Things can always be paired successfully

The atmosphere of the barbecue party was quickly lifted.

Everyone gathers together in groups of three or four, with a skewer and a bottle of beer, and they can chat happily from all over the world.

This is the culture of Youth Hostel, it is easy to make friends.

Lian Xiao used to sit on the sofa playing with his mobile phone and eat some meat from time to time, but he couldn't stand the enthusiasm of others, and someone would always come to talk to him, and he ran out of words after a while.

He had no choice but to find a corner with few people, lit a cigarette, and turned sideways. From this angle, he could see Liao Ran grilling meat in full swing.

It's really strange. Although Liao Ran's current image is far from the calm young man sitting in front of the canvas and painting snow mountains, he is still unique. Looking at the thick smoke rising from the barbecue grill, Lian Xiao watched, this young man is I'm cultivating immortals.

The corners of the mouth couldn't help but curl up again.

The fire was very hot, making Liao Ran's delicate face blush like a delicious little apple. He rolled up his sleeves now, and the muscles of his arms were showing rhythmically as he was busy brushing the sauce.

It was quite hot, and Liao Ran was sweating uncontrollably on his forehead. Beads of sweat slid down his fair cheeks. He raised the back of his hand and rubbed it. Certificate of Merit.

Lian Xiao exhaled a puff of smoke, and looked up and down Liao Ran's structure as if his eyes were equipped with scanners, until the obstacle walked in.

Several little girls held cups of orange juice in their hands, approached Liao Ran, handed them to him to drink, giggled and chatted with him.

Liao Ran talked to them politely based on the supreme idea that customers are God.

The topics of the girls were nothing more than where you have been, whether the chicken wings are spicy, how old are you, little brother, the stars are so bright tonight, etc. Liao Ranjun answered them one by one with a smile.

There are several other staff members standing beside him, but they are not as eye-catching as him, and the girls will always selectively ignore them.

Lian Xiao threw the cigarette on the ground and stomped it out. The only thing he didn't like about the CYTS was that everyone knew each other so damn well!

Lian Xiao bought two bottles of beer, unscrewed the caps, and walked to the grill with one in each hand.

The little girls were still buzzing diligently like little bees, until they looked up and saw that cool guy who didn't like to talk to people just now was standing beside him.

"Drink some," Lian Xiao held up a bottle of beer to Liao Ran, "I'll treat you."

Liao Ran took it and lightly touched the one in his hand: "Thank you."

The singer played the guitar and began to sing some familiar campus folk songs. Others sat on the ground in a circle, singing along tirelessly over and over again, shaking their heads, as if enjoying their youth.

Liao Ran handed over the work to others, and he and Lian Xiao came to a corner, sipping beer one after another.

The beer bottle was printed with a picture of a snow-capped mountain. At this moment, the wine happened to be halfway up the mountain, where the words "Fenghuaxueyue" were printed.

"How many days are you staying here?" Liao Ran asked.

"Didn't you handle my order? I booked a room for a few days, you don't know?" Lian Xiao hiccupped, his face was a little hot, it may be from drinking or being grilled The hot air drifting over from the rack was steaming, "Has your brain been roasted?"

The corner of Liao Ran's eyes curled up: "Many tourists who come here don't want to leave after having fun. They will renew the room, and I think you should too."

"What?"

"Because you are lazy, like a water sloth, just like growing out of the sofa, you can't separate it."

"Damn," Lian Xiao glared at him, "Then do you realize how much effort I put in to bring you a bottle of beer?"

Liao Ran smiled and raised the beer bottle.

Lian Xiao touched him and pecked: "It's good to bask in the sun here. When I go back to school, it snows every day. The ground is too slippery. I almost fell a few times."

"Is your sense of balance so bad?"

Lian Xiao shook his head: "It's not my fault. The old campus of our school is built at the foot of the mountain, and there are slopes everywhere. Once the snow melts, the ground will freeze. You have nothing to do. If you don't pay attention, you can ski directly from the door of the dormitory. Go downtown."

"Okay, then you stay here longer, there are no other disadvantages except that the ultraviolet rays are stronger." Liao Ran said with a smile.

Lian Xiao leaned back, turned his head, saw Liao Ran's side face, the lines were very neat, compared with the mountain peaks he described.

"How long have you lived here?" he asked.

Liao Ran recalled for a moment: "I don't remember how many months, I have been here often. The last time I came here, it was quite hot, maybe it was July, I'm not sure, there were a lot of people at that time, I was almost killed Squeeze under the bed."

Lian Xiao rubbed his ears: "Now you wear short sleeves in this weather, so you must be bare back then?"

"Fuck you! You're naked!" Liao Ran scolded with a smile.

