A big tree blocked Tie Jun's view at an inappropriate time. Tie Jun frowned and found a long corridor outside the window, leading to the back of the hall.
Looking back, Chu Yao and the others were singing around Wan Qiu, with no intention of leaving. Tie Jun sighed and walked towards the small door deep in the hall.
Opening the door, a gust of autumn wind blew. Tie Jun shuddered, casually turned up the collar of his suit, and walked into the corridor.
There were light yellow wall lamps in the corridor, which made the feet look hazy. Tie Jun's eyes stopped on a painting in the corridor.
It was very strange. They were all crayon paintings, and the paintings were also very abstract. Tie Jun was very curious and looked at each one carefully.
Some paintings are very serious, although childish, but very warm, including the sun, clouds, big trees, houses, and little people holding hands.
Some of the paintings are very random and sloppy, with black clouds, black wind, black sky, and black villains fighting.
Others are like clusters of nightmares, sometimes ferocious, sometimes terrifying, with knives and horned monsters in each small circle.
Slowly walking out of the crayon painting, when he turned a corner, Tie Jun looked back and had an epiphany. This might be a childhood painting in late autumn, with happiness and pain.
Tie Jun suddenly felt envious of Late Autumn. His childhood crayon drawings could survive to this day. Unlike him, his childhood was filled with grandma's sighs and Lao Tie's roars...
After turning the corner, it was still paintings, not crayons, but pencil drawings. Looking at them one by one, they were all sketches, and the farther back they went, the better they became.
Tie Jun found out strangely that these sketches were all about autumn scenery, the bleak autumn wind, the falling leaves, the flat waning moon, the dark night sky...
When they turned another corner and looked back, Tie Jun lamented inexplicably. After going through this period, it should be the life of a girl in late autumn, lonely and lonely.
The bright moonlight shone at the corner, but Tie Jun was hesitant and didn't dare to go any further, suddenly feeling like a voyeur.
The autumn wind blew again, and the rustling of falling leaves could be heard clearly in his ears. Tie Jun smiled and said to himself: "Don't be so nervous. If someone hangs it out, why are you afraid of seeing it?"
I strode over and suddenly saw a high platform in front of my eyes. Walking up the steps, the first thing I saw was a hexagonal pavilion.
There was a small chandelier at the top of the pavilion, and the light was focused on a set up easel. Tie Jun slowly walked over.
It is an unfinished painting of a starry sky. It is very beautiful, as if it were taken by a camera. Unfortunately, there is no moon, so it looks a bit awkward.
Tie Jun didn't study painting, but he could see that the painter had a deep foundation. He remembered that Dong Yu said that she also liked painting, but he didn't know what level he was at?
If this painting was painted by Late Qiu, it means that the relationship between Dongyu and Late Qiu is unusual, and Dongyu is most likely to paint better.
After thinking wildly for a while, Tie Jun took a sip of the red wine in his glass and slowly walked out of the pavilion.
Tie Jun remembered that he had a hobby, that is, he liked to watch the stars alone.
Tonight's starry sky is exceptionally bright. The moon is round and the stars are dense. With the deep blue sky, it looks like a crown studded with diamonds.
When I was young, my grandma would always sit in the yard and watch the stars on summer nights. Tie Jun would lean into her arms and look up at the stars.
Grandma said: "There are as many people as there are stars in the sky, and everyone has their own star."
Tie Jun asked his grandma: "Grandma, which star is you? Which star is me?"
Grandma said mysteriously: "Only you can see your own stars, others cannot."
Tie Jun was puzzled. He happened to see a shooting star and immediately jumped up and asked his grandma: "Grandma, if that star falls, then someone will die?"
Grandma patted Tie Jun on the little head and said with a smile: "Silly boy, seeing a shooting star is a good thing. God has sent gods to help you fulfill your wish."
Tie Jun was very annoyed, pouted and shouted: "Then I haven't said my wish yet, isn't this meteor a waste?"
"Hehehe, who says it's not the case? Next time you see a shooting star, you must make a wish quickly!"
"Oh, grandma, I remember!"
Grandma hugged Tie Jun tightly and said with a smile: "Grandson, remember what grandma said, people in this life are like this shooting star, they must be able to seize opportunities."
Tie Jun never forgot this sentence, so he stubbornly always looked forward to seeing shooting stars in the sky so that he could fulfill all his wishes.
For example, being admitted to university, being able to marry Chu Yao, being able to go to Beijing to see Tiananmen...
Tie Jun himself didn't know how many wishes he had made in his previous life. Some of them came true, and some of them were shattered.
Looking at the twinkling stars, Tie Jun missed his grandma and wondered how grandma was doing there.
A meteor suddenly slipped down, and Tie Jun smiled bitterly.
"Quick, make a wish!"
The voice behind him was very urgent, and Tie Jun turned around in shock. He clasped his hands together in late autumn and made a wish with his eyes closed piously.
At this time, the late autumn red dress was gone, replaced by a purple fine velvet cheongsam, a purple wool scarf, and a purple headband, like a lavender plant, with a quiet and delicate fragrance.
The wind blew, and the long hair of late autumn was fluttering. Two tears fell down on the beautiful little face, and Tie Jun was a little flustered.
"You also like to look at the stars?"
Wan Qiu opened his eyes, Tie Jun hurriedly looked up at the sky, Wan Qiu looked at Tie Jun's profile and asked.
"Well, when I was little, I always watched it with my grandma, and now I like it as an adult!"
"Your home is in the Northeast, so you must be watching it in the summer!"
"I will read it anytime, as long as I have time!"
“The best season for stargazing in Beijing is autumn, when it’s windy during the day and clear at night.
Just like now, there is no cloud in the blue starry sky. If you look carefully, you can see Sister Chang'e holding the Jade Rabbit in the moon!"
Tie Jun wanted to laugh. The little girl's thoughts were always so romantic. In fact, the moon was a gray desert.
"Well, I saw it!"
Tie Jun couldn't bear to ruin the young birthday star's elegance, so he made a perfunctory remark.
"It's a pity that so few people know how to appreciate such a beautiful autumn night!"
This made Tie Jun unable to accept it, and he could not say that he knew how to appreciate it.
"Autumn always gives people a cold and desolate feeling. Just like my name, when you hear it, you can think of autumn wind, autumn rain and strong autumn mood!"
The voice of late autumn is a little sad, a little sad.
"Sister Wan Qiu, today is your birthday. So many people come to accompany you, you should be happy!"
"I'm very happy. This is my first birthday alone. My mother used to arrange it."