Flame Covers the Sky[Entertainment]

Chapter 40

"Yan Zhi, I called Young Master Xing, do you mind?"

The owner of the carriage was a hospitable Kazakh peasant woman, and said in jerky Chinese: "No problem, come up quickly."

The master had already spoken, and Yan Zixiao couldn't say anything.He moved a position away, but Xing Tian didn't seem to see Yan Zixiao, and he didn't say hello. He bypassed Yan Zixiao's position, climbed into the carriage from the other side of the carriage, and sat down alone in a small remote corner.

Yan Zixiao wished that Xing Tian would not provoke him, so he didn't care about this scene.

After Zhuang Ying sat down firmly, the carriage wobbled along the country road.

Zhuang Ying is a self-acquaintance, and has a good relationship with the opposite sex. As soon as she gets in the car, she chats excitedly with the peasant woman, chattering, making Yan Zi feel dizzy.

Yan Zixiao turned her head and saw Xing Tian sleeping on a pile of wild alfalfa at the rear of the car, without his usual elegant and refined image.

Zhuang Ying also noticed this scene, and said with a smile: "Young Master Xing didn't rest well yesterday."

"He lives in a yurt with you?" By the time Yan Zixiao realized it, the inappropriate question had already blurted out.

"Well, we were in the same room last night."

At this point, Yan Zixiao fell silent, but his head was in a mess, as if some nerve had been miswired, but he did not forget the lover relationship between Xing Tian and Zhuang Ying. It seems that they have not broken up yet, otherwise how could they get along so intimately and naturally One room, the next morning Xing Tian was still listless with kidney deficiency.

"Director Yan, do I have something to tell you?"

"Say."

"Don't think about it, I have already broken up with him..."

Yan Zixiao didn't understand why Zhuang Ying told him this inexplicably, but he listened with great interest, and replied unconsciously: "We can get back together if we break up."

"Impossible." Zhuang Ying explained frankly: "Young Master Xing and I were just playing around. I don't like him, he doesn't like me, Young Master Xing is playful, but I'm even more hateful, using him to get in the position. We are adults , What is right and what is wrong, these calculations are clear in my heart."

Yan Zixiao did not deny it.

"Do you know why Young Master Xing broke up with me?

Yan Zixiao smiled coldly and shook his head, expressing that he didn't want to know.

But Zhuang Ying continued on her own: "He said he found true love."

Yan Zixiao's heart tightened, and the whip in his hand almost fell to the ground.

"Director Yan, what do you think about this?"

"I don't think so."

"Shouldn't a man pursue the person he likes?"

"Of course." Yan Zixiao is a typical traditional Chinese man, serious, affectionate, and responsible. He believes that male courtship behavior should not be suppressed on the premise of not crossing the line.

"Hehe, then why don't you accept Young Master Xing?" Zhuang Ying showed a smirk that the "trick" had succeeded.

"I don't accept it because..." Yan Zixiao was speechless for a moment, and he realized that Zhuang Ying had dug a hole for him.

"Yan Zhi, your face is so red, so cute!"

Yan Zixiao was embarrassed and unable to explain anything, pretending to be fully focused on driving the carriage.

"Let me tell you the truth. Young Master Xing named you by name in front of me, saying that his true love is you!"

"Do you believe what a bum says?"

"Believe me, why don't you believe me. He came to my yurt yesterday. I was taken aback. I thought he was seeking to get back with me because he was still in love with me. In the end, he didn't even touch me. Instead, he asked me to drink with him. It's good, but it's the first time Young Master Xing drank into a pool of drunken mud."

Yan Zixiao glanced at the man sleeping soundly in the haystack from the corner of his eye. No wonder he always felt the smell of alcohol in the car.

"So Director Yan doesn't have to be hostile to me. Young Master Xing doesn't like me. He keeps calling your name when he's drunk."

hostility?When Yan Zixiao heard these two words, goose bumps all over his body.Why is he hostile to Zhuang Ying?Is this hostility the same as Xing Tian's hostility towards Wang Xiaomei?

