Hello Chen Jirong

Stopping and walking, Chen Jirong stood at the foot of a mountain.

He looked up at the green hills. In the cold winter of December, there was actually a field of bright red rhododendrons blooming on the hills, burning like a raging fire.

It took only a moment for Luo Jing to understand what this place was, and he looked around for a while, only to find that this area was desolate and terrifying.

The cement road disappeared under my feet at some point, and was replaced by a bumpy yellow mud road. There was no farmland around, and weeds were everywhere.

"This is Bandit Mountain." Chen Jirong said.

The voice was not too loud, just enough for Luo Jing to hear.

Luo Jing also raised his head, his eyes were full of rhododendrons blooming on the mountain, but for some reason, the scene described in Chen Jirong's book appeared before his eyes.

Large tracts of rhododendrons are blooming all over the mountain. From a distance, the mountain seems to be on fire.From time to time, among the flowers, there would be a young man in red jumping quickly with his footsteps, but he disappeared in a moment, leaving only his giggling laughter...

"Here, what do you plan to make?" Luo Jing asked Chen Jirong a question by accident. In fact, he was somewhat resistant in his heart. He was thinking whether Chen Jirong could keep this place as it was, and it was best not to move anything.

"Build a road leading to Yong'an below, and the rest will remain unchanged, and it is not planned to develop into a scenic spot." Chen Jirong said.

In Luo Jing's head, a big rock was unloaded.

"Why?" Luo Jing was curious.

"This mountain is too evil. The elders of the previous generation once said that people who come here to chop firewood often disappear. I plan to build a road outside and put up a warning sign here by the way. This will save me a lot of trouble." People will come to make trouble for security incidents," Chen Jirong said.

"Is that so..." Luo Jing said.

"Go back, there is nothing to see ahead. The most important thing in this area is the development of the rural landscape." After Chen Jirong said, he turned around and greeted Lin Xinyi, who was painting Bandit Mountain, and Li, who was watching Lin Xinyi's painting. Return home for dinner.

When leaving, Luo Jing looked back at Bandit Mountain again, he always felt that there was a strange attraction there, which made him want to go up the mountain to find out.

"Little brother..."

The sudden sound frightened Luo Jing into a cold sweat. He hurriedly stopped at the spot and looked around, but found nothing.

"Let's go, it's already twelve o'clock, aren't you hungry?" Chen Jirong who had walked away turned his head and said to him.

"Didn't you hear anything?" Luo Jing looked incredible.

"What did you hear, are you daydreaming?" Li Ganggui held Lin Xinyi by the hand without looking back.

"Let's go, maybe Qian Hangzhen slapped you so hard that you were stunned, and you're still not healed." Chen Jirong turned around and said.

For Chen Jirong's "ridicule" from time to time, Luo Jing was speechless, but he had no choice but to catch up randomly.

When leaving, Luo Jing was still afraid for a while. Chen Jirong said that this mountain was "evil", which seemed quite reasonable.

When I got home, Mother Chen had already cooked a sumptuous lunch, but the people on the table had already started eating. Besides the four women at home, Zhao Zhiqiang and Su Yifan were also there, and they were eating with gusto , The meat and bones spat out in front of him were piled up almost as high as a hill.

"Come on, come on, if you don't come to eat, you'll be gone!" Zhao Zhiqiang greeted.

Chen Jirong rolled his eyes with a smile, then washed his hands and quickly sat down.

Li Ganggui and Lin Xinyi also washed their hands and took their seats afterward. Luo Jing was the only one who was still a little cautious. After much deliberation, he still didn't eat at Mother Chen's house.

If during the meal, Chen Jirong's friends slipped the tongue and told Chen's mother and his aunt that he was the one who turned Chen Jirong's life upside down seven years ago, wouldn't they immediately take a kitchen knife and try to hack him to death?

Forget it, life matters.

After returning to the hotel and opening the door, there was no sign of Qian Hangzhen, and the things in the suitcase were scattered all over the place. Luo Jing sighed helplessly, and silently put away everything.

After having a casual lunch on the street, Luo Jing returned to the hotel, lying on the bed and staring at the ceiling in a daze.

He also didn't know what he was thinking.

