Chapter 108: Provincial Stadium

The closer to the city, the harder to pass by. Whether it is the main road or the small dirt road, scrapped vehicles, wandering zombies, residual limbs, and blood stains can be seen everywhere.
Wushengban went all the way. Although the road was switched from time to time, the main direction was straight north.
Thanks to the characteristics of the tic-tac-toe layout of the ancient city roads, the main roads in the urban area are all north-south and east-west directions. These roads divide the urban area into squares and squares, which are in line with the celestial circle.
Since the new era, with the economic development, the subway has been opened, the viaduct has risen, and the high-speed ring roads have been circled one by one. The high-altitude overlooking these emerging transportation lines seems to be able to connect every point of this city in series. But when you walk down the city down to earth, you will still inadvertently find that there are many straight roads, few detours, many right paths, and few ramps. This is something that has been engraved in the blood of the city for thousands of years. Thick.
Wusheng class chose the road that runs through the center of the city from north to south, and wants to pierce into the city. This road has the shortest distance, the widest road surface, and the widest view. Even if you encounter obstacles, you can escape in all directions, and no matter where you want to go, you can reach the corresponding parallel point on this road, then make a turn and cross straight.
More importantly, the first choice of the Wusheng class, the Provincial Stadium, is on the edge of this north-south main road. If Qiao Siqi's "luxury house" in the densely populated living area is in the old forest of the deep mountain, then the Provincial Stadium is equivalent to being located at the foot of the mountain. As long as the foot of the mountain can be reached, the car can be abandoned without going to the forest.
"Still no signal ..."
Song Fei put the phone back in disappointment and sighed against Qi Yan's chest.
In the BMW car, Qi Yan held Song Feiwo in the co-pilot. Wu Zhou, Fu Xiyuan, Feng Qibai, and Zhao He were slightly staggered back and forth, tightly packed in the back row, and Kuang Ye lying horizontally in the arms of four people.
Originally lying horizontally should be the relatively slender Feng Qibai, but the three swordsmen of the sports institute plus the swimming athlete Kuang classmates are all tough guys. The result of squeezing side by side in the back row is that there is always a that ca n’t sit. Either it is a large amount of staggered back and forth, but this way the buttocks are firmly seated, and the front and rear spaces are also occupied similarly. Feng Qibai ca n’t cross in at all. In the end, they had no choice but to exchange Feng Qibai and Kuang Ye. The former was squeezed side by side with the three swordsmen in the sports institute. The latter pretended to be a donkey shadow figure, inserted into a sheet, the legs were slightly bent, and the door walked away.
"You don't need to try." Kuang Ye, who feels that he has been squeezed into canned sardines, can still move with one mouth from head to toe.
"That might be possible," Fu Xiyuan disagreed with him. "Water and electricity are not stopped, and it is not impossible to have a signal."
"There is only water and electricity left." Qi Yan sighed, and it was rare to show obvious depression.
Song Fei looked back obliquely, looking at him: "What do you mean?"
Qi Qi couldn't help but touched his face before asking: "How long have you seen the smog?"
Song Fei froze.
When he just left school, he was still thinking, although such a blue sky is very beautiful, but he missed pm2.5 cheaply. Now when asked by Qi Yan, he realized that what he missed was not real air pollution. But the deep reason behind it-industrial activities. But now, the industrial production that was still insisting at the beginning of the corpse tide disappeared with the smog.
Seeing Song Fei said slowly, but apparently already understood the expression, Qi Yan moved his body and hugged people tighter: "Don't think about it."
Song Fei shook his head slowly but firmly: "No, I have to think, I have to analyze whether it has reached the worst situation now."
Qi Yan helpless: "Even if it is here, what can you do?"
"Then don't have to do anything and just wait for death!" Song Fei struggled to straighten his back from his arms, turned to sit in front of him, and faced bf face-to-face, the face of which was rightfully haunted by the glory of a hundred lectures There is a cloud, a bottoming out, and anything that has developed to the most extreme trough will inevitably usher in a strong upward trend and a new tomorrow. This is an irrefutable objective law! "
Qi Yan: "..."
