After Aojiao's amnesia turned into a crying bag

"I didn't want to use a single sentence to make you change your mind."

As soon as the words fell, Fang Chuxi closed his eyes tightly, but his heart was full of turmoil.

He had just experienced an emotional ups and downs, and he really wanted to turn around and leave, but the car was driving at a high speed, and the driver didn't have any intention of letting him go.He could only temporarily pretend to be asleep to avoid the embarrassment of being in the same space as Lu Yunchuan.

Who knows, but heard such an explanation.

It sounded... still a little apprehensive and flustered.

Fang Chuxi unconsciously remembered one thing.When I was in college, there was a mountain bike crash in University C. The perpetrator was Lu Yunchuan, and the boy who was hit by him broke his arm. He spread the word that he was arrogant and domineering, and bullied others because of his family's wealth.

However, the boy didn't mention a word that he quarreled with his girlfriend first, raised his hand and slapped the girl, and then was turned by Lu Yunchuan who was passing by on his bicycle and hit him on his back, and all this was seen by Fang Chuxi who happened to be endorsing nearby .

Later Lu Yunchuan was rumored, but he himself did not give any explanation.It was Fang Chuxi who quietly went to find out the surveillance video, contacted the girl, and finally the girl posted it on the school's confession wall in person, which stopped the rumor.

He didn't know whether it was a strange self-esteem, or Lu Yunchuan didn't care about other people's evaluation.But with his eight years of understanding of Lu Yunchuan, when he was misunderstood, Lu Yunchuan never bothered to explain.

But at this moment, Lu Yunchuan seemed very afraid of being misunderstood by him.

But after that sentence, Lu Yunchuan should have thought that he was asleep, so he didn't speak again.

The car was quiet for a long time, only the faint sound of wind outside the car window could be heard.

Probably due to the exhaustion caused by emotional ups and downs, Fang Chuxi really fell asleep without knowing it, and when he woke up again, he was startled by the yellow sand all over the sky.

The world outside the window has become a yellow mist, and the sweeping dust can be vaguely seen passing through the glass. The distance that can be seen in the distance is very close, almost less than ten meters, and the gray-black national road is submerged in a piece of yellow sand. In places other than the road, it is almost impossible to distinguish the difference between the sky and the ground.

"Sandstorm?" He subconsciously looked at Lu Yunchuan beside him, and a small thin blanket slipped down from his body, which made him startled, not knowing when he put it on.

Hearing his voice, Lu Yunchuan immediately let go of his frowning: "Well, it wasn't so serious just now."

Fang Chuxi turned on the phone, and when the screen opened, more than a dozen sandstorm warnings from the weather software popped up.He opened the map and took a quick look. Now they have only traveled half of the way, and they are still three or four hours away from their destination camp today.

"I'll call the director and them back." Fang Chuxi dialed Meng Qi's phone with some worry, not knowing where the crew's car was now, it wasn't his crow's mouth, but this kind of weather is too prone to accidents.

The word "director" immediately caught Lu Yunchuan's attention, and he drove without changing his expression, his ears quietly pricked up.

Fortunately, the signal was okay, and Meng Qi got through immediately: "Chu Xi? I was just about to call you. How are you?"

"We've walked halfway, and we probably won't be able to arrive at the camp until the afternoon," Fang Chuxi looked down at the map, "Is the production team all right?"

"We just stopped in a service area, and we will wait for the sandstorm to subside before we go on the road." Meng Qi paused, "Be careful and don't hurry."

He lowered his voice in these few words, although it was a normal concern, it felt a bit like a lover whispering.

Fang Chuxi was a little uncomfortable, and hung up the phone after saying a few words casually.As soon as he pressed the end button, Lu Yunchuan asked, "Do you feel bored?"

Fang Chuxi looked at him with some confusion: "It's okay."

"There are mineral water and snacks in the back seat, and two books." Lu Yunchuan said casually, "If you still want to sleep, put the seat down, lie down and sleep, and cover it with a blanket."

Before the voice finished, it seemed that it was not enough, and he added: "If you want to go to the service area, there will be one in about an hour, and I will call you when you arrive."

It was rare for him to talk so much at once, which made Fang Chuxi feel strange, but when he thought of the phone call just now, he suddenly understood something.

Meng Qi just cared about him on the phone, and Lu Yunchuan was about to say more about him.

This is some kind of secret rivalry, or rather, jealousy.

It's the behavior of a primary school student... Fang Chuxi felt a little funny for no reason, but before he could smile, he remembered what happened before going to bed.

That ray of smile disappeared completely in an instant, and he looked sideways at the blurred yellow outside the window, without saying a word.

He was still very angry, and there was always a layer of depression in his heart.

Those were the emotions he had accumulated over the past five years, and they definitely couldn't be appeased in a day or two, otherwise he wouldn't have chosen to divorce in the first place.

The car went straight all the way, half an hour later, the sandstorm was still rampant, showing no signs of weakening.

Vehicles are moving slowly, and the worse the weather, the more the driver needs to concentrate.Fang Chuxi glanced at the time inadvertently, and found that they had been on the road for nearly four hours.

In the case of long-distance driving, the people in the car often change their driving to prevent the driver from driving fatigue.

Fang Chuxi glanced at Lu Yunchuan subconsciously, and found that the man's expression was still flat, without any trace of fatigue.

He frowned.

Is he really not tired, or is he deliberately pretending to be like this?

In the yellow sand all over the sky, the car ran slowly for another half an hour, and finally arrived at the service area built by a row of bungalows.

