have someone you like

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"Of course not," said Li Dehua, who has no practical skills. The secret to being able to hang him is only sweet words. "One must always maintain a sense of crisis to make continuous progress." Sometimes the gap between people is too large. The reason is not that I didn't work hard enough, but that I was destined to be much more pitiful than some people from the starting line, "I must have more sense of crisis than you."

"Hmm...and glib." Because of him, Fang Yan smiled happily, "You cut the fruits so hard, don't you want to eat them all?"

"I want to eat you now," Li Dehua bowed and kissed him.

"Hehe..." No matter where the kiss landed, the dialect was very happy, "Hehe..." Turned his face, turned around, and just saw his face smiling as happily as his own, "Dehua, Dehua um..." The tacit kiss made people dizzy.

Li Dehua knew that he was not feeling well, so he kissed him for a while, and then he was out of breath, "Dialect, take it easy, okay?"

"Aren't you tired? You walked so far today," Fang Yan didn't mind if he touched him, but today he stayed with him all day and put in a lot of effort, "he came back with me behind his back." He kissed him again, the sticky breath made people want to stop, "How can you be so seductive?" He exhaled tremblingly, always wanting to cater to the other party more.

"I have good physical strength." Li Dehua needed to get closer to him, lifted him up, and changed to a sideways sitting position.

Fang Yan wrapped his arms around his neck and leaned towards him, "Mmm..." While kissing him, he also felt his unruly hands.

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Last night, Fang Yan and Li Dehua quarreled until late before resting. Like many young couples, as long as they are alone, they will want to do many shady things. As the saying goes, they are young and full of vigor, lying together and doing nothing. It always felt very strange, no, it was dawn in the morning, and Fang Yan was still asleep, but Li Dehua got up on time and left the house.

When Fangyan woke up, he didn't see his lover, brushed his teeth, washed his face, changed his clothes and walked out of the bedroom, when he heard other voices in the room, "Dehua, you came back from running, didn't you?" He thought it was his lover, and went downstairs only to find out, Not my lover, "Xiaoli?"

Xiaoli stood beside the kitchen, "Brother Dialect, hello."

"Hello," Fang Yan saw that she was not the only one in the room, "Are you Xiaodong?"

"Hello, boss," Xiaodong said when meeting the owner for the first time.

As soon as the boss was mentioned, Fang Yan thought of things at work again, "Same as Xiaoli, call me Brother Fang Yan." Looking at his appearance, "I should be older than you, right?"

"Well," honest and honest Xiao Dong held a few slender bamboos in his hands, and confessed honestly, "I'm 29 this year."

"I didn't see it," Fang Yan looked at his baby face in disbelief, "I thought you were sixteen or seventeen."

"Hehe..." Xiaoli knew that others didn't have any malicious intentions, but she still wanted to talk about her brother, "I told you to eat more, you are dry and thin, and when you stand with me, you think we are two sisters .”

"Which one of you is the elder sister and who is the younger sister?" Dialect raised his eyebrows, "Hehe, just kidding," he walked into the kitchen, "Have you had breakfast yet?"

"Eat," Xiaoli and her brother came over, mainly to give them something, and go fishing with them in the mountains, "Where's brother Dehua?"

"He went for a run and hasn't come back yet." Dialect picked up the vegetables in the basket, didn't choose much, washed them, cut them up, cooked porridge first, and then fished.

Maybe it was because dialect moved too slowly, Xiaodong walked in, put the bamboo pole in the corner of the room, washed his hands, talked to dialect, and took over the work in dialect's hands neatly.

In the matter of cooking, with his help, there is basically no dialect. Gradually, I stood by and watched, and noticed the thin bamboo suddenly protruding from the corner, "Is this a tool for fishing?"

Xiaodong kept his hands on the ground, "Well, I made it myself, and I will teach you how to use it later." Because of the inconvenient transportation, people in the village rarely go to the city to learn new things, mistakenly thinking that he has better fishing tools, " Is it too primitive?"

"I think it's very interesting." Just as Fang Yan was about to reach out to touch it, another person came into the room, "Is it Li Dehua?" He went out of the kitchen to look, and it was indeed his lover, "Honey, you're back." He hugged him.

Li Dehua kissed his face, "Well," seeing that there were more than two people in the room, "Yo, there are so many people today," the unfamiliar face came out of the kitchen, "Hi, Xiaoli, this...Xiaodong?"

Xiaodong has no spare hands now, so he can only nod to the boss, "Hello." Put the freshly fried dishes on the table.

"Hello," Li Dehua said hello to outsiders, then looked at his lover, "woke up so early?"

"Well," without him by his side, Dialect didn't want to rest, and pointed to the dishes on the table, "Eat fried meat and porridge, so many vegetables, is it enough?"

"Isn't your amount too appropriate?" Li Dehua thought it was his cooking, "Before you took over the company, you were a chef, right?"

"Hehe..." Dialect just started, "It's just home-cooked food." He took his hand, "Hurry up and eat, they are waiting for us to go fishing."

