infinite gravity

The criss-crossing farmland spreads out a green and beautiful picture scroll on the broad plain, the vegetation is the color, the rice paddies are the lines, and the blue sky is the best rendering, which is boundless and magnificent.

In such a vast scenery, the little Zhang Yan is running, jumping, and shouting in one of the thick and colorful hook lines, and he almost beat his chest and howled like a giant ape.

Growing up in the city surrounded by steel and iron, this purest, simple and unrestrained beauty really shocked him.

After running for a long time, suddenly a piece of gold almost dazzled his eyes - there is a huge wheat field at the end of the trail!

The wheat in the wheat field is very tall, half a head taller than Zhang Yan, and the color is golden, making the sun even more dazzling.

Zhang Yan cheered, took off his jacket, and like a small fish dived into the golden ocean, he swam around curiously, groping here and there, without stopping.

After running around for a while, Zhang Yan finally remembered his purpose for running out: he was here to hide from the "ghost".

Although Zhang Yan is [-]% sure that everyone will not guess that he hid outside the farm, but there is always such a one-to-one possibility, and thinking of the small words he left on the wall, Zhang Yan does not dare to take it lightly.

After wandering around for a while, Zhang Yan found a big rock in the wheat field, and hid behind the rock, planning to hide here for a while before going back.

Unexpectedly, Young Master Zhang is also a wonderful person. He squatted behind the stone and waited, his upper and lower eyelids began to fight for some reason, and sleepiness swept over him. After holding on for a while, Zhang Yan finally couldn't stand it anymore and fell asleep.

He also had a dream,

In the dream he was chasing someone.

The man was walking just a few steps ahead, and the man walked unhurriedly, but no matter how Zhang Yan chased him, the two always kept the distance of those few steps, like an invisible gully preventing him from approaching.

Zhang Yan was very anxious. He didn't know who that person was, let alone why he was chasing him. Zhang Yan only knew that he must catch up with him and stand by his side.

Don't go, turn around and look at me, I am so tired of chasing you.

If you have to go, if you don't want me to approach you, then please at least let me see your face and let me know who you are.

As if feeling Zhang Yan's silent persuasion, the man in front finally stopped and turned his head slowly.

Zhang Yan held his breath, and when the man turned his head slowly, he saw his fair neck, sharpened chin, soft pink lips exposed under the fine bangs, and then...

Then Zhang Yan woke up.

After waking up, Zhang Yan stared blankly with his eyes open for a long time before recovering from the dream.

What a strange dream!

Zhang Yan slandered, jumped up from behind the stone, and found that the sky above his head was slightly red.

Haha, it's almost evening, and I haven't found me yet. Mu Zheng is really useless!

Zhang Yan was so proud, he patted his buttocks and prepared to go back to the farm to laugh at Mu Zhengyi.

However, after walking a few steps, he stopped.

Looking to the left, it is golden wheat, looking to the right, it is still golden wheat, looking up, it is the sky that is getting darker and redder.

Looking around, you can see the same scenery, and you can't tell the east, west, north and south.

he's lost!

Realizing this fact, I am not afraid of anything, such as Young Master Zhang, who also panicked.

What if I don't know the way?Will someone come to him?Can you find him?What if no one came to him and he couldn't find his way back?

The more Zhang Yan thought about it, the more afraid he became, and when he was afraid, he began to think wildly. Coincidentally, the scarecrow monster fairy tale that his mother once told echoed in his mind.

"In the wheat field, there is a kind of monster hidden, it looks like an ordinary scarecrow, once a disobedient child runs into the wheat field, the scarecrow monster will eat him!"

"Don't eat me, don't eat me, don't eat me!"

Zhang Yan desperately shook his head and shouted, trying to drive the story of the scarecrow monster out of his mind.He retreated to the big rock, shrank himself behind the rock as much as possible, his small body trembling.

He was too scared, afraid that he would really become a meal for the monster in the wheat field, and also afraid that he would never go back and would stay in this wheat field until he died.

He can only try to recall all kinds of happy things and reduce his fear as much as possible.

Noisy and a bit lazy homeroom teacher.

Xiao Min, who liked it very much, looked at herself with adoring eyes.

Hide Dad's glasses under his bed.

My mother cooks and cooks her favorite roast pork ribs, and stands at the bottom of the stairs and calls her name...

"Zhang—yan—Zhang—yan—"

No, no, no, his mother didn't call him with a drawn-out voice like this. His mother who had practiced bel canto always called his name in a voice full of energy and penetrating power.

"Zhang—yan—"

I said that his mother didn't call people like this, why...

Um?wrong!

