you are deep in the stars

After finishing a new project at hand, Bai Xi was finally able to take a ten-day vacation and find a place to relax.Originally planning to go to Europe for vacation, Liu Chunchun suggested that we can go out to sea together.

"A sailing cruise ship?" Wang Yuanchen asked casually with his long legs resting on the coffee table.

"It's my own boat." Liu Chunchun explained, "A few months ago, my dad and the others contracted a sea area to raise seafood. The scenery on the island is very good, and it is also very quiet."

Mr. Wang immediately made up a desolate and uninhabited reef island with lightning and thunder.But since the others seemed to be very interested, he didn't raise any objections. In fact, as long as he can be with Liu Chunchun, it doesn't matter where he goes.

Even the accommodation is ready-made on the small island, and it is planned to develop Fisherman's Fun in the future. The group happened to be the first batch of experience guests this time.The Liu family's parents are very hospitable and have been asking Liu Chunchun to call more friends. It happened that Ling Xiaodao and Zhao Xiaojuan were both on vacation, and when the domineering female president heard the news, she generously packed her son and gave it to Bai Xi, and repeatedly told him to take good care of him. Don't let it out, so as not to affect the two-person world of yourself and your husband.

Mark Lee, who was abandoned, felt very hurt, and Han Zhuo was undoubtedly more hurt than him.After two months of crazy overtime with his little Ultraman, Mr. Han originally thought that the trip would be relaxing and romantic, but he never expected that his soul friend fell from the sky and ruthlessly occupied half of the double seats on the bus .

Bai Xi sat next to Ling Xiaodao, watching the scenery passing by outside the car, while concentrating on cracking spiced melon seeds.Liu Chunchun in the front row turned his head and asked in a low voice, "What are Director Ma and Brother Han talking about, so happy?"

"I guess it's sci-fi movies and aliens." Bai Xi replied, "He seems to be making a new movie next year."

"Their relationship is really good." Liu Chunchun sighed.

Sitting beside him, Wang Yuanchen's expression froze. He didn't know where he came to this conclusion. In fact, he had been waiting all the way, waiting to see when Han Zhuo would be unbearable and throw the noisy director out of the car. .

"Doctor Robot, is it humanoid or just a metal skeleton?" Mark Li was holding a small notebook densely filled with words.

Han Zhuo took a deep breath, and No. 13 turned his head.

Bai Xi's eyes were burning, he just signed a contract with Zhuang Yan a few days ago, the price was sky-high.

Mr. Han had no choice but to ask the director calmly: "What do you think the audience wants doctors to be like?"

Mark Lee slapped his thigh: "Of course it's a metal skeleton." It's so cool.

Han Zhuo nodded: "Okay, then it is a metal man."

Mark Lee burst into tears: "I guess it is!"

Mr. Han had a splitting headache.

The driver pressed the play button and sent everyone to the pier in the dynamic DISCO.When Wang Yuanchen got off the ferry, he realized that the small island was not as dilapidated and desolate as he thought. Instead, it was like a small inland village, with many local fishermen living on it, and it was very lively.

"Brother Bai, this is your room." Liu Chunchun handed him the key, "If you still need something, there is a small supermarket when you go out."

This farm is not small, with a U-shaped courtyard and two floors full of brand new guest rooms.Opening the window is the sea. Although it is not as blue and blue as the small islands in the south, the coconut forest, but a large blue-gray sea spreads endlessly, and it looks deep and magnificent—at least stronger than the reinforced concrete roads in the city.

Bai Xi lay on the soft quilt, so comfortable that she didn't want to move.

"Aren't you going to comfort me?" Han Zhuo hugged him from behind.

"What is there to comfort you?" Bai Xi muttered.

"Of course it's worth comforting. I've chatted with your soulmate for several hours about interstellar life and death." Han Zhuo said, "At least one must be kissed."

Bai Xi mumbled "Oh", and quickly fell asleep in the next second.

Han Zhuo: "..."

In the next room, Liu Chunchun was packing his luggage. He liked every corner to be clean and tidy, so Mr. Wang had to be patient and accompany him. After hanging up his coat and folding his pants, even the socks had to be sorted by color.

"Oh!" Liu Chunchun was taken aback, "What are you doing?"

Wang Yuanchen stared at him for a while, then said angrily, "What do you think I'm doing?"

"Dinner hasn't been eaten yet." Liu Chunchun broke away from him, "Don't make trouble, let's go, let's go shopping in the market."

Wang Yuanchen's gaze was dim.

"Okay, you rest at home, I'll go shopping alone." Liu Chunchun compromised, took out a can of sweet milk from his pocket and handed it to him, "Here, your drink."

Wang Yuanchen: "..."

Wang Yuanchen asked: "Is shopping in the market fun?"

Of course it was fun. Three minutes later, Liu Chunchun was in high spirits, and went out with his Mr. Wang.

The tourism industry in the small fishing village will not be developed until next year, so at present, they are all locals. The sudden appearance of two unfamiliar faces will of course attract everyone's attention, not to mention that Mr. Wang is tall and handsome, and even the little guy on the back of his head looks like a They are all charming and uninhibited, as if they just stepped out of the TV.

