Chapter 137 Da Meng 1 I Like You
After the phone call ended, the air around him was filled with the noisy and bustling sounds of the distant city.
Zhu Yanshi put his phone on the table, sighed, and took the powder handed to him by the man.
"Did you do this on purpose?"
Song Zhiyu blinked, his face showing a somewhat innocent expression.
"How could it be? Who is it?"
The corners of his mouth were filled with an uncontrollable smile.
“…”
Zhu Yanshi was so confused that he could almost imagine that there was a big riot in the Heavenly Palace over there.
Life is a mess, so put it behind you and enjoy the present moment...
Zhu Yanshi was a very carefree person. He picked up the noodles on the table, opened the disposable chopsticks, and took a sip.
The taste is surprisingly good!
The soup base has a rich aroma of bone broth, and the chili oil mixed in the soup has a Sichuan flavor. It is mixed with a few slices of braised meat, chopped green onions, and coriander, which is full of fragrance.
Song Zhiyu didn't have the temper of a spoiled brat. He brought his noodles over and sat on the red plastic chair next to him. He opened the disposable chopsticks and started eating.
The two people didn't speak, only the sound of slurping noodles could be heard.
Beads of sweat formed on the tip of my nose from eating so much, and the sun was rising higher and higher, making the heat unbearable.
After breakfast, the two of them strolled casually along the narrow streets.
Freshly picked fruits brought from the mountain village are scattered on the oilcloth paper spread on the ground. Each one is crystal clear, small and cute.
Zhu Yanshi saw someone selling cherries, so he squatted down and took one to taste. His expression was dull for a moment, then filled with surprise. He looked up and looked at Song Zhiyu with a pair of bright and clear eyes.
"It's sweet! Do you want to try it?"
As he spoke, he picked up a larger cherry and handed it to Song Zhiyu.
Although Song Zhiyu didn't have a very strong temper, he couldn't accept eating unwashed fruit.
After hesitating for a moment, she saw that the boy's eyes were too passionate, so she nodded her head, closed her eyes, and took the cherry in the other's hand into her mouth.
The moment the teeth bite into it, the flesh bursts and the juice fills the mouth, bringing with it a rich fruity aroma and an unignorable... sourness.
Almost sour people have toothache.
Song Zhiyu managed to maintain his facial expression for a moment, and he heard the boy next to him laughing uncontrollably.
“Hahahahahaha!”
In order to trick someone into eating sour fruit that would make your teeth fall out, you might even sell your mouth...
Song Zhiyu dragged Zhu Yanshi away, frowning and saying "Pooh, pooh, pooh" while looking at Zhu Yanshi as if he were a monster.
"you……"
"These small wild cherries are like that. They are usually quite sour."
Zhu Yanshi snapped his fingers, and the two of them continued walking along the street. The scorching sun above their heads baked their skin, making them feel a little stinging.
The weather was getting hotter and hotter, and the two of them had no interest in continuing to walk around. Zhu Yanshi bought some grilled gluten and starch sausages at a roadside stall. Before getting in the car, he squatted beside it and quickly finished the food in his hands.
The food is too cheap and not very hygienic. I’m afraid it will upset the precious stomach of a certain young master.
Zhu Yanshi was eating with gusto. Song Zhiyu opened the car door and turned on the air conditioner.
"Let's eat in the car, it's too hot outside..."
"This stuff smells great."
There were shiny stains of oil on Zhu Yanshi's lips, and he looked at the skewers he had bought too much in his excitement with some distress.
I just want to recall the taste of my childhood. At that time, my living conditions were not so good with my grandma, but my grandma was willing to buy skewers for Xiaoyan every time she came back, and the stall was surrounded by children.
At that time, I felt that the taste of that thing could make people fly.
Now when I think about it again, it’s just funny.
Song Zhiyu walked up to Zhu Yanshi, bent down, grabbed the boy's wrist, and half-forced him into the car.
"I don't mind the car wash fee."
"Just eat it...don't get a heat stroke..."
The man closed the car door, his tone unusually firm.
The air conditioning in the car instantly dispelled the dull and restless feeling. Zhu Yanshi didn't like to waste food. Even though he knew he was already quite full, he still tried hard to finish the skewers he bought.
The smell filled the car, and I could actually taste a hint of fragrance from the rich smoky smell.
Song Zhiyu stared at Zhu Yanshi's lips for a while, licked his lips subconsciously, and leaned over.
"Can I try it?"
Temptation.
The boy handed over a string of grilled gluten that he had never eaten before. The other party came over and took a bite of the half-eaten gluten in his hand.
He smiled with his eyes curved in a mean way.
"Hmm! It tastes really good..."
Zhu Yanshi: "..."
Is he sick? Why doesn't he eat the food but eats his own saliva?
The result of this cheap bite of barbecued skewers was that Song Zhiyu had to go to the toilet almost all day after driving back to the mountain village.
The food is so dirty that you will get sick after taking a bite.
Zhu Yanshi ate the most, but he acted as if nothing had happened, doing what he had to do. Seeing Song Zhiyu coming out of the bathroom half exhausted, he sighed and patted the other's shoulder.
"Your body is still not good enough..."
