There was a crisp snap, and the room was silent.

Givenan was stunned for ten seconds before gritting his teeth and saying, "You hit me?"

"That's right!" Nagumo confirmed.

The attitude of not salty and indifferent was so angry that the corners of Ji Fan's forehead were bruised, "Why did you hit me?"

"You can open the room eighteen times a month!" Nanyun said coldly.

Givenan softened suddenly.

"You...... What nonsense are you talking about?"

Nagumo lit a cigarette and squinted at him.

Givenan couldn't hold it anymore and quickly changed the subject, "What is the new goal you said?"

……

Wan Shan walked back along the road, and this time, he had already walked three times on this road, and the originally unfamiliar street scene actually had a familiar feeling.

Human adaptability, he thought, is terrifying.

Back at the inn, Feng Hao hadn't returned, the key was in Feng Hao's, he couldn't get in, and he didn't bother to talk to the front desk staff, so he went to the roof to see the scenery.

There is wind on the roof, neither dry nor cold, and on the river in the distance, the lights are shining, the water is sparkling, and it is as beautiful as a dream.

Wan Shan was holding a cigarette, lying on the railing, letting his thoughts follow the wind.

Three days have passed in ten days, and in these three days, he seems to have experienced a lot, and it seems that he has experienced nothing.

Green waters and green mountains, I don't feel it if I see too much, or end the trip early, right?

He didn't want to stay any longer, he always felt as if his heart had fallen into quicksand, and whether he moved or not, he would be swallowed up.

The phone rang, pulling his thoughts back.

Feng Hao came back and asked where he was.

"On the roof. Wan Shan said, hung up the phone and went downstairs.

As soon as he entered the door, Feng Hao shouted at him with drunken eyes, "Mountain...... Brother Shan, what do you mean, you said okay to go together, you ...... You're leaving me there alone, isn't it too much?"

"Isn't this about creating a private space for you?" Wan Shan said, smiling rarely.

Feng Hao was even more angry.

"Less...... Lie to me, you just want to leave me behind and go to Nan...... Guided free massage. ”

"How can there be ......?"

"Take it in your hand, and I will smell it. ”

Feng Hao couldn't help but say that he went to grab Wan Shan's hand, and Wan Shan was clever enough to dodge.

"I'm going to take a shower. ”

Feng Hao grabbed the air, staggered over, grinning, "Hehe, wash ...... together"

"!" Wan Shan pushed him away and locked the door from the inside.

Feng Hao threw himself on the bed, muttered a few words, and snored after a while.

Wan Shan came out of the shower and found that Feng Hao was asleep, so he sat back on his bed, and was about to turn off the light to sleep, when his mobile phone rang, it was an unfamiliar number.

Wan Shan picked up the phone, and a weak female voice came in, "I'm so uncomfortable......"

Wan Shan was stunned for a moment, realized that it was Nanyun, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

There was silence for a long time, and then there was a thud, and I don't know if she had knocked something down or if she had fallen on her own.

"Hey!" Wan Shan shouted into the microphone a few times, but there was still no movement.

He thought about it, hung up the phone, put on his jeans, and went out the door with his coat.

Ran all the way to Nanyun's house, knocked on the door and no one answered, Wan Shan looked left and right, took two steps back, forward, raised his legs, and the door opened with a bang.

There were several wine bottles and a woman lying on the floor of the living room, and the room was mixed with the smell of wine and smoke, as well as the faint smell of safflower oil.

"Day!" Wan Shan couldn't help but burst out, no wonder she was so uncomfortable, and thought that she had a sudden illness, he would never come over if he knew this.

No one would want to run in the middle of the night to take care of a female drunk.

He thought about it, could she have called him just because no one wanted to come?

What about her boyfriend?

Did they get into an argument later?

Wan Shan frowned, bent down and lifted Nanyun from the ground, with great strength, she pulled Nanyun's arm that was not good, and she unconsciously let out a cry of pain.

Wan Shan had to change his posture and carry the person into the bedroom.

When he put it on the bed, Nanyun suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze swept over Wan Shan's face blankly, he was stunned for a moment, called "Dad", and a tear came down the corner of his eye.

Wan Shan didn't answer her, put her away, pulled the quilt over it, and wanted to leave, but her hand was grabbed by her.

"Dad, you're finally back. Nanyun said, "I listened to you and brought my sister up, Dad, you have to praise me." ”

Wan Shan was speechless.

Nanyun didn't get a response, and he didn't give up, "Dad, praise me quickly!"

