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Li Yuan and Peng Xiaoman's travel plans for the year before were planned very quickly, without any details to ponder over and over again. The two tacitly decided that the destination of this trip only meets three points: cheap, few people, and not too far away. The bag can just go and go.Therefore, all kinds of scenic spots outside the province were simply ignored, and Peng Xiaoman drastically screened out the surrounding five-A's that did not deserve the name, searched Baidu, and settled on Qushan Town, a neighboring city that is less than two hours away by bus.

Li Yuan hadn't heard of this place much at all, so she had doubts about it, so she asked him, brother, are you sure the place you're looking for isn't some impoverished mountainous area without Internet access?

Tsk, it's terrible that you have no culture, Peng Xiaoman ridiculed, how about a triple-A scenic spot with stable people?

Qushan Town is not well-known, but it also has a bit of cultural heritage. It can be called Qushan Town or Qushan Temple.According to legend, thousands of years ago, at the end of Tang Dynasty, Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, Emperor Zhaozong of Tang granted a Quwang named Zhou, Quwang Qingzheng, who was loved by his people because he was "broad, elegant, benevolent and trustworthy, and good at winning people's hearts".He was buried here after his death, and it was named Qushan Town because the tomb was like a mountain.It's no wonder that Li Yuan is willing to attack the science brain of a week's history after taking the exam.

The day before the departure, during Lu Gao's winter vacation, when the final grades were issued, the old class rolled the grade book with his hands behind his back and entered the classroom door with wind and rain, which was another moment of life and death.But this year, the two of them are in a special situation when they study for the doll who loves to eat. Lu Qingyuan hurt his leg, and You Kaifeng failed the art test in other places. The old class was photographed back like a yawn, and he didn't have any eloquence. The place to display.

Li Yuan continued to dominate, while Su Qi was unexpectedly unaffected by the changes, and steadily rose from the top [-] in the grade to the top five.When it was sent to Peng Xiaoman, the old class pretended to be mysterious and didn't say a word. Peng Xiaoman pretended not to care too much about what he was doing. He opened it and looked at it carefully, and then he felt relieved—play steadily and improve in small steps.

The last page is the class teacher's comments. The old class's words are tight and clear, and the pen is elegant, but there are not many writings: the progress is obvious when the progress is inconsistent, and it makes me feel gratified and incredible just like Su Qi.I almost believe that you have found the concrete goal I once said. No matter what the shape or result is, I hope it can shine on you in the future and always guide you in the direction forward.In the last few months, I hope to see you who was transferred from the beginning, suddenly and fearlessly.

Peng Xiaoman felt very sour and moved, he couldn't help sticking out his tongue, and showed the comments to Li Yuan, saying that the old class had written me a piece of pain literature.Li Yuan said not to come, and advised him to be contented, and handed him his report card. Peng Xiaoman took it over, read it with both eyes, and barely laughed on the table, and wrote on the old class paper. : Steady, maintain, sprint for a different future.I only hope that in the new year, I can practice my handwriting well, at least I can recognize the interpretation of the interpretation.

In the evening, the year-end cleaning is in full swing, everyone can run away, Li Yuan is carrying a bucket in the bathroom, Peng Xiaoman is wringing a rag in the water, and the setting sun will cast an orange-red rectangle at the junction of the door and the corridor.Li Yuan passed Peng Xiaoman's cold hand, stood in the rectangle to stop him from kissing, and asked in a low voice with pleading and uncertainty, am I your target?

Peng Xiaoman laughed first, then pooh, you returned my You Lemei.

On the day of departure to Qushan Town, I caught the earliest bus at the bus terminal. It was a rare day when I went out to meet people without wearing a school uniform. Li Yuan played cool, wearing a lapel jacket with a half-collar shirt, hand-rubbed white jeans, and frosted Martin boots .On the other hand, Peng Xiaoman, a knee-length down jacket in black from head to toe, wraps it all together and takes off the schoolbag, it looks like a South Sea cucumber with soaked hair. Do you want to put it on?

