The museum has its own library of documents, and after work, Fang Jing did not rush home, and went to the literature room to consult materials, hoping to get more information about the Siam shipwreck.

Most of those documents are very old, and they are basically annotated in classical Chinese, even if Fang Jingxue's cultural relics identification major, some of them are only half-understood.

He took notes while flipping through the literature, and quickly forgot about anything else, until a crisp and pleasant mobile phone ringtone rang, and Fang Jing suddenly came back to his senses and found that it was already nine o'clock.

He glanced at the caller ID, it was Cen Jiu who called and pressed the energy button.

"Haven't left work yet?" After nearly a month of getting along, Cen Jiu's tone of voice seemed to be much more proficient, not as stiff and strange as before.

Fang Jing thought to himself, the voice was quite good.

"I'll be right back." Fang Jing rubbed his somewhat sour eyebrows and said.

How to say that this was also the first day that he and Cen Jiu lived together, and he actually left him at home alone, Fang Jing was rarely a little weak-hearted.

"Have you eaten?" Cen Jiu asked again.

"Not yet." It's okay not to mention this, when it comes to eating, Fang Jing only feels that his stomach is growling with hunger at this moment.

"What about you?" He asked Cen Jiu.

"Nope."

"What do you want to eat? When I go back, I'll buy some food and go back, and you cook the rice. ”

Cen Jiu said a few things, all of which Fang Jing usually loves to eat.

Fang Jing responded hello, hung up the phone, got up and cleaned up the desktop, closed the doors and windows, and went downstairs.

The museum is only three stops away from where Fang Jing lives, and when he got off the bus, he saw Cen Jiu carrying a plastic bag, wearing the shirt and trousers that Fang Jing bought for him, standing under the street sign, with handsome eyebrows, and the whole person hid an irrepressible edge, which provoked several little girls waiting for the bus to keep glancing at him.

Cen Jiu was unconscious, carrying a plastic bag in one hand and Fang Jing's old mobile phone in the other, and was about to call Fang Jing.

As soon as Fang Jing got out of the car, Cen Jiu's gaze looked over.

After a month's vacation, he was a little tired when he went back to work, Fang Jing also worked overtime to check the information until now, his eyelids were so tired that he was fighting, and he was too lazy to cook, looking at a KFC opposite the station in business, he pulled Cen Jiu in, bought two chicken leg burgers, a chicken wing, remembered Cen Jiu's big meal, and added another family bucket.

"I'm too tired to want to cook, so I'll eat whatever I want." Fang Jing said.

Cen Jiu put the plastic bag in his hand on the chair, picked up a hamburger and devoured it.

Fang Jing usually doesn't like to eat these very much, but seeing Cen Jiu eating sweetly, he couldn't help but have a big appetite, ate a hamburger, drank a glass of ice Coke, and ate a medium portion of French fries and two chicken wings.

Cen Jiu saw that he didn't eat it, so he ate the rest, smoked Coke, and sat in the store with Fang Jing blowing the air conditioner.

Fang Jing's gaze fell on the plastic bag in his hand and asked, "What did you take?" ”

"Clothes." Cen Jiu replied expressionlessly.

Fang Jing thought that the clothes he bought himself, although he was a little curious why he had to put them in a plastic bag, he didn't ask too much.

The two blew the air conditioner for a while, drank the coke, and the heat on their bodies was almost dissipated, and then got up and went home.

Fang Jing was so tired that he entered the house, turned on the air conditioner, picked up his clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower, climbed into bed and fell asleep.

Cen Jiu had to practice for a while as usual, Fang Jing slept in a daze, and felt the mattress next to him sink a little, and then a slightly cool body leaned over.

When Fang Jing was half-asleep and half-awake, he thought it was Fang Xiaole, pulled the sheet and wrapped it around him, hugged the person, said vaguely, and continued to sleep with the person in his arms.

After falling asleep, I began to dream.

It's still the dream of the shipwreck, but this time the dream is clearer and more continuous, not just a few intermittent pictures like last time.

In his dream, he seemed to see the Siamese envoy ship sailing out to sea with sails and waves, sailing along the coastline into the Gulf of Siam, and finally sailing into the western part of East Asia through the Celebes Sea.

In the Pacific Ocean, the ship encountered a major storm and finally ran aground and sank to the icy bottom of the sea.

