Xiao Zheng waited by the car early, and prepared a bunch of snacks and warm items, Xia He sat in the back seat and looked through it, and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

Fang Zeyu walked towards them unhurriedly with his coat, and Xiao Zheng got out of the car to report a few words to him when he saw this. Xia He couldn't hear through the glass, he could only see them talking to each other.

"Are you discussing how to sell me?" As soon as Fang Zeyu got into the car, Xia He threw a pillow over.

Fang Zeyu raised his hand and grabbed it gently, and the pillow was held firmly in his hand: "Yes, I'm still worrying, why don't I pour you a few more bottles of wine?"

"Then are you going to talk about selling by the pound or only about selling?" Xia He continued on this topic.

Jokes like this, without any unhealthy content, she rarely meets someone like Fang Zeyu.

"It's still being discussed, and whichever is more expensive will be sold. Fang Zeyu couldn't help pinching her face.

Xia He was fearless, she had a firm reason that she couldn't say it but she had to gamble and let it go, so she didn't hesitate when faced with a man's invitation.

This kind of practice that is not recognized and respected by the public, this practice that is considered a dangerous behavior, and this kind of follow-up that almost regardless of gains and losses, makes Xia He gradually clearer, and also makes Fang Zeyu himself gradually clearer.

When you are born with a golden spoon in your mouth, you have to be prepared to be besieged, and many times you have to make too many choices. I don't want Xia He, she does what she wants, she is not controlled by others.

But it was such a free and flamboyant girl who pulled herself into the cage step by step, closing the heavy doors behind her, she knew, but she didn't want to turn back.

"No business, no treachery. Xia He opened the hand he was pinching on his face and rubbed his somewhat sore face.

The air conditioner in the car turned on a little widely, and after a while, Xia He found a blanket to wrap himself tightly.

Fang Zeyu seemed to be preparing for a vacation, he turned off his computer, mobile phone and other things that could contact the outside world, then threw it aside, picked up a pencil and began to write and draw on a picture folder.

Xia He didn't care, she leaned back in her seat and looked at him half-sideways. The two didn't say anything, and the car was suddenly quiet, but no one felt embarrassed or uneasy.

Xia He's breathing was very slow and quiet, she felt a little drunk, and her face was a little hot, but she insisted on not wanting to close her eyes.

She found the headphones, then clicked on the music player, and the soft sound slowly flowed into her ears and into the memories of this summer.

The lyrics sing through the heart, the memories blur the eyes, everything that has been has been transformed into memories, written into yesterday that can never be returned, including such a peaceful moment, will also sink to the bottom of the sea in the future time.

"Fang Zeyu ......"

Xia He took off the other earphone and handed it over gently, Fang Zeyu glanced up at her, evoked a smile, and then leaned forward and asked Xia He to help him buckle it.

Fang Zeyu's ears were very soft, the tips of her ears were very red, and Xia He's fingertips touched her earlobes, which made her feel the urge to pinch them, but she didn't do so.

Xia He didn't look at what Fang Zeyu painted, all her attention was on his face, this man, as if he was surrounded by something, but it seemed that he was restraining himself.

"What's wrong?" After feeling her gaze, Fang Zeyu stopped writing and asked her, but he didn't look up, he was afraid that Xia He would be embarrassed.