"Is Mr. Quan going home tonight?"
Quan Zhiyong hesitated and shook his head.
Quan Yuli is not at home, and it doesn't make much difference whether he goes back or not.
The two did not stay in the city at all. After replenishing the supplies, they drove in the direction of Jeonju and stopped in the wilderness before it was dark.
Suddenly thinking about sleeping in the tent, Quan Zhiyong asked Chi Zhenwei. After getting Chi Zhenwei's wish to sleep in the car, Quan Zhiyong asked Chi Zhenwei to lift the tent out.
This kind of tent that can be automatically built is very heavy, and the result is a bit like an umbrella. After the trigger condition is met, it will slowly prop up by itself.
Pulling open the cloth window of the tent, Quan Zhiyong took a lamp and got into the tent.
The end of summer is over, autumn is getting stronger, and finally there is a cool breeze in the evening, no longer so dull.
Quan Zhiyong lay in the tent with his hands behind his head, his lower limbs naturally raised his legs to make him more comfortable.
It would be great if the tent is transparent, and you can see the starry sky at night.
Quan Zhiyong looked at the top of the tent with the light.
This tent is well-made. The skeleton is made of carbon fiber poles, with faint writing engraved on it. Quan Zhiyong squinted his eyes and climbed up close to identify it.
Hyoyeon
Kim Hyoyeon?Yu Li's teammate, the one who dances well.
Speaking of, Yu Li's teammate Quan Zhiyong has already met three.
Li Chunkui, Xu Zhuxuan, Cui Xiuying.
If you add Jung Soo-yeon, who has had conversations inexplicably, there are four.
It's strange to say that Li Chunkui had a wave with Quan Zhiyong, but Quan Zhiyong had the best impression of her.
What a mess of this.
Quan Zhiyong shook his head, shook all these miscellaneous things, opened the zipper door of the tent and walked out of the tent.
It was late at night, and the lights in the RV had been turned off. Quan Zhiyong felt that Chi Zhenwei should have fallen asleep.
But Quan Zhiyong had insomnia.
After thinking about it, Quan Zhiyong returned to the tent and brought out the lamp hanging on the tent bracket.
Take a walk.
There seemed to be a kind of mystery in the mountains and forests that attracted Quan Zhiyong to go out.
This place was very quiet. Quan Zhiyong walked slowly along the edge of the road. He heard insects in the mountain stream and the rustling of branches and leaves on the roadside.For a moment, Quan Zhiyong even felt that he could hear the lingering sound of clouds floating in the sky.
Step by step, feeling the joy of walking, not aiming at the goal, not at the end.
The unprecedented peace of Quan Zhiyong's heart made Quan Zhiyong feel as if he had gone back to the past in the mountain road late at night.
When was the last time you felt this way?
In my memory, I had a self-study in the evening of my senior year, passing by a street stall to buy a few skewers of roasted gluten, walking alone under the night sky, walking into the small alley of my house.
The light in the alley was faintly bright, that was the door left by his parents.
There are smiling faces of parents on the other side of the door, with hot water already boiling.
This is the end of Quan Zhiyong's return journey, and also his initial dream.
Quan Zhiyong carried the lamp and walked slowly all the way, the street lamp accompanied him, and the sound of insects and rustling sounded for him.
I'm back, I feel all back.
The body is exhausted, as if returning to eighteen.
The laughter of the classmates rang in my ears, bursts of roar of laughter in the classroom, and a string of witty words from the teacher.
In the midsummer of that year, a rainy night fell. A group of people were trapped in the classroom. Seeing that the rain didn’t stop, I didn’t know who screamed and rushed into the rain first. Quan Zhiyong yelled and ran into the rain with the people around him. Flew towards home.
The countdown on the blackboard, the sound of the pen on the desk scratching the test paper, Quan Zhiyong sat in the classroom, pursuing his dream.
The Wutong beside the school road is quiet and elegant. Quan Zhiyong will recite words here every morning. If Wutong can speak and write, Quan Zhiyong thinks it can also be admitted to university.
Trees pass by annual rings, and time passes by the tip of the pen.Quan Zhiyong graduated.
He stood in front of the tree and said goodbye to it. Among the bleak branches in autumn, Quan Zhiyong left with the fallen leaves.
The first time I stayed, the first time I did not go home for a long time, and without the restraint of his parents and teachers, Quan Zhiyong started a new life.
Life in college is simple, eating, playing games and falling in love.
Quan Zhiyong had his first love on campus and also met a bunch of brothers.
There will always be a few people who like to stick together, often laughing and laughing regardless of their image.
In the game, taunting roommates every day is yin and yang.
When you arrive ten minutes late for a date, your girlfriend won't let you wait long.
The shadow of the university floats in the air, but it can't catch it.
With a little hope in his eyes, Quan Zhiyong rubbed his sore thigh, panted on the edge of the road, and sat down at will.
It took a long time for a dazzling car light to hit Quan Zhiyong's eyes, and Quan Zhiyong couldn't help closing his eyes.
After walking for a while, I will get home, and my parents have already put the bath water in the house waiting for themselves.
I will be home in a while. After this summer vacation, I will be in my junior year. I can no longer indulge like the previous two years. I have to plan for the future.
Quan Zhiyong sat on the ground, the sky was already slightly bright, Quan Zhiyong suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the vast sky without blinking.
Zhaoxia spread in the direction of Quan Zhiyong, and the dim sky above her head was also reflected by the red.In just a moment, golden light appeared, and the original red and blue were pushed aside.
The distant sky, all traces, touches, pieces, layer after layer, were all reflected by this golden light, gradually spreading to the entire sky.
It was dawn, and Quan Zhiyong watched this moment without blinking. His sour eyes finally couldn't hold back the tears.
