Revolution in the depths of the soul

There is silence all around, only Heilongjiang is like a roaring dragon, galloping towards the sea.

A jeep overturned on the side of the road, another parked in the middle of the road, both Zhan Xing and Tang You passed out.

Lin Jingfeng stood by the side of the road, and Lan Weng struggled to get out of the car, leaning on a gold and copper crutch tremblingly, in a panic.

"Master, you forgot to take something." Lin Jingfeng threw the burden on the ground.

Lan Weng's head was covered with blood, his crutch fell on the ground, and he sighed, "San'er...what did I teach you as a teacher? Don't chase after the poor, have you forgotten?"

Lin Jingfeng said indifferently: "Master also taught me that when you fight, you must search for everything: if you don't take it, you will be blamed. My disciple always remembers."

Lan Weng was leaning on a crutch with a bundle tied to it, and looked at Lin Jingfeng quietly: "I have taken three apprentices as my teacher, and I admire you the most, the third one, do you know why?"

Lin Jingfeng didn't answer, the corners of his mouth were pursed exactly the same as when Lan Weng took him from Minqin to Gansu, the young man's spirit seemed to have never changed.

Lan Weng said: "Although Yue'er is proud of her heart, she is a woman after all; Bai Er married a daughter-in-law..." He shook his head mockingly: "I have become a soft bone, and I listen to my wife's orders in everything. That little bit of heroism has long been abandoned The gentle township has been dragged away."

Lin Jingfeng: "Master is right, Ruanrou Township is the tomb of heroes, everyone has washed their hands."

Lan Weng stood firm on his crutches, without the slightest bit of fear: "If you are in our business, can you be clean? Can you be clean? Entering a bucket, pouring tens of thousands of dollars, is enough for you to sit in prison for the rest of your life! Third child, Don't try to wash off the blood on your hands in this lifetime."

Lin Jingfeng looked at Lan Weng, and said: "Master taught me the right thing. This behavior is harmful to morality, and those who try to cleanse themselves will not end well."

Lan Weng nodded slowly, pointing with his crutch to the bank of the surging river, where the speedboat was heaving.

"Third son, let's go with Master." Lan Weng said, "All the things from the past will be wiped out. I will have no children in my life as a teacher..."

Lin Jingfeng said: "Master, you have a son, but he died."

Lan Weng narrowed his eyes, Lin Jingfeng said: "Senior sister is pregnant with your son, mother and son died in Changbai."

Lan Weng couldn't help trembling: "You killed her?!"

Lin Jingfeng: "You killed her."

"You killed the second senior brother and the senior sister. She has been dead since she was nine years old." Lin Jingfeng said coldly: "Master, Xiao Shuang also died at your hands. Only dead people are the most important thing for you. Safety."

Lin Jingfeng: "You don't trust any living people, and you want to train them all to become dead people. Dead people are the most obedient, aren't they?"

Lan Weng panted slowly, as if he had been greatly shocked, he murmured: "No wonder... no wonder..."

Lin Jingfeng raised his eyebrows: "No wonder what?"

Lan Weng shook his head very slowly, and Lin Jingfeng said: "No wonder the senior sister plans to wash her hands after finishing this ticket, send you out, and stay in Russia by herself? Sister-in-law Bin told me that she finally found someone she likes, but in the end it was died."

Lan Weng sighed quietly.

Lin Jingfeng continued: "We have followed you since we were young, and we are all blank paper..."

Lan Weng interrupted angrily: "If it wasn't for the teacher to raise you! Qiu Yue would have to be sold to be a chicken! Bai Bin would have to freeze to death in Daxing'an Mountains! What about you! Lin San!"

Lin Jingfeng said indifferently: "The grace of nurturing is not settled in this way...Master, as a parent, even though he treats his children badly in every possible way, he never treats children as a tool to make money."

"I still remember……"

Lan Weng gave a heavy blow to the ground with the copper crutch in his hand, and scolded in a dry and hoarse voice: "That's not the case?! If you weren't a teacher, who would teach you how to make money! Who would teach you how to learn art..."

Lan Weng swung the crutches in his hand, extremely excited, pointed aimlessly at the distant river, and then at Lin Jingfeng, hissing: "You all have hard wings, and it's time to start a family, so forget who taught you to save your life! Who taught you how to save your life?" you……"

Lin Jingfeng flipped his palm, revealed the Desert Eagle, and a gunshot rang out.

