3 Chapter 3
"I've rarely experienced such a hot summer. It was so charming, so radiant, that it swept over me like a full-bodied wine filling my heart. β
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I don't know what the hell I saw, this year's Hong Kong is so hot that it is weird, and I heard that the temperature in the mainland is much cooler, which makes Shang Mingbao, who is about to set off, feel a little relieved. In the past, she was supposed to spend the summer on a manor house in northern or southern Europe, and she really didn't have much interest in going to the mainland for a summer camp, but she had to go.
The reason for the incident was that a private girls' school with a long history cooperated with a school on the other side of the Xiangjiang River to organize a summer camp, and Shang Mingbao also formed a partnership with a female high school student in the mainland. She didn't know that this summer camp was sponsored by her mother, Wen Youyi, just to let her get more exposure to the real, out-of-circle life and world. In the arrangement and selection of teammates, there is naturally a lot of effort.
Bentley waited for a long time at the top of Deep Water Bay in Hong Kong, and the driver waited patiently in the shade of the trees on the side, listening to the pleading voice not far away.
"You must bring this, Mommy, how can you not bring a ball bag?"
The huge black ball bag was taller than the others, as the zipper wasn't fully pulled and the silver-gray carbon head glistened in the hot sun.
Another female voice asked, "You can take it, but where do you go to find a golf course?" β
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The driver and the housekeeper beside him exchanged helpless glances with each other, and they didn't dare to step forward to persuade them, so they chose to look at their noses and noses.
The fact that the third lady was going to live in the mainland without any housekeepers and servants surprised and panicked the whole family, and the packing of the luggage alone went on for two weeks. Because of her health, Shang Mingbao couldn't do intense sports since she was a child, and only playing golf made her fall in love. Hearing that there was no golf course there, her face collapsed aggrievedly as she held her bag.
"Babe, I hope you understand that you've been to summer camp, not to vacation, okay?" Mother Wen Youyi was gentle and patient: "You can't bring so many things to other people's homes, you are a guest, and guests should do whatever they want." β
Shang Mingbao is not a pampered and coquettish character, after listening to her mother's persuasion, her strength to hold the ball bag and swear to the death gradually loosened.
Wen Youyi sent her to the side of the car and straightened her long straight hair behind her ears, "Be good at someone else's house, but it's still the first thing to be happy, take care of your body, and call me or Sophie if you have something." β
Sophie is Shang Mingbao's exclusive butler, and she has been with her since she babbled, and this time she will accompany her and return after helping her settle in.
Hearing this, Sophie responded, reassuring Wen Youyi, but in her heart, she slandered Mrs. She was really ruthless, how could she let the third lady leave home alone? It is true that the third lady has grown so big innocently in the air, but who stipulates that people must know the truth of the world?
Before getting into the car, Shang Mingbao reluctantly hugged her mother and went to the port to pass the customs.
If it was before, of course, she would have taken a helicopter to Ning City, which was faster. But today, she had to obediently go to the gate to line up, and then cross the sea by boat and land in Ning City from the port. According to Sophie, it is because the port is relatively close to the destination, and since she is going to experience life, from the moment she goes out, she is no longer the eldest lady.
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Along with the horizon, you can see rich greens and rolling hills. It was two or three o'clock in the afternoon, the sea reflected a hard white light, and looking back, Hong Kong's blurred outline became a mirage-like illusion.
The ship arrived at the shore, and there was another rush to cross the customs. Out of the hall, the car sent by the Fang family was already waiting here. This is a black sedan with an unassuming appearance, and the only special feature is that there is a red flag logo on the front of the car.
Fang Suining, the daughter of the Fang family, was her teammate who received her this time, a native of Ning City, who is seventeen years old, one year older than Shang Mingbao. Prior to this, they had been in Hong Kong for more than half a month to take a rich and interesting activity class, which was very compatible. Fang Suining couldn't pick it up in person because she had an opera class this morning.
The car drove up the mountain, looping around the winding mountain road like a dragon, and the warm mountain breeze and the unchanged mountain scenery made people drowsy.
Shang Mingbao put his head on the window glass of the back seat, and when he was half-asleep and half-awake, he heard Sophie ask as if he was asking: "It's really far away, it's been an hour, and I haven't seen the house yet." β
The driver was stunned for a moment, reacted quickly, and replied with a smile: "I'm so sorry, I thought you already knew, we have to go to the mountains to pick up someone first." β
Sophie was originally a little unhappy, but when she thought that this was someone else's car and someone else's driver, she could only stop talking.
