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Chapter 33 Ch33 Poetry

After another long drive, the bus finally stopped, bringing a four and 10-minute lunch break for the guests who had been huddled in the car for a long time and yawned.

The location of the restaurant is still an hour's drive away from the destination, and the taste is unknown, but in this sparsely populated area within tens of kilometers, they have no other choices.

Before getting out of the car, Shen Teng asked Qin Zheng to take his backpack off the shelf, and he packed a lot of food such as bread and yogurt in it that could be eaten directly.

The living environment in Iceland is harsh, and people will try their best to swallow poisonous shark meat in order to survive. This extreme environment is very acceptable to Shen Teng, who doesn't care whether he lives delicately or not, but our second young master is extraordinarily precious, It's better to work harder on your own, and don't let him fall silent and hungry when facing the restaurant menu.

But Shen Teng, who thought he was well prepared, fell silent when he saw Qin Zheng take out the induction cooker from his bag.

"They said we would go to places with electricity to eat." Qin Zheng calmly explained why he chose to take such a heavy electrical appliance out.

"It's portable," he emphasized again.

Shen Teng laughed so hard that he almost lost his breath.

"Okay, this time I really know you can cook!"

But let's put down our heavy bags and do more relaxing things that travel should do.

The restaurant next to the parking lot is very warm and there are many people, but because the wind has basically stopped now, many people choose to sit outside the restaurant in the snow for a picnic.

Standing in the kitchen under the single beam of warm light in the early morning, holding a spatula to research what to bring out, Qin Zheng thought that Shen Teng would be one of the people sitting in the restaurant enjoying a comfortable lunch at the moment, but when he imagined When the lazy guy smiled and stood on the cold outdoor snow, and persuaded him to throw away his backpack and go with him, using the sky as a curtain and the ground as a banquet, Qin Zheng didn't even think that the man's cheerful smile with white teeth was contrary to his intentions. and.

It's hard not to follow someone who laughs like that.

But to be honest, does this guy really enjoy the journey as much as he is showing at the moment?

Mr. Shen didn't sleep well at his own home, but he slept one after another on the bumpy bus. During this period, whether it was the tour guide's Icelandic myths or the introduction of the scenic spots, he heard everything so-so. He didn't even know where they were now. .

The snowy land in Iceland in summer is not as clean as the white expanse in winter. When the sun comes out, it will melt the thinner and thicker snow layers, revealing the original texture of the earth. Iceland is a volcanically active isolated island. The cultivated "black earth" is covered with volcanic ash deposited over the years.

From a distance, they look like they're sitting on a twisted Oreo.

Biting a homemade sandwich that had just been heated in the restaurant, Shen Toma looked boredly at Oreo in the distance and asked: "One waterfall, another waterfall. What's the next attraction? Or a waterfall?"

Qin Zheng: "It's a glacial lake."

Shen Tomato opened his mouth wide in cooperation: "Wow, finally."

About Jakulsarron Glacier Lake, it is the most famous and largest glacial lake in Iceland, located at the southern end of Vatnajökull, but in fact it only began to appear between 1934 and 1935, and it officially became a scenic spot in 1980, which is considered a very young But a well-known resort among out-of-towners.

Shen Teng had learned about glacial lakes before coming to Iceland—in the past many years, glaciers have melted at a rate of 100 meters per year, expanding this glacial lake. Under the influence of global warming, the future In a hundred years, Iceland will finally lose its glaciers, and this glacial lake will become even wider.

In the vicissitudes of life, only change is the only constant in this world.

"Do you want to chat?" Qin Zheng asked suddenly.

Shen Teng recovered from his thoughts, and was amused by the way the young master took the initiative to find a topic, and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Qin Zheng bit the yogurt straw, looked ahead, and tried to open his mind for Shen Teng: "Anything is fine, for example, before I get in the car in the morning, what are you thinking about?"

"I don't think so... okay."

The subconsciously blurted answer was cut off by Qin Zheng's omnipotent and omniscient eyes. Shen Teng sighed and admitted defeat: "I think of a friend."

Sensing the silence in the air, Shen Teng turned his head and looked at Qin Zheng amusedly: "Why, I don't look like I have friends?"

Even a lonely guy like Qin Zheng has a little Ji Chen who has followed the young master's ass since he was a child. Shen Teng is much more friendly than him.

But to be honest, from childhood to adulthood, from Shen Jiaying to Shen Teng, he has classmates, neighbors, and a steady stream of admirers. Even when he is sitting on the side of the road basking in the sun, someone will strike up a conversation, but it seems that Shen Teng really has no friends. .

"When I was in school, Christmas, Thanksgiving, Easter... I always wrote some greeting cards every holiday. The contents were all unique and unique based on the impression of the person who sent them to me. They were very happy after receiving them. Happy, and I'm happy, but the truth is, I can't even think of who to give the card to without first putting it in my locker so I can copy the list."

Shen Teng stroked his chin and fell into memory: "That friend was an exception, but I still couldn't continue to be friends with him for a longer period of time."

