Why it never ends

Ding Jiali exclaimed and hurriedly stepped forward to help others. Mei Sinan stood up in embarrassment, the hem of his raincoat and trouser legs covered with mud.

"What's wrong with you?" Ding Jiali smiled and patted the raindrops on Mei Sinan's shoulder, "You're too weak!"

Mei Sinan coughed a few times and went to look into Ding Jiali's bag with some embarrassment, trying to pick it up again, but Ding Jiali pushed him away.

"Come on, I'll do it myself," Ding Jiali said, picking up the bag with one hand, and pressing the bag on his thigh, he took out two keychains from inside, "Sinan, you are really made of glass!"

Ding Jiali's hand holding the keychain hung in the air for a moment, and before things became more awkward, Yugali reached out and took it.

"……Thanks."

"You and Jane register your names here." Ding Jiali took out another list, "Then put a check mark behind your names."

"Okay...do you have a pen?"

"Sinan, lend me your pen!"

Methnan handed over a pen, and Hesta recognized that it was the one that accidentally played out the nursery rhymes in the hospital earlier. She remembered that this person was also reckless last time in the hospital, and she couldn't help but find it a little funny.

"How long do you plan to stay here?" Ding Jiali asked again, "It's almost noon. We all have to go to the inn over there to cook together. You can come over and contribute while you enjoy the scenery here."

"I can do that," Yugali looked at Hesta, "Do you still want to stay here for a while?"

"Let's go." Hesta said.

……

The four of them walked slowly from the stone monument to a blue-gray brick house in the distance. Mei Sinan could not unbutton the collar of the disposable raincoat, so he had to tear the entire raincoat apart. This way, they were finally relieved and no longer had to endure the boredom. wet.

"It might rain again in a while," Yugali said, "If you ruin your raincoat now, what will you do if it rains later?"

"I--"

"He also has a new raincoat in his bag, which he bought at Shanmen this morning." Ding Jiali answered directly, "Do you have any taboos?"

"Me? Well, I don't have any taboos. I can't eat hard food recently..."

Behind the two of them, Mesnan was still awkwardly arranging his clothes. He had a bad premonition that he would have a large rash on his body when he got home tonight. The slight discomfort that appeared all over his body at this moment was a sign. He endured not to touch the itchy spot, because he knew clearly that any wanton scratching at this moment would quickly cause a large area of ​​severe itch.

Ding Jiali, who was in front, suddenly turned around, "I was so busy talking here that I forgot to introduce it to you. Jane, do you still remember? This is -"

"I remember, the one who had dinner at home," Hestad looked at Methnan, "you can play the violin, right?"

"...I do know a little bit," Methnan was a little surprised, "But how do you know...have you ever heard me play the piano?"

"Well, it's over there at Wenhui Building." Hesta replied, "It's very exciting."

Mei Sinan's expression looked even more confused. Just as he was about to ask for details, Ding Jiali snatched the conversation away and started telling jokes to the three of them. He suppressed his anxious heart, and finally waited until there was a break in the conversation, when Ksenia's voice came from the distance again - she called Hesta's name and asked her to come over to help, and Hesta responded and wanted to leave. Methnan took a deep breath. Although he was a little frustrated, he still tried to calm down his mood. After all, everything was not going in a bad direction. He just needed to be patient... and he was good at patience.

Suddenly, Hesta turned around and asked, "Did you get hurt anywhere just now?"

Mei Sinan raised his head, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

"I see that some of Kseniya's classmates brought medicine," Hesta continued, "It's a traumatic injury."

"No need...I have my own medicine," Mei Sinan said quickly, "Thank you."

Hesta nodded, and then invited Yugali to leave together. Ding Jiali originally planned to continue to follow, but suddenly bumped into his female companion.

She blocked Ding Jiali's way and asked him in a low voice where he had been and what he had done... Mei Sinan listened for a while, felt a little embarrassed, and found an opportunity to slip away.

He found a place with few people and stood there, watching the kitchen area from a distance. The inn's kitchen is not big, but it's very crowded with people coming and going. Yugali had already rolled up her sleeves and took up a position in front of the chopping board. The way she cut the meat with the blade quickly attracted exclamations and praises. These sudden compliments made her happy but also made her shy. She had to lower her head. , pretending to be too busy to deal with talking to people.

Hesta followed many people carrying buckets down the mountain - there is no running water in the mountains, and all water is carried up from the foot of the mountain or fetched from the streams on the mountainside. Halfway through the dishes, the reserve in the water tank was almost exhausted, and everyone could only organize another team to fetch water.

In this place far away from the city, everything seems so novel, and even the hard work is full of fun. Half of the people followed the water fetching team to the mountainside - even if there was no work to do, it would be more enjoyable to chat together. In less than ten minutes, the originally lively little inn suddenly returned to silence, with only the sound of people remaining in the kitchen.

Mesnan came to the atrium of the inn alone. Rain was still pouring from the eaves on all sides. He took out the small speaker in his pocket - there was still the song for Hesta in it.

A corner of the speaker has been broken due to the impact from the previous fall, but it does not affect its use. Mesnan turned up the lowest volume and listened for a short period, then put the speaker back into his backpack. He sat on the fence and stared blankly at the water droplets on the ground - Hesta's ground-breaking speech last Saturday at the theater backstage had already made him smell some deep meaning. Seeing him again now, he was even more convinced that, like If he comes to deliver a piece of music for no reason like this, it is probably an interruption to others.

The first team to collect water had returned. When someone passed by the woodshed, he saw a familiar figure inside and opened the door to take a look.

"Ksenia! What are you doing here?" The man smiled and put the bucket at the door. "Send us to work, and you are lazy here alone!"

"Who is lazy?" Ksenia raised the camera in her hand, "I am looking at the photos we took today to see which ones can be used."

"Is this a group photo?" The man quickly approached, "Let me see it too."

Ksenia gave up half of her camera.

"Ah, this one won't work! I closed my eyes on this one!" The man pointed at one of the photos, "Delete it, delete it, and change it."

"Delete whatever, I won't need this anymore."

"If you don't delete it now, you will definitely forget it later!" The man laughed softly, "Didn't I take a lot of photos? What's the big deal if I delete this one? I won't tell anyone~"

There was a sound of footsteps outside. Several people saw the bucket at the door and stopped curiously. Knowing that Ksenia was looking through everyone's group photos today, those people also came together to watch the fun. Ksenia quickly handed over the camera, smiled, picked up the bucket and headed to the kitchen.

The sunlight after the rain fell on the wet stone road, and Ksenia's steps gradually slowed down. She thought about the group photos she had just looked at carefully, especially the group photos in the open area before climbing to the top... In each of the dozen or so photos, she looked accurately at the camera, and she was in good condition in each one.