Ann and Zen

In Qingdao in April and May, there is a wave of moisture in the air.

Song Zian, who had just got off the train, smelled the moisture, and was inexplicably more looking forward to it. "It will get better!" Song Zian waited silently.

The car was speeding all the way, and it didn't take long for Song Zian to see a two-story building by the sea.Facing the sea, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, which is probably like this.At this moment, he chose not to fight or grab, and to face life gently.

Song Zian had never been here before, and this property was re-purchased by Song Zilong according to his request.The house is very close to a scenic spot, but surprisingly, not many people come here.

The car was some distance away from the house and couldn't be driven in. Song Zian got out of the car with a simple luggage on his back.The car drove away far away, and he really came out of that sad incident.

There are two tall magnolia trees on both sides of the house, and the plump flowers sway and fall wantonly.Well, it was the life he wanted.

The house is a simple two-story building with creepers all over the walls.The leaves of ivy in April and May are dazzling green.The first floor of the house is the living room and kitchen, and there is a small gym in the corner besides the toilet.There are several bedrooms on the second floor, and Song Zilong also arranged a study for him.It seems that Song Zilong really made serious preparations and deliberately brought all the books he likes to read here.

All the rooms are furnished with simple furniture, and they are clean.The arrangement is too detailed, wait for him to have time to do it, there is still a lot of time, go slowly, appreciate it.

Song Zilong's work is very good, he didn't miss it, he can tell who is good and who is not from a simple matter.When doing business, what should be raped is what should be done, and what should be fulfilled is still to be fulfilled.Song Zilong did this very well, even better than himself.

After packing up his luggage casually, Song Zian walked out of the house.In fact, this real estate is not small, and it covers a large area, but there is only one simple part of the house, and the rest are fields.Now that the fields are rented out to nearby farmers, Song Zian thought that when he settled down completely, he would also plant a little field and enjoy the life of morning revival and desolation.

After entering, the house is actually still some distance away from the seaside. Fortunately, there is still a broken seaside.The sea breeze in April and May was quite comfortable. Song Zian stood on the edge and looked into the distance. The sea was undulating, not turbulent but also rippled.

The dust settled.simple mood.

Saying goodbye to the past like this, it is really hard to leave something, but once you have made certain decisions, it is also very easy to start something new.When faced with this problem, Song Zian also struggled. The difficulty is not the occurrence of things, but the choice of things.Judging from the current situation, he didn't make a wrong choice. If he continued to stay there, nothing might happen. In short, it would not be a pleasant thing.

For the temptation of material things, under the influence of certain things, he still resisted.There may be other things in this world that attract him more, such as the current life.

Starting a new life with a new attitude was the whole point of his current thinking.Thinking of the khata with its magical space, Song Zian raised the corner of his mouth, "Looks like life will be very interesting in the future", he thought silently in his heart.