Spring Again

At the end of the trip to Minxi Hot Springs, a group of people returned to Miao Village in the early hours of the morning.

Shao Yunfeng waited at the entrance of the Diaojiaolou, dutifully counting the number of people, moving things, and whispering to everyone to have a supper before going upstairs to rest.

The supper is not a sumptuous, two paper-wrapped fish with different flavors, a few cold side dishes, plus the special tea of ​​the village.

Going out to work hard, everyone was busy shooting tonight and didn't eat much. I am really hungry now. Ye Xiyan ate a few mouthfuls of bracken, stuffed two chopsticks with fish, and then patronized tea, Jiang Xu ate less than her, only a few chopsticks fish, not even the tea.

However, the two of them did not get off the table after eating almost, so they sat there because of politeness.

He Yingzheng and the others are talking about shooting, discussing how to edit, saying that the video must be made before noon tomorrow, and that they must stay up late to make it tonight.

Ye Xiyan didn't understand this, and boringly flipped through his phone under the table without participating in it.

Jiang Xu, who was sitting opposite, talked less than her, and only said a few words to He Yingzheng during the period, quietly, not knowing what she was talking about.

Shao Yunfeng asked about the shooting process and results. The man sitting on the left of Ye Xiyan smiled and said, “Thanks to Xiyan and Professor Jiang today, otherwise it will take a long time.”

Sister He also intervened, bending her eyebrows, "The video effect of the two of them is very good, and I will give you a look after it is cut tomorrow."

A table of people suddenly turned the topic to Ye Xiyan and Jiang Xu, and began to feel how photogenic and expressive these two are.

The photographer admired Jiang Xu too much, turned around and praised her, and then bluntly said that Jiang Xu was powerful, outstanding, and beautiful, and he was a goddess.

He Yingzheng and they all laughed and teased him intriguingly: "San'er, you are enough, Professor Renjiang is still there, so keep a little away from the waves."

The photographer named Qi San touched his nose and was pierced in public, which was embarrassing.

Someone booed.

"Oh, shy."

"It's rare to see, San'er still has a thin-skinned time."

"Not easy, not easy."

Moderate jokes are not considered offensive, as long as you can make sense of it, direct thoughts can also be shown through so-called teasing.

Ye Xiyan pressed the shutdown button, locked the screen, and raised his eyes.

The laughter will not be too much, the light and fluttering words will be gone.

Next, Shao Yunfeng mentioned that there will not be much work tomorrow, so that everyone can sleep well tonight, and then they can make their own arrangements.

He Yingzheng and the others made an appointment on the spot, saying that they will go to Minxi hot springs tomorrow, and they didn't take a relaxing bath today.

After eating supper for almost an hour, it was Sister He who left the table first. Sister He is tired and wants to go back to the room soon.

Jiang Xu was the second to go, and went up with Sister He.

Ye Xiyan was the last few to leave, with He Yingzheng and the others, and Qi San was among them. When she walked to the corner of the stairs, she separated from them and continued to go up.

Just stepping out of two steps, a man's voice came from behind him, and meaningful words came to his ears.

— "San'er, make an appointment with Professor Jiang tomorrow afternoon."

She turned her head and looked behind her.

They walked away and turned into the other side of the corridor.

Stopping for a while, Ye Xiyan stepped up to the third floor until he couldn't see those people at all.

The third floor is quieter than the second floor. There are yellow-orange lights in the corridor, and the light is dim. The tourists living on this floor have already fallen asleep, and the doors of each room are closed tightly.

The weather after the rain was humid, the room was filled with a faint smell of wood corrosion, and the air was cold for most of the night.

This night, Ye Xiyan lay on her back on the bed with only a small piece of quilt. She kept thinking about things, remembering from time to time the shooting process of the hot spring museum and the endless conversations tonight.

It took her a long time to fall asleep, and she slept unsteadily, half-dreaming and half-awake.

In a daze, the scene in the pool reappeared. It was still she, Jiang Xu, and He Yingzheng and the others, but the dreams were different from reality, and gradually became uncontrollable. Those people disappeared, all of a sudden. Disappeared, only the two of them were left in the pool.

Ye Xiyan still hugs Jiang Xu's waist, just as she did during the shooting, but she can't see the other person's face.

Jiang Xu was like before, with one hand on her neck, tricking...

In the second half of the night, Ye Xiyan woke up, sweating behind her back, and her whole body was sticky and uncomfortable. She lay upright, slowly opened her eyes, and looked out of the window with her head tilted. The night was still dark.

In the middle of the night, the room was quiet and there was no sound.

Ye Xiyan sat up, his palms were warm, his loose hair stuck to his neck, thin sweat was dripping from his chest and between his legs, and his clothes clung to his skin. The whole figure seemed to have just been taken out of the water. Come.

I forgot to turn on the air conditioner before going to bed. The temperature in summer is high and it is uncomfortably hot.

