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Fang Mo helped him put down the seat, and said softly, "Go to sleep for a while. You've been training for so long." He pressed Xu Yuan's eyes, "It's a little blue here."

"Okay." Xu Yuan didn't refuse, he didn't feel sleepy, but he closed his eyes obediently.

Fang Mo clicked on the player and started driving.

The sound of guzheng overflows with ancient charm.The voice was tuned a little low, and Xu Yuan could hear it vaguely. She didn't know what it was called, but she just thought it sounded good.

The car drove very steadily, and the speed was not too fast. Xu Yuan really fell asleep listening to it.

Also had a dream.

The sky is full of Kongming lanterns, shaking like stars.There was the sound of drums beating, silver bells jingling, jade feet slid across the red silk, and Wushuang Wushuang fell down.

Like a narration, the descriptive words naturally fell into Xu Yuan's ears.

Dreaming back to the ancient country, Xu Yuan was like an idiot, not feeling happy, but feeling lost.

He looked nondescript in sportswear, but he walked alone on the Ten Mile Long Street.

Fire trees and silver flowers are making the sky full of stars.Rouge gouache, dyed red overnight spring / love.All that is heard is laughter, probably another New Year's Eve.

After walking for a long time, Xu Yuan slowly turned her head.

lie.There was no one in the dimly lit place.

Suddenly, there was a biting cold wind, all the red lanterns were extinguished, Kongming lanterns fell one after another, and the surrounding suddenly turned into darkness.

Xu Yuan opened her eyes suddenly, but saw Fang Mo open the car door and was about to call him.

"Are you awake?" Fang Mo asked.

Xu Yuan was dumbfounded, and looked in his direction, only to see a red light.

Carved beams and painted columns, Qionglouyuyu, like another dream.

Fang Mo pinched his face: "Are you sleepy?"

Xu Yuan was a little dazed, and let him unbuckle her seat belt, before being dragged out of the car again.

He asked with some confusion: "What kind of place is this?"

"A newly developed antique town. It was officially opened to the public on the first day of the new year, and the shops have already opened. Today I will bring you here to play first."

It was only then that Xu Yuan realized that this was a new project developed by Fang Mo Company, no wonder he has added a lot of Chinese classical music to his playlist recently.

This small town is different from other places. It is antique, and the commercial atmosphere is not so strong. Instead, it restores the historical style very much, much like a place where actors filmed.

For dinner, the two of them ate stewed pork head meat. The shopkeeper was quite proud of it, claiming to have imitated the ancient method and discarded modern high-tech equipment. The meat is well cooked.

Xu Yuan didn't know if the store's move was a waste of money, but the meat was so deliciously stewed that it made people's index fingers twitch.

This restaurant is located on the second floor. When two people sit by the window, they can see a pool of water below. The water in the pool is cool and cool.

Xu Yuan secretly said to Fang Mo: "This place is really different from other ancient towns."

Fang Mo smiled: "This place mainly provides high-end vacation consumption, more for foreigners, and reservations must be made in advance when entering the town. Have you seen the clothing store at the door? The selling point is a time-traveling setting. You can change it when you come in." Wear Hanfu and experience the life of the ancients."

Xu Yuan took a sip of tea and nodded slightly.

He doesn't have the talent of a businessman in his essence, and he doesn't understand why some people are so obsessed with chasing illusions and playing games with historical fragments that cannot be picked up.

Xu Yuan likes ancient sites, and feels that there is a heavy sense of history there, and there is a feeling of looking at time.And the modern antique buildings, no matter how exquisite they are, always make him feel cold.

He remembered a passage written by Yu Hua:

"I think this may be the reason why people are so obsessed with the past, because everything that has disappeared will have the right to return. In the narratives of literature and music, in the frames of paintings and photography, in the memories of life and flashes of dreams Here, they could suddenly come back at any moment."

The same is true in monuments, people discover the past, find the existence of the past, and then think about their own existence.

And what can people see in such a false dream constructed by modern times?Could it be that something that has disappeared will flash in such a false thing?

But this is a project that Fang Mo has worked hard to develop, and Xu Yuan can't say anything to throw cold water on it.

At this time, it was not yet open to the outside world, and the entire ancient town was almost lit up just for the two of them.

Fang Mo was not afraid of anything, and wandered the long street holding Xu Yuan's hand.

