[One-year-old] The best you in the world

"I'll take you to a better place in the future, okay?"

It sounds like a love story.

Nuannuan stared at him blankly, thinking for a moment that it was Kongphop sitting opposite her.

The eyes were serious and affectionate, he had been looking forward to such eyes for a long time.

But it has never been able to do so.

Nuannuan's heart trembled violently.

Of course he would not take this sentence seriously, there is only three days of fate between them, there is no need to talk about it later.

When Singto said this, he looked extremely serious, but he probably didn't have the slightest sincerity at all.

Of course he wouldn't be stupid enough to believe it.

Nuan Nuan can actually understand the existence of people like Singto, who looks handsome and has an outstanding temperament, and every gesture exudes a strong hormonal atmosphere.

A guy like him is always surrounded by people.

It may have already become his instinct to flirt wherever he goes, and of course he didn't specifically target anyone.

Maybe the person in front of him today is not Nuannuan, what he said will be several times more nasty than now.

The exact opposite of Kongphop's prudence.

Originally, Nuan Nuan really had no prejudice against this kind of person.

Because this is also one of the appearances that young people should have, and it is much better than his lifelessness.

However, he has a face similar to Kongphop's.

After waiting for so long at Kongphop's place, Singto said it so frivolously, Nuan Nuan inevitably felt an indescribable depression in his heart.

But he was not in a position to get angry.

Nuan Nuan tried her best to control the muscles on her face, not to let herself sneer.

But he couldn't keep his face down.

He suddenly looked back and got up from the ground.Rotting dead leaves stained half of his body.

Singto seemed to be used to not getting his response, so he just smiled, got up with him, and looked down at the photos he had taken before.

Nuan Nuan felt awkward when she thought that the last photo he took was of herself.

He hadn't taken a few photos since he was a child.

At that time, the relationship between him and Arthit was delicate, and the last thing he wanted to see was his disguised face. As for later...

Afterwards he became a dead person, and of course it was not suitable to leave any images.

What's more, now he can't find the meaning of taking pictures.

Singto watched his eyes fall on his camera again and again, and soon understood his intention.

He smiled, and said to Nuan Nuan: "The picture just now was very impressive, do you want to see it?"

Nuan Nuan squeezed her palms, still thinking about how to ask him to delete herself.

The next sentence Singto blocked his unspoken words: "No one is allowed to touch my camera and the computer that processes the photos."

Nuannuan was taken aback.

Singto continued with a smile: "So without my permission, no one can see your photos."

Singto's smile always has a sense of intimacy that makes people feel at a loss. Looking at his smiling face, Nuannuan was flustered for a while, but she couldn't understand the meaning of his words.

And Singto continued to explain patiently, and this time, he simply raised the camera to Nuan Nuan, and he did not forget to praise himself up while speaking: "I have been out for a whole day, this is the only thing I took. One by one can reflect my true level, I am really reluctant to delete it."

In the photo, Nuan Nuan looked up at the waterfall in front of her, but her eyes were completely out of focus, and she didn't know where her mind was drifting.The splashing water seems to have cast a mist in front of his eyes.A rare ray of sunlight hit the thin mist, reflecting colorful light, and that light even reflected on the tear that was about to come out, forming a stark contrast with the grayness in his eyes.

Nuan Nuan is not a narcissistic person, but she has to admit that this photo is really well taken, the artistic conception is in place, and the person... looks good.

His only redeeming feature was probably this face that was exactly the same as Arthit's.

"Nuannuan, please, let me keep it, I promise not to let anyone see it." Singto, who is flexible and flexible, doesn't have the slightest embarrassment when talking about asking for help.

He is also smart, and he made sure that he deliberately used "anyone" to cover those two people, avoiding a lot of embarrassment.

Nuan Nuan turned to the side with a cold face, but really let go of the topic: "My name is Night now."

Singto happily ignored his indifference: "Thank you, Nuan Nuan! I knew you would agree."

Nuan Nuan: "..."

Fortunately, they only need to get along for three days.

