my deadly lover

"Hey, I don't think so, right? At most, it will be packed in a while."

"Pack it back and eat it?"

"Don't eat."

"That's not throwing?"

"It's a big deal and feed the dog..."

"I'm afraid that the dogs won't even eat it then."

"........."

So it was the first time that Fang Si Shao saw a person's stomach to witness a miracle. Lin Zihan ate slowly and did not gobble up at all, but as time went by, the things on the table were getting cleaner and cleaner. Fang Si Shao was stunned by Lin Zihan for the first time...

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, Fang Sishao also ate a lot more than usual this time, not to mention that he ate so exaggeratedly that his neck was so exaggerated, and his stomach was full. Fortunately, the food tastes really good, otherwise he would not be wronged even if he died For your own taste buds.

After paying the bill, the two walked out of the hotel. Lin Zihan couldn't help but sigh with emotion at the cultural landscape of Myanmar.

The typical Southeast Asian plants on both sides of the road, the flowers are red and the leaves are green, the streets are clean and tidy, and the versatile pickup trucks are full of passengers.

The compartment originally loaded with cargo was converted into two rows of benches, surrounded by baffles, and separated by two iron bars to form three windows. Except for the front of the driver's car, the rear passengers can squeeze in 6 People, looking at it from the side, six men and women dressed in different colors have their arms exposed, and they are seriously overloaded at a glance.In the end, there were 3 people hanging behind the car, and the monk was also hanging outside the car. Legend has it that monks are highly respected in Myanmar, and it seems that there is no special treatment.

Later, Fang Sishao and Lin Zihan saw a modified bread car called a tuk-tuk, which was similar to a pickup truck, but the front of the car was a van, the fender was separated by an iron bar, and there was a welded handle at the rear, just like a pickup. It can be hung on it, and there are simple iron bars welded on it, which can hold goods and even sit on people.

The women here always have all kinds of things on their heads, only the ones you can't think of, nothing you can't see, and they are not even as stable as holding them with your hands. Lin Zihan wonders if their heads are practiced by sleeping upside down every day—— Are they all worn out? !

Men and women here still retain the habit of wearing traditional costumes. You can see men, women and children wearing things like Dai skirts everywhere on the street. They are called sarongs. Men are called "Longji" and women are called "Temen". I like to wear slippers with bare feet, because shoes are not allowed in many Buddhist pagodas in Myanmar.

In addition, Lin Zihan also saw a scene that is absolutely invisible in China, that is, a woman with a beautiful back holding a huge amount of cash (about 70 kyats, a red stack of 50 kyats, and two green stacks of 10 kyats each). Wan) walking alone on the street, with motorcycles whizzing by beside him, this kind of scene, which is unimaginable in China at present, is scary to watch.

Later, when they met Lily and Lucy, they heard that this phenomenon abounds in Myanmar.On the train, on the bus, those who count money in public have no fear.But that's all for later.

Fangsi Shao and Lin Zihan walking on the road are definitely a unique scene that stands out from the crowd. There are also Chinese tourists here, but they are all ordinary donkey friends, with a SLR on their chest, a backpack on their back, and shoe holders on their feet. They are very similar to the locals in Myanmar. It is easy to distinguish because most of them are very tanned and wear longi.

But Fang Sishao and Lin Zihan are different. Let’s not talk about how their tall and straight heights are so abrupt among short Burmese people, or how Fang Sishao’s clothes look out of place with ordinary clothes. The appearance is enough to be a celebrity, and no one will take a second look at them, and some Chinese travel friends even take pictures of them.

The two came up with the idea of ​​going back to the hotel by coincidence, but their thoughts were different. Lin Zihan was scared by the "crowd" at the gold store, and Fang Sishao simply didn't want to attract attention.

Back at the hotel, I saw two little girls at the front desk, their eyes lit up when they saw Lin Zihan, but Lin Zihan and Lin Zihan naturally went back to the room without looking back, leaving behind two pairs of disappointed eyes .

After returning to the room, Lin Zihan thought that the woman was not afraid to walk on the street alone with a huge amount of cash, so she sighed: "Myanmar is said to be poor, but the people are always smiling. China is rich now, but the people are Always frowning."

"The reason is very simple, contentment is always happy." Fang Sishao lay on the bed and looked at his mobile phone. This hotel has free wifi, although it is difficult to grab the internet.

"It's not easy to satisfy everyone." Lin Zihan said.

"So they would rather spend huge sums of money to build pagodas and Buddha statues, because that is their belief. The Chinese have no beliefs anymore, and most of them are atheists. In the end, they are not 'authoritarianism' or 'looking at money'. "Fang Sishao said calmly with one hand on his neck and one hand looking at the web page.

