Let's walk together for the rest of our lives. If the host says to leave, she will leave.

Qiao Yu took each step with one thought, his steps slow but firm.

If there really are gods in this world, Qiao Yu would like to ask you for a favor.

He had a lover named Gu Ling, a girl who made him fall in love with her at first sight.

Su Wen knew that the soul was the foundation of a person, and he was willing to exchange his soul for a chance to stay with Gu Ling forever.

Gods and Buddhas in the sky, if you heard it, could you give him a response when he finishes walking up the 6,500 steps?

……

Gu Ling turned on the TV and watched it for a while. The sound from the TV echoed in the empty hall. It did not add any liveliness to the house, but instead highlighted a sense of loneliness.

She walked to the balcony. There were white clouds floating in the blue sky and people were coming and going downstairs, making it very lively.

Big festive red lanterns were hung under the eaves of the ancient city, and people on the streets were chatting and laughing in bright clothes.

If it was Qiao Yu who came to paint, he would definitely only see this ancient city, and he would clear the crowds from the painting, leaving only the ancient city.

The strange thing is that he clearly removed the crowds, but looking at his paintings one can tell that many people once walked this street, and one can imagine the prosperity of this street out of thin air.

This is also an important reason why Qiao Yu's landscape paintings stand out.

Gu Ling looked past the bustling crowd and towards the distant mountains.

The peak of the distant mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist, and the famous Lanruo Temple is on it.

Now, Qiao Yu should have just reached the foot of the mountain.

Well, it will take a long time for him to come back.

Gu Ling was stunned for a while, went to the room to find painting tools, and sat on the balcony to paint.

Her painting skills are already very sophisticated. Although her skills are not as advanced as Qiao Yu's, they are still delicate.

She is different from Qiao Yu. Qiao Yu paints scenery, but she paints people.

There is an elderly couple living downstairs on the opposite building. Their hair is all white and the years have left traces of age on their faces.

Every time they look at each other and smile, the "annual rings" become deeper, giving people the feeling that they seem to have become a little younger.

It is true that a smile makes you look ten years younger.

Gu Ling used the winding branches of flowers on the balcony to block the faces of the two elderly people, leaving only their silver hair and clenched hands exposed.

As time passed, the clouds in the sky became thicker, and the white clouds turned into dark clouds, blocking the blue sky.

Gu Ling looked up at the sky and murmured softly, "It's going to rain."

……

Qiao Yu didn’t know how much time had passed, when suddenly a temple shrouded in clouds appeared before his eyes.

The courtyard walls are vermilion, the tiles are black, the air is filled with the scent of incense and candles, and the sound of chanting can be heard faintly from the temple.

It seems to calm one's mind in an instant.

He stepped onto the last step and walked towards the temple gate. The young monk guarding the gate clasped his hands together and chanted "Amitabha".

"Are you here to pray or to worship Buddha?"

“Pray.”

He followed the little monk inside. Behind the door was a large courtyard with a huge incense burner placed in the courtyard. Wisps of green smoke slowly rose up and merged with the surrounding mist.

Suddenly, a chill fell on my cheeks.

Qiao Yu stopped and looked up at the sky. The sky was covered by thick clouds and dense rain was falling from the sky.

Gu Ling hated rainy days like this the most, because every Qingming Festival, she always had to visit Ye Zhi, and Qingming Festival was always rainy, which added to the loneliness.

"Donor? It's raining. Let's go in quickly!"

Qiao Yu quickly followed the little monk and arrived at a large hall.

There are several Buddha statues enshrined in the hall. The faces of the gods and Buddhas are compassionate, and there are endless Buddhist chants all around, and the sound of rain is blocked out.

There are not many pilgrims today, only a few come in occasionally.

Most of them knelt on the cushion for a few minutes, silently recited their wishes in their hearts, kowtowed devoutly a few times, and then hurried away.

It is raining today, so the cable car will stop running early, and they have to take the cable car down the mountain before that.

Qiao Yu was the only one who had been kneeling for two hours and had not yet stood up.

The monk next to him noticed Qiao Yu, and there was a bit of compassion on his chubby face, similar to that of the Buddha statue.

"Donor, the Buddha has heard your prayer. It is not easy to go up the mountain, and after kneeling for so long, it must be even more difficult to go down the mountain. Donor, please leave quickly."

Qiao Yu opened his eyes and looked towards the source of the sound: "The rain outside hasn't stopped yet, just think of me as taking shelter from the rain."

