He is from a fighting nation

The empty bathroom, the snow-white lights, and the loud and disappearing footsteps really feel like a thriller.

"Wu Liang." The sound echoed, and through a door, Zhou Xiangwan could feel that Wu Liang's breathing had slowed down a lot.

"Don't be afraid, I don't like you."

"Actually, I lied to you that day."

"I asked you to run because one day I dreamed that you were killed. I didn't want to fight with you. It's meaningless to fight with you."

Zhou Xiangwan took two steps forward, "I know where you are, I'm going to put two cards in now, don't jump out suddenly and hit me."

Zhou Xiangwan squatted down and stuffed two cards into the crack of the door, one black and one white.

"The black one is the annual card for the gym here, and I've given it to you for 30 years."

Wu Liang: "..." So he wants to run until he retires?

Zhou Xiangwan stood up and said seriously, "The white one is the business card of my personal trainer. He will teach you in the future, and I promise you to be a teacher for three years, and you can even with me."

Zhou Xiangwan waited for half a minute before seeing Wu Liang took the black card and the business card was returned.

Through a gray door panel, Wu Liang's hoarse voice came out, "There is no need for personal training."

"Hmph, whatever you want," Zhou Xiangwan kicked the business card away, "I'm going to take a shower."

"By the way," Zhou Xiangwan wanted to tell Wu Liang that Du Feng had a problem, but Wu Liang always thought that he kept this underground love affair well. If he told him this directly, he would definitely feel that Zhou Xiangwan was in private Investigating him, so Zhou Xiangwan held back for a long time, and only said: "It's nothing..."

Zhou Xiangwan turned on the water, and the moment the water came out, he heard footsteps, which were indistinct and indistinct.Zhou Xiangwan took a shower for more than half an hour, and when he went out refreshingly, the bathroom was already empty.

Zhou Xiangwan rummaged through the locker and found a... curling iron.

Zhou Xiangwan likes curly hair, he thinks that curly hair is suitable for his noble face shape, and curly hair can make the hair look more volume.He was burning strand by strand in front of the mirror, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced at the street, just in time to see Wu Liang coming out of the opposite coffee shop, getting into the co-pilot of a car, and disappearing into the street.

Zhou Xiangwan took a tight breath and burned his fingers.He frowned, put down the curling iron, turned on the faucet and directed it at the wound, becoming more and more irritable.

He obviously did his best to Wu Liangren, why did he still care so much?

Wu Liang's gutsy pig's hoof deserves to be tricked by scum!

Thinking of this, Zhou Xiangwan felt his fingers hurt even more.

At this time, Wu Liang didn't know that he had become a big pig's hoof in Zhou Xiangwan's heart, with his eyes closed, physically and mentally exhausted.

"What's wrong? Afraid of that?" Du Feng parked the car and glanced at Wu Liang in the rearview mirror.

Wu Liang shook his head and said, "It's okay."

Du Feng glanced at Wu Liang inexplicably, and said, "Master Zhou seems to be very interested in you."

Wu Liang said: "Nothing."

Du Feng said: "Tell me, does he look like the little bully in the class deliberately playing a prank, just to attract the attention of the girl he likes?"

Wu Liang: "... It's just a child's temper, and I'm not a little girl either."

Du Feng said: "Even if he likes you, you are mine, right?"

Wu Liang suddenly tilted his head and asked, "You...why do you ask that?"

"I'm jealous." Du Feng smiled softly, "Zhou Xiangwan's face and his family background really make me feel a sense of crisis. I'm just a small employee with no power. How can you compare to him?"

Wu Liang thought for a while and said, "You know, I like you. I promised you that as long as you don't leave me, I won't leave you either."

"I like you the most," Du Feng hugged Wu Liang, his expressionless and even hideous face was reflected on the car window, but his voice was extremely soft, "Don't have any contact with Zhou Xiangwan in the future, okay?"

Wu Liang hummed lightly.

"You are so vicious, you have a lot of sports cars, do you have to sit on the back of my tricycle?!" Qian Meng groaned and pedaled the wheels, "You have to come over and give me a ride. You run errands! I am one of the top ten fighters in the country!"

"Where did you get the tricycle?"

Qian Meng said: "I rented it from the owner of the barbecue stand! It's not what you said, don't want any motorized vehicles, unless it's a helicopter!"

At midnight in Beijing, although there were fewer vehicles on the street, it was still very scary. Zhou Xiangwan was wearing a pair of huge sunglasses, sitting on a small bench with his long legs curled up, with a cold white face, looking at the money. The Union's complaints were indifferent.

Qian Meng didn't hear anything, so he turned around and asked Zhou Xiangwan, "My lord, where are you going?"

"Airport, I'm going bungee jumping in New Zealand."

Qian Meng poked his neck and roared: "Don't even think about it! I'll hang myself! It's more than 60 kilometers, why don't you go to the sky!" Qian Meng kicked his feet with a whistling wind, "You only go bungee jumping when you are in a bad mood. Come on, who messed with your ancestors again?"

Zhou Xiangwan didn't answer him, but closed his eyes in fear, "Then where are you going?"

"Shooting skewers!"

