dangerous love song

Hu Jiadan was worried about their small movements in the bedroom, and couldn't help but panic. After Long Jue walked out slowly under the call, Hu Jiadan was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

Living under the same roof with Zhimei Lunzhu, after a long time, Hu Jiadan has more and more worries, and he is getting more and more concerned about Long Jue, wishing that he and Long Jue can move out of here, but Long Jue is twelve Hu Jiadan is very displeased that there is no Zhimei Lunzhu in the residence, which makes Hu Jiadan's teeth itch secretly.

Four people living together is not a problem, but three people living together is a dangerous relationship, Hu Jiadan always thinks so.

How can Long Jue be willing to leave Zhimei Lunzhu?This is a thorny question that annoys Hu Jiadan almost to the point of madness.

During the long holidays in the Gregorian calendar, Hu Jiadan was overjoyed like rain after a long drought. Although the holiday was only eight or nine days, Hu Jiadan still decided to go on a trip alone with Long Jue, enjoying the two without Zhimei Lunzhu. people world.

The night before the holiday, the three of them were playing poker in the living room, and the TV was playing a love TV series at eight o'clock. They only listened to the sound, and their eyes were all betting on the poker in their hands.

When playing the cards, Hu Jiadan announced what he had decided privately: "I have booked a train ticket, and I will go to the next provincial city with Ah Jue tomorrow."

Long Jue didn't know it all the time. After hearing this, he glanced at Hu Jiadan and said strangely: "Have you discussed it with me? Why do I feel like I haven't said that I want to go out with you...?"

Hu Jiadan changed the positions of the poker cards in his hand and arranged them in order, and replied: "I decided on the spur of the moment, of course you don't know, but I have already booked a train ticket, I don't think you will not go. "

The feeling of forcing the pressure on the top of the head is not a good feeling. Long Jue was very embarrassed at first, but thinking that traveling is a good thing, he didn't care about Hu Jiadan's cutting first and playing later.

Hu Jiadan suddenly raised his eyes, glanced at Zhimei Lunzhu, and made a special reminder: "Let me declare first, I only booked two tickets, only for me and Ah Jue, not for you, so don't follow along like a brazen face." .”

Zhimei Lunzhu's eyes were fixed on the cards in her hand, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised, with a very gentle smile, and she replied: "I have my own plan, and it will not prevent you from opening a house for your honeymoon."

Hu Jiadan answered: "It's best to take this opportunity to have an affair or something, find a boyfriend or girlfriend, I don't mind if one more person moves in here."

Long Jue frowned slightly, under the table, raised his toes slightly, and deliberately kicked Hu Jiadan's calf.

Hu Jiadan also frowned slightly, opened his mouth and raised his voice, fearing that the whole world would not know, he deliberately shouted: "I'm right, what do you mean by kicking me?"

Now that this little trick has been made known to the world, Long Jue does not deny it, but advises: "Zhimei has said long ago that she does not want to fall in love and does not want to get married. If you say that, it will put pressure on him..."

Hu Jiadan appeared to be careless on the outside, but he was confident in his heart and words: "Four people are better than three people, and it also saves the bachelor who can't stand loneliness and becomes a wolf in the family."

Long Jue couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and couldn't help but said: "Hey, don't talk to Zhimei like this again, is it okay, he is the owner of the house anyway, so he must be forced to cut off the bottom and become a eunuch! He just likes to make money, and there is something wrong with that." ? A man only wants to make money, and making money for the sake of making money is called skill!"

Hu Jiadan drew a card, inserted it between the few poker cards that had just been arranged in the order in his hand, and lightly uttered a "cut" sound in a sarcastic tone, which was enough to express his denial attitude towards the above sentence .

Zhimei Lunzhu has always been very calm, turning a deaf ear to their conversation, and only staring at the cards in his hand and the unused cards stacked upside down on the table, as if he has learned advanced Buddhism, so calm It's unbelievable.

Hu Jiadan played the card again, his mouth was still not idle, he opened his lips and continued: "Jue, let's go to bed early tonight, the train at [-] o'clock tomorrow morning!"

Long Jue didn't say a word, he buried his head in counting the cards in his hand, and then, three cards were dealt out at once.

At six o'clock in the morning, the climate on the plateau was as cold as winter. Hu Jiadan woke up at this time, glanced at the clock, pushed the man beside him who was still sleeping like a dead pig, and opened a gap in the other's eyes, consciousness When he was in a daze, he grabbed his arm and pulled it up in one breath.

