After the dinner party, the students who finally relaxed and cheered and went to the bar in Clarke Quay to celebrate.
Ye Fei was probably hit by her own crow's mouth. He really had some signs of a cold. He was dizzy and sneezed a few times. And she was in a downturn, and she didn't want to play a silent and melancholic alien among the laughter and laughter. I just had an excuse to say that I was not feeling well and I didn't want to go anywhere, so I stayed in the hotel to rest. The roommate thoughtfully said: "Then I'll go out with them, so you can rest early instead of waiting for me."
Ye Fei took a cold shower, wrapped in the hotel’s white and soft bathrobes, and turned on the TV. The documentary channel was broadcasting a tropical coral sea program. Ye Fei looked at the gorgeous underwater world and colorful fishes, and only felt his chest. Tart and sweet. She found Chen Jiajun's plaid shirt and hugged it in her arms, feeling very wronged in her heart, and tears would fall. The distance between him and him has been shortened from thousands of kilometers to two countries not far apart. It only takes more than an hour by plane to meet him, so what is the difference from when he was in Beijing? I want to rush to the airport now and buy a plane ticket to him, but he has already said that this time will be very busy. If I go there rashly, will it look too sticky
Ye Fei doesn't eat much at night, and her stomach is a little empty. Although I couldn't see Chen Jiajun this time, she still bought his favorite snacks. She took out a pack of pecans and took out two small bags. In the tropical hot flash air, she felt damp and stuffy without turning on the air conditioner. She turned on the air conditioner and was blown uncomfortably by the cold wind, making her feel uncomfortable. Ye Fei leaned on the head of the bed, turned on the large air conditioner, and wrapped herself in a quilt, still shivering.
Halfway through the documentary, Ye Fei fell asleep and heard the sound of knocking on the door. Opening his eyes, the TV has entered the next historical channel. Ye Fei thought that his roommate was back, and glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside. It was not yet eleven o'clock. Thinking again, she should have brought her room card, so she struggled to sit up, and heard the door beep twice.
"Who?" she asked.
The other party did not answer. Ye Fei tidyed up her bathrobe, walked to the door, changed her English and asked again.
Still no one answered.
She bolted the safety chain on the door and opened a seam. There was no one in the narrow space in front of me. She shivered, and was about to close the door. A hand came out from the wall, clenched a fist, and stopped in front of her.
Ye Fei froze for a moment, the other party's fingers flicked away, and a string of blue and green bracelets hung down, shaking under the bright yellow corridor lights, reflecting the light transparently. "Jia Jun!" Ye Fei was pleasantly surprised, and pushed the door hard, forgetting that the metal chain was still bolted on it, and he slammed into the door sullenly.
The people outside smiled softly, she ignored her arm, quickly brought the door back, and unlocked the chain.
The people outside the door couldn't wait. Hearing the sound of her unlocking, he pulled the door open almost at the same time as her. Before he could see the face of the person in the door, a white shadow plunged into his arms.
"I have a blocked nose." Ye Fei whispered, her voice harsh.
"Yeah, have you caught a cold?" His hand lifted her forehead and touched her forehead.
"Didn't you say that it's not coming?"
"I remember you had two days free, so I rushed over." Chen Jiajun handed over the bracelet, "Didn't I say, I want to return this to you?"
"Why don't you tell me in advance?"
"I'm afraid that I won't be able to leave, letting you down."
"When you can't tell me, don't you think I'm disappointed enough?" Ye Fei stood on tiptoe and bit on his lips like punishment.
Chen Jiajun squinted at her and kissed her. Ye Fei, whose nose was blocked, quickly twisted his body and surrendered, panting on his arm. Her bathrobe was loosened, revealing a large area of wheat-colored skin under the neck, and the round and undulating looming under the neckline was a different kind of delicate whiteness. Chen Jiajun smiled and looked down at her.
Ye Fei noticed the look in his eyes, and quickly tightened his neckline: "No way here, my roommate will be back in a while."
Chen Jiajun laughed at her: "What do you think I am going to do?"
