Save Akihara

At one o'clock in the morning on the third day, Zhou Shangli was awakened by the ringing of the phone. He had no relatives and no reason in this city, but he had a few friends who were not close to each other. He would never call at this time. He didn't expect Whoever it is, pick it up without looking at it.

"Boss Zhou."

It's Xiao Qiuyuan!

Zhou Shangli turned over and sat up, dozed off, trying to make his voice sound energetic, proving that he was not asleep.

"Boss Xiao, are you still up so late?"

Xiao Qiuyuan's gentle voice came from the microphone, with tiredness: "Did you disturb your sleep?"

"I haven't slept yet, I just finished processing the photos." Zhou Shangli suppressed the yawn that arrived, holding back two tears.

"That's good, can I chat with you?" Xiao Qiuyuan asked very politely.

Zhou Shangli said yes, but Xiao Qiuyuan said, "I mean meet and chat."

"Now?" Zhou Shangli was surprised.

"If it's inconvenient then never mind."

"Convenience!" As soon as Zhou Shangli finished speaking, he just wanted to scratch his ear with his empty hand, afraid of making a sound, so he only touched it lightly, as a lesson for himself.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you in the shop."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Shangli's hair was full of questions, why did Xiao Qiuyuan make an appointment late at night?Excluding the emptiness and loneliness, it is more reasonable to quarrel with Mrs. Xiao.

After changing his clothes, he drove to Daoxiang and Yu, and saw Xiao Qiuyuan lying on the table, still wearing the black baseball cap on his head, like a big sick dog, dying.

"What's wrong with you? Are you sick?" Zhou Shangli sat down on the stool beside him and asked.

Xiao Qiuyuan nodded weakly, Zhou Shangli said: "Then I will take you to the hospital."

Xiao Qiuyuan shook his head weakly, Zhou Shangli asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Xiao Qiuyuan straightened up, the whole face was exposed to Zhou Shangli's sight, Zhou Shangli couldn't help frowning, Xiao Qiuyuan's appearance looked terrible, to describe that face as decadent would be to save face.

Xiao Qiuyuan's brows and eyes are relatively deep, but now because of his thinness, his eye sockets are sunken, and his dark circles are very deep. The red blood in his eyes can be counted by the naked eye. The most obvious ones are the two cheeks, which are deeply sunken, like a terminally ill patient, and like being trapped by someone. Remove the shell of the soul.

"What's the matter with you? Did you quarrel with Mrs. Xiao?"

"Let's not mention others tonight, let's talk about ourselves, or you can tell me what you have seen and heard. You have a lot of knowledge and you must have many stories."

Zhou Shangli thought for a while and said, "I'd better take you to the hospital."

"Do you believe it? Chatting with you can cure me, I like chatting with you, really."

Zhou Shangli was agitated by his few words, and his tone became soft: "What do you want to hear?"

"It's all right, let me tell you about the interesting things I encountered during the photography." Xiao Qiuyuan lay down again as he spoke, as if he didn't have the strength to support his body, his eyes looked at Zhou Shangli, and his exposed ear was waiting to hear the interesting things.

"Let's tell an embarrassing thing." Zhou Shangli and Xiao Qiuyuan looked at each other, and immediately looked away, before the embarrassing thing was told, a wry smile opened the way first.

"It's been about ten years. At that time, I was still a photographer's assistant, running around with the master. If you had seen me at that time, you would think that I was rejuvenated now. There is a place on the border between Tibet and Nepal called Jilong, said to be the last secret place in Tibet, is very popular among photographers, it is a small isolated county with some unique wild animals and plants, and we went there specially to shoot Tibetan antelopes."

"I have been to Tibet, but I only heard about Jilong today." Xiao Qiuyuan said.

"The scenery there is very beautiful. At that time, I just thought it was beautiful, and I couldn't say what it was. Later, I went there alone, and I could feel its changes and its development in recent years. The road has become much easier to walk, and there are direct roads. Simple road, on the side of the road, hold up the camera, don't need to deliberately find the angle to adjust the lens, just take a picture and it will become a painting."

"Did you capture the Tibetan antelope that time?"

"Yeah." Zhou Shangli said with a smile: "But I almost lost my life."

"What's going on?" Xiao Qiuyuan moved his body, straightened his head, and exposed his ears to listen.

"I mistook a wolf for a dog."

Xiao Qiuyuan giggled just hearing this sentence, and said, "It's very possible."

"The most ridiculous thing is that I still call it, in the way of calling a dog."

Xiao Qiuyuan said with a smile: "It's no wonder that it wants your life, you insult its self-esteem."

"Good guy, I called out several of them. I thought at the time that dogs also have such a strong sense of belonging to the family, and come out to play in groups."

Xiao Qiuyuan's face wrinkled into a ball of laughter, his chin resting on his arm was folded horizontally, his body was trembling, and he said incoherently: "You are so funny."

"If Master hadn't told me not to move, and ran to find the local Tibetans to scare away the wolves, I might have been eaten by them." Zhou Shangli still had lingering fears when he recalled it.At that time, I was young, I had never traveled so far, and I had never seen a wolf, so it was normal not to recognize it.

"If you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed." Xiao Qiuyuan said.

Zhou Shangli shook his head: "I have survived a lot of catastrophes, and I don't know how many times I will go later."

Xiao Qiuyuan said, "Soon."

"You are not a fortune teller."

In order to convince Zhou Shangli, Xiao Qiuyuan temporarily changed his identity, pinched his fingers carelessly, and said firmly, "Starting from next month, your blessings will come."

