quadruple sleep

Hang Si did it on purpose.

Ever since Da Yang was "demented" in front of Hang Si in the back alley, he has consciously nailed himself to the rack of shame. He would never step out of the door, even if his friends asked him to go out for dinner, he would feel uneasy. He kept yelling that there was a ghost in the back alley, and the ghost was haunting him.

Da Yang's parents are honest people. Seeing that Da Yang didn't go to the hospital to see a doctor, they were in a hurry and asked Hang Si for help. After all, Hang Si had a good reputation.Hang Si comforted Da Yang's mother, told her not to get angry, said that Da Yang was not a big problem, and promised to help.

So by sending blood-sucking flowers, Da Yang's "psychological" problem was solved incidentally.

It's not too far from the inn to Dayang's house, but it still takes three old streets. Considering Lu Nanshen's physical condition, Hang Si gave up the plan of walking and decided to ride the boss's scooter.Traveling through the streets and alleys is more convenient than driving, and saves energy.

"The main reason is to let you experience the customs of Chang'an." Hang Si said, and put the pink helmet worn by the proprietress on Lu Nanshen's head.

The scooter is really small, when Lu Nanshen stepped up, there was nowhere to put the one with the long arms and legs, and the support frame of the scooter was saved.

He stared at Hang Si's head, "Should we switch?"

Hang Si's is a blue helmet.

Hang Si looked at the little cutie in front of him and held back his laughter several times. "The boss lady loves this helmet of hers. Being able to wear it for you means that she likes you very much. You don't want to disappoint the people who like you, right?"

Nian Baixiao sneaked away drinking coffee in the small courtyard, feeling very comfortable to watch the situation with a smile, and to the point, "Pink is especially suitable for your weak image now."

Give him what he can.

Lu Nanshen fastened his helmet and said, "That word is weak."

When Nian Baixiao heard this, he reached out and scratched on the table for a long time, right?That word looks quite like winning.

While Nian Baixiao was studying the difference between winning and winning, Hang Si also put on his helmet and looked at the little space on the motorcycle... I don't know how small this motorcycle can be if it doesn't carry people.

I tried several times to suggest that it was impossible to walk there, but once I looked at Lu Nanshen's face, which was made whiter by the pink helmet... I thought about it and let it go. After all, he was still a wounded person.

Lu Nanshen had already sat back as much as possible, he looked down, raised his eyes and said softly, "Or I'll ride."

"No, no, no, it's okay, I'll ride." How could Hang Si let a wounded person ride?

The boss stuck his head out of the window and said with a smile, "Don't worry, don't look at me as a motorcycle kid. It's absolutely fine for two people to sit on it. It's safe."

It has nothing to do with how many people are sitting, it has to do with sitting in front of Lu Nanshen.

Nian Baixiao didn't bother with the difference between "win" and "win" anymore, anyway, he didn't figure it out anyway.Seeing this, he smiled and said to Hang Si, "Do you want to let him try? Maybe he won't win as much as you think...Weak?"

Lu Nan glanced at Nian Baixiao calmly, and when he raised his eyes to look at Hang Si, his eyes were soft, "Yes, my injury is almost healed, let me ride."

When Hang Si saw his gaze, which was as soft and warm as the morning light in the forest, his heart softened.He turned to look at Nian Baixiao, "Have you ever been stabbed? It's not a scratch."

Nian Baixiao shut up.

Hang Si got on the motorcycle, turned his face slightly and told Lu Nanshen, "Hold on to me."

Lu Nan gave a deep hum, and stretched his arms around her waist.

Uh……

The space is limited, so hugging the two of them is equivalent to sticking together, the light woody fragrance of the man's body and the cool medicine smell wrap her.

Nian Baixiao said lazily, "Master Lu, are you not good at Chinese? Holding tight and hugging tightly are two different concepts."

Lu Nanshen ignored him, lowered his head and said, "Do you mind? I'm afraid of getting dizzy while driving."

He sat in the back, quite a bit taller than Hang Si, and Hang Si's head was on his chest.Lu Nan bowed his head deeply and spoke, even though they were wearing helmets, the angle was damn ambiguous.Hang Si cleared his throat, "It's okay, let's hug, be safe."

When the motorcycle was riding out of the small courtyard, Nian Baixiao lazily said, "There is also a handrail behind the motorcycle."

Lu Nanshen turned to stare at him and replied with one word: Get lost.

After a while, the landlady came out of the kitchen with a basket of vegetables. She stretched her head and said, "Leaving?"

Nian Baixiao hummed, and got up to help pick up the baskets. The proprietress kept saying no, but she didn't push Nian Baixiao.After picking up the chair, he helped the proprietress choose dishes, and the proprietress asked him why he didn't go with him?

He imitated the proprietress's dignified choice of beans, he laughed, "A motorcycle can't fit three people."

The proprietress didn't think anything of it at first, she just said yes, that motorcycle is small.On second thought, I realized there was something in Nian Baixiao's words. When I looked up at him, he was also smiling.

He stopped what he was doing, and asked Nian Baixiao curiously, "Is it true that the two of them are on good terms?"

Nian Baixiao chose a bean so that the water is smooth and smooth, without any small stubble.He said, "I don't know."

"Meeting in life is fate. Fate can be deep or shallow. I have seen many such fates on the road. Some of them parted ways as soon as the journey was over, and some of them were really married for life." The proprietress smiled, Then pick the beans.

Nian Baixiao thought about what the proprietress said, "Fate on the road?"

"That's right." The proprietress raised her eyes and looked at him, "Even though my inn is small, I have hosted guests from all over the world. Most of them are backpackers, young men and women. There are quite a few people who have become friends here."

Nian Baixiao said oh.

"I think you have a really good personality as a young man, you are well-educated and handsome. Do you have a girlfriend?"

Nian Baixiao shook his head.

"Then do you like Miss Hang?" the landlady asked curiously.

"I like it." Nian Baixiao didn't even think about it.

The landlady looked at him in surprise, "Then have you confessed your love to her? Since you like her, why do you let your friend follow her? What if your friend also likes her..."

Nian Baixiao waved his hands and explained, "We are not talking about a kind of liking." He summed it up, "She is quite like a buddy, very nice, getting along with her is very easy, and there is no psychological burden."

"You can be buddies with such a pretty little girl?" The proprietress was ashamed, "Then what kind of girl are you interested in?"

Nian Baixiao thought for a while and said, "It doesn't matter whether she is pretty or not, Hang Si, I think she is the kind of girl who can have a boyfriend or not, but...she is too independent for men to control."

After hearing these words, the proprietress couldn't understand, "Why do you want to control it?"

Nian Baixiao was stunned.

Can't answer.

The proprietress sighed, "It's no wonder Miss Hang is willing to play with your friends. Look at your friend, how gentle and gentle you are when talking to Miss Hang."

Nian Baixiao curled his lips, gentle?gentleman?Heh, as expected, he is the only person in this world who can see through Lu Nanshen pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

In the end, the proprietress said, "You guys are all passers-by after all, so I don't know whether your fate is deep or shallow."

Nian Baixiao strengthened his hands slightly, and the beans in his hand snapped off in the middle, fresh and crisp.He didn't say a word, but he thought, yeah, this journey should be over, too.