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"This issue is called "Outdoor Challenge: Catching Autumn's Tail."

After Liu An announced, he waved to everyone, "Call work!"

After hearing these two words, the team members in charge of publishing this issue cheered and began to discuss where to have dinner.

Xia Shao, who was sitting on the stool beside him, took a bite of the cookie and protested, "Is it too boring?"

"Your face is your signature, and don't be so unconfident," Liu An said, "It's obviously very interesting."

In order to record a record of outdoor extreme sports, Xia Shao was bitten by mosquitoes several times on his waist today, and the itching was so unbearable for him.Bungee jumping in the valley is something he has long wanted to do, so he simply recorded the whole process today.

Another staff member handed him mosquito bite medicine: "Your one is not called bungee jumping, but a fairy descending to earth!"

"exaggerate."

Being praised, Xia Shao smiled embarrassedly.

Seeing that Liu An seemed to be free, Xia Shao hesitated for a while, and then said: "Sister An, is there any motorcycle race in the city recently?"

Liu An let out a "huh" and asked curiously, "Do you want to play?"

"I don't want to play, I just want to watch." Liu An looked at him suspiciously, and Xia Shao's ears turned red unconsciously.

"There are underground ones, and there are also ones on the ground, which one do you want to see?" Liu An seemed to understand this aspect quite well.

"Underground?" Xia Shao asked.

"Well, non-governmental organizations are more exciting." Liu An said.

"It will be all right."

"I remember it will be tomorrow night, I'll ask my friend for you..." While talking, Liu An took out her mobile phone from her bag, Xia Xia felt goosebumps.He didn't know if it was because the ostrich skin in the handbag made him have intensive phobia, or because he thought of Jiang Langting and He Qing's "arm".

That night, Xia Shao accidentally dialed Jiang Langting's number through Liu An's cell phone.

Generally, nightclubs don't book tables directly with the boss, so it can be seen that Liu An knows Jiang Langting.

Thinking of He Qing's warning, Xia Shao pressed Liu An's hand to open WeChat, and his voice softened: "No need, sister An. Just tell me where it is, and I'll go and have a look."

"You alone?" Liu An was not at ease.

"I called a friend of mine." Xia Shao said.

"Okay, just stand far away and observe. It's windy on the mountain, remember to dress warmly. If you need to call me, my friend must be there." Liu An said.

Xia Shao still couldn't hold back: "Is he competing too?"

Liu An was silent for a while, looked out the window, flicked her fingertips, and the drills of the manicure made a rubbing sound.

"uncertain."

·

Xia Shao doesn't understand, for others, what is the beginning of meeting once.

But for me, this is a magical existence.

After hearing the news, on the first day of going home that night, Xia Shao first got out of the garage before entering the house, and trotted around the entire community's seemingly endless parking lot.

The parking lot of the residential building is more private, but Jiang Langting's two big cars are too conspicuous, so they are neatly parked side by side in a corner of the underground garage.

One black and one white.

Two bright red dust cloths were scattered beside it.

Xia Shao only knows four-wheel motor vehicles, and he is completely ignorant of this. The one he only knows is Ducati.But just looking at the frame and front and rear wheels, both of them are ruthless guys who can't enter the city.

The kind of ruthless guy who will be caught by the traffic police uncle and fined 100 yuan once he enters the city.

Even though he wasn't sure whether Jiang Langting would ride them over tomorrow, Xia Shao circled around the two cars and tried his best to remember their appearance.

Otherwise, in that kind of occasion where the wind is fast at night, everyone wears a helmet, and Xia Shao can't recognize who is who.

Besides, Xia Shao had somewhat forgotten Jiang Langting's face.

It was very quiet in the garage.

Xia Shao squatted down, staring blankly at the two heavy locomotives that seemed to be alive.He heard his own breathing, and then unexpectedly heard his own heartbeat.

Do I want to play motorcycles too?

Xia Shao didn't understand what he was thinking, patted his knees and stood up, then walked towards the elevator.

·

The next day, the sun went down.

Huoshaoyun connects the mountains in the distance into a dazzling red, Xia Shao is finishing work, ready to go home and change into a jacket, put on a mask and rush to Longquan Mountain outside the city.

It is surrounded by roads, and there are not many vehicles at night. Now that there are other highways, there are fewer cars going there. Occasionally, there are racers practicing there late at night, not for extreme competitions.

Xia Shao's own car is a nanny car provided by the group company, and it is not convenient for him to travel on mountain roads.

Before leaving, Xia Shao contacted Ying Yuchen and borrowed the 911.

After leaving the second ring road and going up to the third ring road, it got dark.

With a bang of the accelerator, Xia Shao felt that several of the birds in the forest of Longquan Mountain were scared away by him.

Turn off the overly exaggerated sound wave mode, slowly follow the address given by Liu An, and park the car in advance to an open space 200 meters away from the meeting point.

