Do you know that the person you like is me?

In the end, Jiang Zi still had wet clothes and went with Idiom Mo to pick up the stolen goods. It may be that the wet clothes were sticking to his body. Even though he took a hot bath later, he still sneezed several times.

Idiom Mo generously lent him his clothes, and handed him a bowl of warm ginger soup from the kitchen. Faced with such enthusiasm, Jiang Zi couldn't say that he hated it very much, even though they all had the last name " ginger".

Wearing the enemy's clothes, Jiang Zi still felt uneasy.My good friend Xiao Wen was not there, so I couldn’t find anyone to complain about, so I knocked on the door of Ah Lu’s room. Unexpectedly, it was Qin He, who was in the same room with Ah Lu, who opened the door. She turned sideways to let Jiang Zi in. Ah Lu was lying on the bed with a pale face.

Qin He was expressionless, and whispered from the side: "Ah Lu began to feel uncomfortable when she got out of the car, you should pay more attention to her." After she finished speaking, she left the room spontaneously.

Ah Lu stared at him with round eyes like a small hamster, leaning against the head of the bed, looking at him pitifully.

Ah Lu’s real name is Cheng Qingqing. I don’t know if it’s because I’ve watched too many Japanese dramas. I think the pronunciation of the Japanese name “Green” is very nice. It’s a rare girl’s heart. At first, I forced everyone to call her Midori, but later changed it to Ah. Green, just a little smoother.

She has always been lively and active, carefree and boyish, not as fragile and sensitive as most girls. Although she is petite and cute, both boys and girls are very popular, so Jiang Zi has never included Alu in her flirt before. army.Since the so-called relationship between the two, the way of getting along with each other is still the same as before, fighting and fighting like brothers. Except for the first two days when he held Ah Lu's hand, other further actions have no effect at all.

At this moment Ah Lu's delicate posture made him a little uncomfortable.

Jiang Zi hesitated, did not dare to sit down on the bed, but took a stool and sat beside the bed, and said, "Are you okay?"

Ah Lu obviously wanted to be coquettish and beg for hugs and comfort, and said, "My stomach hurts."

The straight man Jiang Zi was at a loss: "Then drink more hot water, may I pour some for you?"

Ah Lu's face turned from white to black: "...what I want is not hot water!"

Jiang Zi, who didn't know that he had committed a big taboo, was stunned, and it took a while to understand—Ah Lu was hurt by his aunt.

What should I do if my girlfriend has dysmenorrhea?Jiang Zi, who is still a novice in love, has no time to ask for help, so he can only rack his brains: "Then, then you have a good rest, and I will buy you that towel?"

Ah Lu, who was struggling for a while, couldn't hold back anymore: "Forget it, I'm prepared, please help me tell Fatty Jin that I can't go, you can go!"

Jiang Zi said, "Then I'm leaving?"

"……you go!"

Being kicked out of the room, Jiang Zi felt that Ah Lu seemed to be angry, but he didn't know where he was wrong, so after thinking about it, he had to pack a lunch for her and hand it to Qin He.I feel a little regretful in my heart, I thought I could continue to show affection today and stimulate Idiom Mo's little nerves, so I had to put it aside.

When he was about to set off in the afternoon, Idiot Mo noticed that there was no one following Jiang Zi, and asked, "Where is Ah Lu?"

Jiang Zi immediately became alert: "She, she was a little uncomfortable, so she stayed and rested, and she may have fallen asleep."

Idiom Mo nodded: "Then I won't go to see her, and I want to say that I have brought a lot of medicine that may be useful."

Jiang Zi said anxiously: "No need, no need, I will ask you for it if it is needed."

The idiom Mo Xiao: "You won't make her cry again, will you?"

Jiang Zidao: "Absolutely not, I assure the chairman."

He didn't know that he looked like a hen guarding its cubs, Mo smiled.

Seeing that this topic was brought up, Jiang Zi glanced at Idiom Mo's face, which was not angry because of it, and said cautiously: "I'm sorry, it was my mistake last time, I made the first move."

The idiom Mo seemed to understand his subtext, and stared at him with dark eyes, wondering what he was thinking, then turned his head and got a little closer, Jiang Zi felt his breath on his face: "It's nothing, I It was a little hot at the time.”

