This time I slept until it was getting late.
On this day, Fang Daichuan had a strange dream. He dreamed of the old alley when he was a child, sitting on the front bumper of his grandfather's bicycle, the old-fashioned Fenghuang 28 big-bar bicycle, and his grandfather rode very slowly, wobbly and wobbly, which made him very confused and panicked.
Grandpa stopped the car and let him play by himself. The bricks on the side of the road are very old, and large patches of grass grow from under the bricks. Somehow, he tried his best to press down the patches of grass with bricks, but like whack-a-mole, when he pressed one side, the grass came out from the other side, and he couldn't press it down.
Small grasses grew wildly like a prairie fire, getting higher and higher.
He panicked, feeling as if something had completely changed.
Grandpa came out of the neighbor's house, smiled and touched the top of his head, his broad hands were very warm: "I can't press it back, let it go."
Fang Daichuan woke up with a start.
When Fang Daichuan woke up from his sleep, the bed beside him was already empty, so he hugged the quilt and rolled to the middle of the big bed, with his face pressed against the corner of Li Sinian's pillow, and his long arms and legs were spread out on the big bed.
He regained his composure, feeling extremely flustered. Grandpa has passed away for many years, and he has hardly had a dream these years, and the meaning of this dream is unknown.
Thinking like this, he regained consciousness from the dream in a trance, and felt that the position next to him was still warm, and the smell of Li Sinian still lingered in the corner of the pillow.
What kind of smell is that? The young leaves of a certain grass, the citrus peel, the smell of sea waves, saltpeter and flames are mixed together, and there is a kind of roundness wrapped in sharp edges and corners.
"Have you put on perfume?" Fang Daichuan sniffed and asked crookedly. Because of just waking up, the nasal sound is thick and cute.
Li Sinian was sitting on the window sill, with his upper body bare and his head sticking out, tying something up. He had a piece of rope dangling from his mouth, and his porcelain-white skin was exposed to the night wind. Hearing this, he raised his arm and sniffed himself, and replied vaguely: "It's the smell of aftershave, I didn't notice it."
Fang Daichuan turned over, put his whole head into the bed, and muttered: "You foreigners are so meticulous, and men are so particular."
Li Sinian was noncommittal and smiled slightly.
Fang Daichuan closed his eyes for a while, and then struggled to get up from the bed. While pulling up his jeans, he took off a new T-shirt and draped it over his shoulders.
Li Sinian turned his head away instead of looking at him, and concentrated on tying the rope in his hand. However, listening to the sound of water jets slowly coming from the bathroom, the sound of flushing the toilet, and the sound of water flowing in the sink, the rope in his hand was tied, undone, and tied again, and finally it was tied in a dead knot.
While busy, the doorbell rang again.
Fang Daichuan's hair was wet, and he poked his head out from the bathroom: "Why is there someone else?"
Li Sinian said with a smile: "Sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, no, I can't wait to find someone who just makes a blind report."
Only then did Fang Daichuan know what Li Sinian's idea was. He thought it was very interesting, and happily ran to open the door.
Sure enough, Du Wei stood tall and blocked the door.
"Just woke up?" Du Wei squeezed in familiarly, "Is Li Sinian there? I have something to discuss with you."
Fang Daichuan and Li Sinian exchanged glances from a distance.
Du Wei stared at Li Sinian's movements: "What are you doing?"
"It's nothing, the window bearing is broken, I'll tie it up." Li Sinian jumped off the window sill and clapped his hands.
Fang Daichuan handed him a towel and asked him to wipe his hands.
"Are you both feeling better?" Du Wei smiled and pulled out a chair to sit down, "Both of you are sick with injuries, so be careful."
Li Sinian just smiled and didn't speak.
Du Wei looked a little bored, scratched the back of his head, coughed, and said, "In the morning... Ding Zihui came to see you?"
Li Sinian threw the towel to the table and glanced in the direction of the bathroom. Fang Daichuan leaned against the glass door of the bathroom and was brushing his teeth. He looked leisurely, but his eyes were wary. Li Sinian said, "I've looked for it, come ask me who I checked last night."
"Oh," Du Wei seemed a little absent-minded, "Did she say anything else?"
Li Sinian raised his eyebrows.
"I was afraid that she would talk nonsense," Du Wei smiled awkwardly, "I, I didn't care about her, she came to seduce me. I didn't think... She said that she was worried about the verbal alliance. Her heart, this is... "
Fang Daichuan rolled his eyes behind his back.
Li Sinian caught sight of it, and held back a smile to prevaricate, "Yes, yes, she didn't say anything. Everyone understands this kind of thing."
Du Wei nodded reassuringly: "Yes, this is about to die, what rules and morals, put them all aside, what to do before the end of the world, just fall in love with whoever you like hahaha!" He followed Li Sinian sarcasm ridiculed.
Li Sinian just smiled and said nothing.
Fang Daichuan would not even pay attention to him.
Du Wei laughed dryly for a while, feeling a little embarrassed, and simply stood up and wandered around: "Hey, I haven't been to your house, what's the fun?"
He walked to the desk and picked up the pen that was pressed on the notebook. He flicked the cap of the pen, flipping through the notes tentatively. Fang Daichuan seemed a little nervous. It was Li Sinian's notebook, and he was afraid that there would be some information in it.
Li Sinian, however, is an old god, and he generously let Du Wei look through it.
The notebook was empty, without even a trace of ink, Du Wei closed the notebook embarrassingly.
He walked along the table and saw the wine rack at the door, quickly changed the subject, and said with a smile: "Your room is really nice, and there is still wine, can you give me two bottles?"
"Whichever bottle you fancy, take whatever you want," Li Sinian said, hugging his chest, "Anyway, it's a waste if you can't finish it."
Du Wei is really blunt, probably because he thinks that this is not Li Sinian's wine, but the property of the boss behind the scenes, so if you don't drink it, you don't drink it for nothing. He grew up with his grandmother's parents. Although he inherited his biological father's temper, he did not inherit his family property, and he didn't know much about wine, so he randomly smoked a few beautiful bottles. Fang Daichuan glanced at it, and saw that the wine he chose was not particularly expensive.
He was about to leave with the bottle in his arms, but Li Sinian took two quick steps to help him open the door. The moment he sent him out, Du Wei suddenly smiled and turned around and asked, "Did you really test people last night?"
Li Sinian was taken aback.
Du Wei hurriedly observed his reaction, lowered his head and smiled, and raised the wine bottle in his hand: "Oh, I'll ask casually, don't take it to heart. You guys clean up, I'll go first."
When he left, he thoughtfully hooked the door with his foot.
Li Sinian stared at the closed door, unable to recover. Fang Daichuan's hand holding the toothbrush stopped in the air: "He, what does he mean?" He shouted mouthwash, speaking vaguely.
"Interesting," Li Sinian froze for a moment, then suddenly raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Du Wei is really interesting."
Fang Daichuan ran into the bathroom and quickly spit out the bubbles in his mouth: "What should I do? Did he see something?"
Li Sinian waved his hand at him, and went back to the window sill to tie his something, "Don't worry, remember his hostility towards Du Chaosheng on the first day? Liu Xin also said that Du Chaosheng was set up because his secretary knew some secrets. The bureau killed his mother. I think his mission on this island should have been completed, and after that, he just wants to survive, at least tonight, nothing will happen to us. "
"Then what will happen tonight?" Fang Daichuan tidied up his T-shirt.
Li Sinian let go of his right hand, a brass key wrapped in a long velvet rope, twirling in his palm: "Let's go upstairs tonight and have a look. As for what will happen to others, I am also looking forward to it."