After marrying a straight man president

In the evening when the yacht returned to the port, Jiang You and Yan Zheyuan had dinner at a well-known local restaurant.

The restaurant is built on an extended cliff, like a giant's arm grasping towards the sky, and directly below is the ever-turbulent seawater.

Looking out from the surrounding glass walls, you can just overlook the panoramic view of the bay.The lights in the port are bright and active, and the nearby small islands are only vaguely outlined in the night. Countless ships are like colorful tin boxes, crowded together intimately, and the sight of the sea in the distance The lighthouse, which has stood in place for several years, guides the passing ships and wandering travelers, lonely and heroic.

And if you look out from the glass wall on the other side, it will be a completely different scenery.

The original trees in the depths of the island are extremely tall, and they have been rooted on the entire island for thousands of years. Until the industrial civilization swept here in the second half of the [-]th century, humans drew boundaries for them, and then used chainsaws to gradually Drive them away, but settle down on this end of the line.

Lonely and lively, primitive and advanced, all kinds of contradictions coexist wonderfully on this island, no one will find it strange.

The most indispensable thing on the island is all kinds of seafood.

The two ordered the signature risotto, stewed meat, and several kinds of shrimp. When the dishes were finally served, they found that they basically covered various methods of steaming, roasting, frying, and cooking. With the local special dipping sauce, Jiang You squinted his eyes. , like a satiated cat.

At the end of the meal, it was almost midnight, the lights in the restaurant gradually dimmed, and the stars all over the sky were made more dazzling by the darkness, like diamonds that had been washed away from dust, quietly embellished in the black velvet-like sky.

The waiter wearing an apron was busy pulling the empty table aside to make room in the middle. The man who was playing the piano stood up, bowed to the diners below, and left meanderingly.

Five minutes later, Jiang You was concentrating on dealing with a sea crab when the lights above his head suddenly went out. At the same time, a piece of dynamic and exciting music came from the stereo, and the aborigine with pigtails yelled with a hand microphone Jiang You couldn't understand the words, and the night show started.

"It's kind of cool!!" The ambient sound was so loud that Jiang You had to say to Yan Zheyuan at the top of his voice.

No social fear and love to join in the fun are the two distinctive characteristics of Jiang You's personality. Seeing that everyone around him has already left the stage and prepared to dance, Jiang You is ready to move, throwing down the sea crab that has only eaten two bites and is about to rush in.

Yan Zheyuan grabbed the back of his clothes and dragged him back.

"Wipe your hands." Putting the napkin into Jiang You's hand, Yan Zheyuan said helplessly, "I'm not afraid to rub it on other people's clothes."

Jiang You chuckled, and deliberately said to Yan Zheyuan, "No." He pouted in the direction of the crowd, "After all, many of them don't wear clothes at all."

This is true. In just a few minutes when the restaurant was transformed into a disco, some locals gathered in the middle of the dance floor had already taken off their shirts, revealing their strong upper bodies. From time to time, waiters shuttled among them and brought them oil paint. and some kind of oil to apply to the skin.

"Oh," Yan Zheyuan responded, raised his eyes to look at him, and said half-truthfully, "That's even worse."

Obviously he was being asked and restrained, but Jiang You didn't feel annoyed at all, instead his heart was itchy, so he wanted to tease Yan Zheyuan more and more.

"Yan Zheyuan, do you think they have the custom that if they accidentally touch someone, they will be held accountable?" Jiang You couldn't help laughing, and quickly shook his head, and rephrased, " No, it seems a bit strange to say it this way, it should be 'Touch someone to show interest in someone, invite someone to spend a good night together'."

Jiang You blinked: "Yan Zheyuan, what do you think?"

"Well," nodded, Yan Zheyuan stretched out his hand to cover Jiang You's very calmly, and smiled lightly: "I agree."

Although Yan Zheyuan tried his best to arrange the time, in fact, he could only rest for two days, which is equivalent to a normal weekend for ordinary people.

Considering the flight time, the two had to return at noon the next day, so Jiang You got up early the next morning without being called.

The real whale watching season has not yet come, and there are not many tourists on the island. In addition, it is early in the morning, and the islanders who are used to a leisurely life have not yet woken up. The whole island is in the last bit of sleep before waking up.