The bus departs from Qingyi City, passing through the Ring Expressway on the Yanjiang Tourist Avenue, heading south, and exiting from the Qushan Exit, parallel to the Ring Expressway is the New Qingnan Highway, crossing the road, and walking for a while, it is near the lake.The weather of rain and snow is on the verge of, and the sky in the Wunan River area is not very good. The sky is cloudy and smoky, and the color of lead is sparse.

It was still dark when we set off, and Peng Xiaoman chose a seat by the window as soon as he bought his ticket and got on the bus. He put on his hat and tilted his head to catch up on sleep. Luli's scene, and the beauty of the ever-on and off lights reflected on the eyelids, I felt a kind of magical illusion.The road from wide to narrow, the figure divided into two, and the irregular ripples are interpreted in Peng Xiaoman's trembling eyelids.He was awakened by Li Yuan's light poke.

Peng Xiaoman opened his eyes, his first reaction was to touch the corner of his mouth, no water dripping, then he turned his eyelids and glared at Li Yuan.At this time, as long as it is not an earthquake and fire, it is impossible to run for your life, and wake people up, it is called ancestors.Li Yuan brushed away a lock of hair that was stuck to his face, pointed out the window, and motioned him to look.Peng Xiaoman took off his hat and looked in the direction of Li Yuan's fingertips.

At dawn, it was still gray. Outside Qushan Town, there was a piece of wetland that no one could name except the locals.On the embankment, green reeds and grass grow together, and under the embankment, the lake and sky blend together, and gulls and birds fly.Extending into the water in the distance is a small earth-stone pier with floating fishing boats parked.Looking at the lake and listening to the waves, there are already pedestrians walking against the wind along the shore, shrinking into swaying stars and ink spots.

Naturally, there will be an inexplicable soothing power, and I don't even know where I am hurting, but at a glance, I feel that I am being gently comforted by something.Li Yuan stretched out his hand to hold him, and Peng Xiaoman clenched him tightly, looking at the undetectable tiny waves on the lake.

Without following the small group, Peng Xiaoman looked at a homestay called "Fisherman's Wharf" on Ctrip. Adhering to the principle of "saving what you can save, you will be as miserable as I am", and booked a standard room without breakfast.The B&B is located in the residential area next to Qushan Old Street. The building is gray and white. It is close to the hilly dry land at the foot of the mountain in the north. The water mist is thick, mixed with the mild smell of detergent and steamed fish and duck.The main entrance of the B&B is hidden in a dark alley less than nine feet wide, with two carved wooden doors adhering to the crimson door god.Push it in, and the wind chimes are ringing, accompanied by Wan Xiaoli's folk songs, as expected, Wenqing's standard equipment.

Peng Xiaoman felt that the owner of the homestay was very familiar. He felt that in the promotional video about Lijiang, Yunnan, all the homestay owners looked like him.Both sides of the hair are shaved and braided, a totem tattooed on the upper arm, sandalwood beads, a black-framed mirror, and a short, fat man with big eyes. He plays with MacBook behind the counter all day long.After confirming the order and asking for an ID card, the boss handed over the key card and directed the upstairs to turn left. Peng Xiaoman couldn't help asking: "Boss, may I ask... did you resign from the city and come to open a homestay?"

"Hey?" The boss was taken aback, "How do you know?"

Peng Xiaoman was overjoyed, waved his hand and said nothing, followed Li Yuan up the stairs with his schoolbag in his arms.

The entire homestay is almost made of wood, with a restrained dark brown color. When you go up to the second floor, the floor is hollow, giving you the illusion of a dangerous height.The standard room has an antique design, low ceiling, two beds, beige cotton and linen sheets and bedding, a book of local promotional materials on the pillow, and burning incense that cannot be named.Li Yuan put down her schoolbag and went to open the window. After setting up the wooden supports, she was pleasantly surprised to find that the room faced south, facing the water, and had a panoramic view of the smoky lake and embankment.

Peng Xiaoman straightened his back into the mattress, picked up the material and turned it over, looked at it for a while, then raised his foot and kicked Li Yuan's butt: "Young man."

Li Yuan grabbed his ankle with her backhand, "Don't move your feet if you have something to say."

"Nothing to say, turn around, I want to hug you for a while." Peng Xiaoman pulled his ankle away.

