famine

There are many details required for a good bird photography work. It is far more than just taking a picture of a bird, but pursuing more.

Jiang Xuan didn't know how to shoot. He just followed Zhou Ge's words, based on his own ideas, and captured many moments according to the habits and characteristics of birds. After returning, he felt quite satisfied.

It's just that there are not as many birds in the zoo as there are in Brother Zhou's store, so he still has to find time to go there to add the rest of the photos.

Before he went, he had exported all the photos stored in the camera and sent them to outsiders for repairs. Although there were not many, there were more than ten photos that were freed in the end, including two photos by Cheng Hong.

He put these two pictures in a separate folder, and didn't take them out with the birds, because in his opinion, the photos are already very good-looking, and there is no need to repair them at all.You only need to pick the brightness and saturation, which he can do by himself.

There is also a very cryptic reason, he doesn't want others to see these two photos.

I took pictures, not for you to see.

So he worked on these two simple photos for two consecutive days.Of course, it’s not to keep repairing all the time, but to check it out from time to time. As a result, every time I read it, there are some unsatisfactory parts, so I continue to repair.

On the day when he was going to Brother Zhou, he finally repaired it until he thought there were no flaws. He sent these two photos to Cheng Hong.

The moment he clicked send, he felt inexplicably nervous, his fingertips trembled a little, and he traced the edge of the word "send" for a long time.

After confirming that the two pictures had been sent, he was still thinking about whether to say anything more - after all, he and Cheng Lang hadn't spoken for a while.

But after hesitating for a long time, the keyboard was clicked out for a long time, and I didn't know what to say.

Maybe Cheng Lang is really busy, or why hasn't he sent a message to him for so many days?

But even for ordinary friends, he is going on a business trip, and it seems normal to send his friends "I'm on the plane" or "I'm landing".

But Jiang Xuan didn't receive anything.

...Is Cheng Lang really that busy?

This feeling of restlessness made Jiang Xuan feel a little irritated. He frowned and put his phone back in his pocket, and stepped into Brother Zhou's bird shop.

When taking photos in the back hall, Jiang Xuan felt a shock in his pocket, and at that moment he was very sure that it was Cheng Hong.

But he didn't rush back, suppressing the discomfort in his heart like a struggle, and pressed the shutter on the Java Sparrow.

Brother Zhou is still watching the store in the front hall, and the other boys are also outside, so he is alone.

Therefore, no one noticed Jiang Xuan's slightly impatient expression.

He tried his best to calm down and took two more pictures, but finally he couldn't hold it anymore, he let go of his hand, the camera fell down, and was pulled back by the strap hanging around his neck. At that time, Jiang Xuan felt his neck sink, his whole body The head was all smashed.

There was a flash in front of my eyes, but it passed in a flash.

Without the need for brain control, Jiang Xuan lowered his head, and the phone was pulled out and unlocked at some point.

It was Cheng Lang.

The content of Cheng Lang's message is simple: it looks good.

Jiang Xuan stared at these two words in a daze for a long time.

The air around him seemed to be sucked away suddenly, and at the same time his whole body tensed up, the uncontrollable emotion in his heart was also sucked away.

He is now like a balloon that was suddenly poked with a hole when it was on the verge of exploding.

With a puff, the whole person softened.

There was a pain in the forehead, and a little heat around the eye sockets.

I don't know how many times Wang Peng's joke resurfaced in the past few days.

— Are you in love?

Jiang Xuan looked away, did not make any reply, but turned off the phone directly.

The phone was not put back in his pocket this time, but placed on the shelf by him, out of sight and out of mind.

At the dinner table, Cheng Lang put the phone on his lap, and opened the two photos from an angle that the opposite partner couldn't see clearly, and swipe to look at them, but the person who sent the photos still didn't reply.

Daming next to him was drinking and bragging with his partner. After a while, both of them were already blushing, and Wang Xiangxiang, who was next to Daming, kept rolling his eyes.

