Please don't be so hard on me!

As soon as the caravan drove into the village, it attracted children to follow and watch, but because they offended Miao Cun, they were not qualified to get on the car to visit.Luo Minghan checked and signed the bill with the driver who came to deliver the car. Miao Cun stood beside him, waiting freshly, circling on his heels, one after another.

The master driver was dizzy.

Master: "It's best to try all the facilities in the car."

As soon as the words fell, Miao Cun took Luo Minghan's sleeve: "Try it."

Crowds of kids: "Try it, try it!"

Luo Minghan: "..."

The master laughed.

The pedal steps of this caravan are retractable, press the button, and the pedals are unfolded step by step. Children: "Wow——"

Luo Minghan took Miao Cun's hand into the car, and asked Miao Cun in a low voice: "Do you want them to come up and visit?"

Miao Cun slammed the door shut.

There was a burst of disappointment outside the door, "Ah..."

Luo Minghan squeezed his palm: "Why do you hold grudges so much?"

Miao Cun expressionless: "Is it not possible?"

He raised his hand to touch the roof of the car, then the sofa, the soft and hard mattress, and the matte dining table. There is also a TV embedded on the inner wall, which can be used for projection.

Of course, a larger RV has more complete equipment and is more comfortable to live in, but the driver's license level required is different. This is already the most comfortable car that Luo Minghan can drive.

Miao Cun said to himself: "It really can sleep."

Lie down straight on the bed, to measure whether you can really sleep yourself, this is not enough, pat the side beside: "You come too."

Luo Minghan: "Are you using me as a ruler?"

Even so, since arriving in Xishuangbanna, he has never rejected anything from Miao Cun, and of course he will not refuse this one.He lay down next to Miao Cun as he said, and the two of them looked at the ceiling above their heads together and said, "I can't see the stars."

"I can see it."

When the button is pressed, the panoramic sunroof opens, and the sunlight pours down. Miao Cun raises his arm to cover it, squints his eyes, and a fresh mountain breeze pours in.After lying like this for a few seconds, Miao Cun turned around, "Turn around too."

Luo Minghan had no choice but to follow him and turn around, facing him face to face.

"It's a bit crowded."

After all, this double bed is built with the size of a man and a woman, and the situation of two big men sharing the same bed has not been considered.

Breathing in Luo Minghan's breath, Miao Cun rubbed forward, the tip of his nose lightly touching Luo Minghan's.He lowered his eyes: "It's even more crowded."

Luo Minghan felt that he was pushing an inch, so he moved back an inch, and Miao Cun moved forward again, Luo Minghan gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "If you squeeze again, I'm going to fall."

As soon as he spoke, there was a mixture of pleasant perfume and tobacco in his breath, and Miao Cun thought of the wet shirt that Luo Minghan peeled off on a rainy night a few days ago, which also had the same fragrance.

Miao Cun looked into his eyes and asked seriously, "Can you kiss me?"

Luo Minghan: "..."

Miao Cun closed his eyes, sucked Luo Minghan's lips, parted them again, and moved his head back a little.The eyes are open, and the inside is pure white and clean.Luo Minghan's Adam's apple rolled up and down, completely exposing his patience and unspeakable desire.

Fortunately, Miao Cun couldn't understand his eyes, nor could he understand the deep and dark pain in his eyes.

Outside the car window, the sun was raging, and the children's yelling continued. The driver asked loudly, "Have you tried it? If there is no problem, sign the ticket!"

Miao Cun seemed to be awakened from sleep, and his whole body trembled.

·

Before the official departure, Luo Minghan accompanied Miao Cun to sit in front of his mother's grave for an afternoon.

He went all over the mountains and fields to pick a bunch of wild flowers that were the same as the last rainy day, dotted with blue berries, and put them freshly into ceramic vases.

His aesthetic seems to be innate, no need for aesthetic education, just relying on intuition, he can match such simple and plain flowers beautifully.

"My mother said that if you don't know how to love, you will have a bad life."

Miao Cun still behaves like a child, and always starts his speech with "my mother said", as if the words of an adult are a great imperial decree.

"Your mother was right."

