Chapter 77: Daydream

Come too fast.
It is really impossible to do bad things.
Fang Jue Xia Fei quickly put on his pajamas, and the buttons were almost misplaced. He trembled and swear in his heart that he would never buy buttoned pajamas.
There is no large cabinet in this hotel suite, the bed is also a solid bed, there is no gap underneath, and the sofa is not like a hidden one.
balcony……
No, no, the balcony is windy and too cold.
Fang Juexia thought for a while and could only push Pei Tingsong to the bathroom.
"You lock the door." Fang Juexia whispered that she wanted to run, and was grabbed by Pei Tingsong, "Ah, my clothes."
"Oh yes, wait a minute."
Fang Juexia turned around and picked it up quickly. He pulled the bathroom door into his hand and knocked on the door. Fang Juexia was flustered. He could only ask Pei Tingsong again, "Don't leave Sound "
I don't know if he was too guilty or not. He always felt that there were too many marks in the room, so he opened all the windows again.
Although the hotel room itself comes with an air purification system, he was not at ease, flipping a bottle of perfume from the suitcase, spraying it a few times, and waving it away.
"Juexia? Are you asleep again?"
Fang Juexia took a deep breath, put on her slippers and ran to the entrance. She worked hard to brew a yawn, pretending to be sleepy and opened the door.
"My little ancestor, you finally opened the door. I thought I couldn't wake you up again." Cheng Qiang walked into the room with his laptop. "How are you? Are you still upset?"
Fang Juexia shook his head guilty, closed the door, and glanced at the confined bathroom door. "... much better." He stepped forward and led Cheng Qiang toward the sofa. "Brother, sit down, drink water?"
"Don't drink, I didn't drink anymore. I just filled a large glass of water when I woke up," Cheng Qiang put the notebook on the coffee table. He seemed to feel that something was wrong, stretched his neck, and frowned. "You How does it taste in this room ... "
It would have been discovered. Fang Juexia nervously grabbed his pants legs.
"... So fragrant." Cheng Qiang sneezed after saying, "Did you spray perfume?"
Fang Jue Xia Song sighed, "Ah ... yes, as soon as I came in, I felt that the room smelled a little strange, like a little smoke, so I sprayed a little perfume."
Cheng Qiang turned his head and looked around, "I think so, you have all the windows open, and the balcony is also open. It's not cold to sleep at night." Saying he was worried, got up and closed the window in front of the sofa for him .
"Fortunately, it's not very cold." Fang Juexia sat next to him, trying to solve the problem of advertising endorsements, and quickly invited this big Buddha away, "Qiang, what endorsement are you talking about?"
"Oh, right, I almost forgot the 100,000 urgent business." Cheng Qiang pushed the laptop screen to him. "This sports brand is looking for you and Xiao Pei's endorsement." He said he was angry, "This guy also I do n’t know where I went, so I played and disappeared early in the morning. I ca n’t help anyone.

Fang Jue Xia Qing cleared his throat, "It's alright, let's discuss it first."
Cheng Qiang sighed and continued, "Actually, this is also an emergency. I was looking for a front-line actor, but they didn't seem to be able to talk to each other in the end. The crucial moment for the launch of the new product collapsed. Now we are anxious to finalize a new spokesperson Recently, the two have been very hot. Several popular variety shows are blessings. They are now sought after. They contacted me early in the morning. Several emails. I did n’t see them and called me again. "
Fang Juexia has always trusted Cheng Qiang and has no habit of picking up work. "Did you think it's ok after reading it? If it's okay, I'm okay. You'll be fine."
"I think it's good. First-line sports brands and endorsers are popular fried chickens. Although it is only one of the series' endorsements, they are very good. They have never found a member of the men's team. And they said that if they bring goods The ability is good, considering that the whole group will endorse the next season's new product, a series aimed at young users. "
Hearing the whole group's endorsement, Fang Juexia was more satisfied, "Okay, I'm ok."
"Yes." What Cheng Qiang wanted to say, the sound of the computer ding, the voice of the mail, "Hey, they sent us the electronic version of the contract and confirmed it to us. Let me see."