Probably the lingering palpitations were still not cleared up, and Ye Xiyan sat sluggishly for two or three minutes before he touched the switch on the bedside to turn on a small light.

The warm light is soft, but it also adds two points of dryness. She folded her legs, pushed away the quilt indiscriminately, touched the remote control on the bedside table, turned on the air conditioner to 26°C, then picked up the phone and glanced at it.

It's almost half past four in the morning, it's still early.

It is difficult to fall asleep again after waking up, and the scenes in my dreams are also intermittent, but at first thought, they are incomplete. The memory is broken, just like the coast after low tide, except for the traces of soaking, nothing else is left.

Ye Xiyan twisted his eyebrows and couldn't help rubbing his temples, which was uncomfortable.

After a while, she put down her phone and got out of bed, went to the table and poured a glass of water to moisturize her dry throat.

When I lay back on the bed, the room had cooled down, and the cold air from the air conditioner was blowing towards this side. Ye Xiyan didn't turn off the light, so he was just half wrapped in the quilt.

It was dawn when I woke up again, and it was foggy outside, and the water vapor was heavy.

Someone got up on the third floor, and the soundproofing effect of the wooden house was poor, and there was an annoying noise from time to time.

Ye Xiyan couldn't sleep late, and was noisy enough to feel sleepy. She got up early and took a shower to get rid of the smell of sweat.

The hot water in the morning is too hot, and I feel comfortable after washing.

No task was assigned in the morning, and he didn't want to eat. Ye Xiyan stayed in the room after he finished cleaning up, not even showing the door.

At about ten thirty, Luo Ruqi sent her a WeChat message, asking if he would go out and stroll around the stockade at noon, as a relaxation. She declined, preferring to stay in bed.

At noon, Shao Yunfeng was in the group @ all members, and asked everyone to go downstairs for dinner.

Ye Xiyan went downstairs with his face facing the sky, still wearing shorts and a vest, with his hair draped behind his back, which was more casual.

Someone in the team had an appointment to go out to play. There were only eight people who stayed in the Diaojiaolou for lunch, and they were basically the same group who went to the hot springs to shoot the video yesterday.

He Yingzheng and the others have sat down, and several people are discussing with Shao Yunfeng about the video they just edited and uploaded.

Jiang Xu was also among them, wearing a light gray linen v-neck shirt, and his black and smooth hair was fixed with vintage pearl hairpins, messy and temperamental. Her dress today is very flavorful, revealing a touch of exquisiteness casually, and exuding a soft beauty from the inside out in maturity.

When he got off the stairs, Ye Xiyan saw this person and Qi San sitting next to her.

Qi San, who is usually unshaven, seems to have changed his look. Not only did he change to a clean outfit this morning, his hair was also clean and tidy, and even his beard was shaved. He happily helped everyone serve the meal, and even asked who would like to drink the soup, but he didn't pay attention to Jiang Xu alone.

Seeing Ye Xiyan coming, Qi San shouted and let the past sit down.

Jiang Xu looked sideways, Ye Xiyan paused slightly.

There was only one seat left on the table, just to the left of Jiang Xu, she went over and sat down on the stool.

"Doctor Jiang," she said softly, as a greeting.

Jiang Xu took a white porcelain spoon and placed it next to him. When Yu Guang saw her slightly blue eyes, her complexion was too bad, he asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"

She shook her head, took the spoon and stirred the porridge in the bowl, "I went to bed too late and got up early."

Jiang Xu said, "Get more rest."

Before she could answer, Qi San next to her interrupted the unnutritious conversation.

"I used to say, do you want to spoon pickles?"

She wanted to speak and then stopped, but first returned Qi San's words: "No, thank you."

Qi San then asked Jiang Xu.

The two did not continue talking.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was more active than last night, but there were still those things to talk about, where to go, what to do, and what kind of plans were there. There was nothing new.

Ye Xiyan couldn't blend in, so he only listened to the whole process and drank porridge by himself.

Almost finished, He Yingzheng who was diagonally opposite seemed to say casually: "Professor Jiang will be free later? We are going to go to town, do we want to go together?"

The author has something to say:

Thanks to the little angel who threw the rocket launcher: Taiwan and Taiwan don’t eat one fish;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 of them all;

Thanks to the little angel who threw landmines: Born to be human_na, Qingsi Rao Shou, チョウニマ, R Xiaozhi, Frosty Dried Fish, Yanyan, Lone Swallow, Marshmallow, Hopeless Last Train 1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Chunshan; 18 bottles of Jay; 13 bottles of Yi Qian; 10 bottles of 25520346, faraway, and 10 bottles of ninja fish; 8 bottles of see Yan, only a bowl of rice for dinner; fish that love coffee, 5 bottles of INZAGHI ; 4 bottles of quack; 2 bottles of the uncle in flower jacket; 1 bottle of Gunara, the dark god, coconut and raccoon.