Liu Chunchun squatted on the ground and concentrated on picking crabs, while Wang Yuanchen had nothing to do, so he wandered around the market. When he came back, he carried two big bags in his hand, which were filled with various ingredients in a mess.

"Why do you buy so many things?" Liu Chunchun was surprised.

"I didn't buy it." Wang Yuanchen gnawed on the apple and replied, "It was all given by others. I thank you." Very polite.

Liu Chunchun: "..."

The aunts selling vegetables were all smiles, and expressed a warm welcome to Mr. Wang, who had just arrived and had never been to the market at first glance.

In the fisherman's courtyard, Han Zhuo was researching various seasonings in the kitchen, Zhao Xiaojuan knocked on the door: "Can you help me?"

"Thank you." Han Zhuo stepped aside from the pool, "Where's the knife?"

"Director Ma was looking for you again just now, and Xiaodao quickly took him out for a stroll." Zhao Xiaojuan said with a smile, "I guess I won't be back until dinner time."

The golden-red sunset sinks into the sea level, leaving a large area of ​​gorgeous glow after the fire.The director of literature and art, full of enthusiasm and poetry, stood on the reef with a dignified face, letting the sea breeze mess up his windbreaker and long hair.

Ling Xiaodao sat on the beach, staring at the distance in a daze.

"Still thinking about your girl?" Mark Lee sat beside him.

"I want to know her recent situation." Ling Xiaodao was sullen, "It's been a long time since there was any news." Although he knew that another planet had a highly developed medical system, he still couldn't help worrying, the first thing he did when he woke up every day The only thing is to ask my cousin if he has received any new radio waves. Of course, he is disappointed every time.

Mark Lee didn't say a word, carefully observing his expression.

Ling Xiaodao moved aside vigilantly: "Don't take me in your movie!" Broken love is already miserable enough, he doesn't want to share the tragedy with the people of the whole country at all.

"I haven't." Director Ma said seriously, "I'm going to chant a poem to comfort you, do you like Shelley or Tagore?"

Ling Xiaodao would rather die than live, and lay back straight.

……

When Bai Xi woke up, the sky outside the window had completely darkened. He stretched vigorously, but two or three small orange-yellow stars rolled out from under the quilt, and scattered on the floor into a piece of melted golden powder.

Han Zhuo appeared at the door with a smile: "Little slob, it's time for dinner."

Bai Xi stretched out her hand to him lazily.

There was a lot of noise in the yard. It was Liu Chunchun and Mr. Wang who were setting the table. Zhao Xiaojuan came out of the kitchen holding a soup pot. The smell of the food wafted around, and a group of people swallowed together.Ling Xiaodao's stomach growled, and he looked pitifully at the dimly lit small window on the second floor, thinking why it took so long, maybe Xiaobai would always stay in bed.

Bai Xi wrapped her arms around Han Zhuo's neck, kissing Han Zhuo tenderly, and the pillow was covered with beautiful little stars, like a fantasy dream in a fairy tale.So the kiss was extended for another 5 minutes. In short, when the two went downstairs, Ling Xiaodao was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, and he looked at Bai Xi as if he was looking at the savior.

"Dinner is ready!" Zhao Xiaojuan picked up the bowl and chopsticks.

"Wait a minute!" Mark Lee stopped loudly.

Ling Xiaodao was heartbroken, why wait.

Mark Lee took out an old-fashioned tape recorder out of nowhere, and the cassette tape spun a few times, and a melodious saxophone sounded, matched with the star lights hanging on the treetops, very similar to the classic romantic scene in a literary movie .

"Okay." Ma Keli clapped his hands in satisfaction, turned around and was about to make a romantic speech, but saw that the table was already in a mess, and Ling Xiaodao was fighting for the last crab with Liu Chunchun.

With tears streaming down his face, Mark Lee stretched out a hand straight ahead and roared emotionally, "Leave it to me!"

The two people at the table reluctantly took back their chopsticks.

It turns out that literary youths also need to eat crabs.

They thought he would only eat flowers gracefully.

"Where are we going tomorrow?" Bai Xi asked in a low voice.

"Free time." Han Zhuo handed him the soup bowl, "I've seen the map, if you want to go out to sea, we can rent a boat to go fishing for shrimp."

"What about you? Do you want to go together?" Bai Xi asked the others.

"No." Before Liu Chunchun answered, Wang Yuanchen refused, "We are very busy, we have to get up early to go to the vegetable market."

Bai Xi: "..."

But Mr. Wang doesn't intend to change his mind, this is a new fun he just discovered.

Ling Xiaodao and Zhao Xiaojuan also said that they want to move freely. After struggling for a long time, there is only one literary director, but he still chooses to be an inappropriate light bulb, saying that he can stand by the sea from sunrise to sunset, looking for inspiration alone and let the wind blow the windbreaker. Blown into a bulging white sail.

Ah, cruel.