As a typical cool guy, Ruan Mian actually has some talent in shooting, an activity that sounds cool.
After Bo Yan taught Ruan Mian how to fire a shot, Ruan Mian began to try it himself. After firing a volley of bullets, he was able to hit the innermost circle.
While changing bullets, Ruan Mian couldn't help but turn his head to look at Bo Yan, his eyes sparkling, "Bo Yan, am I awesome?"
Before Bo Yan started to shoot himself, he stood aside and watched Ruan Mian shoot. Seeing that his shots were getting more and more accurate, he raised the corner of his lip and praised him generously, "Very powerful, very cool."
Ruan Mian's eyes curved in satisfaction. He remembered something and suddenly said, "Bo Yan, I want to watch you fight."
Bo Yan has participated in shooting competitions. Although it is not a professional competition, it must be very impressive!
Bo Yan raised his eyebrows, "Okay."
After he finished speaking, he put on his goggles swiftly and pressed the red button on the side twice, as if he was adjusting something.
Afterwards, he stood up, loaded the bullets and cocked the gun. Bo Yan performed a series of movements smoothly and skillfully.
Looking at the boy standing in front of her with a tall figure and a spear in his hand, Ruan Mian was distracted for a moment.
Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that Bo Yan and shooting were a perfect match. It was hard to say which one was born for which.
The cold gun and Bo Yan's aura are perfectly integrated, so cool!
Ruan Mian was brought back to his senses by the sound of a gunshot.
Along with the gunshot, there was the sound of glass bottles shattering and falling to the ground.
Ruan Mian suddenly turned his head and was surprised to find that Bo Yan was hitting a moving target!
They are not ordinary moving targets, but rapidly rotating beer bottles!
But Bo Yan never failed.
Every shot he fired was fast, accurate and ruthless, and he never wasted a single bullet!
After a volley of bullets was fired, there was nothing in front of him. Not a single wine bottle was spared, and the ground was covered with broken glass.
Ruan Mian's eyes were wide open and his mouth was slightly open, making him look a little silly, but in a very cute way.
Bo Yan put down his gun and turned around. Seeing his expression, he couldn't help but smile and said modestly, "Brother Ku, how is my shooting skill?"
Ruan Mian came back to his senses and said in his childish voice, "This is more than just OK. This is amazing! Bo Yan, you are a professional!"
Bo Yan used to come to this shooting range often, and he had heard many similar compliments, or even better ones.
But he had never felt so happy as he did now.
Bo Yan smiled as he lowered his eyes to look at Ruan Mian. He suddenly said, "I'm so good at this. Do you want to try my luck again?"
Ruan Mian paused, not quite understanding what Bo Yan meant for a moment, when he saw Bo Yan suddenly stretch out his hand towards him and spread out his palm.
Her thoughts were instantly pulled back to the moment when Bo Yan was guiding her to shoot. Ruan Mian's eyelashes trembled, and she inexplicably became a little more hesitant.
But Bo Yan seemed to be unaware of anything. He still stretched out his hand and waited patiently for Ruan Mian's response.
Ruan Mian closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, stretched out a hand, and placed it on Bo Yan's palm.
It’s just... it’s just a boy holding hands, isn’t that normal?
Cool guy can't lose face over something like this!
But who knew that just when Ruan Mian had barely prepared himself mentally, Bo Yan suddenly retracted his fingers.
Bo Yan's hands were much bigger than Ruan Mian's, and his fingers were very long. With this clenched hand, he completely held Ruan Mian's hand.
Ruan Mian's already shaky mental state collapsed in an instant. He felt his heart beating so fast, as if it would jump out of his mouth in the next second!
But Bo Yan didn't give up yet. He even slid his slender index finger lightly across the back of Ruan Mian's hand.
It instantly arouses a tingling sensation.
Ruan Mian's hand trembled, and he suddenly broke free from Bo Yan's hand as if he had been electrocuted. He raised his head with raised eyebrows and said fiercely: "You...what are you doing!"
Bo Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, with an innocent look on his face, "Didn't I tell you that I would pass on some good luck to you?"
"Then... just hold it for a bit," Ruan Mian inexplicably didn't dare to look into Bo Yan's eyes, and got angry with red ears, "Why are you still touching me!"
Bo Yan's Adam's apple rolled, and a faint smile tinged his voice, "I didn't touch you on purpose. I just wanted you to have good luck from all angles, didn't I?"
It's very convincing.
Ruan Mian was speechless now.
He reasonably suspected that Bo Yan was trying to help him and take advantage of him, but he had no evidence!
…
Shooting is a really attractive sport. It allows people to concentrate and put aside all unnecessary emotions.
Before they knew it, the two had already fought past midnight.
Ruan Mian was still excitedly changing the magazine when Bo Yan suddenly took off his headphones and goggles and walked over. He stretched out his hand and pulled his arm, whispering, "Let's stop here today, okay? If you want to play, I'll bring you here next time."
Ruan Mian stopped what he was doing and looked up at Bo Yan, his tone full of reluctance, "But I haven't had enough fun yet, are you tired? If you are tired, wait for me by the side?"