Song Fei: "Handsome, why is your expression so hard to say?"
Helplessly sighed heavily, Qi Yan rarely asked patiently: "Who told you that bottoming is a Taoist philosophy?"
Song Fei froze, blinking his eyes: "Isn't it?"
"Things must be reversed!"
"A meaning."
"..."
Combined bf has changed a lot of shortcomings, and also lit up a lot of skills, but it has no tolerance for academic ambiguity. It has never changed.
For two seconds, Song Fei defeated in Qi Xueba's awe-inspiring arrogance, shrunk his neck, looked over the bf shoulders and looked to the rear relatives and friends for help: "So where did the bottoming rebound come from?"
The three Musketeers in the Sports Academy looked at the skylights, the car windows, and one hummed onion.
Feng Zhanyou of the Academy of Art simply hid behind his comrades-in-arms without taking a head.
Finally, Kwong, who was still in the jade body, raised her upper body with difficulty, exposed her head to the back of the chair, and gave the class cadres the answer as the top 500 employees in the world: "That ’s the word of finance ..."
Speaking, the car has entered the urban area.
There is no more dirt road to go. Ten minutes ago, Wusheng Class returned to Kangzhuang Avenue.
There are obviously more buildings on both sides, but I do n’t know if there is no one on the street, and the building is also dead. The shops along the street were even more smashed, and the window glass shattered to the ground, messy.
Hearing the sound of cars, zombies are pouring out from many buildings, but they are not large enough, and they are scattered in groups of three or five.
My friends do n’t know if it ’s good or bad, and there are fewer zombies. Does it mean that the people who are hiding in the buildings are still the majority?
"Where are you now?" Li Jingyu leaned forward to hold the back of the driver's seat and asked the driver.
As a well-behaved student who hardly travels to the city, the little whale is very strange.
Since Qiao Siqi was alert to the buildings on both sides of the road and had to take care of the road conditions ahead, there was no response for a moment: "Ah?"
"I'm going to the third ring immediately." The co-pilot asked Ma Weisen, who was sitting in Teshutan's thighs on the full-feeled thigh, to help classmate Joe answer.
Li Jingyu: "I remember saying the stadium was next to the second ring?"
Mavison: "Yes, if you can maintain the current speed, it will be twenty minutes."
He Zhi asked: "I don't know if Joskey can maintain this speed, but I really can't keep it. Brother Wilson, human legs are long ..."
Mavison touched He ’s head with consolation, coaxing completely:
No matter how patient, you will pass as soon as you bite your teeth.

He Zhi asked the black line: "Dare we dare to change positions, you also bite your teeth for me."
Mavison: "You have to face reality, I am thinner than you ..."
He Zhi asked: "I'm shorter than you!"
Mavison: "Well, you just do n’t look big, the ratio ..."
He Zhiwen asked: "Fuck off, I only wear one shoe six meters and nine!"
Mavison: "..."
Li Jingyu, Lin Dilei, Huang Mo, Wang Qingyuan: "..."
"Xiao He, you don't have to fight like this ..." Luo Geng turned around from the trunk and grabbed the rear chair to be exposed. "Why don't we change? I'm old and exciting, miniature Happy Valley!"
He Zhi asked: "... Brother Wilson, I think it should be done to grind your teeth for another 20 minutes."
Without comparison, there is no harm.
Speaking, the two cars came one after the other and entered the third ring road.
However, after two crossings, Joskey had to apply the brakes.
His brakes did n’t matter, coincidentally, Monday ’s law followed by the window glass window was blowing off the cashmere scarf wrapped around his head. For a moment, his sight was blocked, and Joskey stepped on the brakes. Scratching away from the eyes, the big red jeep was near.
Fortunately, the speed was not fast. He hurriedly hit the steering wheel, dodged the jeep, and then braked to the end!
Unprepared Song Fei knocked his head on the windshield.
Five people in the back row finally tasted the benefits of you holding me and squeezing you, like a buckle, immobile.
"What the ?!" Zhou Li held a walkie-talkie and did not forget to be alert to zombies that might come out at any time through the window without glass.
