Think childish

On the way the two entered the village, Guoguo told her that this is an ancient village. Many houses in the village have a history of hundreds of years. Return to nature.

Thinking of Gu Jia, Qiao Zhi felt the same suspicion as Qiu Shui.She couldn't help asking: "You two young people, living here, can you really endure such a quiet life?"

Guoguo thought for a while before answering her: "I have been quiet since I was a child, and I don't have any friends or relatives around me. I am used to this kind of life. As for Jiajia..." She lowered her eyes and smiled slightly, "She probably is To accommodate me."

Guoguo said: "Life here is very quiet, especially in winter, when the snow starts to fall, every household stays behind closed doors, almost no one can be seen all day long. At first I was also worried that Jiajia would feel bored, but I can't wait to see her." The days go on like this, but to my surprise, Jiajia is actually a person who is very good at discovering the joys of life. She will find a lot of things for both of us to do. To be honest, we can really be quiet during the year. There is not much time to rest, and sometimes it may take half a day just to cook a dish, we enjoy this process very much, and there is a feeling that life is real."

"Whether it's cherishing time or wasting time, every minute and every second, we are with the one we love. This is already God's kindness." She said softly.

Qiao Zhi looked at the girl's slightly sweet smile from the side, and sighed a little enviously in her heart—every minute, every second, we are with the one we love, and truly feel the happiness and misfortune that life brings us.On such a day, probably whoever hears it will feel happy.

Effort is the eternal theme of life, and poetry requires self-seeking, self-crossing, and appropriate love and madness.

So what about her and her?

Where will they end up?

"Here we are." Guoguo suddenly called out.

Qiao Zhi came back to her senses, and what came into view was a two-story house, with all white walls, black tiles covering the roof, and some gorgeous flower vines covering the walls, bamboo fences inserted all around the small courtyard, and the wooden door was slightly open. , could vaguely see figures walking in the courtyard.

"Come in." Guoguo greeted her.

Qiao Zhi was suddenly a little nervous, it didn't look like her.

The two walked into the courtyard, Guoguo greeted a few villagers who were carrying grapes in the courtyard, then took the suitcase in her hand, and whispered: "She's there." Pointing to the flower stand in the northwest corner .

Qiao Zhi nodded to thank her, approached with restrained steps, passed a clump of iron trees half a person's height, and saw the person hiding under the flower trellis.

The sun was shining in the courtyard, only the flower stand leaked half of the shade.Qiu Shui was wearing a loose off-white linen jacket and black cloth trousers. Around his neck was a string of small Buddhist beads, hanging long on his chest. His hair was loosely tied up with a wooden hairpin, revealing his slender and fair neck.She was sitting cross-legged, with a straw futon under her body, a black soft leather book spread out on her knees, and a long pencil in her hand. She was burying her head in writing and drawing, without noticing her arrival.

Qiao Zhi was fascinated by it for a moment, but when the people on the ground came to their senses, their eyes met, and she took a half step back guiltily.

"You're here." Qiu Shui looked up at her, dimples appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The sun was dappled on her face, and Qiao Zhi looked at her with trembling eyes, her eyes shrinking and eager.

This is my beautiful unknown sin.She murmured in her heart.

Qiu Shui got up with the book, took two steps in front of her, and raised an eyebrow: "Sister, what are you looking at?"

Qiao Zhi belatedly remembered that she should be angry, looked at her with little confidence, and said weakly, "You lied to me."

Qiu Shui nodded without saying anything, admitted, and apologized by the way: "I was wrong."

Qiao Zhi was very rare, and it could be said that she had never seen her face before, and she was almost pissed off for a while, but Qiu Shui suddenly came up to her, lowered her head and rubbed her shoulder, and said softly: "But you You know why I lied to you, right? Forgive me? Forgive me."

On the edge of life and death, beauty misleads others.

Qiao Zhi patted her head with complicated emotions, Qiu Shui was forgiven, straightened up quickly, and dragged her into the room.

"I'll show you your bedroom," she said.

Qiao Zhi was led up to the second floor by her, and entered the innermost room in the hallway.

The room was very spacious, with a wrought-iron bed and desk, a small wardrobe and a sofa, and her luggage was placed next to the sofa.

Qiu Shui walked to the window, opened the curtains, opened the window, and the hot sunlight instantly poured into the room. She leaned out of the window with her upper body, bent down and pointed to the right: "I live next door to you."

Afraid that she would fall, Qiao Zhi stepped forward to pull her back, but just as he stretched out his hand, Qiu Shui suddenly withdrew his hand and grabbed her hand, as if eyes had grown from his back.

She turned back and leaned against the window sill, took a few deep breaths with a relaxed and comfortable expression, and at the same time her hands were not idle at all, she grabbed Qiao Zhi's hand and kneaded it inside and out.

"..."

Qiao Zhi: "How about you touch palmistry?"

Qiu Shui looked at her with a smile, let go of his hand noncommittally, and then walked out past her, saying: "If you are tired, go to sleep first, and if you are bored, come and visit our brewing bar."

After Qiao Zhi watched her leave, she exhausted herself and lay down on the bed.The sun shone on her body, and she was warmed by the sun and felt a little sleepy. Thinking about this trip in a daze, she always felt that she was fooled...

Qiao Zhi thought that she had slept for a long time, but it was still dark when she woke up. She glanced at her watch and saw that it was past seven o'clock—as expected, the days in summer were extremely long.

