Things can always be paired successfully

When it was time to leave, Yang Sang said that she would give her paintings to Lian Xiao and Liao Ran.

They didn't dare to take it. If they really took it, they would have to carry the little girl's drawing board away.

In the end, Liao Ran took pictures of both paintings with her mobile phone, and encouraged Yang Sang to stick to her dream, not to forget her original aspirations, not to be afraid of difficulties, to brave the wind and waves, and to face up.

Lian Xiao: "..."

"You are fighting a tough battle."

Liao Ran shook her finger: "Persisting on your dreams is a silent battle. If you don't understand, you will deny yourself and doubt yourself one day. Your enemy is not only disapproval from others, but also yourself."

Lian Xiao retracted his neck, then raised his hand to touch Liao Ran's forehead.

Liao Ran blinked: "Why?"

"Let me see if you have a fever." Lian Xiao touched himself again, and after confirming that the other party was still normal, he said, "Is this still the brother Ran I know? He speaks so seriously, and he is quite right."

Liao Ran curled her lips: "I feel it."

"Yeah," Lian Xiao nodded, "I'm completely reborn."

Liao Ran slapped him unhappily.

It was after eight o'clock in the evening when I left Gesang's house, and there were very few pedestrians on the street.

The nighttime temperature in Shangri-La is already very low. It is estimated that it is only a few degrees at the moment, and it will be close to zero in the middle of the night.

The wind was so strong that Liao Ran put his arms around Lian Xiao's waist.

"Damn," Lian Xiao shuddered, "You scared me."

"Why? Can't you hug me anymore?" Liao Ran sniffled and almost sneezed.

"Hug, hug, poor boy." Lian Xiao grabbed his hand and took it into his pocket, then rubbed it together, and the two pitifully frozen puppies warmed each other up.

"Hey," Lian Xiao said again, "Hold on tight, when the wind gets stronger, you won't be blown over a few hills."

Liao Ran glared at him: "I'm not as floating as you. Have you touched enough? My hands are torn!"

After he finished speaking, he withdrew his hand, which aroused Lian Xiao's dissatisfaction on the spot.

"You white-eyed wolf, take your hand away as soon as it gets warm, and don't care about me!"

Liao Ran bared: "Your hands are colder than mine."

After speaking, he put his hand back into Lian Xiao's pocket.

Lao Wang, who was walking behind them, was playing Glory of Kings with his mobile phone. He had just dragged others down for a game, and when he looked up, he saw these two guys spreading love everywhere.

He said coldly: "It's really cold, you two go fuck yourself, you can't stand it."

The few of them did not rush back to the inn, but turned into the ancient city of Dukezong.

December is really the off-season here. There are not many tourists on the street, and many shops are closed for holiday.

The street is very depressed, not as lively as Lijiang at night.

But Lian Xiao quite liked being so quiet, so he could just walk quietly on the street with Liao Ran, and he could do some little tricks.

Liao Ran looked up and saw a post office in front of him, so he smiled and said, "Would you like to send some postcards there?"

"Ah, I sent it in Lijiang, so I won't send it here."

Liao Ran pouted: "You haven't sent it to me yet."

"You..." Lian Xiao was speechless, "You fucking sleep next to me, and I sent you a ghost?"

"Go away, ghost, don't send it to me, keep it for yourself."

Lian Xiao smiled: "Then I'll go in and send you one."

This world is really, really small. The four of them were shocked when they first entered the post office.

Xu Li: "Huh?! Boss?! Brother Ran?! Why are you here?!"

Wei Sisi, who was sitting next to her and writing seriously, also raised her head with a look of disbelief: "Wow! I can meet you here too."

Right now Lian Xiao wanted to drag Liao Ran outside, and Lao Li also had the same idea.

The corner of Lao Li's mouth twitched: "Well, come here to play."

"So did we. We carpooled here with someone else today," Xu Li said eloquently, "Oh, the guy who carpooled had bad breath, and he kept chattering like a machine gun when he got in the car. The smell is really sour. , I really want to kick him out of the car halfway!"

Wei Sisi covered her heart, still in shock: "If we knew that the boss was coming, we would come here together."

Seeing the malicious glances of the two girls, Lian Xiao couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they didn't share the same car, otherwise he would have jumped off without waiting for others to kick him.

The two sisters chatted with them for a while, and even made an appointment for a dinner, saying that it was a moment to witness the sacredness of friendship, and then they left after stuffing a large dozen postcards into the mailbox in a particularly grand manner.

Lian Xiao chooses postcards at the post office: "Can Saturn receive postcards?"

"I'm afraid I can't at the moment," Liao Ran smiled, "Send me Lao Li's inn, it's half my home, my hometown on Earth."

Lian Xiao smiled: "Illegally occupying other people's fixed assets, why don't you ask Lao Li if he is willing?"

Liao Ran snapped Lao Li's fingers, and Lao Li, who was sitting on the side looking at his phone, looked up without protesting.

Lian Xiao chose a postcard with the sun shining on the Meili Snow Mountain, and he handed it to Liao Ran, asking, "Is it pretty? Do you like it?"

Liao Ran: "..."

"You have shown me now, and I will receive it when the time comes, so what a surprise!"

"..."

"That's right," Lian Xiao smirked and scratched his face, "Then I'll change it."

