Running Snail

Although it was the evening, the summer heat still did not dissipate, and the white-and-white road looked a little dazzling, and almost smoked out after being exposed to the sun all day. The green trees on both sides also drooped their heads listlessly. The flowers were still blooming. The blooming face seemed to be hyperfunctional due to hormones, and the feeling that it would collapse at any time, it was shocking to see.

This is the sweltering heat, the sweltering heat of the South.

Wei Nan regretted not bringing an umbrella, sweating on his face and no tissues, so he wiped his forehead with the back of his hand boldly and reached out to look at his watch. It was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

The train seems to arrive at 4:30?

Wei Nan thought to himself that if he rushed to the subway station at a speed of 100 meters and got on the subway smoothly, he should be able to reach the train station within ten minutes, so he would not let the other party wait for too long. No more than an hour should be interesting. Right.

The old man talked so much that he couldn't let his friend come all the way, and still "wait" in this ghost weather.

Wei Nan looked down at his high heels, gritted his teeth, and ran to the subway station.

Because of running too fast, it is high-heeled shoes, both feet do not seem to be in contact with the ground. The vain feeling is like the flying woman in a martial arts novel, but the speed is really a snail.

Wei Nan underestimated the poor local subway capacity and the number of sturdy people. Shortfall in supply often caused serious social disasters.

At this time, it happened to be the rush hour, and the subway station was crowded. Wei Nan numbly followed the people in front of him and squeezed in in a hurry.

The pace of life in the city is so swift and violent. Wei Nan is still the slowest species among many species that run like wolves and tigers.

——Snail running wild.

Sweating like rain, Wei Nan finally squeezed to the entrance and swiped his card to enter the station, and then went down in fear from the "creaking" elevator with too many people stepping on-there was a subway full of people in front of him, gorgeously Drove away.

After waiting anxiously for a few minutes, the subway came, and the crowds rushed in. Wei Nan looked inside. People stretched their necks to breathe hard, and the expressions on their faces were a bit distorted. The outstretched foot trembled and then retracted, the subway safety door slammed shut, and then another subway drove away gorgeously.

The phone rang suddenly.

"Ten years later, you do not belong to me, I do not belong to you, we are still the same, with a stranger..."

Call alert tone for unknown numbers.

There were too many people waiting for the bus, it was too crowded, and it was a strange call, and Wei Nan didn't want to answer it.

The caller's ringtone kept ringing, and there was a spirit of perseverance and bravery.

The people around stared at Wei Nan with an impatient look, and Wei Nan shrugged helplessly and picked it up.

"Hello, I am Lu Shuang."

Wei Nan was startled.

The male voice over the phone has a slightly lower tone and is also extremely magnetic.

Like the warm water flowing slowly by the ear, it hits the complex nerve plexus in the brain, and finally concentrated on the top of the head, which actually makes the scalp numb.

Isn't this person doing an air show? The sound is really nice.

"Are you listening?"

Asked softly over there.

Wei Nan wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Well, hello, I'm at the subway station, and I'm about to pick you up."

"Then, I will wait downstairs in Yuehua Building near the railway station, see or leave."

In fact, counting now, he has been waiting for half an hour.

But the plain tone still couldn't feel any emotion of the master.

"Well, all right." Wei Nan nodded, his back a little cold.

"worship."

There was only a beeping busy tone on the phone, and it was already hung up over there. Before Wei Nan could say "bye bye", he slammed the phone back into his bag.

This voice is called—the thief sounds nice.

This attitude is called—the thief is calm.

Finally squeezed onto the subway. When he was almost out of breath, Wei Nan suddenly felt that something in his mind was gradually coming to the surface.

Lu Shuang?

My brother said that he had lived with us in that community for a while, and then the family moved to the far north.

The group of children playing when they were young is really not impressed anymore, their faces are hard to remember, but at least the names can be remembered.

Lu Shuang...Why haven't you heard of it?

By the way, the neighbor's neighbor's right?

Yet again?

Damn, it's him!

When I was a child, because the writing was too scattered, when a bunch of children were writing on the ground, Wei Nan looked for the simplest name to recognize it, and the first one to recognize was Lu Youyou.

He divided the two characters too far apart. Wei Nan always thought that he was called "Youyou", and he thought to himself that his name is so terrible, even worse than my brother "Weiteng".

No wonder I haven't heard of it, it turned out to be a mistake.

Once scorched Wei Nan’s hair with fire, cut Wei Nan’s clothes with scissors, and let a mouse in Wei Nan’s schoolbag scared Wei Nan to cry, causing Wei Nan to be laughed at by the little bandits in the kindergarten. Yue's classmate Lu Youyou.

a family of scholars? A gentleman?

Wei Nan sneered at the corner of his mouth.

very good.

Now that I've grown up, let me see how your Dianping scholar's wolf tail is tidying up, don't lift it too high, use it as a wig.

****

Facts have proved that when people are unlucky, they will lose every gambling, and there will be traffic jams on every road. They deliberately chose a subway that rarely fails, and unexpectedly encountered a failure ahead and temporarily stopped.

Is there an unlucky bug that is worse than yourself got stuck in the door?

Wei Nan stood in the middle of the subway and had no place to grab it. The front and back were crowded. As soon as the subway stopped, he fell back and fell back instantly. The screams of the man who was stepped on by high heels and the sound of women apologizing. The entire carriage is flooded.

Ten minutes after an inexplicable breakdown, the subway ran again.

