unspeakable ice

Not long after it was sent, the phone rang. Xia Cong picked it up and found it was Song Ye.

"What are you doing?" Song Ye asked as soon as he picked it up.

"Don't just ask me what I'm doing?" Xia Cong said helplessly, "It's not convenient to tell you every time."

"Damn..." Song Ye was not to be outdone, "Is there any inconvenience if you have already connected it?"

"That's not necessarily true, what do you know about me..." Xia Cong thought about his words, "Character?"

"I don't know, and I'm not interested." Song Ye resolutely refused, and said righteously, "It's best not to let me know, otherwise our boat of more than ten years will turn over and we won't care about blood relationship."

Xia Cong smiled, "That's just right, I'm not interested in minors either."

"I'm sorry, just one minute before you said this, I'm an adult, sir."

Xia Cong was stunned for a moment, "Are you already this old?"

Song Ye: "..."

Song Ye: "Excuse me, how old am I?"

Xia Cong: "Aren't you a sophomore in high school?"

Song Ye: "There's nothing to say, just hang up."

"Hey." Xia Cong stopped him, and said with a slight smile, "Happy birthday, Xiaoye."

"Listen, how insincere you are, if I don't say it, you won't even remember it."

"Then come someone who is sincere." Xia Cong said: "What gift do you want, I said earlier that I will wait for you, and I will give you a car."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true. If you can't wait for me to come back, I'll ask your brother Yi to accompany you to pick it out first, and swipe my card."

"It's more or less the same." Song Ye didn't come here to ask him for a gift, so the meaning is over, "Speaking of this, I just wanted to ask you, didn't you tell Huo Yujie?"

"say what?"

"You're going to exchange things. She keeps calling me recently and asking me if I know where you are. It's so annoying."

"Really?" At first, the mobile phone was stuck on the right side of the face, and it hurt. Xia Cong switched to the left side, and then found that it was very difficult to hold it like this. He plugged in the line and connected to the Bluetooth, "Just leave her alone."

"I don't want to talk about it. If you come again, I will be blocked. I just want to remind you that if she really wants to find out where you have been, she will be so crazy that no one can stop her."

"Understood." Xia Cong said indifferently, "Let her go."

"Also," Song Ye coughed suddenly, his tone changed a little unnaturally, "Gu unexpectedly also called me and asked about you."

Xia Cong's hand that was opening the window paused, "What did you say?"

"I have nothing to say. I don't participate in your affairs. He probably doesn't really want to ask me. Please comfort me."

"Ah."

Xia Cong closed the half-opened window again, and he suddenly found that even such a small wind hurt his face.

Song Ye sighed heavily.

Xia Cong wanted to laugh, "Why are you sighing, didn't you go out with your classmates at night?"

"I went, I came back after eating, I'm sitting downstairs in the dormitory, I think of you, I'll give you a call."

As Song Ye said, he couldn't help taking down his phone, and looked at the message interface for the nth time tonight, but the dialog box with the avatar printed on it was still blank.

When he yelled his classmates out in the evening, that person obviously saw it, and someone next to him asked, saying that today was his birthday, but up to now, there has not been a single fart.

Song Ye couldn't help laughing at himself, he was obviously not a hypocritical person, he would be so arrogant that the world would revolve around him if he gave birth after his birthday.

Xia Cong is such a perceptive person, he immediately heard something strange, "Are you in a bad mood?"

Song Ye didn't speak.

"Come and talk to brother, what's the matter?" Xia Cong said, "This time it's an adult's trouble, so you can talk to me, right?"

"Do you know." Song Ye mercilessly dismantled him, "You are the most like a brother when you are talking to others. I will not be fooled by you. I will go up and turn off the lights."

"Turn off the lights, you live in school?" Xia Cong realized, "When did it happen?"

"Get lost." Song Ye gritted his teeth, hung up the phone, and finally sent him a smiley goodbye in WeChat.

Xia Cong stared at the little man who kept shaking his hands for a while, then sat up with a smile, put his fingers on the steering wheel, and rubbed it for a while without realizing it, before he grasped it firmly and started the car.

When Yu Xiaolong returned to the mansion, the old wicker chair that Shi Jie used to sit on was moved by Xu Yinliang to the dining table, and he was sitting and reconciling accounts. Seeing him coming in and wanting to say something, Yu Xiaolong yelled at him before he could speak. voice, "Go away."

Then Xiao Zhou, who was in a hurry to go out, rushed over to report to him, saying that he was going to Xia Cong's to deliver medicine. Since the incident with Caigan last time, they seldom go out alone now, especially this one. point.

"What medicine? Is his injury healed?!" Yu Xiaolong was annoyed to hear that idiot's name, and suddenly lost control of his emotions, his face was ashen.

Xiao Zhou was taken aback by the yelling, "No...it's not good, no, I got hurt again, just sent me a message, I thought...there just happens to be medicine..."

"Where's the injury?"

"Face and..." Xiao Zhou swallowed, and pointed to his abdomen, "It seems to be serious, it must be Caigan and the others again, Brother Long and us..."

Yu Xiaolong didn't finish listening to him, grabbed the medicine from him and threw it on the cabinet, "I can't die, don't worry about it."

"But……"

"Don't understand?" Yu Xiaolong looked at Xiao Zhou standing blankly at this moment, with a green and clean face, and suddenly suspected Xia Cong's intention to find him, and suddenly got angry again, "Delete him! "

"what?"

