Street office where the wind lives

On a dark night, the stars snuggled up to the moon and listened to its stories, shining on the two spoons nestled together on the single bed.

Wei Nanfeng must have been soaked in various health teas all year round to enjoy the taste, exuding a calming fragrance from the inside out, Luan Zhou was still talking, but his voice became lower and lower, his upper and lower eyelids struggled for a while, and finally couldn't hold it back Menacing drowsiness, disarmed and surrendered.

Wei Nanfeng poked his face with his index finger, "Little comrade?" Luan Zhou groaned, his head arched into the pillow, like a dead dog that had taken sleeping pills.With a soft sigh, Wei Nanfeng covered his stomach, looked back in the moonlight, and tiptoed into the bathroom.

According to the statistics of the World Toilet Organization, human beings spend about three years in the toilet. Wei Nanfeng is now sitting on the toilet in the posture of a thinker, wasting one-thirtieth of his life time.

Pulled out the phone, at 01:30 in the morning, when the moon was dark and the wind was high, when the phone harassed me.He flicked through the friend list, and suddenly his fingertips paused for a moment on a landscape profile picture, and sent a video request.

The other party picked it up almost a second before hanging up, and an old lady in a cheongsam appeared on the screen, holding a red wine glass high, and blew him a kiss, "cheers~"

Wei Nanfeng's hair was covered with black lines: "Mom, you're drinking Chinese medicine indiscriminately again."

This lady who looks like she is at the top of a Parisian tower even though she is drinking Chinese medicine is Wei Nanfeng's mother who has been missing for many days. The liquid was still puffing and steaming, like the latest research and development of a certain drug manufacturing institution.

Wei Nanfeng didn't want to hear her talking about "Chinese medicine is good, Western medicine is fast" about health preservation in Moments, so he cut straight to the point,

"Mom, I'm in love."

Wei's mother choked her throat with a mouthful of traditional Chinese medicine, coughed and coughed for a long time before she calmed down, and said happily, "Oh boy, what kind of boys are so short-eyed, please send a picture to mom. Hey, no, it’s midnight over there, right? The background, the bathtub... Hey—you guys are going to open the room!"

Wei Nanfeng can't even hush. His mother belongs to Sherlock Holmes. Before going around the world, she was a good hand in catching rape in the Wuyi Road Women's League. The suspect walked away when he saw her.

Fortunately, the famous detective fell in love with the famous mountains and rivers of various countries, and went out to play with bags every three days.

Wei Nanfeng couldn't sleep, so he lay on the bed baking sesame seed cakes for fear of disturbing Luan Zhou, so he had to hide in the bathroom by himself, and took the opportunity of condolences to his mother to show off his new relationship.

"No, I came to Macau to pick up business. He is seven years younger than me. I'm not bragging. Mom, he looks really good-looking, and he's dressed just like the contestant on that idol show you watched a while ago. Huh? Work? He writes novels, is it because he has a bad personality? I can’t help but admire your son’s infinite charm, I am impressed by such an amazing and talented person.”

Wei Nanfeng made a fuss, and Wei's mother was very interested. The elderly aunts' concerns were always changing, and the topic went in an indescribable direction after a while, "Oh, mom, it's not what you think! Let's get down to business, um, the relationship we just confirmed today, how can we move so fast! Tsk, I've watched too many idol dramas, what a home run, is your son a hooligan!"

Wei Nanfeng scratched his head and explained to her that he felt that even if he jumped into the Yellow River, he would not be able to clean himself up. He suddenly regretted making this call, but he wasted all his energy. In the end, he put down the phone and got into bed to hug Luan The boat fell asleep.

Early the next morning, the morning sun came in through the cracks in the curtains. Luan Zhou sat up in a daze, and saw Wei Nanfeng squatting on the bedside with his face propped up to look at him. He was so scared that he slipped out to the bedside. The chest slid down, revealing the white inside of the chest.

