The level of endorphins increases, and the secretion of adrenaline is increasing. The cold river water hits the legs, and every cell in the body is opened. The stimulation brought by the senses makes people clearly feel that they are still alive.

Chen Wang got on the rubber boat. When he stepped on the umbrella, he heard Jiang Ge roaring across the forest from a distance: "Chen Wang! Are you a fucking fool!!"

Idiot-

Is it a silly?

Is it?

And brings a reply.

Chen Wang laughed and raised his head.

The distance is too high and the rock wall is steep. Only rugged cliffs and raised stones can be seen from the bottom up, and no one can be seen above.

Jiang Ge lay on the ground, his face pale, and his fingers holding his cell phone were shaking.

Du Qiwen was shocked by his thunderous swearing words just now, and looked at him with a stuttering look: "You guy are quite brave."

Jiang Ge began to be scared afterwards: "I was so angry that I didn't react. Why didn't he wait for someone to be beaten by the water before opening the umbrella?" He trembled and took back his phone, muttering while fiddling, "Can Brother Chen Wang keep my whole body for the sake of my dedication to him?"

"I don't know, it depends on your luck," Du Qiwen stretched his head and glanced at his phone. He saw him sending a video to whom he posted on WeChat. "If you are so scared, can you remember to record a video to? Who did you send it to?"

After Jiang Ge finished sending the phone, he put away his cell phone, took a deep breath and wiped his face: "No one."

Du Qiwen said suspiciously: "I just saw it. My avatar is a woman, and it looks pretty good. Have you been cheating the girl and sent Chen Wang's videos and photos to the girl and said it was you?"

“…”

Jiang Ge asked sincerely: "Brother Du, are you really a rich second generation?"

"…Fuck?" Du Qiwen stopped with his expression, "What do you mean?"

"Nothing interesting," said Jiang Ge, "I just think you are sometimes as innocent as a rich second generation."

Du Qiwen: "…"

Meng Yingning and Jiang Ge added WeChat when they were eating apple pie at Chen Wang's house that night. After adding, they never contacted each other. They liked each other in the circle of friends. If it weren't for Jiang Ge's all right, Meng Yingning would have almost forgot to add such a friend.

When Jiang Ge's video was sent, Meng Yingning had just woken up and got up.

After waking up at around four o'clock, she slept in a daze for nearly two hours. At around seven o'clock in the morning, Bai Jian was already awake and was standing on the balcony and taking pictures of the scenery outside.

Meng Yingning fell lazily on the tatami mat. After catching her phone, she saw Chen Wanghui's text message first.

This person used to have WeChat.

Without much hesitation, she simply copied the string of numbers, opened WeChat, clicked on the small plus sign in the upper right corner, and simply prepared to add friends.

Paste the WeChat account on, a business card pops up, and Meng Yingning clicks on it.

Chen Wang's avatar is a cat.

Meng Yingning was a little surprised. She originally thought that this person’s avatar would be cooler.

But this avatar is cool enough. She clicked on the large picture of the cat's avatar. The cat was held in the arms of a obviously man's hand. The man's big hand had long fingers, distinct joints, and the lines supported by the metacarpal bones and veins on the back of the hand were clear in outlines, with pale blue blood vessels.

It was Chen Wang's hand.

Does this person still have a cat?

The cat was caught by him, with a reluctance and cold disgust, and his impatient look drooping with his eyelids, just like his master.

It turns out that the object looks like the owner's shape.

Meng Yingning curled his lips and took a closer look, and suddenly felt a little confused.

I always feel familiar, and I seem to have seen this cat somewhere.

Maybe it's because the cats all look similar.

Meng Yingning didn't care much, so she added a friend and logged out. She looked at the WeChat message while waiting to pass.

Jiang Ge's news was the first, just a few minutes ago.

He sent a video over.

The video was short, only a few dozen seconds in total, and finally ended with a deafening roar and scolding, and then ended abruptly.

Meng Yingning was all dead.

It was not until Jiang Ge's last roar that she woke up as if she was shocked. Her heart seemed to be hanging on a steel wire, being pulled and swayed in the sky, and then fell to the ground with a slap.

Meng Yingning threw her cell phone on the quilt and breathed a sigh of relief.

She took a while, pursed her lips and picked up her phone again, and looked at it again calmly, making sure he was really fine.

After reading it, she fell into the quilt with her cell phone as if she was exhausted.

The wooden door of the balcony was opened, and Bai Jian was still taking photos outside. The morning air was filled with the fresh smell of mountains and forests, and the first ray of sunshine climbed into the room along the tatami.

