Marry for a long time

Night is coming, and there is still light snow in the sky.

The streets are full of strong festive atmosphere, Christmas trees can be seen everywhere, stickers of Santa Claus and elk are pasted on the windows and doors of shops, and lively Christmas songs are played from time to time, making it very lively.

The weather is still very cold, but it can't resist people's love for the festival, and most of the passers-by on the road are full of smiles.

Lin Zhifei regretted not adding an extra cotton vest. He wandered on the main road, his face stiffened by the cold wind. He took out his right hand from his pocket, rubbed his face silently, and raised his head to ask the people beside him: "Brother Tong, let's directly How about going to the movies? It's too cold, I can't stand it."

Lu Mintong's gaze shifted from the bustling shops nearby to Lin Zhifei's face, stayed for a moment, and muttered, "Okay."

The theater has heating, Lin Zhifei felt alive again as soon as he entered.

The Christmas theater was full, and there was no room left in the waiting area, so the two stood against the wall.

He smiled at Lu Mintong and said loudly, "It's so warm and much more comfortable!"

Lu Mintong glanced at him indifferently, his dark eyes were softened by the dazzling light of the crystal lamp in the hall, but his tone was as cold and tough as ever: "Don't you often go to exercise with the old man? Why are you still so weak. Put your bag on Give me."

"I can't help it, my congenital condition is bad, I was born prematurely." Lin Zhifei handed Lu Mintong his backpack for no apparent reason, and added while talking, "But I'm just afraid of cold and heat, and everything else is fine, I haven't given birth yet. What kind of serious illness, you see, he cut his gallbladder and appendix for money, and he didn't listen to me telling him to exercise, hey."

Lu Mintong directly held the bag in his hand, and snorted coldly when he heard this: "People look much healthier than you."

Lin Zhifei was a little unconvinced, and retorted: "I look very healthy too, okay? You see, my fingernails have crescent white. Aunt Shen said that crescent white on my nails means that I am in good health..." After a pause, The voice suddenly became quieter, he hesitated for a few seconds before mustering up the courage to ask: "Do you have it?"

Lu Mintong raised his right hand directly in front of his eyes without saying a word, raised his chin slightly, and signaled him to look for himself.

Lin Zhifei looked flattered at the hand in front of him that he had admired for a long time, and he didn't have the nerve to grab his hand, so he lowered his eyes and observed carefully.

Looking at it from a close distance, I feel that Lu Mintong's hands are really handsome, full of the sense of strength of a man ready to go. If you put these hands on the Internet, the majority of netizens will definitely...just look at the hands and think that he must be handsome.

The gaze moved up and landed on the neatly manicured nails, with only three months of white teeth on one hand.

Lin Zhifei couldn't help muttering: "Brother Tong, you are not as healthy as me...you are not as healthy as me."

After saying that, the hand in front of him suddenly turned, and he stretched out his index finger and tapped his forehead. This action caught him off guard, and he was in a daze for two seconds, looking at Lu Mintong with a little confusion.

Lu Mintong withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, raised his eyes to look at the food area lined up with long lines, and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Lin Zhifei shook his head, pouted his mouth to signal him to look at his backpack, and said, "I have biscuits made by my mother, and warm water, all in the bag, so you don't need to buy anything else."

Most of the people who come from the food area have an elk card on their heads or in their hands. It is probably because the theater is doing activities on Christmas Day, and the elk card will be given to the purchase of more than the amount of food.

Lu Mintong glanced at the hairpins on top of the passers-by, with antlers on each side, quite cute.

He pondered for a while, left a sentence and walked straight to the food area, "I'm going to buy water."

Lin Zhifei called to him: "I have brought you—" There are two vacuum flasks in the bag...

However, Lu Mintong ignored him at all.

Lin Zhifei sighed helplessly, and stood in the corner silently waiting for him to come back.

After a long time, Lu Mintong came back, put the pile of snacks in Sailin Zhifei's bag, took an elk hairpin in his hand, walked up to the other party, and put the hairpin on his head while he was not paying attention.

Lin Zhifei was thinking about the plot outline of the next comic with his head down, when the sides of his head tightened suddenly, he raised his head in doubt, and touched the top of his head with his hand, "What is this?"

Lu Mintong wrote lightly: "A small gift from the cinema."

Lin Zhifei took off the elk hairpin and looked at it, his expression changed instantly: "I don't want to wear this..."

"Everyone wears it, it's very festive." Lu Mintong's tone remained the same, "Don't be shy, just wear it."

Lin Zhifei looked around and found that many people had this hairpin on their heads. He pursed his lips and thought about it for a while, and he also felt that the two antlers on the top of the festival were nothing, so he put them on his head silently.

Lu Mintong helped him adjust the location of the elk card.

Lin Zhifei took out his mobile phone and looked left and right at the mobile phone to see if it would be strange for him to wear this.

Lu Mintong stared at him, with a smile on his lips: "It's very suitable for you." After a pause, he couldn't help but raise his hand and pinch the antlers on his head, and said with a deep smile, "Little elk."

This title.

elk...

Lin Zhifei almost shook his hands and almost dropped his phone on the ground.

The bases of his ears were quietly burning red, and he was so ashamed by the nickname that he didn't know how to react. He subconsciously turned on the phone to divert his attention, but when the phone turned on, a photo of Lu Mintong cooking appeared on the screen, and he felt even more ashamed after a meal.

Lu Mintong's deep but extremely satisfied laughter came from his ear, obviously he also noticed the wallpaper on his phone.

Lin Zhifei was so ashamed that he just wanted to dig into the ground. Why is he so obedient... As soon as someone said to set it as a wallpaper, he obediently set it up... Now when I turn on the phone, I see the other person's profile, it's just... I don't want to play in the future The phone is gone.

