A Li Fugui was thrown into Marysu

In winter, it gets dark quickly, and the mountains are no worse than the city. Except for the shops for tourists to eat and live in, which are brightly lit all night, the shops are only a few meters away. The light seems to be completely blocked by some mysterious substance. No fingers.

When Li Fugui and Yu Chizheng returned to the room, the first thing they saw was the huge French window.He was overwhelmed by eating, he was not in a hurry to lie down, and was about to stand up to digest his food, so he approached the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, and the most clear thing he could see was the reflection of him and Yuchizheng on the glass. The small light was turned off, and now I can see the outside a little more clearly.

He put his forehead against the glass, and opened his eyes wide to observe the scenery outside the window, the mountains in the distance, the grass nearby, the store specially planted ivy on the outer wall of the hotel, the leaves fell off after the cold wind in winter, only The remaining dry vines cling to the wall relentlessly, like wild ghosts who are dying.

Li Fugui was frightened by his own imagination, so he couldn't help taking a step back, and said to himself, "The scenery is beautiful during the day, but it's scary at night."

Especially when it's dark outside, it's easy to think of a black hole, or something like a ghost, as if something could jump out of it anytime, anywhere, smash the glass in his room, and rush towards him with its bloody mouth open. .

Yu Chizheng came over, looked down at Li Fugui who suddenly said nothing and buried himself in the quilt, "What's wrong?"

A terrified voice came from inside, "Yuchizheng... Tell me, is the urban legend rumored in Greenwood Mountain true?"

Yu Chizheng frowned, "Urban legend?"

A voice from inside the quilt: "Yes, Ouyang Yu said it."

Yu Chizheng's hands were slightly stronger, and Li Fugui's face was rescued from the bed, and he asked, "What is this urban legend?"

Li Fugui shook his head, "He didn't say anything."

"..."

Yu Chizheng pinched his face, "It must be fake, he lied to you."

"..." Li Fugui looked at him expectantly, "Really?"

Yuchizheng nodded patiently, "Really."

Li Fugui immediately relaxed, and stopped grabbing the quilt with his hands, he felt that he was doing well again.

But there is some truth to this...

In TV shows, we all know that urban legends are true.

As soon as the protagonist knows about these urban legends, the urban legends will happen to him.

In the same way, what if he doesn't know?

— Then nothing will happen!

What a genius he is! (≧▽≦)

Li Fugui, who fell into subjective idealism, felt relieved.

Yu Chizheng saw at a glance that this "little genius" must have figured out something in his head. Li Fugui's world has his own logic. Although sometimes the logic is not self-consistent at all, it can make him happy. alright.

He pinched Li Fugui's face again, and said softly, "Go take a bath."

Li Fugui said dissatisfiedly: "You are like my mother."

"..."

Yu Chizheng pursed his lips, "What?"

"My mother kept urging me to take a shower. Although each of us has its own bathroom, so it won't interfere with each other at all, but my mother just couldn't see me taking a late shower, and always said, 'Oh, why don't you take a shower, rich boy? Are you not washing tonight?'..."

Yu Chizheng joked, "Then thank you for allowing me to be both a father and a mother at a young age."

Li Fugui suddenly thought of a popular meme on the Internet:

No boy moms, no boy moms! !

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Yuchizheng was helpless, "Stop laughing, my mother told you to take a bath, go to bed early tonight, and go climbing tomorrow."

This time it was Li Fugui who was frightened, his laughter stopped abruptly, and he looked at him in shock: "You actually know this trick?!"

However, although they said they wanted to go to bed early, they didn't wake up until eight o'clock, but they couldn't fall asleep anyway.

The hour hand quietly turned to zero.

Li Fugui finally turned over as if he couldn't take it anymore, and said to Yu Chizheng who was on the opposite bed depressedly: "At the same table, let me sing you a lullaby."

There was silence on the bed for a while, "...why."

Li Fugui explained solemnly: "Because I can't fall asleep listening to the lullaby on my mobile phone, I feel that singing by myself is more participatory, and maybe I can fall asleep this way."

After a while of silence on the bed, he compromised, "...you can sing."

Li Fugui cleared his throat.

Mouth——

"In the morning I stand in the ~green pasture~"

Li Fugui is passionate:

"I saw the eagle wearing that glow~"

Yuchi Zheng: "..."

Who TM lullaby sang "Heavenly Road"? !

Li Fugui was unaware of Yu Chizheng's desire to speak, and at this time, his "lullaby" had reached the climax:

"——That is a magical sky~road~hey~bringing the warmth of the world to the border~border~"

"..."

Totally out of tune.

He endured. π_π

Suddenly, there were three knocks on the door, and Ling Zheye's voice sounded from outside the door: "Friendly army! It's friendly army! Don't talk!"

Li Fugui: "..."

Yuchi Zheng: "..."

His body trembled.

Unbearable.

Fu Guier, do you know how hard it is for me to hold back my laughter?

...then just smile blankly.

TVT

Li Fugui opened the door angrily, glaring, "What are you doing here?!"

Ling Zheye smiled embarrassingly, "No, I couldn't sleep late at night and wanted to go out for a walk, but I didn't expect to hear such a deafening singing from your room."

Li Fugui still glared at him, "Is this the way to deafen people? Illiterate!"

After cursing, he felt relieved, and the corners of his eyes fluttered.