From Shen Jiaying to Shen Teng, the number of greeting cards he owned never went to many, then to one, then to many, and finally returned to about zero as it should have been.

How did you say that sentence?I came from the dust, and I will return to the dust in the end.

However, because Shen Teng left his usual address in Budapest when he was wandering, when he returned home last time, he found a lot of cards and souvenirs sent to him by the guests in the small box that Shen Yuru specially sorted out.

Shen Tom was surprised and quite happy, but to be honest, even if he didn't have a gift, he still wouldn't be much different from now.

Shen Teng doesn't have close friends, and doesn't have such harsh expectations for others. From this perspective, it's actually quite good.

"I've also read some books about this," Shen said, "Some people resist entering into intimate relationships with others-not just love-and the reason may be that they want this relationship desperately in their hearts, and they also want it. It is clear that my feelings are too full, if the desire and enthusiasm for giving fail to get an equal response, then there will be huge, bigger, and unbearable disappointment.”

Qin Zheng: "Are you like this?"

Shen Teng: "I don't know, I haven't thought about it."

Shen Teng closed his eyes and asked back: "Are you going to do this? For a while, I felt that I knew myself very well, but later I realized that I didn't understand. Moreover, it's better not to understand too much."

If people know themselves too well, they can easily become cowardly.

Qin Zheng responded quickly: "Like running a marathon? If you know in your heart that your strength will not reach the finish line, then maybe you won't even finish half of it."

Shen Teng smiled and nodded: "Almost."

And it is always right to live bravely. Although courage will not be invincible forever, being cowardly is absolutely useless.

It's not like the words of a guy who is still determined to die to this day.

"Do you think you are brave?" Qin Zheng asked softly.

After a long silence that was close to the end of the century, he heard the answers from the people around him.

"I did my best," Shen said.

He spread his hands, looked at the shallow lines in his palm that seemed to confirm some fuzzy future, and said slowly: "Maybe the real me used to love life more than every me you think, although that kind of love It feels like I don't remember much...but you can believe that all the decisions I make are the result of deliberation based on respect for myself."

For the first time, he seriously tried to explain something to Qin Zheng.

Although the explanation is still vague because the reason is unclear, at least Shen Teng is finally willing to tell the other party that he did not make a rash decision because of a whim or "sudden loss of hope in life".

Even if it was really because of disappointment, it was only after he had accumulated enough disappointment that the quantity suddenly changed to quality at a certain moment, and he completely lost the desire to actively perceive the world.

But Shen Teng was always sober and cautious.Now that he has chosen that path, no matter how many episodes he encounters along the way, it will be difficult to really change his mentality.

And Qin Zheng also answered him softly: "I know."

Of course I know.

"Let's go."

Qin Zheng stood up, turned around and stretched out his hand to Shen Teng who was smiling loosely at him.

It's lunch time, the bus starts up again, and they are about to come to the most magical section of Highway [-].

One tenth of Iceland's land is covered by glaciers, and the largest Vatnajökull in Iceland is the direction they are heading.

Surprisingly, the bad weather became clearer and clearer as they approached their destination. When the people in the car looked at the endless, water world that was gradually approaching outside the window, they all became dizzy. Woke up in the middle of the night, opened his eyes wide, and couldn't help but exclaim in awe when an astronaut turned around and saw the earth for the first time in space.

Jagushalon Glacier Lagoon, and the Diamond Black Sand Beach, named after the ice on the shore that shimmers brightly in the sun.

The vast expanse of water is endless.

Huge icebergs float on the emerald-blue lake with golden light. Thanks to the gorgeous sky at the moment, the ever-changing icebergs and their melted ice reflect indescribably rich colors.And where people can't see, there is still a larger nine-tenths volume waiting to be slowly eroded by time in the long years to come.

It's so peaceful here.

There are no buildings, no lights, no hustle and bustle of the city, only the seals lazily basking in the sun on the ice.

The arctic tern flies over people's heads and runs to the Vatna Glacier at the other end of the lake. When you look at it, you may not be able to help but have illusions and doubts: who is the end of the world, me or the glacier?

In fact, before deciding to come to Iceland, Shen Toma had seen these pictures through various channels.

But at the moment when he really saw it with his own eyes, he still stood there as if he had been stunned, without speaking for a long time.

"Is the blue in the whole world here?"

His voice is as soft as a grain of snow, a feather, or a little mermaid foam in the sun.

He turned around and looked at Qin Zheng.

The man's slightly curly long hair was blown in the wind like a soft but brightly colored banner. With his hands behind his back, his chin was slightly raised, and the contours of his body were coated with a soft golden edge due to the backlight.

"I'm very happy to be here."

"It's so beautiful here." Shen Teng said.

Qin Zheng nodded, thinking in his heart: You too.

"Did you praise me in your heart just now?" Shen Teng asked with a smile.

Qin Zheng stood where he was, with the corners of his clothes and hair blown up slightly by the wind, and even his voice said, "Did you see it?"

