Yuan Wu put on the rings of the two in such a simple and rude way, and it took Lin Chengbu a long time to recover.
Then I noticed that the ring on my finger seemed a little tight.
Yuan Wu probably didn't measure his fingers, so he bought two with his own fingers
He squatted in front of the suitcase and was too embarrassed to ask. After all, Yuan Wu was surprised to think of buying a ring, so he couldn't disappoint.
"It's all ready." Yuan Wu also crouched down in front of him.
"Well," Lin Chengbu nodded, "Let's go now?"
"Wait a minute." Yuan Wu hesitated for a moment, grabbed his hand, and took off the ring he just put on.
"What!" Lin Chengbu shouted.
"Change it," Yuan Wu lowered his head and pulled the one from his hand, "I'm… loose, the two rings are not the same size."
"...You still put them all in the dumplings, aren't you?" Lin Chengbu was a little speechless, but he was very moved. He watched Yuan Wu put another ring on his hand, and then hurriedly grabbed it before Yuan Wu put it on himself. The ring was put on for him. "When did you measure it?"
"When you fall asleep," Yuan Wu said, "just take a rubber band and measure it."
"Oh." Lin Chengbu smiled, as if his heart was covered with fluff.
Yuan Wu's itinerary is as simple and rude as when he wears a ring. The place where they want to see the snow is a forest farm. Normally, after the plane arrives at the place, they can rest for half a day, and just take a car to go there the next morning.
But Yuan Wu thought it was troublesome, and he didn't want to spend the night on the way. Plus they were in their thirties when they set off, so he contacted a chartered car, and the driver picked them up at the airport and drove straight to the forest farm.
"Prodigal thing." Lin Chengbu sat on the plane and summed up after listening to him talk about the itinerary.
"Are you over thirty in the hotel?" Yuan Wu covered a blanket and closed his eyes.
"It's not enough to leave yesterday." Lin Chengbu said.
"I miscalculated the time when I booked the ticket." Yuan Wu still closed his eyes.
Lin Chengbu opened his mouth but didn't say a word. After thinking about it, he laughed again. He touched the ring on his finger and laughed for at least two minutes.
"So excited?" Yuan Wu turned his head and glanced at him.
"Well," Lin Chengbu also turned his head and looked at him face to face, "I really didn't expect that one day we would be able to travel like this."
"I didn't even think that," Yuan Wu thought for a while, "I've never traveled before. The farthest place I've been to is from my dad's place to my grandpa's house. It takes an hour by plane."
"It's alright," Lin Chengbu took his hand and held it under the blanket, "we can go out to play when there is a holiday in the future. We can go anywhere we want, it's up to you."
"Yeah." Yuan Wu squeezed his fingers.
"Hey, I haven't asked you yet," Lin Chengbu put his hand in front of him, "When did you buy this ring, I really didn't find it at all."
"When you were at work," Yuan Wu said, "you went out to buy things when you had nothing to do."
"It's like going out and buying a Chinese cabbage," Lin Chengbu said with a smile, and looked at the ring again, "Is there water ripples on it?"
"Shuibo," Yuan Wu frowned, "Infinity symbol, you haven't been to college and you haven't been to elementary school yet."
"... Whose elementary school learns the symbol of infinity!" Lin Chengbu tutted, "Isn't infinity a horizontal 8? It's not an 8 either."
"Abstract," Yuan Wu said, and when Lin Chengbu still wanted to speak, he added, "Shut up."
Lin Chengbu didn't speak any more.
Yuan Wu closed his eyes after confirming that he would not speak again: "I didn't sleep well yesterday, and I didn't get enough sleep today. I'll make up for the drowsiness, and I'll slap you if you talk again."
"Yeah." Lin Chengbu responded, tilting his head to look at Yuan Wu's profile.
Yuan Wu was really asleep, holding the blanket with his eyebrows twisted, his posture was quite arrogant, leaning against the window, one leg resting on Lin Chengbu's leg.
