Tsinghua University

Once the autumnal equinox passes, the sun's rays gradually move toward the Tropic of Capricornus, the days become shorter and the nights longer.The rain also fell one after another, dispersing the remaining heat of summer, making people feel much cooler.

There is a desk calendar in the studio. I don’t know who drew a small circle with a pencil on the date when I went out to sketch at the end of September.Every day before class, someone would look at the desk calendar and count how many days were left before that small circle.

Studio, dormitory, cafeteria, the three-point and one-line life is too boring, and most people are looking forward to going out to sketch as soon as possible.

Jiang Fusheng packed his things half a month in advance. It has been rainy recently, so he packed two umbrellas, one for himself and one for Shen Tinglan.

The students are looking forward to more sunny days, especially during the time when they go out to sketch.But the weather seemed to be deliberately against them, and when they finally set off, there was a layer of lead-colored clouds on the horizon, and rain was brewing in the clouds.

The studio rented a car to take them to Shidu. Jiang Fusheng put down his things and began to sigh with emotion as soon as he sat down on his seat: "This rain should fall quickly, the sooner the better, it will finish when we get to Shidu. Time to wander around."

Shen Tinglan leaned on the seat, looked up at the sky outside the window, and asked, "What if the rain hasn't finished by Shidu?"

"Then I'll draw you in the room." Jiang Fusheng said softly, "The scenery is beautiful, so are you."

Shen Tinglan laughed: "Then I'd rather the rain stop and let you paint me in the room every day."

"Okay. Then I will draw a different version of you every day, you when you are sleeping, you when you are in a daze, and you when you are smiling...I like you no matter what."

"Hey——, I like to hear that." Shen Tinglan took off his coat and covered himself and Jiang Fusheng's lap with it.With the cover of this thin top, Shen Tinglan secretly went to hold Jiang Xusheng's hand.

The car had just started, and the cold wind from the air conditioner hadn't fully worked, and the cabin was as hot as a microwave oven.Jiang Fusheng's hands were covered with fine sweat, his fingers were bent, and he scratched Shen Tinglan's palm from time to time, like a fish swimming back and forth.When the newly grown nails touched the skin, even the heart itched.

Shen Tinglan grabbed Jiang Fusheng's fingers at once to prevent them from causing trouble.Jiang Fu chuckled, and looked sideways at Shen Tinglan.His eyes are black and white, the black pupils are like ink-colored mountains, and the whites of his eyes are clear water, just like a landscape painting.

Shen Tinglan was embarrassed by the look, held Jiang Fusheng's hand and ignored him, turned his head and looked out the window.

Before the rain fell, several shops on the side of the road had already opened their doors. Students who were in a hurry to go to school rode their bikes very fast, and the old lady who was walking her dog in the early morning slowly dangled an umbrella in her hand.

The car gradually drove out of the busy city, and the fewer people there were, the more secluded the environment became.The Taihang Mountains are connected to the southwest of Beijing, and there are many mountains in this area.The mountain is not high, not more than 200 meters left and right, but there are many.Like undulating waves, layer upon layer.The road winds and snakes among these blue mountains, and it is a thin and curved one.

Someone in the studio had never seen such a stretch of mountains, and shouted through the window: "There are mountains, there are mountains!"

Others thought it was a fuss: "The mountains are too short to see."

"There are still fields on the mountain!"

The mountains here are relatively flat, and suitable places have been reclaimed by the locals into fields.It's just that some fields are no longer square and square, but twisted into parallelograms due to terrain constraints.Crops grow in crooked fields, ears pointing upward toward the sun.

Shen Tinglan was also looking at the mountains. Most of these short mountains only grew shrubs, and there were very few real trees.The exposed brown rocks are covered with hard marks like knives and axes, which are the deep marks left by thousands of years of wind, rain and sunshine, and have a rough and wild beauty.

Shen Tinglan suddenly felt itchy, and wanted to draw the scenery he saw with his eyes on paper.It's a pity that all the things I used for painting hit the luggage compartment and were not with me.Holding Jiang Xusheng with his left hand, he took out the mobile phone in his pocket with his right hand, and took a series of photos facing the mountain.

When you have time, you can choose some of these photos to draw.

Seeing Jiang Fusheng, he freed up one hand to take a picture of the mountain.The car was unavoidably unstable while driving, so he thought about taking more photos to show Shen Tinglan, maybe he would have something he likes here?

Jiang Fusheng always wanted to make Shen Tinglan happy, he didn't know why, it seemed that this matter had already been imprinted in his subconscious mind.As long as Shen Tinglan is happy, he will be doubly happy and satisfied.

This is a very strange psychology, no wonder there is a saying that people in love have no IQ.Most of the space in the brain is taken up by the figure of another person, and almost all the IQ is used to please him, and people are naturally demented.

But Jiang Fusheng didn't think there was anything wrong with this, on the contrary, he enjoyed the process quite a bit. The pursuit of love is a matter of course.

Shen Tinglan found out that Jiang Fusheng was also taking pictures, thinking that Jiang Fusheng liked it.He pays special attention to the scenery passing by, and when he finds something beautiful, he takes the opportunity to take pictures.

They patted the mountain all the way in silence.After the car entered the range of Shidu, the raindrops the size of soybeans slammed on the car window, quickly and densely, making all the scenery hazy, and the mountains outside turned into a large area of ​​brown dotted with blue.

"Why is it raining at this time?" Jiang Huaiyang pulled out the weather forecast that came with his phone and called out, "It's going to rain until after twelve o'clock? Deliberately disturb me."

A girl said: "The weather forecast is not accurate, maybe we will arrive and the rain will stop."

Jiang Huaiyang turned off the weather forecast: "Then I can lend you a good word."

Facts have proved that the weather forecast is rarely accurate this time.When they arrived at the farmyard, the sky had not yet cleared.However, the rain became weaker, and the bean-sized raindrops were pulled into thin lines by gravity, and the sound of landing was pattering, which was much gentler.

Everyone didn't care about opening umbrellas, and ran in the door with their own things.Last night, the studio teacher had arranged everyone's room, and Shen Tinglan and Jiang Fusheng were on the top floor.There is only one room on the top floor, and it is a color steel room built on the corner of the roof.It used to be a storage room, but later, because there were not enough houses, the boss cleared it out and accommodated as many tourists as possible.

This room is big enough to accommodate six people in six beds.Shen Tinglan and the four of them, plus two people from the dormitory next door, climbed up to the roof with their things.

The scenery here is good, surrounded by mountains on all sides, and there is a small river not far away.From time to time, there are bamboo rafts across the river.

Teacher Liu told them to put away their things quickly and have lunch on the second floor.Shen Tinglan regards eating as one of the great joys in life, and was about to leave, when suddenly, he heard the sound from the loudspeaker in the vegetable market outside:

"The trapeze is ready, the trapeze is ready!"

"Ah? Flying people?" Shen Tinglan looked at Zhao Han.

Zhao Han came here last year, and he has rich experience. He explained: "There are bungee jumpers here in Shidu. Before each jump, they have to shout a few words of encouragement from the loudspeaker. If you are interested, you can go there when you are free. Bounce, experience the feeling of a trapeze."