Feed the tiger with her

Playing until three o'clock in the afternoon, the wind started to blow. The climate on the plateau is like this. The temperature difference between day and night is huge. When I walked out of the park, my whole body was already chilled.

Tonight, they stayed at a B&B near the scenic spot, which was booked by Lu Yin's secretary. Naturally, they picked the best one, but the best one couldn't stand the limited conditions.

The handmade carpets hanging on the four walls in the room exude a musty smell.

Ever since Lu Yin came in, he had been standing on the ground, not even willing to sit down. Judging by his expression, he didn't want to touch the place in the slightest.

Jian Zhiyan: "Then what to do, it's already dark outside, it's not safe for us to drive back to the city now."

Lu Yin's reaction was a little cold. He pushed off his black leather gloves and glanced at his watch.

Jian Zhiyan was a little afraid that Lu Yin would really run away, so she quickly pulled his hand and said coquettishly: "I'm hungry, let's go downstairs to eat first, okay, didn't the proprietress say that we will eat roast yak meat tonight?"

"This stuff is not available in the United States, let me taste it first, and then you consider leaving, okay?"

It was he who proposed to stay for one night, this account, Lu Yin had to admit it.

He felt a little helpless, but he had no choice but to go downstairs with Jian Zhiyan who was in high spirits.

In the fire grate, the tumbling flames and the sizzling meat made Lu Yin have to temporarily accept the current simplicity.

In the narrow board room, there are tables of guests sitting on the ponytail, rubbing their hands, laughing and shouting, the firelight illuminates the young face, the unknown side of Jane Yan's personality On one side, slowly open.

After drinking a pot of kumiss, Jian Zhiyan followed the crowd and danced in circles in the room. Although everyone did not understand the language and ethnicity, the joy was the same. She learned ballet when she was young, and her dance steps followed the Tibetan man They danced together, and they didn't even feel that it violated harmony at all.

Leaving her troubles behind, Jian Zhiyan played recklessly, turning her head occasionally, waving her arms at Lu Yin, smiling so brightly that the dark-faced Lu Yin couldn't help but laugh.

Probably because the beauty is too dazzling, the owner of the hotel, a grandfather in his 50s, also came to invite Jian Zhiyan to dance. I don't know what they said, and they looked at Lu Yin together.

As if waiting for some kind of answer, Lu Yin nodded slightly, and the old man burst into enthusiastic applause.

"Great, he agreed! We can dance!" He praised again in broken Mandarin. "Your boyfriend, what a wonderful man! He is a generous and handsome lad!"

Jian Zhiyan explained, "He's not my boyfriend." But her voice was drowned out by joy.

Tonight, for Jian Zhiyan, it was the happiest time after returning to China. The gloomy past and her pale love were all slowly burning in this beating bonfire.

After many years, the only thing she remembered was Lu Yin's clear and warm gaze in the firelight.

Jian Zhiyan once imagined that if they could fall in love at that moment, wouldn't there be all kinds of things later.

It's a pity that there are not so many assumptions in the world, and there is no feast that never ends.

In the small dining room of the homestay, there were only ashes left in the fire, scarlet spots, in the silver and white, breathing in and out, making the last struggle.

After playing around all night, how to spend the night is always an unavoidable problem.

Going back to the city is unrealistic.

Sleeping in the guest room, Lu Yin disagreed.

Between the two, only Jian Zhiyan can come up with a solution - sleeping in the car.

After the carnival, Jian Zhiyan picked out a hygienic quilt and carried it into the car. Fortunately, the Land Rover has a relatively large space, so it should be acceptable for the two of them to huddle in the rear seat for one night.

The corners of Lu Yin's lips were stretched into a straight line, and he leaned against the corner of the seat to close his eyes. Jian Zhiyan took off her shoes, and sat on the other side with the quilt. She was kind enough to tuck a corner of the quilt for Lu Yin.

After drinking, the drowsiness came quickly, and Jian Zhiyan fell asleep quickly, but because the temperature in the car was too cold, she unconsciously stuffed her feet under Lu Yin's seat.

After coming and going, Lu Yin was kicked awake, took a deep breath, raised his hand to lift him up, then hugged him, and then wrapped them up with a quilt.

Jian Zhiyan woke up, thinking that the man had something to do, breathed out the smell of alcohol, and said aggrievedly.

"Don't do it tonight, it's so cold..."

Lu Yin held his breath all the time, all he could think about was pulling out the secretary who booked the room and beheading him. Now that he heard Jian Zhiyan say that, he just laughed angrily.

But he still wanted to tease her.

"Isn't the car exciting? The night before yesterday, you forgot, who kept calling you Brother Lu Yin?"

While speaking, Lu Yin gave her two ambiguous weights.

Jian Zhiyan hugged Lu Yin's shoulder tightly, and said solemnly, "Then I will also be called Brother Lu Yin now."

"Brother Lu Yin is an individual today, let Yan Yan go, okay?"

The light in the car comes from starlight, there is no moon tonight, Lu Yin's eyes are hidden in the darkness, there are only bits and pieces of light, clearly, he is looking at her, very seriously.

"What's wrong?" Jian Zhiyan couldn't stand the gaze.

Lu Yin sighed rarely, hugged him in his arms, and stopped moving his hands.

He dare not say that he fully understands Jian Zhiyan, but at least, through what happened tonight, he has made a new discovery, that is the sensitivity of the little girl.

For Lu Yin, this journey has always been very reluctant, until the time of accommodation, when his impatience was pushed to a climax, Jian Zhiyan keenly caught it, she tried to please him by accommodating and acting like a baby.

Just like now, Jian Zhiyan is leaning in his arms, always obedient and full of dependence, which is hard to see in the past.

Sometimes being well-behaved and restrained, and sometimes enthusiastic and unrestrained, Lu Yin couldn't figure out where the two faces of Jian Zhiyan came from.

In the end, the reason can only be attributed to the loss of their father when their brothers and sisters were teenagers, and Mrs. Jane's various inactions, which led to her and her brother being dependent on each other, and today's personality was brewed.

"Chat?" Lu Yin suddenly lost his sleepiness.

With such a temperature, it would be difficult to fall asleep if she wasn't extremely tired. Jian Zhiyan found a comfortable position and nestled herself up.

"Okay." She said, she took out a piece of chocolate from somewhere, broke off a piece, and brought it to Lu Yin's mouth.

"Do you eat?"

Lu Yin shook his head, "I don't like sweets."

Jian Zhiyan retracted, took a bite, put it in her mouth, and muttered, "What do you want to talk about?"

"Why did you choose to major in acting?" Lu Yin randomly picked up a topic.

"Well, how should I put it?" Jian Zhiyan thought for a while, "Life is like a road that cannot be turned back. After walking this way, one would wonder if the result would have been better if he had chosen that road... "

Lu Yin finished speaking for her, "So, you want to experience another possibility by acting out a virtual life?"

"almost."

Jian Zhiyan broke another piece, "When I was young, once, I secretly saw my mother singing an opera, and as she sang, she became emotional, crying and cursing, and I was stunned. "

"and after?"