Be at the same table with the rumored boss

Su Mianyang put down his chopsticks.

Xiao Lang subconsciously looked up at him.

Seeing that Su Mianyang's expression became serious, Xiao Lang tried to make amends: "I'm just joking."

These words did not make Su Mianyang feel better. On the contrary, he met Xiao Lang's gaze and said relentlessly, "I am a very serious person, little classmate. You have to be responsible for what you say."

The long-term psychological game ended with Xiao Lang looking away, he sighed helplessly, "I have to go back tonight, next time I come back I will stay overnight, okay?"

This compromise made Su Mianyang almost couldn't hold back the cheers, but he didn't want to look like he could be coaxed so easily. After struggling to restrain the corners of his mouth from rising, Su Mianyang responded coldly and picked up his chopsticks again.

Su Mianyang's reaction was surprisingly cold, causing Xiao Lang to sneak a few glances, "Is this okay?"

"You didn't read what was said on the Internet. When I got the doll I wanted when I was eight years old, it feels different." Su Mianyang didn't lift his eyelids.

Xiao Lang felt a little funny, "How come you are ten years older in just a few days? Besides, you are not, you are already twenty this year."

"I don't care," Su Mianyang, who was ruthlessly demolished by his wife, became angry and chose to make trouble for no reason, "You have to make it up to me."

Xiao Lang had nothing to do with Su Mianyang like this, "Then what you say is up to you."

Su Mianyang's complexion turned bright immediately, and after rolling his eyes around, he had a bold idea, "I gave you a note as daughter-in-law, but I have never heard you call me husband, please call me to listen. "

Xiao Lang, who waited for such a result for a long time, was momentarily at a loss for words.

Frankly speaking, these two words are not difficult to utter, but the problem lies in the current atmosphere of the occasion, Su Mianyang asked him to call him husband so righteously...

Xiao Lang lowered his eyes, "Is this inappropriate?"

"Why is it inappropriate? I call you daughter-in-law, and you call me husband. It's only natural." Su Mianyang looked calm.

"Then why can't I call you wife?" Xiao Lang raised his eyes.

"I..." Su Mianyang wanted to refute subconsciously, but found that he didn't seem to have any legitimate reason, so he could only continue to be a rascal, "I don't care, I took it first, you can't..."

"husband."

"Ah?" Su Mianyang was stunned. He was making trouble for no reason just now, and he vaguely heard what Xiao Lang said while taking the opportunity, but he didn't seem to hear anything.

Xiao Lang remained expressionless, "I called."

Su Mianyang wanted to cry but had no tears.

After dinner, Su Mianyang pushed his little eDonkey out the door.

"You don't need to send it off. I'm already in my twenties and I'm about to run away. How can I get lost?" Xiao Lang tried to persuade Su Mianyang.

"Who said I'm going to see you off, I just want to go out for a stroll, and I just happened to be able to pick you up on the way," Su Mianyang said with a firm attitude, he rode on the small electric donkey and patted the back seat, "Come on, lucky guy on the way. "

Xiao Lang smiled and said, "I won't get in your black car."

"No, right? I think you have never seen a real black car. If you don't take the initiative, I will tie it up for you." Su Mianyang moved his wrist as a gesture.

Finally, Xiao Lang sat in the back seat of the Su Mianyang tram according to his words.

He still remembered Su Mianyang's stiff reaction when he met Su Mianyang's back, so after carefully getting into the car this time, Xiao Lang never dared to get close to Su Mianyang, and kept a steady distance between them.

"Can't you hug me? The back seat is as light as if there is no one there, so if there is a bump somewhere, I won't know if you are gone."

Su Mianyang's voice came from the wind, as if to match his rhetoric, when the e-donkey hit the stone at the end of the sentence, his ending sound rose for a moment.

Feeling the jolt at the same moment, Xiao Lang hugged Su Mianyang subconsciously, and he let go of his hand quickly after he calmed down, "I can hold on to it, it's fine."

But after a while, the eDonkey ran over a stone again. Suddenly, Su Mianyang drove the eDonkey and shook it a few times before regaining his balance.

The instinctive reaction of the body made Xiao Lang hug Su Mianyang tightly again. He was terrified. He didn't dare to let go of his hand this time, and kept holding it like that. He didn't let go until Su Mianyang drove a smooth journey.

Then another pebble.

Xiao Lang lowered his eyes, looking thoughtfully at the flat asphalt road.

This time Xiao Lang didn't let go when he hugged him, Su Mianyang enjoyed it quite a bit, and was complacent that his little trick succeeded.

"Brother Yang, I seem to know why you are so smart." Xiao Lang in the back seat suddenly said such a nonsensical sentence.

"Ah?" Su Mianyang didn't understand what Xiao Lang meant.

"The pebbles on this road pick me to get under the wheels every time I let go, how smart it is," Xiao Lang said after a pause, "Near Zhu Zhechi, you have to be raised in such a smart environment to be able to grow up like you." Smart kid."

Su Mianyang, who was ruthlessly exposed, trembled and almost drove the car over into a roadside ditch.

