"Did you go to Qiandao Lake when you were in Putuo?" She guessed that it was the one who lived near Putuo.

"Yes." At that time, when the three-year-old disaster passed, his father took him all over Zhejiang.

"Why do you want to take me there?"

"There used to be thousands of mountains, not thousands of islands. There are ancient towns and ancient cities underwater."

When he first saw her, he didn't know his past life, and flashed this place in his mind. He lived there when he was a child, and wanted to take this sister to enjoy the scenery.

But now, there are more memories.

That year, he took Zhaozhao from Chaisang to Luojia Mountain. After several days of travel, in order to avoid people’s eyes and ears, the two of them took a long detour without Linhai County, passing through Ye Township at the foot of Qianshan Mountain. When an official greeted her, he took her to dodge again and moved into a private house.

There is a small courtyard, which was set up for Shen Ce by the subordinates who accompanied each other in life and death. Shen Ce himself had never been there.

In Yexiang, there are naturally many people with the surname Ye, but the plaque there is "Deep House". The "shen" that was taken was hidden at the foot of Qianshan, and the word "deep" was used. And another purpose is to not want people to disturb you.

Beside the midsummer water, she embraced the jade pillow, watching the tails of golden koi play in the shallow pond, and asked, "Brother, you are a hero, and you have to hide your whereabouts from Chaisang to Putuo. What are you hiding?" He knew that she was very smart, and he had seen that he was walking on thin ice every day, hiding from the plot to ambush. The beauty was drunk, undressed him, and counted the wounds on his body: "It shines on the Shen family and guards the people of the river, but who will protect you."

He pressed her person to his chest: "Worried about brother?"

Shen Ce faced the night sky and saw the moon in the sky, Zhaozhao was lying quietly on his chest, admiring the moon in the water: "The king of the river, contempt for the royal family, proud of the family, both literary and martial, but Zhuang Kexie, a general guards the river, gallops It is admired by the world. The enemy is afraid of it, the people admire it, and women have it in their hearts. Brother, you have lived your life in vain, so what am I worried about?"

"One more thing to add," she whispered in his ear, "the civil servants hate it, and the military ministers envy it. It's definitely not good."

He laughs.

The person in his arms will not sleep, and he is full of doubts, and he is jealous of this house.

"This house is hidden under Qianshan Mountain. Which beauties was it prepared for?" He would be sour when he was drunk. This was his Zhao Zhao.

He didn't say a word, and when she fell into a dream, he replied in a low voice, "Shen family beauty."

In this world, other than your Shen family beauty, who else can enter the deep house of Qianshan, who can wear all Shen Ce's clothes?

That was the king of rivers and waters, who watched the beacon fires during the day, and hid in the Ye Township of Qianshan for one night.

Now the stars have moved, and thousands of mountains have become thousands of islands. Ye Xiang was buried underwater and no one could see him.

Shen Ce turned back and exhaled a faint white mist that surrounded her: "The sun is about to disappear, take a look."

She shook her head.

"Take a look with your brother."

He knew she was shaken.

The heat on the back was removed, and the girl's gentle breath appeared. The breath of winter has color, it is white. She is watching with him.

"If you like watching snow, I will take you into the snow-capped mountains." She said that there is no shortage of snow here.

"The most beautiful snow is still on Mount Lu," he laughed. "The frost and snow pressing on Mount Lu is a masterpiece of heaven."

Seeing the snow on Mount Lu, it will be unforgettable in a lifetime.

The snow on Mount Lu is an ink painting, the undulating mountains are full of white and black, the towers in the snow, the valleys in the snow, the Qiongzhi Yushu, and the white sea of ​​​​clouds cover the boundaries of the sky.

"Chai Sang's beauty is nowhere to be found," he said softly.

She guessed that he was referring to the current Chaisang, near the urban area of ​​Mount Lu. didn't think about it.

He was talking about the ancient Chai Sang, which is surrounded by mountains and rivers. Lushan is the mountain, and the Yangtze River is the water.

The Qiandao Lake mentioned by Shen Ce is fascinating because of its underwater ancient city. There are stories.

