Oxidation reaction

Although Fang Congxia said that he disagreed with him, but 5 minutes after hanging up the video, Ruan Nancan received a WeChat message from Fang Congxia.

"I agreed."

He froze for a moment, stared at those four words and laughed silly, rolled around on the bed with his mobile phone in his arms, and immediately got up to send a text message to Zhang Yu.

"Thank you sister editor! He agreed!"

Zhang Yu responded to the message very quickly, almost instantly replying, "Congratulations! Looking forward to meeting you! Seize the opportunity!"

Ruan Nancan nodded vigorously, and remembered that Zhang Yu couldn't see it, so he manually sent a cute emoji with a cat head.

After Fang Congxia was angered again at the movie theater that day, he was afraid that the "rumour-making" tragedy would happen again, so he took the initiative to contact Zhang Yu and told her the situation, hoping that Zhang Yu could help mediate it.

But Zhang Yu didn't agree to him directly, but first told him that he still needs some daily life materials for the interview shooting, and then asked him if he would like to participate in the newspaper's weekend camping and group building activities, which is convenient for the newspaper to collect materials, and can also meet with Fang in person. Cong Xia explained clearly.

Ruan Nancan agreed without even thinking about it, but after sending out the news, he began to regret it.

He thought, after all, Fang Congxia was also one of the parties involved, but asking his opinion to make decisions without authorization might cause resentment.

That's why there was a video call this morning, and surprisingly, Fang Congxia's attitude was more gentle than he had imagined.

The day of departure was a rare sunny day in this city. According to the theory of good luck on a sunny day in astrology, good things will definitely happen on this day.

But Nguyen Nam Tseng thought he was simply unlucky.

The departure time was set at [-]:[-] in the morning. Due to the excitement of the night before, Ruan Nam-san rarely suffered from insomnia.

He rolled the quilt on the bed until he was completely wrapped up in a large burrito and still didn't feel sleepy.

Jin Jian was lying on the corner of the big bed, with her two front paws on her chest, snoring rhythmically. The vibration of the mattress was considered strong and didn't even wake her up.

In the middle of the night, when the time pointed to four o'clock in the morning, Ruan Nancan finally fell asleep amidst Jin's regular and hypnotic snoring.

Less than three hours of sleep made him extremely sleepy, and he almost fell asleep leaning against a tree trunk by the roadside while waiting for the bus.

Also because of sleepiness and drowsiness, he missed the correct bus stop, and when he rushed to the meeting place of the newspaper office with his bag on his back, the tourist bus was ready to leave.

Zhang Yu stood in front of the bus with a small bag on his shoulders, frowning slightly, and looked down at his phone every few minutes, as if he was waiting for him.

"Sister Editor-in-Chief!" Ruan Nancan waved at Zhang Yu and ran over with his hands and feet grabbing the straps of his backpack, saying in shame, "I'm sorry, I, I missed the station and came late."

Zhang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, put down the phone, shook his head, and smiled at Ruan Nanshen, "It's okay, just come, I'm worried that you may have overslept."

"Get in the car quickly, the master is about to start."

Ruan Nancan followed Zhang Yu up the stairs of the bus. The first thing he saw was Fang Congxia who was sitting in the third row near the door with his eyes closed. He didn't know if it was Zhang Yu's arrangement. The seat next to Fang Congxia was empty. .

He was happy for two seconds, walked over and sat down lightly, took off his backpack and held it in his arms, stared at Fang Congxia for a minute, stretched out his hand, tentatively poked Congxia's arm below, and asked carefully : "Can I sit next to you?"

Fang Congxia opened his eyes, glanced at him, and said without expression: "You have already sat down, why are you asking me?"

"what."

Ruan Nanshen was stunned for a moment, holding his schoolbag tightly, pursing his lips, looking at Fang Congxia, then lowered his head and muttered softly: "That's all right."

"..." Fang Congxia frowned fiercely, as if he was so angry that he didn't look at Ruan Nanshen, and didn't talk to him again. He put on the bluetooth headset and looked out the window with a look of refusal to communicate. appearance.