There was a pit in the road ahead, the carriage staggered as it passed by, and Xing Tian knocked his head against the side of the carriage, he was also awake, but his eyes were red and dull, it looked like it was caused by staying up late and drinking too much - it seems that Xing Tian Suffered quite a blow.

Yan Zixiao didn't dare to follow Zhuang Ying's logic. He put aside distracting thoughts, waved his whip, and the carriage moved forward at a faster speed.

After an hour of ups and downs, several people finally arrived at the market.Although the materials bought and sold in the market are monotonous and barren, there are people coming and going, lively and down-to-earth, and a strong atmosphere of life.The public bathroom is in an old two-story building. There is no signboard, but two rows of tacky characters are pasted on the glass windows. One row is Chinese characters for "bathhouse", and the other row is written by ethnic minorities.The owner of the store is a Han Chinese, and the bathhouse is empty, only two Han men are cleaning.

Zhuang Ying happily ran to the second floor with a pack of high-end toiletries.Xing Tian was still lying in the carriage like a cripple, and the Kazakh peasant woman pointed to the bathhouse with a smile, chattering about something.

Xing Tian replied decadently: "I don't want to go."

The peasant woman smiled and said, "Then you come with me&*&*#z..."

People came and went, watching the drunks on the carriage from time to time.Xing Tian was embarrassed to go back to sleep, so he got up and walked to the depths of the market with the peasant woman.Yan Zixiao came out of the condiment shop carrying two large bags of cumin powder, and happened to meet Xing Tian, ​​who still had a sad expression of "I don't want to talk to you", but carried two heavy sacks of cantaloupe and watermelon on his shoulders. Swaying, moving heavy objects with difficulty.

Yan Zixiao wondered if Xing Tianhe had gone to the mandarin duck bath with his old lover?How to be used as a coolie by Kazakh peasant women.

After a busy morning, the ingredients in the carriage gradually increased.Because the carriage was overloaded, Xing Tianzhuang Ying could not be carried on the way back.The original plan was for the four of them to go home in two groups, but after Yan Zixiao finished counting the ingredients, Xing Tian took his place, and Da Lala sat on the seat of a Kazakh peasant woman, clinging to his side.But the peasant woman and Zhuang Ying were nowhere to be seen.

"What about them?" Yan Zixiao had no choice but to break the silence.

"Let's go."

"What?" Yanzi said in a high-pitched voice, "Xing Tian, ​​are you playing tricks again?"

Xing Tian sneered disdainfully: "Am I that bad in your heart?"

"Where did Elena go?"

"do not know."

The two stopped talking, and the atmosphere was cold. The result of the hangover was that Xing Tian even lost the energy to get close to Yan Zixiao when the two were alone, and he was disheartened to help the Kazakh woman for several hours. At this moment, Xing Tian is like a deflated ball, unable to speak a word.

Xing Tian leaned on a push of watermelon and fell asleep again.

The noon sun was strong and the market was about to leave, Yan Zixiao decided to drive the carriage and Xing Tian home by himself.

The cart was pulled by a short old horse. Although this kind of horse was ugly in appearance, it had good stamina and was suitable for long-distance walking.Yan Zixiao said "heh", flicked the whip, and the horse walked forward obediently.

The horse's tail was combed into several small braids, and there were round brass bells hanging on it. The jingle jingle, the crisp sound was melodious, adding a touch of relaxation to the monotonous journey.

After an unknown amount of time, Xing Tian stretched his waist, took a deep breath, and broke the silence: "This is really good."

Yan Zixiao didn't respond, Xing Tian suddenly raised his mobile phone and turned it at a 45-degree angle, the direction of the photo was just right enough to capture two people.

Xing Tian grinned a "happy smirk" and quickly made a "2" gesture. The man behind him in the viewfinder was serious, with his head slightly tilted, his lips slightly pursed, and his facial features under the sun were handsome and handsome. All are fatal attractions.

Click.Time stands still at this second.

"Don't shoot me." Yan Zixiao whispered.

