At the thought of going to accompany Ji Rufeng to eat stinky tofu and Maodan again, Zhao Jian has the impulse to run. It's not that she's delicate and affectable, but that she simply can't appreciate it.

Nowadays, however, people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

The car got off the southern suburb highway and drove onto a small road not far away. The windows of the car slid down and the smell of grass came from the outside. The blue sky and white clouds, the pastoral songs, let people relax.

After driving a little further, Zhao Jian stopped Ji Rufeng, took down some of her small tools, measured the temperature, humidity and so on, looked at the terrain, and made a record in her notebook. Then she went on.

All the way back and forth to stop and measure, Zhao Jian busy, Ji Rufeng took the camera from the car to take photos, busy for a long time, the two people lie on the roadside grass rest, the sun is warm, Zhao Jane is a bit sleepy.

"I remember when I was very young, my mother took me for an outing, as if it was the same, looking up at the blue sky and white clouds, surrounded by birds and flowers, so beautiful."

"And now?" Ji Rufeng asked.

"Now?" Zhao Jian thought about it, and a trace of desolation rose from her lips. "There is nothing left."

Ji Rufeng speechless, pursed lips, did not speak.

Two people lie on the grass. One looks at the clouds in the sky dejectedly. The memory seems to go back more than 20 years ago. The other looks at the peach tree in full bloom not far away and sighs. The stars are changing day by day and night. Nothing is unchangeable.

Neither of them spoke any more. Just as Zhao Jian was in a trance and was about to close her eyes, she heard a "boom" from the sky.

Zhao Jian was stunned, "what's the sound?"

Ji Rufeng was stunned for a moment, but he couldn't reflect it.

Then, there was another bang, a bolt from the blue.

"Damn it, it's thundering!" Ji Rufeng jumped up from the grass, unbelievable.

The voice just fell, and the sky turned from sunny to overcast. Before Zhao Jian got up from the ground, big raindrops fell from the sky. For a moment, both of them were silly.

It's only March and April now. It's raining so hard!

"Run

Ji Rufeng shouts, grabs the things on the ground, drags Zhao Jian and runs to the car. It's just that the rain is so heavy that they are instantly wet. They can hardly see anything clearly. They run back to the car with one foot deep and the other shallow. They are all wet.

Spring rain with cool let Zhao Jian a little shiver, she took a breath and said: "that poem how to read, spring thunder bursts, summer rain and snow, heaven and earth together, but dare with Jun Jue!"

"What is it? It's called mountain without edge, river exhausted, thunder and earthquake in winter, rain and snow in summer, heaven and earth united, but dare to be separated from you Ji Rufeng wiped his face and gave a serious explanation.

After that, there was a moment of silence in the carriage, looking at each other. It seemed that there was a sentence that dares to circulate with Jun Jue infinitely. After a pause, they moved their eyes as if nothing had happened to them. It seemed that only in this way can they not say the words they said solemnly.

Ji Rufeng has the habit of preparing clothes in the car. He rummages in the box under the seat of the car, finds two sets of clothes, and throws one of them a little thicker to Zhao Jian. With a long hand, he takes off his T-shirt and throws it in the box at his feet. He takes a towel and wipes the clean clothes on the cover. His hands fall on the belt and is about to press it down. Suddenly, Zhao Jian's voice comes from his side .

"Ji Rufeng, what do you want?"

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