Give me back my tail

The video call, which lasted sixteen and fifty-eight seconds, hung up.

Zhao Zecheng took off the piece of paper that he deliberately stuck in front of the camera, turned around, and faced Yan Zhibin's face.

Yan Zhibin stood in the wind, blowing from the northwest, with a lower temperature than this land, carrying sand and stones on people's faces, making Yan Zhibin's hair fly.

"When did you come out?" Zhao Zecheng was amused by him, and asked him with a short laugh.

"Before you said I liked you too." Yan Zhibin said.

It was rare for him to see Zhao Zecheng's eyes without disdain, and even a little serious. He frowned and asked him, "Are you really here this time?"

"What's true?" Zhao Zecheng joked as if he didn't care, "Your brother, when did I not give my sincerity and my real body?"

Zhao Zecheng put away the mobile phone in his hand, walked to Yan Zhibin, put his arms around Yan Zhibin's shoulders, and wanted to pull him away: "Don't stand still, the wind is so strong, go in first."

The two walked a few more steps in the strong wind, and when they approached the door of the house, Yan Zhibin caught him again.

"That's the problem." Yan Zhibin frowned, "The wind is so strong, why do you have to come out?"

Zhao Zecheng glanced at him, and was about to say something, when Yan Zhibin continued: "Because the signal in the room is not good, I can't video, right?"

"You didn't use video before, and you wouldn't run all over the mountain in a panic without a signal for a day. You wouldn't..." Yan Zhibin pointed to his feet, "The goal has been achieved, and you are still here to coax people with a good voice."

The wind was still strong, and the hill they were standing on was a bit off.

It is dark in a radius of dozens of kilometers, only here is a small hut, which uses its own generator to produce not much light.Like a tiny dot of light in a huge painting against a black background, the small ones are barely visible.

This is a two-in-one site for geological survey and meteorological monitoring 30 kilometers away from Jinnan City.This time, in addition to Zhao Zecheng and Yan Zhibin, there are also a few newcomers under his command. Because the place is too small, everyone can't sleep, so they can only sit on the floor and occasionally doze off.

Zhao Zecheng pursed his lips and did not refute.

Yan Zhibin looked at him with sad eyes that hesitated to speak, and he didn't know who was thinking about it, so he asked Zhao Zecheng: "Then what are you going to tell him?"

Zhao Zecheng didn't ask him what to say, and he didn't have time.

The next moment the door was opened by a newcomer in a hurry. He was holding a retro compass that did not fit the atmosphere of the times. However, there was a very technological 3D projection on it, showing a group of mountain peaks in three-dimensional incense. , and a red dot that is conspicuous among the many mountains and rivers.

The red dot was moving rapidly away from them.

"Appeared!!" The newcomer shouted at them excitedly.

Both Yan Zhibin and Zhao Zecheng's expression froze, Zhao Zecheng said something to Yan Zhibin, and took the compass in his hand.

The man's scream overwhelmed the sound of Qian Nuo's bathing water. He washed off the last bit of foam, put his slender hand on the knob of the water valve, endured it but still couldn't hold it back, clenched his fist and hammered it to the water. The hammer is off.

At this time, Yang Lun was lying on one leg, and the other leg was propped on the ground, his hands were crossed and Fu Yi forced them to turn them over his head, his posture was distorted and funny.

Yang Lun is the person Qian Nuo hooked up with at the bar tonight. He has three generations of roots in B City. His mother is in politics and his father is in business.

The eldest young master has been subject to wind and rain since he was a child, and he has hardly suffered, let alone being pressed against the wall.

Hearing the sound of Qian Nuo opening the door, he looked for some kind of savior, screamed loudly, and called Qian Nuo the nickname he used outside: "kenny!"

"Call the police!" Yang Lun yelled at him, and just after he finished yelling, Fu Yin slammed his knee against his lower back, and suddenly he lost his voice in pain.

Qian Nuo frowned heavily. This was the fifth time Fu Yin had inexplicably meddled in his good deeds in the past few days, which made him very impatient.

"What are you going to do?" Qian Nuo asked with a suppressed temper.

Yang Lun misunderstood Qian Nuo's words, and after recovering, he called him to call the police.

"I didn't call him here! I don't even know how he got in!" Yang Lun was a little terrified. This hotel was one of his father's properties, and he seemed to find it hard to believe that there would be such a low-level security problem.

Qian Nuo ignored him, he walked straight through the seats and debris lying on the ground, walked up to the two of them, and glanced at Fu Yin.

Fu Yin was also looking at him, with eyes that mixed hurt and condemnation.

Qian Nuo was very upset every time he watched it.

He rolled his eyes at Fu Yin: "You let him go first."

Fu Yin was very obedient and let go immediately.

Freed, Yang Lun jumped behind Qian Nuo in two or three steps.He wanted to grab someone directly, but the aura between Kenny and this terrifying uncle was a bit weird, so he didn't dare to act rashly, and he didn't want to appear too useless, so he just hid half a meter behind Qian Nuo , asked him in a low voice: "Do you know this person?"

He thought of a possibility, and his face became a little indescribable: "You, your partner?"

"No." Qian Nuo quickly denied it.