Before getting out of the car, the two of them put on windproof glasses and masks. Lu Yunchuan gave Fang Chuxi the only scarf. The lower half of the face was covered.

Fang Chuxi still wanted to struggle, but Lu Yunchuan turned around and got out of the car.

Fang Chuxi: "..."

He had no choice but to open the door and get out of the car. The moment the door opened, Fang Chuxi's face was covered in sand all over the sky. The air seemed to be choking, and he could barely open his eyes.

He closed the car door against the wind and staggered towards the service area.In this kind of weather, although the service area is more than ten meters away, there is only a faint shadow. People walking in the sandstorm seem to be drawn into a different world, and they can barely recognize the direction by instinct.

Lu Yunchuan suddenly came to his side, put his arms around his shoulders, and his tall body blocked most of the dust on the windward side.

The man's voice sounded indistinctly beside his ears: "I'll count to three and run."

Before Fang Chuxi could react, Lu Yunchuan said in a low voice: "Three."

Fang Chuxi: "...?"

Immediately afterwards, his hand was tightly held by Lu Yunchuan, and he couldn't help but be dragged towards the door of the service area with big strides.

It wasn't until Fang Chuxi rushed into the door of the service area that Fang Chuxi was finally able to tear off the scarf and mask, and took a deep breath.

The face and mouth seemed to be full of sand, and Lu Yunchuan's body was even worse. Even the hands they held were covered with yellow sand, as if they had rolled in the sand.

Fang Chuxi suddenly realized something, and immediately withdrew his hand.

Lu Yunchuan's hands were empty, he lost his mind for a moment, and quickly returned to his normal state: "Go and wash your face."

The restroom is just at the left turn of the entrance, Fang Chuxi walked over quickly, Lu Yunchuan took off the mask covered with sand on his face, and looked at the small service area.

This row of bungalows are all connected together to form a long corridor. On both sides are some small shops selling food and specialties. At the moment, only two or three shops are open. There is another one at the entrance of Lanzhou Ramen not far away. The old man was guarding a pot of boiled corn, and the aroma was tangy.

When Fang Chuxi came out of the bathroom, he saw the Lanzhou ramen shop and the pot of corn in a blink of an eye, and felt a little hungry.

He walked to the side of the noodle shop and smiled at the old man sitting on the chair, "Master, how do you sell the corn?"

The old man compared the number "two" with him, Fang Chuxi nodded: "Then I want one."

The old man glanced at Lu Yunchuan who was not far away: "Your friend, do you want to try it too?"

Fang Chuxi was taken aback for a moment, and looked at Lu Yunchuan who was not far away.

Lu Yunchuan's gaze had been following him all along, but he immediately turned his head when he heard the words: "No need."

Fang Chuxi ignored him: "Well, he doesn't need it, just give me one."

The uncle smiled, said nothing, and picked a big one for Fang Chuxi.

When Lu Yunchuan came out after washing his face and hands, Fang Chuxi had already entered the noodle shop and sat down.Lu Yunchuan originally wanted to sit at the same table with him, but seeing Fang Chuxi's appearance, he probably didn't want to see him.

He pondered for two seconds, picked up a stool, sat on the outermost side of the noodle shop, and ordered a large bowl of Lanzhou ramen.

The old corn seller was sitting two or three meters away from him. His eyes, which had experienced many vicissitudes, passed over the two people who were sitting farthest from each other in the shop, and then smiled at Lu Yunchuan: "Did you quarrel?"

Lu Yunchuan's expression froze slightly.

The old man laughed again, turned over the corn with iron tongs, and said in a voice that only Lu Yunchuan could hear: "You are young, what's the matter, just talk about it earlier, it will be fine."

Lu Yunchuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a low voice, "He is angry with me, not because of trivial matters."

"Young man," the old man shook his head, "in a person's life, as long as it has nothing to do with life and death, it is a trivial matter."

Lu Yunchuan was slightly stunned, subconsciously looking at the old man.

The old man looked at the corn in the pot and murmured, "This corn was originally sold by my old lady."

"At that time, I helped her look at the stall all afternoon, patronizing and chatting with people, but the bottom of the pot was overcooked. She was angry with me and wanted to go to other places to find her daughter, but she was pushed on the train and suddenly couldn't stand. Living."

"When I arrived, she could only lie on the bed with her mouth crooked, unable to move or speak," the old man put down the clip, "It will be gone within a few months."

Lu Yunchuan was silent for a long time, and said, "My condolences."

The old man sighed and shook his head: "I've always thought, why am I angry with her? If I hadn't been angry with her that day, she would still be knitting a sweater here, scolding me for not turning over the corn... "

"If you want me to tell you, if you are angry, you should talk to people well. If they ignore you, you can pester him a little bit and be nice to him. Human hearts are fleshy, so there is no one who can't be warmed up, right?"

The old man babbled on a lot of things, the old man at this age always likes to babble, and unknowingly got distracted by other things, but Lu Yunchuan listened silently the whole time, nodding his head lightly from time to time.

When Fang Chuxi finished his meal, he got up and walked towards the entrance of the noodle restaurant. When he looked up, he saw a big bag of corn on Lu Yunchuan's table, and he probably bought the old man's big pot of corn.

Fang Chuxi: "..."

Don't you want to eat?

The author has something to say:

About why someone doesn't talk about Wude and counts to three at once.

He just wanted to find an excuse to hold his wife's hand, Gouzi's scheming is all over the place, tsk tsk