we are not twins

The two found two light mountain bikes from the garage, and it took only about 10 minutes to go all the way down from the top of the mountain to the free beach.After leaving the car in the wooden house store and buying swimming trunks and towels, they walked to the beach.

"I'm going into the water." Wang Mengqi rushed into the sea impatiently.

Summer afternoons are the best time to swim at the seaside. At this time, the sun is gradually setting, the wind and waves are calm, and the sea is still warm, and people will not be sunburned.Seeing that his figure was getting further and further away, Zuo Xiaoxiao also tried to walk a few steps inside, but the sudden waves knocked him down on the shallows.Before he could stand still, the waves retreated quickly, as if someone was pulling on his heels.

"It seems that you rarely go into the sea." Wang Mengqi stretched out his hand to pull up Zuo Xiaoxiao who was rolling in the waves.

"I usually swim in the swimming pool." He spat out the salty and wet sand. "I can hold my breath for two and a half minutes in the swimming pool. The water here is different. It's too salty and there's sand. I can't bear it."

"In fact, people are relatively safe when swimming in the sea, but you have to learn to master the law of the waves and adjust your breathing." Wang Mengqi thinks that Zuo Xiaoxiao is not very good at swimming, "Let's go, try again .”

"No, it's still comfortable to bask in the sun." Zuo Xiaoxiao lay on the beach on all fours.

"Then I'll do it too." Wang Mengqi lay beside him.

The feeling of being surrounded by the sun has a self-evident beauty.Zuo Xiaoxiao squinted at the gray-blue sky, and the white clouds slowly and gracefully changed into various shapes, making it impossible to guess the next step.For example, the two originally independent solitary clouds got closer and closer under the pull of an invisible force, and finally merged into each other and became a bigger cloud.

"I'm 17 on Children's Day, what about you?" Wang Mengqi murmured and asked Zuo Xiaoxiao who was lying on the side as if asleep.

"I turned 17 on New Year's Day."

"Then you are half a year older than me."

"Well, almost." Zuo Xiaoxiao replied lazily.

"By the way, I'm studying AS at the beginning of school, which is equivalent to the third year of high school or the first year of pre-university. How about you?"

"We're not that material. We dropped out after half a semester of freshman year."

"Actually, sometimes I really hate reading. I think it's better to go to the society to experience more."

Zuo Xiaoxiao didn't speak.society?You are far from society.

"What do you want to do in the future?"

"You can do anything, as long as you can make money. For example, open a billiards and Internet cafe club. I calculated that there are 172 village houses in our village alone, and each house houses an average of 112 people. Young people under the age of 30 account for 2/3, that is to say, there are close to 13000 potential customers. But you are wondering, there are only 1 billiards and Internet cafes within a radius of 3 kilometer, each of which can accommodate less than 80 people, which is a waste of such a good market.”

"You seem to be very economical."

As if inspired, Zuo Xiaoxiao continued with a crooked smile, "If I have sufficient funds, I will set up a more luxurious store, specializing in high-end tobacco, alcohol and tea, and also collect gifts such as moon cakes. In this way, my father and I You don’t have to worry about drinking, hehehe.”

Wang Mengqi also laughed: "Contrary to you, what I want to do is to spend money earned by others."

Zuo Xiaoxiao turned his head and gave him a strange look.

"I refer to the managers of charitable organizations. Most of the funds of charitable organizations come from various sources such as government departments, social business enterprises, and individual donations. My job is to manage these funds to maximize their effectiveness and help them to the greatest extent. To those in need." Wang Mengqi touched his arm, "Hey, if you make a fortune in business in the future, remember to donate to my organization."

Zuo Xiaoxiao didn't have any expression on her face, and just let out an oh.

The wind picked up, and the strong white printed in the blue sky became thinner and thinner until it was completely blown away. The two of them also put on their clothes and said to each other to take care of each other. Presumably there will be no inevitability of much contact from now on, at least the left and right sides. Xiao Xiao thinks so.

But he was wrong.

A few days later, at noon on the weekend, the phone at Fat Boy Tea Restaurant kept ringing, and the boss was answering the call while writing crookedly on the paper with a ballpoint pen.