When the movie was about to start, Lin Zhifei finally calmed down.

Lu Mintong patted his head lightly, with a slight smile in his clean and clear voice, "Let's go, elk."

Lin Zhifei held the movie ticket, his legs almost went limp.

After watching the movie, the two came out of the shopping mall building, facing the warm embrace of the cold wind.

Lin Zhi quickly vomited, and had been eating and eating while watching the movie. Now that he was blown by the cold wind, he immediately took a deep breath, wrapped his clothes tightly and covered his stomach, and exhaled white mist when he spoke: "Brother Tong, come again!" Going home after a while?"

Lu Mintong asked, "Want to go back?"

"A little bit." Lin Zhifei glanced at the pedestrians beside him, and thought of the elk hairpin above his head, he suddenly felt a little unnatural, he cleared his throat, ignored the things on his head, and said, "It's too cold, I want to get under the bed rest."

Lu Mintong pondered for a while: "Okay, how about going home before ten o'clock?"

"Okay."

Lin Zhifei rolled his eyes and smiled, he wanted to soak his feet to warm up his body when he got home.

The street is still very lively, there are many pedestrians, and they are all celebrating Christmas, but Santa Claus is distributing leaflets.

Lin Zhifei took the flyer, it was a newly opened cosmetics store, because the new opening offers a lot of discounts, and the store is not far away.

Santa Claus said with a smile: "There is an activity in the store, please go and have a look."

Lin Zhifei wanted to buy skin care products for his mother, so he looked up at Lu Mintong and asked, "Shall we go to this store?"

Lu Mintong glanced at the flyer in his hand with lowered eyes, and said expressionlessly, "Go."

The newly opened cosmetics store is full of people playing games.

Lin Zhifei didn't take a closer look, and ran into the store directly, declined the help of the clerk, and went to find the skin care products her mother used to from memory.

Lu Mintong followed behind, glanced at the bottles and cans on the shelf, and picked up a bottle, which was written in Japanese. He couldn't help frowning, and turned to ask Lin Zhifei: "What is this for?"

Lin Zhifei paused to search, turned his head to glance, and explained: "This is toner, it is applied on the face, it is refreshing and moisturizing."

Lu Min said "Well", put the toner back to its original position, saw the other party bent over looking for something, and asked, "What are you looking for?"

"Looking for XXX lotion."

Lu Mintong frowned even deeper: "What's lotion? Make-up after you wipe it on?"

Lin Zhifei burst into laughter, his voice trembling with laughter: "No... lotion will not automatically help people make up, it is just moisturizing."

After he finished speaking, he searched for another column and still couldn't find it, so he couldn't help but muttered: "Why can't I find it, can't this store not exist?"

After the same meal, Lu Min picked up the bottle of toner just now: "This won't work? It's all water."

"..."

Lin Zhifei almost laughed stupidly, he didn't dare to laugh, tried his best to suppress his voice, and laughed silently, the corners of his mouth hurt a little.

After searching for a while and finally finding everything, Lin Zhifei went to check out, walked out of the store and casually glanced at the crowd next to him, and was immediately attracted.

Lu Mintong raised his eyelids and took a look. Seeing that it was a very common idiom guessing game, he looked away without much interest. Just as he was about to leave, he heard Lin Zhifei excitedly ask the girls onlookers: "What reward do you get for winning?"

"No.1 rewards 1000 yuan in cash, No.2 five hundred, and No.3 one hundred."

Lin Zhifei's eyes lit up, his eyes were full of money, he turned to look at Lu Mintong with great interest: "Brother Tong, I want to play."

This game is two people's cooperation, one gesture and one idiom guessing, it is considered an outdated game.

Lu Mintong was silent for a few seconds, and when he spoke again, there was a hint of imperceptible helplessness in his voice: "Let's play."

When it was their turn to play, Lin Zhifei gestured, and Lu Min guessed the idioms together.

Lin Zhifei has good body language, and Lu Mintong has enough vocabulary. The two have cultivated a lot of tacit understanding in the 20 years of getting along, and they can quickly guess idioms within a limited time.

The others were a little stunned. Seeing that they guessed more and more idioms correctly, they were almost approaching No.1.

Lin Zhifei was slightly distracted listening to the clerk's report, and couldn't help but bend his eyes triumphantly, and smiled at Lu Mintong opposite.

Lu Mintong remained expressionless, ignoring the other party's smile.

When the game time was over, they waited for another group of people to play, and the clerk ranked the number of correct idioms guessed by each group and announced that they were No.1.

Lin Zhifei took a handful of cute banknotes, and couldn't hold back the turmoil in his heart anymore. He ran to the side of the shop to look for Lu Mintong, and was so excited that he couldn't coherently say, "Brother, the banknotes are falling from the sky. Thank you Santa Claus for guiding me here!"

Lu Mintong saw that the other party smiled contentedly and rolled his eyes, his emotions were a little infected. He raised his hand to touch the antlers on his head, and a smile spread out from the bottom of his eyes.

Lin Zhifei won the grand prize for the first time. He was not very lucky. He had never won a prize. Now he was holding 1000 yuan in his hand. He threw himself into Lu Mintong's arms excitedly, "Great! Why is my life like this?" OK!"

Lu Mintong responded with a low smile, and put his arms around his waist.

Lin Zhifei raised his head to look at him, his eyes sparkling: "Brother Tong, the two of us worked together, and five hundred each is just right."

The way the other party is happy and excited is really cute.

Lu Min shook his head, lowered his head, and kissed his lips.