This Valentine's Day thing has never felt much for Jiang Cheng. I finally felt it this year, but I couldn't take care of it anymore.

However, he did not pay much attention to the form when reviewing and memorizing questions. His eyes were full of review materials for various subjects. However, in his eyes, his boyfriend leaned against the edge of the bed and was playing with his mobile phone.

Valentine's Day is still a few minutes away.

It was snowing outside the window, and you could hear the sharp whistle made by the old north wind when it blew past the window, which sounded cold.

But the room was very quiet, with heating, late-night snacks, his low endorsement sound, the sound of the pen sweeping across the paper, and Gu Fei, who could make people feel at ease after a glance.

Compared with various gifts and forms, what he wants more is this kind of real situation.

Left shoulder college entrance examination, right shoulder love.

Oh yo yo.

Hello everyone, this is the first season of the live broadcast of Jiang Cheng. Recently, Jiang Cheng has devoted all his efforts to the warm-up stage of the college entrance examination competition. Judging from your experience, how is he in his current state?

This player has strong personal abilities and strong self-control. He is emotionally stable during the competition. For many players, this competition is only once in their life. If he can devote himself to it, I believe he will achieve very good results.

Do you think he has devoted himself to it now?

Obviously not yet, Yu Guangli has something else, hey, isn’t this the winner of the last live broadcast of the Steel Factory Brain Disability Competition?

The cell phone placed in the corner of the table rang. Jiang Cheng heard it, but it felt like he didn't hear it. Then the cell phone rang again.

The cell phone rang twice.

This is Jiang Cheng's only judgment on this movement in the review state. As for why the phone rang, whether it was a text message, WeChat or news push, what content would it be, and whether to take a look at all these subsequent thoughts, there is no such thing.

But after two sounds, Gu Fei tskated softly, but he immediately came back to his senses.

"Hmm?" He looked at Gu Fei.

"Who sent another one?" Gu Fei said.

"One more?" Jiang Cheng didn't understand what it meant, so he reached out and took the phone.

Two messages.

The first one is Pan Zhi’s.

Happy Valentine's Day! I am definitely the first one, automatically sending and scouting points accurately, killing everything that needs to be brewed with affection!

The second one was sent by Gu Fei.

Look at me.

Jiang Cheng was stunned for a moment and looked up at Gu Fei.

"I'm here whether there is Valentine's Day or not," said Gu Fei, "Happy Valentine's Day for my boyfriend."

"Happy Valentine's Day," Jiang Cheng laughed, "boyfriend."

"Who sent another one?" Gu Fei pointed to his phone, "Is it ahead of me?"

"Ah, yes," Jiang Cheng suddenly realized, and was so happy that he handed the phone in front of him, "Pan Zhi."

"Fuck me," Gu Fei smiled as soon as he saw it, grabbed his phone and replied to Pan Zhi, "Pan Zhi, are you too idle?"

"You have discovered this," Pan Zhi's voice came back quickly, "Happy Valentine's Day, good night! You two should go there quickly."

"He actually sent it regularly?" Gu Fei said several times in a row, "It's so cheap."

"I'm idle," Jiang Cheng laughed and pinched a piece of dried beef. The bag he bought in the supermarket had already found it after eating it for less than two days. Every time he pinched out a piece, he would chew it like a sissy bite, and he couldn't bear to bite it. "You don't know how many messy things this person has in his mobile phone. At most, he can't run and get back to factory settings. After three restoration, he can basically change his phone."

"Can you stuff it in one bite?" Gu Fei looked at him, "I still have a pack, so what?"

"There is another pack?" Jiang Cheng was stunned, "Didn't you buy one pack that day?"

"Two packs," Gu Fei sighed, "I thought you were so capable, and you would still lose your memory when you review."

Jiang Cheng chewed the beef in his hand: "Hey, it feels so good! You said it a long time ago! I ate it like eating melon seeds this night, and I had to eat about eighty bites together."

"I just realized that you were reluctant to eat," Gu Fei stood up, took the bag and looked at it, stuffed it into his hand, "Take it with me and go."

"Where are you going?" Jiang Cheng looked out the window, but couldn't see how big the snow was.

"Down on fireworks," Gu Fei walked to the window and looked, "It's a little snowy, are you going? I mainly think that if you put it during the day, there are people everywhere, and then at night, there will be more people."

"Go, go, go, go, go, go," Jiang Cheng stood up, stared at the book, and stretched after reading the last paragraph. "The important symbol of showing Chinese traditional culture is traditional architecture, also known as solidified art. The symbol of human beings entering the era of civilization is the invention of words. The difference is that Chinese characters are important symbols of Chinese civilization, and Chinese characters and historical books are witnesses of the long-standing Chinese culture."

