wife is too sweet

The mountain road is far away, and it is always inconvenient to carry heavy things.

Coach Luo made an agreement with the orchard to temporarily store the oranges here and pick them up later when he goes down the mountain.

Before leaving, the hostess looked at You Yun and reminded: "I'm afraid the weather will change, come down early."

"I know, thanks."

Coach Luo smiled.

A group of people started from the orchard and continued up the mountain road.

With Zheng Qi helping to carry the satchel, Yu Yang felt much more relaxed, the stairs were steep, and sometimes he was a little tired from climbing, Zheng Qi would stand and wait for him, or stretch out his hand to grab him.

Staying in the city for a long time is easy to numb the five senses. Every day is a steel forest, and the neon lights are on all night. No matter how dazzling and colorful last night, at the moment of sunrise-the sun suddenly shines on the earth, and the LED lights all stand aside.

The sun is powerful, bright, and the world depends on it.

It's the same feeling in the secluded mountain, my heart is very quiet, I can smell the damp smell of moss, and some unknown insects and birds are singing.

The vines twine around the old trees and hang down on the ground, as if they have been old for thousands of years without cutting their hair.

Holding a handful of spring water, the coolness seeps into the fingers, which is incompatible with the body temperature, and then puts the hand into the running water, and there is an undercurrent hidden under the clarity.

The water flow hits the palm of the hand, and then slows down, the water flow becomes wrinkled, and the ice becomes layered.

The bluestone hovered in the water, with moss on the edge, and there were small fish swimming gently among the sand and stones. Yu Yang was fascinated by the sight, and was about to call Zheng Qi to come over to take a look, but Zheng Qi was already standing beside him, holding a mobile phone, with a shallow smile.

"Are you taking pictures?"

Yu Yang squatted on the stone.

Zheng Qi didn't speak, his wrist first sank down to pat Yu Yang's hand in the water, and then moved up to slowly pat Quan Yu Yang's side face.

There was a smile in Yu Yang's eyes: "What are you doing, taking pictures or recording videos."

As he said, he reached out to take it.

"You play your game."

Zheng Qi's voice was very soft: "Leave me alone."

Yu Yang imitated him: "Just play with yourself, leave me alone."

He rolled his eyes, "Cut—" This scene happened to be recorded on Zheng Xi's mobile phone, which made him smile, but he still kept his eyebrows closed and concentrated on recording Yu Yang's daily life.

Before departure, the weather forecast said that there would be rain today, but the rain did not fall for a long time; when climbing, no one said that they must reach the top of the mountain, and how much they walked counted; now, if they are attracted along the way, they will stop and rest, and everything will go with the flow .

The water flow was too cool, Yu Yang took off his shoes and submerged his feet in it, the sand and gravel rubbed the soles of his feet, and the water touched the insteps, he was really happy stepping on it, the trousers slipped halfway, Yu Yang bent over and rolled up his trousers.

At this time, the sun was looming, leaving a very shallow light spot on the water surface. When the water was swaying, the light spot reflected on Yu Yang's face. He smiled happily, with short black hair and a natural sense of mess. Zheng Xi seemed to be moved by this smile up.

Clean, pure, and warm as a cobblestone.

"Look—" Yu Yang walked towards him, with a snail shell lying on the palm of his hand, the color was black.

Zheng Qi looked at Yu Yang through the lens of his mobile phone, his temples were wet, he looked happy, and he was panting slightly, but he was so serious—as if he had found the best thing in the world and wanted to share it with Zheng Qi immediately.

Just as his fingertips touched the snail shell, Yu Yang retracted his palm and said mysteriously, "Wait a minute!"

As he spoke, he folded his hands together, shaking them like dice, and then quietly opened his thumbs, leaving a slit in his palms. He breathed and moved his lips, as if he was saying something, Zheng Qi listened. not see.

"Here you are!" Yu Yang let go of his hand and handed the snail shell to Zheng Xi's ear—the sound of wind, water, what else...

