my neighbour

Different from any kind of Lin Wen's imagination, what Song Yin said to take her to play was not watching movies, eating delicious food, shopping or clubbing.

Instead take a walk.

……

Lin Wen looked at Song Yin standing in front of the window sill, seriously queuing up to buy tickets, a bead of sweat dripped from the corner of his forehead.

After Song Yin bought the tickets, he fanned the hard paper tickets and walked towards Lin Wen: "The weather is getting hotter, take it."

Lin Wen took the ticket and looked at it, and there were two lines of antique small characters on it:

The old man said the Yellow Crane Tower and fireworks went to Yangzhou in March.

"You...why did you bring me to the Yellow Crane Tower?" Lin Wen was speechless.

Song Yin took Lin Wen's hand, and glanced at her with half-turned head: "Are you a liberal arts student? Have you ever been here?"

Lin Wen shook his head.

Song Yin said again: "As a liberal arts student, don't you want to see the scenery of the first floor through the ages?"

Lin Wen rolled his eyes.

Impressed.

Song Yin's palms were very hot and sweated slightly, making them slippery and greasy.Lin Wen stared at Song Yin's slender wrist and his neatly trimmed and rounded nails, and Song Yin took him far away like a puppy without knowing it.

"Do you want to take a picture?" Song Yin said to Lin Wen with a smile, looking in a good mood.

Lin Wen looked away from Song Yin's wrist, looked up, and saw a huge "Yellow Crane Tower" plaque in front of him, behind which was the body of the Yellow Crane Tower.There are many people lining up on the steps to take pictures.

"Hmm..." Lin Wen was a little reluctant.

Song Yin lightly released Lin Wen's hand, went forward to chat with the photographer of the scenic spot who was waiting on the side, and soon turned back, took Lin Wen up the steps: "Come take a picture."

Lin Wen stood beside Song Yin a little awkwardly, the breeze brushed the ends of Song Yin's hair, bringing out bursts of tantalizing fragrance.Lin Wen subconsciously looked at Song Yin, but found that Song Yin was also looking at her.

Song Yin stretched out his hand, put it lightly on Lin Wen's slender waist, and smiled at her.

The white light flashed and was instantly frozen.

Song Yin stepped forward to pay, took the photo, and asked the boss for the electronic file.

Lin Wen also moved forward curiously to find out, and saw two young women standing on the screen, one was slightly taller than the other, and they were facing each other, looking at each other, indescribably... ambiguous.

Song Yin was very satisfied, and carefully put the photo into the bag.She looked at Lin Wen whose face was slightly red: "I'll print another copy for you when I go back."

"I don't want..." Lin Wen turned his head.

Song Yin continued to lead Lin Wen into the interior of the Yellow Crane Tower. Lin Wen was so shocked that there was an elevator in this ancient building that his eyes almost fell out.Song Yin has been patiently explaining beside her, and only then did she know that the current Yellow Crane Tower has already been renovated.

That's right, it's been such a long time, how could it survive until now unscathed...

The lower floors of the Yellow Crane Tower sell some souvenirs. There are very few tourists in the off-season, and the shops are lazy.Song Yin dragged Lin Wen to a shop selling folding fans, picked up a wooden folding fan, opened it and covered his lips: "Young Master Lin, you are polite~"

Lin Wen: ...

"You are so disgusting, Song Yin!!" Lin Wen touched his arm, and goose bumps appeared on it.

Song Yin blushed slightly, she put down the folding fan, but was stunned for a moment when she closed it.

She walked into the shop, and she didn't know what to say to the shopkeeper, so the shopkeeper took another same folding fan from the attic and handed it to Song Yin.Song Yin paid the money and came out with two folding fans: "This is for you. Keep it as a souvenir."

Lin Wen took the fan, put it under his nose and sniffed it.

Not to mention, it's quite fragrant.

The more you go to the upper floor, there are some murals and books, calligraphy and paintings on display.From time to time, Song Yin explained a few words beside him, citing scriptures and classics, even Lin Wen, who had no air and no interest, could listen to it with gusto.

"You seem to be very familiar with this place." Lin Wen said.

Song Yin nodded: "Well... this place is very special to me."

Lin Wen didn't delve into the meaning of "special" in it. She was attracted by a telescope outside the door.

She jolted to the front of the telescope, bent her eyes to the observation hole of the telescope, and let out a wow-wah sound of surprise: "Song Yin, come quickly, you can see the other side of the river clearly from here!"

Song Yin stepped forward, put one hand around Lin Wen's head on the binoculars, and slowly lowered his head.

The temperature behind him gradually rose, Lin Wen raised his head, and bumped into Song Yin's deep eyes.

Song Yin just looked at her straight like this, his eyes seemed to have sparkles, flickering faintly, as if he had a thousand words to say, but he still fell silent.

"Lin Wen, I..." Song Yin sighed softly.

Lin Wen felt the hairs on his back stand on end.

"I'll take a look too." Song Yin smiled stiffly and let go of his hand.Lin Wen stood up from her arms.

Song Yin didn't move.

Just as Lin Wen wanted to say something, Song Yin suddenly stepped forward and embraced him.

Lin Wen's hands froze in the air, and she first felt that Song Yin in her arms was so thin, with a slightly trembling body, like a frightened little white rabbit.

Song Yin closed his eyes, greedily inhaling the fragrance from Lin Wen's neck.

"Can you like me?"