On the day of departure, the weather was just right. The early morning wind has a faint cool breath, as if it wants to take away the last bit of heat at the end of this summer, so that the whole stuffy city A can breathe a little comfortably.

The clothes on Gu Yao's body were picked by Su Fengqiao. The faint gray T-shirt has a touch of dazzling white at the cuffs, which makes Gu Yao's sunshine handsome and more eye-catching.

Several of them went by Song Hang's private helicopter. Sun Jianding explained that he just wanted his friends to feel the warmth of the sea in the summer, even though it was a private club, but it was built on the seashore so far away from City A. In short, Sun Jianding chose to build a club there because of a friend.

Su Fengqiao would always be moved by a few of Gu Yao's friends. He felt that Gu Yao was really not a loss, although he had been soaked in the shadow of loneliness because of the instigation of the Zhu family's forces, although he had never been able to make friends like boys of his age, and although he had once shown such a groveling posture in order to find friends, he had these such good friends who could accompany him when he was tired, sad, troubled, and sad.

Heaven still favors Gu Yao.

These people can stick a knife in Gu Yao's ribs.

The seaside is always filled with a salty and moist smell. This breath carried the last hint of sultry heat at the time of the July fire, and enthusiastically pounced on the full plane of people.

Su Fengqiao has never seen the sea.

Since he was a child, his parents have been hovering like a spinning top at work, and he is also a so-called well-behaved child who only knows how to read and does not know what travel is. He still remembers that when he was in elementary school, there was a summer vacation just over, and the children in the class were enthusiastically discussing the happy experience of traveling, only Su Fengqiao was holding a book and reading it indifferently. When he got home, he asked his parents why we didn't go out to play. His father's eyes didn't mean to leave the newspaper: "What to play, your mother and I don't have a high salary, how can you go out to play, if you want to play, finish your homework and go to the community park for a walk twice." His mother wiped the table and added: "Don't learn from those people in your class, you know that you are crazy all day long, and you don't look at your bad grades in the exam, it's really a waste of time." Then he said, "If you dare to learn from them, just wait and eat the garbage." ”

So Su Fengqiao has never been far away.

He had heard from his classmates about the vastness of the grasslands, the vastness of the sea, and the majesty of the snow-capped mountains, but he had never seen them with his own eyes.

Because of this, when he first saw the blue-white waves gently licking the beach with heavy and beautiful foam, his eyes became a little straight from being too focused, and his cheeks became red and fluttered with excitement.

Gu Yao stepped forward and unexpectedly saw Su Fengqiao showing a look he had never seen before, and tilted his head and asked, "Is it good-looking?" ”

Su Fengqiao grinned gently and nodded.

Gu Yao reached out and grabbed his hair: "You haven't seen the sea?" ”

Su Fengqiao nodded.

Gu Yao squatted down and bowed to the soft sea sand, and looked up at Su Fengqiao: "I'll play with you to build sand dunes, right?" It's fun, I used to play with these mud and sand and stuff when I was a kid, but it's addictive, I'm sure you'll like it. ”

Su Fengqiao squatted down and touched the sand that looked fine. It felt so good to the touch that it even reminded him of a dessert he liked very much, mung bean cake. The delicate touch of the mung bean cake after breaking is exactly the same as the feeling of this fine sand.

Thinking like this, Su Fengqiao's ghost sent the fine sand stuck on his index finger to his mouth. Gu Yao hurriedly pulled his hand down: "What are you doing, this is sand." ”

Su Fengqiao smiled: "I want to taste whether this is the same as mung bean cake." ”

"Stupid or not," Gu Yao also smiled, "I just said that I liked to play with sand when I was a kid - I can pile a lot of things, do you know sandcastles?" Such a tall castle," Gu Yao measured it with his hand, "Let's try it now?" ”

Su Fengqiao saw the sun shine on the tips of his slightly curly hair and the corners of his lips. A boy in his early twenties carries the suffocating attraction that sits between a young boy and a mature man.

