Yang Zhi laughed, "It's pointless if you don't find me."
"Okay, everyone agrees."
Yang Zhi and Xiaowen were amused by Gu Yebai's serious nonsense. Xiaowen even joked: "Can I go there with you? I'm afraid too."
Yang Zhi hummed and reached out to pull her into his arms.
All the embarrassment disappeared.
Youyan was still uneasy, so Gu Yebai said lightly: "It's okay, A Zhi is an open-minded person."
Youyan felt relieved now. Yang Zhi was very reliable and the car would arrive in five minutes. The four of them made an appointment for the future, and Gu Yebai said goodbye and left.
*
"Azhi, where is your friend?"
A tall and thin man walked out from inside. His temples were slightly white and he looked older.
Yang Zhidao: "Dad, they are over there, the car is coming."
More than ten meters ahead, Gu Yebai was unpacking his luggage in the back compartment, and Youyan stood aside waiting for him.
Yang's father scolded: "How can we let our friends sleep out when we can get some space at home? You are an ignorant kid."
Yang Zhi scratched his head, and Xiao Wen on the side stuck out his tongue and said hurriedly: "Uncle, the hotel they booked before... will not be refunded."
Yang Zhi winked at Xiaowen, and Xiaowen secretly made a "V" gesture.
Father Yang frowned: "Is it also a B&B? What's it called? Whose hotel is so domineering?"
"Lao Yang, what are you so anxious about?"
Upon hearing that voice, Yang's father hurriedly said: "Azhi, Mr. Yi is here, why don't you come over and say hello?"
Yang Zhiliao pulled Xiaowen and looked at the man walking towards them.
This man was tall and handsome, with dark and sharp eyes. He was obviously wearing an ordinary set of casual clothes, but he couldn't hide his grandeur. He seemed to be of a certain age, yet still young. This is a man whose age cannot be seen.
Xiaowen secretly tugged on Yang Zhi's clothes and whispered: "Who is this person?"
Yang Zhi squeezed Xiaowen's hand and called the man, but saw his eyes flickering on the pair of men and women in front of him.
Yang's father also noticed Mr. Yi's gaze and said with a smile: "Those are Azhi's friends, two college students, who came to Lushan to visit during the holidays."
Next to the taxi, the boy carried the girl's luggage, and then blocked her head to let her in. His gesture was very intimate. Mr. Yi finally glanced at the car as it left, and then said softly: "Xiao Zhi, what's their relationship? ?”
Yang Zhi did not doubt that he was there, and said cheerfully: "They are lovers, and they are both students of G University."
Xiaowen added: "I heard that we have been dating for two years."
Father Yang was a little surprised: "Why are you interested in these two juniors?"
Mr. Yi smiled lightly and said, "Lao Yang, my daughter is also the same age. When I see her, I think of my daughter."
Xiaowen said "Oops", "Your daughter is Youyan's age. Are you lying? Or should I say, Mr. Yi, that you got married early?"
Yang Zhi chuckled, "Uncle Yi, don't be offended, she's used to being so carefree and open-mouthed."
Mr. Yi said: "The little girl is so cute, Lao Yang, this is your son's blessing."
Father Yang smiled and nodded, "The tea is ready, let's go in and have a drink, and let the juniors enjoy themselves. Azhi, please greet Xiaowen well."
Seeing the two of them walking away, Xiaowen pinched Yang Zhi and asked curiously: "Who is this Mr. Yi? His aura is too strong."
Yang Zhi hugged her and kissed her. Xiaowen raised her feet to his lap and said, "Go away, sister wants to ask you something."
Yang Zhi stopped joking and took a rare serious breath, "A mysterious guest."
"Mysterious guest?"
The two returned to Yang Zhi's bedroom. Xiaowen took the water from Yang Zhi and sat down on a small wicker chair on the balcony.
"Every year, he comes to Lushan and stays with us for a while."
"Azhi, you are advertising again," Xiaowen said angrily, "However, Lushan Mountain is indeed beautiful, and the scenery seems to be endless."
Outside the house were the ethereal mountains rushing towards him, and the smoke was thick, making it difficult to see the face. Yang Zhi shook his head and said: "No matter how beautiful this place is, it cannot be the same for ten years. He came here because of one person."
Xiaowen was surprised, "How many years?"
"I can't remember how many years it was. It must have been more than ten years."
"He came to meet someone?" Xiaowen's eyes shone, and she began to think of a hundred scenes from romance novels.
"Well, Uncle Yi booked a room with us for 50 years. As early as the first year, he paid off the rent for 50 years."
"Fifty years of rent?" Xiaowen whispered, her eyes filled with disbelief.
Yang Zhi smiled lightly.
Xiaowen suddenly felt that his smile was a bit sad. What would happen if you were desolate in other people's stories? Xiaowen thought that Mr. Yi, who seemed to never grow old, must be a woman he met here.
"I don't understand... do they meet once a year? Isn't that the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl?"
As Xiaowen spoke, she also laughed. At the end, she felt a hint of unspeakable uneasiness, "Azhi, where is that woman?"