"What if you don't come?" Zhou Shangli asked.

Xiao Qiuyuan rubbed his eyes, stood up and patted his chest, and said proudly, "I won't charge you anything!"

"Fuck you!" Zhou Shangli scolded with a smile.

Xiao Qiuyuan continued to lie on his stomach and was quiet for a while, staring at each other, Zhou Shang was still guilty, so don't open his eyes first, he wanted to ask Xiao Qiuyuan what's wrong, but he was afraid of disturbing the atmosphere, so he had to change the topic to the one on the wall. Landscape painting.

"Who painted these pictures?"

No one answered, Zhou Shangli turned to look at Xiao Qiuyuan, and saw that he had already fallen asleep with his eyes closed, Zhou Shangli had always admired Xiao Qiuyuan's ability to sleep in seconds, like a child, he fell asleep when he dozed off, without being disturbed or disturbed. Sober up.

Zhou Shangli looked at the time, and it was exactly 15 minutes since he entered the store. He smiled and said to himself, "It's a good thing I don't charge, otherwise you will lose money."

Looking at Xiao Qiuyuan's sleeping face, Zhou Shangli felt very uncomfortable. Xiao Qiuyuan could sleep heartlessly and get along with him calmly, but he was full of worries, and he had nothing to say. Resisting one person's compromise, one person's depression and one person's self-blame.

Zhou Shangli sighed, he didn't know whether he should sigh that they met each other late or it was fate, or he was being sentimental, he propped his head and stared at Xiao Qiuyuan for a long time, then slowly got down on the ground, facing Xiao Qiuyuan slowly I closed my eyes.

Zhou Shangli was woken up by the sound of hiccups one after another. Half of his arm was numb. He wanted to stand up straight, but it became so numb when he moved, so he closed his eyes vigorously, opened them, and saw Xiao Qiuyuan stared blankly. Sitting stunned, staring at him hiccupping.

"You're awake, what time is it?"

Xiao Qiuyuan didn't speak, kept that posture, remained expressionless, and continued hiccupping. Zhou Shangli took out his phone and looked at it. It was less than five o'clock, that is to say, he only slept for about two hours. He dozed off and was kicked long ago.

Looking at Xiao Qiuyuan again, he looked like a stinging eagle, with clear eyes, but a little dazed, like an old law, unable to turn around for a long time.

"Boss Xiao, are you alright?" Zhou Shangli was a little apprehensive. Even the person he likes can't stand the test of a horror movie, and he staged it himself.If it is a test, it is too hard.

"Did I disturb you?" Xiao Qiuyuan said slowly.

"No, is there something wrong with you?" Zhou Shangli asked, examining Xiao Qiuyuan's expression.

"Uh!" Xiao Qiuyuan hiccupped, and said apologetically, "Old problem, it will be fine in a while, uh!"

"Stomach trouble?"

"Well, chronic gastritis, almost everyone has it, it's not a big problem."

Zhou Shangli nodded, and woke up from sleepiness at this time, his arms went numb, stretched along, stood up and said, "Then I'll go back."

Xiao Qiuyuan said: "Thank you for chatting with me and guarding the shop."

Zhou Shangli smiled, and when he met Xiao Qiuyuan's eyes, he had the illusion that Xiao Qiuyuan was reluctant to let him go. Those eyes stared at him, only barking like a puppy.

Zhou Shangli hesitated for a while, and asked with a smile, "You want to treat me to noodles?"

Xiao Qiuyuan was oiled like an old law, and immediately came to life, his smile was vivid, his eyes were flexible, and his voice became emotional. He asked, "For a change, how about some porridge?"

"Okay." Zhou Shangli said, and when Xiao Qiuyuan got up and walked towards the kitchen, the doubts in Zhou Shang's centrifuge were layered on top of each other. There was no sunshine in the sky, and there was no drizzle in the rain. Not clear.

Xiao Qiuyuan soon turned to invite him again: "Do you want to help me?"

Zhou Shangli withdrew his mind, sighed and said, "I knew there was no free breakfast in the world."

Xiao Qiuyuan said helplessly: "Then you sit down."

Zhou Shangli laughed: "I wash the vegetables."

Entering the kitchen one after the other, Xiao Qiuyuan took out the peeled old pumpkin and handed it to Zhou Shangli.

To clean it, he washes the rice pot by himself. When the rice in the pot is half-cooked, he cuts the pumpkin into pieces and cooks in the pot. Stew it from time to time to avoid sticking to the bottom of the pot.

Zhou Shangli stood beside him, feeling like porridge boiled in a pot, just as he was about to throw it out, Xiao Qiuyuan stewed it with a spoon, and as soon as he calmed down, Xiao Qiuyuan put the lid on the pot again, the ups and downs were all caused by Xiao Akihara's hands.

"You are a qualified cook." Zhou Shangli searched his guts and popped out such a sentence.

"Do you know that qualified is sometimes a derogatory term. Compared to you being an excellent photographer, I don't rely on a qualified chef."

"You're a perfect cook, okay?"

"Just now."

Zhou Shangli shook his head with a smile, persuading Xiao Qiuyuan not to call himself a god if he didn’t see a high mountain. Xiao Qiu’s principle is that if the mountain is not high, there is a spirit, and Zhou Shangli praised him for his erudition. wit.

The two of you talked about cross talk one by one, and the porridge was full of joy as a spectator, and it was cooked faster than usual. When it was added to the bowl, it was breakfast time.