Pippi finally understood that in the absurd story, the absurd person has her own happiness.

Every time Sisyphus pushed the boulder to the top of the mountain, he saw the sun and the earth, and understood the value of life and the meaning of labor.

Who says repetition is invalid?

Life is modified bit by bit in the repetition, and we move towards a new beginning in the repetition.

Pippi still failed to be admitted to graduate school. After the re-examination, she went for a physical examination and thought she could get the admission letter. It was not until the end of August that she was told that she had been brushed down.

The reason was not mentioned, but Pippi knew the reason.

The injury to her right arm was not treated in time and the ulnar nerve was severely damaged. The right hand could not be lifted, and could not grasp objects. Gradually, the muscles of the forearm and palm began to shrink. Her fingers did not feel, curling like an earthworm all day long. I went to a lot of hospitals and had operations, but I couldn't cure it.

However, she quickly learned to type with one hand, not slow.

She moved into the house on Xianting Street, studied gardening by herself, and renovated Helan Jingting's garden.

Every evening, she makes a pot of good tea and sits in a wicker chair to admire the flowers and plants she grows.

She still remembered Helan Jingting's words. The soul is scented. As long as she still has a little memory, even if it is a very vague, very sporadic memory, whenever she thinks of him, he will hear the wind.

However, she thinks of him strongly every day. Thinking of them spending every day, recalling every detail of their being together. If the soul really smells, it must be very strong.

However, whenever the wind blew and the iron horse rustled, she would unconsciously look out the window. I imagined that a figure in a trench coat and sunglasses would approach her.

Helan Jingting has never been in the future.

She often goes home to visit her father, mother and grandma.

The old people love her very much and prepare good food every time they come back.

Every few days, mother and grandma still have to quarrel, she still has to be the peacemaker. In the end, someone slammed the door and went back to bed angrily in the middle of the night.

No way, this is life.

Pippi opened a flower shop in the flower market under the mountain. She sells flowers and bonsai, as well as seeds. As her gardening became higher and higher, she made some money and gained a reputation in the industry. She was often asked by people nearby to work as a gardener to help them plant flowers and design gardens. Pippi liked this job very much. The flowers and the soil made her feel kind.

Sometimes she would imagine that one day Helan Jingting would suddenly come back to this room. She felt that the first thing they had to do was to go straight to the bottom of the well and make love without saying anything.

Although Helan Jingting no longer recognizes her, perhaps their body and skin will retain some memories.

She never stops planting peonies. I hope Helan Jingting will not be hungry the day he comes back, and she has the best thing to entertain him.

These are just hopes.

For more than four years, Helan Jingting has never returned.

One day, when she was selling flowers in her flower shop, a black car suddenly stopped in front of the door. A handsome young man walked out of it.

The man, in a straight suit and holding a bunch of roses in his hand, walked to the counter and suddenly landed on one knee:

"Pippi, marry me, okay?"

She sat on the high chair at the counter, and she was stunned for a while before she recognized Jia Lin.

"Jia Lin?"

There was a mistake, and there was another shiny diamond ring on the counter: "It's me."

"You're back?"

"Correct."

She looked at the huge diamond: "Are you rich?"

"Yes."

She didn't know what to say, so she had to say: "Gong Xi Get Cai."

"Pippi, marry me, okay?"

She said without thinking, "Not good."

"I just learned that your arm was injured, don't worry, I will take care of you from now on!"

"Why are you taking care of me?" she asked.

"Because I love you!" he said loudly, "I was wrong before. Please let me love you seriously this time!"

She returned the diamond to him and said flatly: "Thank you for your kindness. Sorry, I don't love you anymore."

"Pippi," Jia Lin said eagerly, "you have always been the kindest, can you give me another chance?"

"No." She said, "Love is love, not love is not love."

Jialin often visits her, as well as her parents and grandma. He even mobilized his parents to offer a generous gift to kiss him.

No matter what he said or what he thought of, Pippi firmly disagreed.

Fortunately, autumn came soon, and Pippi had her task and found an excuse to leave City C.

Every fall, she goes to farms in Shaanxi and Northeast to buy foxes. She hired a dozen animal trainers in the original farm of Jingting Helan, Daxinganling, to train foxes in wild skills. Then they are restocked in batches to various forests. The farthest point is Siberia. Every winter she travels through the long railway line in the north, looking for more places where foxes can survive.

This winter is no exception. She chose the Trans-Siberian Railway across Russia. Starting east from Vladivostok, across eight time zones, two thousand foxes were sent to the forest and grassland along the road in batches. This is the longest railway in the world, with a total distance of more than 9,000 kilometers, and it takes six and a half days to travel. After finishing her work, she took another branch line from Ulanwood on the east bank of Lake Baikal into Manzhouli via Chita. She settled some accounts at the logistics company in Manzhouli, and she bought a ticket to Beijing.

The train swayed again.

She likes the feeling of riding in a car, like a sea boat leaving the port, neither on this shore nor on the other shore, as if entering Infernal Affairs. Her feeling of nowhere to stay grew aimlessly in this journey of nowhere. She looked at the scenery outside the window for a long time, drinking cup after cup of tea. When the guests in the car saw that she had only one arm to move, they took good care of her and offered to help someone carry their luggage. She likes people from the Northeast who are hospitable and good at talking, but can't afford to chat. Because it's her business and her profession are too weird, if you don't mention it, it will arouse the curiosity of tourists, and you must break the casserole and ask the end. She prefers not to say anything, she just keeps on going.

