You are in love

There is beautiful music flowing in the house, and the tea in the cup is slowly steaming with fragrance on the left hand side.

Mo Zijin lay comfortably on the recliner and almost fell asleep. A few rays of sunlight in the evening shone through the window and shone on him. His jet-black hair reflected a soft radiance, and he had a faint smile on his face. , seems to be trapped in a beautiful dream and does not want to wake up.

"Cuckoo~" An owl hooted suddenly from outside the window, and Mo Zijin frowned and opened his still somewhat confused eyes.

He got up from the recliner and went to the window to look out through the window. Outside was the normal southern scrub.

Mo Zijin stretched out his hand to open the window in doubt. He remembered that there was no such thing as an owl here.The window was slowly pushed open, but the scenery that greeted him stunned him.

Tall trees stand on the land covered with dark green turf, the forest is filled with mist, and the sun shines from the dense branches on the soft grass with small purple flowers.

"Coo-coo~" the cry of the owl woke him up.Mo Zijin looked up and found its figure on a branch in midair. A leaf above its head in midair slowly dripped a drop of water, reflecting a pair of golden eyes crystal clear...

"Passengers, please pay attention. The plane is about to land at Seattle Airport. Passengers, please get ready..." The voice of the broadcast made Mo Zijin, who was sitting by the window, open his eyes. The fully awake eyes let out a breath slowly, unexpectedly having that dream again.

When he woke up from this dream two months ago, he couldn't forget what he saw in the dream. He searched the Internet for words such as arbor owl golden eyes, and unexpectedly found a place.Forks, a small town in the United States, although this place is only famous because of the filming location of a movie, he quickly made up his mind to come here for a journey that is enough for him to vent his inspiration on paper. After all, for a person who likes to draw, a place that can inspire him is tantamount to heaven.

After more than a month of preparation, he boarded the plane to Fox with a sum of cash that was enough for him to live a comfortable life for a long time, but he didn't expect to have this dream again...

After dazed for a while, Mo Zijin sat up straight and looked out at the city.The city is not big, and the buildings inside are not very high. There are beautifully pruned cedars and trees planted there. The green area of ​​the city is very high, and it has a quiet and elegant beauty that is different from modern cities.The edge of the city is a large forest, and there are rolling mountains in the distance with hazy clouds and mists.

I hope I can stay here for a while... Mo Zijin pursed her lips tightly, and there was an imperceptible tiredness in her lowered eyes.

As soon as I walked out of the gate of the airport, it started to rain lightly in the cloudy sky.Mo Changjin stretched out his hands to gather his coat and stood in the rain a little dazedly. His jet-black hair was quickly wet and sticky into strands. The facial features of Asians were different from the roughness of the people around him, which quickly attracted the attention of passers-by.

"Hey! May I help you, boy?" A car stopped next to him, and the passenger's window dropped to reveal a kindly smiling brown face.

"Uh, yes... May I ask where I can get a taxi?" Mo Zijin was a little taken aback and let go of the hand that unconsciously clenched the zipper of his coat, showing an unnatural smile, his lips slightly pale due to the low temperature in the rain Wear white.

"The taxi is not a short distance away from here at another station. Where are you going, kid?" Billy noticed his hair that was wet from the rain, and then he took out an umbrella from his seat and handed it to him, motioning for him to put it on. .

"Thank you!" Mo Zijin reached out to take the black umbrella and opened it. After being cut off from the rain, his body instantly felt a lot warmer. "My destination is Forks, the town of Forks." The smile on Billy's face just finished speaking. A little older, "What a coincidence, kid, I live in Forks, and I'm going home now, I'll give you a ride, for the sake of the weather" seems to see his unnaturalness Billy is playful He added a sentence that made him feel a lot more at ease.

"Uh, thank you, sir!" Mo Zijin looked at him with a shy smile and got into the warm and comfortable car with the enthusiastic help of the guy in the driver's seat.

The cold rain and the sound of the rain were blocked out of the car window, he took off his somewhat wet coat and thanked him, took the clean towel handed over by Billy and wiped his wet hair.

The car was driving on the highway at a safe and fast speed, and the tall trees on both sides of the road flew by.When he learned that Mo Zijin hadn't found a house yet, Billy enthusiastically contacted his good friend Charlie.It is said that he is the Sheriff of Fox Town. Although he looks taciturn to outsiders, he is definitely a good Sheriff who is enthusiastic and helpful.

Not long after, Billy's son Jacob drove the car to a small white building with ease. A police car was parked beside the building, and a middle-aged man in police uniform was waiting for them on the steps at the door. .

"Hey! Charlie, has the ball game started yet?" Billy greeted him with his hands out of the car window, and after getting off the car, he warmly embraced his friend who leaned over.

"Yes, I just came back from patrol, everything is waiting for you," Charlie stood up and saw the boy standing beside him, with an imperceptible gentleness on his serious face, "Hello, Molly, I am this small town Sheriff Charlie Swan, just call me Charlie."

Mo Zijin's English name was Mo Li. He showed a shy but relaxed smile. For him who is not used to dealing with others, he still prefers this kind of serious and responsible policeman, and his words Not much and respect the privacy of others.

Sure enough, the next time he got along with Charlie proved that his judgment was correct, and Charlie also helped him settle down in this small town at a very fast speed.

"Charlie, thank you." Mo Zijin stood in front of his new home and hugged a stranger he had only known for a few days for the first time. He could smell the moisture from Charlie's police uniform coat and the warm breath in his arms. , It feels like an elder who can let children rely on wind and rain.

Charlie patted him on the shoulder, and a gentle smile appeared on his perennially solemn face, "You're welcome, you can come to me if you have any difficulties in the future, rest well tonight and go to school tomorrow, you will get along very well with the children in the town Okay." Charlie's natural reticence prevented him from saying any more heart-warming words, and seeing his reddish eyes, Charlie just patted him on the shoulder again and then got into his car and left.

Mo Zijin watched the car leave his sight, closed his eyes slightly to calm down his depressed mood, and then turned around and walked into his own room.

This small two-story building is on the edge of a forest road leading to the forest, and the nearest neighbor is on the other corner of the road.Originally, Charlie did not agree to introduce this house to him, but Mo Zijin liked the forest not far behind the house and the quiet environment conducive to his painting.Charlie imagined that he would patrol the surrounding area several times a day, and the large animals were deep in the forest, and the Cullen family would drive by here every day.

Thinking of this, Charlie agreed with him to live here, and considering the distance from here to Fox Middle School, Charlie also introduced him a modified car from Billy's house with better performance, after knowing that he was not short of money.But in the end, because I didn't have a driver's license, I had to give up.

The new home is not big but it is enough for him. One of the two rooms on the second floor is used as a bedroom, and the other room with a better view of the forest is used as a studio. There are few things in the studio. An easel and pencils and a stack of drawing paper.

Mo Zijin sat down on the only small stool in the studio. He frowned at the unsuitable height. It seemed that he needed to add a stool of suitable height to the things he bought.He reached for a piece of drawing paper and fixed it on the drawing board, then opened the pencil case.

A person soon appeared on the white drawing paper. That person was wearing a police uniform and standing next to the police car. His curly hair was wet from the rain, and the downcast eyes on his well-defined and serious face were soft and loving.He is tall and tall, and his outstretched arms shielded the child in his arms from the rain... He called his father

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