The way down the mountain is much easier than the way up.

However, since they went out in the morning, they have been tossing around for a whole day, and Nuan Nuan still feels a little tired.

Before he came to climb the mountain, he had no idea that Singto would waste so much time holding a camera up and down. When they reached the foot of the mountain again, it was almost two hours behind the time he originally planned.

But fortunately, there is still 10 minutes left before the last bus back to P city, and about half an hour later, it happens to pass by the road at the foot of the mountain.

But after waiting for almost an hour, the sun had gradually set, but they still couldn't see the shadow of the bus.

Could it be that he made a mistake?

Nuan Nuan checked it again on the Internet, and the bright departure time was written on it, so there was no possibility of misreading it.

Luckily, Singto is not impatient. He couldn't wait for a long time, and even comforted him: "It's okay, if we can't wait for the bus, we can wait for a ride."

But this road seems to be cursed at the moment, and even a passing private car can't be seen.

The sky was getting dark, and the two finally waited for the first car that passed by here - an electric tricycle.

The driver of the tricycle was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl. Seeing them waiting here, she stopped the car enthusiastically: "You guys came to climb the mountain? Why haven't you gone back at this hour?"

Nuan Nuan didn't care whether the other party was a stranger at the moment, and said, "We haven't waited for the car to go back."

"What kind of car are you waiting for here! You...you took the wrong road when you went down the mountain?" The little girl pointed her finger, "The cars all pass on the road to the south. There is a fork in the mountain, and the other road leads to it. there."

Nuan Nuan: "..."

The surrounding scenery was almost the same to him, and he didn't even remember where they met the fork in the road.

Singto looked curious on the side: "What's the matter? Nuan Nuan."

Nuan Nuan was in no mood to correct his address: "Going the wrong way."

Singto froze for a moment, and comforted him: "It's okay, you weren't a professional tour guide in the first place."

"It's still a foreign friend!" The little girl probably hasn't seen foreigners many times, and she tilted her head curiously, "But it's already here, even if you go there, you don't have a car, so you can only leave tomorrow."

Nuan Nuan hesitated for a while, and asked, "Then, may I ask, is there any hotel near here?"

The little girl thought for a while: "Yes, there is, but it's too far from here, about ten miles away. My car will run out of battery soon, otherwise I can take you there."

For a distance of more than ten miles, it is definitely not realistic to rely solely on walking.

Nuan Nuan's face suddenly turned ugly.

Singto obediently begged for translation.

Nuan Nuan explained the meaning of the little girl to him, Singto thought for a while, and asked the little girl in English: "Where is your home?"

These few simple words are obviously not difficult for the little girl, she blinked: "My house? If you don't mind, my brother's room is empty, but there is only one room, and you want to live together."

After finishing speaking, the little girl remembered that he couldn't understand, and said it again in English: "Only one room, one bed, ok?"

The smile on Singto's face seemed to grow brighter, and he gestured to the little girl without saying a word: "OK!"

Seeing his smiling face, Nuan Nuan couldn't help feeling a little headache.

Arthit moved out of their room when he was still very young.Since then, he has been sleeping alone.

There was even a chance to spend the night at Kongphop's place because I played too late.

He also thought evilly that he could further his relationship with Kongphop that night.

But in the end even after taking a bath, he still found an excuse to escape back.

Kongphop has been standing on the balcony smoking a cigarette, frowning tightly, not ready to go further with him at all.

He stayed there just to make fun of himself.

It's just that that night, he didn't know why, after coming out of Kongphop's place, he was somewhat relieved.

Perhaps it was because he knew too well that that person could not belong to him.

He has only slept in the same bed as Arthit in his life.

And the last time was also in this city.

But even if you dig deeper, there is nothing to be hypocritical about.

After all, not being used to sleeping with other people is not a noble hobby, it is just an ordinary habit.

In the current situation, it is not easy to have a place to live, and they are not allowed to pick and choose.

