In the afternoon, the plane flew through the blue sky from far and near. The appearance gradually became clear, leaving behind a light white cloud.
In front of the glass window on the ground, the dark-skinned young man looked at the plane and subconsciously packed up his thick clothes against the glass to make himself look more energetic.
Immediately, he turned to the exit of the airport and waited there in advance.
A familiar tour guide was holding a small flag to welcome the guests and casually greeting him: "There are guests on the island again, Xiao Lei."
"Yes, uncle." Qin Lei smiled naively, "I don't know whether he came to travel to the island or do business."
"I guess it's here for business. It's still cold now. When summer comes, there will be more guests to play.
The latitude here is very high and the temperature is quite cold. Even though it is almost May, many places in the south have gone from spring to summer, and the air that covers this land is still filled with coldness.
The two chatted one by one until the first passenger to go out appeared at the exit after the plane landed for a while.
They immediately stopped talking and concentrated on looking for the guests they were waiting for in the crowd.
This is a very small airport, which is as big as a bus terminal in an ordinary city. There are few flights every day. This is the last flight today.
In fact, Qin Lei didn't know what the guests to be picked up today looked like. He only knew that they were two male guests from the far south.
He agreed in advance to wait for them at the exit of the airport. Anyway, there were few people in the whole airport, and there were very few tourists. It should be easy to recognize.
But in fact, when the two figures appeared in his sight, he was inexplicably sure.
The man in a black tweed coat pushed the suitcase with a straight figure. Even if Qin Lei couldn't recognize the brand of the clothes or suitcase at all, he felt that they were stained with an expensive smell.
Another man with him has a dazzling hair color that is rare in daily life, a dark brown flying jacket, a backpack in his hand, and is talking to the people around him.
When Qin Lei was a little stunned, the young man in the jacket turned his head and looked over, calmly crossed all the other eyes staring at them, and asked with a smile, "Mr. Qin?"
"Ah, it's me!" Qin Lei quickly said, "Hello, just call me Xiaoqin."
In the face of these two guests with extraordinary temperament, he inevitably became a little cramped and nervous. For a moment, he didn't know whether to take the initiative to pick up the expensive-looking suitcase. He was afraid of breaking the thing, and subconsciously stretched out his outstretched hand suddenly froze in mid-air.
The guest with dazzling hair smiled and joked, "No need to help, the box is very light."
The other guest's tone was calm and calm, with a hint of distance: "Is the car outside?"
"Yes, there is." Qin Lei immediately led them out, "I'll drive the car here."
When the group got on the car and officially headed for the destination, Qin Lei, who was holding the steering wheel, was particularly careful.
This is the best off-road vehicle he has ever drive.
When he went to pick up the car as ordered, he asked the owner of the car car shere. The price was astronomical that he could not imagine, and the performance was also powerful and outstanding that everyone who could drive loved it.
At this moment, driving on the rough and steep road is like walking on a flat ground.
The destination of the two guests is a secluded island where Qin Lei grew up. It is five or six hours away from the airport, and they have to take a boat at that time.
Along the way, not only the terrain is steep, but the road conditions are also relatively poor. The local economy is not good, and there is no money to make good road repair.
The road is getting older and older, and there are fewer and fewer people, which has become a vicious circle.
But objectively speaking, the scenery here is very good. The mountains and rivers are beautiful, the ocean is vast, and the folk customs are extremely simple.
Qin Lei has always felt that his hometown is beautiful, but the location is too remote and the transportation is inconvenient, so his reputation is not obvious. Only some senior backpackers will come here to visit.
In the past, when Qin Lei picked up other guests to the island, he had to take an old minibus or drive his own broken van. He was dizzy all the way. When he got off the bus, he had to rest for half a day to calm down.
Today is the most comfortable bus he has ever drive.
The guests in the back seat even fell asleep.
Qin Lei, who was calcerving on driving, heard a low exhortation: "Drive steadily."