"Well," Shen Teng nodded seriously, "You seem to be fascinated by me."

It's... not too much.

Qin Zheng couldn't hold back the corners of his lips, and suddenly said without thinking, "I didn't make a wish on my birthday last year."

Shen Teng tilted his head: "Huh?"

Qin Zheng: "So can I have one more this year?"

Shen Teng opened his mouth wide: "Can it still be like this? Then if you haven't made a wish every year before, wouldn't you be able to make another 23 in one breath?"

"22," Qin Zheng corrected, "I made it when I was seven years old. I really wanted a limited-edition basketball."

Don't many people make several wishes at once every time?Qin Zheng only needs one a year, so it's not greedy.

"Then did your wish come true?" Shen Teng asked curiously.

"It's going to come true," Qin Zheng said in a calm tone. "My dad was on a business trip on my birthday that year, and my brother was hospitalized with pneumonia. My mom stayed with him in the hospital. I went online and bought it myself with my pocket money."

No one hurts the kid.

Why is he so pitiful.

Shen Teng frowned slightly, but the corners of his mouth involuntarily rose because of the second young master's indifferent tone.

"People who are not greedy will always get rewards from fate." Qin Zheng defended himself again.

Shen Teng looked at him for a while, and finally decided to give up continuing to argue, and shrugged needlessly: "Then what are you going to promise?"

Qin Zheng followed suit: "A wish that only you can fulfill."

Shen Teng's wish can only be fulfilled by Qin Zheng, because he made the wish for Qin Zheng, and Qin Zheng is now... Well, maybe they have a good understanding.

Shen Teng opened his mouth, then squeezed it again, finally managed a smile, and nodded.

"Okay, you promise." He agreed.

You know.

Shen Teng never wants to have a deep bond with others, let alone appear in anyone's "wish list".

But if it's Qin Zheng, and since it's Qin Zheng, then a small exception can be made.

By the lake, a girl in a bohemian dress is bending over to pour water from the lake with a bucket. The young tour guide kindly reminded her that the water is not drinkable, but the girl just smiled and replied: "I want to borrow it to freeze champagne. ①, send it back later.”

What a romance.

Shen Teng also walked to the ice lake.

He squatted down and picked up a handful of water with his closed palms, tentatively sniffed it with the tip of his nose, buried his mouth in it, and licked it.

The tour guide asked with a smile: "Are you also here to taste whether the water is salty or pure?"

The glacial lake is connected to the sea, but anyone who knows this may have doubts about it.

Shen Teng shook his head with a smile, and there were still sparkling drops of water hanging from the tip of his nose, which made him look like a puppy with wet eyes.

After sending away all the glacier water flowing through his fingers, he raised his head and tried to form a complete sentence in the newly learned Icelandic: "I can't write poetry, so I punctuated the short sentences that can form poetry .”

To get the same chest resonance as the poet.

The Icelandic grammar that Shen Tom learned is still not enough for him to organize longer sentences with causal relationship, but only these two sentences are enough to some extent.

"Wow," the Englishman opened his mouth in amazement, "that sounds like a poem."

He smiled and looked back at his colleague who was obviously on the same road as Shen Teng a few steps away: "What do you think, Qin? Did you understand what he just said?"

Qin Zheng stretched out his hand to support Shen Teng's wet fingertips in a gentlemanly manner, but the experienced Mr. Shen accidentally slipped on his feet this time. When he almost fell, Qin Zheng took a step forward and used his shoulders and chest to firmly hold the fingertips. He caught Shen Toma's unexpected "Ouch".

"I don't quite understand."

Qin Zheng looked up at the tour guide who was narrowly watching, and said frankly, "But I seem to understand."

For example, at this moment, I don't know how to write poems, but I hold everything that makes up poems in my arms.

Qin Zheng lowered his head and whispered in Shen Teng's ear: "I want to make a wish."

"Not yet?" Shen Teng leaned on his shoulder and asked lazily.

Qin Zheng hugged him tightly in his arms, and replied solemnly: "Perhaps now, it will be the most effective."

"God babbling."

While laughing at him, Shen Teng leaned back, stretched out his hands to hold Qin Zheng's cheeks, and touched his forehead with his forehead on tiptoe.

"Give you some luck, and wish your wishes come true."

"Then I agree?" Qin Zheng's voice was very low, as if he was afraid of being heard by some mischievous Icelandic god.

Shen Teng also lowered his smile cooperatively: "Maybe."

Shen Teng has beautiful eyes.

It is long when you are not smiling, and curved when you are smiling. Whether you are smiling or not, you are always like a pair of moons swaying in the lake.

Qin Zheng looked at him, and on the master version with Icelandic scenery as the background color, short sentences translated into Chinese, English, Hungarian and Icelandic simultaneously appeared on the screen one by one.

It's so beautiful here.

you are so beautiful.

Dear, how I wish, your life is also beautiful.

After making the wish, Qin Zheng put his lips on the forehead that Shen Teng had just touched with himself, and softly attached a note to the wish.

"It must come true."

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