Eight wind does not move

When some things happen, it feels unbelievable.

In the past year, Zhou Hang got used to pushing the car out of the mud pit with Jiang Yu, lying on the ground together, unable to take a bath when patrolling the mountains outside, sleeping together dirty, showering together, and bandaging each other's wounds , living in the isolated Hoh Xil, coexisting with wild animals in the muddy quicksand, dealing with poachers, walking in a comprehensive shopping mall at this time, Zhou Hang felt that he had suddenly returned to a civilized society.

At the same time, pushing the shopping cart and shopping in the mall side by side with Jiang Yu also gave Zhou Hang a sense of confusion across the ages.

Jiang Yu was walking in front of him, picking and choosing in the gift area, and said, "It's been a long time since I came to such a big shopping mall."

The winter in Shanghai is naturally not as cold as Hoh Xil. Jiang Yu was wearing a short black down jacket. His hair grew long and he went for another haircut. He only pushed his temples up. Compared with the previous crew cut, he looked younger. There are many.

Jiang Yu used to be like this too, with white sneakers, refreshingly pushing the shopping cart instead of fighting fiercely in the mud.

Where will the rootless seed fall?

At this moment, Jiang Yu just turned around, saw Zhou Hang's distracted look, and asked him, "Are you still online?"

Zhou Hang blinked his eyes and came back to his senses. Jiang Yu patted a red gift box: "How about buying this for your mother? It's expensive, and it's so beautifully arranged."

Zhou Hang took it over and looked at it carefully, frowning together, and slapped Zhou Hang's hand away: "Kidney tonic, why does my mother want this?"

"Ah..." Jiang Yu put the gift box back, he really wanted to give his mother-in-law a good gift, but scratching his head at the shelf here, this move attracted two shopping guides little girl.

In fact, Zhou Hang could feel that these two girls had been observing Jiang Yu before, and Jiang Yu replied kindly, and the two girls immediately started a more intense recommendation.

Zhou Hang had a headache when he heard it, but Jiang Yu chatted with the two girls with ease, and seriously asked about supplements for middle-aged and elderly people.

"Still, let's buy clothes..." Zhou Hang reluctantly pulled Jiang Yu out of the gift area: "If my mother finds out that you bought her supplements for middle-aged and elderly people, I guarantee that you don't have a whole body."

Zhou Hang pulled Jiang Yu around the gift area: "Check out these things first, then go to eat, and finally go to the second floor to buy clothes."

Jiang Yu was dragged away by Zhou Hang, but after all, he had long legs, so he followed after being dragged a few steps, and even took the shopping cart into his hands: "I don't want to be more formal when I meet my mother-in-law for the first time. .”

"Those two shopping guides are too wordy."

"Oh." Jiang Yu paused for a moment, then stopped suddenly, stared at Zhou Hang quite seriously and asked, "Honey, you won't be jealous."

"How is it possible!" Zhou Hang retorted immediately, and pushed Jiang Yu casually, who bent down laughing.

"Why are you so cute?"

"Pay and go!"

It was the first time for Jiang Yu to see automatic payment collection, and he took the initiative to scan the prices of the items in the shopping cart with great interest. Zhou Hang searched for nearby delicacies beside him, and complained slightly dissatisfied: "The Cantonese restaurant I liked before Turn it off..."

"Then let's eat Sichuan cuisine." Jiang Yu looked at the most prominent Sichuan restaurant on the screen.

"I don't eat spicy food." Zhou Hang continued to swipe the screen, seeming to be talking to himself: "I haven't been back for a year, I've changed a lot."

"Do you think so?" Jiang Yu turned around, scanned the code of the last cabbage, then pulled a shopping bag and scanned it: "I feel that everything has changed."

Zhou Hang suddenly thought that he had only stayed in Hoh Xil for a year, and Jiang Yu had been there for so many years, so naturally he would feel as if he had been in another world.

"Haven't you come out in the past seven years?"

"I've been out, I've been on business trips for meetings, and I've been out for vacations and vacations." Jiang Yu filled up the two shopping bags he bought, handed Zhou Hang a lighter one for him to carry, and carried the other one himself: "But this kind of large I haven’t visited a supermarket for many years.”

"Then we have more time to come."

"Let's find out where to eat first."

