Cuiyu Hutong

In the amusement park at night, there are not so many people rushing to sit in the project, most of them are holding hands, swaying slowly under the moonlight.

But Jiang Mo has never been a slow person. He grabbed Zhou Lianfeng's hand, even though he clasped his fingers tightly, what he said in his mouth was: "Hurry up, hurry up, Brother Feng, I like that blue basket! Turn around quickly, if we don’t hurry up, only two old men can squeeze the pink one.”

Zhou Lianfeng couldn't help but burst out laughing, Jiang Mo turned around and glared at Zhou Lianfeng: "Stop laughing, keep your mouth shut when you run, and drink carefully. Your stomach hurts when you drink the wind, and I have to go home Serving you!"

Zhou Lianfeng immediately shut up: "Okay."

But after a while, he said again: "But Jiang Mo, you have been talking all the time, aren't you afraid of drinking the wind?"

Jiang Mo: "...don't talk nonsense!"

He is not afraid, his iron will, what is he afraid of?He is not afraid of anything!

Since his feet healed, he was really happy to run and dance.That was really what he had dreamed of for seven years.It seems that only when he can walk well can he really let go of everything in the past.

When Jiang Mo panted and pulled Zhou Lianfeng to the entrance of the Ferris wheel, it happened that the last blue basket turned in front of them.

He looked at the empty place above, dragged Zhou Lianfeng and wanted to run up, but was dragged down by the staff: "Sir! Be careful, sir!"

Jiang Mo watched helplessly as the last piece of blue slipped away from his eyes, leaving only endless powder.Suddenly, his legs were so weak that he fell on Zhou Lianfeng's body, and asked the staff: "How long does it take you to turn this basket around?"

The staff immediately said: "Half an hour. It's just that this is our last lap, and the Ferris wheel will not open any later."

Jiang Mo whispered, as if resigning to fate, dragging his tired body and non-spinning legs, he had no choice but to get on the pink basket.

He looked angrily at the circle of powder inside, lowered his head sadly, and said in a low voice: "If only we could run ten seconds faster, we don't have to be in this powdery place, it's not suitable at all. We two old men."

Zhou Lianfeng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Jiang Mo, have you ever heard of macho fans?"

Jiang Mo nodded: "I heard it, but isn't that a joke?"

"No." Zhou Lianfeng tapped the pink area lightly twice, and said, "In Europe in the [-]th century, pink meant the color of blood thinning, and it was the most masculine color. The princes and nobles at that time, Everyone loves pink."

Jiang Mo looked up at Zhou Lianfeng again in shock.Both of them are science students, and he especially doesn't know these histories.It was half-believing, but the words came out of Zhou Lianfeng's mouth, even if he didn't believe him, he believed most of them.

Looking at it this way, pink is not a very feminine color.Jiang Mo felt much more at ease.

As the Ferris wheel rises slowly, you can have a panoramic view of the night view of the entire amusement park, and you can even look at the busy traffic on the ring road from a distance.Straight roads meet and intersect each other, and the vehicles are also in a hurry.

This life grows very fast, but it is also fast.

But the Ferris wheel is also very fast, Jiang Mo even felt that he would have reached the top within 15 minutes.He watched the one in front just passed the highest point, lowered his head and licked his lips.

It's moist, it's not dry, it won't be. Zhou Lianfeng's lip service.

He made sure of this, and as soon as he raised his head, he wanted to pounce on Zhou Lianfeng's body, like something he wanted to do but didn't do before.

But before he could move, Zhou Lianfeng's aura was already in front of him.The high nose tip and his nose want to connect, as long as he takes a breath, the smell of Zhou Lianfeng will be in his nostrils.

Jiang Mo only felt a little hot, so even hotter fell on his lips.

He was only stunned for a moment, then stretched out his arms and hugged Zhou Lianfeng's neck tightly.

He thought, it would be great if someone could capture this moment.Even ten, 20, or 50 years later, when the two of them find this photo, they can still remember this moment.

The ferris wheel turned 45 degrees again, Zhou Lianfeng finally let go of Jiang Mo's lips.But he still didn't let go of his embrace, his forehead pressed against his forehead, and his voice was as deep as a cello: "Jiang Mo, we will be together forever. Even if we cross the Naihe Bridge, we have to wait for each other."

"Okay." Jiang Mo sniffed, "Whoever likes to drink that bowl of Mengpo soup can drink it. I don't want to drink it, so I will remember you, and I will remember you in my next life."

"Okay." Zhou Lianfeng's breath was still blowing on the tip of his nose, and he laughed to himself, which instantly touched Jiang Mo's heart.Pounding and jumping vigorously, his head was dizzy again, so he just said to Zhou Lianfeng: "Brother Feng, let's go home, go home... There are many things we can do."

After he finished speaking, he realized that there is no one who invites people to do things like him!

He was so hot-headed that he lost his face.It's so embarrassing, I have forgotten all the etiquette, justice and shame.Even if the old uncle found out, he would probably jump out of the grave, point at his nose and scold him.

but……

Jiang Mo raised his eyelids slightly again, looked at Zhou Lianfeng's eyes that could only reflect him, and took a deep breath.

Fuck etiquette, righteousness and shame, has he cared about etiquette, righteousness and shame since he was a child?He has long been shameless, afraid of something.Zhou Lianfeng was his partner, and it wasn't the first time, he even got into the sedan chair with his little wife—he was just as shy as the first time, what's going on?

He figured it out, and immediately turned to Zhou Lianfeng cheerfully.He pulled Zhou Lianfeng to sit next to him, and waited for the ferris wheel to slowly descend.

Obviously when I went up, I felt that time passed so fast, but when I got down, it became terribly slow.

It seems that the second hand is ticking, but it is walking like the minute hand.Jiang Mo waited for a long time before he finally saw the bottom line.

As soon as he went, Jiang Mo walked forward quickly.Zhou Lianfeng followed behind unhurriedly, seeing that Jiang Mo was running in a direction that wasn't quite a facility, he asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go home!" Jiang Mo turned his head and gave him a weird look, "Didn't you say go home, why don't you go home—"

What about the secretary!

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