The two of them wandered aimlessly, walking through the cold and humid air full of the smell of sea water, passing by colorfully painted houses.

The locals are used to painting all kinds of graffiti on the outer walls, and most of them are not bad. Occasionally, they can come across a few paintings with high artistic attainments. Jiang You commented on them one by one, calling them contemporary Picasso and Monet's island.

Yan Zheyuan took a photo of Jiang You by a wall.

The wall is clearly in the style of Edvard Munch. More than a dozen bald men in different national costumes covered their faces and screamed silently. The original weird and absurd picture turned out to be a bit funny because of the use of a lot of bright colors. Cute, Jiang You laughed, and while laughing, he put on the same pose and stood by the wall, joining the camp of the bald villain.

"Let me take a look!" After shooting, Jiang You took over the phone to check, "It's not bad, but it's a bit silly."

He encouraged Yan Zheyuan to take a picture too.

Unable to imagine what it would look like holding his face, Yan Zheyuan obviously resisted, raised his hand and touched his nose: "Let's forget it."

"Don't, just take a picture, just take a picture." Jiang You said enthusiastically, without hiding his bad taste, "I've never seen you like this before, I want to see it!!"

He said it with confidence, but no matter how you look at it, this action and expression are too contrary to Yan Zheyuan's personality. Yan Zheyuan struggled a bit, but still couldn't hold back his face.

Jiang You suddenly leaned into his ear: "Take a picture, take pity on me, okay? Brother Ah Jing."

The morning air was cool, making his breath all the more hot.

The tiny air current seemed to be carrying sparks, which instantly burned Yan Zheyuan's ears red.

"Cough... speak well." Yan Zheyuan took a half step back calmly, and looked at Jiang You helplessly.

"Do you want to take pictures? Do you want to take pictures or do you want to take pictures?" Jiang You posted it aggressively, as if he would keep pestering him if he didn't take pictures.

No one can resist such a cute and enthusiastic puppy. When Yan Zheyuan heard the sound of his avatar collapsing, he smiled: "It's agreed, let's take a picture."

After speaking, he handed the phone to Jiang You, and walked to the wall helplessly, posing in the same pose as "Scream".

"Turn your head a little bit, umm, that's it, let's show some expression," Jiang You directed him, not forgetting the classic lines of photographers: "Low your head, close your chin."

After all, Yan Zheyuan was the overlord who had photographed the cover of a business magazine. Hearing this, he couldn't help laughing: "He bowed his head and closed his chin. Are you trying to photograph my double chin?"

Jiang You was also amused, and corrected this trivial problem with a wave of his hand: "Then raise your head and close your chin. The key is to pay attention to your expression!"

After finally adjusting it, just as he was about to take a picture, Jiang You found that the screen of the phone was turned off.

"Yan Zheyuan, your phone is locked." Jiang You said, ready to take it and unlock it for him.

"0413." Yan Zheyuan still maintained the posture of holding his face, just wanting to finish the filming quickly: "Hurry up."

"Oh." Jiang You responded, lowered his head and entered the password, and when he looked up again, he suddenly became in a good mood. He no longer picked on Yan Zheyuan's non-standard movements, and his expression was not in place. He simply took a picture and admired it authentically. : "Not bad, not bad, what a handsome guy."

And boy, who is the boy.

Yan Zheyuan walked over dumbfounded, not wanting to see his own photo: "Let's go."

A few minutes later, two people were buying fried fish in front of a small shop that had just opened.

The shopkeeper was very surprised that someone wanted to eat fried fish early in the morning. He told them in English with a strong accent that they had to wait for a while because the oil had just been burnt and not hot yet.

Jiang You and Yan Zheyuan sat on the seats in front of the shop and waited.

An old ice cream truck was parked in the open space next to the fried fish shop. It looked dirty. A stray cat that smelled of fish jumped out from nowhere and was lying on the roof with a serious face. look this way.

Jiang You looked at it without fear, and then expressed his thoughts: "I want to eat ice cream."

It is not only unhealthy to have fried food and cold drinks early in the morning, but this ice cream truck looks really unsanitary.