Immediately afterwards, Lan Weng Zhongtong shot his gun into the sky with a "bang", and a plume of blue smoke came out. He stared at his yellow eyes, and a bloody arrow shot out from his chest. He leaned back and fell in an arc. on the ground.

"Who taught me to draw a gun." Lin Jingfeng said: "Master, just for a moment, I wanted to let you go."

There was a blood hole in Lan Weng's chest, and he couldn't hear anymore. His old body convulsed in the ice and snow, and the blood spilled out in a large pool.

Lin Jingfeng said in a low voice: "Always pull the trigger first when the enemy points at me with anything. Senior Sister, Senior Brother Bai, Xiao Shuang, three lives, one bullet to resolve past grievances, master, go well."

Sister-in-law Bin slowly descended from the high place, feeling terrified as she watched.

"His crutch belongs to Mr. Liu." Mrs. Bin said, "I forgot to remind you of this. There is a musket hidden in it."

Lin Jingfeng retracted his gun, and approached the jeep: "I know, I've been on guard against him playing tricks. Tang Chu, are you still alive?"

Lin Jingfeng opened the car door and carefully checked the situation of Zhan Xing - he was still in a coma.

Lin Jingfeng picked up Zhan Xing, kissed him on the lips, and said in a low voice, "Baby... When I come back, I will do it as soon as possible."

Mrs. Bin slapped Tang Chu, and Tang Chu woke up with a groan.

Lin Jingfeng: "Can you move, Tang Chu?"

Tang Chu nodded vigorously, took the crooked turn, parked on the ground, and got out of the car.

Lin Jingfeng glanced at his watch: "Let's leave here immediately."

Tang Chu asked in amazement, "Where are you going?"

Lin Jingfeng didn't say any more, put on his sunglasses, walked to the small pier at the end of Heilongjiang River, and boarded the speedboat.

After the speedboat drove away, Mrs. Bin slowly swayed and walked:

"Little bitch, wake up!" She grabbed a handful of ice and snow and put it on Zhan Xing's neck: "Get up."

Zhan Xing opened his eyes in a daze, and Mrs. Bin took out something and put it in Zhan Xing's hand: "This is left to you by the third child. He asked you to go home and wait for him. After a while, it will definitely return."

Zhan Xing's consciousness was hazy, and he was still confused by the violent impact of the car crash earlier. Mrs. Bin said in a very low voice, "There are 300 million in the card, which is an account opened in your name, for you to study and use for daily life. The case on him There are too many, I am afraid that I will be arrested when I go back now, and you will also be imprisoned if you are tired."

"The old man hides all the cultural relics shipped out of the country in one place. He is going to Ukraine, destroys the old man's den, and then brings these things back to the country. He asked you to wait first. I will help him sponsor Minqin when I go back this time. Let the whole village move to a new place. While moving, first steal the household registration files. When the police check, there is no record of his birth... It will be safe to hide for a few years. If possible, he will enter the country early. Accompany you, but your identity cannot be exposed, you know, little bitch?"

Aunt Bin asked again, "Did you hear clearly?"

Zhan Xing nodded vaguely, there was the sound of vehicles in the distance, and Mrs. Bin hurriedly turned around and left the place where the accident happened.

"Exhibition—!"

Huo Hu had a big bump on his head, and he was also looking for it along the way.

Zhan Xing shouted weakly: "Brother Hu! Where's little master?"

Huo Hu found the horribly sunken front of the jeep, ran over in a hurry, and said loudly, "Are you okay! Zhan Xing!"

Zhan Xing: "What happened..."

Huo Hu ran past the jeep, stopped suddenly, and turned his head.

Lan Weng's body twitched again.

Huo Hu: "???"

Lan Weng moved his fingers.

Huo Hu walked over, tilted his head and looked at the "corpse" for a moment, then opened the old man's chest with his fingers.

Iron clothes?armor?What's this?

Huo Hu looked at it inexplicably for a while, then bent down, turned the old man's head, and turned it slightly.

"Crack" Lan Weng's neck bone was slightly broken, his whole head was twisted and turned over, his whole body was limp, and he was completely dead.

"Jing Feng..." Zhan Xing called out in a low voice.

Huo Hu hurriedly abandoned Lan Weng, turned around and got into the car.

This hunt completely alarmed Russia, and the Vladivostok Garrison sent special forces to Khabarovsk for mediation in Khabarovsk.

