There are police in the fields

"Wow, my God, Binhai, you can go to Binhai!" Su Yi's eyes lit up excitedly, he grabbed Mu Chen's sleeve with one hand, took out his mobile phone with the other hand, quickly opened a picture, and forcibly confided while clicking: "Mu Chen, do you know that my idol lives in Binhai."

Although at Mu Chen's age, if one were to talk about an idol, one would have appreciated Lu Xun's writings, but the name of Su Yi's idol was still familiar to everyone.

Excitedly, Su Yi opened Weibo, pointed to a picture of a rural vegetable garden, and said, "Look, look, my idol posted a picture of picking cabbage in the field of my hometown the day before yesterday, idol, wait for me!"

The last sentence was obviously not addressed to Mu Chen, but when Mu Chen saw Su Yi's nympho-like excitement, Mu Chen listened to him helplessly.

When Su was a child, he saw a talk show of his idol by chance. He was deeply moved by his unique youthful spirit. I still yearn for freedom and freedom, and envy those who have dreams, talents and dare to chase them.

Ask yourself, Su Yi doesn't dare to abandon the path that most people are going willfully, but just follows the trend and wants to get into a good university. But probably before, he didn't know what his dream was. Next, study hard and study hard.

But my aptitude is mediocre, and I have been doing nothing for several years, and I can't get up or down. Although I am at the top of the school, I always feel that I will never reach the height I want.In high school, Su Yi also seriously thought about what he really wanted. After thinking about it, it seemed that in the depressed adolescence, there was only a single-plank bridge that could barely maintain his hopes for the future.

Or maybe, what I want is Wenquxing descending to the world to invest in me, and the talent is what I want. In the seven subjects, only the math scores are barely a little bit sharp, but it can only solve the thinking that my peers don't know. The problem is far from the word talent.

And the worst subject must be Chinese. Su Yi will never understand what the author wants to express. Every time he fills in the blanks with famous sentences that must be tested in Chinese, he often gets zero eggs. It’s not that he doesn’t work hard. After memorizing the whole article in classical Chinese, when it comes to the exam, when I see the previous sentence and fill in the next sentence yes, my head will be confused. I have to read the whole classical Chinese article silently from beginning to end, with a sense of rhythm, before I can understand which sentence Which sentence is it? However, it is often difficult to memorize the outline, but the pen can't produce flowers, it produces eggs, and there are many typos. Therefore, Su Yi especially admires people with profound literary skills.

The idol once said that being pregnant is like being pregnant, and it will take time to see it. If this is the case, then the conclusion drawn from years of study experience is that one is infertile.

When infertile people grow up, they often feel emotional about life and want to use a pen to express their feelings, but holding the pen feels like constipation, squatting for a long time and can't hold a fart, so Su Yi turned all his emotions into a Pot of joys and sorrows of life and death - respect yourself.

Dreaming back in the middle of the night, I can always borrow more than ten bottles of wine to express my feelings. According to the value of a bottle of [-] words, I have a good drinker, and I can probably write a novel in one night.

Maybe every stage of life has its own idol. The reason why it is an idol is that this person has the courage that he lacks, the goal that he wants to achieve but cannot achieve, the self that wants to surpass but cannot surpass, even if it is his appearance. , is also the envy that is beyond reach. It is not that everyone has to regard scientists, writers, and artists as idols to flaunt their noble taste. As long as they have led themselves in their own life stages, they can be called idols. .

Perhaps, we should thank them sincerely. Zeng Jin has lighted the lighthouse and guided the direction for our own life. Live your own life, let your childhood have color, the road ahead has light, your step has motivation, and the future has hope.

"So, are you going to dump me halfway and go find your idol?" Mu Chen interrupted Su Yi with a blank expression. come to such a conclusion.

Su Yi's hand was still holding Mu Chen tightly, before Su Yi came back to his senses, Mu Chen sniffed leisurely again, and said, "Do you smell anything?"

Su Yi followed him and took a deep breath of the surrounding air: "I didn't smell it."

Mu Chen rolled his eyes and said angrily, "Sour taste!"

Su Yi hurriedly leaned over to Mu Chen's clothes again: "You didn't take a shower?"

It felt like Mu Chen was about to lose his breath: "Acetic acid is sour!" After speaking, he left without looking back.

Su Yi sighed, and sighed helplessly: "This jealous look is so cute!"

After Mu Chen was discharged from the hospital, the case that almost took Mu Chen's life was handed over to the Criminal University. Several people who committed the crime that day have been brought to justice one after another. Now there is only one person left, named Zeng Song. Before he could be tracked down, the truck fled to Binhai, and then worked in a factory for several months. He was arrested by the local police two days ago with the assistance of the local police. The bureau now arranges that the Yangliu police station is responsible for bringing him back.

Such a good job, the old nature handed over to Mu Chen who had already recovered, and assigned Su Yi to go with him.

The two received orders in the morning and booked a flight for the evening.

"My brother, are you going on a business trip or a vacation?" Su Yi leaned against the door, watching Mu Chen pack a lot of things and stuff them into boxes.