Li Yuan turned around without thinking, took off her shoes, lay down with her clothes on, and lay face to face with him, reaching out to hug him.Leaving the familiar environment and being in a completely unfamiliar place, the dust and air are unfamiliar, and it is easy for people to give birth to peaceful slack in a slightly uneasy daze, what do you want, don't tell me these things just now , Let me think about it later.Parents, relatives and friends of the college entrance examination papers, cover them with a piece of cloth, just want to have a good time and chat about love.

"It's super quiet." Peng Xiaoman pinched his ribs and counted the number of them in a serious manner.

It's not that Li Yuan is sensitive, he endured the awkwardness and let Peng Xiaoman press blindly on his chest. Feeling that the other party was done, he lowered his head and asked, "Doctor Peng, how many do you have?"

Peng Xiaoman closed his eyes, "Don't ask, Dr. Peng miscalculated."

"Stupid." Li Yuan hugged him tightly and smiled, putting her chin on the top of his head, "24."

He said that taking a nap was to give them both a face, but in fact, he fell asleep unknowingly, and when it was almost twelve o'clock, Li Yuan woke up with the buzzing of the phone's alarm under his pillow.Dizzy from sleep, Peng Xiaoman went to the toilet on fox trot, splashed water on his face, washed half of it, poked his head out to see Li Yuan put on clothes full of desire to survive, laughed, and asked, "Hey, can you tell me why?" Why do you want to set an alarm for 25:[-]?"

"Guess." Li Yuan tore off the hem of her clothes to cover two spots.

Peng Xiaoman wiped off the water from his face, raised his chin and pretended to be sideways, "I'll give you three seconds."

"Threat me?" Li Yuan squinted her eyes, it was hard to distinguish loyalty from traitor, and she was even more tyrannical than him.

"Hurry up~" He held the door and raised his leg, bit his lower lip to pretend to be coquettish, and blew a kiss, flirting without the slightest bit of defense.

"I'm stupid." Li Yuan was attacked by a wave of magic, and knelt down while clutching her chest, wishing she could add another woolen sweater, "Because as long as it vibrates every day, I know I should pack my books. Ready to sprint to the cafeteria. Understand?"

The seriousness of what he said made Peng Xiaoman very happy.

As the old saying goes, relying on the mountains to eat mountains depends on the water to drink water, but Qushan Town is wonderful in the north mountains and south waters, with everything.From the formation to the rise of Qushan Old Street, in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, due to flooding into the Wunan River, the exchange of materials expanded and the logistics industry rose.Due to economic development and geographical constraints, Qushan Town after the founding of the People's Republic of China was little known, but because of this, Qushan Town, like Qingyi, did not force itself to catch up with the development of the times, but followed its own rules and regulations. rhythm, move forward slowly.

The climate is humid and cool, and the all-color cobblestone road paved in Qushan Old Street is inevitably a bit slick. If it is not stable, my skateboard shoes will be lost.Both sides of the old street are also lined with green eaves and black tiles, shops in the front and squares in the back, wet rubber boots and coir raincoats hung on the doors.It's not the peak season for tourists, so the pedestrians are sparse, and most of them are old people sitting in wicker chairs in twos and threes at the door, with a yellow dog lying idle at their feet, talking about needles, threads, brains, pots and pans, and glancing at passers-by.

When a person reaches his age, it is really just a fleeting moment and everything is empty, nothing is worth jumping around, even those old people, they all saw it for real, just now the two boys were holding hands in the past.

Li Yuan yelled that she was hungry, called the pot of the alarm bell, and could not help but run to the cafeteria due to her physiological reaction.After some deliberation, the two poor ghosts chose an antique restaurant with a less expensive exterior decoration.Half of the refurbished horse head wall encloses a small vestibule, and a small black plaque is hung on the door, which reads "Pipa Mountain Villa".The name is not arty, it is because there is a huge loquat tree in the courtyard, which is even better than the school treasure in Lugao. .

