Xu Fei's residence is very modern, and Duan Yi, who has just come out of prison, feels like going straight to heaven.

"Don't be restrained," Xu Fei said. "You go take a shower, I'll get something to eat."

Duan Yi entered the bathroom with all the bathing utensils that Xu Fei had prepared for him.

Beneath the steaming water, the skin's refreshment creates a strong feeling of being under the parasitic hedge. The confusion in my heart is like a cloud of smoke in a limited space. Duan Yi couldn't hold back his complicated emotions again, and his tears mixed into the rushing water, and through the sound of water, he let out a strange whimper unique to adult boys.

After that, I breathed a long sigh of relief and meditated on the endless road of heaven.

Don't be a crying boy.

Hell, crying is so amazingly refreshing!

When Duan Yi came out, Xu Fei was still cooking.

"Just wait." Xu Fei said.

Duan Yi sat on the soft fabric sofa that he had never experienced before, and looked at Xu Fei's slow back in the European-style kitchen. The delicate apron is unique to her. Some warmth has a homely taste.

When the meal was ready, they sat across from each other.

Duan Yi gobbled up under Xu Fei's silent gaze.

"How?" Duan Yi remembered that encounter in the university cafeteria. "Isn't it too sven, I haven't had a good meal in a long time."

"I like to see you eat deliciously." Xu Fei's eyes were slightly intoxicated.

"Hmm," Duan Yi said. "Probably from the perspective of genetic selection, the performance of eating is also a reference factor."

"I don't like to compare people to animals."

"Man is not detached from the nature of animals." Duan Yi said. "It's just that the soul more than the animal controls the animal-like body, and the refined soul cannot tolerate the unadorned indulgence of the seven passions and six desires. Adjust your posture to maintain elegance no matter how indulgent you are. ”

"The phenomenon of predation in the animal kingdom has been adjusted by humans to elegant table manners; The undisguised mating phenomenon of the animal kingdom has been adapted by humans into a rose and perfume melodrama. Xu Fei said.

I don't know if it was a word in the conversation that caused the scene to be a little cramped, or if they were just contemplating, thinking about how much the soul could control the physical body, after all, the subtle reaction of the physical body at this time was completely involuntary, at least the slightly flushed faces and accelerated heartbeats of both of them were just like that.

"I think—" Duan Yi said.

"Huh?" Xu Fei quickly withdrew his gaze that he didn't know how to place it before, and seemed to be looking forward to it. She seemed to be a little hot, and she unbuttoned a button under her neckline with casual movements.

"I think-" Duan Yi saw the porcelain white skin under Xu Fei's neckline, and was deeply attracted but trying to escape. "I think people are entertaining themselves by playing with humanity."

"Uh-huh!"

After dinner, Xu Fei asked Duan Yibang to see his new work. Xu Fei opened the computer file and went to the bathroom.

Duan Yi really admired Xu Fei's delicate brushstrokes, her skills were fully worthy of her fame, but her excessively bewitching face diverted everyone's attention from her works.

But there was a passage that deeply attracted his attention, he was alone looking at a beautiful scene described from a female perspective, a vivid but not dirty wind and snow. He had to admire the magic of words, which could make things that were just fooling around with men and women in style and elegance.

Unfortunately, it was a comment in red that needed to be removed.

The sound of the shower in the bathroom is unusually crisp through the crack in the door, revealing a wet wall between the frosted glass doors, and a few lines of crystal clear water droplets slip down, and sparse wisps of smoke drift out from the cracks in the door.

Duan Yi stared at the crack in the door in a daze, until the sound of the water stopped, until the crack in the door became larger, until Xu Fei walked out while wrapping a bath towel.

Xu Fei changed into a nightdress and came out and said, "Can you help me blow my hair?" ”

Xu Fei sat on the sofa, and Duan Yi stood in front of him. The hair dryer whispered high-frequency, and the strong wind blew her long hair and blew the neckline of her nightdress as thin as a cicada's wings.

Xu Fei cooperated casually, swinging his posture to meet the direction of the wind, Duan Yi lowered his gaze casually, and followed the direction of the wind to take in his fragrant posture.

"How's my new book?" She asked.

"Are you catering to the appetite of your readers? The first few chapters are interspersed with a lot of ambiguous plots. ”

"Not exactly, some late nights I will be keen on such fantasies, and the kind of lazy and lingering mood is really tempting." Xu Fei said. "I think if we are together, we will be able to get together, poetry and distance need our creative enthusiasm, we need our tacit understanding, and we need our souls who are not restless even if they are drifting in the wind."

"Hmm!" Duan Yi had to admit that the avant-garde literary woman in front of her was absolutely attractive to the pure opposite sex. For the anxious literature and art, he would rather be alone in the endless loneliness of code words. Two men and women tapping on the keyboard each other, the artistic conception completely loses the beauty described in the text.

"I'd love to talk to you about it." Duan Yi said. "We can become a century-old confidante who will not turn their faces."

"Can confidantes go to bed?"

"It's-"