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MTL - My Captain-Chapter 41
Yan An's knees were sore when she landed, and she subconsciously pulled up the skirt.
Yan An's skin was white, and the bruises on her knees were particularly frightening, even she was startled.
Shan Yi: "The person who robbed you of the bag did it?"
Yan An put down her skirt: "It fell while robbing, and this foot knelt down."
Shan Yi: "It hurts?"
Yan An waved his hand: "It doesn't hurt, it was fine just now, why do you feel sore when you leave now?"
After Yan An finished speaking, she took two more steps, one crooked and one crooked, like a Donald Duck, she said, "It's okay." After speaking, she walked out of the police station crookedly .
When the person was about to step down the stairs, Shan Yi called to stop her. Before Yan Anren looked back, Shan Yi squatted in front of her and the person said, "Come up."
Yan An blinked: "Are you going to carry me?"
Shan Yi: "It's not that I haven't recited it."
Yan An frowned: "Shan Yi, have you hit an evil?"
Shan Yi hummed, "Bumped."
Yan An:? ? ?
It's not too far from the police station to the subway station. The normal pace is 20 minutes.
Yan An was lying on Shan Yi's back, her feet were swaying, and her hands were on Shan Yi's shoulders. People on the side of the road looked at her curiously, and she was also curious Set your eyes on the roadside storefront and the people inside.
Country Derby.
Yan An rested her chin on Shan Yi's shoulder and said casually, "Do you like watching football?"
Shan Yi silently twitched the corners of his lips and smiled resignedly. Just an hour ago, he called her on the way to the stadium and called her over.
Seeing that Shan Yi didn't speak, Yan An looked at him subconsciously.
From this angle, Shan Yi's strong chin line and straight nose bridge are in front of you, and it looks outrageous.
There are thousands of handsome guys in the world, but this one is a little more handsome than that one.
Yan An's eyes were piercing and not shy, Shan Yi looked forward and suddenly said, "Do you like to see me?"
Yan An was not embarrassed to be caught, but nodded truthfully: "You are handsome, who doesn't like to look at handsome guys? But don't worry, look at it, I won't move."
Shan Yi said after a brief silence, "You went on a blind date before, but didn't you meet a handsome guy?"
Yan An nodded: "The people who went to participate that day were all handsome and beautiful."
There was another silence.
After a while, Shan Yi asked her, "Didn't you say you like me?"
Yan An: "Oh it's fine, I don't like it now, don't be under pressure."
Yan An patted the other person on the shoulder comfortingly.
Shan Yi was silent again and again.
Yan An won't be in the cold for a long time with anyone, she can pick up any topic, and then she will continue to tremble: "I tell you, sometimes it's just so coincidental , There was a man on the blind date, his name was Sam, he was interesting, a little like you, but not exactly like you, he was not as cold and approachable as you."
Shan Yi stopped at this moment and asked Yan An: "Do you like that Sam?"
Yan An tapped her finger in distress: "It's alright, others should be good, it's interesting, make friends first."
Shan Yi said at this moment: "Yan An."
The two were parked in front of one of the small bars at this time. The sparrow-sized space was full of excitement and cheers. The TV in the bar was playing the live broadcast of Derby. An Zao was hooked by this atmosphere, and the addiction became bigger and bigger. As soon as Shan Yi's words fell, Yan An quickly patted him: "Hey Shan Yi, do we want to watch the game here?"
Shan Yi: "…"
Seeing that Shan Yi didn't speak, Yan An said, "Come on? I haven't watched the ball game yet, and it looks pretty good. By the way, would you like a drink? Two glasses will do."
Yan An thought about it for a while, she seemed to have used this trick before, and immediately added: "It really depends on the ball, if you don't make up your mind, don't be afraid."
Shan Yi swallowed the words in his mouth.
This bar has left the bustling area. In a place the size of a sparrow, Yan An and Shan Yi occupied half of the small round table. The two shouted two bottles of dark beer. As soon as the beer was served, Yan An immediately After taking a sip, a pair of eyes glued to the LCD TV screen like everyone present, and people followed the people to the left and right and kept shouting wow.
This kind of simple bar is very common in the streets of Barcelona. It is a boxy venue, no chairs, only a few small round tables. The wine list is simple, only potato chips and beer. Either standing or leaning. On weekdays, old friends gather, smoke and drink. Game days are the most lively. There are people standing inside and outside the store, everyone has a bottle of beer, everyone is in high spirits, and they are kicking around. Ball cheers or crap.