The red-haired four stayed at the border with Zhan Xing, Tang You, and Huo Hu, and were interrogated by the Russian military. In the end, the Chinese side came forward and extradited several people on the grounds that no armed conflict had occurred in Russia.

The firepower conflict in the casino was blamed on Lin Jingfeng, while Lan Weng and his subordinates were still Chinese nationals, only transiting on tourist visas, and were shot dead by Chinese special police at Temple Street, which did not constitute a serious international firepower case.

As the captain, Hongfa went to deal with all the investigations alone after returning to Beijing, while Tang You was sent back to the South China Sword Special Operations Group base.

Huo Hu and Zhan Xing were placed outside the base, with blue eyes and two fingers in the middle, he waved at them: "There will be a time later!"

Zhan Xing: "Where's my little master?"

Lan Mou shrugged and drove the car away.

Huo Hu tentatively said, "He left you a letter, didn't he?"

Zhan Xing turned around, carried his bag, and walked out of the base under the setting sun.

Huo Hu didn't dare to answer, Zhan Xing lowered his head and kicked the empty bottle, clattering and kicking it across the flower corridor, into the subway, into the train, down the station, and back to the doorway.

A gray gloom, dusk.

"Meow—" the timid kitten meowed inside the door.

"I'm back." Zhan Xing said, "Little Master, are you at home?"

He was holding the key, his hand trembling uncontrollably, Huo Hu took it and stuffed it into the keyhole.

Ami happily came over to rub Huo Hu's trousers, Huo Hu hurriedly said: "Hey, don't make trouble." He put Zhan Xing's shoulders and turned on the light.

The kitten nestled beside the bed, tucked into Lin Jingfeng's coat, and looked around with half of its head exposed.

Huo Hu: "Now...what to do?"

Zhan Xing: "What to do, what to do."

Huo Hu: "Read the letter."

Zhan Xing: "Don't look at it."

Huo Hu: "Baby..."

Zhan Xing: "Who is your baby!"

Huo Hu: "That's what the letter said, uh."

Zhan Xing shrank in towards the bed, Ami looked at it for a while, climbed onto the bed and got in too.

Huo Hu opened the letter and read: "Baby, forgive me, I have to go."

Zhan Xing crawled out of bed, feeling awkward no matter what he heard, took the letter: "I'll read it myself."

baby:

Forgive me, I have to go.

We met from October 21 last year to February 26 this year, a total of four months and five days. These four months feel much longer than the 22 years in my life.

I heard Mrs. Bin say that some people fall in love too much. They talk about marriage after half a year of love, which is called a "flash marriage". How can it be?However, when it happened to me, I didn't feel that four months was too short at all. I only regretted that we didn't know each other when I was a child, on the day when I was holding the broken Yuyintian and you were rolling in Panjiayuan. .

Fortunately, fate did not abandon me. Ten years later, you came back from the other side of the ocean. In the dark, everything has its own will.

I believe that there is nothing in the world that can separate us, I will return to you soon, we will be together in this life, and we will never be separated again.

But before that, I have to settle everything. This is a grievance that you can't help me. I have to settle it alone.

I want you to live comfortably and stop worrying. I don't want the police to come to your door and take me away in front of you one day in many years when I hold you to sleep at night.

I don't even want to be our son (if there is one) and ask me how I earn money to buy toys for him, there will be that momentary hesitation.

So I have to go. The old man took many cultural relics out of the country. I have to find a way to bring them back. Although I am not a good person, I hope God will see my efforts and let me stay with you more several years.

After the matter is over, I will come back soon, this time I will not go anywhere, let me stay with you for the rest of my life, next time, nothing can separate us except death.

I love you.

Husband: Lin Jingfeng

Zhan Xing didn't say anything else, he slept at home all night, and went to work the next day with a loudspeaker.

In March, Zhanxing submitted an application for admission to the University of Humanities and passed the examination.

He rented a small two-bedroom unit near the school, lived in one for himself, and asked Huo Hu to live in the other.

"It's agreed, if I have a mouthful of food, I won't be able to starve you, Brother Hu." Zhan Xing said.

So Huo Hu really settled down in Beijing, sitting on the sofa and watching TV every day, with another cat nestled on the sofa, waiting for Zhan Xing to come home from school.

A year later, a wealthy Ukrainian Chinese businessman returned to China and brought back nearly a hundred pieces of ancient Chinese collections that caused a sensation both at home and abroad.

