Costume Mountains and Rivers

Hang Yunyang and Shen Peinan had a good time, how could they not know that the photo of Mo Qinghe in the wallet was not at all, but the old love who died young?At this time, I intentionally poke at someone's sore spot, because I want to remind him not to make mistakes infatuation. Hang Yunyang is precocious and selfish, and he doesn't agree with this kind of low-level love, but he really loves this senior brother. Seeing that he was about to be hurt by Shen Peinan's coldness, regardless of the consequences, he rushed forward rashly.

When Mo Qinghe saw that the wallet was about to be made public, her eyes immediately turned red, and she tried her best to wink at Shen Peinan.

Shen Peinan frowned to avoid Hang Yunyang's siege, but the wound on his left arm hadn't healed, and he was defeated within two strokes, leaving the wallet in someone else's hands.

Hang Yunyang succeeded, he gave a beep like a child, put the wallet upside down in his hand, and said with a smile to Mo Qinghe: "Brother, let's make an agreement, if he doesn't put your photo, I won't allow you to suffer anymore, right He is fine, I must tie you home, or Mr. Shen will come to apologize, or I will introduce you to a gentle and good partner, let him regret it himself!"

Chen Zongyi didn't understand what the three of them were thinking, and only thought that Hang Yunyang was cute when he was laughing and making trouble, so he walked around behind him, wrapped his hands around his waist from behind, and opened the wallet together to join in the fun.

Mo Qinghe knew that she couldn't hide it anymore, sighed, turned her head and stared at a begonia slanting out of the window in a daze, thinking that she would really be embarrassed by her junior today, but she didn't want Hang Yunyang to open her wallet with a clear smile He froze for a moment, pursed his lower lip and did not speak.

Chen Zongyi looked at the wallet, then raised his head to look at Mo Qinghe, compared them for a while, and said with a smile: "You always compare me to a romantic model, it turns out that the person who is truly affectionate is Mr. True feelings can never be described so well.”

He walked gracefully to Shen Peinan's side, reached out and patted his shoulder, and put on a naughty smile that needless to say, I understand.

Shen Peinan curled his lips and said, "I've seen it, can you pay me back?"

Chen Zongyi nodded with a smile, but raised his hand and threw the wallet obliquely upwards. The black wallet flew out like a swallow, drew an arc, and landed in Dai Changming's hand, which was exactly what Dai Changming wanted , lifted it up to enjoy it, and with an ambiguous smile on his face, threw it to Zhou Rubai again.

Mo Qinghe blew his beard and stared at Shen Peinan anxiously. Seeing that he was only focused on drinking tea from a cup, he simply flew to grab the wallet by himself. Everyone thought he was shy, so they deliberately refused to let him succeed, like grabbing a hydrangea. You chase after me and play nonsense.

No matter how spacious the living room is, five or six grown men can't stand the fight, hitting the sofa for a while, and the coffee table for a while, the little yellow cat who has been sleeping in the shape of a pompom heard the movement, and joined in the fun, jumping from the flower shelf with a meow , rushed towards Zhou Rubai who was holding a wallet, but bumped into Mrs. Jin who was holding a silver tray to deliver snacks in mid-air.

The little yellow cat is round and fat now, and has a bit of fighting power. Its warm and fluffy body scared Mrs. Jin into screaming, and she accidentally smashed the snack plate, and raised her head and shouted: "Oh, they are all people with public positions. Why are you still acting like a child?"

Zhou Rubai was clutching his wallet to look for the next recipient, turned his head and smiled at Shen Peinan: "It's rare for us two to have the same aesthetics, and I also think that although actors are beautiful when they are sullen on stage, they are not born to be entertained by others." , it’s still cutest when you take off your makeup and just be yourself.”

When he was speaking, Dai Changming's fat body just blocked Zhou Rubai's sight. He threw it vigorously, and the wallet flew directly over Dai Changming's head, and fell into Mo Qinghe's hand impartially.

Before the others said anything, Shen Peinan's face darkened first. Chen Zongyi thought that he was used to being cold and hard, and was embarrassed by showing his feelings, so he laughed and said, "Since there is a place in my heart, I am not afraid to let everyone know. Is it only Is it possible to show your status by putting on a face that you love me and I don't care about it? In view of Brother Shen's recent behavior, I would like to advise that everyone is equal now in a civilized society. The style of four concubines has long been out of fashion, why not have a love affair with a beautiful woman and enjoy the joy of love."