"Deleted, don't make me say it a second time!"

Yu Xiaolong has always looked fierce, and it is true that a fight is also a real murderer, but this is the first time he has made such a big fuss at his own people other than Xu Yinliang, Xiao Zhou watched him go up to the third floor, and did not return for a long time Come on.

He glanced at Xu Yinliang, and Xu Yinliang packed his things slowly, "If he told you to delete it, you can delete it."

Yu Xiaolong returned to his room, there was a bathroom on the third floor, he was about to take a shower first, halfway through his clothes, his head and face felt hot, his heart ached again, he turned around and kicked hard on the bathroom door.

He put his clothes back on and went downstairs.

There is a yard behind the western-style building, which has been deserted all year round. Before that, he and Shi Jie welded an iron frame there, and made a sandbag out of leather, sand and sawdust.

Yu Xiaolong used to be able to control the rhythm very well, knowing what kind of interspersed and combined punches to send out, which will not hurt himself, and can exert the maximum force at the fastest speed.

In fact, even when he was a beginner, he never beat him up like this.

But today, he didn't care about any experience and skills, and he hit very disorganized when he came up, and his arms were numb every time he hit it, as if all the strength he couldn't use against Xia Cong, a living person, was summoned on the sandbag .

In just a few minutes, sweat poured down like rain, the clothes on his body were completely soaked, and his hair seemed to have been washed with water.

It's so hot, it's so hot that the whole person is about to burst from the inside.

But he didn't want to stop, and couldn't stop.

He just doesn't understand why there are always people who don't care about life and death again and again, doing this kind of... things that seem to be down to the bone.

Is he easy to talk, is he very kind?

Would provoking a man like him, who has never known kindness, tolerance and cowardice, be more convincing?

Or if he deserves it, he deserves...

With the last heavy punch, the base of the sandbag stand broke and tilted towards him. Yu Xiaolong took a step back to take advantage of it, and kicked the sandbag and the entire iron frame away with a flying kick.

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, accompanied by the creaking sound of twisted metal, in the smoke and dust, Yu Xiaolong took off his gloves and sat down on the ground, the back of his bandaged hand brushed against his jaw, causing a sharp pain from friction.

He panted violently, and sat in the dark and cool wind for a long time, until the moisture on his body was dried little by little, and there was a warm touch from his fingers.

Yu Xiaolong lowered his head and found that the black dog came to his feet at some point.

He undid the gauntlet and patted it on the head twice.

The dog circled around him, and squatted down sleepily, with its head resting on his legs, its eyebrows and eyes drooping from Yu Xiaolong's point of view, even more lifeless.

"Your sister Fei is not here today, has anyone cooked for you?" he asked.

A whimper was his answer.

"I think you're hungry too." Yu Xiaolong stood up, "Just in time, I bought something for you today..."

He suddenly remembered that he never brought back that bag of dog food.

He was so busy beating Xia Cong that he forgot such an important thing.

"Forget it." Yu Xiaolong sighed, he was tired after all the tossing, "Let's go to the kitchen and have a look, we can eat whatever there is."

In the end, he had no choice but to use a little pork rib soup that Zhao Fei had left behind to make bowls of noodles for himself and the dog, and ate them half-cooked.

Before going to bed, Yu Xiaolong took a shower and locked the door habitually, before he sat down in front of the desk.

In stark contrast to his empty and orderly room, is his desktop, which is always untidy and highly saturated, and is always piled up with materials and tools of various styles.

The laser cutting of basswood is relatively easy on the basis that all the dimensions are preset in advance. Instead, it took him a little time to polish the edges of each panel. The rest of the hull skeleton construction is almost a simple splicing of materials. .

In fact, there are already very mature static wooden sailboat kits available on the market, but Yu Xiaolong is still used to all of them, such as wooden parts, carved parts, metal parts, including the ropes and canvas on the boat, all of which are made by himself.

The production process of handcrafted solid wood sailboats is no different than others. It is too cumbersome and complicated, so it often takes a long time. It requires skills and patience at the same time.

But fortunately, what he lacks most at the moment is time. On the contrary, he needs these things that cost him countless energy to make himself not look so boring.

Yu Xiaolong came into contact with these very early. When he was young, there were almost no people around him who played this game.

At that time, plastic assembled models were more available, such as battleships and robots, almost all of which were original and authentic. It is no exaggeration to say that not only special display cabinets, but also a room for them alone .

But that was before the marriage between Yu Xingqiang and Cai Qunying had broken down, Yu Xingqiang hadn't gone bankrupt, and he hadn't lost all his money on women.

Later, their home was seized, and after several turnovers, the belongings were thrown away, and Yu Xiaolong had long forgotten where the things he regarded as precious things went.

He still had a good time.

How many people were envious at that time.

It's just that no one thought it would end up like this.

Yu Xiaolong glued the cut decks to the corresponding positions one by one. This process took him a long time, and it was almost three o'clock when it was finished.

Except for a few one or two that are open all night, most of the stores are closed at this time.

Another calm day.

Yu Xiaolong stretched, went to wash his face, and lay down on the bed.

Before going to bed, he glanced at his phone, there was an application from his WeChat friend, he clicked on it, and saw Xia Cong's message to him.

Yu Xiaolong wanted to refuse, but found that there was no one, only an option to reply, so he opened it without hesitation.

[Keep it for yourself to eat. 】