"Then it seems that I will have a bad life." Miao Cun said dejectedly, "She said that everyone will love, but I won't. It's just a different monster that will be seen. But this thing is so difficult. He stretched out his hand, grasped it vaguely in the wind, blew again, and spread his fingers: "Look, there is nothing."

"Not everyone will love."

"Do you know?"

Luo Minghan looked into Miao Cun's eyes: "It didn't happen before, but now I don't know if it counts."

Miao Cun was very surprised, as if he had found the same kind of novelty: "Is there anything else you don't know?"

"In fact, most people in this world may not be able to, but we are all better at disguising than you. We will pretend to be very good at it and understand it, so that we can look normal."

Miao Cun was stunned: "Brother Luo Yuanhe, it turns out that you are just as abnormal as me."

Luo Minghan laughed, and reached out to touch his face, "Brother Luo Yuanhe is normal, but not normal now."

Miao Cun said seriously: "I like to play with abnormal people."

The cemetery is made of gray cement, which has turned into lead gray after years of wind and rain. Before the moss could turn green, it was dried on the cement and turned into mottled brown marks. The cemetery is the cleanest around.Luo Minghan sat side by side with him, with the spreading green valley under his feet and the shadow of Daiqing mountain in the distance.

The wind was blowing the two abnormal people, the sun was shining on the two abnormal people, the two abnormal people didn't speak, only the long straw tassels in their hands shook their heads.

·

Starting from Xishuangbanna, all the way north through Yunnan, passing through Sichuan and Shanxi, entering Ningxia, and arriving in Hebei, the whole journey is more than 3000 kilometers before entering this huge city.

If you are in a hurry, you can finish the trip within four days, but Luo Minghan is not in a hurry.

He even gave up the highway and took the national highway.Sometimes Luo Minghan couldn't find a restaurant to eat, so he would go to the villagers' homes to buy vegetables, fruits and meat, and cook for Miao Cun himself.According to Dr. Zhou's instructions, he consciously exercised Miao Cun's willingness to contact people and his ability to communicate.

Miao Cun could really knock on a stranger's door. He was sweating nervously, and said in a cold voice for a long time, "Hello, can I lend you a handful of green onions?"

In the afternoon when the weather is good, the long canopy is erected, there are two outdoor chairs, and there are cola and watermelon on the egg roll table, facing the distant snow-capped mountains.

Outside the window, there are continuous villages, and when walking through the huge rainforest mountains, the greenery everywhere remains unchanged for a long time. Miao Chou has nothing to do in the car, so he plays with Luo Minghan's mobile phone to check the weird questions he is interested in.

Start by typing "kiss".

The entry was automatically formed, and Miao Cunnian said: "Can kissing make you pregnant...?"

Luo Minghan squinted at him, and heard Miao Cun say, "No."

"why?"

"Because..." Miao Cun was stunned for a moment, sullen: "Do I think I am a primary school student!"

Luo Minghan laughed out loud: "So, why?"

Miao Cun's face burned, and he put the cold back of his hand on the sticker, ignored him, and searched for the second question: "How long does it take to fly from China to France."

Luo Minghan replied: "11 hours."

Miao Cun said: "I seem to have been to France in my dream. There are huge bronze statues in the Louvre. Many people surround the Mona Lisa. There is a place called Montmartre, where coffee is everywhere. There is also a wall with a lot of 'I love you' written on it, in more than 300 languages." After speaking, he was stunned for a while, "Ah, how can I remember so clearly."

Luo Minghan never knew that Miao Cun and Luo Yuanhe had been to the love wall, and maybe they even took a photo together.

He remembered it so clearly, unlike the frozen canal, which was blurred in and out of the dream.

Miao Cunsou's third question: "Who is Luo Yuanhe..."

On the empty country road, the car slammed on the brakes and stopped beside a high rice field.

Miao Cun looked at him blankly, the phone was snatched away, and he asked in a daze, "Why are you snatching me?"

"Boring." Luo Minghan sternly put his phone into the storage box on his side, "What is there to search for such a question?"