That phoenix tree, that love, that game, are gone.
I am Quan Zhiyong, a 43-year-old middle-aged man and Quan Yuli’s father.
Yu Li's singing came from the phone. Quan Zhiyong picked up the phone and looked at it. It was Chi Zhenwei's call.
Quan Zhiyong was silent for a moment, gently wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes, and answered the phone when Yu Li's singing sounded for the second time.
"Hello, hello? Mr. Quan can hear you? Where are you now."
"Chi Jinwei?"
"Yes, where are you, Mr. Quan?"
"How do you go back to the past?"
"Mr. Quan stop joking, how can one go back in time?"
"Mr. Quan? Mr. Quan? Why don't you speak anymore?"
"It's okay." Quan Zhiyong smiled, feeling very happy.
Tears flowed again, and Quan Zhiyong cleared up his mood, and his tone calmed down: "I got up early in the morning and went out for a walk. I didn't expect to walk a bit far. I'll send you a location. You can drive over to pick me up."
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Chi Zhenwei drove the RV at the most stable speed, and Quan Zhiyong was sleeping in the back.
When I went to pick up Quan Zhiyong, although Quan Zhiyong was tired, Chi Zhenwei clearly felt that Quan Zhiyong was different.
It's like changing individuals.
No, it is a bit inappropriate to say that, it should be said that the whole person seems to have received a baptism.
To be honest, Chi Zhenwei thinks this is quite mysterious. I have heard the story of Dache Dawu a few times, but it is the first time I have seen it happen to me.
Like a philosopher, with plain eyes full of stories, Chi Zhenwei felt that if he were a little girl, he might have fallen in love with Quan Zhiyong. After all, at that moment, Quan Zhiyong was really a bit handsome.
Chi Zhenwei thought for a while, but felt that he couldn't understand it.
But he wanted to record it, whether it was for a conversation or to celebrate Quan Zhiyong's new life.
Chi Zhenwei opened the ins, edited a paragraph and deleted all of it, and then took a brand new notebook from the co-pilot.
It is noon on August 4th, and my employer is lying in the back sleeping while I am driving on the road to Jeonju City, Jeollabuk-do, and write this sentence as I pass the gas station.
This morning, my employer, Mr. Quan Zhiyong, ushered in a new life with dawn.
I don't know why I feel this way.
I just think that Mr. Quan Zhiyong must be a remarkable person in the future.
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"A rare good mood, Yu Li."
Li Chunkui yawned and couldn't help but joke watching Quan Yuli who was busy in the kitchen humming a small song.
"What's the matter? So happy? Saying it makes me happy."
"I will not tell you."
Quan Yuli raised his eyebrows, turned his head to concentrate on cooking, and a smile appeared on his face.
"Chunxin sprouts?"
Relying on his shortness, Li Chungui lowered his head and passed under Quan Yuli's arm, leaning against the edge of the cabinet table to face Quan Yuli.
"Won't you really get me right? Who? Where is the person? What occupation?"
"Don't make trouble."
Quan Yuli is not small in scale, but Li Chunkui is even worse.In this posture, Li Chunkui bent his legs slightly, his face was facing Quan Yuli's place, and Li Chunkui's was attached to Quan Yuli's belly button, making Quan Yuli a little itchy.
"If you don't say it today, you are not allowed to leave."
Seeing Quan Yuli was about to get away, Li Chunkui quickly caught her and prevented her from leaving.
"Quickly talk, it's been an annoyance these days, there is no good news." Li Chungui turned his head and turned his back to Quan Yuli, then picked up the fork beside him and forked a piece of Quan Yuli's fried egg into his mouth: "It is rare There is something happy, Yu Li, should you say it to make me happy and relieve my pressure."
"So that's why you eat without brushing your teeth?"
"Oh, don't care about these details." Li Chungui waved his hand, and secretly crossed another piece, but was seized by Quan Yuli and put it in the pot.
"Brush your teeth."
"I'm not going to eat anymore, do you mean it?" Li Chungui curled his lips and raised his head to look up at Quan Yuli.
"You are really..." Quan Yuli had no choice but to drag Li Chungui to the dining room table and sit down: "I'm really afraid of you, sit and say."
"You are so lazy."
Li Chunkui despised Dao, and Yu Li was so angry that he wanted to slap the 55-meter-old man to death.
Forget it, don't care about this person.
"You know, I lived with my father for a few days."
Quan Zhiyong?I didn't expect to be related to him.Li Chun was taken aback and nodded.
"But I always feel that there is an invisible gap between the two of us, as if it happened after I was so angry that night in the hospital and I finished speaking harshly."
Speaking of that, his attitude towards Quan Zhiyong was worse that night. Li Chungui whispered to himself that it affected the relationship between his father and daughter. Should he also apologize?
"But this morning my father called suddenly, and although he didn’t say anything, he quickly hung up and got on the car to continue traveling, but I felt different. How should I say, there is no such embarrassment, you know? Very relaxed, Very casual, much like a real conversation between father and daughter."
"Your analogy is a bit strange, you two were not father and daughter before?"
The smile on Quan Yuli's face froze, gradually disappeared, and then perverted: "This is not the point!"
"Good, good." Li Chunkui quickly raised his hand to express surrender, and got up and opened the refrigerator by the way.
"Although drinking in the morning is not very in line with your health standards, and Xu Zhuxuan wakes up and has to talk for a long time. But this kind of thing must open a bottle!" Li Chungui said and took out a bottle of sake: "You have to celebrate. Come on!"
Quan Yuli was very angry: "I think you just want to drink!!!"
PS: I'm going crazy. I changed five versions. The more I changed, the more dissatisfied I was.Simply, send a first draft, and it's over.