But thinking of having to spend the whole night with the little girl's family, he was still the main force who needed to communicate, and Nuan Nuan still felt an indescribable sense of powerlessness in his heart.

But this is his job.

The two of them quickly got into the little girl's tricycle, accompanied by the vegetables she had just bought in the car, and walked forward with the night wind blowing.

It was probably the first time for Singto to ride this kind of small open-air tricycle. He looked around and looked very excited along the way.

He and the little girl just chatted in English all the way.

The little girl's name is Fang He, and it seems that her English scores should be good. Although she speaks very poorly and speaks Chinglish, as long as Singto speaks slowly, she can basically understand the general idea.

Fang He's home is not far away. He drove a tricycle and arrived at his destination in a few minutes.

It is a village near Feiliu Mountain. Their home happens to be at the head of the village. They live in isolation and are separated from the nearest neighbor by 200 meters. It can be said that it is very quiet.

Her parents were also simple and simple. The daughter brought back two strange men unexpectedly. They only asked about their origins and enthusiastically kept them there.

Singto doesn't know if he intends to take care of him, and he has been communicating with Fang He in English all the time. Since the two of them are chattering because they don't understand the language, there are not many opportunities for Nuan Nuan to talk.

For dinner, Fang's mother specially made six dishes and one soup, all of which were Chinese dishes with thick oil and red sauce. Singto was so hot that his face was red with pain, and he kept praising "delicious".

After hearing what Fang He translated, Mother Fang laughed so hard that she couldn't close her mouth all night.

Nuan Nuan is not afraid of spicy food, but he has always had no appetite, and he doesn't usually eat much.But he was even more unwilling to be given back and forth enthusiastically by Mother Fang all the time, so he unknowingly ate more than the previous two or three meals in one meal, making it uncomfortable.

In just this meal time, Fang He has already recommended to Singto the places to visit tomorrow.

After all, Fang He's vocabulary is limited, and this time he relied on Nuan Nuan to translate: "If you want to take pictures, there is a river nearby, and there is an ancient bridge on it, but it is already rotten, and there is still a section missing in the middle. It has been abandoned for a long time, but it is still very interesting to take photos. I have seen people go there for cosplay. The long sleeves are fluttering. It is very beautiful! If you want to take some pictures with Chinese characteristics, there is really good."

"Besides, the scenery along the river is also good. At first, it was said that the bridge would be repaired and turned into a tourist attraction. Later, it was said that there was only one bridge that had no development value, and it was left unused. It is a pity that the bridge has been hundreds of years old."

The little girl seems to be a lot cuter when she looks serious.

Singto was excited by her words: "Then can you take us there tomorrow?"

"I can't. I'm in my third year of high school. I'll have one night off on weekends. I have to go back to class tomorrow morning. My parents can't leave either. But I can find it on the map for you. It's easy to find."

Nuan Nuan has never seen anyone traveling abroad as casually as Singto, and the itinerary has been changed twice in just one day.

After eating, Fang's mother suddenly remembered: "The light in Leilei's room is still broken, and he forgot to fix it since he left last time."

"Why don't you fix it tonight." Father Fang hurriedly got up.

How could they trouble others like this, Nuan Nuan hurriedly refused: "It's okay, anyway, we are tired all day and want to go to bed early, as long as we can charge electronic devices, it doesn't matter if there is no lighting."

"The sockets are all powered on, but the lamp is burnt out. Is it really all right?" Mother Fang was still a little embarrassed.

"It's really okay."

Singto didn't understand what they were saying, but kept smiling all the time.

For such a small matter, Nuan Nuan also felt that there was no need for translation.

It wasn't until Singto pressed a few times on the switch at the door that he explained: "The light is broken."

Singto froze for a moment, but just smiled: "It's okay."

With the door to the living room open, the light in the room was not too dim.

Fang He had to go to class the next day, so he went into the bathroom early with a change of clothes.

The two big men could only close the door sensibly.

The room was suddenly dark.

Singto turned on the flashlight on the phone in time, and it hasn't been turned off since then.

When Nuan Nuan came back from the shower, the room was still lit with this harsh but limited light.