According to expert estimates, these collections have never appeared in the Chinese antique market, and their value is close to 40 billion.The Ukrainian donated all the collections to the Central Cultural Relics Center in exchange for a Chinese nationality.

The news about the mysterious man occupied the headlines of the major newspapers. People speculated how this man got so many antique treasures. At the same time, many organizations kept a close eye on him.

One night, Zhanxing received a text message from Mrs. Bin:

[Lin San and Tang Chu have already returned to China, and the news of Tang You has been conveyed to them, so they cannot show up for the time being.The seal on the national tracking form is four years, and it will be included in the sinking file after four years.I am doing well in the UK, don’t read, I wish you progress in your studies, no need to reply to text messages. 】The End

Zhan Xing always felt that Lin Jingfeng was by his side, and every time he crossed the road to buy breakfast, he turned his head with soy milk, and he often had a familiar feeling.

When sitting in the classroom for self-study, someone seemed to be watching him from the tree outside the window.

Even when he went to the supermarket to buy something, Huo Hu pushed the cart, and Zhan Xing threw things into the cart. When he looked up, the shelves were empty and there was no one there.

Behind the bookshelf in the library, covered in dust by the dusk light, Zhan Xing opened a copy of "Messiah" and translated it in broken Gansu dialect.

He smiled and put the book back, looked up for a while, and pulled out the "Pushkin Poems" on the top shelf.On both sides are "Paradise Lost" and "Divine Comedy" covered with thick dust, and only the collection of Pushkin's poems is clean and spotless.

Zhan Xing opened it with a shake, and rose petals flew all over the ground with a crash.

He stood quietly, and smiled after a while: "Little Master, come here."

No one responded, the library got off work, and the administrator began to count the books.

Zhan Xing held the book and stamped it, left the library, went home and opened the poetry collection, while Huo Hu watched the opera "Cat" with a big bucket of popcorn in his arms.

"If life deceives you..." Zhan Xingnian said, "Don't be sad, don't be impatient."

"Depressed days need silence, believe it, happiness will always come, everything is fleeting, everything will pass..."

Huo Hu: "I live in the Potala Palace, I am the king of the snowy land."

Zhan Xing: "Wandering on the streets of Lhasa, you are the most promiscuous lover! You can say this!" As he spoke, he twitched the collection of poems towards the back of Huo Hu's head, splashing popcorn all over his body.

"Where did you get the movie tickets on the table?" Zhan Xing asked curiously.

Huo Hu: "Someone sent it... I bought it."

Zhan Xing: "Are you rich?"

Huo Hu: "Of course, I can count money!"

Zhan Xing: "Why is there a KFC coupon in the mailbox at the door?"

Huo Hu: "Someone...Ami went to get it."

Zhan Xing: "That's not right. Do you know where there is KFC?"

Huo Hu: "Is it taught on TV, more choices and more laughter, just at KFC ~ he told you to remember to issue an invoice."

Zhan Xing: "Who asked me to invoice?!"

Huo Hu: "..."

Exhibition line: "..."

Huo Hu: "Your second uncle told you to remember to invoice! Just called!"

Zhan Xing looked at Huo Hu, and nodded in doubt. That night, he watched a movie for a while, and couldn't help looking back. There was someone sitting in the last row, but Zhan Xing didn't get up.

Spring goes to summer solstice, autumn goes to winter.

On Christmas, Zhan Xing found a gift bag wrapped in beautiful wrapping paper in a drawer. Inside was a scarf and two commemorative Pirates Q-version badges.

On New Year's Eve, Huo Hu and the little white cat went to the cats' party. Zhan Xing put his hands in his pockets and walked on the streets of Beijing.

The phone rang, and Sun Liang called.

Sun Liang: "Hey, little bitch, it's New Year's Eve, my second uncle will take you to the bar!"

Zhanxing held the phone and said boredly: "No, I'm with Jingfeng!"

Sun Liang: "Didn't it mean that he will come back next month?"

Zhan Xing: "He came back early to spend the New Year with me!"

Sun Liang: "Oh, if you have nothing to do, let's come to my second uncle."

Zhan Xing hummed: "Happy New Year!" and hung up the phone.

"Hello, Lu Shaorong?" Zhan Xing called and said.

As Zhan walked through the commercial street, a cartoon big stupid dog standing in front of the store scratched its head and patted him with its paw.

