If you have been to Rum Town, you must have met K. He is the only postman here.

If you have met K, you will remember him, even if you can't remember his face.

He looks really ordinary.

Thin and thin, he always wears a red cap on weekdays, and his light blue eyes are looming under the brim. At work, he would ride his bike around the town and jingle through the dark green postman bag. If he had just washed his hair, his thick and coarse flaxen hair would flutter in the wind like dandelion.

But he's different.

He's different because you have to get along with him to feel it.

How to describe it?

Like the first spring breeze in late winter. You can't describe the difference between this gust of wind and yesterday's gust of wind or even a moment ago, maybe it's just a little warm and humid.

But you can feel spring coming.

He is different from any breeze in other seasons.

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K is a very polite person.

On the way to deliver the letter, if you say hello to him, even if it is a steep downhill, he will stop to say hello to you.

Hello, K.

Hello, sir/madam. There is no letter for you today.

When he said this, his eyes had a regretful luster.

It seems that your letter hasn't arrived yet because of his mistake.

When I was just working, I once passed by the vegetable market, pushing a car and returning everyone's greetings. It took him over an hour! Later, everyone tried not to talk to him about work.

K is a cautious and serious person.

If someone loses his letter, he will try his best to find it.

Although he has only been a postman for two years, everyone in the town likes him very much.

K is also a very kind and cautious person.

For example, he just applied for an email before, but no one in this town will write him an email at all. He felt guilty because he occupied the memory of the server for nothing.

For example, in the bathroom, the dryer automatically turns on, and even if he walks to the door, he will turn back and dry his hands. Otherwise, he will feel sorry for the dryer.

But he also has many shortcomings.

It's like every time he eats cookies, he drops crumbs all over his body. Later, when pigeons near the park saw him, they would habitually gather around to look for food.

No wonder, he is only a boy of 12 years old.

Ah, I didn't mention it before. )

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K has been working since the age of 10, since his grandfather, the last postman, accidentally broke his leg while riding a bike drunk. Originally, he only worked for his grandfather for a few days, but when his leg recovered, he simply retired. However, people in the town are very happy, because grandpa is an old drunkard, and he either sent the wrong letter or lost it.

Aunt Angela, who lives at No.28 Cat Street, where she fishes, said that the last time she went shopping, she saw her grandfather riding his bicycle from town to new town, and the letter flew out of the unbuttoned package like magic. Aunt Angela shouted as she chased him, and he disappeared as if she didn't hear him.

I don't know if I really didn't hear it. I told you sooner or later he would fall like that. What a good man he used to be! Unfortunately, I don't know what happened later-hey, did you have breakfast? My family just bought some bread ... When Aunt Angela first saw K deliver a letter, she received K warmly and irresistibly. ..

Every morning, K gets up around 5 o'clock and leaves after a simple wash. Grandpa's bike is still a little big for K. When going uphill, K has to stand up and pedal the wheel.

Rum town is not big. It was built in a short section of the Alps, with about 50 or 60 families. This is a small mountain city. Hill is the old city, and hill is the new city center developed in recent years. City hall and everything are there. There is a small church on the top of the highest mountain in the middle, and there are several big windmills on the shorter mountain in the south. The basic electricity supply in this town depends on them.

If it goes well, K will finish it in less than an hour, and then K will park at the gate of a small park halfway up the mountain and climb to the church on the top of the mountain for breakfast. Sometimes it's rice balls, sometimes it's bread and vegetable soup. It depends on what the neighbor's aunt Bell has prepared for him, but K can also cook some simple meals.

Sitting on the steps of the church and looking west, you can see a big lake, shining like a big fish in the rising sun.

Where is beyond the lake?