Valentine's Day has always felt nothing for Jiang Cheng. I finally felt it this year, but I didn't care about it anymore.
However, he didn't pay much attention to the form. He was reviewing and endorsing the questions, and his eyes were full of review materials for various subjects. However, after Guangli, his boyfriend was leaning on the bed and playing with his mobile phone.
Valentine's Day is still a few minutes away.
It was snowing outside the window, and I could hear the sharp whistling sound of the old north wind blowing against the window. It was cold.
But the room was very quiet, there was heating, there was supper, there was his low endorsement, the swish of the pen across the paper, and Gu Fei, who made people feel peaceful at a glance.
Compared with all kinds of gifts and forms, he wants this kind of real situation more.
Left shoulder college entrance examination, right shoulder love.
Oh yo yo.
Hello everyone, here is the first season of live broadcast in the brain of contestant Jiang Cheng. Recently, contestant Jiang Cheng has been fully engaged in the warm-up phase of the college entrance examination competition. x guidance, judging from your experience, what is his current state
This player has strong personal abilities, strong self-control, and emotional stability during the game. For many players, this game is only once in a lifetime. If he can put his full effort in, I believe he will achieve very good results.
Do you think he is fully committed now
Obviously not yet, there is still something in Yu Guangli... Hey, isn't this the champion of the last live broadcast of the steel mill brain disability contest
The mobile phone on the corner of the table rang, and Jiang Cheng heard it, but it felt like he hadn't heard it. Then the mobile phone rang again.
The phone rang twice.
This is Jiang Cheng’s only judgment on this movement in the review state. As for why the phone rang, whether it was a text message or a WeChat message or a news feed, what content would it be? Do you want to take a look... All these follow-up thoughts are gone.
But after the two beeps, Gu Fei gave a light tusk, but he immediately recovered.
"Huh?" He looked at Gu Fei.
"Who did the other post?" Gu Fei said.
"Another one?" Jiang Cheng didn't understand what it meant, and reached for his mobile phone.
Two messages.
The first one is Pan Zhi's.
-Happy Valentine's Day! I am definitely the first one to automatically send the precise stepping points, and kill all those who still have affectionate money brewing!
The second one was sent by Gu Fei.
-Look at me.
Jiang Cheng was stunned, raised his eyes and looked at Gu Fei's side.
"I am here whether there is Valentine's Day or not," Gu Fei said, "Happy Valentine's Day, boyfriend."
"Happy Valentine's Day," Jiang Cheng laughed, "boyfriend."
"Who sent the other one?" Gu Fei pointed to the phone, "Is it in front of me?"
"Ah, yes," Jiang Cheng reacted abruptly. He was so happy that he handed the phone to him, "Pan Zhi."
"Fuck me," Gu Fei smiled when he saw it, and grabbed his mobile phone and returned a voice to Pan Zhi, "Pan Zhi, are you too idle?"
"You found all of this," Pan Zhi's voice quickly returned, "Happy Valentine's Day, good night! You two hurry up and go."
"He actually sent it at a fixed time?" Gu Fei tittered several times, "That's too cheap for this person."
"Idle," Jiang Cheng squeezed a piece of dried beef while happily. The bag bought in the supermarket had bottomed out within two days after eating it. Every time he squeezed out a piece, he followed a mother. Nibbled like a cannon, and I couldn’t bear to bite. “You don’t know how many messy things this person has put in his phone. At most three months, he can’t run and restore the factory settings. You can change your phone."
"Is it all right?" Gu Fei looked at him, "There is still a bag, as for."
"There is another pack?" Jiang Cheng was stunned. "Didn't you just buy one pack that day?"
"Two bags," Gu Fei sighed, "I thought you were so capable, and you will still lose your memory after reviewing."
Jiang Cheng chewed the piece of beef in his hand: "Hey—comfortable! It's cool! You said it earlier! I ate like melon seeds this night, and I have to chew together 80 mouthfuls."
"I just realized that you are reluctant to eat," Gu Fei stood up, took the bag and looked at it, and stuffed it into his hand, "Take it and go."
"Where to go?" Jiang Cheng looked out the window, but couldn't see how big the snow was.
"Let's set off fireworks," Gu Fei walked to the window and looked at it, "Snow is a little bit smaller, go? I mainly think, let's set it off during the day, there are people everywhere, and at night, there will be more people. NS."
"Go, activities go, waves go," Jiang Cheng stood up, staring at the book, and stretched out after reading the last paragraph. "An important symbol of Chinese traditional culture is traditional architecture, also known as The art of solidification, the sign of human beings entering the civilized era is the invention of words... The difference is that Chinese characters are an important symbol of Chinese civilization, and Chinese characters and historical books are testimonies of the long history of Chinese culture... ”
Before the two went out, they wrapped themselves up tightly. In the middle of the night, they went out to set off fireworks under the old north wind and snow, and the whole steel factory probably couldn't find the second pair.
Fortunately, Gu Fei has a magic weapon.
When Jiang Cheng got into the cornmeal buns wrapped in snow and wind, he felt very happy: "Let's drive, my wife."
"I'm driving," Gu Fei closed the door and started the car. "Sit firmly, my wife."
"Hurry up!" Jiang Cheng patted him on the back.
Xiao Mantou drove out.
There is no human hair on the street. You can only see the snowflakes flying in the light of the street lamp. Jiang Cheng likes to see the snowflakes and can see the tracks of the wind.
Wind is a very magical thing, it has no shape, no color, no taste.
But you can see it, in the fallen leaves, in the snow, in the whirling firecracker crumbs on the ground, the smell of yellow withered grass, the refreshing white smell, the smell of red gunpowder...
Although there was no one on the street anymore, Gu Fei drove Xiao Mantou to the riverside. Last time they had a fight here and they never came back.
There is no water in the river, from the shore to the riverbed, it is all white.
"If you come in the daytime, there must be people here," Gu Fei got out of the car. "The most romantic place in the steel factory is this river. Forcibly there is water, grass and trees."
"The two of us are forced to be romantic." Jiang Yan pulled up his scarf and followed Gu Fei up the river.
There is only a dirt and stone road along the riverside, covered by snow, and every step on it feels like you can slip straight to the bottom.
After Gu Fei flew out his hand, Jiang Cheng stopped, "Are you afraid that I will not be able to stand still and shovel you into the river?"
"No, somehow the school basket," Gu Fei glanced back at him, "I just want to pull your hand, your hand is quite warm..." (End of this chapter)