In "Me and Ditan", what Yang Fan most remembers is the beautiful little girl Shi Tiesheng met.

Shi Tiesheng said that on the afternoon fifteen years ago, he saw her when he first came to this garden.

At that time, she was about three years old, squatting on the small road west of the Jade Palace, picking up "little lanterns" falling from the trees.

There are a few big pear trees there. In spring, clusters of small and dense yellow flowers will bloom. When the flowers fall, countless small lanterns are like three leaves embracing each other.

The small lantern first turned green, then turned white, then turned yellow, and when it matured, it fell all over the ground.

The small lantern is so exquisite that it makes people cherish it, and adults can't help but pick up one and have to pick up another.

The little girl was muttering to herself while picking up small lanterns.

Her voice is very good, not as sharp as she is often at her age, but very round.

Shi Tiesheng was surprised, why did such a young child come to this garden alone?

He asked her where you live?

She pointed casually and called her brother.

A boy of seven or eight years old stood up in the lush grass along the wall, looked at Shi Tiesheng, and saw that he didn't look like a bad person, so he said to his sister: "I'm here."

After saying that, he leaned down and caught some bugs.

Finally, he caught mantis, grasshoppers, cicadas and dragonflies to please his sister.

For two or three years, Shi Tiesheng often saw them under those big pear trees. The brother and sister always played together, and they had a harmonious and harmonious relationship, and they all grew up a little.

After that, Shi Tiesheng hadn't seen them for many years.

He thought that both brother and sister were in school, and the little girl had reached school age, so she must have bid farewell to her childhood and had no chance to come here to play.

This is normal, and there is no reason to put it too much. If Shi Tiesheng hadn't seen them again in the garden one year, he would have forgotten them slowly.

It was a Sunday morning, a clear and heartbreaking morning. After many years, Shi Tiesheng met the beautiful little girl again.

He rocked his wheelchair and came to the big trees, and it was a season when small lanterns were everywhere.

At that time, Shi Tiesheng was suffering from the end of a novel. He didn't know why he wanted to end like that, and he didn't know why he suddenly didn't want it to end like that.

So he ran out of his home and wanted to rely on the calmness in the garden to see if he should give up that novel.

As soon as he stopped the car, he saw a few people playing with a girl not far away in front of him, making strange looks to scare her, chasing her with shouts and laughs, and intercepting her.

The girl ran around in panic among the big trees, but did not let go of the skirt that was wrapped in her arms, and her legs were exposed, as if she was unaware of it.

Shi Tiesheng finally could see that the girl had some intelligence defects, but she had not yet recognized who she was.

He was about to drive forward to save the girl when he saw a young man riding a bicycle in the distance.

When I saw the young man, the guys who were playing with girls ran away in sight.

The young man put his bicycle near the girl, glared at the guys who were scattered and fleeing, gasping without saying a word, his face was as pale and gloomy as the sky before the rainstorm.

At this time, Shi Tiesheng finally recognized them. The young man and the girl were the little brother and sister of that year.

He almost screamed in his heart, or wailed.

The young man walked towards his sister, and the girl let go of her hands, and the skirt fell down, and many small lanterns she picked up scattered all over the floor and spread under her feet.

She is still so beautiful, but her eyes are sluggish and has no glory.

She stared blankly at the group of running away, looking at the empty silence at the extreme, with her intelligence, it was impossible for her to figure out the world.

Under the big tree, the broken sunlight was dotted, and the wind blew the small lanterns everywhere, as if countless small bells were ringing dumbly.

The brother helped his sister to the back seat of the bicycle and took her home speechlessly.

"Xiaoyan couldn't see anything, and she had walked over like this. If her eyes were not cured, she would experience similar things in the future." After telling the story of the brother and sister, Yang Fan no longer continued to tell the story of "I and Ditan" and said this to Wang Shenhai.

Wang Shenhai looked ahead and was stunned.

After a long time, his eyes were dull: "If it were you, you would choose to give her your cornea without hesitation, right?"

Yang Fan did not answer immediately, and pondered for a moment before saying, "If I had a terminal illness now, I would."

Before Wang Shenhai said anything, Yang Fan said again: "The main reason is that I feel that I have received enough. It is time to repay something in society and feel at ease."

"So those rich and billionaires like to do good deeds with great fanfare, and they have a ghost in their hearts?" Wang Shenhai said with a smile.

Yang Fan shook his head: "I don't have money."

Wang Shenhai nodded.

Yang Fan said again: "I just have a lot of girlfriends."

