Seeing Zhao Ji's silence, Li Heng kept changing the topic and found content that both of them were interested in. You say something to me, chatting casually all over the world.
For example, travel experiences, music types, food experiences, sports hobbies, movie reviews, social circles, consumption concepts, artistic creation, social etiquette...
During the chat, Zhao Ji felt that Li Heng, a young man, was personable, honest, honest, neither rude nor unruly, and was honest but not wild. Broad interests, lofty ambitions, clear goals, and a calm mind.
But it is a pity that he is lazy and sings behind closed doors. He lacks tenacity and inner enthusiasm. He just takes things as they come and enjoys the success.
The breath of youth on him did not emerge like a fountain, but only flashed with gentle brilliance.
Li Heng is smart and cute, but he doesn't know how to work hard. Zhao Ji could not imagine what his situation would be like when he reached his prime.
Become a novelist or screenwriter... You cannot become a novelist or screenwriter without hard and persistent creation... You must know that becoming famous and starting a family is simply impossible without hard training.
No one can succeed casually.
And it is simply not easy to do it after a lot of hard work.
Zhao Ji looked at Li Heng's unbearable expression and listened to his lazy words.
I thought to myself: "No! He will not be tireless in his work, and he will not be dedicated to solving hardships and eating indifferently. He will only be comfortable and enjoy himself, and be leisurely."
Despite this, it was impossible for Zhao Ji not to like him. He had the same interests and hobbies with him, and his heart was simply attracted to Li Heng, and he was also impressed by Li Heng's handsomeness.
The two of them were chatting and laughing.
After a while, I sat indoors on the sofa, watching TV, eating melon seeds, and drinking tea brought by the landlady.
After a while, I sat on the roof again and enjoyed the panoramic view of the town.
After a while, he was in the small courtyard again, sitting on the bamboo leisure chair. He stood up and walked around slowly, talking, setting up a dragon gate array, and teasing the pet little black dog.
They chatted together for about four hours and spent an unforgettable time together. During these four hours, the two finally became close friends.
The sun has set, and the sunset in the sky is like a rainbow, beautiful and dazzling, giving people a brand new feeling.
Zhao Ji said: "It's time for me to go back."
Li Shi went to Aunt Lily's place for a whole afternoon, but she hasn't come back yet.
"Look, my sister Ashi is just a wild little wild devil. I really spoiled her!"
Li Heng said lightly.
"Zhao Ji, you are leaving now, let me see you off! We happened to drop by Aunt Lily's place on the way. Let's go and see if Li Shi went to her place? What if she hid somewhere else to play? "
"convenient?"
“Convenient, no detours required.”
Of course Zhao Ji is willing, he has been asking for it for a long time!
Just leave.
They descended dozens of steps, walked onto a wide street, and then turned into a narrow, winding alley.
Stopped in front of a four-story off-white building with windows as white as jade.
This is a plain and exquisite European-style building, built according to the hillside terrain, with each floor recessed inwards.
Although this entire building looks shabby, it is decorated with carvings and is particularly sentimental.
There are two thick cement columns below to support it. It has a pointed roof with glazed tiles and a top floor that partially sticks out like an eagle's beak. It looks like a huge, hunched-backed eagle.
"Li Shi, Li Shi! Are you there?"
Li Heng held his hands in the shape of a trumpet and shouted in a loud baritone downstairs that the entire building could hear. Many residents opened their windows and looked down to see who was shouting.
"Don't yell so loudly, just call her!"
Zhao Ji quickly stopped him.
"It's okay. Just shouting will intimidate Li Shi! Otherwise, she won't be allowed to listen."
Li Heng said disapprovingly.
really.
At this time, on the third floor, a small carved window made of aluminum alloy squeaked, and the window was pushed open.
Then they saw Li Shi's little black head looking down, with her long hair hanging down.
The head of an elderly woman is revealed behind Li Shi. I saw that she had silver hair, an oval face, a face full of wrinkles, a little dark, and a pair of eyes that were not too big.
