【Yeqing】All in my mind

This kind of activity held by the school is all about participation. Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing came here a few years ago, but the changes are actually a bit big.The location of the evening activities is actually relatively open. Walking out of the B & B is a spacious plain. It is still very beautiful to go out at this time. The red sunset in the sky gradually fades away, the lively colors fade, the sky turns blue, and there are still lingering clouds in the clouds. A trace of burning clouds.The local residents smiled and prepared, and the students from the school ran over to help, but one or two of these people were spoiled at home, and who ever did this kind of work, they were almost a disservice to them, and they were finally driven away with a smile.

Wang Ye patted Zhuge Qing on the shoulder: "Go and have a look."

The uncle only smiled when he saw the two people coming, his Mandarin was not very good, and Wang Ye, a northerner, was struggling to listen, so he turned his head to look at Zhuge Qing.

Zhuge Qing grabbed a handful of ingredients in his hand: "Look what I'm doing, I don't quite understand it."

"Aren't you from the South?"

"Then do you know how many dialects there are in our country?" Zhuge Qing rolled his eyes, "Besides, I followed you when I was five years old, and now I don't have the taste of Beijing movies thanks to my parents."

Wang also smiled: "Look, it's still a little bit."

Zhuge Qing lowered his head, his expression hidden in the evening light, a gust of hot and humid wind blew by, and he smiled softly.

The two of them stood a little off, just a corner where everyone could be seen when they looked up. The last ray of light disappeared inch by inch behind the continuous mountains in the distance, making the expressions at that moment vivid and vivid, and the dancing lights in the distance The fire light made Zhuge Qing's neck a little red, and if you look closely, you can still see the small red bumps bitten by mosquitoes.

"What are you laughing at?" Wang Ye asked.

Zhuge Qing didn't speak, just picked up a fruit and stuffed it into his mouth, wiped his hands and turned to exchange feelings with the peasant girls.

The fruit was sweet and sour when bitten, and the juice was full. Wang also looked at Zhuge Qing's back, against the dark blue sky and the blurred outline of the mountains in the distance, and the bonfire rising in the distance.

"Who is it..." Wang also shook his head.

Wang also found that once Zhuge Qing's chatterbox was opened, it would be a disaster. The peasant girl is simple. At first sight of Zhuge Qing, she thought that this little brother is so handsome, and his face is full of smiles, not to mention that this guy also has a national player who flirts with girls. The nickname was already a celebrity back then, let alone a girl.

However, he also felt that this might not have much to do with Zhuge Qing. In fact, when the two of them distanced themselves to look at each other, and Zhuge Qing was not by his side, they would naturally attract others to approach him. The so-called teasing might not be entirely accurate. Can guess other people's little thoughts.As Fu Rong said, men like Zhuge Qing are really rare these days.

Wang can also guess that this kind of thing is not difficult at all, but the difference between the two of them is that Zhuge Qing is willing to give, he likes to be in the crowd, noisy, willing to deal with people, saying Afraid of trouble, but in fact it is the most troublesome character.He himself is different, or even quite the opposite. He can also deal with these people and satisfy most people, but he can't respond with equivalent enthusiasm. Some feelings are too heavy, so he becomes It is a burden, makes people afraid, and wants to stay away.

But how did Zhuge Qing walk into his field in an open manner?

Even if he later learned about Zhuge Qing's feelings in those years, he didn't think this close relationship was intentional. On the contrary, some things might be interesting to think about. If he compares himself to water, then Zhuge Qing would Like a bonfire by the water, it dances and reflects on it.This kind of cognition makes people feel novel. They are not fatalists, but they can't explain this phenomenon.

He looked at Zhuge Qing's side face by the light of the fire, and suddenly passed a piece of meat to his mouth.

So Zhuge Qing subconsciously froze for a while, and opened his mouth to eat meat.

A lot of dry ingredients and sauces were sprinkled on the meat, and Wang also passed them sideways. Zhuge Qing's mouth was covered with a little bit, and his mouth was so full that he actually shut his mouth for a while.

Wang also withdrew his hand and handed him a piece of paper to wipe his mouth.

