Hedgehog

I didn't finish writing until morning.

When I am too focused on doing one thing, I often only realize the existence of my body at the moment when I finish it. I start writing from a melody that flashed in my mind in one night, confirm the harmony progress, and start to arrange the music. I am not I came from a professional class. Although I studied music theory for two years in Huatian, I seldom wrote it empty. I didn't pick up the guitar until the song was almost finished, with a pick in my mouth, and started to determine the sound of the instrument.

The window on the balcony was open, and it was raining heavily outside, my hands were shaking, but my face was hot.The melody echoed in my mind over and over again, the only worry was that it was just a dream, and I couldn't remember a single note after waking up.

It's already seven o'clock when I finish writing.

My neck was so painful that it was about to break. When I moved my feet, it was numb like ten thousand ants crawling in it. Then I realized that I sat on the floor all night, and my whole body was cold. I probably had a cold, and I felt a faint nausea in my stomach. , When I raised my head, my spine made a clicking sound, because my whole body was sore from holding one position for too long.But now my brain is crazy about dopamine, and I'm so happy that I'm flying.

I kicked aside the scores and instruments that had been thrown all over the floor, took a picture of the final score, turned off the recorder, and saved the audio for backup.

I'm so thirsty I'm getting dehydrated.

Hungry and sleepy, my body was exhausted to the limit, but my brain was as excited as fireworks. I went to the kitchen, drank a bottle of water in one go, took out bread and ate two bites, put the tape and sheet music under the pillow, and rinsed my mouth sleep.

I have a hunch that when I wake up tomorrow, I will be shocked by the song I wrote all night.

I'm a fucking genius!

It's a pity that the world doesn't know how to respect geniuses. I fell asleep for less than an hour when the phone rang.

I subconsciously tried to pretend I didn't hear it, but I was woken up anyway, and the phone was getting louder and louder, and I felt like an ostrich trying to stick my head in the sand, but the sand But it is so thin that nothing can stop it.

Finally I reached for the phone.

In fact, the moment the phone stopped ringing, I felt that my consciousness began to blur again. If it wasn't for the voice of Ji Rongfu over there that scared me, I should have fallen asleep again.

"Have you finished writing your song?" He asked me calmly over there.

I was so sleepy that I lost consciousness, but there seemed to be a string at the back of my neck suddenly tightened, and I instinctively sensed the danger.

"Write, finish writing."

"Go downstairs." He said briefly, "I'll be downstairs and take you to breakfast."

My eyelids twitched, and to be honest, the last time I twitched like this was when I felt like I was going to get spanked when I was a kid.

"Actually, I don't have the habit of eating breakfast." I was so scared that I lost all sleepiness, but I still tried to push back: "I didn't fall asleep until seven o'clock in the morning. Why don't we... "

"Such a coincidence?" His tone was still calm: "I didn't fall asleep last night."

If I were a cat, my fur would explode right now after hearing his words.

He should have known a long time ago that the danger of this person is hidden under his gentle skin. Normally, he is a gentle and gentle gentleman. Once he really provokes him, it will be almost the same as now.Fortunately, I'm smart, and I can hear the meaning behind his calm tone, so I won't be the one who gets the blame for being confused.

"Okay, okay, I'll come down right away." I was really afraid of him, and it was really my fault last night.But I really didn't flirt on purpose, playing hard to get is not my style.If it weren't for the fact that my writing and thinking were flowing like a spring, and my inspiration was like a diarrhea, I wouldn't have left Ji Rongfu who was on the string and fled.

I got up like a walking dead, touched two clothes and put them on without combing my hair.To be honest, I was so sleepy that my eyes turned black, and I was able to get up purely because of Ji Rongfu's deterrent power.I even fell asleep for a few seconds while standing in front of the mirror and brushing my teeth.

I took my mobile phone, touched a key and went out.

I'm lucky I didn't fall to my death in the corridor.