It was almost six when we arrived at the train station. Wei Nan moved to the difficult ground of Yuehua Building in a crowd of people. He reached the location, positioned it, twisted his neck, searched for the target everywhere, his eyes lit up, and locked--

A boy standing not far away, wearing a clean white T-shirt and light blue jeans, unlike his brother Wei Teng, who has holes everywhere, his dress is unconventional and neat, and the shoes on his feet are also dusty. Undyed, it doesn't look like the desolate one just got off the train. One leg is slightly bent forward, the foot is spinning boringly on the ground, the other leg is resting on the ground, and the back rests leisurely against the wall.

Wei Nan suddenly remembered the independent attitude of the golden rooster in the martial arts novels, and forced a smile to look at his face.

The sword eyebrows are raised, and the heroic spirit is pressing; the straight nose is driving a pair of glasses, the silver metal frame is shining coldly under the light, the eyes behind the lenses are gently closed; the thin lips are curled up slightly. The arc of the face is like a smile but not a smile; the lower jaw is slightly raised, very arrogant.

The whole person has an elegant temperament, which is a pretty good beauty.

The legendary ghost animal has a black belly? Or the cold noodle queen?

Wei Nan was smirking, when the guy opposite suddenly opened his eyes.

The sharp gaze shot straight through the lens, stabbing people's heart like a sword...

"Enough to see?" His lips opened slightly, and he spoke coldly, standing upright, aggressively.

A drop of cold sweat slipped off Wei Nan's forehead, and he hurriedly squeezed out a smile: "Haha, are you Lu Shuang?"

The man was silent for a moment, then looked again at Wei Nan, his expression lightened a little: "It's Wei Nan, the difference with your brother is quite big, I thought you..."

Wei Nan was curious: "Why?"

"Go back, it's not early." He quietly changed the subject and handed a bag over: "Help me carry the bag."

Wei Nan was stunned. This person is really rude, when I am his maid? He took the bag over with angrily, but smiled brightly on his face: "You are welcome, you are my brother's friend, that is, my friend, you should, you should."

"I'm not welcome." A short and powerful response, and: "Help me take this bag again. It's a bit heavy."

Wei Nan was stunned.

Generally, it’s not that boys help girls to carry bags to respect women’s human rights. Why did he turn it around, and he still has a "natural" expression with a flushed face.

Lu Shuang, Lu Shuang, if you have a thicker skin, you can wear bulletproof vests.

Wei Nan rolled his eyes and took the bag over, "It's okay, it's not sinking, it's not sinking at all."

He picked up the box with one hand, tucked the other hand in his pocket, and walked forward on his own.

Wei Nan carried two big bags in both hands and followed behind, just like a little maid following the son.

"Lu Shuang, you have worked hard all the way." Wei Nan smiled "enthusiastically". Lu Shuang showed no signs of melting, but Wei Nan was almost holding it to the extreme. The sweat from his whole body turned into steam to surround his body, and the whole figure looked like heat. Tengteng's freshly baked buns have to smile enthusiastically at others, which is really a torture.

Lu Shuang said flatly: "You are Wei Teng's younger sister, that is, my younger sister, right."

"……Correct."

"Then please don't look at me with that kind of passion in the future."

Sure enough, his too "enthusiastic" gaze scared him? Wei Nan smiled: "Well, I just..."

He was interrupted by the other party before he finished speaking, turned his head, pushed his glasses, and stared at Wei Nan with a smile but a smile: "Otherwise, I would think that you are..." The corner of the mouth curled up, making ambiguous gestures, "seduce I."

Wei Nan was choked, a word "rely" stuck in his throat and did not come out, swallowing hard.

"Aren't you studying medicine? I've seen the dead. You're so unintimidated." Lu Shuang shrugged, acting bored, "Let's go."

Wei Nan smiled brilliantly: “It’s a great pleasure to have friends from afar. It’s a virtue to be enthusiastic about others. Don’t get me wrong. I don’t have any other thoughts about you. After we meet for the first time, I would like to ask you for advice.” No blush. , Stepping forward on high heels.

Lu Shuang did not walk fast or slow, leisurely like shopping, still indifferent tone: "By the way, your brother, as well as the parents of our two families, are interested in matching the two of us. What do you think about this?"

Wei Nan stopped and smiled, "I have no opinion, let God handle this kind of esoteric problem." If you can't deal with it, I won't burn incense for him in the future.

Lu Shuang frowned: "You're really mean-mouthed." After a pause, his tone became serious: "I'll tell you the truth. In my opinion, the two of us will not call you. You are not my type, so I still keep it. The distance is better. I only live in your house for a week, and after I find a job, I will go different ways, irrelevant to each other, OK?"

Although he didn't speak very well, Wei Nan felt that this person was very real. There are not many people who can show "crossing the river and bridge the bridge" so obviously and who have no sense of embarrassment at all.

"It's just what I want." Wei Nan tossed his hair, walked in front of him, and smiled back: "You are not the type I like, do whatever you want."

There is a saying: to deal with a vicious person, you must be more vicious than him; to deal with a despicable person, you must be more despicable than him; to deal with a handsome person, you must be more unrestrained than him; to deal with a handsome person, you must... ...Destroy his face.

Now there is no way to ruin his face, at least it can blow his self-confidence.

is it necessary? Pretend to be cool to this point, you are not the only man in this world.

What you are proud of, skin and flesh are all born and given by your parents. No matter how good you look, that is also your parents' ability.

However, his parents are really capable. They have given birth to such a superb, and they have successfully raised them and have not died. It is really hard work and meritorious work. It should be awarded a "Least Easy Parent Award."

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