Long Jue hunched his back slightly, lost energy after being woken up, opened his mouth wide and let out two sleepy yawns, and asked feebly, "What time is it?"

Hu Jiadan said solemnly: "It's six past five!"

Long Jue rolled his eyes, fell back, lay on the bed, and lazily said: "It's still so early! Isn't it the eight o'clock train? Let's sleep a little longer..." He turned over and continued to sleep.

Hu Jiadan yelled in Long Jue's ear: "We have to arrive at the train station half an hour earlier! Departure at seven!"

Long Jue had no choice but to raise his upper body, yawned again, and climbed out of bed helplessly.

At 55:[-], they went out with their backpacks on their shoulders. Before Long Jue stepped out of the threshold, he deliberately glanced at Zhimei Lunzhu's bedroom and stared at the tightly closed door for a few seconds. Under the urging, slowly closed the door.

The train departed from Migan City, crossed the Nyainqentanglha Mountains, and stopped at the provincial capital next door. This process was very slow, because the route was too long, and the long train made many turns on the snow-covered plateau. It took a day to pass through countless mountain tunnels.

When the train came to a slow stop, it was already nightfall, and it was time to rest. Hu Jiadan was smart—he had booked a hotel before departure, and when he got off the train, he and Long Jue flew to the hotel.

After sleeping, the next day, at dawn, they started to play to their heart's content. The self-guided tour felt pretty good, and they could go wherever they wanted. The point is that no matter how they play, saving money is a must.

I went to Sichuan and planned to make a big circle in the huge Sichuan. As long as it is a famous scenic spot, as long as the crowds are not too crowded, I will go and have a look and take pictures as souvenirs. The local hot and sour, sweet and spicy, spicy, All kinds of salty and spicy snacks should also be tasted once or twice.

Spicy, this kind of taste, Hu Jiadan especially likes it. He is an expert in eating spicy food. His grandfather is from Sichuan. In addition to keeping the tradition of spicy food, all members of the family always challenge the limit of spicy food. When Jue walked around and visited mountains, rivers and rivers, he would hold a small chili pepper in his mouth from time to time, and when he spoke, his mouth was full of spicy taste.

Long Jue didn't dare to kiss him during this journey. His chili skills were far behind that of Hu Jiadan, who is of Sichuanese descent. Although he liked spicy noodles, he couldn't accept a real hot kiss.

Standing in the scenic area, between the steep mountain walls, the atmosphere here is very quiet, and the tourists pass by silently behind them. Hu Jiadan found this occasion very suitable for taking a kissing selfie, and wanted to take it back in Zhimeilun Showing off in front of Zhu, he took out the camera, aimed at himself and Long Jue, and moved closer to Long Jue's face without saying a word.

Long Jue's nerves reacted swiftly on this occasion. Although his face was expressionless and he didn't make any sound, he raised his right hand and stuffed the head of the unopened mineral water bottle into his pouting mouth. , seems neither emotional nor ruthless.

With the head of the bottle in his mouth, Hu Jiadan stared blankly at Long Jue moving forward. Feeling a little frustrated, he turned off the camera, put it in his jacket pocket, took off the bottle stuck in his mouth, held it in his hand, and followed Go up and follow behind Long Jue, he couldn't help muttering in a low voice, "It's just to take a picture, as for this..."

"Your mouth is full of peppers." Long Jue walked slowly ahead, only replying lightly.

"I've already swallowed it..." Hu Jiadan blurted out full of grievances.

"I don't care, anyway, your mouth is hot, I don't want such a hot kiss." Long Jue was straightforward and straightforward, and he didn't care whether Hu Jiadan would feel uncomfortable after hearing it.

Hu Jiadan let out a breath on the palm of his hand, rubbed it, but didn't feel any spicy taste, and said again in a wronged tone: "It's not spicy, why is it spicy, I don't feel it!"

This topic is actually very boring, and obviously there is no need to continue it. Long Jue pursed his lips, not wanting to express any thoughts, and walked slowly along the plank road overlooking the distant scenery and the abyss below, rubbing lightly with tourists shoulder.

Zhimei Lunzhu is not at home at the moment, driving by himself, leaving Migan City, heading west along the expressway, going westward, starting at five o'clock in the morning and ending at five o'clock in the afternoon, a long-span leap to Mapang Yumco , In the wilderness near this holy lake, there is a village. On the hillside behind the village, there is a temple with red walls and white pagodas, which is very conspicuous.

