Sand sculpture heroes come out of youth

The driver of Song Ye's family drove the car away, and the three called a car.

After getting in the car, Shi Lu said: "I asked, one of them went, because the girl who lived in the same room with her strongly urged her to go, and the two went to ask the dean, and the other two said they wanted to receive some kind of induction training. I My face turned red when I heard this, how old is this damn girl, so I’m on the job training. It’s so hard to realize that my sister is asking for pocket money.”

Song Ye exposed him and said, "It's as if you really don't want it."

Shi Lu chuckled: "It must be, I have to invite Li Xing next week..." Speaking of this, he was glared at by Song Ye, no matter how Song Ye was also a good friend who was ruthlessly abandoned by him, so Shi Lu started Squeeze Song Ye's little hands and beat his chest.

You Mu turned his head and saw that the roof of the car was about to be blown off by the enthusiasm of the two, he raised his hand and called out: "It's not you two who stop! Are you in such a hurry?"

Shi Lu put his face on Song Ye's arm: "Well, I'm in a hurry. Come and be happy together."

The driver glanced at the evildoer in the back seat from the rearview mirror, and suddenly had the idea of ​​crazily chasing the car in front of him.

Song Ye couldn't play anymore, so he pushed Shi Lu to the car door with all four claws, and lay on his stomach submissively.

The two had had enough quarrel, Shi Lu asked: "Dog..."

Nomad: "Get out!"

Shi Lu came again: "Shepherd dog..."

Shi Lu took out his trump card and punched Nomad, who was sitting in the co-pilot, on the chest: "You hate~"

Nomad shuddered and was scared.

Shi Lu: "What do you mean by asking me if they will go or not?"

Nomad: "I just think that group of b... bastards are not good people. The three of them were called to pass by before. Do you two have anything to do tomorrow? If you have nothing to do, go camping with them."

Song Ye and Shi Lu were fine tomorrow, so the three of them made an appointment for a meeting tomorrow morning, and the car drove Song Ye and Shi Lu away after the car was released for nomads at No. 72 Gongyuan Road.

After entering the yard, You Mu took Xiaowo to skate around the yard for a few laps on a skateboard, and Xiaowo went to flirt with You Ruoyu again when he had enough fun.

Nomad walked briskly around the small garden on a skateboard, deliberately passed behind the swing frame, and finally stopped in front of the Jincheng Gate.

The skateboard wheels made a lot of noise on the stone road and cement road. Usually when Jin Cheng heard it, he either glanced at him from the window and waved to him, or opened the door to chat with him.

Isn't it there?

You Mu stepped on a skateboard with one hand on his hips, standing in front of the door with a mess of black threads on his forehead.

Finally, after thinking about it, he didn't know where he thought of, and slapped the door open with his palm.

As soon as the door was opened, the hot air behind him collided with the cold air in the room, making him shiver.

Jin Cheng was at home, and was busy working.

When the door was slapped open, he didn't move and didn't look up. He was just smearing finely on a dark green wallet with glue in one hand and a small scraper in the other.

You Mu leaned against the door frame and watched for a long time, and then Jincheng stopped and straightened up and glanced at him, with an indifferent expression as if he was watching the ups and downs stuck in the sun.

He turned off the work light, got up and walked to the kitchen, rubbing the back of his neck during the process, and hung the apron he took off on the back of the chair.

At noon, the situation of the two of them seemed to be parting ways.

Jin Cheng still didn't want to understand where the nomadic spirit was. He took out a bag of chicken nuggets from the refrigerator and baked them in the oven before making coffee.

Seeing that Jin Cheng didn't plan to talk to him first, You Mu leaned over with a sullen face, giving himself a row of praises for his cheekiness in his heart.

He had nothing to say: "Brother, do you want me to chase after your boat porridge like you chase after my sausage and egg noodles?"

Jin Cheng, who was manually grinding coffee beans, turned to face Nomad with his back against the refrigerator, tilted his head slightly with a roguish expression, and asked, "Did I chase you?"

Nomad: "..." Pretend to have amnesia and don't play any Korean dramas anymore, you play this with me!Sun, you hammer duck!

With a hard heart, he also tilted his head and said: "Then should I chase after?"

come!

Hurt each other!

Jin Cheng looked at Nomad for a while, then suddenly lowered his head and smiled.

His smile was very stretched and cheerful, and he seemed a little embarrassed... If you look closely, you will find that embarrassment is more like shyness.

Rao is a nomad who is used to seeing Jin Cheng's expression becoming more and more colorful, but Jin Cheng is still a man with a cold and indifferent expression for 24 hours out of 20 hours.

Now this smile is enough to surprise Nomad.

"........."

Although we haven't known each other for a long time, he has never seen Jin Cheng smiling so...so happy.

The moment the corner of the mouth curled up, that kind of happiness crazily spread to every strand of hair, and then spread to every piece of skin.

Nomad only felt that a firework like a flying monkey was tied to his back waist, ignited with a chirp, and jumped from the tailbone against the skin of the back spine to the Tianling Gai, and then broke through the Tianling Gai half a meter above his head It exploded into a firework...

There was a lingering white puff of exhaust behind his buttocks.

Then, with his head full of colorful flowers, he leaned against the door frame and stared blankly for a long time.

Until the smell of coffee and roast chicken woke him up.

After a while, listening to his beating heart, he shouted in his heart: What are you laughing at! ! ! !

The coffee was served on the bar, and the plate of chicken nuggets was also brought up.