Before they went out, they wrapped themselves tightly. In the middle of the night, they went out to set off fireworks under the old Beifeng and Xue. Perhaps they could not find the second pair in the steel mill.

Fortunately, Gu Fei has magic weapons.

Jiang Cheng felt very happy when he was wrapped in a snowy and snowy way into the cornmeal steamed buns: "Drive, my wife."

"Driving," Gu Fei closed the car door and started the car, "Sit down, my wife."

"Hurry up!" Jiang Cheng patted him on the back.

The little steamed buns were opened.

There was not a single hair on the street, and only snowflakes were flying in the light of the street lights. Jiang Cheng liked to see the snowflakes and could see the trajectory of the wind.

Wind is a very magical thing, with no shape, no color, no taste.

But you can see it, in the fallen leaves, in the snow, in the winding firecrackers on the ground, the smell of yellow dead grass, the cool white smell, and the smell of red smoke.

Although there were no one on the street, Gu Fei still drove the little steamed bun to the river. Last time they had a fight here, they never came again.

There is no water in the river, from the shore to the riverbed, it is white.

"If you come during the day, there will definitely be someone here," Gu Fei got out of the car. "The most romantic place in the steel mill is this river, which is forced to have water, grass and trees."

"We are forced to be romantic." Jiang Cheng pulled the scarf and followed Gu Fei to the riverside.

There are only dirt and stone roads along the riverside, and they are covered by snow. Every step you step on will feel like you can walk out to the bottom.

Gu Fei stretched out his hand behind and Jiang Cheng stopped: "Are you afraid that I can't stand steadily and just shovel the river for you?"

"No, after all, the school basketball team," Gu Fei looked back at him, "I just wanted to pull your hand, your hands are quite warm."

Before Gu Fei finished speaking, he didn't know what he stepped on and slipped under his feet.

Jiang Cheng subconsciously grabbed his hand, and then felt a powerful pulling force. He leaned back and wanted to fight this force, but failed.

There was no suitable focus point under his feet. He didn't even hold on for about half a second, and he was pulled to sit on the ground, and kicked down Gu Fei, who had already lost his balance.

Gu Fei fell on him, and then they rolled into a ball like a slide, rolling from the slope to the riverside.

"Fuck!" Jiang Cheng roared, feeling that from his back to his butt it seemed like someone had a stick.

"I'm pressing you?" Gu Fei seemed to be fine because he was cushioning.

"You can still hear me speak now?" Jiang Cheng held the ground, his butt not recovered yet, "This Valentine's Day is so unique, boyfriend."

Gu Fei pinched his leg, and the words behind him were cut off. At the same time, he felt the riverside, right next to them, and there was someone else in Yu Guangli.

Jiang Cheng turned his head suddenly and was stunned.

"Fuck." Gu Fei said in a voice, stood up, and reached in front of Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng grabbed his hand, took some energy and stood up, then turned around and looked at the person next to him who was about ten meters away from them.

The atmosphere is very strange at this time.

It is indeed strange to have someone at this time and place, but since they can think of going to this "most romantic" place in the whole steel mill at this time, naturally others will think of it.

It's no big deal if you meet it, and not everyone knows Gu Fei and him. Not everyone can think farther than the universe like the gods in the No. 4 Middle School Post Bar. Since he left the cabinet with Shen Yiqing that day, he was like unloading a bag of cement bags he had been carrying, and nothing mattered.

But this person is alone.

And he is a person who must know them, and is even quite familiar with them.

From the perspective of review, he does not want his acquaintances to know these things now, because he is afraid that he will be distraught and will be affected.

So it's time to silence Wang Xu.

Unexpectedly, it was not Zhou Jing who silenced first but Wang Xu.

"You" Gu Fei spoke first, "What are you doing here?"

"Celebrate Valentine's Day." Wang Xu replied.

Wang Xu's voice in the cold wind sounds particularly lonely and sad.

At this moment, Jiang Cheng temporarily put the silence aside, and was shocked by the spirit of self-defeating by Wang Xu, a single dog, who insisted on running by the river in the middle of Valentine's Day, blowing the cold wind in the middle of Valentine's Day.

What kind of psychopath is this?

"I'm living by myself?" Gu Fei was probably also shocked, "Are you waiting for someone?"

"I thought I would wait for someone," Wang Xu's tone was full of sadness, "I didn't expect that I just lived it myself."

Jiang Cheng didn't say anything. It was only then that he noticed that he was neatly arranged with fireworks on a small snowy ground at Wang Xu's feet.

This is reasonable.

Wang Xu carefully prepared a romantic confession scene, but the heroine Yi Jing did not come at all.

"Oh." Gu Fei's high emotional intelligence faced such a scene, he couldn't say anything for a while.

The scene immediately fell into silence again.
To be continued...