The plot collapsed after everyone thought it was rotten

Saturday morning, half an hour from departure time.

"That's all you bring?"

Ji Zongming asked, pointing to an eighteen-inch mini suitcase in front of him.

The small suitcase was only half full, and it could be solved by carrying it on both shoulders, but Huo Chuxiao was too lazy to carry it all the time, so he reluctantly picked a suitcase.

Ji Zongming can easily pick up the suitcase with one hand, he shook it, and the contents inside are probably not as much as the travel stickers on the outer shell.

Compared with his overstuffed 24-inch large suitcase, this thing is like a gift.

"What's in here?"

Huo Chuxiao thought for a while, then snapped his fingers and said, "Sunscreen, toothpaste, toothbrush, toothbrush, an umbrella, a change of clothes, and a power bank."

"……Gone?"

"Oh yes, there is."

Ji Zongming watched him run back into the house, and then came out quickly, holding the drawing board that he usually memorizes in his hand.

Huo Chuxiao was full of confidence: "It's gone."

Ji Shao, one head and two big, said patiently: "Mr. Huo, we didn't go to the museum this time, we came back in half a day. We are going camping and we are going to pitch a tent for the night."

Huo Chuxiao came to a sudden: "So there is no place to brush your teeth, and you don't need to bring toothpaste?"

Ji Zongming: "..."

He gradually accepted the fact that his roommate was a self-care idiot.

Glancing at his watch, there was still some time, Ji Zongming made a decisive decision and decided to pack Huo Chuxiao's luggage himself.At that time, he didn't bring anything, so he wanted to rub himself?

"Do you have a bigger suitcase?"

"Yes, in the bedroom."

This was the first time for Ji Zongming to enter Huo Chuxiao's place. When he opened the door, what he saw was a wall covered with patterns of unknown meaning. The visual impact was so great that Ji Zongming was startled.

He remembered that this house was painted with beige paint?When did there become such a big performance art?

Look carefully, there is a signature in the corner of the wall, Ji Zongming can vaguely see the word Huo, it's clear.

"It's free." He said casually.

At the second glance, Ji Zongming was taken aback again when he saw that the huge double bed had no sheets or quilts on it, but instead a landscape oil painting spread out on top of it.

When he co-authored the matter of transforming his bed into a painting shelf, Huo Chuxiao was indiscriminately harmed, and he didn't even let himself go.He felt balanced in his heart, and asked with some concern: "The bed is used to put paintings, so where do you sleep at night?"

Huo Chuxiao: "Didn't you mean to sleep in a tent? Taking advantage of not living at home these two days, I purposely hung up the paintings."

Ji Zongming: "...pretend I didn't ask."

He wanted to help Huo Chuxiao take out a thin quilt from the closet, but when he looked up, he saw a portrait of a man hanging on the wall in front of the bed. Logically speaking, that place should be used for hanging wedding photos in the wedding room.

Although neither of them wanted to look at that thing, they couldn't hang a portrait of a strange man either!

He was still a foreigner, with brown curly hair and wearing a dark green coat, he looked like a European, or a European from the last century, the kind who had been dead for hundreds of years.

Ji Zongming didn't like the painting, mainly because he didn't like the man in it.Doesn't Huo Chuxiao love to paint? His masterpieces are all on the walls of the house, so why is there only a portrait of a person that doesn't fit in the bedroom?

"Who is this?"

Huo Chuxiao gave Ji Zongming a rare look of contempt, as if he had heard a very stupid question.

"Илья Ефимович Репин."

He read a string of Russian, which Ji Zongming couldn't understand, but it was the first time he heard Huo Chuxiao speak Russian at such a close distance, and a description from someone suddenly popped up in his mind, like birdsong in the forest.

Huo Dashao translated it into Chinese as if giving alms: "Ilya Yefimovich Repin, Russian painter."

A disgusted expression of "illiterate, don't understand this".

There are only two words in Ji Zongming's mind: I will bear it.

