Neighbors eat food every day

Lin Qiqi stared at it for a while, then turned to look at the time, the hands were right on the number 11.

Si Yan said that the art exhibition will start at about 8 o'clock, and at 9 o'clock, a little-known local art association released related news. At one o'clock, a certain news media reposted, intercepted Si Yan's part and compared it with the self-portrait, making a big article, which attracted countless likes and comments.

Why does it seem like a trick?

If it was someone else, Lin Qiqi, who has been watching too much, would instinctively think it was a hype, but this time the protagonist is Si Yan, the "artist" who has to hide his name and avoid attracting attention when participating in his own art exhibitions. One tendon is particularly stubborn. If you say you don’t want to be exposed, you just don’t want to. If you can’t pull back a few cows, how can you hype?

She felt an indescribable weirdness, and turned her head to look at Si Yan's photo: Si Yan smiled, but she didn't turn her head deliberately, she turned her face slightly, her far right hand pressed against the hem of her skirt, and the closer one The tip of the left finger is upturned, unnaturally frozen in the air, as if suppressing the movement of lifting.

After watching for a long time, Lin Qiqi was affirmed based on her understanding of Si Yan.

This is a candid shot.

The surprise and joy of becoming famous disappeared at once. Lin Qiqi felt uncomfortable when she thought of Si Yan being photographed in an unwilling situation. Even Si Yan's always bright eyes felt like tears were shining, which was fine. I was thinking about typing, so I jumped to Si Yan's Weibo to read it.

The latest Weibo, attached [Ten Fingers Interlocking.jpg] Xiu Enai publicly came out, and the comments are once again rising at a frightening rate.

Those who are sightseeing, those who confess, those who are curious about the owner of the other hand, those who say that Si Yan is grandstanding...

Lin Qiqi got angry as many pages as she swiped.

Hmph, why are these idlers staring at her wife!

Closing the window angrily, Lin Qiqi watched the time pass for only half an hour, and the second hand was moving unhurriedly, feeling very unhappy.She hesitated whether to call Si Yan, walked around the room twice before making a decision, when the sound of card swiping came from the hotel door.

"Who?" Lin Qiqi walked over cautiously.

Si Yan's weak voice sounded, "I'm back."

Lin Qiqi felt relieved at once, but when she went up to meet her, she saw Si Yan with a sad face. As soon as she entered the door, she lifted her foot and kicked out the two shoes, which fell on the carpet with a muffled "Puff" sound.The ominous premonition became stronger and stronger, she didn't dare to speak anymore, silently picked up the high heels that Si Yan kicked randomly, put them away in the shoe cabinet, and took a pair of slippers to look for Si Yan.

Si Yan was looking into the distance by the bed, her hair was put down, and it was a little curly because it was coiled, and it was smooth and soft when she gathered it up and then put it down, like undulating black satin, her profile was traced in the strong light outside A beautiful silhouette, every inch and every minute is soft and delicate. When looking back, the eyelashes tremble slightly, and the makeup has faded from the pursed lips, which are healthy and moist red.

So good-looking, no wonder people stared at it.

A strange idea popped up all of a sudden, Lin Qiqi was stunned for a while, and after thinking about it, she realized that the reason was that the media looked at her face and made a gimmick of comparing her self-portrait with Si Yan's appearance. How could she be like those superficial people!

Thinking of this, she suppressed her amazed thoughts, straightened her waist and said very righteously, "Si Yan, don't pay attention to those unscrupulous media!"

"Huh?" Si Yan turned around with a blank face, "What?"

Lin Qiqi was dumbfounded: "Aren't you angry because of the exposure of the photos on Weibo?"

"No, I knew this result when I agreed to participate in the art exhibition." Si Yan shrugged.

Lin Qiqi was even more confused: "Then why do you look unhappy..."

"Senior invited me to drink tea, and I drank until just now," Si Yan gritted her teeth, "I didn't even have a snack, and you sent me back without a meal!!"

"..."

She actually despises the superficiality of people who look at their faces so much?Hey, this Si Yan, who only cares about food, is nowhere to be seen!

