The next morning, the weather was gloomy and it rained heavily. The river water became turbid. After the heavy rain, more and more tourists in the Phoenix Town gradually increased. The girls changed into summer clothes and were in good shape. They stepped on smooth pebbles on the shallows barefoot and laughed, adding another kind of soft style to the mysterious Phoenix.

There are stilt houses with local style on both sides. When they circle the corridors, tourists lie on wooden railings to breathe the fresh air after the rain. A small raft in the middle of the river follows the river. Stands wearing straw hats and straw raincoats stand in front of the raft. Tourists wearing orange-red safety clothes sit on the raft, enjoying the beautiful scenery of the ancient city of Phoenix.

One person, one river, one city, and thousands of people travel.

There is no Cuicui mentioned by Chen Congwen here, but there are Chen Quzhen and Xiyuan.

There are countless love stories similar to those in the dream of wild dust.

After coming here, it was like a dream.

It’s just a pity that the commercial atmosphere here is too serious, otherwise it would be a good place to stay remote and quiet.

The current ancient city of Fenghuang is divided into two urban areas: old and new. The old city is surrounded by mountains and waters, and the green Tuojiang River passes through the city. Sandstone walls stand on the shore. Nanhua Mountain is lined with an ancient city tower. According to local tourists, the city towers here were built during the Qing Dynasty. The rusty iron gate can also show the mighty appearance of that year.

A narrow wooden bridge is located on the wide river surface under the North City Gate, with stones as piers and bluestone slabs inside.

The place where Fang Ning and the others walked sideways was once the only way to leave the city, and now the remaining functions are only for tourists to pass.

They spent the whole morning wandering around the old city to experience the original Chuwu culture, the charming Xiangxi Miao territorial dialect, and the unique Miao costumes.

Of course, some customs and humanities are indispensable, such as Nuotang Opera, which is known as living fossils, Yang Opera with a strong local flavor, and Wencha Lanterns with classical charm.

Then Fang Ning and the others continued to surf the commercial streets in the city, standing on the crowded streets, watching the crowds of people, strolling unintentionally, watching the glass paintings of street artists with onlookers, or batiks made by old grandma wearing Miao costumes in the old flavor, as well as Miao silver jewelry placed in the shop, as well as folk crafts such as jewelry necklaces and pendants of various colors.

In a jewelry store, even a girl with an indifferent personality like Cheng Xi was still unable to resist these cheap bead necklaces and pendants. She pulled him to visit all the decoration shops of all sizes in the small town, and then left with satisfaction.

Fang Ning fell behind, frequently reviewing the pendant shops, and asked, "Since you like it so much, why not buy some back?"

Cheng Xi turned around and looked at him, pondering slightly, "It's better to stay here for things that belong to this place."

Fang Ning said, "If everyone thinks like you, the local tourism industry will probably go bankrupt."

Cheng Xi couldn't refuse and his smile became bright, "Besides, I remember Su Xiaoxiao's words impressed me deeply."

"Huh?" He turned his head, not knowing what Su Xiao had, so that she never forgot.

"If you like something, you don't have to possess it. If you like the moon in the sky, can you still take it off and take it for yourself? I think this is true. I like too many things, and people are endless. This will only cause trouble for yourself." Cheng Xi stood elegantly, and his calm appearance was somewhat similar to someone, but they are different. Perhaps, they can only be explained by the genes inherited in his bloodline.

Fang Ning shook her head, but she didn't agree very much. She pulled her to the shallows by the stream, looked at the rafts flowing through the Tuojiang River, then squatted down, leaned over and poked her palms out to sweep across the cool water, allowing her fingertips to draw ripples in the water.

After the breeze blew, he stood up and faced Cheng Xi and said sincerely: "I like but don't possess it. Although there is a kind of freedom and freedom, it is actually related to her long-term life experience. It is like coconut juice. She likes it to the extreme, but she only drinks mineral water. This is actually a kind of lack of confidence in herself, afraid of drinking too much, and becomes disliked the original taste of coconut juice. It can also be extended to Su Xiaoxiao's view of love. This girl who makes others look at her through the sea of ​​flowers, she yearns for a moment of passion, but wants to retain that moment. This is impossible in real life, so it is destined to be the rugged road of her relationship."

He looked up at the mountains opposite the Tuojiang River, where the mountains overlapped like ink, and he didn't know whether he was looking up at those unspeakable scenes or looking up at Su Xiaoxiao who was smiling through the sea of ​​flowers.

Fang Ning said again, "Su Xiaoxiao is a very charming person. Sometimes she has a weird side, and sometimes she has a side of the water. She never hides her feelings, as if she is riding a tall horse and swaying around the market. So such people are also easy to go to extremes: if you like someone, you can like him until death, and if you hate someone, you can hate him for the rest of your life. Others do not break through the south wall and don’t look back, but she break through the south wall and continues to walk!"

Fang Ning talked about the impression of Su Xiao in high school who had been together for two years. But in fact, Fang Ning didn’t know about Su Xiao after college. It was another unspeakable scene. There was no shot to review. No one knew how Su Xiaoxiao would be modified by time at that time. However, in Fang Ning’s dream that fell into the abyss, the scene of Su Can and Su Xiaoxiao hugging and parting each other made Fang Ning cry.

At that time, she probably understood that watching Su Can be happy silently behind her will be better than having him.

This is undoubtedly another kind of sadness.

Cheng Xi heard Fang Ning say a long sentence, and was silent for a moment, "Who isn't... So this is Su Xiaoxiao!"

Fang Ning was stunned and looked at Cheng Xi's face carefully, as if it was the first time he met this girl.

He suddenly breathed a long sigh and sighed, "Su Xiaoxiao cannot be copied. I don't want you to become a person like her."

It is said here that Fang Ning is not a person like Su Xiaoxiao, not that Su Xiaoxiao is not good, but because she is too paranoid and too dedicated. Such a dedicated girl hurts her deeply. This is the reason why wisdom is bound to hurt.

"Yes." Cheng Xi nodded slowly, slightly restrained and introverted, erecting his back arc, like a thin crane, with a Xiao Ran's posture.

She pursed her lips, her eyes clear, and said in a voice that only Fang Ning could hear, "Don't worry, I won't become that person."
Chapter completed!