However, before he knew it, Ji Shao became a laborer again, devoting himself to helping Huo Chuxiao prepare his luggage and dealing with his various problems.

"what is this?"

"Bug spray."

"What is this?"

"Moisture-proof pad."

"Why do you need a water bottle?"

"Don't you drink water, genius?"

Huo Chuxiao took it for granted: "Go to the nearby stalls to buy."

Ji Zongming raised his forehead, "We are going to the wild this time... Forget it, don't worry about it, I will let you take it, so you take it."

Sitting by the side and watching the other party do all the work for him, occasionally wanting to help, but being accused of "don't make trouble", Huo Dapainter's delicate eyebrows frowned.

Why is Ji Zongming so overbearing!And it seems that he knows a lot. He doesn't know the knowledge and doesn't tell him. It's unfair.

Ji Zongming was extremely efficient, and finally helped Huo Chuxiao prepare a suitcase full of luggage, clothing and medicine, and even put the hand-cranked flashlight and compass for emergencies into his side pockets.

He finally pointed to Huo Chuxiao's big and stupid drawing board, and ordered: "It's too in the way, put it at home."

Huo Chuxiao: "No way. I only agreed to go for sketching. If it is left at home, then I won't go."

Ji Zongming: "...you are traveling with me...for painting?"

Huo Chuxiao nodded without hesitation, and was a little puzzled to see that Ji Zongming's expression became a little dazed.

This trance lasted until they got into the car.

When passing by Weilan, Huo Chuxiao yelled to stop, and went to buy some breakfast in the coffee shop.

He got out of the car alone, leaving Ji Zongming to wait in the car.

Boss Ji looked at the blue signboard, and saw the flower stand moved outside because it was sunny, and suddenly thought of the day when he met Huo Chuxiao here last time.

At that time, he heard that this was a place where young couples often came to check in, so he swore that Huo Chuxiao had other plans for him, even the so-called divorce agreement, he underestimated it, ridiculously regarded it as some kind of delaying tactic, and played hard to get.

As a result, he wanted to divorce him sincerely.

The choice of Weilan is only because it is close to the place of work.

Just like this time Huo Chuxiao agreed to travel with him, and it was only for sketching.

Ji Zongming leaned slightly on the steering wheel, looked at the pink Longsha gemstones in full bloom on the small flower stand, and smiled self-deprecatingly when he thought of the bouquet of roses that was mistaken for him.

Although he has many suitors because of his outstanding appearance, he has never been narcissistic.How did you become more and more stupid when you met this Huo Chuxiao?

After a while, Huo Chuxiao pushed the door out with two paper bags and returned to the car.

He handed a copy to Ji Zongming, "Here, yours."

Ji Zongming was still immersed in the emotions just now, and said coolly: "Is it from the shopkeeper again?"

Huo Chuxiao looked at him strangely: "Where is the good thing? I bought it specially for you, thank you for helping me pack my luggage."

Ji Zongming was taken aback for a moment, then took the bag foolishly, and the warm heat of the sandwich inside spread to his palm, he was half a beat behind, before he said: "It's nothing..."

A total of eight people participated in this trip, and they drove three cars. The original arrangement was that Ji Zongming took Huo Chuxiao to pick up Huo Chuhong. Zhen, no one objected to this.

In terms of social interaction, Yu Zhen was a little stronger than Huo Chuhong. Along the way, facing Huo Chuxiao, who was always quiet, and Ji Zongming, who was ruthless to the end for some reason, he didn't take a break for a moment, and he could always stir up topics.

He is much more accepting of art than Ji Zongming, and he also knows a little bit about it. Huo Chuxiao gradually chatted with him, and the two of them were twisting their bodies to look back, and the other leaned forward to look forward, chatting freely In high spirits, Huo Chuxiao even agreed to give him a copy of this sketch, but the driver who had been silent all this time suddenly coughed very dissatisfied.