He reflexively glanced at the rearview mirror, immediately stopped the answer that was about to blurt out, and nodded seriously instead.
In the cold afternoon, the temperature in the car was very comfortable. The crimson hair fainted on the pure black tweed material. Mr. Chi was sleeping on his lover's shoulder.
In a particularly quiet and peaceful atmosphere, Qin Lei, who was silent, drove the car slower.
This journey was actually a little strange. The two guests were not interested in the regular itinerary he provided. They only said they were going to the island, and they were going to the farthest and smallest island.
The scenery there is quite beautiful, but if you come to take pictures on a special trip, it must depend on the time and weather, instead of going directly from the airport.
Therefore, Qin Lei could not figure out the purpose of their trip.
Mr. He's salary is very generous. He is generous and kind. He is always worried that he will get too much money. Therefore, he wants to work hard to complete everything that the good guests tell him.
And he was still curious - what on earth did these two guests come here for?
They look out of place with this forgotten and desolate land, as if they were people from another world.
Through the rearview mirror in the car, Qin Lei could see Mr. He in the back seat maintaining the same posture and let his lover sleep peacefully on his shoulder.
He lowered his head and stared at his lover's sleeping face for a moment, looking at his slender and thick eyelashes like crow feathers, trembling gently with breathing and sleep.
Then, he looked sideways at the strange scenery flowing backwards outside the car window, and his eyes flashed quietly.
It contains a complicated feeling that Qin Lei can't read.
It almost gave him the illusion that the steering wheel in his hand guided not only the smooth journey in front of him.
It's a longer and more vicissitudes of a long journey.
As dusk falls into the night, the circling gulls return to the port. The ships booked in advance carry guests and sail to the islands scattered in the sea.
When they drove through the penultimate island, they saw the bridge.
A long bridge connecting the two islands.
The long journey reached the end silently.
Qin Lei heard Mr. He's voice: "Go to the shore."
The noisy sea breeze blurred all the emotions in the words.
Qin Lei drove the boat to the shore with sharp movements. He is one of the few tour guides in this area. He can drive and sail boats. He is familiar with everything here and wants more people to appreciate the beauty of his hometown.
They stopped on the edge of the smallest island, where several old houses were scattered on the barren land, only one of which was still lit.
It was already night, and there was a faint aroma of food in the wind.
The old man heard the movement outside and pushed the door out. As soon as he saw Qin Lei, he smiled, "Are you bringing someone to play again?"
Qin Lei greeted warmly, "Yes, have you had dinner?"
"I've eaten. Why are you here tonight?" The old man said with concern, "The scenery is better during the day."
During the day, you can see the endless blue sea here, and there are gorgeous sunrises and sunsets in the morning and evenings. It is an oil painting-like beauty, which is very suitable for tourists who like photography.
But now it's night, the sea is dark, and only the island is shining with sporadic light.
In the open door of the house, there was also an old man. She was half leaning on the bed, with a bowl of rice she had just eaten on the table in her hand. Her voice trembled: "Is it Xiaolei?"
Qin Lei took the initiative to take a few steps forward, responded to the old man's greeting, and gently helped the wheelchair placed in the room to a place that did not affect walking.
At the same time, he did not forget to introduce to the two guests standing aside: "Uncle and old old mother are the only residents of this island. Mother's legs and feet are not good, and it is inconvenient to walk. Have you noticed the bridge just now? That's uncle..."
He looked at the guests politely as he spoke, but the moment he met their eyes, he suddenly felt that they seemed to have known what he was saying.
Qin Lei didn't know why he had such a bizarre idea.
Maybe it's because their eyes are too quiet.
It was so quiet that even the surging waves around lost their sound.
Qin Lei said goodbye to the old man he knew well and took the two guests to the bridge, the only scenic spot at night.
I couldn't see clearly when I looked from the sea just now. Only when I got closer could I see the appearance of the bridge clearly.
