Things can always be paired successfully

When getting off the car, the master's conclusion is that we will meet again if we are destined.

Even Xiao was a little worried that the two of them were so reluctant to part, whether they would kiss goodbye in the end.

It was afternoon when we arrived at the inn. Apart from the tireless dogs playing around in the yard, there were also a group of people who wanted to be salted fish.

On the lazy sofa in the yard, on the third-floor rooftop, cover your head with books and clothes, and you can bask in the sun wherever you lie.

Lian Xiao hid the drum in the cabinet with Doudou on his back, and said, "Why don't we go to bask in the sun too? I want to show plateau red!"

"You'd better take off your pants and tan your ass, it's the easiest place to get stained."

"Fart, do you think this is a beach? And take off your pants."

Liao Ran waved his hand: "It's normal for someone to shake their arms in the sun in summer."

"That's also shirtless, not bare buttocks, can it be the same?" Lian Xiao took off his coat, and it was a bit hot outside under the direct sun, "Come on, let's go outside for a walk."

Liao Ran thought that there was a painting that was not finished, so he took him to the rooftop.

There are several other guests on the rooftop taking photos of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain and the ancient town, and there is also a Shiba Inu.

"Crispy!" Liao Ran yelled and whistled, and the Shiba Inu turned around from the crowd and ran over.

Liao Ran knelt down and rubbed its head. The Shiba Inu's smile was always an emoticon. Lian Xiao couldn't help but took out his phone and took a few pictures.

"Are you going to post to Moments again?" Liao Ran asked.

Lian Xiao locked the screen: "Don't send it, your expression on your face is the same as that of Shiba Inu, those who don't know it will think it is supernatural."

"Just talk nonsense."

Liao Ran let Crispy go: "You wait here, I'll get the painting."

The Shiba Inu ran back into the crowd, and immediately several little girls squatted down to take pictures with it and play with it.

Lian Xiao sometimes thinks that it would be nice to be a dog, eat and sleep every day, eat when you wake up, be carefree, of course you must have a good master, like Liao Ran, good-looking , the legs are also long, but they can't be too pushy. Liao Ran is good at work, and it's even worse for people like Old Wang. He might have to starve to death with his master.

Lian Xiao smiled, and took out a cigarette from his pocket to smoke.

The wind on the roof was a bit strong, he hit it a few times but he didn't light it up, I don't know if the lighter was out of gas, or it was blown by the wind, he blocked the wind with his hand, but he still couldn't make it, he was sure it was out of gas Yes, it needs to be replaced.

The nearest place to buy a lighter is the inn. The small grocery store on the corner of the street should have it. I don’t know if there is one at the front desk. up.

"Give."

When he looked sideways at the snow-capped mountains, a voice came from beside him. He turned his head and saw only the head. Then he lowered his eyes, and it turned out that it was Old Wang who was a head shorter than him.

Old Wang held a box of matches in his hand: "Do you want to light a cigarette?"

"..."

Lian Xiao nodded: "Thank you..."

Really retro.

He took the matchbox, took out one, and stroked the side of the box awkwardly, the match was bent directly at the waist.

I haven't used matches for a long time, and they feel unfamiliar.

He took out another one, struck it again, and the flame of the match head went out with a pop in less than two seconds.

"..."

Lian Xiao had a feeling that he was at odds with this box of matches.

Seeing that he tried a few of them but ended in failure, Lao Wang finally couldn't sit idly by. This box of matches was included in his annual financial budget, and he had to survive this year. There is still more than half a month left, and he can't use it all up. Deferring it to next year can also ease the pressure on the fiscal deficit.

"I'll still come."

Lao Wang took the match, stroked it skillfully, and the match was lit. Lian Xiao blocked the wind with his hand, and quickly lowered his head to light the cigarette while the fire was still alive.

Because he had already read the message "Is this guy trying to make me bankrupt by wasting my matches" from Lao Wang's eyes.