Shang Mingbao listened to the two sentences, sobered up a little, unscrewed the mineral water bottle and asked, "Who will you pick up?" What is he doing in the mountains? Lost? β
The driver thought for a moment, and didn't know whether he was clever or unintentional, and only answered one of the questions: "This time it is probably a specimen." β
"This time?" Shang Mingbao drank water and pursed his moist lips: "So, he often comes to the mountains?" β
"That's right."
The driver who opened the red flag has a lineage of proportions and tight-lipped mouths, don't say what shouldn't be said, don't mention what doesn't need to be mentioned, he didn't introduce who the person to pick up is, and what is the relationship with the Fang family.
It was about a weak signal in the mountains, and after a few kilometers, the driver made two more phone calls to ask for directions. Relieved when he saw the branch tied with the yellow ribbon, he said to the two guests in the back seat, "Found it." β
The red flag car slowed down with double flashes, and in the field of view of the windshield, a coin was tossed high, doubling in the green shadow and green sky, and when it fell into the air, it was taken into the palm of a hand wearing a black half-finger glove.
Hearing the sound of wheels rubbing against the concrete pavement, the gloveled man turned his face slightly, his eyes lifted slightly.
He had a pair of long, narrow and thin eyes, and under the narrow and deep double eyelids, there was a sharp and indifferent look. A light black windshell jacket was loosely and stylishly worn by him, pulled under the top neckline, and the stacked pure black magic scarves covered half of his face.
At his feet, on the mossy concrete shoulder, stacked on top of two strap-fastened objects, each pressed with a lattice-like pine frame. The hiking bag on the other side is very large, with a roll of professional moisture-proof blanket hanging from the bottom and a roll of down sleeping bag buckled in the top cabin.
Although he didn't know him, Shang Mingbao still pushed the back door open a little gap, ready to get out of the car to say hello. The driver hurriedly said: "You don't have to get out of the car, I'll help him, soon." β
After a while, through the open trunk, the voice of the driver greeting him could be heard. He should also be a native of Ningshi, and the driver spoke Cantonese to him, greeted him and asked him if the trip went well.
He said very little, only a few words, and paid no attention to the two outsiders in the car.
The driver helped him put the backpack and the two bundles of things in the trunk, and finally reported: "The two people in the car are Suining's guests." β
He knew that the person in front of him was tired of communicating, and today it happened that the car couldn't turn around and crashed.
After a second, the other party replied softly, "Got it", and the tone couldn't be heard.
Shang Mingbao understood the driver's attitude and wording, and judged that this person should be the driver's senior, that is, Fang Suining's elder. Don't...... Is it Fang Suining's father?
Waiting for the person to sit in the co-pilot and fasten the seat belt, Shang Mingbao greeted sweetly and politely: "Hello uncle." β
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suddenly became an uncle, and Xiang Feiran's movements were obvious.
The driver held back a playful smile in his mouth, and closed his mouth in amusement at the glance thrown by the other party.
Shang Mingbao didn't notice anything wrong, and continued to introduce himself: "I am Fang Suining's classmate, and my uncle can call me Mingbao." β
Xiang Feiran had no interest in embarrassing others, since it was just a one-sided friendship, he didn't correct it, and replied calmly: "Hello." β
"I'm here to spend the summer vacation with Ning, and I'm going to disturb my uncle in the next half month." Shang Mingbao's voice maintained a high emotion in the face of his elders, and he would explain the context of the future.
Listening to her crisp uncle long uncle short one after another, Xiang Feiran couldn't help but raise the corner of his lips hidden under the magic towel: "Don't bother." β
The driver glanced sideways.
Don't bother? That's not what you said to your cousin, but vaguely remember saying ......, "Don't bother." β
The cabin was very quiet, and the sound of tearing gloves with velcro was heard. In his neat movements, Shang Mingbao found a topic and asked, "What is my uncle doing in the mountains?" β
Xiang Feiran lowered his eyes and replied casually: "Collect medicine." β
Driver: "......"
Shang Mingbao believed it and said, "Wow." β
Xiang Feiran smiled silently and tucked his gloves into his backpack. When he hooked off the magic towel and spoke to the driver, Shang Mingbao finally saw his clear and complete side face.
His complexion was so pale, so fair that he didn't look like a person who always went to the mountains to collect medicine. It was so white that it was like thick ink and jade under black clothing.
