It was after five o'clock in the morning the next day, and Shi Feixia couldn't fall asleep as if he was thinking about something. After tossing and turning for nearly an hour, he finally couldn't help sitting up and quietly turned on the small bedside lamp.
The room in black and white tones revealed a hint of warmth under the dim light.
He pulled up the quilt and dawdled against the bedside.
Isfiel was sleeping on his back. His long eyelashes covered his lower eyelids, and his expression was innocent and soft.
Feisha Feixia discovered for the first time that Isfiel could have such a cute and innocent side.
The long eyelashes suddenly lifted upward, and the dark eyes first looked at the ceiling, and then slowly turned to his direction with the swing of the head.
Shi Feixia was lying on the edge of the bed, resting his chin on the back of his hand, and said with a smile, "Good morning."
Isfiel looked up at the time on the wall clock, then turned back, closed his eyes and continued to sleep.
"Don't sleep, let's chat." Shi Feixia put his upper body on the bed.
Isfiel didn't move.
"Why don't we talk about Ni Jiuhui?" Shi Feixia's body moved forward. "Or the history of hell." Speaking of which, it would be nice to have a history lesson to help you sleep.
Isfiel still ignored him.
Shi Feixia decided to resort to the last resort. He took a deep breath and suddenly sang, "A girl from Alishan..."
Isfiel suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged him onto the bed.
…
Feisha Feixia's heart was beating wildly for more than 300 times before he gradually realized what had happened - his face was pressed against his strong and broad shoulders, and as far as his eyes could see, his chest was rising and falling. Isfiel's hand was still on his back, and the temperature of his palm was passing through his pajamas.
"Uh." He secretly raised his head, looked at the perfect profile face, and whispered, "I can't sleep."
Isfiel raised his left index finger with his eyes closed, lightly.
The lights went out suddenly.
The room returned to darkness.
I don't know if Isfiel's embrace was too warm, or if the shock just now made him feel tired, and the sleepiness that had been missing for more than an hour finally hit his eyelids. Feixia adjusted to a comfortable position and fell asleep again.
Three hours have passed since I slept.
If it wasn't for the rush of the doorbell, Feixia would probably still be able to fall asleep.
He opened his eyes, the room was still dark, the echo of the doorbell remained in the dream, and the surroundings were quiet.
"Just now, did someone knock on the door?" he murmured.
"Yeah." Isfiel answered lightly above his head.
"What about people?"
"Outside the door."
"Why is there no sound?" Could it be that Isfiel was also getting up, so he was so angry that he silenced those outside? But there are so many people on Noah's Ark, who is so unlucky
"I blocked the sound with the barrier," he said, and the doorbell rang frantically again.
Feixia said, "Let's continue to block."
Isfiel is very kind.
The room returned to the quiet world of two people.
Feisha moved his head slightly, as if confirming that the one under his head was indeed Isfiel's arm.
Isfiel also moved.
Feixia felt a long strand of hair swept across his forehead, as soft as a peach blossom petal that fell in spring. He swallowed nervously, breaking the silence and said, "I don't know who is ringing the doorbell?" As soon as the words came out, he regretted that he wanted to swallow all the air he had just touched.
"Layton." Isfiel gave the answer directly.
Shi Feixia was stunned for a while, and his curiosity temporarily suppressed his regret, "What is he here for? Is there another guest coming to the hotel?"
Small's style is much more rambunctious than Dia's. In the past, when a guest made a reservation, Dia would hold a meeting in advance to give a general notice of who the guest was, what background they had, and what requirements they had. But Small is all about self-service. Welcome the guests into the hotel, arrange the room, and the rest is left to fend for itself until they leave.
In the darkness, Isfiel was silent for a while before he said, "What about your waking up spirit?"
Shi Feixia was stunned, and said, "If you get enough sleep, there will be no more."
Isfiel silently took note.
"Uh, do we want to go out and ask what happened? It's not good if the anti-nine will come to the door again." The last terrorist attack made him still have a shadow in his heart.
Isfiel said: "It's not against the Jiuhui."
Feixia didn't ask how he knew. Since the last time he saw his surveillance and the means of pulling the building, he has no curiosity or doubt about his ability.
"Let him go then." He struggled left and right in the arms of curiosity and Isfiel for a long time, and finally decided to choose the embrace.
pat.
Lights on.
No sooner had he made a difficult decision than Isfiel was ready to get up.
Shi Feixia raised his head reluctantly and asked him to pull out his arms, "Wake up so early?"
"Yeah." Isfiel stood up and walked towards the bathroom.
Shi Feixia suddenly straightened up, threw himself at the end of the bed, and said in the direction of the bathroom, "I've been sleeping on the floor recently and my back is sore."
Isfiel walked into the bathroom.
"That..." Not being able to see anyone made it easier for him to speak. "Anyway, your bed is so big that you can't sleep all by yourself. Can you give me a little bit of it? A little bit is fine. I recently lost weight. It was very successful." He waited, afraid that Isfiel would think that he was going to push him back to his room, and hurriedly continued, "If you can't, forget it, hehe, I don't force it. After all, compared to The bed in my original room, the floor here is much safer, at least it won't die inexplicably."
The bathroom sounded.
Feixia was lying on the bed in frustration.
There are so many sins in hell, why is Isfiel so indifferent
Lust, anger, greed, laziness...
These don't seem too good.
