you have to talk to me

Taking a detour to the top of the mountain, Yang Fan miscalculated, not only the famous five-star hotel on the top of the mountain was out of room, but also the resort hotels along the way were out of room.The resort area on the mountain came to the end, and Yang Fan angrily turned the steering wheel to back up.

"Fuck, why are you so unlucky." The road is narrow, the SUV has a big butt, and it's getting dark, so it's not easy to reverse the car, adding fuel to the fire, "I really should listen to you, let you go home and do your homework .”

"Isn't there still accommodation at the foot of the mountain?"

"Those are the houses of nearby villagers. I don't think the conditions will be very good. You are willing to live there." The car finally reversed. "It's all my fault that I didn't book it in advance. It's a bit of a disappointment. Otherwise, I'll just drive first." Go back to Li'an, let's eat something delicious in the city, stay for one night, and go back tomorrow?"

"It's all here, just for one night, it's okay to stay at the villagers' house." Feng Jimeng pushed down the window of the car.

The evening wind on the mountain was very humid with the evening dew, and it was already a little cool on the bare skin.Feng Jimeng lay on the car window, stuck her head out, looked at the layers of black mountains in the near distance, and the dark blue sky at the end of her sight, and said to Yang Fan: "The wind is so comfortable, let's stay for one night. "

No matter what the situation was, Feng Jimeng's state of being at ease could always ease Yang Fan's irritable mood in an instant.He thinks that Feng Jimeng should be a delicate young master. In fact, sometimes he behaves like a tramp who is happy with the situation, which reminds Yang Fan of a poem - I am born without a home, and peace of mind is where I go.

"Okay, I'll stay at the B&B tonight."

When they went down the mountain, it was already dark, and there were fewer villagers gathered at the entrance of the mountain than when they first came, but there were still about a dozen of them.Seeing this car going back and forth, I immediately understood that their business was coming, and rushed to grab customers.

Yang Fan asked Feng Jimeng to take the car, and he went down first to ask.As soon as I got out of the car, I was grabbed by the wrist by an old woman: "I just said that there are no rooms on the mountain, and I don't want to see how many people are there every day during this peak season, so as to delay this time. Come with me, there is another room at my house, it will be later Just one room is gone.”

Even Yang Fan was taken aback by the situation, and quickly withdrew his hand: "One room is not enough, the two of us."

The aunt smiled: "I see, there is a young man, you can just squeeze in and out, and save money."

Yang Fan thought that it would be okay to squeeze with others, but it would be easier to squeeze with Feng Jimeng.

"Do you have two rooms?"

No one spoke.

"Is there a standard room?"

The aunt discussed with a younger elder sister next to her: "Our two families are close, and there is still a vacant room in her house, so the two of you can live in one house."

"That won't work, I can live together."

"Ouch, why are you young so grumpy? What are the two men afraid of?"

At this time, an uncle who was squeezed out of the circle held up his mobile phone and shouted: "I still have a standard room with two beds..."

Yang Fan pushed through the crowd and saw this uncle, and he said, "It's just that the conditions are average."

Yang Fan thought that he didn't have much to choose from right now, so he took Feng Jimeng and got on the uncle's tricycle and left.At first glance, the uncle is not the type of person who is particularly good at soliciting business. He explained to them on the way that his home is a little further away, so he drives a tricycle.

In fact, within ten minutes, the tricycle turned from the cement road to a stone road, which led them directly into a large yard.

This is much better than the farmyard Yang Fan imagined. There are seven or eight rooms in a row of houses horizontally, and there are three or four rooms at each end. Several stone tables were built, and three tables of guests were drinking and eating.

The uncle called his daughter-in-law and asked her to take the two of them to see the room first.The daughter-in-law patted her thigh and said that the standard room had just been rented out on the front foot, and there was still a big bed left.

Yang Fan just wanted to ask if this uncle was lying to him, but he saw that this uncle was more nervous than him, he apologized repeatedly, and said that otherwise he would send the two of them back to the foot of the mountain.

Or the daughter-in-law is more lively, saying that the two girls who just booked the room can go to help and ask the girl if she would like to change rooms with them, but there is no guarantee, because the standard room is 100 yuan cheaper.

Feng Jimeng took a look at Yang Fan, and Yang Fan also saw that the environment of this place was not bad, so he said to go to the room first.

The woman took them to the room and introduced them familiarly: "This is a small suite. Look, there are bathrooms and toilets in it. There are not many self-built houses like ours with independent bathrooms."

"This side is next to the pond, and this side is next to the storage room. There is no one next door, and it is quiet. The bedding is the specification of the hotel above, and the material is the same. We do the cleaning and disinfection ourselves, and the towels and slippers are all disposable. Don't worry. Yes, very clean."

The room is nice, at least better than Yang Fan imagined. He asked Feng Jimeng with his eyes, and seeing Feng Jimeng nodded, he asked again: "How much is it for one night?"

"Now it's peak season, 400 per night."

After some haggling, the deal was finally settled at 320, including a breakfast.

After the room was settled, the two of them were already hungry, so they decided to have a taste of the farmhouse.Unexpectedly, there are quite a variety of dishes in this place. Yang Fan ordered a farmhouse bacon stir-fry, taro roast chicken, stir-fried seasonal vegetables, and a piece of meat soup. The two of them cleaned up the food on the table and filled their stomachs round.It was still early before going to bed, so Yang Fan asked Feng Jimeng to go out for a stroll together.

"Turn on your phone, in case you get lost in the wilderness."

Feng Jimeng finally turned on his cell phone which he had shut down all afternoon.

The little girl guarding the gate of the yard saw that someone was about to go out, so she took a water bottle of toilet water and sprayed it on the bare arms of the two of them, and said embarrassedly: "Mosquito bites hurt people in the mountains."

