Boyfriend doesn't talk to me

After listening to the general idea, the tour guide asked in surprise, "Do you still have a son?"

Zhao Yufeng didn't say anything: "Well, I raised two, but they were too young to bring them out."

The tour guide lowered his voice: "You bought it?"

The eldest bought it, and the second was a trap. Zhao Yufeng suppressed a smile: "It cost a few dollars."

"How much money can buy a child?"

He Xiangyao said without changing expression and heartbeat: "The adopted one just spent a few dollars during the formalities."

The tour guide is thoughtful.

The few people were talking without paying attention to their feet. Zhao Yufeng felt something wrong with the touch. Before he could lift his feet, the snake quickly jumped into the cracks between the stone walls.

He was staggered and fell into Boss He's arms. After a long time, he came back to his senses and cried, "Did I step on a snake?"

The tour guide was not surprised: "In the mountains, there are many things, and it is normal to step on one."

Normal fart, Zhao Yufeng can still recall that soft touch, and he feels a little scared: "What if it bites me?"

"You are such a big one, and it can't eat it. Why bite you?" He Xiangyao put his arms around him, and took out a tissue to wipe the tears from the little model's eyes: "You are afraid of snakes, but it is still afraid of you."

The tour guide echoed: "Snakes are the most afraid of life. If you don't mess with them, they almost never bite. I have lived for decades and stepped on them countless times, but I have never been bitten."

Zhao Yufeng was very cowardly: "It is often reported on TV that someone was bitten somewhere."

"The kind usually catch snakes by themselves and get bitten, and they can't blame others."

Zhao Yufeng was still afraid, and refused to leave by himself, insisting on congratulating the boss.

He Xiangyao also let him go, bent down and carried him on his back: "Little mouse."

Zhao Yufeng hugged Boss He's neck and shivered: "Don't say that, snakes eat mice."

He Xiangyao was strangled until he couldn't breathe: "Honey, relax."

Zhao Yufeng strangled again: "Are you still screaming?"

He Xiangyao: "..."

After that, they didn't encounter any small animals that they shouldn't have encountered. After passing through a line of sky, the group of people suddenly saw a bright light.

Outside the exit is a stone platform of about two square meters. There are some stone pillars standing on the edge of the stone platform. Each pillar is about half a meter apart and connected by finger-thick iron chains.

Zhao Yufeng looked along the iron chain and found a small road on the left mountain wall. The road was so narrow that only one person could pass through it. Fortunately, there were stone pillars and iron chains blocking the roadside, so it didn't look dangerous.

The iron chain was stained with rust, and the stone pillars were covered with yellow rusty water. Bodyguard B touched it, and the surface of the iron chain was crisp: "When was this repaired?"

The tour guide sat on the bluestone next to him: "I don't know. My grandfather said he had it when he was young. Follow this path and there is a quite large temple inside. There are no monks in the temple. There were no monks here before. During development, people often went up the mountain to catch snakes and pheasants, and lived inside before they could go down the mountain.”

Zhao Yufeng became interested: "Come on, let's go in and have a look."

The road was too narrow, and there was no way to carry the luggage. Bodyguards A, B, and C simply put the luggage on the stone platform, fearing that it would not be safe, and turned out the ropes in the luggage, and the six of them were tied into a string.

The tour guide led the way. It seemed that he was also one of the former snake catchers and pheasant catchers. He was very familiar with this section of the road.

Zhao Yufeng walked cautiously, with his back completely attached to the mountain wall. He sneaked a glance down and felt dizzy immediately. If he fell from such a height, he would turn into a meat paste without making a sound, and he immediately regretted it stand up.

Seeing that the little model was scared, He Xiangyao grabbed his hand comfortingly: "So many people have passed by, it's okay."

Zhao Yufeng said in a super low voice: "Boss, I'm too tall, and my legs are weak. From now on, let's stay at home and not go anywhere, okay?"

"Okay, listen to you."

After walking tremblingly for seven or eight minutes, bypassing an arc-shaped mountain wall, several people finally arrived at their destination. The temple is located on a huge suspended stone platform, with endless mountains behind it.

Zhao Yufeng rubbed his arms: "The monk who lived here before was really brave, and he wasn't afraid of falling in the middle of the night."

He Xiangyao bent down to help him untie the rope: "I've lived for hundreds of years, so I'm used to it."

"That's scary too. It's human nature to be afraid of heights."

The bodyguard was silent for a long time: "Maybe they will do light work, don't they all play eighteen bronze figures on TV?"

Zhao Yufeng thought it made sense: "It would be amazing if we could find some martial arts cheats."

Listening to the whims of these young people, the tour guide thought they might as well wash their faces and go to bed early: "Do you want to go in?"

It was hard to come here, and he had to go in no matter what, Zhao Yufeng was curious and cowardly, and walked in with Boss He tightly on his arm.

Unexpectedly, the temple is not dirty, the weeds inside have been removed, and there are no cobwebs in the corners. Only the mottled and faded murals and statues can see the traces of time.

Bodyguard A looked around: "Old man, there are still people living here."

The tour guide turned his face away: "What nonsense, it was deserted 800 years ago."

The two bodyguards, Brother B, put their arms around the tour guide's shoulders: "Don't pretend, we won't report you for going up the mountain to catch game."

The words are so clear, it’s meaningless to pretend anymore, the tour guide sat on the tattered futon, took a puff of pipe tobacco: “Isn’t it just to save money for my son to marry a wife, it’s not easy to go up the mountain to catch some game, there used to be a lot of pheasants in the mountains , everyone was arresting them, and then the fewer arrests attracted the attention of the government, and no one dared to arrest them.”

