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On New Year's Day, Zhu Shen and Zhong Heng turned off a lot of work and took a few days to go back to Nicheng.

I don't know who leaked the news, the two of them were surrounded by reporters and took pictures as soon as they got off the plane.

Since he didn't say hello beforehand, Zhong Heng didn't like everyone surrounding them like monkeys, pushed away the crowd with a sullen face, and walked away quickly with Zhu Shen.

The reporters hurriedly followed behind, and the flashing lights crackled for a while.

The two ran hand in hand in the crowded and busy airport, like a young couple on the run.Fortunately, Nicheng Airport made many twists and turns, and finally managed to throw the reporter away.

In an inconspicuous corner, Zhu Shen leaned against a pillar, out of breath from running.

"Want to drink water?" Zhong Heng took out a thermos cup from his bag and handed it to Zhu Shen.

Zhu Shen didn't want to drink water at first, but after seeing Zhong Heng's kindness, he still opened the thermos, and a very healthy smell came out of his nostrils.

He took a closer look and carefully identified the contents inside: "Red dates, wolfberries, American ginseng... there are also chrysanthemums?"

"I suspect that you are making sexual hints to me, and I already have sufficient evidence."

It's a good one to complement the shape.

Zhong Heng reacted belatedly, turned his head away unnaturally, and said softly: "Drink, don't make trouble."

Looking at Zhong Heng's serious expression, Zhu Shen couldn't help feeling amused.He had never drank this stuff in the past 25 years, but because of the firm gaze of the other party, he could only take a sip to save face.

Seeing that he drank, Zhong Heng frowned a little, and he didn't know when he was so regretful of his life, and wanted to spend a day with Zhu Shen in this vast world.

Seeing that there seemed to be a figure flashing behind Zhu Shen, Zhong Heng fixed his gaze and found that a reporter was secretly filming them from behind.He raised his eyes to warn, but he didn't know that the reporter was a failure, he was frightened by his gaze, and fell down with his head up.

There was a loud bang.

Zhu Shen and Zhong Heng looked at each other, then walked towards the reporter.

"There's no need to give such a big gift if it's a big Chinese New Year." Zhu Shen handed the reporter a pack of paper, motioning him to pat the dust off his body.

After receiving the tissue, the reporter's face turned red instantly, he got up and said in a low voice, "Thank you, thank you..."

Zhu Shen was amusing to see his reaction, he even chased him to the airport blatantly, but he was still clumsy and shy like a new boy.

"I'm curious about a question. We obviously haven't told anyone about our itinerary. How did you come here?"

The reporter pushed up his glasses, rubbed his red hands, and said embarrassedly: "I know others well...but I'm because I saw your last interview—Reporter Xu Min asked you what you want most in the New Year. what did you do?"

After he reminded, Zhu Shen suddenly realized that this was the news he had leaked.

At that time, the reporter asked him what he wanted to do most in the new year, and he answered "Zhong Heng" without thinking, and Zhong Heng looked at him quietly: "What?"

Zhu Shen immediately changed his tune: "Go back to Ni City with Zhong Heng to post Spring Festival couplets!"

The reporter probably wrote this sentence in the newspaper. No wonder there are so many reporters rushing to the airport to wait for interviews on New Year's Day.

"Let's go." Zhong Heng took Zhu Shen's hand, trying to take him away from here.

As soon as Zhu Shen turned around, he heard a reporter behind them asking, "Can I ask you a question?" His voice became more earnest: "Please, just ask me a question!"

Zhu Shen turned his head, "Ask."

The reporter flipped through the notepad, and many questions flashed through his mind, but because of Zhong Heng's wink, he didn't dare to ask casually, so he found a well-regulated question and asked: "Can you please use one word to describe each other?" ?”

The two were slightly startled, which is very interesting.

They looked at each other, as if they really wanted to know how they were in each other's mind.

After a pause, Qiqi said:

"Bandits." Zhong Heng said.

"Bored." Zhu Shen said.

After speaking, he was startled again.

The reporter rubbed his hands together, and asked in a particularly embarrassing manner, "Can you two...give me an explanation?"

