Midsummer of Eden

The next morning, Yin Jueming came down early as usual.The old lady didn't go out today, she stayed at home planting flowers and grass and reading books, but Yin Jueming changed into clothes again and went to the town with Zhang Chi.

Zhang Chi didn't know what he was going to do today, so he hinted vaguely on the way that he was very busy today.Yin Jueming acted as if he didn't need to bother him at all. When he arrived at the workshop, he asked for his car keys, and then drove away in Santana alone.

Zhang Chi stood at the door of the workshop, covering the sun with his hands.Santana and Yin Jueming disappeared at the end of the road, leaving behind a trail of smoke and dust.

He felt like a dream.

It stands to reason that Yin Jueming has only been here for a few days, but Zhang Chi has been a little absent-minded all day long.When Yin Jueming left, he didn't say where he was going, let alone what he was going to do.Zhang Chi was doing his work and recalled the morning, and suddenly felt that Yin Jueming seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.He often had this kind of illusion later on, and he also thought about the reason.Maybe Yin Jueming seemed out of tune with everything here from the very beginning.

Although Arima Town is beautiful.Yin Jueming is also very beautiful.

Yin Jueming is not worth worrying about Zhang Chi.On the third day after arriving in Arima Town, he looked for Xue Mingzhu like a fish in water.

At six o'clock, he also used the landline of Mingzhu Store to call Zhang Chi.

Zhang Chi obviously didn't expect Yin Jueming to call him: "Why is it you?"

The other end of the phone smiled: "Are you almost done? Shall I pick you up?"

Very interesting, Zhang Chi thought.Yin Jueming was in his town, driving his car, to pick him up and go home.

Yin Jueming bought two watermelons and shared them with the old lady after returning with Zhang Chi.After eating and eating, the person disappeared.

Going out to collect clothes at night, Zhang Chi looked at the dark sky, and saw two white and straight legs on the window lattice on the third floor.

Yin Jueming was holding a watermelon, sitting in the window on the third floor with the wind blowing, his legs dangling in the air.Zhang Chi stopped after putting away his clothes, and looked up for a long time.Yin Jueming seemed to be late to take a bite of the particularly sweet melon flesh, his feet were happily entangled together, and he swayed back and forth.

This will be the case for the next few days.Yin Jueming quickly found his own way of entertainment in the town, and quickly became acquainted with Xue Mingzhu, Lan Shan and a group of other young men in their twenties.

After a week, he even got to know Aunt Lin who sells fruit tea at the entrance of the town, and Uncle Li who sells bicycles at the end of the town.

He even brought back an old bike, a permanent one.Stems, wheels and bells are all in perfect condition and beautiful.

Every time the sun goes down, Zhang Chi can always see Yin Jueming coming back from the end of the path by bicycle.At that time, there were afterglow all over the mountains and plains, Yin Jueming seemed to be born from the round sunset, with a smile on his face, and the jingle of the car bell, stirring his soul.

Zhang Chi really wanted to ask Yin Jueming when he would start creating.But every time the words came to his lips, he felt that he had lost his position and could not speak.But he had a vague feeling that Yin Jueming seemed to be waiting for some opportunity, maybe he was adapting?Or do you want to get acquainted with the town first?He is not like a creator, but more like an undisclosed person who travels from afar.

Zhang Chi didn't have any work this day, and the old lady wanted to pick some wild flowers on the mountain.It was too hot, so Zhang Chi didn't let the old lady go out, so he went to the next door and asked Yin Jueming if he wanted to go for a walk on the mountain.

After knocking on the door for a long time, I even ran to the flower garden to see if there were two straight legs hanging from the attic window.

Finally he ran to the side fence and found the bike was gone.Yin Jueming was not at home.

At seven o'clock in the morning, he didn't even eat breakfast, and just disappeared.

Yin Jueming was not at home, so Zhang Chi left him breakfast and went out first.Today the car does not drive in the direction of the town, but on the opposite hillside.

Turning over the hills not far away, the view in the distance is much wider.Maybe it's early, the mountains downhill are surrounded by white clouds, and the mountains in summer are green and lively. At this moment, the sun shines from the east and shines through the sky, and the continuous green and gray mountain roads in the distance are soaked in white clouds.

It rained last night, and it opened to the depths. There is a thin layer of water vapor floating in the mountains, and the air is very thin, but the smell of soil and grass is strong, and there is also a sour, floral fragrance.

Zhang Chi turned off the air conditioner and opened all the windows on all sides to let the wind blow in.

When driving to a ramp, Zhang Chi stopped suddenly.Because he saw a lonely black permanent bicycle parked at the end of the ramp.It looks extremely unreal and out of tune with everything.

He turned off the engine on the side of the road and went down the ramp, his heart pounding, wishing for something to sprout.He hoped that Yin Jueming was below, but also hoped that he was not below.

Zhang Chi has been here before, and walking along the ramp is a river.

The streams in Arima Town extend in all directions, but this river is the widest one.Below this bend, because the mountains have a natural curvature, the area down from the road is the widest area of ​​the river.

After about 10 minutes, Zhang Chi finally went down to the river surface. There were many round stones nearby, and the surrounding trees were shaded, making it very cool.

Pushing aside the shadow of the tree and seeing the figure of Yin Jueming sitting by the river, Zhang Chi suddenly felt that the willows were dark and the flowers were bright.