"Just want me to hug you and say no?" Xiao Lang hugged Su Mianyang from behind, and slowly pressed his whole body against his body, "What do you want to do about our relationship?"

Su Mianyang held back the coquettish words that were about to blurt out: "Then what do I want to be you?"

On the way, they passed the park. The two of them came here to see the plum blossoms during the winter vacation of their sophomore year. Su Mianyang couldn't help mentioning a few words when he saw it.

Xiao Lang was feeling comfortable leaning against Su Mianyang, sensing Su Mianyang's yearning, he suggested: "Then go in and have a look, reminiscing about the past."

So Su Mianyang cheered, changed his route, and rushed into the plum garden with Xiao Lang.

It seems that nothing has changed in the plum garden. The ditch is still full of plum trees. The plum blossoms are clustered together until the end of the line of sight. The sky is shrouded in a hazy black posture. There is a small pavilion in the distance. The appearance spread out, the only difference is probably the wave after wave of tourists.

Standing in front of a plum tree, Xiao Lang suddenly felt a little emotional, "Seeing the plum blossoms falling all over the ground, I would wonder if the land under their feet is called Nanshan."

"It's a pity that we call this ditch a garbage ditch." Su Mianyang shook his head in regret. "I didn't expect that group of young lovers to be more excited. I must say it means pulling hooks."

Xiao Lang was silent for a while, "So the people nearby are coal bosses?"

Su Mianyang didn't react.

"Isn't this ditch full of coal?" Xiao Lang said.

Su Mianyang raised his eyebrows. This cold and inexplicably cute homonym made him smile. He couldn't help pinching the back of Xiao Lang's hand, "No homophonic stalking."

The sky gradually darkened, and at the same time, the lanterns hanging on the wintersweet tree were also powered on. The colorful lights refracted through the snow became even more strange, and the two of them roamed in this world.

Su Mianyang stood beside the plum tree, and the cold wind knocked down a burst of snow from the plum blossoms. Through the layers of branches, he vaguely saw Xiao Lang's appearance.

Su Mianyang originally wanted to ask Xiao Lang to come and see the green plums here, but inexplicably felt that this situation and this scene were very familiar, as if he had experienced it before, he looked at Xiao Lang carefully, and the person in front of him and the other shadow in his memory slowed down in a daze. Slow overlap.

"I know you will come back, so no matter how long it takes, I will wait here until the day you come back."

The dream in the second year of high school was too real, and the feeling of lost and found made him not come out of his emotions for a long time. In the dream, tears filled his eyes but failed to drip cleanly. After a long time, they dried up in his eyes.

Su Mianyang hasn't forgotten that feeling until now, just like when he saw Xiao Lang again.

Happiness appeared so suddenly that he dared not grab it with his hands.

Su Mianyang's long silence caught Xiao Lang's attention, he raised his eyes and bumped into Su Mianyang's sight, but the other party's eyes were too focused, he didn't want to disturb.

The two looked at each other quietly, like some kind of tacit agreement, and neither of them broke the silence first.

The long stare at each other made Xiao Lang a little unbearable, he opened his mouth, and when he wanted to say something, the plum tree branches in front of him couldn't bear the pressure of the snow and suddenly snapped, and the white snow wrapped in the red plums were knocked down, leaving him behind. Covered with snow.

"You're back." Su Mianyang laughed, and stepped forward to take off the red hair that fell on Xiao Lang's hair. It took a lot of patience to restrain himself from the urge to hug the person in front of him fiercely.

He can't do this, Xiao Lang doesn't know anything, such an impulsive behavior will scare Xiao Lang.

Su Mianyang looked at Xiao Lang and then at the plum blossoms—the familiar appearance and sparse branches, as if nothing had changed, and the time went back to when he took advantage of the night and no one was paying attention, hiding all the throbbing in his heart The day she secretly held Xiao Lang's hand.

The only difference is that he has passed that age of powerlessness, this time he will not let go of Xiao Lang no matter what.

When breathing, the white air happened to be separated between the two, just as the cold wind was blowing, red plums and white snow fell all over the ground, standing in the white snow, all Zang Na's thoughts were reflected mercilessly by pure white , Su Mianyang asked softly: "Did you hear that?"

Xiao Lang looked up at him.

"The plum blossom in my hometown says it misses you very much."

There was the sound of snow falling, accompanied by a crisp snapping sound, probably where the plum tree was crushed by the snow and its branches were broken.

Xiao Lang came back to his senses, he smiled softly, stretched out his hand and squeezed Su Mianyang's face, "Why are you so literary all of a sudden? Is this the same tablemate who introduced Lagou to me?"

Su Mianyang also laughed, "Boss Coal also has occasional second-year literature and art."

Probably feeling a little ashamed in retrospect, Su Mianyang collected his expression and said, "Let's go, I'll take you home."

At this time, Xiao Lang suddenly reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes. Su Mianyang paused, and immediately turned to look at Xiao Lang.

Xiao Lang looked away uncomfortably at first, but then felt that this was not serious enough. He forced himself to look into Su Mianyang's light-colored pupils, looked into Su Mianyang's eyes word by word and said, "So I'll see you when I come back. Plum Blossom, I hope I didn't make him wait too long."