This is the suburb, Panshan road. Although the road is smooth after the trail comes out, there are several branches.

Gong Suhe had a bad sense of direction. She stood at the fork of the road and couldn't make up her mind after studying for a long time.

Before and after did not see the students and instructors, quiet around, only the occasional insects.

Mobile phone in the dormitory, she could not ask for help, more dare not choose one, so on the roadside waiting, hoping to meet the next team of people.

Gong Suhe was bored waiting on the mountain road. He was going to study the plants nearby when he heard the sound coming from behind.

"Gong Suhe?"

Gong Suhe turns his head and sees Zhai Xingchen turning his wheelchair towards him.

Her eyes suddenly brightened: "Zhai Xingchen, how did you come out? Don't you need to practice

Zhai Xingchen said: "I asked the instructor for a map of training. I want to come out and have a look."

What he didn't say was that, in fact, he was afraid that she would lose her way, so he followed her all the time, but when he got to the bathroom on the road, he lost someone.

He realized that she was deliberately avoiding the man and that his wheelchair couldn't get to the path.

Fortunately, he had a map, studied it carefully, and guessed how she would go, so he quickly came after her.

"Do you have a map? Great Gongsuhe some chagrin: "I lost."

Zhai Xingchen seldom sees Gong Suhe so depressed and upset. He just thinks he's too cute.

He rushed to the map in her hand and said, "I'll take you there."

"Good!" Gong Suhe nodded: "but I don't know how to read maps. I used to follow my mother when I went out to collect herbs. I only collect herbs and don't use my brain to study the way."

Zhai Xingchen heard her saying that, his heart became softer and softer, and his voice became softer unconsciously: "well, it doesn't matter. I know how to find the way."

So Gong Suhe followed Zhai Xingchen.

Surrounded by trees, even if two people do not talk much, but also particularly comfortable.

Zhai Xingchen thought silently for a while, but he said what he had said in his heart: "Gong Suhe, if you encounter similar situations in the future, don't go with people."

Gong Suhe doubts: "hmm?"

Zhai Xingchen's clear eyes on her were somewhat unnatural: "my words are OK, but if it's other boys..."

He said, his heart thumping, for fear that she would taste something.

But Gong Suhe laughed: "well, I know! I followed you because of you

This groundless trust made Zhai Xingchen's heart feel hit by something. Some of it was buzzing, but more of it was sweet.

He nodded, "well, good."

They moved forward for a while. Gong Suhe didn't know whether Zhai Xingchen's electric wheelchair needed rest. Seeing an abandoned temple in front of him, he said, "let's have a rest?"

"Good." Zhai Xingchen and Gong Suhe came to the gate of the temple.

No one should have come here for a long time. The Buddha statue in it has faded. The color has gone, and only the vicissitudes are left.

Gong Suhe found a herbal medicine beside the temple to stop bleeding, so he picked it for occupational disease.

Just as she collected the herbs and went around the main gate to find Zhai Xingchen, she was surprised to see what he was doing.

At the gate of the temple, a boy in a wheelchair is worshiping the Buddha. He bows with his eyes closed, and he looks attentive and devout.

Gong Suhe stood several meters away from Zhai Xingchen until he should have made his wish.

When he opened his eyes and turned to see her, there was something deep and complex at the bottom of his eyes that she could not understand.