Do not provoke

From getting up early in the car to climbing the mountain for a day, the group of people was already tired and tired, and they were starving.

Not long after the barbecue grill was clamped, there were hungry wolves around, yelling, hurry up, hurry up.

The main cooks for tonight's barbecue are Yu Zhao and Liu Zhijin. Liu Zhijin also said that Yu Zhao is the main one.

Across the distance, the aroma of barbecue wafted along the wind.

Tang Xingbei didn't want to join the crowd to eat, so he planned to wait until the others had finished eating before going over.

He sat on the stone with his legs crossed, pressed his stomach, and sighed listening to the sighs of satisfaction from the crowd.

Fang Lin gave a low laugh.

"What a joke." Tang Xingbei frowned quickly, and took out a stone from his hand and threw it at it.

Fang Lin didn't dodge, the small stone hit him very lightly, he turned his face, squinted and said something in a low voice, then got up and walked away.

Tang Xingbei followed his back to the center of the crowd, and was soon overwhelmed by the noisy figures, feeling a little anxious.

The incandescent light of the lighting lamp reflected the shadows of the crowd, mixed with the sound of laughing and chatting, as if separated from here by an invisible membrane.

Tang Xingbei didn't make a sound, frowned and searched carefully for a while, but still couldn't see Fang Lin's figure.

So he paused for a while, then slowly looked away, and continued to look at the dark forest... Feeling a little lonely for no reason.

He sighed, grabbed a piece of grass from his feet, and slowly pulled it into pieces, silently distracted.

...I started to think about when, exactly, I started to rely so much on the other party.

The moon is full, and a bright disc hangs in the sky, and the hazy ring light is as beautiful as fog.

Tang Xingbei lay on his back on the rock, with his hands resting on his arms, and stared quietly for a while.

After a while, he closed his eyes and fell asleep, breathing calmly.

I don't know how long it took, and suddenly a pair of hands covered his eyes. The warm and dry palms carried a familiar body temperature.

Tang Xingbei was taken aback for a moment: "Fang..."

Just as he was about to call out his name, someone suddenly choked back the last half of the word.

The person behind him seems to be slowly approaching, the sound of breathing is gradually audible, but still silent.

Tang Xingbei didn't understand what he was going to do, but he didn't struggle, he just pricked up his ears vigilantly.

There was a sudden coolness between the lips, and then a warm and cool thing was pressed in against the tip of the tongue.

Tang Xingbei was startled, and just about to spit it out, he heard Fang Lin's voice whispering in his ear: "Don't spit, eat."

"...What the hell?" Tang Xingbei hesitated and took a bite.

It's a small orange, sweet and sour, the body fluid quenches thirst, and even slowly relieved the feeling of hunger, he quickly swallowed: "More."

Fang Lin seemed to smile, and put the remaining half directly into his mouth neatly: "Put it up first, so that you don't have to eat barbecue later, and the heavy oil will hurt your stomach at night."

Tang Xingbei didn't speak, puffed his cheeks, ate the orange silently, spat out the core, and hesitantly called him, "...Fang Lin."

"Ok?"

Tang Xingbei hesitated for a while, but still didn't know what to say, so he gritted his teeth: "...it's okay."

Fang Lin paused with his fingertips, looked down at him for a while, then let go of his right hand that was pressing on his eyes, and when he retracted his fingertips, lightly hooked his eyelashes.

"Don't make trouble..." Tang Xingbei quickly turned his face, "Itchy."

Fang Lin didn't speak, walked to his side, lay down beside him, put his foot on the stone, squinted at the moon: "I just wanted to say something."

Tang Xingbei paused, stretched out his hand, stroked his eyelashes, and frowned: "It's nothing..."

He pursed the corner of his mouth, took out a stone and threw it into the darkness forcefully. After a long silence, he spoke again: "The main reason is that I don't know how to say it."

"Don't say it if you don't know it." Fang Lin's tone was cold, "Don't say it if you don't think about it clearly. Once some things are said, there is no room for turning around."

"……Um."

Tang Xingbei didn't look at him, and continued to stare at the dark sky. After a while, he suddenly asked again: "So you didn't tell me before, just because you were afraid you would regret it later?"

Fang Lin seemed to turn his face slightly to look at him, and smiled lightly: "No."

He said calmly, "I'm afraid you will regret it."

"Brother Bei!!" He Miao always appeared at inopportune times, holding up a few skewers of barbecue and smiling like an excited idiot, "Come on! Meat from both of you!"

