The stars still shine in the horizon, but on the horizon, the sea and the morning were hugging each other in the first ray of blue morning light. The sun slowly rose from the gray sea, and half a round of purple-red flames gradually illuminated the dim sky. Behind the bright morning glows, it seemed that endless colorful silk was spread out.

At six o'clock in the morning, the whole street was quiet, with only the occasional "sweeping" sound of sweeping the floor, and the sound of morning runners falling to the ground in groups of three or three.

"Dingling...Dinglingling" A crisp car ringtone sound from far to near was extremely inconsistent with this quiet morning. The person riding the bike was a young man who looked like seventeen or eighteen years old, with black and thick eyebrows, amber eyes like midnight stars, thin and sexy lips with a faint curve, and the high nose bridge revealed a sense of perseverance. The water droplets on his hair were crystal clear, and the whole person was sunny and handsome.

The only thing that is inconsistent is that the boy who is so cheerful is always locked in his eyebrows and full of thoughts.

The cloth hanging around his neck was stuffed with newspapers, and the back seat of the car was also a large frame filled with newspapers. The young man skillfully put the newspapers into the yard of every household passing by.

"Hi, Qin Tian, ​​it's early. I came here very early today." A very burly uncle was standing in his yard, swaying his "thick" lumbar muscles.

"Uncle Oliver, you're so old, this is your newspaper," it turned out that the young man was named Qin Tian, ​​but he didn't seem to have much to say. He threw a newspaper over while saying it, "Goodbye, uncle."

"See you tomorrow, stinky brat, ride slowly." Oliver stared at Qin Tian who was leaving and shook his head, "This boy is still like this..."

As the ringtone passed by, the quiet community gradually became lively, and Qin Tian also delivered newspapers from the entire community.

"Qin, it's early today. Don't forget the evening game." A handsome blonde guy came out from somewhere while slid on the skateboard.

"Oh, Barry?! What game?" Qin Tian wiped the sweat from his forehead, looking puzzled.

"Oh my God, I knew you had forgotten again. Today is the second round of the Warcraft competition with the little liars in the theology department. How could you forget it? You could forget it?" Blonde Barry looked like I couldn't stand you.

"At 8 o'clock in the evening, in the 12th building of the school, ok?! Don't forget it again."

"Oh, I understand," Qin Tian was about to turn around and leave.

"Qin, you are too fond of your words. Are you here to practice this afternoon? You won't play football again, just your skills are still promising to play Warcraft." Barry was obviously a chatterbox. Seeing him seemingly talking nonsense, Qin Tian waved his hand, "88", leaving behind a dust smoke.

"You guys," Barry could only secretly compete with his fists behind Qin Tian. In terms of combat effectiveness, the three Barry were not Qin Tian's opponents. "Touched", a newspaper hit Barry's head, "I'll give you more newspapers," Qin Tian's voice came from afar.

"Your Ma, may the Lord accept you as soon as possible," poor Barry picked up the newspaper while cursing and venting his resentment on the skateboard.

A small villa stands by the river, looking so quiet under the caress of the morning light. The wind in early summer is a little cool, making people feel comfortable. Qin Tian leaned against the wall and hurried upstairs.

"Qin Tian, ​​are you back? There are pancakes and milk on the table, so eat some quickly." The old lady who spoke was full of silver hair, with two dimples when she smiled, and looked very kind.

"Aunt Anders, good morning." Qin Tian's face was more tender at this time, "I'll take a shower first," but he still said very little.

"Hmm? Oh, did you say yesterday that you were going to Copenhagen today? I brought the sandwich I prepared on the table on the way."

"Okay, I get it."

"Oh, it's March 3 again so soon." Mrs. Anders shook her head, looked at the calendar, and crossed the sculpture of God on the table, "My lord, let this child get rid of his sorrow as soon as possible", and turned and entered the kitchen.

Standing down from the Town Hall Square, Qin Tian looked at his watch and it was 8:15, "Well, it's just right, I'll look for Uncle Harlem first."

Along the street, Qin Tian walked towards the famous hiking shopping street. The streets in Denmark are clean and the air is fresh.

It is said that the Danes love nature very much. A painter named Vigvineber once designed a travel poster in Copenhagen - "Duck Mom", which depicts an exaggerated story of a policeman blocking all traffic so that a female duck could lead a duck across the road. This shows how fanatical the Danes are about the natural environment.

"Uncle Harlem Roast Pork Shop" is located at the intersection of the street, and its business has always been booming. Although it was morning, there were already a long queue of seven or eight people inside. Qin Tian did not disturb Harlem, who was busy, and quietly lined up behind the line.

"Haha, Qin Tian, ​​you are here, are you the old rules?" Harlin was very happy to see Qin Tian. "No, I'm going to visit my parents today, just like in previous years." Qin Tian's face briefly showed a smile, and soon disappeared, and his voice seemed a little low.

