What Should I Do If I Attack the Protagonist Through a Book?

Half an hour of back and forth finally came to an end. Gu Yu drove an off-road car that he didn't usually drive very often, and Fu Huayu took the passenger seat as usual.

Following the navigation, the buildings outside the window are getting shorter and shorter, and there are more naturally growing woods.

There are more green plants and the air feels much fresher. Seeing Gu Yu humming a song with unconcealable joy in his eyes, Fu Huayu also felt some long-lost peace.

"Are we going to camp in the countryside?" When he got here, he also had some guesses.

"Half of a guess," Gu Yu turned the steering wheel, "Let's go fishing in the countryside. We didn't bring a tent today, so we can't camp." There was a pity in his tone.

After hearing this, Fu Huayu turned around and glanced at Gu Yu in surprise. He didn't know that Gu Yu could still fish.

"When did you fall in love with fishing?" He thought that someone with such an unruly temperament as Gu Yu would not like a retirement activity like fishing even after so many years.

"Hai, I have a friend abroad who likes fishing. I went with him a few times and fell in love with him."

With that said, Gu Yu made a few more turns and parked the car at the entrance of a small farmyard.

Gu Yu asked Fu Huayu to get out of the car, go around to the trunk, and unload the things together.

Fu Huayu took a look and realized why Gu Yu had been moving back and forth for so long in the morning.

A folding barbecue grill, a bag of meat, two bags of snacks, two fishing rods and many bags with no apparent contents.

The two of them moved several times to move things into the yard.

"This is a good place recommended to me by others. There is a river nearby, where you can fish, and the scenery is good. When I first came here, this family happened to be selling their house, so I bought it."

As Gu Yu said this, he set up the barbecue grill, opened the bag next to it and put in a few pieces of charcoal.

"Let's go fishing first, then come back at noon to skewer the meat and have a barbecue."

He went to the shed behind the house and pushed a motorcycle out.

"Let's go, come up." He said and threw a helmet to Fu Huayu, "Put it on. This car was given to me by the previous landlord."

Fu Huayu was sitting in the back seat wearing a helmet, his hands clasped around Gu Yu's waist.

Along the way there were only the roar of motorcycles and the continuous chirping of birds, and the wind blew past the sides of the body, giving people a chilly feeling.

"Hold on tight." Gu Yu reminded him, speeding up. "There's a big downhill ahead."

Fu Huayu's hand slowly came down, and finally he hugged her tightly.

The wind blew past my ears, blowing the hair off my forehead, and the sudden feeling of weightlessness made my heart beat faster.

After a while, the car was driving on a smooth road, and the wind became calmer, but Fu Huayu felt that the accelerated heartbeat just now still lingered in his heart.

Although he was wearing a helmet, he could still imagine that Gu Yu must have been excited and wanton just now. The fleeting sense of freedom has always been an exciting romance for Gu Yu.

Finally, the car stopped on the side of the road, and the two walked for a while before they saw the river.

Gu Yu walked along the river for a while and found a suitable location to fish.

He first gave Fu Huayu a fishing rod, and then tied the hanging bed he brought to the tree.

"If you don't want to fish anymore, just lie down on the couch and play by yourself for a while." After saying that, Gu Yu ignored Fu Huayu and sat down to start mixing the bait.

He prefers making his own than buying it.

Fu Huayu also found a place not far from him to get off the pole.

He also knows a little bit about fishing.

"Hey, it's on!" The first thing to move was Gu Yu's hook, "Tsk, this fish is a bit small."

A small fish two fingers long.

After looking at the hooked fish's mouth, Gu Yu estimated that it would survive if released, so Gu Yu threw the fish back.

It's so small, I don't know what to do with it, and it doesn't taste interesting at all.

He took the bait again and turned to look at Fu Huayu, who was sitting on the bank and staring at the drift intently.

He thought about Shen Yu in the past. He was the same as he is now. Although his temper was a bit explosive, he was single-minded and very calm when doing things.

After taking a glance at the bucket next to Shen Yu, there seemed to be no movement. Gu Yu withdrew his gaze and focused on fishing for his own fish.

The sun began to shine until noon, and Gu Yu and Fu Huayu had nothing to gain. Either the hook was detached midway, or the fish was too small and everything that could be released was released.

At the end of the morning, both of their buckets were empty.

When Gu Yu was packing his things, he took a look at Fu Huayu and found that he had gained nothing like himself, and he felt immediately comfortable.

Fu Huayu, who noticed his movements, looked unkind and glared at him, before Gu Yu withdrew his gaze.

Fu Huayu pursed his lips. If Gu Yu had no harvest because he let all the fish go, then he was an "air force" through and through, with no fish biting the hook at all.

Fu Huayu, who refused to admit that he was guilty, firmly believed that Gu Yu's presence affected his concentration.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Gu Yu again with a less friendly look.

Just as he was looking over there, Gu Yu was targeted for no reason:? ? ?

The two packed up their things and rode their motorcycles back to the small courtyard. Fu Huayu organized and put away everything, while Gu Yu was burning charcoal and preparing to barbecue.

"I'll let you try my cooking today." Although Gu Yu didn't know how to cook, he learned barbecue skills from his former fishing friends.