Here in Qiandao Lake, the most worth seeing are the houses and European-style castles that appear on the island from time to time. Also because of the story.

Zhaozhao told him about the love that every distant tourist must listen to when they come here. The love a hundred years ago, a man bought a small island here and built an ancient castle to give his wife. The owner was so heartbroken that he donated the unfinished castle and island to the country and never set foot on the island.

This story is too old to be repeated over and over again, but everyone is happy to hear it and to pass it on by word of mouth.

People always tend to be kind and warm.

"In the future, I will also build you a—" she thought about it, "a house." For Chinese people, a house is better.

The man carrying her was silent for a while: "Okay, I'll wait."

When she came, she was anxious to arrive before dark, and she never rested.

It will not be so fast to go back at night. The journey will take a long time. She wants to find a rest area first.

Shen Ce blew the cold wind at this time, sobered up a lot, felt sorry for her to drive the car for so long, and wanted to drive for her for a while. "Come on, many road signs are only in French, you can't understand." Zhaozhao insisted on driving by himself.

She found the nearest rest area, washed her face in the bathroom, and came out to see Shen Ce chatting with a strange man. The two of them each had a cup of hot chocolate and rested in front of a row of empty seats by the glass. Shen Ce still had a cup in hand for her.

Zhaozhao didn't notice anything when he got out of the bathroom, but when he got close, he looked at him in surprise. He was speaking French, and he was chatting with the man about the Olympics that Montreal had hosted, and the resulting increase in tobacco taxes.

After the stranger left, she sat across from him and asked in Chinese, "What are you talking about?"

"Talk about tax," he said. "Tax is a very interesting topic. You can understand the main tax collectors in this country, you can see the level of economic development, and you can best understand the real life of ordinary people."

He pushed her hot cocoa, bought next to timhortons.

She asked softly, in French, "Still pretending? Pretend you don't know French?"

Shen Ce expressed his innocence: "It's you who wronged me, I didn't say it."

quibble. As soon as Zhaozhao thought about how many times he would take care of someone who "doesn't speak French", he ignored him.

Shen Ce took the phone out of his coat and was studying it.

"Shen Yan bought it for me," he explained when he saw her staring at him, "the one I used more than three years ago didn't turn on, and many friends lost contact." Take care of others.

She was the only one on the phone.

"It's a pity," she drank hot cocoa, "in case you have a confidante, you've evaporated from the world for so long, and people will ignore you."

He put the phone away again: "It's hard to say, there will always be a long-term relationship."

Zhaozhao was blocked back, and it was difficult to choke. It was he who said it to his confidante first.

When the two returned to the car, Zhaozhao wanted to remind him to take medicine and get some sleep, otherwise he might not be able to take care of him on the road.

But after the two of you came to me to bicker, no one spoke first. She adjusted her seat belt and wanted to admit defeat. The man beside her said first, "I have a younger sister, and I read French for her."

It's her sister again, she thinks of the cousin who Shen Ce changed her name for...

"I didn't know her well in the past, and I knew she was studying in Montreal." He looked for water and took medicine. "I think I have learned it, and I will talk about it later."

Zhaozhao didn't say a word, took the mineral water bottle from his hand and stuffed him with a thermos.

She started the car, let the air conditioner warm the car, and the hot air was blown out from several rows of small grids. Blow on him, blow on yourself.

"But that little sister was only thirteen years old then," she said softly, "I don't believe you when you say you like her."

"Yeah, too small," he admitted, "but she's so pretty that anyone who sees her will like her. I'm a vulgar too."

She smiled on her face, and Shen Ce looked in her eyes.

"Take you somewhere," she said happily.

Shen Ce's physical condition could at most go to Qiandao Lake, no matter how far he is afraid he won't be able to bear it. Zhao Zhao took him to a nearby rest area. He was not allowed to get out of the car first, and went to the trunk to pull out his ski suit and force him to put it on. He was restrained in her clothes, small, but warm. She whispered: "Obviously dress, I don't dislike it."

She took his hand and went to the wooden fence to look for the small animals raised here.