"I can't get through in front of you. I was in a series of crashes, and I was completely blocked!" Josqui said anxiously at the end of the intercom.
The little friends in the BMW car stretched their necks together, and then they saw that the red jeep was indeed in front of the scene of the accident. Countless cars were jammed together and they were like a mess.
"You have to change your way, follow me!" Joskey seemed to be possessed by Captain America for a moment, and his tone was beyond doubt.
But Monday is really a habit of questioning, let alone the US team, you ca n’t be the monkey brother: "Are you sure?"
Qiao Siqi: "Hah? I tell you, there are no trails in the urban area that I don't know, and the traffic police are not familiar with the road conditions!"
Monday Law: "Rely, who gives you self-confidence?"
Qiao Siqi: "Without anyone else, I didn't receive a ticket for the last semester."
Monday law: "... go!"
What does it mean that a street killer like Joskey did not receive a ticket for a semester? It means that he has been able to walk through the streets and alleys and dodge all cameras perfectly ... the capillaries of this city are in his heart!
The red jeep turned right and inserted into the path.
The car quickly followed.
After a while, the jeep was inserted between two dilapidated houses. The houses are all six floors, and look like an old house in the 1980s. The width of a car between the buildings is undoubtedly blocked.
But obviously this road is not a car. The two sides of the building are parked with bicycles. Occasionally, one or two vehicles will be knocked down by Joskey's jeep. past.
Seven turns and eight turns. On Monday, the law had no direction, so he followed Joskey ass. But vaguely I could still feel that I was going north, but I didn't go straight, but went roundabout.
About half an hour later, the car seems to have entered the second ring road, because there are obviously more office buildings, and then passing by the residential houses are also newly built communities.
There are zombies coming with the modern atmosphere.
Especially when driving to the pedestrian street, the two zombies were directly caught on the window frame of Monday Law. If the steering wheel of Monday Law was fast, the arm would have to be sturdily gnawed.
"Song Fei--" Qiao Siqi eagerly called from the intercom.
Student Song who had been stunned by Lu Lun was surprised for a while before reacting, and quickly picked up the intercom: "I am here!"
Qiao Siqi: "After crossing this path, there is the Provincial Stadium in front, but there are avenues over there. Certainly the car will be crowded. How can I get it?"
Song Fei: "How close can we get?"
The Wrangler had already drove out of the path during the talk, and the windshield was suddenly bright. The stadium in the distance and the densely packed vehicles in the vicinity, either lying on the side or turning over or colliding with the bicycle electric car, were in sight.
"Unreliable, there are at least three hundred meters visually!"
Qiao Siqi's words just fell, Monday's car also came to the end of the path, a right turn, the scene in front of the red jeep and jeep is also clear, Monday did not stop, but can only reduce the speed.
"Abandon the car and rush over?" Song Fei pressed the intercom, but looked at Qi Yan.
So he did n’t wait for Qiao Siqi to speak. Qi Yan had shook his head. It was his instinct to be cautious:
We do n’t know the situation of the stadium. What if the people inside do not open the door or there are no living people inside?
Song Fei is tangled and silent.
"Fuck, you can't see clearly here--" The anxious Zhao He opened the window and looked at his comrades, but as Qiao Siqi said, it was hundreds of meters away, and he couldn't see clearly.
However, in fact, it is not necessarily visible when the distance is close. After all, the stadium is fully enclosed except for the dome and the open air. From the outside, only the airtight wall can be seen.
"The Chinese nation is facing the most severe test in history, but I believe that the people of the whole country are united and united, and they will be able to overcome difficulties and usher in a brand new tomorrow ..."
Under the warm winter sun, the familiar broadcasting cavity drifted faintly.
"The following is international news. After the United States, Canada and Mexico have also declared a state of emergency. As of now, unknown viruses have erupted in 28 countries around the world ..."
Jeep friends first heard that the BMW team was a few seconds late, but the two car friends were shocked.
Eventually, Joskey reacted first, quivering at the intercom and asked, "You, have you heard ..."