They hadn't planned to stay outside, so they didn't bring a change of clothes.And if you live in someone else's house, you can't just come out with a bath towel around you, so both of you are still wearing sweaters and trousers when you go back to your room.

Nuan Nuan even decided to sleep like this all night.

But Singto had already taken off only a pair of underwear before he entered the room.

The room was very warm, and his quilt was loosely covered around his waist, exposing his large chest.

Nuan Nuan suddenly felt that there was nowhere to put her eyes.

But he still climbed onto the bed calmly and lay beside Singto.

The bed they slept on could barely be regarded as a double bed, but it was not spacious for the two big men.

Only when Banban is sleeping upright can a certain distance be maintained.

Singto rolled over, and his long legs rubbed against his under the quilt.

Fang's mother probably thought that the two of them were good friends traveling together, so she didn't specially prepare extra quilts.

Of course, Nuan Nuan is too embarrassed to take the initiative to ask for it.

So now it is inevitable to fall into this embarrassing situation.

He flicked in his direction, closing his eyes tightly.

But Singto said from the side: "If you turn on the flashlight like this, it should affect your sleep, right?"

Nuan Nuan opened her eyes, looking at the dazzling light from the flashlight.

His sleep quality has always been poor, and this kind of light will probably keep him awake all night.

Singto stretched out his hand towards him: "Then can you hold my hand tonight, I'm afraid of the dark."

The light from the flashlight was even stronger in the dark room.

But maybe it was because of this intensity that Singto's face hiding behind the light was even more blurred.

Nuan Nuan could only see his eyes shining in the dark.

Intuition told him that what Singto said was simply nonsense.

A big man, no matter how timid he is, can't be so small that he wants to sleep holding hands with someone.

But he couldn't find any reason why Singto lied to him.

It can't be just to hold his hand, can it?

He is not so narcissistic.

If you can't figure it out, Nuan Nuan doesn't bother to think about it.

He closed his eyes and whispered, "It's okay, just keep the flashlight on."

But the next moment, his hand that was outside the quilt was still grasped.

Nuan Nuan froze and opened her eyes again.

The light source on Singto's phone has been turned off, and the room has returned to its previous darkness.

"But the light of the flashlight is too bright, and I won't be able to sleep." Singto may be afraid that he won't believe it, so he added later, "I usually only sleep with the desk lamp on, and the light is very dim."

Nuan Nuan struggled subconsciously as if she had been electrocuted.

But Singto took advantage of his struggle, put his slender fingers through his fingers, and held him firmly.

Fingers intertwined.

Nuan Nuan has never shaken hands with anyone like this.

He thought this gesture was only for intimate couples.

"Hey—" he whispered.

Singto even leaned against his body, his arms were stuck together, even though there was still a layer of fabric, Nuan Nuan still felt uncomfortable.

"Thank you, this is much better."

Singto said, rubbing his face in his direction.

His forehead accidentally rubbed against Nuan Nuan's cheek, which was unexpectedly wet.

He is sweating?

Singto has been taking a shower for a long time, and his hair has been blown dry at the strong request of Fang's mother. If it is not because of sweating, it is impossible for his forehead to have so much moisture.

Is the fear he said true?

After staying in the dark for too long, Nuan Nuan's eyes have gotten used to it.

When he lowered his head, he saw that Singto was nestled beside him, and he closed his eyes tightly, a little deliberately.

It looked like he was really afraid that the darkness would swallow him up.

I don't know if it's because of the acting skills.

Nuan Nuan is not a person who is easy to think about others, but just looking at his face, he couldn't help but feel soft again.

He sighed and closed his eyes again.

In the boundless darkness, the feeling of clenched hands seems to be stronger.

Since I came to China, it may also be because I am not used to the distinct four seasons here. In this cold season, my warm hands and feet are always cold.

The bathing equipment in the small farmyard was a bit crude, and the bath just now was not warm, and now his hands were a little colder than usual.