Louder than anyone else, and more exaggerated than anyone else when he loses the ball.
Men are more or less obsessed with sports, but Shan Yi is a little different. He likes watching the scene, but he prefers quietness, which is a contradiction in itself.
But he just encountered such a noisy person, doing something completely opposite to his liking.
Yan An looked at the TV, it was quiet for a moment, but he felt comfortable.
Shan Yi took a sip from the beer bottle, full of sour and sweet taste.
At this time, one of the teams scored a goal, Yan An instantly cheered, and he was so excited that his face was flushed.
Ten minutes later, the other team quickly tied, she screamed again with excitement, and even slapped Shan Yi's arm, and kept saying it was wonderful.
This kind of sloppy behavior caused the people watching the ball in the bar to glance at her.
It was just a moment, the goal just now was ruled invalid, Yan An cheered for a while, shook Shan Yi's arm and asked: "Why is the goal just not counted?"
Shan Yi: "Offside."
Yan An asked: "What is offside?"
Shan Yi drew her on the wooden table with his wet fingers: "Understand?"
Yan An seems to understand.
Not long after, Yan An asked Shan Yi's arm again, why didn't he punish him for pulling others like this? After a while, I asked again, why did this team replace the person who just scored?
Shan Yi allowed Yan An to hold his hand and let her keep asking questions. Sometimes he would answer, sometimes silent, because the person next door was not thinking about the problem at all , this person is just immersed in the game and lost.
Shan Yi took a beer and took a sip. At this moment, the team that had just been ruled offside and cancelled the goal was tied again. Suddenly there was a commotion.
Shan Yi glanced at Yan An, whose palms were about to smash, and there was light in his eyes.
Foreigners are very social, and the person at the other end of the table smiled and greeted her, "Little girl, which team do you support?"
Yan An raised two thumbs: "Women are all fascinated, I can't choose."
The two big men on the other side laughed instantly, looked at Shan Yi next to Yan An, and gave him a thumbs up with a smile: "Your girl is interesting."
Yan An waved her hand and clarified for Shan Yi, the flower of the high mountain, "I am her subordinate, and we belong to a department."
The man laughed, joking unconcernedly: "Your boss is OK, you can consider it."
Yan An still waved his hand: "I don't think about it, he said he was not interested in me."
The man looked at Shan Yi with an exaggerated expression of "ohno": "Heyman, you have bad eyesight."
Shan Yi took over: "Yes, I regret it."
Yan An burst into laughter, she patted Shan Yi on the shoulder: "Don't give me face, right? Don't worry, I don't care about you anymore, it's good to be friends, I am a righteous person, Making friends is also a matter of heart.”
Yan An is mostly a sloppy person, but he speaks and does what he says.
Shan Yi saw the truth from Yan An's eyes, she didn't lie, she was really boring to him.
Shan Yi took a sip of wine and suppressed his impulses.
It's tough.
The bar was lively, Yan An was jumping beside him, cheering loudly, but Shan Yi remembered that night Yan Anxu's face was white, and his breath was tinged with shallow alcohol. He said he liked him and asked him if he could fall in love with her.
At that time, he pushed Yan An away, and he still remembers how hard he used, Yan An fell to the ground with a stunned expression.
The next day, Wu Neng on the Internet told him that she had hit the south wall and it hurt a little.
Shan Yi folded his fingers.
Everyone in the bar was full of different excitement, only Shan Yi lowered his face, wanting to fight with himself that night.
The game is over, and the streets are still lively at night after ten o'clock.
Yan An's legs got better after a while, a little soft, no pain or itching, small problems, she didn't have to carry her back, she was able to support herself.
The two of them continued to walk back slowly on the remaining part of the road.
The two passed a mobile phone store that was about to close, Yan An immediately rushed in, asked Shan Yi to borrow money, and bought the lost mobile phone back.
The mobile phone card has to be re-applied in China, but I immediately borrowed Shan Yi's wifi and went back to the necessary software one by one.
It was a bit troublesome to log in to WeChat after changing the device, but I got on board with Shan Yi as the middleman authentication.
Yan An told several groups that her mobile phone was robbed, and there should be no fraudulent calls or text messages, but she still squeaked.
