If the reminder fails, you will be teased

Luo Wangshu held Qiao Wei's mobile phone in his hand, and wanted to call Li Shengnan who was still hunting chickens and rabbits in the back mountain, and asked how long it would take for them to come down from the mountain.

As soon as the screen was turned on, Luo Wangshu couldn't help but stared at the picture on the lock screen.

As soon as Qiao Wei heard a soft "Huh?" from the person beside her, her breathing stopped for a second, and her heart also became active in her chest dishonesty.

He suppressed the urge to turn his head to look at him, with a calm and indifferent posture, his eyes calmly aimed at the white goose stretching its neck and calling loudly outside the window, waiting for Luo Wangshu's next question.

Qiao Wei waited for ten seconds, another ten seconds, and another ten seconds, until he was about to have a heart attack, but the little white rabbit sitting beside him still didn't say a word

Qiao Wei breathed lightly, held back for a long time and couldn't hold back a glance, and found that Luo Wangshu's face was not the same as usual, he had already dialed a number, and moved the phone to his ear.

For the first time in Qiao Wei's life, he felt the feeling of being bullied. He thought that maybe Luo Wangshu used a knife in his mind to figure out where it would be better to see the blood first.

He simply moved to the left, leaned his back against the car door on the other side, and looked straight at Luo Wangshu who was making a phone call with his eyelashes hanging down. His eyes were bright with unknown meaning, and he was a little nervous and expectant.

"When are you coming back?" After the call was connected, Luo Wangshu directly threw out such a sentence without revealing who he was.

The other party's light-colored and moist lips opened and closed, reflected by the light through the car window, glowing with a healthy watery luster, making people imagine its softness and smoothness just by looking at it.

Friends who can directly remember the mobile phone number are definitely not ordinary friends with ordinary relationships. Li Shengnan easily confirmed Luo Wangshu's identity through the voice on the phone.

Luo Wangshu didn't have the nerve to tell him what happened here, so he only asked him to tell the people in the farmhouse that there was something wrong with the facilities here, and he took out one person to come back quickly.

After hanging up the phone, Luo Wangshu realized that Qiao Wei was sitting on the other side of the seat and staring at him.

The hand that was about to hand back the phone paused in mid-air, and stretched it out in front of Qiao Wei: "Thank you."

Qiao Wei was stunned for a moment.

He frowned slightly, glanced at his mobile phone, but didn't pick it up immediately, and looked into Luo Wangshu's eyes again: "...you don't have anything you want to ask me?"

"Ask you what?" Luo Wangshu blinked in confusion, threw the phone into his arms, and leaned against the car door like Qiao Wei. "Why did you come to the farmhouse?"

Qiao Wei: "..."

wrong.

Qiao Wei squinted her eyes, not letting go of Luo Wangshu's subtle expressions, but she couldn't see anything she wanted to see.

In his impression, Luo Wangshu is not the kind of person who is good at pretending, at least he can't pretend that nothing happened in such a short period of time.

The current situation can only show that Luo Wangshu has no memory of that painting.

Thinking of this, Qiao Wei felt a sharp pain in his heart, and his pupils contracted instinctively for a second.

He looked at those innocent and clear eyes, thinking that he should not blame him. After all, nearly five years have passed since that time. He was still a minor who had just entered puberty, so it was inevitable that he could not remember. .

I only blame myself for being afraid of seeing the cruel truth that I imagined, and gave him a period of time to forget.

On Qiao Wei's side, the autumn wind was sweeping the desolation everywhere, while on Luo Wangshu's side, he was dazed and dazed.

To put it simply, Luo Wangshu looked at Xiao Chuan slowly gathering between Qiao Wei's brows, and was in a daze.

He just felt that the aura of the farmhouse and Qiao Wei did not quite match, and asked him why he came to such a place with a rural atmosphere for vacation. The other party was fine just now, why did he suddenly frown?

In fact, Luo Wangshu was not unresponsive when he saw the lock screen, but also a little surprised.

He was surprised that Qiao Wei would also like his early works, but he didn't think of Qiao Wei's identity through this painting.

All the fan pictures that Luo Wangshu had drawn were uploaded to the Weibo album. After the popularity became high, it was already a common thing for fans to move to post bars and forums.

Whether it is set as a desktop or a lock screen, it is not surprising to him.

It's just that Qiao Wei is usually too busy just to deal with his duties, and he almost never visits those forum websites for chatting and entertaining.

Even when he opened Weibo, he looked through the private messages with a cold face. He didn't care what other people posted on Weibo, what avatar they used, and it was a pity that he didn't see the paintings that Luo Wangshu circulated on the Internet. .

Otherwise, Qiao Wei would not have realized that the person in his heart had changed to a new Weibo account until Luo Wangshu added him as a friend in order to urge the manuscript.

"Are you okay?" Luo Wangshu waited for a long time without seeing him speak, leaned over and waved his hand in front of his eyes.

Qiao Wei met his eyes through the gap between his fingers, raised his hand to gently grasp his fingertips, paused for two seconds in mid-air, sighed secretly, and pressed his hand down: "You sent me yesterday There is a logo here on the photo."

Luo Wangshu subconsciously cast his eyes to the front left, and recalled that Li Shengnan did say yesterday that the lotus in the canal were planted by people from the farmhouse here.

"When you come here for vacation, you are not afraid of meeting me and being chased by me to remind you?" Luo Wangshu pulled his hand back and joked.

Qiao Wei glanced at the hand that he had withdrawn from the corner of his eye, and put on a smile again: "Didn't I just hand over my manuscript to you."

"There's still next month." Luo Wangshu immediately connected. "Ruiyi's urging strategy for you is to urge you once a day, and urge you desperately at the end of the month. If you don't urge you for a day, you won't be able to write a manuscript."

