Follow the sound and follow the way

BGM of this chapter: Richard Strauss-EineAlpensinfonie

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In order to recharge their batteries, the two of them went to bed early that night.Lin Yan didn't find the opportunity to show his sweetheart naked, because Mu Kang not only came out of the bathroom in pajamas, but also lay down directly in bed and said "good night" to Lin Yan, without any intention of taking off his clothes.

Lin Yan, who failed to peep, had no choice but to turn off the light in silence, and replied "good night" in the dark.

He was still wondering until he fell asleep: Mu Kang didn't seem to like wearing clothes so much?Am I mistaken?

Of course, Lin Yan did not misunderstand, he just underestimated the importance of himself in Mu Kang's heart.Thirty years of his life, this is the first time that a Mu scumbag sleeps dressed so neatly, and the reason for this is so stupid that it is unbearable to look at.

Be sure to stabilize your image in front of Ah Yan!He reminds himself all the time.

The two woke up early the next morning.The hotel's breakfast starts at 06:30. When Lin Yan and Mu Kang went downstairs to eat at [-]:[-], they were fortunate to be the only human beings in the restaurant besides the waiters.It took them half an hour to finish eating and go back to the room. They finished all preparations at [-]:[-], bought sandwiches, snacks and water at the hotel, rented trekking poles, and set off on time at [-]:[-] facing the rising sun.

Mountaineering is by no means something that can be done easily.

It not only tests the climber's physical strength, athletic ability, willpower, and crisis handling ability, but also requires the climber to have excellent aesthetic ability, so that he can still not lose the eyes to discover beauty and the spirit to feel the world during the boring and tiring walk.

And once the climbers start to try to discover and feel, nature will give a grand reward without hesitation.

With a black wool cap on his head and the transparent sunlight reflected by layers of snow-capped mountains gleaming on the edge of his sunglasses, Mu Kang panted as he walked along a rugged trail.The cliff is no more than two meters away from his left foot, so he can see the steep green grass slope, the simple wooden house with tall grass, the distant blue lake at the foot of the mountain, and the overwhelming yellow and white wildflowers.

"What kind of flower is this?" Mu Kang drank his saliva and asked Lin Yan beside him.

Lin Yan wore the same style of wool hat and a pair of huge brown sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, which looked like a male star posing for a photo at the airport.He leaned over to look, shook his head and said, "I don't know, there are many on the mountain, everywhere."

Mu Kang said seriously: "I want to plant some."

Lin Yan: "Is this a wild flower?"

"I want this kind of feeling of blooming in the wilderness." Mu Kang said clearly, "Pair it well with other flowers, and it can reflect a free and delicate scene."

Lin Yan was stunned: "...Really?"

"Of course." Mu Kang said confidently, "I've been coveting the flowers in the yard for a long time, let's wait a month or so, and then I'll look forward to it, Lin is three years old."

Lin Yan joked: "You are really my aunt's own son. Besides being able to cook and liking flowers, what else is inherited?"

"It should be gone." Mu Kang said disrespectfully, "She has no other advantages."

Lin Yan: "..."

After walking for almost two hours, the unmelted snow and ice were vaguely exposed in the distance. The two planned to have a picnic while they could still see the greenery, so they found a piece of grass on the edge of the cliff where the sun was the warmest, and sat on the ground in a bold posture.

Lin Yan took out a brown speckled picnic cloth and laid it out on the grass. Mu Kang put on sandwiches, cakes, potato chips and water. After the temporary table was set, both of them let out a long sigh.

I don’t feel it when I leave, but I’m still quite tired when I sit down.

Walking between the green mountains and the lake, in addition to the different shades of green in the field of vision, there are infinitely changing blues.Mu Kang lay down and closed his eyes, and couldn't help thinking about a question: Is the lake at the end of the plain bluer, or the cloudless sky bluer?

He thought so, so he asked Lin Yan.

Lin Yan lay on the side, and after hearing Mu Kang's question, he didn't speak for a long time.

It wasn't until a goshawk spread its huge wings and slid across the ridge, across the sky, and out of sight of the two of them, that Lin Yan said, "You can't control yourself."

The two looked at each other expressionlessly for a while through the sunglasses and the green grass, and laughed out of nowhere.

Mu Kang readily admitted: "It is true that I am overestimated, I am too arrogant."