This fleeting glimpse was so fleeting, far less profound than the curvature of his facial features. But Shang Mingbao suddenly sat up straight in the back seat, as if a silk thread was pulling the nerves in her body.
Doesn't he look like Fang Suining...... Isn't it a father, it's an uncle?
She inexplicably stopped talking, took out the game handheld, and ran aimlessly around the mountains.
There was a long silence in the car. After a long time, Shang Mingbao finally secretly raised his gaze and glanced past the central control. She only saw Xiang Feiran with his arms folded, as if he was sleeping soundly, and the fisherman's hat was pressed down, blocking the sunset afterglow pouring from the windshield for him.
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An hour later, the Hongqi sedan stopped in front of a mountain courtyard.
A three-storey white building sits in an "L" shape and has the charm of Soviet-style architecture, but the plain whitewashed faΓ§ade has been soaked gray in the wind and rain. The steps leading to the house are paved with blue bricks and stones, and the flowers and plants on both sides are clustered, some of them are vigorous, and some of them are already half-dead.
In the corner of the yard, carved with flowers, birds, insects and fish under the limestone shadow wall, a simple water tank into its own pond scenery ecology, close to see, red and yellow koi, water lily and two turtles get along very harmoniously, there is a cluster of leaves like arrowroot white flowers in the water.
Any house in front of the commercial house in Deep Water Bay will not be enough to see, but the atmosphere of life here is strong, and there is a wild interest in the forest wind and autumn moon, which finally brightens Shang Mingbao's mood.
Sophie carried her luggage with the help of a driver and a worker, and for a while there were only two people left in the car. Shang Mingbao wasn't sure whether he wanted to say goodbye to the elders in front of him, because the other party's breathing was steady and shallow, as if he was still sleeping.
After two seconds, Sophie's voice shouted at her through the car window, and Shang Mingbao woke up like a dream, and hurriedly pushed open the door and got out of the car.
It wasn't until the person walked away that Xiang Feiran in the car grabbed the fisherman's hat and opened his eyes.
The driver witnessed the whole process and wanted to laugh, but didn't dare. He knew very well that this young master was tired of people's virtues, but he didn't expect that he would have to hide even a minor girl.
Xiang Feiran knew what he was thinking, glanced at him expressionlessly, and advised: "Put the specimen in the observation room, you don't have to call me for dinner." β
The driver asked, "Why don't you take a look at Grandpa first?" β
Xiang Feiran hung his backpack on one shoulder and stepped on the ground with his outdoor boots: "Tell him I'm back and I'll see him later." β
On one side of the small three-story western-style building, there is a row of bungalows lined up in a zigzag, and there may be three or four rooms at a glance. The oak-colored wooden floor under the porch was cleaned by the servants, reflecting the last of the orange rays of the sunset. Xiang Feiran took out the key and unscrewed one of them, and after entering, he locked it very naturally.
It was a room in its early twenties, and as far as the eye could see, there were stacks of books. In the center is a long and wide desk containing a computer, a writing desk, and a table-style easel, on which is a half-drawn piece of sketch paper, surrounded by paint tubes, needle pens, colored pencils, and ink.
Xiang Feiran threw down his backpack and plugged in the card reader guide photo on the computer. When he took off the wind shell with his backhand, he even rolled up the black T-shirt underneath, revealing a well-defined waist and abdomen.
The RAW format file size is huge, and there are thousands of images, and the import is very slow. He sat in his office chair for a while, walked to the window near the back hill, pushed the glass open a narrow slit, and slid the grinding wheel to light a cigarette.
Everyone in the family knew about his smoking, but no one dared to tell his grandfather to Lianqiao. In front of Xiang Lianqiao, he is still one of the top ten young men with few words, well-behaved and gentle.
The bend that connects to the foot of the mountain is inaccessible, and a few domestic workers whisper.
"I heard that it's a daughter from Hong Kong."
"Suining's friend, where did you come from? Why haven't I heard her mention it before? β
"You don't know, the one who came with her was her housekeeper, and she explained a lot of things, you can't do this, you can't do that."
"I heard there's something wrong there." One of the aunts lowered her voice and pointed her finger at her heart.
Xiang Feiran couldn't see her movements, so he didn't know where it was, but he only heard another person raise his voice, surprised and sighed: "Really? Ouch, that's pretty pathetic......"
He puffed out a puff of his cigarette, squinted, and didn't bother to make a sound, and the hand that held the cigarette tapped on the windowsill. The smell of tobacco wafted out along with the careless movement, and the faces of several workers changed and they hurriedly silenced.