After walking out of the corridor, I realized that the sun outside was so bright that my eyes were almost blinded. Fortunately, Ji Rongfu came from nowhere and grabbed my arm.

He was scary on the phone, but he was fine when we met, at least there was still a smile on his lips, he was really pissed off compared to others, I stayed up all night like a drug addict, I yawned and shed tears for eight out of ten seconds, But he is tall and straight like a tree, with dark shirt and trousers, cuffs rolled up, wearing a mechanical watch, his arms and chest are strong, I think of his narrow and strong waist under his clothes last night, and I feel a lot better.

"Morning." I greeted him with a yawn, glanced at the car parked at the intersection, and whistled: "The car is not bad."

This man is really used to pretending to be a pig and eating tigers. The first time I saw him without clothes on, the second time he looked like a rich man with a watch that was less than a million dollars, the third time he was a nine-figure courtyard house, and the fourth time he really opened his eyes. A phantom befitting his identity.

There is a banner in Ji Rongze's room with two words "Stand up". Ji Rongze is about 30 years old, so Ji Rongfu should not exceed 27. Some male stars of this age in the entertainment industry still wear bangs. Only Lu Yan relies on his good silhouette. It's wolf running.

Compared with Lu Yan, I personally prefer Ji Rongfu's silhouette, because the bones are so beautiful, and his deep amber eyes are so beautiful in the sun, presumably his mother is also a great beauty.

I didn't even know his age, so I almost slept with him, it was really daring.

"What do you want to eat?" Seeing that I could stand on my own, he withdrew his hand. In fact, I already guessed that he should have studied abroad since he was a child, probably in England or France, and his eating habits and style are very Western.

"Can I not eat it?" I said, seeing his eyes narrowed, I quickly changed my words: "You decide."

"Is pasta okay?" The driver came down and opened the car door, he let me in first, and asked me: "There is a chef in Chang'an, who used to cook in Aman, the seafood pasta is very good..."

Actually I just want to sleep now.

Fortunately, the back seat is wide. I originally wanted to lean against the back of the car, but I gradually slipped down while sitting. The air-conditioning in the car and the cold leather seats made me feel sour in my stomach.

"Any other options?"

"Risotto?"

"Please translate it."

"Risotto," he explained to me. "It's thicker than Spanish risotto. You can think of it as porridge."

I rolled over to find a more comfortable position.

"Ji Rongfu, did you come back from studying in Italy?"

"No, I'm in England, my middle school is in Eton, and my university is in Oxon." He answered me seriously.

"Is it fun?"

He laughed.

"It's not fun. The food is still terrible." He stretched out his hand to stroke my hair, like a tame cat: "I went to Eton to read the preparatory school when I was seven years old, boarding, and I went home once a year. There were only two Chinese people in the school. , and the other one is Xia Huaian, you know Ye Ning, you should know him too. Eton is not as good as it used to be now, its class is rigid, sticking to tradition, like a forgotten small world, tourists often come in to take pictures, like visiting a museum.”

From this point of view, the proud child of heaven had a miserable childhood.

"Why did your parents send you so far away?"

His fingers inserted into the roots of my hair, slowly moved down, and gradually moved to the cervical spine, pinching the back of my neck, like teasing a cat, his fingers were long and strong, and I was pinched so soft , almost slumped on the seat, but it felt a little dangerous, like Qicun being pinched in someone else's hands. Ji Rongfu's eyelashes drooped, and there was a little smile on the corner of his lips.

"Modern economic and political systems are based on Western theories. Sooner or later you have to learn it. It's better to go early than late." His tone was still lazy: "Besides, my name is Ji Rongfu."

I understood instantly in my mind.

In fact, when I heard Ji Rongze's name, I had a faint feeling. The meaning of the names of the two brothers is a bit obvious, and it seems that Ji Rongze's mentality does not seem to be disabled since childhood. Maybe it is really similar to my guess.