Fang Jing sleepwalked and climbed up from the bed, did not turn on the light, took out the drawing book from the drawer with his eyes closed, scribbled on the paper, and after drawing, he closed his eyes and touched the bed unconsciously.

The next day, Fang Jing opened his eyes and unexpectedly found that Cen Jiu didn't get up to practice, but instead lay on the bed well, and looked at it again, okay, Cen Jiu's whole person was hugged by himself, and he didn't move.

Fang Jing was embarrassed for a moment, quickly let go of his hand, and said, "I was dazed in my sleep, I thought it was Xiaole, he was not honest in sleep, and he always liked to kick people." So every time he slept with Fang Xiaole, he would strike first and imprison people by his side.

Cen Jiu glanced at him and got up silently.

For more than a month, about the proper diet and good nutritional supplements, Cen Jiu's face has improved a lot, there is some meat on his cheeks, his eyebrows and eyes are very deep, his facial features are heroic, his body is still lean and lean, and no matter how much he eats, he will not see any meat.

Fang Jing was really curious about where he had eaten so much food.

The sound of Cen Jiu washing was heard outside, and after a while, there was the sound of the door opening and closing.

Fang Jing stretched comfortably on the bed, rubbed for a while and got up, and was stunned for a moment when he saw the open drawing book on the table.

He clearly remembered that this drawing book was stored in a drawer, why did it run to the table?

When I opened it, I saw a stick figure drawn crookedly on the middle page, which made me even more puzzled.

When was this drawn? How he was completely unimpressed.

Fang Jing rubbed his forehead, always feeling that something seemed to have been forgotten.

He thought about it for a while, so he left it alone, closed the drawing book, put it in a drawer, went to the kitchen to boil water, and then took the clothes that had been washed regularly last night to the balcony to dry.

But what the hell is that old piece of dusty fabric on the balcony? He was sure that there should be no such gray clothes in the house.

Fang Jing squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time, only to find that it was the first time they met, and the tattered old clothes Cen Jiu was wearing on his body couldn't see the original shape clearly?

Didn't you already throw it away when you were in the hospital? When did Cen Jiu pick it up again?

Fang Jing was suddenly thundered, and after thinking about it, he decided to respect Cen Jiu's habits, when he didn't see it.

The kitchen water sounded, and the water boiled.

Fang Jing went to get a cup and poured boiling water, and saw that there was five hundred yuan pressed under the remote control of the coffee table, which he put at home yesterday, and Cen Jiu didn't move.

He raised his eyebrows, and suddenly thought that since he met Cen Jiu, Cen Jiu never seemed to have asked him for money, and he didn't expect this. It's okay when I'm in the fishing village, anyway, I eat and live at home, Cen Jiu is usually almost always with him, and there is nothing special to spend money, now when I return to Haicheng, it costs money to sit at home, and the money on the table hasn't moved, how did Cen Jiu spend the whole day yesterday?

Speaking of the last time he fished for ebony, he didn't seem to pay Cen Jiu a salary!

Just as he was thinking, there was a small sound outside the door, and Cen Jiu opened the door with the key and came in with a hot breakfast.

"You didn't take the money on the coffee table." Fang Jing was a little unhappy, feeling that Cen Jiu was too out-of-the-box.

Cen Jiu put breakfast on the table and said, "I got a job yesterday, and my salary is paid daily." ”

"Huh?" Fang Jing was stunned for a moment, "You found a job?" ”

I only came back yesterday, and this action is fast enough.

However, Cen Jiu found a job, and Fang Jing was also very happy, after all, he had to go to work, and it was quite boring for Cen Jiu to stay at home alone.

Fang Jing originally wanted to ask him about work, but it was not early, he was in a hurry to go to work, and he didn't have time to eat breakfast, so he had to carry it on the road to eat.

"I'll talk about it in the evening."

He and Cen Jiu were separated from each other at the museum, and Fang Jing got on the museum bus, and Cen Jiu watched him leave in place before turning around and walking several streets to a construction site.

"So early today?" Although he only worked for one day, the uncle who watched the construction site had a deep impression of Cen Jiu, after all, it is really rare to see someone who is so young and has so much strength.

Cen Jiu walked to the bathroom of the shed, silently changed into the gray old clothes, and then walked towards a large transport truck on the construction site.

That's right, the job Cen Jiu is looking for is a porter on the construction site, no need to look at academic qualifications or experience, as long as he has a lot of strength and works diligently.