Zhan Xing looked at the big stupid dog's head, and it handed him a balloon.

Zhanxing held the balloon, stood in front of the big dog, patted his head, and said to the phone: "Yes, let's go home to see you during the spring break, Beijing is not too cold, don't yell, don't yell, where's Lu Yao?"

"Go skiing again, let her pay attention to safety, no, no, I won't run around, Jingfeng hasn't come home yet, I'll wait for him, I hope I can go with him next year. Dads, I love you, Happy New Year."

Zhan Xing: "Thank you."

The big stupid dog nodded, and a smile flashed across his clear eyes.

In summer, the school's practice team went to Minqin, Gansu.

"Students can see it." A professor said: "Transfer from here, you can go to the northwest..."

Zhan Xing held the loudspeaker and said loudly: "Everyone pay attention!"

The whole class was startled by Zhan Xing.

Zhan Xing said with a smile: "Everyone is welcome to join our one-day tour of Minqin. On the first and fifteenth day of the new year, there will be open-air movies here; there is no bus for local transfers. You have to take a tractor or a donkey cart to Badain Jaran At the junction with the Tengger Desert, there is a section of the Great Wall of the Han Dynasty..."

Zhan Xing led the class and talked while walking.

Some people commented in private: "That's awesome."

Zhan Xing said with a smile: "Because I have been here, I won't lie to you."

A girl asked, "What are you doing here?"

Zhan Xing shrugged: "Come and play, a good man has ambitions everywhere, isn't he? I remember there was a village in front of the Great Wall, it was very poor."

The land companion interjected: "Yes, the Lin family village was still there the year before last, but now it has moved out collectively. When did you come?"

Zhan Xing: "Moved? Where did you move?"

The local partner said: "A lady came to invest with a friend's funding, and the whole village was temporarily moved to Liangzhou District, Wuwei City. The country has listed this place as a new protected area."

Zhan Xing: "Are they willing? People who live here still have their registered permanent residence?"

The ground companion smiled: "The population data at that time was sorted out. It is said that many people became black households, so they had to register again."

Zhan Xing nodded.

The local escort took them to inspect the local wind and sand conditions. A row of poplars had already been planted, and the desertification was still very serious.Zhan Xing also proposed to visit the village after the migration, so the local companion and Zhan Xing drove to Liangzhou District.

Zhan Xing walked around a small village and said, "It's well built, and it must have cost a lot of money."

The companion said: "The government invested, and the lady also sponsored some, several million."

Zhan Xing was standing outside a one-story house. The one-story house had just been repaired, and it hadn't been long since it was painted with whitewash. On the wall, there were pictures of two little people holding hands.

Zhan Xing went in curiously, the big yellow dog inside the door barked at him and hurriedly ran away.

"You bastard!" Zhan Xing yelled at the big yellow dog with a megaphone: "Can't you recognize it? I came here the year before last!"

The yellow dog hooted, meaning who knows you.

Zhan Xing had no choice but to leave resentfully.

In midsummer, after every physical education class, Zhan Xing would always find a bottle of cold distilled water while sitting on a bench under the shade of a tree, sweating profusely.

Zhan Xing never asked who it was, nor why he appeared here, and just unscrewed the bottle cap every time to drink it.

There are always more girls than boys in the Department of History, and it is a hot seller wherever it goes.

A girl and Ban Hua came over together, handed him a bottle of fresh oranges, dressed in basketball pants and a vest, took it casually, and said with a naughty smile: "Thank you."

Ban Hua said angrily: "I asked you to unscrew it for me, what are you thanking, you are cheeky."

Zhan Xing shook his head like a rascal, and unscrewed the fresh orange.

The girl smiled softly: "Thank you."

Zhan Xing casually screwed it back, screwing the cover even tighter.

Banhua: "..."

Zhan Xing: "Muhahaha——"

In winter, every morning, no matter what the first class is—Chinese history or Western philosophy, Zhan Xing always sits in the corner of the last row, and there is always a cup of hot coffee and two pieces of hash browns in the desk drawer.

One day he finally couldn't bear it any longer, and arrived at school at six o'clock. He leaned on the window of the back door and looked in. After almost an hour, no one came in.

The breakfast of the day was gone too.

A cheapskate, Zhan Xing is constantly slandering him.

The red leaves of Xiangshan Mountain are flying, the summer shade of the Summer Palace is like water, and the cicadas sing and the fragrance of flowers wraps those ordinary years. Year after year, the memories of the past have become unspeakably distant.

