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Zhong Linyun came a little faster than I expected.

I sat on the mound and tried to sleep with my eyelids stretched out, and the light in the distance woke me up.

The light of the motorcycle headlights approached with the roar.I stood up, squinted my eyes, and felt that the scene looked familiar.

It probably happened many times, when I was in darkness, Zhong Linyun came with light.

This sudden thought made me sigh with emotion for a while, until Zhong Linyun stopped in front of me suddenly, and the dust kicked up hit my face...

The artistic conception was completely destroyed.

I wrinkled my face, spit out the sand in my mouth, and asked in distress.

"Can't you just stop a little further?"

"Sorry." Zhong Linyun said soullessly, "This place is more difficult to stop."

I think he did it on purpose. In order to get revenge, I called him to skip work and ran to this wilderness.

But I can't turn around and leave with a strong backbone, after all, they came to pick me up with good intentions.

And apart from the dilapidated Honda motorcycle in front of him, it might be the only means of transportation within a ten-mile radius.

i have no other choice

So I didn't say anything, walked to the side of the car and straddled him.

Zhong Linyun tacitly handed over a helmet.

"Thank you." I took it and put it on, and at the same time I was a little curious, "You also brought an extra helmet?"

"This car belongs to someone else." Zhong Linyun said, "He uses this car to pick up his girlfriend."

"Oh." I wrapped my arms around his waist, "That 'other', don't you have to pick up your girlfriend from get off work tonight?"

"I wanted it at first." Zhong Linyun said coldly, "I don't need it now."

His serious tone amused me, and I laughed a few times, knowing in my heart that he must have cut off some younger brother's motorcycle.

To come and pick me up.

The motorcycle drove a certain distance, and I suddenly remembered a very important thing.

"Do you have a driver's license?" I tugged at the corner of his clothes and asked nervously.

"Yes." The wind blew Zhong Linyun's voice over.

I calculated his age, and briefly thought about the difficulty of obtaining a motorcycle driver's license. Finally, I squeezed his waist tighter with my arms.

In case of an accident, Zhong Linyun is my perfect human cushion.

Although there is a high probability that it is useless, it is better than nothing.

Zhong Linyun's driving skills are much better than I imagined, and I didn't feel very bumpy when I was sitting in the car on such a bumpy road.

I gradually relaxed, loosened my hand a little, rested my head on Zhong Linyun's back, and closed my eyes.

I was too sleepy and tired, my eyelids were drooping, and I clamored to fall asleep immediately.

"Don't sleep." Zhong Linyun probably sensed my state, let go of the handle briefly, and patted my arm, "It's not safe."

I was woken up by his patting, sat up straight in a daze, and yawned.

"Too sleepy."

"That can't be done." Zhong Linyun was very firm, and he calmly warned me, "Someone fell asleep before, and the skin on half of his face was worn off."

It is rare for Zhong Linyun to say so much, and he managed to scare me.

In order not to fall into a bloody mess, I managed to pull myself together.

But things like sleeping are very pseudo-scientific. How can you not sleep if you say you don’t want to.

My eyelids were drooping all the time, and my mind was constantly testing on the edge of chaos.

The drowsiness is really overwhelming. In order to resist it, I can only do other small movements to divert my attention.

So I stretched out my claws to Zhong Linyun.

I loosened the arms around his waist slightly, moved my fingers over, and tapped carefully on his waist.

I have a question that I have been curious about for a long time.

How does the abdominal muscle feel.

I pinched the thin layer of soft flesh on my stomach, or it was a layer of skin, and asked my sister this question in doubt.

She told me it felt good.

What is the specific method?

I'm even more curious.

But when I pressed her, she got impatient.

"Practice by yourself, practice self-touch." She said bluntly, "Or find a boyfriend with abs."

Personally, I'm lazy, and I don't want to work hard on my abs for a good feel.

And I don't have a boyfriend.

So this question bothers me till now.

But now, a great opportunity is in front of me.

The eternal problem that has been entangled for a long time is about to be solved, and I am overjoyed and ready to move.

Zhong Linyun did not disappoint me, he must have abdominal muscles.

Generally, boys with exercise habits will have abdominal muscles.

Zhong Linyun is not an ordinary boy, and the sports he is used to are much more intense than the daily exercise methods of ordinary boys.

……

It's a fight.

But I only look at the result, not the process.

So it doesn't matter how he got his abs.

I poked here and there on Zhong Linyun's abdominal muscles, intending to experience the texture better, but my attention was quickly attracted by other things.

All kinds of bumps and scars.

I am familiar with many scars, there is a small line on the side, where the waist and abdomen meet.

It was typed by his father when he was drunk when he was a child.

"How could it be done like this?" I was timid when I was a child, looking at the newly scabbed wound, I asked in horror.

"Beer bottle." Zhong Linyun said, "It's broken."

Probably because my expression at that time was too scary, my eyes were round and round, and I felt like I was about to cry.

Zhong Linyun comforted me in turn, saying that it didn't hurt too much.

I touched the scar, and my thoughts began to fly again.