"What would you like to drink, sir?" The flight attendant came over to deliver drinks.
"Coke," Lin Chengbu hugged Yuan Wu's leg, "give him a cup of coffee."
After the flight attendant walked away, Lin Chengbu looked at the two cups on his desk and felt that he should have two cups of Coke, anyway, Yuan Wu didn't seem to be able to wake up now.
In the end he drank both glasses.
He didn't feel sleepy. He was so excited last night that he didn't sleep much all night, but he wasn't sleepy now, and he couldn't get over the feeling of being excited for three or five days.
He put his hand into Yuan Wu's trousers and touched it.
This guy is actually wearing a pair of thick long johns... Just when he was about to put his hand in the long johns and touch his legs, the stewardess came over to collect the cup.
Lin Chengbu quickly took out his hand from Yuan Wu's trousers and handed the cup to the flight attendant.
The flight attendant glanced at him and walked away with a smile.
Gee.
Yuan Wu's drowsiness was very solid. When the plane landed, Lin Cheng pushed him a few times before he opened his eyes and said impatiently, "I'll slap you."
"Sit down," Lin Chengbu pulled him up, "Here we are."
"Oh." Yuan Wu looked out the window.
"Have you made up for the drowsiness?" Lin Chengbu leaned into his ear and pretended to speak, and kissed him on the face.
"It's okay," Yuan Wu glanced at him, "I'm not sleepy anyway."
After getting off the plane, as soon as Yuan Wu's mobile phone was turned on, he received a call from the driver of the chartered car.
"Why is he more anxious than us." Lin Chengbu dragged his suitcase.
"His family belongs to the forest farm," Yuan Wu looked at the time, "I rush back to celebrate the New Year."
Lin Chengbu didn't say a word, dragging the box while walking happily.
Yuan Wu stared at him for a long time: "If you are sick, let's go to the hospital first."
"No," Lin Chengbu was still happy, "I'm just happy, I want to sing."
"Singing will beat you." Yuan Wu said.
As soon as he exited the airport lobby, Lao Beifeng rushed over with snowflakes.
"Fuck, it's snowing." Lin Chengbu quickly squeezed Yuan Wu's coat, which was quite thick.
"Is it cold?" Yuan Wu had already used all his hats, masks and scarves.
"It's okay, it's about the same as our usual nights." Lin Chengbu pulled on the scarf.
"Here." Yuan Wu handed him a mask.
Lin Chengbu glanced at it, there was no chicken on it, so he put it on. This mask brought Yuan Wu's warmth on him. He closed his eyes and inhaled, and he could smell the familiar breath.
The driver is an uncle, very enthusiastic and talkative. When he left the airport, he never stopped talking.
Yuan Wu always looked out the window silently, Lin Chengbu was in a good mood and kept chatting with his uncle.
"You are doing photography, right?" said the uncle.
"Yeah," Lin Chengbu replied without thinking. Anyway, he had been chatting with the uncle before, "Can you tell?"
"Yes," the uncle nodded, "your friend can see it very well."
Lin Chengbu smiled and looked at Yuan Wu, who pulled off his mask: "He's actually my assistant."
"Yes." Lin Chengbu nodded.
"Actually, you don't need to look to know that you two went to take pictures," the uncle said, "the big New Year's Eve ran there, either a young couple, or a family, two old men went together, just They're all photographers."
"Oh." Lin Cheng stepped up.
We are on our honeymoon!
The journey from the airport to the forest farm is not short, it takes four or five hours to drive, and there are no cars on the way except for the shuttle bus.
On one side is the somewhat lonely scenery, cold wind and snow, white world, and on the other side is the warm atmosphere in the car, Lin Chengbu, who has been laughing, and the uncle who never stopped talking.
Yuan Wu felt that this feeling was very strange.
