what is your vision

"If you meet the right person, I will also bless you."

Lu Yunchu was wearing a helmet, and the brim of the hat cast a shadow above the bridge of his nose.

"Then let's talk about it when we meet." He raised his head, and all his unspeakable thoughts were diluted with his distant gaze, until he saw the edge of the forest land in front of him, "Should we go back?"

"Okay." Zhou Yanchuan took the reins and made the horse turn.His horse took a few steps obediently, but his companion did not follow.

He turned back immediately.

Lu Yunchu's horse didn't turn around, it was still where it was just now, and for some reason it was startled, and suddenly raised its front legs.

"Lu Yunchu!" Zhou Yanchuan was about to step forward when the horse put down its hooves and quickly ran in another direction.

In a panic, Lu Yunchu lowered his body and hugged the horse's neck tightly. The jolt was much more violent than before.But it quickly quieted down and returned to its unhurried gait.

Zhou Yanchuan also followed, Lu Yunchu straightened up, turned around and waved at him.

Knowing that the other party was wearing a helmet and armor, and the sandy ground was not hard, Zhou Yanchuan was still disturbed by this sudden situation, and his mind went blank for a short time.

"Fortunately, Xiao Wang taught me how to deal with emergencies just now." Lu Yunchu's face remained unchanged, "I'm riding well, right?"

"...Well," Zhou Yanchuan felt his heart beating wildly, took two deep breaths, and regained his senses, "Are you okay?"

"Didn't you see it all? You didn't fall." Lu Yunchu glanced at his slightly pale face, "Those who didn't know thought you almost fell."

Zhou Yanchuan didn't deny it. If he had encountered such a situation, he probably wouldn't be so terrified. He couldn't explain the reason.He deliberately approached, almost shoulder to shoulder with Lu Yunchu.

It was almost time for dinner, and they didn't ride back to the main road. They could also go to the stables along that fork road, but it was a little farther away.

The restaurant in the racecourse is a small two-story building, located beside a small artificial lake. Zhou Yanchuan booked a place by the window where he could enjoy the lake view.

"The food here is more natural." He has come more often, so he understands the situation better.

In fact, Lu Yunchu also saw it during the morning's play, the racecourse has an area for growing vegetables.The people who come here are not all for riding horses, some are just for tasting farm food, or enjoying the scenery of nearby lakes and mountains, and relaxing.

Needless to say, the restaurant's vegetarian dishes are self-sufficient. It is said that most of the meat is from farmers, which is natural and healthy.The recipes are often changed, and Zhou Yanchuan discovers something new almost every time he visits.

It was the first time for Lu Yunchu to come to this place, and he was looking forward to the delicacies made of fresh local products.His cheeks had a tinge of rosiness from a moderate amount of activity in the sun.

Zhou Yanchuan was disturbed by the episode while riding, holding his mobile phone, his head was in a daze.

There was the sound of water pouring in his ears, he saw Lu Yunchu pouring tea, he breathed a sigh of relief, and asked nonchalantly, "How about the braised chicken?"

"Ah."

"Is it okay to fry lily with three colors?"

"it is good."

Every time he saw a dish, he reported it to ask Lu Yunchu what he meant, and it took seven or eight minutes before he ordered all of them.

Lu Yunchu held his chin in his hand and glanced towards the lake, where a few children were feeding the fish.He didn't know what he thought of, and said to himself: "It's almost Chinese New Year."

"Well," Zhou Yanchuan was about to ask him about his New Year's arrangements, so he took advantage of the situation and said, "Aren't you going home for the New Year, and are you here alone?"

"Yes," Lu Yunchu opened his hands and made a "no" gesture, "What about you?"

"Actually, I'm pretty much the same..." Zhou Yanchuan didn't mention An Wan's invitation to him for a New Year's Eve dinner, and observed Lu Yunchu's expression while talking.

"Why don't we go together?" The two said almost in unison, and then they looked at each other and smiled.

The so-called New Year's Eve together, for two people who can't make a fuss, means having a light meal together.Although there was not much discussion on this topic, they reached a tacit consensus.

Now that he agreed to Lu Yunchu, Zhou Yanchuan told Mo Ziyang directly after going to work the next day that he had an appointment during the Chinese New Year.

"I went to see my aunt in the third grade of junior high school."

"Who? Can you abandon my mother and stay with me?" Mo Ziyang smelled gossip again, "Isn't it the female friend who had a crush on you last time?"

"Fuck you, I don't have a crush on me," Zhou Yanchuan marveled at his sixth sense, "And it's not...he's with a man."

"So it wasn't..." Mo Ziyang was very straightforward. Once he heard that it was a man, he naturally ruled out the possibility that he was the same person as last time, and he lost even the interest in inquiring.

Zhou Yanchuan didn't bother to explain, and continued to work on his work.

As the Spring Festival was getting closer, Zhou Yanchuan went to the cemetery on the weekend before that.His parents are now buried together in a cemetery in the western suburbs.

After simply cleaning the open space in front of the stele, replacing it with new offerings such as fruits and flowers, offering incense and bowing, Zhou Yanchuan stood there quietly for a while, and heard someone sobbing softly behind him.

In a place like the cemetery, it is not difficult to understand the sound of crying. It may be that a relative has just passed away.