Wei Nanfeng hugged him back and forth all night yesterday, but the feeling of watching from a distance is different from being obscene/playing. Such a half-hidden little comrade is really beautiful. In this beautiful treasure island, if you don’t applaud for love It's a pity.

Director Wei, who was supposed to wake people up, made a quick decision and was about to use his power for personal gain. He got on the bed and pressed down on him.

"Little comrade, the leader wants to have an in-depth discussion with you on the issue of personal style."

Luan Zhou rubbed the slightly reddened corners of his eyes: "Ah? Wh...um..." He was bitten by a pig.

Wei Nanfeng pressed him and kissed him for a while, "As a good comrade who loves the party and works hard, it is one of your work principles to put your love experience into practice in a timely manner, hiss—bit me?"

"I don't like mint toothpaste!"

Wei Nanfeng squinted his eyes and licked the corners of his mouth. He stopped being condescending. He protected the back of his head and pushed Luan Zhou down on the bed. He pulled off his underwear neatly and looked down at him.

"For comrades who disobey discipline, the organization has decided to increase punishment~"

……

Before going to bed last night, the two had agreed that they had important things to do during the day, but the plan couldn't keep up with the change, and they woke up an hour later than the original scheduled wake-up time.

Throwing a boyfriend shirt to Luan Zhou, Wei Nanfeng smiled and said, "Put on mine, your clothes smell like hot pot yesterday."

Luan Zhou wanted to say that he still had a change of clothes in his room, but he didn't say anything when he met Wei Nanfeng's expectant eyes. He took a few pieces of paper from the bedside to clean it up, and resigned himself to putting on a shirt that was one size bigger than him.

"Why are you going today?" Luan Zhou stopped at the third button of his collar, looked down, and silently tied it to the top.

"I'll take you to meet someone." Wei Nanfeng said, "Don't be nervous, she can't talk."

Luan Zhou asked in surprise, "Mute?"

Wei Nanfeng nodded and shook his head again, his expression was a bit difficult to understand: "Yes, but not entirely." He stopped talking a few times before saying, "I'll tell you when we get there."

Luan Zhou's heart skipped a beat, and he felt that when Wei Nanfeng mentioned this person, it was very different from usual, there was a kind of sadness in his bones, like an old disease accumulated many years ago, which would come out to cause trouble when it was rainy.

The off-road vehicle was driving alone on the Panshan Highway. Luan Zhou was leaning on the back seat with a U-shaped pillow on. He habitually clicked on Weibo, and suddenly remembered that he was already a user who violated the rules of "no such person". He sighed When I was about to turn it off, I glanced down, and there was a row of unread red dots on the message list, and the number on the red dots was still increasing.

"Eh?"

At this time, there was a sudden vibration from the phone, and he was so surprised that he almost missed it. Mario sent a series of voices with an average duration of 1 minute.

Luan Zhou: "..." cnm

It is strongly recommended that WeChat add this function with a draggable progress bar, every time you accidentally press it, you have to listen to it from the beginning!

"Big brother, you're hot!" Mario's voice came out of the earpiece, "Quickly check the Weibo hot search list, it's been hanging since the early morning, have you been spotted by a funder dad? Also recommend it I will."

Luan Zhou was shocked by his shameless behavior without self-knowledge, with a sneer in the corner of his mouth, he clicked on the hot search after he had done enough ideological construction.

"Fuck!!!!"

It's a pity that no matter how good the ideological construction is, it's not as powerful as the scene in front of him. Wei Nanfeng was frightened by him, slammed on the brakes, and the big g slammed into the middle of the mountain.

I saw that his Weibo account and his real name were listed on the top of the list of hot searches, followed by "Boom", Luan Zhou's hands were shaking like an old man suffering from Parkinson's disease, and he clicked wrong several times before poking his own.

The top microblog is a video posted by News.com, "Luan Dongyang, the leading businessman in Macau, recently broke out in a divorce scandal, which has aroused heated discussions among the masses. At present, the Supreme People's Court of Macau is handling the matter publicly. Please continue to pay attention to the follow-up reports."