Like lust—
In his mind, the image of Isfiel sitting in a nightclub, hooking up with young ladies and moms-san.
"Uh… "
And let's say anger-
As soon as the picture changed, it turned into Isfiel angrily kicking over the table and beating his wife all over the place.
"Cough..."
Another example is greed—
The wife is gone. In front of Isfiel was an endless pile of gold and silver. He was sitting on it excitedly weighing it on the scales.
"… "
Feisha reluctantly surrendered. In contrast, indifference is actually a relatively minor crime.
The sound of water stopped.
After a while, Isfiel came out.
Feixia bit the quilt and looked at him pitifully.
Isfiel stared at him for a while, and said lightly, "Don't get out of bed."
…
"Yes, sir!" Feixia suddenly stood up from the bed and saluted.
"Don't jump on the bed."
Shi Feixia quickly returned to his original position, smiling flatteringly.
Isfiel reached out and opened the door.
Layton fell in and looked around sleepily, "Why are you guys in my room?"
Feixia laughed and said, "Because you owe me eight million gold coins, you mortgaged your room to me."
"Oh. Then I'll go to sleep next door." Anyway, Noah's Ark has few things, just a lot of rooms. Layton got up and only took two steps towards the outside. He suddenly woke up, turned his head and said, "Ah, did you open the door?"
"No. We didn't open the door." After Feixia finished speaking seriously, he suddenly grinned, "We're here to make you happy!"
Layton said: "I'm not kidding you, something big happened!"
"What's the matter?" When he heard the big event, Shi Feixia came to his senses.
"His Royal Highness Prince Locketini is looking for you everywhere."
"..." Shi Feixia's spirit was suddenly sluggish, and he lay on the bed without moving, and said lazily, "Tell him that I accidentally fell asleep last night. Let him not think about me, let me go in peace."
Layton looked at Isfiel in embarrassment.
Isfiel glanced at Feisha.
Feixia pretended to be pitiful and said, "Can't you?"
Isfiel said, "Why are you afraid to see him?"
"I'm afraid of seeing him?" Shi Feixia quickly got up, akimbo sneered, "Haha, have you ever seen a mouse that is afraid of cats?"
Isfiel, Layton: "..."
Shi Feixia said with a dry smile, "You're wrong, try again. Haha, have you ever seen a cat that is afraid of mice?"
Layton said: "If His Royal Highness Locketini is a mouse, it is also a mouse with high magic power."
…
Shi Feixia remembered the flaming flames in his palms, shrank his head, and obediently went into the bathroom to wash up.
Since Locketini left last night, Feixia specially found a bunch of flowers from the warehouse to ease the atmosphere.
When he walked to the floor where Locketini was and saw the back that smelled of gunpowder, he felt that this bunch of flowers was quite necessary.
Locketini suddenly turned around, and when his eyes came into contact with him, the invisible flames on his body instantly strung up five or six meters high!
Shi Feixia's throat was dry and he couldn't help swallowing his saliva. He walked forward with a smile and said, "I wonder if Your Highness slept well last night? These are the flowers I picked especially for you this morning. The so-called beauty matches a hero, and flowers match a prince. , this kind of flower is the most suitable for a prince with a distinguished status like you. Haha." He handed the flower over and begged silently with his eyes: For the sake of the flower, let's just write off yesterday's affairs.
Locketini glanced at the dizziness and said coldly, "Do you know what kind of flower this is?"
"Uh," Because time was in a hurry, Shi Feixia just rushed into the warehouse and picked a bunch of them, not to mention the name, even the shape was only now clear. "I don't know the name of the flower. I just saw that the shape of this flower is so commensurate with you, so I couldn't help picking it and giving it to you."
"It's called Fan Jun."
"Haha, the pink gentleman is indeed a good name." This time I was lucky. Feixia thought happily.
"Do you know what its flower language is?"
Why does everyone like to ask about the language of flowers? Feisha Feixia remembered the story of the Black Rose last time, and decided to keep silent this time.
"It's flower language is - relationship without love, hope to break up. It's called the flower of breakup."
Feixia's apology turned into a wry smile. When people are unlucky, they will get stuck between their teeth when they drink water.
Locktini gritted his teeth and said, "Very good. I'll give you tangerine orchid, and I'll give me Fanjun..."
"Actually, this is a misunderstanding." Feixia hurriedly put out the fire before he turned the invisible flame into a real flame, "The language of flowers is all imagined by people, and has nothing to do with the flower itself. Look at this fan, bloom. How beautiful and splendid it is. To say that it is the flower of a breakup is too reckless. I think it should be the prince of flowers, both noble, elegant and gentle. I just think its shape matches your temperament and identity. , that's why I gave it to you, Your Highness." At the end, he considered whether to stare at a brighter place and squeeze a tear or two to win sympathy.
"Prince of Flowers?" Locketini stretched out his hand and took the flower from him.
Feixia let out a quiet breath.
A cold light suddenly flashed in Locketini's eyes, "Where did you go last night?"
"Huh?" Shi Feixia raised his head in astonishment.
Locketini turned his face away uncomfortably, "I can't sleep at night, but you're not in the room."
"Uh..." Although the matter of living together with Isfiel is a well-known secret of Noah's Ark, there is really no need to spread it to the Elf world. Shi Feixia said perfunctorily, "I just went out to hang out."
"Lie." Locketini's face suddenly darkened.