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"Which friend are you?"

Fan Yihang tilted his head, doubts slipped through his eyes, and he couldn't figure it out in his heart.

"yes." Luo Weiwei nodded, glanced at Fan Yihang, and deliberately said, "A friend who is not very familiar with me." You guess the male and female? ”

Fan Yihang pulled out the car key and spit out three words: "Shen Ducheng." ”

Luo Weiwei was stunned for a moment, and first asked, "How do you know?" Then he asked, "Where are you going?" ”

"Let's go down and walk." Fan Yihang said, pushed the car door and stepped out.

Luo Weiwei actually thinks that Fan Yihang's action can be made into a blockbuster of impurities, and she has seen some impurity covers that are models or celebrities pushing the car door, with one foot on the outside and the other still inside, leaning out.

Thief handsome, thief cool!

As soon as the peach blossoms appeared in his eyes, Fan Yihang held the car door with one hand and leaned over to look at her. Luo Weiwei hurriedly restrained her expression.

"Would you like to go down for a walk together?"

Luo Weiwei noticed that he had a parking bill in his hand, and obviously made up his mind to walk around the neighborhood, and asked her pretendly! Hum!

Luo Weiwei pursed her lips and pushed the car door down.

The air in Yucheng, which had just rained, was exceptionally fresh and cool. As soon as she made the gesture of hugging her arms, Fan Yihang's hand had already handed over a thin shirt jacket, pure black, which was quite versatile.

"I took it out of the car, I didn't wear it."

Luo Weiwei noticed that the tag was not even removed.

"Oh." She was not welcome, she reached out and took it and put it on herself, and sure enough, she resisted the chill after the rain.

"Do you want to go in?" Fan Yihang asked.

Luo Weiwei shrugged noncommittally: "Whatever." ”

There is no charge to enter the ancient city, but even a bulging wallet can be flattened when it comes out - because there are too many stalls to eat, play and drink...... and so on, especially on weekend nights, there is an endless stream of people coming and going.

Today is Friday, and there are usually more tourists in the ancient city, but because it has just rained heavily, there are fewer people than on weekdays.

Occasionally, when tourists encounter them, their eyes will glance at the two people who unconsciously focus on the light.

The ancient city needs to walk uphill first, next to a section of the Great Wall that has been renovated very much, but this section of the road is full of small stalls, but also because of the rain, the small stalls here are covered with rain cloths and empty.

Further on, there is a green road, and from the side path there is a water spray park, and in the center of the park is a three-man statue, said to be Genghis Khan. But the statue is too old to make out the words on it.

"Sit down, I'm tired." Luo Weiwei gasped slightly and sat directly on the lawn.

Fan Yihang did not move, as if he was entangled.

"Don't be so old young master, just sit like this." Luo Weiwei patted the place next to her and said, "It's not dirty." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she sensed that something was wrong.

Because the ass ...... It's slimy, like urine coming out.

Feeling this, Luo Weiwei immediately bounced up and touched her ass with her hand - wet!

She forgot it had just rained!

Fan Yihang was silent, took off his coat, handed it over and said, "Around." ”

Luo Weiwei was embarrassed, took the coat and wrapped it around her waist, covering the deep area behind her pants.

Fortunately, she only sat for a few seconds, and the rain didn't penetrate inside.

Luo Weiwei was anxious and pulled her pants without figuratively, because there was no resistance from Xiao Nene at the root of her thighs, and her pants were attached to the flesh, which was a little embarrassing.

"Are you going back?" Fan Yihang asked.

Luo Weiwei didn't return to Fan Yihang, and directly thought that she was unlucky and walked back, so she missed the flicker of loss on Fan Yihang's face.

It was not a coincidence that he drove his car here, nor was it to "take a walk", there was something to confirm.

About things when I was a child.

It didn't matter if he couldn't remember clearly, but he suddenly wanted to make sure.

Just now......

Fan Yihang's loss lasted less than a second, anyway, it was an inconsequential little thing in childhood, Luo Weiwei didn't catch a cold before she got better, she caught a cold again - this matter is more important.

He walked over quickly, walked in front of Luo Weiwei, paused, and asked, "I'll carry you?" ”

Although this was a question, before Luo Weiwei could answer, he had already squatted down, waiting for her to climb up.

Luo Weiwei resisted the urge to jump up directly, and was rare and reserved, and said, "No need." I'm having wet pants, not broken feet. ”

Fan Yihang didn't move, just repeated: "I'll carry you." ”

It's really not a question sentence this time.

Luo Weiwei listened to his cold voice, and always felt that there was an irresistible gravitational force in it, so she didn't twist it anymore, and obediently bent down and climbed up, crossing her hands and hugging his neck.

Although it is not very comfortable to be carried by Fan Yihang, it is better than walking while pulling on his pants.

The strength of her hand was a little heavy, and the back of her hand felt the bulge of his Adam's apple, so her hands loosened a little, but the back of her hand was still against the skin of his neck.

Warm, soft touch.

Inexplicably, her throat was dry, and she felt that she had to say something to break the silence.

"What's that...... Do you remember when you first mistook the war letter I gave you for a love letter? ”

Fan Yihang's footsteps paused, and his face was dyed with some dark emotions.

That's true...... It was one of the few embarrassing scenes in his life. So at that time, he was inexplicably a little angry with Luo Weiwei, but by now, he may know what he was angry about.

"Yes." He regained his footing, his face calming back.

Pulling away from the topic, Luo Weiwei couldn't stop.

"Actually, I was a little scared of you at first. Because I peeked at what you and the thirteenth middle school are called, Liao Run, yes, that's the name. I saw you fight him, and your speed is so fast that you can't do it without a little explosiveness. And the kick you tripped over him...... You've already figured out the timing, direction, and speed of his rush, right? Fan Yihang, have you practiced before? ”

"Sort of." He didn't want to say more. Those previous hobbies passed away with the death of their parents.

Luo Weiwei didn't want to say this, she quickly jumped to the topic she wanted to ask: "So I regretted fighting with you at that time, and I will be wrong after I know that you are wrong...... However, what grievances do you have with that Liao Run? ”

Seeing that he was about to stop at the parking place, Fan Yihang stopped his foot, his knees bent, and Luo Weiwei got off his back.

She pulled her pants, raised her eyes, and just crashed into Fan Yihang's sight.

The heartbeat was inexplicably fast, but fortunately, Fan Yihang quickly looked away and said in a tone she hadn't heard before: "It's a very long story, I'll tell you when I have a chance to tell you later." Got in the car and went back to dinner. ”

Beginning or ending with words like "a long story" and "a chance to talk about it" is a kind of unwanted excuse.

Luo Weiwei was just curious, she didn't have to know, since Fan Yihang didn't want to say it, she wouldn't ask.

She looked sideways and only saw a silhouette projected in the puddle next to the car when Fan Yihang got into the car.

Looking at it, I feel a little lonely.

She suddenly thought that maybe Liao Run's story had the participation of Fan Yihang's parents.