Fu Yin's eyes hurt even more, and he refuted Qian Nuo with very short words: "Yes."

Yang Lun didn't know who to trust, Fu Yin quickly said: "I proposed, and you also accepted the ring. Hundreds of people watched it, and there is also a video."

"Damn it," Qian Nuo almost couldn't catch his breath, "Why did I accept you? I don't know why? I gave you back the ring and the car, and I didn't sue you for fraud because of my relationship with the office. Not good, or I will let you go?"

Yang Lun was at a loss when he heard it in the middle.

Fu Yin said very irritating words softly: "The office can't do anything to me."

Qian Nuo couldn't bear it any longer, and casually picked up an ashtray from the coffee table and threw it at it.

Fu Yin naturally avoided it, but when an ashtray as thick as it hit the wall, it was torn apart, creating a big hole.

Yang Lun unconsciously took half a step back, a little frightened.

Qian Nuo grew up like this, his calf was not as thick as his arm, and Yang Lun was fed up with his weakness. He never imagined that such a person could smash an ashtray into pieces.

After all, he was still a half-grown child who hadn't experienced much in the world, and at this time, he believed Fu Yin's words more, thinking that the two of them were just a quarrelsome couple, and he might be just a tool used by others to stimulate each other.

Yang Lun didn't have the guts to express his dissatisfaction here, he simply said to go first, and then ran away.

Qian Nuo and Fu Yin were left behind, staring at each other speechlessly.

It was Qian Nuo who moved first, he was tired of talking about rolling, and he didn't bother to talk anymore, rolled his eyes at Fu Yin again, opened the door and walked out wearing a bathrobe.

The carpet in the hotel was very thick and the sound insulation was good, so no footsteps could be heard, but Fu Yin called his name very softly, and there was no sound of closing the door, Qian Nuo knew that Fu Yin had followed.

The two walked through the long and narrow corridor one after the other. Qian Nuo didn't want to share a room with Fu Yin in the elevator, so he went straight up the stairs.

Fu Yin didn't speak all the time, but at this moment he suddenly opened his mouth and said softly, "Be careful when you go up the stairs."

He was always like this, as if he seemed so pitiful but couldn't leave, making Qian Nuo feel an indescribable irritability whenever he stayed with him.

Qian Nuo hated his rusticity, hated his pursuit, hated his affectionate style, and even more hated his powerful mana, which he couldn't beat or scold, what he hated the most... He said those horrible symptoms, During this period of time, it unexpectedly appeared on Qian Nuo to a greater or lesser extent.

The two of them walked to the entrance of the hall, and Qian Nuo was about to go out, but Fu Yin held him back, but Qian Nuo reacted violently and threw him away.

"Don't touch me." Qian Nuo said.

Fu Yin showed that hurt expression again, and he glanced at him silently, as if he was thinking of something, after waiting, he took off his thin trench coat and handed it to Qian Nuo.

"At least wear some clothes." Fu Yinchao took a look outside and said worriedly, "It's October, and the wind is cool, otherwise I'll drive here, and I'll see you off, okay?"

Qian Nuo didn't reach out to pick it up, he wanted to go straight away, but was pulled by Fu Yin endlessly.

Qian Nuo was almost on the verge of erupting, and he didn't care whether there was anyone in the hall or not, and directly cursed: "Get out!"

The eyes of passers-by were clearly looking over.

Fu Yin saw that he would not answer, so he unfolded his windbreaker and wanted to cover him: "...wear some..."

At this time, Fu Yin seemed to be different from the man who just broke into the house illegally and was able to press Yang Lun with one hand. He became a middle-aged and honest man who perfectly matched his appearance. He stood here because he liked the beautiful little boy in front of him. The one I like doesn't know what to do, but I can only be helpless and sad when I am let down by him.

Such a combination is too eye-catching, just standing there, it attracted a lot of attention, and 180 stories could be made out of thin air.

Qian Nuo was so annoyed that he wished he could travel back to a few weeks ago and beat himself to death while sitting in Fu Yin's car.

At that time, Qian Nuo was only looking for a change of taste, the playboy ate too much, and wanted to find an honest man to hang out with.What's more, Fu Yin looked like someone who had been married for a while, he thought it wouldn't last long.

It never occurred to Qian Nuo that he would be entangled inextricably after a few weeks, and would be spoiled for no other reason than what he was best at, so that he would have to hustle and bustle in the hall where people come and go. as the condemned party.

Fu Yin held up his clothes and pestered him in front of him, neither advancing nor retreating, just looking at him.

"If you don't want to wear it, can you go by car?" After a while, he said again. Fu Yin frowned. and you both-"

Qian Nuo exploded when he heard that word, he almost wanted to scream: "No! There is no baby at all, stop imagining!"

Panting for breath, Qian Nuo didn't know whether to tell himself or Fu Yin, he spoke quickly and authentically: "I'm a man, where did the child come from?"

"No." Fu Yin took two steps towards him, watched Qian Nuo retreat defensively, then stopped again, "I can feel the baby..."

Fu Yin couldn't finish, because Qian Nuo interrupted him by yelling.

"you shut up!"

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Moving recently (it's always so much going on...)