Lin Zihan glanced at Fang Sishao, it's ironic that such an angry youth's words come from a drug lord.

He also didn't want to discuss such a serious topic with Fang Sishao. After all, in his opinion, the prosperity of Buddhism is also a means of domination, just a disguised form of brainwashing. In a country controlled by the military, this kind of belief is especially ironic.

Suddenly, the electric light flickered and sent out a signal that the voltage was unstable. Lin Zihan and Fang Sishao looked at each other, and the light went dark in the next second.

Myanmar is particularly prone to power outages, and there is even a nickname of "power-free". Many hotels have their own generators. Presumably such a large hotel should have a generator, but the restoration of power supply is not an immediate matter.

In just a few seconds, Lin Zihan reflexively wanted to rush towards Fang Sishao, but reason stopped him. Fang Sishao must have been more on guard against such an obvious flaw... said Maybe it would be tantamount to committing suicide...

Suddenly Lin Zihan felt that he was like a hungry pervert?When he got the chance, he wanted to throw people on... what the hell... Lin Zihan shivered, shook his head and abandoned this idea, it was terrible.

There was a "dong dong dong" knock on the door, and Lin Zihan heard the sound and walked to the door. He opened the door and saw that the two girls at the front desk just now held a light stick and said with a timid smile: "Brother, there is a power outage, can you come in and stay?" for a while?"

Lin Zihan nodded, and let the person in. Before the two of them could walk into the room, the light flickered and turned on again, but it was obviously insufficient voltage, and it was very dim.

The two little girls stuck out their tongues and made faces. It seemed that their plan was going to fail...

This time, Lin Zihan took a closer look at the two little girls. They were about the same height. One wore black-rimmed glasses, had a round face, looked very quiet, and had an ordinary figure; , looks a bit pretty.

"Uh...Brother, you are also here to travel, right?" The little girl wearing glasses asked first.

Lin Zihan nodded.

"Well... where are you going tomorrow? How about we go together?" The little girl continued to ask.

"I can't decide this, he has the final say." Lin Zihan pointed behind with his thumb.

The two little girls turned their bodies in Lin Zihan's direction and took a look. Fang Sishao was sitting on the bed, holding a mobile phone in one hand, and looked up at the three people at the door. I feel uneasy.

If it weren't for the handsome and scumbags, they would all have the illusion of being stared at by a pervert, and their eyes would be a little unfriendly, but if they were stared at by a handsome guy, the feeling would be completely opposite, they would be in a state of ecstasy~ It's a pity that this gaze is not lewd Squinted, but the two little girls couldn't figure it out at all.

In fact, Fang Sishao didn't want to bring two more "burdens" with him, but he had no idea about travel, it was all on a whim, and he would rather stay in the hotel than go out if he had to worry about where to go. It violated the original intention.

Sighing secretly, Fang Sishao said, "Yes, where are you planning to go tomorrow?"

The two were immediately elated when they heard it, and quickly said: "First visit the Mandalay Palace, then go to the ancient city of Amalapura, visit the Buddhist monastery, and watch the "Thousand Monks Meal". The U Bein Bridge is not far from the entrance of the monastery. Sunset over the bridge."

Fang Si Shao Wenyan felt that it was not bad, so he nodded and said: "Okay, then you go back and prepare, just call us tomorrow morning."

The expulsion order is so obvious, no matter how thick-skinned the two little girls are, they dare not stay. Although it is a bit unreasonable, but if they can spend the whole day with handsome guys tomorrow, do they still care about the time now?So he said goodbye to Lin Zihan happily, and the two went back to their guest room happily.

After sending the two away, Lin Zihan looked at Fang Sishao, who tilted his head and asked, "It's strange why I agreed?"

Lin Zihan didn't answer, but just looked at Fang Sishao. Fang Sishao felt that such Lin Zihan was a bit boring, but he shrugged and said, "Why not be a free tour guide."

Fang Sishao was right. These two little girls were travel friends who often traveled together, so they had already prepared a preview for each place they went to. They knew almost everything about the route, accommodation and transportation. With people together, the homework is done even more, and even the tongue-twisting "Mahagan Deangajang Monastery" can be memorized by heart.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next morning, two little girls knocked on the door. Lin Zihan and Fang Sishao washed their faces casually and followed. The taxi passed by, and there was also a motorcycle, which was very convenient. Before the two little girls could find a good car, an SUV was parked in front of everyone——Beijing Hyundai ix35——the silver-brown lacquer looked like a new one. Stains, in Myanmar, which is full of second-hand cars, are no less surprising than seeing Rolls-Royce in China.

When the mouths of the two little girls opened into an O shape, Fang Sishao said, "Get in the car." He opened the co-pilot's seat and got up.