Fang Jue Xia Xing yelled, turned his head to look over the bathroom, and skimmed over again, "Don't you ask Xiao Pei?"
Cheng Qiang looked at the contract seriously, "Ask him what?"
"Confirm the working hours and endorsement fees."
"Come on, this little endorsement fee is not enough for the little devil to buy a good watch." Cheng Qiang looked up at the improvisation show, "Xiao Pei, what job do you have, do you go?" After asking, he turned to the other side After learning Pei Tingsong's expression, "No, no, no matter."
The phone in Fang Juexia's pocket shook twice, and as soon as he took it out, he discovered that it was Pei Tingsong.
[Hengzheng: It ’s too unreasonable to say bad things about people! ]
Isn't it true?
Thinking about returning, Cheng Qiang turned his head to look at him. Fang Jue Xia Huo held the phone quickly, for fear of being seen, but fortunately did not. Cheng Qiang just shook his head. "If you ask, you won't go. I'm too lazy to ask him. When the time comes, I just go and sign the contract. Which is not the case?"
Fang Juexia could almost have imagined Pei Tingsong's expression of refusal, and could not help raising the corner of his mouth.
Cheng Qiang glanced at it, very proud, "Yo, yes, I can make you laugh today."
Realizing that his emotions are becoming more and more obvious, Fang Jue Xia Qing cleared his throat, "No, just think you are quite hard, take us."
"Alright, let's enjoy my dad's feelings in advance." Cheng Qiang read the contract. "Ok, no problem. Wait for it to be signed. I'll confirm some details later."
Fang Juexia cleverly nodded, "Uh."
The endorsement has also been confirmed, and the contract has been read. It should be over.
"Are you still sleepy? Just sleep a little while tired, and I have to go back to make up for it. These days I'm tired, and I have to go to talk to the TV station here later." Yawn, "By the way, Ling Yi and they all went to the mountain and said that they might go shopping at night and eat enough. If they sleep enough and want to go out and tell them, everyone is better together."
Fang Juexia said well, "I'll take a rest, my head is still a little dizzy."
"OK." Cheng Qiang picked up his laptop and stood up as if he was about to leave. Fang Juexia followed him closely, thinking of sending him away as quickly as possible. Although the start was not smooth, there was no danger.
Quickly approaching the porch, Cheng Qiang stopped and turned around, looked at Fang Juexia, and pointed to his mouth, "Juexia, have you got a little angry lately? Look at your red mouth, it's a little swollen, yeah What's the matter? Do you have to drink some herbal tea that heats and lowers the heat? "
Fang Juexia's ears were hot, he licked his mouth, and tried to explain with embarrassment, "Maybe ... Yes, that private house dish was too spicy yesterday, and my mouth hurts, and I got a little angry. It's fine. Just some water, just drink some water ... "
"Yes, drink plenty of water." Cheng Qiang turned around, a few steps away from the door, and suddenly turned back. "Hey, I drank a lot of water." He put the computer on Fang Juexia's hand. "Let you use the bathroom Use it. "
"Hey, brother! No." Fang Jue Xia Fei quickly ran to the bathroom door to block the door, blinking and blinking.
Cheng Qiang wondered, "What's wrong?"
"That ..." Fang Juexia swallowed. "... It's broken. The toilet in the toilet can't be flushed with water and can't be used."
He felt that he was too clever, and he would make more nonsense.
"Really?" Cheng Qiang stopped, "That's all right, then I'll go back, but fortunately I can hold back." After he took away the computer that Fang Juexia had in hand, "You remember to call the front desk for warranty."
While walking away, Cheng Qiang also complained, "This expensive hotel has such poor facilities."
"Bai Qiang." Fang Juexia leaned out the door frame and leaned out his little head. Until Cheng Qiang walked around the corner, and there was no more figure, he was completely assured that he closed the door quickly and sat down on the floor along the door panel. Took a breath.
He has been following the rules for so many years, and all the excitement has been done with Pei Tingsong.
Hearing that there was no movement, Pei Tingsong also quietly opened a slit in the bathroom door, glanced at it, and then came out, seeing Fang Jue sat on the ground in a daze for a while, "Leave?"
