After the age of three, Jin Linkun never came into contact with the creative work of origami again.
Extremely difficult. Especially Ms. Li is very demanding.
Yu Sheng came over to help him and took a napkin: "What is the requirement?" Jin Linkun had a headache: "It must be folded into a boat." Yu Sheng: "..."
Habits of thinking can indeed be cultivated. Just like a few years ago, Yu Sheng also thought that Ms. Li's request was actually distressing for her son, and she made a simple request for lowering the standard in disguise. It's just that because Jin Linkun's ability is really limited, he is still stuck above his level. But now Yu Sheng can realize that in the concept of the entire Jin family, this may indeed be a very severe and impossible task.
"This is the decomposition step, it's not really for you to draw lines on it." The study is covered with a plush carpet, so it won't get cold if you sit directly on it. Yu Sheng watched it cross-legged beside him for a long time, and couldn't help correcting: "There is a difference between the forward and reverse folds, and you should experience it carefully." Jin Linkun sighed with emotion: "I use it, it may not want to be understood by me."
Even if the brain feels that it has fully understood the entire process, the hand will still have its own innovative opinions after reaching a certain step. After the number of failures had accumulated enough, Jin Linkun seriously began to consider the possibility of getting a pair of scissors and finding something to eat by the way.
"Okay, bring it here." Yu Sheng took out the napkin, took out a snack box and stuffed it into it: "To lie to the kitchen master."
Having become accustomed to the setting that her boyfriend should have a four-dimensional space bag, Jin Linkun was a little surprised and took the box: "Actually, I don't need to, I'll just steal two pieces to eat, my parents won't find out..." Yu Sheng couldn't bear to tell him that Mr. Jin and Ms. Li even asked for a list of dim sum in pdf format. Read-only mode, the kind that does not allow modification.
The carton doesn't look big, and the shape is quite simple. I didn't expect it to be unexpectedly heavy in my hand. Jin Linkun hadn't been able to eat Yu Sheng's dim sum for a while, so he opened the carton and looked at it, only to find that it had everything in it. He also happened to hide double copies of his favorites.
Yu Sheng followed him through the steps several times, already remembered how to fold it, took a napkin and folded it a few times, ignoring the snowflake cake that was touching and messing with his lips: "I've eaten it, you eat it yourself. ." Jin Linkun took back the snowflake cake, bit half into it, and took a piece of paper and sat beside him.
Yu Sheng thought he had completely given up his love-hate relationship with napkins, raised his eyebrows, folded a boat and put it aside: "I haven't folded enough yet?" "Enough folded." Jin Linkun smiled, "You fold, I'll follow." Yu Sheng felt that he couldn't let him continue to waste napkins, and wanted to tell him to eat snacks by himself instead of making trouble, so he raised his head to meet Jin Linkun's eyes, and Meifeng also raised his eyebrows.
Jin Linkun was holding the one he had folded and was concentrating on research. He noticed the child's gaze, so he raised his gaze and rubbed Yu Sheng's hair: "What are you looking at?" Yu Sheng took the remaining half of the snowflake that he stuffed. Su: "You."
In fact, this person has always been very serious. From the first time I saw him, he had been persistent in breaking into his world, seriously opening his heart to him, letting him live in, and taking him home. If you don't know what to do, just follow along and learn, and there is never a time to get impatient.
He is obviously a particularly unreliable person, and he doesn't know what's going on. Sometimes he seems to be too reliable.
Yu Sheng raised the corners of his mouth and lowered his head to speak, when he saw the napkin in his hand that had been taken apart again: "..." Reliable ass.
Jin Linkun, who was blasted away, chewed his snacks, and then squatted on the side to watch the origami tutorial that his boyfriend could see from a distance but not close to him for a long time.
The soft tissue was in Yu Sheng's hands, and he didn't know how to become especially obedient. It turned into a small sailboat by gently and skillfully folding it between the boy's slender and clean fingers. Seeing that it is always easy to fold people, Yu Sheng sat cross-legged, and after a while, he folded out a row, neatly stacked beside him.
Jin Linkun felt that it was almost time to challenge himself: "Let me try it?" Yu Sheng ignored him, took precautions, and gathered all the small paper boats he had folded behind him. Jin Linkun: "..."
There was still a little time before the day it was used. Considering that the parties involved were really motivated to study, Yu Sheng gave him a few napkins. Jin Linkun rolled up his sleeves, followed the off-site instructions attentively, and folded down step by step.
