you are deep in the stars

The night in the small fishing village is peaceful.

Under the warm yellow light, Bai Xi sat cross-legged on the bed, concentrating on building Lego blocks.Mr. Han stood beside him for a while, and then asked with mixed feelings: "You don't let me pack the suitcase, just to secretly take Star Wars with you?"

"How can it be taken secretly?" Mr. Xiaobai looked at him seriously, "Don't I even have this bit of power in this family?"

"Of course, take it with you." Han Zhuo realized the mistake in time, and touched a book casually, "Then I—"

"Old Han." Bai Xi hung on him like an octopus and said affectionately, "I need you."

Han Zhuo: "..."

This night, the status of Lego blocks in Mr. Han's heart jumped, and he became the three giants of space travel who can keep pace with teacher Steve and soul friend Mark Lee.At one o'clock in the morning, the bed that was supposed to be full of little stars was still filled with Lego. Bai Xi huddled in Han Zhuo's arms, watching him with sleepy eyes as he assembled the building blocks.

"Is that right?" Han Zhuo carefully studied the blueprint.

"Mmmm." Bai Xi replied.

Han Zhuo laughed and looked down at the person in his arms: "Sleepy?"

"No." Bai Xi yawned and muttered. The exhaustion from working overtime for dozens of days and the fatigue accumulated during the journey hit him at the same time. He actually didn't know what he was talking about. Comfortable and warm, the body seems to be wrapped by the softest feathers, layer by layer, and finally turned into a pure white cotton nest.

Good quality sleep, no dreams at all.

In the next room, Liu Chunchun was wrapping himself in a quilt, trying to refuse the new pajamas offered by Mr. Wang.

"Who said that I will listen to everything when traveling?" Wang Yuanchen asked angrily.

Liu Chunchun said without confidence: "Me."

"Then come out." Wang Yuanchen shook the pajamas in his hand.

Liu Chunchun had a bitter look on his face. He felt that there was a huge difference in aesthetics between himself and Mr. Wang. For example, at this moment, the pajamas in the other party’s hand, which were said to be priced at five figures, looked like a lump of material to him. Good clear wipes.However, in view of the huge difference in the force values ​​​​of the two people, Liu Chunchun finally crawled out of the bed slowly and unwillingly, as sad as a big hazelnut at midnight.

Wang Yuanchen was quite satisfied in his heart, but his face was still very calm. He pulled the wrinkled earthman into his arms, and flexibly untied the other's wooden buttons with his fingers—they were made into bulging carrot shapes one by one, dotted on the In the pink pajamas, it looks fat and cute.

The body that had just taken a bath exuded the aroma of milk. Wang Yuanchen slowly rubbed his collarbone with the back of his finger, and the skin felt soft, but Liu Chunchun flinched back, feeling a little itchy.

Sensing that the other party seemed to want to leave, Wang Yuanchen frowned unconsciously, wrapped his left arm around his waist vigorously, and threw the expensive pajamas on the ground casually with his right hand.Liu Chunchun was caught off guard and was pressed under the blanket, still asking blankly, "Don't you need to wear it?"

Wang Yuanchen raised his chin and ended all conversations with a deep French kiss. The night was short and his patience was limited, so he had to save it for more important things.

Stars twinkle outside the window, and the sky seems to be covered with fine gemstones, making the whole island dreamy. The waves wash over the reefs one after another, peacefully accompanying the night as the night fades away, and the east is slowly covered by the golden-red light. Dip dyed.

The sun shines through the pure white window screen, Bai Xi covers her eyes with her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "Good morning."

"Good morning." Han Zhuo was packing his suitcase, "It's just eight o'clock, you can still sleep in."

"No, we agreed to go to sea." Bai Xi got up from the bed in a daze, and sleepwalked into the bathroom with slippers on. The assembled Star Wars model is shining brightly in the sun.

"Old Han!" Bai Xi was overjoyed.

"How is it?" Han Zhuo looked at him with a smile: "I spent the whole night, is there any reward?"

Bai Xi flew to hug him, but her nose was a little sore: "You are so kind."

"How good is it?" Han Zhuo asked.

"The best in the world." Bai Xi rubbed against his ear, "What time did you go to sleep?"

"06:30." Han Zhuo hugged him tightly, "So I'll apply and buy a simpler one next time."

Bai Xi jumped out of bed, pulled the heavy curtains to the tightest, and restored the dim light in the room.Han Zhuo asked, "Aren't you going out to sea?"

"Another day." Bai Xi wrapped him in the quilt and ordered, "Sleep."

Mr. Han closed his eyes: "Kiss."

Bai Xi cupped his cheeks with both hands, quickly touched his lips and wanted to run away, but failed to retreat, and was crushed under the blanket instead.

"Stop, stop!" Bai Xi put her hands on his chest, "It's agreed that you're going to sleep."

