The story of Mai Ke and Teng Cheng can be written as a long novel.

Teng Cheng ran away from home for a week, and McKe went to the office to take a long leave.

"You round tyrant, which nerve is not normal? You left without even giving a chance to explain?" Mai Ke's friend Wang Liang drove the car with a unhappy expression. Shi Bi in the passenger seat gave him a look, silently looking out of the car window, and he didn't want to go.

Mai Ke, Wang Liang and Shi Bi three good friends co-founded a design firm. At the beginning, most of them relied on the local tyrant of the McKe family to give them some entrepreneurial ideas and help pull some business, and then they got on the right track.

This time, because of the cooperation with the Deng family, Mai Ke and Teng Cheng had such a big misunderstanding, Wang Liang and Shi Bi have not been idle to inquire about Teng Cheng's whereabouts in the past two days.

They watched Mai Ke and Teng Cheng stumble and stumble to get to where they are today, their lives are stable, and their work is smooth, how can they ......

McKe, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, hadn't spoken much for a week, and had already thought about all the possibilities in his heart. The worst-case scenario is that Teng Cheng is unwilling to live with him anymore. This idea has not been skimmed in his mind for a day since he met Teng Cheng.

Between him and Teng Cheng, except for loving each other and relying on each other, the hearts are the same, and the others are not comparable at all.

It's just that after so many years, no one is willing to let go of anyone's hand, no matter what happens, they can always face it together.

Why is it the way it is?

"Ouch. "The car bumped on the road that was not wide, and it was bumpy and bad, and I don't know who shouted it.

Wang Liang looked at the sky outside and frowned: "What kind of place is this? The weather forecast says that a typhoon is coming." ”

McCormer was silent, pinching his phone, the screen of which was a GPS map to navigate, and the place called Red Sea Town was getting closer and closer to them.

He looked for Teng Cheng for 7 days, and even Teng Cheng's father, Teng Sheng, came out to look for it but still found nothing, and finally it was Teng Cheng's personal lawyer's apprentice who talked about a guest in his hometown, and Mai Ke happened to hear it.

"Just drive to the front of the town, your parents will come back today, you can go back early to pick it up." Mai Ke finally spoke to Wang Liang.

"No, we'll help you find someone before you go. I'll beat him up first, or I'll be angry. "Wang Liang can't stand the way his good buddy Mai Ke tortures himself for that local tyrant.

Shi Bi beside him has watched it for so many years, but he still glared back at Wang Liang who was dancing with teeth and claws more rationally, and his words were gentle and reassuring: "Maizi, I have inquired, the people of Honghai Town are simple, and we can rest assured that you are alone." We must be embarrassed in Fuji Zong, so let's go back first, we will call if you need us, and we will not drive over for a few hours. ”

"Well, thank you. McCor nodded without any energy.

"It was too hard before, if he is here, you can also take the opportunity to rest for a while, you can eat as long as you want, eat fat. "Shi Bi is the executive manager of the firm, and he is very comforting and decent.

Indeed, what Maike needed at this time was the silent support of his friends.

In fact, as long as Mai Ke and Teng Cheng talk about this difficulty, they will definitely get better.

……

Ten minutes later, Mai Ke stood at the entrance of Red Sea Town, and looked up to see a beautiful and swaggering peach blossom tree on the second floor of the dilapidated commissary fluttering in the wind.

In just a few days, he didn't eat much and always had nightmares and insomnia, and he felt dizzy after standing in the wind for a while.

"Bang la la-la-" Another gust of wind blew, and there was a screeching sound of iron sheets being blown.

There was a little yellow dog with a small flower cat in its mouth and hurriedly ran into the house, and soon, a little child pouted and ran into a grocery store, shouting: "Qin Ma Qin Ma, collect the clothes!"

Another gust of wind blew, and Mai Ke used his hand to cover his eyes, and when the wind passed, two white flowers stuck straight on his face from far and near.

――A pair of Ultraman's children's underwear, and a sullen pair of CK underwear.

Teng Cheng ......

……

On the other hand, in order to escape Qi Ji's "devil training", the local tyrants have been fighting with Uncle Guang in the past few days. Last night, he ate a pot of Uncle Guang's braised peanuts, and listened to a few stories of Uncle Guang's exaggerated "Douhai" with oil and vinegar, Teng Cheng admired Uncle Guang's cooking skills and various "bizarre" experiences at sea.

So early in the morning, before the "devil" Qi Ji got up, the local tyrant went to Uncle Guang's house again, and wanted to go to the sea to see.

Uncle Guang has been fishing for more than 40 years, and when he got up early in the morning and smelled the smell in the air, he shook his head: "I can't go to sea today." ”

Teng Cheng held back for a few days, and found some fun where he was willing to let go. As soon as he thought that being caught by Qi Ji was a spinning bike that hurt his little brother, he said all the good things, and asked Uncle Guang to take him to "open his eyes".

Uncle Guang was soft-hearted, took people on the boat, and talked about various precautions for a long time before going to sea, thinking that it should be fine to come back before two o'clock in the afternoon.

It almost happened.

That local tyrant has been exercising a little decently in the past few days, and he can eat and sleep, thinking how strong he is, but as soon as he got on the boat and could still see the coastline, Teng Cheng began to vomit.

Uncle Guang didn't take it to heart at first, it was normal to react to the bumps of the fishing boat for the first time, thinking that Teng Cheng would be fine after a while. As a result, when he got off the net and lit a cigarette, he realized that something was not quite right-Teng Cheng seemed to have vomited all the food he had eaten in the morning, and the whole person was in a state of collapse. I thought it was okay to be quiet, but I was almost not scared when I saw it - the local tyrant was rolling his eyes.

