Chapter 4: Evenly Matched (Increased)

Cheng Fang stood in place and waited for the boss Lu Shihan.

Wen Jiang followed the driver Lao Wang into the inn first and checked in at the front desk.

The requirements of this inn scattered on the side of the road were not strict, and Lao Wang only registered his own documents, and a few names were randomly attached to the back.

Wen Jiang glanced at the receipts and saw the handwriting signed by Lao Wang.

Theoretically, Lao Wang should have written in Chinese characters, but when she read it, she felt that he had just randomly drawn a few abstract lines on the paper.

The only thing she could identify was the character "Wang" with long and flamboyant strokes.

Lao Wang's communication with the boss made it difficult for her to listen, and it looked hard to look at the word.

"Good calligraphy." After Lao Wang put down his pen, Wen Jiang said casually.

Lao Wang smiled, to Wen Jiang's surprise, he replied with a sense of humor: "It's not as good as the prescription written by the doctor, and the artistry is not as high as theirs." ”

He touched his words and asked Wen Jiang: "Can I smoke?" ”

Wen Jiang raised his eyes, touched the lighter displayed there by the store from the counter on the side and handed it to Lao Wang, but he didn't light the fire for him: "You are free." ”

Running all year round in the middle and long distances to contact the plateau, Lao Wang's eye sockets are a little deep, and the smoke suddenly rises, and his eyebrows and eyes behind the smoke appear more vicissitudes.

He turned on the lighter, and the pale blue flame kissed the smoke.

"What are you doing as a girl in Seda?" Lao Wang took a puff of cigarette before asking.

Wen Jiang pulled casually: "To the Buddha." ”

Lao Wang sighed: "Strange." ”

Wen Jiang changed his rhetoric again: "It's okay to be idle, I've seen a lot of pictures of this place when others poured chicken soup for the soul, so I came to open my eyes." ”

"It's a beautiful place, and there are many Han people from all over the country who are practicing at the Five Ming Buddhist College in Seda. There are very rich businessmen, and there are also people who are very disappointed in their careers or relationships...... loser。 Lao Wang looked at the hair that was so short that a person's hand touched it, and sighed, "I don't believe in Buddhism, I don't understand it very well, I just feel fresh." ”

Capturing the moment when Lao Wang's gaze paused to explore when he stared at her hair, Wen Jiang explained: "I have never seen a woman with such a short hairstyle before? Don't think too far, I'm not cutting my hair and preparing to be a nun. ”

Lao Wang pondered when he heard this, the girl in front of him had very short hair, and she was on the road alone, and she had almost no luggage, and she also said to the Buddha.

He didn't quite believe her explanation at the moment: "I don't understand, but I can accept other people's beliefs." ”

Wen Jiang doesn't like people who meet in Pingshui to be so "empathetic".

Did it say on her face that she wanted to be a nun and that she was going to practice?

Wen Jiang simply pulled out a reason that she thought was easy to accept and threw it to Lao Wang: "The original hair fell out after a sickness, and it just grew out of the disease." ”

Lao Wang puffed his cigarette and looked at her.

The gaze that looked at her was gone, but it was all replaced by sympathy.

Wen Jiang bit his tongue and tried his best to control the urge to swear.

Hell, the last thing she lacks in this life is sympathy.

***

After chatting with Lao Wang for a few minutes, Wen Jiang didn't know why Cheng Fang and the man Lu Mou, who she only knew her surname, moved so slowly and didn't enter the inn.

didn't want Lao Wang to continue to explore her, so Wen Jiang changed the topic: "What about the two of them, what are you going to do?" ”

Lao Wang asked rhetorically: "Mr. Lu and Xiao Cheng? ”

"Yes."

Lao Wang shook his head, his throat was a little itchy from the smoke, and he coughed: "I brought a box of lenses, maybe it was filmed, right?" I'm not sure either. ”

Wen Jiang pondered that there was such a possibility.

Seda is a paradise for photography enthusiasts.