Zhang Yan raised his head abruptly, realizing that this was not a memory, but that someone really called his name.

"Zhang—yan—"

The voice was still shouting persistently, Zhang Yan was overjoyed, jumped on the rock and waved his hands vigorously, and responded loudly:

"Hey - I'm here! I'm - in - here -"

Excitement made Zhang Yan yell out loud, and he looked around anxiously, afraid that the person might not have heard his response.

After a while, the voice sounded again:

"Zhang Yan! Is that you? Where are you—"

He heard it!Zhang Yan waved his arms more vigorously.

"It's me! It's me! I'm Zhang Yan! Do you see my hands!"

"Stay there! Don't move—"

Taking advantage of the height of the stone, Zhang Yan stood on tiptoe, squinted his eyes and looked around in the fur field, and finally found a small discordant shadow in the calm wheat field, which turned around and moved towards Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan set up an awning with his hands to identify carefully. The man should be about the same height as himself, with only a part of his head protruding from the wheat field.That person seemed to be walking on tiptoe to confirm the location, those clear eyes that poked out from the wheat field from time to time were so familiar, Zhang Yan recognized the person right away——

Mu Zheng!

Facing the setting sun, the boy walked towards him through the waves of wheat, and the golden wheat had a dark golden tail winding behind him.

The distance between him and him gradually narrowed.

Zhang Yan stared at him intently, the small figure of the boy slowly expanded in his pupils until it occupied the entire line of sight.

Mu Zheng finally broke through the wheat waves and walked in front of him——

"Got you!"

In the next second, Mu Zheng was hugged fiercely.

Zhang Yan hugged Mu Zheng and watched, trying to make his voice normal, but couldn't help crying:

"Thank you! Thank you!"

Mu Zheng patted him on the back and comforted him softly: "It's okay, I'm here to find you, let's go back together."

Zhang Yan let go of Mu Zheng, raised his hand and rudely wiped his tears, thanking Mu Zheng for not pressing or laughing at him:

"Well, do you know the way?"

Mu Zheng shook the wooden stick he had been holding in his hand:

"Don't worry, I have a mark along the way." Mu Zheng stretched out his hand to Zhang Yan, "Let's go, let's go back."

The two teenagers, one behind the other, held hands and walked through the wheat field following the marks made by Mu Zheng.

Zhang Yan was dragged by Mu Zheng. After calming down, he was awkward, embarrassed, and the temper of the young master who wanted to save face came up again. But after all, Mu Zheng was the one who saved him. Zhang Yan didn't have the nerve to explode, so he had to change the topic attention.

"How did you find this place? Where are the other students? Where's the teacher?"

"After everyone couldn't find you, I was worried that something might happen to you, so I decided to tell the teacher. I took advantage of a few classmates to look for the teacher and searched in the backyard. I accidentally tripped and saw you staying in the corner. The words and the small hole, so I got out of the hole to find you, and then followed the path outside the wall to the wheat field, and saw your coat still outside the wheat field, and knew you were here."

Mu Zheng said casually, his steps forward seemed a little brisk, as if he would jump up at any time.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Zhang Yan feels that the Mu Zheng in front of him is a little different.

For example, Mu Zheng would not speak in such a casual tone. For example, when he found that Zhang Yan might run outside the wall, a normal Mu Zheng should tell the teacher as soon as possible, instead of running all the way over by himself... ··

But Zhang Yan, who was only ten years old, didn't have so many brain cells to think about such a detailed question, his doubts flashed, and he was obediently dragged away by Mu Zheng.

"I'm sorry," he said suddenly.

Mu Zheng didn't ask him why he said sorry, he just led the way on his own,

"I'm sorry for anything, it's just a small misunderstanding, no one is RMB, everyone loves it."

Zhang Yan said again: "Mu Zheng, shall we be good friends from now on?"

"Okay!"

Mu Zheng immediately replied, although he still didn't turn his head, Zhang Yan obviously felt that the other party's footsteps became lighter, and there was even a faint singing voice humming from his mouth.

Really, I will regard you as my best and most sincere friend, and we will always be very close in the future.

Zhang Yan said secretly in his heart.

When he was about to walk out of the wheat field, Mu Zheng, who was leading the way, suddenly turned his head, raised his head, and looked at a certain place, his eyes were filled with pious sparkles.

Zhang Yan was puzzled, and turned his head, and then saw a scene that he will always remember in his heart.

On the horizon at the end of the wheat field, the sky, the white clouds, the wheat field, and the sunset all converge at a point that seems to be far away, and the half-sinking sunset burns quietly with a scorching posture, burning red and vividly, There is a majestic force that renders the sky, the clouds, and the wheat fields, all of which are covered with this kind of red, transforming the original quiet picture scroll into a thick and colorful splash-ink painting.