Song Fei Yuan God returned to his home, suppressing the excitement in his heart, pressing the intercom key: "What are you waiting for, run--"
The two cars opened at almost the same time, and dozens of friends ran straight towards the stadium!
Both sides of the road were attracted by the sound of the engine, and the zombie who was slowly coming around. At first sight, when the living people rushed out, they immediately entered a violent state, and they also changed from walking to running!
Qi Yan is the slowest move in the entire sedan team. In fact, when Song Fei ran forward, he still tried to hold the other side. However, bf is still as mad as a mad dog, and he ca n’t stop it.
Qi Yan made no mistake, just run up to keep up.
Come and go, he became the end of the sixteen team. Wang Qingyuan is the second to last, only one position faster than him.
The corpses gathered on both sides of the road gathered together and became a chasing army, only ten meters away from the end of the Wusheng class team!
And Song Fei and Qiao Siqi, the fastest martial artists, have arrived at the stadium's nearest exit!
What excites them both is that not only are there no zombies near the exit, there are even two people in police uniforms who are guarding there, although they can only see their backs, but they are also relieved that they hung for a month!
"Help-" Joskey arrived first.
Song Fei was about to like his teammates, but saw that the two "policemen" shook unnaturally after hearing the shouts.
Song Fei subconsciously wants to stop, but inertia still allows the body to continue to rush forward, but not as fast as just rushing.
Qiao Siqi didn't have any sense of crisis. When Song Fei slowed down, he had first arrived behind the "Police", and then the "Police" just turned around-
One has no right face.
One has no chin.
Qiao Siqi directly hit his arms without a chin, and the whole person was dead.
Song Fei gritted his teeth and tried to pull the person away, but it was too late. Seeing that the zombie had to raise his arms to hug Joskey.
Song Fei accelerated, did not pull, and directly hit, even the zombies with Joskey hit the entrance and exit.
The exit door was open, and when she fell, Song Fei saw the scene inside.
Hell.
Either on earth or hell.
Under the bright and dazzling sun, there are zombies all over the track and field. They stand stiffly, surrounded, blank, empty. Compared to the zombies outside, they seem to have less urge to nibble, just look at a certain point of nothingness, as if there is their entire spiritual world.
Severe pain came from the wrist.
Song Fei was an excited spirit, recovered, and was hit by a flash of white light.
Qiao Siqi flew out by him, and finally fell into the arms of the zombie and became himself.
Zhao He, who hurried over there, used metal chopsticks to help him result in the zombies under him, but when he looked intently, his wrist was already bitten into the mouth by the other party.
Even at the moment when the chopsticks had been inserted into the head of the zombie, the motionless body was still reluctant to let go.
Song Fei looked at his wrist, his brain blank for a moment.
The zombies in the police uniform over there were knocked down by Wang Qingyuan and Luo Geng together. Qi Yan had reached the front, almost pulling Song Fei's arm out of the mouth of the zombie, and then without looking at it, he directly pricked Get up and run!
Song Fei is still in a trance of "have been bitten by himself", unable to keep up with the rhythm.
But the little friends have a clear direction-the bus that is near the exit!
Song Fei had no impression of how to get on the roof of the bus, until Qi Yan rolled up his sleeves rudely, and then took a closer look. At the end, he relieved himself with a heavy relief, and hugged him tightly, just like pulling him into his body .
"Fortunately, fortunately ..."
Repeating this word repeatedly, Qi Yan did not know it hundreds of times.
After chasing the corpses around the bus, attempting to climb. Fourteen friends circled the roof of the car to guard against death.
Song Fei finally recovered from a riot. The first action was to break away from Qi Yan and raise his arm to look at himself.
Qi Yan called a hate tooth tickle: "Now I know that I am afraid? Why did you go!"
Song Fei ignored bf, anyway, sooner or later he would be beaten, he had to do the right thing first-for example, a tiger squeezed tightly around Ma Weisen!
Mavison was squatting and stabbing the zombies underneath.
"Are you sick--"
Finally turned around, shouting at Song Fei. Life and death matter, everyone is angry.
