Chapter 10: Off-road vehicle Fang Qingzhuo, you are responsible.
During the National Day Golden Week, the stilt houses with local ethnic characteristics were crowded with tourists, the gray-tiled wooden buildings were intricately arranged, and the green mountain terraces were dazzling. The shutter of the camera around Luo Shu's neck never stopped.
During this short holiday, her original plan was to go on a spontaneous special forces tour with Gu Jiaqian and complete her personal course assignments. However, plans cannot keep up with changes. The night before the holiday, Gu Jiaqian received the bad news that an elderly family member was hospitalized.
The tickets have been bought, the strategy has been made, and the topic of the homework has been decided. Luo Shu doesn't want to give up halfway, so she just wants to relax by herself.
We stopped and started along the way until we reached our destination. A young couple stood in the lobby of the guesthouse, snuggling and cuddling for at least ten minutes. The man wanted a king-size bed, while the woman, reserved and playful, requested a standard room. In between, the receptionist, who had seen this kind of scene many times, said, "Sorry, we're short on rooms at this time, and only have one king-size bed room left."
Luo Shu's room was booked a week ago, and it happened to be a standard room. She felt that I was the only one who could afford it, so she took action and exchanged rooms with the couple.
Just as I got the room card and was about to go upstairs, Gu Jiaqian called me worriedly.
"Luo Shu, are you here?"
"Here we are, just finished checking in."
"I'm sorry, we agreed to go together."
"What's there to be sorry about?" Luo Shu pressed the elevator button. "How did grandma's surgery go?"
"He has been transferred to the general ward."
"That's good. Just focus on taking care of grandma. I'll bring you gifts when I get back from vacation."
At this moment, the red floor number display dropped to the first floor, and the elevator door slowly opened with a "ding". Luo Shu was about to go in, answering the phone with one hand and pulling a suitcase with the other, when she saw a man standing in the middle like a wall. From her perspective, she could only see the slightly protruding Adam's apple in his throat.
She hadn't expected anyone to be there, frozen in place. Instinctively, she glanced up. The man was a model's height, wearing a baseball cap pulled low. A mask covered the lower half of his face, barely revealing his eyes. He exuded mystery; he might actually be a celebrity.
It would be a bit rude to continue watching it when you are out and about.
Luo Shu tactfully gave in. Before passing each other's shoulders, she vaguely felt a glance passing by her for a few seconds.
Gu Jiaqian on the other end of the phone didn't hear any movement for a long time: "What's wrong with you?"
Luo Shu regained consciousness: "It's okay, I'm in the elevator. I'll call you tonight."
After a short rest in the room, Luo Shu immediately took her camera up the mountain, selected the background and set up the camera.
During the recording break, the sound of an engine came from somewhere, breaking the tranquility of the mountains and drowning out her voice. Suddenly, a Jeep Wrangler with a local license plate slid down from the top of the mountain and rushed into view, stirring up a cloud of dust.
Luo Shu couldn't help but inhale a mouthful of dust, and quickly covered her breath with the back of her fingers, muttering to the back of the car, "It has no manners. All the passing vehicles are driving slowly, but he is in a hurry to reincarnate."
After showing off for only ten seconds, the SUV actually retreated back the same way. Looking far ahead, she saw that it was a car coming from the opposite direction. There was only one mountain road, narrow and steep, so the SUV had no choice but to retreat in order to advance, but it kept retreating towards the place where she had set up the camera.
Luo Shu's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly had a bad premonition. The next moment, she seemed to hear the sound of her heart being crushed into pieces.
She rushed to the scene of the car accident. The tripod was basically scrapped. After checking the camera, she found obvious signs of wear on the base, and what was worse was that the lens was broken.
The SUV's owner seemed to notice the rear tire had run over something hard, so he drove a few meters forward before getting out to investigate. Seeing Luo Shu's heartbreaking gesture from afar, as if she were holding him in her hands, he took off his hat, smoothed his messy hair, and stepped closer. "How much is it? I'll compensate you."