Long-distance travel was lacklustre. She finished reading a martial arts novel in the car and watched two more movies. She felt drowsy and fell asleep. The train runs for twenty-eight hours. She woke up completely at three in the morning and the train was stopping in Tianjin. She walked on the platform, took a breath of the cold winter air, and found that she was hungry when she came up. The dining car is next door, and it is a new type. In addition to providing three meals, there is also a modern bar that provides a variety of drinks. She went in and ordered a cup of milk tea and two cakes. The waiter was actually very energetic. The milk tea was delicious, and the cake seemed to have just come out of the oven. She held the tea cup in one hand and found a seat.

There were several guests in the dining car, and four of them were sitting together playing cards. On a chair in front sat a man in a black trench coat.

When she saw his face clearly, her heart was shocked and she almost dropped the tea cup in her hand.

The man raised his head and glanced at her, then turned his head out of the window again, holding a glass of ice water in his hand.

It turned out that he really didn't recognize her.

She felt discouraged for a while, her hands softened, and the train was turning, the tray was not stable, and the tea cup fell to the ground with a sound. She quickly bent over to pick it up, but unexpectedly the two small cakes on the tray also fell off and rolled to the bottom of the table. The left hand is not as flexible as the right hand and can only come one by one. Just as the cat's waist was about to pick up the furthest one, suddenly a hand grabbed it, helped her pick up the cream-coated cake, and threw it into the trash can.

Her heart is confused, she doesn't know what to do. Thanks, and sat down in the next seat, realizing that it was his seat, and quickly stood up again: "Sorry, I took the wrong seat."

"It's okay, I can sit on the other side." He blocked her way and forced her to sit down again.

"Do you still want milk tea? I'll bring it for you." He said lightly, like a gentleman.

She knew that he had seen his deformed hand, so she wanted to help her.

He was about to refuse, he had gone to the bar. Knowing that she was unintentional, the waiter made milk tea but did not collect money.

He brought the milk tea and carefully put it to her left hand.

"Thank you!" she said sincerely.

"You're welcome." He smiled faintly.

She stared at his face unconsciously. He greedily looked at every detail of him.

He hasn't changed anything, his smile, looks, accent, and even his tone of voice are exactly the same as before.

Without the melancholy of the past, he looked younger, more handsome, and full of energy.

She kept looking at him idiotically. After a while, he coughed. She quickly retracted her gaze and smiled: "You look like a person I know. I was shocked just now. I thought it was true. What about him."

She regretted it once she had finished speaking. This meaning is misleading, and it seems frivolous, and it is deliberately close.

"Really?" He doubted, "Where is the lady from?"

"I live in City C."

He looked blank, as if he had never heard of this city.

"How about you?"

"I have lived in many places. In recent years I have lived in Finland, Helsinki."

"So far? Are you an overseas Chinese?"

"Right."

"Do you speak Finnish?"

"meeting."

"Then are you visiting China?"

"Yup."

"Get to know, my last name is Guan, and my name is Guan Pippi." She stretched out her hand.

"My surname is Helan." He hesitated for a moment, holding her hand, his palm was strong and warm, "Helan Jiao."

"Couch? Which couch?"

"Guess it, you guessed it, you can make a small request to me, and I will do my best to satisfy you," he said mysteriously.

"How many chances?"

"once."

"Is it the one next to the corner characters? The one with the most strokes?"

A look of surprise appeared on his face: "Miss, are you a dictionary expert?"

"No."

She thought for a while and said, "Is it my turn to make a request now?"

"Correct."

"Can you come to my private room and do me a favor?"

"Of course you can." He finally encountered an interesting thing during the dull journey, and his smile was very pleasant.

He followed her to her private room. She was the only one inside.

There is heating in the car and she is wearing a cotton shirt. She awkwardly unbuttoned the buttons one by one.

The buttonhole is very small, and it is not so smooth to untie. Her hands trembled violently and her heart beat faster.

He looked at her calmly. After a while, he asked: "What are you doing?"

"Undress."

Her slender body appeared in front of him naked, her skin shivering as she was nervous or excited. She lifted her face and stared calmly into his eyes.

He was embarrassed and surprised. But he said nothing and remained calm.

"Madam, it is dangerous for you to do this." He warned lightly.

"I have one thing to tell you."

He waited for her to continue.

"I am an animal."

"Are you an animal?"

"Yes. Like you, we belong to the spine class, and the mammalian class."

His eyes were deep, not bottoming, and his eyes suddenly changed.

"I am not interested in zoology, ma'am."

"Dawn is coming soon. Today is sunny, can you see the sun?"

He took a deep breath and was silent.

Then he said: "No, I can't see, I have never seen the sun."

She took one of his hands and placed it on her chest, letting him feel his heartbeat: "Don't look at it, the sun is here."

Cold palms, confusing eyes.

The announcement came from the corridor to the station.

"Beijing is coming soon." He stared at her face in confusion, "Do you live in Beijing?"

"I'm transferring in Beijing and going to City C." She was a little embarrassed, her breathing suddenly became very rapid, "How about you?"

"It's a coincidence." He said, "I'll go there too. Are we on the same road? I can help you with your luggage. By the way, what's your name?"

"Guan Pippi."

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