Located in the southern outskirts of the capital city, among the highest universities in the dormitory area for faculty and staff, there is something unique in a slightly special two-story rental house.
The balcony door was open, and the windows of the stair corridor were also open. In the rented house, which was in a completely unobstructed state, with a pure white floor and a small carpeted table, a 'Slime' was pressed down with its limp face. The gluttony doll, which was colored black and red and looked creepy and terrifying, made a drawn-out sound like a disabled person.
"Ahhh..hot...dead...."
At the beginning of September, the capital is now sunny and cloudless.
The air is too hot, and the cicadas are buzzing, making every breeze a salvation, and every shadow a holy place.
The air temperature in Beijing is 35°C.
'Being a Slime Ran' let out a dry and hoarse voice with his eyes glazed over, as if being raped by life and then being dried on the road.
"Why... so... so hot."
"So, bro, why don't you fucking make a fuss and wrap yourself up in a quilt at the same time, I look so hot..."
Meng Lang had already pulled off the carpet on his side, sat directly on the floor, put his hands on the ground, and was wearing only a pair of beach pants. He raised his head, and without the strength to shout angrily, he rolled his eyes and said while panting, feeling behind him There seems to be no difference between the balcony door open and not open.
"No, after all, it feels dangerous to wear only a pair of underwear in front of you, brother."
Fang·Approaching the Vacuum·ran silently looked at Meng Lang, who was shirtless and muscular, exuding a philosophical atmosphere, and replied, and then wrapped himself in the quilt.
On the other hand, unlike these two guys who are so hot, "Don't care about you, anyway, everyone is a man, I'm so hot." Even in this high temperature, Gou Yu is still neatly dressed and stiff. If anything, he changed into a half-sleeved shirt with a thin fabric that could attract a lot of little girls to go crazy.
"After all, the capital is not as far north as Los Angeles. In addition, the population of the capital is among the top in China, and a large number of urban diseases such as vehicle exhaust emissions aggravate the city's heat island effect. It is only natural that it will be so hot."
Gou Yu also sighed a little unbearably, grabbed his collar and flapped his mouth, but Fangran finally couldn't stand it, and slapped the table with fried hair that didn't understand at all!
"So it's already the beginning of September, why the hell is it still so hot! And my daily 35 degrees! The hottest time in Los Angeles is just over 30 degrees!"
"So... this is the capital...."
On the small table at the moment, in front of the three of them is a wet towel that is used to wipe sweat and is almost dry, replacing the treasure of the town house, Xuanmai Citrus. Gou Yu looked at the mysterious attire of underwear and a sheet Fangran, who might have been delirious from the heat, asked with a wry smile:
"By the way, captain, haven't you been in the capital all the time during the summer vacation? Don't you know when the hottest time in the capital is approaching 40°C in August?"
Listening to his question, Fangran's eyes were filled with tears, and he forced a smile with his eyes fixed and emotionless, and he spoke as if he had given up on himself.
"I have been doing special training in the night bureau during the summer vacation. Counting the last day of last month, I was only released four times a month."
And every time the memory is released is bad... .
After being liberated from the night bureau and returning to daily life (although the place was slightly changed), Fangran never imagined that he would feel the huge gap between his ordinary life and the night bureau life so quickly.
It's like a subtle feeling like Cinderella returning from the resplendent castle to the house under the fence,
The detonation of this feeling made Fangran realize how high-end and luxurious the night scene he lived in for a summer vacation was. The reason why it was so awesome was that he found that in his daily life... .
-No air conditioning.
"Then it's no wonder you haven't experienced the high temperature characteristics that you northerners can't experience. How about it, is it a bit uncomfortable to go back to your ordinary hut from the well-equipped and high-level living environment in the night bureau? Didn't you miss the comfortable treatment as a participant?"
Even in this situation, even though he was only wearing a pair of purple beach shorts, Meng Lang still did not forget his lurking mission, and forced a mocking tone, trying to wake up Fangran like a devil to get rid of the easy-to-satisfy mentality of a salted fish, and to fool him ..cough to seduce..cough!
In short, to long for higher-level things, let this salted fish have a little dream and a little pursuit.
While listening to his words, I silently recalled for a second my memories of this summer vacation about thirteen hours a day, feces-flavored nutritious meals, broken bones and hands, and other key words... ..
emmm...
Fangran suddenly regained his spirit of speaking righteously, wrapped his sheets tightly, and pursed his lips resolutely, saying:
"I suddenly feel that it's good to be warmer, at least I won't catch a cold."
Gou Yu: "..."
Meng Lang: "..."
....Before I always wanted to ask, what did the captain/brother go through this summer vacation... ..
Even if you don’t have an air conditioner, you don’t want to go back to the night scene under the high temperature of 35 degrees.
"Speaking of which, I clearly felt a bit chilly on the last night of last month, why did it suddenly heat up today?"
Throwing his face on Gluttony's head again, Fangran, who looked limp together with the squished doll, said without love.
"Nonsense! That night you were on the side of the Dongjiang River. It's cool at night next to the river, but I'm sorry, we are now in the southern suburbs... the southern suburbs with the largest population and the largest number of blocks..."
As a local, Meng Lang rolled his eyes and explained to him.
"Speaking of which, Captain, you have started school, don't you need to go to class?"
Really didn't want to talk about the temperature, a topic that would only get hotter and hotter, Gou Yu looked at Fangran who had 'I'm already a useless person' written on his face and asked, while sighing inwardly.
That may be my illusion, but this time back,
I always feel that the captain seems to be more salty... ..
"Every semester in college, there are no classes in the first week, little one, you will understand this when you go to college."
At the mention of Capital University, two blushes appeared on Fangran's soft, melting face, and he said with a smirk.
"Oh, but brother, you can't wait for the first class, don't think I don't know that you woke up laughing again last night."
Meng Lang pulled a piece of cardboard out of nowhere and fanned himself in front of the fan, exposing it coldly.
"Nonsense, brother, I was obviously woken up by the heat last night."
Fangran poker-faced and solemnly began to argue.
Hearing that the topic came back to the word 'hot', Gou Yu sighed helplessly, and then heard Meng Lang roll his eyes and give up resistance.
"Ah! It can't be done, it's too hot, girl, this is the first time in my life that I know that without air conditioning, 35 degrees can be as hot as this!"
Throwing away the useless cardboard, Meng Lang leaned against the water dispenser with a wet towel on his face, feeling like a baked pancake for himself who was about to die.
"Ah, is there nothing to cool off!?"
"Brother, tell me frankly, do you now regret what you said when disposing of useless furniture, 'this little fan is so broken, throw it away'?"
Fangran looked at him with a pair of dead fish eyes, and Meng Lang, who was covered with a wet towel, turned his face away from him.
"Put a metal object such as iron on the hottest place, and it will feel much cooler."
Gou Yu thought that an intern once came to his laboratory, as if he had done this before.
"I understand, I understand, it's like the feeling of sticking an iron ruler to your forehead in summer class..."
Meng Lang still gave up struggling and covered his face with a wet towel, and said in a lifeless voice.
"Why do you all seem to have a life, and there is no such thing in our current house..."
Just when Fangran was about to complain speechlessly that there was no such thing as an iron grid in the room, his words suddenly stopped, and he uncontrollably glanced at his bedside table... .
The charging treasure standing there quietly.
Fangran: "..."
(?～?) emmm...
... (;￣д￣) Forget it, I always feel that my life will be in danger...
And Gou Yu looked at the direction of Fangran's gaze speechlessly, sweating silently.
Captain, did you have any dangerous thoughts just now