flammable relationship

"What are you muttering about?" Fu Yiheng rubbed his neck, feeling particularly uncomfortable, forced a calm face, and reluctantly said thank you, "Thank you, the clothes fit you well."

It's just a bit of an old cucumber with green paint to pretend to be tender.

Wei Ran had prepared a full stomach of joking and sarcastic remarks, but now he opened his mouth, unable to utter a single word.I can't tell what kind of feeling it is in my heart. For a while, I think that Mr. Fu is so handsome, and for a while, I think that when Mr. Fu was more handsome, you were still dragging your nose and messing with Wei Xi. It looked like he must have caused a lot of trouble before, and he was in a bad mood anyway, and his face was very complicated.

"It's cheap, as long as you don't dislike it." He rubbed his face, forcibly tore off the eyes that had almost taken root on the other party, opened his legs and turned around, "Let's go, go eat something to pad your stomach."

If he didn't say anything, Fu Yiheng was also hungry.

The hunger is always more obvious after taking a hot bath, because the body is softened by the hot water, and the vigilance is relaxed, and it is easy to be taken advantage of by various potential threats.

It's almost ten o'clock, and it's an embarrassing time when you don't have a meal. Fortunately, Wei Ran had the foresight to buy soy milk buns for Fu Yiheng when he bought toiletries.

After eating, I moved an old rattan chair and slumped in the yard to bask in the sun.

Wei Xi was still perseveringly looking for her An'an chicken. Looking back, she saw Mrs. Fu and her brother lying down and sitting, one holding a book, the other buried in the mobile phone, neither of them spoke, but the atmosphere was very harmonious, the one who played with the mobile phone From time to time, he glanced sideways twice, as if peeking at what interesting things were written in the book, which made people intoxicated.

The years are quiet and stable in this world.

Wei Xi tilted his head happily: "I don't think the two of you are like teachers and students, but rather like friends at about the same age."

Wei Ran raised his head, his eyes were dazzled by the bright sunlight, he put his hand on his eyebrows to build a pergola, and poked Fu Yiheng's arm: "Young girl praises you for being young, Mr. Fu."

"No, she was too anxious to hurt you." Fu Yiheng didn't even raise his eyelids, and responded briefly and forcefully.

Tsk, because of that pair of underwear, it seems that I can't talk properly.

Wei Ran ground his teeth, got up and went back to the house.

Fu Yiheng pretended not to respond to all his small movements, put aside distracting thoughts, and concentrated on reading.

He just asked Wei Xi to borrow the book with the Gothic title, and flipped through a couple of pages. The pretentious words and the author's style of writing, which was twisted around and refused to speak well, immediately made Fu The teacher had a strong interest and was extremely excited.

Fu Yiheng, as the head teacher of the third year of senior high school, had confiscated countless such pretentious youth pain literature in serious classrooms countless times before. With the idea of ​​reaching out to the student group, he wanted to read it several times, asking for abuse, and seeking resonance, but Every time it ends without a problem because of such trivial things.Coinciding with this two-day trip to Pingyang, time had to be spared, and he planned to hurry up and study.

Just when he continued to look down two lines, Wei Ran came out again. He had two bamboo fishing rods and a tin bucket in his hands. He tapped the bucket by Fu Yiheng's ear with the fishing rod, boom boom rattle.

Teacher Fu's hands trembled from the shock, and the book almost hit his face.

"Here you are, I'll take you to Pingyang Reservoir." Wei Ran raised his chin, "By the way, catch two silver carp and bighead carp, and make fish soup at night."

"Reservoir? Fishing? Hmm..."

Fu Yiheng is no stranger to the elderly sport of fishing, not only no stranger, but also deeply affected by it.When he was a child, he often went out fishing with Professor Fu. He went there for a week and sat in the center of the lake every day.No matter whether the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, or fishing alone in the cold river and snow, sitting for a long time, you are forced to watch the water and the sky, the sunset and the solitary bird fly together, so boring, so that the word fishing is directly selected Three childhood nightmares.

