The gold bricks at the foot of the Lingshan Mountain, the Buddha only crosses people.
Half waist up in the lake, like a beautiful woman, she pulled a piece of mist over her body, acting as a thin gauze. The bridge immersed in the lake floated cautiously under the mist, gradually drifting in the lake.
Deep in the depths, there seemed to be human figures, hazy.
Glancing at the lakeside, there were already people crossing the bridge. After yawning, Zhou Yeqing withdrew his gaze and turned to his side. "We are the only ones here, so you don't have to be like this."
Under a tree, right next to him, a man was sitting here, hugging his knees, motionless, like a stone. He was Zhou Yeqing's "flower-picking accomplice".
This man is also strange. It has been a while since Zhou Yeqing pulled him here, but he is like a ball of mud, being manipulated and placed at will. After Zhou Yeqing pulled him here, he did not say anything
After that, I didn't even stretch or move my body. What it was like here is what it is now.
Seeing that there were many people in front of him, it was still early, and his strange behavior made Zhou Yeqing feel bad, and suddenly a plan came to his mind. His eyes turned brightly, and Zhou Yeqing nodded to himself.
A bad smile.
He seemed to get up casually, seemed to be walking around casually, and seemed to stretch his arms and move his legs casually. But what was very magical was that he did a lot of movements, but he didn't go very far. His body was so eager to move that it fell apart.
But his head was pointed blankly towards others, his eyes wishing to be on their faces.
The man under the tree was holding his knees and burying his head, but Zhou Yeqing was dancing like a crazy ostrich. The sound kept coming. He turned his head and took a peek. It was really eye-catching. But that was all.
In the end, he didn't react any more. Of course, all this fell into Zhou Yeqing's eyes. His eyes widened and his mouth curled up, as if he couldn't believe it. "Can you bear this?!" The humanoid ostrich exclaimed in his heart.
Immediately, the dance became more casual.
"What...what do you want to say...just say it." After half a while, the man seemed like he couldn't bear it anymore, so he said this. His voice was untrue.
"Huh~ You finally~huh~ spoke... I..." Zhou Yeqing's breath was heavy and he was out of breath. But there was a joyful look on his face, like a rooster that had won a fight.
Damn, man’s damn desire to win.
"My name is Qingye, what's your name?" Zhou Yeqing huffed and returned to the tree and sat down next to that person. "Hmm" seemed to flash past him, but it wasn't quite real. He didn't expect such an answer.
, Zhou Yeqing was stunned and secretly rolled his eyes in annoyance. He suddenly lost interest in his heart. He didn't have the habit of putting a hot face on a cold butt. Before, he was amused because he thought that there was some kind of fate between the two.
But if you get such a result, then there is no need.
Without saying anything else, Zhou Yeqing, who was less interested, leaned forward and looked at the situation in front again, and found that there were still many people. He muttered something, then sat back, leaned his back against the big tree, reached out and pulled out a piece of grass at will, and pulled out the tender core.
With one end in his mouth and his head resting on his hands, he wanted to take a nap.
As for this man, he didn't know what happened suddenly, but he slowly raised his head. He tentatively looked at the person beside him, and when he saw Zhou Yeqing's appearance, the man quickly took his head back and bent his back.
Hanging his head.
"I...my name is Tian Zhen."
Zhou Yeqing was leaning against the tree. He was just a little confused when he heard this sentence in his ears. He squinted his eyes and looked to the side with a blade of grass in his mouth. Tianzhen felt Zhou Yeqing's gaze coming from him.
, the body tightened again, and the head buried deeper, as if he had done something wrong.
Seeing his behavior, Zhou Yeqing raised his brows and muttered in his heart. "Is it possible that he has something to hide?" Thinking about this, he also complained about himself. Thinking back to just now, he really didn't think much about it, but he didn't consider others.
Feel.
Zhou Yeqing straightened his body, threw away the blade of grass from his mouth, and then said seriously: "Brother, I was just joking just now, please don't take it seriously." Tian Zhen didn't say anything, just clicked.
He nodded as a response, as if he was afraid of being misunderstood again, so he used a lot of force.
This situation calmed Zhou Yeqing, and he felt an inexplicable sense of guilt in his heart. So he looked around, eager to find some way to alleviate this embarrassing situation.
"Well, why can only one person cross the bridge?" After scratching his head for a while, Zhou Yeqing suddenly saw the crowd of people crossing the bridge in front of him, and he hurriedly asked as if grasping at straws.
When Tian Zhen heard the anxiety in Zhou Yeqing's voice, he unconsciously raised his head and looked at the person who was crossing the bridge. Taking advantage of this momentary gap, Zhou Yeqing took stock of his cheap "flower-picking accomplice."
Come.
This Tian Zhen looks very young, probably a bit younger than Zhou Yeqing. His facial features are small, his complexion is yellow, and there are some redness and swelling from the sun. His skin color does not look like a normal face, but rather like life.
It was caused by hardship. His hair was half long and a little yellow. He was holding it against a piece of cloth. Judging from the color of the piece of cloth, it probably matched the color of his clothes.
After seeing it clearly, Zhou Yeqing didn't know what to say for a moment. How could he talk about someone's shortcomings? Seeing that there was nothing strange at the end of the bridge, Tian Zhen withdrew his gaze. In the process, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the look in Zhou Yeqing's eyes, and he suddenly felt like
As if something had been discovered, some shame and low self-esteem suddenly appeared on his already barren face. He was like a hedgehog in danger, and he became a ball again.
Seeing his reaction, Zhou Yeqing probably guessed why. He scratched his head in distress and thought for a while before saying: "Actually, we are both pretty much the same. Your clothes are pretty good. I can't stand it..."
....." Zhou Yeqing pulled up his clothes as he spoke, but the more he looked, the more frightened he became, and his heart grew colder and colder, and he felt a little sluggish at the end.
"When did the clothes become so rotten?" "You are still so silly trying to comfort others, Zhou Yeqing, look at how stupid you are. It's really ridiculous." The clothes were torn in succession and stained with mud in twos and threes.
When Tian Zhen heard the comfort beside him, he raised his head tremblingly. When he saw Zhou Yeqing, who had a look of death on his face and dull eyes, he was also a little surprised. He hesitated for a moment, and the corners of his mouth moved.
He moved, but tried to say: "Don't take it too seriously...the clothes...the clothes are quite good..."
When Zhou Yeqing heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched mercilessly, as if he had been slapped by a big man weighing over three hundred pounds.