Yan QingChi and Jiang MoChen just left everyone's sight. It was getting late, and they didn't plan to go too far, so they walked along the mountain road.
Yan QingChi held a flashlight shining the ground, and asked Jiang MoChen as he walked, "You said, are there any animals in this mountain?"
"You can say something good," Jiang MoChen thinks he is really bold. "If we meet a small one, we can add a meal. If we meet a big one, we just add It's dinner."
Yan QingChi smiled and said, "Don't worry, the program group has stepped on this kind of program in advance. They are measured. If the artist really has something to do on the program, then the program will be completely cold."
"We are not the same," Jiang MoChen said, "We are the ones who do it by ourselves. The director has said that it is best not to leave, and we still want to leave. If something happens, it will be our own work too much. group."
"Then you have to come out with me?" Yan QingChi looked at him.
Jiang MoChen stretched out his hand and held his hand, "Didn't that want to live a two-person world with you."
Yan QingChi looked down at the hand held by him, then looked up at him.
Jiang MoChen looked calm, as if it was not himself who was secretly holding his hand, "Let's go, you don't want to look around." He took Yan QingChi and walked forward.
Yan QingChi thought it was a little funny, "We are like this now, it's almost like a student who has a puberty love problem secretly drilling the grove when we were in school, holding a hand and avoiding the teacher."
"That's you, I don't have a puberty love, let alone go through the grove with anyone."
"Neither do I." Yan QingChi argued for himself.
"Isn't Li Xinran?" Jiang MoChen asked him.
Of course not, Li Xinran. He is not the original owner. Besides, the original owner and Li Xinran only met after graduating from university.
"No, I didn't know him when I was in school."
"That's pretty much the same." Jiang MoChen was satisfied.
Yan QingChi listened to his complacent tone, and felt deeply that if one day he really passed himself through, before he had time to fall in love, he was his first love. Tell Jiang MoChen, Jiang MoChen. It is estimated that the proud tail has to be raised, and the walk may be floating.
When he thought of this, he suddenly felt that he should not say it anymore. Jiang MoChen, the provincial governor, opened the screen in front of him every day.
Yan QingChi squeezed Jiang MoChen with his backhand, and said softly, "You are still qualified to speak of me. You seem to have no black history."
Jiang MoChen coughed, a little embarrassed, and quickly turned off the subject, "Then what, is there a small forest over there, do we want to drill?"
Yan QingChi: "!!! What do you want to do! Jiang MoChen, calm down! We will go back soon! This time is not suitable!"
Jiang MoChen:...
"Which one of us is getting yellowing day by day! I just asked if you want to take a look in the woods! Look! Look! See what's in the woods!" Jiang MoChen felt like he was going to be mad.
"Then you just said drilling." Yan QingChi squinted at him.
Jiang MoChen: "...I didn't follow what you said before, there is no tacit understanding, it is a plastic couple."
Yan QingChi raised their shaking hands and asked him, "Do you want an online divorce?"
"Don't even think about it!"
Yan QingChi said "Oh", "Let's go, let's go to the grove and see what's in the forest."
Jiang MoChen:...
However, when they walked to the front of the woods, they realized that there was actually only a row of trees, with no roots—except for the row of trees in front of them, there was a relatively empty land behind.
Yan QingChi took a flashlight and took a picture of the tree in front of him and found that there were blue fruits on it. He wanted to pick a few and taste it, but because the director Qiangwan told them not to pick wild fruits to eat, he had to give up. After a taste, he pulled Jiang MoChen and walked inside.
The woods were very empty, and the roads were a lot easier. Two people were walking. Jiang MoChen suddenly touched Yan QingChi and said to him, "Look at the sky."
Yan QingChi looked up, only to find that they had been busy rushing from entering the mountain to the present, without noticing that the sky was full of stars at some point.
He grew up in the city since he was a child, and most of the time when he looked up, it was pitch black. At this moment, he suddenly saw so many stars, and there was some surprise.
Yan QingChi looked up for a while, then turned to Jiang MoChen and said, "There is no Big Dipper."
"It's not bad to see so many stars. What kind of bicycle do you want. The Big Dipper, I have never seen it when I grew up."
"I haven't seen it either," Yan QingChi said, "That's why I want to see it."
Jiang MoChen thought for a while and said, "Wait a minute."
Yan QingChi saw him let go of his hand, walked not far to break a branch, and then walked back.
He held his flashlight in his left hand, and painted a tree branch in his right hand on the land in front of Yan QingChi. Yan QingChi still didn't understand it at first, but soon he understood-Jiang MoChen drew a Big Dipper on the land.
Jiang MoChen drew for a while before finally painting. He straightened up, looked at the Big Dipper on the ground, and looked at Yan QingChi, with a little helplessness, "Let's just look at it, this is the highest level of my painting. ."