Without even a single apology, and with that arrogant "I'm rich" attitude, Luo Shu, holding the camera with its head and body severed in her palm, felt a rare surge of hatred for the rich: "I'm asking you if you can reverse. Did you buy your driver's license with money?"
I looked up and met a pair of black eyes.
Isn't this the masked guy from the B&B? He's just not wearing a hat.
No, the familiar mole at the end of the eye, the familiar voice, the familiar accent.
Is this... Fang Qingzhuo?
Luo Shu still couldn't believe that such a coincidence could happen. Staring at him blankly was not enough, so she tried to get closer to him to find out what was going on.
Fang Qingzhuo found it funny to see her look of certainty yet uncertainty. He recalled that he had stopped by the roadside a few minutes ago. He originally wanted to take a picture of the passing cattle because one of the curly-haired cattle looked very much like Guan Siqi who was on vacation abroad. However, he accidentally discovered Luo Shu. He watched her introduce herself to the camera for a long time. With every word she spoke, the wind blew towards her face, covering her face with hair.
Your IQ is really worrying. Don’t you know how to tie your hair?
He took off his mask.
Greeted by the sudden handsome face, Luo Shu was overjoyed: "Fang Qingzhuo."
"Are you alone too? How long have you been out?"
Fang Qingzhuo looked at her intently. She was quite pretty, but what she said made people feel uncomfortable. How could he have been in there? What did he mean by how long had he been out?
He didn't bother to explain why he was here, and besides, there was no need to reminisce. He got out of the car to solve the problem and said simply, "First, you parked the machine on the side of the road without my permission. I had no choice but to push it over. Secondly, I'm in a hurry. Whether you want to repair it or replace it, you should issue the invoice and ask me for reimbursement."
From what he said, it was just her bad luck. The joy of meeting an acquaintance gradually faded with reality: "But I came here to shoot materials. My camera is broken, so I can't shoot..."
"This is your problem, not mine." Fang Qingzhuo had already walked to the front of the car door. He was taller than the car body. After hearing her words, he responded without turning back and climbed into the driver's seat. He stepped on the accelerator, leaving behind a pile of dust and Luo Shu who was silently digesting the messy exhaust.
By the time they hiked back to the B&B, dusk had already set on the horizon. Luo Shu, carrying her unfinished camera, spotted Fang Qingzhuo sitting comfortably on the small terrace, enjoying the breeze. At his feet was a chubby, lively orange cat, its tail flicking gently against his trouser leg.
Luo Shu walked past him and went upstairs with a shameless look on her face. He was in a hurry just to flirt with the cat, and he was unwilling to give her a ride on his way back. She still hadn't settled the matter of him standing her up last time.
After staying in her room for half an hour, she still couldn't comfort herself, so she rushed downstairs in her slippers.
"Fang Qingzhuo."
Fang Qingzhuo raised his eyebrows. He called him "senior" the first two times they met, but now he calls him by his name.
He tilted his head slightly: "What?"
"You have to take responsibility."
The fox's tail is exposed.
Fang Qingzhuo remained silent, hooked his index finger at her, and asked Luo Shu to sit on the rattan chair next to him.
At this time, the sky was almost dark, and the street lights on both sides of the road were all lit up. She was wearing a long halter dress and sat next to him. Perhaps she had just taken a shower, and her breath was filled with the floral scent of the shower gel she was wearing, which was carried by the wind and became even stronger.
Fang Qingzhuo's eyes dimmed silently. He picked up the cigarette on the glass table, lit it, and asked nonchalantly, "Whose responsibility is it?"
"Of course it's the camera's fault." Luo Shu said as a matter of course.
After a long silence, he flicked off a piece of cigarette ash and said lightly: "Did you come that day?"
Luo Shu paused, wondering which day he was referring to.