She imagined the man surnamed Lu holding up the camera with his slender knuckle hand.

The man had long legs, long arms, broad shoulders and a thin waist, and he looked not only weak but very material.

His aura is awe-inspiring, and the picture of him standing somewhere to shoot a landscape should be a landscape in itself.

***

The outdoors are far less tranquil than the indoors.

There was a strong wind, and the rain did not stop.

Cheng Fang saw that Lu Shihan had accepted the umbrella, and he was not in a hurry to urge him into the inn.

"Brother Han", he clinged to Lu Shihan's side, "This is like this, even if we can get to Seda, we will have to spend some time there, otherwise we can only shoot a bunch of rainy and gray things back, and it is estimated that it will not even be red in the lens of the world-famous red house in Seda, let alone shoot the starry sky." ”

Lu Shihan's dark eyes moved to him, and the words were short: "Tomorrow it will turn snowy, and then it will be clear." ”

Cheng Fang only dared to complain in his heart:, it's not just the hormone of walking, but the boss will be a walking weather announcer in the future?

Lu Shihan ignored Cheng Fang's ventriloquism, ripped off the mask and held it in his hand.

The face was uncovered, and then a little clammy air came from the veneer.

He told Cheng Fang: "If the camera can't shoot the picture, it doesn't affect the sense of the picture." My eyes are the best lenses. ”

Cheng Fang echoed the belly: Yes, your head is still the best memory card.

Cheng Fang didn't have time to stop him from taking off his mask, but hoped that he would put it back on: "Brother Han, you still have this thing with you." ”

He begged for a long time before, and Lu Shihan agreed to cover his face with a mask during the journey.

Cheng Fang, as an assistant, his first consideration was: to block Lu Shihan's face, so as not to recruit people on the road.

The second consideration was that he repeated to Lu Shihan at this moment: "It's cold here, aren't I afraid that you will catch a cold and have a fever?" Catching a cold in a highland area plus altitude sickness can kill people. ”

Lu Shihan's lips pursed into a line.

He lightly took his eyes off Cheng Fang, and then spoke in a tone as light as water: "It's not good to be dead?" ”

The dark eyes turned, and even Jian Cheng Fang: "You can just change to a gentle, empathetic, conscientious and considerate female boss." ”

Cheng Fang snorted twice, what is the death, it was only a minute, and the two of them even mentioned death in their words.

"Brother Han, don't scare me, don't I already have an empathetic male boss?" Cheng Fang's voice was timid, and when he saw him pushing the door of the inn, he chased him away, and continued, "When you enter the Buddha Hall, I will ask you to live a long life at the age of 100."

Lu Shihan stopped his steps when he heard this: "Okay." ”

Cheng Fang thought he was talking about a mask, and he was happy.

Immediately afterwards, he was hit by Lu Shihan: "You can ask for blessings, don't think about masks." ”

He has always been afraid of burden.

And it's not weak.

Covering most of the way is already his limit.

Cheng Fang looked at him pleadingly, but Lu Shi's cold heart still did not soften: "If you mention this matter again, kick you out of the car." You hold on to it and find a way to go back by yourself. ”

md…… Cheng Fang continued to slander whether this person had a conscience or not.

Cheng Fang decided to block Lu Shihan: "Brother, let's pick that girl on the way, I'm very curious about you." I had a few conversations with people, and it was a cool person. ”

Lu Shihan's hand that was about to touch the doorknob of the inn door hung down again.

There was some intense emotion churning in his eyes, and finally it turned into a pool of stagnant water again.

"What are we doing here?" He restrained his affection and asked Cheng Fang.

Cheng Fang replied: "Step on the new film." ”

Lu Shihan's voice was lowered: "It's best if you can remember." Stepping on it while walking, not doing it while walking. We didn't do it to carry her. Wipe and sweep me all the history of westward adventures that you have made up in your mind. Less nonsense. ”

Cheng Fang: "......"

