Out of place

Xiang Xi was a little dazed and staring all night. He buried his head in eating half a bowl of noodles and still hasn't recovered his brain. When he heard Cheng Boyan's words suddenly, he didn't realize it for a long time, and looked at Cheng Boyan.

"What?" he asked.

"I said, you take pictures for me," Cheng Boyan repeated, "I will pay you."

"You shot me?" Xiang Xi was stunned.

Cheng Boyan sighed, and paused for a while before saying: "I will give you a camera, you can shoot whatever you want, what you see, what you want to express, what you want others to see yourself, your life, everything. Can."

Xiang Xi was silent, bowed his head and ate two mouthfuls of noodles.

"Will it be the same as Fang Yin?" He asked in a muffled voice.

"He shoots the story he wants to tell, and you are his actor to a certain extent with him," Cheng Boyan smiled. "You shoot your own story, and you are your own director. There is still a difference."

"You want to give me the 50 yuan." Xiang Xi glanced at him, "I'm afraid I don't want it, so find an excuse."

Cheng Boyan laughed and looked at him for a while: "Yes, but that's just one reason."

"Is there any other reason?" Xiang Xi asked.

"I want to see what you look like in your eyes, and... I think you are a sensitive person, and you are also very thoughtful. Maybe you can shoot..." Cheng Boyan looked at him, "Of course, if you don't want to, just No filming, just a suggestion."

"Maybe I can be a photographer?" Xiang Xi laughed, laughed for a while and then thought about it, "If that's the case, I won't shoot for 30 days, I will also shoot a feature called...'Seeing the Light' Shoot all the lights, the sun, the moon, the lights, the fireflies, the fireflies, the reflections of glass, the waves of the river, the lights on the leaves, the lights in the eyes, anyway, there are lights and lights..."

Xiang Xi spoke a series of words, then lowered his head and ate up the noodles in the bowl, and shook it at the lamp: "There is also the light in the bowl that has been eaten up."

Cheng Boyan looked at him without speaking for a long time.

Xiang Xi had enjoyed talking about it, and was excited, but was a little embarrassed and embarrassed after seeing what he said: "I'll just talk about it casually."

"Let's shoot," Cheng Boyan said, "Just shoot these."

"Huh?" The chopsticks that Xiang Xi stretched out to pick up the steamed dumplings stopped in the air.

"When you see the light, you can take pictures if you want. It doesn't take time. If you have time, you can take pictures." Cheng Boyan pushed the half-eaten steamed buns in front of him. "I think it's very interesting. It always gives hope. Better than uncovering the darkness."

"Are you serious?" Xiang Xi didn't seem to understand until now.

"Yes." Cheng Boyan nodded.

After eating, Xiang Xi took out the money and handed it to the boss before Cheng Boyan, then turned around and added to Cheng Boyan: "This is not the meal I invited, it doesn't count."

"Yeah." Cheng Boyan stood up.

After walking out of Sha County, Xiang Xi's stomach finally reacted to the food within a few steps.

It seems to eat too much.

He calculated in his heart, if counting the packaged steamed dumplings, he ate two drawers of steamed dumplings, one bowl of noodles, one cup of soup, and the half drawer of Xiaolongbao that Cheng Boyan pushed in front of him...

"Hey..." He pressed his stomach and sighed softly.

"Are you full?" Cheng Boyan asked him.

"Suppressed." He rubbed his nose.

"Go back and rest," Cheng Boyan took out his phone to check the time, "I'm going back too."

"Go back quickly, make such a trip in the middle of the night," Xiang Xi said, although Cheng Boyan's house is not far from here, but...he suddenly remembered the reason why Cheng Boyan came here, and suddenly he couldn't walk easily, turned around and shook his head. He rushed towards the "den of thieves", "I'm back, good night!"

"Good night." Cheng Boyan said behind him.

Cheng Boyan watched Xiang Xi disappear at the end of the road, turned around and walked towards his car.

After getting in the car, he sat for a while, took a carton of milk from the back seat and drank it slowly before starting the car and turning around to drive back.