Sam was not in any of the groups, but the other party sent her a photo at this time.
Sam: I forgot to post the photo, just remembered.
It's a bowl of tomato, egg and beef noodles, and it looks a little unsatisfactory.
Yan An smiled with disgust, tapped her finger on the newly bought mobile phone, and replied to the other party.
Yan An lowered her head to type and forgot to look at the road, Shan Yi pulled her in front of a stone pier, and said thank you without raising her head.
Shan Yi lowered his head and saw the screen where Yan An buried his head. The nickname at the top of the interface was Sam.
The fire inside the body can burn a person completely.
The two returned to the hotel, and their rooms were adjacent to each other. Yan An waved his hand, hummed a song, and entered the door.
Shan Yi stood there for a while after entering the door, and then he walked to the bed unprepared, and did three sets of push-ups in such an open space, which was not strong enough, and added two more sets .
The phone rang for a round and stopped, but Shan Yi didn't take care of it. After a while, the message prompt sounded, Shan Yi propped up from the ground, sweating all over, but his face was still cold.
Shan Yi picked up the phone, and Shan Xin was sending him a message: Your nephew will not be able to eat now, I beg you to be merciful and quickly get on the phone with him.
Shan Yi let out a breath of heat before calling back.
?"
Shan Yi was concise, and threw the words out: "Give him the phone."
Single core: "...Brother, are you in a bad mood? The child is still young, so don't be too cruel."
Shan Yi: "I'll hang up again."
There was a shout from the other end of the phone: "I tell you, your uncle is in a bad mood today, and his voice is very hot. You should be more conspicuous. Hey, why are you running into the room and talking on the phone again?"
"Uncle!" The nephew put the phone to his ear and called him excitedly.
Shan Yi's voice softened and said, "Your mother said that you are not good, what's the matter?"
Nephew: "It's not bad, I just can't wait to share my happiness with you, uncle."
Shan Yi quickly thought of the summary and said, "Have you made up with your little girl?"
The nephew hummed hard: "She said today that she forgave me, we will still be good friends in the future, and said that I am her best and best friend."
Shan Yi followed his little nephew's words, "Oh?" The little boy's voice was full of innocence and contentment: "Uncle, I'm so happy, I have to call you uncle specially. "Thank you, uncle."
Shan Yi: "Uncle Xie?"
Nephew: "Uncle taught me to coax people last time, but Xiao Zhi forgives me."
Shan Yi honestly forgot this paragraph: "Tell me, how did you coax it?"
The nephew said to him: "Uncle taught me last time, I will do what Xiaozhi likes. Xiaozhi likes people who are serious in class. I raise my hand when the teacher asks me, and Xiaozhi likes to be diligent. She is the first person to run over after lunch to help her clear the plate, and Xiao Zhi likes generous people, so I will give her all the delicious food."
The nephew thought for a while, and said, "Oh, I remember, my uncle said it's to do what you like."
The nephew was so excited that he thought he was very cool, but Shan Yi on the other end of the phone raised his eyebrows, and the person became quiet.
The two didn't chat for a long time, Shanxin went in and took the phone away and ordered his son to go to the table to eat immediately.
Maybe this time the quilt core heard a few words, and after taking back the phone, he said to Shan Yi on the other end: "You even taught my son to pick up girls? Good, I have been single for 30 years, Dare to teach nonsense, don't make my good eldest like yours."
Single core: "Last time, I heard from Sister Pei Yin that you have a lively and lovely little beauty who is interested in you. Sister Pei Yin said that the girl is well, why? Did you not like it?"
Single core: "Brother, listen to my sister's advice, don't choose if you are old, there are many choices for young girls, you just look like a drag, how much is too much? You are getting old now."
Shan Yi hung up the phone.
TV, there was a comedy on the TV, and the room was full of funny laughter.
The laughter spread beyond a wall, not loud, but extra disturbing.
People who have served in the military have excellent emotional control. Shan Yi has almost no moments of restlessness, except today, for example, this moment.
The little nephew's milky voice "do what you like" appeared.
Shan Yi doesn't know what other women like, but Shan Yi knows what Yan An likes.
Yan An likes handsome men, likes to see people naked, and likes to have a crooked mind.
How to choose what I like?
Shan Yi raised his eyebrows, and after a while, took off his clothes with his backhand.