"Then what are you grabbing now?"

"Catch a snake. That stuff is expensive. Restaurants everywhere charge it. I heard that rich people like to eat that kind of stuff."

Zhao Yufeng glanced at Boss He.

He Xiangyao: "..." If the rich don't take the blame, the idiots will live long enough to eat wild snakes, which have so many parasites.

The tour guide took a rest smoking a cigarette and stopped talking about this topic. Zhao Yufeng dragged Boss He upstairs. The wooden stairs were in disrepair for a long time, and they creaked when stepped on.

The second floor is very low, the floor and walls are all made of solid wood, and there is a weather-beaten statue on the balcony. Zhao Yufeng couldn't recognize what kind of Bodhisattva it was, so he folded his hands and bowed.

He Xiangyao followed suit, he didn't believe this, but asked for comfort in his heart.

There is no need to continue exploring the places that can be seen at a glance. Zhao Yufeng went downstairs without interest after scanning around.

As the sun sets, the clouds all over the sky are dyed orange red, and the black mountain peaks meet the afterglow of the setting sun, and are coated with a soft halo.

Bodyguards A, B, and C were all busy taking pictures, and Zhao Yufeng also joined in the fun: "Take a picture of me and the boss."

He Xiangyao's eyes were full of smiles, seeing the little model running over panting, and catching him with open arms.

Zhao Yufeng raised his head: "Boss, take pictures, take pictures."

"it is good."

He Xiangyao had his hands in his pockets, and Zhao Yufeng was hugging his arm like a bird, with a handsome face.

The tour guide is used to seeing these scenes, so he doesn't think it's unusual anymore. He smoked a pipe and watched this group of young people messing about. Everyone won't be young for a long time. It's good to make more noise while you can.

Zhao Yufeng first took a photo with Boss He in his arms at the entrance of the temple, and then stood on the edge of the stone platform: "Xiao Jia, I'm holding my hand up, see if you can find an angle to take a picture of me dragging the sun."

Bodyguard A gestured an ok gesture and directed the two of them to move their positions with the camera.

Bodyguard C ran to the side to look around, and he found a stone tablet engraved with words beside the temple. The ancients also liked to engrave characters when they went to scenic spots..."

The air suddenly froze, and the sound of cracking stones became louder and louder. Zhao Yufeng wanted to take a step forward in confusion, but couldn't restrain himself from falling back. He Xiangyao hugged him reflexively, and the two exclaimed in succession. It fell down before it was too late.

Bodyguard C's eyes widened to the limit, his pupils constricted: it's over.

He knew very well that if something happened to the boss, everyone present today would have to be buried with him.

Bodyguard B ran over limply, and lay down on the edge of the stone platform. After a long time, he managed to utter a word: "Brother, the boss is still alive, right?"

"I don't know", the blood on Bodyguard A's face faded away, but at least he still had a little reason left. He first called Father He to explain the situation, and then called the police station.

Mother He fainted on the spot. She was just such an only child, who had worked so hard to raise her, and died before she could get married and start a new family.

Father He sat down on the chair, swallowed two quick-acting heart-rescue pills, and then dialed his friend's phone number. The local police station was under pressure and came very quickly, along with more than [-] search and rescue planes.

Zhao Yufeng was still conscious, he was protected by He Xiangyao in his arms, and he was hardly injured, but He Xiangyao knocked his head and passed out.

They landed on a branch of a tree. Below was an abyss, above was falling gravel. There was no point of support around them. The fear of nowhere to escape enveloped Zhao Yufeng.

He didn't dare to move, the branch was hit so broken that it couldn't bear the two of them at all, the crack became bigger every time he moved, he hugged He Xiangyao tightly: "I'm so scared, wake up quickly, okay? "

The dark brown bark was cracked, revealing the white trunk inside, Zhao Yufeng stared at the crack with perfect eyes: "Boss, I won't push you down, don't worry, I'm meaningless to live alone, you If I die, I won't be a widow anymore, and when it breaks, we will fall together."

He Xiangyao closed his eyes tightly, the massive loss of blood caused his body temperature to drain rapidly, Zhao Yufeng didn't know what to do, the continuous tears blurred his vision, this feeling of not knowing when he would die was really terrible.

"I was wrong. I can't bear to let you die. What happened today is all my fault. If I hadn't dragged you to take pictures, there would be no accidents. Don't blame me, okay?" Zhao Yufeng finally couldn't restrain himself Crying loudly, he kissed He Xiangyao's blood-stained cheek: "Boss, you are more fortunate than me. You will definitely be able to wait for the rescue. Remember to come and worship me during the New Year and holidays. I am most afraid of being alone."

Zhao Yufeng thought a lot, his beef jerky business has not yet developed, his eldest son and younger son are still waiting for him at home, and the male god has not heard him admit his mistake.

Unfortunately, there will be no chance in the future.

He was really too scared. A person silently rotted into bones in this deep mountain forest and disappeared into the dust. Maybe the male god remembered him in the first few years, but after a few years, no matter how many feelings he had, his feelings faded away. At that time, the male god There will be new people around the god, countless Li Yufeng and Zhang Yufeng will appear in the future life of the male god.

As long as he thought of such a scene, Zhao Yufeng felt a piercing pain. He glanced down, gently pushed He Xiangyao into the branch, and fell back with his eyes closed.

He listened to the whistling wind in his ears, felt his body keep falling, trembling with fear, silently made a mouth shape: You must live well.