smell you

It is embarrassing to press on top of the two people's heads.

Song Zeyou categorically denied it. If he really said that he was harassed by Li Zhexi, he would feel ashamed.

Song Zeyong patted him on the shoulder: "Anyway, if you have something to do, you must tell your family."

Song Zeyou was extremely depressed, wouldn't the whole family "see Li Zhexi differently" now? !

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Li Zhexi called.

Song Zeyou hesitated for a long while before picking up the phone: "...I even said I wouldn't go."

"I'm already at the entrance of the alley, and Teacher Sun is also there. You don't need to bring anything, just come over."

"Don't go."

"Mr. Sun has something to tell you."

"I do not know him."

"We've known each other since we met, come out soon." Li Zhexi hung up the phone.

Song Zeyou was distraught, he knew that if he didn't go out, Li Zhexi would never be finished, yes, go out and tell him clearly, whether it's embarrassing or tearing face, even if it's cursing, we have to end it today.

With the determination of a strong man to break his wrist, Song Zeyou rushed to the entrance of the alley, and sure enough, he saw Li Zhexi talking with a middle-aged man in his 50s or [-]s.

He took a deep breath and strode towards the two of them.

Li Zhexi smiled and waved: "Xiao Song—"

Song Zeyou gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. I will fight you today and fight you. If you dare to pester me again, I will send you back to your hometown.

"Li Zhexi, you—" He stretched out his hand to make a push, but Li Zhexi grabbed his hand and pulled him forward.

Song Zeyou: "..."

The middle-aged man held Song Zeyou's hand with both hands excitedly, "You are Xiao Song, you are so good, you really have an outstanding temperament, thank you for having you, otherwise, I would lose my life and become a sinner through the ages."

Li Zhexi hurriedly said: "Old Sun, if you bring this up again, I'll say it's none of your business."

The middle-aged man was the photographer Sun Zhijie. He said, "If I hadn't been so talkative, you could have gone to Nanshan to find the abandoned reservoir? Did you see the white hair on my head? It's from the days when you lost contact."

Song Zeyou wanted to break free, but Sun Zhijie pulled him into the car: "Come on, let's have a good chat in the car, tell me how you saved Xiao Li, maybe you can write a book."

Song Zeyou hurriedly said, "I'm not going—"

But he had already been escorted into the car, Li Zhexi kicked the accelerator, and the car drove a long way.

The so-called reaching out and not hitting a smiling person, let alone a stranger who has no grievances or enmities with him.

Sun Zhijie took out his notes and said enthusiastically: "Xiao Song, look, these are the notes I made. Everywhere we go, we have to mark the time and place for shooting, and record when necessary. It's rare that this is the first time we meet. It’s the first time traveling together, so we have to have a good chat.”

Song Zeyou's face was ugly and cold, but Sun Zhijie was an elder after all, so he had no choice but to answer: "Where are we going?"

Sun Zhijie smiled and said: "Xiao Li said that you don't like the excitement, this time we will go to a paradise. Xiao Song, I can see that you don't seem very happy, but I can assure you that going to that place will be unforgettable for you forever. "

Song Zeyou twitched the corners of his mouth, looked at the slippers on his feet, and came out in a hurry.

Sun Zhijie also saw it, and hurriedly said: "Don't worry, everything is prepared for you in the trunk, from head to toe outdoor equipment."

Song Zeyou said: "I'm a bit busy at the end of the year, I don't have time."

"Sneak in, combine work and rest. You are blessed to have a friend like Xiao Li. You are right to ask him what is delicious and fun about him. Let him take you with him, and he can play you to death."

Song Zeyou was stunned.

Li Zhexi, who was driving in front, said, "Old Sun, if you go on, I'll be played to death by you."

Sun Zhijie laughed loudly: "Mobilize the atmosphere, Xiao Song, Xiao Li is really nice, you will know after getting along for a long time."

Sun Zhijie, who is old and works in the government department, is also a fine person. He has long seen that Song Zeyou and Li Zhexi are not in the same boat.

Two hours later, it got dark quickly, but the car drove towards a sparsely populated place.

Song Zeyou was already hungry, but he never opened his mouth.

Sun Zhijie talked for two hours, his mouth was tired, and now he fell asleep.

Looking from a distance, it was dark outside the window, with tall and towering trees on both sides, receding rapidly.

Gradually, the uninterrupted whiteness of the trees spreads all the way to the ground. The snow that has not been seen in the urban area for more than ten years is shown here to the whole world without reservation.

The rear windows were all foggy, and the outside scenery was invisible.

Li Zhexi drove very slowly and carefully.

"Xiao Song, there are eighteen bends in the mountain road here, and it's snowy night again, are you afraid?"

Song Zeyou simply closed his eyes.

Li Zhexi smiled and said, "It's not bad to die together."

Song Zeyou is full of belly, whoever wants to die with you, if he knew the road is so far, couldn't he go there earlier?

When the car stopped, Song Zeyou was dizzy from the jolt.

Sun Zhijie opened his eyes: "Is it there?"

Song Zeyou was about to open the door and get out of the car when Li Zhexi suddenly said, "Wait a minute, don't open the door."

Li Zhexi got out of the car by himself.

Song Zeyou was puzzled when the car door beside him suddenly opened, and a strange cold instantly strangled his heart and lungs.

Li Zhexi's tall figure stood in front of the car door, and an oversized down jacket was stuffed in.

"Put on your clothes quickly, and put on your shoes."

The three of them changed their clothes at the same time in the car, carried three large bags of heavy photographic equipment, and walked into the woods with flashlights.

Even though he was covered from head to toe, Song Zeyou still felt that his hands and feet were stiff. He wrote that Xanadu is here, his eyes are dark, and his ears are full of the sound of pine forests, which makes this world harsh and mysterious.

"I'll be there soon. Do you see the lights in front? That's the management room of the forest area—" Li Zhexi has obviously been here many times and knows the way.

Song Zeyou was hungry and cold, unable to speak anything.

Finally arrived at the destination, the forest ranger Old Wei had been waiting there.

Lao Wei helped Sun Zhijie carry the bags together, and took them to the room that had been packed earlier.

"You two young people will sleep in this room. Usually, my son lives here occasionally when he visits me on the mountain. My grandson lives with me. The room is very simple, so please don't dislike it."

Song Zeyou looked at the narrow and dark room with only an old-fashioned old rattan bed, his heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly asked, "...are there any other rooms?"

Old Wei wondered: "Look at this big one-story house here...It's cold at night, it's warmer if you squeeze in, don't talk about it, hurry up and eat."

Song Zeyou couldn't help but look at Li Zhexi, this bastard has such an idea? !

With a calm expression, Li Zhexi tidied up her luggage.

When Lao Wei came to the kitchen, it was true that the management room of the forest area was very old and small, and the small square wooden table brought the time back to 40 years ago.

Sun Zhijie smelled the fragrance, and said happily: "Xiao Song, you are lucky, don't swallow your tongue when the time comes."

Song Zeyou's heart is full of bad things about being squeezed into a room with Li Zhexi, and he can't leave even if he wants to.

Elder Wei carefully brought out a stainless steel washbasin and placed it on the wooden table covered with dish mats. The steaming heat warmed the small room.

Li Zhexi took out a few bottles of Laobaigan brought up from the mountain, opened them and poured them for everyone without saying a word.