swimming fish

The clouds in the distant sky are accompanied by the snow on the top of Cangshan Mountain, and the vines on the flower stand of the windshed nearby are entangled with the roof garden and spread throughout the garden.

The flower stand was carefully arranged behind the small garden gate. It faced the artificially separated world, with bookshelves and CD racks on the left and right, and a few wooden boards laid out in the middle.A piece of tie-dyed cloth was covered on the wooden board, and a few pillows were placed randomly, which made Ji Anhe see that it should be a couch.

Ji Anhe's eyes walked around the rose petals on the couch on the shelf, and he frowned in disbelief, but his eyes were attracted by a book hidden under the rose petals on the low shelf .

He walked around the edge of the couch and walked to the small bookshelf.He lowered his head and raised his hands to pick up the flowers, picked up the petals one by one into his palm, and then the book under the petals appeared in front of his eyes.

It is an English original book.

Ji Anhe opened this book with yellowed footers due to frequent flipping, glanced at it, and then looked away. Obviously, is there anything that surprised him more than the original book?

He looked back at the innkeeper who was squatting on the open space and setting up a grill.Ji Anhe never thought that Song Yu would be the kind of person who often reads the original English novel.With his own doubts in his eyes, he looked at Song Yu again.

Song Yu squatted on the open space on the left hand side of the door, set up a grill, set up firewood, and looked in the direction of the gaze from the windshield. Before the gaze met, the person standing under the shed avoided it first. look away.

Song Yu's eyes followed and fell on the rose petals exposed between Ji Anhe's fingers, and he suddenly raised his voice, "Hey!"

"Huh?" Ji Anhe was a little cautious because he was caught staring at Song Yu.

"Mr. Ji, is this trying to steal back the tea money you deposited with me?"

Ji Anhe looked down at the petals he had just picked up in his palm. He didn't know why the petals suddenly became hot. He pursed his lips tightly and hurriedly put the petals back in place.

Seeing that Ji Anhe not only took his words seriously, but also rarely saw other expressions on Ji Anhe's face, like a rabbit whose tail was stepped on, Song Yu grinned unconsciously when he thought of this.

Song Yu's smile was different from what Ji Anhe had seen in the past 30 years. His eyes were as curved as crescent moons, and he was inexplicably more friendly.

With Song Yu's smile like this, Ji Anhe's eyes that he wanted to look at in despair were as if they had crashed into the cotton, which made him unconsciously infected, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

In an instant, Song Yu seemed to be dazzled by something, and he was stunned.

"you……"

"what?"

"Your brother is not very nice." Song Yu clicked his tongue and whispered softly, "He never told me that you look so good-looking when you smile."

"He...shouldn't have seen much."

Just as Ji Anhe's voice fell into the wind and reached under the flower stand, before reaching Song Yu's ears, he was interrupted by the sound of footsteps outside the door.

Ji Anhe immediately coughed twice, and hastily suppressed his smile.

"Why is this monkey gone when it's time to work?" Mrs. Liang arrived before he could hear.

Song Yu looked away and looked back at his grill.

"Ji... Mr. Ji." As soon as Liang Hao stepped into the roof garden, he saw Ji Anhe, who was pretending to be leisurely in the windshield, and Ji Anhe was still holding a petal in his hand. She hurriedly put the fish in her hand Put the small bamboo basket by the door, and ran to the windshed, shouting, "Ah, my flowers."

Ji Anhe quickly stepped back to make room for her.

"No, no," Liang Hao asked while taking the basket to collect petals, "Is it blocking you?"

"Liang Hao." Song Yu who was automatically ignored by Liang Hao interrupted.

"Hey, boss!"

"If you still want to take that flower in the bath, don't touch it with your fishy hands." Song Yu reminded.

"Ah! I'm going to wash my hands! Immediately." Liang Hao picked up the flowers and quickly retracted his hands.

"Then let me do it. Are we all going to put it away?" Ji Anhe looked at Liang Hao who was at a loss and asked.

"Can you?" Liang looked at Ji Anhe embarrassedly, and after Ji Anhe nodded, he resolutely entrusted the basket to Ji Anhe.