"I think it's still..." Mr. Fu put the book upside down on his knees, trying to show the word "embarrassed" vividly on his face.

"Let's go and relax." Wei Ranquan pretended not to see it, and was extremely firm on the road of dictatorship. He directly pulled people up and patted his chest to promise, "Don't worry, I won't let you down. Disappointed, come back and drink my head stew."

"..."

Just go, why don't you tell a horror story?

Fu Yiheng only had time to put the book on his hands before he was taken away.

This time the travel tool is Wei Xi's bicycle, which is warm yellow and covered with white chamomile. At first glance, it has a literary accent.But this kind of literature and art is limited to the case where the owner of the car is a girl. It is not suitable for two men to ride this car.

Mr. Fu was sitting on the back seat, with his long legs curled up with great difficulty so as not to be dragged to the ground, holding the fishing rod with one hand, and the bucket with the other hand, bouncing up and down the slope. In the past, the old bones almost fell apart.

"I'll ride when I turn around, and you sit behind. It's too painful."

Upon arriving at the destination, Fu Yiheng immediately expressed that he would change roles.

"Okay, if you don't feel tired, you can ride, and I will rest."

Wei Ran locked the bicycle, took the fishing rod from his hand and hung it on his shoulder, and Fu Yiheng didn't let go when he was going to pick up the barrel again.

"I'll carry this." Fu Yiheng said.

"Anything is fine." Wei Ran narrowed his eyes and smiled, "You have the final say."

His eyes are narrow and long, and the ends of his eyes are very long. When he is not smiling, he is as sharp as a sword, but when he smiles, he is like a hook, a bit wild.

The two walked towards the embankment one after the other.

The air carried the fishy and damp smell unique to waters.As far as the eyes can see, the mountains and plains are full of green reeds, and when the wind blows, they fall down.As he approached the reeds, the reed leaves hadn't swept across his face, but just getting closer, his skin felt itchy.

Wei Ran stretched out his hand, pinched a reed leaf, and played with it cheaply in his hand. Consciously or unconsciously, he brushed Fu Yiheng's face, and scratched Fu Yiheng's neck, ears and arms.

Fu Yiheng was so annoyed that he grabbed Weiye the next time he came up to him again, and said angrily, "Is it over?"

"It's over." Wei Ran let go of his hand generously, turned his head and pinched another, "I'll give you that one, I still have it here."

Fu Yiheng glared at him.

Wei Ran took the root of the reed leaf in his mouth, chewed it, and accepted it when he saw it was good: "Okay, I don't owe you any more. We'll be there soon, follow along."

Pushing away the thick reeds, Wei Ran was right, there is no need to cut off the head and stew the soup. The scenery is indeed not disappointing, and even surprising.

Surrounded by mountains, the reservoir under the sun is green and opal-like. Compared with the magnificent and boundless expanse, it is quiet and leisurely, peaceful in a corner, like a piece of smooth satin, rippling on the surface of the satin. It was inlaid with diamonds, exquisite and translucent, reflecting the light, making the eyes hurt.

Fu Yiheng closed his eyes, and then opened them again. Suddenly, he felt clear ears and eyesight, and his vision widened. He expanded his lungs and took a deep breath.The slightly bitter grassy smell circulates in the body for a week, stays on the oral mucosa, goes straight to the sky, cleanses the lungs, and clears away the turbid air.

"Good place." Teacher Fu gave a thumbs up.

Wei Ran smiled and said nothing, walked along the shoreline until he came to a big banyan tree and stopped.The banyan tree is truly magnificent, with a wide crown, luxuriant branches and leaves, and its rusty-brown aerial roots submerge straight into the water. The tree faces the sun and the water, and nearly half of its branches lean above the reservoir, casting mottled shadows on the green water. .

"This is the place you chose?" Fu Yiheng looked around and felt that it was very unreliable, "When the water drops by a foot, the fish recedes by an inch. The water here is too shallow, and it is far from the shore, so you can't catch fish."

