The little girl's mother hurriedly paid for the tiles, and the little girl burst into tears and laughed, and went away with her mother happily.

Xiao Se has been watching the mother and daughter go away, and I have a sour feeling in my heart, he must be sad to see the little girl and her mother affectionately together. A child with a mother is like a treasure, and a child without a mother is like a grass. No matter how rich his life is, he can't make up for Xiao Se's lack of maternal love, no wonder Captain Yu said that he had a poor background.

After a long time, Xiao Se retracted his gaze and said in a sad tone: "These tiles carry the collective memory of the people of Old Haicheng. This feast of tiles is also the result of collective nostalgia. ”

We left Haitian Commercial Plaza in the pouring rain, it was already more than 10 o'clock in the evening, I thought his arrangement was over, and I was disappointed, but Xiao Se did not send me back to the dance troupe, but drove to the coffee street by the South Lake, when Yin Jingshu celebrated her birthday, it was there that Western restaurant.

The world outside the car window is vast, and the neon lights of those old villas have become phantoms in the mist.

Xiao Se parked the car in a parking space on the side of the road, got out of the car, opened his umbrella, and led me through the rain waterfall and into a small courtyard. There was a house in the courtyard, unlit and pitch black in the rain. We walked up a few stone steps quickly, closed the umbrella and put it on the ground, took out the key and opened the door of the old villa.

After entering the house, he pressed several switches on the wall, and the room was instantly lit up. I looked around, the floor was covered with tiles, the walls were tiled, the bar counter was inlaid with tiles, and there were tiled tables, tiled pillows, tiled coasters, and tiled cutlery...... All possible applications of tiles are presented here in one place.

"Oh my God, this is a time garden of tiles!" I was amazed.

"The name of this house is the Garden of Time. There will also be a tile display shelf here, which will present the complete façade of the 67 colors I have collected. Xiao Se pointed to the vacant place in the corner, his eyes flashing, "I also took care of this building from the renovation of the old villa to the interior design."

After the official opening on New Year's Day, Time Garden is a black tea house with a storage display of flower tiles, and it is also an experience space of flower tiles. Here you can taste tea and meet friends, and at the same time, the storage of tiles exists in a way of device design, you can see the most complete pattern of tiles, you can witness the original appearance of it just been rescued, you can witness the pain caused by the changes of the city, see the transparent process of picking bricks and bricks, and even support the continuous introduction plan of tiles, leaving a corner for the city full of tiles that year. ”

Behind this garden of time, there is another moving story. In July this year, the warehouse where the tiles were stored was forced to relocate, and more than 30 tons of tiles could not be moved, so Xiao Se had to launch crowdfunding on the Internet, hoping to get everyone's help and participate in the collection of tiles, and at the same time build a time garden for the tiles to live in Haicheng, as a display and experience center for the tiles.

To his surprise, the news received an enthusiastic response as soon as it was posted online, with more than 1,800 people, ranging from 30 to 50 years old, participating in crowdfunding by purchasing derivative products of flower tiles. At the same time, in just 20 days, more than 100 people from all over the country flew to Haicheng to buy tiles, in addition to leaving enough tiles for exhibitions and building time gardens, the rest of the tiles were snapped up, a total of more than 50,000 pieces, two or three thousand square meters.

"Every day, people fly over from different places to buy bricks, most of them are in their thirties and forties, some want to use them for the decoration of new homes or stores, and some simply want to collect, forming a very large group of people who love tiles. There are also later people who can't buy tiles and are very angry. They all feel that Haicheng tiles are bright and diverse in color, the design is more interesting and simple, can withstand the precipitation of time, and is also a part of the city's memory, and many people remember Haicheng through the tiles. ”

The time garden black tea house was built through crowdfunding, and the money from the sale of the tiles was used for subsequent rescue and collection work, and the tiles in Haicheng and more surrounding demolition areas were excavated and transported. In just half a year, the current storage of tiles has reached more than 30 tons, and the pressure of collecting tiles has never stopped. "Cities are changing faster than we can collect!" Now, in addition to this time garden, Xiao Se also rents a space of more than 1,300 square meters in a cultural and creative park, and in the future, a Haicheng Flower Brick Museum will be built, which is also a city memory museum.

"But...... You're going abroad, who's going to take care of it? I asked bitterly.

