little boy [rebirth]

At the end of the day, the two skied a total of 3 ski trails. From 6 am to the afternoon, they enjoyed themselves and were exhausted.

Ji Ran leaned against Fu Yanbai tiredly and squinted until the car drove into the hotel gate, and woke up as if remembering something.

The selfie stick pinched by Fu Yanbai has more than [-] photos on the connected mobile phone, most of which are of Ji Ran, all kinds of red figures, only a few photos of the two of them, galloping in the snow room.

Ji Ran's hand quickly flipped forward a few pages, one of which was at a slowing point on a wide road, Fu Yanbai deliberately waited for him, and the arm stretched back was just connected to his outstretched front hand, and it was taken from a side angle , It's like holding hands and sliding.

It happened to be early in the morning, the sun was shining on the skateboard, and there were only two crooked eye slits left in his smile.

Fu Yanbai's brows were raised, and the corners of his mouth were pulled up a little, as if with a slight smile.

Ji Ran jumped out of the car with her mobile phone in her arms, and arrived at a small white curtain with "Photo Room" written on it. While making gestures, she pointed to the screen of the mobile phone: "Excuseme?"

When the Japanese old man turned around, his palm-sized face came in, and Ji Ran blinked: "P, Print..."

The old man frowned, and followed Ji Ligulu for a while, Ji Ran couldn't understand Japanese, and finally understood the translation after looking at the notices.

"Only print film"

"..."

The young master ran back with his ears down again, Fu Yanbai glanced at him: "What are you doing?"

Ji Ran blushed: "I won't tell you."

Fu Yanbai: ...

After a simple wash and refreshment, dinner is at the hotel, a two-Michelin-star kaiseki meal.

Because Ji Ran glanced at the old man who was cutting the sushi when he left, Fu Yanbai didn't choose to dine alone in the room, and simply led him to the Japanese restaurant on the first floor.

The space is quiet.Ji Ran sat in for a while, but there was no sound.The young European couple who also caught up with the morning snow happened to be sitting in the dining room, raising their eyebrows slightly as a signal.

Ji Ran turned her head and waved her hand.

Fu Yanbai picked out a set of bird-colored tableware made of red clay.After three courses of appetizers, there was a plopping sound when the pot was served, and the heat came up with the steaming stone pottery pot, and the aroma was overflowing.

Ji Ran glanced at the side from the corner of his eye, Fu Yanbai's was king crab mixed cooking, while his own was red snapper suki.

The chef in front of the cooking counter bowed slightly to say please use it. There was a sound of moving chopsticks in the restaurant, and the conversation gradually resumed.

Ji Ran picked up the chopsticks, and just glanced at the small pot on the opposite side of the table, Fu Yanbai raised his eyebrows quickly:

"You choose from the menu."

"..."

That's right.

But what can't stop others from cooking is to be more fragrant!

"Eat crabs and grow taller."

Fu Yanbai looked at Ji Ran's serious nonsense, as if he was not afraid:

"You don't need to be tall."

"..."

I don't know where the robbers came from.He could only dig out the crimson crab leg meat, and served a small bowl to the ancestor across the table.Ji Ran reciprocated politely and brought him two pieces of fish, and the two of them ate together like this.

The miscellaneous cooking that had just boiled was a little hot to the mouth, and when Ji Ran put down the bowl, her lips were reddish, and her face was white and clear as if it had been snowed.

Fu Yanbai's gaze stayed for a moment, and the waiter waiting on the side had already stepped forward to refill tea and sake.

"Excuse me, are you satisfied with your meal?"

The woman in the kimono smiled very kindly, and the slightly blunt Chinese made people feel at home.

Ji Ran's heart widened, and he asked, "What's the name of this hotel?"

"..."

The waiter paused for a moment. Fortunately, this question did not exceed her Chinese range at all, and she had already answered it countless times, and said very skillfully:

"Sitting in the forest."

Afterwards, they started to connect with each other with a smile on their faces:

"There is a saying in China's "Zhuangzi. The Great Master": "Falling the limbs, dethroning the intelligence, leaving the body to know, the same as the Datong, this is called sitting and forgetting.""

"To sit in the forest means to abandon the shackles of the world."

"Hope you enjoy your stay."

-

The Bai Lin outside the window was already hidden in the wind and snow, and the hustle and bustle outside the dust could not be seen at all.

I don't know if this set of rhetoric is too commercial, or the waiter's Chinese is too bad, Ji Ran held the teacup in his hand and didn't recover for a long time.

The waiter thought he didn't understand, and opened his mouth to explain again, Fu Yanbai waved his hand: "Thank you."

Then he said in a plain and easy-to-understand manner:

"It's the most expensive here."

"..."

Ji Ran almost got stuck in her throat with a mouthful of custard.

"Oh."

The young master continued to lower his head to the sip of tea.

It's just that through the gap between the bangs, Fu Yanbai's face flashed a little from the corner of the eye.

