As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the tent suddenly plummeted, and in a short period of time, the temperature was even lower than that outside.

Quarrels between couples are the most hurtful, because everyone is able to accurately grasp each other's fatality and attack.

And Wei Jin's fatality, Ye Zimeng's words were all stepped on.

"Just having fun?" He was laughed at by her for the first time, and opened his eyes, "I told you a long time ago, if it's just for fun, don't come to me." ”

"Why can't I look for you?" She laughed too, speaking impulsively without thinking at all, "You only have a taste when you play like this, don't you?" ”

He covered his eyes with his hands, took a few deep breaths, and suddenly crawled up from the ground and began to rip off his sleeping bag.

"What? Don't agree and want to run like last time in the snowy mountains? Ye Zimeng also climbed up, and her angry lips were trembling.

Wei Jin didn't answer him, and after completely tearing off the sleeping bag, he turned his head and lay down again with his head towards the exit of the tent.

Seeing this, she laughed briefly, and suddenly felt that she could not stay any longer because of the stuffy air in the small tent, so she also ripped off her sleeping bag, picked up the headlamp on the side, turned it on and moved to the place where he was lying three times and two times, and reached out and began to unzip the tent.

Halfway through the zipper, Wei Jin reached out and grabbed her wrist and asked angrily, "What do you want to do?" ”

She wanted to shake her hand away, but there was always a disparity in strength between men and women, and her wrists were clasped so tightly that she couldn't move at all.

She simply stopped struggling and said coldly, "You let go of me!" ”

Instead, he tightened his grip and asked, "What are you doing out there?" ”

"Distracted!"

"Nope."

"Why? Where do I like to go, do you care? ”

"Your eldest brother asked me to bring you back completely, and I must keep you safe."

Ye Zimeng paused: "My eldest brother? When did he look for you? The day you came to the company to look for me? ”

"Hmm."

"What is he looking for you?"

“……”

"If you don't say it, I can guess it, you can answer him directly when you go back!"

The other party didn't answer, and Ye Zimeng shook his hand a few times: "Let go!" ”

Wei Jin hesitated for a moment, re-unzipped the zipper she had unwrapped, and then let go of her hand.

With her chin raised, she dragged her sleeping bag back to the other end, and lay down in a puff of air, and then stood still.

**

The next day, on the way back, there was no active atmosphere without Ye Zimeng, and the two did not say a word between them.

With a sigh of relief in her heart, she took the lead. For nearly 6 or 7 hours, she never stopped to rest, nor did she drink a sip of water, secretly competing with Wei Jin.

And Wei Jin, who was behind her, didn't say even a word to her, 'You drink saliva' or anything like that.

Ye Zimeng felt even more uncomfortable in her heart, she rarely lost her temper like this, and her behavior along the way was equivalent to masochism. But the other party didn't say anything at all, didn't coax, didn't persuade or dissuade, just as usual, she didn't ask, she didn't say a word.

So as soon as she returned to the hotel, she opened the door of her room, kicked it shut, and then deliberately locked it.

After sitting on this qiē, she untied the hiking bag on her back, threw it directly on the ground, and lay straight on the bed, looking up at the ceiling in the room. The hotel is a little old, and the walls of the ceiling are dark yellow, and there are still a few traces of cracks, highlighting the vicissitudes of time, and she is shaking.

Looking at it, her eyes gradually turned red, and crystal tears slid down from the corners of her eyes, falling on the flower-colored sheets, gradually staining the festive red embroidery.

She carefully recalled everything since she met Wei Jin, and found that most of the time she was taking the initiative. On the island, it was she who took the initiative to find him and took the initiative to shorten the distance between the two. Snow Mountain, she took the initiative to chase after and confess. And what about after being together? Every time he went out, she was pestering him in vain.

She gave so much and didn't get it in return. Even if she was in a rage, he didn't even have a word of concern, this was a boyfriend who was not even as good as a friend.

But what saddened her the most was that even so, she still didn't want to break up with him.

Ye Zimeng's nose was very sore, and the tears she hated the most in her life flowed down like this, even if she tried her best to suppress it, she couldn't stop it.

Just when she thought she was going to cry like a dried corpse, there was a knock on the door, and the innkeeper's Mandarin with a local accent rang out: "Ye Zimeng, are you inside?" ”

She came back to her senses, reached out to cover her eyes, took a few deep breaths, and finally stopped crying before asking, "What's the matter?" ”

The hoarseness of her voice after crying made her wonder if this was still her?

The boss seemed a little hesitant: "I'll deliver dinner." ”

When does the innkeeper still include 3 meals for his guests?

Ye Zimeng struggled to get up from the bed, wiped his face with his sleeve, and opened the door a thin slit.

The boss with a big belly showed a mouthful of big white teeth and handed over the takeaway box he was carrying.

She hooked her index and middle fingers and suddenly asked, "How much?" ”

"No money, no money!" The boss glanced at the door next door and hurriedly waved his hand.

