After Wen Miao left the snack bar, he walked along another road to the pier where he first saw him last night, maybe he could meet him unexpectedly here like last night.

The sea breeze gently danced the corners of her skirt, Wen Miao slowly walked to the railing, walked to the position he leaned on, and leaned up.

Looking at the sea in the distance, the seagulls lit the waves from time to time, listening to the sound of the boats from far and near, and the sun was shining.

Suddenly, I like this kind of life very much, without the hustle and bustle of a big city, but with a unique liveliness.

What Wen Miao didn't know was that the man she was looking for was on a fishing boat parked at the dock, looking at her calmly.

……

Gradually, the sun was overhead, and it became scorching, and there were more people on the dock, Wen Miao walked to the shade of the dock. There's an old woman buying chilled watermelon.

Wen Miao bought half of it, planning to take it back and eat it with a spoon. When he was about to pay, a hand suddenly handed the money to the old woman first, and a slightly green male voice sounded above Wen Miao: "Sister, let me invite you." ”

Wen Miao turned her head and looked, it was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, clean and shy.

"No thanks." Wen Miao gave the money to the old woman, turned around and left with the watermelon.

"Sister......" The boy seemed to want to say something, but Wen Miao ignored it and didn't stop.

"Li Xiang, you can't do it...... Hahaha......"

"Go away, don't bother me."

"The young lady is really good-looking."

"Cut, you men are superficial......"

Wen Miao could still hear the conversation between the boy behind him and his little friend from a distance.

Wen Miao carried the watermelon back to Jiubaju, and before she could go in, she heard that low, familiar voice.

She remembered the man's voice, which she had listened to twice last night, the one he had told her the route and the one she had dreamed of.

Now it's the third time.

"Deal with that." Her voice was low, like the tone that Wen Miao had made when she listened to the cello in a concert before.

"Wow, the boss has only gained a lot today. Look at this crab, it's fat. This is a male voice that is completely different from him, a little surging.

"Stinky fish, don't you want to think about it, this is our boss, it's all trivial to the boss, okay?" Wen Miao recognized this voice as the girl at the front desk.

"I can't argue with that." The one called the stinky fish said.

"Alright, let's get this done." He spoke again, Wen Miao bit her lip and squeezed the bag containing the watermelon.

"Got it."

"I know I don't want to get to work!" The girl said.

Wen Miao heard that no sound came from inside, and was about to raise her feet to walk inside, but before she could move, she met him head-on when she came out of it.

Wen Miao was stunned and looked straight at him.

Then she heard him ask, "Is there something?" ”

Wen Miao: "No ......" She paused and said, "No, there's something." ”

He was tall, looking at her condescendingly, waiting for her to say something.

Wen Miao hurriedly asked, but she didn't know what she was going to do. The heavy feeling of carrying a watermelon in her hand made her feel inspired, raised the watermelon in her hand, and asked, "That, do you want to eat watermelon?" ”

Mu Yanjiu glanced at half of the watermelon in the transparent bag, said no need and left directly.

His refusal was expected by Wen Miao, she just wanted to talk to him.

Wen Miao saw him walk out of the courtyard, so she carried the watermelon that he rejected into the main hall.

In the main hall, there is a man and a woman sitting on the sofa for receiving guests, the woman is the girl at the front desk, and the man should be the stinky fish in the girl's mouth just now.

Wen Miao planned to go upstairs, but when she saw the two people on the sofa, she suddenly changed her mind.