Mo Qinghe couldn't understand what he was talking about, just as the wallet was in his hand, he looked down, and saw that the original photo of Yu Qiao had disappeared, and now there was a delicate black and white pen sketch, drawing It was Mo Qinghe, wearing his precious off-white school uniform, with a schoolbag slanted across his shoulders, looking back in the glow of the sky, without a smile, with his mouth slightly open, his expression a bit astonished, and his eyes gleaming with innocence and stubbornness. look.

In the lower right corner, there is a square red seal with Nan characters the size of a thumb. The ink pad is fresh and moist red, like a cloud, burning all the way to Mo Qinghe's face.

Zhou Rubai held up his glasses, pretending to be serious, and said to Shen Peinan: "Brother, you tied back the reddest Tsing Yi in the city, pretending to be the head of the family and calling him around every day, so you haven't even got a photo yet?" ? Use this trick to please people, Poet Shen, if you ask me, your achievements are really sympathetic."

With a neat mustache, he strolled up to Mo Qinghe, and put his arms around his shoulders in a very Chinese way to joke: "Little friend, tell me the truth, is this bandit arrogant? Every day we leave, he Do you want to run to you to wash your feet and show your courtesy?"

Now even Shen Peinan couldn't help shaking his head with a smile, but Zhou Rubai gave him a hard look, warning him not to talk too much, and waiting for Mo Qinghe's answer together with everyone.

Holding the wallet, Mo Qinghe imagined Shen Peinan's courteousness in his heart. He thought it was an absurd drama, but the absurdity was very sweet. He lowered his head, a smile slowly spread from his lips to the ears, He cleared his throat vigorously, suppressed his smile, put on a serious look, and raised his head and said, "Brother Shen has never washed his feet, but the oily and spicy noodles he made are very delicious."

Hearing the words, everyone imagined Shen Peinan wearing a military uniform and fiercely holding a frying pan. They were stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter. Zhou Rubai almost leaned back from the sofa, raised a finger and pointed at Mo Qing. He, panting with a smile, said, "It's said that you can't be more playful than an actor, this mouth is really hated, it's on par with Brother Shen ten years ago!"

Mo Qinghe tilted her head, wanting to reply that he is not attractive to anyone now, and was slandering happily, when she suddenly raised her head and glanced at Shen Peinan, not thinking that the other party seemed to be silently remembering something, leaned forward, Elbows on knees, fingers crossed under chin, a pair of stern black eyes staring at him.

The two eyes intertwined, both of them hurriedly lowered their heads as if they were guilty of guilt, and felt that they had slept in bed countless times, it was so silly to have such a youthful behavior, they looked back at each other, and smiled face to face.

The new rule that everyone has recently reached has always been that whoever is free after lunch will join the game, have a snack, and say goodbye before dinner. If you have time, book a box in the theater in advance after dinner, and then post a post to invite people Go to the theater.

Today it was Dai Changming's turn to treat guests. He rubbed Bai Shengsheng's chubby hands for a long time, like a spinning wheel, and slipped to Zhou Rubai's side for a while, telling him about the new Kunling Xiaoyuxian from Tianjin, and wandering around to Zhou Rubai for a while. Chen Zongyi lamented how thoughtful the service of the new private room was, and after a short time, he managed to win over everyone, ordered three cars to wait at the door in advance, and said that he would go to Donglaishun to have a meal of mutton first, and then go to listen to Yutangchun.

In fact, there are two lovers among the six people, it is really not suitable for such romantic activities, but Chen Zongyi is very conscious, since he got Yunyang, at most he only jokes with other actors, so Hang Yunyang has no objection to him keeping the fixed box in the theater , and even often go on stage to play, or personally introduce new popular roles to everyone.

Compared to Chen Zongyi, Shen Peinan is really not a competent lover. When Mo Qinghe heard that he was going to the theater again, one head was about to become two big. He hesitated and refused to move. Shen Peinan did not attend the theater today. He refused Dai Changming with a few words, and everyone asked why, but he smiled and said nothing, only staring at Mo Qinghe, and motioned for him to answer.

Mo Qinghe doesn't know which one he will play again, but after many days of cooperation, the two of them have perfected their co-acting skills, so without even thinking about it, taking advantage of the aftermath of the photo incident, they held Shen Peinan's arm affectionately and said goodbye to everyone : "He has nothing else, but I miss him."