Is it the old town construction plan for next year?

No.

Is it Chen Jirong?

No.

Is it Qian Hangzhen?

It doesn't seem to be either.

Is it the bandit mountain that Chen Jirong said was a bit evil?

It seems... a little bit.

Just now he did hear someone call "little brother" in his ears, and it was very clear, but why didn't Chen Jirong hear it?Could it be that there is something strange about this mountain?

Although it is already the 21st century, superstitions are still believed to be true. During my undergraduate studies, the school held a few sessions of Feng Shui, but the teacher himself didn't know much about it, saying that Without a rough idea, Luo Jing didn't pay much attention to it, and Feng Shui didn't account for the total score of the final exam. At that time, when I went to class, I basically lay down and no one listened, and the teacher was very helpless.

Thinking about it now, Luo Jing was still a little bit shocked.

Until the afternoon, Qian Hangzhen was still missing. Luo Jing called several times, but no one answered. To his surprise, Chen Jirong called again and asked him to go to Qiaotou again.

At the end of the bridge, I saw Chen Jirong with a picture book in his arm, straddling a stone pier looking at his mobile phone, Luo Jing walked up to say hello.

Unexpectedly, this guy actually asked directly, "Are you okay with hand-painting?"

Luo Jing was about to laugh. Anyone who studies architectural design has never learned hand-painting, let alone someone like him who has been in the construction industry for so many years.

"It seems that you are quite confident." Chen Jirong grinned, "That's fine, let me tell you, you do the drawing, and we can discuss it after the renderings come out."

Luo Jing nodded.

In half an hour, Luo Jing drew the effect picture, and Chen Jirong took it over to look at it, and filled in a few "straight curves" that he couldn't bear to look directly at.

Luo Jing frowned, Chen Jirong is really talented to draw such a short straight line so crookedly.

"That's almost what it means." At a glance, he could see that he had made the fine hand-painted drawing in front of him ugly, but after years of tumbling in the workplace, even if it was such an embarrassing thing, he nodded and said without blushing .

Luo Jing had no choice but to wipe it with an eraser, and then added what Chen Jirong needed.

Finally, an exquisite hand-painted drawing was completed in this way. Chen Jirong was very satisfied, patted Luo Jing on the shoulder, and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's okay." After being ridiculed by Chen Jirong for several days, Luo Jing actually felt a little ecstatic when he heard a few words of praise from him for the first time today.

Holding the blueprint, Chen Jirong compared the farmlands and houses on the other side, and a scene of prosperity appeared in his mind.

This place is his hometown. Although he didn't grow up here when he was young, his parents told him stories about this land. In the story, there was a bandit in red and a high school imperial examination The number one scholar, there is a girl with outstanding martial arts skills, and there was once an eldest son who came all the way from Nanhaining...

How longing he had been for this land.

It's just that when he really stepped into this land, he found that everything in the story was a lie.

This place is not like the stories in the mouth of the parents. The rivers and lakes are full of turmoil. At night, thousands of lanterns are lit and hung on the streets, and the Bandits Mountain is lively and lively.This is just an ordinary small mountain village, with only mountains, water, and farmland.

But now, he wants to transform this place, and he wants to realize the beautiful dream in his heart.

"What are you thinking, so engrossed?" Luo Jing couldn't help being curious when he saw Chen Jirong smiling but thoughtful.

"It's okay, I'm just thinking about what the land will look like after it's completed." Chen Jirong said.

"Do you like it here?" Luo Jing asked.

Chen Jirong nodded, "I have liked it since I was a child, but I only like this place. I didn't realize until I was a little older that reality is different from imagination."

"Why haven't I heard you mention it before?" Luo Jing asked again.Then he realized that he had spoken quickly and had said the wrong thing.

However, Chen Jirong's face changed drastically, he smiled calmly and said, "You never gave me so much time, let me tell you everything about me."

Luo Jing bowed his head and remained silent.

Indeed, the time he spent with Chen Jirong was really too little, it was said to be two months, but these two months even included the two of them getting to know each other, being together, and after they broke up.Such a time is simply too short.

"Sorry." Luo Jing said.

"I'm sorry, it's fine if it works." Chen Jirong curled his lips into a smile.