Chapter 74 C-73
Chapter 74 C-73
"Yan Ce?" Jian Yue hurriedly ran over, not knowing, so he asked, "This is it?"
"Take you out to play." Yan Ce took out another helmet, "Go to see the mountains, the water, and the glaciers."
"Now?"
"Right now."
Jane looked over herself, "But we haven't prepared anything."
"Don't worry, Yan Ce is ready." Yan Ce pulled the zipper of the opponent's jacket to the end, "With Yan Ce, don't be afraid."
Jian Yue still felt a little unbelievable, "The windows at home are not closed either."
"It's okay, He Jin is coming soon, let him clean up." Yan Ce took out another pair of leather gloves and put them on for the other party, "Jue Yue just follow me."
"Will Yan Ce take me home after reading it?"
"Yes, let's go home together."
Jian Yue stopped being suspicious, and let the other party put on a motorcycle helmet for herself, and sat on the other party's back seat.
"Hold tight to Yan Ce, the car will go fast." Yan Ce let out a muffled voice through his helmet, "Don't be afraid."
"I'm not afraid." Jian Yue hugged the opponent's waist, "Let's go."
"gone."
After igniting the fire, this ordinary black panther-like Kawasaki chased forward quickly, and it seemed to be able to throw the passing clouds behind in just a few seconds.
The locomotive was driving so fast that Jian Yue felt like he was dreaming. The scenery in front of him was passing by at a hundred times speed so fast that it made people feel a little emptiness, only the person he was holding tightly was real.
From the time he met Yan Ce, Yan Ce's image was a reassuring and mature appearance most of the time. In his impression, Yan Ce rarely did anything contrary to his gentle personality. His clothes were always neat and spotless. , Even in matters of love, there is a little restraint of abstinence.
But Yan Ce in front of him was different. He took off his formal suit and shirt, and wore a leather jacket and black boots. His hair fell to his forehead, and he couldn't see the 30-year-old elite face in the past. He was replaced by a high-spirited face. A heroic youth face.
He can prepare three meals for you and ask you how warm and cold you are, and he can also take you to see the mountains and rivers and talk about crazy things. Jane doesn't understand why she is lucky, but Yan Ce told him that he doesn't need to ask why, love is the answer.
A few hours later, the Kawasaki stalled on a mountainside, and Yan Ce took Jian Yue to a small restaurant in the forest for lunch.
"Eat more, there may be no place to eat at night." Yan Ce served the other party a bowl full of rice, "Maybe we need to eat dry food."
Jane Yue was already hungry, "Where are we going?"
"I don't have a destination, I go anywhere." Yan Ce put several dishes in the opponent's bowl, "I think I'm already thirty, and I have everything, but I haven't seen the world with you."
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After lunch, the two lit up and set off again. It was an uphill road in the afternoon. Half of the winding winding road was covered with black shadows of fir trees, and the place where the light spots fell seemed to be covered with a layer of gold. Jian Yue confirmed that she had not seen such a beautiful scene in many years. The scene is bright.
Whether it is the speed of Chasing the Wind that makes him feel more excited, or the scenery along the way makes him more happy, Jian Yue can't tell the difference, and it doesn't matter anymore.
When the clouds in the sky turned crimson, Kawasaki stopped on a flat slope on the top of a mountain.
They sat next to each other, and Jian Yue nestled in Yan Ce's arms with peace of mind, watching the clouds roll and the clouds calm down, and the sunset went west.
When the beautiful shadow of the returning bird passed through the thin clouds, Yan Ce had a whim and said, "Yueyue, let's dance, before it gets dark."
"Are you here?" Jane Yue's heart beat wildly because of nervousness and longing.
"The weather in the mountain is beautiful at night and day, and the birds are returning." Yan Ce also looked forward to it in vain, "It's here."
"Waltz is still tango." Jian Yue believed the truth and sat upright,
"Let's tango." Yan Ce's heart ignited a cluster of passionate and romantic fire, "The one we danced in the rice field last time."
In this way, at the end of dusk and the end of the afterglow, even without the accompaniment of dance music, they still danced vigorously on the grass covered with sunlight, and the red sun with only half of their faces stretched their shadows very long, as if A lifetime is so long.
If we say that they danced in the field, it was a mutual respect for the fireworks in the market and the mutual affection; then they danced together on the top of the mountain full of rosy mountains, which is a love response to the most important person in the world.
The dance steps of tango are strong and unrestrained, bold and unrestrained. The dancers should have a serious expression, and there should be flashes of the head looking left and right from time to time, and the body should have no ups and downs, no ups and downs.
But they changed the traditional dance steps, let them smile, and followed each other closely with their eyes, tacit dance steps, sincere four eyes, light laughter, they are the most ordinary two people in the world, and they are also the closest people to each other in the world .
Every physical contact in their dance steps seems to ignite a fire, every response in their eyes is like a kiss, and roses seem to grow wherever their steps touch.
The wind is romantic, the cloud is romantic, and falling in love is the best unique romance.
It wasn't until the last bit of red in the sky disappeared that their dance steps slowly stopped, and they fell into a passionate deep kiss without stopping.
"Yan Ce, can I dance well?" Jian Yue asked condescendingly on the other party.
"Okay." Yan Ce traced the lines of the opponent's eyebrows with his fingers, "It's getting better and better."
"Yan Ce, I have something to tell you."
"Okay, Yan Ce, listen."
Jian Yue pressed the corner of the other party's lips with his fingertips, and said affectionately: "I'm almost thirty. I used to have nothing, and I didn't expect to have anything. Now that I have a strict policy, I feel like I have everything."
Yan Ce's eyes brightened, "Would you still look forward to it?"
"Expectation." Jian Yue put her ear on the other's heart, "Anticipation and Yan Ce can dance in different places and at different ages every time."
Jian Yue originally thought they were going to sleep on the mountain all night, but Yan Ce drove him over several hills, and finally found a small village to rest.
No matter how you look at it, this village is a bit run down, and the farming is not doing well, but the villagers are very enthusiastic.
They settled down in a villager's house in a one-story building. The head of the household made a simple dinner for them. Although the appearance and taste were not good, they still ate a clean dinner.
After the last light in the whole village was extinguished, they lay on a wooden bed covered with old cotton wool, whispering about today's various plans and tomorrow's plans.
"Into Tibet?" Jian Yue covered her mouth and suppressed Ce's startled voice in time, "But we haven't prepared anything."
"Don't be afraid, Yan Ce is already prepared." Yan Ce broke the other's fingers and began to calculate, "Start from here and walk for three more days, and when we arrive at Uncle Yao's site, we can change our equipment and we will arrive in Kangding in two days. "
"Death Yan Ce, smelly Yan Ce, why didn't you say it earlier, I wasn't prepared for this, what should I do if I went to the emergency room before passing Litang."
"I've been taking Rhodiola for you for ten days in a row, so it shouldn't be a big problem. Isn't there still a strict policy?"
Many memories flashed through Jian Yue's mind, "Just because I wanted to see the glacier."
"Yan Ce thinks about it too." Yan Ce rested the opponent's head in his arms, "Thinking that before we are ninety, we can still have no scruples for 60 years."
"Then what if we don't live to be ninety, what if we can only live to be sixty?"
"That's okay, at least in the short life, we are already half of each other when we meet each other thirty times."
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