Fangzhong of the day

The night breeze is blowing, carrying the salty smell of sea water and the heat of summer in the air.

Under the night sky, the sea water is as black as ink. Occasionally, a gust of wind blows by, and the ink-colored sea level is blown with sparkling waves, jumping up and down, and finally returning to calm.On the reef in the distance, several couples were hugging each other or sitting side by side.These people should have climbed up by wading in the knee-high sea, in order to find a place to talk about love without being disturbed, and take a look at the sea in the middle of the night.

There are some lights on the shore, but they are not overhead lights, and the range of light illumination is really limited.

The two of them walked slowly on the wet and soft beach where the sea water overflowed, let the tide rise and fall, wet the sand under their feet, and let the shoes and socks soak through the uppers of their shoes wantonly.

The sea water is still warm, mixed with fine sand rolling ashore to stir up fine white foam, which is the only color in the ink-like sea water.

There are no stars, and no moonlight!The shadows of people on the beach are like sand and stones on the shore, and the dark and dark deep sea seems to be roaring, ready to engulf people who are walking comfortably at any time.

There was a distance of half a meter between the two of them. Fu Jianxi was staring at the sea in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking. Fang Mata turned his head to look at his blurred side face in the dark, trying to distinguish his expression.

Such a scene, if he guessed correctly, Fu Jianxi would not like it, and would be very uncomfortable.

People who can't be grasped, things that are uncertain, things that represent danger, this person will not touch them!

This is what he has learned from repeated explorations and various understandings during this period of time!

Fu Jianxi's low sense of security is worse than his good dependence, Fang Yu knows it, but Fu Jianxi probably doesn't know it, or subconsciously refuses to admit it and doesn't want to face it!

This big boy with too good looks and body has put himself in a bulletproof glass cover, he shields everything he is afraid of, what he doesn't want, what will happen, everything possible.

Outside the glass cover, keep a safe distance, no matter how you show your favor, he just treats it as a show.

If, if anyone wants to try to smash this strong protective layer, he will have to pay with blood.

For example, he was repeatedly beaten, repeatedly warned, until he was alienated, even other people, the result was the same.

This is how insecure and fragile a person is, to put up such a strong and domineering protective layer for himself.

If you want to come in, smash it first!

If you want to smash it, you will be covered in bruises!

The bruises all over the body are small, and the protected person loses the strong and domineering will support. Who knows what direction the result will develop.

Silence seems to be the best way to get along at this time, and no one speaks in a tacit understanding.

The two came back from the beach. In the hall, they met Li Rongtian carrying Fang Yu's bag.

Li Rongtian got up from the sofa and walked towards the two people who had just entered from the outside, and said with a smile: "Mr. Fang, your bag. I rented a car for you. Here are the keys." First handed over the bag, and then a bunch of keys.

Fu Jianxi walked to the sofa where Li Rongtian was sitting just now and sat down, took out his mobile phone to send a message to Dajian, Li Rongtian had already come out, Dajian and the others should have dispersed as well.

Fu Jianxi: Where is it?

Dajian: Our house is playing cards and bragging. Let's make a noise and come back after eleven o'clock.

Fu Jianxi: Get the hell out of Brother Qi, I'm going to sleep.

Big slut: Master, that buddy in Brother Qi’s house brought a female model back, and it’s very crooked. We transferred from there, and Xiao Le’s is also the same. You can stay with the uncle for a while, oh ~There is a coffee shop in the west hall of the hotel, go there, I will call you later.

Fu Jianxi looked up at Fang Yu and Li Rongtian who were talking, got up and walked to the West Hall cafe.While walking, I sent a message to Fang Yu: I'm going back!

The coffee shop occupies a corner near the sea in the west hall of the hotel. It has a large area, and the design of each location is very private. There are many books and green plants, and it is your own world to nest in.

Simple Chinese style, Fu Jianxi likes this place so much!

Arhat is covered with cotton white soft cushions, and the pillows and half-person-high round pillows are all white. The small square table is casually placed on the couch. Opposite the Arhat couch is a small bookshelf, which is two meters high by visual inspection. The bookshelf is full of books and decorations.The bookshelf and the semi-hollow screen behind the Arhat couch separated the small space well. Fu Jianxi sat down cross-legged and picked out a book to read. He had read this book once, and it felt like a Never seen the same.

A pot of hydroponic flowers is placed on the square table, and several tropical fish shuttle among the intertwined roots of the flowers.

This moment is the most comfortable and comfortable moment for Fu Jianxi in the past two days!

There was a box of postcards at the foot of the table. Fu Jianxi put the book in her hand on the table, leaned forward, and picked up the box of postcards.

Postcards from Hayao Miyazaki's animation series, with a warm reminder on the box: Please fill out the postcards and submit them to the front desk!