Someone came in, wearing hemp shoes with protective sleeves, and the boss in a double-breasted cloth jacket greeted him in the local dialect. Peng Xiaoman replied with a bewildered expression, and then he smiled and changed his mouth into fluent Mandarin: "Pipa Villa in Qushan Ancient Town, outside There are green mountains and green waters, and there are heated private rooms. They sell local specialties and humanistic feelings. They are delicious and inexpensive. They mainly focus on fish and shrimp, which are lively and fresh. Braised stew soup is fine, the two of you come in and have a look?"

A whole set of words came out as soon as he opened his mouth, without any stumbling, and the fluent utterance made people wonder whether the boss's ancestors were from Tianjin Weilian Allegro.

The menu in the house is quite interesting, it is not the usual book, but written on thin bamboo slices, tied with red silk and hung all over the room. The business is not bad, and there are three or four tables eating steaming , Peng Xiaoman and Li Yuan had to walk sideways from beginning to end to order dishes.Take a look, the rice noodles, meat, mixed pot, salty fish and Qushan stir fry are written as signboards and circled.

"Fish or meat?" Peng Xiaoman squeezed his chin: "More than 30 for meat and more than 40 for fish."

Li Yuan stood behind him and laughed straight: "Is it necessary to - accountant Peng so carefully?"

"It took me a long time to change two professions for me." Peng Xiaoman slapped his elbow, "It's just like what you said, when I go back this trip until my grandma comes back, I will probably live on instant noodles. "

"Since you've already burst into tears, let's just break the can and smash it to the end."

"What do you mean?"

"Exactly." Li Yuan wasn't greedy, but really hungry, he said seriously, "Order all."

Under the loquat tree in the vestibule, the boss built a small bluestone pool of five or six square meters. Arm-length dredges.Every customer in this shop has to go to the vestibule to fish for himself, the size is random, the price is calculated according to the variety plus the manual fee, and the proprietress will show you on the spot.

Peng Xiaoman is a master who can't even tell the difference between catfish and crucian carp. It's no wonder that he can catch them. Li Yuan went on top, bent over to copy the net, and pretended to say "Stand down, useless things", followed the gestures of the fat proprietress, and stood still By the pool.

"Come on, young man! You two have to catch catfish and crucian carp when you order miscellaneous fish pot." The proprietress grabbed Li Yuan's arm, shook it, squinted her eyes and pointed to the pool, "See? There is a mouth between the rocks The one with two whiskers on one side is a catfish, and it’s heavy, just right for the two of you to eat, just catch it if you’re sure about it!”

Li Yuan is born to pretend to be a fake, can she be afraid?I thought in my heart that with such a small pool and such a big net, can I still catch a stupid fish?However, the arrogant soldiers were bound to be defeated, Li Yuan's confident first strike was missed, and the fish disappeared as soon as it swung its tail.

"Oops! I'm sorry!" The proprietress slapped her leg angrily, as if her posture was elegant for a three-pointer, but the ball hit the backboard, and he instructed again: "My boy, let me tell you, the fish in Qushan are very smart, and they are smarter than humans." Fine, it’s really hard to fish, you have to be quiet and steady before fishing! You have to be precise and ruthless when fishing!”

The proprietress' sonorous and forceful four-character motto was accompanied by a single bet, which made Peng Xiaoman squat aside and laugh out loud, making him even more convinced that the couple had practiced allegro.Li Yuan turned her head in a serious manner, put her index finger to her mouth and silenced her voice, signaling not to scare the fish.Peng Xiaoman stuck out his tongue to make a face, pulled his two fingers horizontally around his mouth, and stopped speaking.

Hold your breath for the second blow, according to the proprietress's instructions, stabilize the chassis, look down at the stupid fish with its head out to peck at the pistil, chop a swimming dragon into the sea, swing the net into the water and use force to draw an arc, the scoop is fierce, the net comes out of the water, the fish No, I stirred up some old mud and a few live loaches.

Even more strenuous than watching a national football game, the proprietress slapped Li Yuan's ass very familiarly, "You can't do it, young man!"

The fishing net in Li Yuan's hand fell immediately, and she quickly said "Fuck", and jumped forward in shock.

Peng Xiaoman pursed his lips, not knowing why he made the sound, he just lowered his head and held back his laughter and let out a donkey bray.

