I don't know warm water

"Stinky boy, choose carefully for me. I want a flawless swan ornament." After listening to Xu Jingqiang's voice, Zou Yan looked at the rows of lovely angel doll porcelain on the showcase, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Han Yike reached out and touched a little angel's pink buttocks: "Let me tell you, we can't get rid of the fate of being purchasing agents."

Zou Yan raised his forehead: "You are amazing. I have never seen any purchasing agent who is as inactive as you, and the circle of friends will not be seen by anyone."

After listening to Han Yike, he took a few photos of the angel's buttocks with his mobile phone: "I'll post it right away."

Zou Yan shook his head and leaned over to Han Yike to look at it: "You also use a beauty camera to take pictures? Your ass looks like a birthday peach."

Han Yike raised his eyes and stared at him: "Which eye of yours saw me using a beauty camera? Do you believe me if I sue you for slander?"

Huang Wen and Yang Yi stretched their necks to watch, Huang Wen asked: "Where are there swans here? They are all angels."

Han Yike was still encouraging Zou Yan, but Zou Yan had no choice but to take a few photos, crop them, and post them on Moments.

This is not the first time the four have traveled together.It suddenly occurred to Zou Yan that a long, long time ago they were making skewers at a barbecue restaurant in Northeast China, and now they are buying decorations in a small shop in Lisbon.

"By the way, why doesn't Mr. Xu want this for anything else?" Zou Yan looked up at something, "What brand is this?"

Yang Yi replied: "That's right. Many people in Europe buy this brand of porcelain, and it can be regarded as a chain."

Huang Wen asked him: "Is it European porcelain?"

Zou Yan finally saw a row of swans, bent down to pick them out, and said, "Porcelain is originally a Chinese product, but there are still so many Chinese people who want to buy it from Europe."

Han Yike curled his lips: "What people buy is not history, but craftsmanship."

Zou Yan waved at her and asked her to choose together: "Got it, great philosopher."

After picking out the most exquisite and expensive one, Zou's cell phone rang.

Li Zhefei has been busy with exams recently, and now he is sitting in a classroom to invite Zou Yan to make a video. I don't know if it is because of the lighting in the classroom, but he looks haggard.

Zou Yan hurriedly found the earphones and put them on: "Are you still reading in the classroom?"

"Well," Li Zhefei lay on the table, his voice sounded quite nasal, "I'm alone. It's ten o'clock soon, and I'll go home after I hang up the phone."

Han Yike and the others looked at each other tacitly when they saw Zou Zhe take out the earphones, and immediately stopped talking, and then Han Yike took the things in Zou Zou's hand very considerately.

Zou Yan said to Li Zhefei as if coaxing a child: "Then you get home and rest early. Have you eaten yet?"

Half of Li Zhefei's face was pressed on his arms, deformed by the squeeze, and he even pouted.

"Eat. I'm not hungry, just sleepy."

"Then stop reading, go home and go to bed early." Zou Yan held up his mobile phone and followed the three of them, walking slowly and looking up at the road from time to time.

Li Zhefei said "oh", sat up, put his schoolbag on his back and went out, and asked Zou Yan: "What are you doing? I saw you posted on Moments."

Zou Wei tilted his head: "And Han Yeke and they are playing in Portugal."

Li Zhefei walked out of the classroom, it was dark outside, and he could only hear envy in his tone: "Are people who don't take exams really so happy?"

Zou Huan snorted: "Last year I was tired too, Feng Shui turns around, don't be unhappy."

Li Zhefei just laughed, and his laughter was not tired at all.

This young couple has not eaten or slept together for a year, and Zou Yan did not return to China during the New Year.It was only on New Year's Eve that Alfredo asked Zou Zhe, who was painting, if today was the Chinese New Year, and Zou Zhe remembered it, and then called Li Zhefei.

The frequency of their conversations is not high, and it is often Li Zhefei who calls Zou Yan first.Zou Yan was really busy this year, and he was often dizzy. Huang Wen and him were more closely connected, but they also supervised each other's studies.