Yin Jueming didn't notice the approach of others.He sat on a boulder in the shallow water by the river and soaked his feet in the water.The water trickled soundlessly over the instep of his feet, and he had a notebook open on his lap, a metal pen between his fingers.

Yin Jueming bowed his head, and just kept writing on the paper.

The sun came out from the clouds, sparkling on the surface of the river, and the light-like water patterns reflected on Yin Jueming's face, changing from bright to dark.A small red fish swam past his instep, even circling around his ankle.

Zhang Chi didn't know how long he had been watching in the shadow of the tree, many bugs crawled on the back of his hands and clothes, Zhang Chi didn't even notice.

After a while, Yin Jueming looked up at the sky, like a person who has forgotten the time, suddenly stood up in a hurry, looking like he wanted to go back.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Zhang Chi.

Zhang Chi didn't know how long he stood there, his eyes were straight and naked, as bright as waves.He has the naturalness that attracts Yin Jueming, even the silent silence is flamboyant, fiery and unavoidable.

This time he didn't flit as usual, giving Yin Jueming an illusion of tenderness.He stared at Yin Jueming and approached him step by step. He had seen this kind of gaze once before.

Yin Jueming actually knew it.That day, he drank a lot of rum, and looked at Zhang Chi who was smoking in the yard in a daze. With that kind of gaze, just one glance made it difficult for him to look at each other again.

"Zhang... Zhang Chi."

The mist in the air seemed to be thicker. Yin Jueming took a step back, stepped on a smooth stone, and swayed.

Zhang Zhangyan caught him quickly with his hands, straightened him obediently, lowered his head, kept a very close distance to him, and asked him again: "What are you doing here? I can't find you."

I can't find you.

Yin Jueming's heart softened, he knew he was wrong, and he couldn't argue with it.He lowered his head, stared at his toes soaked in the water, and rubbed his feet together.

"Don't run around, there are some animals in this mountain, and you are not familiar with this area. Wherever you want to go, at least I will take you there first." Zhang Chi grabbed his waist, did not relax his hand, with a little strength, let Yin Jueming follow him The traction goes back.

When he was about to step over the stone, the palm simply slid down and grabbed Yin Jueming's hand.

The two climbed from the river to the ground without letting go.

Zhang Chi carried Yin Jueming's bicycle to the trunk, and because there was not enough space, the lid of the trunk was left open.The sun completely rose from the east, and the hazy mist disappeared, replaced by a vast empty mountain scene ahead, which was fascinating.

The flowers and plants on the mountain are distributed differently according to the height.Driving five or six kilometers from my home to the mountain, there is a mountain that has been reclaimed. There are trails walked by people, and there are pools at the heights. It is a good place for outings and mountain climbing.

The two of them climbed along the road and picked many wild flowers along the way. Finally, they stopped in the gazebo in the middle of the mountain. They turned around and looked down. They had a wide field of vision. Large clouds hoarded in the sky cast thick black shadows on the ground.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?" Yin Jueming sat on the bench in the gazebo with his legs curled up, looking at the scenery in front of him, "I just woke up this morning, and I actually went out to watch the sunrise. The air is so good, I want to take a stroll It's not too late to circle back, but I accidentally discovered that river, which is crystal clear and flowing endlessly. By coincidence, I suddenly had many good ideas in my mind..."

When he said this, Zhang Chi ignored him, walked quietly behind him, pressed his shoulder with one hand, bent down and sniffed in his ear, and said in a hoarse voice: "You smell of toilet water. You I have always been afraid of mosquitoes, so I have made plans to stay outside. I have a feeling that you want to hide from me?"

"Shouldn't I hide from you?" Yin Jueming smiled, tilting his head slightly.The lines of his side face are extremely beautiful, taking advantage of the semi-bright mountains and rivers, it looks very ethereal.

Yin Jueming said again: "Zhang Chi, don't invite me."

Zhang Chi thought again: Who recruited whom?

Back home that day, Zhang Chi never went out again.There were many thoughts in his mind, and he was restless.But Yin Jueming went back to his room and didn't come out all afternoon, and he didn't come out until dinner time.He didn't have a good appetite, and he didn't talk much until he left after eating.

Before leaving, Yin Jueming asked Zhang Chi for a pot of sweet wine.He said he liked the taste of the rum, it was charming.

For this reason, Zhang Chi made a special trip to the town the next day to buy a lot of ingredients for making sweet wine.Green plums, apricot pits, and longan are brewed silently.

It takes half a year for the wine to grow.Although Zhang Chi knew that Yin Jueming might not be here long ago when it happened.Or maybe, at that time, he had already set off with the old lady back to Hegang.

Yin Jueming started to create without haste in the second week after he came here.In the previous time, he was not in a hurry, it was more like he settled himself in this strange environment and found a state.Perhaps it was the rushing river that day that made him suddenly enter this state. His thoughts flowed like a fountain. From this day on, he was completely immersed in the creative environment.

In the attic in the morning, I no longer saw the pair of legs hanging from the air, nor heard the seductive voice, especially the pair of eyes that always make people trance, no longer dangling in front of Zhang Chi.

For five consecutive days, except for three meals, Zhang Chi did not see Yin Jueming again.

Zhang Chi often forgets that he is a creator and he is just a craftsman.

Yin Jueming has become completely isolated from the world, obsessed with creation.