All kinds of news media, down to the studio marketing account are frantically reposting this news, and someone put the video of their home rehearsal on the Internet.

In the video, Luan Dongyang walked step by step into the trap dug by Wei Nanfeng, confessed to the fact of infidelity and fighting for property in marriage, and boldly uttered remarks that violated the country's marriage laws. The wave is higher than the wave, and as the heat of the incident continues to ferment, it has triggered a battle between "straight male cancer" and "rural feminist cancer".

Under the first Weibo with the most comments, there was a reply, mixed with many expert theories and netizens' scolding, it seemed particularly fresh and refined, judging by the id, it should be a cute girl who eats melons.

Love to eat Xuemei Niang: "Let me tell you something weakly, the little brother in pink sweater in the video is so handsome~"

There were echoing voices from below, and some people even followed suit and formed a formation - begging for the portal.Soon, a hacker found Luan Zhou's Weibo along the ip, and found that he was actually a web blogger who would hate fans. The girls became even more excited, and spontaneously organized fans to unblock Weibo for him, and even swiped A bunch of comments "curse me a lot." The president is the one who started the crooked building——love to eat Xuemei Niang.

Luan Zhou rubbed his sore eye sockets, "Are all the girls shaking now..." However, seeing the words of encouragement on the screen and the sudden increase in the number of fans overnight, he began to tremble.

"In the end, I still couldn't rely on my talent to make me popular. This world depends on faces."

Wei Nanfeng didn't wait for him to say anything for a long time, he was so anxious that he lost his soul, lowered the backrest, crossed directly from the driver's seat to the back row, and hugged him into his arms.In fact, he received the news last night that the video was released by Dangqi Dangyu. He didn't expect the response to be so strong, and he didn't expect that the little comrade would be so stimulated by it.

It was the first time Luan Zhou cried like this at such an age, as if all kinds of grievances were pouring down, Wei Nanfeng ran down his back to comfort him, wishing he could tear up the three idiots of the party family, "Go back and pay for the end of the year!"

Tired after howling twice, Luan Zhou came out of Wei Nanfeng's arms, and held up his phone to Wei Nanfeng with his snot in his nose.

Wei Nanfeng took it carefully, and made a very reluctant smile: "Little comrade, be good, in fact, this couple often divorces, as children..."

Luan Zhou frowned, and interrupted him with a wave of his hand: "Why are you bringing this up? -Look, I'm on the trending search!!!"

Wei Nanfeng: "...Huh?"

The co-author cried because he hadn't been on the hot search in 800 years? !

Wei Nanfeng took a breath of turbid breath, stuck in his chest, and really wanted to drag the person in front of him onto his lap and give him a hard spanking.

"Your uncle! You scared me to death!"

There were still tears on Luan Zhou's face, and he smiled like a little cat, "I even posted on Weibo last year, saying that I was going to die in 80 or [-] years. It’s up! It’s still at the top of the list! Director Wei, you are really my lucky star!”

"Stay there!" Wei Nanfeng smashed the U-shaped pillow on his face, "If you scream so loudly, I'll take care of you! It's autumn, and the melons and fruits are ripe, so you should be more mature too, alas!"

Uncle Luan Zhou lay back, "I'm not mature anymore, don't watch so many fans, my image of aloofness will never collapse."

"It's almost collapsed into a basin, tsk, get up!" Wei Nanfeng rolled his eyes at him, sat back in the driver's seat, and threw back Luan Zhou's leg that had been extended to the middle of the front seat.

The four-wheeled big g on the slope was finally freed, and he couldn't wait to rush towards the top of the mountain. After Luan Zhou's toss, Wei Nanfeng's depression has dissipated a lot, and the entrance of the cemetery can be seen not far away. Rows of yellow and white chrysanthemums bloom sequentially.

When the car window was lowered, one could even smell the fragrance of flowers. Wei Nanfeng put one hand on the window sill, and the woman's sobs choked in her throat echoed in her ears again.

"It's been another year..."