[Charles IX] The magic hour

Open, accepted it without exception, raised a finger and said earnestly: "You are a rich woman who wants to support us, take responsibility."

Ying Yu smiled and nodded helplessly.

At this time, they had already arrived at the home area, and several of them happily disbanded with the newly acquired equipment, and purchased separately from the whole place.

In the end, the big bags and small bags that everyone brought, and the rest of the wallpaper and furniture were taken over by the driver called by Ying Yu, and handed over to the responsible decoration team together with everyone's requirements.

Tang Xiaoyi and others stood downstairs looking at the base, full of heart.

Great.

He turned his head to look at Ying Yu, who was explaining something not far away, a sentence floated out quietly and disappeared in the wind quickly.

"It was great meeting you."

Intermission

"Want to take a look?" The other side winked at you playfully.

You nodded in a daze, only to hear a small laugh, and walked into the room with all your strength.

【Yu Feifei】

The soft bed is placed at the entrance, and the specially adjusted size is leaving a small corridor for the guests coming in through the door.

Going forward is the desk in the corner of the room, close to the full bookcase, and there are scribbled records left by the owner of the room on it——

The writing in this notebook is completely chaotic, and the handwriting of the child's young circle is clearly printed on the white paper, which is a deep black handwriting carved with excessive force.

The opposite corner is a small closet, and when the door is opened, there is a full-length mirror of just the right size.The owner's sun hat is neatly placed within reach, and I like it very much at first glance.The outside of the closet was taped with a suitable pattern, and a few photos were held with magnets.

The child smiles brightly on it, or snuggles in the arms of his parents and smiles with a missing front tooth, or holds his partner's hand and makes a happy gesture, and there is another one where he is rarely angry and wants to step on the captain foot.

Then he was hid by the captain giggling.

The person who took the photo seemed to be shaking his hands from laughing, and the photo was not very clear, with a large iridescent spot appearing in the corner of the photo, blurring the smiles of the rest of the people.

All the furniture can see the beautiful log grain, and only varnish is applied on the surface to ensure smoothness. If you sniff the air in the room carefully, you can also distinguish the ink aroma of a large number of books.

The little succulents are placed neatly on the window sill, crowded together, so cute.

The window is slightly opened, and the outdoor breeze blows in the smell of sunlight, gently raising a corner of the blue and white striped curtain.

The owner of the room was standing at the door, squinting his eyes.

"I like this room very much."

The quiet figure of the child gradually disappeared.

【Xi Yan & Ying Yu】

Girls' rooms are different from what others stereotype.

It's not the same from the door.

The gate wrapped in a silver-white metal shell has blue light occasionally flowing through it vertically, and the black cushion under the feet is embedded with flickering white square lights in the center of the four sides. The simple and smooth lines bring an unreal sense of science fiction.

Pushing open the door, the metal-textured mosaic wallpaper reveals a strong futuristic style, and two egg-shaped dormant cabins are "hanging" on the wall—actually soft beds—that look dangerous, although The quality is very guaranteed.

After all, their price is very painful.

Because the bed does not occupy a large area, the two girls still have room to put a large wardrobe on one side and an experiment table on the other.The wardrobe is also a shape full of sci-fi atmosphere, equipped with a simple voice interaction system (written by Xiyan herself).

Making fun of artificial mental retardation is the favorite thing for developers and investors to do.

The place where the little girl lives is very clean, and Xiyan's black technology computer is placed on the bare table.By the way, there is a large bookshelf above the desk, and the draft paper on it is so densely packed that it is impossible to read it without cleaning it regularly.

Because the bed is egg-shaped, there is still a small space to put some things except under the bracket, Xiyan’s baby accessories, letters received by Ying Yu, exquisite gadgets that little girls will definitely collect, and various other things. Messy trinkets and so on are quietly coded in several small grids.Some are faded and rusted, some have worn off the paint...

The tall little girl leaned against the door and smiled.

"Ayu and I's baby," she lifted her chin triumphantly, "doesn't it look good?"

Then gradually shattered in the air.

【Igor】

This old man's room is obviously full of sea boy atmosphere, which can be seen from the white steering wheel hanging on the door.The red stripes are attached step by step.

The door is very light blue, and the dark copper chain used to hang the steering wheel can smell the salty smell of metal and ocean when you get close.

The surrounding walls painted in dark blue have a grainy texture to the touch, the bed is placed in the corner, and special monitoring instruments are placed on the head of the bed.The cabinet next to it has medicines messily arranged within easy reach, in typical boyish style.

