When Sheng called him, he didn't answer for the first time, hung up for the second time, and shut down for the third time.
A mechanical female voice came from the flashlight, "sorry, the number you dialed has been turned off, please redial later."
Shi Sheng 1
She doesn't worry about accidents. As a tourist country, public security is certainly good, and Ji Yunan is not the kind of person who can be bullied by others.
Before Ji Yunan was there, there was no special feeling. Now there is no one. I feel that even the air in the room is quiet.
When Sheng even changed a few stations, they were all interested.
……
When Ji Yunan came back to his room, it was almost dawn. He opened the door and saw Shisheng lying on the sofa asleep.
She was wearing a very thin silk Pajama without even a thin blanket on her body. Although it was hot in Maldives, the air conditioner was turned on in the room. It was easy to catch a cold when she lay like this.
Ji Yunan stood at the door and looked at Shisheng for a few seconds. He didn't want to pay attention to her, but the action of closing the door was lighter.
But it was this movement that woke Shi Sheng up.
When she opened her eyes, she only saw Ji Yunan's back.
"Hello."
I ignored her.
"Season..."
As soon as she opened her mouth, Ji Yunan had already entered the bathroom and slammed the door.
Shi Sheng opens his mouth and gets up to follow him.
"Hello, Ji Yunan, you are all bored. Are you angry with me for such a trifle?"
The bathroom door was suddenly pulled open. Ji Yunan stood behind the door naked, his face cold, his thin lips pursed in a straight line, "what's the matter?"
"Did you drink?"
Just now, I just looked at him from a distance, but I didn't find anything unusual. Now when I get close, I can smell the wine from him.
It's very rich.
When Sheng wrinkly tight eyebrow, a face dislike of appearance.
Ji Yunan looked at her and said nothing.
Two people deadlocked for a few minutes, Ji Yunan threw the door directly.
When Sheng was almost hit by the closed door on his forehead, his eardrum vibrated "buzzing".
"Ji Yunan."
In response to her, it was the sound of water.
When Sheng wronged can't, hate to kick a foot door, turn head to walk, "bastard."
……
Ji Yunan stands under the shower, looks up and closes his eyes.
Water on the face, dense, a little pain.
He was a little drunk. He didn't feel it when he came out of the bar. At that time, he was steady and clear-sighted, but he was a little dizzy.
Now standing in the bathroom full of warm water vapor, I am sure that I am really drunk.
And drunk.
Ji Yunan went out after taking a bath. When Sheng was not in the room, the quilts were stacked neatly and there was no sign of sleeping.
He went to the bed, his hair was still dripping, and the water on his body was not dried, so he lay on his back in the bed.
Air conditioning cold wind blowing on the body, instantly took away the hot water after washing hot, leaving only a cold.
It's freezing.
He closed his eyes, a little tired.
Whether it's the past that he and Shisheng can't cross, or the future that they are confused with.
It makes him feel tired.
It turns out that people's patience is not endless.
He closed his eyes, and the drunkenness and drowsiness left his mind blank.
Outside, the waves beat rhythmically on the beach.
Ji Yunan gradually fell asleep.
The water drops evaporated and took away the heat of his body. In his sleep, he felt a sharp chill and reached for the quilt, but it was empty.
He frowned, too lazy to open his eyes, and fell asleep on his side.
Ji Yunan has a cold.
Headache, sore throat, weakness.
He looked at the ceiling and thought for a long time that it was a symptom of a cold.
I haven't caught a cold for a long time, so I forget what it's like.
Ji Yunan sat up from the bed, he was still wrapped in a bath towel, his upper body was bare, and he didn't cover the quilt.
The room is quiet.
It's quiet. I can hear his breathing more heavily than usual.
Ji Yunan frowned and stepped barefoot on the soft blanket. He almost sat back in a flash.
Feet like stepping on the clouds, the whole person is floating.
He took a suit out of the closet, put it on, opened the door and went downstairs.
Mo Beiting and they were sitting in the dining room on the first floor. When they saw him coming down, they all looked up at him.
When Sheng also looked toward him, but only looked at one eye, pursed lips and lowered his head to eat.
Ji Yunan came over with symmetrical legs. When he opened the stool on Sheng's side, he sat down and leaned forward, with his chin resting on his crossed hands.