Warm Burning [Net Matching]

Motion sickness medicine is similar to cold medicine, in fact, some have their own hypnotic effect.Especially for people with certain special constitutions.

Unfortunately, Wen Bowen happened to belong to that "special physique".

The car was still driving smoothly on the road, and Wen Bowen began to feel groggy, but he didn't want to sleep next to someone at all.Du Ran didn't feel anything about it until he felt a head resting on his shoulder bit by bit.

You must know that the two of them were the kind of people who were incompatible with each other just a few months ago. Du Ran stretched his shoulders and let others lean on him while lamenting the impermanence of fate.

Of course, in this situation, we generally call it cheap and good.

When Wen Bowen woke up rubbing his eyes, he quickly popped his head half a meter away from Du Ran's shoulder, and then hit the car window with a smooth "duang".Fortunately, they were in the first row, but not many people noticed.

Du Ran raised his chin and pointed at the slowly opened car door: "Woke up just a little bit? Just arrived."

Wen Bowen watched Du Ran get out of the car with his long legs, raised his hand and rubbed his own neck, and choked back what he wanted to say.

At ninety o'clock, the sun had risen very high, and the rose garden seemed to have just been watered. There were still some small drops of water on the flowers and leaves, and the bright light was refracted before disappearing under the sunlight.It was cold on the mountain, and although all the roses in Nanqing University were in full bloom, the roses here were not in full bloom.The owner of the rose garden told them the precautions, and specifically told them not to pick flower buds. After collecting the money, they were allowed to enter the garden.

Since the opening of this area, many young people have come here after hearing the news. The roses in this area are not particularly expensive or valuable, otherwise this group of dolls would spoil them, and they would not feel sorry for those who love flowers.

The old man walked away muttering while counting the banknotes.

Even if it is not fully bloomed, the smell inside is very good.Du Ran actually prefers the fragrance of grass and trees that are close to the soil.The scent of flowers was too sweet for him.To be honest, for the boys in the class, picking a bunch of plant organs in the sun is really not a beautiful thing. If the girls were not yearning for it, this thing would probably not be possible.

Wen Bowen didn't think too much, picked up a pair of scissors in the tool room, and walked into the rose garden.The roses around the first section of the road were either still in bud or had been pruned.He had to continue walking along the rough path paved with gravel.

After walking for about three to 10 minutes, he realized why he took the lead—the sun was very venomous in the suburbs without tall buildings and street trees.

Wen Bowen stopped to take a sip of water, and looked back, the group of people just now had the foresight to buy special sun protection tools, straw hats, hoods, veils and the like.There are also girls who are afraid of the sun simply wrapping themselves as Middle Eastern women, and they can't see who is who inside the scarf.

Just as he was deciding whether to go back and buy a hat or continue walking under the scorching sun, a small shadow suddenly fell on Wen Bowen's head.

Du Ran held a wide-brimmed straw hat and put it on Wen Bowen's head.The sunlight passed through those gaps, leaving a faint light spot on Wen Bowen's face.Wen Bowen's skin was very fair, and the light spots on his face were almost so pale that no color could be seen.Du Ran looked at Wen Bowen's dazed expression, raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, and without waiting for the thank you, he continued to walk forward in a cool way.

It's not to leave the world with a back view, it's just that I don't want to embarrass another person by staying there.

Gradually, everyone in the class dispersed in twos and threes between the forked roads. Just as Du Ran was feeling bored, suddenly a moderate voice came from behind.

"Thanks."

When he looked back, it was Wen Bowen.He was panting unevenly, and when he looked closely, he could still see beads of sweat oozing from the tip of his nose, as if he had just run over.Du Ran was stunned for a while, and then remembered that Wen Bowen had just taken motion sickness medicine before, and after exposure to the sun, wouldn't it be the effect of dehydration everywhere he stood.

"You're welcome. Do you want to take a break?"

Wen Bowen just wanted to catch up with Du Ran, and he was unwilling to tell him to stop directly. On the other hand, he struggled with how to thank him. It took him a long time to say "thank you", and he didn't rest before that.

But Wen Bowen didn't know it at all. In fact, Du Ran went to the wilderness all the time, and it wasn't because he didn't mean to wait for Wen Bowen.

So there was no one around the two of them at this time, and the early summer brought a slightly hot wind to send the fragrance of rose leaves.Wen Bowen silently lowered his head and looked around, trying to find a half-open flower bud to cover up his current embarrassment, but found that there was not even a bud around.

At this time, the characteristics of interpersonally incompetent stars are undoubtedly prominent, and Wen Bowen's brain begins to enter some kind of fantastic automatic shutdown mode and starts an endless loop around the question "Why are there no flower buds nearby".

Before his brain was exposed to physical bad sectors, Du Ran saved him with one sentence.

"The places that can let people in are mostly defective. Do you want to cut those flowers that can really be sold?"

Wen Bowen nodded.

In fact, at this time, no matter what Du Ran said to ease the embarrassment, Wen Bowen would probably nod.

In fact, roses are suitable for growing in sunny places. This place is considered to be half sunny. To really see good varieties, you have to continue walking up the mountain.The higher you go, the less people there are, and the wind gets stronger, making Wen Bowen almost unable to open his eyes.Fortunately, the sunshine was good, and the weather in late spring didn't look too cold. Wen Bowen lowered his head and rubbed his eyes, which were a little blurred by the wind, and inadvertently revealed a slender neck.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw a small sea of ​​blooming flowers. The area was not very large, but it bloomed intensely and brightly.Lingjiu Peak has been developed for many years, and it is rare to have such a blooming flower bush that has not been cut. I don't know whether it was a fish that slipped through the net or the flower farmer deliberately did it. In short, Wen Bowen was dumbfounded.

Even Wen Bowen, who has no research on rose varieties, can tell that this patch of roses is by no means a five-yuan-a-valentine's stall. This is not a concentrated production area like Yunnan. There is such a patch of roses that can stay on the branches until they are in full bloom. Roses are really a touching thing.

Wen Bowen picked up the scissors with an expression of emotion.

With such a simple mind, he never thought of how much it would cost to keep such a place on the top of the flower farm.

Du Ran pushed his glasses, and said to himself that you are happy.

The vicinity of this flower field is the place where Du Ran was in distress. In the few years after he escaped from danger, the rose garden gradually extended here. After discussing with the person in charge here, Du Ran rented the output for several years. To commemorate my own narrow escape, although there have been profits and losses in the past few years, this time I left the whole piece without picking it, but it was a big loss.

Wen Bowen, the little bee, pounced on the flower garden for a long time, yelling happily, while Du Ran sat on the stone bench with his arms folded and said indifferently: "If you ruin your throat so much, do you still want to have a voice?" ?”

Wen Bowen was a little dazed, and walked to Du Ran with a handful of deep and shallow flowers, with a serious face: "What did you say?"

Du Ran smiled with a look of compassion.

"Did you peek at my computer?"

Wen Bowen, who thought he was good at keeping secrets, felt flustered for the nth time facing Du Ran's gaze today.The rookie period has a dark history, and everyone knows that most of Wen Bowen in the rookie period was enslaved, which is something Wen Bowen doesn't want to admit.

Wen Bowen wrinkled his face like a bun, stared at Du Ran: "Speak."

Du Ran uttered six words slowly: "I am your later stage."