"What you want to do, you know best." Ye Fei stood on tiptoe and pressed close to his body. As she expected, she giggled and said, "You can't cheat if you want to cheat."
Chen Jiajun hugged her horizontally, walked into the room, and threw her on the bed with the quilt opened.
"Hey, really can't be here!" Ye Fei pushed his shoulder.
Chen Jiajun didn't stop with his hands, like unwrapping a gift, untied the bow knot around the waist of the bathrobe. With his hands, the body that he thought about day and night appeared unobstructed in front of his eyes, which was more moving than he remembered.
Ye Fei smiled angrily: "Are you here to take off my clothes?"
Chen Jiajun nodded and threw on her, covering her under her body. She used hotel shampoo, but between her breath, there was still a familiar smell of her, faint, very good. He just met with the owner in the afternoon, and the conversation was not very smooth, and he rushed over overnight before he could think about the countermeasures. The moment I saw her, I just felt that it was worth it to run around anyway, and the annoying things were not important, so they could be forgotten for the time being.
Chen Jiajun half propped up his body, lowered his head, and lightly pecked Ye Fei's lips, feeling the soft touch with his heart. This smell, this feeling, is right. It was the she he wanted.
After kissing for a while, he buried his head on Ye Fei's shoulder, took a deep breath, and forced himself to concentrate. Ye Fei didn't dare to tease him, and lay quietly. After a while, he couldn't help laughing: "Let's go quickly. You will be suffocated in a while."
Chen Jiajun got up, ignored her, pulled two bathrobes indiscriminately, covering her body: "You change your clothes and I will wash my face."
Ye Fei held his front and stretched out his bare legs from under the bathrobe: "Do you want to see me changing clothes?" He sullenly did not look at her, walked into the bathroom, and splashed cold water on his cheeks.
Ye Fei quickly changed her clothes and was overwhelmed with joy: "Let you tease me as soon as you come." She quickly stuffed her personal belongings into the box, and the lid couldn't close, so she pressed hard.
Chen Jiajun came out with water drops on his hair. Ye Fei stretched out her hand and brushed, and the corners of her mouth curled up: "Let's go." She left a note to her roommate, saying that she had contacted the local classmates and would not be back in these two days.
Chen Jiajun took Ye Fei's suitcase, helped her carry a small floral schoolbag, and called for a taxi when she went out and spoke an English to the Indian driver. Not long after the car drove, it came to an elegant and glorious colonial building, in the dark blue night, covered with a layer of golden light.
"What attraction is this?" Ye Fei asked.
"Hotel." Chen Jiajun smiled.
She looked up, and sure enough, there was a row of English words written on it.
"Have you heard of'Singapore Sling' (a cocktail)?" Chen Jiajun asked, standing side by side with Ye Fei outside the hotel.
She nodded.
"It was invented here."
Ye Fei laughed at him: "Cuba Libre, Singapore Sling, you know all about wine."
Chen Jiajun is also not polite: "Is there anything I don't know?"
The white hall is magnificent, and the guest rooms also reveal the elegance of time. The floor-to-ceiling curtains are complicated and heavy, the dark teak floor reveals a secluded luster, and the old-fashioned ceiling fans slowly rotate on the roof. Ye Fei exclaimed in his heart. When the waiter left the house, he turned to Chen Jiajun and exclaimed: "Boss Chen, don't use such a big deal!"
"dislike?"
"Of course I like it." Ye Fei touched the quaint wooden furniture. "You don't need to guess, you know that the room rate is not cheap, it's really expensive."
"If you don't come, I have to visit you." Chen Jiajun took her in his arms, "Reward you and save a lot of money for air tickets."
Ye Fei was moved in his heart and wanted to kiss him. With an itchy nose, he hurriedly broke free from his arms, turning back and sneezed hard.
"Bless you." Chen Jiajun smiled.
"I'm fine." Ye Fei turned around before he could say anything, and sneezed again. She ran into the bathroom to blow her nose, and pulled one tissue after another.
"Still uncomfortable?"
"Well, I have a headache. It is possible that I didn't rest well before I came. The air-conditioning in the meeting place was too high for the past two days, and it was a bit cold."