He just wanted to put it down, but he couldn't bear it anymore, after all, he just took a fancy to this picture.

Before coming, he did some homework, saying that seeing the picture of the Meili Snow Mountain shining on the Jinshan Mountain would bring good luck, and he wanted to send this entrustment to Liao Ran.

So he said: "Just pretend you haven't read it. Or don't peek at me while I'm writing! Absolutely don't!"

Liao Ran waved his hand: "You let me read it, but I still don't want to read it. The characters are so ugly, I might as well read the oracle bone inscriptions written by Lao Wang."

Lao Wang's character is also very bad. Now he is sitting on a high stool, his legs are stretched out and he wants to hook the ground.

Lao Wang sent it to his nephew, who was preparing for the high school entrance examination, and sent him some good luck. The postcard said, if he can be admitted to the ideal high school, he will be given a good-looking skin, so don't rush.

Lao Wang was halfway through writing at the moment, and when he heard Liao Ran hurt him, he turned his head very unhappy: "Why didn't you freeze your tongue off just now outside."

Lian Xiao deliberately found a corner, took a breath, blew the tabletop clean, and then rubbed it with the back of his hand until the tabletop was reflective, and then he spread the postcard on it.

"Pfft."

Liao Ran stood beside him and smiled: "You didn't tell me earlier, I'll give you a wet tissue and you can wipe it slowly."

"Damn it, why are you lingering, you have been hiding so far and haven't avoided you!" Lian Xiao took the postcard back, as if afraid of being robbed, "Didn't you say that you are not allowed to peek!"

"Don't read or read," Liao Ran covered his eyes, "I'll just listen to how many words you wrote. If you write fewer words than Zhang Xiaohong, you will die tonight."

"You can hear it, why don't you become an agent!" Lian Xiao cursed.

Liao Ran giggled.

"No," Lian Xiao also smiled, "You still remember that postcard, you said it was a gift in return, Zhang Xiaohong sent me a wooden postcard from Wuzhen, I heard that there are 31 pieces, so I won't write much Braille, I can't bear it with my conscience."

"Your words are so worthless," Liao Ran clicked his tongue, "It's worth a dollar each."

"All right, all right! Can I write you an essay as head office?" Lian Xiao Mozhe said, "Oh no, your name is so difficult to write, and your word "Liao" is even better than Zhang Xiaohong, okay?"

Liao Ran couldn't help laughing again.

Lian Xiao felt that he was annoying, so he didn't write for a long time, so he kicked him away, and when he was about to write, something went wrong again.

"Hey, what, how do you write that Liao character?"

As soon as Lian Xiao said this, everyone present, including the post office staff, was shocked.

Liao Ran smiled: "Are you illiterate? Your brain is full of muscles, right?!"

Lian Xiao: "..."

When he really wanted to write, Lian Xiao felt that the pen in his hand would sweat.

What should I write to Liao Ran?His mind was in turmoil.

He used to write classmate records for some classmates. When he couldn't write, he changed to painting, but Liao Ran was in this business. It's strange that he laughed until he retired when he couldn't see the painting.

After Lao Wang finished writing, he found that there was a self-made commemorative postmark in the post office: "It's just right, the postmark with a snow mountain is very nice."

Lian Xiao was tortured by writing to the point of going crazy. When he heard Lao Wang say this, he simply went to cover some and then came back to write.

He took a look at the postmarks, and there were those engraved with Dukezong Ancient City, Meili Snow Mountain, and Songzanlin Temple.

"What are you covering?" He hesitated, "You have to be careful..."

The post office staff thought that Lian Xiao’s brain was not well developed, and looked at him with a caring look: “You can cover all three, and it will not affect your sending. This is not the official stamp of the post office, as long as it is not stamped There's the stamp."

Lian Xiao instantly felt relieved, picked up one and pressed it with a snap.

"The property is held jointly." Old Wang stood with his hands crossed on his chest, leaning against the wall and watching.

Lian Xiao: "?"

He picked up another one, found a blank space and covered it again.

"The child is raised together." Old Wang muttered again.

Lian Xiao turned to look at him: "What?"

When the third postmark was stamped, Lao Wang clapped his hands: "Congratulations to Lian Xiao Liaoran for completing the registration, you are legally married."

other people:"……"

Liao Ran bought one himself when Lian Xiao was crazy about how to write a postcard, and he wanted to send it to Lian Xiao secretly.

He wrote very fast, and he knew the words he wanted to write long ago, and he wrote them in a few swipes, and then secretly threw them into the mailbox like a thief while Lian Xiao was not paying attention.

When Lian Xiao quickly scratched off a layer of scalp, he choked out such a sentence: "I don't know what to write. I haven't prepared it at all. You should know what I want to write in your heart, right? If you don't know, you can continue Yes I do!"

After reading it, he himself collapsed, what the hell did he write.

After Liao Ran received it, he probably didn't want to laugh at him, but maybe chased him all over the street and beat him.

Lao Wang bought a bottle of Coke, stood beside him with a straw inserted, and drank it loudly. He said lightly: "Don't worry too much about it. It's not sure whether the postcard will be received or not. It's done right away."

"..."

Lian Xiao lowered his eyelashes: "Thank you for reminding me."

"You're welcome."