so called lover

Two seconds before I jumped up, George rushed forward a few times, but he stopped in less than three seconds.

I slowly jumped off his back, and George looked at me speechlessly.

I shrugged, and just at that moment, the little soldier from behind ran up with his teammates and surrounded us.

George: "..."

... Then what, as a soldier, isn't it normal to have extraordinary physical strength, hehehehe...

"Don't get excited, don't get excited!! We're not here to fight!!"

The little soldier waved his arms anxiously, and George put down his fighting gesture.

The fearful look on the little soldier's face and George's face made me want to break the atmosphere with a smile.

Especially since their heights are so different.

Smiling faintly, as a native of China, it's time for me to come forward to ease. I patted the little soldier on the shoulder, and then held George down, "Okay, the farce is over here."

"George, they didn't mean any harm."

"As for you, hehe, I know you have no other intentions, like asking us to go back, but George is a little unresponsive, we are not unreasonable people, let me take him back to rest first, I will do ideological work for him , come back tomorrow, how about it?"

After I finished talking to them separately, my throat was about to smoke under the sun.

Hey, it's really troublesome for a group of adults to have a misunderstanding.

The little soldier didn't dare to make up his mind, so he discussed with his companions and agreed.

George was still a little confused. I guess it was hot and I couldn't turn my head. I quickly took another taxi and stuffed George, who was sweating profusely and staring at his eyes, into it. Then I got in myself and gave the little soldier a Be at ease, and wave to them friendly.

"See you later!"

"Goodbye! You must come tomorrow!"

"sure!"

I responded to him in the car, and as soon as I said the words, a black line fell on my forehead.

I relieved them, but dug a hole for myself.

Hey--!

"It turns out—yes, that's it! Really, yes, I'm sorry. Misunderstood, Huaguo soldiers, tomorrow, I, will definitely record it."

George used the chopsticks he had just learned to use in a strange way, stuffed a big mouthful of the hot and red meat slices in the mandarin duck pot, grinning his teeth and gasping for the hotness, while talking intermittently.

I picked up a chopstick of green vegetables, squinted at him, and followed me to explain to him at the beginning that Jiang Yi was my friend.

So I have to go there tomorrow.

"I had a conflict with that friend when I came to country M. I don't want to see him, but tomorrow we have to go to the military camp. Hey, I really don't want to go. Don't eat so many peppers, you will be constipated later!"

George rolled his eyes, "Don't talk about eating. What's the use of going to the military camp tomorrow? My brother is here, and my brother is protecting you! The four of us, don't be afraid of him! Eat more! Isn't there a saying in Huaguo, what is it called... ...Eat enough and work hard, right! Huaguo cuisine is so delicious!"

Fortunately, this is a hot pot restaurant in Huaguo. Everyone chatted while eating, and their voices easily overwhelmed his. Otherwise, George's loud voice would be enough to disturb the people in M ​​country.

"Okay, hurry up and eat, Grace and the others said they will come back after today's filming."

"That's good, that's good, so they can follow us tomorrow. Look, three people are protecting you. It's interesting!"

"Enough, let's treat you guys to dinner later!"

"Let's eat hot pot, it's really exciting!"

"Eat, eat, eat."

George wiped his mouth and giggled heartily.

George was almost thirty, and he was really a big boy in his bones. He was doted on by his family and had never really experienced any storms. He would easily have thoughts about the actions of the little soldiers in the barracks and the others as seen in the movie.

Who is protecting whom?

But I will not tell the truth, I sincerely thank George for thinking about my work partner who I have only known for two days.

Many people who have known each other for a long time and who think they have a deep relationship cannot do it.

For a moment, I thought of Jiang Yi again.

Even if I don’t try to remember the feeling of the domineering yet gentle man in the military camp, my body and brain will help me remember the feeling of a more mature and strong body covering me.I have to say that he still holds an incomparable weight in my heart.

—despite such a terrible crisis of trust between us.

I suddenly couldn't eat anymore.

"I'm going out for a cigarette."

George nodded with a mouthful of food, took his wallet and went out.

I bought a pack of cigarettes and a lighter at the bottom of the hot pot city, leaned against a telephone pole next to the road, lit a cigarette, and smoked.

I half-closed my eyes to see the busy traffic, and spit out a layer of white mist, temporarily submerging my expression and mood at the moment.

I hadn’t smoked a couple of puffs yet, the phone buzzed and vibrated like crazy in my trouser pocket, I put the cigarette holder on the mouthpiece, and stuffed the cigarette case and lighter into another pocket, and then slowly stretched out two fingers from the trouser pocket. Pull out the phone that keeps ringing.

It is an unfamiliar local number.

I took down the cigarette and exhaled.

"Hello, who is it?"

"it's me."

Jiang Yi's voice came into my ears, I froze for a moment, and he said again: "I know you don't want to talk to me, you don't need to talk, just listen to me, is that okay?"

I am silent.

I was thinking whether to just hang up or not. Jiang Yi seemed to know me very well, and he finished what he wanted to say before I hung up the phone.

"I owe you an explanation. I want to tell you in person. Can you give me a chance?"

I took the phone from my ear, and just as my finger slid to the hang-up button, Jiang Yi yelled, "Wait!!!! Gan Peng!!!!"

It was louder than when I turned on the PA, and the faces of passers-by were ⊙ω⊙.

I had to put the phone back to my ear again.

"……Say it."

"Peng Peng, five years ago, the process of our acquaintance was not pleasant, but you gave me a chance to hold your hand again. Now, are you willing to give me another chance? Give me another chance, okay? Okay? Pumbaa?"

Jiang Yi's pleading tone made me very sad.

Five years ago, why didn't I beg so hard, and I was still under the watchful eyes of the public, so low, so low, what was the result?

Ah.

You let me, how dare you, to believe again, the humble feelings that are low into the dust?

"Some things have happened and passed away, but the feeling they bring is indelible. Jiang Yi, you and I are not fellow travelers."

After I finished speaking, I was about to hang up the phone, when I felt a sudden pain between my fingers, and I was slow to realize that the smoke had burnt to the end and burned my fingers.

I wanted to throw it away, but because I didn't have a trash can by my side, I stretched out a darker-skinned hand behind me, caught the sparking cigarette butt, and threw it into the trash can across the road with great precision.

I turned my head, and Jiang Yi was looking down at me, pulling my finger into his mouth.

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