Slag Gong's Loyal Dog Road

This voice is so familiar, so familiar that he heard it in his dream last night!

Xiaoqin and Amin exchanged glances.

A Min said: "It sounds like He Jingrui's voice...won't he come here?"

Shen Qingyuan had already run to the window and pushed it open.

Downstairs, He Jingrui was singing with his guitar in his arms.

He sang Andy Lau's "I Don't Love You Enough", shaking his head with his eyes closed, that's called an investment.Hearing the sound of the window, he opened his eyes suddenly, and faced the little shoemaker, his face suddenly glowed with surprise, and his singing became more gentle.

The windows of the inn facing the street were all opened, and the guests stretched out their heads to listen to him sing.

Chu Mu said to Xiaoyou: "Hey, I didn't expect He Jingrui to sing so well."

The little advantage said: "It's very good, it's almost catching up with the professional level."

The sixth child blinked at Shen Qingyuan and said, "He came after you to apologize."

Staring at He Jingrui, who was just a few feet away, the little shoemaker's heart felt sour, his hands tightly grasped the wooden window frame, and he couldn't feel the wooden thorns piercing into his skin.

He Jingrui sang "I Don't Love You Enough" twice in a row, and replaced it with "I'll Love You Even When I Die".When he was soaring, he sang heart-piercingly, with a feeling of "I will sing to you with only one breath in my chest".Shen Qingyuan finally couldn't help it, tears filled his eyes.

As his intimate little padded jacket, Amin turned around and brought a basin of water and poured it down from upstairs, soaking He Jingrui from head to toe.

The singing stopped abruptly.

Amid the exclamation, Amin shouted: "Stop singing! Is it annoying?!"

The drowned He Jingrui wiped his face indifferently, and looked up at Shen Qingyuan.

After a while, Shen Qingyuan closed the window neatly.

He Jingrui sighed softly, began to pluck the strings again, and sang "Baby, I'm Sorry".

Shen Qingyuan fell on the bed and covered his ears with the quilt, but the singing sound was like a magic sound piercing his ears, reaching to the tip of his heart one by one.He was terribly irritable, grabbed two pillows, and pressed his face tightly in anger.

In the suffocating darkness, tears wet / cheeks.

That night, He Jingrui stood downstairs and sang drenched for over an hour, until his voice became hoarse, and he still couldn't wait for his little shoemaker.

When having breakfast the next day, the guests were talking about the guy singing outside the inn last night——

"That handsome guy last night, he sang very well."

"Yeah, I recorded it all."

"Is he here to apologize to his girlfriend? They are all songs about hurting feelings."

"Maybe it's a boyfriend?"

"It's hard to say. Judging by his appearance, he should be Xiao Gong..."

As the conversation of the girls at the next table developed in a strange direction, the people at Shen Qingyuan's table kept silent in a tacit understanding, but their eyes fell on Shen Qingyuan's face.

"You're all looking at me/Why?" His face was blue, his eyes were red and swollen, and he looked like he hadn't slept all night.

"He came to apologize, how do you feel?" Xiaoqin was the first to change the subject.

"I don't feel anything." Shen Qingyuan said expressionlessly.

"Everyone is here, you have to make a statement, otherwise what will he do?" Chu Mu couldn't help but ask.

"Why don't we go vent your anger on you again?" Amin tilted her head and leaned towards him, looked at his face and said, "Chumu is right. There must be an explanation for whether it is divided or combined."

Shen Qingyuan didn't speak, just poked the eggs in the bowl with chopsticks.

"Forget it, it's not that easy to break up, let Xiao Shen think about it again." The sixth child couldn't bear to see him in a daze, so he spoke out to help him.

But Xiaoyou thought of another thing: "Lijiang is very cold at night, will he get sick if he is drenched in water?"

Shen Qingyuan's hand holding the chopsticks froze for a moment, and his heart became even more disturbed.

He didn't go climbing the snow mountain with everyone that day, and lay alone in the inn in a daze.

After lying down in the afternoon, I couldn't lie down anymore, so I got up and went for a walk.

Unexpectedly, He Jingrui was standing at the door, as soon as he came out, he rushed to meet him.

Shen Qingyuan pretended not to see anyone, and walked around him.

He Jingrui didn't come up to bother him, but quietly followed him four or five steps away.

Walked around the ancient city, followed closely by the tail.

Walk around again, still there.

Shen Qingyuan bit his lip and quickened his pace, and He Jingrui followed suit.

The little shoemaker jumped into a pair of oncoming tourist groups, and heard someone calling from behind: "How do you walk?"