"Here." Yu Sheng sat behind him, watching him tip over again, stretched out his arm: "Come across, press it." Jin Linkun held the napkin and watched the child's fingers fall between them, the palm of his hand Turning it over, he wrapped his boyfriend's hand in the palm of his hand.
Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows, and his eyes met the corner of Jin Linkun's lips that he couldn't help raising. Not wanting to take the opportunity to come over to take advantage of him like in the past, Jin Linkun held his hand for a while, relaxed his shoulders and leaned back on him.
Yu Sheng moved his arms and propped himself behind him, telling him to lean on him a little easier: "What's wrong?" Jin Linkun smiled and shook his head: "I just feel good."
It's good when two people try to run forward together, so it's also good to stop for a while after the first step and stay together quietly. They still have a long way to go, they have to see a lot of new scenery and meet a lot of new people. They'll always be together, and they'll keep running.
Yu Sheng felt that Jin Linkun's emotion was very comprehensive, and his chin rested on his shoulder: "So has my boyfriend who is going to run with me learn to fold napkins?" "..." Jin Linkun felt that their children should really be taught a lesson about their memory. .
Jin Linkun, who had decided to establish a good family rule, was very serious, and in one go, let Yu Sheng take him with his hand and fold it three times. "Okay, go and rest on the side." Finally figured out the whole procedure, Jin Linkun waved his hand confidently and slammed the person onto the large lazy sofa next to him: "Don't interfere."
Two people can work faster than one person, and they can go back and sleep well if they get it early. Yu Sheng held his arms and wanted to sit up to help, but Jin Linkun shoved a small dinosaur into his arms.
The little dinosaur was a gift from Mr. Jin. After watching the video of the four-handed bomb from the summer camp that came back from the smuggling camp, Mr. Jin always remembered that he wanted to give his two sons something special commemorative. Because I accidentally bought the wrong little crocodile, I returned it and exchanged it once in the middle.
Yu Sheng really liked this gift, but he was past the age when he needed to hold a toy to sleep well: "...why even bring this." "I thought you would go to bed first and ask it to motivate me." Jin Linkun also said There are other suggestions: "Can't hold it? You can borrow your arm, but if you fold one hand, it may affect the progress a little..."
Yu Sheng raised his hand to seal his mouth in time, and waited for Jin Linkun to raise the napkin in his hand before leaning back again. This person's chattering problem has grown from childhood to adulthood, and he really can't talk about it tonight. Yu Sheng didn't intend to give him a chance to play, so he closed his eyes and lay down on the lazy sofa to pretend to sleep. There are other skills to follow in acting, but Yu Sheng has no talent at all in pretending to be asleep. It's okay to breathe evenly with almost no errors, not even turning over, being deliberately leaning against the ear to breathe, and being able to endure not throwing him over his shoulders. Dedication is so professional that people can't help but pierce it out loud.
Jin Linkun fiddled with the things in front of him, couldn't hold back his smile, and raised his head lightly.
Their little ones probably didn't know until now just how distracting it seems to be. The lights fell, warm as if they had some extra soft temperature. The boy held the little dinosaur with its teeth and claws in his arms, his thin shoulders sunk into the sofa, and he closed his eyes earnestly, casting a small shadow on his eyelashes. The little dinosaur bulged and raised its head, so angry.
Probably because the process of pretending to be asleep is too boring, or it may be that the place where he pretends to sleep is by Jin Linkun's side every time, Yu Sheng will fall asleep unconsciously at the end eight times out of ten. When he noticed that there was an arm around him, Yu Sheng turned his body to the side, frowning and trying to open his eyes, but the hazy light that came through through his eyelids was completely blocked by his palm.
"Shh." Jin Linkun touched his ear, and his voice softened, "I'm here, sleep." Unless he really has no strength, Yu Sheng rarely accepts being hugged by him, this kind of half-sleep. When he was half-awake, it was a rare exception: "Are you all folded?" Jin Linkun couldn't hold back his smile, and kissed his forehead: "Fold, wait for me, sleep together—"
Without saying a word, Yu Sheng took out his hand from behind. The boy was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and the tip of his eyelashes swiped twice in his palm. He didn't need to open his eyes, he grabbed a little rabbit folded out of a napkin at some point, and stuffed it into his palm.
In London in winter, the twilight falls early, and the fog is thick and thin. The night outside the window was just right, and a few extra bright stars could be vaguely seen.
