A graceful woman walked slowly down the gangway, looked back at the cruise ship, and quietly passed through the noisy crowd and the tour guide who was trying to gather tourists with small flags. She looked like she was looking for the past world after a long trip, because her beautiful figure in a graceful white dress did not patrol the scenic spots of Lanyu, a new tourist island, but instead strolled and inquired. She arrived at the military port pier on the other side of the island, and arrived at the shore artillery position that had been removed but still refused to visit. She even went to the gate of the radar camp with tight guards on the top of Lanyu Mountain, but was rejected by the cold guards. Her eyes, which were originally full of hope and longing, began to pass through the disappointment and depression.

She returned to the small Su-style villa group surrounded by emerald green trees and blooming flowers that she had begun to search for. It was a very beautiful and quiet place. The semi-enclosed wall blocked the tourists' gazes and Jingmu. She didn't look like a local, because no one greeted her by the pedestrians, nor did she look like a tourist. She didn't visit the scenic spots, and the faint sadness was overflowing with her souvenir vendor owners who were tactful and did not bother them.

She always ran to the surrounding military restricted areas on the island to inquire, and finally attracted people she wanted to see but didn't dare to see, but why would she care about these things now? A young officer walked out of it politely but could not refuse to invite her to the guard's duty room to interrogate her identity and intentions. She took out all her documents, took out her treasured photos of her childhood, and provided her address and phone number to prove that she was just a journey that was lost in her life who came to nostalgia for poetry and a distant place.

People. The officer chose to believe her explanation. When he couldn't help but stare at her eyes that were particularly beautiful and promising, he touched the soft pure land in the officer's heart. He promised to call her for a while. After a non-complex inquiry, the officer told her: There is no such person! The light of hope on the woman's face darkened, just like a small harbor town bathed in the afterglow of the sunset. The sea breeze gently blew her hanging hair. She said thank you to the young officer.

Before the sunset set, she finally stood in front of a local characteristic building full of vine roses. She looked at the small town that had become unfamiliar in time, then pushed the door open and temporarily locked her memory outside the door. A string of wind chimes tied on the door made a pleasant jingle sound. A kind old lady with silver hair in the spacious foyer heard the ringtone and greeted her, "I booked a room online." The woman said in Mandarin with a southern accent. "Welcome to Rose House, have you had dinner?" The old lady, the owner of the B&B, greeted enthusiastically. "Ah, I've eaten, thank you." The woman didn't want to eat, but she just wanted to be alone and lie quietly. The old man narrowed her eyes kindly and quickly checked in for her.

The room was not big, but it was very delicate and clean. There was also a small balcony overlooking the sea and the harbor. The green plants in the house were not dealt with with green ivy and tangerine bamboo, but the bonsai of Huangjing and a tree with fragrant white orchids. She entered the house and put some luggage in the corner, and did not wash up. She sat down on the backrest rattan chair on the balcony, folded her hands on her legs. She needed a rest when she was tired today.

When she sat like this, the sky gradually darkened, a faint mist evaporated from the sea, and the moon also rose. The sea, the sky, the small town, and the lonely people sitting silently were all sprinkled with a layer of gold, lonely and distant, as if a small landscape painting dripping with color. The moonlight fell on the woman's face, and her frown brows gradually relaxed. She got up and returned to the house, picked up the Kun bag she carried with her, took out a opened envelope, and walked back to the balcony. The woman carefully pulled out the things in the envelope on the balcony. It was a nine-piece commemorative stamp, and the stamps were painted with the golden monkey created by the ink splashing technique.

"Lin Xiao!" The woman called out softly, and with her scream, time changed - she returned to her girlish generation.

The child standing by the road was wet in the rain.

The rain on the sea came as soon as possible. She was soaked by a heavy rain. She wanted to rush back to her residence, but she lost her direction in this strange place in a hurry. Finally, she just took shelter from a big tree on the side of the road. When the rain stopped, she asked someone to go back. This was a beautiful girl, about nine years old, with a red scarf on her neck, which made her skin look even whiter. Even in a difficult situation, her big, smart eyes were still full of vitality and vitality. Her name is Yang Liu, a southerner. Her father was in the army in Lanyu. She followed her mother to the island to visit relatives. Not long after she arrived here, she didn't expect to run out to play for a while and be trapped under the tree by the heavy rain.

Suddenly, Yang Liu saw a car on the road galloping over with its headlights and hurriedly ran to the tree to wave, but the car ignored her and drove straight past her, splashing a wave of water, almost hitting the upper of her beloved white Huili shoes. Yang Liu lowered her arms in frustration and stood back under the tree. She just wanted to ask the driver for a way.

