The air in the mountains is much fresher than that in the city. Just walking on the mountain road and breathing the fresh air in the forest makes people happy.

Sun Wen takes the lead in the front. His physique, who often exercises, has no trouble carrying a big bag of things. He can also talk and laugh with Yueyue beside him. Yueyue walks on one side empty handed and nods her head from time to time. It seems that their relationship is still a little strange.

Qin Guanglin, who was walking behind, suddenly understood what Sun Wen meant when he said that he couldn't wait.

When the two of them are completely reconciled, if there is no change, they will soon repeat the noisy stage.

However, it had nothing to do with him. The bag on his shoulder was easy to carry at the beginning. Although it was not hard to climb the mountain halfway, his shoulder was always a little sour. Qin Guanglin didn't try to be brave. He stopped to carry it on another shoulder and went on.

Why don't you walk around Qin Guanglin briskly, pick a little flower and pin it on his hair secretly, then take a picture with your mobile phone and take it off again. Qin Dasha doesn't feel it. He laughs when he sees her taking a picture.

"Tired?" She ran back to Qin Guanglin and thought about taking a bottle of water out of her bag

"No, it's not as heavy as you. How can you be tired?"

Qin Guanglin refused the water she handed over and took a few steps forward with her long legs, "see, if I didn't take care of you, I could still walk fast."

"Slow down. I know you're good. I'm not afraid to fall when I walk so fast."

The clouds in the sky are erratic. Sometimes they cover the sun, and then they move away quietly. The sun is covered for a while, and then it falls down and shines on people. Why don't you want to help Qin Guanglin with his umbrella, but you don't want to support yourself after being rejected? Anyway, it's cool and windy today.

"You're home." Qin Guanglin walked for a while and suddenly looked at the deep forest and opened his mouth.

"Ah?" Why not look at him blankly, don't know what it means.

"Don't foxes live in the mountains?" He squeezed his eyes. "I had a dream before that you were a fox spirit with a lot of tails growing behind your buttocks. I rushed to eat me..."

"You are the fox."

Why not wrinkle your nose and express dissatisfaction with his words, "what a messy dream?"

"Hey, hey, hey."

Qin Guanglin looks at it. If she grows a tail and jumps into the woods, then she pulls out an old fox and says it's his father-in-law, it will be fun.

The first half of Mount Chou is not steep, and the mountain road is very flat. It's only at the middle of the mountain that it suddenly becomes rugged. People don't plan to go to the top of Mount Chou. The middle of the mountain is their destination.

Near noon, they had reached the hillside and found a place where someone had put up a tent. They all put down their things and sat on the ground to take a breath.

It's impossible to start cooking at once. No one is willing to work when they just climb up. They all open their bags and find out what to eat. They first make up for it, and then take care of the things they bring when they have a good rest.

Qin Guanglin took him to the next big tree to spread the prepared picnic cloth, put his backpack on and began to dig things. Sun Wen and Yueyue also came together to solve the lunch together.

"Don't move. Take a picture first."

"Yes, don't rush to eat."

Two women are holding mobile phones and turning to find the right angle.

"Cell phone first." Qin Guanglin shrugs to Sun Wen, and the two of them stare at each other, waiting for the two women to finish their work.

It has become a daily habit to take photos before eating, not to mention when having a picnic, it always feels like something is missing if you don't take photos. After two people take photos, the meal begins.

Qin Guanglin was surprised to see that Sun Wen had brought pizza in a big iron box. He and why not only brought some simple and convenient things, such as cakes, bread, fruit drinks, a box of egg tarts, and why not put in a homemade sandwich. He turned around to see other people, but sun Wen was the exception.

"Isn't that great?" Sun Wen proudly took the lid of the iron box to show off, "I searched for the box for a long time before I found it."

"A little bit."

"There's more." Sun Wen took out two cans of beer and said, "ha ha, you certainly don't remember to bring it."

“……”

“……”

Yueyue and why not? Their eyes fell on the beer, and then they looked at the two men respectively.

"Well I have a sore throat. I can't drink it. "

With a dry cough, Qin Guanglin forked up a piece of pineapple with a toothpick and put it into his mouth. He nodded, "it's good for me to eat this."

"Just in time Cough Well, it's really dry and easy to get angry. I don't feel comfortable when you say that. " As if nothing had happened, Sun Wen stuffed the beer back into his backpack and turned to the moon with a smile. "You're hungry. Eat it quickly."

……

"You can have it with him if you want."

After dinner, Qin Guanglin is sitting lazily on the tree. Why don't he lean on him and play with his hand."I don't like it. There's nothing good about it." Qin Guanglin chuckled, "you will be my shield in the future. When I don't want to drink, I will directly say that my girlfriend won't let me, perfect."

"What do I look like to your friends, Dame? "Tigress?"

"They don't want it yet."

"Bang, who wants to be the one who can control his own death every day..." Why don't you think of something, the voice is getting smaller and smaller, and finally smile, no longer make a sound.

Qin Guanglin raised his hand and rubbed her hair. He leaned back against the big tree and looked up slightly.

The luxuriant branches and leaves cover the top of the head, only the tiny sunlight sprinkles from the cracks of the leaves.

The leaves in summer are not as pink and green as they were at the beginning of spring, but a kind of precipitated dark green. The wind is very soft, blowing the branches gently, but not making much sound.

"Do you like it?"

"What?"

"Do you like it like this?"

"Very good, of course."

"I like it, too." Qin Guanglin holds her gently shaking, "we can often come out to play."

Why not turn a white eye quietly, "I think you will stay at home and don't want to move, too lazy to go out."

"It's your favorite home."

"I'm just staying for a while."

"It depends who doesn't want to move." Qin Guanglin got up and pulled over his backpack, and took out his pencil and picture folder.

"What are you doing?" Why not watch him move curiously.

"Draw." He shook his pencil and felt that she had asked a piece of rubbish.

"Nonsense, I'm asking you what to draw."

"Guess what."

"Still learning from me?" Why don't you lie on Qin Guanglin's back, reach out and grope around his waist, "say it or not?"

"Don't make trouble. You'll see."

Pencil on the paper quickly sketch, blue sky, trees, hillsides, grasslands, streams, as well as two nestled together under the tree back, a little bit is outlined.

Breeze, willow swing, branches green cicadas call, streams long.

Qin Guanglin looked back at her and said with a smile, "turn around and I'll see what the pattern is on the back of your clothes."

"Oh."

Why don't you just stand up and turn around and see him nodding, then come and watch him continue to draw.

Seeing half of it, she turned to look around and whispered to Qin Guanglin, "I want to kiss you."

"Acting is not acting." Qin Guanglin wrote a meal, thought about it: "but you can force me."

"Then when you're done, we'll go behind the tree."