At first he thought that Xiang Xi was hungry, so he kept his head buried in eating hard, and even ate up his half drawer of buns, but now that he thinks about it...

This is to be frightened.

Cheng Boyan smiled, today is indeed a bit scary.

When he got home, he was still a little away from bedtime, so he planned to take a shower before reading a book.

When he threw Xiang Xi's unworn pair of pants on the sofa into the laundry bucket, he saw Xiang Xi sitting on a chair with his legs crossed.

He clicked his tongue, Cheng Boyan, you really can't hold back.

After entering the bathroom and stripping off all his clothes, when the slightly warm water from the nozzle slid over his body, he closed his eyes and propped himself against the wall to let out a long sigh of relief.

Xiang Xi was frightened by him, but he looked quite frightened... Cheng Boyan opened his eyes, looking at the dense water droplets sprinkled in front of him.

I feel like I won't be able to sleep well tonight.

The water continuously slid over the body, drawing winding and lingering tracks, wrapping every inch of skin in a small and dense manner.

Cheng Boyan usually doesn't concentrate so much on taking a bath, and he seldom tries to experience these touches that make people dreamy, but today he feels it very deeply.

It's because of Xiang Xi.

There is also the urge to jubilate when I am not careful.

Cheng Boyan sighed, his forehead pressed against the wall, and his hand slipped down.

When he came out of the bathroom, the phone was singing happily on the table, Cheng Boyan went over to take a look, it was Lin He.

He slowly wiped his hair with water, put the towel away before answering the phone.

"Why don't you answer the phone?" Lin He asked right away.

"Take a shower." Cheng Boyan sat on the sofa and leaned against it.

"Are you taking a bath or playing with the water? This is the fourth call I've made. Don't you just take a shower and finish it in 10 minutes? It's almost a class!" Lin He said.

"Hey, don't say that, you know how long I've been in the shower," Cheng Boyan laughed, "How inappropriate Song Yi heard."

"Get out," Lin He smiled, "to be honest, what are you doing?"

"A single man, he stayed in the bathroom at home for a long time at night." Cheng Boyan picked up a book on the coffee table and flipped through it. "What else do you think you can do?"

"Ouch," Lin He laughed, "Did I interrupt your entertainment?"

"No interruption, I didn't hear the phone ring." Cheng Boyan smiled.

"Why are you so interested today?" Lin He said.

"Well, today..." Cheng Boyan thought for a while and changed the subject, "What do you want from me?"

"After finishing talking," Lin He clicked his tongue, "I'm so interested in what happened today."

"I didn't do much today, but my wrists felt tight, so I moved a little bit." Cheng Boyan said.

"...Go ahead, there must be something wrong. It's been a long time since you have been such a mess." Lin He said with a smile.

"Don't talk nonsense, this word belongs to you and Song Yi, don't just throw it at me." Cheng Boyan put his legs on the coffee table.

"You can't be..." Lin He hesitated, "What's the matter with that kid?"

"I'll send you a pennant tomorrow, little gossip expert," Cheng Boyan smiled. He is basically in a state of whiteness and cleanliness emotionally. Lin He is more anxious than him, and he can catch any trouble, " It’s not that there’s something wrong, there’s something wrong.”

"What happened?" Lin He was taken aback, "Are you playing a hooligan?"

"Am I that kind of person?" Cheng Boyan said with a smile, paused and sighed again, "But it's almost the same."

He briefly told Lin He about the previous incident, and Lin He was stunned for a long time: "You must be scared away, Boyan, what are you thinking? Have you been drinking?"

"I don't know," Cheng Boyan pinched the space between his brows, "I just couldn't hold back."

"What about him?" Lin He asked.

"I feel blinded and haven't woken up yet," Cheng Boyan said, "Maybe I won't talk to me tomorrow... What do you want from me?"

"You haven't even figured out if he is right? This is so out of your style." Lin He was a little surprised, "How much do you like him? You just gnawed at him without even trying it out!"

