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The two left the beach and went back to the parking lot. It was inconvenient to place candles just now. Baozhan returned the suit to Kuangzheng. Before getting into the car, Kuangzheng handed over the suit again.Baochan continued habitually, sat in the co-pilot, and the back of his hand touched the warm lining, as if it was burning, and curled up his fingers quickly.

"Brother," he handed over the suit, "no need."

"Why?" Kuang Zheng started the car, but didn't pick it up.

Baochan said softly, "I'm not cold."

Kuang Zheng glanced at him, put in gear, and slowly turned out of the parking lot: "It's not cold, just put it on."

Baochan didn't insist anymore, took back the suits, folded them on his lap, Kuangzheng saw it out of the corner of his eye, and was a little annoyed: "What's wrong with you?"

Baochan looked out the window and shook his head.

Kuangzheng knew it all in his heart, because the boy who proposed marriage said, "I wish you happiness too", the word "also" is intriguing.

"I said," this matter is a bit embarrassing, he pondered how to word it, "Let's live our own lives and don't care about others."

"People live in a crowd, how can they not care about it?" Baochan still looked out of the window, "If they really could not care about it, everyone would become a saint."

"Then you also care about something meaningful," Kuang Zheng joked, "like me."

Baochan's reaction was very cold: "Can you please stop saying such things."

"What are you talking about?" Kuang Zheng's smile narrowed, and his voice sank.

Baochan didn't make a sound. After a long time, he turned his head and lowered his head: "This is the second time."

Kuang Zheng frowned, staring at the dark road ahead.

"The last time the pigeons were burned in the loess mud, the police came." Baochan's voice was muffled, as if he couldn't speak. "Once, it's over with a smile, and twice, it shows that we... are really misleading."

Kuang Zheng felt that he was unreasonable: "Are you?" He was a bit questioning, "I'll ask you, are you?"

Of course not.

"It's not that you care what others say," Kuang Zheng slapped his horn on the opposite side of the car, "You're not, why are you guilty, let them say what they say!"

"You can be free and easy, but I can't!" Baochan was also excited, his eyelids and ears were slightly red, "You think we are together, which one do they think is a woman!"

Kuang Zheng was dumbfounded. Last time when he was burning pigeons, the golden chain pointed at Bao Zhan and called him "Second Chair".

"Don't talk about it brother," Baochan interrupted him, "it's not a good thing."

His way of dealing with things that do not see evil and do not speak evil made Kuang Zheng very depressed.

"This kind of embarrassing thing," Baochan muttered, "dirty mouth."

"What's dirty? Where's dirty!" Kuang Zheng became furious, "Don't say we're not, so what if we are, same-sex marriage is legal in the Netherlands and Belgium, and you're still arguing with me because of this!"

It was the first time that Baochan heard that two men could get married, and his eyes were straightened: "Foreigners, only foreigners can do such extraordinary things!" chaos!"

What a singer, "Okay, I won't quarrel with you," Kuang Zheng raised his hand, "We don't understand!"

He stopped talking, and the closed car was quiet, only the sound of the night wind blowing through the body, and the humming of the engine. It was a pleasant night, Baochan thought, and let himself screw it up.

Kuangzheng secretly looked at him, calmed down and sighed: "I promise, I will not do anything that will be misunderstood outside, and I will not say anything that makes you uncomfortable." "You can do whatever you want at home, okay?"

This time, he was the one who gave in first, Baochan knew in his heart that he was accommodating himself, a weak person like himself, he loosened his knuckle fingers, and he nodded.

He came all the way to help people set up candles for a long time, not to mention, he was still angry, Kuang Zheng didn't know what to do, he stepped on the gas pedal to the end, and passed the Binhai Avenue like lightning.

The next day, he sent Bao Zhan into the city, both of them were a little embarrassed, their eyes dodged, and they didn't dare to touch each other.

After getting in the car, Kuangzheng handed over the suit as usual, but Baochan hesitated to take it. Kuangzheng held the steering wheel and looked around: "No one."

"Brother," Baozhan felt sorry, "I always make you take care of me..."

"Don't worry about it," Kuang Zheng threw the suit on his lap, "Put it on."

Bao Chan touched the expensive material, so many words were blocked in his heart, he couldn't say a word, Kuang Zheng seemed to know what he was thinking: "You are just too thoughtful," he shifted gears and turned the wheel, regardless of posture or position. His demeanor reveals the unique charm of a mature man, "You're cold, your brother will give you clothes, and you'll be done."

Three "you" in a row, Baochan looked up at him.

"It's not just about clothes, it's also about doing things," Kuang Zheng told him about his ten years of hard work in the workplace. "A man should not care too much about other people's eyes, he should not be timid, let alone indecisive."

Another three "can'ts" in a row hit the nail on the head and pierced Baochan's defense.

These years of financial difficulties and bleak career have unknowingly worn away his arrogance, and even made him unable to hold his head up in front of his peers. In such a big society, he can't find his place, like a floating flower. A rain cloud, a parasitic weed, is gradually withering away in the hesitation.

"You have to stand up," Kuangzheng pointed to his chest, meaning from the heart and spirit, "just like your back, stand straight."

In a word, Baochan's heart was firmly grasped by him.