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On the day of the ring exchange, the weather was rarely too sunny.
The church is not big, and there are not many people, and all the people who come here are friends who are already familiar with it. Liang Yifan persisted for three days with reason and reason, and by the way came up with an article "On the Necessity of Best Man Groups in Different Cultural Forms by Comparing Chinese and Western Cultures", and finally fooled them into paying for their travel expenses, and excitedly dragged a group of good friends to London.
Yu Sheng thought it was just two people to get a certificate. He didn't care when he heard him say "some friends". When he arrived at the scene, he was even a little shocked: "Are you coming to travel in a group?"
Cen Rui calmly hid the travel map, raised his hand and swore, "Impossible, we are here to be the best man." "After all, both of you have to be the best man." Liang Yifan added, "The scale will inevitably be bigger." Xia Junhua heard that The person who gets the bouquet can get off the list within a year, and is more interested in this: "Brother Sheng, who is responsible for throwing the bouquet? Can you throw it more accurately?"
Kong Jiahe's degree of myopia seemed to be a little high again. He leaned on the brim of his hat and searched for a long time, and finally came around smoothly. He said congratulations and held his hand sincerely. Ding Zhengjiao was still a little embarrassed. While controlling the group of people not to get too excited, he was busy with Jin's father and Jin's mother: "good uncle, good aunt, good trouble, no need, no need..."
I still have time to play together in my freshman year, and I will be busier and busier after that. Everyone has their own things to do, and they all decide the future direction of development. Even in a school, there are only a handful of opportunities to be together. But as long as there is a chance to get together, it seems like nothing has changed.
"Old Duan is practicing flying, so he doesn't have time to come here." Liang Yifan went to No. 3 Middle School to watch the sports meeting and met a lot of friends who hit it off. He still keeps in touch with him now: "He asked me to bring you a special product, it is said that you and I The starting point of Kun's fate. It shouldn't be broken, I guess I can't buy it here... "
He covered his way all the way, it was said that it was Kun's weapon for teasing Brother Sheng at the beginning, and a group of people were so curious that they all followed. ... Cen Rui took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes and put them back on: "You bought a pancake for Brother Sheng from China?"
"It's not an ordinary pancake." Liang Yifan emphasized: "It's a cult pancake with crispy grilled sausage, fish, tofu and chicken chops." It is estimated that no one in London can make it.
Ding Zhengjiao couldn't figure it out: "Does this pancake have any additional meaning?" Liang Yifan didn't know it himself, so he shook his head: "It is said that Brother Sheng and Teacher Jin will understand... Brother Sheng, this is what Kun gave you back then. the pancakes?" Xia Junhua also came over to play with his imagination: "Is this the owner of the pancake stall who pretended to be unremarkable during a private visit back then, and gave the pancakes to Brother Sheng?"
"No, it's impossible for classmate Jin to spread pancakes." Kong Jiahe is more rational: "It may be the token of love that classmate Jin gave to classmate Yu. When you eat this pancake, I will come back to pick you up." The more guesses, the more outrageous, Ding Zhengjiao, as the one who raised the question, couldn't stand it any longer: "Is it so sick?"
"What are you talking about?" Jin Linkun was pulled over to help, and he was finally spared. He just heard the last sentence and couldn't help but wonder, "Who is sick?" Yu Sheng rubbed his forehead and took over the cold pancakes. Holding back a laugh: "You." "..."
Suddenly caught by a blind sniper, Jin Linkun looked at a group of people who quickly hid in the crowd to save their lives, took the pancake and looked at it, feeling a little emotional: "I was thinking of returning your favor."
After all, Yu Sheng, an innocent onlooker at the time, almost got involved in a street fight, and the buns in his hands were scared off. Jin Linkun, who followed him all the way, happened to have two half bags of pancakes in his hand.
In fact, Yu Sheng has always had some doubts about this matter, and it happened to be recalled by the real thing: "When did you put the pancakes in my pocket?" "After going over the wall, the director of your education department just came out." Jin Linkun touched the tip of his nose , coughed lightly, "The two of us hid behind the tree...it was easy." Yu Sheng recalled his position at the time: "You also took away my apples?" Jin Linkun: "..."