Thinking of the Jiaozhou Bay, the Bajiao Alley in Lhasa, the quiet night in Liuzhou, the green mountains in southeast Guizhou, and the snowstorm in Changbai, everything seems like a world away.

If it weren't for the photos posted on the wall, Zhan Xing would almost think that they were all from his previous life.

①: The barren grass is as high as the waist, and only half of Lin Jingfeng's head is in the photo. In front of him is the blue sky, white clouds, and autumn wilderness——When Baoji fled, Zhan Xing did not forget to take pictures.

②: On the seaside of Jiaozhou Bay, Lili Jianwei, Zhang Shuai and Lin Jingfeng, with a listless eggplant expression and pouted lips.

③: In front of the Potala Palace and the Jokhang Temple, Lin Jingfeng was panting on the ground.

④: Liuzhou, from the bottom to the top of the camera, Lin Jingfeng's handsome face is expressionless, showing his head outside the pit, with a piece of beef jerky in his mouth.

⑤: Carey, photos taken by passers-by—Zhang Shuai, Tang You, Huo Hu, Zhan Xing, and Lin Jingfeng standing in a row with their shoulders crossed, behind them is the wedding party passing by... Wait, there is a "yeah" in the distance "The facial paralysis is Zhang Hui?He was actually in Kaili, why didn't he come to say goodbye?

⑥: On the tree on the top of Changbai Mountain, there are two words "go back", and behind the tree trunk is a corner of a windbreaker, which is integrated with the night.

At that time, he didn't even realize it - Zhan Xing sighed in his heart.

⑦: The sun was shining brightly in front of the church in Fuyuan. Lin Jingfeng was holding this collection of poems, and his lips were pursed in a serious manner, as if he was chanting some exaggerated auxiliary verb.

"Attention!" The invigilator coughed: "There are still 10 minutes to hand in the paper."

Zhan Xing woke up from the memories, immediately scratched his head and scratched his head, in pain to death.

Ahh Nima!Grammar!There are no children who grew up in New York who failed the CET-[-] exam!There is wood! !The defense is over!In the [-]-degree summer, it's hard to take the sixth grade exam! !

Zhanxing's hair was messed up, while the invigilator turned around, stretched his neck and looked at the table next to him, a paper airplane flew in from the window and poked him on the head.

Overjoyed, Zhan Xing opened the paper airplane, and inside was a flyer of an English cram school.

Zhan Xing crumpled the flyer into a ball angrily, Zha Mao opened his mouth wide and threw the flyer out.

"Time's up, wrap up."

Zhanxing sneaked around, picked a pure little daisy in front of the teaching building, and began to pluck the petals.

Pass, fail, pass, fail, pass... He carried his bag and walked out of the campus while tearing petals.

"Zhan Xing!" the counselor called to him: "You are on the inspection list this summer, and you will be back at school next Wednesday."

Zhan Xing nodded and asked, "Where are you going this time?"

The counselor said: "Xi'an, Lishan, someone sponsored a sum of money and called you to participate in archaeology."

Zhan Xing: "I don't..."

The counselor smiled and said, "It is said that the museum recommended you, and that patron will also participate in archaeological operations."

Zhan Xing: "Wow, I'm rich, but I may not...won't be a lecturer after graduation."

The counselor said: "Think about it, you have a future."

Zhan Xing pulled the last petals, and said sincerely: "Definitely think about it, I will dedicate the chrysanthemum to you, once you present the chrysanthemum, you will live forever."

He handed the bare chrysanthemum handle to the dumbfounding counselor, turned around and walked out of the school gate.

The scorching sun of summer poured down endlessly, and the blue sky covered the entire sky in the afternoon, and the scorching sun's light made Zhan Xing almost unable to open his eyes.

At the school gate, a slender man leaned outside the door, spinning the prayer wheel casually.

The man was wearing a thin silky black T-shirt, showing a sexy lean muscular silhouette, with a slightly tanned complexion, a pair of black jeans, military boots, a fingerless glove on his left hand, his eyes behind the sunglasses seemed to be looking at the asphalt road Central trance.

The man lazily stretched his fingers, Zhan Xing stopped, and stood in front of him blankly.

"Hi... friend, where are you going?" He put his slightly warm palm on Zhan Xing's neck, his passionate voice was magnetic, and after four years of not seeing each other, he became more ambiguous, sexier, and more mature.

