When the sand sculptures get the social death script

"Come, come, I'll help you get the blue on the opposite side."

"Okay, here we come."

"Hey, hey, the jungler from the opposite side is coming, hit him and hit him, you can be free at your age... Everyone on the other side is here, run quickly..."

After dinner, before it was completely dark, Lu Changming and Chi Ji played games together on the balcony.

Speaking of a balcony, strictly speaking, it is actually just a small triangular attic attached to the top-floor duplex, and the area is not particularly large.

Lu Changming bought this house early. After his debut, he was busy with work, so he didn't spend much time and energy on taking care of this kind of place, basically serving as a utility room.

I only made a few pots of prickly pears symbolically, and occasionally water them when I think about it, so I can keep them alive.

But Chi Ji grew up in a pampered environment. In his bones, he always yearns for the sense of ritual in the details of life. He likes this kind of small design that is small but very emotional.

Not long after he moved in, he tidied up casually, installed flower stands and raised some potted plants and succulents that were easy to feed.

It's just that it is winter after all, and there is only one green leaf at a glance, which is not very eye-catching.

When the flowers bloom, the scene in this small attic will probably be completely different.

"Phew, I'm the one who died, but luckily we won the team battle, so you and your teammates can push the crystal together."

The golden sunset was reflected on the balcony. Lu Changming threw the black and white screen mobile phone aside and leaned on the double hanging chair. He turned his head to look at Chi Ji who was holding the mobile phone and playing games seriously. He inexplicably remembered the classroom many years ago.

It was the same sunset at that time, he always pretended to pass by outside the classroom, and peeked at Chi Ji "inadvertently".

After successfully skipping a grade and being in the same class as Chi Ji, she always propped her head up and pretended to stare at the scenery outside the window.

In fact, there is only one figure reflected in the eyes from the beginning to the end.

After the game was over, Chi Ji put his phone down and rubbed his eyes with his head down, turning his head just in time to meet Lu Changming's eyes.

"I didn't expect this game to be quite complicated. Is it because the level is getting higher and higher? Why does it feel more and more difficult?" Chi Ji said.

"No, it's because you played it too seriously. It's actually quite simple." Lu Changming smiled, lying on the swing chair and rocking back and forth, "Besides, we played with Chi Feng before, and he was playing on the end of the game." In professional competitions, playing mobile games is no different from multiplication formulas for doctoral students."

Chi Ji was helpless: "Can I not be serious, my teammates have been scolding me for cheating, and I almost lost just now."

"Don't pay attention to them, these people are just idle all day long and like to find a sense of presence." Lu Changming smiled and coaxed him, "My family's heart is the best. If you don't play professionally, you will definitely be inferior. I will take you to my younger brother's team for a walk around later. One lap, being a substitute is no problem at all.”

Chi Ji was warmed up by his praise, and said with a light smile, "Stop coming, I'm too slow to react, and I can't put my skills right, obviously it's not that material."

Lu Changming disagreed: "Who said that, you are super good. Last time we played with Zhu Jiujiu, didn't he also say that you are very good at playing?"

Chi Ji saw through it at a glance: "Don't think I don't know that he is your babysitter."

"The conscience of heaven and earth!" Lu Changming sat up from the rocking chair and tried hard to argue, "It's fine for the fans to follow the trend if they don't understand, but you still think he is a child, that kid never talks nonsense, whether he has it or not! Don't believe me Call him now and ask him personally, and listen to what he has to say!"

Realizing that Lu Changming quit the game and wanted to open the address book, Chi Ji quickly sat up from the lazy sofa and walked over to confiscate his mobile phone, scolding with a smile.

"Forget it, he's not as free as you, he's probably still working at this point, don't call."

Seeing him being delivered to the door by himself, Lu Changming stretched out his hand and pulled him over to sit on his lap. The double hanging chair suspended on the roof by a few arm-thick iron chains swayed greatly under such movements. Ji's feet couldn't touch the ground, and he couldn't find the center of gravity for a while, so he instinctively hugged Lu Changming's waist, and fell down together with him under the pull of inertia.

Lu Changming leaned on the hanging chair and swayed back and forth calmly, with a smug smile in his eyes.

"He and I are just friends, and we won't let him make a phone call. Whose little daughter-in-law is as strict as you, and I have no freedom at all."

The deliberately misinterpreted words were spoken with confidence, as if complaining, Chi Ji raised his eyes and gave him a look, but he didn't know how to reply.