All the postcards were poured on the cotton-white cushion, and each one was a classic picture of a cartoon.Slender and clean fingers slid across the clear picture, picked out a few pictures and held them in a fan shape for a closer look.

Fang Yu asked about the arrangement of the group for the next two days. He probably knew that there was a show to go on the last day, but he didn't know the specific arrangement for tomorrow. He just wanted to pay Jianxi and Dajian tomorrow if he wanted a car. When I have free time, I take the two boys out to play.

In the end, within 3 minutes, when I turned my head again, Fu Jianxi disappeared.

He knew that the phone rang during the chat, so he quickly took it out and took a look, 'Go back! ' Just such a sentence, Fang Yu was a little unhappy, this child is too bad!

Li Rongtian saw Fang Yu's face darken, and wanted to run away!

"Take a break, I won't go to the rehearsal tomorrow, call me when it's over!"

Li Rongtian replied "Okay!"

Fang Mata walked towards the elevator hall, staring ahead, ignoring the gazes of everyone around him, with an air of not allowing strangers to enter.Hearing someone yell "Boss Fang!" He just responded with a "huh".

Xiao Le lost in the card game and was fined to treat guests to buy supper. This group of people didn’t eat the hotel’s meals, saying that they were tasteless and not exciting enough. Xiao Le simply took a taxi and went out to buy night snacks such as Ma Xiao and a bunch of spicy seafood. .Who wants to come back and meet Fang Yu, this aura is too scary, Xiao Le really wants to take the stairs, but he is already standing in the elevator hall, turning around and walking away is too stupid!

I can only bite the bullet and wait with Fang Mata!

Xiao Le changed the things in his two hands to carry them in one hand, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and quickly pressed the answer button: "Brother He Jian, I'm downstairs and I'll go up immediately."

Standing on the sidelines, Fang Yu could hear Dajian shouting on the phone: "Hurry up and starve to death, if you don't come, just call an ambulance!"

Xiao Le hung up the phone with a smirk, and looked embarrassedly at Fang Mata, who was standing beside her with a stern expression.

Fang Mata looked ahead and asked in a cold tone, "Supper?"

Xiao Le was obviously taken aback, and after a while, he quickly replied: "Yes, Ye Xiao, I lost the card game to treat you, Mr. Fang, shall we come together?"

"Playing cards? Are you all here?" Fang Yan didn't quite believe that Fu Jianxi would play cards with a group of people in a mess, so he asked out of curiosity.

"No, just a few people..." Xiao Le counted all the people present.

Fang Yu took out his mobile phone while Xiao Le was counting, and sent a message to Da Jian: The rehearsal is over tomorrow, and I will take you two out to play.

Dajian replied almost instantly: You are my uncle, long live my uncle, long live, long live, long live! 【bow down】

Fang Mata: What about people?

Dajian: Damn, sir, you can’t pretend for a while longer [rolling eyes]

Fang Yu curled the corner of his mouth, and Xiao Le who was on the side accidentally took aim and was shot dead!Fang Yu's handsome appearance is not inferior to their group of models at all. They know that this person is not simple, his aura is scary, and his face is even colder.So except for Yun Ge, no one ever took the initiative to strike up a conversation. Later, two nephews, Fu Jianxi and Da Jian, popped out from the cracks in the rocks, and he never saw Fang Yu smile at them in front of them.

This smile directly blinded his eyes!So handsome, so warm and so alluring!It's unscientific!

Dajian: West Hall Café, one account, a total of 6 times, hee hee!

Fang Mata: Good!

The elevator "ding" and the doors opened to both sides. Xiao Le turned his head and raised his hand to make a gesture of please. Before he could say anything, he saw Fang Yu turned and walked to the west side of the hall.

Fu Jianxi took a pen and drew a Q version villain on the back of the postcard, on the blank space on the right. The Q version villain has shawls and long hair, messy hair, round eyes with watery eyes, and a small cherry mouth that seems to be yelling something irritable. He is wearing a long nightdress with lace on the cuffs and skirt.After the painting was finished, Fu Jianxi took it a little farther away to appreciate it, and finally wrote a few words on the side of the villain: My Lady, Wan An!

Write down the address of Lin Buyu's school dormitory, and then put it aside to dry.

The second picture depicts an old man. The Q version of the old man has curly hair, smiling eyebrows and eyes squeezed together, and his wrinkles are undisguised. He is wearing an apron and holding a basin of vegetables to be washed in both hands. There are also a few words written on the side of the Q version of the villain: Grandma wants to eat noodles with mushrooms and meat sauce!

The address is the address of Lin Buyu's grandma's house, which is actually next door to his house.The recipient wrote to grandma.

On the back of the third postcard, there is a picture of a boy who is full of ruffian but can't hide his handsomeness. He wears a baggy T-shirt, ripped jeans, tilts his head, opens and closes his eyes, mischievous and cute.Written on the side at the end: I don’t want to wash my clothes if I wear them again.