When he was about to arrive at the place, Yuan Wu's cell phone rang again. It was the owner of the B&B that had booked the room before, asking what time he would arrive and whether to eat New Year's Eve with them or in the house.
"It's almost forty minutes," Yuan Wu repeated the words of the uncle to the boss, "You can prepare a meal, we can eat it in the house when we arrive."
"Okay," the boss said, "I have prepared wine for you, free of charge, as much as you want."
"Thank you." Yuan Wu smiled.
At five o'clock, the car drove to the forest farm. As soon as he entered the small village, Lin Chengbu was stunned. He took out his mobile phone and pressed it outside, regardless of his identity as a "photographer".
In fact, the thick snow on both sides and the branches wrapped like big cotton swabs made him feel very enjoyable when he came this way. On the wood stacks in the yard, and the wooden yard walls, there are piles of soft and thick cotton balls, which can still bring people a kind of surprise that has never been experienced before.
"It's so beautiful." Lin Chengbu whispered in Yuan Wu's ear.
"Well," Yuan Wu stared at a semi-circular snow dumpling on a wooden stake very close to the window, "It's like Lantern Festival, I'm hungry."
"It's here, this is the place," the uncle stopped the car and pointed to a road full of snow, "the car can't go in, or it will ruin the scene, you walk in from here, and it's on your left, good day."
"Thank you, uncle." Lin Chengbu said.
After getting out of the car, the air suddenly became icy cold, and Lin Chengbu jumped on the spot: "Fuck, one pair of long pants is not enough."
"I brought wool pants and cotton pants." Yuan Wu said.
"... What about me?" Lin Chengbu was stunned.
"You wear mine," Yuan Wu glanced at him, "You are so thin now."
"Yes," Lin Chengbu laughed and hugged his shoulder happily, "and we don't need to divide you and me, what's yours is mine, and what's mine is yours..."
"No no no," Yuan Wu waved his hand, "your clothes are still yours."
"Fuck," Lin Chengbu strangled his neck with a smile, "Why don't you choose a batch of clothes for me when you go back, according to your style, that's fine, what's yours is mine, and what's mine is yours ."
"Yeah." Yuan Wu pulled his mask.
Lin Chengbu didn't feel the snow, it would fall every year anyway, but when he stepped into the snow with no calf, he couldn't help shouting: "Cool!"
Yuan Wu squatted down, put his hand into the snowdrift with gloves on: "Hey—"
"Hey what?" Lin Chengbu came over immediately, imitating his example and sticking his hand into the snowdrift, "Hey... It's fun."
"Childish," Yuan Wu stood up, "Let's go, hurry up, I'm hungry."
It was already dark, and the village, which seemed to be almost buried by snow, reflected pieces of silver light. Every courtyard had red lanterns, and it seemed that it had left the familiar world.
The B&B that Yuan Wu picked was a good day. There were also two strings of lanterns hanging at the door, and there was snow on the large string of corn next to it. Lin Chengbu poked it with his finger: "Ah, it's quite loose."
"This is reserved for others on purpose," Yuan Wu pushed open the door, "Don't let anyone lose it."
"Oh." Lin Chengbu squeezed another handful of snow and rubbed it on his hands.
The boss has already delivered their New Year's Eve dinner to the room. There is a steaming hot pot on the stove. There are also many side dishes. The dishes and baskets are placed on a table. As soon as you enter the room, you will be greeted with warmth and the fragrance of vegetables.
"Your house faces the backyard and is quiet," the boss said. "I've cooked the kang for you. It's warm and there is hot water."
"Thank you," Lin Chengbu took off his coat and looked out the window, "Can you step on the snow in the backyard?"
"If you can step on it, step on it," the boss said. "If you want to see those who haven't been stepped on, you can go there tomorrow. There are a few yards reserved for taking pictures... You don't have to get up too early to take pictures of the sunrise. We have the sunrise here at eight o'clock. half later."
"Okay," Yuan Wu stood next to the pot, "I starved to death."
