I'm really married, don't lie to you

The man's angry laughter echoed in the air.

He laughed for a while, and found that the two people wearing masks looked at him silently without making a sound.

"Hahaha……"

The laughter turned into an embarrassing laugh, Da Jinlian touched his bald head, "What are you, you are busy, let's go."

A few people tacitly took out their mobile phones, took a picture of the car with a "click", and pushed away.

After they left, Lin Yan walked to the side of the car and looked at the paintings.

Lin Yan didn't quite understand.

What the hell kind of look is this? Can it be seen as a erotic picture?

What makes Lin Yan even more unhappy is that these paintings contain his handwriting.

Lu Jin folded his arms and gave a faint "tsk" sound: "This smooth and beautiful line, retro yet elegant hazy beauty..."

"Stop." Lin Yan couldn't listen anymore.

Lu Jin couldn't finish it: "If there is anything in common..."

He frowned and thought for a while, then said seriously: "My painting is really too delicate."

Lin Yan choked, gave him a complicated look, turned around and left.

He figured it out, whether it was taste or vision, Lu Jin was born with disabilities.

Lu Jin stood there admiring it, then turned around to find that there was no one around.

Looking again, Lin Yan has almost entered the gate of Guiyue Temple.

Lu Jin followed quickly, and put Lin Yan on the shoulder, "You don't wait for me."

Lin Yan paused, "I think you want to draw two more pictures, I don't want to disturb you."

Lu Jin: "That's not true."

Lin Yan didn't expect him to deny it, "Oh?"

Lu Jin: "It can't be pasted anymore, and it can only be pasted to the trunk."

Lin Yan: "..."

Guiyue Temple is not big, even if it became popular, it has not been expanded and repaired, and it has retained its original appearance.

In the center is enshrined a kind-looking middle-aged woman with a red thread wrapped in her hand.

There are not many people at this time.

After they crossed the threshold, a woman with a ball head came over and said in a voice with a local accent, "Hello, you two. I am the person in charge of the red line in Guiyue Temple. You can call me Sister Juan."

Lin Yan and Lu Jin stretched out their hands and shook hands with her, "Hello, Sister Juan."

After exchanging simple greetings, Sister Juan smiled and said, "Our challenge is very simple, that is, weave a red rope by ourselves and give it to each other as gifts."

The red thread is not just a thread.

Sister Juan usually weaves it into various styles, and after offering it in front of the Red Thread Empress, she sells it to those who come to beg for the red thread.

It is both beautiful and meets the needs of tourists.

Tourists can also pay to weave themselves, which will be more meaningful.

Lu Jin immediately liked this challenge: "Very good, I like to do meaningful things."

Sister Juan smiled and said, "Okay, please come with me, both of you."

Out back is a yard.

In the center is a tree, and the tree is full of wish notes.

There are two huts on the left and right.

The house on the right is small, and there is a table at the door with a lottery on it.

Sister Juan led them to the room on the left.

Lu Jin asked: "Sister Juan, is the place on the right to ask for a lottery?"

Sister Juan: "Yes, if you are interested, you can ask for one later."

They walked into the room on the left. This room was not very big. There was a table covered with several strands of red thread.

Sister Juan said: "In fact, each red thread represents a different meaning, such as reunion, togetherness, longevity, health, safety, etc. You can choose according to your needs.

Sister Juan said as she pulled out four red threads to demonstrate to them.

She demonstrated several times until they learned to give them the venue.

Lu Jin turned his head and asked, "What kind do you like? I'll make you a unique red rope."

Lin Yan refused mercilessly: "I want an ordinary one, the more ordinary the better."

Lu Jin said regretfully, "Okay."

Lin Yan drew four red threads, sat down on a chair, and started knitting seriously.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Lu Jin draw the red thread, then picked up the chair, and sat in the corner on the other side.

Lin Yan: "What are you doing?"

Lu Jin: "I have a surprise for you."

Lin Yan: "..."

Lu Jin said seriously: "Don't peek."

Who wants to see it.

Lin Yan bowed his head without a word, and made up his own.

"you……"

Sister Juan walked back and forth between the two of them, giving instructions from time to time. Now she came to Lu Jin's side, looked at the half-braided red rope in his hand, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Lin Yan had a bad premonition in his heart, and looked up.

Lu Jin turned his head as if he noticed something, "Just say you're peeking at me."

Lin Yan: "I didn't want to see you."

Lu Jin: "Then turn your back on me."

Lin Yan was expressionless: "Do you want me to cover my eyes again?"

Lu Jin thought for a while: "Forget it, this is not good."

Lin Yan thought that he was quite conscientious, but the other party answered again: "Weaving red rope blindfolded, you haven't reached this level yet."

Lin Yan: "..."

Grass.

Sister Juan was amused by them, and she held back her smile and said, "Actually, you can also say what you want to say to the other party, and weave all these thoughts into it."

After hearing this, Lu Jin made up while talking: "Smile more, it looks good when you smile."

Lin Yan's hands froze, feeling a little hot for some reason.

Lu Jin thought for a while, and added: "Fortune is like the East China Sea, and life is as long as the sky."

Lin Yan: "Thank you, no need."

Lu Jin: "Why don't you send me blessings?"

Lin Yan said "Oh", "Live as long as the sky."

Lu Jin: "Where is Furu Donghai?"

Lin Yan: "Didn't you give it to me? I'll give you one back."

The two of them chatted one after another, and before they knew it, more than half of the red rope had been woven.

