Can you break it, buddy? [Travel]

Yan Jinxiao's sudden appearance was totally unexpected by Sheng Zimo - he didn't know when this person came and how much he saw... For a moment, complex emotions such as guilt, embarrassment, and bewilderment filled his heart - Leaving him stunned in place, he could only deal with this sudden plot reversal with his face unmoved and his heart beating wildly.

But fortunately, this guy's adaptability and pretentiousness are extraordinary, and his mentality recovered most of it in an instant.

When Yan Jinxiao and Sheng Zimo met their gazes, Sheng Zimo greeted each other very naturally first—the embarrassment, speechlessness, and evasion of last night seemed to have been exposed.

Yan Jinxiao let out a "hmm". He was wearing a dark ironed overcoat, standing on the side of the street where vehicles passed by in winter. He kicked Ma Yinglong over and prevented Sheng Zimo from being punched in the face. Now Sheng Zimo looked at him, feeling really speechless.

——It seems that there is a kind of... an illusion of shooting an idol drama.

But my heart is heavy.

Liu Zhe looked at Yan Jinxiao who suddenly appeared, and felt quite surprised, but this occasion was obviously not suitable for warm greetings. He glanced at the dog lying on the ground, and said first: "Your name is 'Ma Yinglong'? Your name is infringing." Ahh..." Liu Zhe chuckled, and continued, "I'm not at home for Chinese New Year to make chrysanthemum flower paste, what's the point of running here?"

Ma Yinglong lay down on the ground, biting his cheeks tightly, and tried to get up on the ground a few times, but his brows were wrinkled, obviously in excruciating pain, and finally failed.

He glared at Liu Zhe, gritted his teeth and said, "I'm the 'Eagle' of Gaokong Xiong 'Eagle'! You remember it!"

Liu Zhe was delighted at once: "What about the eagle? Do you know that you are eating shit right now?"

Song Mingyi's eyes were covered with black mud. She looked at the underground dog eating shit, and then at Sheng Zimo. She was so anxious and angry that she couldn't speak for a while.

The melon-eating spectators around watched the play not too far away. They have been watching from the beginning to the present, and they are even giving the missing plots of the newly stopped popular science.

"Emotional disputes, emotional disputes, young people now...it's hopeless."

"But those two handsome guys are really handsome! Well..."

"It's cool to be handsome! A stinky rascal, he's a bitch, and he eats soft food. I don't know what women like about him!"

"But that woman is really too! She's pretty, why is she so shameless? She's like a little shrew, she's still flirting with each other."

"That's right, so girls should still be virtuous and virtuous! If it were our family, I would really dare not marry such a hag... I don't know how her parents taught her. If it was my daughter, she would have to break her legs!"

……

Song Mingyi, who might have her leg broken, faintly heard some harsh comments. She clenched her fists tightly, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, turned her head and scolded sharply: "Stinky idiot! Get out of here! You know what a fart! Happy Chinese New Year today, I wish you all the best!" The whole family was hit by a car and died, let's go west together!"

After swearing at these words, several old women exploded in anger—gritting their teeth and stomping their feet with a vegetable basket, but seeing Song Ming Yineng's crazy appearance of exposing the cover of human nature, he weighed his left and right, and finally cursed and fed each other. Quick-acting heart-saving pills on the spiritual level-they are all educated and high-quality people, and they don't hesitate to be as knowledgeable as little shrews.

But he refused to leave, and wanted to witness the retribution of this little immortal with his own eyes!

After Song Mingyi finished scolding, she didn't care about Ma Yinglong who just got up. She stared at Sheng Zimo, and asked in surprise, "Who is he?!" Pointing to Yan Jinxiao.

Sheng Zimo raised his eyebrows, his expression was cold and indifferent, and he didn't reply.

He was so familiar with Song Mingyi who had gone mad like this, he moved his shoulders and neck a little, and felt that the sun in the sky was quite dazzling.

The tip of Song Mingyi's nose was flushed, and her face was covered with eye makeup that had been removed from tears. This was originally a flattering look that was specially customized for Sheng Zimo - the time when the six men dressed as women and sat on Sheng Zimo's lap to tease and provoke, Song Mingyi mistakenly thought that Sheng Zimo likes heavy tastes, so he takes pictures of cats and tigers and transforms himself, hoping to win the favor of the male god with a new image.

But he didn't know that at the moment, he was not a human being, a ghost or a ghost, just like a cold joke that could catch his breath--but Sheng Zimo, although he teased her so badly at first, he didn't think Song Mingyi, who was in such a mess, was funny at all. .

Maybe it was because Song Mingyi and the dog man who gave him a cuckold appeared at the same time when he was reborn through time travel—he was so insane because of his vengeful mentality—Sheng Zimo couldn’t tell...

But enough playing and enough trouble, although there is no emotional ups and downs for Song Mingyi, but facing the 20-year-old in front of her, I can't help but let out a sigh of relief, and sigh: Why bother?

After passing through, he actually wanted to understand many things—regaining a new life, embracing life, and having already decided not to indulge in the past and torture himself.

He really didn't know where he got such a strong pheromone, Song Mingyi was the only one who made it happen.