Hurriedly fed the faint boat medicine and got some food for Teng Cheng, Uncle Guang wanted to collect the net and go back, Teng Cheng didn't know where the strength and confidence came from and said it didn't matter, wait until the afternoon to go back, otherwise run in vain.

Uncle Guang was skeptical, and finally stayed at sea.

Just after noon, the sea was dark and oppressive, and dark clouds were shrouded in darkness everywhere. Wave after wave rolled the fishing boats up and down.

Teng Cheng has made countless decisions big and small over the years, and it is the penultimate brain-dead decision he has made to stay at sea to save face. The penultimate and most brain-dead decision was to lose his temper and run away from home and leave McKee.

Uncle Guang saw that the sky was not good, so he closed the net early and prepared to return to the sea, but there were a lot of seafood that came up, and he wanted to call Teng Cheng for help, but found that the stomach that the person was sitting there with red eyes and holding was probably to the limit.

On the way back, the waves were bigger and it started to rain.

Uncle Guang gave Teng Cheng two cans of beer to suppress the shock, but they were all vomited.

So Uncle Guang chatted with Teng Cheng without a ride, and knew in his heart that this rich man who was pampered on weekdays did not take a yacht or a fishing boat, and he did suffer a lot.

"Do you regret going to sea?" asked Uncle Guang.

Teng Cheng clutched his stomach and shook his head with a wolf expression: "I regret leaving my lover." ”

"Yo, what are you quarreling with your wife?" Uncle Guang raised his eyebrows and asked the gossip.

"I'm too fat. Teng Cheng muttered like a schoolboy, his nose a little sour.

"Poof-" The cigarette in Uncle Guang's mouth almost spewed out: "He thinks you're fat?"

"No, I feel like I'm ...... Not worthy of him. Teng Cheng pouted.

Uncle Guang laughed so much that he didn't know that the cigarette on his mouth was extinguished.

Behind him, the sea area where he fished before was already rough and windy.

……

Qi Ji and Lu Liyi were called away by the village chief, and they heard that in the event of a typhoon that occurs once in decades, all fishing boats must return to the shore by 3 p.m., and some old houses along the coast also need to be temporarily reinforced. The men in the town all went out, and even Qin's mother closed the shop to cook and help.

Lu Li had been busy all day, and he always felt that there was something important that he had overlooked.

Qi Ji also felt as if he had missed something.

It wasn't until he had lunch at the village chief's house that Lu Li asked, "Mother Qin came over to help, didn't the local tyrant have nothing to eat at noon?"

The two men looked at each other and slapped their heads - not good!

The house where Teng Cheng lived was originally a dilapidated house, and there were bicycles, sheds, and peach blossom trees on the terrace!

Teng Cheng pulled Lu Li and ran home, but it was still a step too late - the peach blossom tree had been blown to almost pieces, and the shed had collapsed.

There was a glaring hole in the roof of the house where the local tyrant lived, and the iron sheet that had been used to cover it was gone.

The local tyrant is also gone.

"What! He went to sea in this weather!" Qi Ji looked at the courtyard of the wolf bèi, and Lu Li, who was wet with rain in the yard to rescue supplies, his heart was not very happy, and his brows furrowed even deeper when he heard the barber shop owner talk about Teng Cheng going to find Uncle Guang to go to sea.

"Lu Li, don't worry about it upstairs, Teng Cheng has gone to sea. Too dangerous. Qi Ji raised his head and shouted to the second floor.

The rain was too heavy for Lu Li to hear clearly, he was holding the peach blossom tree and fighting against the wind.

"Who did you say went to sea?" Lu Li shouted.

"Who else, Teng Cheng, that local tyrant!" Qi Ji shouted, went to his mother's store to find the radio intercom, and first got in touch with Uncle Guang at sea.

Suddenly.

Qi Ji's hand was grabbed.

"Teng Cheng went to sea?" the hand of the person who came trembled a little.

So Qi Ji saw a pair of reddened eyes: "Uh, do you know him?"

"Take me there. "The man's hair was wet from the rain and his face was pale.

"Good. However, there are some dangers on the beach. Or I'll go first......"

"No, I'm sorry to bother you, please take me there. ”

……

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The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and Teng Cheng had no way to sit still.

For a moment he felt like he was dying on the boat. The rain drifted into the cabin, and the whole person was so cold.

He misses Maiko's gentleness, the man who is always cold, but who can warm him with his own body.

If...... If you can't go back, you'll never see you again......

In fact, Teng Cheng does not regret living this life at all, and the past few years with Mai Ke have been worth the unpleasantness of the past.

But if he hangs, what will McCor do? Although his property is all left to McCor. But so much love his McCor......

Thinking of this, Teng Cheng was cleverly refreshed.

What are you kidding, what if I die and Mai Ke goes to become a monk?

And now it's really a lump of dead fat, even if he wants to die, he will die at the peak of his figure, so that McKe will recall himself in the future, and he is also a handsome and charming local tyrant.

……

He doesn't remember how Teng Cheng was brought ashore by Uncle Guang.

The moment he only felt that his feet were on solid ground, he couldn't stand at all.

The rain slapped insolently on the face, and it felt very bad to be slapped in the face.

Teng Cheng didn't know if he was hallucinating, and a person who looked like Mai Ke ran towards him.

It looks like it, the clothes it wears, the way it looks like it's hugging itself, and the frowning eyes look like it......

"McKe......" Teng Cheng shouted with his last strength, wanting to say, don't frown, I will feel distressed.

But I couldn't speak.

"Idiot!"

Teng Cheng found that his lips had been wrapped in a familiar temperature.