Jin Cheng snapped his fingers at Nomad, who had been leaning on the door frame for more than ten minutes, "Snap! Come here."

Nomad sighed softly, walked over and sat down with his back to the bar. He picked up the coffee and was about to drink it. Before the cup touched his mouth, Jin Cheng blocked his wrist.

Jin Cheng frowned and reminded: "Hot, what are you thinking?"

Nomad finally looked down at the steaming coffee as if he was sober, and muttered in an unhappy tone: "Is there anything you can't think about, you have to make hot coffee in summer."

Jin Cheng ignored him and pushed the chicken nuggets aside, "Eat the chicken nuggets first... what did you do this afternoon?"

Nomad is sitting on a high chair, with his back against the bar, his elbows resting on the edge of the bar and his head slightly tilted back, holding a cup in one hand and a chicken nugget in the other, in a very lazy and comfortable posture.

There was a half-meter-wide bar between the two of them. Jin Cheng and Nomad were facing the same direction, and he also propped his elbows on the bar, but his upper body leaned forward, so that he was closer to Nomad's tilted head.

"I went to the orphanage, and distributed summer clothes and cool quilts, and the hospital union helped me with the summer physical examination..." He ate and drank, thinking of what to say, but he didn't mention Zhou Zhaoxuan and the gangster four.

He talked for a while, but Jin Cheng didn't respond after finishing speaking, and the two of them remained silent for a long time.

Turning the head again, the sky outside the window was already dark, and the shadows of the trees covered the stars.

Nomad suddenly said without beginning or end: "I have a boat."

"Everyone has a boat in their brain," Jin Cheng raised his eyes and glanced at Nomad's ears, "Are you sailing the boat now?"

You Mu turned his head to look at Jin Cheng behind him, gave Jin Cheng a knowing look, and then grinned: "Brother, don't think you don't like to talk to people, but you actually know a lot."

Jin Cheng said immodestly: "Well, after all, I have been masturbating for several years longer than you."

"..." Nomad was embarrassed, "Brother, have you been pierced by Shi Luhun?"

Jin Cheng raised his hand and flicked the back of his head.

Nomad was finally willing to turn around and face him, leaning his upper body on the bar counter, and said in a secretive tone: "I really have a boat..."

Jin Cheng interrupted him: "That's not allowed to drive here."

Nomad shouted in a low voice: "Can you let me finish my sentence!"

Jin Cheng stood looking at him, a little higher than Nomad's line of sight. In the whole room, only a chandelier on the bar was lit. The light shone on the bridge of the nose with a small hump, casting a shadow on the deep eyebrows.

This posture, coupled with his expressionless face, will make people feel that he looks like a stone that has been pressed under the ice all year round.

You Mu felt the cold, but it wasn't from Jincheng. He could probably see through this person's disguise now, and his sight happened to pass through that layer of camouflage, and then touch the still warm flesh.

He coughed: "There is a pond upstream of the lake in the forest park, not far from the backyard of my grandfather's house, separated by a small hill, it is actually a bigger and fatter dirt bag, the wooden boat in the pond is mine. It was when I was just in junior high school, I begged my dad and my grandpa, the three of us did it, four or five, only one survived, tied in the pond all the time, usually when the weather is fine and I can see the Milky Way at night, I will lie down Feed the mosquitoes on board."

As he spoke, he suddenly looked at Jin Chengxiao's eyes, and his eyes narrowed by half: "Especially after it rains in summer, there are frogs all around the pond, and you can't hear them talking without shouting while sitting on a boat. The world is the same, you can try it another day."

He tried to think about it, a silly fufu shepherd dog was squatting among a group of green frogs with a green frog doll hood, pretending to be a frog, but in fact all the frogs knew he was a silly fufu shepherd dog.

cute.

The coldness of his body was shattered by a smile from the corner of his mouth, and the thin shards of crushed ice shattered all over the ground, turning into a puddle of water under the light, surrounding him.Like an unidentified creature in the dark night, it flowed slowly to the ground and slowly around Nomad, and then quietly surrounded him.

Everything was done quietly.

But the wind passing by outside the window knew it, and every star in the sky knew it. They seemed to be slanting at Jincheng, as if they were mocking him, "Look at your promise!".

Jin Cheng pursed his lips and nodded: "Okay..." He raised his hand and tapped the end of Nomad's eyes, "The dog's eyes of a shepherd dog."

Nomad was indeed told by the girls in his class about dog eyes a few times. At that time, he thought it was because his nickname was Shepherd Dog, so the eyes were called dog eyes.Later I realized that it had nothing to do with the nickname, his eye type is called dog eyes.

He raised his hand and touched the end of Jin Cheng's eyes, and looked at him with eyelids: "I kindly invite you to take a boat, can you care about something else?"

Jin Cheng lowered his head and smiled: "What do you care about? The speed of the ship? Or..."

"Ahhh!"

Nomad feels that he is a special animal, as soon as the word "ship" comes out of Jin Cheng's mouth, a few lyrics that that monster Shi Lu always sang in his mind immediately - drive, drive to the edge of the city... drive, drive to the edge of the city... …

Infinite loop.

Stereo plus special effects.

Endless.

He jumped off the high chair, waved his hands as he walked out, and shouted, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!"

Nomad walked past the window quickly, and Jin Cheng's gaze followed until only the shadows of trees were left outside the window.

He looked down at the pad of his right index finger, raised his hand mysteriously, his fingers slowly approached his lips, and finally pressed the pad of his index finger against the gap between his lips.

I can't turn it on, I'm going to sleep, good night.