Song Fei's sullen face on Shangma's classmates was another strong hug: "Help me, please give me a kiss!" I will speak on the forehead.
Mavison immediately pushed his hands and feet away, and pierced the essence of this behavior with a sharp shot: "Are you revenge or revenge--"
The friends looked at it for a long time to understand that it was true that the zombies had bitten Song Fei's wrist, but Song Fei still wore the wristband that Maweisen had sent earlier. Although this bite hurts, it did not really break the skin and hurt the flesh. For Song Fei, it was simply to escape from death.
Qi Yan did n’t know how to vomit, and he did n’t even vomit. He grabbed the person back and immediately wanted to directly pull the impulse and rashness, the bus suddenly shook violently.
All of my little friends were unsteady under their feet. Why didn't they ask, they just sat on the roof of the car.
"They are in a cart." Wang Qingyuan's voice was not loud, but it was unprecedentedly severe.
All the comrades heard the words and saw that the zombies that were originally surrounded by the bus were all concentrated on one side. They were working together to push the body, and the bus was about to roll over!
Without any order, sixteen comrades gathered together on the pushed side, holding hands side by side, like a flood dike, resisting the thrust with their own weight!
But seeing more and more zombies, capsize is only a matter of time!
What's more terrible is that the zombies in the track and field finally remembered their own mission, and were staggering out of each mouth ...
"Heaven is going to die us--" Mavison couldn't think of any other way to break the dead end.
"Shut up!" Kuang Ye's "Code of Negative Energy Horse Getting Together" has long since removed the word "politeness".
"I have to find a way to return to the car." Although every cell clamored for severe lashes against Song Fei's rash impulses, Qi Yan still saw the situation clearly and distinguished the priorities.
Mavison: "It's easy to say, how come back, fly ?!"
Qi Yan: "..." The guy who was more tempting than Song Fei appeared.
The bus body shook again, larger than last time!
Song Fei's anxious middle school student: "Yes, find someone to lead them away!"
Mavison: "How do we all lead on the roof of the car, do we want people to go down and race with the corpses !!!"
Lin Dilei: "Song Fei, I'm not talking to anyone, but I also feel that this is not the same as the school situation. None of us can predict when and where zombies will emerge. It's too dangerous to slip zombies manually ..."
Song Fei: "No, you listened to me. When I ran over, I saw a motorcycle with a key inserted there. It seemed to have just fallen down, and it hadn't turned off yet ..."
Lin Dilei: "wilson, we believe you!"
Mavison: "... believe me whatever I want, but I can't believe myself !!!"
Song Fei: "No one can do anything except you.
Mavison: "Fuck your mother, I believe in science!"
Qiao Siqi: "Song Fei--"
Song Fei: "What are you doing when you are busy!"
Qiao Siqi: "Don't talk nonsense to him, just let him do what you want, if you want to talk and discuss, he must say no!"
Song Fei: "What the are these habits!"
Qiao Siqi: "Have you ever met the kind of person who persuades and cries, and ignores the truth, and that he has nothing to do with it? This kind of goods belongs to that kind of bluntness!
Mavison: "Joe, Secretary, Strange!"
Song Fei: "You have to do it, you have to do it, Mai Weisen, you hurry me down !!!"
Mavison: "... rely!"
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The end of the curse is still in the hustle and bustle of dust, and Mavison has suddenly jumped from the side that has not been pushed by the zombies, and rushed towards the motorcycle without looking back!
This time it's really black motorcycle. The wheels are several times smaller than Marvison's heavy locomotive. The two adults with spacious seats are jammed.
Mavison just lifted the motorcycle, and the zombies heard from the box became surrounded.
Seeing that the encircling circle was about to be closed, Mavison twisted the throttle, and even a person drove up the car, and actually passed through the only gap accurately. What a handsome word!
In the dust that was rolled up, all the zombies were left behind.
Mavison, who is on a motorcycle, is like an iron man in armor. First, he showed a few laps around the bus. When all the zombies were attracted by him, he turned his head and went away.
How can the zombies endure?