The word "think" dragged on very slowly and ambiguously. Everyone swept their eyes and immediately understood what was going on. With smirks all over their faces, they pushed one by one to go out. Hang Yunyang pulled to the depths of the flowers and trees, took advantage of the night, hurriedly took out the checkbook, filled in a sum of 5000 yuan and stuffed it into his hand, quickly said: "I have something to ask you and Mr. Chen to help."

Hang Yunyang usually said a sentence followed by three witty jokes, but now seeing his senior brother looking serious and looking down to see the amount of the check, he couldn't help but get nervous, took his hand and asked what happened.

Mo Qinghe stared at the yellow light from the window of the western-style building through the gaps in the branches and leaves, with a rather nostalgic expression, and sighed: "Do you think Shen Peinan is worth entrusting?"

Hang Yunyang has always wanted to discuss this issue with him. At first, he was worried that his senior brother would not listen to his persuasion, but he didn't want him to speak out first, so he replied: "It's not worth it, these people are not worth it. He was not bad to me back then. The same thing is like throwing it away when you get tired of it, you don’t follow me if you have money like me, I’m really afraid that if you are serious about him, you will be sad sooner or later.”

Mo Qinghe nodded, and said in a low voice: "I understand, so I want to ask you to help me find a way out. This money is a deposit. Please beg Mr. Chen, don't say it's me, help me find a place. Houses in Hebei, Hunan, Hubei, Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas, or Hong Kong, the house doesn’t need to be too luxurious, just big enough for two people and servants to live in. The important thing is not to let Shen Peinan know that if one day I fall out with him, I hope that I will never fall out with him again. Don't let him find me."

Hang Yunyang looked back at the foreign building, and said differently: "Why is this? Are you afraid of his revenge? As long as you don't cuckold him like Yu Qiao, no matter how bad he is, he won't care about us."

Mo Qinghe couldn't explain the matter of lurking and the party to Hang Yunyang, and shook her head with a wry smile: "You don't understand, just do as I say, and I will make up the money when you find a suitable house."

Hang Yunyang was very surprised when he saw his senior brother hesitate to speak. He remembered that Qing He and Liu Chu had similar personalities, both idealistic and full of blind courage. Be around him, let alone fall in love with him.But seeing that his elder brother didn't intend to say it clearly, and knowing that it was useless to ask, he carefully folded the check and put it in his shirt pocket, and said solemnly: "Don't worry, although I don't have any principles, I will definitely do what my elder brother ordered. He didn't even reveal a word to Zongyi."

Taking advantage of the bright moonlight, Mo Qinghe discovered that his junior brother was really handsome as a man, with a narrow nose, phoenix eyes, and white skin like jade, but he was slightly different from his own impression, where is it?

Hang Yunyang was frowning slightly, with his hands in his pockets, kicking a broken stone with his leather shoes.Mo Qinghe recalled quietly, and suddenly realized that his junior brother never frowned before, when he was a child he was always smiling like a little fox doing nothing, but now he looks like a grown-up, he was suddenly moved by the passage of time and Feeling bitter about the impermanence of fate, the original dislike for the younger brother was replaced by pity. He stretched out his hand to straighten his clothes, and pushed outward: "Let's go, they are all waiting for you."

With a brisk hum, Hang Yunyang pushed aside the lilac branches, and suddenly turned to Mo Qinghe and said, "You said you want two people to live together, who is the other?"

Mo Qinghe looked at the bright and clear moon in the sky, breathed in the fragrance of flowers and plants in the night wind, smiled from her heart, and said to Hang Yunyang: "My mother, I'm probably going to find her soon."

Hang Yunyang also became rejoiced. He copied his pockets with both hands, and took the heel of the leather shoes as the axis, and spun around in a smart way. He opened his hands as if he was about to dance, but when he stopped, he was unsteady. He staggered and almost fell. He straightened up and said happily: "This is a very good thing. Back then, among the three of us, you were the only one who remembered what your family looked like!"

As he walked backwards, he smiled at Mo Qinghe and said, "Don't want a house for two people, but a house for four people, you, me, and brother Liu Chu, when we are all old, no one will want it. Just live together, basking in the sun in the yard every day and peeling peanuts, you and Brother Liu Chu will sing songs, I will play the Yueqin, and we will serve your mother together, when the time comes, I will also change my surname to Mo, so I will have a family too!"