"Hurry up and take a rest."
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The two people who were sitting at the door sulking started to talk to each other in a sarcastic way.
"Oh, this is such a bummer..."
"If you're not feeling well, don't cause trouble to others!"
"The young master is difficult to please..."
Song Zhiyu looked coldly at the two people who came over, raised his hand and waved it as if to shoo away flies, full of disgust.
A few people disliked each other and would occasionally exchange a few words, making the scene chaotic.
Zhu Yanshi went into the room to pack his luggage, and set aside a small portion.
He planned to visit his grandmother later, give her something, and ask her if she wanted to live in a big city together...
It may be a little offensive, but Zhu Yanshi really wants to make up for his regret.
He had promised before that he would take his grandmother to live in a big city, but before he could do so, his grandmother left him first.
There was a knock on the door of the room. Fu Qian'an had just arrived. He had a low fever and might still be suffering from some acclimatization problems. He couldn't accept the huge temperature difference between day and night in the mountains.
I was delivering lotus roots in the middle of the night and caught a cold, so I got up late today.
When we arrived at the cabin, we could hear the sound of people quarreling from inside from a long distance away.
He greeted Song Zhiyu and knocked on the bedroom door.
"Come in."
The boy's voice floated out from inside the door, muffled.
Fu Qi'an pushed the door open and saw the young man squatting on the ground busy. He closed the door of the room and walked gently to the other person.
"Collecting things?"
"Let me help you."
Fu Qian'an was a man with sharp eyes. When he saw Zhu Yan with a pile of things piled up next to him that he had not had time to sort out, he kindly went over to help sort them out.
“How do you pack it in two boxes?”
"I'm going to take this box back with me, and I'm going to give the pile you collected to grandma tonight."
Zhu Yanshi forced a smile on his face.
Fu Qi'an was a delicate and sensitive person. He immediately judged the boy's depressed mood from the other party's forced smile.
"Are you unhappy?"
Zhu Yanshi paused in folding clothes. He looked up at the man who was helping him organize his things not far away.
The other party seemed to notice something, turned his head and their eyes met.
The wind blew in from the open window, ruffling the boy's hair on his forehead.
He remembered what the other party had said before.
"I'm willing to walk with you..."
The boy's heart beat faster and faster, and he suddenly made a decision and clenched his fingers.
"I feel very insecure... I'm afraid that everything I have now will be gone from me at any time..."
He couldn't possibly say that he was afraid his grandmother would suddenly leave him, because in the eyes of outsiders, it would be difficult for them to understand that he had met someone who had returned from the dead, and even more difficult to understand that he mistook a person he had never met for his own grandmother...
So I can only say such ambiguous words, and I don't have any hope that the other party can understand.
There was silence for a moment, the breathing sounds slowly overlapping, rising and falling.
"That's what growth is all about. Just do your best."
Fu Qian'an spoke, his face was actually a little pale, but he still moved closer and held Zhu Yanshi's hand with his slightly warm and hot hand.
“Instead of being afraid that others will leave, it is better to strengthen yourself. When your heart is strong enough, you may not be afraid of anyone leaving.”
"Because you don't care anymore, I want you to become strong."
Fu Qi'an stroked the back of Zhu Yanshi's hand gently with his thumb again and again as if to soothe him.
There was a sound of birds singing outside the window, chirping, as if they were suddenly singing.
The door of the room was pushed open, and the ambiguity and heartbeat were broken. Chen Shiyi had an expression like a vicious and jealous woman on his face, and he turned into Niu Kulu again.
"What are you doing...let go!!!"
Chen Shiyi rushed over and rudely pushed away Fu Qi'an's hand that was holding Zhu Yanshi.
I was furious.
“You…you guys!!”
He reached out and grabbed Zhu Yanshi's hand and took him to the backyard.
Zhu Yanshi felt a little helpless. He had thought that things would be quiet for a while, but before anything happened, these people exploded again.
The backyard was very quiet and few people came over. Zhu Yanshi felt helpless like a straight man.
Seeing that Chen Shiyi had his back to him with his head lowered, the dog's ears that usually swayed back and forth in the air also drooped.
There was a sense of depression all over his body.
Zhu Yanshi knew that the other party was possessive, but it was a bit too much, so he needed to intentionally guide him...
"Shiyi, I've told you before, I'm not straight, I like men, we're childhood friends, I know your possessiveness towards me is based on friendship..."
"Not a friend!"
Chen Shiyi suddenly roared.
He turned his head, his expression extremely lonely, his bright and clear puppy eyes were now filled with tears, and his eye sockets were red.
"Zhu Yanshi, are you stupid?"
"You still can't see what I mean to you?"
"Who the hell wants to be friends with you!"
The man's emotions were a little broken. He took a few steps forward, trying hard not to cry, and even silently said to himself in his heart that he was a big man.
Da Meng 1 shouldn't shed tears.
But she still couldn't control herself and hugged the dazed Zhu Yan tightly, her arms tightening continuously and her tears wet the collar on the side of the boy's neck.
The voice trembled.
"I like you...How long are you going to play dumb?"
As a result, the lips pressed against the side of the neck were shaking at a high frequency.
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