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Jiang Nanhui was almost used to this overwhelming feeling.

The ground three delicacies have long been sticking to the pot, Jiang Nanhui ignored it, and held up the phone without making a sound, the smile on his face was very natural.The text conversation was blank for a few seconds, when Cen Hanluo made a voice call, sighed heavily on the receiver, and said, "It's a pity that you are still studying literature, can't you think of a compliment after all this time?"

Jiang Nanhui leaned on the stove and replied seriously: "You have made great progress, keep working hard."

Cen Hanluo said, "Thank you Teacher Jiang."

Jiang Nanhui smiled and said, "You're welcome."

Cen Hanluo's phone call was not just to ask for praise, the focus was actually on the back.Cen Hanluo continued: "Oh, by the way, there is a place I've wanted to go for a long time, but it's really boring to go alone, but I don't have any friends, so I figured it out, it's best for you to accompany me. Willing or not."

Jiang Nanhui said: "You have already said that, how can I refuse?"

"I didn't want to give you a chance to refuse." Cen Hanluo said, "Then I bought the ticket."

Jiang Nanhui: "AA."

"I asked you out, and I'll pay for it. If you feel bad, please invite me to watch a movie next time." Cen Hanluo said, "Only reciprocating gifts and friendship can last a long time."

"Okay." Jiang Nanhui readily agreed, and then asked, "Where do you want me to accompany you?"

Cen Hanluo replied: "Fantasy decompression hall."

It was the first time Jiang Nanhui had heard that there was such a place as a decompression pavilion in this world, and he had no idea what items were in it or how to decompress it.

But the more unknown something is, the more it can arouse people's curiosity, and the greater the curiosity, the greater the expectation.

On the second Saturday in mid-August, when Jiang Nanhui stepped out of the apartment building wearing a tracksuit, he saw Cen Hanluo squatting under the green sandalwood tree between the two floors, guarding a clump of dense wild flowers, holding his mobile phone horizontally. Photograph.

The sun was just right at this time, and the clear sky, trees, flowers and Cen Hanluo constituted the brightest scenery in Jiang Nanhui's vision.Jiang Nanhui slowed down unconsciously and walked over slowly. He watched Cen Hanluo and did not immediately step forward to disturb him.

Cen Hanluo stood up, glanced behind him, saw Jiang Nanhui, and waved happily: "Nanhui, I caught a butterfly."

Is this something to be happy about?Jiang Nanhui quickened his pace and came to Cen Hanluo's side. Cen Hanluo showed him the photo he had taken: "Isn't it beautiful?"

The black wings are dotted with ice blue patterns, and Jiang Nanhui was also attracted by this butterfly: "It's really beautiful."

"I sent you a WeChat message." Cen Hanluo said, "Share with you the good mood I have gained."

It turns out that a good mood can be passed on and shared. Jiang Nanhui clicked on the photo of the butterfly, and it seemed that he was "infected" by Cen Hanluo. He felt happy miraculously, so he tapped the screen and clicked to save.

Cen Hanluo said: "There is something I need to confess to you first."

Jiang Nanhui asked: "What is it?"

"I heard the sisters chatting in the office yesterday, and I just learned that today is Qixi Festival." Cen Hanluo put away his phone, raised his arms to the sky, and stretched comfortably with his face facing the sun, "If you don't mind If so, we can change the time."

Jiang Nanhui said: "I don't mind, don't bother."

"Really?" Cen Han said with a smirk, "That really meets my heart."

The fantasy decompression hall is two kilometers away from the TV station, on the basement floor of a commercial building.The weather was sunny and sunny, and the two chose to walk tacitly. There were shades of trees along the way, and the wind was blowing, but it wasn't too hot.

When there is scenery around, Cen Hanluo seldom talks, and occasionally looks at the sky, trees, and flowers and plants on the side of the road, his eyes are simply too busy.Jiang Nanhui walked beside him, and he didn't feel embarrassed because there was no communication. He just felt that the atmosphere between the two of them was as comfortable as today's weather.

As the vehicle sped along the road, Cen Hanluo pointed to the sky and said, "That cloud looks like a unicorn."

Jiang Nanhui looked in the direction he pointed, and asked, "Do you want to take pictures too?"

Cen Hanluo took out his phone and smiled: "How did you know I was going to take pictures? You really know me well now."

Jiang Nanhui smiled and said nothing, Cen Han turned on the camera and directed: "Nanhui, give it a "yeah". "

Jiang Nanhui said with a headache: "No, it's too childish."