Cheng Fang: "Brother Han, it doesn't hurt for you to contact women more." ”

Lu Shihan slanted at him: "I'm sick?" ”

Cheng was happy.

He is probably quite cheap, and he was scolded by Lu Shihan, which was quite happy.

****

The two outside the inn hadn't come in yet.

The innkeeper took Wen Jiang and Lao Wang into the room first.

This large bunk that can accommodate seven people has already been inhabited by a small couple.

There was a lot of messy handwriting on the walls of the room, and there was hardly any clean place to be found on the white cement wall.

Wen Jiang glanced at those words, which should have been left by a guest who had lived in this room.

The walls are covered with all kinds of handwriting, like those cultural walls and graffiti walls on college campuses.

And some of the comments on the wall are very explicit.

"Masturbate with your life."

"XXX is here for a visit."

"People travel thousands of miles, and there are enough beauties every day."

……

Etcetera.

The rooms in the inn were a little more modest than Wen Jiang had imagined.

She has been involved in this environment many times, but she really doesn't feel anything, as long as she is at ease.

When she first transformed into an actor, she couldn't receive good resources in film and television in the past few years, and she once took on a role in order to accumulate contacts - a beggar playing soy sauce in a costume masterpiece.

The first scene she filmed in that film was to stay overnight in a broken temple.

She was in rags, mosquitoes were biting her, and she had to lie on a pile of straw that pierced her skin and slapped it over and over again.

Those experiences have worn out the only remaining exquisiteness in her.

****

The bunk is not long, only enough for seven people to lie flat.

The northernmost part of the bunk was already occupied by the young couple.

Wen Jiang took off his glasses, and Lao Wang was hesitating where to lie down, and suddenly the door was pushed open from the outside.

Cheng Fang then walked in.

Then, Wen Jiang saw a long figure bowing down slightly, and followed Cheng Fang into the door.

It was late at night, there was only a dim light in this room, and after taking off his glasses, Wen Jiang was not only short-sighted, but even a little amblyopia.

The mask on the man's face seemed to be gone.

Wen Jiang squinted his eyes, looked at the person through the gap in his eyes, and leaned against the wall.

***

Cheng Fang entered the door and saw Tongpu and asked Lu Shihan's opinion: "Brother, where do you sleep?" ”

Lu Shihan looked at the woman in front of him who squinted his eyes and looked like he was severely myopic and couldn't see clearly, and his voice was low: "Let them choose first, we are free." ”

Wen Jiang's narrowed eyes blinked: "No, you're welcome." ”

As an employed, Lao Wang also echoed: "I'm the last." ”

There was a stalemate.

In the end, Cheng Fang felt that this was endless and meaningless, so he volunteered to make arrangements for everyone.

The driver Lao Wang slept at the southernmost end of the shop, and Cheng Fang chose the bunk on the north side of Lao Wang, Lu Shihan to the north of him, and Wen Jiang to the north, and there was a vacant seat between him and the couple.

***

The bunks here are wide.

Although it is a shop, the limbs of the people cannot touch each other, so it does not make people feel that others may invade their territory at any time.

Wen Jiang has a strong ability to adapt to the environment, but is sensitive to the breath of strange and not familiar people.

After closing his eyes and cultivating sleepiness for nearly an hour, Wen Jiang was still awake.

She counted the regular sound of the clock hanging on the wall of her room.

Count it second by second.

Within a few minutes, Wen Jiang touched the glasses she put on next to the pillow, and when her eyes swept to the south side, she saw Lu Shihan staring at the ceiling of the room, and he was not asleep.

The man first covered his face with a mask and said little.

They haven't said a word yet.

But he and she hold the same special umbrella, the same insomnia.

The person I met on the road was quite suitable for her to relieve her boredom.

Wen Jiang quietly looked sideways at Lu Shihan for a quarter of an hour, and also thought for a quarter of an hour.

In the end, Wen Jiang still spoke in line with the principle of good neighborliness: "Hey, can't sleep, insomnia?" ”

The silence on the side of the ear was suddenly broken, and Lu Shihan turned his head and glanced at Jiang Wen.