"I understand, you don't have to keep talking." Wang Shenhai's chest was a little stuffy.

During the next chat between the two, Yang Fan replied to messages on his mobile phone from time to time.

I even answered several calls.

"All of them are your girlfriends?" After another phone call was hung up, Wang Shenhai asked. He could clearly hear the sound from Yang Fan's phone number so close. Several phone calls were all different female voices.

"Yeah." Yang Fan sighed: "The information was answered slowly, so he called me to ask what I was doing."

It’s okay for Liu Qianqian and Liu Yueyue, but it’s the same for Aunt Thirteen tonight.

Wang Shenhai felt much more relieved and said, "Yang Fan, I think you have four girlfriends, seven, and three are a little short."

"Then I'll consider it again." Yang Fan said.

Wang Shenhai said: "Forget it, stop harming good girls anymore, let those poor single dogs go."

Recently, he always dreams when he sleeps, dreaming of the past.

I have a hometown when I was a child, where all things are born in spring and endless trees fall in winter.

The economy in the north was concentrated in Yanjing, and the rest of the places were very depressed. Countless fellow villagers from Northeast China ran to the south to make a living and settled down.

Nowadays, the northeast is vast and sparsely populated. Compared with the three miles and one village in the south, one town in ten miles is too deserted.

They all shouted about building their hometown, but they had no resources, so many people ran out after they went back.

The hometown cannot accommodate the body, and the foreign land cannot accommodate the soul.

People who leave home to struggle have carried too many expectations and dreams, and too much love and responsibility.

Some people struggle in the business world, while others are wandering and ups and downs in the officialdom.

Finally, many people suddenly discovered that they had a new home in an originally unfamiliar place.

From then on, only when I talk about my hometown will I squint my eyes and fall into happy memories. At this time, I am more energetic than ever.

"I have let go of many single dogs, and I have a clear conscience." Yang Fan said.

Looking at Yang Fan, Wang Shenhai said, "Indeed, if you were a little more high-profile in college, I don't know how many girlfriends you have harmed who are now lying in the arms of other men. You are very kind."

"Thank you for your praise, I deserve it." Yang Fan said with a smile.

Wang Shenhai also laughed: "I finally believe that you have three girlfriends. This face and this face are invincible in the world. Few girls can reject you."

"It's not that great either." Yang Fan said: "Luck, fate. One of the girlfriends was introduced by the landlord. I couldn't flirt on the street. If I didn't have the chance to show my charm, I would disappear without a trace. Opportunity is very important."

"Yes, fate, opportunity." Wang Shenhai also met unexpectedly when he remembered his first love.

Due to their common interests, the two met in a post bar that was the first time they visited.

With friends, the two found out that they were in the same city or even the same school.

Finally, they gradually developed into lovers.

A few nights ago, Wang Shenhai dreamed of returning to Jinhai. When he took his girlfriend to a walk on Tianta Lake in winter, he walked on the frozen Haihe River, and even went to the remote Duluojian River. From this side of the river, he walked hand in hand on the wide river surface, walked to the center of the river, walked through the reeds, and arrived on the other side.

The four seasons are really wonderful. In winter, it is wrapped in a thick down jacket and it looks cold.

In summer, I wore shorts and sucked sandals and sat on the street, watching my white long legs erect and overbearing.

Just as she was sitting and reminiscing about the past, she saw an old lady passing by with two baskets, and Yang Fan went forward.

The basket was full of fruits. It was obvious that the old man was a mobile fruit stall with a QR code payment card hanging around his neck.

"Try it, it's very sweet." The old man picked a lychee for Yang Fan.

The price of lychees is not that expensive now, four or five yuan per pound.

I remember when it was first launched, twenty yuan per catty was everywhere.

People who are greedy are in a hurry to eat it, and they can’t wait to buy it back and taste the fresh, sweet and crystal clear lychee meat.

In Guizhou Province, there is a lychee tree that has been more than 1,500 years old. The fruits sold for 888 yuan per catty and 68 yuan per catty, but the supply is still in short supply.

After Yang Fan tasted the lychee, he looked at the yellow fruit and longan in the basket.

The old man immediately picked one for Yang Fan and handed it to him.

After tasting, Yang Fan bought a bunch of them.

When scanning the code to check out, Yang Fan saw that the recipient was the name of a fruit shop, which contained the name of a person.

The old man probably brought fruits from the store for his son. Some stores have poor locations and few customers will be available.

"Is it okay to eat these fruits?" Yang Fan asked when he returned to the edge of the flowerbed, sat down, put the fruit bag between the two of them.
To be continued...