African Emirates Guide

Fang Qingye couldn't see, Fu Xiao helped him replace the suitcase, and he thanked him politely.

There was a distance from the airport pick-up gate to the parking place, and there were many people at the airport. Even though Fang Qingye was holding a blind cane, it was still inevitable that someone would hit him.

"Mr. Fu..."

Fang Qingye was not a person who wanted to save face and suffer, so he boldly asked.

"Could you please take me for a while?"

This Mr. Fu doesn't seem to be very good at taking care of people.

Fang Qingye could hardly keep up with his footsteps, and was even a little uncertain whether he was still by his side.

Hearing his question, the other party stopped and said "Sorry" in a low voice, but he didn't act, as if he didn't know what to do.

Generally speaking, those who lead Fang Qingye will gently hold his arm.Those who are more familiar, such as Pei Jianian, will turn around and ask Fang Qingye to hold his arm.

But facing this situation, Fang Qingye was also embarrassed to ask others to help him, so he asked: "If you don't mind, can I hold your arm a little?"

Fu Xiao said, "Yes."

Fang Qingye moved forward, and soon touched the obstacle.

His fingers are long and slender, blue blood vessels can be vaguely seen on the back of his hand, and his nails are round. They are very beautiful hands belonging to a young man, and they have an ascetic beauty.

After rubbing his fingers against the obstacle for a while, Fang Qingye recognized that it was undoubtedly Fu Xiao's arm that he was touching, so he held it lightly.

"Thank you," he said, "I'll follow you this way."

"En." Fu Xiao replied with a calm tone.

Fu Xiao was taller than Fang Qingye imagined, which made Fang Qingye hold Fu Xiao's arm at just the right height.He could feel that Fu Xiao was a little stiff when he took another step, but he still carefully slowed down his pace a little bit more than before.

This person is pretty good, Fang Qingye thought.

While following Fu Xiao forward, Fang Qingye kept exploring the way ahead with his blind stick.

He had been blind for a while, and the cane was not working very well, and his movements seemed a little funny, but he didn't care much.

It was very cold outside. As soon as he walked out of the airport, Fang Qingye was shivered by the cold wind: "Jiangcheng is really cold..."

Fu Xiao didn't speak.

Embarrassed, Fang Qingye had no choice but to find something to say: "Is the weather here like this every day?"

Fu Xiao replied again: "En."

Ok.

It seems that this Mr. Fu is indeed not very talkative, he is an introverted person, which is more consistent with Pei Jianian's description.

So Fang Qingye restrained himself, and followed Fu Xiao to the parking lot obediently.However, because it was too cold, he quietly approached some Fu Xiao, trying to make the wind energy not so cold.

Fortunately, Fu Xiao's parking place wasn't too far away, and they didn't walk too fast, it only took two or three minutes to get there.

Fu Xiao put Fang Qingye's suitcase into the trunk first, then opened the co-pilot's door, took Fang Qingye to the seat, then walked around the front of the car and got into the car, ready to drive.

Fang Qingye put away his blind stick and was preparing to fasten his seat belt.

However, his movements were very slow, as if he had reached out to stroke Fu Xiao's arm just now, and he was carefully studying the buckle of the seat belt, which was a bit different from other blind people.

Even things that ordinary people can easily do with their eyes closed, Fang Qingye can't.

As if aware of Fu Xiao's gaze, Fang Qingye told him a little embarrassedly: "Well, I have a slight agnosia, which belongs to tactile agnosia, and it is difficult to feed back the information of the touched objects to the brain."

Fu Xiao: "Yes."

In the email data sent by Song Sisi, there was indeed an inspection result that mentioned this point.

Fang Qingye hinted hesitantly: "Can you..."

Fu Xiao understood: "I'll do it."

He leaned over to help, and Fang Qingye immediately smelled a bit of his male fragrance, which was very faint and strange.

Fang Qingye leaned tightly on the back of the seat reflexively, and heard the seat belt being pulled over, the safety buckle made a "click" and was inserted into the lock pin.

Afterwards, the aura on Fu Xiao's body also disappeared.

Fang Qingye thanked with slightly warm cheeks: "I'm sorry for your trouble."

Fu Xiao said, "No need."

Fang Qingye felt Fu Xiao's eyes still linger on his face, thinking that the other party had something to say, but Fu Xiao only made a suggestion in a very flat voice: "Don't be so polite, and don't use honorifics, I'm just better than you One year older, just call me by my name."

It was the first time Fang Qingye heard him say such a long sentence.

The tone is indeed young, the voice is young, and the breath I feel is also young.

Unexpectedly, Song Sisi's boss was not only not a middle-aged person, but even younger than Song Sisi. Fang Qingye's tense nerves relaxed a lot in an instant, and he readily agreed: "Okay." Then he asked, "Then let's go now. hotel?"

The car started, and the warm air blew on Fang Qingye.

"I live alone." Fu Xiao replied while driving, "There is a vacant room at home, you can stay for one night first. Tomorrow I will arrange an assistant to take you to the hospital for reexamination, and she will come directly to pick you up at home in the morning."

Fang Qingye nodded: "Okay, then excuse me."

Fu Xiao: "It's okay."

They didn't talk much on the way, but Pei Jianian called.

Fang Qingye hadn't told him that he was safe after landing, so Pei Jianian was a little anxious, Fang Qingye only had a few words with him.

After hanging up the phone, Fu Xiao took the initiative to find a topic: "Friends?"