Liao Ran carried things from the bar, a wooden easel, a drawing board covered with cloth, and a set of painting tools, paints, etc., all packed in a dyed sack.

There were quite a lot of things, and he carried them all in one go, which was comparable to migrant workers returning home. It was very festive. He opened the door with one foot, then leaned against it, and moved the things out.

Lian Xiao saw it and walked over to help.

"Thanks," Liao Ran put the sack on the ground, "Just put it here."

Lian Xiao put down the easel with a drawing board on it.

"Wait!" Liao Ran was just about to lift the covering cloth, when Lian Xiao shouted, "Don't rush to lift it, let's get ready first."

"..."

Liao Ran looked at him: "Do you want to sing a song or play a song to celebrate? Or play a waist drum?"

"After all, it's Chagall. I'm afraid I'll be scared out of my wits."

Liao Ran snorted, and lifted the cloth, only the outline was drawn on it, not colored, and a complete outline could not be seen yet.

He went back to the bar and pulled out a chair, adjusted the paint, picked up the paintbrush and sat down, dipped some red paint on the tip of the pen, and drew a stroke on the canvas.

"What did you draw? Is it a snow mountain?"

Lian Xiao stood behind him, and the smoke he exhaled made Old Wang cough.

He raised his hand as an apology, and then asked, "Do you smoke?"

Old Wang waved his hand.

Then you still carry matches with you?Lian Xiao couldn't figure it out, in order to kill and set fire at any time?

"Give me one," Liao Ran didn't look back, but turned his head sideways, looking in front of his eyes from the edge of the drawing board, "I drew the houses in the ancient town."

"understood."

Lian Xiao glanced at the front, it was another inn, the inn only had one yard, but it planted a lot of flowers, and there was a swing, suitable for fairies to sit on.

Its building has two floors, and a single room with floor-to-ceiling windows is added on the top of the building. Lian Xiao guessed that it might be an expensive starry sky room, but the location is so high, and doing something shy at night will cause restlessness. embarrassing situation.

The roof next to the room is all red, as if it was burning. It is estimated that it has not been painted for a long time, and the whole inn looks quite new.

Lian Xiao hesitated for a moment, took out a new cigarette from his pocket, and stuffed it into the mouth of the great painter: "Hold it, I just retired from the lighter."

Liao Ran glanced at him sideways, then looked at the canvas again: "You don't know how to ignite it for me with the one you smoked?"

Lian Xiao took a deep breath, then threw the cigarette on the ground and stamped it out: "It's gone."

"..."

Liao Ran laughed: "The wooden floor on the roof is very precious, be careful when Lao Li sees it, you will pay for it."

Lian Xiao looked down and saw that apart from a large area of ​​cigarette burns on the wooden floor, there were also spots left by various barbecue sauces and juice drips.

"Well, I can see that Lao Li is very distressed."

"Do you want a fire?" Lao Wang added at this time, "I have matches here."

Lian Xiao's eyes twitched: "...I thank you on his behalf."

Liao Ran turned around with a suppressed smile and asked Lao Wang to help him light a cigarette.

As soon as he spit out a mouthful, Lian Xiao said: "Today's indicator is only this one, is there any more?"

"Of order, Chief!" Liao Ran grinned.

Lian Xiao found that Liao Ran seemed to be a different person when he was painting, he was taciturn throughout the whole process, unless he took the initiative to talk to him, otherwise he would not speak first.

The ninth wonder of the world happened.

And it also counts who told him. During the period, many people came to watch. In addition to admiring the photo, they would also ask a few questions. He would answer directly if he was in a good mood. If he was too busy, he would just send a few words. Or simply don't answer.

Only Lian Xiao said that he didn't miss a word, and sometimes even when Xiao talked to himself, he thought he was talking to him.

Lian Xiao and Lao Wang were sitting on the sofa at the back watching Liao Ran, and they had nothing to say between them, not more than five sentences in total, not much to Liao Ran.

