Although Lin Qingxia has lived in Taiwan since she was a child, and after studying in Taipei, she has lived in the suburbs not far from YangmingShan, but she has never had the opportunity to visit this summer resort.
Today, when she and Zhao Ning avoided the hustle and bustle of Downtown Taipei and drove along Beitou Avenue to this verdant mountain, our hearts were full of infinite comfort.
It is of course a good mood to be able to sneak around, leave the chaotic studio, and come alone to the sparsely populated mountain forest.
The scenery of Yangming Mountain really made her feel relaxed.
Lin Qingxia stepped out of the car.
"Look, it's a mysterious little courtyard with a strange man living in it."
Zhao Ning took Lin Qingxia through a spruce forest, and a small beige building with a unique style appeared in front of him.
Lin Qingxia, who had never been to Yangming Mountain, did not know who would live in the mysterious small building, so she turned her confused eyes to Zhao Ning next to her.
He winked at her and whispered to her, "Once upon a time, this small building was Chiang Ching-kuo's villa. Later, he ceded the villa to his eldest son, Ellen, who was born in Russia. He was a fool who slept in a small building all year round, and heard that there were many doctors around him. ”
Lin Qingxia looked at the small building hidden behind the turquoise fir tree, timidly took a step back, tightly pulled Zhao Ning by his side, and asked: "Is he a mental illness?" ”
"Not psychotic, he's vegetative."
Zhao Ning looked very mysterious and said to her:
"There are all kinds of legends in society about his illness. Some say he contracted syphilis because of excessive indulgence, while others say he became a waste after a strange attack and forgot to inject special medicines. In any case, he can only quietly spend his life here now. ”
Lin Qingxia's face showed a faint sense of concern.
Lin Qingxia found that the figure of a white-clad nurse appeared from time to time near the quiet small building, and she felt that Yangmingshan was far more mysterious than she imagined.
In particular, zhao Ning told her that the third generation of Chiang Kai-shek's descendants lived in seclusion in this fir forest, and they felt a little uncomfortable in their hearts.
Zhao Ning saw that Lin Qingxia did not like to stop in this mysterious place, so he pulled her up and walked to the front.
Lin Qingxia sped up her pace like escaping the plague, and soon Zhao Ning led the goddess of happiness to a forest gap sprinkled with brilliant sunshine.
This is the world of hot springs, dozens of hot springs lined up, and the milky white water mist is emitted from the spring water.
Zhao Ning and Lin Qingxia both took off their shoes and sat on the edge of the hot spring, both feet in the warm spring water.
At this time, their mood began to improve, and the conversation between the two became unrestrained.
"Qingxia, you must be very unfree when you are a movie star, right?"
Zhao Ning soaked his feet while looking at Lin Qingxia sitting next to him, he suddenly felt that she was no longer mysterious, she was an innocent and happy little sister in his eyes.
Lin Qingxia did not feel rigid around Zhao Ning, she was not like when she was with those house chasers, she had to be careful in her words and deeds, and did not dare to speak too casually, lest she leave an arrogant impression.
She smiled happily: "Why?" ”
Zhao Ning said: "Everyone knows you Lin Qingxia, will you be uncomfortable walking on the road?" "It was like that at first. When I watch a movie, I have to wait ten minutes after the movie starts before I go in. Otherwise, if someone recognizes you, it will make you unable to watch the movie. ”
"Ha, that's interesting."
"As for going shopping, you have to be more careful. Zhao Ning, you don't know how much I like shopping. When I first graduated from high school, I liked to go to the bustling street of Ximending in Taipei, but now I dare not go. The last time I went to the TV station as a special guest, at the end of the last festival, a lot of people surrounded me, but I still blindly put on my makeup. This kind of cultivation is not simple, right? ”
Zhao Ning smiled bitterly and said, "Qingxia, I am very different from you, I am an introvert since I was a child, I can't see the big scene, in the crowd, I am always the loneliest one." ”
Lin Qingxia praised him and said, "But I see that the article you wrote is very sharp." ”
Zhao Ning shook his head: "Many people have this illusion. ”
Lin Qingxia smiled, "Yes, I also have this illusion." ”
The morning sun was warm.
A clump of turquoise coconut leaves, a clump of green plantain shade, and a green palm barrier along Yangde Avenue in Yangming Mountain made Lin Qingxia feel more excited and happy than ever.