Chen Jiajun said, "Then I will turn off the air conditioner."
"Don't, it's too boring when it's closed."
He smiled at Ye Fei: "It's really hard to serve."
"It's okay, it's air-conditioned and covered with a thick blanket."
"You brush your teeth and go to sleep." Chen Jiajun took off his T-shirt and jeans, "I'll take a shower."
Ye Fei looked at his tight muscles and broad shoulders, feeling itchy in his heart, and hugged him from behind: "I'm with you."
"Didn't you wash it?" Chen Jiajun smiled.
Ye Fei's hand touched his chest, and said, "What do you think?"
"Listening to your blocked nose, you have changed your voice." Chen Jiajun grabbed her hand and shook it hard, "Go to bed obediently."
Ye Fei was lying on the bed, listening to the sound of the rushing water in the bathroom, turning over and over, feeling very annoyed in her heart. When the cold was bad, but now it is getting worse, dizzy and groggy, and the nose is also half-blocked, and it is always itchy. She also didn't want the two of them to stare affectionately, and when they were confused and sentimental, they suddenly sneezed into an earth-shaking sneez.
Chen Jiajun walked out of the mist in the bathroom, turned on the air conditioner to a suitable temperature, lay down beside Ye Fei, and hugged her in his arms.
She asked: "With so much cover, you will be hot."
"It's okay." He hugged Ye Fei tightly, and his cool body quickly heated up after taking a bath, with a temperature that made people comfortable and ironing.
"It's uncomfortable this way," she said, touching her hand.
Chen Jiajun tightened his arms and his face sank.
Ye Fei couldn't breathe because of the hoop, and repeatedly told Rao: "Be relaxed, I won't make trouble." Turning around, it was another sneeze. Depressed in her heart, she turned her back to Chen Jiajun and said bitterly, "It's really not troublesome."
He stretched his hand over Ye Fei and turned off the bedside lamp: "Holding you this way, it's good." During this period of time, the waves were not smooth, and the waves rose again. The story of Scar and Chloe is regrettable. The effort to keep the dive shop makes people anxious. The most heartbreaking thing is that the friendship for many years seems to have been ruined. Chen Jiajun has no intention of blaming Qiu Meixin, let alone Lin Daming, putting himself in the position, if it is him, he may not want to have anything to do with the other party. It's just that his distress and anxiety can't be expressed in front of others.
If it was before, he would choose to be silent and treat everything around him coldly. But now, he doesn't want to be that kind of person. The girl in her arms is cold, but her heart is hot, holding her, in the dark, her chest seems to be bright.
He wanted to knead her into a part of his body, and wanted to be very intimate with her, but she looked a little sluggish, and her body trembled slightly. Ye Fei was very quiet, because her nose was blocked, her breathing was a bit heavy. Chen Jiajun reminded herself not to disturb her to rest. It was enough to see her. It was a pity that her body was not so obedient.
Ye Fei opened his eyes in the dark night, rubbed back, and whispered: "That's it, come on."
Chen Jiajun kissed her on the shoulder: "You are not feeling well."
"But..." Ye Fei was itchy in his heart, his breath was right between his neck. She felt a little shy about what was in her heart, put her face on the pillow, and said dullly, "Then, make me feel better."
The light was not turned on, but she knew that her face must be red as if she was drunk.
Hearing this, Chen Jiajun gave a sullen laugh, and the arm around Ye Fei's waist was retracted, causing her cool back to be closer to herself. As the fingers slipped down, the temperature touched by the fingertips was much warmer than her smooth skin. Ye Fei hummed softly, and the touch on her fingers was already her silent invitation.
Chen Jiajun leaned forward, wiping her ears and cheeks with his lips. Ye Fei tilted his head and kissed him, his nose itchy while breathing. "No..." Before she finished speaking, she shook her head and sneezed again, as if she had fallen from the cloud, and was immediately out of state.
Ye Fei sniffed, broke free from Chen Jiajun's arms, and ran to the bathroom. He was helpless and found it a little funny.