There was nothing unusual about that face, the dark eyes were hazy with a layer of mist, and seemed to be blocked by the heat in the pot, and the veins were calm.

Ji Ran looked away, and there was a little ripple in the tea.

It was almost nine o'clock after this meal.

When I got back to the room, the room service had been pre-set the hot spring in accordance with the standard procedure.

Facing the white snow and woods stretching across the Tibetan mountains, the small pond is filled with white mist.

Ji Ran walked into the room, took a shower first, and washed away the snow and thoughts of the day.

When he went out, Fu Yanbai was standing by the table. Ji Ran put a huge white towel on his head, covering most of his body. He picked up a blue bathrobe on the bed and walked to the yard:

"Are you soaking?"

The sound was a little wet through the water mist.

His back was facing Fu Yanbai, and in front of him was the snow-covered pine pond.After a while, a faint voice came from behind:

"A while."

Then there was the sound of the wooden door being gently pushed shut, and Fu Yanbai went out.

Ji Ran was startled for a second, then took off the towel.

It is a wonderful experience to step into the warm spring water in the cold winter.

In front of me is a vast expanse of white birches, the trees dragging snow, dry and cold and empty.

But except for the outermost layer, the inside is boiling and warm, like a warm water line slowly covering the chest, bringing a slight tingling itching.

Ji Ran was soaking in the pool, only the tinkle of spring water flowed in his ears, and it was unknown how long before the wooden door was gently pushed open.

Fu Yanbai put a photo on the table, then turned around unconsciously:

"Is this one?"

In front of him was the pine forest in the wilderness, the color of snow in the mist, and the white back of the young man.

-

Ji Ran is very white.

Half soaked in the hot spring, the tips of her hair were wet, and she looked a little messed up by a towel after a shower.

Facing the background of the snow scene, he heard the voice, and slid back. Ji Ran lay down on the edge of the pool, with his head sticking out: "Uncle, I can't see it."

There was ten seconds of silence in the room.

Fu Yanbai put down the photo:

"Get up and see."

So the people in the pool slid back to the window, and the part of the waterline just below the waist would not be lowered, and the young man's thin back was completely exposed to the air, and soon sank a part.

The part that sank fell into the light brown water, showing the edge faintly, and the water pattern blurred the shape, revealing only a piece of pure white, blurred with the snow on the branches.

There was no more sound in the house.

The hot spring was scorching, and Ji Ran's body and face were soon dyed pink. He turned around and leaned against the pool, facing the inside, and the mist formed in front of his eyes.

"Want to come in?"

Fu Yanbai didn't speak.

Across the mist, Ji Ran could only see the place where the teahouse was against the wall, the man's upright silhouette, and a figure taller than him, Fu Yanbai seemed to be leaning lazily.

He couldn't see Fu Yanbai's expression clearly.

But I can feel that gaze is facing here, and this snow scene surrounded by white mist.

Ji Ran didn't hear any echo, the sound of water filled the room.

He didn't soak for too long.

Feeling a little hot, he got up from the pool, and the wet water trickled out all the way. The huge white towel covered his body again, and it quickly became wet.

The boy's body is like a stubborn and immature stalk, from the thin shoulders and neck to the well-proportioned waistline, every inch seems to be broken when folded, and it seems that every inch can be kneaded flexibly.

After a while, he finally heard Fu Yanbai's voice.

"The picture is on the table."

"Ah."

Ji Ran put on that blue-flowered bathrobe, which was a Japanese-style men's style, with small belts scattered on both sides, and a long belt on the back that passed through the waist. It was wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, with loose shoulders and narrow waist.

He was not very proficient in tying it, and only after finishing the two sides did he find that the belt was left behind, with a piece of cloth buckle hanging on it, and it was already hanging on the ground.

Ji Ran touched it with his back hand, but he didn't catch it. Just as he turned around, there were extra hands in front of him...

The heartbeat seemed to stop for a moment.

Fu Yanbai didn't know when he came over and stuck in front of him.

-

Those slender hands picked up the belt from the ground, one went around his side, and the other pulled back along his waist.

The loose placket is drawn tight to overlap.

Ji Ran's waist is very thin.Fu Yanbai's belt was tied very tightly, and the loose bathrobe was pulled out in a sudden tightening arc, and then tied with a bow.

"Thank you."

"Need not."

Fu Yanbai's voice was very low.

As soon as Ji Ran raised her head, she met those beautiful peach blossom eyes, her indifferent pupils were facing the clear pupils, a pair of light black deer eyes were printed inside, and the eyelashes were stained into several pieces.

Ji Ran felt hot all over.

It is as hot as boiling.

These hands obviously didn't touch him at all, but they seemed to have crossed the line.

His towel fell on the floor, Fu Yanbai took a new one from the bathroom, covered his soft wet hair, and rubbed it slowly: "I'll find a Polaroid to make it for you."

"Oh."

Ji Ran's voice came from inside the towel:

"Aren't you going to soak?"

"No."

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