The address is Dajian's school dormitory.

Three postcards were lined up at one end and placed at one end of the square table. Under the dim light, the handwriting on the postcards was still wet, giving off a dull light.

Fu Jianxi stared at the three postcards for a long time, and finally found a piece of "Howl's Moving Castle" among the messy postcards on the cotton white cushion. In the picture, a strange house that can move stands at the foot of a strange rocky mountain. The green grass at the foot of the mountain is covered with snow on the high mountain behind the strange house, and the mountainside is shrouded in mist. The strange house is incompatible with the scenery at the foot and behind it.

With the back facing up, Fu Jianxi just thought for a moment before starting to draw.

The dark and dark sea like ink is formed from the tip of the pen, and the little white space seems to be the sparkling light that will jump and sink. The black is thinner by several layers, rendering it as a dark gray beach in the night, and a few strokes outline the parallel The two silhouettes have no vivid facial expressions, nor profound clothing depictions, but only two silhouettes of human figures generated by a few strokes.

What is fuzzy is the picture, what is clear is the thought!

He didn't know if there would be a second person who would understand this scene.

In less than a minute, when it was finished, Fu Jianxi changed to a writing posture with the pen held obliquely in her hand, and the tip of the pen touched the blank space, but she didn't know what to write.

This one was sent to himself. This night was not memorable for him, but it was hard to wipe it off from his consciousness, and he couldn't even handle it with care!

The final pen to paper: where to wake up tonight?Ink Sea Stars!

The tip of the pen turned to address, just wrote the name of the city, and the postcard was mercilessly taken away with a "whoosh!"

"Huh?" Fu Jianxi called out in displeasure.Just as he turned his head and looked behind him, the pen in his hand was also taken away at this moment!Seeing the person coming, he frowned, stared, bit his lower lip, as if he wanted to bite this person to death!

"I can't stand it anymore. It seems that if I don't do it myself, this pile of postcards doesn't belong to me." Fang Yu pointed to the postcards scattered everywhere on Fu Jianxi's lapped legs and cushions. , snorted a little aggrieved, and naturally sat down cross-legged opposite Fu Jianxi, took a pen and wrote his address on the back of the postcard, then pressed the postcard and pushed it in front of Fu Jianxi, swapped the front and back, and pressed his hand Without letting go, he handed the pen back to Fu Jian with the other hand.Lifting his chin, motioned him to hurry up.

Fu Jianxi frowned inexplicably and asked: "Why?" I wrote all the shameless addresses by myself, so what are you doing?

"Name." Fang Mata said with a natural look on his face.

"Ha~!...Ah?" Fu Jianxi laughed back angrily, and asked back, he didn't believe that this person could be so calm and shameless to this extent.

"Write my name." Fang Yan met his oppressive eyes, but said it again calmly.

"What about your face, sir, you are really pervasive!" Fu Jianxi took a sip of the coffee in hand, "Dang!" The sound of the bottom of the cup touching the table was very loud.

Fang Mata staggered his gaze and glanced at the cup of coffee, only to return his eyes to his face for a moment.His eyes were soft, and his tone sounded coaxing, "Don't send postcards to yourself,... I will send postcards to you wherever I go in the future. Send this to me, okay?"

Fu Jianxi's cat here actually wants to completely separate from this person in terms of sight, hearing, and smell.Just clean up all the 'unreasonable' things tonight.

Just now I heard Fang Mata's almost murmured words, and those charming pictures accompanied by throbbing voices began to play in a loop in my brain again.

He stared at the person in front of him, but what he saw in his eyes was not the person at the moment, this is really a fucking dog!

Fu Jianxi started to panic, in order to cover up, he picked up the cup and took a big gulp.Put down the cup, grabbed the pen in Fang Yu's hand, and wrote the word "Fang Yu" after the name. The amazing thing is that I was so nervous that I almost forgot the word with the pen, and even forgot how to write the word "Fang". .

With a clang, the pen was left on the table.

Fang Yan pursed his lips and smiled so that the corners of his mouth became wider and wider. He looked at his name written by Fu Jianxi, and then looked up at Fu Jianxi, who stared at him unhappily, as if this person could lift the table in the next second. He has a meal.

Fang Yu looked at his face, then at the words, and then at the two figures in the painting, it was the two of them!

In the end, his eyes fell on Fu Jianxi's face, his smile was getting tired, and his tone was even more pleasant. "nice!"

The characters are beautiful, and the people are even better!

Fang Mata didn't dare to say it directly, and almost suffered internal injuries, so he could only exaggerate veiledly.

But his eyes are too straightforward and naked, if Fu Jianxi doesn't even understand this, then he is too blind!Facing the increasingly obvious throbbing in his heart, he finally just said: "Enough of you!" After saying that, he turned his head and stopped looking at the person in front of him.

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