Oxidation reaction

The tent provided by the resort needs to be installed by oneself. Ruan Nancan is a novice. After accidentally breaking a pole, Fang Congxia forbade him to do it.

The situation at that time was chaotic. Ruan Nancan met Zhang Yu at the place leading the tent.

He greeted Zhang Yu in the usual way, but Zhang Yu pulled him aside, lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "You and Fang Congxia have reached this level, why do you need me to adjust and ease?"

Ruan Nancan was confused, so he asked her, "What? What are you talking about?"

Zhang Yu replied: "When you were on the bus just now, you slept in Fang Congxia's arms all the way, hugging his waist and pressing on his chest.

Don't you guys have this level of relationship? "

Ruan Nancan's pupils trembled, and he opened his mouth wide in surprise. After a long pause, he asked uncertainly, "Are you dazzled?"

"impossible."

Zhang Yu repeatedly vetoed, and in the next 3 minutes, she described the scene to Ruan Nanshen in detail, as well as Fang Congxia's actions and demeanor.

Zhang Yu's purpose was to confirm the true relationship between him and Fang Congxia, but as the person involved, Ruan Nanshen didn't think so.

After listening to this absurd description, he gradually had a guess about Fang Congxia's anger for no reason.

Thanks to his regular work and rest over the years, Ruan Nam Can's sleep quality has always been very good, even on a bumpy and noisy bus, he can still sleep soundly.

So what Zhang Yu said was like a fairy tale to him.

At this time, he suddenly understood Fang Congxia's unreasonable indifference to him-it must not be something to be happy about being hugged and rubbed by someone he doesn't like.

Ruan Nancan couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief as the mystery lingering in his mind was finally solved. He thought about the scene described by Zhang Yu, and felt a little happy in his heart.

At the same time, he couldn't help regretting how he could sleep until he was unconscious at such a memorable moment.

It's just that regretting is useless now, and Ruan Namcan considers adding an explanation about the incident to his latest apology.

However, he had made vows to Fang Congxia before, such as "sleeping in a good position" and "not moving around". Now it seems that no matter how he explains it, it seems like sophistry.

With a distressed and confused mood, Ruan Nancan carried the tent and walked to the place that Fang Congxia had selected. He absently disassembled the outer packaging of the tent and broke a pole in less than 2 minutes.

No accident, Fang Congxia called him an idiot again, and ordered him coldly not to tamper with the tent again.

Ruan Nanshen smiled ashamedly, withdrew his hand embarrassingly, and stood by and watched Fang Congxia messing around.

Because Ruan Nancan broke a pole, the original simple installation has now become complicated, but Fang Congxia seems to be in a good mood, with the corners of his mouth raised high, his hands moving briskly, humming for several years Former smash hit pop song.

At this time, his happiness seemed to be different from when he was standing with Zhang Yu and the others. Ruan Nancan felt that it was novel. Although he knew that it was impolite and wrong to ask such a question, he still wanted to know the reason for Fang Congxia's change. He cautiously He asked, "Why are you in such a good mood?"

Hearing this, Fang Congxia looked up at him. For some reason, Ruan Nancan felt that his eyes were dodging, but after three seconds, Fang Congxia gave him a look, the smile on his lips faded, and said to him: "You I live by the sea, so the pipe is so wide."

After finishing speaking, he started humming again, and his mood didn't seem to be affected in the slightest.

Ruan Nancan let out an "oh" and didn't start any other topics.

When he was quiet, he remembered a useful technique in a book on interpersonal communication that he had read - the success rate of apologizing and making requests in a relaxed atmosphere is often twice that of a normal atmosphere.

Thinking of this, he looked up at Fang Congxia thoughtfully, typed out the draft in his mind, and thought about his words and said to Fang Congxia: "The editor-in-chief sister said that I fell asleep holding you on the bus, and pressed you It's uncomfortable, isn't it?"

At that time, Fang Congxia had already set up the outline of the tent. When Ruan Nancan spoke, he was hunched over in the tent to reinforce the four corners.

Hearing this sentence, he stopped tidying up the sideline for a moment, and the image of Ruan Nancan hugging his arm with his eyes closed when he fell asleep, muttering "so hard" while rubbing.

Fang Congxia's Adam's apple rolled, and the roots of his ears felt hot for no reason. All kinds of strange thoughts came to his mind, and he forgot to answer for a while.

Unable to get a response, Ruan Nancan sighed lightly, thinking that Fang Congxia was really angry because of this incident.

He took a deep breath, squatted down, and said to himself at the entrance and exit of the tent.

"I know you're angry, I'm sorry, Ruan Beichuan said many times that I sleep well.

Today, today was just an accident. I was very excited when I thought of going out to play with you last night. I couldn’t fall asleep until three o’clock in the middle of the night, and I woke up very early in the morning... Anyway, it was an accident! "

"If you don't believe me, you can ask Zai Zai when you go back, Zai Zai slept with me last night."

This city is also sunny today, the sun is shining brightly, and there are no clouds in the sky. After squatting for a while, Ruan Nancan was sweating profusely. After waiting for a while, Fang Congxia still didn't speak.

He sighed again, and sat cross-legged on the half-wet grass without paying attention.

The water stains quickly wet the trousers, sticking to the skin tightly, making it very uncomfortable.

However, Ruan Nanshen was not in the mood to care. The love manual said that when necessary, you can use some tricks to coax the angry party.

But Ruan Nancan has always been an idiot in this regard, he frowned and thought, and after three or four minutes, he didn't come up with any feasible solution.

He lowered his head in frustration, and noticed a cylindrical object protruding from the corner of the schoolbag. When he pulled it out, he saw that it was a corn-flavored chicken sausage.

At this time, he remembered the first gift given to Fang Congxia on the third day of the reunion—the bold version of corn chicken sausage.

He carefully looked at the chicken sausage in his hand, and he didn't feel any difference between this one and the previous one, except that it was not as thick as that one.

Fortunately, Ruan Beichuan bought him a whole bag, which was not thick enough, so the quantity was made up.

Ruan Nancan opened his schoolbag, took out the remaining eleven, and placed them neatly at the door of the tent, and said to Cong Xia through a thin layer of linen tarpaulin, "Don't be angry, okay? Experts say getting too angry can make you ugly!"

"I'll treat you to chicken sausages. I'll give you all twelve. It's delicious!"

After saying this, Ruan Nancan thought for a while, and felt that giving Fang Congxia all twelve of them seemed uneconomical, but the words had been spoken, and there was no reason to take them back.

He glanced reluctantly at the chicken sausage lying on the grass, and said with a little confidence: "You, if you can't finish it, can you keep one... Forget it, half of it, you can keep half of it." Give me the root?"

Still no response.

Ruan Nancan was completely discouraged, listlessly staring at the chicken sausages lined up on the grass in a daze.

The next second, there was the rustling sound of fabric rubbing in the tent, and then Fang Congxia poked his head out, his cheeks flushed abnormally, and a drop of sweat dripped from his nose, as if he was extremely hot.

The first time he saw Ruan Nancan, his expression became a little weird. After three seconds, he quickly looked away, looked at the crowd in the distance, and whispered to Ruan Nancan, "I forgive you."

The author says:

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