"Hurry up and eat," the boss smiled. "Just tell me what you want to add. There's more in the kitchen."
"Thank you." Lin Chengbu said.
The boss enthusiastically told them a lot of how to play and how much to take pictures, and then said "Happy New Year" and left.
"Hey," Yuan Wu pulled up his chair and sat beside the pot, "This boss is so enthusiastic, I want to push him out."
"Wait." Lin Chengbu held down his hand that was going to hold the chopsticks.
"What are you waiting for?" Yuan Wu looked at him, "Don't say you want to get out of the kang now, I don't get out, I want to eat."
"...Is this kind of person in your mind, uncle?" Lin Chengbu smiled.
"Otherwise, what kind of person do you think you are, sir," Yuan Wu reluctantly put his hand in his pocket, "Tell me, what are you doing?"
"Drink some soup slowly first," Lin Chengbu said, "I'm going out for a while, and I'll be back soon."
"What are you going to do?" Yuan Wu was stunned.
"I'm going to ask the boss something," Lin Chengbu brought him a bowl of soup, "wait for me, okay?"
"This tone," Yuan Wu touched his face, "why are you so pitiful."
"You," Lin Chengbu sat next to him, put his left hand on his knee, pointed at him with his right hand, pressing his throat, "wait for me here, let you wait, just wait."
Yuan Wu looked at him and said nothing. After a while, he picked up the bowl and took a sip of soup: "Mental retarded president."
"Wait," Lin Chengbu stood up with a smile, hugged him and kissed him, "I'll be back in ten minutes at most."
"Well," Yuan Wu nodded, "I'll start eating if I don't come back in ten minutes."
"It's definitely back," Lin Chengbu said, "wait for me."
"Okay." Yuan Wu took another sip of soup.
Lin Cheng strode out.
The cook probably prepared some surprise.
Yuan Wu picked up the big spoon, stirred it in the pot, the fragrance burst out, and his stomach screamed.
ten minutes
Yuan Wu felt that the surprise of a chef is probably to cook a dish.
But what dish can be made in ten minutes
Thinking of another delicious dish, Yuan Wu's stomach growled again.
He took out his mobile phone, adjusted a ten-minute countdown, put it on the table, and began to practice endurance against the timer and a pot of fragrant dishes.
When the timer went back to two minutes, Yuan Wu heard two knocks on the window facing the backyard.
He turned his head and saw Lin Chengbu's face in the middle of the opened curtains.
"Why?" he asked.
The windows are very thick, and what he said estimated that Lin Chengbu could only see the shape of his mouth.
"Come here." Lin Chengbu shouted and waved at him.
Yuan Wu hesitated for a while, then stood up and walked over. At this temperature, should the vegetables be placed in the backyard
Skin jelly
He walked to the window and looked out. There were also lanterns hanging in the backyard, but there were no lights. Except for the silver light reflected from the snow, he couldn't see anything.
Lin Chengbu took out an emergency light, knocked on the window again, and shouted, "Open the window!"
"No," Yuan Wu decisively refused, "I'm cold."
"Fuck, I'm cold!" Lin Chengbu knocked on the window again, "Open!"
Yuan Wu opened the window, and a gust of cold wind came in. He grabbed the jacket next to him and put it on: "Are you crazy?"
"Come on, take it," Lin Chengbu turned on the emergency light, "see what's on the ground."
Yuan Wu took the lamp and hit the light on the snow in the backyard.
Footprints, quite a lot.
In the middle of the footprints, there are some lines that seem to be drawn out by branches.
Yuan Wu looked carefully at the light of the emergency light and was stunned.
Is it a painting
… Heavenly Father
Of course not, Yuan Wu quickly saw it clearly.
Here are two profile faces, face to face... kissing.
Yuan Wu was a little surprised. This face was painted quite rough, but it looked simple, but the features were accurately grasped. He could see at a glance that it was Lin Chengbu and himself.