"One fork goose, one roast duck, where to send them?"

"The goose legs are gone, how about replacing the duck legs with rice, where can I send them?"

"Sparse ribs with large intestine, what is the example soup? The example soup is the example soup, seaweed egg flower, where to send it?"

Zuo Xiaoxiao gracefully parked her bicycle at the door, stepped on the slippery floor and walked to the cash register, handed over the collected meal money to the boss, and then went to the production table to pick up a batch of fast food to be delivered.

"What the hell kind of place is this?" He pointed to the note on two of the lunch boxes and asked, "The first telegraph pole on the right side outside the ancestral hall at the entrance of the village?"

The little girl who was in charge of packing said with a non-mainstream bang on her head, "Maybe they are playing chess or setting up a street stall over there."

"Okay." He lifted both hands, and a dozen boxes of hot Cantonese-style roast pork rice were instantly transferred to the blue plastic box on the back seat of the bicycle.The feet on the flip-flops kicked deftly and walked up.

After delivering a few stores, including the Xiaoyao Pavilion Billiards and Internet Cafe Club, they gave away a circle of rental houses for those familiar with the way, and finally came to the outside of the ancestral hall at the entrance of the village.Looking around, the first telephone pole is covered with "psoriasis advertisements" layer by layer, and a young man in a shirt and trousers is standing under the Yushu Linfeng.

"Why are you here?" Zuo Xiaoxiao walked towards him.

"I ordered takeaway." Wang Mengqi took out the change to pay, opened one of the boxes and ate it with relish. The roast goose skin was crispy and tender, with oil dripping out, it looked very tempting.

"Halo, why don't you come to our restaurant to eat?" Zuo Xiaoxiao was a little speechless.

"Going there takes up working time and it's not easy to talk about things." Wang Mengqi pointed to another white lunch box with chopsticks, "I bought it for you. Eat quickly."

Zuo Xiaoxiao was stunned for two seconds, then opened the lunch box, broke apart the chopsticks, and started to gobble it up.

"It's much better than the ones sold near our house." Wang Mengqi asked casually while praising the food, "Are you free tomorrow?"

"About me to play pool?"

"No. You know that François' photography project has been carried out in North America, and we are the first Chinese couple to be photographed. A reporter from a magazine wanted to take the opportunity to interview the photographer, but he has returned to China , so I got in touch and asked if I could interview the subject—that’s us.”

"boring."

"Where are you bored?"

"It's just boring."

"Where is the boredom?"

Zuo Xiaoxiao couldn't come up, he chewed his rice: "Anyway, I'm not interested, you go by yourself."

Wang Mengqi threw the chopsticks and the empty box into the trash can next to him: "This project is to show the subtle connection between two strangers. It would be boring if I appeared alone. Go, I invite you to Vientiane after the interview City skating."

Zuo Xiaoxiao also finished eating, and wiped his mouth with his sleeve: "What am I going to say?"

"Simple," Wang Mengqi looked serious, "Just tell me what kind of photographer Francois is and what the shooting process is like."

"Oh, so I was asking about the photographer. That's about the same." Zuo Xiaoxiao thought about it seriously, "Then...can I not use my real name?"

"No real name?"

"Nonsense, privacy is so important now. Any phone number can be sold for money. My portrait rights are gone. Wouldn't it be dangerous if I took away my name, address, and family information?"

Wang Mengqi touched his chin: "It makes sense."

"Really!" The more Zuo Xiaoxiao thought about it, the more he felt that he was reasonable, "I registered more than [-] people, just because I was afraid of being targeted by bad guys with ulterior motives."

Wang Mengqi secretly smiled: "Listening to what you said, I don't want to use my real name. My name is Xiao Ming, and your name is Xiao Qiang. If you ask us about us, just say that we live an ordinary life, and there is nothing to talk about."

"That's what I mean."

The two of them had a similar discussion, Wang Mengqi copied one of Zuo Xiaoxiao's most frequently used phone numbers, and agreed to go online tonight to confirm the time and place.