"You can also do something else first." Han Zhuo held his wrist, "Anyway, we don't need to work, we can sleep all day."

"Not too good." Bai Xi gently reminded, "It's not just the two of us here." Don't be too lewd.

"You can also pretend to be sick." Han Zhuo sucked kisses on his neck.

"It's a bit of morality." Bai Xi complained.

Han Zhuo laughed lowly, and waved his hand to cast a glimmer of light on his pillow.

The point of vacation is to be able to do whatever you want.

Including staying out of bed during the day.

And a bed full of little stars.

The morning market in the fishing village is very lively.Mr. Wang was sitting upright at the stall, waiting for the proprietress to cook rice noodles for breakfast. Fishing boats kept coming back from the pier. The noise and fishy smell filled the air. Liu Chunchun felt a little guilty and asked in a low voice, "You don't hate this place, do you?"

"A little bit." Mr. Wang frowned, "Are they going to fight?"

"They're bargaining." Liu Chunchun helped him add spice to the bowl, "Why don't we take it home and eat it?"

"No." Wang Yuanchen lowered his head and took a sip of soup, and said firmly, "I still have to go to the market."

Liu Chunchun: "..."

And Mr. Wang's so-called "shopping in the market" is really just "shopping". He doesn't know any kind of fish, he doesn't know what kind of crab is the fattest, and he is not interested in picking and buying vegetables and fruits. Wearing a white shirt and tied with a cute little tunic, she walks around the market gracefully, like a noble white swan walking by the lake.

So Mr. Wang, who looks irritable and extravagant, is actually not difficult to raise at all. As long as there are home-cooked food and a community vegetable market, he can feed his stomach and spend the whole day leisurely—but there is one prerequisite. Crumpled earthlings are by his side.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Bai Xi was lying on the rocking chair on the top floor, watching the sea while blowing the wind.

"Brother Bai." Liu Chunchun came up with a plate of fruit, "Brother Han said you were sick?"

"...Hmm." Bai Xi said seriously, "Sequence of seasickness."

"Is there still this kind of disease?" Liu Chunchun was very puzzled.

"You may not have it," Bai Xi put her arm around his shoulder, and said deeply, "But who is daddy? Dad is the invincible Ultraman." Not to mention the sequelae of seasickness, even the sequelae of saving the earth, it is not impossible.

Liu Chunchun poked him on the waist.

Bai Xi gasped in pain, and said angrily, "It's going against the sky, isn't it!"

"Cough." Liu Chunchun quickly dodged, "I'll go to the kitchen to make some soup, and I'll fix it for you." When he reached the stairs, he didn't forget to add, "to fix your seasickness." It wasn't because of anything else.

Bai Xi supported her back in pain.

The son learned badly and rebelled.

It must be the fault of Mr. Wang next door.

So he had to seriously consider this marriage again.

"I heard you can't move anymore?" Later, Mark Lee also came back from the beach and happily climbed into the room.

Bai Xi's eyes were dark: "Why do I feel that you seem to be very happy?"

"How could it be, no no." Mark Li hypocritically shook his head in denial, and then couldn't restrain the joy in his heart. He grabbed his hand and said in a sonorous tone, "But this kind of quiet evening just happens to allow us to have a Deep soul communication!" More importantly, the best friend can't run away, it's just too good.

Bai Xi said lazily, "Han—"

Mark Lee was taken aback, and rushed over to cover his mouth, but was grabbed from behind.Mr. Han smiled gently: "Director Ma, I heard you are going to the beach again?" The literary youth protested feebly with tears in his eyes: "But I just came back."

Mr. Han looked at him with a good attitude.

Mark Lee tearfully said: "I'm leaving now."

Ah, the soul aches.

In the kitchen, Liu Chunchun was teaching Mr. Wang how to make dumplings. From the crooked ones at the beginning to the chubby ones in the later stage, they were neatly arranged on the chopping board, looking very accomplished.The waiter at the Star Bar happened to call, wanting to ask if he wanted to join the weekend night, but several calls went on in vain. In the end, he could only guess that the sparkling Aspis was soaking in his diamond-encrusted pool right now. In the bathtub, enjoying the pleasure brought by aromatherapy and wealth, so I have no time to take care of other things.

"There is progress." Liu Chunchun praised.

Wang Yuanchen was wearing a strawberry apron, and said "hmm" with an indifferent expression.

I'm in a pretty good mood.

On the roof, Bai Xi and Han Zhuo were lying side by side on rocking chairs, wrapped in the same blanket, watching the sparkling waves on the sea level.

After a while, Bai Xi asked: "With us like this, doesn't it look like we have entered the age of 80 early?"

"Not necessarily." Han Zhuo replied, "Maybe when I'm 80, I can still take you surfing."

Bai Xi smiled, and put her arms around him: "Yes."

The sunset glows in the distance.

Even the wind is gentle.