Fisherman's Secret

As a brother of white South Sea pearls, golden pearls are very expensive due to their scarcity.The few pearls that Fang Jing found were not small, but two were extraordinarily large, obviously more than fifteen millimeters, and the color was full and round, and they were high-quality at first glance, but the number was too small.

Fang Jing put away the beads, but the ruby ​​earring caught his attention even more.

The color of the gemstone inlaid on this earring is purple-red, the color is full, and the gemstone is irregular in shape. It is obvious that it was directly inlaid after careful polishing, without any traces of artificial cutting.

From the perspective of modern people, this ruby ​​is not bright enough, nor clear enough, and its luster and fire are not outstanding. The only thing that can be sure is that it is pure natural.

I don't know how many years this earring has been lying under the sea, and the golden silk around the gemstone has lost its luster and is dull.

Fang Jing couldn't tell the origin of this earring for a while, and he had been in the water for nearly two hours, and Cen Jiu and the others would be worried if he didn't go back.

He also put away the earrings, and swam back, passing a section of oyster bed, and caught more than a dozen larger oysters, saving them for barbecue at night.

On the fishing boat, a few young people were chatting with each other while swinging their fishing rods. In the water tank on the deck, a few sea fish were floating half-dead.

Chen Siming raised his wrist to check the time, and said, "It's been an hour, why hasn't Xiao Jingzi come back, is there anything wrong?"

Zhu Zhi was staring at the fishing rod intently, without batting an eye when he heard the words.

"Don't worry, Xiao Jingzi is good at water, it's fine."

When he was in college, Fang Jing went to be the coach of the swimming pool because of his good swimming skills. Zhu Zhi didn't know how to swim at first, but Fang Jing taught him by hand.

Just as he was talking, waves suddenly splashed on the calm water, and Fang Jing emerged from the water.

"Hey, I was talking about you, and I came back." Zhu Zhile stopped, and ignored the fishing rod, and ran over to look at Fang Jing's fishing rod.

"You went to the moon to catch fish, right?"

Fang Jing untied the fish basket and lifted it up: "Come here and give me a hand, and pick up the fish basket."

The delicate and fleshy Zhu Zhi raised his hand to pick up the fish basket, his arm suddenly sank, he staggered and almost fell down.

Well, so heavy!The hand is about to break off!

Zhu Zhi used all his strength to put the fish reel on the deck with both hands. Just now Fang Jing lifted the fish reel without much effort.

"I didn't see it, Xiao Jingzi, you still have brute force." Zhu Zhi stared at Fang Jing with eyes like looking at a monster, then stretched out his hand to pinch his arm, and found that the muscles on Fang Jing's arm were not as strong as his own. I feel very incredible.

When he was in college, Fang Jing was the youngest in the dormitory, and he was also small, like a weak chicken. After not seeing him for a few years, he was even stronger than him.

Fang Jing was climbing up the boat by grabbing the edge of the boat, when he heard this, he paused.

After Zhu Zhi said this, he found that his strength seemed to have really grown a little bit!

A hand reached out, grabbed his arm and pulled him up easily.

Well, no matter how hard he tried, compared with Cen Jiuyi, he would be reduced to scum in an instant.

Cen Jiu looked Fang Jing up and down, and found that he was in good health, without even a scratch on his body, then turned back to the kitchen with the fish basket in his hand.

Chen Siming was leaning against the side of the boat with a bottle of beer in his hand, watching the interaction between Fang Jing and Cen Jiu, looking thoughtful.

Regarding Cen Jiu's identity, Fang Jing explained to them that they were friends, but he always felt that this Cen Jiu was not that simple, and he wondered whether he should remind Fang Jing.

Shrimp and crabs just caught from the sea are not as good as they should be, but they are fresher. They don't need to be carefully cooked, and they taste delicious when they are steamed in the sauce.

"Little Jingzi, what is that friend of yours doing behind the scenes? Ask him to come out and eat together." Zhu Zhi said while gnawing on a big lobster without any image.