Zhimei Lunzhu drove into the village, past a group of children playing games, and headed straight for the monastery.

The road in the village was not too narrow, and his car could pass through it smoothly. After passing nine roads and turning nine turns, his car stopped in the open space in front of the temple gate.

After getting out of the car, Zhimei Lunzhu walked slowly through the high main gate, and passed under the noren curtain hanging from the top of the gate with several pieces of white square patchwork patterned with black auspicious knots, treasure wheels and lotus flowers, and passed through In the dark space, walk into the bright second door, and then go through the courtyard.

There was a young lama who had not yet reached the level of guru, who looked as if he was about to go out to do some errands, and came hurriedly from the front. Zhimei Lunzhu went up to meet him, stopped him boldly, and asked, "Is Sunadeshul Rinpoche in?"

The young lama stopped, even if he was in a hurry to go out for business, he would stop and answer: "He is in the retreat room, if you can't find the way, you can ask someone else."

Zhimei Lunzhu thanked the young lama, went on and found a master-level lama who was about forty years old.

Hearing that he wanted to find Rinpoche, the great lama thought that Rinpoche was a man of gold and jade, and seeing that he was a commoner, he hesitated for a few seconds before answering: "What is your business looking for Rinpoche?"

Zhimei Lunzhu said frankly: "I am his strong friend in the early years, and I came to visit today."

The great lama suddenly realized that he gave a light 'oh' before he started to be generous: "I'm not busy now, I can take you to see Rinpoche, come with me." After finishing speaking, he walked ahead and led the way.

Zhimei Lunzhu followed the big lama forward, crossed the long street, detoured for a while, and came to a small courtyard, entered the courtyard, entered a building with red walls and tiles in the courtyard, and walked through half of the inner corridor , the big lama stopped, and he also stopped.

The big lama lifted up the long curtain with auspicious knot patterns first, walked in slowly, made a report, and came out immediately after not taking much time, inviting Zhimei Lunzhu to go in.

Zhimei Lundrup went inside and sat on the open space in front of the young Rinpoche.Rinpoche was sitting on a soft cushion, seeing Zhimei Lunzhu sitting directly on the floor, he couldn't help saying: "Do you want a cushion? I still have it here."

Zhimei Lunzhu replied: "No need."

Rinpoche stopped exchanging greetings, and asked straightforwardly: "We met in the woods more than ten years ago. You said that you would come to me for help in the future. I thought it would be 30 years later. Why is it decades earlier? Didn’t the monster show up?”

Zhimei Lunzhu stated frankly: "It is indeed what you said. I fought against that monster before, and I killed him. I didn't use the limit of my strength to kill him."

Rinpoche thought for a while before saying, "My intuition is telling me, this...doesn't seem to be the real body of a monster?"

Zhimei Lunzhu replied: "Yes, it should be the shadow, but the shadow is part of his power. I killed his shadow, which must have consumed part of his power."

Rinpoche thought about it and said, "I'm still young, and my Taoism is far from that high. I think the monsters must know that you ask me for help, so they deliberately come out to make trouble when my Taoism is not too advanced."

Zhimei Lunzhu affirmed: "It's not just that. His shadow appeared and set a trap for me. I was too careless and fell into the trap."

Rinpoche was slightly taken aback: "What happened to the pure power?"

Zhimei Lunzhu regretted: "There is no way to repair it."

Rinpoche suggested: "Should we tell the nature god about this matter?"

Zhimei Lunzhu confessed: "The nature god told me that this power is like a virgin, there is only one 'first time', and there will be no more after that. Now only my own power is left."

Rinpoche sighed regretfully, and said: "Then we can only do our best, I will contact other Rinpoche, please let us know when the real body of the monster appears."

Zhimei Lunzhu nodded her chin solemnly, then stood up, turned around and was about to leave.

Rinpoche suddenly called out: "Son of Nature!"

Zhimei Lunzhu turned her head, looked at him, and waited for his follow-up words.

Rinpoche suggested again: "Although the pure power bestowed was eliminated by accident, if you maintain a pure and unpolluted heart, pure power will grow from your body. Although it is not as good as what is bestowed by nature, it is better than No good."

Zhimei Lunzhu responded: "Thank you, I understand." She continued to walk and walked out.

The author has something to say: the culprit should still be anemia

But it's uncomfortable to lie down and get up and spin around for 2 seconds

Can only move slowly like a sloth...

Rest for a while, replenish blood well

Everyone, eat more blood-enriching food.