Qian Meng kicked and kicked, and suddenly felt a kick, and sang in the whistling summer evening wind: "Master Zhou~ You are not a male classmate with no story. You fell in love with a wild horse, but my family only Three rounds. This makes me feel desperate, Master Zhou~"

"Come with me, Master Zhou~"

"Come on, Master Zhou~"

Zhou Xiangwan couldn't take it anymore, took off his sunglasses, "I'm going to jump off the car!"

After some ups and downs, Zhou Xiangwan got out of the car and looked around. There was a long queue of food stalls and bustling people. He was blinded by a burst of fireworks. He didn't want to go bungee jumping. He wanted to take the elevator and jump directly to the building!

"Qian Meng, even if I jump from the Krem Palace, I won't eat this kind of garbage."

"Then sit and watch me eat."

Greasy floors, greasy tables, greasy barbecues, greasy humans, and Zhou Xiangwan, a delicate young man who just took a shower and got his hair permed—all of them stand out from the crowd and are out of place.

After half an hour.

Zhou Xiangwan: "This black one is really delicious, give me another ten skewers! This lamb skewer is not the same as the one I ate in the restaurant, put more cumin, thank you boss, wow, it's really delicious!" "

Qian Meng thought about it: "Young Master Zhou, you will get fat."

Zhou Xiangwan took a sip of cold beer and said, "It's okay, I'll ride you back in a tricycle later. You're so heavy, you can definitely burn the calories I ate."

Qian Meng roared angrily: "I don't want to go back in that one! I came here by car! Young Master Zhou, think about your Maserati, think about your Lamborghini, are they being compared to the small three-wheeled barbecue shop?"

Zhou Xiangwan paused while holding the skewer, took out a tissue and slowly wiped his mouth, then said suddenly, "Let me tell you a problem that sounds very small..."

Zhou Xiangwan explained his symptoms of being afraid of cars, but concealed the reason why he was run over to death by a car, and only said that he woke up one day.

After Qian Meng listened, he analyzed it seriously: "I said that you had a problem with your appendectomy. The operating table has always been a place of evil, and you can't go there easily."

Zhou Xiangwan: "..."

Qian Meng made a cross with two bamboo sticks, "In our Maoshan school, there is a saying for the operating table, which is called the reincarnation table, with strange powers and chaotic magnetic fields. For example, some people are originally treacherous and evil. The disciples, after getting off the operating table, their temperament suddenly calmed down, do you think they see through life and death? No, they are actually seduced!"

Zhou Xiangwan: "...Don't talk nonsense about your Chinese religion, I don't understand! Do you have a score or not?"

Qian Meng said: "Then what are you talking about? A top student in psychology? Really, I don't want to ride a tricycle anymore. You are so sick, listen to my advice, let's go to the temple?"

Zhou Xiangwan chewed the small barbecue, and said slowly: "In psychology, there is a desensitization therapy, that is, the more you are afraid of something, the more you have to touch it. I have a few plans that need your cooperation..."

*Solution [-] for overcoming speed phobia: people are at home, but hearts are on the road!

On this day, when the sun was setting and the streets of Beijing were filled with smog, Qian Meng was driving a self-balancing scooter bitterly.

A square iPad is placed on the pole of the balance car. In the middle of the screen is a handsome, serious face with peaceful eyes looking straight ahead, motionless.

This person is Zhou Xiangwan.

Zhou Xiangwan thought that the reason he didn't dare to look at the car was because he was deeply afraid of being hit, so he should be hit a few more times, and if he got used to it, maybe he wouldn't be afraid anymore.

Zhou Xiangwan asked seriously: "Qian Meng, how about me on the screen?"

Qian Meng slid his scooter, looked down at the iPad screen, and said, "Handsome! He's so handsome that he shocked the Party Central Committee!"

"Then why is everyone looking at me?"

Qian Meng said: "How fresh is it? Believe me, if you sneak around for a while, it will definitely be put on TV as a performance art. Just imagine, your handsome face will be placed in the ugly blue frame of social news... ..."

When Zhou Xiangwan heard it, he felt that he couldn't bear it, and said, "Let's start, go to the open space near the company."

"Come on, let's go!" Qian Meng finally saw the dawn of liberation, squatting down excitedly, "I'll change your old screen to black and white first, so as to match your tragic fate of being crushed."

Zhou Xiangwan: "..."

On the empty and secluded path, Qian Meng's black Hummer was on the other side, and Zhou Xiangwan's thin mechanical stand-in was on the other side, separated by more than [-] meters of concrete road.

Qian Meng was wearing a bluetooth headset, and while fastening his seat belt, he babbled, "Wow, it still hurts to think about it. You're doing it for fifty or sixty thousand!"

Zhou Xiangwan instructed: "When rushing over, you have to be fast, and knock me into the air, understand?"

Qian Meng seemed to suddenly think of something, bent down, and said, "Yes, don't worry! By the way, let me check the airbag, Zhou Shao, what's the name of the song Fast and Furious? See... What?"

"Hey," Zhou Xiangwan called out suddenly, "Qian Meng, I've been snatched away!!!"

"what?"

"Look ahead!"

Qian Meng raised his head suddenly, and through the front window, he could see a man in a black jumper in the dim sunlight ahead, holding the pole in the middle of the balancing car, running like a tiger with a strong wind under his feet, running towards the big plate Golden orange sunset.

"seeyouagain." Zhou Xiangwan said on the bluetooth, no obvious emotion could be heard, but to Qian Meng's ears, it seemed to be: seeyounever! (Goodbye to you!)