Without Song Fei's deployment, Mavison tacitly knew where to go-his motorcycle was determined to go straight to the side where the jeep and car stopped!
In a blink of an eye, he has arrived at the chariot, but he has n’t stopped at all.
The prey did not stop, the zombies did not stop naturally, neither the jeep nor the car. In their eyes, there was nothing, they passed by naturally, and they continued to chase the motorcycle.
There are sporadic zombies left under the bus, but there are still zombies coming out of the stadium.
Opportunity, Qi Yan decisively ordered: "Jump--"
Without further ado, everyone knows that it is necessary to jump under the bus where the zombies are not piled up, so some jump at the head, some at the tail, and others follow the road of Mavison and jump from the other side.
But no matter where it falls, they all go the same way-return to the chariot!
If the distance of three hundred meters is running, it will be a moment, especially when Maweisen has taken away most of the zombies, fifteen comrades successfully returned to the car.
At this time, it doesn't matter if the driver is going to die, everyone instinctively returns to the original position, to avoid the possible confusion that may affect efficiency!
Joskey got in the car without a word, and chased Mavison with one foot.
Song Fei is more troublesome here, so he has to help Monday to pull the zombies out of the window, and it took two minutes to open.
Maweisen deserves to be the little bully of the outer court, which is the zombie driving the motorcycle, that is the zombie driving the motorcycle, not to be followed, and I will meet again in the front, one will hit the other, the other will be a pair Like Li Kui with two axes, it also happens that the motorcycle is also black.
Even the oncoming zombies hid him in the back, preferring to flash away first, and then run with the partners, chasing and reassuring.
"You ride slower--" Joskey couldn't catch up with his death. He was angry and lowered the car window to roar.
Mavison was just recovering from Hi, and quickly drove the front of the car from a straight line to a big arc!
The zombies were unknown, so they were taken together. It did n’t take long for Mavison ’s motorcycle to turn around completely, and at this time, nothing could stop Johns and Wilson.
An emergency brake.
One foot motorcycle.
He Zhiwen opened the co-pilot door very insightfully and pulled his own comrades back into his thighs.
Follow Qiao Siqi to highlight the encircling circle, wandering in the secluded path, the eight partners in the car took a sigh of relief.
Song Fei took the intercom and asked, "Where are we going now?"
Qiao Siqi's reply: "Our family."
Two words, I heard all my friends warm in my heart.
Qi Yan was also moved, but he had more important things to do right now, so after Song Fei finished talking, he naturally took the walkie-talkie and handed it to anyone in the back row, and then straightened the bf on his leg. Xin: "Qiao Siqi can't do anything, but can you just follow him and run inside?"
Qi Yan's attitude can't be considered bad, but it certainly can't catch up with gentleness, it seems to be gentle, but it is stern, it is the kind of prelude that Song Fei is very familiar with, but just put on a layer of "I am not angry, I am very reasonable I'm talking to you in a hypocritical veil.
Song Fei was a little upset. More importantly, he felt that he was taking care of the matter himself: "The stadium loudspeakers are all broadcast. Who can think that the entire army is annihilated, and normal people will think that it is a safety zone inside? Standing by the police, you will definitely be guarding! "
"Have you listened carefully to the radio and listened to the international news? The virus broke out in 28 countries. You used your brain. When we found the radio, the virus had spread to 32 countries! That ’s not news, it ’s just timing. Looped recordings at fixed points! "
"..."
Song Fei was so sad that he could n’t hold his face. After all, one car was a little friend, not two people in private. No, even if there are only two people now, he is depressed because he is so ridiculed!
28, 32, the ghost can hear the difference! ! !
Song Fei looked at the back row partners as if they were verifying. Although the five partners were sympathetic, they were inexplicably a little sullen and self-enraged and more domineering Qi Yan.
But in the dark corner that no one saw, one hand quietly pressed the talk button of the intercom.
In the red jeep, the intercom placed in front of the windshield suddenly heard current.
Qiao Siqi thought that his partner had something to say, and just wanted to get it, he heard the voice of Qi Yan sinking down in it—
"When will you be impulsive?"
