African Emirates Guide

Some time ago, Fu Xiao ran into a high school classmate at a business event. The other party recognized him immediately and called him "Cheng Ou" by his former name.

"Wow, you are still so cold." The classmate said, "I saw you from a long distance away, and you really haven't changed at all."

"You are?" Fu Xiao asked hesitantly.

"I sat in front of you in high school!" said the classmate, "The one who always asked you to copy your homework after class! Li You!"

Fu Xiao searched for this face in his memory but failed: "Sorry, I can't remember it."

Li You said: "It doesn't matter, your nobleman forgets things a lot."

Although Fu Xiao couldn't remember the other party's name, the other party still enthusiastically asked for his business card.

Li You asked, "Hey, have you changed your name now?"

Fu Xiao: "Yes."

Not much explanation.

Li You was used to his indifference and withdrawnness, so he asked for his social account again without asking any further questions.

Before replying to Fang Qingye's message, Fu Xiao suddenly remembered that classmate named Li You, retrieved the other party's account number from the address book, and wanted to ask Fang Qingye about his situation in these years.

Li You was surprised when he heard that he wanted to ask Fang Qingye: [Didn't you contact me later? ]

Fu Xiao said: [No. ]

Li You: [Have you not had it since you left?I remember he asked many people for your contact information. ]

Fu Xiao had no idea that Fang Qingye had looked for him.

Li You: [Yeah, your relationship is so good, and you left so suddenly, he seemed to have lost his soul at that time. ]

Li You: [However, after so many years, I haven't had much contact with him.There is him in the group, if you want to find him, I will push him to you. ]

Afterwards, Li You pushed Fang Qingye's account that Fu Xiao had already added.

There may be an easier way to understand a person.

Fu Xiao clicked on Fang Qingye's profile picture, and checked Fang Qingye's circle of friends.

Unlike most people, Fang Qingye's Moments are all visible.

From before his recent accident to when he just had a social account, he has maintained a frequency of four or five Moments statuses a month.

Fu Xiao did something boring.

Like a voyeur, he carefully read the more than 300 Moments statuses that Fang Qingye had posted in recent years.

On the university campus, Fang Qingye complained that the professor didn't talk about martial arts, and the roll call didn't start until halfway through the class.

There are those on the street, Fang Qingye takes pictures of street scenes in the evening or early morning, feeds a stray dog, or passes by a newly opened shop.

There are deserts, rice fields, and mountains, all kinds of beautiful scenery.

There are also three or five friends, mostly for shooting food, parties, and inexplicable board games and script killings.

Of course, there are also late-night emo to get drunk and send out incomprehensible sentiments.

These are the daily lives of ordinary young people, but because the protagonist is Fang Qingye, these daily lives have a blurred and seductive filter.

Fang Qingye doesn't post a lot of selfies, but in the photos with others, another young man's face often appears.

It was a boy about the same age as Fang Qingye, dressed a little more maturely, either putting his arms around Fang Qingye's neck, or letting Fang Qingye lean on him, the two looked very close.

About the part about love, Fu Xiao only saw a few.

Fang Qingye posted a sexually suggestive artistic picture with the words: Lovelorn again [broken heart].

Post a photo of the young man who is very close to him, with the words: out of order, Pei Jianian is a dog.

There's also a drunk selfie, posted two years ago.

It was taken at night, the pixels of the picture are not high, and there are serious noises. Fang Qingye is wearing a hooded sweater hat, his eyes are confused, his lips are red, and his whole person looks very soft. I take it away.

Fang Qingye's circle of friends, like him, reveals a pure charm, full of temptation.

But none of the statuses mentioned high school, and none of them were about Fu Xiao.

It took Fu Xiao two full hours to browse through Fang Qingye's circle of friends. He felt that the time wasted was too much, so he quickly turned off his phone.

For some reason, in the evening, he turned to Fang Qingye's dialog page again, and replied in a strange manner.

He returned a voice message to Fang Qingye: "It's okay. See you at the airport tomorrow afternoon."

The reason why he made the voice was because Fu Xiao had selfish intentions and wanted to do a test.

In the past seven years, a person's voice will change from a boy to a youth.

Since he barely recognized Fang Qingye's voice, he thought maybe Fang Qingye was the same, and might not recognize his voice either.

The test results were exactly the same.

Fang Qingye didn't recognize it at all.

Not long after Fu Xiao's voice message was sent, Fang Qingye replied: "That's good. Sorry to trouble you. My flight will land at 06:30, see you then."

Very polite and polite reply, no further post.

"Cheng Ou, it's 06:30, I'll leave if you don't come."

"Late people are the worst."

"Someone came to ask for my mobile phone number and asked if I had a boyfriend. How do you say I should answer?"

"I gave him the number. He wants to invite me to watch a movie."

Those slow, scolding and coquettish words are still in my ears.

Fu Xiao thought he had forgotten it, but it still existed in the depths of his memory and could be retrieved easily.