When he came back from the youth training camp, he wanted to take an exam to pass the time. Then I just heard someone say that they want to settle accounts with that little tiger tooth. Jin Linkun has always been very impressed with this friend who once met by chance and acted righteously. After reciprocally stuffing the pancakes to the innocent onlookers who didn't have breakfast, he decided to quietly take an apple as this round-about friendship and friendship. Memorial of fate.
Yu Sheng recalled it carefully for a while, but he really didn't remember seeing anything that might have something to do with apples in his or Jin's house: "What happened later?" Jin Linkun said honestly, "I found out that half of the pancakes really didn't get enough." Yu Sheng: "…"
Back then, both of them were on guard, and neither of them had something to say in their hearts. Fortunately, there was a little crowmouth wishing him the second place in the exam, and he also cursed himself into the summer camp by the way.
Yu Sheng felt that he couldn't listen anymore: "...You were still on guard at that time?" "After all, there is still a shadow." Jin Linkun was sincere, "I want to trust you, I want to play with you, but I don't dare to go too far. Near... what happened?"
"It's okay." Yu Sheng briefly recalled how this person was familiar with him, rubbed his forehead, and for the first time did not show sympathy for his experience: "Fortunately, you still had a little shadow at the time." Otherwise, he escaped over the wall at that time. Summer camp, you must go home to play games decisively, and you can't go back if you die.
Everything has been completely turned over, and it has become a very interesting thing to rummage through the memories. Jin Linkun secretly reminisced about a past event, and was in a good mood. Rubbing her boyfriend's head, he instructed Yu Sheng to remember to eat something in advance to avoid stomach pain, and then went back around to continue working. Although the cold pancakes are very memorable, considering that they had been flying with the flight for a long time, they were put away by Jin Linkun, ready to be used as a souvenir of friendship and fate.
In all fairness, to a certain extent, Yu Sheng still has the worry of seeing a pancake with glue or wax seal as soon as he gets home.
The church was getting more and more lively, Yu Sheng didn't intend to keep Jin Linkun busy all the time, and was about to go over to help and check, but the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated twice. Yu Sheng pressed the screen to light up and was stunned.
Lao He was wearing an extraordinarily sophisticated suit, and was led over by Liang Yifan, who volunteered to help welcome guests at the door. His eyes fell on Sheng and he smiled at him.
Students' weddings, as long as the teachers have the time and conditions, of course they can come. In particular, Lao He still has a heavy responsibility on his shoulders. He must keep an eye on the bastard in the school next door, and not allow the little bastard of his own school to be taken advantage of. The director of the education department also specially gave Yu Sheng a set of confiscated tutorials. He didn't know what he was doing, and Lao He didn't dare to ask.
Yu Sheng put down the phone and greeted the gentle smile in Lao He's eyes, but his eyes were still hot without warning.
He once made a big circle and returned to the original road. On the road, I fell and fell, and I also walked through a fork in the road, and encountered a storm that smashed people out of breath. There were also people who worked hard to protect him, grabbed his collar involuntarily, and dragged him under the umbrella, stubbornly believing that he must be a good boy no matter what.
He seemed to have no reason not to run.
Lao He's unexpected appearance made a small change in the wedding process. "I'm here to prepare our father to give you to me." Jin Linkun also felt that this setting was actually a bit like robbing a child bride, but the conditions were limited, and he couldn't find a better solution than this plan, so he could only set it as follows: "Would Teacher He be willing to help with this?" Lao He has already attended many students' weddings, and this is the first time he has accepted such an important task. He was a little surprised: "Do you need a perm?"
... The fireworks on Lao He's chest added an identity, and he guarded Yu Sheng's family area dignifiedly.
The wedding planning is usually called Yu Sheng, but it is a little uneasy. The venue is well arranged. The cake has been prepared long ago, and it is placed on a cart with a white tablecloth. The lawn has been renovated. Under the tree is an area for guests and family members to rest and sit. Someone brought a cup of coffee.
"It's the neighbor's help." Mr. Jin just chatted with Lao He and explained to Yu Sheng, "Don't worry, we have rehearsed together several times, and their team is said to be very experienced..."
Yu Sheng has yet to meet the neighbor's family that sounds very almighty. He was led by Jin Linkun to look for it in the crowd. Cen Rui, who was next to him, became excited: "Zhong Yao, is that Zhong Yao? I especially like to see him. Movies!" Yu Sheng doesn't watch TV often, and he only knows a few movies: "Who?"
