This feeling is like a wave, a gust of wind, or an electric current overflowing from the deepest part of the heart, slowly flowing to the whole body, not sparing every blood vessel, every cell, and every pore.
He could clearly feel this feeling washing over every part of his body like a wave, finally soaking through his limbs and bones, leaving him in a state of slight trembling.
This was a feeling he had never experienced before, not even in the decades of his previous life.
Ahead was the river surface which had become calmer. Although the water was turbid, it was no longer as violent as before and flowed downstream at a constant speed.
Behind me was a cornfield with leaves rustling in the breeze.
This is Yawan, which is more than a mile away from the east end of my grandma's house. Further down is the big turn that leads to the rubber dam waters.
Wan Feng closed his eyes again and listened to the rustling sound of corn leaves in the breeze behind him and the sound of the river flowing. Everything suddenly became hazy.
What would it feel like to lie down like this forever until I grow old in the wasteland?
Wan Feng wanted to lie here and never get up, until the seas dried up and the rocks crumbled, until the earth became desolate.
But Luan Feng didn't have such an idea. When her strength recovered, she slowly sat up and frowned when she saw Wan Feng's hateful smile.
"How can you still laugh? Wang An, you almost scared me to death, you bastard..."
Luan Feng was cursing to her heart's content when she suddenly screamed, "My clothes!"
The fake sportswear she was wearing had turned the color of mud, and the pants on her legs were the same color, she had already turned into a mud figure.
Luan Feng quickly took off her clothes and pants, and only after she had taken off her clothes did she remember Wan Feng beside her.
When she turned around, she saw Wan Feng's eyes scanning her shamelessly, and her face turned red: "Close your eyes and turn your head away, I need to wash clothes, don't peek."
"Not taking it off anymore? What a shame!"
Luan Feng gritted her teeth.
Seeing this, Wan Feng immediately closed his eyes: "I promise not to even look at it."
Can I take a look?
"Don't leave even a crack!"
Luan Feng was squatting by the river in a T-shirt and shorts, washing her clothes in the water.
Of course Wan Feng didn't let his eyes show a crack, because even if he opened them, Luan Feng couldn't see anything since her back was facing him.
From behind, her waist wrapped in a wet sweatshirt was very slender, and her hips were very prominent and smooth. These two parts combined into a very perfect curve, drawing a suffocating rhythm with the movement of her two hands.
Wan Feng's breathing became a little rapid, and he felt a boiling fire burning in his heart. He looked around and saw that there was no one around, then he gently walked behind Luan Feng and hugged her gently from behind.
Luan Feng's body stiffened in an instant, as if it had turned into a stone.
The world suddenly stopped at this moment. The white clouds stopped moving, the breeze solidified between the branches and leaves, the sound was no longer noisy, and even the river in front seemed to be at a standstill.
After an unknown amount of time, Luan Feng twisted her body and uttered a low, delicate cry: "You bastard! Let go!"
This delicate cry broke the silence of the world and woke Wan Feng from his illusion.
He hurriedly let go of Luan Feng, returned to the shore and sat down, just quietly looking at Luan Feng's back.
Luan Feng's rhythm of washing clothes was obviously messed up. The harmonious beauty that her body had displayed just now completely disappeared, replaced by an awkward look no matter how you looked at it.
Silly girl's heart was in turmoil.
Wan Feng chuckled behind Luan Feng's back.
Luan Feng turned around and threw a handful of mud at him: "Bad guy! I made you laugh, so you laugh, go to the river and wash the mud off you."
Wan Feng looked down at his body, which was covered in black mud. If he went to Africa, he wouldn't even need to put on makeup and could get along with the Africans.
"I'm afraid of water. I'll wash it when I get home."
Luan Feng turned around and smacked Wan Feng in the face with an eye roll as big as a volleyball: "Grown man, you're afraid of water, can you be a little more capable? Go down and wash!"
"Why aren't you afraid of water? I almost got washed away by the water just now. If you're not afraid, that's nonsense. I'm determined not to go down!"
Now Wan Feng is terrified when he looks at the river. If he is not afraid, that would be bluffing. He has a psychological trauma.
Wan Feng was reluctant to go into the water. Luan Feng got anxious and stood up, grabbed Wan Feng and threw him into the water with a splash, regardless of whether Wan Feng had any regrets in his heart.
"Help! Help!" Wan Feng was floating in the water in panic.
Luan Feng was laughing triumphantly on the shore, but as she was laughing, Luan Feng stopped laughing. Hey, why did she disappear?
There is no way the water here in Yawan is endless!
Luan Feng dived into the water and was confused when he stood up. The water was only above his waist and not even up to his chest, so how could he disappear?
Just as he was wondering, he suddenly felt his legs being entangled. He cried out and fell face down in the water.
Thus, the originally calm water surface became turbulent again.
After Luan Feng emerged from the water, he became furious and rushed towards someone not far away.
When Wan Feng saw that the situation was not good, he ran to climb onto the shore. Just as he was about to reach the shore, his two legs were grabbed.
Wan Feng grabbed a clump of wormwood on the shore tightly and was about to shout for help when he felt his body lighten and was pulled into the water.
A few minutes later, someone was dragged ashore by Luan Feng like a dead fish, and was thrown on the shore with a "slap", spitting water out of his mouth like a dead fish.
"You can't swim but you can dive in. It's better to drink less water so that you can do something bad in the water."
Wan Feng rolled his eyes and wanted to cry, but he had no tears. A firm belief was born in his heart: he would never learn to swim in this life. This time he was completely afraid of water.
Luan Feng rinsed the mud off her clothes and put them on while they were still wet. She would have to wash them again with clean water when she got home anyway.
"Where are your clothes?"
"I just took off my vest on the beach and it probably washed away."
"Oh! How are you going to go home like this? Look at your shorts, they're so ugly." Luan Feng glanced at Wan Feng, then turned away like lightning with a blush on her face.
"I'm not naked, what's there to be ugly about?" Wan Feng retorted righteously. Damn it, I can't beat you in the water, but I'm not someone you can bully on shore.
"It's not ugly. Look at the group in front of you. I won't walk with you. I'm leaving first. Don't follow me." Luan Fengwan ran away in a panic.
Did she see all this?
"Luan Feng!" Wan Feng called out from behind.
Luan Feng, who had already reached the edge of the cornfield, stopped.
Wan Feng slowly walked up to her.
Luan Feng's heart began to beat wildly, and she asked in a panic, "What are you...doing?"
Wan Feng reached out and gently hugged Luan Feng, and Luan Feng's body showed signs of turning into stone again.
No, it's not good for her to be so stiff all the time. It really affects the fun of hugging. I have to hug her more often in the future to completely correct this bad habit.
"Look how scared you are! You're useless! Let's go."
Luan Feng's face changed several colors like a chameleon within ten seconds, and then she turned around and disappeared between the corn leaves and branches like a flash, her figure was very hurried.
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