Again and again, Li Yuan was very dissatisfied, thinking that my 1.8-meter class grass, which can be caught by the second thief in the long-distance running of the five-kill class, has suffered a tragic defeat in Waterloo in this small town today?Dissatisfied, very dissatisfied.Li Yuan took off her coat and threw it to Peng Xiaoman, twisted her hands and ankles, turned her neck, and the net turned a useless flower between her wrists, preparing for the third shot.

"Look for it."

"Ah."

"Don't be too aggressive, won't the fish react as soon as you plunge into it?"

"Ah."

"Don't scoop it up as soon as it comes up, put it under the belly of the fish and lurk for a while, before you realize it, you catch the net again."

"Ah."

"Okay, let's fish, I'll tell you again that you can go to sea in a boat."

Folded two sweater sleeves, followed step by step the proprietress said, stabilize the chassis, lower your waist, hold your breath, squint your eyes to lock on the dumb fish, drag the net slowly like water, and gently swim to get closer to the target, hold still, yes , lurking, lying down for a while, watching the fish pecking happily with one stamen and two stamens, the right time and place, ready to set up the net, Li Yuan raised her eyebrows, leaned slightly, parted the flowers and brushed the willows, and raised her hand to strike a monkey Fishing for the moon, at least it was caught by the stupid fish.Li Yuan's wrist sank, she was so beautiful that she barely opened her mouth and just said, "Beautiful!"

"Hey!" The proprietress stretched out her hand to connect to the net, and yelled twice.

Li Yuan didn't expect that the dumb fish was determined to resist, and with a jump, it jumped halfway through the net.Li Yuan stretched forward the net as if catching a badminton, and watched the bear who had escaped death slapped back into the pool again. The posture was extremely beautiful, but the water spray was a bit ugly, and Li Yuan couldn't keep up , was still splashed in the face.

Peng Xiaoman didn't want to bear it at all, he opened his mouth and jumped out in a series of hahaha, which lasted so long that his stomach hurt from laughing.Li Yuan admitted that she had nothing to love, wiped off the cold pool water beads on her face, turned her head and asked the proprietress: "Is the chicken blood you feed the fish?"

The proprietress shook her head and smacked her lips, and pulled the net in Li Yuan's hand, "Where is it? Get it for you!"

If you don't brag, you won't be black, the proprietress bowed her waist, and the fish just didn't run away.There was a quick set of movements, just listening to the sound of splashing water, and when Li Yuan raised her eyes, the fish just lay down in the net without moving.The proprietress tied her net and raised her chin: "Did you see it, young man? It's very simple."

"Damn." He slapped his face.

Peng Xiaoman was already on the ground with one hand, unable to laugh anymore.

Standing under the loquat tree and looking up, I don't know which youth romance has inherited the sadness of spring and autumn. Suddenly Peng Xiaoman was very emotional and didn't say anything; Li Yuan was also very emotional and didn't say anything.

"I really want to see you climb the tree again." Li Yuan said.

"Get out." Peng Xiaoman patted his butt, "I really want to see you catch fish again."

"Forget thank you."

"No, it's too exciting. I have already backed up several sets."

"Hiss—" I'm short of pumping, right?

Peng Xiaoman yelled, "What's wrong?"

"How can you laugh like a donkey?"

"Does it sound good?"

"Special loss of points, special disillusionment."

Peng Xiaoman pretended to be frustrated, waved his hand at Li Yuan, and sighed: "Okay, okay, disillusionment, let's break up, let's not get in trouble."

Li Yuan still made him laugh, looked around to make sure no one was there, turned his face, and kissed him hard.

The people in Qushan Town didn't know what kind of work and rest, after twelve o'clock, the deserted shop gradually became more popular.For example, a tofu grinder opposite Loquat Villa just opened. The boss is also wearing a thin bunt in this weather, with a slightly crooked back. On one side of the carved wooden window, one can clearly see a huge stone mill inside.Peng Xiaoman ordered a cup of Qushanyuan ground soy bean milk for the two gangsters. It was unfiltered and sugar-free. It was very healthy, but after taking a sip, it hurt Li Yuan's throat, and the rest made Li Yuan feel bored.