Yuhi stared at Zhang Yan with such a flamboyant figure.

"Zhang Yan, this is the first time I have indulged myself like this."

Mu Zheng's voice came from behind, very softly:

"It's me who should thank you."

"I······"

Zhang Yan wanted to say something, but he swallowed the words when he turned around and saw Mu Zheng.

Mu Zheng's smile was reserved and polite.

He turned back to the serious Mu Zheng.

The sun had completely set when Zhang Yan and Mu Zheng returned to the farm.

The disappearance of the two classmates naturally caused an uproar. The teachers and farm staff almost dug three feet to search for the traces of the two children.

Especially Zhang Yan and Mu Zheng's class teacher originally only said that Zhang Yan was playing hide-and-seek and disappeared. Not long after, someone came to report that the always well-behaved Mu Zheng was also missing.

If something happened to the two children, her responsibility would be indispensable. She was so anxious that she almost hanged herself to apologize.

Fortunately, the two children finally came back by themselves, the head teacher was really relieved, but as soon as he was relieved, the pent-up anger surged up, and he called the two little brats aside for a scolding meal.

"Emphasised several times, don't run around! You even ran out of the farm! The teacher is going to scare you! The leaves haven't been cleaned, so I encourage the students to play games. God! I must inform my parents about this!"

The homeroom teacher opened his mouth like a machine gun, scolded for more than ten minutes and didn't stop, spittle flying like rain.

Zhang Yan, who pretended to bow his head and listened to the teachings humbly, wiped away the spittle that splashed on his face, and turned his head to look at Mu Zheng beside him. The hem of the clothes was twisted pitifully, the eyelashes like small fans were lowered to cover the eyes, the lips were tightly pursed, and the face was a little pale, especially after hearing the phrase "notify the parents", the whole body trembled.

It seems that he is not the same person as the person who briskly crossed the wheat field and watched the sunset before leaving.

Zhang Yan thought of what was said in some TV series: Everyone has a side that they don't want others to know.

Zhang Yan suddenly felt sorry for Mu Zheng.

"Mu Zheng, Mu Zheng."

Zhang Yan called Mu Zheng's name in a low voice, and after calling several words, Mu Zheng turned his head as if aware of it.Zhang Yan propped up his upper eyelid with his index finger, grinned with his thumb, and made a strange grimace, which was very funny.

"Pfft!" Mu Zheng didn't guard against him, and was suddenly amused by the grimace.

"What are you laughing at! What's so funny about it! Zhang Yan is the one who led Mu Zheng away! Mu Zheng was one more obedient child!"

The head teacher's anger was aggravated by the laughter, and the volume was raised to the highest level, and he cursed fiercely. After he finished cursing, he realized something:

When did Zhang Yan and Mu Zheng become so close?

Today is the day when the students come back from the farm. Mother Zhang prepared her son's favorite meals early, checked the time, took off her apron and prepared to drive to pick up her baby son home.

As soon as she drove the car out of the garage, she saw her unsmiling new neighbor, Mr. Mu, and rolled down the window to say hello to him. Mr. Mu, who looked a little anxious, was overjoyed when he saw Mrs. Zhang, and apologized to say that the company I have something to do and I can't go to school to pick up my son. Can I ask Mama Zhang to drop by.

Mrs. Zhang readily agreed. Mr. Mu’s son, Mu Zheng, looks as beautiful as a doll, and is well-behaved and sensible. He is a little mature for his age, and it is easy to arouse people’s maternal love. Zhang’s mother likes Mu Zheng very much. .

It's a pity that Zhang Yan, the bear child of the family, blows his nose and stares at the mention of Mu Zheng, and refuses to be friends with Mu Zheng.

Probably the two boys owed the other 500 million in their previous lives.

Mother Zhang thought helplessly.

When they arrived at the school gate, Zhang Yan didn't wait at the school gate as promised. Zhang's mother thought that her son was playing with some classmate again and forgot the time, so she got off the car and went to pick up her son in class.

As soon as she walked to the door of the classroom and looked inside casually, Zhang's mother was stunned.

After staying for a while, she suddenly took a few steps back, patted her face to make sure she was awake, then leaned over to look at the sky outside the aisle, and made sure the sun was hanging in the east and the world was still running normally of.

"It's strange, is it possible that my little Yan's head was knocked off?"

In the classroom, Zhang Yan and Mu Zheng were sitting together, talking head to head, the two young boys were very close, each other's shadows were cast lazily on each other, they looked at each other occasionally, and smiled tacitly, as if Good brothers who have known each other for a long time.