Mu Chen didn't even turn his head: "Don't talk to me, I'm jealous."

Su Yi sighed, walked behind him, put his arms around his waist: "I made a mistake, I'll clean it up for you."

Mu Chen broke his hand and sat down on the bed next to him: "Go, I'll watch you tidy up, that pillow, help me take it."

Su took a look at the pillow: "I want to bring this one too?"

Mu Chen nodded logically: "What if you want to sleep on the plane, besides, the return journey will take a train, more than ten hours, my back is not good."

Su Yi smiled, and hurriedly obeyed, stuffing the pillow into the suitcase: "You must protect brother's waist!"

Mu Chen raised his leg and kicked his ass, Su Yi staggered, turned around and hugged him and rolled onto the bed, buried his head next to his ear, and said with pity: "Brother Chen, does your injury still hurt?"

Mu Chen rubbed his shoulder: "It's okay, you can go to the battlefield?"

Su Yi immediately raised his upper body: "Really?"

Mu Chen looked at him and nodded.

As soon as Su made a gesture, he wanted to lift his clothes: "Then let's try it?"

Mu Chen almost didn't come up in a breath, and wanted to get up immediately, but his waist was pressed by Su Yi's legs. Su Yi looked at the person under him, smiled, spread his legs, and stretched out his hand to pinch his waist: " Tell you to be brave?"

Mu Chen sighed, propped himself up and sat up: "This waist is going to be useless."

The sky in April is bright and clear, with the right temperature and temperature. It is a good time to travel, especially this half-time travel at public expense, which is particularly refreshing for the two poor people.

The plane was at five o'clock in the afternoon, and after the two of them had been arguing at home for a while, Su Yi volunteered to cook a bowl of noodles to reward the wounded, and then set off for the airport.

Mu Chen wore a pure white sweater, and Su Yi wore a pure black sweater of the same style. After they were together, they would always buy the same style at a [-]% discount. Naturally, they would wear uniform clothes for work. It is necessary to have a couple addiction, Mu Chen specially found out three sets of the same style, anyway, he is a wounded person, so there are too many goods without hard work.

Su Yi pushed a big box, and looked at the lightly packed people in front of him with a bit of bitterness.

"Potato chips, coffee, lollipops... First brother, what else do you eat?" Mu Chen made a big sweep at the airport supermarket.

Su Yi looked at him weakly: "Are you really going on a spring outing?"

Mu Chen didn't turn his head, and continued to scan the goods: "Of course, otherwise, don't eat it for a while."

Su Yi smiled speechlessly.

It was the first time for Su Yi to take a plane, but Mu Chen was very considerate and gave Su Yi the seat by the window. As soon as he got on the plane, Mu Chen unpacked a lot of snacks, just like a primary school student on a spring outing.

Just as the plane was about to take off, Mu Chen sucked his potato chip finger and grabbed Su Yi's hand.

Su Yi: "?"

Mu Chen half-closed his eyes: "I'm a little afraid of being overweight."

Su Yi hadn't experienced this kind of feeling before, but he still felt it at the moment of take-off, a little uncomfortable, and tightly grabbed Mu Chen's fingers.

After a few seconds, Su Yi let go of his hand and wanted to pull it away, but Mu Chen held it back, turning his face to the side and smiling.

Su Yi smiled helplessly: "You don't want to eat snacks anymore?"

Mu Chen shook his head.

Su put Mu Chen's hand into his pocket, and said softly, "Go to sleep."

Mu Chen was obedient, and he closed his eyes slightly according to his words, and his head naturally fell on Su Yi's shoulders, probably due to the sequelae of the injury. Su Yi felt that Mu Chen was prone to sleepiness these days, and his body was a little weak. It seemed that after a while , to accompany him to exercise more and exercise.

Su turned his head to one side, stared at Mu Chen's face, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his cheeks were still a little pale, and he had lost a lot of weight during this period, and his outline became more prominent, like a delicate sick beauty, which made people feel distressed .

Su Yi asked the stewardess for a thin blanket, covered him with one hand, and looked out the window. The plane flew up to the clouds, and the setting sun was above the clouds. The thick clouds were like a thick gray quilt, pressed against the Under the setting sun, Su Yi has never experienced this scene before, as if jumping to the sky, stepping on all the depression under his feet, there is only golden sunlight in front of his eyes, the sun seems to be jumping in front of his eyes, like a freshly peeled egg yolk, golden Brilliant, it turns out that the setting sun is so dazzling when the clouds are removed.

"What are you looking at, so engrossed?" Mu Chen raised his head and rubbed his eyes.

Su Yi withdrew his gaze from the window: "Sunset."

Mu Chen glanced out the window: "Are you feeling anxious?"

Su Yi shook his head with a smile, and gently pinched Mu Chen's knuckles with his fingers: "Since I have you, I am no longer anxious."

Mu Chen smiled brightly: "Really, then am I not your good medicine?"

Su Yi smiled: "Yes, good medicine is not bitter, but delicious."

Mu Chen pulled out his hand and rubbed his neck: "It's still fun."