Fighting a snowball fight with snow that doesn't even cover the soles of your shoes, is it love that makes people childish, or is it conscience that sprinkles sugar?
The mentality of the witnesses present, in the words of Mr. Lu Xun, a literary giant, is "when you see short sleeves, you immediately think of white arms, immediately think of full nudity, immediately think of genitals, immediately think of sexual intercourse, immediately think of hybridization, and immediately think of illegitimate children", In the easy-to-understand words of netizens, it is "touching hands and even thinking about which elementary school the child will go to in the future."
It is referred to as excessive brain supplementation.
Because of the two parties involved, a total of three goals were conceded.
A three-attack snowball fight is not worthy of being a snowball fight at all
After Lin Zongheng threw the first ball, Zhou Wei did not fight back. He stood on the spot without any movement, his hair was disheveled by the wind, and there were snowball wreckage on his head. From time to time, large and small pieces were pulled by gravity. It fell down with a rustle, and with the corners of her eyes dyed red from crying, she looked a little pitiful.
Treating a beautiful woman with pear blossoms and rain, most men in this world can't help but feel sorry for her, and Lin Zongheng is not immune. He planned to dismantle the little snowman and throw half of it over to interrupt her. She was in a dissociative state, but seeing her like this, she still couldn't bear to hit her head and face, so she turned at an angle and lightly threw it in the direction of her shoulder.
Zhou Wei frowned.
Again?
She turned to the side, and after more than a month, her feet were still very inconvenient, so she couldn't dodge, and the fist-sized snowball hit her down jacket with a muffled sound.
Lin Zongheng glanced at her feet and asked, "Will you cry if you can't beat me now?"
She is not the only one who recalls the past.
Zhou Wei asked without answering: "If I cry now, will I still be coaxed?"
He probably didn't expect her to come here at all, and he was molested instead, but he still has a more lethal last move, and there is no need to admit defeat at all: "If I can't coax her well now, can I still kiss?"
"It seems impossible." Zhouwei said.
"That's not coaxing." Lin Zongheng finished the answer neatly, and then muttered in a low voice, "I don't want to be kissed by others."
The last sentence was in a very low voice, almost talking to himself, and it was completely scattered in the northwest wind in December. Zhouwei didn't hear it, and he still followed the sentence pattern of the first half of his sentence, as if he was making a parallel sentence: " Then don't cry."
Every time the parallel sentence he had just one more chance to speak: "Then I won't fight."
It was so preposterous that Zhou Wei couldn't bear it anymore: "You are the one who wants to fight me."
"Yeah." Lin Zongheng laughed, thinking it was really the case, he said: "Then don't hit me, you go and face it."
Zhou Wei heard something unusual from his words, so he asked, "What about you?"
He brushed off the remaining snow from his hands, and said it as a matter of course: "I'm going back to S city."
After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for her, walked over and stuffed the little snowman's head into her hand: "Send it to you." Then he passed her and walked towards the shed first.
Zhou Zhou looked at the back of his striding meteor, suddenly became angry, and smashed the snowball in his hand towards the back of his head.
Provoked her again and again after she calmed down, and retreated unscathed again and again.
Forget about the previous few times, they were all met under non-human factors, no matter how ambiguous they were, it could be understood as a whim, a game between you and me between adults. Even if he went to the hospital to accompany her and take her home, he used reasons that were not so serious but could not be found to be serious.
And this time he came to celebrate her birthday, it was a deliberate, purely human meeting and contact, and there was only one reason to explain it.
But he has to repeat the old trick.
After disturbing the finally calm pool water again and again, he still wants to get out of his body until now.
She used 100% of her strength, and it almost exploded when it hit his head, and the fine snow and sand were like exploding fireworks.
Lin Zongheng's forward pace stopped suddenly, and then he turned around slowly.
Zhou Wei brushed away the hair flying around her face in the wind, and also wiped off the anger on her face. She no longer looked at him, and limped quickly towards the studio with a blank expression.
Passing by him, he grabbed his forearm and dragged him back for half a step.
"Get out." She grabbed his clothes and managed to stand still, and immediately struggled up, and the anger that had been suppressed by her forcibly smothered her cheeks again, but she couldn't break free, and finally could only curse again: "Get out"
"What are you angry about?" Lin Zongheng pulled even tighter, "You don't want me to go, do you?"
&?, "Would you like to go see a movie, or do you want to hang out together? By the way, I have been in City A for so long, and Wei Wai has never had the time to go shopping, or it is quite cold outside, and you want to go back to the hotel"
Lin Zongheng interrupted his eloquence like a tour guide: "Go to the beauty salon."
Shuai Shuai: "? Am I fucking hallucinating?"
Zhou Wei raised his eyes and looked over.
Lin Zongheng looked at her, obviously planning to abandon his self on her birthday to fulfill her, and carry out the compromise to the end, but his tone was still awkward, imitating her: "After all, she is almost a female star in her thirties, isn't she?"
It took nearly two hours to drive from the film crew to the city center. Zhouwei invited Xiao Tian to join him by the way. Lin Zongheng and Shuai Shuai waited boredly in the car.
"Boss Lin, you came here on purpose."
"no."
"Is there really a job in city a?"
"Why am I lying to you?"
Shuai Shuai was a little disappointed: "What a coincidence."
"Well." After a while, "Stop making noise, I'll sleep."
How could it be such a coincidence, it was added temporarily, he took the initiative to contact when he saw the time and place, which flattered the organizers of the event, and didn't understand what kind of tricks this actor, who has never been easy to get along with, would condescend to ask for it Get involved with them. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com