Fang Qingye nodded: "Well, he asked me if I arrived."

The topic stopped again.

Then Song Sisi called again.

Fu Xiao's mobile phone was connected to the car phone, and Song Sisi's voice rang in the car: "Fu Xiao, have you received someone?"

Fu Xiao said "I got it", and Song Sisi said, "That's right, so I can work with peace of mind. I wish you had been like this earlier, and it made me worry for several days. You help me take care of my brother, and I Well, I'll be here to work hard for you. If he's safe and well--"

Fang Qingye said at the right time: "Sister, I'm already in Mr. Fu's car."

Song Sisi was very happy: "That's good. Xiao Ye, don't be polite to Mr. Fu for whatever you need or where it's inconvenient. He is a generous person, and he doesn't lack our qualities."

It can be seen that the relationship between Song Sisi and Fu Xiao is really good.

Fang Qingye smiled: "Okay. Then I will try my best to 'squeeze' Mr. Fu."

After the phone call ended, Fang Qingye felt that the atmosphere in the car was a little looser.

While waiting for the red light at the intersection, Fu Xiao asked him: "What would you like to eat tonight?"

Fang Qingye thought for a while: "I heard that the noodles here are delicious."

"Just noodles?" Fu Xiao said, "Didn't you say you wanted to 'squeeze' me?"

Fu Xiao's tone was still flat, but the sentence he said should be a joke.

Fang Qingye adapted to his introversion, and said relaxedly: "I don't have a good appetite just after taking the plane, so I will spend more time next time."

Fu Xiao said yes.

He then called home and asked the housekeeping aunt to arrange a special local noodle dish in Jiangcheng. Compared with Fang Qingye's original idea of ​​having a casual meal at a roadside shop, it was considered warm hospitality.

Fang Qingye said: "Actually, I have been to Jiangcheng once before, but it was still summer, and I was looking for snacks with my friends all day long, but I didn't really eat the noodles here."

Fu Xiao asked, "When?"

Fang Qingye said: "Two years ago."

Fu Xiao: "Come to play?"

Fang Qingye said: "It doesn't matter, come with the teacher to participate in the exchange."

Fu Xiao then remembered that he seemed to have seen the photos posted by Fang Qingye in Fang Qingye's circle of friends.

"We went to museums, Central Park, and Jiangcheng Bridge, but we didn't have enough time." Fang Qingye said, "There are still some places, such as Fumingde Square, that we didn't have time to go to."

Fu Xiao said: "I live near Fumingde Square, I have a chance to show you around."

It was a famously expensive location, and there was only a high-end residential area called "Greenland" nearby. Fang Qingye was a little surprised, but considering Fu Xiao's identity and work, he felt it was reasonable.

"It's a pity I can't see it now." Fang Qingye said, "Otherwise, visiting the 'Green Space' is more interesting than visiting Fumingde Square."

"Why?" Fu Xiao asked.

Fang Qingye blinked: "You really don't know?"

Fu Xiao: "Yes."

Fang Qingye said: "The 'green land' in Jiangcheng is the ultimate mansion in many people's minds."

Fu Xiao sounded indifferent: "That's it."

To Fu Xiao, it was just a house.

Fang Qingye leaned on the back of the chair, slightly curling the corners of his lips: "Well, I see, Mr. Fu from Versailles. If there is a chance, I will show you my student dormitory, and you will know what 'just like that' is."

It seems that Fang Qingye hasn't changed much, and he can make familiar jokes as soon as he meets him.

Fu Xiao didn't go along with the joke, turned his head and glanced at him, and only replied: "Okay."

The car is parked in the green garage.

The gatekeeper of the building was a foreigner named William. When he saw Fu Xiao get off the car, he respectfully saluted him: "You are back, sir."

"William." Fu Xiao nodded slightly.

"Is this a guest?" William took the suitcase for Fu Xiao and saw Fang Qingye who was wearing a blind stick, "Ah, let me help you."

Fang Qingye leaned on his blind cane and smiled at him: "Thank you, William, my name is Fang Qingye."

Fang Qingye always speaks very politely, and his tone is always very soft. Anyone who is called by him will be very happy.

To use a not-so-good adjective, it is the kind of person who has a casual personality, as long as he treats him a little better, he will be easily attached to him.

When you get out of the elevator, you can enter the house, so William only helped Fang Qingye to the door.

The elevator door closed behind the back with a "ding", and there was a faint sound of running downwards. Fang Qingye was not sure where Fu Xiao was, so he called his name for the first time: "Fu Xiao?"

Because he was stepping on the carpet, Fang Qingye's blind cane looked around, but there was only silence, and no sound feedback could be obtained.

"Where are you?" he asked blankly.

Fu Xiao stood a few steps away from him, deliberately did not answer right away, wanting to see what Fang Qingye would do, but Fang Qingye just stood there and called his name.

Fang Qingye still didn't make much progress on this point, but Fu Xiao did not deny that he found a familiar feeling in Fang Qingye, and he was even a little relieved in his heart.

After hanging up his coat, Fu Xiao walked over unhurriedly, and the other party Qingye said, "Here, behind you."

Fu Xiao's voice was low and magnetic, and it made people's eardrums itch when it fell into the ears.

"Strange." Fang Qingye turned around and looked in Fu Xiao's direction. His eyes were still unfocused, but he showed a little doubt, "I suddenly felt as if I heard your voice somewhere. Have we met?"