When I was a child, I was timid and easy to deceive. When Zhong Linyun said it didn’t hurt, I believed that he really didn’t hurt.

On the way back from school that day, I completely forgot all about it. I walked fast by myself, and turned around to blame Zhong Linyun for procrastinating today and walking so slowly.

Zhong Linyun didn't say anything, just smiled palely and walked up quickly.

Follow me half a step behind.

There are also many scars that I don't know, probably new injuries.

There was a particularly shocking streak that almost ran across the entire abdomen. I looked for the origin from the middle to the side, and the more I touched it, the more frightened I became.

When I was obsessed with exploring Zhong Linyun's scars, Zhong Linyun, who had been silent all this time, finally couldn't help it.

"Don't touch it," he said. "Itches."

"Huh?" My thoughts were interrupted, and my brain couldn't connect for a long time, so I blurted out, "Why are you itchy?"

What I mean is, you are not even afraid of pain, why would you be afraid of itchiness.

I was in a hurry and didn't express myself clearly.

Zhong Linyun's voice was helpless.

"I'm human, of course it itch."

"Oh." I replied with my mouth, but my hands were not honest enough to poke on his abdominal muscles.

I was disobedient, Zhong Linyun could only let go of one grip and grabbed my hand.

"Stop moving." He lowered his head and scolded.

I struggled a little, but I couldn't break him with either hand, so I had to give up.

"Okay." I said, "I'm not going to move. You should drive carefully and don't drive in an accident."

Zhong Linyun was very vigilant. He held my hand for a while, making sure that I had no intention of moving it, then let go and put it back on the handle of the car.

Don't let me sleep, don't let me touch you.

I was so bored that I had to find something else to do.

"Hey." I decided to chat with Zhong Linyun.

It's not a good idea, but I have no choice.

"What's the matter with that scar on your waist? It's so long... It's almost like a caesarean section."

Zhong Linyun probably didn't expect that I would talk about someone's wound as soon as I opened my mouth, and compare it with the open wound.

He kicked the accelerator, the car accelerated and flew several meters away.

I was so scared that I quickly hugged his waist tighter.

Zhong Linyun also knew that he was excited, so he slowed down the speed of the car.

"C-sections are performed vertically," he said.

"Is there no horizontal one?" I asked if I didn't understand, very eager to learn.

He was silent for a moment, and answered honestly.

"do not know."

His honesty pleased me inexplicably, and I stuck to his back and laughed again.

My laughter was mixed with the roar of the machinery, and it was hard to tell the difference.

I've had enough laughs, I wiped away two tears that I don't know whether they came out of laughter or sleepiness, and asked.

"Why are you looking for such a job? You are so busy every day, you don't get much money, and you are always injured."

This is also a question I have struggled with for a long time.

However, Zhong Linyun did not answer, he was silent for a moment, and asked back.

"Why did you run away from home?"

There is nothing to hide about this issue, it is not something to be ashamed of.

"Because my dad changed my choice." I said straightforwardly, "I originally had good grades in the art and college entrance examinations, and I was able to choose a school I liked more, but my dad thought that school was not good... It's not that the school is bad, he I felt that being a dancer was bad, disgraceful, and embarrassing to him, so I voluntarily changed to another school, saying that the school’s finances were good, and I was asked to make do with dancing, and then I would find connections and transfer to finance. ..."

As I talked, I was so angry with myself.

"Do you think he is a strange person? When I was a child, my mother wanted to send me to learn ballet. I cried and shouted that I was not happy. He pushed me there. Now I am happy. I think it is good to be a dancer or even a teacher. He I think I lost points again..."

Zhong Linyun still didn't speak, I poked him dissatisfied.

"By the way, are you listening?"

"Hmm." He hummed and asked, "So you still have to go to the original school if you repeat your studies?"

"How are you sure I'm going to repeat it?" I said, "Maybe I don't want to go to college at all."

"You think." Zhong Linyun said.

His answer seemed to be more certain than my own, but it really hit my heart.

"Just think about it," I said.

"Do you want to be admitted to the school you originally applied for?" Zhong Linyun asked.

"I want to, but I may not be able to pass the exam." I said, "The school is in Beijing, and the exam is quite difficult. I was so exhausted from the training camp last year that I finally passed it. This year... the training camp has already started..."

"Beijing." Zhong Linyun paused, "You seem to have said before that you want to go to Beijing."

This is the second time he mentioned something about his childhood, but I don't have much memory of it.

"Really?" I said, "I don't really remember, maybe I said it casually before."

Zhong Linyun was silent for a while before speaking.

"Motor vehicles are not allowed in Beijing." He seemed to be talking to himself.

I laughed again, tonight's Zhong Linyun is very special, he talks a lot in a daze, seems a bit cute.

"Then don't ride a motor vehicle." I said, "Take a driver's license and drive."

I don't know if it was my illusion, but Zhong Linyun seemed to be smiling.

There was a very soft sound, wrapped in the wind, and disappeared after a while.

Zhong Linyun did not respond to my words.

When I was about to forget about this topic, I heard Zhong Linyun's chest vibrate.

A slight "hmm."