Liang Liang stayed at home for another day. In the morning, he and his father designed a renovation plan for the house. In the afternoon, he went to the paddy field to weed. He was so tired that his back and legs ached.
At eight o'clock on the morning of the 12th, he arrived at Yahe Bus Station on time with Sui Fulu and Xu Hebin.
Xiao Yu was already waiting here.
Liang Liang noticed that Xiao Yu was very good at dressing herself. Today, she didn't wear her hair in a ponytail, but instead wore it over her shoulders. She wore a striped t-shirt and tight high-waisted pants, with a pair of glasses perched on her forehead.
Xiao Yu's height is estimated to be 1.7 meters, which perfectly highlights the advantages of her outfit.
The parts that should be convex are convex, and the parts that should be concave are concave.
This outfit is fashionable, avant-garde, and has a rebellious style.
After Liang Liang gave them a brief introduction, they went to the station to buy tickets and boarded the train at 8:20.
Liang Liang and Xiao Yu were sitting in the same seat. Because Liang Liang had touched her hand the day before yesterday, she decided to ignore him.
However, this method is completely useless when dealing with someone as shameless as Liang Liang.
Liang Liang shoved a bag of bread, fries, spicy snacks, and other snacks into her arms without any regard for her being an outsider.
Then he took the two bottles of drinks and sat down with a thud, almost knocking her out of the car window.
This guy must have done it on purpose!
"Sorry! I didn't maintain my balance!"
That first sentence sounded reasonable, but she didn't quite understand the next one.
"Thank goodness it didn't burst!"
What didn't burst?
"If you get hungry on the way, just grab a bite; it's a four-hour journey."
"Does that nightclub you mentioned have drums?"
"No!" Liang Liang answered decisively.
"Ah! What am I supposed to play if there's no drum?"
“We’ve prepared basins and plastic buckets of different sizes for you. If you can make a tune with these things, then you’re a real expert.”
Xiao Yu leaned her head against the car window, determined not to say another word to this guy until they reached Lianwan.
"However, I have a black pearl drum set, which isn't the best, but I think it's enough."
Xiao Yu's head turned back to her own, much to her dismay.
"Your own?"
"Of course."
Xiao Yu became interested: "How do you have a drum?"
"Here's what happened: One day I was sunbathing on the beach when a gust of wind blew in, and when I opened my eyes I saw a set of drums."
Xiao Yu glared at Liang Liang and said, "Why didn't the strong wind blow you away?"
"That seems to make sense! Do you believe that the seawater comes in with the tide?"
"If we weren't on a bus, I would have kicked you into the sky with a 360-degree whirlwind kick."
She watched a video of "Wow! Hero" last night, and she remembered this move.
"You're asking the wrong question. Since you know it can't be blown away by the wind or floated away by water, of course you should buy it."
"Can you afford black pearls?"
"It's not new, it's secondhand."
"That's possible! Hey! What was the name of that song you sang the day before yesterday?"
"Guess! If you guess right, I'll let you touch my hand."
"Who wants to touch your hand?"
"Then I can touch your hand."
"Tell me quickly, stop trying to fob me off."
Liang Liang abandoned his playful attitude and became serious, putting on a deeply affectionate expression as he looked at Xiao Yu.
Xiao Yu was startled: "What's going on now?"
I can't forget you.
"You're crazy!"
"Look at you, you either ask me the name of the song, or you say I'm crazy. Women and petty people are hard to deal with."
"You said the song you sang was called 'I Can't Forget You'?"
"This brain is pretty good, smarter than a pig... cough cough."
Upon seeing Xiao Yu's menacing gaze, Liang Liang pulled back from the brink and decided to start anew.
Which singer sang it?
"What? Which singer sang it?"
"Who first sang this song?"
"Me? I was the first to sing."
"I Can't Forget You" was first released in June 1996 on Zhang Xueyou's album of the same name.
Now this song has been released almost three years ahead of schedule, and of course, it was Liang Liang who sang it for the first time.
"Which of your statements are true? Or how many truthful things do you actually tell in a day?"
Liang Liang felt exhausted. Lao Tzu's words weren't true; he just said them in a slightly different way.
"Actually, not a single word I said was a lie; it was all the truth."
"You mean you wrote and composed the lyrics and music for this song, 'I Can't Forget You'?"
"Is there anything strange about it? I'm quite good at composing. I've already composed more than ten pieces. Don't believe me? Treat your comrades and brothers with the warmth of spring and the trust of the earth."
"You're talking nonsense, completely unreliable. I think it's better to treat you like a cold and ruthless winter."
"Your attitude is unacceptable. This is how you treat an enemy. Since you don't believe me, let's make a bet. If I write more than ten songs when we get to the nightclub and there are witnesses, you can let me kiss you."
"What if there isn't one?"
"Then I'll let you kiss me."
"I won't do it. Either way, you'll be the one who benefits."
Have you ever heard anyone sing this song?
"Just because you haven't heard of it doesn't mean you did it."
"Why can't it be me who did it?"
"Why did it have to be you who caused this?"
There was no point in continuing the conversation, so Liang Liang simply leaned her head back against the chair and closed her eyes.
People are prone to drowsiness in hot weather, and the jolting of a bus makes it even easier to fall asleep.
Liang Liang had worked in the paddy fields all afternoon yesterday, and was already quite tired, so he quickly fell into a semi-conscious state.
"Snap!"
Liang Liang felt a sharp pain in his head and suddenly opened his eyes, only to see Xiao Yu glaring at him angrily.
Liang Liang was puzzled.
"Did you hit me on the head?"
Xiao Yu neither said yes nor no.
That's it.
"Did I molest you and you hit me on the head? I don't bother people unless they bother me, you have to give me an explanation!"
Xiao Yu pointed to her right shoulder, where there was a wet stain.
"What's the meaning?"
"This is your saliva."
"Nonsense! How could my saliva have gotten on your shoulder?"
Did I lean my head on Xiao Yu's shoulder?
His drool was dripping onto the other person's shoulder, and where was his head leaning against?
"You mean I rested my head on your shoulder, and then... you know what dripped onto your shoulder?"
What do you think?
It seems that's how things are.
"Actually, a man's saliva contains a lot of organic matter, and it's quite a lot. When it drips onto the skin, it keeps the skin white, tender, and shiny. That's a good thing. Logically speaking, you should still pay me. But let's not forget about our brotherhood. Remember, you owe me one person... Ouch!"
Liang Liang was enjoying his story when he suddenly hissed in shock.
A current of electricity surged from the outside of my thigh, instantly traveling through all 360 major acupoints of the microcosmic and macrocosmic orbits.
This is so refreshing! Liang Liang almost felt like she was flying with pleasure.
Why are people carrying needles on buses? And not just small needles.
Are you a pig castrator?
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