Angrily throwing the slippers in her hand, Lin Qiqi muttered flatly, "I'm still worried about you..."

"What are you worried about? Being photographed and exposed?" Si Yan sat down and put on her shoes slowly, with a nonchalant tone.

Lin Qiqi was inexplicably upset when she heard that, "It's because I thought too much." After she finished speaking, she let out a "hum" and turned to go to the bathroom, wanting to wash her face and calm down.

Before closing the door, Si Yan followed and slowly washed her hands in another sink.

Lin Qiqi heard the sound of rushing water, the rhythm remained unchanged, which made people irritated, she couldn't help but look at Si Yan through the mirror, and found that Si Yan had washed every finger clean, and applied flower-scented hand sanitizer , patient and meticulous, her fat-like jade complexion was stained with water droplets, and it was especially beautiful under the light.

What kind of hand washing, in the end can not coax people!

Lin Qiqi pursed her mouth, and not to be outdone, she also turned on the faucet here, and only then did she pick up a cup of water, when she was suddenly hugged by the waist.

Si Yan didn't know when she came to the back, and bumped her against the sink against her body.

The sink is made of marble, waist height, cold and hard, Lin Qiqi was so startled that she put her hands on the countertop, but fortunately, Si Yan put the other hand on her lower abdomen as a pad to slow down the momentum, so that she didn't feel cold and smooth However, she was glad that it didn't take long before she found that the full pinch of water just hit the wall of the sink, splashed on her face and clothes, and wet the water marks.

"What are you doing?" Lin Qiqi looked at the wet front frustratingly - this white shirt is highly absorbent, it is completely soaked when it is so wet.

Si Yan hugged her with one arm, raised her hand to undo the button, skillfully and quickly, and whispered on the cool skin, "I miss you."

Lin Qiqi understood why Si Yan washed her hands.

In front of her was a brighter and bigger mirror than the one on the dressing table. Lin Qiqi saw with her own eyes that her complexion was turning red, especially her cheeks, which were rosy and tender.

Hey, it's not her fault that she blush easily.

Lin Qiqi actually refused in her heart. She twisted and wanted to push away the kissing Si Yan, and said to the business, "What should I do if your photo is exposed?"

"It doesn't matter." Si Yan rubbed her cheek, and poked her fingertips into her shirt, "Did they find you?"

Lin Qiqi saw Si Yan tugging on the back of the shirt with bad intentions, the thin fabric stretched out her long and slender fingers, each movement was full of imagination under the cover, she bowed her head in shame, "No."

"Then it's okay." Si Yan pinched her chin and lifted it up, "Didn't you have a falling out with your mother, and you're afraid of being discovered by someone."

This point was brought up at an inappropriate time. Lin Qiqi remembered that Yao Ling said that she was going back to China, and suddenly gained the strength to push Si Yan away a little bit, then turned around and said, "By the way, my friend is going back to China, let's get your things out of here as soon as we get home." 1002 moved out."

Si Yan's face changed, "You want to drive me away!?"

"No." Lin Qiqi explained, "A friend lent me the house, and she found out that you lived there too. It's not good."

Si Yan pursed her lips, and glanced at her several times with a judging look, "I've lived anywhere except the night before, and I go home and sleep by myself every day, okay?"

"But you eat, watch TV, play computer and take a shower in 1002..." Lin Qiqi lost to Si Yan with her fingers, "Are you still living?"

Si Yan was aggrieved, "That's a visit."

Lin Qiqi sighed, gave up on persuasion and gave direct orders, "My friend hasn't been here for long, you bear with it, move things away, just have a couple of meals every once in a while..."

"Two meals?" Si Yan held her chin, "Lunch and dinner?"

Sure enough, he vowed to carry on eating and drinking to the end.

Really helpless, Lin Qiqi racked her brains to think of how to persuade Si Yan, but when she looked up, she found that Si Yan looked dignified in a dress.

Si Yan is considered famous now, she should... pay attention to her image, right?

