Things can always be paired successfully

Old Wang was the shortest among the four of them, and he ended the battle the fastest. After eating, he put the bowl on the table and collapsed back on the sofa to burp.

"Don't just lie down when you're full, it's bad for your stomach," Lao Li ate while standing, and he casually threw a piece of fat into the garbage shovel at his feet, but he didn't throw it in, and it fell to the wooden floor that he loved very much. superior.

Lao Wang sighed and sat up straight: "My stomach is not good."

"I'm not good either." Liao Ran said.

Lian Xiao looked up at him: "Are you okay? Look at your appetite, it's like a recycle bin, you can put everything in."

Liao Ran tilted the bowl and ate like crazy: "Even if I ate a lot, I didn't absorb much."

He pulled up his blouse, exposing his abdomen, holding his breath: "I've lost weight."

Lian Xiao couldn't deny this point, sleeping with him last night, Lian Xiao felt that he was a little thicker than him, but he was strong, so he was still complacent about it.

Lian Xiao said: "I know an earthen prescription, which can regulate the stomach, and it is said to be very effective."

Liao Ran and Lao Wang looked at him seriously at the same time: "What?"

He straightened his face and said seriously: "Drink the boy's urine."

"Shit!" The two said in unison again.

Old Wang glanced at him: "Do you have a child pee?"

"I..." Lian Xiao choked for a moment.

Lao Wang is so good at observing words and expressions, he raised his eyelids: "Could you still be a child?"

"..."

Even Xiao's face turned black, but he really couldn't refute it!

"Pfft."

Liao Ran snickered, and the bowl as big as a basin in his hand shook with laughter.

Lian Xiao turned his head and glared at him: "Laughing fart! You are not the same?! It doesn't count if you masturbate yourself!"

"So what," Liao Ran didn't think anything of his virginity, "I have my pride."

"Have a fart pride."

It's fine if they don't warm up, and they run on him, Lian Xiao really wants to beat Liao Ran up.

Lao Wang yawned, half-closed his eyelids: "Then you two blow each other, boy and body duo."

Lian Xiao: "..."

Liao Ran: "..."

After eating, no one wanted to move anymore, until the canteen aunt closed the door to thank the guests with a final roar, Lao Li lazily took down everyone's bowls and chopsticks.

Before he left, he hadn't thought of sweeping up the trash on the wooden floor.

Lian Xiao was a bit obsessive-compulsive, and couldn't stand it, he got up and picked up the garbage shovel and broom, and cleaned it up: "Old Li is the most honest innkeeper I've ever met, not only helping cook, but also washing dishes. "

"Also help advance the money," Liao Ran smiled and looked at Lao Wang, "You understand best."

"I don't understand," Old Wang Bie started, "Is it black? I'll lead the team."

"I'm going to take out the trash."

"I'm packing the easel."

The two of them hid like plague gods.

"Oh, then you missed the best chance to become the king."

Lian Xiao looked back at him: "What rank are you?"

"bronze."

Liao Ran said again: "It's Bronze Three, have you considered the feelings of Bronze Two and Bronze One?"

Lian Xiao couldn't help laughing.

It was almost dark, and Lao Li came to the rooftop: "Shall we go to the bar?"

Of the three cripples on the sofa, two got up, and only Lao Wang was lying still.

He formed a team with others and was chased and scolded. He was very upset, and now he has no intention of walking.

He pointed to the glass room bar next to him: "Isn't there one here? Beer and singers, all of them."

"Xiao Lei is on leave tonight," Lao Li said, "No one is singing."

Lao Wang moved his body and sank more completely into the sofa: "Then I will sing for you."

"Who wants to listen to your chicken voice?" Liao Ran asked Lao Li, "What did you tell him in the first place? You made an appointment at the bar of our inn?"

"It still takes about...to go to the toilet and turn a corner." Lian Xiao looked at the group of people sitting in a row eating instant noodles in the glass room, "Also, can that be considered a bar?"

Lao Li said, "I didn't make an appointment here."

He looked at Lao Wang again: "Shall we go? If not, the three of us will go by ourselves."

Old Wang sighed: "Let's go, let's go, but it's agreed, no one else is allowed to go tonight, especially my sister, I'm afraid of strangers."

