Zhao Ji, Li Heng, and Li Shi chatted for more than three hours while drinking red wine.
The night is getting darker, and the silver moon is dotted in the deep blue night sky. The naughty stars are running around the moon, chasing and playing.
The stars hold the moon. Then the moon will definitely not be lonely tonight, right?
Later, those stars turned pale and hazy - and quietly disappeared in the sky. And their chat continued as quietly and gently as the surrounding air.
The three of them drank the bottle of Fortuna red wine that Li Heng brought over slowly.
The sound of music in the square in the distance still reached their ears, and its sound seemed to be softer and more melodious.
The night was already very dark. Some street lights have been turned off.
Li Shi lowered her head suddenly, so that her long hair like a waterfall fell on her eyes.
She fell silent, as if she had something on her mind, and sighed.
"I want to sleep!"
After that, he walked off the rooftop platform and entered the house.
However, when Zhao Ji saw Li Shi return to the house, he did not turn on the lights in the house, but stood in front of the open window for a long time.
At this time, the semicircle moon suddenly became brighter, and the silver moonlight shone on the river.
Everything around him changed, everything became bright, even the red wine in the engraved glass shone with mysterious light.
There was a slight breeze, although it was just a little bit, not big, but the leaves were also rustling. The earth began to take on the mysterious appearance of night.
"I should go!" Zhao Ji suddenly raised his voice and said, "Otherwise, I might not be able to find a taxi back."
"Okay, let's go! I'll see you off." Li Heng nodded in agreement.
They walked down the path from the top of the mountain.
Suddenly, I heard a noise behind me.
Zhao Ji turned around and saw that Li Shi was chasing them out.
"Ashi, aren't you sleeping?" Li Heng asked.
Li Shi remained silent and ran from Zhao Ji to the front.
Because it was autumn, the night was a bit cold, so the artists lit a bonfire on the square. Gradually, some people became sleepy and couldn't open their eyes.
So, some went back to sleep, and the crowd of onlookers slowly decreased.
Finally, the few pieces of firewood that were about to go out illuminated the wide square, adding a magical touch of the end of the festival to the square.
Zhao Ji and Li Heng walked down and saw Li Shi beside the street.
She was seen talking to the taxi driver and paying the fare.
Zhao Ji said thank you to Li Shi, got into the taxi, sat in the back seat, and said goodbye to the two netizens through the window.
"Goodbye!" came Li Shi's sweet voice.
"See you tomorrow!" Li Heng also repeated after Li Shi.
Li Heng promised to visit Zhao Ji the next day.
Zhao Ji came from the car window to hold Li Heng's hand, and then extended his hand to Li Shi. But Li Shi just looked at Zhao Ji and shook his head shyly.
The taxi started to drive slowly along the street towards Zhao Ji's hotel.
Zhao Ji saw from the rear window of the car that neither of them had left yet, and his eyes were still fixed on the car that was driving forward until the car turned a corner and disappeared from their sight.
The driver was an energetic middle-aged man, holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands. He looked at Zhao Ji through the reflector and asked, "Are they your friends?"
"Um!"
Zhao Ji subconsciously looked back through the rear window of the car. He could no longer see the two of them, especially Li Shi, and he felt lost.
The moon's beam of light was like a silver halo, extending to the entire street, as if it was seeing off Zhao Ji.
Zhao Ji got out of the car, slowly breathing in the rich fragrance emitted by the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, walked through a path with lights that flickered on and off, and walked back to the inn.
Opened the door and walked into the room. My whole body feels sweet, like eating honey. It is the joy caused by a sense of no goal, the joy caused by a slim hope.
This kind of sweetness, joy, and happiness made Zhao Ji feel that he was happy.... But why was he happy? He couldn't tell clearly in his heart.
In fact, he didn't have any hopes or plans for the future... He just felt happy.
Because his heart was filled with joyful and unreasonable feelings, Zhao Ji secretly laughed at himself and almost laughed out loud.
He was so tired that he fell on the bed and closed his eyes.
But I woke up again soon, and I couldn't fall asleep. I was thinking about some random things in my head, and of course most of them were related to Li Shi.
Then he suddenly thought that throughout the night, he never thought of his cruel and ruthless ex-wife.
"What does this mean?" he asked himself. "Am I in love again?"