Ye Fei used several pieces of toilet paper, and washed his nose with clean water, and it felt a little more transparent. She came back crying, put the tissue box on the bedside table, threw herself on the bed, buried her face in the pillow.
Chen Jiajun laughed softly: "Can you have a few minutes without sneezing?"
She was ashamed and annoyed: "I thought I could bear it, but..." But when all the feelings were superimposed, the nasal cavity also became sensitive, itchy, and also unbearable.
Chen Jiajun wrapped her shoulders and patted: "It's not bad this night."
Ye Fei sighed, nestled in his arms, reluctantly touching his arm and chest: "Such an expensive room, with such a handsome boyfriend, it's a waste."
"Then I'll talk to you for a while."
"That sound is good enough." Ye Fei chuckled, twisting his legs around and hooking his legs, "I will help you first."
Ye Fei played around for a while, and finally calmed down, leaning on Chen Jiajun's shoulder obediently. Speaking of the experience of participating in activities in the past two days, he also mentioned Professor Hope from the University of California. She asked, "Have you heard of the Institute of Oceanography in San Diego?"
Chen Jiajun nodded: "Yes, it's very famous in La Jolla."
"you've been to?"
"No, but I've been to San Diego."
"Go diving?"
"Well, diving, surfing." He said, "There is a kelp forest over there."
Ye Fei asked: "The kind in the diving teaching film? Very big, very long, vine-like kelp?"
"Yes, seals can still be seen."
"Isn't it cute?"
"The cubs are very curious and will swim with people. Large seals, some are lazy, some are fierce."
Ye Fei was fascinated: "I want to see it too!"
"Okay, you can drop by to Mexico and the Caribbean," he replied, "It's not too far away."
"Well, when you are not busy, go together." Ye Fei said, "Professor Hope also recommended their research project to me."
"Do you want to apply?"
"Apply?" Ye Fei was startled, and then shook his head, "No application, it's too far away from you. I don't want to go to the United States for four or five years of Ph.D. It's too long."
"Then what do you want to do most?"
"Go to you." Ye Fei smiled, "but I can't work for you."
"Ok?"
"Eating people's mouth is soft, taking people's hands short, I will lose my position in the future." Ye Fei curled his lips, "In case you quarrel, or you change your mind, what should I do?"
Chen Jiajun tightened his arms: "Nonsense again."
Ye Fei lowered his head, took a bite on his forearm, and printed a row of small teeth marks: "You don't dare to see."
She thought about it again: "As I said last time, I want to be closer to you. I will find you when I have time. We can also travel together. We can go to different islands, and maybe we can make more stories. Next time I will tell Bo Mai."
Chen Jiajun nodded: "Okay, when you find a job, let's travel first. Which island do you want to go to?"
"The island with you is good everywhere. By the way, I haven't learned to dive yet."
"Winter, find someone to teach you."
Ye Fei said strangely: "Don't you teach me?"
Chen Jiajun shook his head: "I can't teach."
"Why?" Ye Fei thought for a while, and laughed, "Are you afraid of violating professional standards and not being able to touch students? Lessons will only take three or four days..." She poked Chen Jiajun in the chest, "Just wait three or four days... I still I want to learn from you."
His face stiffened, her hair closed, and he chuckled: "I mean, family, lovers and friends are not easy to teach, because it is difficult for coaches and students to correct their identities."
Ye Fei's face was hot, and the one who couldn't wait seemed to be her. "Forget it." She talked about the quilt, "I'll go find Yanes."
Chen Jiajun's face sank, and she pinched her cheek: "What did you say?"
"I didn't say anything." Ye Fei giggled, trying to push Chen Jiajun away.
His legs came up too, his lips pressed against her neck, and he bit a few finely: "Say it?"
After all, Ye Fei had been working hard for days, chatting and yawning, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly when she fell asleep, her expression peaceful and sweet. Chen Jiajun looked at her sleeping face, couldn't help but smile, leaned over and pushed her forehead away, and kissed her forehead and eyes. He hoped that this girl could laugh and laugh all the time and live a simple life. From now on, every decision he makes must take her into consideration.