There is a dense bamboo forest on the mountainside of Qu, and Qu Mangosteen is also well-known far and wide. It is split into bundles, and the edges and corners are carefully polished. The bundles are woven between the knees, and then smoked with sulfur to prevent moths.The specifications and varieties of the bamboo wares are different, big enough for people in Qushan town to place bamboo armchairs in the center of the hall, small upside-down dried fish dried shrimp skins, and round bamboo sieves the size of Li Yuan's palm.The grandpa weaving bamboo wares at the door is pedantic, has a gold-rimmed mirror, can chatter, and works non-stop. He and Li Yuan and Peng Xiaoman spent half an hour on the history of bamboo wares in Qushan.Li Yuan was so embarrassed that she didn't buy it in the end, so she paid for a cricket cage the size of a Rubik's cube, which was exquisite and expensive, and gave it to Peng Xiaoman in pain.

Walking along the winding lanes, you can also see barbers who wear white coats to boil water and shave people, and have to sharpen their knives on the nylon belt behind the chair several times.The business in the store is good, there are too many old men, those with small rolls, those who are baked with oil under the cover, and those who just don't care about one, grab the gourd seeds and come to chat with each other, the small hall is full.Peng Xiaoman couldn't help but wanted to go in and push his head, but was stopped by Li Yuan, saying, it's not because he doesn't trust the master's skills, but because he is afraid that you will hold the old man's retro hair style.

Besides, what is worth seeing is the folk culture museum at the end of the alley, with three entrances, three compartments and two courtyards, the standard ancient folk houses in Qushan.Entering the museum, the courtyard is exquisite, with a square patio, revealing the sky light in a regular shape. There are small circular bluestone troughs under the corners of the cornices.The museum is empty and quiet, and there is a slight echo when walking. There are four exhibition halls for utensils, stone tools, farm tools, and craftsmen.Inside there was a wing room with a closed door, Li Yuan poked her head through the window and saw that there were all ancient portraits inside, one was so scared that she almost vomited her lunch.

The drainage system is well-developed, many small canals have been dug, and a bridge made of stone slabs. They also have names and surnames. Everyone sounds like a lady of every family, either Jinque, Moon-watching, Fusang or Lingquan, witty and full of wit speculative.There are private houses beside the bridge, sparsely arranged, with exquisite eaves, Peng Xiaoman caught sight of an old lady in front of a door.

The old man is thin, afraid of the cold, yellow and green, thin and thick, wearing three layers of inner and outer layers, and sits on a bench with his waist hunched, making him even more bloated.The old lady's white hair was combed meticulously, her legs were crossed, and she was flipping through a thick book in her hand.The book is not new, the paper is thin and translucent, yellowed and slightly wrinkled around; the characters are even smaller, the old lady compares them with her fingers, and it is difficult to read.

When I saw it, there was a rare sunlight, which slanted down and touched the ground, diffused, and covered the old lady's white-soled and black-faced old cloth shoes.With just one glance, it was as if he had been purified, and his heart was indescribably clear.

Peng Xiaoman took a photo with no awareness of portrait rights, and wanted to post it on Moments. He spent a long time pondering over the words, whether he had a clear understanding of all kinds of life, or a wise man who enjoys water. In two words, elegant.

Peng Xiaoman suddenly felt sad again. He felt that if Ge Xiuyin was still there, and Xu Ran would go away in a few decades, he might be like the old lady.

It was almost evening when I strolled around, only to find that there is an old ancestral hall behind the houses, and the Qushan Town Primary School is on the north side of the ancestral hall.The winter vacation of this elementary school was later than that of Lugao, and people who came wandering to the door just caught up with the students ringing the bell after class, and those who rushed out of the school in twos and threes were all 90-year-old carrot heads.There is no one who does not buy snacks at the entrance of the primary school. The ancestral hall has been converted into a canteen, with paper and pen exercise books, flower pieces, pinball chicken feather shuttlecocks, and a two-pack of spicy noodles.There are also two stalls under the eaves of the ancestral hall, one selling sugar paintings and the other selling squid on iron plates.