Yu Yang pinched the snail shell and moved closer to Zheng Xi's ear: "Did you hear that?"

Zheng Qi looked at him and shook his head.

"I made a wish on it."

Zheng Qi said: "That's a conch—" It's much bigger than this, and there will be an echo, it's not the same thing at all.

Yu Yang looked at him sullenly, and said, "You have to listen carefully."

The video was still being recorded, Zheng Qi's wrist was hanging down, only the corners were captured, it was more like recording.

In order for Zheng Qi to hear, Yu Yang went ashore barefoot, lay on Zheng Qi's back, and turned his head to look at him: "Did you hear that?"

Yu Yang's hand touched Zheng Xi's ear, and a burst of numbness rushed towards Zheng Xi. His body was warm and had a faint fragrance. When his arms were wrapped around Zheng Xi, he shook a little, and his breathing was short of breath, as if he was panting in frustration, wanting to tell The other party answered, and he tried his best to hold back.

"I heard."

Zheng Qi replied.

There was joy in Yu Yang's eyes: "What?"

"It won't work if you say the wish—" "Tell me, see if it's different from the wish I made."

There was a long bell ringing in the distance, 'Boom—boom—', silent and unwavering, shaking all the birds to take off, what time is it, and the temple at the foot of the mountain is ringing the bell.

Before getting married, Zheng Qi heard that Yu Yang had specially asked someone to calculate their birthdays.

"Seek a good marriage."

Zheng Qi's tone was very light.

Yu Yang lay on his back, like a sheep longing to escape from the sheepfold, yearning for the outside world but afraid of being eaten: "Then did I get it?"

"I got it."

"Who promised."

Zheng Qi said, "Buddha."

"Then... the Buddha asked you if you are willing."

Zheng Qi turned his face to the side and found that Yu Yang was also looking at him, he unconsciously lowered his head and smiled: "What do you think?"

The ringing of the bell continued, and Yu Yang's arms trembled a little. He seemed to have found some kind of resonance—Zheng Qi could really be on the same frequency as him.

The reason why a hurricane is thrilling is not because it is full of power, but because it will be in a tropical depression with a wind speed of no more than 62 km/h, and it cannot be lowered - no matter how low it is, it is not a hurricane.

Whenever he saw Zheng Qi's solid back, Yu Yang always felt that he would not be tired, even if he was tired, he would not say it.

If life is suffocating, Zheng Qi will always breathe more than him. If Yu Yang is short of oxygen, Zheng Qi will definitely give him half of his breath.

——This is the 'meaning of marriage' that Yu Yang felt from Zheng Qi.

After a short rest, everyone continued to go up the mountain road, and Yu Yang unconsciously quickened his pace to enjoy the scenery along the way.

There is no need to worry about sweating, the mountain wind will take away the heat and blow every cell in the body to breathe freely.

He would also pass mineral water to Zheng Xi and help him wipe his sweat, but Zheng Xi usually gulped down the water and rubbed his forehead with his sleeve to finish the job.

If Yu Yang insisted on wiping it for him, Zheng Qi would just let him do it with a sullen face—although he felt it was really unnecessary.

Looking ahead, the gazebo protrudes from the top of the mountain, and the clouds cover part of the buildings, making the top of the mountain appear ethereal and mysterious.

Yes, since there is no such thing as climbing a mountain without not seeing the top of the mountain, life is only interesting if you strive to move forward.

Having tasted the high wind, I can no longer be satisfied with the soft wind.

How can you know what bravery is if you haven't tasted "Riding the Thorns and Cutting the Waves" for yourself.

Compete with the muscles, shake hands with the will, no longer do fearless consumption, focus on every step of the foot, if you feel tired, Yu Yang doesn't want Zheng Qifu - climb up!Climb up with your own strength and enjoy the heroic appearance of the mountains. I see thousands of mountains, and thousands of mountains also look at me.