"Oh, life is so fast." Uncle Harlem put away his smile, "I'll go and prepare, you can sit down first. Jack, Jack, come to the front desk to help me receive it, I'll do something." Uncle Harlem turned around and walked back to the inner room.

After a while, Uncle Harlem walked out with a sealed bag, "Xiaotian, this is the best small barbecue, your father likes the most at the time, and the other one is the aromatherapy sturgeon, very fresh, your mother's favorite. I still vaguely remember the days when the three of us gathered here, but now, alas, things change, things change, things change."

"Thank you, Uncle Harlin, I...", tears rolled in Qin Tian's eyes, and his voice choked. "Don't be sad, it's been 4 years. Alas, Qin Tian, ​​don't think too much. Just go over the past, are you still playing football now? Have you ever been to the professional team?" Harlin took a deep breath of cigarettes and shook the ashes.

"Well, I'm still playing. But I'm not that material. I haven't had a professional team to like me. Now I'm just a substitute in the school team." Qin Tian smiled a little self-deprecatingly. When it comes to playing football, he felt a little pain in his heart.

"Don't be discouraged, my child, if you have dreams, you have hope. Just work hard, and the uncle will always support you. If you really can't kick it, come to the uncle, and the uncle can support you. Oh, we are relatives. Can you come to the uncle's house for dinner? Your aunt Luxi has been talking about you for a long time."

"Maybe not possible today, let's go someday."

"Okay, remember to come to me often, otherwise, be careful that I will deal with you. By the way, remember to call Barry that stinky brat."

"Okay." Angle Cemetery, No. 520, District 3. Qin Tian stood quietly in front of his parents' tombstone, staring at his parents' familiar smiling face on the tombstone. Qin Tian took out the rag she brought, gently wiped the tombstone, and used the small shovel she brought to remove the weeds around.

The flowers and food he brought were neatly placed in front of the newly renovated tombstone. Sitting cross-legged in front of his parents, Qin Tian took off a necklace from his neck. The heart-shaped jade pendant looked very old, and the color of the red rope was still very bright red. It can be seen that the owner was very careful in keeping it.

Qin Tian gently placed the jade next to his cheeks as if he was caring for his lover. "Dad, mom, are you doing well? Xiaotian is here again. Dad still smokes a lot of cigarettes every day? Mom is still so hardworking? Xiaotian misses you very much... 4 years, you have been away from me for four years, Xiaotian dreams of you every day, Xiaotian..." Qin Tian choked up, lowered his head, his body kept twitching, and the chain was tightly held in the palm of his hand, and a sound of depression and painful sighs seemed to be pulled out from the depths of his soul, and tears fell to the ground.

After a long time, Qin Tian, ​​who had recovered from peace, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and changed into a bright smile, "Dad, Xiaotian tells you good news. Xiaotian joins the professional team, and I will soon become the main force of the team. The head coach likes me very much, and his teammates take good care of me, so don't worry about me being lazy every day. Dad, don't worry about me being lazy." Qin Tian stood up and gestured a few times, looking full of energy, then sat down and filled his father's wine glass, "Come on, Dad, Xiaotian toast you, I'm water, Dad, Xiaotian remembers what you said, professional players must be strict with themselves to extend their athletic life. Haha, Xiaotian is obedient."

Qin Tiangudong drank the water in his hand. "Okay, mom, don't be jealous. Xiaotian will report to you now. He still lives in Aunt Anders' house. She is very good and takes good care of me. I'm going to graduate next year and my grades are pretty. Look, this is my scholarship this year. How about it? Is your son amazing? He has completely inherited your excellent genes. By the way, my son has also made a girlfriend. She is very beautiful and you will definitely like it after seeing it. Ah? Let me show you, okay. Wait for next year,

After all, I just met, the girl was relatively thin-skinned. I will show you next year. OK? Really, what? I brag, cut, stinky mom, why don’t we hook up?" Qin Tian stretched out his finger to the tombstone, and was still in the air, and tears could no longer be suppressed. "Dad, mom, how can you bear to leave me alone in the world? I miss you, miss you so much..." Qin Tian put his hands behind his head, lying on the lawn, looking at the blue sky, closing his eyes, and feeling the cool breeze.

After sweeping the tomb, Qin Tian came to Changdi Park, where the famous bronze statue of the little mermaid is located. After Guo Moruo traveled to Nordic countries, he wrote a poem praising Copenhagen. The poem says: "In May, the sunny light shines on Taiqing, and the ox plows on Silang Island; the cherry blossoms sprinkle pears, and the spring water sprays away the sea level. The mermaids by the bay suspected to have fallen into their dreams, and the sculptures in the museum are as full of life; the Nordic scenery is now all around, and the people's sentiments are the most beautiful. "In just a few words, the sunshine in Copenhagen, the flowers bloom in spring, the tranquility and elegance of the mermaid sculptures are lifelike.

At this time, Changdi Park was already full of people who were practicing morning exercises and playing, with singing and playing everywhere. The sound of whistles of ships not far away came from time to time, echoing everything here, and looking full of vitality.
Chapter completed!