"Don't fish here, fish up there." Wei Ran pointed to the sky, "I'll go, you can just find a shady place here to read a book to relieve boredom."

Fu Yiheng was surprised: "Which side is the top?"

What Wei Ran said above was the tree.

He took off his shoes, took the pole, took the reed leaves in his mouth, and climbed up the banyan tree in three or five steps. Like a nimble wild monkey, he jumped up to the branch that extended farthest to the water, and squatted down. , put on the bait and throw the pole, all in one go.When it was over, he turned back and blew a sharp whistle.

It's a bit of a show off.

Look at your patience.

Fu Yiheng shook his head and laughed. He stood under the tree and watched for a while, feeling fatigued. He turned around and found a sunny grassland, and continued to study his youth pain literature.The hot air spread over the body, like a layer of warm duvet, and the thick grass is much more comfortable than a hard board bed. Teacher Fu yawned, a little unable to read the densely packed words.

The breeze is coming, and the light and shadow are floating.

After more than half an hour, the fisherman in the tree was holding his pole in boredom, and finally bumped into a blind silver carp and bighead carp, which was quite big, and when he caught it, he was busy running around. Come down the tree to claim credit.As soon as he stopped, he found that the person who was reading a book by the bucket had already turned the book upside down on his face, lying on the grass and fell asleep.

Afraid of waking people up, Wei Ran held his breath, moved over step by step, took the fish off the hook, and quietly put it into the half bucket of water.The fish seemed to be dissatisfied with the sudden reduction in the area of ​​the water, and felt uncomfortable all over. As soon as it entered the water, it flicked its tail and hit the iron bucket with a loud clang. The water splashed out and wet Wei Ran's trousers.

Just this movement, Mr. Fu didn't wake up, which shows how deeply he slept.

He just lay straight in the sun, with his legs crossed, one hand raised slightly to the side of his head, and the other hand resting safely on his stomach. His long waistline was hidden under the loose clothes. The small piece of skin exposed between the two feet gave this extremely gentle sleeping position a bit of a criminal flavor.

The Adam's apple was raised slightly, and then fell down quickly.

Wei Ran chewed on the reed stalks, stared at it for a while, and then lay down not far away, turned his body on his side and supported his head, just like last night, watching Fu Yiheng without blinking his eyes, watching him sleep.

It's a sweet torment.

I hope he wakes up, and I hope he sleeps forever.

Perhaps the sun was too bright, or the reservoir was too quiet, Wei Ran couldn't bear it anymore, his eardrums were agitated by the chaotic heartbeat, thin sweat was dripping from his forehead, and unwarranted courage gradually filled his agitated chest, and his bolder eyes wandered in the On those slightly parted lips.

The emerald green grass brings out an extra pink tone to the lips that were not obviously blood-colored. It is so faint that it makes people feel indifferent. I want to crush it heavily to create a deeper red.

Unexpectedly, Wei Ran got closer, and then leaned over, and noticed the graceful arc stretching from the jaw to the neck, the warm breath overflowing from the gap between the lips, and the exclusive body emanating from it. Taste, all these details are integrated into an iron hammer, breaking the abstinence image that Mr. Fu painstakingly managed in one fell swoop.

Cracks appeared, and the deadly attraction toxins seeped out, step by step, confusing people's nerves and controlling people's lifelines, the closer they were, the more bewitched they were, the heart was paralyzed, and the pulse stopped.

In the distance, the blue sky and clear water complement each other, a few bare fishing boats are floating on the lake, and a few children playing on the embankment shrink into small black spots, rolling from one end to the other, and then galloping back from the other end.Insects chirped, birds chirped, and the fish in the bucket fluttered restlessly.

Wei Ran crushed his fingers, took off the reed leaf he was holding, and brushed teacher Fu's lips lightly and slowly. The upper half of the latter's face was blocked by the book, unconscious.

The wind passed, the grass fell, and the forehead hair flew.

The slightly cool reed leaves cover the soft lips, and on the back of the reed leaves, another pair of trembling thin lips are carefully covered, sticking tightly, filling the gap.

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