For a moment, Yan Zheyuan's old father's mentality was awakened, and he really wanted to educate Jiang You, but the words were swallowed as soon as they reached his mouth.

Forget it, it’s hard to come out to play once, of course, the most important thing is to be happy.

"What flavor?"

"Vanilla chocolate cantaloupe," Jiang Youbao said his favorite contestant as the name of the dish. After a pause, he felt that strawberries were barely enough: "One more strawberry."

However, Yan Zheyuan's concession has a bottom line: "I can only choose one."

"Oh," Jiang You thought for a while, "Then vanilla and cantaloupe."

"One."

"It's just one," Jiang You said confidently, "I'm vanilla, you're melon."

Most things in the world are like this, you are weak and he is strong, so Yan Zheyuan's bottom line quietly moved back a little, from "one" to "one person, one".

The ice cream balls were packed in a small disposable paper box. Jiang You used a plastic spoon to scoop out half of the ice cream and put it in his mouth.

"Eat slowly." Yan Zheyuan urged.

The taste of vanilla was not bad. Jiang You took the cantaloupe ball in front of Yan Zheyuan and said with a smile, "I'll eat half of this too. The two halves together equal one, right?"

"Well, perfect marks in kindergarten mathematics." Yan Zheyuan joked.

"Full score!!" Jiang You grasped the point, "Is there any reward?"

Yan Zheyuan: "?"

"Shouldn't there be some rewards for full marks in the test?" Jiang You said, his eyes swept between the half vanilla ball and half melon ball, "For example, reward me for free ice cream?"

Just as he was talking, the fried fish was finally out of the pan. The small fish, which were only as long as a thumb, were fried until golden and served with two plates of dipping sauce.

Yan Zheyuan twisted a fish's tail, rolled it in one of the dipping sauces, and then it reached Jiang You's lips: "Reward a small fish, open your mouth."

"It doesn't count," Jiang You ate the small fish in one bite, and Jiang You announced loudly: "Yan Zheyuan owes Jiang You a reward for a perfect score in kindergarten mathematics, and I will make up for it later." He was meowing at the boss, trying to beg for one Fresh Fish's stray cat raised its chin: "This cat testifies."

Usually there is nothing wrong with fried food. The fried fish is fragrant and crispy. Unfortunately, it cools down very quickly after being out of the pan. After a while, the oil oozes out on the paper and becomes less delicious.

Jiang You was a little disgusted and simply stopped eating.

The location of the fried fish shop is relatively high, almost at the highest point of the street. A small road paved with blue bricks winds down, and the shops on both sides open for business one after another in the gradually brightening sky.

The man in the turban yelled in a language that Jiang You could not understand, and someone was watering the flowers in the attic next to him, and the water droplets fell like a curtain. I went to deliver meals to my relatives working at the dock, and when I passed by Jiang You and Yan Zheyuan, I suddenly smiled, the smiles were pure and beautiful.

The whole island is gradually waking up, and under the watchful eyes of Jiang You and Yan Zheyuan, this street is returning to life.

"Yan Zheyuan." Jiang You suddenly said something completely irrelevant: "Is your birthday April 4?"

Yan Zheyuan raised his eyebrows in surprise: "You know?"

"I saw it when I registered," Jiang You said. He quickly glanced at Yan Zheyuan, then looked away even more quickly, and whispered: "Actually, you can change the password."

Yan Zheyuan didn't speak for a while, but looked at Jiang You without hesitation.Looking at his eyes reflecting the sky, long eyelashes and moist mouth, I thanked those gods and Buddhas who didn't know if they really existed countless times in my heart.

"I used to think it was unnecessary," he smiled in a normal tone, "Now that you're back, it doesn't matter if you change it or not."

Jiang You nodded, after a while he suddenly thought of something, took out his mobile phone and handed it to Yan Zheyuan, cleared his throat and said to Yan Zheyuan: "0516."

"Ok?"

"My password."

This was the day he was picked up by the director of the orphanage. Before he went home, he always thought that this day was his birthday, so he naturally used it as the unlock code.

"How do you tell me this?" Yan Zheyuan asked warmly.

"I've already looked at your cell phone. You can look at mine too." Jiang You blinked and teased Yan Zheyuan, "Anyway, I have no secrets from you."