Fang Zheng and Meng Chudong got off the train at 6:30 in the morning. They didn't want to take the night train, but the number of trains to choose from was really limited. In order to catch up with the large army, they had to do this. Summit 23S.

The fastest update.しw0.【Fast update&nbp;&nbp;Please search】However, the strange thing is that when they walked out of the train station, not only did they not feel tired, but they felt refreshed, "We will see the Chinese brothers soon."

"This idea is like a magic pill of RMB. As long as you carry it, you can be full of red and blue for a long time.

The city has not yet fully awakened in the early morning, and the sidewalks are a little deserted, but the buses are already busy, playing a cheerful concerto on the asphalt road.

The train station is very close to the bus station. The two of them arrived exactly ten minutes after walking according to the map on their mobile phones. Because they had booked their bus tickets online in advance, they saved themselves the trouble of queuing and waited in the busy waiting hall for about half an hour.

Got on the bus to the destination.

As the bus drove farther and farther, the scenery outside the window changed from high-rise streets to deserted wilderness, and then slowly transitioned to green mountains and green waters. I wonder if it was because of the scenery, even the sky seemed bluer.

"Hey," Fang Zheng pushed Xiaoniao sitting next to him and asked in a low voice, "Do you think there will be people from China in this car?"

It's just after eight o'clock now, and there is still nearly an hour before the earliest gathering time. Logically speaking, the probability of meeting friends is not too high, and when getting on the bus, Fang Zheng glanced around. They were either a family of three or a sweet couple.

, a few young people wearing outdoor jackets were a bit suspicious at first, but the hiking bags half a person's height on the luggage rack exposed their identities as pure travel friends, and no one would include accommodation in a hot spring hotel in the tour fee.

Just bring your own tent... But then again, there are still a few crazy people in China =_=

After reasoning and reasoning to no avail, I had no choice but to seek help from relatives and friends.

Xiaoniao was closing his eyes to rest - although he was not mentally exhausted, he still had to take care of his body when he had time. After hearing this, he adjusted his posture to make himself more comfortable, but still did not open his eyes, and just said lightly:

"The one in the last row."

The occupancy rate of the bus is only about 60%, mostly concentrated in the front and middle. This area is also the main subject of Fang Zheng's observation. Now after Xiaoniao said this, he quickly turned around, quietly stood up, and raised his head slightly higher than the seat.

Back until the eyes are completely exposed.

After seeing the target clearly, Fang Zheng understood why Xiaoniao only mentioned the last row and not which seat it was, because there was only one person there, a man sitting very upright. Due to the obstruction of the seat, he could not see clearly the figure and figure.

The clothes on his face indicate that he is about 20 years old. At this moment, he is looking out the window. In theory, he should be admiring the beautiful scenery along the way, but his focused expression has nothing to do with comfort, more like

Listening carefully to an important lesson. From Fang Zheng's perspective, what you see is the other person's profile at 45°, with clear lines and heroic spirit.

"Hey, he's quite handsome." Fang Zheng peeked and touched the bird with her elbow, hoping to get a response.

The little bird resisted the urge to bring him back: "Haha."

While he was watching unscrupulously, the man suddenly turned his head, as if he had spotted Fang Zheng looking at him, and met Fang Zheng's round eyes almost exactly.

It was embarrassing now. Fang Zheng held up the back of the chair and only half of his head was exposed. It was not that easy to retract it now. After struggling for a long time, he decided to greet the other party openly. Thinking of this, he let go of the back of the chair.

Retract the pouted buttocks, stand up completely, and prepare to show the spirit of a heroic young man...

This--this--

Don't brake suddenly at this time. I'm standing without any protection at all. Damn it——

Bang!

bass--

Damn, who made the bus floor so smooth!!!

When the car stopped, Fang Zheng also stopped. The driver opened the window and cursed loudly. Fang Zheng struggled to grab the legs of the chair and raised his head to the suspected Chinese brother above him with a "smiling smile": "...Hello."

The suspected brother quickly helped him up, his tone full of distress: "No need to force a smile."

Fang Zheng held his hand tightly: "Okay, then can you... stop fucking laughing too!"

It's okay if you don't say it, but once you say it, the other party loses control, and the corners of his mouth are so curved that they can reach the moon in the sky!

Fang Zheng grimaced in pain and wanted to kick him out of the car window, but before that he needed to search the memory bank, because it seemed like he had heard the other person's voice somewhere before...