The partner this time is notoriously difficult to deal with, unlike the kind of people who are stupid and spend a lot of money purely to show off their wealth, even Cheng Hong is a little annoyed by the demanding ones, and there is no progress in talking for three days.

But this project is indeed very important, and it has different meanings to their company. It even became the key project in the first half of the year. If it is easy, how can it be necessary for the director of the design department to come and discuss it in person?

Daming can solve it by himself.

He didn't feel comfortable eating this meal, even though he only touched the few dishes in front of him and didn't take a few bites, and didn't even drink much wine, he was still a little dizzy when he came out of the restaurant.

Also very uncomfortable in the stomach.

After bidding farewell to the partner, Cheng Lang called a surrogate driver and took the two young people back to the hotel.

The life of these few days is almost the same, except being dragged out by two other people, the rest of the time is either eating with the partner or sleeping in the hotel.

It was the same today. He didn't go in after entering his room. He took off his clothes with a strange smell on the floor at the door of the bathroom, and went into the bathroom barefoot.

The employees of their company who are on business trips abroad are very good, and they can book a single room if conditions permit, so there is no need to feel uncomfortable sharing a room with unfamiliar colleagues.

The rooms of Daming and Xiangxiang are on his left and right sides, sandwiching him in the middle.

In fact, when he got the room card at the beginning, he wanted to switch to the other side when he saw the room number. After all, the two young people traveled at public expense with great difficulty, so they should develop an office romance.Cheng Lang didn't mind.

It's just that these two people don't have 300 taels of silver here, and they don't want to be next to each other, so he has no choice but to be a light bulb.

He didn't drink much alcohol at first, but it was hot and stuffy in the small bathroom. The alcohol in his body evaporated while he was washing, and he felt a little dizzy.

When a person becomes dizzy, he becomes delirious.

Cheng Hong walked out of the bathroom slowly with one hand on the wall and the other on his stomach. The bathrobe was wrapped around his body. In his daze, he didn't notice how he put the bathrobe on. The thick white cloth was draped over his body. It looks messy.

After finally getting to the bed, he threw himself into it, thinking that he should just sleep like this, and we can talk about it tomorrow if there is anything to do.

But by coincidence, he reached for the phone on the bedside table and turned it on.

Why hasn't this Jiang, cool brother, learning god, little bird, not to be messed with, thrush not replied?

Is your phone out of battery?

Did you not see it or don't want to go back?

Are you angry?

Alas, these two photos look like they were repaired by him himself, and there is an embarrassing feeling when looking at them.

If this is seen by a professional retoucher, he would commit suicide.

The two really stayed together for too long.From the winter vacation to the new year until now, although they are not together all the time, they have the feeling that this person is always by their side.

Practical.

But now... ashamed to say.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he was still a little hypocritical, thinking about that handsome little guy with a cold face.

It was under such circumstances that Jiang Xuan received Cheng Lang's video call.

Video, video, telephone, telephone.

At that time, he was still lying on his stomach on the wooden ladder, the bed was just halfway up, one leg was pushing on the bottom beam, and the other leg was in the middle, and the next step should have been to turn directly onto the bed.

The wooden ladder under his hand suddenly started to vibrate along with the bed, and the Wechat phone rang.

He reacted for two seconds, then rolled and crawled... No, he slowly moved his legs off the ladder under control, walked to the table and pulled out the phone connected to the charger.

The phone is still buzzing.

I'm going to wipe my face with a towel now, if you're still shaking when I come back, I'll pick it up.

And the towels are hanging on the balcony.

The wounded Wang Peng is still sitting under the bed and continues to play games with a weak body. Out of the corner of his eye, he only caught a glimpse of a figure who flew to the door of the balcony like a cannonball. He opened the door and stepped out of the balcony two seconds later. Jump back to the original position.

He didn't know why Jiang Xuan wanted to wipe his face suddenly, because he wanted to know what Jiang Xuan did to his face.