"I'm not tired," Bo Yan said with a helpless smile, "but I need to rest, and so do you. Fighting for too long will cause muscle tension."
Ruan Mian paused and looked down at his arm.
Only then did he realize that his arms had been kept tense for a long time, probably because he had been shooting all the time, and now they were shaking slightly unconsciously.
Ruan Mian sighed softly and took off his goggles and headphones, but his tone was still very reluctant, "Okay then..."
Bo Yan reached out his hand and pinched his arm to relieve him. He smiled and said, "Do you like it so much?"
Ruan Mian immediately nodded, then shook his head.
It’s not so much that I like shooting itself, but rather that I like the brief sense of relaxation that shooting can bring.
Obviously, Bo Yan could understand him.
Without asking any more questions, he led Ruan Mian out and said, "Let me know whenever you want to come next time."
Ruan Mian nodded, then thought of something, "Well, I haven't paid yet, how much is it charged? By the hour?"
Bo Yan pinched his arm gently and said, "No charge, you are... you are..."
But after hesitating for two seconds, Bo Yan didn't say the rest of the words.
He actually wanted to say "family members", but he hasn't caught the person yet, and he was afraid that saying this word would backfire.
Ruan Mian took over the conversation and asked with a smile: "It's considered a backdoor, right?"
This sounds not much different from "family members". Bo Yan curled his lips and said, "Yes, it means going through the back door."
The two of them walked out of the shooting gallery, and Ruan Mian suddenly asked, "Should we stop saying hello to that guy with the tattooed arms?"
"No need," Bo Yan shook his head decisively, "He is very busy at night, so we won't disturb him."
But Ruan Mian was really too naive in some aspects. He even asked foolishly, "What are you busy with? Settling accounts?"
He vaguely remembered that most shop owners had to settle accounts at night. Maybe it was the same for shooting ranges?
Bo Yan paused, a look of shock rarely appeared on his face. After a moment, he chuckled and shook his head, saying, "No, I'm busy with what adults should be doing. Do you still want to listen to it?"
Ruan Mian finally realized what was going on. He shook his head like a rattle, "No... No!"
Bo Yan stopped teasing him and took out a cigarette from his pocket. He consciously kept a distance of one meter between him and Ruan Mian, but still asked for his opinion: "Can I have one?"
He wasn't a heavy smoker, but he had been in the shooting range for so long without smoking, so when he came out he still wanted to smoke one.
Ruan Mian nodded without hesitation, "Okay, I don't mind."
In fact, he was not particularly resistant to the smell of cigarettes. Besides, it was outdoors and very late. There were no pedestrians on the road. It was not excessive for Bo Yan to smoke a cigarette.
After getting permission, Bo Yan took out a cigarette and put it to his lips, pursed his thin lips, and took out a lighter to light the cigarette.
Ruan Mian couldn't help but stand aside and watch him light a cigarette.
I have to say, Bo Yan looks cool and looks cool no matter what he does.
It was already late in the evening, and the firelight flickered on Bo Yan's profile, inexplicably outlining a gentle yet slightly lonely outline in the night.
After watching for two seconds, Ruan Mian didn't know what he was thinking. Anyway, his mouth was faster than his brain, and he suddenly blurted out: "Bo Yan, I... I also want to taste what cigarettes taste like."
Bo Yan's fingers holding the cigarette trembled slightly, and he turned his head to look at him, "Are you sure? It doesn't taste good, it's bitter, and you might choke."
Ruan Mian actually regretted saying that when he regained his senses, but Bo Yan's words brought out his coolness again. He said with a stern face, "I... I'm not afraid of hardship, nor am I afraid of being choked!"
Bo Yan lowered his eyes to look at him, and did not try to persuade him anymore. Instead, he took out another cigarette from the cigarette box and handed it to Ruan Mian, "Try it, and give me the rest."
Ruan Mian looked at the cigarette between Bo Yan's fingers, and then looked at the one in his mouth. After a while, he didn't take it. Instead, he raised his finger and pointed at Bo Yan's mouth, whispering: "I... I just want to have a taste, there's no need to waste it!"
Anyway, they have already shared a spoon and drank from the same bottle of water, so it doesn’t seem like a big deal if they smoke the same cigarette now!
Bo Yan's breathing stagnated for a moment. He looked at Ruan Mian deeply, paused for two seconds, took back the cigarette that Ruan Mian did not accept, took out the half-burned cigarette from his lips, and fed it directly to Ruan Mian's mouth, saying in a hoarse voice: "Just inhale, don't take too big a breath, it's easy to choke."
Ruan Mian lowered his eyes and stared at the burning cigarette that was so close to him. He subconsciously swallowed, then opened his mouth slightly, held the filter of the cigarette, and took a light puff.
Because he inhaled little, Ruan Mian didn't understand the issue of whether the air passed through the lungs or not, so he didn't choke.
The smoke just swirled around in his mouth, and as soon as Ruan Mian opened his mouth, it ran out.
