The red leaves of Xiangshan, known as the Eight Scenic Spots of Yanjing, have always been short of tourists.

Especially after the frost fall, the maple leaves are red in half the sky.

Even in the afternoon, there were still crowds of people coming here to see the scenery. Walking on the not-so-wide stone steps, frosty. Even though Emperor Ye was tall, he was still a little overwhelmed. He stood among the crowd and followed the flow to the top of the mountain, floating like a small boat in the storm, unable to grasp the direction at all.

After nearly half an hour of crowding, Ye Huang felt sweating profusely. He simply stopped walking, but found a seat in a leisure open space and sat down. Then he asked for a drink that was several times more expensive than outside. Sitting there quietly, watching the crowded crowd on the road not far away.

It is better to say that it is looking at the scenery than to say that it is looking at people. Perhaps it is because the base of Chinese people is too large.

Projects that are usually defined as leisure tourism abroad often become activities with the theme of looking at people.

When he was a killer outside in recent years, Emperor Ye has returned to China many times and visited many famous mountains and rivers. The large number of people is his most direct impression of domestic tourist attractions.

In this nearly saturated situation, tourists actually don’t have much time to stop and enjoy the surrounding scenery. Just like people in reality, they walk by in a hurry. Perhaps after walking back and forth in one place thousands of times, you may not remember that there is a grocery store in the corner of the street.

Emperor Ye felt that the same was true for his more than ten years of killing career. He seemed to have done many things and killed many people. In the end, there were very few people and things that could really be brought into his mind. On the contrary, the year he returned to China has accumulated too many memories and remembered too many people.

Every face that loves you and hates you is so clear.

Of course, there is naturally Dugu Xiaoxuan's cold face.

Unlike Beitangxue's arrogant personality, Dugu Xiaoxuan's coldness has a bit of arbitrary taste. Perhaps it is because she was an orphan since she was a child.

“Can I sit here?”

Just when Emperor Ye was a little dazed, a slightly humble voice suddenly rang.

Emperor Ye looked up and saw a man in his twenties, who was about 1.75 meters tall, with a thin figure, and a long-sleeved khaki dress. He may have washed it too many times, and his clothes turned white and there were some broken lines on the edges.

A pair of counterfeit Nike sneakers were also washed and turned a little white. Half of the counterfeit Nike icons were still there, and half had already fallen off.

Looking up, there is a slightly cramped and thin face, a slight stubble, not big eyes, but it is particularly energetic. From the black eyes, Ye Huang did not see the melancholy that was usually deliberately pretended to be at this age. A little bit of vicissitudes was conveyed through his body.

With a drawing board and a backpack on his back, the man stood there crampedly.

The slightly heavy breathing sound and the fine sweat beads on the forehead indicate that the latter had just experienced the crowding like the Spring Festival travel rush.

"Please sit."

With a smile, Ye Huang had a good impression of this young man who was not a few years apart from him.

Humble, simple, and sincere eyes.

This is rarely seen in this materialistic society.

"Thanks."

When the man heard Emperor Ye agree, his eyes lit up instantly, and he sat down with joy.

"The boss here does not allow people to sit casually. You can only sit there after buying his things." He smiled awkwardly, and the young man took out a bottle of mineral water like a thief to protect him."

"It seems that you are very familiar with this place and come here often."

Emperor Ye nodded in understanding and asked.

"Haha, I'm familiar with it. I've been here for half a year, and I basically know all the big and small businesses here." Seeing that Emperor Ye asked himself, the young man agreed, and then picked up the mineral water bottle and drank a few sips.

"I was used to being in the boiling water room when I came here. A bottle of mineral water costs three or five yuan, which is too expensive."

It seemed as if he was not careful about people. The young man shook the bottle in his hand and told the truth shyly.

"Before you, I've asked several people who have space, but they didn't let me sit."

"Why don't you let me sit?" Frowning, Ye Huang was a little surprised.

Xiangshan is a public place, and most of the wooden tables and chairs placed outside are for tourists to rest. Why do you still need to ask for other people's opinions?

"Haha, it's nothing, it's just that I'm wearing too much..."

He pulled his clothes and picked his shoes, with a bitter charm, the young man continued.

"I'm wearing too bad clothes. They think that sitting around them will cause others to misunderstand."

When the young man said this, Emperor Ye suddenly realized.

The young man is so shabby in his outfit, from top to bottom. It is no exaggeration to say that there is almost no second person like him in this Xiangshan Park.

After all, Xiangshan Park is also a famous tourist attraction and a famous tourist attraction. People who go out may not wear the same clothes as they go to dance. Most of the wild people will wear very decent and beautiful clothes.

Emperor Ye hardly met the young man in front of him.

There are two possibilities for the other party to do this. One is the so-called behaviorism, and the other is that it really has no money.

Seeing that the other party was reluctant to buy a bottle of mineral water, it was obvious that the other party was more likely to be.

“It’s very short of money.”

Emperor Ye asked and took a sip of the drink.

"If I had money, I wouldn't wear these clothes." A bitter smile was heard. The man's eyes were filled with sadness and bitterness. He was about to reach out to catch the mineral water bottle, but he was empty. When he looked sideways, the water bottle that he had only had a little left was taken away by an old lady who picked up garbage.

My arm was raised in the air for a long time before it fell down.

Seeing this scene, Ye Huang reached out to greet the boss, and then brought him a bottle of mineral water for the young man.

"Thank you, I will definitely pay you back if you have the chance."

The shy and embarrassed young man promised to Emperor Ye.

"No, just a bottle of mineral water, you are a painter."

"I, I think so, but it's a pity that others don't think so. In the eyes of others, I'm just a lunatic who's crazy about my dreams."

While talking, the young man touched the drawing board, feeling a little sad, his eyes slightly sad, as if he was accusing him of being unhappy.
Chapter completed!