Meng Yingning lies in a large shape, and can't tell what it feels like.

Chen Wang has changed so much now and then. Whether it is personality, style of conduct, what he says and what he does, he gives people a sense of indifference that is approaching pathological. His soul has sunk silently into the sea.

Meng Yingning didn't know what he had experienced in the past ten years, but she didn't want him to do this.

The boy in her memory shouldn't be like this even after years and ten years.

Of course, what Lin Jingnian said before, she had thought about how she could really have no desires and was not a saint.

But every time she carefully exposed her tentative tentacles, Chen Wang's reaction was so cold that she didn't even have time to think about what to do next.

Every time I ran away in a panic.

Even escaping has become a habit.

I didn’t understand when I was in junior high school, and there were more and more important things to do at that time. At that age, it seemed that even loving someone was an unforgivable sin, a secret that could not be known to everyone, but a very vague feeling, and a cognition that even one cannot be sure of.

It was already a long time since I finally realized it.

Meng Yingning remembered the dogge in her wedding dress in her dream again.

Chen Wang has a really bad vision.

Meng Yingning turned over depressedly, hugged the quilt and got up unhappy.

Bai Jian happened to come in, took the phone and glanced at her while looking at the photos she had just taken: "Wake up, go wash up and have breakfast when you wake up? I don't know what breakfast they are like here."

Meng Yingning didn't say anything.

Bai Jian looked up, looked at her, and was startled.

The little girl sat cross-legged on the tatami quilt, her black hair was slept with curved dispersion, with obvious dark circles in her eyes, and she looked at her with a sad face.

Bai Jian: "…What's wrong?"

"Sister Bai Jian, have you ever chased someone?" Meng Yingning asked.

Bai Jian: "Ah?"

"...No," Meng Yingning looked entangled and struggling with anticipation and eager to try the complicated expressions of mixed together. She stood up in a daze and walked into the bathroom like a sleepwalking, "It's nothing, I'll ask."

The team building was built for two days and one night. After the afternoon, the company bus sent people back to the company's door, and then went back to their respective homes and went home to rest for a while to go to work the next day.

Meng Yingning started to get stuck as soon as she got on the bus. She only slept for a few hours the night before. On the way back, she slept in a daze with the air conditioning blanket.

When they got off at the company's door, everyone greeted each other. Meng Yingning took a taxi home, took a shower and changed into pajamas, and buried her in bed to start taking a nap.

This time, I slept until six o'clock in the evening. When I opened my eyes, the whole room was dark. Meng Yingning lay on the bed side and rubbed her eyes sleepyly. The first feeling was that she was hungry.

After awakening for a while, he reached out to reach the phone at the head of the bed. The screensaver was marked with WeChat messages. Meng Yingning clicked in and replied one by one, and took a look.

Chen Wang has not yet passed her friend's request.

Meng Yingning hesitated for a moment, clicked on Jiang Ge's WeChat, and sent an emoticon package as the opening remark.

Jiang Ge replied in seconds: [Good evening for young lady]

Meng Yingning got up from the bed, turned over and went to the ground, and typed as she walked to the bathroom: [Good evening, are you still in Jinshan?]

Jiang Ge: [I am not here, I am back soon.]

Jiang Ge said very well: [Brother Chen Wang is fine, he is sleeping at home, and he has been sleeping until now. What are you doing, Miss? Are you back too?]

Knowing that he was really fine, Meng Yingning calmed down, washed his face clean water, and went into the bedroom to change his clothes: [I am back, and I plan to go out for dinner.]

Jiang Ge: [I haven’t eaten yet! Do you eat hot pot? I know that a restaurant is very delicious. Or should we have a hot pot together? Let’s talk about it by the way.]

Meng Yingning thought about it and it happened that she had many questions and wanted to ask Jiang Ge carefully.

Jiang Ge ordered a table at 6:30, and the store was closer to Meng Yingning's house. When she arrived, the time happened. After reporting Jiang Ge's name, the waiter led her to the second floor.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Jiang Ge arrived.

The boy saw her first, and waved to her while walking here. Meng Yingning raised his eyes and just smiled and raised his hand when he saw Chen Wang following behind.

Chen Wang paused when he saw her, probably not knowing it either.

“…”

Meng Yingning looked at Jiang Ge and silently gave him a look: What's wrong with you? We agreed that we will eat Chen Wang and sleep at home?

Jiang Ge looked like he was asking for praise: Sister, am I good!
To be continued...