Wen Jiang was a little impetuous: "What about asking you, what normal people ask others, you have to answer." ”

Lu Shihan didn't want to make trouble: "It's insomnia." ”

The timbre lingers in the night, very low and magnetic.

Wen Jiang continued: "What do you think of? ”

The night was very dark, and Lu Shihan's eyes were even darker, as if she were talking: "Normal people should be quiet after others fall asleep and not disturb people's sleep." ”

"You educate me?" Wen Jiang nodded slightly, like a bird pecking, "But did I say I'm normal?" ”

Lu Shihan: "......"

The woman stared at him, and from the moment she was in the bunk, she had been very blatant.

It seems that even the number of bones on his body was counted as he looked at it.

Her gaze was densely woven into a web, and every inch of his body was in the net.

Even if you need to look at the condition repeatedly to buy luxury goods, that's not all.

Lu Shihan didn't answer immediately, and Wen Jiang didn't force it.

She even casually seemed to reassure him: "Although this place is a barren mountain inn, there are no ghosts, you can sleep at ease." Don't make up horror movies. ”

Lu Shihan: "......"

He was speechless for a moment.

Does this mean that she is empathetic and knows that he is insomnia because he is timid and afraid?

Lu Shihan didn't know how to react.

Should he "thank you" her from the bottom of his heart?

*

After a few seconds, Wen Jiang heard a low chuckle.

The laughter crushed the nerves in her ears.

It's a little sneering, and it's cold.

This rough man......

Wen Jiang didn't move anymore, and lost interest in chatting with him to relieve his boredom.

She is quite idle, but has no interest in masochism.

***

There was a moment of silence on his side.

It's just that in the beautiful night, the eyes staring at him still haven't moved in the slightest.

That kind of straight stare made Lu Shihan even more sleepy and scattered.

The woman was like a very bright lamp in the middle of the night, and it was difficult to ignore her.

If she continued to watch, Lu Shihan was sure that this night would be scrapped.

He needed a break, and he needed her to stop.

***

Wen Jiang retreated, but Lu Shihan suddenly moved.

After a slight rustling of the fabric, he half-sat up.

Wen Jiang guessed that he was going to get out of bed.

But to Wen Jiang's surprise, as soon as her speculation came to an end, Lu Shihan suddenly turned over, straddling her body with one arm and propping it up on the northernmost side of her bunk.

Lu Shihan's entire body was almost pressed down and inclined to smell Jiang.

It was supported by the arm, but it was not fully attached.

, seduce?

Wen Jiang froze in place.

Then Wen Jiang heard Lu Shihan's voice: "I'm not a flat picture without any feelings, girl, you stare at me for a long time, it's better to cover it up a little." ”

Wen Jiang pulled her lower lip and snorted, thinking that he was saving words.

It turned out that this person just didn't bother to say it, and this opening was poisonous.

Things got interesting, and Wen Jiang was slightly surprised.

Wen Jiang directly picked out: "Yes, I'm staring at you." ”

She was right, right-on, unabashed, as if it was her right to stare at him.

Lu Shihan's pupils shrank slightly.

This woman......

Such a straightforward confession, he encountered it for the first time.

He was silent for a moment, and then heard Wen Jiang say, "Look, what are you afraid of?" Take a look and not sleep. ”

Lu Shihan's eyes swelled slightly at the moment her words fell, and he smiled: "Okay." So what are you shaking? I'll support you in front of you, and I'm not trying to be strong/rape, what are you shaking? ”

Wen Jiang was tense, and he felt like he was evenly matched or even pressed by others.

He wanted to threaten her with that to stop watching?

Hasn't he heard the word "backfire"?

Lu Shihan withdrew his arm and got up, and finally added: "Don't get me wrong, I got up for convenience." When you're halfway tired, I'll lend you a lot of ground. ”

The swear words squeezed to his lips again, and Wen Jiang Te wanted to use those words to make a fool of him.

*******