"Xiao Ran, do you want to sing a song?" Xiao Mo pushed his glasses and walked over, "Xiao Lei wants to rest for a while."

"Okay," Liao Ran patted Lian Xiao's shoulder, "Go, let's sing."

When the little girls sitting on the ground saw Liao Ran sitting in front of the microphone, they applauded and welcomed Liao Ran. Among them, Xu Li and Wei Sisi yelled the most.

Liao Ran hugged the guitar, adjusted the height of the microphone, and said to him, "Welcome everyone to the Tea Time Inn."

He glanced at Lian Xiao, who was on the sofa behind him, and his legs were crossed: "Let me sing "Tea Time" for everyone, the song of the same name of the inn, the inn owner kindly provided the venue and board and lodging, I filled it in." Lyrics, composed music, friends who like it, don’t forget to put a small advertisement for the inn, whether I can continue to eat and live for free depends on everyone here.”

The people around laughed out loud, and even Xiao couldn't help raising his lips. He crossed his hands in front of his chest, and he nestled into the sofa, watching the people in front of him sing in the most comfortable posture.

Liao Ran lowered her head, pressed the handle with one hand, and held the pick with the other, strumming the strings little by little.

His thin lips opened and closed, and his slightly hoarse voice began to sing a quiet song.

"Pick up the backpack and dream in the corner

Let go of the confusion of childhood

in faded canvas shoes

to the other side of the horizon

met you by chance

But unexpectedly flustered”

When Liao Ran sang, she had a light on her body, and even Xiao couldn't take her eyes off it.

He came here because of that photo, sometimes it doesn't need much, just one look, one look is enough, and he knows in his heart that the person he wants is him.

Lian Xiao didn't know whether the person in front of the oil painting had already picked up the drawing board and left when he got off the train.

Before entering the inn, I was even more panicked, feeling that I came here with great expectations.

Fortunately, I saw you.

Lian Xiao's fingers followed the melody and tapped rhythmically on his thighs. He was wearing cotton trousers with the trousers pulled up slightly to expose his ankles, and his knees bent into a beautiful arc.

He blew the beer bottle to his mouth, rolled his Adam's apple, and finished the bottle.

"Back in the year, the day when I had time for you to have tea."

Liao Ran closed the strings and finished singing.

Xu Li raised her phone and shouted, "Look this way, look this way, Apple Weekly!"

Wei Sisi leaned on her and laughed: "Singing well!"

"One more song!"

"That's right, let's play another song, it's really good!"

The audience booed and asked Liao Ran to continue singing, but he just smiled, raised his eyes to look at Lian Xiao who was integrated into the sofa, reached out to support the microphone, hummed twice, and asked, "Which song do you want to hear? "

The jukebox Liao Ran sang a total of six songs before returning the wheat to the inn's full-time singer Xiao Lei.

He got up from the chair and walked to Lian Xiao. His tall and straight body blocked the dim yellow light hanging on the ceiling, and Lian Xiao felt that the world had become smaller.

He raised his head and clicked his tongue, put the empty beer bottle on the small tea table next to him, and clapped his hands twice: "That's great, that's great, you can go to the men's team competition, I will definitely choose you."

"With your good words, I can definitely make my C debut."

Liao Ran stretched out her calf and touched Lian Xiao lightly: "Move to the side to make room for me."

Lian Xiao raised his butt|butt and moved a little to the side, patting the sofa where he was sitting on the heat: "Come, accompany you uncle."

"Go to your uncle."

Liao Ran turned around and lay down, her four long legs were lined up side by side, her knees were just level, and they were almost the same length.

He reached out and took another bottle of Feng Hua Xue Yue and handed it to Lian Xiao: "Come on, I'll treat you."

"Do you want money if you take it?"

"Of course." Liao Ran picked up the bottle opener and unscrewed the cap.

"Then I want another bottle."

Liao Ran squinted at him: "I've made a lot of progress, and I'm exhausted. Are you supporting me?"

Lian Xiao took a breath: "That depends on how you serve the Lord."

Xiaolei's singing is different from Liao Ran's. Liao Ran is a quiet and handsome man. He is quite eye-catching when he sits and looks at him. There are no other bells and whistles.

Xiao Lei will drive the atmosphere of the scene. There are many scenes, and his voice is hoarse or he can't sing high-pitched. He will hand out the microphone to the audience: "Let me hear your voice!"

The scene is very lively.

Xiaolei saw Lian Xiao and Liao Ran sitting side by side, and they kept biting their ears because their voices were too loud, so he suddenly shouted: "You two brothers on the sofa! Stop flirting! Where are your voices? ?!"

Lian Xiao: "..."

Those four words made him a little embarrassed.

The others were laughing staggeringly, and he also saw a few pairs of eyes turned around, and there was something wrong with their eyes.