Finally, I chose a tea restaurant. Seeing the exquisite presentation of the barbecued pork, the memory of the last time I ate mutton and danced strangely on the grassland was still close in front of my eyes. He took a small half of it and was about to put it to his mouth, when he suddenly realized that the person sitting opposite was his boyfriend.

The people around didn't seem to be looking at them either, Zhou Hang quickly handed the barbecued pork to Jiang Yu's mouth.

Jiang Yu froze for a moment, looked up at Zhou Hang with a nervous expression, smiled and opened his mouth to take the meat, and bit Zhou Hang's chopsticks, Zhou Hang pulled it lightly, before pulling it away, Jiang Yu said in a low voice. I laughed out loud.

There were a lot of people in the restaurant on the weekend, and someone noticed the stalemate. Zhou Hang stepped on Jiang Yu under the table, and Jiang Yu let go.

"Are you a dog?" Zhou Hang felt a little inexplicably guilty when he saw that the girl who saw them turned her head back and covered her mouth and smiled.

"Then you are marrying a dog and following the dog."

Zhou Hang stepped on Jiang Yu again, and Jiang Yu offered Zhou Hang more tea with a smile.

The blandness is also good.

Zhou Hang suddenly thought this way, if he and Jiang Yu were lovers with ordinary jobs in the city, they would probably come to the general supermarket like this every weekend, then have lunch in the mall, and maybe go to the basketball court next door for a meeting Children, or go to a private theater to watch an afternoon movie like a young couple, although it is a bit strange for two men to go in.

Zhou Hang looked at Jiang Yu's hands holding chopsticks. There were obvious calluses on Jiang Yu's fingers, which were worn out by holding guns all year round.

For many nights, he carefully looked at every scar on Jiang Yu's body, and touched every unevenness on his body with his hands.

Jiang Yu can't remember how much blood he spilled on that land, or he doesn't take it seriously anymore.

"Jiang Yu, if you don't go to Hoh Xil, what do you want to do?"

"I haven't thought about it." Jiang Yu fiddled with the kale with chopsticks, with an expression of obvious thinking on his face: "But I remember that I wanted to be a photographer when I was young."

"Like This."

"Well, because my mother is a reporter and has a lot of equipment at home, she never lets me touch these things, so I naturally want to use them, and..."

Jiang Yu paused, as if he was thinking about whether to continue.

Just as Zhou Hang wanted to say something, if he didn't want to say it, he didn't want to say it, so he continued: "And I think this may make my mother pay more attention to me."

"After all, my mother never beat or scolded me, and she never cared what I was doing." Jiang Yu said: "The only time she got angry with me was when I broke her camera, and I secretly took it while she was away. I picked up the camera and wanted to use it, but because I was too nervous, the camera fell to the ground and the lens broke."

"You were beaten?"

"No, I was locked up for two days." Jiang Yu said briefly, obviously not wanting to talk about it in detail: "After that, I don't want to be a photographer anymore."

Zhou Hang didn't know how to speak for a while, the shrimp dumplings in the bowl became a little cold.

After eating, Zhou Hang went to the shop where Tai Shuxin was used to. Tai Shuxin likes to wear cheongsam, probably because his father was often not around since he was a child. Zhou Hang's concern for his mother is obviously deeper, and he also understands every habit of Tai Shuxin.

"Will she like it?" Jiang Yu frowned: "There are very few people wearing cheongsam now."

"My mother likes to wear cheongsams." Zhou Hang said, "Actually, she prefers custom-made ones, but we don't have much time."

Seeing Zhou Hang's familiarity, Jiang Yu clearly felt that this was not the first time Zhou Hang came to buy clothes for his mother. He simply sat on a chair and watched Zhou Hang negotiate with the shop assistant. It's fancy, but it's too simple.

After looking at it with interest for a while, Jiang Yu also got up and stood in front of a cheongsam in the window, which was obviously worn when he was married. The bright red color was embroidered with dragon and phoenix patterns with gold thread.

"What are you thinking about?"

Jiang Yu was in a daze for too long, Zhou Hang called him several times but there was no response, so he walked over and patted Jiang Yu on the shoulder.

"Suddenly I want to..." Jiang Yu looked down at Zhou Hang, narrowed his eyes, and smiled maliciously: "I want to see you wear it."

Zhou Hang grabbed a clothes hanger and threw it on Jiang Yu's head.

The author says:

The third of today's four changes, don't miss the previous drop