"Afraid you still open a shop?" Lao Li smiled, "Okay, let's go."

Lian Xiao and Liao Ran walked behind, he touched Liao Ran with his shoulder, and asked, "What's the situation with the girl? Does Lao Li often do that outside?"

"How?"

Lian Xiao pursed his lips: "It's just nonsense..."

Liao Ran bared: "What are you thinking, little brother, why are you thinking so obscenely?"

"Don't call me little brother, I'm old."

Liao Ran glanced down: "It's the little girl in the inn. Many people come here for Lao Li's name. If he says to go clubbing, he can go out with someone who strengthens the camp."

"Oh," Lian Xiao nodded, "I'm a fan of thousands of people."

"Like me," Liao Ran said beautifully, "Oh, by the way, should we drink the half bottle of white wine left over from yesterday?"

"Farewell, let you drink with Doudou."

"Nonsense, my son can't drink."

Lian Xiao smiled: "My son can't drink very much, he will faint when he drinks it."

Liao Ran walked down two steps of stairs with his shoulders on his shoulders, before realizing: "Fuck! Go to hell!"

As he spoke, he pushed Lian Xiao, and pulled back immediately. Lian Xiao swayed for a moment, feeling that the whole world had completed the whole process of overturning and reshaping in one go, and was startled.

"Fuck, you're fucking dead! You scared me to death!"

When they went downstairs, a few girls saw Lao Li and asked him where he was going.

Lao Li has walked through thousands of rivers and mountains, and usually looks a little deep and cool, with such a slight attraction.

Xu Li and Wei Sisi just came back from outside, with big bags and small bags, like nouveau riche going shopping in the city.

"Boss!" Xu Li yelled, "Where are you going?"

She saw Lao Li and the four of them walking down the stairs, as if they were descending from heaven, their eyes were all bright.

"I didn't go anywhere, so I went out for a walk." Lao Li returned.

Wei Sisi, who was standing behind Xu Li, leaned over and looked over: "Really?"

They were in pairs, with "I want to be high tonight" written on their faces, who would believe it.

Lao Li found an excuse to sneak away, and took the three of them straight to a bar opened by his friend in Guzhen.

There are not as many bars in the ancient town as there are in the ancient city, but there are also many people. The bar they came in was remodeled from a wooden building. The room is not big, and there are seven or eight tables crowded around the bar. The small stage was already filled with five tables.

Lao Li found a table by the wall and sat down, and ordered a beer from the waiter who greeted him.

Liao Ran took off his coat: "Wu Xiang isn't there? I didn't see it in the store."

Lao Li said, "I didn't ask when I came here."

The singer was a male singer with a hoarse voice, and he sang a long shepherd song in the language of the nomads on the grassland.

Lian Xiao felt that there was wind in the room, so he put Liao Ran's coat back on his shoulders: "Put it on, don't catch a cold again."

Liao Ran changed out of the cashmere sweater before going out. He felt that his neck was pierced for a whole day and was almost riddled with holes. He felt extremely uncomfortable, so he put on a cotton jacket.

Liao Ran glanced back, Lian Xiao was very calm when he spoke, he did not refuse, stretched out his arm into a sleeve, then turned forward, Lian Xiao put the clothes on the other side, and he pulled out the other hand wear it.

Lian Xiao just waited for Liao Ran to put on a coat so naturally.

After putting them on, the two sat down as if they had nothing to do, and Lao Li and Lao Wang looked away.

Lao Wang continued to fight his ranking, and clicked his tongue: "The most annoying is this kind of girl playing ranking, so just play hard, and give out dog food."

Liao Ran asked him, "How did you send it?"

"Public screen chat."

Lian Xiao didn't believe it: "They still have time to show their affection? Aren't they all scolding you?"

Lao Wang suddenly became ill: "Can you still have a good chat?"

The waiter brought a bundle of small bottles of beer. Lao Li took the car key and cut open the plastic film of the package. He put a bottle in front of him and gave Lao Wang a bottle. He originally wanted to give a bottle of Liao Ran's, but after thinking about it He simply placed the two bottles in front of Lian Xiao and let him arrange them.

"You'd better stop drinking," Lian Xiao said, "Today's illness just happened, so let's take care of it."

Liao Ran was not happy: "If I don't drink, I might as well stay in the inn and eat instant noodles."