"You should take a break. I can't even count those two strokes of yours, but let others read your palm."

"You don't bring demolishers."

"Can't you swallow the meat in your mouth before you speak?"

"Don't change the subject." Zhuge Qing wiped his mouth and grabbed Wang Ye's hand, "Come on, Shanren, let me tell you a fortune, whether it's your studies or your marriage?"

"I don't even want to ask."

"Why don't you follow the script?"

"There's nothing to ask, you can figure it out."

So Zhuge Qing held Wang Ye's hand and talked nonsense, and finally touched the back of the hand with her fingers. The girl smiled and looked at the two of them from the side. The eyes were so straightforward that Wang Ye felt embarrassed, so he turned the page. He slapped Zhuge Qing's palm with his hands.

"Don't just eat, work."

They kept arguing until very late before returning, and Wang also stayed to help pack things. When returning, Zhuge Qing took out the ointment and smeared it on his arms and thighs.

Wang also took a look: "You still have it on the back of your neck."

"Hmm." After Zhuge Qing painted his calf, he turned around at an incredible angle to see for himself, but Wang Ye snatched the ointment halfway.

"Go and lie on your stomach." Wang also sat cross-legged on the side, Zhuge Qing lifted up his clothes, only to find that Zhuge Qing had several red spots on his back.

"It's not itchy either."

Zhuge Qing lay down obediently, the ointment was cool, and Wang Ye took a cotton swab and circled the edge, "Mosquitoes in the mountains are big and poisonous, you said that's how you attract mosquitoes."

"That's why I hate Xia Tian." Zhuge Qing groaned, and suddenly dodged, "Hey, hey, don't touch there!"

"Tsk, you have a bag on your waist." Wang also patted him, right on the waist, "Don't move around."

"itch."

"It's just you who have a lot of things to do, and your whole body is itchy."

"You knew it the first day." Zhuge Qing muttered something in a low voice, but Wang Ye heard it.

Wang also smiled: "I knew it when you were five years old."

So Zhuge Qing silenced instantly.

He was still a big-eyed kid back then, in the words of Wang Ye's mother - this baby looks so juicy.At that time, he didn't want to play mud with the boys in the yard, so some people called him that sissy all day long. Later, the person who called him that was beaten by Wang Ye, and Zhuge Qing was also brought into their small group by him middle.Once when playing hide-and-seek, Zhuge Qing was not very clever at hiding. Wang Ye stretched his head and saw a butt protruding from the corner of the wall. Looking back, he was still wearing overalls.

At that time, the child was dying, and of course Wang also had this kind of annoying time. He originally went up to wake people up, but ran over to tickle them. When Zhuge Qing looked back at him, his eyes were still there. Hanging in tears.

Since then, everyone has said that Wang also beat up that sissy to tears, but of course the words must be behind the person's back.

"It's done, let's hang it."

Zhuge Qing turned his head to look at Wang Ye. He was leaning against the head of the bed with his arm pillowed, and with the other hand he was using his mobile phone to browse Moments.

"How did you sneak a picture of me?"

Wang Ye’s circle of friends updated a new photo. The photo was taken in the evening. In the middle of the bright colors, behind Zhuge Qing is the sky full of clouds and clouds. The red mountains are like a thick and colorful picture scroll. He seems to be looking back for something, at a loss took a quick look.

Wang also smiled, "I thought it looked good, so I took it."

"I'm only that big."

"I didn't even shoot you."

"Then why did you put me in the middle?"

"Because you stand out."

Wang also laughed, and suddenly felt that the fox was really interesting. Zhuge Qing got up and wanted to throw the pillow, but was pressed on the pillow and kissed for a while, and the corners of his eyes were red when he was released again.

"What are you doing! You are avenging yourself!"

So Wang also pinched his nose like a pig: "Permit you to tease your sister and don't allow me to be upset."

All right, all right, you have the final say.Zhuge Qing found a comfortable position to stick to, and the two of them would not be too hot together.

Anyway, the air conditioner is turned down, Zhuge Qing thought.

TBC