She was sticky from sleeping and wanted to take a bath, but she didn't know where the bathroom was, so she had to go downstairs and ask someone.

There was no one in the quiet yard downstairs, only baskets of grapes were placed there.After Qiao Zhi went downstairs, she didn't find where Guoguo was, and she didn't see Qiushui and Gu Jia. She walked around to the entrance of the cellar in the backyard.

There was a light leaking from the entrance of the cellar, Qiao Zhi yelled, Gu Jia first came out on the ladder, said hello to her, and then exited the scene very discerningly to find his wife, Qiu Shui covered the barrel lid, followed closely He also came out: "What's wrong?"

"I want to take a shower, but I can't find a bathroom." Qiao Zhi said.

Qiu Shui nodded, motioning for her to come with him.

"Where did Guoguo go? And those fellow villagers? Why are they gone?" She wondered.

Qiu Shui looked up at the sky and said, "There is no big stove here. Guoguo borrowed a stove from Uncle Chen's next door to cook for everyone. It's not dark yet, and the villagers probably went to the orchard for the last time to pick."

The two went upstairs again, and Qiu Shui took her into his room, pointed to a small door inside and said, "My room is the master bedroom, and there is a separate bathroom, you can go in there to wash your things. It’s all in there, call me for anything missing.”

Qiao Zhi nodded, went back to the house, took the clothes, and went in.

Soon, the sound of splashing water came from the bathroom. Qiu Shui stood leaning against the door frame of the bathroom for a while, not knowing what to think, then got up suddenly and turned off the light in the room.

The room was instantly filled with a dark blue, which was one of the chaotic colors in the distant sky.

The rectangular desk was full of scattered papers and books, the windows were wide open, and the wind blew the white papers all over the floor.Qiu Shui walked over, picked them up one by one, put them back on the table, and pressed them with a book.Then he sat down cross-legged, took off the string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, looked at the misty mountains in the distance, and silently counted them one by one.

This string of prayer beads was bought when she went to Nyingchi two years ago.At that time, it took several hours to take the bus from Lhasa to Nyingchi, and the road was bad, flying sand and rocks, and she was jolted all the way, almost emptying her stomach.The bus stopped in a village that sells silver. After the tour guide instructed everyone to get off the bus, the local villagers hung a poorly crafted white hada around their necks one by one.

She had no interest in silver, nor did she want to drink buttered tea, so she quietly left the crowd and wandered around the village by herself, and found a temple by accident.The temple looks very small from the front, but after entering, it is discovered that there is a universe inside.

She walked through a winding corridor, and at the end she met a lama who was meditating.

The lama looked a little old, she didn't intend to disturb him, and passed him by.

When she was young, she had seen too many human relationships, and she knew that gods and Buddhas could not save the world, so she has always kept a distance from it.However, as the years passed, she gradually had such an unspeakable person in her heart, hiding an unspeakable love, and whenever her heart was broken, she had to bow her head to him for comfort.

The carload of people in the same car more or less bought some silverware, and she was the only one who picked and chose, and finally bought this unremarkable string of prayer beads at a small stall.An older lady who was seated in the same car told her that the prayer beads sold at these small stalls must be fake, and kept muttering that she had spent too much money.

She accompanied and echoed, but she didn't really care much about it.Whether the objects in this world are real or fake, they are nothing more than objects, depending on the intention of the person who holds them.It's like she's sitting here and counting beads, it's not because she believes in Buddhism, it's just for meditation and entertainment - the sound of water is really disturbing.

……

When Qiao Zhi came out of the shower, Qiu Shui had already hung the beads back around his neck.Seeing her coming out with wet hair, Qiu Shui got up and took out a dry towel from the cabinet, looked at her, and motioned her to sit down.

Qiao Zhi originally wanted to come by himself, but seeing her insistence, he had to forget it.She was sitting at the foot of the bed, and Qiu Shui knelt on one knee to get on the bed from behind, and wiped her hair. Suddenly, he fell down from behind and pressed against her back.

Qiao Zhi only wore a suspender skirt, her entire shoulders were completely exposed, and Qiushui fell down in a daze, and her lips just touched her collarbone.Qiao Zhi was startled, it wasn't because of the skin-to-skin contact, her first reaction was that she had passed out, and before she could get up, she heard Qiu Shui blowing on her neck with great resentment: "You smell so sweet, scent me fainted."

In an instant, Qiao Zhi's cheeks flushed red.

Still not satisfied, Qiu Shui stuck out the tip of his tongue and quickly licked her collarbone. Qiao Zhi stood up as if she had been shocked by an electric shock, and pointed at her in a panic, unable to say anything.

Qiu Shui kept kneeling and looked at her innocently: "You tempted me."

"????" Qiao Zhi's eyes widened. She never expected to be sued by the villain first. She was so angry that she couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Qiu Shui suddenly smiled, sighed and got off the bed, found a hair dryer and put it on the bed for her: "Although I really want to blow your hair, I guess you won't agree." She turned and walked out of the house, "Hurry up Let's blow it, and go downstairs to eat after blowing."

The door was closed.

It was completely dark, and there was a cool mountain breeze blowing in behind, but the temperature on both sides of her cheeks only increased, almost burning her.

Qiao Zhi went into the bathroom to dry her hair. Halfway through, she suddenly found a red mark the size of a fingernail on her right collarbone.Her eyes widened in disbelief and she approached the mirror to make sure it wasn't her dazzled eyes.

In an instant, a kind of horrifying exclamation almost sounded in her heart—how did she do it?