It was getting late, and Chen Sisi lay in front of the cake shop window, like a greedy child, and said pitifully:

"Stinky leaves~ I want to eat the cake, eat that birthday cake...but no one celebrates his birthday today."

Ye Cheng did not respond and went directly to the store to buy a cake. The two of them sat on the bench on the side of the road and opened the box.

The cake reads: "Happy 99th birthday, my goblin."

Ye Cheng folded his birthday hat and put it on Chen Sisi's head:

"No one celebrates his birthday, so let's celebrate his 99th birthday in advance. When you are 99 years old, remember not to ask me for cakes."

Chen Sisi bit her lip and held back her tears.

While moved, she only thought in her heart that the smelly leaves were so bad that even if she was not together in the future, she would never forget the current scene every time she celebrated her birthday.

Ye Cheng can always let Chen Sisi experience the romance she expects inadvertently.

It is said that the word romance is next to the word "water", and it is said that people cannot be romantic forever, as that will drown.

But Chen Sisi was willing to indulge in the romance created by Ye Cheng.

Unswervingly until death.

...

Chen Sisi got the cake as she wished, but her mood became lower and lower with the sky.

She knew that these happiness was short-lived and false, and she knew that it was time for parting again.

Ye Cheng was also hesitating about how to speak. This was the first time he had felt the speed of time passing in nearly three months since he disappeared. It was so unexpected.

The endless stream of vehicles on the road stretched out the light and shadow of the taillights because of their blurred eyes. The whole world was speeding forward, and only this bench seemed to have frozen time.

I don’t know how long it took, but Chen Sisi finally plucked up the courage, put it in Ye Cheng’s ear, and whispered in a low voice:

"Xiao Ye... People are really greedy. Today I just want you to be with me for a while, but now I can't bear to part. Just like at the beginning I just wanted to know what you called, but now I want to know what you call..."

Ye Cheng was still silent, but he once again carried her on his shoulder regardless of the fairy's screams.

Ye Cheng left behind all the redemption, liberation, disappearance, the meaning of life, and the meaning of love at this moment.

The meaning of love is to do something meaningless.

Ye Cheng carried the fairy to the hotel like this. He bought a bouquet of roses on the way, and even put on a handful of unknown grass.

Chen Sisi, the fairy, is a rose, and even the weeds in Ye Cheng's heart. They cannot be burned and they grow again after blowing.

Ye Cheng wanted to let the rose be shy at the head of the bed so that it could not hear the crimson and delicacy.

Let the weed grow wildly and cover up the devastation in my heart.

The cold moonlight was stained with the heated scene in the room.

The fairy's arms were tightly surrounded by Ye Cheng and said intermittently: "Xiao Ye~ Do you know what... Sisi... means? One is not to think about spring, autumn and winter, the other is... Si..."

Ye Cheng spent three months building a fortress in his heart and hiding his longing.

Chen Sisi used only one sentence to conquer the city and plunder the ground in his heart, turning the fortress into ruins.

...

The next day, when Ye Cheng woke up, he was the only one in the huge room, as if he was so arrogant last night, and it was a dream without trace.

This time, Chen Sisi left voluntarily. She was not afraid to embark on the unknown journey with Ye Cheng, but she was afraid that everything would return to what she had before. She didn't want to lie to herself, so she chose to wait for Ye Cheng to give him an explanation.

After sitting for a long time, Ye Cheng finally buried those thoughts again and set off.

Plans never change quickly.

I met Chen Sisi unexpectedly, which made him give up the idea of ​​continuing to go north.

It was only one day in Yunnan and Guizhou. He thought of giving up countless times. If he met another girl again, his disappearance would become meaningless.

So Ye Cheng drove directly to Tianfu, changed into the off-road vehicle he had prepared long ago, and after a few days of rest, he drove into the Sichuan-Tibet Line.

The Shiquanhe Town he was going to is nearly 3,500 kilometers away from Tianfu. Even if he doesn't sleep, he will have to drive for about 60 hours to reach.

So this off-road has been modified long ago, with enough daily necessities and two large barrels of gasoline inside.

In 2012, there were already many cars on the Sichuan-Tibet Line. People who have lived in the steel jungle for a long time will always escape to the sacred snowy area with a pilgrimage mood in order to relax or seek redemption.

Ye Cheng stopped and stopped all the way, and it took him ten days to reach his destination.

Shiquan River is actually the Tongtian River in Journey to the West. It was not until 1999 that this town with an altitude of 4,300 meters was officially established.

There is an endless no-man's land around the town, and only two highways run through the center of the town. It was already evening when Ye Cheng arrived. He walked around the town and did not find the existence of a hotel.

The only small restaurants had already closed, so he could only deal with them in the car for one night.

It was not until noon the next day that the dusty Boss Ye finally got a bite of hot meal.

I decided to come here at that time, just because Ye Cheng closed his eyes and marked a random point on the map, and the small town closest to it was Shiquanhe Town.

It was a trip without a destination, and Ye Cheng believed in literary and artistically that he was destined to be with him.

The owner of a small restaurant rarely sees people coming here for travel.

After Ye Cheng ordered the dishes, he was a little girl with plateau red, who helped him bring the dishes.

The child's eyes were curious, and the pure eyes were like Namtuo's lake, bright and clear.

Ye Cheng smiled and touched her hair, turned to ask the boss:

"Boss, where are there hotels nearby?"

Maybe it was because Ye Cheng looked at the little girl with a gentle smile, or maybe it was just because Ye Cheng was very pleasing to the eye, and the boss said with a very kind attitude:

"If you don't dislike it, just live with me. There are not many people coming to the small place, so there are no hotels."

Ye Cheng looked at the boss in surprise. Since entering the snowy area, this was the most standard Mandarin he had ever heard.

"Don't look at me like that. Although I'm wearing Tibetan clothes, I'm a Hanmin."

The boss smiled and explained. Ye Cheng knew that he had another story to listen to, so he nodded and started chatting with the boss while having a meal.

It is also a very happy thing to share your experiences with unknown strangers without any scruples.
Chapter completed!