He faced Mo Qinghe, bathed in the moonlight, his eyes were like black stones soaked in cold water, his face was young and happy.Just as Mo Qinghe wanted to remind him to turn around and walk without tripping, he stepped on a curb and sat down on the flower bed, rubbing his body with mud.

Mo Qinghe pulled him thousands of times, but Hang Yunyang jumped up briskly, patted the dirt on his body, and ran away.

Everyone waited until Hang Yunyang, and left together by car. Mo Qinghe returned to the living room, and saw that the noisy hall had finally quieted down all afternoon. Shen Peinan was sitting on the sofa, stroking the little fat cat with one hand, and smoking a cigarette with the other.He felt very comfortable, walked behind Shen Peinan and squeezed his shoulders, and asked, "Tell me, whose masterpiece is that portrait, I don't believe it's you."

Shen Peinan moved his hand to his shoulder, grabbed Mo Qinghe's hand and kneaded it gently, closed his eyes and enjoyed it: "Your man is from our young master after all, can't you make two strokes and a picture? I'll wait until you're free." Write you a fan, just write 'it's delicious, lazy, jealous', and when you take it out during the dog days, others will definitely say it's well written!"

Mo Qinghe was choked by him again. He wanted to ask Shen Peinan how he felt about him, so as not to be sentimental, but Shen Peinan didn't give him time. After smoking a cigarette, he suddenly unbuttoned the buttons of his military uniform one by one. Button, took off his coat and threw it on the sofa, stood up and stretched his body, turned his head and said to Mo Qinghe: "Go upstairs, I want to check your marksmanship and leg skills, first shoot ten bullets for me to see, marksmanship After passing the test, I plan to teach you boxing overnight."

Mo Qinghe was still immersed in the scent of Hang Yunyang's perfume, and she was carried up to the second floor by Shen Peinan like a chicken, and thrown all the way into the strictly silenced training room until the pistol was assembled , standing side by side with Shen Peinan in front of the target, Mo Qinghe realized that he was really interested in practicing shooting, and said dumbfounded: "If you are bored, just bring a soldier to accompany you. I will sing Tsing Yi alone, and the victim will sing Don't say it's not a show, do you still want to be trained by you to be a martial arts master?"

Shen Peinan pulled the safety, loaded the bullet, and was raising the gun to aim. Hearing this, he hummed softly from his nose, turned his head and said, "Thank you."

He pulled the trigger, and there was a muffled gunshot, and there was a round bullet hole in the bullseye.

Slapping the pistol in Mo Qinghe's hand, Shen Peinan unbuttoned the first button of his shirt and stared straight at him: "How many times have you lost to me, how many times will I fuck you tonight."

Mo Qinghe suddenly realized what he meant by one night of punching and kicking, his face became hot, and his fighting spirit suddenly rose. He squinted at the target and said, "How many times can I beat you in exchange for how many times I win?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Shen Peinan's eyes, but he didn't continue to quarrel with him. He cursed a bitch, lowered his head and kissed his lips vigorously, and said seriously: "Quansheng, Quansheng will let you go."

Mo Qinghe couldn't believe it, but Shen Peinan's expression didn't look like he was joking. He began to get nervous, his chest seemed to be filled with a balloon that was gradually swelling, and he was so overwhelmed by the intense excitement that he couldn't breathe.

This kind of competition contained too many personal emotions. He did not perform very well in the first round. After ten bullets hit the eighth round, he was doomed to lose. However, when he clenched his pistol and was about to fire the ninth round When the bullet was fired, Shen Peinan suddenly grabbed his wrist, gestured for silence, pulled him slowly to the window, and opened the curtain.

Mo Qinghe was puzzled. She pressed her forehead against the cold glass and looked down. In the dark night, she saw the shadows of trees at the end of the garden downstairs moving, as if there was a breeze blowing by. It is not the wind that is swinging, but people. More than 20 plainclothes soldiers are already in place, gathering at the back door of the garden, ready to go!

"What is this for?" Mo Qinghe withdrew her gaze and stared blankly at Shen Peinan, "Siege the city?"

Shen Peinan spat, stretched out his hand to push open the window, pointed to a piece of wet soil below where the shrubs had just been pulled out, and gave Mo Qinghe a brief order: "Jump."

"Tonight I will show you what real street fighting is!"