Normally, with all my brains stuck in the test paper, I don’t even think about these three non-food items, but I can’t do it when I see them, itchy and nostalgic, Li Yuan and Peng Xiaoman looked at each other tacitly, and went straight to Tangtang. Run up the painting booth.It costs six yuan to choose a style, and it costs five yuan to turn the dial, pointing at what to draw.The two of them stretched out their hands to guess treasure guessing, and they won two out of three games. Li Yuan nodded her back, obediently paid out ten yuan, turned two rounds, and got a butterfly and a mouse in exchange.

Li Yuan and Peng Xiaoman swaggered into the elementary school, and the security guards didn't stop him, much more discerning than Hu Bayi.The playground seems to be paved soon, the red plastic track is extremely bright red, exuding a faint plastic smell.Leaning on the horizontal bar, with their backs resting on a line of green hills, the two of them watched the boys take off their winter coats and flick them on the grass, clacking and playing basketball under the faint reddish sky.

Almost a painting.

"I want butterflies." Peng Xiaoman refused to let him go, and pointed.

"I owe you?" Li Yuan glanced at him, raising the butterfly with her left hand, "Guess if you have the ability."

"I won't guess with you." Peng Xiaoman refused, "I think I've gambled away my luck just now, and guessing that I'm sure to lose, I don't guess."

"That won't work, thanks to me." Li Yuan raised her eyebrows.

Peng Xiaoman wrinkled his nose, "It's like picking Xixi."

Li Yuan smiled, "At least I can say a good word, right?"

Peng Xiaoman opened his mouth and said, "Li Yuan, you are so handsome."

"Can you be more insincere?" Li Yuan continued to tease.

"My God, Li Yuan, you are invincible in the universe, and you exploded in a thunderbolt maneuver."

"Don't be limited to being handsome, I know I don't need you to keep reminding me." Li Yuan stretched her arms around his neck, hooked her shoulders and said, "Why don't you confess, I'll give you both if you feel good."

"I like you." Still feeling that it wasn't sincere enough, Peng Xiaoman even expressed his heart.

"Excellent." Li Yuan lowered her head, covering the sky in front of Peng Xiaoman, "I like you too."

Back at the homestay at night, when Li Yuan took out a box case from her bag and threw it on the TV cabinet, Peng Xiaoman choked on the free homemade sweet wine made by Boss Wenqing, and two small Lantern Festivals spewed out from his mouth and bounced far away.Li Yuan went over to help him pat his back, dumbfounded. Peng Xiaomanduan was a girl from a good family who strayed into the brothel, put down the plastic bowl and hid to the side, saying: "Get out of the way, the green mountains and green waters go out with a cover. Dirty or not?"

"Hiss." Li Yuan frowned, and found that this kid had been so smooth-talking lately, that she was almost out of control, so she pressed his shoulders and pushed him onto the bed, bending her knees to push him up, "What's wrong with the green mountains and green waters? Even Tao Yuanming has to masturbate, right?"

"Insulting the sages and full of obscenity, you are useless." Peng Xiaoman's standard mouth was upright, and he fell down as soon as Li Yuan pushed him down. He looked up at him and smiled: "Zhou Yumei heard this, and the 40-meter machete will be destroyed." Launched."

"I'll tell you the truth, what doesn't she like?" Li Yuan naturally took the opportunity to reach out and pull the zipper of his cotton jacket, leaned over, put the tip of her nose into his neck and touched it lightly, her lips lingered around his Adam's apple, Li Yuan Yuan touched the hem of his sweater and rubbed it, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to turn up the air conditioner?"

"That's not the point." Peng Xiaoman felt that he was about to get aroused, so he quickly pushed Li Yuan's balls with his leg, and pushed him up: "The point is that you go and lock the door first."

The soundproofing of the B&B is not strong. In the room, you can still hear the front desk on the first floor. The boss is playing Zhang Aohan's "He and She".