On the wall against which the head of the bed leans, there is a white wooden board that can be folded down as a table, and old newspapers are printed on the folded surface.Gothic fonts are used as the title and written in a fancy way in the center slightly to the upper right, with densely packed small characters here and there.

The large open space left was covered with yoga mats, and a cassette player was placed next to it.

Lavender hyacinths that have just bloomed are placed on the window sill, and next to it is a group photo of the Yuzhi Adventure Team. Everyone is making a V letter with crooked eyebrows and eyes. Rocky and Mai are sitting upright, with bright black eyes. Aura is overflowing.

On the opposite side of the photo wall is the ship-in-a-bottle of the Black Pearl. The model of the ship in a slender light brown wine bottle is small and exquisite. On the shelf is a cursive English card "the Black Pearl" obviously written by an adult.

The ceiling is pure white, with wave-like patterns on the four sides, and a simple geometric ceiling lamp is placed in the center to provide sufficient lighting.

A stepped white cabinet was placed on the wall next to the door, and Igor had labeled it to store clothes and other things in different categories.

The thin young man standing quietly by the door frame smiled at you.

"Although I still like this style very much, but it's a bit shadowy..."

The words and the figure faded together.

【Tang Xiaoyi】

The white solid wood doors are carved with abstract bird shapes, and the bright handles are hung with feather charms that sway slightly as they are turned.

Most notable are the tattered fishing nets hanging from the ceiling.

Feathers hung here and there on the badly worn net. The net was a souvenir brought back by Grandma Tang during her expeditions, and Tang Xiaoyi got the feathers from somewhere.

He liked the net so much that he made it into an ornament and hung it from the ceiling.Through the net, you can see the pattern of silver wings stretching on the ceiling.

Next to the bed is a blue and yellow concentric semicircular blanket, and two steps away is a shelf with various unpopular books. The warm yellow exterior paint is wrapped in solid wood, and the faint aroma of logs seems to linger in the nose.

The things on the bed are messy, everything from textbooks to draft paper, the unfinished notebook is wide open, the sharp strokes are full of vigor, and already have a three-point exclusive style.

The clothes of the owner of the room were not neatly piled in the cupboard beside him, it looked like a mess, but it was much better than his dormitory full of rubbish.

The specially bought envelopes and letter paper were rarely placed on the beige desk, and the pen was casually thrown aside.

The large kennel is placed next to the desk, above the window sill, light blue tulle curtains hang on both sides, and the wings printed with dark patterns are looming in the sunlight.

Under the gentle light, floating dust trembled in the air, lighting up the small room.

The bored boy put his hands on his chest and yawned.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," there was no sincerity in his voice, "I'll be back anyway."

His figure melted in the light.

You close the last door, showing a slight smile, and the light in your eyes is warm and full of hope.

"It was a pleasure meeting you all..."

You winked at the waiting chestnut-haired girl, and ran towards her and the faint figure behind her.

to the future.

wait for the seventh day

What should I say about these people?

Ying Yu thought so while biting the small plastic spoon that came with the ice cream.

To be more precise, she was sitting in the small living room of the base, receiving calls from a group of people from the other side of the distant ocean, biting a small spoon, blowing on the air conditioner, responding to the complaints on the other side with "uh, huh, huh" Bewildered by their retarded behavior.

Ying Yu took a look at the air outside which seemed to be so hot as to ooze oil.

what happened?Is it because the air conditioner is not fragrant or the watermelon is not delicious, is the mobile phone disconnected or the ice cream is not cold?Why did this group of people fly outside after accepting the commission?

Or go to the kind of place where no bird lays eggs to investigate the mysterious relic in a bedtime story that seems completely unscientific?

Miss Ying Yu fell into deep thought.

It is worth mentioning that, through the Duke of Windsor's persistent curiosity and sense of presence, this gentleman has successfully penetrated into the adventure team and became a member of a group of sand sculptures (bushi).

And the leader of the sand sculpture was crying and complaining about the bad environment in the desert, clutching the receiver.

Xiyan couldn't listen any longer, so she slapped the captain, answered the phone and answered the worried Yingyu.

"Yeah, no problem at all," she answered, pushing aside the captain who was suddenly arrogant and wanting to regain the right to talk, "Tang Xiaoyi is just a problem, the most exciting adventure, when he calms down, he loses energy and wants to find something Stubble."

"Hey, it doesn't sound too worry-free..." Ying Yu's gentle and forgiving voice came along with the electric current, a little distorted, but like a just-right spring day, it calmed down the restless mood properly.