After opening the door and getting off the car, Xia Shao walked to the meeting point not far away.

There were not many people who drove private cars to see it. Most of them were afraid of the cold and wore masks and hats. They greeted each other a few times and began to prepare.

Xia Shao stood at the farthest place, squinting his eyes, watching them lift their motorcycles, put on their helmets and wrist guards, chat and laugh, but never saw Jiang Langting.

not coming?

Suddenly, the headlights of a Seymour flickered, only to see an extremely huge guy in the corner——that black locomotive he saw in the garage yesterday, showing its teeth and claws.

Leaning on the motorcycle seat was a man, short in size, wearing long sleeves and no motorcycle cap, who was buttoning his cuffs.

His blood-red helmet was held in his arms like a baby, and he didn't intend to put it on his head.

This man and his mount merged into one, superimposed in the night, like a battleship named Eternity.

Lifting the bright light stick, Jiang Langting raised his helmet to greet the players who got on the motorcycle, but did not make any further moves.

Immediately afterwards, the whistle sounded, and several Saimo vehicles roared out.

Jiang Langting hung his helmet on the back of his motorcycle, patted the ashes on his hands, and looked up.

In the next second, like a falcon preying on prey in the dark, he suddenly locked his eyes on the side where Xia Shao was.

Xia Shao was taken aback.

He just stood there, watching Jiang Langting walk over in a motorcycle suit, blowing the cold wind.

Taking a step back, Xia Shao was very calm, raised his face, and said in a very flat voice, "There is no live broadcast."

"What are you afraid of?" Jiang Langting laughed, and turned his face to signal the Mo friends who were curiously looking at him to leave, then turned his face and continued: "I know you are here, Liu An told me. She doesn't trust you."

After finishing speaking, he didn't give Xia Shao a chance to speak, and reminded: "Mask, put it up a bit."

"Huh?" Xia Shao raised the mask to cover most of his face in a daze.

"There are many people here, and it is seen that you have a bad relationship with me."

Xia Shao didn't understand anymore.

"It's not good anyway," Jiang Langting's eyes darkened, "You're looking for me?"

Xia Shao nodded obediently.

Jiang Langting understood, his voice hoarse: "Oh... what's the matter?"

"Last time, I always wanted to thank you in person." Xia Shao became nervous for no reason, and the fear of getting along with reality began to pervade again, "It's nothing else."

At first glance, this person is in the category of "no need to get along", Xia Shao feels that there is no need for contact.

Xia Shao doesn't play nightclubs, and Jiang Langting doesn't know how to watch live broadcasts at home and check Weibo every day, and nightclubs don't need him to promote them. The two of them have no intersection.

"Yes," Jiang Langting readily agreed, "Go back early."

Jiang Langting wore gloves with bare fingers, and some motorcycle logos were printed on his palms, and the fabric had many marks from his hands.Xia Shao looked at it for a while, then stretched out his palm to have a look, it was unbelievably tender.

Jiang Langting looked at his face flushed by the night wind, and found that Xia Shao's face was a little smaller than it looked on the live broadcast screen.

The legendary photogenic fat three-pointer?

Seeing that Xia Shao didn't answer, Jiang Langting said again: "Go home quickly, this place is not suitable for you to stay longer."

"it is good."

"Or you can sit in the RV for a while," Jiang Langting pointed to a RV parked by the side of the road, "I'll take you back later."

Originally, he didn't intend to have further contact with Xia Shao, but he was really worried about Xia Shao's driving skills on this night's dark and windy mountain road.After all, it would be a big deal if the car overturned.

"Ah," Xia Shao nodded indiscriminately, "No need, it's not on the way."

"We," Jiang Langting couldn't hold back his smile after hearing what he said, "we live together."

Hold.

Xia Shao, who has always been so obedient as to pinch the water, seldom uttered a swear word in his mind, his heart jumped out of his body, and spiraled up to the sky.

He was so panicked that he forgot for a moment that he was a neighbor, a neighbor, a neighbor!

It is the first to get the moon if you are close to the water!

It's monkeys fishing for the moon!

wrong.

It's very windy tonight.

What am I thinking?

"I," Xia Shao was at a loss for words, "it's okay, I'll go home by myself, I just came to thank you."

"Okay." Jiang Langting nodded politely.

The man turned around, half of his face was hidden in the darkness, Xia Shao was against the light, and he couldn't see the outline clearly even if he squinted his eyes.

Looking at the appearance, Jiang Langting is about 25 or six years old. He is more handsome than the male star in the pictorial. He looks the same as the photo in the hot search on Weibo. His hair is very stylish. If you touch it, it must be very hard .

It's like the model who was invited to the platform today.

Turning around a little bit, Xia Shao found that there was a long scar on the left side of Jiang Langting's face from the cheekbone to the outer ear door.