"What are you looking for from me?" Cheng Boyan asked again.

"It's okay, let's not talk...my mother's knees have been hurting for almost a month, and she always feels creaking on her knees when she bends her legs. Let me ask her to visit your place tomorrow?" Lin He said.

"Come here at noon, there are few people at noon," Cheng Boyan thought for a while, "No bumps or sprains?"

"She said no." Lin He replied.

"Then let me have a look when we come here," Cheng Boyan said, "By the way, do you have a camera at your place? The one you bought the year before last to pretend to be aggressive but didn't put it on."

"What kind of description do you use...why do you use it?" Lin He smiled.

"If you don't need it for a while, let Song Yi take it to Xiang Xi, he will use it." Cheng Boyan said with a smile.

"You..." Lin He wanted to say something, but he didn't think about it, "Okay."

Xiang Xi stayed in the house for two days without going out, ordered takeaway to eat in the house, and tidied up the house, dusted it, and swept the floor.

Next door Liu Yuanping was at home alone, so he came over and dragged him out for a meal. The two chatted for a while, and heard Liu Yuanping talk a lot about the school.

Xiang Xi was very envious.

Universities, serious college students.

He didn't even get along with a primary school student. Hearing what happened in college felt like he was listening to books.

When the envy was over, he went back to the hut and stared blankly.

Ordinarily, in the past two days, he said that he would invite Cheng Boyan to dinner, and Cheng Boyan also said that he would call him when he was free, but after saying good night that day, Cheng Boyan never contacted him again, no phone calls, no text messages.

Xiang Xi couldn't tell what it was like, anxiety, fear, expectation, all of them.

But Cheng Boyan no longer contacted him, he thought it was quite normal, seeing him that day was like getting hundreds of needles on his body, and everyone would be too embarrassed to contact him.

Isn't he too embarrassed to walk along the sidelines?

In fact, after he came back, he thought about it for a whole night, and he didn't sleep well, so he kept thinking about why Cheng Boyan was doing this.

But I didn't figure it out.

Until Monday, it was time for him to go to work in the supermarket again, and he didn't wait for Cheng Boyan's call.

I don't know whether to be disappointed or relieved.

Wait?

Yes, that's right, Xiang Xi took me with my father... no, I went to the supermarket with my mother and put my notebook in my bag and walked out of the hut. He was waiting for the phone call.

To say he was relieved, it was probably because he still felt embarrassed. He liked being with Cheng Boyan very much, listened to him talk, liked to tease him, and incidentally, he didn't feel disgusted when he kissed him suddenly, it was just embarrassing.

Disappointed... really disappointed.

Even if it was embarrassing, he still wanted to receive a call from Cheng Boyan, just like Cheng Boyan suddenly said that he was at the intersection that night.

Cheng Boyan is different from everyone else to him.

For so long, Cheng Boyan has always extended his hand to him. Without Cheng Boyan, I dare not imagine how far I can go.

Maybe lying in that ditch full of muddy water and rotten grass...

The fake blind man said when chatting with him before, the bottom line.

"I'm a person with a bottom line," the fake blind man pushed the sunglasses, "There are some things I'm sure I won't do, and that's my bottom line."

These words made Xiang Xi happy for a long time, a fake blind man who cheated and abducted all women, actually said the bottom line to others with a serious face.

"You have a bottom line. What you can't do is not because you can't do it, but because you dare not do it." Xiang Xibian said happily, "Your bottom line is your courage. How big is your courage? There is a bottom line." How low."

The fake blind man has been brooding over his words that directly exposed him for a long time, and he always bumped into him while walking, and beat him several times with a dog-beating stick, saying that he was blind and could not see.

Bottom line and principles, these two things, Xiang Xi has always felt that he has nothing to do with him, but he has really thought about the bottom line very seriously.

Where is your bottom line?

The bottom line is definitely there.

But more erratic, hard to say.

For example, when Uncle Ping asked him to touch porcelain to extort money, he had a bottom line.