Since getting together, this person seems to have become more and more shameless.

Chi Ji saw that his tail was about to go up to the sky, and Chi Ji didn't care about it. He leaned on him peacefully when he came, and turned his head to look at the pot of green prickly pear on the flower stand next to him, and said perfunctorily.

"It's what you say."

Seeing Chi Ji shifting his attention to the prickly pear, Lu Changming suddenly became interested again, and said with high spirits: "Speaking of this pot of prickly pear, let me show you a picture!"

With that said, Lu Changming picked up his phone and clicked into the photo album, flipped through the photos and clicked on a photo after a moment.

Chi Ji has long been used to Lu Changming's thinking and jumping out of his brain circuit, and turned his gaze to the phone screen.

The protagonist in the photo is the cactus that Chi Ji looked at just now.

There is something special about Lu Changming mentioning it with such enthusiasm.

In the photo, a yellow flower blooms directly above this round prickly pear.The flowering of prickly pears is not particularly unusual, but the special thing is that the flowers of this prickly pear just bloom on the top.

When he saw it at first glance, Chi Ji thought that a pineapple was originally planted in this flower pot.

No wonder when he first came to this attic, apart from all kinds of sundries, the only living thing was this pot of cactus.

It really is different.

Yao Simei is very interested in flowers. Chi's garden is as beautiful as a fairyland in spring. Chi Ji has lived in this environment since he was a child. Later, after living alone in the United States, he also raised roses, jasmine, lilies and so on.

But he had never bought a cactus or a prickly pear.

Because when I was in elementary school, I didn’t know who was playing a prank, hiding the cactus in his schoolbag, so that he was stabbed without any precautions.

Cactus thorns are thinner than the tip of a needle, and there are many of them. It hurts and itches on the hands, and it is difficult to remove them completely.

Chi Ji still clearly remembers that painful and itchy feeling.

Since then, this kind of thorny thing has always made him resist instinctively and want to stay away.

He never thought that things with thorns could be so cute.

"When did you buy this pot of prickly pear?" Chi Ji asked, "The first time I came to the attic, I saw him on the windowsill. The soil was dry and cracked, and he seemed to be dying of thirst."

Lu Changming thought for a moment: "I didn't buy it. I gave it to me when I bought daffodils. It must have been at least a year."

Chi Ji asked again: "What about the Narcissus?"

Lu Changming spread his hands: "It's dead. It died within a month of raising it. The garlic sprouts I raised in that pot later lived longer than that narcissus."

Chi Ji burst out laughing: "It turns out that the garlic pot in the kitchen used to grow narcissus. I said, why is it so beautiful?"

The setting sun was gradually setting, the attic was not turned on, and the light from the sky was getting darker and darker.

The pot of round prickly pears was placed on the window sill, overlapping with the golden sunlight in the sky, making it look extraordinarily dazzling.

The mottled light of the setting sun shone on the hanging chair, and Chi Ji leaned back slightly with his sideways. Lu Changming couldn't see his face clearly from this angle, but he could clearly see his live eyelashes coated with a layer of gold.

It is a quiet attic, but also a heart-shattering gentle township.

"Yes." Lu Changming murmured, "Why is it so beautiful?"

Chi Ji only thought that Lu Changming was echoing his words, and didn't think too much about it. He watched the photo of the prickly prickly pear blooming on his phone for a long time, and found it interesting, so he directly switched to WeChat, and uploaded this picture through Lu Changming's phone. Send the photo to yourself.

Seeing a bunch of little red dots in Lu Changming's WeChat address book, Chi Ji said to him casually: "You have a lot of news, why don't you reply."

"I don't want to go back." Lu Changming supported his head, his eyes were glued to Chi Ji like brown sugar, "Go back, I want to see you."

Chi Ji slid his fingers to turn it over twice, and found that Lu Changming's news was much more than he imagined.

Not to mention replying, it will probably take a lot of time just to click through to see what the content is.

After glancing at the latest news, Chi Ji saw that these people were basically asking why Lu Changming had no news recently, whether he was holding back a big move or something.

Flipping through, an unusual note suddenly appeared in front of Chi Ji.

【Uncle Wang】

In order to quickly identify people, Lu Changming's WeChat friends generally have full names, and few people are related to relatives.

Seeing that the other party sent a file instead of a text message, Chi Ji was curious and clicked in.

[Uncle Wang: Master, the Chi family has been investigated. 】

【Uncle Wang: Tax evasion, money laundering】

[Uncle Wang: [file]]

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