Before going up the bridge, Qin Lei specially explained, "Although the bridge was originally built by uncle alone, the materials and capabilities are limited, and the appearance is not very solid, which may be a little scary, but someone has helped to reinforce it this year, and now it is very stable, and you can walk with confidence."
Mr. He, who had been silent for a long time, finally said, "Have you reinforced it this year?"
He looked at the bridge carefully and did find a difference compared with the images in the news picture in his memory.
"Yes, it's those foreigners who come to run business. Uncle talked to me for a long time. After that, every time I bring foreign guests to play, he will take the initiative to come out to say hello."
With that, Qin Lei remembered the doubts along the way, scratched his head with a smile, and said frankly, "To be honest, I thought you were here for business at first, but I didn't think it was like you after seeing it."
These two guests are not like those swindy salesmen, but like big bosses who come to investigate investment.
Mr. He continued to ask, "Do people often come here to do business?"
"It was very rare in the early years, and it has only increased one after another in the past six months." Qin Lei thought about it carefully, "I heard that we have special seafood here, so come and have a look."
He saw that the two guests seemed to be very interested in this matter, so he introduced them patiently.
"We have a lot of delicious seafood here, and they are all unique here. They can't be eaten in other places, but they are not famous and the transportation cost is high, so no one came to do this business in the past."
"I was also curious about how these people suddenly came before. I specifically inquired about it. It was because there is a very popular shopping application now, which specializes in the modules of special products, which is very popular with customers in big cities, bringing a lot of novelty things that were not famous before. I remember that application is called... What's the name? It seems to be a tree.
While Qin Lei was still trying to recall, Mr. Chi beside him whispered, "Three trees."
"Right, that's it! Have you ever used it, Mr. Chi?"
"Used." Mr. Chi glanced at his lover beside him and asked, "Have the salesmen of Three Trees ever come here?"
Qin Lei shook his head: "No, maybe we are too remote to be noticed by them. Moreover, those salesmen said that they don't need to talk about resources by themselves now. Many poor local governments like ours will take the initiative to come to us..."
For poor and backward places, as long as there is one thing that can become economically valuable goods or services and has a stable market, it can change everything in the local area.
Mr. He, who seemed to be very proficient in business, said the unfinished words for him concisely.
"There are many competitors modeling products modeling this model on the market. These teams need to find a large number of distinctive commodity resources, so they found them here."
Countless salesmen flocked to the previously unknown counties and villages, and many poor places were rediscovered.
Some of them came to the island and saw this overly simple bridge. Perhaps they were moved by the love between the old man, or perhaps out of consideration of transportation that may be used in the future, they took the initiative to do their part.
So the bridge has a new look.
Butterflies flapped their wings gently on the typhoon night a few months ago, and the storm has continued to this day, spreading to remote and closed islands thousands of miles away.
It's the bridge in the book, but it's not exactly.
This is the final answer given by life.
The salty sea breeze blew through the overlapping wooden boards, and the bridge swayed slightly as it passed by.
Qin Lei saw the lovers behind him crossing the bridge side by side.
A gloomy, simple and not very beautiful bridge.
But Mr. Chi said, "It's very beautiful."
Mr. He didn't say anything, but just held his hand tightly.
The only old house where people live on the island is still lit, and the rickets of the wind candle are reflected on the window, which is very good.
Qin Lei knew that it was his uncle sitting by the bed, with a washbasin, and wiping his face with a towel.
There is the sound of the waves surging around, slapping the shore endlessly.
The shore he is most familiar with.
He was suddenly glund by an indescribable feeling.
Qin Lei, who was born and grew up on the island, did not leave his prospect hometown like the vast majority of young people and went to more developed provinces to work to earn money.
He became a tour guide after graduating from high school and never left his homeland.
Because every splendid morning in his life is spent in the most beautiful scenery in his eyes.
He thought that someone would always find his hometown.
There will always be more people docking on this coast.
Qin Lei is waiting for that day to come.
On this day, he waited for two guests who did not look like tourists, extraordinary temperament and generous guests.
