The incense stick Qiao Fengtian presented by Zheng Siqi is completely reluctant to use the smell of smoked mothballs. Shouldn't it be more extravagant? When he has a yard and a dog in his seventies and eighties, and when he has nothing to do every day, he can drink tea and tease birds without worrying about it, and he can almost play with these things.
This life is 80% do not think.
Qiao Fengtian opened a sliding door cabinet in the bedroom, put the incense stick and incense sticks back into the box carefully, sorted out a few changes of clothes in the cabinet, made a square gap, and put the box in. Put it in carefully.
After closing the cabinet door, Qiao Fengtian couldn't help but raise his hand and sniff his fingertips. It's amazing, just pick up the box and touch it, the texture of the fingers is dyed with a faint aftertaste. Not as rich and bright as the incense itself, the incense poured is more euphemistic and more devious.
Qiao Fengtian lowered his head and crushed the slightly raised redness like a berry on his fingers, pursed his lips, and put his hands into the soft pockets of his coat.
The next week, the sky is clear, the spring and the sun are warm, and the apricot rain pear cloud.
Li Li came to the store early and was in a good mood, happily humming the first tune of the folk song that ran to her grandmother's house. His hands and feet were as swift as the sun coming out from the west. He adjusted the styling machine for Du Dong to soften the ends of his hair, and then ran to the door outside the door to clean up the dry hair towels that were left to dry.
Qiao Fengtian was lowering his head to help a young man push his head, glanced at Li Li, and saw that she was wearing a new red dress. A double-breasted short jacket with a half-high-neck black bottoming shirt underneath, an A-line skirt of the same color underneath, and a pair of half-high heels underfoot.
The color is quite flamboyant and airy, and it is better than the handsome and young face, and the beautiful clothes.
Qiao Fengtian raised his eyebrows, glanced at Du Dong playfully, raised his chin towards her, and said, "Have you won the Mark Six Lottery?"
Du Dong bowed his waist and covered the hair of the guest layer by layer with the styling agent, with a grin in his mouth and his eyes narrowed, "She thinks so."
"You're not right either." Qiao Fengtian stared at him.
"It's normal for Lao Tzu to die."
Qiao Fengtian turned off the clippers, pointed his hand to his chin, and glared at him, "When your kid was in the vocational high school exam, whenever you cheated with me, you would like to have a 'I'm copying it for you' on your face, don't you? Play garlic with me."
Du Dong has a big mind and is not someone who can hide things.
"Hehe." Sure enough, he couldn't help raising his brows and grinned, "Guess what."
"You two are going to talk about evidence?" Qiao Fengtian said without raising his eyelids.
Du Dong raised the corners of his mouth to the base of his ears.
The electric clipper under Qiao Fengtian couldn't help but pause, raised his face for a moment, blinked, and swept Du Dong up and down.
"Really?!"
"Let's make a registration first, no alcohol."
The barber's client also seemed to have received some news worth listening to. Both of them looked back at the tall and sturdy barber, and saw that his eyes were full of bright smiles. Li Li also pushed open the door, shaking the dry hair towel and a barcode in his arms in the crook of his arms, and flying out the small and ethereal dust in the sunlight. She raised her hand and snapped two crisp fingers at Qiao Fengtian.
"Why?" Liu Ye's brows were raised, and he glanced at Du Dong like a doting and arrogant look, and then he pouted at Qiao Fengtian, "Look at how you make a fuss, what, I'm a twenty-five-year-old girl. What's wrong with your winter melon brother?"
Qiao Fengtian laughed, "I didn't mean that." He adjusted his bangs and looked back and forth at the smiling two.
Just a little incredulous.
"You two... You two didn't mention it before, and suddenly... " Qiao Fengtian laughed.
Du Dong rubbed his head, as rough as he was also a little shy, "Just yesterday, I watched a movie with her and watched her cry. It's not okay to hold me at night and say I want—"
"Shut up grass!"
Li Li opened his mouth and scolded dirty, pulled out a brown dry hair towel and raised his hand to swipe at him. Qiao Fengtian selfishly wanted to hear what he continued to say, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand to protect him. Seeing someone backing him, Du Dong jumped back fearlessly.
"You two fools, you are not allowed to say it!"
Li Li chased around Qiao Fengtian, and Du Dong hid around Qiao Fengtian. Qiao Fengtian is like an old hen who spreads her wings and protects her cubs. She and Li Li face to face, eye to eye, and they can't hold back their white teeth as if they are naive and ridiculous.
"You run? You run again!"
Du Dong stretched out his head and looked forward, the countdown to being single, he was wicked and courageous, and squinted at her, "You dare to say that you are afraid that others will listen, right? You don't want to tell me that I just want to tell others. Do you think it's weird?"
Du Dong put one hand on Qiao Fengtian's left shoulder and hooked his apron belt with the other, pulling him around like a shield. The two haircut guests did not think that the barbers had missed their time, they both laughed hard as if they were watching a monkey show through the mirror, and one simply blew a rogue whistle.