Oh, not unexpected.

Luo Wangshu looked away, and added in his heart expressionlessly.

Even if you think of it, you won't start writing it.

Qiao Wei just smiled very lightly when he heard this, lowered his eyes for a second, and then raised his eyes to look over: "Next month, I will try not to procrastinate."

Luo Wangshu also laughed, not because he was relieved, but because he was amused by Qiao Wei's words.

He wanted to say that even if you promise not to delay the draft, you still have to put a question mark on whether you can do it. This time, if you just say "try your best", the possibility will be greatly reduced.

Luo Wangshu was about to speak, when he suddenly found that Qiao Wei had already sat back, leaning his body into the seat, leaning his head back and closing his eyes to rest his mind.

The other party's facial features are deep, and the side view also shows the exquisiteness of the knife.

This kind of delicacy does not have the slightest soft and gentle taste, but contains a strong and compelling male hormone flavor, which is almost a perfect image of a typical male god.

It's just that the delicacy at this time is covered by a layer of imperceptible tiredness. Previously, Luo Wangshu's attention was on other things, but now his heart is calm, and he slowly notices it.

He hesitated for a moment and asked him, "Have you recovered yet?"

"No." Qiao Wei's eyes did not open. "Just driving here, I'm a little tired."

The farmhouse is not very far from the city center, and it is not difficult for Luo Wangshu and Li Shengnan to ride all the way here.However, with Qiao Wei's appearance like this, he was even more tired than driving back from the next city a few days ago.

Luo Wangshu looked him over carefully, and after confirming that Qiao Wei's eyes were only tired and not sick, he withdrew his gaze and sat silently on the right side, letting him have a good rest.

Qiao Wei raised the corners of his mouth slightly as if he had noticed something, but also did not speak to break the rare quiet atmosphere between the two.

When the people of the farmhouse got the notice and rushed back, they were really frightened by the group of miniature velociraptors blocking the gate. They didn't expect them to be able to break the barrier of the goose pen.

But anyway, they are simple farmers who are used to raising poultry in the countryside. When they realized it, they ran to the corner of the yard, and one of them grabbed a bamboo pole as thick as a child's wrist and walked over quickly, chanting onomatopoeia tones, and made this group wanton. After a long time, the big white goose rushed back and apologized to the two people in the car.

That night, at Qiao Wei's request, the farmhouse added two more dishes to Luo Wangshu.

A big goose stewed with potatoes, and a fried goose egg with green onions.

The two dishes were served on the table on a porcelain plate and bowl that was a circle larger than usual, and Luo Wangshu's face turned pale when he saw it.

"Do you know what these two dishes are called together?" The old god Qiao Wei who moved into Luo Wangshu's yard with a shameless face smiled, and said while removing a goose leg for Luo Wangshu.

Luo Wangshu took a sip of the soup that Qiao Wei served him before: "Shocking dishes."

"This is called 'reunion of mother and child'." Qiao Wei also took off the other goose leg, and also held it to Luo Wangshu, and then replaced it with her own chopsticks.

The geese and goose eggs were all eaten, which is not a happy reunion of mother and child.

Luo Wangshu was choked by the soup immediately, and the line he had seen on the screenshot of the Hong Kong drama on Weibo suddenly popped up in his mind: "The most important thing for a family is to be neat and tidy".

He turned his head and coughed twice before turning around and saying, "Fortunately, there is no restaurant for you to name it."

Maybe I can think of something that can be cut into pieces or cut into pieces. I guess no one would dare to order a dish with such a name and put it on the table.

"Don't eat the skin?" Qiao Wei was taken aback when he saw him struggling to peel off the goose skin with two chopsticks, and immediately picked up the serving chopsticks and reached over to help him. "You're a picky eater, kid."

With Qiao Wei's help, Luo Wangshu quickly achieved his goal of skinning: "...it's not delicious."

Luo's father is very good at cooking, and even children's meals can be very delicious.Luo Wangshu was raised by Luo's father since he was a child, but when his teeth grew, Luo's parents and Luo's mother got busy with work, so they sent her to his grandparents' house.

There is a kind of child called a child who is taken care of by grandparents.

The dishes made by the old man are not particular about anything, Luo Wangshu feels very greasy when he eats those meat skins, and he couldn't get rid of this discomfort for many years, even Luo's father couldn't save him.

When eating out, Luo Wangshu tried his best to avoid getting caught in these things. So far, no one except his family knows about his problem, but Qiao Wei happened to expose it today.

When Qiao Wei saw him speak, he curled his lips a little, and his eyes couldn't help showing a hint of affection.

The small courtyard for two people in the farmhouse shared a bathroom, just like the last time in the hospital, Qiao Wei still let Luo Wangshu in after dinner.

Summer is sweltering, and those who take a bath first will feel a little more comfortable, at least they don't have to endure the room temperature rising two degrees due to the heat.

Unexpectedly, when Luo Wangshu walked into the bathroom, someone from the farmhouse came to inform him that there was something wrong with the water pump. The water pressure might not be enough, and he might need to press down the switch in the corner of the bathroom when taking a shower.

Qiao Wei asked where the switch was, and knocked on the bathroom door: "Take a look under the sink in the bathroom..."

Before he could finish speaking, the door of the bathroom was directly pulled open from the inside.

"Ah?" Luo Wangshu stood in the door, revealing half of his body, holding the short sleeve that he just took off in his hand.

There were no outsiders in the small courtyard, and he and Qiao Wei were both men, so there was nothing to mind.

Luo Wangshu didn't mind, but the other person's mind was not as clean as his.

Qiao Wei looked at the young man in front of him wearing only a pair of white underpants, his breath was stagnant, and two words immediately popped into his mind: It's terrible.