"Well, finally gone." After speaking, Fang Juexia sighed again.
Pei Tingsong crouched in front of him, touching Fang Juexia's head like a cat, "Why are you so clever? This all makes you fool around, it's really amazing."
Obviously he praised him, but Fang Juexia listened to him with a sense of amusement, so he opened his hands and went to the bathroom to wash himself.
It really looks more and more like a cat. Pei Tingsong followed behind his and squeezed in front of him to brush his teeth with him. Fang Juexia was silent on the surface, brushing himself silently, but his heart was throbbing.
Waking up on the same bed as the person I like, and washing side by side, this kind of scene is a bit warm and unreal, as if it would only appear in a love movie.
However, Pei Tingsong was more troublesome than the protagonists in the movie, and later said that he was inconvenient with one hand, arguing for him to squeeze facial cleanser, and for a while to help him shave.
It wasn't until Fang Juexia's face seriously said to him, "You are really very childish." Pei Tingsong only stopped, and it quickly stopped, and he obediently washed his face and dried it.
Fang Juexia thought of a problem he had seen in the past-what was the experience of falling in love with a younger boy than himself?
He only glanced at the time, and he didn't know how the homepage full of mathematics would come up with such a life-like problem and just slip away.
Now think about it, he seems to be able to answer a wave anonymously.
Fang Juexia's face was white and clean, with some drops of water hanging on it, like a man made of glutinous rice, and his lips were redder after brushing his teeth, probably the result of being stimulated by mint. Pei Tingsong stared a few times, thinking that he had just heard Cheng Qiang say that his lips were too red in the bathroom, so he couldn't help teasing him again.
"My lips are really red."
He said that, Fang Juexia turned his head and glared at him. Although he didn't speak, he wrote the words "blame you" all over his face. After staring, he walked straight out of the bathroom.
Pei Tingsong couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth, went out to pull the curtains, and put Fang Juexia down on the bed, "I don't think you are studying mathematics, you are learning to change your face."
Fang Jue Xia shoved him, "What nonsense?"
"I was so good last night, saying what it is, and waking up and turning my head away, I am too miserable."
shameless. Fang Jue Xia Man's brain is full of these four words, so he pushed him harder, but he still failed to push it. He was dragged onto the bed by him. The quilt was lifted, and their bodies were covered by falling clouds. , The sun penetrates through the fabric and fiber, weaving a warm color filter.
They faced each other with their foreheads against their foreheads. Fang Juexia's heart was beating wildly, thinking what Pei Tingsong was about to do, his eyes almost closed subconsciously, but he heard him whisper, "I had a dream last night."
"Dream?" Fang Juexia looked at him.
Pei Tingsong's eyebrows were stretched, and he was obviously offensive, but his eyes were very soft. "Well. I dreamed that I would take you back to my house to meet my grandfather. He seemed to know you were coming, and he also cooked. "Pei Tingsong deflated his mouth," he cooks very difficult to eat, you know, people like him who have never eaten hard, cooking is simply a disaster. "
Fang Juexia wanted to laugh and wanted to say that you weren't too, but he thought about it, Pei Tingsong may have actually suffered a lot, but he jumped the window and drove away from home and was arrested by the young master.
"He made a plate for you that looks ... chaotic quinoa smoked salmon salad, and the Wellington steak that has never been successful, but you eat it with relish!"
There was an unbelievable expression on his face, and he followed the sentence unbelievable, frowning, and laughing again, as if describing a real event. Fang Juexia was fascinated by the sound and moved closer, almost touching the tip of his nose, "What then?"
"Then, he likes you very much, he said repeatedly," Pei Tingsong learned his grandfather's appearance, imitating the old man's accent, "You \ 'resocute. When you praise the food he made is delicious He was also very surprised. He kept saying 'really?', And it made a happy smile, and the crutches took off. "
Fang Juexia was fascinated and laughed, as if he really went to the place where Pei Tingsong grew up and saw the only family member who had accompanied him, the old man who took him to see the world, nourish and spiritually support others.