Feng Jimeng asked: "Are there a lot of mosquitoes?"

"Well, there are quite a lot of them on the pond, but there are also fireflies on the other side of the pond. If you want to see them, you should take the dew with you."

"Oh, thank you."

The little girl also looked to be in her teens, and she was a little embarrassed to see a good-looking opposite sex of the same age, so she gave Feng Jimeng some toilet water, said you're welcome, then turned around and ran away briskly.There were two remaining human-shaped toilet water bottles exuding a pungent fragrance, walking shoulder to shoulder towards the pond.

"Firefly, I haven't seen it for many years. Speaking of which, I only saw it when I was a child." Yang Fan put his arm on Feng Jimeng's shoulder, "Have you seen it?"

"I've seen it on TV, but I haven't seen it in real life."

The two walked shoulder to shoulder in silence for a while, and Yang Fan suddenly said, "That little girl just fell in love with you."

"?" Feng Jimeng looked puzzled.

Yang Fan raised his hand holding the toilet water bottle: "There are so many people coming in and out, the couple in front of us even asked her for it, but they gave it to you, lest your delicate skin and tender flesh be bitten by mosquitoes." Pinched Feng Jimeng's arm.

"...Then I will return it to her."

As he spoke, he was about to go back, but Yang Fan wrapped his arms around him: "Are you stupid?"

"Who told you to say that."

"I've never seen such a dull person like you. Fortunately, you are talking to me. My lord doesn't care too much. If you talk to a little girl, the little girl will be so pitiful, she will be stunned to death."

Feng Jimeng chuckled: "Then I promise not to treat you badly."

"Tsk, why don't you treat me badly?"

Feng Jimeng pondered for a while, and said seriously: "I will take care of you in the future."

"...Get off your ass!"

The two walked half a circle around the big pond, but they didn't see a single firefly, but the crickets nearby and the frogs in the distance sang a chorus, which was very lively.

On the edge of the pond there was a patch of ryegrass, raised to feed the fish, half cut bare, half lush and thick as a meadow.Yang Fan pulled Feng Jimeng and sat down by the pond. The wind blowing from the water not only smelled of water, but also had the aftertaste of sunlight during the day, while the meadow exuded a refreshing and bitter fragrance of grass. There is a faint smell of cooking smoke.

Yang Fan lit a cigarette and leaned against Feng Jimeng: "There are no fireflies." He raised his head again, "Look, there are so many stars, and the moon is so bright."

"Ah."

Yang Fan leaned back and reclined, lying on the meadow, leaning on Feng Jimeng's legs to look at the stars: "This place is really nice, when you finish your college entrance examination next year, we'll come here to escape the summer heat for a few months, how about it? "

"Okay." Feng Jimeng reached out to grab the cigarette in Yang Fan's hand, "Brother, give me a puff."

Yang Fan ducked his finger: "What are you smoking? Children are not allowed to smoke."

Feng Jimeng withdrew his hands in boredom, put his hands on the meadow, looked at the sky and sighed like Yang Fan: "I have no interest at all, falling in love with you is sometimes like talking with the teaching director, brother, you have imagination Have you ever dated your dean?"

"Dean?" Yang Fan had veins popping out of his forehead, but he leaned on Feng Jimeng's leg and hooked his fingers at Feng Jimeng with the corner of his mouth upturned.

When Feng Jimeng lowered his head and the two were close at hand, Yang Fan said provocatively, "You want to take a sip, open your mouth."

Feng Jimeng didn't know what Yang Fan was going to do, seeing his hand holding the cigarette moved up, she thought he would put the cigarette butt in her mouth.At the thought of smoking the same cigarette holder with Yang Fan, Feng Jimeng eagerly followed suit.

Yang Fan didn't give him the cigarette, but took a deep puff by himself, swirled the smoke around in his mouth, and moved closer to Feng Jimeng's slightly opened mouth.Yang Fan exhaled softly, the smoke slowly flowed into Feng Jimeng's mouth like a river, it was hot and humid, full of Yang Fan's smell.Yang Fan didn't even touch Feng Jimeng's lips, but it was more palpitating than touching his deepest part.

After vomiting, Yang Fan lifted Feng Jimeng's chin and sealed his mouth.

"You said, one bite."

With a "grunt", Feng Jimeng swallowed the puff of cigarette directly, then bent over and coughed, and truly performed what is called "smog from seven orifices".

Yang Fan patted him on the back: "Excuse me, I coughed like this after a puff of smoke."

"I won't take a single sip from now on."

"..."

Is this a fucking smoke problem?

"Look, firefly." Yang Fan pointed in one direction, Feng Jimeng looked up suspiciously, but there was nothing.

Yang Fan turned over, threw the cigarette butt into the pond, and ran in the direction he was just now.

Feng Jimeng only watched him jumping left and right in the grass, like a monkey in a circus.After a few minutes, he jumped back and released his clasped hands a little to show Feng Jimeng.

Sure enough, one of them nimbly escaped from Yang Fan's fingers, fled quickly, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Yang Fan asked anxiously: "Did you see it? If you are not blind, you should have seen it all."

"I see, I'm not blind."

Yang Fan scratched his arm, and then turned it to Feng Jimeng: "Just now, there are two packs so big, hurry up, get me some toilet water."

Feng Jimeng poured dew on Yang Fan's arm "zizi".

"I suspect that the fireflies were also smoked away by the toilet water, why don't we wash our arms before looking for them?"

"I don't wash, I'm afraid of being carried away by mosquitoes."

"Mosquitoes don't like skinny people like you."

"Well, mosquitoes like fat and strong people like you."

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