He has a perhaps stupid guess.
In the roaring sea breeze, the young tour guide suddenly opened his mouth, as if to introduce the local scenery to the first-time visitors, but with a kind of teresion and incoherentness that is rare for the tour guide.
"The scenery here is really beautiful, but too few people know it."
"I know many places similar to ours. Some have become the location of movies, some are written into songs, and some have found a special scenery that attracts tourists."
"Then, they were all seen, and everything became better and better."
In fact, Qin Lei didn't understand what he was want to say. He just said in the most sincere tone, "There is such a beautiful sea here, all kinds of delicious fish, and the bridge built by uncle. It should be seen..."
The two guests listened to him quietly.
Finally, Mr. He stared at the distant land ahead and whispered, "There will be a day."
They were still in place, as if they were going to talk.
So Qin Lei took the initiative to go far away to wait.
He sat on the stone, holding his breath and waiting patiently.
Waiting for a very silly fantasy to come true.
The sea breeze sent butterflies in the dark night, like light and shadow, wandering around the corners of his simple and thick clothes.
In the surging sound of the sea tide, He Qiao did not say a word, and his calm eyes patrolled between the land and the sea.
The seemingly nothingness disappeared, and the shackles quietly landed.
After breaking the delusion, it condenses into a more solid and powerful thing.
Chi Xueyan stared at the deep sea by the bridge, as if he saw the gently fluttering butterfly wings, which shuttled through the waves and was about to set off another storm.
So he took the initiative to ask, "What are you thinking about?"
"I'm thinking about the cross-sea bridge." He Qiao said, "The bridge planning in the second news is not the best choice."
And he will find the best plan.
Then build a unique coordinate.
Chi Xueyan understood the meaning of his words and suddenly remembered the dialogue that had always been engraved in his memory.
He asked with a smile, "So, you're going to become a Taoist capitalist?"
It happened that the other protagonist of the dialogue also remembered the answer word for word.
"Right." He Qiao raised his eyebrows and put his arms around his waist. "A dentist who is very good at coaxing people."
It seems that time has returned to the convenience store on the night of the typhoon.
Together, they witnessed a reversed fate.
That fate rowed the oars and turned to the other side of the new life. The ripples pushed away floated to this day, attaching to the bridge under their feet.
The vague smile disappeared in the sound of the waves.
The sea tide is raging in the field of vision, standing side by side by side on the bridge where the end of the sea can't be seen, as if there are no two people in the world who are more compatible than them.
The only difference is that after this adventure, there are no two bottles of cold drinks as troies.
And Chi Xueyan wants the stropy.
So surrounded by a black tweed coat, he suddenly leaned into his lover's ear and whispered, "I want to wear your coat."
He Qiao nodded gently and asked, "Why?"
He has worn Chi Xueyan's coat several times, but the other party has never worn his coat.
Hearing the words, Chi Xueyan smiled, with a special emotion in his voice: "Because I'm thinking about the most suitable thing to do now."
He Qiao clearly remembered that this was the third time he had said something like that.
The first time, after making the decision to get married together, Chi Xueyan sat in the newly bought sports car. She said that it was time to understand the weight of the rules, so she quickly signed a prenuptial agreement that did not interfere with each other.
The second time was opposite the convenience store, under the umbrella isolated from the wind and rain. Chi Xueyan asked him to guess, but did not announce the correct answer.
This is the third time.
Chi Xueyan didn't let him guess anymore, and he still didn't announce the correct answer.
Only the secret sentence brushed the ear of Heqiao with the warm breath.
Chi Xueyan didn't tell him what was the most suitable for this moment.
He just whispered, "When I wear it, it will definitely wrinkle."
The originally cold sea breeze seemed to be hot and humid.
In the confused night, he raised his face slightly and looked at He Qiao over his dark collar. His eyes were extremely bright, bright and deep.
It seems to hide a strange whirlpool with the smell of desire.