The bus started slowly, and the slightly noisy carriage suddenly became quiet. Ruan Nancan couldn't help staring at the back of Fang Congxia's head in a daze. Perhaps his eyes were too hot, Fang Congxia quickly turned to look at him.

Fang Congxia is wearing a gray hoodie today. The oversized hood covers his slightly longer bangs, and his thick eyebrows are slanted down, making his expression softer.

Ruan Nancan looked at the corners of his eyes slightly sunken, inexplicably recalling what happened in the movie theater that day, and couldn't help but silently recite the apology skills taught to him by Ruan Beichuan.

But after a while, sleepiness surged, and he began to fall asleep, and the sounds from the outside world all became blurred background sounds with a hypnotic effect.

Fang Congxia's face was sullen, the corners of his mouth were straight, and there was a little warning viciousness in his eyes.

He glanced at Ruan Nancan, then raised his head and scanned the surroundings. After confirming that no one would notice this place, he lowered his voice and asked, "Why are you staring at me? I have a flower on the back of my head?"

Ruan Nancan didn't speak.

Encountered a roadblock ahead, the bus bumped for a while, but he still didn't respond, he was dumbfounded, his eyes were a little distracted, but his eyes were firmly glued to Fang Congxia's face.

Fang Congxia frowned hard, his expression gradually became irritable, and when he was about to take violent measures to punish Ruan Nanshen, he suddenly blinked slowly, his eyes focused, looked at Fang Congxia dully, and asked in confusion: "Why do you look so angry?"

As he spoke, he covered his lips uncontrollably and let out a long yawn. The physiological tears seeping from the corners of his eyes wet his eyelashes, his mouth was ambiguous, and he uttered a few syllables with unclear meanings. He didn't know what he was talking about. It looked miserable and pathetic.

Fang Congxia's breath was choked in his chest, and before he could speak, Ruan Nanshen rubbed his eyes and muttered, "I'm sorry I'm so sleepy, let me sleep for a while."

Before he finished speaking, the man had already closed his eyes with his schoolbag in his arms.

"…………"

Fang Congxia clenched his fists and stared at Ruan Nancan in disbelief, but there was nothing he could do.

He pressed his chest and took a few deep breaths, changed the music in the earphones to the Great Compassion Mantra, and closed his eyes peacefully.

Halfway through the journey, the atmosphere in the car gradually became dark, making people drowsy. Fang Congxia took off his earphones, leaned back on the seat with dozing eyes, and prepared to take a nap.

When he was drowsy, a heavy object suddenly fell on his shoulders, which was warm and heavy.

He opened his eyes and saw that it was Ruan Nancan's head.

After saying that he was going to sleep, Ruan Nancan fell unconscious with his schoolbag in his arms, but he slept very well, maintaining his original position for 45 minutes.

Fang Congxia frowned, and reached out to push Ruan Nanshen away without even thinking about it.

But when the driver encountered a red light ahead, the driver braked suddenly, and due to inertia, Ruan Nancan threw himself on his chest, rubbed his arm with his right hand, and said in a low voice, "It's so hard."

Fang Congxia choked for breath, his left hand hung in the air at a loss, when he lowered his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Ruan Nanshen's pink earlobe and neck again, he licked his lips, and quickly moved his eyes away, not knowing why , feeling inexplicably dry mouth.

A car whistle sounded outside the window. Two seconds later, Fang Congxia lowered his head and tried to call Ruan Nancan's name.

Unsurprisingly, Ruan Nancan didn't respond.

He squeezed his knuckles and reached out to touch Ruan Nancan's shoulder. The next second, the bus started suddenly, and Ruan Nancan fell forward involuntarily.

Seeing that she was about to fall off the chair, Fang Congxia's pupils shrank slightly, and she hugged him quickly.

At the same time, Ruan Nancan unconsciously raised his arms around his waist, muttering, not knowing what he was talking about.

Fang Congxia froze suddenly, her heart skipped a beat.

The author says:

I come and go.

Xia Xiazi: Ah, he is so annoying (?ω??)