He was sent abroad at the age of seven or eight, and the Ji family didn't plan to make him the heir at first?That's right, many stories like this in the book are mostly sibling fights caused by the hesitant attitude of the parents. The Ji family has expressed their attitude since the name, so it can be said that they are not unwise.It's just that the world is unpredictable, and now that it has developed to this point, both of them should have grudges in their hearts.

In fact, this is really not such a unfortunate thing, no matter what his name is, he was born with a golden spoon in his mouth.Ji Rongze is miserable, he still lives in a courtyard in the second ring, and there are emerald and white jade daffodils next to his meal, how can he be sympathetic to this kind of person?

But this is the way this world is, it’s only when people with good fortune show their weaknesses that they’re particularly touching, not to mention that I’m partial to Ji Rongfu.

"Actually," I hesitated for a while, but unfortunately I couldn't think of any comforting words for too long, and finally came up with a sentence: "You won't stop me after saying this, will you?"

Ji Rongfu laughed, and he withdrew his hand, resting his arm on the backrest, with a very chic posture.

"Are you afraid that I will silence you?"

"It's okay." After all, we haven't slept yet, it's too early to silence me: "Then do you want to silence the driver?"

I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel that the driver's shoulders trembled after saying this sentence.

Ji Rongfu laughed out loud this time, his eyes were so beautiful when he smiled, as if hiding stars.I was fascinated when he suddenly called me, "Lin Sui."

"Huh?" I leaned on the backrest and wanted to sit up.There was a sudden darkness in front of his eyes, Ji Rongfu pressed up with his whole body, grabbed my side face, pressed me on the seat, and kissed me gently and forcefully.

His kiss is completely different from his personality, a bit like conquering a city. I smelled the fresh woody fragrance of his neckline, like the leaves being crushed, but it should be me who was crushed at the moment. I finally understood that I was thrown down by a leopard in the documentary How does it feel to have an antelope that looks so beautiful, but is so dangerous.

I was completely cornered, dazed, I didn't know whether it was lack of oxygen or lack of sleep, I felt like I was going to pass out in the next second, and there were stars in front of my eyes.

In my busy schedule, I grabbed his wrist to keep him from sticking his hands into my shirt.

"Wait." I pushed his shoulder: "I have something to say."

He looked at me, his amber eyes were full of confusion, it was rare that he didn't come to his senses sometimes, but soon the look in his eyes became much clearer.

"Huh?" He asked me in a low voice.

If I said I was going to write songs again now, he would probably strangle me here.

I swallowed my saliva under his gaze, and said it fearlessly.

"How about we go have porridge?"

The good news is that I found that Ji Rongfu has no prejudice against the cuisine, and he doesn't mind the ingredients. With my strong recommendation, he chose the frog porridge.

The bad news is that I suddenly thought of a problem on the way here: I may not be able to beat Ji Rongfu.

Especially in bed.

I should have figured this out before I provoke him.Now it's hard to get off the tiger, it's really a knife on Sezi's head.

Fortunately, I am very good at playing dead.

In fact, after eating dry steamed pork ribs and shrimp dumplings, I was almost revived with blood, but I still stirred seafood porridge for a while. Personally, I prefer Tingzai porridge. I lived in Guangdong for a month when recording the show. It is impressive to put a lot of fish fillets, tripe shreds, and fried dough sticks in the porridge.Beijing's Tingzi porridge is average, otherwise I can take Ji Rongfu to eat next time.

After breakfast, I pretended to be asleep when I got in the car. I started to panic when I found out that the direction was wrong, but I still had to pretend to be super-skilled in panic, and asked sleepily, "Where are you going?"

"It's okay, you go to sleep."

Ji Rongfu was very kind to me today, and let me sleep with my head on his lap, and took the coat from the car to cover me. It felt like fattening me up and then killing me to eat meat.I was terrified at first, but I have always been unsteady in my will. After lying down for a while, I thought this human pillow was not bad, so I didn't think about it.

