Plural Apostles

"Is this a waste?"

"Why not? Maybe in the eyes of people, you know how to enjoy yourself, and Mr. Zhang is asking for trouble, but in my opinion, you are wasting your life and time." Hill coughed, pretending to be serious and said, " Siegfried, you should dedicate your limited life to infinite learning and make your own contribution to the progress of mankind, this is not considered..."

boom!Siegfried tapped Hill's head: "Come on, I won't talk about that Zhang Yongzheng, okay? But I'm your prospective boyfriend anyway, how can you help outsiders talk."

"Go, go, you don't count." Hill patted Siegfried's hand away, made up for Siegfried's losses twice, she stepped on the steps up the mountain, and took a few breaths, "I'm just explaining my own facts. Just an opinion."

"Okay, okay... Oh? That Zhang Yongzheng came quite early."

Finally reached the highest point, Hill and Siegfried looked at the camera set up not far away with some surprise. Zhang Yong, wearing a felt hat and overcoat, was fiddling with the camera at this time, and the lens was aimed at The gray mountains in the distance.

At this time, the sun has not magically shed its light, and Bielong Mountain is peaceful and peaceful, and it also does not have the magnificent and magical scene seen at dusk yesterday.

Siegfried was about to walk over to say hello, but Hill grabbed the hem of his clothes behind him: "Look carefully, it's better not to disturb him at this time."

"Ok?"

Hearing this, Siegfried took a closer look at Zhang Yongzheng. There were many traces of the humid mountain air in the morning on his coat. He was expressionless, and his attention seemed to be focused on the camera in front of him. He was careful and focused. He adjusted the equipment carefully, as if there would be some magnificent sight that was rarely seen in a hundred years in the next moment.

Although not very interested in this kind of behavior, Siegfried still lowered his voice: "Is it still a while before dawn? And can he be sure that it will rain later?"

"No one can be sure about the future." Hill blinked. "However, it's better not to disturb a person who is doing his best. Let's go over there and wait for the sun to rise."

"That's fine." Siegfried naturally grabbed Hill's hand, and the two walked to an open space on one side, and looked up at the mountains in the distance together. Siegfried looked up, "Well... yesterday the sun It fell from that side, so today it will rise from this side, this place is good, just enough to see it.”

Hill let go of Siegfried's hand, and put his hands into each other's sleeves: "You talk about Mount Beelung at dawn, what will the scenery be like?"

"There are so many photos on the Internet, you will know it when you look at it."

"But it's different when you look at it with your eyes." Hill raised his head, squinted his eyes slightly and smiled, "Didn't you also be engrossed yesterday?"

"Okay, you're right this time." Siegfried lowered his jaw silently, and glanced at Hill's hands in his sleeves, "Do you want me to warm you up? There's no charge for it."

Hill blinked his left eye playfully: "The kind that rubs a bone?"

"I don't dare to treat a broken bone, but I still have the confidence to rub off a layer of skin."

"Then you rub it to see?"

Hill took his hands out of his sleeves, lifted them up, and showed them in front of Siegfried.

A pair of small hands are pale red after being exposed to the cold. Due to the travel during this period, the skin looks fairer than before. In addition to occasionally carrying things, climbing and exercising, the originally slender fingers look a lot thicker. Like a carrot.

"You obediently agree to the deal, wouldn't it be nice to be as beautiful as a flower in the future?" Siegfried closed Hill's hands with both hands, and gently rubbed them twice in his palms. He lowered his head and let out a sigh of relief, "I said, you Are you ready to admit defeat?"

Hill looked at Siegfried who was rubbing his hands, and she lightly kicked Siegfried on the calf: "I don't intend to admit defeat... Siegfried, when are you going to say that to me?"

"If you're lying, I'll come as soon as I open my mouth."

"Forget it then." Hill snorted, raised his foot and kicked Siegfried lightly, "Cold pig's hooves."

Siegfried didn't care about the opponent's strength. He rubbed Hill's hands to warm them up, and then subconsciously looked at the opponent's small hands in his own hands. It always felt very beautiful...

Why, why didn't Siegfried...

While Hill was worrying and thinking, she suddenly felt her fingers warm up. She subconsciously looked at Siegfried, and for some unknown reason, the other party lightly bit her finger and even licked it...

"abnormal!"

"Wait, I'm infatuated for a while! You see, I've been holding back for more than a month, and it's reasonable to do this kind of behavior..."

"Look at the fight! A pervert is a pervert!"

"If you have something to say, don't use wolf spray!"

As time passed, a few sporadic tourists climbed to the top of the mountain, panting like a dog that was about to die of exhaustion. Compared with the tourists who climbed the mountain yesterday afternoon, the number of tourists who came to the mountain at this time was much less.

After all, it is too early, many tourists can't get up at all, and they have already seen it yesterday afternoon, so they don't need to go to see it this morning. A large number of tourists didn't plan to watch Bielongshan in the early morning at all. within.

The mountains in the sky light up slightly...

"It's dawn!"

Hill clapped his hands slightly, looking over there expectantly.

"Yeah, it's going to be dawn..." Siegfried twitched his mouth and touched a small slap mark on his face. He was really fascinated. Why did he suddenly bite Hill's hand just now? He glanced at it. Hill, who was three meters away from him, said, "Don't stand so far away, okay? Let's watch the sunrise together."

Hill silently took out the anti-wolf spray from his pocket and tried it, and then walked back to Siegfried. She looked in Zhang Yongzheng's direction curiously, and the other party was still fiddling with the camera: "It doesn't look like it's going down." It's raining..."

"Sun and rain are not something that can be encountered casually. We can only see if God will show you... Eh? He seems to be waving at us?"

Hill thought for a while, and walked over there: "Then go and have a look."

After the two approached, Zhang Yongzheng smiled at them, and said in a calm tone, "Little couple, are you interested in taking a photo?"

Siegfried was quite interested: "How much?"

"I don't need any money, it's just that I paid for your meal last night." Zhang Yong was moving his chin forward, "Go and stand there, when the sun rises later, the sun will shine from the mountains behind you Before that, you can think about your posture."

Hill and Zigger flew over, and Hill obediently faced the camera...

"Do you think it's a portrait photo?" Siegfried said speechlessly, "We decide the pose ourselves, and the cameraman just cares about the shooting angle."

As he said that, Siegfried paused, showing a smirk with malicious intentions: "For example, a picture of a kiss, what do you think?"

"..."

After a moment of silence, Hill stretched out his hand to stroke the hair by his ear, and looked to the other side: "Okay."