"Here I come."
The stone that was pressing on my heart fell to the ground safely: "Then why don't you say it?"
There was a pot of green radish on the table. Luo Shu picked up the yellow leaves and could hear a hint of complaint in her words: "Will you not leave after I told you?"
This is because I witnessed the whole process of his departure, so I am not too stupid.
He took a deep puff, wisps of smoke escaping from between his teeth, and Fang Qingzhuo casually uttered two words: "Reason."
"What's the reason?"
"Responsible for you..." He paused deliberately, "Responsible for the camera."
Seeing that there was a chance, Luo Shu became serious. She leaned over and stared at his profile through the hazy smoke and said, "The conditions in the scenic area are limited. The only shops I found were those that repair mobile phones, not cameras."
"I'm just a computer programmer. I don't have the skills to fix it."
"But you have a car. I checked online and there's a store downtown."
"The car is rented, and I have to return it when I get home."
Fang Qingzhuo refused to listen, and Luo Shu immediately became depressed.
"I know you're not to blame for this. Since this is my fate, I accept it." As if fiddling with the greenery wasn't enough, Luo Shu's hand on the table unconsciously picked up Fang Qingzhuo's cigarette case. "But who can blame God for letting me meet you? Who are you? Fang Qingzhuo, the pride of our school, a role model for our generation, beloved by everyone, you cherish your reputation, your hands are furry... In short, you wouldn't just stand by and watch someone die, right?"
Fang Qingzhuo appreciated her compliment very much. He felt completely relaxed and relaxed, lying back in the chair.
This mouth is not quite eloquent, and another stone in my heart fell immediately: "Can't I just buy a new one?"
"It's been with me for two years. I'm not one to get bored easily."
The power of the latter words was no less than that of a cannonball, and the bombardment destroyed the city fortress that had been built with great difficulty.
Fang Qingzhuo scoffed coldly. So this is how you can deceive a man with sweet words. He put his cigarette into the ashtray and stood up quickly, the chair under him moving back. Before leaving, he didn't forget to snatch the cigarette box she was busy with.
The moon climbed up to the treetops unnoticed. Luo Shu was confused. She didn't know what words made him change his face faster than turning the pages of a book. The expression on his face was exactly the same as that of a cigarette butt thrown into an ashtray, the spark gradually fading.
At night, the wind outside the window made the leaves whistle, just like the whimpering of a female cat in heat, and intermittently there was the sound of a woman's moaning.
Luo Shu was woken up by the couple again. This time she couldn't stand it anymore. She clicked the wall lamp to turn it on, put on a shawl in anger, and hid in the observation deck in a cowardly manner, covering her ears.
The balcony of the B&B retains the characteristic of the stilt house - the beauty's backrest. Looking down from the height of halfway up the mountain, the thousands of lights spreading out at the foot of the mountain are like stars wandering in the night sky.
Just as she was immersed in the beautiful scenery, the corner of her eye suddenly lit up, and Luo Shu followed the light.
The standard room next door that she had given up had a large floor-to-ceiling window, so she saw Fang Qingzhuo pushing open the partition glass door without any obstruction. At the same time, he also noticed her and stood on the balcony with a bottle of mineral water. They looked at each other across the source of the noisy 3D surround sound.
A few strands of hair on Fang Qingzhuo's head stood up, and the irritation between his eyebrows had not yet faded away. It was obvious that he had just gotten up from the bed. He raised his chin and drank some water to moisten his throat, then held up the phone and spoke a voice message to his lips.
After doing these actions, he shook his phone at her.
Then, the phone in Luo Shu's hand rang at an inopportune moment. When she opened it, she saw a new message with a red dot showing for 3 seconds.
She was inexplicably nervous and swallowed her saliva. Her heart was beating like a drum, and the low, seductive voice beneath her was like a sharp blade piercing the tranquility of the night.
"Would you like to come over?"
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