"My good friend in Blue Mountain will take over, and he will not be satisfied with staying in that small place and will soon come to Haicheng to open a law firm. and Mu Mian will also help, they are all core shareholders. Xiao Se said with emotion, "Thanks to the help of the two of them, I was able to do such a vigorous thing without spending my father's money or using his relationship, and really gave full play to my ability." At that time, the crowdfunding thing was quite sensational, which attracted a lot of attention, and some units took the initiative to come to the door to talk about cooperation, Haitian Commercial Plaza is one of them, they wanted to do activities during Christmas, I proposed a series of ideas for the flower tile feast, and the two sides hit it off. ”

There is also a venue on the second floor, and we ascended the stairs, which were also paved with tiles. Upstairs, too, there are tiled elements, and the hall is furnished with comfortable sofas and coffee tables, as well as several private rooms, one of which has not yet been furnished, except for a sofa bed, which Xiao Se says sometimes sleeps on when he is too late.

There is also a long tiled table with an old-fashioned record player and vinyl records on top of the hall, giving it a nostalgic feel.

"Can this record be played?" I'm interested in antique record players and records.

"Yes." Xiao Se turned on the record player and put on a record of dance music, and the tango music sounded, and the romantic mood immediately diffused.

Xiao Se walked to the wall, turned off the headlights, leaving only one wall lamp, and then returned to me, bent over, and stretched out his hand. "Can I ask you for a dance?"

I pursed my lips and smiled, gave him my hand, and we slid into the center of the hall.

As soon as he came up, he made me spin in too many circles, and it was not like dancing, but an emotional outlet.

"You're making me dizzy!" I protested.

"Going round and round is nothing to you." He clearly did it on purpose.

"It's nothing, but I don't want to turn right now." I said with another spin, "The imagination and passion of tango are limitless, but I lack passion now, let's change the style of dance music." ”

But he ignored me, and wrapped his arms around me, spinning and spinning, his voice hurried and wheezing: "Lack of passion, yes, I'll give it to you." ”

I saw his fiery eyes, burned by his eyes and tone, and burned by the music. My heart pounded, he snapped back, and I crashed into his arms. He grabbed my jaw and quickly blocked my mouth with his lips, his tongue rhythmically circled the tip of my tongue, licking and kissing in circles, his kisses became more and more domineering, deep into my throat and heavy licking, heavy pressure, I was about to suffocate, uncomfortably muttering, he let me go.

The heating was on in the room, and I was already hot, and beads of sweat were on my forehead. He gasped and stared at me, a look of patience and distress in his eyes, his thick eyebrows locked together, the muscles of his lips tensed, and he gritted his teeth. After a while, the muscles in his face relaxed, and he sighed. "It's not too early, I'll send you back."

"I don't want to go back yet." A strong passion and desire hit me, and I burst out of my mouth.

There was a contradictory glint in his eyes, and his lips moved, and he stopped talking.

I smiled softly at him.

He looked at me for a moment, and after a while, he finally said, "Okay, then let's continue dancing." ”

The music was replaced by a slow waltz at some point, the music was gentle and lingering, we danced in the dim light, his arms were warm and powerful, I snuggled in his arms, drowsy and drunk, my heart flew through the hall, and it was only then that I suddenly realized that I had loved him for so long, and since we met again six years later, I was unconsciously attracted to him, until I was deeply trapped in the love network he weaved, and it was difficult to extricate myself. No matter what the future holds, I willingly sink into it, even if it is a moth to a fire.

When the dance was over, I rested my head on Xiao Se's shoulder, his chin gently brushing my forehead.

"Tong Xin." He called me softly, his breath was burning and his palms were hot. He stared at me, his eyes dark, and he whispered, "If you don't leave now, you probably won't be able to go back." ”

"Then stay." I met his gaze so boldly that my heart almost burst out.

"Did you drink too much?" He said vaguely.

"I only drank a glass of wine, not drunk." I answer clearly.

"Tong Xin." He called me again, struggling and saying, "I'd better send you back." ”

I laughed, mockingly. "When did you become so timid, that's not your style, Bully Xiao!"

His eyes burned with fire, staring at me tightly, and his voice was hoarse and low: "Don't challenge my bottom line, I'm doing this for your good." ”

"If it's really good for me, remember me forever, remember me firmly!" Even if you and I are divided from now on, I don't complain about fate, I only hope that you can remember this night, remember me, and you will not waste your youth and this life!

I stood on tiptoe, wrapped my arms around his neck, and kissed him for the first time. I think I have a very high level of understanding, including kissing skills, and I have obtained his true inheritance. My lips tossed and sucked, pressed against his, and the flexible tip of my tongue squirmed like a pretentious snake, gentle, delicate, lingering. He hugged me tightly, hugging me all over his chest. I could feel his whole body burn up, and finally, he picked me up horizontally and walked towards the room.