But after posing this question to himself, he fell asleep like a child in a cradle.
Later, in the middle of the night, Zhao Ji woke up again.
Repeatedly, Zhao Ji spent almost a sleepless night in bed.
The next morning, before Zhao Ji got up, he heard a knock on the door.
"Probably Li Heng is here!"
He called out the door: "Please wait a moment."
After that, he got up, quickly put on his clothes and opened the door.
"Good morning!" Li Heng said as he came in, "I'm sorry to disturb you so early in the morning, but look, what a beautiful morning it is, the air is fresh. Shouldn't you get up earlier?"
Seeing Li Heng, with his beautiful curly hair and crimson cheeks, he was as energetic as in the morning.
Zhao Ji bulged his panda eyes and said, "Sit down and wait for me for a while. I'll go wash up."
Done, put on your coat.
The two of them came to a small garden in the backyard of the inn and sat on leisure chairs. A waitress brought tea. They drank tea and chatted.
At the beginning, they all chatted about irrelevant gossip.
Later, as we chatted, we talked about life planning.
Li Heng told Zhao Ji his future plans.
"My uncle left me an inheritance, which means I have considerable property, and I won't have to rely on anyone in the future."
Zhao Ji said enviously: "Then you are so happy!"
"What happiness? I don't feel happy at all."
"Why?" Zhao Ji asked puzzledly. "You are young, you don't have to worry about food, clothing and housing. Your life is guaranteed and you don't have to struggle on your own. Aren't you happy?"
“Why don’t I fight?”
"In my opinion, you no longer need to struggle. You have not seen many people working hard for food and clothing, but those people will never reach a living standard like yours. Compared with them, you are much happier. Isn’t that what it is?”
"You don't know me at all. I have wanted to be a novelist or screenwriter since I was a child, but I regretted realizing it too late. I have wasted a lot of time. Now that my wish has not been realized, I am in great pain. How can I be happy?"
"Oh, so you are troubled by this!"
"Yes, life is unsatisfactory nine times out of ten. Everyone has their own pain, but some people are good at relieving and comforting themselves."
After listening to Li Heng's analysis, Zhao Ji sighed and suddenly felt that he was also in pain. Because of his full trust, he also told Li Heng the secret of his unhappy marriage without reservation.
Li Heng listened carefully to what Zhao Ji said calmly, without any expression on his face.
Perhaps in Li Heng's view, there are countless unfortunate marriages like Zhao Ji's, so he is not surprised.
Zhao Ji's divorce experience did not arouse Li Heng's deep sympathy.
Of course, out of politeness, Li Heng followed Zhao Ji and sighed two or three times before suggesting that Zhao Ji go to his place to read the manuscript of his novel.
Zhao Ji agreed immediately. He wanted to see Li Shi, but Li Shi was not there, which disappointed Zhao Ji.
According to the landlady, Li Shi went to the Tusi Tower ruins.
The Tusi Tower ruins are about ten kilometers away from the town.
Li Heng took out the novel manuscript.
Zhao Ji took it and flipped through it casually.
This is an ethical novel about marriage and family. The previous writing was okay, with a strong sense of life, extremely real and natural, and a free, smooth, cheerful, and free spirit.
However, Li Heng did not finish writing the novel.
Looking at the latter part, the writing is indeed careless and scrawled.
Zhao Ji expressed his views frankly to Li Heng.
"Why is it that it ends only half way? When you do something, you have to have a beginning and an end, and you have to do it to the end. Don't be like a monkey trying to move the grain. In the end, there is no gain!"
"Yes, you are right." Li Heng sighed and continued, "I just lack perseverance and perseverance. I have no choice but to keep writing. I don't want to write anymore."
Zhao Ji wanted to say some words of encouragement to Li Heng. Just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by Li Heng.
"I know what you're going to say? Forget it, don't say anything. I'm just a loser."
Li Heng waved his arm, put away the novel manuscript, and threw it casually on the seat next to him.
"I know that if you don't have enough patience and confidence to write novels and be a screenwriter, you won't achieve anything," Li Heng said in a low voice. people."
Li Heng glanced at Zhao Ji.
"Talk about these now, it's just a talk, it won't do anything. We'd better go to the Tusi Tower ruins to find Li Shi!"
So, they went.