Li Yuan turned off half of the overhead lights, tightened the curtains, adjusted the temperature to 24, hugged Peng Xiaoman tightly in his arms and kissed vigorously, stirring deeply, changing the angle.The mouth is flirtatious, the face is provocative, the neck is particularly different, ambiguous and sensational, and it is just a word when licked.Peng Xiaoman's shoulder blades are still protruding like a pair of contracted and degenerated wings, which are flexible and soft when pressed. Li Yuan's tongue is pressed against his Adam's apple, flowing like soft water, passing over the collarbone, blue and white chest, and the row of jumping tattoos on the muzzle. , tightly holding the red spot in the middle.

Others don't know, but Peng Xiaoman knows that when Li Yuan went to bed with him, she has changed from relying on imagination and instinct to restrain her innocence, to become more comfortable, more familiar, and even learn some greasy tricks without a teacher.Peng Xiaoman lowered his head for a moment, seeing Li Yuan buried his head in front of his chest, flustered, the sense of shame went away and returned, and he couldn't tell what he was feeling.He couldn't stand the dirty trick he learned from some calcium tablet, and his scalp felt numb after being sucked by him. He wanted to push or not, so he uncontrollably pulled Li Yuan's hair again, thinking sincerely. Let Li Yuan not arrive and become the abbot.

Li Yuan switched to the other hand, grabbed Peng Xiaoman's restless right hand, and led it between her legs.B&Bs are no better than your own home. You can change the sheets as soon as they get dirty, and you can just throw the washing machine behind your back. It’s shameful not to dare to ejaculate, so the two of them put on the covers early on.Li Yuan asked Peng Xiaoman to hold her through the cover, and live side by side with his, like clinking glasses on a wine table.

Li Yuan pressed back to Peng Xiaoman's mouth and pecked left and right, moved her waist to tease his brother, breathed heavily and reminded: "Let's do it together."

"You are really...all kinds of coquettish now." Peng Xiaoman was so happy, he raised his buttocks and moved his waist to respond, scraped the top with his new thumbnail, and slid the two rubber tubes of warming cylinder, but couldn't bear it. Live while gasping and laughing: "I admit it in the third year of high school, you are too... hard enough..."

"...I'm still old." Li Yuan supported the sides of his head with her hands, and licked the tip of his nose.

"Then I'll let you shoot first, huh." With a dissatisfied mentality, although it is logical that he was stabbed, but the boy is unavoidable, Peng Xiaoman redoubled his efforts to pinch his one, from the beginning to the end, twisting Rubbing, pulling, kneading, squeezing, and squeezing, he is very focused. The master chef who is in charge of the white case may have such a mixed technique when making a fancy pastry.With a pampered attitude, Li Yuan focused on kissing Peng Xiaoman again, giving him passion and warmth.

It's a lake, not a sea, so Qushan's fishing boats never come out at night, and the sound of water being stirred can be heard through the prism windows, which are probably water birds looking for food.The sparkling water was folded back and forth on the eaves several times, and it was so quiet and beautiful that the bare-backed couple in the sage mode went from blank to filled with the gentleness of the occasion without warning.Peng Xiaoman faced the smallpox, tearing down his temples and onto the pillow, he wiped one clean, and soon another.

Li Yuan was lying on her side, with one hand under her head, looking at him, touching his tears with the other knuckle.

"Take a piece of paper for me, please." Peng Xiaoman sniffed and wiped it with his hand.

Li Yuan turned over and took out the paper on the bedside table, folded it twice, wiped his temples first, and then handed it to him to blow his nose.

Even in times like this in the future, Li Yuan would never say words of comfort and comfort, her gaze was more than words, and her overwhelming narration was always replaced by silence.Li Yuan claims to have lost something important, so she understands that sadness is an objective existence, and she does not reduce her power through relief. Compassion is not as good as empathy. To put it bluntly, it is better to give a hug afterward.This is Li Yuan's inhuman maturity.

"It's really crying, but I still don't accept it." I laughed halfway through blowing, and kicked the quilt under my feet, "Don't think I'm mourning."

"Don't be biased." Li Yuan closed her eyes to get sleepy, put her arm on his belly, scratched it, and said, "Without you, I would only be more depressed than you."

In other words, it's good to know you, it's good to like you.It's the subtlety and hazyness of a boy's first love, just like the moonlight here.