But Singto's palm seemed to carry a ball of fire, and the warmth seemed to penetrate every pore on his hand and penetrate into the bone marrow.It was so hot that the palms of the hands were sweating.

This feeling is so strange that it cannot be ignored.

Before taking a bath, Nuan Nuan had secretly taken the medicine.

The sleeping ingredient in the medicine seems to have been completely released now, he closed his eyes, and his consciousness began to be a little chaotic.

But the presence of this person beside him is still surprisingly strong.

Singto is actually very quiet, breathing steadily, and sleeping well, but just holding hands with him, Nuan Nuan seems to have been deprived of all his mind, and has no time to think about anything else.

Maybe it's because I've never had this experience before.Nuannuan thought.

It's just that he also seemed to have no time to realize that this night, he hadn't thought about anything other than the two holding hands.

Sleep so peacefully.

When I woke up the next morning, the light in the room was still dim.

Singto and his hand had already been let go, but the whole person was leaning on him.

The so-called well-behaved sleep last night was probably just because he was still asleep. At this moment, Singto's legs were pressing on his, and the pressure was firm, and his arms even lifted up the warm hoodie with great fanfare. She tightly hugged his waist, and her face was nestled on his shoulders. Every time she took a breath, there was a puff of hot air puffing into the warm neck, which disturbed people's hearts.

Throughout the night, Nuan Nuan actually felt his weight in a daze several times, and tried to push it aside a few times.

But it is obvious that Singto is a more stubborn person than him, and his refusal often results in greater strength from the other party.

So Nuan Nuan could only give up.

And...to his surprise, feeling the body temperature of the person beside him, he felt a little peace of mind in a haze.

This is what it feels like to cuddle with someone.

No wonder so many people want to find another person to spend their lives with.

In this vague thought of waking up, Nuan Nuan unknowingly pampered him all night.

Fang's parents got up, and there was already some movement in the yard, but it was still dark.

For Nuan Nuan, it is not easy to be able to sleep until now.

It's really strange to say that in all these years, he rarely slept so peacefully, but since Singto appeared, he has not fully woken up in the middle of the night for two consecutive nights.

I don't know if it's because of the peace of mind brought by his face.

This sudden thought in my mind made Nuan Nuan tremble, and suddenly felt uncomfortable.

He moved awkwardly, Singto groaned, and hugged him tightly again, rubbing his head on his shoulder.

His eyes must have struggled for a long time before they opened. His long eyelashes brushed Nuan Nuan's neck back and forth several times before finally saying: "Morning, Nuan Nuan."

When speaking, he was still leaning on Nuannuan's body, with a strong nasal sound in his voice.

Nuan Nuan pushed him, and this time, Singto rolled aside very consciously, and the quilt slid down with his movements, exposing most of his chest.

The room in the early morning was much warmer than last night, and the two points on his chest were a little hard because of the sudden cold.

Nuan Nuan's gaze happened to fall on it, and she felt even more uncomfortable, so she hurriedly turned her head to the side.

Singto noticed his movement and laughed out loud.

There was also some laziness in his laughter when he just woke up, which sounded too sexy.

Nuan Nuan stared at him in embarrassment, and wanted to turn over and get out of bed, but was stopped by Singto: "Wait."

Nuan Nuan stopped, turned to look at him, but broke away from his hand immediately.

Singto was lying on the bed, resting his chin on one hand, his voice was still magnetic: "Thank you last night, I haven't slept so peacefully for a long time."

He used this serious expression so many times that Nuan Nuan couldn't tell the truth from the fake.

However, it seems that there is no need to distinguish.

This sentence of thanks seems to be what he should say.

But he couldn't say it anyway.

"It's okay." After Nuan Nuan said stiffly, she got up and left the bed that was so warm and nostalgic.

After they all packed up and went out of the room, they realized that even Fang He had already gotten up.

Seeing them, Fang He first smiled brightly, and then felt a little bit reluctant: "I also said that I wanted to wake you up. I have to go to school after breakfast, and I want to say goodbye to you."