"sorry Sorry……"

"Oh, look carefully! Do you have eyes?"

"sorry Sorry……"

He Jingrui's breathless apology reached his ears, even though it wasn't addressed to him, it made him feel a bit of malice.

Passing through the crowd, Shen Qingyuan turned his head, looked at the red-faced He Jingrui, and asked in a vicious voice, "What are you following me/for?"

"I'm afraid you'll run away and I won't be able to find you." He Jingrui stood under the clear sunlight on the plateau, his eyes were extremely sincere, almost transparent, innocent and pitiful.

"Don't follow me," Shen Qingyuan said with a sore nose, pursing his lips, "I don't want to see you."

He Jingrui looked at him and said, "Forgive me."

Shen Qingyuan turned around and left.

"I didn't cheat!"

Shen Qingyuan quickened his pace and walked forward.

"It was my fault to throw the cup!"

"I was wrong!"

"I don't want to break up with you!"

Shen Qingyuan still ran up unbearably.

He quickly ran out of the ancient town and ran to the main road to the new city.

The dust kicked up by the car hit his face, making it difficult for him to breathe and his chest hurt, but he kept running, and amidst the rumble of the wheels on the road, he could still hear the hurried footsteps behind him, no matter how much he ran. No matter how far you go, no matter how fast you run, you can't get rid of it.

As if to be with him forever.

When they couldn't run anymore, they were already in an unknown alley.

Shen Qingyuan leaned against the wall and panted heavily.

He Jingrui covered his chest with his hands, and slowly leaned over.

"You...you can... really run." Shen Qingyuan said with eyes closed.

"Did you forget... when I... practice stalls... how many times a week do I have to hide from the city management?"

Before the words finished, Shen Qingyuan opened his eyes and looked at him steadfastly.

At that moment, he remembered the days when they were crowded together in a small shoe shop...

He Jingrui stood on the side of the street and set up a stall - squatting in the cold wind to eat cold food in winter, and riding an electric car for hours under the scorching sun to buy goods in summer...

And those juicy grapes, the hand cream on the bedside...

In the darkest moment of his life, it was the person in front of him who accompanies him to endure hardships and sufferings!When he was so sad that he shed tears, he reached out to wipe away the tears for him, and said lazily: "Qing Yuan, you still have me."

After all the hardships, what separated them now?

He stretched out his hand, his fingertips trembling on the side of He Jingrui's cheek, wanting to get closer, but hesitantly refused to let it go.

The sunlight passed through his fingers, forming a small shadow on He Jingrui's face.In the shadows, He Jingrui's eyes were filled with deep dark waves, which spread slowly and instantly engulfed him like a sea tide.

Holding his hand tightly, pressing it to his face and lovingly rubbing it, He Jingrui murmured: "Qing Yuan, don't leave me. Give me, give us another chance, okay?"

Shen Qingyuan leaned against the wall, a piece of blue sky was reflected in his eyes, the brilliant sunlight made him half-close his eyes.

He heard a voice say weakly in his heart: "It's him. He can't escape."

Yes, he can't run away!Even if there are many thorns ahead, for this person, I can't help but rush through it!Past injuries and future fears can't stop the throbbing love in my chest!

Is this the so-called "fate"?Or is it "knock"?

Finally, he hugged the man in front of him tightly.

Whether it's fate or robbery, he recognizes it anyway.Just recognize him!

He Jingrui kissed his injured forehead one after another, then touched his head and said with a sigh: "I'm sorry."

Then he said, "When you're not around, I'm almost dead."

"Let's not be like before." Shen Qingyuan held his hand and said softly, "From now on, let's get along well."

"Ah."

"Have a good time."

"Well. Have a good time."

Shen Qingyuan slammed his head down, and kissed him hard... Both of them were crying, kissing while crying, but they didn't want to separate.

After this period of grief, Shen Qingyuan suddenly realized something was wrong.

He Jingrui was so hot that his breath was scalding.At first he thought it was because he got hot from running under the sun, but they stayed in the shade for a long time, and He Jingrui's temperature not only didn't decrease but became hotter.

"Why are you so hot?!" Shen Qingyuan reached out to touch his forehead.

He Jingrui leaned on his shoulder, with an abnormal blush on his face, he smirked and said, "You don't know, I'm so worried. I'm afraid you will break up with me."

"Do you have a fever? Huh? How do you feel?" Shen Qingyuan carried him to the street, feeling extremely anxious.

He Jingrui's feet were churning garlic, his body felt weak, but his heart seemed to be soaked in a jar of honey, his whole body was about to float.