you better be

Yan Zimi's heartbeat quickened all of a sudden, he slightly parted his lips, but before the words fell to his lips, a bell rang suddenly.

It was Yan Zimi's cell phone, which rang suddenly.

Pei Huan let go of him, and pulled his hat up a little by the way.

Taking out the phone from his pocket, Yan Zimi saw that it said "the most beautiful mother in the world".

Yan Zimi sighed inwardly.

The most beautiful mother in the world is not at all beautiful today.

They just seemed to almost...

This address was also seen by Pei Huan, and Yan Zimi smiled when he saw him.

Yan Zimi was helpless: "She changed it with my phone."

After finishing speaking, Yan Zimi picked up the phone: "Hello, Mom."

The mother on the other side asked, "What are you doing?"

Yan Zimi: "Nothing."

Mom hummed and asked, "What's the situation with your cousin borrowing money? Why didn't you tell me?"

Yan Zimi pursed her lips: "It was he who borrowed money from me."

Mom laughed: "What nonsense are you talking about? What I'm asking is why I borrowed money from you, and why didn't you say anything?"

Yan Zimi: "I don't know why he borrowed money from me, and he said he would pay it back soon."

Mom: "So you just lent it to him without asking?"

Yan Zimi: "Yes."

"It's not like you," my mother was puzzled: "You don't have such a good relationship with your cousin, do you?"

Yan Zimi didn't know what to say, but said, "Yes."

Mom: "Uncle called me today and said that my cousin went to visit you a few days ago and apologized to me."

Yan Zimi said, "Why didn't my cousin apologize to me?"

Mom: "So even if you two have something to do, if uncle didn't ask about it, you wouldn't say it."

Yan Zimi turned to look at Pei Huan: "I still have something to do, Mom."

Mom sighed: "Forget it, but next time he finds you, you have to tell me, your cousin is quite fierce, and you said that about him in front of everyone last time."

Yan Zimi touched the handle subconsciously: "Am I wrong?"

Mom smiled a little: "I didn't say you were wrong," she said again: "Uncle, you know that you have compared your cousin to you since childhood."

Yan Zimi pouted: "Yes."

"Forget it," Mom said, "Anyway, my uncle and the police told my cousin not to look for you in the future."

"Don't be afraid to find me," Yan Zimi said, "I can't suffer."

Mom: "Yes, you are the best."

When talking with his mother, Pei Huan always leaned against the table next to him. Because of his height, he leaned like this as if he was sitting on the table.

He also picked up Yan Zimi's paper and flipped through it casually.

After hanging up the phone, Yan Zimi walked over. He was about to say something to tease Mr. Pei, but Mr. Pei smiled.

Pei Huan raised his head and met Yan Zimi's eyes, Yan Zimi gave Pei Huan a curious look by the way: "What are you laughing at?"

Pei Huan turned over the paper in his hand.

It was made several weeks ago, with a black pen and a red pen on it.

This is not important, what is important is a blank space in the corner of the paper.

"

裴焕

裴焕

裴焕

裴焕

裴焕

Yan Zimi, why write my name?

What do you say?

"

Yan Zimi's face turned red.

Pei Huan also said: "What did I say? I don't understand."

Yan Zimi snatched the paper back and turned sideways: "It's fine if you don't understand."

Pei Huan smiled: "What if I understand?"

Yan Zimi raised his voice: "Then you are amazing."

Pei Huan whispered even worse, and stretched out his hand to pinch Yan Zimi's face: "Why are you so cute?"

Yan Zimi ignored Pei Huan and stuffed the papers into the pile of books tightly.

When they went downstairs, Pei Huan asked what happened to Yan Zimi and his cousin, but Yan Zimi still said nothing, so Pei Huan stopped asking.

But he said, "You and your mother have a good relationship."

Yan Zimi was puzzled: "So?"

Pei Huan followed Yan Zimi's example, raised his chin slightly, and looked very proud: "Am I wrong?"

Yan Zimi laughed all of a sudden: "How can I be like this."

