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This is the first time Hao Mei followed ko home.

Along the way, he couldn't calm down.Although there is no one in ko's house, he is still nervous and happy.After all, the ceremony of "meeting the parents" still has a very solemn meaning.

They took a plane, changed buses, and arrived at the small mountain village after more than ten hours of tossing and bumping.

The sky is already full of stars.

Hao Mei looked at the stars so close and so bright with some surprise, living in the city for too long, she almost forgot what the stars looked like.

Ko's old house has been renovated in the past few years, but it has not been lived in for a long time, and it is still full of dust.

The two cleaned up carefully, took a shower in the yard, and then ran to the hillside behind to enjoy the scenery.

On the hillside is a fertile field where some vegetables are grown.They sat shoulder to shoulder on the ridge road.

Suddenly, I remembered two lines of poems: "The stars are flat and the wild is wide, and the moon is surging and the river is flowing."Although the real scene is a bit worse, the open artistic conception is truly displayed in front of you.

The stars twinkled and blinked, as if they could be picked by hand.The breeze blows, driving the green leaves to dance, one after another, like a brisk music.

Hao Mei's heart moved: "Is this the source of your screen name?" He stretched out his hand and gestured to the night sky.

"Well. When I was a child, my grandma often took me to sit here, looking at the stars, the moon, listening to the wind, and listening to the insects. She would tell many, many stories that I couldn't see in the books. In her eyes, everything exists Spirituality, even a wild flower, has its own story." His voice was low, with a hint of nostalgia.

"What did she tell you?" Hao Mei asked curiously.

"Everyone in this world corresponds to a star in the sky, as long as you find that star, it will wink at you."

"Then have you found it?"

"I think he's winking at me right now."

Ko turned his head and stared at Hao Mei, Hao Mei blinked suddenly, then lowered her head a little shyly.

"'Hand can pick the stars' actually has another meaning." Ko took his hand, "I think I've already picked it."

Hao Mei hugged him back: "I will, always be by your side, and continue to tell you many, many stories instead of grandma."

Ko nodded with a smile: "Yes. From now on, every one of my stories will have a name called Hao Mei."

Hao Mei leaned over and pressed a kiss on his lips.

They sat there that night and talked a lot. Ko introduced him to his past and told him the stories his grandma once told.

The appearance of Ko when he was a child gradually became full in Hao Mei's mind. He seemed to take a time machine back to the past and grow up with him all the way.And ko's loneliness of more than [-] years was finally redeemed on this night.

Before going to bed, Hao Mei suddenly realized: "ko, you are very good at telling stories, why do you say you can't tell stories?"

"Because I didn't speak well."

"Oh."

It turns out that you really can't tell stories, not that you can't tell stories.

Well, my pot.