Under the gaze of many students, Lin Jingfeng kissed her intently.

Parting his lips, Lin Jingfeng's low voice seemed to be begging, but also begging for his lover's forgiveness: "Shall we be a companion?"

He handed over the prayer wheel to Zhan Xing.

"What is it?" Zhan Xing narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Lin Jingfeng: "I promised you a letter of guarantee yesterday afternoon."

Zhan Xing faced the big sun, disassembled the prayer wheel, took out the note, and shook it out solemnly.

Guarantee:

It is hereby guaranteed that in this life, I will never be separated from Zhai Xiaojian forever, no matter how far forever.

Guarantor: (husband) Lin Xiaofeng

——Revolution in the depths of the soul·TheEnd——

It's over!Come to listen to music?There is another paragraph below!Fragment [-]: Exhibition line: "Howareyou."

Lin Jingfeng: "Why are you?"

Zhan Xing: "Howeryou, too!"

Lin Jingfeng: "???"

Zhan Xing: "Don't look at the card."

Lin Jingfeng: "Oh! Why is it you again!"

Exhibition line: "..."

Lin Jingfeng peeked at Zhan Xing's face: "Isn't it right?"

Exhibition line: "How old are you"

Lin Jingfeng: "Why is it always you?"

Zhan Xing: "I can't do this! You're cheating! You have to get started at least once when you go on a trip! Otherwise, how can you bargain with others?!"

Lin Jingfeng: "Brother Hu learns English faster than me, let him kill him."

Zhan Xing flipped the table and roared: "It's true that he's learning English fast, but he doesn't know how to count! Last time I took a bus and threw the entire credit card into the coin box. I haven't troubled him yet. Woolen cloth!"

Fragment two:

Beijing, Panjiayuan, newly opened "Lin's husband and wife antique shop".

"Look, take a look." Zhan Xing held a loudspeaker in his left hand, and shouted vigorously: "The shop is new, and it's opening in your place! Naturally, it depends on the support of the brothers on the road!"

There is a black plaque hanging on the antique shop, with four big golden characters, crooked melons and jujubes - "Romance and Longevity". (Inscription: Sun Liang)

Both sides are full of flowers and baskets, all celebrating the opening, and they are stuffed in front of the opposite store.

There was a blanket of firecrackers all over the place, gunpowder smoke filled the air, and the red hair and others scattered the smoke for the city management.

"Today's eventful year, we opened in Panjiayuan, thank you all benefactors...all new and old customers for saving face." Zhan Xing said: "We don't all sell real goods in our store, right? Occasionally we also sell imitations and antiques. , selling some souvenirs! Today, taking advantage of the opening of the store, I come here to have fun for everyone, as if it were a monkey, and I will be happy, and the business will be booming in the future. After watching the show, everyone, please come in and serve tea—— 呔! The show begins !"

The two brothers Zhang Shuai and Zhang Hui walked to the store in short jackets, stretched out their hands to untie their shirts, and showed tangled muscles all over their shoulders, and stood firmly.

Zhan Xing picked up a vase on the ground: "What dynasty does this thing belong to? Let's guess? Which hero has discerning eyes, give him the vase!"

Someone shouted, "It's from the Song Dynasty!"

Zhan Xing: "It's from the Song Dynasty! A brother said it, but it's a pity that he didn't guess it right! This is a modern imitation. It was removed with chemicals, and then buried in the ground for ten days and a half months. This thing is real. selling?"

The audience roared with laughter, Zhan Xing asked himself and answered: "Of course it can't be sold, it's refreshing to smash it! Ah da——"

Zhan Xing picked up the vase and threw it at Zhang Shuai's head, Zhang Shuai said in a low voice, "Lucky, let's drink!"

There was a crash, the head was fine, and the vase burst.

The surrounding audience applauded loudly.Zhang Shuai cupped his fists and made a bow, Zhang Hui shouted: "It's my turn!"

Zhan Xing: "Don't worry—look, is this Tang Sancai real? Is it a fake? Which brother guessed it, give it to him?"

Someone shouted: "Fake, it must be a fake!"

Zhan Xing: "This brother said it's a fake, do you think it's right?"

Immediately there was a good thing for a foreigner, shouting: "Smash! Smash!"

Zhan Xing: "I guessed wrong again. This is a real product. Real pigs are not so real. It only sells for 25. If you are interested, you can come to the store to have a look later! Ha! Today's opening is 20% off, and it only sells for [-]!"