——How much effort does it take to smear my entire face and even my neck red.

He looked into Jiang Xuan's eyes, wondering if it was an illusion, as if he saw something shining inside.

Putting down the game, Wang Peng saw that the man was still standing on the side staring at the phone, not intending to answer it, so he raised his finger and said, "...Aren't you going to answer it?"

Someone's phone call makes you nervous.

wrong.

Wang Peng's eyes widened suddenly.

"..."

Language, mathematics, English comprehensive teacher, grade director, come and have a look!The bully who never knew how to write the word nervous was so nervous that he cried! ! !

"Good evening, Jiang Xiaoniao."

It was very quiet on the balcony after closing the door. The campus was originally quiet at night. Jiang Xuan held up his mobile phone with a sullen face, pointing the camera at himself.

"...Cheng Lang." The boy's protruding Adam's apple rolled, hesitating for two seconds as if he was pondering his words, and looked very intently at the magnified face on the screen.

So it is really capital to look good, and it looks good when zoomed in or zoomed out.

But some people can't do it, such as Xu Fei, his face would be crazy if his face is enlarged like this.

The person on the other end of the screen responded, and the voice was as soft as a hum, and if it wasn't for the silence on Jiang Xuan's side, he wouldn't have heard it at all.

Cheng Lang leaned against the head of the bed, even though he put the mobile phone very close, Jiang Xuan could easily see his exposed pale pink collarbone and a small part of his chest due to his small face.

Jiang Xuan was silent for a moment and opened his mouth: "...Have you returned to the hotel?"

"Well," Cheng Hong frowned, "I just took a shower, and I feel a little dizzy."

"Dizzy? Why, have you been drinking?"

Cheng Lang: "Drink some, it should be okay, it will be fine after a while."

Jiang Xuan nodded, and then didn't know what to say.

Or in the face of Cheng Lang in such a lazy and casual state, facing this person who has made him very difficult recently, he has to say something to warm up the atmosphere.

Unexpectedly, the always considerate Cheng Hong didn't speak.

He squinted his eyes and didn't know what to think. After a while, he said: "The photo is very beautiful."

Jiang Xuan suddenly pressed the phone down.

Then Cheng Lang saw pitch blackness.Black as if looking in a mirror.

My own face was reflected on the screen, exactly the same as the floating self on the screen.

He wanted to laugh a little, he supported the bed with one hand and sat up again, the temperature on his body had dropped a little now, he felt a little cold, so he pulled his bathrobe up.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Xuan heard him smile and ask, "Are you invisible?"

"...No." Jiang Xuan put the phone away, and lowered his voice, "Is everything going well with you, did you say when you'll be back?"

"It's not going well. After the negotiation with the partner, there are still many follow-up pieces to do. It may be the end of the month."

"Until the end of the month?" Jiang Xuan lowered his eyes, wondering if he was talking to himself or something, and said carefully, "That's still a long time."

Cheng Lang smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up, his eyes were very bright, Jiang Xuan secretly took several pictures with a sullen face, and then asked in a flat tone: "Are you busy recently?"

As soon as he said it, he regretted it.

I regret it more than I don’t know why I took a screenshot.

Even though he really wanted to know the reason, he thought he could hold back and not ask anything.Just like an ordinary friend, whether or not to contact, when to contact, why not contact, are all taken for granted.

He himself didn't know what he was awkward about.

But the words were out of his mouth, and he began to look forward to Cheng Lang's answer.

Yes I am very busy.

I was so busy that I spun around and kicked my ass with my heels without touching the ground.

Ke Chenglang didn't say that.

He didn't even have any answer.

"Ok?"

This is his answer.

Briefly, Jiang Xuan once thought that he would add "not bad" or "nor" at the end.

——Cheng Lang knew it.

Jiang Xuan panicked, and quickly said, "The phone is out of battery, so let's stop talking" and then hung up the phone.

Then all night he was half asleep and half awake, not falling asleep.

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