Fang Jing glanced in the direction of the kitchen, picked two lobsters and three swimming crabs and put them on the plate, and said, "I'll go and have a look, and get him something to eat by the way."

"Go now." Zhu Zhi waved his hand and found that the biggest lobster he had set his sights on had disappeared while he was speaking, so he immediately put Cen Jiu behind his head and yelled strangely, "Who took the lobster I had ordered by default?" Stolen it? You are too careless, return it to me—"

"It's too late, I've already eaten it in my stomach, do you want to spit it out for you?"

"Damn, it's disgusting!"

Fang Jing smiled and ran to the stern. Cen Jiu was cleaning the fishing nets. His shirt had been taken off, revealing healthy wheat-colored skin. The beautiful and smooth back muscles were tucked into a thin and tight waistline. Fang Jing could see He couldn't take his eyes off, and then frowned.

I didn't notice it before, but after looking closely today, I found that Cen Jiu's body was covered with large and small wounds, and there was hardly a piece of complete skin visible on the entire back.

"What's going on?" Fang Jing walked over, frowning.

"Don't look at the injuries I got before, it's scary." Cen Jiu picked up the T-shirt and put it on to cover up those mottled wounds.

Fang Jing ignored him, went around to him, and lifted the hem of his T-shirt. Sure enough, his chest was also covered with various scars, wounds from whips, knife wounds, and other scars that he couldn't distinguish. Some of them had healed, leaving only Superficial marks, some of which are still fresh injuries, have not healed for a long time, and look particularly scary.

"How did you do it?" Fang Jing asked as he touched a hideous wound on his chest.

The muscles under his fingers tensed suddenly, Cen Jiu was silent for a while, and said, "It's been too long, I forgot."

Fang Jing was silent.

Cen Jiu seldom mentioned his past affairs, just from the injuries on his body, he could know how dangerous the life of Daqi's secret guard was.

The wounds all over the body, some of them look old, like old dark wounds, how old is Cen Jiu this year?How old were you when you got these injuries?How painful should it be?

As if guessing what he was thinking, Cen Jiu pressed his groping hand, clasped it around his waist, and said, "It's all over, it doesn't hurt anymore."

How could it not hurt so badly?

Suddenly, I remembered that when I first met Cen Jiugang, Cen Jiu was down and out like a homeless man, his ankle was swollen like a steamed bun, he walked like a normal person, and he was brave enough to fight against those who robbed him of money. The two little thieves were beaten away, and there was no trace of pain on their faces.

Either he is congenitally lacking in pain, or his body has long been accustomed to that level of pain, and his tolerance to pain is so high that ordinary people can't imagine.

An inexplicable emotion surged up in Fang Jing's heart, a little sour, astringent and numb, just like knocking over a bottle of five flavors.

Cen Jiu looked down at him, eyes full of tenderness.He hesitated for a moment, raised his other hand, pressed it on Fang Jing's back, and held him in his arms vaguely.

"Don't think about it, it doesn't hurt."

Fang Jing raised his head, the two looked at each other, and an inexplicable ambiguity rose between them.

Cen Jiu's eyes fell on Fang Jing's shallow lips, hesitating.

Fang Jing also felt embarrassed, he didn't hold a lot of alcohol, every time he drank a glass, he would get drunk, the matter of molesting Cen Jiu when he was drunk that day, it's not that he didn't have no memory at all, he just felt embarrassed at the moment.

Zhu Zhi and the others at the bow of the boat were yelling again, not knowing what happened.

He responded, and pushed Cen Jiu away. After a push, Cen Jiu let him go.

He brought over the steamed sea crab on the plate and said, "Eat whatever you like first, and I'll cook something delicious for you tonight."

Cen Jiu let go of him, picked up a small bench and sat down, ate the steamed crabs that Fang Jing had brought over, and then went to clean up the fishing nets, thinking of something, the roots of his ears gradually turned red little by little.