Miao Cun didn't take it to heart, and thought to himself, it's not that I don't know you, you are brother Luo, an art teacher who is trying to make a name for himself, but in fact you can't even line up straight, it's because of you that you can receive me as your student Shit luck, don't use my fame to deceive you in the future, but even so, I still want to stay with you.

"You are so fierce." He was quiet, it was the first time Luo Minghan was fierce, "Can I go back?"

Luo Minghan: "..."

"Say something."

Luo Minghan calmed down and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

"roll."

·

Because of having a caravan, you can stop as you like, you don't have to stick to big cities or small towns, even in mountain villages, wilderness and outskirts, and you don't have to worry about it.

The farther you go north, the higher the visibility of the starry sky. At the foot of the snow-capped mountains, you can see the Milky Way when you look up. Miao Cun sat cross-legged on the bed and opened the panoramic sunroof. "How far are the stars from us?"

"Not far."

"We can't get there."

"You close your eyes."

Miao Cun closed it according to his words.

"Is it in your heart?"

It seemed to be true, although the eyes were closed, they were still flickering, no different from what they saw with their own eyes.

"It's the same with people."

"for example?"

Luo Minghan held a cigarette between his fingertips, and his expression was indifferent and gentle: "If one day, even though I can't see you, when I close my eyes, you will still be in my heart."

"Is that far or near?"

"Far and near."

Miao Cun recalled the scene with his mother when he was a child.They also talked in such a weird way. Mom taught him a lot of strange truths, all in one mind, and it didn't matter whether a child who didn't like to talk could understand or not.He sometimes felt that when his mother taught him these things, he was not happy, but sad.

He later learned that it was his mother who was going to lie down in the dirt, so he wanted to talk more while it was still in the sun.

Miao Cun lives by intuition, and always feels that Luo Minghan is also ready to say goodbye at any time.

He said sullenly: "You are like my mother."

Luo Minghan choked out a mouthful of water and coughed again and again: "Don't."

"But my mother would ask me every day, Cun Cun, do you love your mother today, you don't ask." Miao Cun said boredly.

Luo Minghan hooked his lips: "No one knows you love me better than me."

"My mother said that love feels like this." He mustered up his courage, took Luo Minghan's hand with both hands, and sucked his fingers lightly into his mouth. Lips: "Did you feel it?"

Do you feel that I love you?

But this sentence was too grand, Miao Cun couldn't speak, he was just a patient who didn't know much about love.

Luo Minghan looked at him without speaking, the nerves connecting his fingertips to the atrium trembled delicately.

Miao Cun still held his broad palm with both hands, and rubbed it forward again, lowered his eyes to look at Luo Minghan for a while, and kissed him naturally.

It was a very schoolboy kiss, not even touching the tip of the tongue.

"But this one seems more comfortable."

He was really confused, he pressed his fingertips between his lips and tongue, and looked at Luo Minghan's lips again: "Which one is the touch of love?"

"Love is not a sense of touch."

"Yes." Miao Cun said as a matter of course: "Rabbit, soft, is love, damselfly, thin, is love, butterfly, gently flapping its wings, and inserting hands into the rice bowl , feet buried in the sand..."

"Miao Cun."

Miao Cun lowered his head: "I don't want to be unlucky for the person I love."

That's why I study so hard.

Luo Minghan smiled: "No, it is the luckiest thing to be in love with you, because your love will never fade, shift, or get bored, and your eyes will always look at him, no matter how much time passes No matter how old you are, you only look at him, and when you paint, you also think about him, and you love him every second of every day."

Luo Minghan paused for a moment: "There was once a very bad person who deceived you with the same appearance, but luckily he was not able to deceive you."

"Then did he pay the price?"

"Paid."

"What price?"

"Always love someone who won't love him."

Miao Cun didn't speak, he looked at him for a long time, and then gently pressed his finger against his lips.

Luo Minghan didn't understand why.

Miao Cun asked nervously, "...do you feel lucky now?"

Luo Minghan squeezed the water bottle tightly, his eyebrows and eyes were close at hand, as far away as stars: "Lucky."

Miao Cun smiled childishly.

"Secretly tell you a secret... I think I'm getting better soon."