Zhang Hui gaited for a long time, and said, "Hurry up and smash, don't make brother nervous for a long time."

Zhan Xing: "Come right away, don't worry."

Zhan Xing handed the Tang Sancai to Huo Hu, and Huo Hu took it away and put it in the store. Zhan Xing picked up another listening wind bottle and asked, "Where is this Song Dynasty listening wind bottle..."

Immediately someone shouted: "Genuine product! Listening to the wind bottle is the real product!"

Zhan Xing: "Wrong pull, it's a fake, ah da—" After speaking, he swung the wind bottle and slapped Zhang Hui on the head.

Zhang Hui was looking back, when he was knocked and staggered unexpectedly, hearing the wind bottle shattered on the ground, he almost vomited blood and got a big bump on his forehead.

Exhibition line: "..."

Zhang Hui: "Why don't you speak first?!"

Zhan Xing: "I yelled, dah, let me see if it's okay...it's okay, it's okay! My uncles have practiced it, so don't let the children at home learn it!"

Zhang Hui touched his head and went in.

Next, the waiter in the shop brought out a jade board, and Zhan Xing said, "This board is not for fun. It's a fake. It's made of marble. Of course, the screens in the shop are made of good stone." The second The one performing for us is the owner of the eventful years, Boss Lin Jingfeng! Welcome everyone!"

Lin Jingfeng was half naked, wearing a pair of black silk trousers, with his hands behind his back, and his body was lean and muscular. The onlookers croaked one after another. Lin Jingfeng made a group bow and lay down on the open ground.

The waiter pressed the slate on Lin Jingfeng's body, and Zhan Xing took the big hammer from Huo Hu.

Sun Liang: "..."

Zhan Yang: "..."

Lu Shaorong: "..."

Zhan Xing was carrying the giant hammer, and he lost his balance and nearly fell down. He tried his best to hold it up, and said, "Boss, this is really hard work! Guess what will happen to him when the hammer falls?"

The onlookers went crazy and shouted: "Smash! Smash!"

Zhan Xing swung the hammer, everyone dodged one after another, and then swung his backhand, Lin Jingfeng shouted loudly, "Hi!"

The strength of the movement was just right, as soon as the hammer touched the stone slab, Lin Jingfeng withdrew his hands suddenly, his waist bounced up, and the slate shattered into two halves with a snap.

Zhan Xing: "Thank you!"

Zhan Xing couldn't hold it steady, and the hammer rubbed against Lin Jingfeng's crotch, and Lin Jingfeng immediately sprayed it out with a puff.

"Little Master, are you okay! Don't scare me! Haw is fine!" Zhan Xing threw the hammer in fright.

Looking back, I only heard Huo Hu screaming, jumping around holding the foot that was hit by the hammer, and the scene was in chaos.

Zhan Xing: "The actor is injured! Scratch! There are still shows that will not be performed, let's do this first, everyone, let's throw a pot! Each one gets a piece, and those who win the throw will get a souvenir! Express your heart!"

Customers rolled up their sleeves one after another and came forward to line up to play pot throwing. Zhan Xing escorted Lin Jingfeng in, and Lu Shaorong and others took care of maintaining order.

Zhan Xing went in to "check" for almost an hour, and then came out with limp feet.

Lin Jingfeng changed into a full body black Tang suit, shaking the skirts of his robes so chicly, Zhan Xing was wearing a green robe, wearing a set of scholarly coats, standing aside, smiling and bowing to customers, sometimes winking at Lin Jingfeng, and licking his lips unsatisfactorily .

Lin Jingfeng's face was reddish, and he narrowed his eyes, pretending not to see it.

Fragment three:

Panjiayuan, the backyard of the years.

"Didn't you make much money?" Zhan Xing made a plan in the inner hall.

Lin Jingfeng always wears Tang suits at home, very smug, of course, he still wears boots under the Tang suits, but that's not important, no one will pay attention to what's under the robes, right?

Lin Jingfeng: "It's not you. After opening a store for a few days, you have to travel here and there. You have to go back to New York, Xilingrad, or Xishuangbanna. This store is open for less than half a year. It can make money. How much? It’s not bad enough for food and travel expenses. Let’s fire all the guys, I can’t afford to invite so many people.”

Zhan Xing leaned over and rubbed on Lin Jingfeng's lap: "Lin Jingfeng