Gu Pan Sheng Zi

Chapter 40N.49
Although it is said that Fengcheng is too lazy to talk, but because of his too vigorous and dazzling figure on the sports field, he still attracts many girls to follow him.It's a pity that everyone inevitably came with a girly pink heart, and left with a broken heart that was still bleeding black pus. Before leaving, they still didn't forget to curse and seal the city a few times, just because he was too much It's annoying.

At that time, Cao Yuxin and I generally believed that the crime of killing was too serious.The girls who fell under Ye Liulian's grass skirts were in groups, but Fengcheng was still a coquettish but flirtatious master, plus the sunny Jianhan.The flowers bloomed too brightly.We deeply felt that the little paper figurines based on the two of us were widely circulated in private, and in line with our Chinese traditional customs, they sold well around Qingming.

Ye Murong slapped Feng Cheng again, "I heard that your kid was finally captured?"

Feng Cheng turned his head and thought for a while, "Oh."

"Male and female?"

I looked at Ye Murong slowly, a drop of sweat dripped from my heart.Isn't this looking for a beating?
Fortunately, Fengcheng might be too lazy to beat him up, so he thought for a while and said, "Female."

"Which girl is so..." I wanted to say whose girl was so unlucky, but Ye Murong suddenly pinched me, "So powerful?"

"School girl."

The gossip has already reached its limit. If you ask any more questions, Fengcheng probably feels that there are too many words to answer, so he uses "um" and "oh" instead.

In the evening, the smear of orange red on the sky faded, and the curtain of the dark sky opened.At the beginning of the Chinese lanterns, colorful colors adorn the night.The nights in Tokyo have always been lively and noisy. During the day, the body wrapped in neat business attire began to vent without scruples under the cover of the night.Driving all the way from the airport to the urban area, the low-rise single-family houses with blue brick walls are gradually replaced by high-rise buildings with large glass curtain walls.The colors of the lights are also more diverse. Huge colorful advertising signs abound, and the shining neon lights and various colored lights are as dazzling as flower decorations.

This is, Tokyo.This modern city with the largest population density in the world is full of signs of congestion everywhere, but it is only orderly, with a life trajectory that can be called Tokyo's characteristics, going on day by day, year by year.Orderly, serious and even rigid during the day, alcoholic, noisy and even indulgent at night.I often wonder why people in Tokyo have such two completely different types of facial makeup?
When I drove to the urban area, it happened to be the rush hour for commuting. The car stopped and moved slowly.

I missed the meal time on the plane because I was sleeping, got off the plane and boarded the car again, and ate two pieces of chocolate given by Ye Murong, I was thirsty.

As early as half an hour ago, I took a good look at the car in Fengcheng. It fits the lazy style. Apart from the parts of the car itself, there are two extra cushions on the back seat, and there is nothing else.

Ye Murong stepped forward, "Hey buddy, do you have anything to drink in the car?"

"No."

"You can find a place to stop at the intersection ahead."

"Nowhere."

"Stop that too!"

"Oh."

The car stopped, and Ye Murong got out of the car and walked quickly to the convenience store not far away.After a while, he came out with a bag.

Feng Cheng said: "Ah Zi, this kid has always been nice to you."

I am so moved.Because Fengcheng actually took the initiative to say a long sentence to me.This kind of surprise and surprise made me ignore the meaning of his words.

Ye Murong is dressed casually, wearing a dark green padded jacket, which has lost the businessman's atmosphere of a suit and leather shoes. With a handsome face and a tall figure, he looks like a male protagonist who came out of a comic.He got into the car and handed me a bottle of hot afternoon tea and a tuna sandwich.Then he tore open a sandwich and ate it.

Holding the afternoon black tea and sandwiches in my hand, I suddenly felt that time seemed to be playing a joke on me. The four years of time I thought were in a hurry were not true. The person next to me seemed to have never been separated, so that my preference for eating and drinking was so small. , he clearly remembered.

Seeing that I didn't eat, Ye Murong paused and asked, "What, your taste has changed?"

I shook my head, tore open the package, and took a big bite.

Time is still passing by.Change doesn't have to be outright, there's always something that hasn't changed in eternal change.For example, the laziness of closing the city has not changed for many years.For example, the brotherhood between their men does not require too many words, and most of them communicate in silence.

And the friendship between Ye Murong and Fengcheng has reached the point where there is no need for politeness.I saw that he only bought two bottles of water, and had driven in Fengcheng for nearly two hours without drinking a sip of water, so I asked, "Why didn't you buy Fengcheng a bottle of water?"

"He's too lazy to drink."

Feng Cheng turned around and slapped Ye Murong, took the water from his hand, and drank it in big gulps.He still didn't forget to throw Ye Murong a provocative look.

Ye Murong immediately jumped up to snatch the bottle, Fengcheng had some scruples about driving, probably because he was too lazy to fight for it, the bottle quickly returned to Ye Murong's hands.They are all people who are about to turn [-], and they are smiling happily like children who have snatched candy.

Many years ago, on those sunny afternoons, on the basketball court, those three outstanding boys also fought for a bottle of water, sweating recklessly.Then they lay on the ground together on their backs, stretched out in all directions.

After driving for about half an hour, I finally arrived at the hotel. After checking in, I just wanted to throw myself into the bathtub and take a hot bath.

Ye Murong said, "Have a meal with Fengcheng?"

I shook my head, "You two go, I want to take a break."

"Okay. If you're hungry, call for dinner."

Feng Cheng hugged Ye Murong's shoulders, and said while leading him away: "Go! You are too wordy, like a bitch."

(End of this chapter)