Even though she didn't understand, Xu Yuan still marveled at the careful construction of this place, as if it was a picture stained with twilight.The old-fashioned architecture and the natural and strong Ming Dynasty style all make people feel like they are in a dream.

But Xu Yuan lacked interest, and just took a look at the flowers, and he didn't even bother to stop and look at the exquisite antiques sold in small roadside stalls.

Perhaps the dream in the car had made him too sensitive.He always felt that in such a flashy scene, he felt a little desolate.

Speaking of which, Xu Yuan is really a straight-minded person.This person loves literature and art and appreciates beauty, but he must not be false.

He doesn't like fake, forced stuff.If Fang Mo hadn't torn open his heart to show him, Xu Yuan would never have accepted such a substitute.

When the two walked under a huge sycamore tree, Fang Mo stopped and looked at Xu Yuan.He looked a little embarrassed, and opened his mouth with regret: "I didn't expect you would not like it."

Xu Yuan felt a little sorry, and whispered, "I didn't make it so obvious, did I?"

Fang Mo squeezed his palm with his hands, and smiled: "I don't know how you look happy."

Xu Yuan bowed her head: "Sorry."

The cool wind blew over, and the sycamore leaves rustled. Fang Mo lifted Xu Yuan's chin with his hands helplessly: "What are you apologizing for?"

His voice flowed along the night wind: "I was wrong."

Fang Mo raised his head and looked forward, smiled a little, both shy and gentle: "I thought you, Xiaoyuan, would think this was a romantic thing."

Xu Yuan looked at him puzzled.

Fang Mo said seriously: "Books like 'The Most Beautiful Ancient Poetry Confession and Quotations' are bestsellers in bookstores all the year round. Although the poets are amazingly talented, they have compiled deep and meaningful sentences into one book, and borrowing other people's words to express their feelings , it's so boring."

"The ancient moon is also the present moon. It is a very extraordinary thing to express your love under the moonlight. Because the moon has witnessed the events of thousands of years ago and heard all the beautiful words chanted by the ancients."

"But I'm stupid, and I can't say the beautiful words of the ancients. But I'm a bold person, even under the moon, I still can't help it, and I'm not afraid of being laughed at by it, just afraid that it hides and refuses to listen to my humble speech. "

Fang Mo looked into Xu Yuan's eyes: "So I moved to an ancient city, trying to deceive the moon, making it think that this is the old days, tricking it that I am an ancient poet, and telling it to shine on my sweetheart."

Xu Yuan really wanted to smile, but at this moment he felt that Fang Mo was extremely sincere, but he couldn't smile, so he wanted to cry.He was very annoyed, it turned out that he didn't understand Fang Mo's intentions at all.

This is obviously not false at all.This is obviously so pure and terrifying.

Fang Mo seemed a little regretful: "But I'm so stupid, I didn't understand what my sweetheart likes."

Xu Yuan restrained her feelings and tried her best to speak calmly: "I like it."

Xu Yuan's answer made Fang Mo happy again. He looked deeply at Xu Yuan: "Xiao Yuan, I'm very vulgar. Under the moonlight, I can only say, I love you very much."

Xu Yuan finally laughed out, and the shadow of Wutong landed at his feet, and he replied, "I love you very much, too."

Dongfeng puts flowers and thousands of trees at night.More blowing down, the stars are like rain.

All the lights in the whole town were suddenly turned off, and countless fireworks exploded into the sky, one after another, making the sky above us extraordinarily bright.

At twelve o'clock, New Year's Eve has arrived.The fireworks and moonlight flashed in Fang Mo's eyes, and he leaned close to Xu Yuan's ear and whispered, "Happy birthday, my Xu Yuan."

Xu Yuan closed her eyes and leaned her head on his shoulder: "It's a pleasure meeting you."

Looking back suddenly, seeing a person standing quietly in the dimly lit place, naturally my heart beats.

However, under the moon, under the brilliant fireworks, the man came with a smile.

The moonlight is the evidence, so there is no need to doubt it.He really loves you very much.

The author has something to say:

The moonlight is the evidence, so there is no need to doubt it.I really love this quote.

The ending is still my favorite fireworks.It's over~

Xiao Yuan will continue to work hard to complete her swimming career, while Fang Mo will wait for him to go home. (It’s hard for me. I never like to watch sports events, so I can’t write about the lives of athletes. I’m worried that I can’t write the scenes of the game, so I won’t continue to write, sorry.)

Friends who have read this article, thank you for liking it.bow~