"Haha, it's already been taken." Xing Tian admired the first photo of him and the man without putting his eyes down.

"Delete!"

"No. Unless you don't get angry, we make up."

"I'm angry?" It's you, the wayward young master, who is angry.

"Well, what happened to Wang Xiaomei yesterday, you know, when I saw you holding her and kissing her, my heart felt like a deep gash was torn open by you, it was bloody, it hurt so much .”

"You don't know that feeling, right? The pain made me lose my mind. I wanted to slap that woman on the spot, but I held back because I was afraid that you would bore me even more and alienate me..."

Xing Tian did not lie in these words, his discomfort and sorrow came from his true feelings.He had already promised Yan Zixiao that he would compete fairly, but he was severely abused in the first pk.

"Xing Tian, ​​are you still drunk?" Yan Zixiao brought Xing Tian back to reality with one sentence.

"Maybe." Xing Tian was depressed, and laughed at himself, with a strong nasal sound.

Yan Zixiao turned her head and found a few drops of transparent water dripping from the corners of Xing Tian's eyes—God, this arrogant and arrogant playboy actually cried?

Did he make him cry?

Yan Zixiao tried to draw a clear line again, but it didn't work for a while, and his mood was made uncomfortable by Xing Tian's tears.He was afraid of irritating the silly young master with delicate nerves, so he didn't dare to mention the photo again.

After arriving home, Xing Tian went back to his yurt, and Lu Jinrong asked Xing Tian why his face was not right?Xing Tian drooped his head and said that he wanted to go back to S City.

The dinner crew started cooking by themselves, and Yan Zixiao had made an appointment with Wang Xiaomei to cook together.As a result, Wang Xiaomei said that she had something to do temporarily and she was going to the county seat.

Yan Zixiao asked nervously, "What's wrong?"

The woman was relieved: "Alan said that she has a stomach discomfort, and I will accompany her to the hospital to see a doctor."

"I'll go with you."

"No need, there are several girls in our group to accompany him. It's inconvenient for Brother Yan to follow, and I don't want them to make fun of Brother Yan, so you don't want to go."

"Be careful on the road." Yan Zixiao reminded.

Yan Zixiao made a hot meal of handmade noodles, and asked Cheng Xun and other martial artists to eat it together. The big men hadn't eaten food from the mainland for a long time, and a simple meal of tomato and egg noodles made them almost cry.

After Cheng Xun finished his noodles, he played with his mobile phone and said loudly, "Zi Xiao, did you go out with Xing Tian today?"

"Hmm." Realizing that something was wrong, Yan Zixiao asked, "How did Director Chen know?"

"Young Master Xing posted a selfie in the circle of friends, and it seems that he accidentally took a picture of you." Yan Zixiao doesn't know what the circle of friends is, but it should be similar in nature to Weibo, and it is the favorite application software of a certain narcissist .

"Director Chen, let me check my phone."

Cheng Xun gave the phone to Yan Zixiao, and Yan Zixiao saw a big photo of Xing Tian's grey-headed and sad face, holding a capitalized stupid 2 in his hand, and he only occupied a small corner, but it was clearly printed on the photo, Because of the composition, people can find his presence at the first glance of this photo.

Photos without text.There are a few avatars below with likes and comments, and the tone of the comments seems to be familiar with Xing Tian for a long time, asking Xing Tian "what's the matter?", "When will you come back?" Chen Xun explained: "This is WeChat Moments, an interactive software for acquaintances, and only a few people in the production team are friends with him."

Yanzi let out a sigh of relief.

"What did you do during the day?"

"Purchasing fruits and vegetables."

"Oh, it's no wonder I didn't see Young Master Xing today. You two have a pretty good relationship."

"generally."

"I think it's fine. Aren't you harmonious in this photo?"

That's an illusion, Yanzi Xiaoxin said.

Chen Xun thought that Xing Tian and Yan Zixiao were good friends, so he didn't pay attention to the photo.After dinner, Yan Zixiao washed the tableware and walked to Xing Tian's exclusive yurt.