"Brother, stop shouting, I'm here!" Li Shi replied, leaning her elbows on the small window sill coquettishly, "I'll throw a flower down for you, catch it quickly."
He said loudly and threw hard.
Li Heng looked next and saw a geranium flower.
"Where did this come from?"
"This is a potted plant in Aunt Lily's house. She allowed me to pick it."
Li Shi's voice sounded from upstairs: "The geranium flower means to be by your side, so just assume that I am your sweetheart!"
Aunt Lily laughed behind Li Shi.
"Well, Li Shi, Zhao Ji is going back." Li Heng said, "Come down quickly, he wants to say goodbye to you."
"Really? You're back so soon!" Li Shi said, "That's it! Brother, give him my geranium flower. I'll be down right away."
She closed the small window with a bang, and hugged Aunt Lily before leaving.
Li Heng silently handed the geranium flower to Zhao Ji.
Zhao Ji accepted it happily.
Seeing Li Shi coming, Zhao Ji thanked her. Silently holding the flower in his right hand, he held it high in front of his chest.
The three of them walked towards the street. Zhao Ji shook hands with Li Heng and said goodbye. When he reached out to Li Shi, she was still shy and avoided it. So Zhao Ji waved his hand and said goodbye to her.
Zhao Ji took the car back to his residence. During this process, he didn't think about anything.
However, when Zhao Ji got out of the car and walked on the road, he felt a strange heavy feeling in his heart. Suddenly there was a strong and familiar smell that was rare in this foreign place, which surprised Zhao Ji.
Zhao Ji stopped and saw a small wild flower growing by the roadside, swaying in the breeze.
The smell of wild flowers instantly reminded Zhao Ji of his hometown, arousing strong nostalgia in his heart.
"What am I doing here and why am I wandering around here?"
Zhao Ji shouted loudly in his heart.
As a result, he felt a deathly heavy feeling in his heart, which suddenly turned into a painful and burning excitement, and he walked back to his residence with a completely different mood from yesterday.
He suddenly felt that he was almost bored, restless, and irritable. His mood was like a kite flying high in the sky, and he could not calm down for a long time.
He was troubled by an anguish of which he did not understand.
Despite this, the air in the small town inside the mountains was really fresh, and he liked walking here.
Zhao Ji opened the door of the inn, sat down at the table by the window, and placed the geranium flower on the table. He thought of his slutty and cheating ex-wife again... He would think of her every day as usual.
At this time, the phone suddenly dinged. Zhao Ji took a look and saw a text message from his ex-wife displayed on the screen.
However, Zhao Ji didn't even bother to read the content, and his thoughts immediately turned to other aspects.
Zhao Ji began to think... He thought of the beautiful and naughty Li Shi.
He suddenly remembered that during the conversation with Li Heng, he had hinted to Zhao Ji that he wanted to make friends with Li Shi, but that was difficult.
He felt that Li Heng was blocking his contact with Li Shi...
"Come on, could she be his sister?"
Zhao Ji roared loudly in his heart.
He drank a glass of cold water, took off his coat, put on his pajamas, lay on the bed, rested his head on his hands, and tried to fall asleep.
However, I couldn't fall asleep.
After more than an hour, he sat up from the bed again, leaned against the head of the bed, held one elbow behind his head, and thought again about this "willful girl with an unnatural smile..."
"Her body and waist are so soft and slender. As long as you hold it tightly, the slender figure will appear slim and exquisite. It looks like..."
"Like what?"
"Like the oil portraits created by the Italian painter Raphael Santi. The posture is elegant, the eyes are bright, the face is beautiful, serene and slightly smiling."
Zhao Ji whispered to himself.
"Yes, she is not his sister...there must be fraud in this."
The text message from my ex-wife has been displayed on the phone screen. The handwriting appeared frosty black under the screen light.
Zhao Ji saw the geranium flower on the table. I thought that Li Shi had transferred the flowers to him through her brother. What would that mean?