Jiang Zixiaoji nodded like pecking rice: "It's good that you don't mind."

The idiom Mo still smiled: "Do you think I have fought with you these two days? I don't care about these small things. Besides, it's just a fight. Next time let me fight back first."

Jiang Zi: "!!!"

Who stimulates who.

It is said that it is an outing to collect materials, but in fact it is no different from an outing.The president found the owner's father, who is also a forest ranger in this mountain area, to lead the way, and started walking up the mountain from the path he used to come from.Walk along these small hills and circle the lake to complete.

In an area here, it is clearly in the afternoon, but only the warm winter sun appears, and the breeze on the hills, on the contrary, is very comfortable.Everyone looked around in satisfaction. The photography club’s outing activities have always had a reward system. After this trip, it is a summary of appreciation. The work with the most votes will be exhibited as the representative work of the photography club for the next year. It will be posted on the school's official website.

Jiang Zi walked quietly at the end with the idiom Mo's SLR. When others walked forward, he just looked at the flowers and grass. When others stopped, he stopped at the end of the line to fish.

After a while, he left behind as he wished.

He doesn't want to follow a large group of people to take pictures of scenery that everyone has shot badly. The real beauty needs to be discovered. What kind of flowers can a group of people shoot together?Jiang Zi walked to the shore of the lake alone, and found that there was an old man fishing quietly sitting, his eyes fixed on the calm water at this time.Jiang Zi subconsciously picked up the camera and adjusted the focus slightly.

Sure enough, after a while, the buoy on the water trembled slightly, and the old man immediately pulled back the fishing rod vigorously.At the moment when the poor fish was forced out of the lake, Jiang Zi pressed the shutter and took a few shots.In the photo, the fish wags its tail uneasily, and the stern face of the old man who is twisting the string shows a slight smile as if a glacier has melted.

After carefully reviewing the photos, he was very satisfied.When he raised his head again, the old man found him, holding the fishing rod and staring at him warily.

Jiang Zi hurriedly said: "Grandpa, I'm sorry, I'm just a member of the photography club and I like taking pictures very much. I was curious when I saw you fishing just now, so I picked up the camera and took pictures involuntarily..."

But Jiang Zi said a lot, the old man just twisted his neck arrogantly, threw the little fish into the fish basket, and continued with his own business.Seeing that the old man twisted some fish food and stuck it to the small hook, he quickly threw it into the lake again.Even the sound was very soft, Jiang Zi didn't feel embarrassed, on the contrary, he was very relaxed. He lay on the grass and patted the distant mountain cloud trees from time to time.

Closing his eyes, in addition to his own breathing, Jiang Zi seemed to hear more sounds, like the slight movement of leaves, a crisp bird song from the opposite forest, and... shouts from far to near The voice seems to be the voice of the idiom Mo.

Jiang Zi followed the source of the sound and turned his head. On the hill not far away, there was a familiar figure walking down unhurriedly. The other party obviously saw Jiang Zi lying on the ground fishing, so he quickened his pace and listened. The other party's voice was getting louder and louder, and before he had time to remind, Idiom Mo had already run down.

"Jiang Zi!" Idiom Mo stopped in front of him panting, "Why are you falling behind?"

Jiang Zi was successfully found by him like this, a little unknown: "I..."

"Shh—you've quarreled with him."

The one who spoke suddenly was the old man who had always been unknown to the side.

Destroying the calm lake water, such a beautiful artistic conception is indeed completely destroyed.

The old man who was nearly eighty years old said this, putting his fingers on his pouty lips like a child. He has cloudy eyeballs, but his eyes are very clear.The two of them became quiet in an instant, and Idiom Mo didn't pant too much. Seeing the old man's strange grin, he actually bit his lower lip and smiled like a child: "Be good, fish, don't make noise."

"Grandpa, you..." The idiom Mo Mo on the side opened his mouth somehow, but it provoked a fierce response from the old man.

"It's said that you're quarreling with the fish!" The old man widened his eyes, as if he was about to get angry, "Don't talk! Let's play dumb games, whoever speaks will be a fool."

Then the old man hummed, turning his back as if indicating that the game had started, and quietly faced the lake again, staring at the float without saying a word.