He and Fang Qingye held hands, kissed, and went to bed.

It is not clear whether he was misled by his confused sexual orientation, or it was Fang Qingye himself who was irresistible.It was an unspeakable low point in his life, as if everything deviant was allowed to happen.

It is undeniable that that was the closest time in his life to youth and romance.

At [-]:[-] p.m. the next day, Fu Xiao rang the intercom, called his assistant Lu Lu in, and asked her to take care of the rest of the work. The opinions and questions collected were sorted out and sent to his mailbox. time to review and reply.

Lu Lu has been Fu Xiao's assistant for three years, and she has never seen him leave work early.

"Okay." Lu Lu said, "Mr. Fu."

Lu Lu knew very well that Ms. Song's younger brother was coming to Jiangcheng for an inspection. She had conveyed it to Fu Xiao in the first place.Fu Xiao originally arranged for her to deal with it, but Ms. Song thought that Lu Lu was a girl and it would be inconvenient to take care of an invisible man, so she approached Fu Xiao.

Lu Lu thought that Fu Xiao would not agree, and asked a little surprised: "Do I need to book a hotel now?"

Fu Xiao's facial features are deep and his complexion is cold and fair. He looks like a work of art in an exhibition hall, but as always, he lacks human touch: "I'll let you know when the time comes."

After finishing speaking, Fu Xiao got up and put on his coat, took the car keys and strode towards the elevator.

In late December, the temperature in Jiangcheng was at its lowest point, the snow had already fallen several times, and there was snow and mud everywhere.

Fu Xiao drove to the airport. It was not the rush hour and the traffic was smooth.

It was less than six o'clock when we arrived at the airport. Although there was plenty of time and there was a late reminder on the big screen, Fu Xiao still had the feeling that he was a little late.

He stood at the pick-up area with several other people holding the pick-up nameplate, with his hands in his coat pockets, silently looking at the direction Fang Qingye would come out of.

I don't know when the photo in the email was taken, maybe it was summer, Fang Qingye was wearing a white round neck T-shirt, and his eyes were still looking at the camera.

The status of Fang Qingye's circle of friends also stopped updating half a year ago, what Fang Qingye will be like now, Fu Xiao can't imagine.

At 47:[-] p.m., the flight from Ningcheng landed.

Passengers got out one after another, until the line became sparse, Fang Qingye appeared with the help of a girl, and the two were talking and laughing.

Even people who have never met each other may be attracted to Fang Qingye at a glance.

He is wearing a pair of sunglasses, with fair skin, a faint smile on his lips, a thin figure, and a lamb wool coat with a thick and large neckline. His hair is about the same length as in the photo, and he looks original Just the delicate face is smaller.

He is the type who will be asked for his mobile phone number when he walks casually on the road. He doesn't need to post it on Moments at all, and waits pitifully for someone to take it away.

Fu Xiao didn't walk over immediately.

Fang Qingye held a blind stick in one hand and a small suitcase in the other. After saying goodbye to the girl who helped him, Fang Qingye let out a soft breath, stayed where he was, and quietly waited for the pick-up person to appear .

Fu Xiao watched Fang Qingye unscrupulously for a few minutes from a distance of five or six meters.

Until Fang Qingye took out the phone from his pocket, and fumbled to send a voice message to Fu Xiao.

Crush: "Mr. Fu, are you there yet? I'm at Exit 21, wearing a khaki jacket."

Fu Xiao listened to the voice, but did not reply.

After Fang Qingye finished sending the message, he stood obediently in the same place, but lowered his head slightly, looking bored and at a loss.

At that moment Fu Xiao didn't know what he was thinking.

Obviously it doesn't matter to reunite, and it won't be a big deal to meet Fang Qingye as Cheng Ou again.

But after he walked towards Fang Qingye, he heard Fang Qingye say, "Hello, I'm Fu Xiao."

Fang Qingye was startled by the sudden voice, he was startled slightly, took off his sunglasses, and smiled at Fu Xiao, "Hello, Mr. Fu, I'm Fang Qingye, you can call me Xiaoye."

Fang Qingye's eyes are beautifully shaped, with big and black pupils and wide slits. They are very attractive eyes, and it is easy for people to fall into them.

But at this time, his eyes were dull, and when he looked at Fu Xiao, he didn't focus on it, as if he had passed through Fu Xiao and fell into nothingness.

Even face to face, Fang Qingye did not recognize him.

But Fu Xiao still felt his heart beating suddenly, and he had the illusion of being seen.

"Sorry." Fu Xiao lied meaninglessly, "There is some traffic jam on the road, so I'm late."

Fang Qingye shook his head, smiled and said it's okay, he just arrived, and said: "Thank you for making a special trip to pick me up at the airport."

[Item 335 of the Non-Emirates Guide: Don’t drink capless drinks on the plane after being blind, otherwise the clothes of the passengers next to you will be soaked, and you have to apologize + chat with you for two hours. 】