Wan Shan hesitated for a moment, rubbed his big hand on the top of her head, and said, "Good boy." ”

Nagumo was satisfied, and fell asleep peacefully holding his hand.

Wan Shan pulled out his hand, returned to the living room, sat and smoked a cigarette, and then got up to leave.

When I closed the door, I remembered that the door had been kicked by myself.

He thought about it, walked back in, and fell asleep on the couch.

In the dream, he saw his father, wrapped in a large cotton jacket, with a cigarette pouch hanging from his waist, and a bronzed face covered with folds, walking knee-deep in the snow, followed by a large yellow dog.

He walked towards Wanshan, and the smile made the furrow on his face even more obvious.

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out, and blood-red flowers bloomed in the snow.

"Dad!" Wan Shan shouted and sat up suddenly.

The sky was slightly bright, and Nagumo's tall and thin figure stood opposite him.

It wasn't the sound of gunshots that woke Wanshan up, it was Nagumo who kicked down the wine bottle.

"Why are you at my house?" asked Nagumo.

"You're drunk, call me. Wan Shan said.

"Is there such a thing?" Nagumo was skeptical, "How did you get in?"

"Break in!" Wan Shan said.

"......" Nanyun picked up the mobile phone that he had thrown on the coffee table before, looked through the call logs, and confirmed that Wanshan was not lying.

"Then why don't you go?"

"The door is broken. Wan Shan said.

Nanyun was stunned for a moment, then pulled his hair and smiled.

"So, are you waiting for the reparations or are you afraid that I won't be safe?"

Wan Shan glanced at her and didn't speak.

Nanyun kicked away the wine bottle, sat on the small pier opposite him, took the cigarette case in his hand, took out two cigarettes, and gave one to Wanshan.

The blue and white smoke rose, and Nagumo let out a long breath.

"I didn't say anything about drinking and sleeping, did I?" she asked.

"Nope. Wan Shan said.

After half a cigarette, Nagumo came to life completely and began to tease Wanshan again.

"Who got me to bed?"

"Me. Wan Shan replied honestly.

"How?" asked Nagumo.

Wan Shan took a puff of cigarette and said nothing.

"Did you hold it?" Nagumo chased after him.

Wan Shan was still silent.

"If you don't speak, you acquiesce. Nanyun hung his eyes, "Am I heavy?"

Wan Shan smoked the cigarette to the end in one go, pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, got up and left.

Nanyun also stood up, moving a little slower, and when she chased to the door, Wanshan had already disappeared at the entrance of the building.

He was afraid that Nanyun would chase after him, so he didn't even dare to wait for the elevator.

The sound of footsteps went all the way down, and Nagumo leaned against the door frame until the footsteps were completely gone, and then turned back to the house.

……

When Feng Hao woke up, he found that Wan Shan was not there.

When he came out after washing, Wan Shan came back sweaty.

Feng Hao tiptoed behind Wan Shan, wanting to see if Nanyun was following behind.

"Just run every day at home, can't you give yourself a few days off when you come out to play?"

"The body is inert, and the more you stop, the lazier you become. Wan Shan said, "Didn't you swear the day before yesterday that you wanted to train your muscles?"

"Forget it, Nandao doesn't like me anyway. Feng Hao waved his hand and gave up on himself.

Wan Shan had long known his virtue, so he ignored him and went to wash and change clothes.

The two went to the street to have breakfast, and watched the city slowly wake up in the steaming dried boiled rice, the morning sun rising, and the air was cool, like early autumn in the northeast.

The breakfast shop owner's daughter is small and exquisite, wrapped in a complicated headscarf, and has a shallow pear nest when she laughs, Feng Hao didn't ask for change when he paid, and asked for someone's phone number.

Wan Shan was speechless.

After eating, the two went back to their rooms to wait for Nagumo.

Nanyun didn't come until nine o'clock, still wearing a tight ponytail, dark blue jeans with a very simple pure black tight T-shirt, with a slightly lower neckline, revealing her jade-like collarbone, and the green cat's eyes lined her porcelain-white skin, exuding endless charm.

"Morning, Nandao, I dreamed of you again last night. Feng Hao said a greeting that had not changed for thousands of years, and he did not hide his amazed expression.

"Thank you. Nanyun said, "Pack up your things and go, today's road is long, you have to hurry up." ”

"Then why are you late?" Feng Hao asked.

"The door is broken, I found someone to repair the door, and it was delayed. Nagumo said.

"Oh, how bad is it?" Feng Hao asked casually.

Nanyun glanced at Wan Shan.

Wanshan, don't overdo it, pretend not to see.