Jiang Zi scratched his head, thinking that this grandpa might be the so-called dementia.But it was really embarrassing for the two of them to stand next to each other. He chattered idioms and didn't want to leave, but found that the other party was in a daze, sniffing vigorously, sniffing something constantly. Jiang Zi heard his mosquito-like Whispering: "This smell, I seem to have smelled it..."

Jiang Zi finally pulled him away: "It smells like an old man, my grandfather also has this stuffy smell, although I haven't seen him for a long time..."

The idiom Mo is still immersed: "No, I mean, it tastes the same as my grandma's 'death'..."

After hearing this, Jiang Zi turned around in surprise, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Idiom Mo didn't answer right away, and after walking for a while, he spoke again: "I'm serious, it's the smell like burning ashes, I also smelled it at that time."

Jiang Zi couldn't help but find it funny: "Then what do you mean, is that old man dying soon?"

The idiom Mo Shenyin: "The taste is the same, eight or nine are inseparable."

Jiang Zi rolled his eyes: "Then you said just now that I smell good, I'm going to die too."

The idiom is not serious: "The two tastes are different. You have the clear smell of green grass on your body, which is indeed very attractive."

Jiang Zi: "..."

What the hell is seduction.

"Then what, what about the others?"

The idiom Mo Dao: "I don't know, you took my camera away, so I'm looking for you everywhere."

Jiang Zi snorted, "You're lying to me, I've been alone for a long time, okay?"

The idiom Mo squinted at him: "Oh, you are looking forward to my coming to you."

Jiang Zi was horrified: "Fuck! No, nothing! That's not what I meant!"

No matter how you say it, it will change the taste.

The two chattered all the way, and finally returned to the hotel.Unexpectedly, the big troops had already returned, and from a distance, they saw a chubby figure standing at the gate. As soon as they approached, Jin Xin started to catch Jiang Zi and yelled: "Jiang Zi, you are messing with me again!"

Jiang Zi raised his hand in surrender: "I got lost by accident! That mountain forest is so big, isn't it normal to get lost? By the way, I'm back in good shape now."

Jin Xin snorted coldly: "Don't think that I will spare you if you do this, you will write this month's club report."

Jiang Zi wanted to cry but had no tears: "This is too cruel!"

Every month, each major club of the school has to submit an activity work report to the school youth league committee. This report is [-] words each time, and it must not contain repetitive words. And what is the effect of the club's positive activities this month? It can be called the club's ideological report-it's all because the secretary of the school league committee is too cruel.

Idiom Mo pursed his lips and snickered.

After Jin Xin gave the task, he raised his thick legs and ran.

Jiang Zi pouted a little dissatisfied, and entered the main hall of the hotel, but was surprised to find that the gentleman inside was on his back, as if he was busy in a mess.

Also joining in the fun were fellow social friends, Jiang Zitan stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It seems that an old man has gone to the owner's house."

elder?Hearing this word, Jiang Zi felt like something "ding" in his head.

At this time, the shopkeeper's woman also came out with an apologetic face: "I'm really sorry, my uncle just died of a heart attack. We are also very embarrassed, but I'm afraid there are not enough people in the store tonight, everyone can only solve the dinner by themselves Yes. If you don’t mind, there are still materials in the kitchen in the backyard, so I can only implore everyone to make do with it.”

After finishing speaking, the woman led the people behind to leave, but Jiang Zi ignored the noise around him and stopped him, saying anxiously, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry that your family has passed away."

Facing the woman's suspicious eyes, Jiang Zi took a deep breath: "But I want to ask, is your uncle Guigeng this year?"

Although she felt strange, the woman replied politely: "My uncle is 84 this year, he has no wife and children, and has been living with us." The woman's complexion also turned bad as she spoke, "It's strange to say, although the body It’s not very good, but I’m still fishing by the lake this afternoon, so how can I say it’s gone?” Tears flashed in the woman’s eyes, and Jiang Zi, who couldn’t say anything more, had to let her go, and his eyes met with a faint expression. The idiom Mo.

Jiang Zi turned away his unnatural gaze, clenched his fists and thought to himself: Idiom Mo's guess is a coincidence, and the death of the old man is just a coincidence!

The idiom approached his ear calmly: "I said it, it's almost the same."