"I just saw you going out with a lot of worries. I was afraid that you would have an accident on the road, so I followed you to take a look."

"...Are you cursing me for an accident?"

"I'm a metaphor, okay? A stupid woman." He said disgusted, but smiled in his eyes.

"..." Wu Zhizhi pursed her lips and walked over.

He said "Come up."

Wu Zhizhi didn't talk nonsense and sat on it.

The motorcycle tilted for a moment, and Lu Yanshi barely controlled the front of the car, "Damn it! You're so heavy."

"..." Wu Zhizhi finally couldn't hold it in, and burst out laughing. Although he was still in a heavy mood, he felt a little relieved when he saw him.

Lu Yanshi also laughed.

Then the two of them were as if they were lit with a smile, and they sat on the motorcycle and couldn't stop laughing.

For some reason, Lu Yanshi, the black-faced god, always made her laugh to death, although she didn't know what was funny.

"Still laugh? Are you going to leave?" She sat behind him, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and tightened his sweatshirt.

Lu Yanshi's back stiffened for a moment, "Don't hug my waist."

"...I didn't hug you, I just grabbed your clothes."

"...Oh." The awkwardness turned into embarrassment. He calmed down a little and asked, "Go home?"

Wu Zhizhi thought for a while, "Well, let's see where there is a photocopy shop along the way? Stop and I'll copy something."

"Okay, sit down." He slowly started the motorcycle, driving like a turtle slowly, and even the bicycle next to him ran faster than them.

Wu Zhizhi "...Are you jogging with a turtle?"

"..." Lu Yanshi's handsome face finally got a little out of control, "I'm riding a motorcycle for the first time."

In the past, I always took a car at home when I went out, and I had never ridden a bicycle or a motorcycle.

"!" Wu Zhizhi was startled, "What? You dare to go out on the street for the first time riding? Are you afraid of your life? Come down quickly, I will ride it."

"It's okay, I can control it."

"Come down!" She twisted his meat.

Lu Yanshi suddenly grinned in pain and frowned his beautiful eyebrows, "Hey! You female yaksha."

When she heard this title, she was stunned for a second, and then laughed, "Damn! I'm thinking about you, what should I do if I get a car accident? Come down quickly, you road killer."

"...I was called a road killer when I rode so well for the first time? Have you ever seen a road killer like this?"

"It's too late to wait for you to get into a car accident."

"...I kindly come to pick you up, but you actually cursed me?"

"I'm serious."

"What?" Lu Yanshi didn't understand.

"Road killer, I'm talking about seriousness, endangering the lives of others and one's own lives. You shouldn't do such a moral thing, come down!"

"...I'll fuck!" He was stunned for a moment and laughed, "This is so fucking that it's against morality."

She laughed, "I'll tell me seriously, come down, hurry up!"

Finally, Lu Yanshi was driven down, and Wu Zhizhi sat in front. She started the motorcycle with a smile flowing in her eyes.

Lu Yanshi sat behind her, dared not hold her waist with his hands, and pinched a little corner of her clothes between his fingers, with a depressed expression.

The wind blows in front of you and it feels quite comfortable.

There is a sense of tranquility that can relieve emotions in the wind.

There was a bend in front, Wu Zhizhi turned on the turn signal, and suddenly a car came next to her, which scared her to stop the car immediately.

The emergency brake caused Lu Yanshi's body to hit her and pressed her back tightly.

The moment the two of them touched each other, their expressions were confused.

Wu Zhizhi stared wide and looked embarrassed.

Lu Yanshi's ears also became obviously red.

After that, the two of them stopped talking. Maybe they felt that they were too embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

When he found a photocopy shop, Lu Yanshi said, "There is, the photocopy shop."

"Okay." Wu Zhizhi was about to drive the car over when she remembered something and frowned, "No, I can't photocopy it now."

"What's wrong?"

"I forgot to change the agreement."

“What agreement?”

"It's nothing, let's go buy some paper and pen first." She found a stationery store along the way, went in, picked out two ballpoint pens that were pleasing to the eye from a large row of pens, tried the color, the black one, and held it in her hand.

Then I picked up the book, picked the A4 category of the university, and walked to the front to pay the bill.

The boss glanced at the two of them, and Xiao Jiujiu, who was gossiping inside.

In this small town, there is no pressure from big cities, and most people are in a state of being idle every day. In this environment, many people have the potential of gossip of a aunt and a wife. When they see two students going out together, they are still a man and a woman, they will definitely have a few gossips in their hearts.

This custom makes the couples here dare not go shopping alone openly. Unless there are multiple men and women, the date with others will soon be spread to their homes.

But Wu Zhizhi doesn't care. What she cares the least about in her life is the eyes of others.

Lu Yanshi didn't care even more. He knew that there were already many aunts and sisters around him talking about them, but he never paid attention to them. The temple was small and the wind was strong, and there were many turtles in the shallow pool. He took care of everything. How tiring is it to live?

"What does the boss's eyes mean just now?" Lu Yanshi got on a motorcycle and helped her hold the notebook and pen.

"Probably I think you look like an adulterer."

"Damn!" He darkened his face, thought for a second, and his expression started to tease again, "Then you are lust..."

Wu Zhizhi "..."

Wu Zhizhi drove his car to a park and said that the park is not purely a park, but a temple, and people here all have folk beliefs such as Buddhas and gods.

The temple is beautifully built, with snow-white Guanyin as high as several floors, golden Maitreya Buddha with smiles, God of Wealth holding ingots in his hands, and the Mazu, the greatest faith here.

Mazu, also known as the Holy Mother of Heaven, is the faith of the sea god in the coastal area. It is said to have evolved from real people and true stories.

Wu Zhizhi did not take Lu Yanshi into the hall to visit the statue, but went to a large banyan tree outside the hall, where there was a row of street lamps and stone tables and chairs for people to rest.

Wu Zhizhi took out his notebook and pen, sat down and started writing.

Lu Yanshi sat next to her, doing nothing, with a large banyan tree above his head. He looked at the surrounding environment. The temple covered a large area, with green belts and seats for people to rest everywhere. In order to look tall and elegant, the plants and trees in the green belt were trimmed into the twelve zodiac signs.

There were chickens and rabbits running around on the ground. Lu Yanshi looked at it for a while and asked in a daze, "Can you monks still eat chickens and rabbits?"

"?" She didn't understand and raised her head, "What does it mean?"

Lu Yanshi pointed to the chicken and rabbit on the ground, "Hey."

"..." Wu Zhizhi thought for a while and smiled, "I don't know, I shouldn't eat it."

"Then why are there poultry here?"

"Uh..." She forced the monks to think, "Maybe they were raised and sold."

"...Okay." Wu Yu reluctantly accepted it. Lu Yanshi glanced at what she was writing, "What are you writing?"

“Divorce Agreement.”

"Ah? Divorce...Agreement?"

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