Pei Huan groaned, raised his chin even higher, and raised his voice: "Am I wrong?"

Yan Zimi laughed even more, and threw a punch at the way: "No way!"

Pei Huan covered his arm: "Teacher Yan deserves to practice."

Yan Zimi's eyes were squinted by Pei Huan's teasing.

This man is so childish.

Yan Zimi: "Isn't it the same with my mother?"

Pei Huan shook his head: "My mother and I are not."

Yan Zimi: "How are you and your mother?"

Pei Huan: "My mother is a strong woman. She is very busy and doesn't care about me. Just make sure I'm still alive."

Yan Zimi sighed: "No wonder you are like this, it's somewhat hereditary."

Pei Huan: "Is this a compliment to me?"

Yan Zimi didn't look at Pei Huan: "You think so."

I went up and took a coat and went out. It was mostly dark, and all the lights in the city were lit.

The two went to the small warehouse together. While waiting for Pei Huan to drive the motorcycle out, Yan Zimi secretly sent Pei Huan a message on his mobile phone.

Just one word: "Yeah"

Pei Huan's cell phone was in his bag at the moment, so naturally he didn't see it.

Yan Zimi threw the phone into his pocket after posting, pretending nothing happened.

When the car was pushed out, Pei Huan put Yan Zimi's helmet on first, and then put on his helmet and gloves.

When Pei Huan was wearing it, Yan Zimi was in a daze beside him, and he was in a daze.

After Pei Huan fastened the gloves and other nylon buttons, he waved his hand in front of Yan Zimi's eyes.

Yan Zimi recalled his thoughts all of a sudden, and laughed out loud.

The smile was so silly that Yan Zimi himself noticed it. He immediately put away his smile, nodded on tiptoe, and knocked Pei Huan's helmet with his own helmet.

He made a loud noise.

Yan Zimi pointed to his hard hat and asked, "Has anyone else worn this hat before?"

Pei Huan shook his head: "No, you have worn it before," he said with a smile: "I was thinking about this just now?"

Yan Zimi: "It's not."

Pei Huan tapped the hat lightly with his finger: "I won't let others wear it in the future."

Yan Zimi was proud: "Mine."

Pei Huan hummed, and looked at the large white part of the hat: "Wait a minute."

After speaking, he took out a marker pen from his bag, twisted Yan Zimi's head, and drew on the side part.

But while drawing, he said, "Yan, Zi, Mi."

After painting, I heard Yan Zimi's "heh".

Pei Huan smiled: "What's wrong?"

Yan Zimi looked at Pei Huan indifferently, and drew in the air with his fingers: "One circle, two small circles, two arcs, don't think I don't know what you drew."

Pei Huan's smile deepened: "What did I draw?"

Yan Zimi: "I drew your self-portrait," he complained, "How about Yan Zimi, my name is so easy to write?"

Pei Huan pulled down the transparent cover at once: "Ms. Yan is so smart."

Yan Zimi: "Smart your head."

Pei Huan hadn't done enough yet, but Yan Zimi, who was disgusted, still stood there and let Pei Huan do whatever he wanted.

How can there be such a good person.

What did Pei Huan draw this time?

He is facing Yan Zimi, on the transparent cover, first draw an oval towards Yan Zimi's nose, then three beards on the left, three beards on the right, and "surname Yan" written on the lower right corner.

Pei Huan said, "It's your helmet at first glance."

Yan Zimi: "Hehe."

Pei Huan seemed to be very satisfied with his work. After finishing the painting, he admired it for a few seconds before putting away the pen.

Then the long legs stepped into the car, also called Yan Zimi: "Come on."

Pei Huan rode Yan Zimi's favorite motorcycle, and shuttled through the road in the evening rush hour. It was very fun, and no one was as cool as them.

The two first found a shopping mall to prepare for dinner, and Pei Huan was finally willing to take out his phone.

At that time, the two were in the parking lot near the shopping mall. When Pei Huan read the news, Yan Zimi deliberately avoided his eyes.

But out of the corner of his eye, he saw Pei Huan smiling.