A well-known domestic actor, literary and artistic films won awards and commercial films, and he has been in the circle for more than 20 years in his early thirties. He is a well-known young generation of old artists in the circle. "He has a boyfriend. The agent who entered the circle for him is called Lin Zhu, and his real identity is the president of their Qingyang Entertainment." Xia Junhua is also their fan, and has followed this story and learned it in great detail: " Now they don’t make movies very often, they only have one movie every two or three years, and the rest of the time is doing charity work, going to the orphanage, Hope Elementary School or something.”
The qualifications sound very powerful, but the parties are actually much easier to get along with than rumors. Zhong Yao was excitedly surrounded by several fans who captured idols, shook hands one by one and signed autographs in a good-natured way. "Hands up." The handsome and gentle president of Qingyang pushed the flat mirror on the bridge of his nose and stretched out his hand, "Mr. Zhong has not been on the hot search recently. Our team has nothing to do recently, so I just came to help."
Zhong Yao's team is very experienced, all procedures are good, and there are people in charge everywhere, and the whole church is in good order. The young president was very fond of these two young people. He briefly chatted about volunteers and volunteers, left a phone call, and raised his glass to wish them good luck for the rest of their lives.
Jin Linkun thanked him politely, picked up his wine glass and prepared to respond, but was confiscated by his boyfriend before he touched his lips. Whether as a guest or a host, it is always inappropriate to spray others with alcohol. Yu Sheng took the wine and was about to apologize to Lin Zhu, who was facing him. Zhong Yao, who had signed his signature, just came back and confiscated the half glass of wine in the hands of President Qingyang.
… The people on both sides of the toast suddenly changed. Cen Rui, who had just gotten the autograph, clutched his hat and was reluctant to put it down. He tiptoed to look over here: "Brother Sheng, what are they doing?" "I don't know." Ding Zhengjiao groaned and pushed Pushing his glasses, "Maybe it's some kind of special etiquette..."
Zhong Yao held the wine glass with a smile in his eyes, put one hand on Lin Zhu's back, and whispered a few words to him. President Qingyang, who was calm and gentle just now, quickly turned red, coughed twice, and hid half-baked behind Emperor Zhongying.
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The ceremony was officially held when the sun had just passed the spire. The lively conversation was mixed with music, and the afternoon sun fell a little lazily, penetrating the branches and cutting into soft light and shadows.
Yu Sheng listened to it for a while, and felt that the music was a little too familiar.
"Normal." Jin Linkun smiled and explained to her boyfriend, "The current pipe organ is not driven by a bellows, and a new electronic program has been designed. If I play it here, it can be recorded and automatically controlled to play it as many times as I want. ." Yu Sheng still remembered that the person had gone to the church for the first few days: "Why does the band still have a pipe organist?" Jin Linkun thought very comprehensively: "The church has been around for a long time, if there are no people sitting on the bandstand, it is easy to be caught Suspected haunted."
Very thoughtful.
Yu Sheng clenched his hand hanging by his side, and when he saw Lao He approaching, he felt a little nervous. Mingming was already together, and they couldn't be more familiar with each other.
"It doesn't matter, it's just to take you to the tree." Jin Linkun was very disruptive, and he pulled Yu Sheng to the opposite side of the arch to signal: "It's a few steps away, I'll be back as soon as I lift my leg." One sentence, I don't know why, but when I heard the word "come back", my heart was still burning unconsciously.
Lao He smiled and waited patiently for him. In the guest family and friends area, Mr. Jin and Ms. Li sat in the first row and waved to them with a smile. Movie Emperor Zhong and his own president were also sitting on the side, and they didn't know what they said at that time. The young and promising President Xiao Lin is still a little red, and one hand was honestly held by the actor in the palm of his hand.
A group of good friends at the summer camp were very active. Some people waved their arms and some held up light signs. Cen Rui didn't know where to get a drone, and he was wandering around to find a suitable aerial photography angle. Jin Linkun still had some lingering lingering fears: "They came to hang a big red banner of 'Hundred Years of Harmony' on the drone. I don't think you would like it..."
Yu Sheng: "..." The evaluation is somewhat biased. In various senses, Jin Linkun is probably the most respectful atmosphere in this group of people.
After a while, the rings were to be exchanged, so Jin Linkun touched his pocket twice, pulled out a dark blue velvet box, and stuffed it into Yu Sheng's hand: "I'll open it later."
