what are you doing

They didn't go inside and went directly into the first yurt.

There were not many people inside, only a few people lying down and playing with their mobile phones. As soon as Fang Zeyu entered the door, he felt a wave of heat rushing towards his face. After sitting for a few minutes, it eased up, but it was still very stuffy.

"Brother Yu, how do you feel?" Wang Ge took a sip of hawthorn tea, "Do you feel clear all over?"

"I just feel stuffy." Fang Zeyu said truthfully.

Yu Hao lay down directly, and put his hands under his head, "Brother Yu, you just came in and haven't gotten used to it yet, just stay a little longer."

"If you can't hold on, go out and get some air," Ding An said.

He was afraid that this person would not be able to bear it, so he passed out from the heat.

"It's okay, it's much better." Fang Zeyu shook his head.

"Don't hold on."

"It's okay, it's not as hot as before."

It was indeed not as hot as when he first came in. He must have gotten used to it. Fang Zeyu also lay down with Ding An, as if he was in a huge stove, being roasted by the fire.

It felt a bit like boiling a frog in warm water. He felt that he was the little frog, being boiled slowly, comfortable and relaxed, and even the injury on his back didn't hurt so much.

Ding An closed his eyes and hummed, apparently also drowsy.

Consciousness gradually blurred, and Ding An felt someone pushing him.

He didn't move, and the man continued to push him.

Annoyed to death, Ding An turned over.

"No, Brother Yu," Wang Ge withdrew his hand from pushing him, "We have to wake An Zi up, if he falls asleep, we won't be able to leave tonight."

"How about pinching his nose?" Yu Hao suggested.

"Good idea, come here." Wang Ge made a gesture of invitation.

"No, no, you should do it." Yu Hao waved his hands quickly, "I'm afraid he will take revenge on me."

"Fuck, I'm afraid too." Wang Ge said.

Fang Zeyu ignored the two of them and started directly.

Breathing became difficult all of a sudden, Ding An sniffed, but didn't twitch.

"Fuck!" Ding An puffed up and sat up, panting heavily.

Fang Zeyu quickly withdrew his hand a second before he grabbed his eyes, and said nonchalantly, "You seem to be having a nightmare, and you woke up just in time. We should go."

Wang Ge and Yu Hao turned to look at him with disbelief in their eyes.

Ding An laughed, "Are you afraid of woodpeckers?"

"Huh?" Fang Zeyu asked.

"Puppets seem to be more afraid of woodpeckers." Ding An stood up.

Fang Zeyu lowered his head and smiled, then stood up.

"What are these two people talking about? What puppet bird?" Wang Ge was confused, "Anzi is not angry? This is unreasonable."

Yu Hao sighed and shook his head, followed the two people in front of him out of the yurt, "You, I told you to study more, you insist on feeding the pigs."

He sighed, "I'm really worried about your IQ."

"Hey you!" Wang Ge caught up with them, "Si Haozi, you also learned from them."

Yu Hao chuckled.

It was only after eight o'clock when I left the bathing center, it was already dark, and the small wind was blowing, soothing the dry heat on my body little by little.

It was only then that Fang Zeyu felt what Ding An said about not wanting to go home. He was completely transparent now.

Just two words, comfortable!

"It's snowing." Ding An said.

A few people looked up at the sky, and huge snowflakes swirled in the air and fell, and fell on the tree, covering the tree with a thin quilt, and fell to the ground, laying a thin carpet.

"It's snowing less than the next night." Yu Hao raised his hand to sweep the snow off his head, "It's much bigger than the previous two."

Ding An stretched out his hand to pick up a handful of snowflakes, which were quickly melted by the temperature of his hands, and his palms became moist.

He caught a glimpse of Fang Zeyu staring up at the sky from the corner of his eye, and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"I was wondering, are all snowflakes really hexagonal?" Fang Zeyu said.

"That's it?" Ding An raised his eyebrows, "It's not easy, just watch."

As he spoke, he retracted his hands into his clothes, and pulled his sleeve to catch a snowflake.

"Look." Ding An brought the snowflake closer to Fang Zeyu, "It must be a hexagon."

Fang Zeyu stopped and took a closer look. The snowflakes fell on Ding An's sleeves and did not melt, but spread out softly. Small hexagonal ice crystals intertwined, beautiful and cute.

He reached out and grabbed Ding An's wrist, pulling him closer to take a closer look.

The hot air from his breath hit the back of Ding An's hand, causing his hand to tremble slightly.

The snow melted, Fang Zeyu frowned.

Ding An retracted his hand, but did not retract.

"It's melted." Ding An reminded him.

"Oh," Fang Zeyu came back to his senses, and let go of his hand, "I'm sorry, I couldn't control my breathing."

"It's okay," Ding An took another flower, "Let's see."

This time Fang Zeyu didn't grab his hand, just looked at it from such a close distance, "It turns out that every flower is really different."

"Yes, each one is different," Ding An nodded, "Just like leaves, there are no two identical."

"Two pieces." Fang Zeyu corrected him.

"Huh?" Ding An responded, "Oh, it's two pieces."

After walking in silence for 2 minutes, Ding An kicked the stones on the ground away.

"Aren't you naive!"

Fang Zeyu smiled slightly, he was about to fall in love with the bathing project.

It's just that next time I have to change to a scrubber.

Wang Ge clamored to eat barbecue.

"Didn't you just drink a pot of hawthorn tea?" Yu Hao asked him, "Are you still full?"

"It's just because I drank a pot of hawthorn tea that I'm hungry," Wang Ge said. "This stuff is appetizing."

"Okay," he said, also a little hungry.

A few people found a barbecue restaurant nearby and went in. There were so many people in the restaurant that it was almost full, and the sound of talking and drinking could be heard endlessly.

The waiter led them into a small private room, where there was a table and four stools crammed into it. On the other side against the wall was a small kang, which was so narrow that it could only sit on half of the buttocks.

"[-] skewers of pork, [-] skewers of mutton, [-] skewers of beef, five skewers of kidneys, four skewers of chicken wings, and four bottles of snowflakes," Wang Ge asked them after ordering, "Let's have a drink, you see? Want something?"

"I also want two slices of toast," Yu Hao raised his hand, "Brother An and Yu, what do you two want?"

Fang Zeyu didn't order anything else, Ding An returned a bottle of beer and asked for a pot of boiled Coke.

"An Zi, you are not enough buddies," Wang Ge accused him, "We all drink, you drink Coke?"

Ding An rolled his eyes, "Would you drink like everyone else?"

"You're too much," Wang Ge groaned on Yu Hao's shoulder, "You don't even drink with me, you are no longer my little sweetheart."

"...don't be sick."

"Okay." Wang Ge quickly accepted.

Fang Zeyu looked at the two of them with a complicated expression on his face.

"They're just like this, just get used to it." Yu Hao shook his head and said to him.

Fang Zeyu was noncommittal.

The beer was served, but Ding An didn't take it.

After a while, the Coke was ready. Ding An reached out and took the beer in front of Fang Zeyu to himself, and exchanged the Coke for him.