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Chapter 23 #Goose Feather Heavy Snow#

There was almost no one on the high-speed train on the second day of the Lunar New Year.

The distance from Shangjiang to Yaodong is not short, and it takes four hours even by high-speed train.

Song Tingyi went to sleep as soon as he got on the high-speed rail, except when Luo Yao woke him up when he was serving dinner, he almost never opened his eyes.

Lin Jianshen sat next to the two of them, looking at the "sleepy" Song Tingyi, secretly lamenting his boss' physical strength.

I just went to his house for a day and a half, and I tossed Dr. Song so hard that I couldn't open my eyes and fell asleep.He clicked his tongue twice, lowered his head and continued to play with his mobile phone. His physical strength was terrifying.

Yaodong is in northern China, across the Huaihe River, the temperature is much lower than that of Shangjiang in the Jiangnan area, Luo Yao turned his head and looked out the window, the temperature outside the high-speed rail is extremely low, because of the night, the wind is also very strong, blowing along the road The grass and trees couldn't help shaking.

Luo Yao sighed, he seemed to have foreseen the unbearably cold feeling when filming.He flipped through his phone, turned to look at Song Tingyi who was sleeping soundly, and sent Lin Jianshen a message.

Lin Jianshen on the other side of the aisle stared blankly at the message that popped up on his phone, and subconsciously glanced at Luo Yao.

After clicking on the message, he found that the boss asked him to buy more baby warmers.

He made an OK gesture to Luo Yao, and didn't say much, just ordered a box of warm babies on Taobao.

Although Luo Yao doesn't wear a lot of clothes in winter, he's not a person who doesn't care about temperature but only demeanor.On the contrary, he lives an unusually healthy life: he wears long johns when the temperature is below ten degrees;

The story background of the scenes to be filmed in Yaodong Film and Television City this time is autumn, and the costumes are not thick. Of course, no matter how thick the costumes are, they can’t resist the cold. Luo Yao’s gastroenteritis often has small attacks in such cold weather. , Warm baby is a must-have item for shooting in this kind of weather.

This time, there were quite a few crews filming in Yaodong Film and Television City, and the surrounding hotels were almost overcrowded. The crew finally found a hotel with vacant rooms not far from the Film and Television City.

Luo Yao came earlier than the rest of the crew, and the time of check-in at the hotel seemed very dark. At this moment, there was only an empty area in the hotel corridor.

I don't know if it's because Song Tingyi was not on the staff list when he was in southern Yunnan last time, and the crew responsible for communicating with the hotel this time also forgot to book a separate room for him, only Luo Yao and Lin Jian Each of them has a single room.

Song Tingyi dragged his suitcase and stared at the two room cards put on the table by the lady at the front desk for a while, almost wondering if he was so sleepy on the way that his eyes were blinded by sleep.

He turned his head and glanced at Luo Yao subconsciously. The man took the room card from the table, handed it to Lin Jianshen, and dragged the suitcase to the elevator.

Lin Jianshen seemed a little confused, so he stood there looking at the room card in his hand for a long time in a daze. When he realized that he hurriedly followed with his suitcase, Song Tingyi followed Luo Yao into the elevator and pressed the button. .

Luo Yao raised the brim of his peaked cap, gave Lin Jianshen a look, and unceremoniously pressed the close button.

The elevator slowly ascended, and with a burst of soothing music, Song Tingyi heard Luo Yao say: "There are only two rooms, what should I do?"

Song Tingyi watched the number on the elevator display jump from 6 to 7, and calmly said, "I listen to the boss, and the boss will do whatever he says."

Luo Yao didn't speak.

The elevator reached the 12th floor, and the elevator door opened with a "ding". Luo Yao picked up the suitcase and lightly dropped a sentence: "You sleep in the aisle."

Song Tingyi was not angry either, he just picked up the suitcase and walked out.

He knew that Luo Yao was playing with him, because he was the first to start this fight.The reason for opening it is very simple, Luo Yao enthusiastically invited him to drink milk several times last night, he blamed Luo Yao for his lack of restraint, which made his cheeks so sore today that he didn't want to talk.

Although Luo Yao had apologized more than once since he didn't talk to him, but his cheeks were too sour, he still didn't bother to talk to him.

Now it seems that sister Yao should be angry.

Luo Yao was a few steps ahead of him, swiped the room card and opened the door, but only pretended to close the door after entering with the suitcase, and did not close it tightly.

Song Tingyi lowered his head and smiled, opened the door and took the suitcase in.

As soon as the last wheel of the suitcase entered the door, before he even had time to close the door with his backhand, Luo Yao's angry voice came from the bathroom: "Didn't you say that you listen to me? I let you sleep in the aisle How did you come in?"

Song Tingyi closed the door with his backhand, stood still at the door of the bathroom, and pressed the handle of the bathroom door.

Luo Yao had just released the water, and before he had time to react, he was taken aback by Song Tingyi's actions, and the clothes hem and belt that had not been arranged were exposed in front of Song Tingyi's eyes.

Song Tingyi leaned at the door, watched Luo Yao frantically pull up his trousers, and raised his eyebrows playfully: "If I go to sleep in the aisle, what needs does the boss have, and how can I meet them immediately?"

