When Feng Jingxi woke up, the sun was shining on the bed, and the quilt was hot.

He sat up sharply, and the dream had dissipated into the night, like a ghost, and the sun was shining without a trace.

In the mirror by the wall, his naked upper body was revealed, and he actually slept in someone else's bed until he woke up naturally, which is rare.

He rubbed his temples and pulled a towel blanket around him. I was so tired last night that I fell asleep without catching anything and putting it on, and I was too relieved to my friends.

Looking around the room, everything was strange and there was no one. He rolled over and walked around the room.

Everything was excessively neat and ridiculously clean. There are also fully armed smart homes, and the curtains are all electronically controlled, which is not too much to say that it is low-key luxury.

American soft beds and Italian leather sofas, unlacquered wooden floors, a fully open kitchen, high-tech appliances such as ice makers, wine coolers, coffee machines, and even the bathroom has floor-to-ceiling windows.

Feng Jingxi thought that it seemed that Xue Yichen had mixed well in Shanghai this year, so he kept bombarding himself fiercely and urging him to return to China.

In the email was Xue Yichen's remarks, "Dude, this email is too slow to come and go, do you know that there is real-time communication in China now?" ”

In the tweet was his voice, "Which corner of the world is not Chinese now?" Which city has more customs and internationalization than our Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen? How can a foreign girl be as beautiful as a Chinese girl? ”

In the ins, there is his message, "Where did you run again?" Hurry up and bring these photos of yours back to China to open a blog. If you receive millions of fans overnight, you will be a big V, and banknotes and female tickets will be rewarded in the hula hula live broadcast. ”

In Facebook, it was his disdain, "Hey, do you still understand what I'm saying?" Foreign talk destroys IQ, and if you don't come back, you're going to be out. ”

All the social platforms that Feng Jingxi used to expose photos have his "insert the knife and your three views" comments on his visit here, fortunately, there are not many foreigners who are good at Chinese, and Chinese will not say anything when they see it.

In short, it is only by returning to China that there is a way to live. Overseas aquatic is hot, and domestic wind and water are booming.

Well, he's back now.

It's been almost 24 hours, and they haven't seen a photo. Did Xue Yichen come back last night?

Only the mobile phone next to the bed was plugged into the charging dock, and a glass of water was also resting there, showing traces of his return.

Feng Jingxi glanced at the message on his mobile phone.

Xue Yichen did send him a few voice messages before leaving:

"I went to work. You slept like a dead pig, and I couldn't bear to call you. In that part of Africa, do people sleep in trees? Tired you like this? ”

"Today is my first time attending the headquarters, I can't take time off, I've been very busy in the last few days. Jae-lan says she'll take care of you (smirk). There are new mobile phones and calling cards in the drawer, which I bought for you in Blue, and Blackberry is not good in China. Building 211, Lane 163, Sinan Road, this is the address and telephone number of her hospital. Welcome home, buddy. ”

"Also, put your Facebook and Twitter aside, there is no one here Ins, we use QQ and WeChat, at least let us find you at any time."

At this time, he realized that he could not find his clothes, and the dirty Archaeopteryx backpack was gone. Except for the photographic equipment, that's all his belongings.

Sure enough, he rummaged through the corners of the house, and only the Leica camera and Canon camera bag were in the corner, and the rest of his belongings were gone.

Xue Yichen and Feng Jingxi have known each other since they arrived in the United States, and with their understanding of each other, he finally gave up looking for luggage. His stuff doesn't match the style of this room, he's a refugee, and it's a bachelorette mansion. His benevolent brother with a habit of cleanliness probably sent all his belongings straight to the dry cleaners, or simply threw them away.

Fortunately, Xue Yichen has not yet annihilated humanity and common sense to clean up his cameras that look tattered and tattered, but are actually so expensive that they sell kidneys, as garbage.

Feng Jingxi had no choice but to put on his underwear, pick up the cup of bedside water, stand by the window to get used to it for a while, and look out while drinking.

The floors are very high, there are faint clouds floating in the sky, and the scenery of Pudong on the other side is realistic and unfamiliar. The sound on the road is far away, and the city is familiar.

At this time, the voice call rang again, and he picked it up, it was Guan Lan's voice.

Crisp, pleasant, as always.

She said anxiously, "You're back?" ”

He replied, "Well, it's back." ”

There was a slight pause on her side, her voice trembling slightly.

"Are you still leaving?"

He paused for two seconds, the same time as slow x1.

"Not for now."