It could be seen that this seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl felt a little sad because of this brief encounter.

Singto comforted her with a smile: "If you go to Thailand in the future, I will take you to play."

Of course, Fang He thought that his words were just a consolation that could not be fulfilled, but he laughed again because of the consolation: "Let's take a group photo, I haven't met a handsome guy for a long time, this time I met two, no I'm sorry for leaving a photo!"

She spoke Chinese this time, and Nuan Nuan couldn't help being stunned before she could translate.

Singto immediately noticed his strangeness, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Nuan Nuan pursed her lower lip and replied, "She wants to take a group photo."

Singto nodded, walked to Fang He with a smile, and said directly to her, "Just you and me, he is not photogenic."

Fang Heren is also smart. In just a few seconds, he felt something wrong with Nuannuan. He ignored the topic without asking any more questions. He took out his mobile phone and Singto and snapped several selfies. He gave Nuan Nuan his phone again and asked him to help take a few pictures of the distant view.

Nuannuan looked at the two youthful people through the screen, and couldn't help feeling a little envious in her heart.

Such a carefree life, I don't know what it will be like.

When leaving Fang's house, Singto quietly pressed some money under the cup on the coffee table, which was more than enough to cover the cost of the night.

Father Fang sent them all the way to the car rental shop in the nearby town, and carefully helped them negotiate the price of the car rental before leaving.

It is more convenient to drive to the bridge Fang He mentioned.

Following the navigation, it didn't take too much time along the way.

The river is long and easy to find.

Not long after driving along the embankment, the ancient bridge Fang He mentioned came into view.

As she said, the bridge looks quite antique and beautiful.

The ancient bridge is composed of stones and wooden piers. It is a traditional arch bridge in ancient China. There are some exquisite patterns carved on the stones, but the patterns have been blurred by the wind and the sun, but compared with these mottled stones and wood, But even more pleasing to the eye.

This kind of beauty is endowed by a long time. Only after years of polishing can we have such a weather-beaten background.

The bridge is broken in the middle and cannot reach the other side.But it can be seen that Singto is very satisfied with Fang He's recommendation, but he held up the camera and looked for many angles over and over again, but he couldn't find a satisfactory one, and his brows were always frowning.

"We came early, this place is suitable for shooting at sunset." Singto looked a little depressed.

Nuan Nuan didn't know how to comfort her, she opened her mouth, but she didn't say a word after all.

But the next moment, Singto suddenly smiled at him again: "Why don't we stay here for another night?"

Nuan Nuan was stunned for a moment, and reminded: "You are flying to Thailand tomorrow afternoon."

This sentence successfully made the curvature of the corner of Singto's mouth disappear a lot.

He fiddled with the camera in his hand for a long time before he said to Nuannuan, "You said, I won't leave, and I'll stay here with you, okay?"

No matter who it is, being looked at seriously by Singto's shining eyes, and listening to him say the words like an oath, I'm afraid they can't help but their heart beats faster.

Nuannuan is of course no exception.

But that heartbeat only lasted for a moment.

The next moment, all that was left in Nuan Nuan's heart was the anger of being offended.

This time, he was even more sure that Singto used his usual trick of teasing others on him.

Otherwise, how can anyone be willing to stay in a strange country with another stranger who is not even a friend who has only known each other for two days.

Nuan Nuan restrained herself for a long time, but she still couldn't help but say, "If you don't want me to go back on my word, put away your playboy outfit before getting on the plane tomorrow."

Singto still seemed to be wronged by what he said, lowering the corners of his eyes and protesting softly: "There's a playboy somewhere."

As she said that, she pressed her lower lip tightly again: "I haven't even talked about love yet."

Seeing his appearance like this, Nuan Nuan was really angry and didn't know how to vent it.

He looked away helplessly, just at this moment the phone buzzed.

There are only three people who can call him.

The hosts are Yu Xia and Jay who is far away in Thailand.

In the past, no matter who called, he would reject it from the bottom of his heart.

But today, the ringtone is undoubtedly the redemption to break the embarrassment for him.