Yan QingChi looked at him, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously. He lowered his head to look at the Big Dipper on the ground, the light of the flashlight shone on the ground and also in his heart, giving a full view of the joy in his heart. He never thought that Jiang MoChen would have such a trick, let alone that a person he didn't like to paint would actually paint himself a Big Dipper because he wanted to see a sentence.
Yan QingChi looked at the painting on the ground, and felt a little moved. In all fairness, Jiang MoChen's paintings are actually not very good. After all, they are paintings on the ground with branches. The straight lines will not be as straight as a ruler, which is unavoidably distorted, but Yan QingChi thinks it is good enough.
Because of this, the romance of the body is worth everything.
"I think the painting is quite good." Yan QingChi said gently.
Jiang MoChen chuckled lightly, "You like it."
Yan QingChi turned his head to look at him, with a smile in his eyes, "Of course I like it." He said, "Not only do I like it, but also feel very romantic. Jiang MoChen, why are you so romantic suddenly?"
Jiang MoChen took his hand, raised it, and kissed the back of his hand, "Probably because I am afraid you will divorce me online."
Yan QingChi was amused by his words, "Don't you say don't even think about it?"
"Don't even think about it." Jiang MoChen looked at him, "Do you still think about it?"
Yan QingChi shook his head, "But I want to do something else?"
"What do you want to do?" Jiang MoChen was a little curious. His wife is good with everything, but this small-looking mind contains so many thoughts, one in a while, so he can't guess.
Yan QingChi looked at him, thought about it, he said, "You look up."
Jiang MoChen looked up and saw the stars all over the sky, like diamonds scattered on the black night, shining numerously.
He was a little puzzled, lowered his head unconsciously, and asked Yan QingChi, "You let me lift..."
He didn't have time to say the second half sentence because Yan QingChi kissed him.
Jiang MoChen understood his intentions instantly, and he was waiting for him here. He didn't feel smiling, and while kissing him, he stretched out his arms to hug him.
"So you are waiting for me here." Jiang MoChen kissed Yan QingChi's ear.
Yan QingChi looked up at him, "With such a romantic atmosphere, of course we must do something romantic."
Jiang MoChen put his arms around him, "Then I will do more of this kind of thing in the future."
"That's great, I am optimistic about you, Mr. Jiang."
"We must not let you down, Mrs. Jiang."
The two held together sweetly and talked for a while, Jiang MoChen asked him if he was still going forward? If you leave, you must hurry up.
Yan QingChi realized that they only had one hour of free time.
"Oh, we are really miserable. There is also access control, and we have to return to the dormitory at the time set by the dean. It's miserable!"
"Accept your fate, Student Yan, this is the drawback of public travel."
"Then we have time in the future. Let's go to travel at our own expense." Yan QingChi suggested, "We two together, or with children, we are a family of four together."
"Let's go with the two of us first, the children are too young, and we will take them when they grow up." Jiang MoChen made no secret of his selfishness.
Yan QingChi turned his head to look at him, and said, "Is it because the child is too young? You are simply Sima Zhao's heart, everyone knows."
Jiang MoChen hugged him, "Passers-by know that I don't care, but you just know it."
Yan QingChi thinks that his sugar content is a bit high tonight, like a candy packet, all of which are sugar in one bite. Of course he knows Jiang MoChen's thoughts, nothing more than he wants to live with him.
Their love order is not the same as that of most people. They are married first and then have children, so there is not much time left for two people alone. Jiang MoChen wants more time like this, he wants to feel his love well, and Yan QingChi also hopes that their steps can be slower and more delicate. They still have a long future, and they have a long time to belong to their children and family, so they can be self-willed occasionally and only take care of the two of them and spend only their time.
Yan QingChi looked at the Big Dipper on the ground, took out his mobile phone and took a picture of it, and by the way, took a picture of the starry sky.
He is a little lucky now, because there is no signal when entering the mountain, so the program group did not collect their mobile phones. He can be lucky to save the romance tonight.
"Let's go, let's go ahead and have a look." Yan QingChi said, "Let's play a little longer before the access control time, classmate Jiang." "Good." Jiang MoChen echoed.
The two walked forward for a while, and they heard the sound of water.
Yan QingChi was a little surprised, "There is water here, I wonder if there are fish in the water?"
"Even if you have fish, time is not enough, just take a look and enjoy your eye addiction."
"Are you hungry?" Yan QingChi suddenly thought, they hadn't eaten all this way, he was not hungry, so he forgot to ask Jiang MoChen if he was hungry.
Jiang MoChen wasn't very hungry, so he said, "Don't worry, let's go and take a look first, and then eat later."
"okay then."
The two of them walked forward and, as expected, saw a small stream flowing down the mountain. It's just that the stream is too small and shallow, so you can see to the bottom at a glance.
Yan QingChi is very sorry, "There is no fish here."
Jiang MoChen listened to the regret in his words, patted him on the shoulder, and coaxed: "You can eat dry food without worry, be good."