"She, she hugged me at night and said, she wants to have a home! Ouch, it hurts!" Li Limeng grabbed the towel on Du Dong's arm, with such strength that Du Dong threw his hand in pain, "She Said she wanted to cook for me, oh yo, she wanted to go shopping with me in the supermarket, oh shit! She wanted to raise a child together, and she wanted to grow old with me."
Du Dong froze his neck as if he was waiting to die, and couldn't see it, but Qiao Fengtian could see it very clearly. Li Li's face, at this moment, is just like the warm spring season, the light crimson spread all the way from the cheekbones to the tip of the nose, slowly blooming Yaoyao peach blossoms. Even in the two pupils that are always sharp, there is a layer of shy and helpless steam.
Branches are broken in spring. For the first time, Qiao Fengtian saw Li Li pursing her lips and being silent, but she was full of a girly feeling as soft as water and a sense of happiness as sweet as sugar.
Du Dong stopped making trouble, and stopped laughing.
He stretched out an arm from behind Qiao Fengtian, held Li Li's red and slightly hot face gently, and rubbed his thumb on a small piece of smooth skin.
"okay."
Du Dong leaned forward, Qiao Fengtianba had to make the 20-watt human-shaped light bulb, and took a step back to make room for the two of them.
Du Dong has a broad back, always giving people the uprightness and safety to support the world. Li Li is like a willow, and at first glance, he lowered his head slightly and leaned on Du Dong's chest, like a white sail, and leisurely sailed into the sheltered harbor where he could live for a long time at the end of the day.
"Don't be shy." Du Dong smiled softly, not knowing whether he was laughing at her or at himself.
Holding the back of her head, he turned around and looked helplessly at the guest, and then at Qiao Fengtian, who was reclining on the barber chair, "Isn't the skin thicker than the earth's crust, why are you still quiet if you want to be my wife? ?"
"... If you don't hit you for three days, you will go to the house to uncover the tiles." Li Li stared at him.
"Yes, yes, let's go back to kneel on the main board or kneel on the durian, it's up to you."
Li Li punched him in the chest, Du Dong pretended to be in pain, pursed his lips and frowned. Seeing that the other party didn't answer, he raised his mouth and smiled brightly.
Qiao Fengtian couldn't help but feel a little stunned, suddenly realizing that Du Dong, who used to be so depressed and passive, was also so full of vitality and splendid moment that he wanted to shine into the sun.
Li Li is not a good girl in the traditional sense. Philistine, shrewd, quick-hearted, delicious and lazy, strictly speaking, they are actually involved in everything. The sudden intersection between him and Du Dong was beyond Qiao Fengtian's expectations.
"What do you like about her?" I didn't know what to do with her, and I once asked this in private. Thinking about it now, it seems like a lot of talk.
Du Dong was also like this, with a gentle look in his eyes, and scratched his neck.
"I don't know... Anyway, I like her! If I like her, I always talk and talk non-stop. If I like her, I choose good food to eat. I like her... I like her laughing loudly, and I like her always. She is healthy and jumping, no disease or disaster." Then she picked her finger again, and continued to speak embarrassedly, "I like her good-looking."
Qiao Fengtian likes human experience, zero and empty. The good feelings of youth and ignorance are cloudy, chaotic, upside-down, and indistinguishable from the root and the fruit. At this moment, he still can't fully understand why he likes a person, why he will smile as a cuteness that can be appreciated.
Or what kind of strong love can it be to shove people from the rainy season into the gorgeous sea of flowers. It can make people who have been alone in their entire youth, move the mind of meeting one person, and walking hand in hand with one person to finish Miao Miao's life.
But in any case, Qiao Fengtian envied Du Dong.
Du Dong has experienced a lot, and he has lost a lot. For some, he firmly grasps. He neither turns nor hesitates, and thinks things are always present and open. Qiao Fengtian admired his love for whoever the most, and envied him for grasping everything he could.
Qiao Fengtian applied the final fixative for the guests, and glanced sideways at Du Dong, deliberately wanting to spoil the atmosphere of the two of them.
"I've washed my hands and become a husband, don't you think about getting a hair transplant? When your mother-in-law shows up, the relatives will be Li Li to get someone back from the Shaolin Temple."
"Hey!" Du Dong hugged Li Li, who was giggling, and laughed angrily, "Your uncle has done more damage than anyone else!"
Qiao Fengtian stood on tiptoe to adjust the perm, "If you're sincere, I won't let you down."
Du Dong bowed his hands, "You really care about people."
Qiao Fengtian said with a smile, "You are polite to me."
The marriage certificates that Du Dong and Li Li later received were two small, not as big as a palm. Li Li is beautiful and Du Dong is evil, but smiling side by side is really harmonious. There are only two volumes, printed on husband and wife, legal partners, and lovers who wish to be together forever.
Qiao Fengtian rubbed the three words on the cover of Yanhong with his finger, stared at it deeply for a while, and was stunned for a long time. Finally, he took out his mobile phone, snapped a photo, and rarely posted a circle of friends without a word.
He was the first to like and comment.
"My lord, I'm almost there too."
Qiao Fengtian checked the news in the evening and stared at the six words, but he didn't understand the meaning of He Qian for a while.