Before he could finish his search, the scared little bird had already rushed over. He didn't dare to touch him recklessly, so he could only check up and down, left and right: "Where did it hit? Is it broken? Is it broken? Is there any internal bleeding?"

Why does it sound like a curse when it comes out of the bird's mouth when it's clearly about caring?

It’s so hard to understand this kind of twisted love tat

"It's not broken, it's not broken, there's no internal bleeding. It's just that my whole body hurts a little when I fell. I'll be fine if I take it slow." Fang Zheng said, patting the dirt on her clothes.

Xiaoniao frowned and patted him, very gently, for fear of touching his painful spot: "Aren't you handsome?"

Fang Zheng didn't understand. It wasn't until she saw Xiaoniao glancing at "suspected Brother Huaxia" that she finally understood and nodded quickly: "Handsome!"

The little bird grinds his teeth: "Does it still hurt?"

Fang Zheng flat-mouthed and told the truth: "It hurts."

The little bird nodded: "Yes."

Fang Zheng felt aggrieved: "You don't love me anymore, tat."

Xiaoniao sighed: "I really want to prove to you that you are wrong, but now everyone in the car is staring at the two of us. If I prove it, I'm afraid it will be a shame."

Fang Zheng: "..."

The uncle driver is still not driving, but the verbal abuse with the person who was almost scratched has come to an end. The parked bus is very quiet, so quiet that you can hear the blinking sounds of the onlookers. That aunt, can you stop opening your mouth so wide?

I know that some of the words used by my boyfriend may have opened the door to a new world for you, but believe me, close the door quickly, that is not suitable for you. Brother, what you did to cover your daughter's eyes and ears is very wrong.

, the flowers of the motherland not only need sunshine, rain and dew, but also occasionally artificial fertilization. Those three travel friends, yes, let’s talk about you, just watch and whisper... Brothers, I just complain casually, you don’t have to go out of your way.

Come and argue with me -

"If you have breasts... you are a mother?"

Fang Zheng looked at the three young men in front of her, then at the bird, then at the familiar stranger on the other side, and finally reviewed her performance just now, and finally shook her head in confusion: "What are you talking about?

?”

The little bird holds his forehead.

Another man held back his laughter, but his shoulders almost fell apart.

The interrogator had a dark look on his face. If it was just suspicion at first, it is now confirmed: "Stop pretending, I can scan your voice into a QR code."

Huh?

Fang Zheng's eyes widened. This voice was also very familiar, and it seemed to be easier to search in the memory bank than the previous one: "...Lingling?"

Silent Hill turned to the bird: "Can I beat him?"

Xiaoniao shook his head: "No."

Silent Hill rolled his eyes: "Don't you need to be so protective?"

Xiaoniao patted him on the shoulder: "I mean, if you want to beat him at this level, what will you do in the future?"

Silent Hill: "How could I hear the tragedy of sacrificing a happy family for you?"

Birdie: "It's okay."

Fang Zheng: “That’s enough for you ==”

As he spoke, the bus started up again, and soon the whole world returned to a sense of safety and noise.

Other passengers stopped watching, because they found that these young men understood every word of Chinese spoken, and when put together it was very profound——

"silent Hill."

"A night of rejuvenation."

"The Yin Children's Room."

"plly."

"Ahem, if you have milk, you are a mother."

The five friends who finally revealed their identities finally recognized each other, and then unanimously set their sights on the aborigines at the back of the car——

The man still had a bright smile on his face, as bright as a poplar in the sun: "Go to Liangzhou in March."

…

【Middle part of the bus】

"Little bird."

"Um?"

"I take it back."

"Isn't he handsome anymore?"

"not at all!"

If a man always chats privately with your boyfriend, and the words he talks are like passwords that you can't understand at all, then no matter how handsome he is, you have to treat him like a cabbage, and you have to use your hands to kill him. You, the first wife, can't

Knowing how to lead a dog.——"The Secret Technique of the Head's Charioteer"

…

[Front of the bus]

Silent Hill: "If you have breasts, you are a mother, if you have breasts, you are a mother..."

A night of recollection: "Captain, you have said it eight hundred times, why is it love at first sight?"

Silent Hill: "Please keep your voice down, so the zombies can hear it and they can pounce on me and eat my brains =_="

Yin'erfang: "So he guessed it right?!"

Silent Hill: "Yes, sister! Has your brain been eaten? I mean, this is the first time I have seen someone with an ID that matches mine!"

After a night of returning to the soul, Yin'erfang: "..."
To be continued...