On the matter of choosing a ring, the Jin family's guiding ideology is very consistent, and they are all determined to give the children a surprise. But apart from this guiding ideology, there are very stark differences in the rest.
Yu Sheng didn't know who won the tug-of-war in the end, so he took the box that felt surprisingly good: "What shape?" Yes, you can use it twice when you are too thirsty…”
You can't be serious with this person. Yu Sheng wasn't going to let him climb up, so he simply believed whatever he said and nodded: "It's good."
His tone was so serious that Jin Linkun, who was planning what to do next, was stunned for a moment: "Ah?" Yu Sheng shook the box: "I need this, I have to have another bottle." Jin Linkun: "..." It may not be too late to go for a Coke now.
Yu Sheng raised his head, looked at the person in front of him, and couldn't help raising the corner of his mouth. Jin Linkun opened his mouth, his eyes fell on him, and he couldn't remember what he was going to say next.
The sunlight swept across the spire, and through the veins of the leaves, fell into the eyes of their children. The smile from the bottom of Zhan's black pupils was soaked in the sun, and it was so warm that it could fall into the bottom of my heart all the way.
Lao He received his father's signal, patted Yu Sheng's shoulder, and extended his hand to him with a smile: "Let's go, you can come back as soon as you lift your legs."
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The distance that you can come back when you lift your leg is shorter than you think. Yu Sheng was led by Lao He, walked in front of Jin Linkun, and put the arm of his own school brat into the arm of the next school brat.
Priest asks about vows, exchanges rings.
Judging from the shape of the ring, Jin Linkun did not know what price he paid this time, but he successfully defeated Mr. Jin and Ms. Li, who had relatively more distinctive aesthetics. Made of white gold, with a clean frosted ring, a few very inconspicuous dark blue diamonds are embedded on one side. Inside are the initials of two people.
"Xingchen." Jin Linkun touched the child's hair and smiled: "Since childhood, I have been alone."
Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows and met the soft to deep smile in Jin Linkun's eyes.
I have been alone since childhood. Take care of the stars of all ages.
This is a little poem that is not too famous. The poet is called Bai Helin. Yu Sheng copied it once, and used it as a bookmark. When he turned the book, he didn't know where he got it. I didn't expect this person to be able to remember. … Not only did he remember it, he even made up an allusion about the ring for him.
"That's right." Jin Linkun put the ring on him and lowered his voice: "I want to choose if this star is not last night, and who is the wind and the night. But this mood is too different..." Yu Sheng couldn't hold back, He smiled and said, "It's good."
Jin Linkun was a little unsure: "Is it really good this time?" "It was really good last time." Yu Sheng reached out to him, "Boyfriend, how about another bottle of mine?" "..."
This is an unexplored topic. Fortunately, Yu Sheng's obsession with the can pull ring was not that deep. After asking a question, he took Jin Linkun's ring and pulled his boyfriend's arm.
Yu Sheng put the ring on his ring finger for him and walked out for a while unconsciously. Until the other hand wrapped around his neck, warmth and warmth followed the familiar force, pulling him back to reality.
Jin Linkun held his hand and rubbed the back of the child's neck twice: "Wish me?" With his parents behind him and no one to take care of, Yu Sheng hasn't had a chance to say anything for a long time. .
During the summer camp, Jin Linkun once teased Yu Sheng to wish him a good grade in the college entrance examination. The boy stretched his shoulders and refused to say how funny he was. Finally, he pulled his hand over and wrote stroke by stroke on his palm. - I'm crow mouth, don't implicate you.
At that time, he thought it should be just a coincidence, and later found out that their children might have some secret unnatural causal power. It's so secret that even Duan Lei from Class 7 and the others are fighting to support the scene.
But Jin Linkun felt that this might be a cultural difference. Just like in England, crows are not only not a symbol of bad luck, they are even the treasures of the Tower of London, the kind that will make England invaded if there are less than six.
Finding a little crow's mouth to fall in love is obviously a good thing.
The corners of Yu Sheng's mouth couldn't help but lift up, he pulled the person over with his clothes, raised his head and touched his lips: "Brother." Jin Linkun lowered his head and raised his eyebrows slightly.
"You can only live a little better than me." The two people's fingers crossed, and the rings were just on top of each other. Yu Sheng raised his eyes: "Just a little."
The sun today is exceptionally good, Yu Sheng clenched that hand tightly, and his eyes fell into Jin Linkun's smiling eyes.
Just a little. Probably only as much as one leg lift.