The strategic location of Lanyu is very important. There are many troops stationed in it. The asphalt road is well-connected, but the area of ​​the island is only a little large. All materials and equipment must be transported from the mainland by boats, so there are few transportation vehicles on the road. For cars, it is even more rare. It is estimated that the ** in the base will ride. Yang Liu is a sensible child, so she is not discouraged and waits quietly for the rain to find the way. As for safety issues, the entire island is basically **, either ** or the family members of the army, so she and her parents can completely rest assured.

What Yang Liu didn't expect was that after a while the car drove back and slowly stopped on the road next to her. A fat driver in military uniform opened the door from the driver's seat, opened a large military green umbrella, and quickly walked around the front of the car, ran to the other side to open the rear door, covering the upper frame of the car with his left hand, and covering the umbrella with his right hand, carefully protecting the person sitting in the back seat from the car out of the car, not touching his head or getting wet in the rain, and completing the work tasks with all his heart. During this period, he didn't even look at Yang Liu.

Yang Liu was a little stunned when she saw the fat driver's professional and skillful action. It was as if she saw the plot in the movie. She was very curious. This was probably what adults said about the best treatment. Who would get out of the car? What did she want to do? Unfortunately, the car body blocked her view.

There is a vast ocean in the distance, with rain and mist. On the Blue Island Island in summer, clusters of white flowers bloom on the roadside, like white high-legged plates, elegantly growing among the green leaves. The big umbrella in the rain is like a lotus leaf spreading, moving, first only seeing the umbrella, then the people who got out of the car walked around the car and walked towards the willows, and they could see people.

Ah! Yang Liu couldn't help but exclaim. The one who walked towards her was just a handsome boy, about eleven or twelve years old, with a slender figure, wearing a white shirt, tied in green, fitted military pants, a small armed strap tied around her waist, and a rolled up part of her sleeves, revealing her thin wrists, and under her feet were a pair of shiny leather shoes. She stepped in the mud without any pain, taking steps that her relatives didn't recognize her. The fat driver behind her walked with an umbrella and sheltered him from the wind and rain. Most of her shoulders were wet and didn't care.

"Classmate, where are you going? I'll ask someone to send you back!" the boy said in an alien and cold tone.

"Thank you, please tell me how to get to the guesthouse? I can walk back by myself." Yang Liu replied.

As a result, Yang Liu felt it was too strange in the end. She actually sat in the car and stared at the front with restraint. The rain dripping from her body wet the leather seats in the car, making her feel uncomfortable. She actually accepted the advice of the strange boy and went to him to hide from the rain at home not far ahead. Although she refused again and again, the boy made a domineering decision and she had no choice.

"My name is Lin Xiao, and everyone calls me Xiao Lin." The boy introduced himself in the car.

"My name is Yangliu, the poplar of the poplar, the willow of the willow..." Yangliu quickly said his name.

"The willows of willow trees, I know, there are thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down. But I don't have a good memory, and I'm not much better than goldfish. And the most important thing is that I'm face-blind and can't remember what others look like. Fortunately, I'm still a child, and it doesn't matter whether I offend people." The boy said and raised his hand to point to his head. "I've hit my head before. In the dialect, it's tripping the head. It's quite heavy. I've had major surgery here. Do you know? The brain is very complicated, so they can't figure out what went wrong with me, so they have to let me recover slowly."

"Cough cough!" The driver who was driving carefully in front suddenly coughed twice. Yang Liu was worried that he had caught a cold after accidentally getting caught in the rain. "This is my driver, called... what master?" Lin Xiao was stuck after half a sentence.

"My surname is Lu, you can call me Uncle Lu." The driver said while turning the steering wheel.

"Hello Uncle Lu!" Yang Liu greeted very politely.

"I know almost all the people on this island. What's your dad's name?"

"My father's name is Yang Zhixing."

"Oh! You are the child of Director Yang of the Political Department, you are so old! Are you here to visit your mother?"

"Yes, it's just me and my mother."

“When did it arrive?”

"Just arrived today."

Along the way, Master Lu asked about his long and short questions enthusiastically, and was very concerned. After Lin Xiao finished half of the conversation, he kept silent. He didn't even look like a child. Sometimes his body twitched slightly unconsciously, like a hiccup, which made Yang Liu feel a little strange, and it didn't seem very normal.

The Lanyu is not big, and it is really convenient to have a car. After a while, I felt that the car slowed down. The driver pressed the horn twice, and a soldier ran out of the front post to raise the pole in the rain. The car entered a yard surrounded by a wall. After driving for a short distance, the car stopped. Master Lu said "arrived", first picked up the green schoolbag thrown in the passenger seat, then got off the car and took an umbrella to pick up the two children.

The rain kept falling, getting heavier and heavier. Master Lu picked up Lin Xiao from the car first. At this time, Lin Xiao suddenly woke up and suddenly said something stupid to Master Lu:

"Isn't it a bit inappropriate to send the little girl back at this time?"

"hehe!"

The fat-headed and chubby Master Lu smiled. He smiled so fakely, but he looked so ambiguous.
Chapter completed!