So soon, Pei Huan reached out and grabbed the back of Yan Zimi's neck with such a big palm.

"Huh?" Pei Huan asked him.

Yan Zimi pretended to be stupid: "Huh?"

Pei Huanye: "Huh?"

Yan Zimi turned his head and said, "You are not very smart."

Pei Huan's smile deepened, and while gently pinching Yan Zimi's skin, he also pulled Yan Zimi over.

Neither of them said anything more.

But both of them are tacit.

Yan Zimi's heart is numb.

This is a little too exciting.

Blue City is not a tourist city, and there are very few places to visit, so unless passing by, no outsiders will come here on purpose.

And Yunlong Mountain, which they are going to go to next, can be regarded as a tourist destination in Blue City.

Unlike other tourist cities, this mountain is a place where locals will go.

The mountain is not high and not far away. After dinner, Pei Huan rode a motorbike around to arrive.

There are many places to rest along the road, where you can eat and drink, make tea and chat, or entertain. There is also a haunted house, which is alone in a fake cave along the road.

When passing the haunted house, Pei Huan slowed down significantly.

He turned his head and said, "Someone who is afraid of the dark."

Yan Zimi should not.

Pei Huan smiled: "Have you been here?"

Yan Zimi responded: "I've been here," he commented: "It's very boring, not ghostly at all."

Pei Huan increased his speed, and asked, "Who brought you here?"

Yan Zimi thought, this is what you want to ask.

"Senior."

The speed dropped again.

Pei Huan clenched his back teeth: "Just you?"

Yan Zimi said, "There is also Xiao Gang and a classmate."

After speaking, Pei Huan was quiet for a while, but soon, Pei Huan said, "Is he by your side?"

"Forget, my mind was all on those people pretending to be ghosts." He thought for a while and then said: "Probably not, I remember that Xiaogang was always by my side." He laughed: "Xiaogang is more daring than me." Little, he yelled."

Unrelated, Pei Huan suddenly asked, "Is the senior chasing you too?"

Yan Zimi grunted: "No," Yan Zimi simply explained: "I'm actually not very familiar with the senior."

Pei Huan: "He likes you, right?"

Yan Zimi pursed his lips, leaned on Pei Huan's back, and said to him, "Don't worry, he has no chance."

Speed ​​was finally back to normal.

Soon, the two reached the top of the mountain.

Here is another kind of scenery, what Pei Huan said is right, as long as you look up a little here, you can see the unobstructed sky full of stars, which is very beautiful.

The top of the mountain is also lively at the moment, there are many young people gathered, and some young couples are setting off small fireworks.

Pei Huan found a stall selling fireworks and bought some.

By the way, I also asked the lady who set up the stall about those glowing unknown objects on the stall: "What is this?"

The young lady said, "This is a fluorescent bracelet. It's not exactly what it looks like now. It will become brighter if it is crushed enough, and it can glow all night."

Pei Huan grabbed Yan Zimi's waist and pulled him over: "Give this kid one."

Yan Zimi: "...you are only a child."

The young lady smiled and said: "Both of you can wear it. Many people bought it. It looks good on your hand. It is especially suitable for taking pictures. It is very photogenic." She enthusiastically introduced: "Usually both girls wear pink, Two boys wear blue ones."

She glanced at the two of them, smiled and added: "If you are a couple, one pink and one blue."

Pei Huan then stretched out his hand and first picked up a blue one with his index finger.

Yan Zimi stared closely at Pei Huan's hand, and after seeing him pick out the blue one, he shook his finger on the pink ring seemingly untouchable.

"Who wears pink?" Pei Huan turned to ask Yan Zimi.

Before Yan Zimi could answer, she saw the little sister who set up the stall showing a surprised expression.

Yan Zimi said nonsense: "A macho man wears powder, you wear it."

The corner of Pei Huan's mouth twitched, and he picked up the pink one without any objection.

Seeing this, the young lady asked as calmly as possible: "Are you a couple?"

Pei Huan smiled, and passed the words to Yan Zimi: "Are we a couple?"