Tang Xingbei's inexplicable heartbeat was suddenly accelerated by his shouts, leaving only the urge to kill and throw his body away.

But for the sake of the barbecue, Tang Xingbei reluctantly forgave him, took it, frowned, stared at him, and took a breath: "Thank you...but, don't come here for now."

He Miao was stunned: "For..."

"Don't ask why," Tang Xingbei interrupted him, "I'll help you get to the master rank when you get back."

"Okay!!!" The second idiot slapped his thigh immediately and ran back excitedly.

While they were talking, Fang Lin never made a sound, nor did he raise his head, as if he didn't notice any movement here.

Tang Xingbei looked down at the barbecue, was silent for a while, sighed, and handed some to Fang Lin: "Forget it, let's eat first."

Fang Lin paused, did not speak, stretched out his hand to take it, and sighed after a while.

There were a lot of them, and they had prepared three or four barbecue grills, and they were roasting all kinds of meat and vegetables side by side, making a lot of noise.

After an hour or so, the people around the grill had enough to eat and drink, and slowly dispersed, jokingly ran to the side to chat or play games.

Tang Xingbei only pulled Fang Lin when the people were almost evacuated, and the two occupied a small grill and began to add meals.

Yu Zhao saw it, and hurriedly took a bag of beef and mutton skewers that had melted into ice beside him: "Come here! The meat is here! The lettuce is under the grill, washed clean! And Liu Zhijin boiled some fish soup. It's hot in the pot, you two eat it by yourself!"

Tang Xingbei hummed and nodded: "Understood."

"Okay, then eat it yourself! I'll go find them to cheat!" Yu Zhao just felt that he was redundant, so he slipped away.

After the people left, Tang Xingbei glanced around reservedly, making sure that no one noticed this side, and then poked Fang Lin's wrist: "Hey, I want to eat roasted chicken legs."

Fang Lin stared at him for a while, and after a while, he answered helplessly.

Although he said that his cooking skills are not very good, but the barbecue, which has been adjusted to taste and only needs to be cooked, is quite delicious.

Tang Xingbei ate more than a dozen skewers of meat in one go, then eagerly wrapped the barbecue with lettuce leaves, ate a small plate, waited until he was completely full, then paused, rubbed his stomach, and sat down beside the grill to drink contentedly. Coca-Cola, sighed: "... so refreshing."

Fang Lin was also full, and was packing his things beside him, he clicked his tongue: "You are too easy to feed."

"Yes, it's not a loss to invest in shares." Tang Xingbei answered smoothly.

When he realized what he had said, he was a little embarrassed and touched his ears in a concealed manner.

Fang Lin didn't raise his eyes, and laughed silently for a long time.

It was only after eight o'clock when we finished eating, the moon was bright, and everyone hadn't recovered from the excitement of spending the night in the wild, and there was no sleepiness, so someone suggested to play a few rounds of truth or dare, which was immediately adopted up.

Seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys and girls are young and sensitive, and they pay a lot of attention to the opposite sex.

Once this hormone is stimulated, it can't be stopped. More than a dozen people immediately sat in a circle around the barbecue. When the game started, everyone was laughing and secretly excited.

Tang Xingbei and Fang Lin were also forcibly pulled into the game, sitting next to each other in a corner by the tree, through the ambiguous moonlight, they could see each other as soon as they turned their heads.

They played a game of passing notes. Among the dozen or so folded notes, one has a special mark. When the clock stops, whoever holds the bomb note will be the winner. adventure.

Fang Lin was very indifferent to this kind of mentally retarded game, but Nian Zai could sit with Tang Xingbei, reluctantly endured it, and passed the note in his hand clockwise with no expression.

Occasionally stare at Tang Xingbei.

... He seemed to be very interested, his eyes were quite round.

There were a dozen of them in total, sitting cross-legged on the grass in a leisurely manner, and they were very close to each other in order to ensure that their voices could be heard clearly.

With just a slight movement, the knees can touch.

Tang Xingbei was still a little nervous at first, and every time he accidentally rubbed against him, he moved away very sensitively and quickly, and his movements were a bit big, even He Miao, who was sitting on the left and only chatted with Zhou Nuan, noticed it, and turned his head inexplicably: "You Are you uncomfortable, Brother Bei?"

Tang Xingbei paused: "...No."

Fang Lin passed the note in front of him expressionlessly, as if he didn't notice his embarrassment.