Qiao Siqi was stunned, continued to hold the steering wheel, drove his car, but just put his ears up.
"Why do you never speak when I am doing the right thing, and you pick on when you do something wrong, and I did nothing wrong, who will remember the number of infected countries in international news like you are crazy!"
Jeep teammates looked at each other, and were refreshed, they all read the same excitement in each other's eyes-oh, quarrel hey!
"No one has to let you remember the number of countries. I just hope you will have to use your brain when doing anything in the future. I have said this 800 times!"
"I told you eight thousand times, and I am like this. I can't change it. If you can stand it, you can stand it. If you can't stand it ... Um--"
"Bah! What kind of routine is it to say what you say!"
"Dare you try those two words again?"
"... I'm about to break you down. If you don't like me, just do it, don't do it!"
"If I don't like you, why should I be with you?"
"But you have never said that you like me, you know that you can count on me, train me, criticize ..."
"I like you."
"Fuck, I mean ..."
"I love you."
"You hear me finish talking ..."
"I can't do without you, don't want me."
"..."
The intercom is over.
The shadowy little hand could not continue to press keys because of 10,000 injuries.
The jeep was silent.
Three consecutive blows of love, madness and ruin.
Suddenly a slim jade hand reached from the back row and grabbed the intercom.
Next second, the whole BMW car heard the sincere call of the small mine
"Hug? Dear? Reconciliation? Song Fei, don't force yourself if you can't get through your heart, don't fall in love with three views, let me come!"
Eight comrades in the car: "..."
Six Jeep comrades: "..."
The trunk Luo Geng looked tiredly at the vast world, loving someone, it was hard.
Obviously wanted to watch the excitement. As a result, the cold dog food slapped on his face. The Wusheng class friends were so irresistible that they decided to temporarily block all external signals, including pornography.
But it is rare to have the opportunity to open up and tell the heartless two shameless cadres who are unaware, tired, leaning, and ear-worn.
Qi Yan in the past could not say those words at all. He thought that whether he liked it or not, it was all manifested in his behavior. He could not do a thousand sentences and said what the bells and whistles were doing.
But after getting along with each other, he slowly became a little bit enlightened. Until just now, he fully realized that the two people who are close to each other have their hearts separated by layers of flesh. Some words cannot be hidden, and some moods cannot be silent. Hidden, silent, at first the other party can still believe that these things are there, but for a long time, the other party will have no bottom.
The reason why he can get along with Song Fei so much is that Song Fei is never stingy to express and never say ambiguous words. Looking back now, Song Fei has changed in the time before the breakup. He no longer hangs joys and sorrows on his face. Sometimes he seems to want to say something, but then he smiles and says nothing.
Song Fei said it was okay, he really thought it was okay, until one day they quarreled, and the man broke up.
Fortunately, now Song Fei, who has gone straight, is back.
Is still very grind, but he was grinded sour, and visually observed a terrible trend of being obsessed with this sourness.
To sum up experience and learn lessons, never repeat the same mistakes, it is Qi Yan ’s fine tradition. So taking advantage of the good atmosphere at this moment, he bit Song Fei's ear in a slight bump, and seriously promised: "If you like listening, I will say it every day."
"You don't have to say every day ..." Song Fei rubbed her itchy ears a little uncomfortably. "But you have to come back every three minutes, and don't give sweet dates with a slap in the face, then I'm so pitiful ..."
"Well, slap less and give more dates." Qi Yan bent the corner of his mouth, "Then you are the same, just say something, don't hide it in my heart, my person is dull ..."
Song Fei: "Then I really said?"
Qi Yan: "Huh?"
Song Fei: "There was a school girl who chased you last semester, but later gave up, and spreading your death everywhere, remember?"
Qi Yan: "I will never forget it, what's wrong?"
Song Fei: "Uh, I help you out to her ..."
Qi Yan: "..."
Song Fei: "..."
Qi Yan: "Wait for Joskey's house later, find a room where no one is. When you come over, I promise not to hit you."
Song Fei: "... who will get this one-off guarantee !!!"