"We're not in a hurry." Xiaodong arranged the food and stood beside him, "Just call us when you're done eating." After speaking clearly, he walked back to the kitchen, picked up the fishing rod, walked out, took his sister's hand and walked in. Sitting on the sofa in the living room.

With such ample time, Li Dehua was naturally not in a hurry, "Then I'll take a shower." He held his lover's hand behind his back.

"I'll wait for you to come out and have breakfast together," Fang Yan tiptoed, kissed him, and let go.

"Okay," Li Dehua also let go, and went upstairs.

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After breakfast, Xiaodong held a bundle of fishing rods, and Xiaoli picked up the small red bucket containing earthworms and other fishing nets that were left at the door before entering. She and Xiaodong walked in front. Dialect and Li Dehua did not know how to go to the river. Lu, walking behind them, holding hands intimately, chatting leisurely.

Two hours later—

"Wow!" Dialect couldn't sit still and jumped around, "It's so big!"

Li Dehua leaned back, "There are so many fish in this river," pulling the fishing rod with the bent front end, "I caught four in just one morning."

"There are very few people fishing here," Xiaodong cooperated with his movements, holding a fishing net to catch the fishing line getting closer and closer to the shore. They all eat a lot for their own people, and there are not many migrant workers who go out and come back.”

"There are not many people in this village." Li Dehua breathed a sigh of relief when the fish was caught, and squatted down. "I ran around for three to 10 minutes, and there were only five families."

"Many young people leave the village and never come back." Xiaodong put the fish he caught on the ground, and carefully pushed aside the fishing net. "They say the place is too mountainous, and there is no future for them."

"No." Dialect sat aside to watch how he handled the fish he caught. "The scenery here is so beautiful, the fish is so big, and Niu Niu is also very cute. When I retire, I want to live here for a long time."

"Okay." Li Dehua also thinks this place is good, "I will live with you when the time comes."

"Hehe..." Dialect walked towards him, "Here is also very suitable for writing. I have many friends who are writers. When the time comes, I will introduce him to live here for a long time, and then collect his rent."

"Are you really going to do this?" Li Dehua smiled as he embraced him.

"Just talking," Fang Yan put his face on his shoulder, "how can I take money from friends."

"It's not a matter of money or not." Li Dehua waited until the other party set up the fish he had caught, and then baited the coil. "Aren't you afraid that he will buy it from you if he takes a fancy to it?" He threw it out neatly.

"What are you afraid of?" In order not to hinder him from fishing, Fang Yan let go of his arms and sat back on the rock. "If he buys it, I will live with him. Anyway, I have a thick skin."

"Hehe..." Of course Li Dehua believed him, "It makes sense."

Suddenly, there was movement from the fishing line that Li Dehua had just thrown down, "Isn't it?"

"Ah!" Fang Yan saw the picture of the fishing rod being pulled crazily, "Again, are you hooked again?"

Experienced Xiaodong said, "Yes." Immediately picked up the stirrer and went to help.

Xiaoli hugged Yuluo and kept laughing, "Big harvest!"

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The time is getting closer and closer to the lunch break, and the sun is getting more and more enthusiastic. The place where the dialect sat can no longer squat. In order to avoid the close contact with the sun, Xiaodong finds a new place and arranges for Li Dehua and the dialect to sit there. Just don’t fish any more, sometimes it’s more enjoyable to just stop when you see a good one.

"Xiaoli and I went to the upper reaches of the river to have a look, and we'll be back in a while," Xiaodong said, holding his sister's hand, and walked into the mountains.

Li Dehua saw that there was no real road where they were going, "Be careful on the road, we are not in a hurry."

Xiao Dong, who was already in the weeds, responded loudly, "Got it!"

"It's so hot..." Dialect was over excited just now, but now that he's quiet, he only has one feeling, "Hot..."

"Is it still hot sitting under the tree?" Li Dehua picked up the straw hat, "I'll fan you." Roll up one side of the brim of the hat and fan him.

Dialect sat on the stone without energy, enjoying his service, "I heard the voice of knowing."

"Really?" Li Dehua didn't pay much attention, "Why didn't I hear it?"

Dialect asked him to listen carefully, "There really is the voice of knowing."

Li Dehua raised his hand to touch his forehead, "You don't have heatstroke, do you?"

Fang Yan grabbed his collar and pulled towards himself, "Hmm..."

The suddenly quiet summer scene is like a motionless oil painting, standing there, the green of the sea, the scattered flowers, the scattered small stones, and the towering trees that block the large area of ​​light with dragonflies on it. It is a towering mountain range, coincidentally there is no wind playing around, the two people who have thrown themselves into the picture scroll are cuddling together, their plain clothes are wrinkled, their faces are red, and when they look at each other, they are so young.

Dialect smiled lightly, "Did you hear that?"

It's hard for Li Dehua not to hear it now, "I heard it."

"If I could meet you earlier, what would my life be like?" Fang Yan shyly rolled into his arms and smiled foolishly.

Li Dehua hugged him, "It should be the same as now."

"Hehe..." He and the people Fang Yan has come into contact with in recent years are different, "I think so too."