Lao Wang was playing with his mobile phone and sighed after playing for a while. Lian Xiao couldn't help but glanced at him. Comrade Wang Rongyao was playing King of Glory.

"...You gave away a bit too many heads," Lian Xiao couldn't help but commented, "Is the opposite party laughing like crazy?"

"The person on the other side doesn't speak, they are all dumb."

"what?"

Old Wang: "I'm using a man-machine."

"..."

He seemed to feel the disdain from Lian Xiao: "Actually, I'm a faux pas."

After thinking for a while, he said again: "Also, I can't really move the group of cute newcomers who follow me. I think I'm playing human chicken. I'm human, and they are all weak chickens. They know that I am a c-bit whole The sky surrounds me, and those who should play top and bottom lanes also surround me. No matter the jungler, the shooter or the T, they all follow me in the middle of the fucking road. It’s as crowded as the Spring Festival travel. All of them are our own."

Lian Xiao: "..."

Lao Wang threw his phone on the sofa in despair, looked up to the sky and howled for five seconds, then picked up the phone again: "Forget it, I'll go play ranked."

"..."

Lian Xiao was speechless, he couldn't beat man and machine, so he went to play ranked?

I can't even make a qualified chicken head. Seeing how many hairs I have grown on my body, do I think I am a phoenix?

He just thought so, but didn't dare to say it, he was afraid that Old Wang would light a match and fight him.

Liao Ran kept drawing until the sun went down, and then she took the initiative to speak: "I'm hungry."

Lian Xiao moved his body from the sofa, just now he was thrilled to see Lao Wang giving away heads in the rankings, he was a little bit shocked, and he didn't dare to talk about it.

"I'm hungry too, shall we go down for dinner?" He returned.

Liao Ran turned around: "Go and get the rice, I'm almost there, I have to finish drawing the overall outline today."

"That's so troublesome, go down!"

"No, no!" Liao Ran sat down and twisted her upper body, "My feeling will be broken, don't delay the birth of a masterpiece!"

"Bullshit, it's a brilliant work, you really put gold on your face," Lian Xiao scolded with a smile, "I've never seen someone as shameless as you!"

"Hey," Liao Ran folded his hands and bowed to him, "Dad, you can give me a bowl of rice! I still have to make money to honor you! If I can't turn in this painting on time, I will starve to death." !"

"I really can't do anything about you, Cheng Chengcheng, I'll just beg for food for my son."

Liao Ran laughed a few times.

Lian Xiao got up, he thought about asking Lao Wang where to eat, but when he saw the other party staring at the phone screen, his eyes became red, he thought about it or forget it.

When they arrived at the cafeteria downstairs, Lao Li was there, and the two bought four meals and took them to the rooftop.

After Liao Ran took over the job, he felt like he was on the continuation. He turned around and ate while bragging to everyone.

Lian Xiao saw with his own eyes that Lao Li's mouth was leaking, and a piece of oily pork ribs fell to Jingui's wooden floor with a thud, and he continued to eat as if nothing happened.

Lao Li found Lian Xiao looking at him: "It's okay, I'll scan later."

"Oh."

Lian Xiao went on to pick up his meal.

On the way, Liao Ran asked Lao Wang if he wanted to go to Shangri-La for a release together, and Lao Wang agreed without thinking.

Lian Xiao asked curiously, "Your coffee shop has other helpers?"

Lao Wang raised his head from the bowl, and half of the tip of the chicken wing was exposed in his mouth. His eating skills are extremely superb, and he can finish it with just one mouth without using his hands at all.

"If the dog next door counts, then yes." Old Wang said.

Lian Xiao put the bowl away: "Then you went out to play, what about the coffee shop?"

Old Wang said indifferently: "I don't care, it's better not to open the door, I have to clean up when someone comes, it's troublesome."

"..."