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At dawn, the other two teams of sunrise watchers started to pack their things and go down the mountain. Only Xiaoji and Jiang Linlin were left on the mountain.After standing quietly for a while, Xiaoji said: "My comic book serialization is over, the story is over, I am a little sad."

"The story always ends."

"That was my imagination. I used a story to fill in the gap of ten years." Xiaoji said.

"It's time to end, the fantasy has become reality, and there is no need for stories anymore."

"So I was looking for a new story, and now I seem to have found it."

"Then, I'll look forward to it."

The two gave up the distant scenery, turned around and packed up the tent to prepare to go down the mountain.The mountain road during the day is easier to walk than at night, but the two of us will go down to the foot of the mountain in half an hour.At the foot of the mountain, on the big rock standing near the water pool, there is a bright red faintly visible in the grass. Xiaoji pushed through the grass and saw two people sitting side by side. The one in red was obviously a crazy woman.Xiaoji only glanced at the crazy woman, and then was attracted by the people around the crazy woman.His back is a bit bent, his shoes are in tatters, and he has a wooden stick in his hand.Xiaoji walked over and came in front of the two of them.

When the lunatic saw Xiaoji, she laughed foolishly.The person next to him asked, "What are you laughing at? Who's here?"

The lunatic still laughed.Xiaoji said, "Sir, you are getting old."

"Oh? Are you an old friend?"

"Yes, I have been looking for you for a long time."

"Find me?"

"You don't remember me?" Xiaoji asked.

"Old man, I am blind, and I don't remember anyone."

It was only then that Xiaoji noticed that the fortune teller had kept his eyes closed. When he said this, he deliberately opened his eyes. His eye sockets were dirty white, with no black eyeballs and no focal length.

"Sir, what have you experienced in the past few years?" Xiaoji asked.

"My fortune-teller is just an ordinary person, eating, drinking, lassing, birth, old age, sickness and death. It's just a glimpse of the secret, and now the retribution is coming." The fortune-teller's eyes closed again, "Little brother, why did you find me?"

"Ten years ago at Sulai Temple, you stopped me and said that I was born with evil spirits, and I could kill my relatives. I didn't listen to you, and my parents passed away the next day. I always thought it was my fault, and I couldn't let go of this past."

"Little brother from Sulai Temple?" The fortune teller fell into memory, the voices of people stopped, and only the singing of birds remained in the mountains.After a while, the fortune teller spoke again: "Little brother, did someone die in your family when you were born?"

"My grandfather."

"That's right, your evil spirit was taken away at that time. No matter how fierce a person is, he can't kill all the family members, not to mention your evil spirit is not so strong. As for your parents, everyone has their own fate."

After listening to Xiaoji, he pulled Jiang Linlin over and asked the fortune teller, "Mr., can you do a fortune teller for him?"

The fortune teller pointed to his eyes and said, "Old man, I can't count now, young man, you just go as soon as you have a way in the future, what are you afraid of."

Jiang Linlin asked: "What is the old man's plan for the future?"

"I don't have any plans, just take one step at a time. There's still a companion here, what's there to worry about?" The fortune-teller pulled the lunatic woman and laughed, "It's strange to say that this friend has been with me for two days, and he never left me. Look at me."

"Maybe it is." Jiang Linlin said.

Xiaoji invites the fortune teller to have breakfast at home, but the fortune teller refuses, so Xiaoji gives up and says goodbye to the two.Cut through the grass and go out, turn around, the redness has disappeared again, and you can only see the black back next to you when you distinguish carefully.Xiaoji and Jiang Linlin walked away step by step.Walked through the Akita Bridge, walked into the Akita Pu Garden, and walked through the layers of blooming flowers.There was a lot of dew on the two of them, and they dried in the sun after a while. Although the morning sun was soft but powerful.

Walking into Jiang's yard, Zhizhi was playing in the yard with the child in her arms, saw Xiaoji and Jiang Linlin and asked, "Why are you two here?"

"I'm here if I have nothing to do." Jiang Linlin walked towards Zhizhi, and carefully took the child from Zhizhi's arms.The child is a little fatter, and the flesh on his face is pouting, which is really cute.

Xiaoji also came to tease the children, Jiang Xia's eyes were wide open, but he didn't look at the two of them.Xiaoji asked, "Can he see people?"

"Maybe only a little."

Xiaoji felt very touched, the child's gaze would become farther and longer little by little.Little by little, the child forgets the memories of the previous life, integrates into the world little by little, and accumulates new memories little by little.Slowly remember the appearance of my mother, slowly learn to laugh, slowly grow up, and experience everything.Every life is like this, following the same trajectory, but has a completely different way of living.

Zhizhi leaned over and saw that Xiaoji was wearing a ring exactly like Jiang Linlin's on the child's finger.Zhizhi reminded: "Xiaoji, mom and dad are at home, why don't you take off the ring?"

Xiaoji came to his senses, glanced at his hand and said, "I won't pick it off."

Zhizhi was silent for a while, and said, "What should come will always come."

"Don't worry about it." Jiang Linlin said to Zhizhi.

Zhizhi took the child and drove the two of them in for dinner.

Jiang Luwen and Aunt Jiang sat at the dining table with breakfast spread on the table. They were talking while drinking porridge. When they saw Xiaoji and Jiang Linlin enter the room, Aunt Jiang got up and brought out two bowls of porridge.Xiaoji and Jiang Linlin sat down, picked up their bowls and drank porridge.

Aunt Jiang hadn't seen the two of them for a few days, so she couldn't help but take a closer look to see if they were thin or dark.His eyes fell on Xiaoji's hand, he saw Xiaoji's ring, and then looked at Jiang Linlin's hand, pondered for a moment, and understood everything in his heart.

The four of them just drank the porridge silently, but none of them spoke, and the atmosphere became unusual.The four of them seemed to be waiting for something, maybe they were waiting for the breakfast to be finished, maybe there was a long memory waiting for them.

Outside, Jiang Luwen saw Zhizhi pacing in the courtyard with the child in her arms, humming a nursery rhyme, which was spread to the dinner table from time to time.The sun shines in from the courtyard, and everyone's body is coated with this layer of light, as if they have grown fine fluff.Jiang Luwen felt extremely warmed by the scene in his eyes. He drank the last mouthful of porridge and put down the bowl.Maybe he felt that he couldn't get up yet, so Jiang Luwen just sat like this.

The number of pedestrians passing by outside the house gradually increased. Now it is a good time to enjoy the flowers. The outside of Jiang's house will become lively after eight o'clock every morning, and this kind of excitement will last until the sun goes down.

Afraid of disturbing the child, Zhizhi brought the child in and sat down at the dinner table.

Aunt Jiang finished her porridge, put down her bowl, and stacked her own empty bowl on top of Jiang Luwen's, waiting for the two children's bowls.

The horn of a car suddenly sounded outside the house, and Jiang Xia was startled and cried.Aunt Jiang took Jiang Xia and coaxed her, and Jiang Luwen went over to watch the child.Xiaoji and Jiang Linlin also finished their porridge, and they put down their bowls.

Aunt Jiang heard Jiang Linlin call mom amidst the child's cries.