Ji Rongfu's body is the most beautiful among people I have ever seen, because his natural bones are slender, and every inch of muscle is where it should be. With my head resting on his thigh, under the thin suit pants, the muscles are flexible and strong, but not Very hard, simply beautiful to the extreme.

Unfortunately, what is delicious is often dangerous.

People like me are as timid as a mouse, and dare not even eat puffer fish, let alone Ji Rongfu.

How could I have thought that he would be slept by me obediently... Don't say that I played the first street lamp, even if I were John Lennon, I would only be slept by him.

The car passed the Chaoyang Gate and changed direction, and many shades of trees passed by the car window. I heard Ji Rongfu's even breathing, and when I looked up, he leaned to the side and fell asleep.The first time I saw him sleeping, his heartbeat suddenly slowed down by half a beat.

I was so timid that I didn't even think about letting go.

It's deadly.

I guessed that Ji Rongfu would not live in a courtyard house like his brother, like an old man from the Republic of China. Maybe he would live in a villa area, No. 77 or Yuanxitang. I didn't expect him to live on the top floor of a building in the core business district.

There is a separate elevator, the first floor is his, study room, living room, gymnasium, in the middle is a prototype open-air garden, and there is even a small fountain with chubby little angels carved on it.

Probably because I saw that little angel's eyes were too weird, even a person with a strong heart like Ji Rongfu couldn't help explaining: "I just returned to China last month, and this place was left by the previous owner."

The bedroom is Ji Rongfu's style, black, white and grey, very high-end tones, the entire wall is covered with floor-to-ceiling windows, the bed is not far from the window, a beautiful chair is placed beside the floor-to-ceiling windows, there is a carpet on the floor, coffee cups and coffee cups on the table Newspapers, and a pile of books.There is a large painting beside his bed, which shows a tree without leaves, the branches are spread out, and the branches are all stretched towards the sky.He has a good eye for paintings, and I want all these paintings.

The lighting in his room is very ingenious, floor table lamps, hollow metal lamps, black metal wind table lamps... There is no ceiling light in the whole room, and the most terrible thing is that standing by the French windows can directly overlook the whole city. There is no balcony, and the French windows are like outside the building. wall.I looked down from the window, and suddenly felt numb in the soles of my feet.

"Okay, the tour is over." I turned to him and asked, "Where is the guest bedroom?"

"you want to sleep?"

"Let me tell you this," I grabbed the watch on his wrist and looked at it: "My consciousness can last about 3 minutes... Well, now there are only two and a half minutes left."

"Sleep here." He made the bed for me: "Do you want pajamas?"

"A minute and a half." I pointed in the direction of the door: "Turn around."

He turned and I pulled off my jeans and shirt and got under the covers.

When you are extremely sleepy, the moment you lie down, you will feel like you are going to sink into the pillow. Fortunately, Ji Rongfu’s bed is very comfortable, the pillow is down, the mattress is more expensive than mine, and the sheets are probably jacquard mercerized Fabric, too slippery.No one in the world has a more comfortable bed than an insomniac's bed, like me.

I suffered from severe insomnia, probably related to my work and rest. Tossing and turning for several hours is common. The most terrible thing is when I am extremely tired, I have insomnia. I can’t fall asleep, but my consciousness is not clear.

Back then, Bai Yu wrote love songs to Ye Sangqing and wrote about insomnia: "But as long as you are in the air around me, I will let go of my fists and sleep like a child." Cantonese songs are really suitable for talking about love, no matter how awkward it is.

I didn't know that Ji Rongfu had a hypnotic effect on me.The bed is clean and woody, this is Ji Rongfu's territory, I shouldn't be here.But the quilt here is fluffy and soft, even the air seems much cuter, and the porridge in my stomach is so warm that I don't even bother to be vigilant.

The mattress was too soft, and I felt as if my whole body was stuck in a swamp, sinking, sinking, and finally being surrounded slowly. The last thought before going to sleep was: I hope Ji Rongfu will not have the habit of sleeping naked like me.