When Fang Yin asked him to take a photo, he was unwilling, but when he asked for money, he agreed again, and the bottom line was gone.

For example, when Tan Xiaokang touches him, he has a bottom line.

When Cheng Boyan kissed him, he... seemed to have lost his bottom line again.

As long as Cheng Boyan doesn't leave and is still by his side, he doesn't seem to care what happens.

He arrived at the supermarket early today, and other colleagues in the same group, except Zhang Xin, the foreman, have not arrived yet.

He deliberately advanced the time. He entered the dressing room, found his wavy overalls, took out his pen, and took a breath.

He will write his name on his collar.

But I'm afraid that if I write too hard, I don't want others to see it.

When the pen fell on the collar, he was a little nervous, holding his breath for fear of shaking his hands.

Item West.

After finishing writing, he held up the clothes and looked at them, and smiled, not bad!The writing is quite neat, not particularly large, and not written in a ball.

He put the clothes on the table in a good mood, and drew a frame around the name with a pen, making the name look even more handsome.

After enjoying it for a while, he changed his clothes and walked out of the dressing room.

"Xiang Xi," Song Yi poked his head out of the office and called him, "Come here."

"Oh," Xiang Xi ran into the office, "Brother Song...Thank you for allowing me such a long vacation."

"It's okay, sick leave will be granted, health is important," Song Yi smiled, picked up a small black bag from the table and handed it over, "Here."

"What...something?" Xiang Xi didn't dare to answer.

"Camera," Song glanced at him, "I bought it and put it at home and haven't used it twice. Boyan said you want to use it, so I will bring it to you."

"Ah?" Xiang Xi was stunned.

"Hold it first, it's quite heavy." Song Yi said.

"Oh," Xiang Xi quickly took the camera bag, "I thought he was talking about his own camera."

"He doesn't play these things, it's just a card machine with broken legs and bones. Those who don't know think he is a perverted murderer." Song Yi smiled, "This is good, you can take this and stand on the floor, people I will definitely come out and beat you, thinking that you have come for an unannounced visit."

"Thank you Song Ge," Xiang Xi hugged the camera bag happily, and added, "I... will use it carefully, so it won't be damaged."

"It's okay to break it, just deduct your salary." Song Yi waved his hand, "Go to work."

Xiang Xi took the camera to the dressing room and locked it in his locker. In fact, what he wanted to say was not that he would use it carefully, he wanted to say that I would not use it at all.

But I'm not ashamed to say.

Although he took an unusable and expensive thing that was so tiring and tiring all the time, his mood suddenly rose.

Cheng Boyan asked Song Yi to bring it.

I didn’t go to work for more than a week, and when I went to work today, Xiang Xi was full of energy, and he was wearing a handsome name with a frame written by himself. I didn't find it annoying.

"Xiang Xi," Zhang Xin called to stop him, "you can sit at the cash register for a while when there are few people, your legs are still not good, right?"

"It doesn't matter," Xiang Xi shook his legs, "Look."

"Come here," Zhang Xin smiled, "I happen to be free now, let me teach you how to use the cash register."

"That's fine." Xiang Xi nodded and followed Zhang Xin to the cashier.

He had been afraid to get close to that machine before, but now he doesn't know how to take this book with me to accompany my father... No, I am confident when I accompany my mother to go shopping in the supermarket.

Zhang Xin didn't teach him specifically, so he let him watch her cash register, and told him how to scan codes, how to change money, and how to check inventory while operating.

Xiang Xi stared at the movements of her hands. There were words on the keyboard, but he couldn't understand them at once, depending on where Zhang Xin's hands were pressed.

After reading it several times, Zhang Xin asked him to try it, and he did it from memory, and there was nothing wrong.

"Understood?" Zhang Xin patted him on the shoulder, "This thing is not difficult to use, if you get busy in the future, you can help collect the money."

"Okay." Xiang Xi nodded, and then stared at the keyboard and screen a few more times.

Although Xiang Xi was very energetic, the injury on his leg hadn't healed completely, and he lay down for more than a week without moving much, and when he was about to get off work in the afternoon, he still felt sore in his leg.