Among them were Xu Li and Wei Sisi. They looked at each other like a torch, and there was something in their eyes. They turned their heads and muttered something.

Lian Xiao's face twitched.

On the contrary, it was Liao Ran, who yelled cooperatively, making the two girls bow their heads and giggle.

Lian Xiao was a little caught off guard, he felt his face was about to burn, put two chicken wings on it, and it would probably be cooked in 10 minutes.

After Liao Ran finished wailing, he leaned back calmly, and Lian Xiao turned to look at him, this guy is thick-skinned.

Liao Ran noticed that Lian Xiao was staring at him like a dumb man: "What are you doing? Have you been yelled at as an idiot?"

"Get out," Lian Xiao's face darkened, "You smell too much oily smoke, and you're blinded by it."

Liao Ran sniffed her nose: "It really smells like barbecue, what should I do?"

"You are sao, not barbecue."

Liao Ran burst into a smile: "Then lend me the bottle of shower gel you used later, it smells even worse."

Lian Xiao glanced at the skewers in front of him: "Fuck, how long have you been here, and you eat more than me in one night?"

Liao Ran was paralyzed on the sofa, with the back of his head leaning against his back, and his Adam's apple protruded like a small cherry, which made people want to take a bite.

He sighed: "Hey, tired, is it easy to serve you and me? I don't want to get up and work when I lie down."

Lian Xiao patted his thigh: "Go and go, go to work, and those who don't work don't get to eat."

Liao Ran murmured lazily, then turned to look at him, her cheeks were slightly red, her eyes were slightly open, and her cute and naive look was a bit...inducing to commit a crime.

Lian Xiao really wanted to beat him up on the spot, he had seen provocative ones, but not such a provocative one, so cheap.

Lian Xiao found that his concentration was getting weaker and weaker, so he turned his head to look elsewhere.

At this moment, Liao Ran turned over suddenly, one hand went straight into Lian Xiao's trouser pocket, and flicked it out, startling him.

"What are you doing?!" Lian Xiao jumped up, "You touched my balls!"

Liao Ran hilariously grabbed the phone from his trouser pocket and handed it to Xiao Mo: "Scan his QR code and pay for the wine."

Lian Xiao was shocked, this guy was just throwing smoke | mist | bombs, stared: "Didn't you say you invited me to drink!"

Liao Ran smiled again: "You pay for my treat, there's nothing wrong with it."

Xiao Mo helped the mirror frame: "Xiao Ran, the screen is locked."

Liao Ran raised his eyebrows, took the phone and found that it was unlocked by fingerprints: "Which hand are you using?"

"Which hand?"

"Which hand can I ask?" Liao Ran smirked, "You use it when you lie in bed at night."

Lian Xiaoxuan's face was hot, it could be used as a teppanyaki, he stared at Liao Ran, then his eyes signaled that there was Xiao Mo next to him, and then he replied viciously: "Your thoughts are really dirty!"

Liao Ran pretended to be a harmless animal: "I don't understand what you said, big brother, what am I thinking? Isn't it just asking which hand you use to unlock the screen when you lie on the bed at night and play with your phone?"

"Shit! Right hand!"

Liao Ran smiled and grabbed Lian Xiao's right wrist, straightened his thumb and pressed his fingerprint for identification: "Xiao Mo, bring me an extra bottle of highland barley."

Lian Xiao pinched his forehead, laughed and cursed: "Go to hell with you."

The barbecue party lasted until nearly twelve o'clock, and people left one after another.

Some went back to the house to tidy up and went to sleep, some got into the bar for a second game, some went to the reading room to play Werewolf, and some set up their cameras to take pictures of the stars. Tonight is cloudless.

The nightlife in the inn is quite colorful.

The temperature in Lijiang was very different, and it was only a few degrees at night. Even Xiao couldn't help but shivered a bit. He watched Liao Ran clean up the scene with his white arms shaking, so he carried forward his fearless spirit: "Come on, you go back and add some clothes."

Liao Ran straightened her waist and blinked her eyes: "To tell you the truth, I am too poor to afford thick clothes. I wear summer clothes all year round, so I just go bare in summer."

"Just hide it." Lian Xiao bent down and grabbed the broom and began to sweep, "I still have a suit in the closet, and I reward you to wear it."

Liao Ran clicked his tongue: "I don't wear non-mainstream clothes."

Lian Xiao was not happy on the spot when he heard it, and acted like a good boy when he got a cheap price. He patted him on the back twice: "Fuck you non-mainstream, is that called a leather jacket?!"

"Leather jackets aren't mainstream yet?"

"The ones with rivets and thick chains and holes are considered." Lian Xiao straightened his waist, "My outfit is called fashion, hair bamboo shoots, understand?"