Laughing and smiling, his eyes began to sore. He heard about the death of Pei Tingsong's grandfather very early, and heard it from other populations.
So they are actually people from both worlds. He could n’t see the old man. He could n’t see that he was working in the kitchen like Pei Tingsong, and he could n’t see the expression he was eager to reap.
Only an unsatisfactory dream can be realized in the dream.
"What's wrong with you?" Pei Tingsong stared at Fang Juexia's pupil, "Crying?"
"No." Fang Juexia's eyes widened, and the eyes were covered with a layer of water, beautiful like glass beads, but he just tried to support it, not let it fall, "I don't have."
Pei Tingsong smiled. It's really strange that this person is obviously so strong, sometimes even to the extent of the heart of the stone, he will be overwhelmed by a dream.
He used to think that Fang Juexia was cold and hard, no emotion, no expression, indifferent to anything including himself, cold and stubborn, unlike a living body. But he was wrong.
Fang Juexia is not ice, he is naive, smart, and has the most gentle and romantic soul in the world. In order to persist and preserve such a soft self, he would cast such a hard layer of ice.
Pei Tingsong lifted his chin and kissed Fang Juexia's eyes, "He has told you a story, tell the story he told me."
"What story?" Fang Juexia was curious.
"He took out a collection of poems that I had seen before and showed it to you. He said it was written to a crush girl when he was young. He said he regretted not really chasing her, but secretly writing poetry himself. The poems do n’t have long legs, do n’t they run over to read to each other, and write to God? So his first love is so endless.

Fang Juexia's focus is a bit strange, "Can you show me that poem collection in the future?"
Pei Tingsong smiled and said, "This is not the point, Fang Juexia, kid."
Hearing the words of the children, Fang Juexia frowned again, but he thought that the focus of the mistake might be the difference in their way of thinking, so he sincerely asked, "What is the focus?"
"When he told me before, it was to tell me that he must be brave, and brave people can get the most precious rewards."
After talking about it, he kissed the birthmark of Jue Xia, "This little old man is right, you are my reward."
Fang Juexia only laughed and couldn't say anything more. When this time came, he seemed to have lost his ability to express and could only respond with behavior. So he hugged Pei Tingsong and stuck his body in the sultry bed.
"Now I am a little worried." Pei Tingsong hugged him and sighed.
"What are you worried about?" Fang Juexia was puzzled by the sudden change of his topic.
"My grandfather said in heaven that he was very satisfied with the reward I received, and also entrusted me with a dream." After saying that, he was a little unsure that the word he used was right, "Is it a dream."
Fang Juexia nodded, "Well." Why did he nod.
Before he could figure it out, Pei Tingsong had already continued, "But your grandfather, at first glance, is a hard-to-send master. What should I do, will he point a gun at me?"
Fang Juexia yelled for a long time, "The possibility is very low, after all, he does not have a gun."
"This is an exaggeration!" Pei Tingsong sighed again. "He must feel that this reward is a second time, wrong, he may all think that I am the punishment of God."
Fang Juexia suddenly laughed and felt very appropriate, so he hugged Pei Tingsong's neck and said, "Punish, just punish. I like punishment."
This sentence was quickly grasped by the master of text Pei Tingsong, "This is what you said, I like to play punishment play, it is very powerful."
"what……"
"Having seen the moon, can you still see the sun, brother?"
"Shut up, stop talking, shut up."
The two had been in bed for hours. Like all ordinary lovers in the world, it was very interesting even to stay in bed for the intimate closeness in exchange for inner peace. When you are hungry, you can ask the hotel ’s meal to be brought in, and watch Pei Tingsong's favorite Nordic literature while eating.
Fang Jue Xia Mingming is not a person who likes to kill time. He has been chasing time running for more than 20 years, and every minute and every second is very tense. But now he feels relaxed and falls in love with the feeling of having time to waste. As long as Pei Tingsong is by his side, even if he tells the stories of various philosophers, his romantic history, he finds it interesting.
When Pei Tingsong talked about the grievances and grievances between Schopenhauer and his mother, Fang Juexia's cell phone kept shaking, it was Ling Yi's phone. They came down from the mountain and were going to go shopping for local snacks. They wanted to call Fang Juexia together.