During this period, Li Zhefei fell seriously ill.It was in the early spring of this year that I caught a cold in the changing seasons, and I was about to recover, but I ended up studying abroad and returning home at night, and it rained heavily on the road.Li Zhefei especially wanted to find Zou Yu during this period, but he also knew that Zou's studies were very heavy during this period, so he could only endure the little thoughts of seeking comfort, groggy and stuffy nose and headache all day long, and still had to attend lectures.

So Zou Yan didn't know that Li Zhefei had been ill for nearly a month.

After hanging up the phone, Li Zhefei tugged at his black short sleeves that were pulled by his schoolbag, and suddenly stared at the piece of fabric in his hand in a daze.

He remembered that when he was in Europe, Zou Wei seemed to like buying bright blue clothes for himself.He secretly remembered that it turned out that Zou Xie liked bright blue.

But when he came back, his bright clothes were put on hold because his mother said he looked too childish in those clothes.

I don't know if this counts as a betrayal.

Zou Yan swore that he seldom contacted Li Zhefei because he wanted to alienate him deliberately, so as to quietly wait for the day he expected.

But he doesn't seem to have much free time every day, allowing him to think about that person thousands of miles away.

Zou Yan has a new network of contacts, and Han Yike is no longer the only good friend. He also knows more and more interesting and interesting people.

But it is true that no one can make him giggle just by hearing the sound.

Huang Wen couldn't understand it, but Han Yike could guess it.She saw that Zou Yan kept smiling after hanging up the phone, but said nothing, and continued shopping with them as if nothing had happened.

"Zou Yan, do you choose to be sober and forget?" Han Yike handed him the swan, "Do you really still like Li Zhefei?"

Do you still like it?Of course I like it.Zou Yan never expected Li Zhefei to coax him with sweet words every day, and he already knew that he and his boyfriend were planning for their respective futures.

Zou Zhe didn't mind including Li Zhefei in all his future life plans, but Li Zhefei never told Zou Zhe about his plans, he just took those exams seriously.

So "waking up and forgetting" might be a good thing.After a long time, when they really say goodbye, no one will be too embarrassed to embarrass everyone.

Zou Yan took the things and nodded with certainty: "These hours are enough for me. This is the most feedback he can give me, and I know it myself."

Yang Yi didn't know much about Zou Yan's affairs at first, but only saw Huang Wen's expression of hating iron and steel, so he changed the topic: "It's very beautiful there, do you want to take some photos with Polaroid?"

Zou Yan grinned hard: "Let's go."

In November, Zou Yan plans to go back to China.Now he can gain a foothold in Italy, where he has a place to live, food to eat, work to do, entertainment he likes, and many tolerant friends.

He wants to tell Zou Xun, Lu Yueping and the others his own story, as well as his current lover.

But since receiving a call from Li Zhefei in Lisbon in the summer, Zou Yan never received a call from Li Zhefei again.He thought, probably because the exam is coming soon, Li Zhe must be very nervous because he has to do the final sprint.

So he only sent some messages of greetings to Li Zhefei occasionally, and did not call.He didn't know Li Zhefei's schedule, nor did he know how nervous Li Zhefei was.He wanted to care, but Li Zhefei didn't seem to have any intention of sharing it with his partner.

Zou Yan went to the cemetery on November [-]th.

"Dad, your wife is really kind to you." Zou Yan reached out to touch the green pine carving on Zou Xun's tombstone, just like Lu Yueping once touched, "She is also very kind to your son."

Lu Yueping's tombstone is engraved with plum blossoms, and Zou Wei touched the plum blossoms again: "Mom, thank you. Otherwise, according to our family's material conditions, I might draw sketches and cartoons at scenic spots to support my family right now—of course, It is not ruled out that some people like to do this. I just want to say, because I have always had you, I will be so determined to do what I like."

The sun was fine that day, the wind was strong, and it was chilly. Zou Zhe stood in front of his parents, waiting for the incense to burn out.

"You must bless Mr. Xu to be in good health."

"If possible, I also wish Li Zhefei a smooth landing."

"As for myself, you will definitely protect me, so don't I need to tell you specifically?"