Zhou Shengchen's footsteps stopped.
He raised his head and glanced at the rain outside: "It has been raining in Xi'an for the past two days. When the rain stops, if you haven't left, we will make an appointment again."
"That's it," Hong Xiaoyu grabbed Shiyi's shoulder and said, "Let Shiyi mail you at that time."
He nodded, agreeing.
When the two people returned to the hotel, the corners of the trouser legs were completely wet.
Shi Yi took a hot shower, and after looking around the room for a long time, she couldn't find instant coffee. She had to take a simple paper bag of chrysanthemum tea, boiled hot water, and filled two cups.
Handed it to Hong Xiaoyu, she put it on the bedside table, looking at the mailbox, and wiping her nose with a roll of paper: "Through this simple lunch today, I finally barely discovered another advantage of Zhou Shengchen, which is enough to be a man. , Don’t twist. It’s not right to say that," she looked up at the time, the latter just pulled up her long hair hastily, such a sloppy look is enough to take a magazine hard photo, "From childhood to adulthood, I just have to use you as an excuse. There is really no one I can't meet. In this way, he is not special."
Shi Yi ignored her ridicule, took it over to the computer and logged in to her mailbox.
Seeing that it was 0 receipts, I was a little bit lost inexplicably.
She quickly closed the computer and said, "The most beautiful face is 36 years old from the age of sixteen."
"I like to look at beautiful things, especially the best couple," Hong Xiaoyu rubbed his nose fiercely, "and it is good for the genes of the next generation." Shi Yi smiled, with bright eyes, really beautiful. .
The two of them froze during the day, and at this time they cuddled up on the white quilt and moved their feet close to each other to keep warm.
"Shiyi, do you really like him?"
"No," she felt ashamed when she spoke, "I just think he is special."
"Where is it special?"
Shi Yi couldn't find an excuse and had to say: "The name is special."
It's really the most special name, and in her memory, his name was the same.
"My name is even more special," Hong Xiaoyu simply took off his jeans and pulled the quilt over, "'Xiaoyu Tianxia', why didn't you see you look at me differently?"
"This explanation is not good," Shi Yi deliberately avoided Zhou Shengchen's topic, and instead teased Hong Xiaoyu, "I will think of a more romantic one for you, so that you can get married in the future."
Hong Xiaoyu listened with great interest: "Say quickly."
"Let me think about it," Shi Yi thought about it, and finally said again, "Although it is a bit far-fetched, you definitely like it. Have you heard a poem by Nalanxingde?" She said next to Hong Xiaoyu, "' May I be drunk and never wake up after eating the jade red grass.'"
"No," Hong Xiaoyu shook his head, "what's the point?"
"There is a kind of jade red grass that only grows in the Kunlun Mountains. If someone eats it by mistake, it will grow drunk for three hundred years without waking up," she deliberately changed her tone, using the voice of a voice actor, faintly reading her The name, "Hong Xiaoyu, Hongyu, Yuhong, do you mean that your name means Yuhongcao?"
Hong Xiaoyu was very happy when she said: "Why are you nagging suddenly? No, you have been nagging since childhood. It's a bit far-fetched, but it's very literary, I like it, and I will explain it like that in the future."
Suddenly, there were a few thunders outside the window.
Hong Xiao's reputation was cheap, and he quickly returned to the original state, laughing at her: "It seems that this rain will be going on for a few days, and I don't know the cherry blossoms in Qinglong Temple. I haven't had a chance to see it yet."
"If you can't see it, don't watch it," Shi Yi wrinkled his nose and exhaled a long breath. "It's not that you won't be here forever."
Early the next morning, she was woken up by her mobile phone.
When I answered it, it was a phone call from the recording studio. Before I was sober, I listened to the rumors about the work schedule: "You are really popular, so many people call for you to dub. You just went to Xi'an for the four-day holiday. , Do you know how much less you earn?"
She turned over, Hong Xiaoyu was still asleep, showing no signs of waking up.
Fearing to wake Xiaoyu, she whispered to send over the recording schedule and hung up the phone. Pick up the laptop from the ground lightly and open it on your knees. Four emails came in quickly in the inbox. She hurriedly scanned the headers and found that one of them was an unsubjected email. The sender was Zhou Shengchen:
When I walked out of the laboratory at 4:36, there was no rain. If it doesn't rain at 11:30, see you at Qinglong Temple at 12:00.
Zhou Shengchen.
After seeing this email, Shi Yi moved his eyes to the lower right corner of the display, just at 7:36.
She was a little worried, this time it was the same as before. It will be cancelled due to sudden changes in the weather, sudden illness, busy work, or various strange emergencies.
Unexpectedly, God suddenly opened his eyes, and the rain really stopped.
The cameraman is originally from Shaanxi. Although he was not born in Xi'an, he is familiar with it. Shi Yi was afraid of being late and nervously asked Hong Xiaoyu and the cameraman to confirm that the time to arrive at Qinglong Temple was 20 minutes early.
Maybe it's the cherry blossom season, and it's rare to be sunny.
The gate of Qinglong Temple came and went, and it was quite crowded. They picked an eye-catching place, and about ten minutes later, they saw Zhou Shengchen walking by from a distance, alone.
Shi Yi faced the sunlight, squinted his eyes and recognized him, and his heart calmed down quietly.
"It's time, you are poisoned..." Hong Xiaoyu whispered, "I think your face is red. Don't tell me it's red."
She shook her head: "I won't explain it to you, I can't explain it clearly anyway."
"It's early, Teacher Zhou Sheng," Hong Xiaoyu pursed his lips and greeted with a smile, "Is it your habit to arrive ten minutes early?" Zhou Shengchen stretched out his hand and handed out two tickets to Shiyi: " I usually make appointments with others, and it’s fifteen minutes early. It took five minutes to buy tickets.” He handed the remaining one to the cameraman.
Shi Yi said thank you, took it, and slammed one of them in Xiao Yu's hands.
Hong Xiaoyu had never been here before, so naturally he didn't know the place he had appointed. It was a pitiful little one.
A few people entered the temple and went around for a while. The cherry blossoms were ostentatious, and the cornices were mottled, but those who sat in twos under the tree and chatted in the newspaper, diminished a lot of the artistic conception of viewing the flowers, and more It's like an ordinary spring outing. Even in such a crowded small temple, there are still several groups of tourists walking side by side in the guide's explanation.
"... In 1986, Qinglong Temple imported from Japan and planted in the temple, there are 12 rare varieties, the early openings are Higan cherry, red weeping cherry..." The tour guide repeated the commentary straightforwardly.
Shi Yi listened interestingly and took out his mobile phone to record a section secretly, but unfortunately the tour guide left soon. After listening to it for a few seconds, she found the voice very noisy and hesitated to delete it.
If you want an aftertaste, it might be better to take a few commentary cards with a camera.
"In the few days I have just arrived, people from the research institute here gave me Xi'an city notes. If you like, you can give it to you," Zhou Shengchen told her flatly, "This city is full of stories."
Shi Yi nodded, his eyes drifted past him, as if he was very interested in cherry blossoms.