The world is vast, and it is busy enough just to maintain the operation. Even ordinary plants and trees are not in the mood to make such meaningless comparisons.Human beings are as insignificant as dust, and they don't even want to compare the world with the world.

Fortunately, as soon as this arrogant idea came up, it was wiped out by Lin Yan's awe.

The two sat up and began to eat.Sunglasses covered the blush on Lin Yan's face. Holding a sandwich, he asked Mu Kang while eating: "How is it? Are you still able to leave?"

"Of course I can go, just take a rest." Mu Kang finally resisted the urge to reach out and take off Lin Yan's sunglasses, and took a bite of the sandwich unhappily, "Are there many wooden houses in the mountains, are they herdsmen's houses?"

Lin Yan said blankly, "I don't know."

"I just looked at it from a distance. It should be a temporary residence for herders to graze." Mu Kang naturally didn't count on Lin Yan, a workaholic, "but I didn't see any cattle."

"Maybe the pasture is not in season yet." Lin Yan said, "The snow on it hasn't melted yet."

"There seems to be a house on the mountain." Mu Kang wondered, "If it is built at such a high place, it will be buried by snow in winter, right?"

Lin Yan was also a little puzzled: "If no one takes care of it, it will definitely happen. Even at the altitude of my home, I have to shovel snow occasionally in winter."

Mu Kang: "Can a wooden house still be used after being buried in snow?"

Lin Yan: "I don't know."

Mu Kang thought about it and said, "Maybe it's still possible."

Lin Yan shook his head: "Probably not."

Mu Kang: "Anyway, there is no need to shelter from the wind and rain, just a frame will be fine?"

Lin Yan: "Wood will rot when exposed to water, and the frame may not be able to support it."

Mu Kang retorted: "Snow is not water."

Lin Yan sharply pointed out: "As soon as the spring snow opens, it will slowly turn into water."

Mu scum: "..."

Lin Sansui: "..."

The two naive ghosts looked at each other, unable to stop their desire to win and curiosity after all, the two sides negotiated for a while, absolutely deviated from the original route, and turned to investigate.

The altitude continues to rise, and the next road is to walk in the ice and snow.The trail was slippery, and some sections were still covered with thin ice. The difficulty of hiking increased sharply, and both of them slowed down a lot.

The snow-capped mountains across the lake from home suddenly became something close at hand, as if the supreme god stretched out a hand that humans can hold with it.Mu Kang was sighing, and when he turned his head, he saw Lin Yan standing behind him, holding a hand full of snow, and smiling cleanly at himself.

The biggest advantage of Mu scumbags is not cooking, but the calmer they get when life and death are at stake. For example, when they were stabbed in the neck by a knife in country P, or now.

He was not confused by the beauty at all, and saw through the malicious intentions behind Lin Yan's smile at a glance, and immediately covered his neck and shouted: "Lin Sansui! This is not suitable for playing in the snow! Stop!"

The sneak attack failed, Lin Yan threw Xue aside in disappointment, and said nonchalantly, "What did you say?"

Mu Kang stared at him: "... how old are you, Lin Sansui?"

Lin Yan asked back: "You have called me Lin Sansui for so long, don't you know?"

Mu Kang: "..."

Except for the time when he was kidnapped, Mu Kang, who doesn't look down on anyone, has almost never encountered such embarrassment in his life.He was speechless for a moment, and ruthlessly pierced Lin Yan's plan with a cold face: "You just wanted to stuff the snow behind my neck, didn't you?"

Lin Yan grinned at him: "Really?"

This smile was perfectly disguised, even more flawless than the sky full of ice and snow.Mu Kang seemed to be bewitched by Lin Yan's smile, and couldn't help but want to start laughing too.He took a few deep breaths, suppressed the corners of his upturned lips, and said solemnly: "Do you know that tucking the back of your neck is the most insidious trick in the snowball fight world?"

Lin Yan asked innocently: "What is the snow battle world?"

Mu Kang: "..."

Lin Yan: "?"

Forget it, what do you care about with a three-year-old child.Mu Kang smiled and sighed: "It's nothing, let's go, there is a house in front, go and have a look."

There is more than one wooden house above the altitude where the snow has not yet melted. The two deviated slightly from the trail and ventured through the snow within the range where they could see the road. They broke into several wooden houses without the invitation of the owner, and finally confirmed that these houses were abandoned. For a long time, most of the structures have collapsed in half, and they are definitely unusable.