"The rain will fall when it's supposed to fall, and it will stop when it's supposed to stop. If you wait any longer, you may not wait until the rain stops, but you will definitely miss the cable car."

The monk walked to the corner of the hall, found an umbrella, and then walked to Qiao Yu.

"Now, the donor doesn't have to wait for the rain to stop."

Qiao Yu's gaze paused on the umbrella for two seconds, then he looked up at the monk: "If I don't wait for the rain to stop, can I make it stop?"

The monk smiled faintly and said nothing. He moved the umbrella closer to him. When he saw that Qiao Yu did not take it, he spoke.

"If you hold an umbrella over your head, the rain will stop. When the rain stops, you can still take the cable car. It's the best of both worlds. Isn't that wonderful?"

Qiao Yu was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled.

He staggered to his feet, and the monk steadied his shaking body. He said gently, "Thank you."

Qiao Yu took the umbrella, opened it at the door, and walked into the rain.

The fine raindrops fell on the umbrella, making a slight sound of dripping. He took two steps, and the rain on the ground swayed and wet his shoes.

He turned around with his umbrella in hand, and saw the fat monk had returned to his original position with his brows lowered.

Qiao Yu said again: "Thank you."

Then he left Lanruo Temple.

He arrived at the right time and just caught the last cable car. When he got down the mountain, the rain had just stopped.

……

Qiao Yu returned to his residence, went to the bathroom to take a shower and change clothes, then gently opened the door and walked to the bed in the dark.

He sat down gently on the edge of the bed, and the soft mattress sank. He paid attention to Gu Ling's movements. Fortunately, Gu Ling was not woken up by him until he lay down.

He closed his eyes but couldn't fall asleep. He approached Gu Ling cautiously, raising and lowering his hand.

After a while, he said two words in a very low voice.

The first sentence: "Ling Ling, see you tomorrow."

Second sentence: "Do you like me a little more today?"

It is said that a day without seeing each other feels like three years, and a short separation is better than a new marriage, so Gu Ling should like him more, right?

Qiao Yu convinced himself and closed his eyes contentedly.

A familiar force wrapped around his waist, and a lazy voice sounded in the darkness: "Yes."

Today, Gu Ling likes Qiao Yu a little bit more.

Qiao Yu gently rubbed Gu Ling's arms: "Did I wake you up?"

"No, I didn't sleep."

At this time of day usually, Gu Ling would have gone to bed.

Gu Ling said: "I can't sleep if you don't come back."

Qiao Yu remembered what the monk had said. If he waited for the rain to stop, he would miss the cable car and Gu Ling would go to bed even later.

He didn't know when the rain would stop, but the umbrella was right in front of him. He should pick up the umbrella and the rain would stop.

He didn't know when Gu Ling would leave, but Gu Ling was by his side, and he should stay with her so that they could spend more time together.

"Ling Ling, I don't think Lancheng is fun. Let's go to the next place."

"it is good."

"Where do you want to go?"

"I want to go anywhere, as long as I'm with you."

Today, after Qiao Yu left, the whole house became quiet.

It was a clear, sunny morning, but it suddenly started to rain. It seemed that Qiao Yu's departure had taken away the sunshine, leaving only dark clouds.

This rainy and grey day is a scene that Qiao Yu would never paint.

In his paintings, even on gloomy and rainy days, his bright eyes can find bright colors in the corners.

It makes people feel that this terrible rainy day is not completely useless.

As long as I'm with Qiao Yu.

Because Qiao Yu is a very beautiful scenery.

……

They left Lancheng and headed for their next tourist destination.

Most of these places were places Qiao Yu had been to, and he had a little selfish motive.

In the past, he traveled all over the country alone, but now with Gu Ling, the figure traveling alone in the past will overlap with them now, so he won't be lonely anymore.

The painting that Gu Ling drew in Lancheng was discovered by Qiao Yu.

That day, the two had just found a new place to live, and Gu Ling was taking a nap in a rocking chair.

Qiao Yu walked over and squatted beside the rocking chair, lying on Gu Ling's thighs and gently pulling the corner of her clothes.

"Ling Ling, do you like drawing figures?"

Gu Ling grabbed his hand and held it, nodding.

Qiao Yu said: "Well, can you draw me in the future? You haven't drawn me yet, and I'm curious about what kind of person I am in your eyes."

"It's the sunshine." Gu Ling's fingertips stroked the corners of Qiao Yu's eyes, "It's the spring sunshine."