Lian Xiao saw that the bottle of beer was not much, so he moved a bottle for him: "This bottle is the target for tonight, is there any more?"

"Damn," Liao Ran wondered, "I might as well just die last night. Can I exchange this bottle of beer for a cigarette?"

"Only the filter part can be changed."

With a sullen face, Liao Ran grabbed the bottle opener and unscrewed the cap of the beer, putting half a bottle in front of her mouth.

There are several resident singers in the bar, some of them will go to other places after singing this show, and some of them will come to make guest appearances for friendship.

The one currently singing on the stage is quite suitable for Lian Xiao, with a rough voice and the feeling of a desert wolf, and the roar from time to time is very enjoyable.

Of course, he prefers Liao Ran's voice. On the night of the barbecue party, Liao Ran sat with his guitar in the smoke rising from the grill and hummed softly, which gave him a particularly beautiful imagination and brought him back to high school. afternoon.

Liao Ran, who was wearing a white shirt, was sitting on the balcony handrail at the corner of the stairs, with her schoolbag and school uniform still on the corner of the floor.

There was a five-line staff at his feet, the corners of which had been torn off. Liao Ran was humming a somewhat stubborn song to the staff.

Lian Xiao put his hands in his trouser pockets and stood on the top step of the stairs listening to music. His school uniform was covered with graffiti, which was painted by Liao Ran. The two of them just made up a couple's clothes.

The director of the academic affairs office saw them doing this, and they scolded them all over the face.

The two laughed wantonly, ran to an empty corner, looked at each other and giggled for a long time, and couldn't help but slapped each other.

Lian Xiao touched Liao Ran's ears, and then used one finger to draw the line of his soft lips.

"Where the wind blows, the road is still far away. Where is your story?"

After singing "The Ordinary Road" by Pu Shu, the audience applauded, pulling Lian Xiao back from the fantasy world.

The singer got down from the chair, helped the microphone, and said a few words: "I am very happy tonight. I have a friend who I met when I entered Tibet. At that time, I think he It’s crazy, I bought a horse in Shangri-La, let the locals train it for half a month, and rode in by myself.”

The people in the audience began to have sparse discussions, after all, this move is really impossible for ordinary people.

The singer went on to say: "The first time I saw him was when I saw the Namjagbarwa Peak. I was driving off-road. He was riding a horse with a bag on his back and luggage on his horse. Going little by little, it's kind of like wandering."

The singer smiled: "I was thinking at that time, is this guy's brain frozen or something? Why do you have a horse if you are so kind? Why can't you just walk? Later, when I camped I met him again, we chatted for a while, and I thought we had a good chat, and I made him a hot pot meal very generously. The base material was an exclusive secret recipe specially made by me in Chongqing! I have been reluctant to eat it That buddy almost took the pot away in the end, there was no soup residue left, and I only drank a bowl, I guess he was hungry and crazy all the way."

There was a lot of laughter at the scene, and even Lao Wang, who had been addicted to fighting and killing, raised his head. He was in the resurrection area in the game, and finally they won the round.

Lian Xiao turned his head and saw that Liao Ran was also looking at him and smiling. The two lifted the beer bottle to touch each other and took a sip.

"It's really all memories," the singer concluded. "During the journey, the people you met, the scenery you saw, the mountains you climbed, and the water you waded through, all became memories afterwards, and you will never forget them in your life." No."

"it is good!"

"well said!"

He said that the people in the audience were boiling. The backpackers here might not have traveled enough kilometers to circle the earth several times.

The singer picked up a bottle of beer on the bar, motioned to a person in the corner, and took a sip of the bottle.

The man stood up and returned a bottle to him. Lian Xiao looked over and saw that the lights in the bar were colorful, but he could see the man standing up with shoulder-length hair and a chin full of stubble. He has a deep, three-dimensional nose, and sharp-edged face, as if blown out by the strong wind on the plateau. His smile is very light, which can be easily remembered in the crowd.

He just stood there for a while, and after sitting down, he kept staring at the singer on the stage, listening to him sing an old Cantonese song, Leslie Cheung's classic "Love For You" with the most affectionate male voice.

"have fallen for you

pour my sincerity

Please cherish this love

Then a hundred years of your life

Use that true infatuation to testify"