Mu Kang was puzzled: "It can only be built in a few months?"

Lin Yan stretched out his hand and touched the cold and damp wooden board, as if he could feel a kind of ardent expectation that he knew he couldn't do it: "Maybe they think it's worth only a few months."

Just like now, you only come here for a few months, and I feel that life is worth it.

At 11:30 in the morning, the red and white sun hangs on the top of the mountain, and the sign beside the trail shows that there is still half an hour left to the top of the mountain.The surrounding temperature remained around zero, and the trousers of the two adventurers were covered with snow. After climbing a very steep mountain road, they stood panting in the cold wind and snow.

As far as the eye can see, there is a glorious boundless whiteness. This whiteness is divided into countless layers, and it is not single: nearby is the ice and snow that is within reach, and in the distance is the majestic snow-capped mountains.

Mu Kang said while drinking water: "It is said that Richard Strauss wrote "The Alps" inspired by mountaineering."

Lin Yan: "That's right."

Mu Kang pointed to the nearest mountain peak: "I understand him a little bit."

Lin Yan said solemnly: "Me too."

The cold wind was raging in the snow, mixed with the icy and pale smell condensed by ice and snow, even the familiar ebony fragrance on Lin Yan disappeared.

Mu Kang let out a sigh of relief: "It's good to have wine."

"I have to go on in a while." Lin Yan also felt a little regretful, "If you live here, accompanied by wine and music, what do you think?"

Mu Kang thought for a while and said, "It's definitely not good to live all the time. It's good to live for a while."

Lin Yanruo realized something, remained silent for a while, and thought: "So there are so many temporary wooden houses?"

"Interesting." Mu Kang looked at Lin Yan with interest, "But the houses I've seen before don't look like they can live in."

The two of them looked at each other through the sunglasses, and they seemed to feel something in that gust of wind, that ray of air, and that ray of sunlight at the same time, and they looked towards the top of the mountain in a tacit understanding.

Mu Kang: "There seems to be another building there?"

Lin Yan: "Go and have a look."

The most difficult part of the mountain road has passed, and the terrain near the top of the mountain has become flat.The two speeded up and went directly across a large grassland covered with ice and snow.

The outer walls of the wooden houses near the top of the mountain are dark and damp. They look no different from the large and small herdsmen’s wooden houses on the mountain. They are independent of the snow-capped mountains and no one cares about them.

However, if a serious traveler can pay attention to it and approach it quietly, he will find that it is completely different from the previous bold herdsman huts.

The design of this wooden house is exquisite, the frames of the doors and windows are intact, and the snow at the door still has traces of being cleaned.Mu Kang stood still at the door, and asked Lin Yan uncertainly: "This is... Heidegger's mountain hut? Isn't it in Germany?"

"It's in Germany." Lin Yan walked in carefully, "This is just an ordinary wooden house where people have lived."

The house was as cold as the outside, and the interior barely retained some traces of the past, and the furnishings were unobstructed: there was a fireplace on the wall with unmelted snow in it; in front of the fireplace was a dark table, on which two Inky black wooden box.

"Is this the surprise that the manager said?" Lin Yan asked hesitantly.

"It looks like...it means to welcome someone to open it?" Mu Kang hesitated.

The two men, who have always been very assertive, looked around this allegorical wooden house nervously, and they were a little bit timid.

Time seemed to stand still.

The cold wind passed through the hall wrapped in the breath of ice and snow, silently reminding adventurers that the time that belongs to adventurers is limited.Mu Kang shivered, and finally decided to say: "Open it and have a look."

Lin Yan glanced at him, nodded firmly, and reached out to open the wooden box on the left.

Inside lay a notebook with a dark cover quietly.Lin Yan took a deep breath, took out the book, and opened the cover steadily, a line of German came into view.

Mu Kang saw that German was far inferior to Lin Yankuai, so he read slowly: "Dedicated to... my... sin?"

Lin Yan translated in a low voice: "Dedicated to me who is full of sins."

He turned to the first page, and there were still no lengthy words and sentences, and only one sentence was written in the middle of the yellowed paper:

"Silence is sinful, and I deeply repent for it."

The author has something to say

In fact, the scene in my mind on the mountain is like this:

Lin: ...Aside from being able to cook and liking flowers, what else is genetic?

Mu: Does liking you count?

Next, use one chapter to string together a small diary-style play within a play.