Zhu Shen smiled, held Zhong Heng's hand tightly, and said to the reporter, "I want to go."

The two left the airport without looking back. The reporter looked at their matching backs and kept scratching their heads.

Arriving at Zhong Heng's grandmother's house by boat, Zhu Shen looked at the wedding couplet Zhong Heng posted last year, as if it had been a lifetime away.

"Zhilan is luxuriant for thousands of years, Qin Sele is for a hundred years." He couldn't help but read along softly.

Zhong Heng's heart felt numb, as if something had returned to its original place.

After going around and around, finally, I came back here.

This is the second time for Zhu Shen to come here, and it seems that he has made new discoveries, for example, the handwriting of this marriage couplet does not look like Zhong Heng's.Putting his hand up and touching the pen on it, Zhu Shen asked softly, "Is this written in your grandma's handwriting?"

Zhong Heng raised his head abruptly, met Shang Zhushen's eyes, "Yes."

Turn the key and the door opens.

Zhu Shen felt sore. At this time last year, Zhong Heng was imitating the handwriting of his elders to send blessings to their marriage, but he was full of thoughts on how to exploit the loopholes in their marriage and how to leave effortlessly.

After entering the door, Zhu Shen hugged Zhong Heng from behind, and asked in a choked voice, "At that time... how did you feel?"

"I'm thinking—" Zhong Heng turned around, kissed Zhu Shen's eyebrows, and moved away slightly, his eyebrows were gentle: "It would be great if you could come."

"And now that you're here, I have nothing more to ask for."

Zhu Shen couldn't stop laughing, and followed Zhong Heng to the kitchen to boil water.

When I turned around, I found that there was an LCD color TV hanging on the wall, and I couldn't help laughing at this person, always taking his words to heart.

I don't know what kind of mood he was in when he installed the color TV here. Was he thinking that one day, he could be here with himself, like an ordinary couple watching TV together after dinner?

It's boring, it's boring.

A heart is blocked, waiting for someone to dig it.

It doesn't matter, Zhu Shen likes to dig into Zhong Heng's thoughts, and he always enjoys it.

Seeing that Zhong Heng was boiling water, and Zhu Shen was not empty, he took out two cups from the cupboard, washed them, and took out a can of Qingya tea leaves, put them into the cups respectively, and turned to Zhong Heng. smile.

Zhong Heng looked at him very skillfully, and something flickered in his eyes.

It seems that this is really their home.

The two stood quietly by the stove, waiting for the pot of water to boil.

Zhu Shen suddenly remembered the interview at the airport and asked Zhong Heng: "Why did you say I was a 'bandit' at that time?"

A slight smile suddenly appeared on Zhong Heng's face, and he sighed resignedly: "Because you always get away with it."

Zhu Shen was startled: "What?"

Just as I was about to ask further questions, I saw the lid of the pot dancing due to the steam, and the kettle was bubbling and bubbling.

The water is on.

Zhong Heng skillfully brewed two cups of green bud tea, and brought them to the coffee table in the living room on a tray.

Turning his head, he saw Zhu Shen aggrievedly talking to his grandmother's photo: "Grandma, Zhong Heng said me!"

Zhong Heng walked over helplessly, "Grandma, I don't have any."

"He said I was a bandit! A bandit's bandit!" Zhu Shen raised his voice and complained.

Zhong Heng smiled.

Isn't it bandits?Over the years, it has been in his heart to act recklessly, take advantage of beauty to commit crimes, and stir up trouble, but he can't do anything about it.

"You're still laughing!" Zhu Shen squeezed his hand, glared at him, and continued to say to grandma: "Grandma, you heard me, Zhong Heng is bullying me!"

What a bandit.

He messed around, beat him up, and acted recklessly, but what can he do, he loves this bandit.

Zhong Heng didn't argue with him, and pulled him towards the sofa: "Have some tea, drink it while it's hot."

Zhu Shen bowed to his grandmother with a smile, and said to her in his unproficient Nicheng dialect: "Grandma, don't worry, now this boring gourd is in my hands, and I will treat him well."