I don't know how long he walked, but Yu Yang gasped for breath. He really felt that he should be active in exercising. He felt a slight twitch in his calf, but fortunately it didn't affect his walking. Just when he was about to stop, the whole mountain suddenly opened up in front of him. As far as the eye can see, the forest is luxuriant, layer upon layer all over the mountains and fields. I really want to jump into the forest, hit the leaves, and let the tiny thorns scratch the skin. If there are still stings, find a medicine called "plantain" and crush it. Paste on the wound.

Don't be afraid of impact. Compared with pain, what is more difficult to bear is not trying.

The same is true for marrying Zheng Qi, Yu Yang doesn't know if Zheng Qi will like him.

Let's try it, just in case, if Zheng Qi has no objection.

He asked himself, if Zheng Qi wasn't the one to marry, how would he spend the rest of his life—I don't know, it seems difficult to be happy from the bottom of his heart, he just loves Zheng Qi, and thinks he is very handsome and interesting, like eating snails Toothpicks are needed, like rambutans have thorns.

The snails are delicious, but there is little meat. The water quality is not good, and it is easy to be mixed with sand, not to mention the heavy pollution of rivers by industrial water.

But Zheng Qi has a lot of snails, which grow by the mountain spring and are pressed under the boulders, and Yu Yang needs to pick them one by one with a toothpick.

Sometimes I feel tired, and my hands are full of wounds, but the snails are still empty!Just very angry!But when the anger dissipated, Yu Yang found a way to deal with Zheng Qi, set him on fire, and strung him into wind chimes, swinging in the wind.

Zheng Qi's attitude is to do whatever you want, do whatever you want, anyway, that's how I am.

Bad virtue.

A good relationship does not only require running-in, but more important than running-in is being suitable and enjoying each other.

Compared with Yu Yang's cheerfulness, Zheng Qi's feelings are more introverted. He doesn't smile easily, but when he smiles, he is particularly dazzling, shining in the crowd, like a flamingo living in a lake, dazzling and wanton, flamingos like duckweed, Love aquatic plants, but also eat shellfish.

Seeing flamingos, Yu Yang only had one thing on his mind - don’t be duckweed, it’s adrift; don’t be aquatic plants, it’s lush but common; don’t be shellfish, it’s too small.

Make a lake, reflect the blue sky and white clouds, and attract flamingos to stop with a strong ecology.

But Zheng Xi smiled at Yu Yang a little bit, and he wanted to rush over, just like now, Zheng Xi waved at Yu Yang, Yu Yang raised his face and smiled, and opened his arms, Zheng Xi smiled reservedly, and he spread his fingers, almost covering Yu Yang. Yang's face, just press his face to prevent him from getting close to her.

Yu Yang wanted to wave his hand away, Zheng Xi let go, Yu Yang thought he could finally hug him, but Zheng Xi's wrist freed, wrapped around Yu Yang's waist, and with a little force, fixed him in front of his heart, chin It rested on his head, and the other hand supported the fence, completely trapping Yu Yang in his arms.

His breathing sank, and he pressed his cheek against Yu Yang's, his voice was a little hoarse, as if he was a little dehydrated: "How is the scenery?"

While speaking, Zheng Qi curled up his hands, leaving a hole, and placed it near Yu Yang's eyes, like a man-made telescope, leading him to slowly turn his sight—the mountains gradually became clear, and the sky was still not so clear, but that was also the case. Well, not too much sun.

The heartbeat was so fast, but luckily the wind was so strong that Zheng Qi shouldn't be able to hear it.

The view from the top of the mountain is superb, the wind is extremely generous, which makes people relax, leaning back, 'Boom-boom-boom-'Zheng Qi's heart is beating vigorously, it is definitely, the hottest heart in the world .

He is like the sun, the only one comparable to it is the moon.

The sun and the moon shine together, unless there is a coincidence in the revolution, the sun and the moon will never appear at the same time.

Yu Yang only remembers one thing, don't provoke Zheng Qi if you have nothing to do - be careful of the total solar eclipse.

It's like flipping a book.

wife is too sweet