"How is it?" Bo Yan carefully observed his expression, "Is it very bitter?"
Of course the smoke tasted bitter, so bitter that Ruan Mian couldn't understand why anyone would like this taste.
But what remained on his lips was the touch of the slightly damp filter tip that had been licked by Bo Yan.
After a while, Ruan Mian's ears felt even hotter. He tilted his head and whispered, "It's okay, not that bitter."
Bo Yan suddenly closed his eyes, suppressed the overwhelming desire in his heart, and put the cigarette back to his lips as if nothing had happened.
Ruan Mian still felt dizzy until he reached the side of the road.
Bo Yan threw the cigarette butt into the trash can and asked Ruan Mian, "It's quite late. Should we take a taxi back to school or find a hotel nearby?"
As soon as the word "hotel" was mentioned, Ruan Mian's mind immediately popped up the words that Bo Yan had said before.
Keep busy with adult stuff...
Ruan Mian was startled and said loudly, "Take a taxi back to school!"
Bo Yan suppressed his laughter and took out his phone, opened the online taxi APP, and gave a warning in advance, "But it's so late, I may not be able to call a taxi."
Bo Yan's words came true.
On the one hand, it was late, and on the other hand, their school was too remote. The two of them waited there for a full ten minutes, but no one accepted the order, whether it was a ride-sharing taxi or an express car.
Bo Yan still sought Ruan Mian's opinion, "Are you still waiting?"
Ruan Mian moved his lips and was about to say "forget it" when he saw Bo Yan's phone screen light up and a new prompt popped up -
A car owner has accepted the order!
Ruan Mian was satisfied. "It wasn't easy. I actually waited for this!"
Bo Yan let out a light "tsk", feeling a little regretful in his heart.
However, the next second, his cell phone rang and the car owner called.
Bo Yan swiped to answer the call and turned on the hands-free mode. The driver immediately apologized: "Sorry, sorry, I'm already lying down and forgot to turn off the option to automatically accept orders in the app. I won't accept it tonight. Can you cancel it?"
Ruan Mian: “…”
What a roller coaster ride this is!
Bo Yan replied calmly, "OK," hung up the phone, and clicked "Cancel" neatly.
"Forget it," Ruan Mian raised his hand and scratched his hair. This time, without waiting for Bo Yan to ask again, he said directly, "I'm not going back. I'll find a hotel nearby and go back tomorrow!"
"Okay," Bo Yan put away his phone and raised the corner of his lips, "There's a fast food restaurant next door."
Ruan Mian: “?”
Was it his illusion? Why did he feel that Bo Yan was in a good mood all of a sudden?
When Bo Yan mentioned "next to it", it was indeed not an exaggeration. It was the building next to it, only three minutes' walk away.
No wonder Brother Flower-Armed is busy at night, after all, it is so convenient.
The lady at the front desk was all smiles and had a very good attitude. "Do you have a reservation?"
Bo Yan shook his head, and Ruan Mian asked hurriedly: "A twin room, that is, a standard room, are there any?"
"Wait a moment," the front desk lady looked at the computer screen and clicked the mouse twice, "I'll help you check it."
A minute later, she looked up and smiled, "There's only one room left."
Ruan Mian subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
But he hadn't realized what he was nervous about.
He also didn't notice that Bo Yan was looking at him with a smile in his eyes.
The room was on the second floor, in the corner. After the two of them entered, Ruan Mian looked for the air-conditioning remote control the first thing he did.
Haicheng is located in the south and the summer is very long. Even though it is almost the end of September, the weather is still very hot.
It was really hot, the kind that I couldn't sleep at night without air conditioning.
However, Ruan Mian took the remote control and pressed the air conditioner twice, but there was no response.
"What's wrong?" Bo Yan came over, "The air conditioner can't be turned on?"
Ruan Mian nodded and handed the remote control to Bo Yan, "Try it."
Bo Yan also tried twice, but the air conditioner still had no response.
He even raised his hand, unplugged the air conditioner and plugged it again, but there was still no change.
In just less than five minutes, Ruan Mian already felt the stuffiness in the room, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.
"Don't worry," Bo Yan put down the remote control and walked to the phone beside the bed, "I'll call the front desk and ask."
Coincidentally, just as Bo Yan walked to the bed, the phone rang. It was the front desk clerk calling.
"Sorry, sorry," the front desk lady's voice came out, "My colleague just told me that the air conditioner in the room you're staying in is broken, and it's scheduled for repair tomorrow. Do you want to change to another room?"
Ruan Mian: “…”
Why is staying in a hotel such a roller coaster!
Bo Yan held the receiver and asked in a low voice: "What other room types are there? King-size bed room?"
Ruan Mian: “!”
"I'm so sorry," the front desk lady continued to apologize, "There was only one king-size bed room left, but it was just booked. Now there is only one couple's suite left..."
Ruan Mian... Ruan Mian was no longer able to speak.
What the fuck?
What is the guidance of fate?
The author has something to say: Xiao Bo: Fate favors me.
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