Ling Zheye couldn't see his complacent look, walked past him into the room, and asked Yuchi Zheng who was sitting on the bedside, "Yuchi, you are the closest to him, tell me, how is he singing?"

Yuchi Zheng: "..."

Li Fugui stared at him warningly, if you dare to say something bad, you will die!

"..."

An eerie silence spread in the room.

Yuchizheng thought for a long time, and finally spit out seven words: "...His voice is very special."

Ling Zheye: "..."

WTF! !

Yuchizheng, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person? !

Where is your conscience?Where is your backbone?

How could he just succumb to Li Fugui's lust? !

Angry and indisputable, mourning and misfortune! ! !

Li Fugui puffed out his chest proudly, his chin almost went up to the sky, "Look! He said I sing well! It's because you don't know how to appreciate it, hum!"

Ling Zheye: Where did he say that you sing well?He just said you have a special voice!

No, your voice is not special either!

After all, Yuchi Zheng's kneecaps were too soft.

Ling Zheye sighed bitterly.

Li Fugui started to chase people away, waving his hands, pushing and shoving, "It's alright, alright, you have enjoyed my beautiful singing voice, you can get out."

"Hey!" Ling Zheye struggled a bit, breaking away from Li Fugui's control, "Don't drive me away! I'm here, why don't you do something before going back?"

"..."

Li Fugui turned pale with fright, and hugged his body tightly like a big girl with yellow flowers, "What do you want to do?"

Ling Zheye rolled his eyes ungracefully.

Xiemei smiled, like Doraemon pulling out something from his pocket, his thin lips slightly parted: "Fight the Landlord."

Li Fugui/Yu Chizheng: "..."

The moon is dark and the wind is high at night, when murderers and arsonists.

On this unusual night, the postgraduate dog is drinking a cup of coffee and continues to write under the lamp, the lover is on the bed, you and I are going to do some sports that are not allowed in Jinjiang, and the game boy stays up until the early morning just to draw cards for card points metaphysics……

There is even a mysterious hotel at the foot of the mountain, where three teenagers are facing a dim and dim light...

... fighting the landlord.

"Yes."

"I'm sorry."

Li Fugui couldn't help it anymore, "Why don't we turn on the headlights when we play cards?!"

Ling Zheye looked at him with an expression of "you don't understand", "Isn't this for the atmosphere? Look at this lamp, this shadow, how atmospheric is it?"

Li Fugui rolled his eyes at him, "What's the atmosphere of Doudi, why don't I sing you another piece of Heavenly Road?"

"Ahem! No need." Ling Zheye touched his nose.

"Four with two."

"Is it serious to start with four and two?" Li Fugui couldn't believe it.

Ling Zheye smiled, meaning, "Atmosphere."

"..."

Li Fugui couldn't help becoming superstitious: Is there really metaphysics in this world?

Immediately, he shook his head, denying this idea: If there is metaphysics in the world, then Lin Shu, who loves to use metaphysics to draw cards, is no worse than him, who draws cards casually.

Hey.

This round was undoubtedly lost again.

The more frustrated Li Fugui became, the more courageous he became, and he had to win Ling Zheye.

Excitedly dealt another round of cards.

"..."

The expected value dropped to the bottom in an instant.

"Some people are alive, he is dead."

by Poet Zang Kejia

"Some cards are lost before they even start playing."

by loser Li Fugui

Ling Zheye glanced at his hair, and secretly smiled.

Li Fugui sighed deeply, thinking that it would be meaningless to play this game, his eyes had already started to shift, and he fell into "thinking" about life.

However, before he could think about any philosophy, he suddenly saw Yuchizheng's card in his vision.

"..."

Oh, he thought of a philosophy:

When desires/desires are presented to us, it is always difficult for us to choose.

by belt philosopher, Li Fugui

But now this philosopher has no time to think about his philosophy, because what is more important now is that Yuchizheng's card is in front of him, should he take a peek at it?

Yu Chizheng sat very close to him, Li Fugui didn't have any idea about peeking at his cards, but the other party's cards are so carelessly laid aside, it's too tempting to commit a crime! ! !

In his mind, the desire to commit crimes and his conscience fought frantically.

...In the end, the desire to commit crimes overcame conscience. Li Fugui didn't move his head, but his eyes frantically aimed to the right. However, his eyes became tired within three seconds. Seeing him like this, Ling Zheye burst out laughing, teasing: "Fugui Son, your squint is a bit serious."

Li Fugui quickly turned serious, rubbed his eyelids, and smiled coquettishly, "Moving your eyes more can help protect your eyesight."

Ling Zheye snorted, and saw Yuchizheng show him the cards in his hand openly, Ling Zheye was not happy: "Hey, hey! Don't bring such ones!"

Li Fugui smiled triumphantly at Ling Zheye, then looked down...

"..."

The smile froze on his face.

Ah, one pair of three, five six seven eight is the lack of a nine, against Q, a K is the biggest card... Is this still playing with a hammer? ?

Ling Zheye laughed loudly: "Didn't expect that the double kings and the four twos are with me." He smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum, and spread his cards out, "Well, I'm not afraid of you looking at me." Come and appreciate how good your brother's cards are."

Li Fugui was numb: Forget it!What cards are you playing!Or be a great philosopher...

The author has something to say: Li Fugui sings.

Low EQ: Friends, don't speak up!

High EQ: His voice is very special.