He took out his phone and looked at the caller ID on it.

It's Jay.

Nuan Nuan swiped the answer button, and put the phone to her ear while walking into the distance: "Jay."

Jay's voice sounded a bit worried: "I heard from Yu Xia that you took a job as a portable translator, how about it? Can you do it?"

Nuan Nuan glanced back, and Singto was still looking at him, seeing him turning back, he swept away his previous unhappiness and smiled at him.

Nuan Nuan's heart trembled, but her voice remained steady: "It went well."

After hearing his words, Jay seemed to be stunned, and it took a while to reply: "That's good."

He pondered for a while before continuing: "I was afraid that you would be too repulsive to contact with strangers. After all, this relationship is only three days."

These words surprised Nuan Nuan, and she couldn't help but increase her strength in holding the phone.

Jay's worries should be normal for him.

Even before entering the hotel, he himself was always worried that he would screw up this time and bring Yu Xia down.

But now, although Singto caused him to walk on the edge of anger several times, he never felt how difficult this journey was.

There is almost no thought of regretting halfway.

From Jay's hesitant tone, Nuan Nuan can also understand how abnormal she is now.

He suddenly felt guilty.

As if she was afraid that the voice on the phone would be heard by Singto, Nuan Nuan quickly walked a few steps towards the river, until she reached the bridge extending out of the river bank.

This distance finally reassured him a little.

"Bear it and it's over, anyway, it's only three days." Nuan Nuan's face felt a little hot when he said this.

Even he couldn't figure out why on earth he was lying to Jay.

So what if he said that he didn't dislike getting along with his employer too much?

But the lie seemed out of control, and ran out of his mouth automatically.

Hearing what he said, Jay seemed relieved suddenly, and his tone relaxed a lot: "Actually, it's a good thing to get in touch with more people, but if you really don't like it, don't force it. It will be three days at the beginning, I'm afraid counterproductive."

"Nuannuan--"

Singto's voice was suddenly close at hand.

Nuannuan was taken aback and turned around quickly.

click-

There was another shutter sound.

Singto's camera is only one step away from him.

Jay lowered his voice in surprise on the other end of the phone: "What did he call you?"

Nuan Nuan only had time to hear his question, but it was too late to answer.

Singto's movement made him subconsciously take a big step back, staggered, and with a "snap", the mobile phone he was not holding tightly in his hand fell to the bridge.

The mobile phone landed vertically, quickly jumped a few times on the stone bridge, and fell into the water with a "plop".

At this time, the two people on the bridge didn't have the energy to take care of the mobile phone at all.

Nuan Nuan's footsteps were not steady, and he was about to fall into the river along with the phone. His arms subconsciously waved forward, as if trying to grab something.

Singto almost didn't think about it, he grabbed his wrist tightly and pulled it in his direction.

Nuan Nuan was dragged by him to a halt, and grabbed the broken railing next to him, but because of too much force, Singto took two steps back, stepped on the ground, and fell from the other side. down.

"what--"

He still had time to scream.

thump--

The sound of Singto launching into the water is much louder than that of a mobile phone.

Nuan Nuan's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly looked over.

Singto is sitting in the water at the moment, but even if he is sitting, the water in the river only reaches his chest.

Whether it was luck or misfortune, he should have just happened to land in the shallow water by the river.

Today's temperature is really not that high, and both of them are still wearing thick down jackets.

At this moment, the down jacket on Singto has absorbed enough water, and it looks extremely cold.

But Singto didn't care about himself at this time, he just held the camera high in his hand, for fear that the equipment would suffer with him.

Seeing his movements, Nuan Nuan seemed to suppress the anxiety in his heart for a moment, and just stared blankly at Singto who was sitting in the water.

I don't know how long it took, but the two of them suddenly couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Smiling, Singto raised the camera in front of him regardless of the fact that he was still sitting in the water, and took another photo with a "click" on the warmth on the bridge.

The sound of the shutter instantly recalled Nuan Nuan's rationality.

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