Lin Yan was still close to finishing the work, so he couldn't help raising his eyes to look at Lu Jin's back.

Lu Jin was still entangled with the red rope.

Sister Juan guided by his side, "Yes, that's it."

Lin Yan was somewhat relieved.

With sister Juan watching, there should be no problem.

Lin Yan finished the last part in twos and twos, and stood up.

When the two heard the movement, they both turned their heads.

Lu Jin hid the red rope in his arms.

Lin Yan was speechless: "I didn't want to read yours, I'm done editing, let's go for a walk."

Lu Jin: "So fast? Wait, I'll go with you."

Lin Yan left a sentence "You weave it slowly", put the braided red rope in his pocket, and walked out of the hut.

The sun hid behind the clouds and the wind started to cool down a bit.

The sticky notes hanging on the wishing tree sway in the wind.

A bright yellow sticky note was not tied properly and fell from the wishing tree.

Lin Yan walked over, bent down to pick up the sticky note, and subconsciously glanced at it.

There are very cute handwriting on the paper, which says: I want to be with Choubao forever, (^^), Qianqian stays.

Lin Yan held up the sticky note, wanting to hang it up.

When he touched the branch, he stopped again, recalling the place where it fell just now, and checked to see if there was any wish left by the stinking treasure.

Fortunately, Lin Yan found Smelly Treasure without flipping through a few pages.

He hung the dropped one next to Smelly Treasure.

"Do you want to make a wish?" A familiar voice came from behind.

Lin Yan didn't look back: "Compiled?"

Lu Jin walked to him, "It's finished. Do you want to make a wish?"

Lin Yan said lightly: "No."

Nothing to promise.

Only real couples make a wish here, looking forward to being with each other forever, the words that look nasty are actually full of love.

They are fake in and out of the play, what is there to allow?

Lu Jin looked at him for a while: "Really not allowed?"

Lin Yan: "No."

Lu Jin took out a handful of sticky notes, "Then I'll make a promise."

Lin Yan: "..."

Lin Yan looked at the thick stack of sticky notes in his hand in surprise, "Where did they come from?"

Lu Jin: "I just bought it."

The veins on Lin Yan's forehead twitched suddenly: "Everyone buys one, how can anyone buy a stack?"

Lu Jin looked at him and asked earnestly: "It is stipulated that you can only make one wish?"

Lin Yan was startled: "That's not true."

Lu Jin: "Then it's over? If it's rare, it's a little bit more. I'm more greedy and want everything."

Lin Yan: "..."

It's really not ashamed but proud.

Lu Jin actually took out a pen and started to write.

He wrote a few sheets, and he probably felt that he bought a bit too much, so he distributed a stack to Lin Yan: "You write for me."

Lin Yan: "People who make wishes are always a couple..."

Lu Jin frowned and said, "You want to deny it?"

Lin Yan was stunned: "What?"

"We have all the certificates."

Lin Yan choked for breath, and his heart skipped a beat.

He almost thought that Lu Jin wanted to make it public on the spot.

Lu Jin said again: "It's all posted on the car. Netizens are watching. Do you want to throw it away?"

With a sullen face, Lin Yan took the pen and paper, "Okay, stop reading, I promise."

Being entangled by Lu Jin's nonsense, the subtle emotions that Lin Yan had just raised quietly dissipated.

[Damn it, I jumped up just now, and now the thumping deer is dead, this proof is not the other proof. 】

["All Certificates Received" and "Beginning in Chaos and Ending in Abandonment", Mr. Lu is really good at giving sugar. 】

[Rationality tells me that they are fake, but the atmosphere that can't stand them is really good, don't the two teachers think about fake shows and do it for real? 】

Lin Yan wrote a few symbolic notes, wishing his family safety and health, and he couldn't write any more.

Lu Jin didn't really go crazy enough to write all the papers.

He stuffed most of the unwritten stacks in his pocket, "I will hang them at home next time."

Lin Yan: "Leave your tree alone."

The two hung up the written wish notes.

Lin Yan glanced secretly, and most of what Lu Jin wrote was blessings.

In addition to wishing the safety and health of family and friends, I also wish myself more and more handsome.

Lin Yan looked at it and didn't know what to say.

But for one, Lu Jin went around to the other side and hung it up.

He deliberately avoided Lin Yan.

Lin Yan looked at him and asked intentionally, "Can't you let me see?"

Lu Jin scratched his hair, "Well, it's best not to look at it."

Lin Yan raised his eyebrows, but said nothing.

He didn't have to read other people's secrets.

He was holding the last note in his hand, and when he wanted to hang it up, sister Juan called them.

Sister Juan came out of the hut and said with a smile: "It's quite romantic under the wishing tree. Since the two of you have finished weaving, why not exchange red strings here."

Lin Yan stuffed the note back into his pocket, fumbled around, and took out the red string.

The red rope that Lin Yan weaves is quite satisfactory, and the style is the most common one.

He glanced at Lu Jin's wrist, which was very thin and white, and he could clearly see the veins on it, which felt very powerful.

Intuition that he might look good in it.

Lin Yan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but was blocked by Lu Jin's next move.

Lu Jin reached into his bulging pocket and took out a huge red string.

If the ordinary one is only a thin one, Lu Jin made it, which is a full centimeter wide and can almost be used as a wrist guard.

Lu Jin stretched out his hand and passed the red string over: "If you want to give it, give it a big one."

The author says:

At the end of the third watch, I feel hollowed out.

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!