Just as Yu Zhen was about to say something, he stopped abruptly. He glanced at the rearview mirror and was facing Ji Zongming's ice-like eyes.

Leaning back to the back row, Yu Zhen couldn't help thinking angrily in his heart, didn't he say he didn't like it?Didn't you tell Chuhong categorically that you're not interested?Where does the vinegar smell come from?

But I just think about it in my heart, if I really say it, it's tantamount to pulling out the tiger's beard.

Then look at Huo Chuxiao, who is checking the time of a certain art exhibition with his mobile phone, it's completely out of order.

Yu Zhen couldn't help but sweat for his brother in his heart, there is a long way to go.

They walked the mountain road for three hours, and finally arrived at their destination at noon, a semi-developed mountain forest on the outskirts of the city, where self-help camping activities are very popular.

They came at the tail end of the peak season. There were not many people, but the scenery was still beautiful.

As soon as Huo Chuxiao got out of the car, he chatted enthusiastically with Maxim and his wife, probably because they talked about a professor from his student days, and Ji Zongming even heard him laugh happily a few times for the first time.

He glanced coldly at the tall blond Russian woman, but in the end he didn't do anything and was busy setting up camp on the spot.

In the afternoon, the group set up all the tents, and then began to walk into the mountains.

The mountains here are not high, the shade is like a quilt, and there are countless trickles. If you are lucky, you can also meet wild animals such as foxes and squirrels in the mountains. Compared with climbing mountains, enjoying the scenery is more fun.

Maxim's wife is also an excellent painter, and she always gets together with Huo Chuxiao, and the two of them discuss where is suitable for sketching and when the light is the best, and no one else can get in their mouths.

Ji Zongming has been following behind him, keeping a close distance, seemingly inadvertently, but in fact he has been secretly watching Huo Chuxiao. If he had known that his physical fitness was poor, he would have been afraid that he would miss steps or be scratched by rocks while climbing.After all, he has to pack all the luggage of this guy, and his ability to survive is basically zero.

He concealed it very well, but Yu Zhen had already seen through it at a glance, leaned close to him and whispered: "You see so closely?"

Ji Zongming said calmly: "What?"

Yu Zhen just smiled and said nothing, looked at him a little bit hairy, and said: "Fuck, you laugh so disgustingly, you must have evil intentions."

"It doesn't count as having a dark heart, but it's true that brother intends to help you."

Ji Zongming squinted at him: "Help for what?"

Yu Zhen pouted at Huo Chuxiao who was in front of him.

Ji Zongming smiled disdainfully, "Sick."

Yu Zhen: "Okay, you'll have to save face and suffer. When my buddy really helps you tonight, I'll see if you still scold me for being sick."

Ji Zongming snorted to clarify his attitude.

In the end, when everyone was sitting around the bonfire at night, waiting for the barbecue to come out, he understood what Yu Zhen meant by "helping".

"Everyone, it's rare that today is a moonless night, and the sky is completely dark. What is the most suitable atmosphere?" Like a senior host in a hot venue, Yu Zhen turned around and looked at everyone.

Everyone looked at him and laughed, and a few people booed him, telling him not to be secretive.

"Of course - talking nonsense!"

Everyone became excited when they heard it. Even Maxim raised the beer can in his hand after hearing the translation, and said loudly in blunt Chinese: "That's right!"

The only ones who didn't make a fuss were the two of them.

Huo Chuxiao focused on watching the roasted whole lamb on the fire, as if he didn't hear Yu Zhen's words.He doesn't have the temperament to make a fuss, but he still feels that this group of people is noisy.

Fortunately, Ji Zongming who was sitting next to him didn't scream loudly.

Roommates are good.

But Ji Zongming didn't respond, it was all because Yu Zhen was giving him winks.

What do you mean? It's obvious.

Ji Shao took a sip of beer.

Fuck, what's the mess here?

The author says:

Bobo babies!There will be a lottery tomorrow, and today I will study how to set up ORZ