She followed her boss's line of sight and saw the man standing in the next door. He stood up straight, his hands at his sides, and a pair of deep eyes staring at her.

Ye Zimeng suddenly wanted to laugh, so she laughed.

When the boss heard her laughter, he looked at her a little strangely, then at Wei Jin, and finally felt that the atmosphere was too weird, so he wisely said a kind word and left. However, he had only walked a few steps, and suddenly there was a noise, and he quickly turned to look, and found that the girl had actually thrown all the takeaways in her hand next to the man who was dragging him to deliver the food, and white rice, dark green vegetables, piping hot pork rib soup, and so on were all sprinkled all over the ground.

He looked at the mess and felt very sorry for it. In their place, such a dish is very difficult to eat, but the girl actually threw it away, which is really a waste! Even if the two of them quarrel, they can't spoil the food like this.

The boss shook his head and hurriedly left, thinking that he would have to let his wife come up and sweep it later, and those meals could also be fed to the livestock raised at home.

And Ye Zimeng, who threw the takeaway in a rage, of course didn't know what the boss thought in his heart, after she threw it, she reached out and wiped it on the hem of her jacket, lowered her head and looked at the food soup on the ground, and Wei Jin's trouser legs that were spilled by the oil soup, closed the door again, and leaned against the door weakly, sliding on the ground little by little.

After three minutes, she reached out and patted her face, trying to raise the corners of her mouth. I took out a floral dress with a national style and a change of underwear from the suitcase in the corner, and went into the bathroom.

After taking a shower and changing her clothes, she put on a delicate makeup for herself, put on a small bag, and opened the door.

His door was closed and empty, and the food at the door had been cleaned, leaving only traces of mop mops.

She stopped slightly, and then kept going downstairs, only to see Wei Jin sitting on a wooden chair with her head bowed and not knowing what to think in the hall on the first floor.

Hearing footsteps, he looked up.

The eyes of the two met in the air, but in just three seconds, Ye Zimeng took the lead in looking away, passed by him without squinting, and went straight to the gate.

It was already dark, and the residents of this small town had finished dinner, carrying a few wooden chairs in twos and threes, chatting at the door of their homes, and a steady and quiet atmosphere came to their faces.

She had only walked a few steps by the street lamp when she noticed someone following behind her. Maybe the wind was cool, maybe the atmosphere was good, her mood was a little more relaxed, she stopped, and her tone was no longer so aggressive: "Don't follow me." ”

"Where are you going?" Wei Jin asked with his hands in his pockets and bowed his head behind her back.

There was a local dog walking slowly in front of him, and Ye Zimeng paused for a moment before replying, "I'm hungry, go eat a bowl of noodles." Why, this can't be either? ”

"I'll go with you."

"No, I don't." She immediately refused, "Please don't affect my appetite." ”

After saying that, she walked forward without stopping, and the hem of her long skirt swayed with her footsteps, looking particularly graceful.

Wei Jin sighed, after all, he didn't follow up, he thought, the two of them really need to be quiet.

**

Ye Zimeng found a restaurant. The restaurant is small, with only two tables inside, one on the left and one on the left, and each can only do four people.

There were two people inside, an old man with white hair was carefully eating a bowl of noodles, and the other was the proprietress who was sitting on a cashier stool with her hair coiled and knocking melon seeds.

She pushed the door and walked in, looked up at the sign with the menu written on it for a while, pointed to the beef and said to the proprietress "I want this." ”

The proprietress glanced at her, spit out the melon seed shell in her mouth, stretched her neck and shouted a local dialect to the people inside, and then a hoarse male voice came from inside, which was also a local dialect that Ye Zimeng couldn't understand.

But she could roughly guess the contents, so she sat down at another table, dragging her head and settling her gaze on the wall covered with newspapers, and began to be in a daze.

She and Wei Jin are like this now, what will happen next? Tomorrow they are leaving here and going back to Shanghai, what will he say to his eldest brother? Will he bring up a breakup? Do you want to save something? Do you want to bow your head first?

But so what, he has already admitted that he does not plan to take responsibility for her future life at the moment, so what can he do? Li Jingjia, who grew up in an orphanage with him, chose to separate from her for the sake of his photography career. What's more, it's her?

The more she thought about it, the more confused she became, as if there were countless silk threads entwined in it, and the tighter and tighter it became, when she almost couldn't stand it, a bowl of steaming beef noodles appeared in front of her.

She was able to smoke from love. left, took the chopsticks on the side, and stirred the beef noodles.

The noodles are fragrant, but the meat is not beef. She took out a tissue from her bag, took out all the black 'beef' from the bowl, and folded it into a very low, low dirt slope.

When she was about to pick up her chopsticks and start eating, the door of the restaurant was opened again, and the sound of proficient English rang in her ears.

Foreigners visiting here? Ye Zimeng looked up curiously.

However, after just one glance, her whole body suddenly trembled, and the chopsticks in her right hand almost detached, almost screaming.

They...... Why are they here?