"Oh!" He yelled at Zhong Heng: "It's all your fault that I'm a bandit, I'm talking like a quack now, what 'in my hands', shame on me."

Zhu Shen turned to his grandmother again and said, "Don't blame me, don't blame me."

The voice was soft and melodious, like a small boat, sailing across Zhong Heng's heart, making ripples that were hard to dissipate.

Zhong Heng couldn't help asking: "When did you learn Nicheng dialect?"

Holding the teacup, Zhu Shen asked back, "When did you think I looked like a bandit?"

Zhong Heng blew hot tea for him, "No soil."

Zhu Shen: "..."

If you are not native, you are also a bandit!

But there is always one person who has to admit defeat first.

"We met for the first time." Zhong Heng said.

Zhu Shenhao recalled what he said to Zhong Heng when they met for the first time...

It seems that they want to cover him?

It seems to tell him to wait for me obediently in the future?

——So since then, his impression in Zhong Heng's heart has been so social?

Then he... Then he obviously put a Band-Aid on Zhong Heng and invited him to eat cake, why didn't this person remember something!

"Okay, I'm a bandit, how about it." After taking a sip of tea, Zhu Shen lay sprawled on the sofa and began to play rogue, "Anyway, don't you just like bandits?"

This time Zhong Heng didn't deny it, he pursed his lips, and replied deeply: "Yes."

That's fine, so what if he bears a little notoriety.

"I watch the programs of the local station in Nicheng every night, and then... I can speak a little bit." Zhu Shen lowered his head, his cheeks were slightly flushed, and he looked ashamed.

After a pause, he coughed lightly, "I have one more thing to say."

Zhong Heng stared at him deeply.

"You, Wen En." Zhu Shen whispered, "You are so cunning, you wanted to tell me this the other day, right?"

Zhong Heng laughed: "Yes."

Zhu Shen rolled his eyes: "It's okay to say it now."

"You, Wen En." Zhong Heng's ears were also a little red.

The two were still calm and suppressed, and after a while they looked at each other and giggled.

Zhu Shen smiled and leaned on Zhong Heng's shoulder, as if he had no bones. After swiping his phone for a while, he found his name on the homepage of Weibo.

He secretly lamented that the reporter was really efficient. In just a few hours, people all over the country knew that Zhong Heng was bored, and he wished him the best of luck.

Zhu Shen took the time to look back at his past, and it really seemed that he was relying on a little petting to make trouble, saying that he was a bandit, and he was not wronged.

The comments below are positive, negative, and more sour.

Some people were worried that Zhu Shen would be at a disadvantage because he couldn't get along with Zhong Heng's temperament, and some people were worried that Zhong Heng would be at a disadvantage because he had such an uneasy partner.

Zhu Shen just smiled lightly at this, and didn't care much.

"Do you know what the bandits in the past had to do first if they wanted to enter the green forest?" Zhu Shen looked up at Zhong Heng, and suddenly hugged him.

Zhong Heng put down his teacup, smiled at Zhu Shen, and motioned for him to continue.

Zhu Shen told Zhong Heng: "They want to sign a document, which means that their wealth and life will be handed over to you. It is their nomination certificate. If they want to get rid of the nomination certificate, the only way is to accept the government's offer."

Zhong Heng kissed Zhu Shen lightly, as if he knew what he was going to say.

I saw Zhu Shen quickly typed a line of words on the phone with his fingers, and forwarded that Weibo.

"Like is my vote, and I am willing to be recruited by you."

As soon as he lost the phone, he kissed Zhong Heng's lips.

Zhong Heng didn't move at all, he just sat on the sofa with his head up and messed around, eyes full of doting.

I am a bandit, I voted for you, and I voted for you.

All my wealth and life are given to you, and you are mine.

Only mine.

The author has something to say: -End of the full text-

The extra episode is coming to an end for the time being, I have to open the document non-stop to make up my homework hhhh

If I still think of something to write in the future, I will post it on Weibo.

I love you three thousand times, and I wish you all an early year with balance and deepness

I am very glad that you can accompany me to this place, see mua in the next book~