"Si Yan, you are an artist." Lin Qiqi said serious nonsense, "You are famous now, you have to pay attention to your image, do you know what my friend thinks of you? A jobless vagrant who eats, drinks, and thinks this trip is a You spend my money."

Si Yan sneered, "Really? Tell her to come out, and I'll give Xiao Pei a beating."

Lin Qiqi was startled, and resorted to delaying the attack, "Okay, let's go back and talk about it in detail, let's go downstairs for dinner."

They changed their clothes, heard that the food in the hotel was not good, called Xiao Pei, and decided to go to the commercial street to eat local specialties.There are several small restaurants on the West Street of Shui Mo Township, which are run by locals. They were neglected because they didn't have air-conditioning. Si Yan got a little greedy after hearing the shouted dishes, so she took Lin Qiqi into one.

These few are very strange, with almost no decoration, just painting a wall, moving a few tables and hanging signs, and it’s like opening. What’s even more strange is that the concrete floor is covered with grass, trying to create a back-to-basics atmosphere. Lin Qiqi looked a little bit The yellow grass roots frowned, "I really want to eat here."

"I want this, this, this..." Si Yan had already pointed to the signboard to order.

Lin Qiqi resigned herself to using hot tea to sterilize the bowls and chopsticks. The shop was just full, and the other tourists didn’t order as much as they did. The pressure on the kitchen was low. The chef first chopped up the poached chicken and brought it up, which was cold but tender. When dipped in the store's sauce, the slight aroma of chili oil and the sweetness of the chicken are combined, which is very unique and fresh.

"Remember it." Si Yan was deeply satisfied, "Go back and do it."

After hearing this, Lin Qiqi silently slowed down and ate slowly.

The second dish is fried char siu, which is fragrant and fried over the heat, but the mint leaves on the side are also coated with a thin layer of fried puff pastry. When you bite down, you have the aroma of deep frying and the natural coolness of mint. , refreshing and crispy, it is a bit strange to eat at first, but after chewing for a long time, it has a long aftertaste.

Si Yan ate all the mint, and secretly confessed, "Go back and make it."

"..."

The third dish is fried stamens. Lin Qiqi didn't understand the shop's dialect exactly what kind of flower it was.The dish was so-so, neither bad nor tasty, Si Yan had nothing else to eat, so she just took a bite to try something new, leaned her head down on the table, and leaned into her ear and said, "Go back and make it."

Lin Qiqi, who had always been burdened with the heavy task of guessing the recipe, broke out and gritted her teeth, "This is obviously terrible!"

Si Yan chuckled, and said in an ambiguous tone with a hoarse voice on purpose, "It's not this one, it's that one."

"Hello." Lin Qiqi pushed Si Yan, bowing her head in embarrassment.

The two of them were lying sideways, and Xiao Pei, who had been silently pretending not to exist, suddenly stood up, not only startled them, but also so tall and so murderous that everyone in the restaurant fell silent and looked at each other in blank dismay.

Xiao Pei rushed out with a stride, and within ten seconds, he grabbed a man and came back.

The man wore short-sleeved trousers and a peaked cap to cover his face. He hung a camera around his neck, trembling with fear.

"I've seen him before the art exhibition." Xiao Pei pulled off the camera, almost suffocating the man. "It turns out that he wasn't taking pictures of art exhibitions normally, he was secretly taking pictures."

Pointing gazes and words came rushing towards him, the man turned pale and said, "I just want to make news."

Si Yan was furious, "Again! Hey, that painting is called Self-Portrait, not myself..."

"It's not this." The man was stunned, and he defended in a low voice, "Master Liu said in an interview just now that you are the most promising painter of this generation."

Si Yan was stunned abnormally, but Lin Qiqi didn't quite understand, so she poked, "Who is Master Liu?"

"A very powerful person." Si Yan was rarely distracted, hooked her fingers, and asked Lin Qiqi to come over before finishing, "He...is one of the judges of that competition, that is the new work that you don't like very much. Probably very likely to win an award.”

Lin Qiqi couldn't laugh or cry.

What the hell, Xiao Huangtu is going to win an award! ?