Zhou Yanchuan suspected that if he stayed any longer, he would also be infected with sadness, so he turned around and walked back along the gentle stairs.

Just after walking down two steps, the crying woman stopped her voice suddenly, and said to him tremblingly: "Are you... Yan Chuan?"

Zhou Yanchuan didn't pay attention to who it was at first, but turned his head to take a look when he heard the voice.

"Qingru?"

"it's me."

Liu Qingru hasn't changed much, her eyebrows and eyes are the same as before, but Zhou Yanchuan hasn't seen her for a long time, and his memory has long been blurred.

"Are you...to see Uncle?" Liu Qingru couldn't be sure, she remembered that Zhou Yanchuan's father was buried in Wen County before.

"Not only my father, but also my mother," Zhou Yanchuan said, "They are together."

"It turns out that Auntie also..." There were tears on her face, she didn't care to wipe it off, "When did it happen?"

"A long time, nine years."

"That's not—" Liu Qingru immediately understood that not long after they broke up, Zhou Yanchuan's mother also passed away.

"Well, you..."

Zhou Yanchuan turned his gaze to the tombstone in front of her, and Liu Qingru understood, "I'm looking at my father, he's been dead for half a year."

Zhou Yanchuan was familiar with Liu Qingru's parents.Early on, her parents were very against them being together.After all, Liu Qingru is a regular university graduate, one year older than Zhou Yanchuan, and has a much better job. In their opinion, her daughter can find a better partner.

In the months after the showdown with her parents, Zhou Yanchuan impressed the two elderly people with his sincerity and filial piety, and they no longer objected.

And just before the two were going to get married, Liu's father suffered a heart attack and needed a large sum of money for surgery.Neither the Liu family nor Zhou Yanchuan could afford the money.

Liu Qingru has a deep relationship with her parents, and she is unwilling to marry with peace of mind when her father is sick.Her later husband reached out at that time.

"Auntie... Where's your mother?"

"She's fine," Liu Qingru said, "I'm at home with my daughter today."

Zhou Yanchuan wondered why her husband didn't come to visit the grave, but he also knew that it had nothing to do with him, so there was no need to ask.

Remembering that the old man who died in the cemetery was an old acquaintance with himself, he bowed three times to the tombstone, and then bid farewell to Liu Qingru: "I'm going first, take care."

Liu Qingru didn't stay long, and Zhou Yanchuan saw her again after arriving at the parking lot.The parking spaces for the two were not far apart.

"Yan Chuan," Zhou Yan Chuan opened the car door, and heard the other party calling his name loudly, "Can you leave a contact information?"

He pondered for a while, then raised his head halfway in that direction: "Qingru, contact information...it's not necessary. You have to take good care of your home."

Sitting in the car, Zhou Yanchuan still didn't quite understand why Liu Qingru wanted his contact information after all these years.

After the breakup, he never deleted Liu Qingru's phone number, and he never looked for her again.When his mother had just passed away, he was too lonely. At that time, he and Mo Ziyang were just friends with each other, and there was no one among his peers who could talk to him.

Once he was made things difficult by a client, he was depressed, drank a lot of wine, and couldn't cry when he wanted to cry. The most common sentence his mother used to say was, "We don't want to be rich, we just want to be happy."

Under the influence of alcohol, he casually dialed a contact number in his mobile phone, but got a cold reply of "Hi, the number you dialed is an empty number".

Squinting her eyes and taking a closer look, it was Liu Qingru who hadn't been in touch for a year. It turned out that she had changed her number.

I didn't mean to bother you. What are you doing changing your number?At that time, Zhou Yanchuan felt even more uncomfortable.

Now that he mentions this matter again, he just feels in a trance.It wasn't intentional retaliation for what the other party did in the first place, but he really let go, and it was inappropriate.

Even if he wanted to catch up with his ex, he couldn't find anything to talk about, not to mention that she was already married and had a husband who loved her. Isn't he afraid that his husband would be suspicious?

Back in the urban area, Zhou Yanchuan didn't think about the meeting with Liu Qingru any more, and even felt unreal as if his memory was blurred.

Ten years can change a lot.

He didn't want to linger any longer.

On New Year's Eve, a New Year's Eve with only two people is destined not to be a lively party.

Zhou Yanchuan and Lu Yunchu also spent the morning together. They had refreshments at a Cantonese-style restaurant that was in normal operation. They stayed from less than eleven o'clock to past noon.

New Year's Eve is held at Zhou Yanchuan's house, and Lu Yunchu suggested to come to his house on New Year's Eve.A lot of ingredients have been prepared one after another in the past few days, more than enough for two people.

In the afternoon, Zhou Yanchuan brought a yellow croaker to his house and said he wanted to make a squirrel fish.

"Can you still cook this dish?"

"Well, the trouble is the trouble," he began to count the ingredients, "it's more interesting to make delicious things." He usually doesn't cook such complicated dishes, and the Chinese New Year always has to be a little different.

"That's true."

"Hey, is there someone knocking on the door?" Zhou Yanchuan asked with his ears pricked up.

"No way, who will come at this time?" The sound of hitting the stainless steel door soon sounded again, very fast and irregular, and Lu Yunchu also believed that someone was outside, "I'll go and see."

He suspected that it was a salesman or even a liar. After lazily opening the door, he shivered as if he had been poured cold water on his head.

"Mom... why are you here?"