They are afraid of the cold after dark and do not want to show their heads. Zhaozhao bought a handful of miscellaneous grains to feed animals at the vending machine, and was disappointed.

Before turning around to leave, a deer appeared and trotted to Zhaozhao. Zhaozhao grabbed Shen Ce's hand, poured all the grains into his palm, and led him to feed the deer.

Shen Ce was a little helpless, and the two adults drove to a rest area to feed the deer.

"I'll buy it for you again." She thought he was happy to feed it.

Coin, buy, coin, buy, repeat several times.

Shen Ce's palm was drenched by the deer, and thought again, could it be that he shot too many deer when he went hunting in the southern border in his last life, and he has to pay it back in this life? However, seeing Zhao Zhao playing so involved, he was happy to cooperate.

Drive carefully on Zhaozhao Ye Road, it is already midnight when you arrive in Montreal.

When she woke Shen Ce up, she was not downstairs at home, but outside the hotel where Shen Ce stayed the first night.

"I called Shen Yan," she said, "and said I couldn't go back today."

He also asked Auntie and Shen Yan to pack up clean clothes and bring them over in advance. It's rare to get along for a few days, and I don't want to be disturbed by others. I leave my home for the young couple and children.

The car was handed over to the hotel manager. After the two entered the room, Shen Ce fell asleep first.

Zhaozhao soaked a towel in hot water, wiped his hands and face, peeled him clean, left a pair of underwear on his body, wiped him here and there, and then wrapped him with a quilt. In the dead of night, he just lay dazed on the quilt beside him and stared at him.

Looking at his hands, the nails have grown a little, and she rummaged through her bag. The old aunt at home is a life detailer, and she has custody, and she found the nail clippers. She crossed her knees under the lamp and trimmed his nails one by one.

Just like last night, holding him and sleeping soundly.

The next day, she insisted on going to the Japanese barbecue restaurant where the two met for the first time.

Coincidentally, among the cooks, it was the man who served them that night. Zhaozhao leaned on Shen Ce and ordered with him. The chef suddenly smiled and said in Chinese, "I want to laugh today."

"You actually speak Chinese." Zhaozhao smiled in surprise.

"Yeah. You didn't say a word that day, and he ordered in English. I'm still guessing your nationality." The chef laughed, suddenly pouring oil, and a fire burst into flames. Zhaozhao exclaimed, knowing that he was placed by the chef, and they were deliberately diverting their attention to surprise them. The chef called a girl in a kimono, the one who persuaded Shen Ce not to order more that night.

Shen Ce gave the impression that night as a poor man who "faces being abandoned", but today is "the rest of his life, recovering his love". Zhaozhao is the "heartless girl"... So, the chef and the girl took great care of Shen Ce, and before leaving, they brought them to the door, and specially gave them a special lottery ticket for the next time.

"I won't dare to come again in the future," Zhaozhao looked back at the dark red shop sign and whispered to him, "If you come with a male classmate, I'm afraid of being misunderstood and abandoned." Maybe female classmates too.

Back at the hotel, the aunt came to help her disinfect the bathroom and bathtub.

Zhaozhao ran hot water for him. The hotel had a big air conditioner. She was wearing soft short-sleeves and sweatpants. When staying in a hotel room, one must obey other people's rules.

Aunt incense ash helped to lay it out, she put some fragrant wood scraps and warmed it up.Familiar aroma, Dengliumei agarwood.

The curtains were closed to block out the afternoon light.

She turned around and saw that Shen Ce had almost taken off.After he fell asleep, she stripped him off more than once or twice, to apply medicine, to wipe himself, without realizing anything.It was a clear and clear sky at the moment, and in the afternoon, looking at each other, she felt that something was wrong.Very inappropriate.

"You're not afraid of the cold when you put on a bathrobe." She didn't know when she arrived in Shen Ce's arms, and was fascinated by the beauty, "I told you..." What word is good, good-looking?nice?Prettier?"Does it look good?"

"Said."

She hid him in her heart, Chang Wei was sullen, what bastard didn't she say?A lot of shit has been done.