He understood Song Ming's Yiji temperament, so in the years before the time travel, he was always talking hard and earnestly, but in the end, he just became more and more bitter and forced each other.

But if it goes on like this, it's not like that at all - it's really unbearable to do this every now and then, and it's exhausting torment for both of them, so why bother consuming each other like this.

Sheng Zimo sighed, and said in a cold voice: "Men are different from your women. Stalking is a trick. After a long time, women may be tempted, but men are different... If you don't like it, you don't like it. The feeling is that there is no feeling, and everything is idle, do you understand?"

"These tears you shed for me are really worthless! With such a drive to pursue, why don't you work harder on your studies and future career? Find someone who is more suitable for you?"

Song Mingyi's eyes turned red again when he heard the sound.

Sheng Zimo glanced at Ma Yinglong who was standing aside, and said, "Do you like her?" He nodded Song Mingyi with his chin.

Ma Yinglong's breath stagnated and he didn't make a sound.

"Look at her face, don't wipe it!" Sheng Zimo said lightly.

Seeing that Ma Yinglong remained motionless and behaved like a "rotten wood", he didn't care, and continued: "I'm not interested in Song Mingyi. Instead of fighting with me, you might as well think about how to make her interested in you."

"I can tell you clearly, I haven't touched a single finger of hers, just now..." He sighed, "It's really a bad idea to be entangled with nothing to do." Versailles' tone was a bit stingy.

And Sheng Zimo, who had finished speaking the truth one after another, while speaking, his fingertips, which had been frozen through long ago, inadvertently rubbed against the slightly warm back of his hand beside him.

He pursed his lower lip slightly, pretending he didn't notice anything.

He didn't know how much the man and woman on the opposite side could hear what he said, but he knew very well that these words basically had no effect on Song Mingyi——

Because at this moment, Song Mingyi just took out the makeup mirror and tissues from his bag, and was currently arranging his appearance with his fingers flying.

And at this moment, a wide palm suddenly grabbed Sheng Zimo's hand—warmth enveloped him, climbed up his arm and spread to his heart—Sheng Zimo was stunned.

"One more thing, Zimo probably didn't tell you," Yan Jinxiao said in a deep voice, "Let me introduce myself, my name is Yan Jinxiao, and I'm Sheng Zimo's boyfriend."

He squeezed hard the hand that was frozen into a popsicle—Sheng Zimo's throat was choked, his mouth was slightly opened, and he quickly choked on the northwest wind, and within seconds he coughed.

His mind was a little empty, and when Yan Jinxiao said something later, Sheng Zimo felt that he only saw the mouth moving, and his whole mind was in a daze.

He didn't pay attention to how he was led away by Yan Jinxiao, but when he regained his senses, he vaguely heard crying and cursing behind him——

"Ma Yinglong, hurry up, who the hell made you come? Ugly!"

"Sheng Zimo, don't be so self-righteous! Remember: I don't like you! I never liked you!"

well.

Early in the morning of the New Year's Eve, encountering such a thing so suddenly, it's like being refreshed by being splashed with dog's blood.

Liu Zhe called Sheng Zimo "looking for his brother" because of Liu Zhen's call—full of ups and downs full of gossip, and finally complied with his elder sister's wishes and reluctantly rushed to his sister's house.

And the other two were silent for a long time while pressing against the road, and finally one of them spoke first——

"You... how long are you going to hold me?" Sheng Zimo wriggled his fingers and spoke in a low voice.

Yan Jinxiao led his right hand and carried it in his pocket all the way. Now the palms of the two of them were sweating slightly, and the skin was tightly bonded, but Yan Jinxiao had no intention of letting go.

This is the Wangsong Forest in the back mountain of the Academy of Fine Arts - a good place for dating lovers in summer and enjoying the scenery in winter when it snows.

But today’s New Year’s Eve, the sky is wide and the land is wide. On both sides of the road are rows of tall pines and cypresses covered with falling snow. Except for the occasional truck passing by, there is no one on the mountain road, just like the VIP date for these two people.

"Why... did you come to me?" Sheng Zimo asked knowingly, but Sheng Zimo still asked.

He was in a complicated mood, warm and delicate, and also a little awkward at a loss, Yan Jinxiao took out his hand from his pocket, twitched the back of it lightly, and said, "For Chinese New Year, I guess you will go back to school. "

Sheng Zimo immediately fisted his hot hand and gave Yan Jinxiao an arm: "Damn!"

"What are you talking about...is my boyfriend?! Thank you for being able to open that mouth!" He resumed his normal manner.

"Didn't it help you solve your troubles..." Yan Jinxiao took a deep look at Sheng Zimo, "But it's also me..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but what was in the words, the two of them knew each other.

"What are you..." Who would have thought that Sheng Zimo said deliberately in a long tone, "I don't know."

Yan Jinxiao stopped in his tracks and tightened his cheeks, but when he met Sheng Zimo's bright and smiling eyes, he shook his head and smiled within seconds.

"Isn't it like playing house?" After a long while, Sheng Zimo said without embarrassment, "Have such a show with a little girl on the street."

Yan Jinxiao: "Actually, 'If you don't want to hurt, it's the biggest hurt'... Make it clear, it's good for both of you."