"go?"
Pei Tingsong stretched out and ate the last cookie, "Go."
But Pei Tingsong didn't dare to go back to his room. From Fang Juexia's suitcase, he turned over a loose milk coffee-colored long-sleeved shirt and loose black sweatpants.
Fang Jue Xia Gang changed his clothes, a black hoodie, turned around and seriously praised him, "beautiful."
"What about shoes?" Pei Tingsong stretched out his feet. "My feet are bigger than you."
Fang Juexia's eyes lit up, and he gave a fist in his left hand and hammered in the palm of his right hand. "I brought a pair of big sneakers this time. I like to wear big shoes recently."
"You deliberately, just want me to wear your clothes? The mind."
Fang Juexia put on socks ruthlessly, "You can also go out wearing hotel slippers."
They all put on hats. Fang Juexia even wears a baseball cap with a hood, and then puts on a mask, a slap face is almost covered strictly. As soon as they left the hotel, they stopped a taxi and went into the place where Ling Yi had made an appointment. It was difficult to find around the corner, and it was dark when it arrived.
This is a street that is neither long nor too wide. Both sides are full of stalls and facades. The people walking through are all speaking in local dialects, the food is steaming, and the warm lights make everything delicious.
The scene of meeting the teammates is like a black society, a society, a branch, a sub-joint, one is more tightly wrapped than the other, and it is also facing a strange code.
Lu Yuan turned his back to He Ziyan, "No. 2, No. 2, is No. 2 still there?"
He Ziyan pulled his collar, "Report that Kaleidoscope No. 4 and Kaleidoscope No. 6 have been found, over."
Pei Tingsong snapped his paw on He Ziyan's face, "What sand sculpture sketch are you doing?"
Lu Yuan immediately showed a horrified face, "There are ghosts inside, terminate the transaction."
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
Ling Yi is a foodie. He took the guide to find the most authentic food on the Internet. Although most of Fang Juexia did not eat it well, the milk tea was delicious. He drank everything he ordered, but it was delicious. .
I wanted to eat all the way, but I didn't expect to be recognized by the fans who met by chance. After all, a handsome guy has been out of the street. It is still rare, not to mention six, which is too dazzling. Fans don't dare to go up and disturb casually, and repeatedly confirm that they are sure to be them.
They didn't dare to go up and ask for autographs, only to take photos secretly. At the beginning, it was a sneak shot. After all, Pei Tingsong squatted down the street, sucking the last few pearls in the milk tea like a young man, Fang Juexia stood beside him, eating a cut piece of headphones The watermelon was spicy and turned to chat with Ling Yi who was eating roasted butter.
They stood on the opposite side of the street, across a pedestrian street, and hid behind a telephone pole. Someone was discovered by Zheng Pei Tingsong. When they raised their eyes, their eyes were fierce and they pointed them at them. At that time, he deliberately scratched his neck with a knife.
"Brother, we are wrong!"
Pei Tingsong naturally leaned on Fang Juexia's lap, "One hundred thousand, give me money."
Who knows another fan said, "God, you are cheap."
The author has something to say: Pei Ting Song Nu stood up: Whatthefuck? Can you say that again!
Fang Jue Xia Yuqi, subconsciously pulled.
Ling Yi: This butter is delicious (obsessed
Fans post their photos on Weibo:
@ 听觉 是 真: Ah ah ah I am crazy, I actually met my brothers! (It's really a chance encounter. I ran into a roadside stall. It was six at a touch!) The hearing is so handsome! Mom loves you! [video]
The comments below:
[Oh, an artist who lives in the rich area of ​​the United States blackmails poor fans online]
[Forget it, he ’s so cheap (dog head)]
[Is the beauty of the scenery serious? The watermelon was eaten by him as a fairy biting the peach]
[Ahhhh the top of the vine! Absolutely scenic! The last time he crossed the airport, it was his private server! ]
[IMHO, this hat seems to also ...]
[IMHO, these pants ...]
[This shoe ...]
[The sea is full of water, and the vine has no wardrobe. ]