Luo Yao blushed a little, turned on the faucet to wash his hands, and was about to open his mouth to refute something, when he saw Song Tingyi took two steps forward, and put his face in front of him: "Does the boss like to show it to everyone in the aisle? Performance Art?"

"Song..." Song Tingyi interrupted Luo Yao before he could call out his first and last name, "Look at my mouth."

Luo Yao turned his head and lowered his eyes to look carefully at Song Tingyi's mouth.There are some tiny cracks on both sides of the corner of the mouth, which are forcibly opened to bear his small lines.

"Milk is delicious." Song Tingyi bent his eyes and smiled at Luo Yao, "but don't drink so much for me next time."

Luo Yao tilted his head slightly, with an unnatural expression on his face.

Song Tingyi took a step closer, his lips gently brushed against his face, like a soft feather: "You are too big, I can't bear it."

Luo Yao stepped back, his face turned pink uncontrollably.

It should be a happy thing for a man to be praised by his partner, but now Luo Yao is more ashamed than happy.

Because Song Tingyi was the one who took the initiative at the beginning of last night, but after the flood that broke the embankment rushed once, the sovereignty was reversed.He still remembered the way he rubbed the back of Song Tingyi's neck slowly.

Song Tingyi's eyes were full of tears and looked very bright under the light.The corners of his eyes were very red, and his bright red lips were parted, sobbing softly in front of him uncontrollably.

That night, he made Song Tingyi's bed sheets filthy, making them smell like both of them.

"Why are you shy?" Song Tingyi tilted his head, rubbed his slightly cool nose against Luo Yao's, and let out a short low laugh from the deepest part of his throat as if thinking of something, "I'm boasting You, brother, you are no longer that half-minute..."

The three words that Luo Yao didn't want to hear the most were blocked by him. He pressed the back of Song Tingyi's head and kissed his lips lightly again and again.

Song Tingyi turned his head, Luo Yao's kiss landed on the side of his face.

"So boss, can I sleep in the room next?"

Luo Yao buried his head in Song Tingyi's neck, and his voice sounded muffled and soft: "Yes."

Luo Yao didn't know how he was coaxed by Song Tingyi, anyway, he was standing in front of the balcony door, pointing excitedly at the goose feather heavy snow outside and yelling at Song Tingyi who was tidying up his things : "Look, it's snowing!"

Song Tingyi, who had seen a lot of snow in northern Italy since he was a child, seemed unable to understand Luo Yao's ecstasy, and looked back at Luo Yao in disbelief: "Why are you so excited?"

The latter had pushed the door out like a child, and stood quietly on the balcony watching the snow.

The temperature outside was extremely low, blowing in through the open door.

Song Tingyi wrapped his down jacket tightly and got out.

Luo Yao reached out to catch a snowflake and handed it to Song Tingyi: "I grew up in Shangjiang, and I have almost never seen such a big snow."

The snowflakes quickly melted in Luo Yao's palms. He rubbed his palms together and looked down at the open space illuminated by the street lights outside the hotel.

I don’t know when this snow started to fall, and it has already accumulated a thick layer on the ground. Luo Yao poked his head out of the eaves of the balcony, waited for him to admire it in a new way, then retracted his head, and the long Her eyelashes are already covered with white snowflakes.

"Song Tingyi." He touched Song Tingyi's shoulder with his shoulder, "If he was drenched in snow together in the past, he will be counted as a whitehead in this life."

Song Tingyi couldn't help reaching out to take off those "snow-white eyelashes" for him: "Don't pretend to be elegant."

Luo Yao didn't speak, but obediently lowered his head to let him help to pat the snowflakes off his hair.

When the last snowflake fell to the ground and melted, Luo Yao looked into Song Tingyi's eyes very seriously: "23550, 20407, 27292."

Song Tingyi was caught off guard by this sudden string of numbers.He looked at Luo Yao in bewilderment, and silently recited the string of numbers several times, but he still didn't realize the meaning inside.

He raised his hand and touched Luo Yao's face, he shouldn't have been frozen stupid, why did he open his mouth and say something he couldn't understand?

"What is this?" He still couldn't help asking.

"Four-corner number." Luo Yao smiled, "I used to use traditional Chinese characters, and I used four-corner numbers to look up in dictionaries."

He pulled Song Tingyi into the room, randomly took a pen and paper from the table, wrote down the string of numbers on the paper, and wrote three words under the string of numbers: I love you.

"You used the way your grandfather confessed to your grandmother back then on me?" Song Tingyi looked at those three words, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Luo Yao put his arms around his waist and leaned his head on his shoulder: "My grandparents have been married for 70 years, which is 50 years longer than the golden wedding. Think about it, if you agree, you will Accompany me for 70 years."

"Forget it." Song Tingyi pressed his forehead, "When you fail, I'll find someone younger and more beautiful."

Luo Yao straightened up, looked seriously into Song Tingyi's eyes, the light in his eyes flickered: "That can't be done, I live a long life, you can't survive me. Besides, who else is more beautiful than me? "

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Yuyu Small Classroom: The four-corner number is a search method for classifying and marking the four-corner strokes of square Chinese characters.The last number of the number string represents the stroke type classification at the top of the Chinese character.

It's almost the end of the term, everyone, study hard!

Also, happy Dragon Boat Festival!

Finally, let me mention that Yaodong in the article refers to Shandong in reality.