"Thank you, Mr. Ji. You put it away first, and I'll be back after I wash my hands." After finishing speaking, Liang Hao hurriedly went downstairs to wash his hands.

Song Yu turned around and put the small basket of fish that Liang Hao sent up on the open space in front of him to process, while doing it, he glanced at Ji Anhe who was harvesting the flowers, his eyes were more gentle, like spring in his eyes.

"Why are you so kind?"

"Cannibalism has a short mouth." Ji Anhe said concisely.

Ji Anhe lowered his head intently and held the petals into the basket Liang Hao handed him.After Song Yu smiled lightly, he lowered his head and concentrated on doing things.Only after Ji Anhe finished gathering the flowers did he spare time.

The smell of grilled fish was also brought over by the breeze at this time, Ji Anhe sniffed it, and turned his gaze back to Song Yu.

Beside the fire, which was sprawling with the wind, was the person who looked down at the food on the shelf seriously, his brows and eyes were not sharp, and when he smiled, he was much gentler.

The shoulder-length hair that impressed people at first glance was blown away by the breeze.The man freed his hand, and pinned the lock of hair that blocked his eyes behind his ears.

The corner of the mouth of the person in front of the bookshelf of the windshed unknowingly curled up.

The breeze blew over the green vines and vines on the flower stand, blowing away the boredom that had enveloped Ji Anhe's heart at first.

Instead, it lingered under the windshield, picking up a petal or two of roses in the bamboo basket, and stirring up Ji Anhe's unknown feelings.

Ji Anhe thought, if one day he really stays here and never goes back, stays with a man like this...

It seems not impossible.

But in an instant, he pursed his lips and gave up the idea.

Because the man raised the grilled fish in his hand and asked, "What will Mr. Ji pay for this time?"

Ji Anhe squinted his eyes, and raised his chin at the particularly embarrassing person in front of him: "What does Boss Song want?"

"What do I want, what will Mr. Ji give?"

"Equivalent exchange." Ji An and Chong Songyu walked over, "If Boss Song wants me to pick a star to exchange for a piece of grilled fish, then I will be at a loss."

Song Yu deliberately lowered his head and sighed: "Oh, it seems that I should not be able to get it. I have to give this fish away for nothing."

"Then...thank you, Boss Song?"

"Mr. Ji is too polite." Song Yu handed over the grilled fish bamboo skewer in his hand, "Here, try it. Hurry up before they come up."

Ji Anhe took the fish that was grilled yellow on both sides, and ate it gracefully, and Song Yu's movements slowed down.It wasn't until Liang Hao came up with the monkey that the picture suddenly returned to normal. Not to mention a bunch of fish in hand, the fish was still grilling on the rack.

Later, Song Yu found a bottle of wine he had hidden under the bookshelf to share. Liang Hao couldn’t drink much, and after drinking two or three glasses, he didn’t know what to do with the boss, and the monkey said to raise his glass to help Song Yu liquor.

After all this tossing, Liang Hao muddled the monkey down with half a bottle of wine, and Song Yu and Ji Anhe worked together to put the two of them on the couch in the shed.

Ji Anhe clapped his hands and looked at Song Yu, whose eyes were slightly drunk.

Song Yu was also drunk a lot by Liang Hao at that time, but he should be able to drink quite well, so he was still sober.

"Are you going back to rest for a while too? Let's talk about it when you wake up at night?" Song Yu said.

"Well," Ji Anhe nodded and walked towards the door. After taking two steps, he suddenly turned around, "Hey."

"Huh?" Song Yu raised his eyebrows and looked over after sitting down.

"What did you just want?"

Song Yu picked up the petals in the bamboo basket, licked his canine teeth, and said with a sly smile, "I want someone."

Ji Anhe gave him a contemptuous look: "Boss Song is also drunk."

"Yes."

drunk.

Song Yu rubbed the petals with his fingertips until the figure disappeared behind the door.

He lowered his head and blew away the petals in his hands, and murmured softly: "You should be more drunk."