The one on the left is Lin Chengbu... There are no features, mainly on the right side, the hair hanging down on the forehead and the pigtail on the back of the head, this is himself.
"You drew it?" Yuan Wu asked.
"Well," Lin Chengbu nodded, "Look carefully!"
"Oh." Yuan Wu pulled his collar and used the light to take a detailed picture of the painting again.
LOVE.
Below the two faces are written four simple letters.
Yuan Wu's first reaction was that this person was really illiterate and couldn't even write I LOVE YOU.
The second reaction was that a burst of warmth spread rapidly from my heart to my whole body, and my nose suddenly became sore.
"Be careful." Lin Chengbu reminded again.
Yuan Wu took the lamp and slowly scanned the painting for the third time.
When the light swept through the eyes of the two, there was a thin light flashing.
Yuan Wu paused for a while, then turned back to take a picture.
There was light in both eyes, and it was very bright, completely different from the reflection of the snow, and he stared at it: "What's there?"
"Do you want to come out and have a look?" Lin Chengbu turned his head and asked with a smile.
Yuan Wu pushed open the two windows and jumped out directly from the windowsill.
When he walked in front of this painting, the light in his eyes was already very clear, and Yuan Wu could also see what it was.
He bent down and shone the light on the snow, with a slight trembling in his voice: "Ring?"
"Well," Lin Chengbu walked across from him, took out a ring from the snow, took his hand, and said with a smile, "I bought it too, I thought I'd give it to you later."
"Ah." Yuan Wu looked at him.
"I didn't choose the middle-aged and elderly models," Lin Chengbu looked at his fingers and put the ring on, side by side with the previous one, "You will definitely like it."
Yuan Wu retracted his hand, looked down at the ring in his hand, and said nothing.
"Do you like it?" Lin Chengbu asked softly.
"Yeah." Yuan Wu responded.
Lin Chengbu smiled and didn't speak. He looked at Yuan Wu. After waiting for a long time, Yuan Wu didn't move. He lowered his head and stared at the ring. He had to clear his throat: "Hey, uncle."
"Ah?" Yuan Wu looked up at him.
"Mine," Lin Chengbu pointed to the ground, "there."
"Oh." Yuan Wu picked up the ring from the snow.
He stretched out his hand in front of Yuan Wu: "I always thought you should be a very romantic person, how come you are so out of tune when it comes to a critical moment."
"Shut up." Yuan Wu said, took his hand and put the ring on his finger, which was also side by side with the previous one.
"I don't have much to say," Lin Chengbu said, "I thought I had a lot to say, but think about it, after chasing you for so long, I don't need to say anything, right?"
"Well," Yuan Wu grabbed his hand and stretched his own to the side, "I have 'a hundred little love words' in my mind."
"I love you," Lin Chengbu said, "I know you love me too."
Yuan Wu looked at him.
"Is it a little numb?" Lin Chengbu asked.
"Very good." Yuan Wu said.
"Well," Lin Chengbu smiled, feeling a little cold, he should be hungry, "Go back to the house for dinner?"
"Yeah." Yuan Wu responded, but didn't move.
"Taste the boss's wine..." Lin Chengbu twitched his hands and wanted to stand up, but Yuan Wu didn't let go, so he had to keep squatting, "What's wrong? Frozen?"
Yuan Wu pulled off his mask, smiled, lowered his head and kissed his finger lightly.
The author has something to say: Well, the text is here ⊙▽⊙, thank you for watching ⊙▽⊙.
Tomorrow will start to update the extra ^O^/.
Not much to say about the nauseous words, anyway, there is still another pit, I will write it carefully, you can come and have a look when you have time. Although there is an air conditioner, the author who has no food to eat said with some emotion.
The general situation of the next article, I will slowly say it on the scarf, and then I will give a preview of the copy first. By the way, I can't run anymore, Amen. After writing this sentence, the author, who was suddenly notified that he had a meal, said happily again.