"What are you looking at?" Jiang Langting turned his head.

Xia Shao didn't speak.

Jiang Langting lowered his head, touched the scar with his fingertips, thoughtfully: "It was caused by punching."

"Yeah." Xia Shao nodded, his eyes sparkling.

Most of the time, he is a good listener.

The referee who timed the time over there jumped up excitedly, and the car carrying the camera chased after him all the way. Jiang Langting glanced at the onlookers who were also bombarding the field, and then looked at Xia Shao who was all focused on himself, and shook his index finger: " Going home? You're cold."

"Go back." Xia Shao squeezed his collar, clenched his palms, and shook his car keys at Jiang Langting.

Jiang Langting nodded, turned around and went to the starting point, "Well, be careful on the road."

Xia Shao held the palm of the other with one hand, shivering and walked towards the parking place on the mountainside.

The mountain road is quite dark, but fortunately the car is not far away.

After getting in the car, Xia Shao spent a few seconds to calm down, completely ignoring the beating heartbeat, and he didn't feel anything unusual.

call.

Like a daunting task accomplished.

Driving all the way home, Xia Shao took a shower and changed into pajamas, crawled into bed in the dark, almost stepped on Ying Yuchen who was playing games at the foot of the bed.

Sure enough, there is nothing to say, what are you talking about, saying that my brother won't let me play with you?

Feeling confused, he wanted to talk to someone, Xia Shao stomped on the minister's hand, and asked in a low voice, "Today is not the weekend, why are you back?"

"I miss you." Ying Yuchen put down the psp, raised his head and rolled his eyes with a smile.

Xia Shao shuddered, wanting to reach out and ruffle his chestnut curly hair.

"Fart you! Anyway, you are a few months older than me, can you look a little elder?" Xia Shao wrapped the quilt tightly, stretched out his arms to grab the game console, "What game are you playing? Lend me the 2k you bought last time Play!"

Ying and Chen hid and glared at him: "Can't we talk about pornographic topics?"

"..." Xia Shao shut up.

unable to communicate.

"Hey, you said that you have no desires and desires every day, and you still play games?" Ying Yuchen looked at his handsome appearance, reluctant to bully him, propped up his upper body, and turned off the night light when he got up.

Touching the dark circles under Xia Shao's eyes, Ying Yuchen finally softened his tone and said, "You've been too busy with work and haven't had a good rest. I don't know where you've been so late, go to bed early."

Xia Shao's words got to his lips, but he choked back.

After tossing and turning, he still opened his mouth and said, "Chenchen, I went to see Saimo."

In the dark, people's senses are always more sensitive.

Xia Shao clearly noticed that both Ying and Chen had stopped breathing for half a second.

With a soft voice, Ying and Chen refused to accept this, but replied: "I thought you were talking in your sleep."

"..."

believe or not.

Xia Shao still added: "I'm just looking."

"You'd better be." Ying Yuchen tucked him in the quilt.

The more Xia Shao thought about it, the more confused he became.

The scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was so beautiful that he couldn't bear to sleep. The more he couldn't sleep, the more he wanted to think about it... What did he go through tonight!

He really wanted to tell Ying Yuchen, but he was afraid that Ying Yuchen would betray him.

With a hook of He Qing's finger, Ying and Chen wished to shake out all the brands of diapers they had when they were young.

the man.

A man several years older than me.

He had ridden a Cymo, he had boxed, he was a man who moved in the dark.

His eye sockets are deep, and the bridge of his nose is much higher than mine.

When he turned around to ride his motorcycle, his back and the night merged into a hard mountain range, but his ears were so soft that they wanted to be pinched—what does it feel like?

No, why would I want to touch him?

What's so good about a man?

Although Xia Shao never had the idea of ​​wanting to touch a girl, he was still bluffed by his own ferocious thoughts.

No, now he really wants to know if touching a man will make him feel disgusted.

Xia Shao thought left and right, grabbed Ying Yuchen's pajamas, dragged him from the side of the bed to the center of the bed, then quickly opened the hem of the back of the clothes, and stretched in with his warm hands.

Ying Yuchen yelled in surprise first, and then lowered his voice to beg for mercy: "Damn, brother, I was wrong, I won't talk about pornography, we have something to talk about, don't touch me..."

Xia Shao got into the bed and leaned closer: "Quick!"

"What are you doing?" Ying and Chen were stunned.

Blinking, Xia Shao spoke in a very low voice: "Touch me like I touch you."

Although they don't know what kind of cuteness is sold in Xia Shao's gourd, Ying and Chen still dare to touch Xia Shao's thigh by relying on the fearless thinking of two straight men.

After touching, you should remind your minister like a thief: "Report, I touched it."

"Wow." Xia Shao sighed.

"Strange?" Ying Yuchen asked.

"Yeah." Xia Shao nodded.

Hey, it's so cool!