swimming fish

"Good Liang, I put the flowers on the swing, remember to go to Sister's place after you finish."

"Understood, goodbye, boss." Liang Hao hurried down from the second floor, still braiding two small braids around his neck.

She tied the pigtails with rubber bands, and then went to get flower branches from the swing behind the flower stand in the courtyard, and then took off the old branches at the door of each guest room step by step, and inserted new ones.

When she finished finishing each layer and went up to the third floor, she saw that the door at the end where she was going to the other flowers was open, so she walked over slowly and greeted the people in the room.

Ji Anhe was holding up his mobile phone, as if he was videoing someone, when he heard footsteps, he nodded with Liang Hao, and waited for Liang Hao to put down the new branch, and then interrupted the person in the video when his footsteps were far away, walked to the door, and put the flower branch Take it in.

The person in the video watched this scene and asked, "Brother, do you like flowers?"

Ji Anhe looked at the new branches in his hand, and replied with a smile: "I like the flowers here. By the way, Mom..."

"Ah! Mom told me to call you to tell you not to catch a cold."

"Huh?" Ji Anhe listened with doubts, after all, his fucking attitude was not so pleasant in the last video.

"Probably I'm really angry. I was still saying yesterday that you'd better not let her see it, so as not to worry about losing weight." As he said that, Ji Tong laughed over there, "I said that Mom is a knife mouth .”

Ji Anhe pinned the flower branch to the window's keyhole, the smile on his lips grew even wider, and his voice was much gentler: "Got it."

"Brother, are you in a good mood today?" Ji Tong looked at Ji Anhe's expression in the video, a look he rarely saw, as gentle as a new wind gradually dyeing spring flowers.

"Ok, what's wrong?"

"Looking at your expression, you seem to have met some happy event."

Hearing what Ji Tong said, Ji Anhe realized that he was in an inexplicably good mood today: "There is no happy event, but I have to go out today."

"Go out to play?"

"No, go and listen to other people singing at night."

"Is it Brother Song? He sings very well. Have you ever heard him sing?"

"Yeah." Ji Anhe's gaze became softer, thinking of the gaze he met in Youyu that day when he heard the phrase "living here for a while".

That person seemed to be living beside him for a while.

"Okay, let's talk about you, haven't you sent me your tripartite agreement yet?" Ji Anhe changed the subject after recovering.

"No need for now. I applied to a foreign school. I didn't know when the offer would come out, so I didn't tell you and Mom." Ji Tong's voice gradually faded away, probably because he felt dissatisfied with his self-assessment. Sorry.

"Well. Why did you tell me again now?" Ji Anhe looked at the people in the video, thinking that his mother was afraid that his little son would suffer, and planned to let him take his younger brother with him for a while. , and let it out again.

Now Ji Tong told him, probably because he was afraid that his mother would be angry.

Ji Anhe smiled helplessly, and encouraged him: "If you think about it, go. There's nothing wrong with going out to meet people. But it's not as good as it is said outside. If you are tired, tired, or homesick, I will But I can't help you. Mother's place, let me talk to her when I go back. If she is angry, you can go to live with me for a few days. "

"Thank you brother!" Ji Tong nodded and looked up at Ji Anhe gratefully. He probably didn't expect his brother to be so talkative today, so he boldly asked, "Brother, have you noticed that you have changed?"

"Huh? What changed?" Ji Anhe pursed his lips and asked.

"I can't describe it, but it has changed anyway. Of course, it would be great if you could give me some pocket money. I want to go to Hong Kong while I don't have classes now."

"To see your girlfriend?" Ji Anhe only listened to Ji Tong's words. After all, he and Ji Tong are more than ten years apart. Maybe Ji Tong only saw his side before, so he thought he was changed.

He looked down at his watch, tapped his fingers on the table, deliberately hung Jitong up, and said, "Okay, I'll call you later."

Ji Anhe listened to Ji Tong tease a few more words before hanging up the video.

When it was getting dark, Ji An gathered up his coat and was about to go out when he heard footsteps stop next door. When he took the key and went out, he saw the door next door opened at the same time.

"What a coincidence." Song Yu said looking at the people outside the door.

When Ji Anhe watched him walk out with his guitar on his back, he asked, "Boss Song is still here?"

Song Yu always went to Youyu to help out very early on weekends, and it was no wonder Ji Anhe was surprised. He turned around and closed the door, and said, "Come back and get the guitar."

Song Yu put the key into the trouser pocket of his jeans, turned around and asked, "Mr. Ji, do you want to go together?"

"En." Ji Anhe nodded and followed.

The two walked around a street, Ji Anhe looked at the increasingly unfamiliar roads around him, he couldn't help frowning, at first he thought it was Song Yu who took him to take a shortcut, so he didn't ask any more questions.

But after going to a place called Foreigner's Street and having dinner, Song Yu took him back to Renmin Road, even if Ji Anhe believed Song Yu again, he had to come to a conclusion.

"Aren't we going to fish?"

Song Yu said, "No."

Ji Anhe asked, "Then where are you going?"

"A new place," Song Yu stopped, pointed him to a noisy bar in front of him, and introduced, "This badmonkey, I heard it's a British shop, I like it except Youyu. The place."

Ji Anhe raised his eyebrows, noncommittal, but Song Yu knew that if he went in, Ji Anhe would follow, so he led the way first.

Bad Monkey's bar was not quite the same as You Yu, or in other words, it was not the same as most bars in Dali Ancient City, but it was similar to the bars in the cities Ji Anhe was in before, noisy and noisy.

The band specially invited by the owner of the bar played heartily on the stage, and the colorful light shrouded the surroundings of the stage, giving off a somewhat bizarre meaning.The young people around gathered together and laughed excitedly.

This hustle and bustle buried in the tranquility of the ancient city, when the night comes, the wood... the wood... the whole... the order... only shows a corner of its charm.

The graceful waitress at the door led Song Yu and Ji Anhe to the card seats by the stage. Song Yu's hand was twirling on the rim of the glass of self-brewed beer brought by the waiter. In the hustle and bustle, approach Ji An and Dao.

"Take me..." He stopped and rephrased and joked, "My friend came here, as if avoiding the eyes of the parents," he teased word by word, "Stealing love?"

Ji Anhe was still chewing on Song Yu's last two words when he saw Song Yu pushing the cup over: "The only bad thing is that there is no fish kiss here for you to taste."

Ji Anhe put the glass of self-brewed beer by his hand, then retracted his hand, looked at Song Yu's guitar that was by his hand when he sat down just now, and said, "It's okay. Then your guitar, isn't it a waste? "

"No." Song Yu replied. He listened to the band's song coming to an end before getting up and saying, "Wait for me."

Ji Anhe folded his hands and watched Song Yu leave the booth and walked to a foreigner standing by the stage.The foreigner looked very kind, Song Yu tied up his half-length hair, laughed and chatted with the foreigner for a while, and then walked back.

The boss got on the stage and chatted with the lead singer of the band for a while, and made a gesture to Song Yu. After that, Song Yu went straight back to the booth where Ji Anhe was sitting. He raised half his eyebrows.

"I can only sing this song, Mr. Ji, don't let your mind wander."

Ji Anhe nodded with a smile, and said solemnly, "I will listen carefully."

The author says:

I read the comments before that some girls are from Dali. I should also know that the bar of Bad Monkey is real, but Song Yu and Ji Anhe are paper people, so I hope that if the girls have the opportunity to travel in the future and want to check in, they will still be there. Be sensible. Of course, if you don’t check in, just pretend I didn’t say anything. By the way, some drinks are not cheap. Just enjoy yourself while traveling.