Tang Xingbei hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and forced his right leg to relax, gently resting on the side of his leg.

The night wind blew the skin a little cold all night, only the part where Ruoyou Ruowu was sticking to it was extra warm...and it made people especially concerned.

Tang Xingbei was distracted. He didn't know how many rounds the game had passed. He didn't come back to his senses until the clock rang and the "bomb" icon was marked on the flipped note.

"Who is the winner this time! Hurry up and stand up hahahaha!"

"That's right! Be tough and don't be cowardly~"

"Who is it! Hurry up, hurry up!!!"

"If you don't make a sound, we'll investigate! It won't be a truthful statement by then!"

……

Amidst the sound of urging, Tang Xingbei slowly raised the note and shook it: "Me."

There was an inexplicable silence in the air.

A group of excited and blushing expressions were stuck, silently retracting their heads, not daring to make a fuss anymore.

It was Yu Zhao who called him enthusiastically and boldly: "Brother Bei! The truth or the big risk? Don't renege!"

Tang Xingbei thought for a while: "Let's tell the truth."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone came over with a box containing truth-telling cards and said excitedly, "You draw!"

Tang Xingbei: "..."

He reached out and took out one and opened it.

He Miao, who was sitting next to him, approached excitedly, looked at the note, and read word by word: "Excuse me, do you have someone you like now... What's the initial of TA?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Lin raised his head slightly.

The little girls around were suddenly excited, staring at it with piercing eyes, as if they were about to push the light board microphone over.

He Miao was very disappointed. She frowned boredly and let out a "bad" sound. She threw the card back into the box and complained, "What a fart! I have never seen my brother Bei say anything more to a girl." Talking like a fart! A good opportunity wasted!"

He said, turning his head to look at Tang Xingbei as a matter of course: "Brother Bei!"

Tang Xingbei didn't look up.

He was silent for a while under the curious gazes of a group of people, and said in a low voice, "I choose...a big adventure."

He Miao was stunned, her eyes widened, and she gasped, "??????"

People around: "!!!!!!"

Fuck! ? !There is a show! ! !

But they blushed from the excitement of the gossip and didn't dare to ask more questions, so they let Tang Xingbei quickly pull out a can of beer, opened it, and drank it without saying a word.

Liu Zhijin, who was sitting across from him, seemed to glance this way quickly, but hesitated to speak.

After he finished drinking, Yu Zhao immediately applauded and booed: "Brother Bei is awesome!!"

The boy next to him immediately yelled, "Awesome! Great!"

Tang Xingbei frowned, coughed, threw the jar aside, and then sat back down again.

When he turned around, the corner of his eye seemed to cast a glance in Fang Lin's direction, but he never looked up, his eyes were lowered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Game continues.

This scene was like an episode, except for someone who was secretly moved, it didn't seem to cause many waves.

When returning to his seat and sitting down, Tang Xingbei didn't think too much, and subconsciously wanted to get closer to Fang Lin, so when his right leg fell, he leaned tightly against him, almost directly next to him.

Fang Lin still stared down at the water glass in his hand, but his eyelashes trembled slightly.

After the forced questioning in the scene just now, he thought that with Tang Xingbei's personality, he would at least be embarrassed, and even avoid it for a while, but it didn't seem to be the case.

Tang Xingbei frowned and stared at the ground for a while without moving.

After a long while, when the alcohol was strong, he took a breath, closed his eyes dizzily, pushed his hands back, and leaned back with his upper body lying on his back.

...It seemed that the place where he dropped his hand was not grass, Tang Xingbei quickly opened his eyes.

The fingertips of the little finger and the ring finger touched the warmth, and the other party seemed to be taken aback, and trembled slightly.

But no one withdrew...nor turned their faces to glance at each other.

The two fell silent like this, without making a sound, touching each other vaguely in the darkness, each looking at the blurred moonlight.

After an unknown amount of time, Fang Lin suddenly felt Tang Xingbei's fingertips twitch slightly on the palm of his hand a few times... like a symbol.

He didn't move or speak, just feeling quietly.

After a while, he suddenly raised his eyes.

Under the dim lighting, He Miao leaned over and twisted her neck to stare at the note, stumbled and said aloud, "... Excuse me, do you have someone you like now... What's TA's initials? "

F.

Tang Xingbei looked up at the moon quietly, and replied silently in his heart.

The author has something to say:

Thank you Shen Jiubai not black, sit and wait to recognize each other, mountains and rivers, the nutrient solution of yesterday's book~