When they arrived at the theater building, Kuangzheng put him down, and Baozhan watched Anara go away. After a long time, he turned around and entered the building. When he looked up, there was a person sitting on the vermilion lacquered stair railing, with his legs crossed leisurely, full of vigor and vitality. It was Sa Shuang: "Treasure place!"

"Why are you here again?" Baochan looked up at him, "Didn't you graduate yet, the school doesn't care about you?"

"It's like that in our place." Sa Shuang laughed and slid down, "Besides, in the last year, everyone was groping around to find a new home, and they had already herded sheep."

He showed a color-printed leaflet in front of Baochan: "I printed it, take a look." His appearance of presenting treasures, he really took Ruyizhou as his owner, "Master designed it himself and printed 500 copies." , let's go out and post today!"

Baochan took the list and looked at it while going upstairs: "Did you pay for it?"

Sa Shuang didn't take it seriously: "Little Qianer."

"Report to the boss," Baozhan said unambiguously, "When the group has money, I will give it to you."

"Tsk," Sa Shuang pouted, "Who wants to pay that guy."

On the flyer is a concubine lying on a fish, with a pearl crown and multicolored necklace. The background is bright red and cursive. On the left, there is a sentence "Appreciate the beauty of life and beauty", and on the right, "Spend the heart-pounding moment with the gods and goddesses", and the middle seven A large character: Ruyizhou, a century-old theater troupe, and a group of boys below: Cuixi Huadu Store has a grand opening, with limited rewards, pool seats are 30 yuan, and there are even discount packages for couples!

Baochan couldn't help laughing, and rubbed the kid's head: "Okay, you," he said with a final word, "That's it!"

All the people in the group except Mr. Kuang went out to distribute leaflets. Everyone was talking about the division of labor. It was hard to tell who made the moth. Dress and colorful shoes, dressed like a little daughter-in-law in "A Dream of a Girl in Spring", who was forced to "open business" at the gate of Ruyizhou.

"We men are in charge of women, you only greet men." When everyone left, Sa Shuang specifically told him, "Don't open your mouth, your dreams will be ruined if you open your mouth."

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Broken your mother's head..." Ying Xiaonong wanted to scold, but with this outfit, no matter how big the fire was, he had to suppress it, this is his basic cultivation as a dandan.

"Hey, yes, yes!" Sa Shuang returned annoyed at him, "That's it, be beautiful, be charming!"

"Get out!" Ying Xiaonong squeezed out a word between her teeth, rolled her eyes and turned around, immediately changed into a charming and charming demeanor, and walked towards the cross street gracefully.

The neighborhood is the busiest commercial street. Shi Kuoting is tall, with a wine pit on one side of his face. Many girls who have been here deliberately approach him, and leave with a smile after receiving a leaflet.

"Brother," said a delicate voice from behind, "can you give me a flyer?"

Shi Kuoting turned his head immediately: "Ruyizhou, please close more..."

Standing in front of him was Chen Rouen, a tall man about 1.7 meters tall, with beautiful black long straight hair. Shi Kuoting turned his eyes away: "Aren't you on Dongjie, what are you doing here?"

He brushed past her, and continued to look for the little girl to "strike", Chen Rouen hurriedly followed: "I want to come over and post with you, can't I?"

"As soon as you came, the girls stopped coming to me," Shi Kuoting complained. Indeed, the little girls who came and went saw that there was a 9-point beauty standing beside him, and they didn't want to approach him. "Hurry up, find a place for yourself. We are both clean."

Before he finished speaking, two street boys on four-wheel skateboards stopped in front of him: "Miss, can you give me a flyer?"

Chen Rouen glanced at Kuoting from the sidelines, her eyes were full of pride: Look, there is no young lady, we have a little brother to come to the door!

She put on a business smile: "Ruyizhou, please take care of me."

After taking the leaflets, they refused to leave, and asked, "Miss, can you send us a WeChat message?"

Chen Rouen still had a business smile on her face: "Okay," she took Shi Kuoting's arm very naturally, "My code is on my boyfriend's phone."

Hearing the word "boyfriend", the two of them left faster than they came, the soles of their feet were blown by the wind, and they disappeared in a flash, Shi Kuoting pulled his arm out of her hand with a cold face: "We are in a group, you should respect yourself. "

The corners of Chen Rouen's smiling mouth twitched slightly. She was always self-respecting and even arrogant in front of others, but she was so "worthless" when she was facing Shi Kuoting.After all, she was young, so she didn't hold her breath, and made her heart clear: "You don't have a girlfriend, why are you ignoring me?"

With such boldness and enthusiasm, Shi Kuoting couldn't stand it: "I don't have the heart to have a girlfriend."

Chen Rouen asked: "Then where is your mind?"

Shi Kuoting avoids her: "Bao Chan and Ru Yi Zhou."

Forget about Ruyizhou, "What the hell is in Treasure?"

"My brother, my class leader," Shi Kuoting pulled the last few leaflets, the edge of the paper cut his hand, and a drop of blood came out, "I will never rest assured for the rest of my life."

Chen Rouen didn't expect Baochan to be so important in his heart: "If you don't look for it, others will look for it!"

"When will he have someone?" Shi Kuoting decided, trying to completely cut off her thoughts, "I, as a brother, think about it again."