When he said this, Cen Hanluo's "Yeah" had already been compared. He stretched his arms, but his eyes were not looking at the phone, and he squinted at Jiang Nanhui: "Who are you calling childish?"

Jiang Nanhui immediately gave a "yeah".

After taking the photo, Cen Hanluo lowered his head, adjusted the light and adjusted the color, and asked, "Can I post it to Moments?"

Jiang Nanhui said: "Of course, this is your freedom."

Tapping the screen with his fingertips, after sending, Cen Hanluo said: "You don't have to watch it when I'm not around, there's nothing to be ashamed of, just watch it now if you want."

Cen Hanluo's mind was completely controlled, Jiang Nanhui sighed silently, unlocked the phone, Cen Hanluo's caption for this photo was: new friend?old friend?

I thought that today is the Qixi Festival, and there will be many people in the decompression hall, but after thinking about it carefully, eating and watching movies is more warm and romantic, and it is more in line with the atmosphere of the Qixi Festival. Most of the people who come here to decompress are single people who have been devastated by life. .

"Don't tear off the paper ring worn on your wrist. If you tear it up, you will not be able to enter the museum again." The staff intimately advised, "If you are going to eat or do other activities in the middle, you can still continue to play with the paper ring, only for the day oh."

The soundproof door at the entrance of the decompression hall was round, and Cen Hanluo was so excited that when he pushed it open, piercing screams rushed towards him.What appeared in front of his eyes were screaming chickens hanging on the entire wall, and someone was punching them with his fist, desperately venting his anger.

"Fuck his Valentine's Day!" A boy in school uniform said furiously, "Break up if you say so! Whoever celebrates Qixi Festival is a dog!"

Jiang Nanhui: "..."

After the boy finished venting his anger and moved to the next venue, Cen Hanluo couldn't wait to appear on the stage, heaved a sigh of relief at his fist, and immediately let out a miserable "Oh": "Why do you want me to work overtime!"

Jiang Nanhui couldn't help turning his face away.

"Why don't you get overtime pay after working overtime!" Cen Hanluo yelled, "Why do newcomers have to work more! Why can they skip work if they have connections!"

Jiang Nanhui covered his mouth and laughed uncontrollably, but before laughing for a few seconds, Cen Hanluo let out another voice: "Why did Jiang Nanhui forget me! Is he going too far!"

With a frozen smile on his face, Cen Hanluo turned around and asked Jiang Nanhui: "You come to judge, is Jiang Nanhui going too far?"

Jiang Nanhui pursed his lips: "Yes."

"This screaming chicken is Jiang Nanhui." Cen Hanluo pointed to one of the chickens on the wall and ordered, "Slap him."

Fine.Jiang Nanhui shook his head helplessly while laughing. He clenched his right fist and beat the round chicken belly, and the screaming chicken gave a soft "oh".

There was noise all around, and the eardrums were "buzzing", but Jiang Nanhui unexpectedly didn't feel the noise, but instead felt a subtle sense of security.It's just that he seldom experienced such occasions, and he couldn't let go. His personality is gentle and steady, not as outgoing as Cen Hanluo.

The next decompression game selected by Cen Hanluo was called Pillow Fight. The two took off their shoes and entered the field according to the regulations, and each picked up a pillow.Jiang Nanhui's pillow was uneven, and the cotton inside was all piled up on one side. He was patting the thickness with his hands when he heard Cen Hanluo call out gently: "Nanhui."

Hearing the sound, Jiang Nanhui raised his head, and Cen Hanluo picked up the pillow with all his strength, with strong force and a gust of wind, it pressed precisely on Jiang Nanhui's face.

His forehead was sticking out, and the pillow in his hand fell to the ground. Jiang Nanhui was blinded by the blow, and looked at Cen Hanluo blankly.Cen Hanluo raised his eyebrows provocatively, and played with the pillow nimbly with both hands. Jiang Nanhui calmed down for a moment, then slowly bent down, and picked up the pillow again.

"Let you do it once." Cen Han put his hands behind his back and stood still, "Swing it back."

Jiang Nanhui patted the dust on the pillow and said, "Don't let me, you can play as you like."

"Okay." Cen Hanluo relaxed his guard, "Then let's make a rule first, you..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly went dark, Cen Hanluo's hair was messed up, and he almost lost his balance.After recovering, Cen Hanluo lifted his bangs and stared at Jiang Nanhui in disbelief: "I never thought that such a decent person like you would actually engage in a sneak attack."

Limbs moved, the body was completely relaxed, and the tense heartstrings were quietly loosened. Jiang Nanhui smiled harmlessly, and raised his chin towards Cen Hanluo: "Come on, let's hurt each other."

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