"It feels like you're not growing up yet."

Gu Yao smiled: "Really?" I think I'm quite mature. ”

Su Fengqiao squinted at him—his heart was beating like a drum beating desperately, and he felt that the emotion hidden in his heart suddenly swelled uncomfortably.

"Hey-" Wei Lin's shout came from a distance, Su Fengqiao looked up, and saw Wei Lin standing next to several people and waving at them from a distance. Su Fengqiao was about to get up and go over, when he heard Wei Lin shouting again: "You don't need to come over yet!" Let's go to the clubhouse first! The address of the club - sent to Brother Yao! You two are ...... well," the sound that was already small due to the distance was blown away by a sudden gust of sea breeze. Su Fengqiao looked at the group of people smiling evilly in the distance, and probably guessed what the half sentence that was blown away by the wind was, pursed his lips, and his ears were slightly red.

Gu Yao didn't care about the broken half of the sentence, but concentrated on piling up the sand castles, and then shouted at Su Fengqiao: "Ah Qiao, look at it!" Towers are piled up! ”

Su Fengqiao looked at Gu Yao's happy appearance, and laughed: "Where do you think you are mature." ”

Gu Yao looked at him and thought for a while: "It's quite mature for other people." ”

Su Fengqiao's heart beat half a beat more: "What do the others mean ......?" ”

In fact, Gu Yao's words are simple and easy to understand, that is, it is naïve only in front of Su Fengqiao. But Su Fengqiao knew that his words didn't mean that—he might just rely on Su Fengqiao—but Su Fengqiao was so eager to hear Gu Yao say that sentence, which showed that he was different from others. Like a child thirsty for candy, Su Fengqiao looked at Gu Yao with this kind of eyes, and he didn't even notice it.

"It's everyone but you." Gu Yao confirmed Su Fengqiao's desire with the words that flowed out slowly, and then looked at Su Fengqiao with an extraordinarily gentle gaze.

"......" Su Fengqiao came back to his senses, his face seemed to be burning, and he hurriedly buried his head in fiddling with the sand.

"Aqiao." Gu Yao called Su Fengqiao with a smile.

"Huh?" Su Fengqiao's flushed face became lower and lower.

"Why are you so cute?"

“……”

When Su Fengqiao followed Gu Yao back to the private club, he felt that the redness of his whole face had not disappeared.

Su Fengqiao glanced at Gu Yao, he was walking in front like he was nothing, occasionally turning his head to look at the decoration style of this private club, as if the atmosphere that suddenly became ambiguous on the beach just now had nothing to do with him.

"Yo, you're back?" Song Hang and the others sat at the reception table in the hall, and when they saw Gu Yao and Su Fengqiao, they waved at them.

"Hmm." Gu Yao nodded, found a seat and sat down, "What are you talking about?" ”

"Let's talk about the room." Song Hang accosted, "Where do you two want to live?" East or West? Do you want to be near the sea? "It's all right," Gu Yao smiled, "Linhai is the best, Aqiao likes the sea." ”

"Aqiao likes the sea?" Wei Lin laughed again, and then threw a flying eye at Su Fengqiao: "You two want to sleep in the same room?" ”

"Hmm." Gu Yao didn't see Wei Lin's profound flying eyes, and nodded generously in acknowledgement.

Su Fengqiao felt that his face was already burned.

It's not something to shy away from in the first place. But since Su Fengqiao knew that Song Hang and they understood his feelings for Gu Yao, this kind of ridicule often made him feel a little ashamed. He pursed his lips and motioned to Wei Lin with a somewhat pleading expression to stop making trouble.

Wei Lin smiled and nodded, still deciding to carry out the assist to the end: "That, Brother Yao, our double room here doesn't have two single beds, only one double bed, don't you mind?" ”

"Oh, it's okay, Ah Qiao and I also sleep in the same bed at home." Gu Yao smiled without scruples and scratched his head.

The eyes of a group of people looking at Su Fengqiao suddenly became more meaningful.

Su Fengqiao: "......"