Taking advantage of the lack of people in the store, he sat down beside the cashier.

After sitting for a few minutes, a pickup truck stopped at the door of the store, Yu Baoquan ran out, and threw a notebook in front of him as he passed him: "Xiang Xi, please memorize it."

"What?" Xiang Xi was dumbfounded when he saw it, and quickly stood up, "Remember, I'll move it."

"Aren't you hurting your leg? You can sit down." Yu Baoquan said, and then began to help unload the goods.

Xiang Xi couldn't say anything more, so he gritted his teeth and opened the book. While counting the things he moved in, he quickly glanced at what was written on the previous page.

Fortunately, the storage registration is not complicated, just name and quantity of time and goods, and then write a name.

Xiang Xi held the pen, turned it around several times before it fell on the paper, and wrote today's date stroke by stroke.

There are not many things today, coke, potato chips, mung bean cakes and shredded beef.

Xiang Xi stared at the box that was still at the door before he could move it in. He couldn't figure out how to write some words out of thin air, but he could recognize them after seeing them, so he wrote down everything he saw.

The potato chips were taken too quickly and he couldn't read them clearly, but the characters were the most complicated, so he couldn't write them out, so he ran to the shelf to find a tube of potato chips and copied them.

After all the things were moved, Qi Baoquan came over to check the numbers with him again, and there was nothing wrong, then Xiang Xi bowed his head and began to write his name seriously.

When writing in Western characters, his hands were sore, he straightened his body a little while writing, and glanced out the door.

A car was slowly pulling into the parking space in front of the store, Xiang Xi's hand trembled when he was writing horizontally, and he almost scratched out of the notebook.

He didn't need to look at the license plate to recognize that it was Cheng Boyan's car.

Xiang Xi quickly lowered his head, and after finishing writing the Western characters, he gave the notebook to Qi Baoquan, then glanced at the door, and was stunned, Cheng Boyan had already got out of the car and walked into the store.

He stood by the cashier in a daze, not knowing whether to say hello or pretend not to know him in this situation.

"Get off work soon?" Cheng Boyan walked up to him and asked.

"Ah," Xiang Xi replied, "Yes."

"Let's eat later, I'm free today," Cheng Boyan smiled, walked to the side shelf, picked up a carton of milk and put it on the cash register, "Are you taking money?"

There was no one at the cash register, Zhang Xin went to the bathroom, and Qi Baoquan just went to the warehouse behind.

"I'll take it." Xiang Xi hurried over and stood behind the cashier.

Scan the QR code, quote the money, and then accept the money handed over by Cheng Boyan. When giving him change, Xiang Xi suddenly felt a little proud.

When he handed the money and receipt to Cheng Boyan, he couldn't help but whispered, "How is it? Doesn't it sound like that?"

Cheng Boyan nodded with a smile: "That's what happened."

Xiang Xi laughed twice.

"I'll wait for you in the car." Cheng Boyan took the milk and walked out.

After getting off work, Xiang Xi changed his clothes, ran out and opened the car door, Cheng Boyan was sitting in the car drinking milk.

"Why did you come here? Didn't you say to call me?" He got into the car and asked a little bit happily but also a little uncomfortable.

"Aren't you going to work? I'm afraid it's not convenient for you to answer the phone," Cheng Boyan smiled. "I was too busy two days ago, on duty, and there were too many patients, so I didn't contact you."

"It's okay." Xiang Xi scratched his head with a smile, and took out his camera bag, "By the way, Song Yi gave me a camera, saying you asked him to take it?"

"Well, I borrowed it for you to use. His machine is quite advanced, so you should learn how to use it," Cheng Boyan said, "Just take a picture and get familiar with it first."

"I can't even understand the words on it, it's all letters, how do I learn that?" Xiang Xi frowned, "I just dared to write my name today."

"Is the clothes on?" Cheng Boyan asked.

"Well, I feel pretty good about myself." Xiang Xi snapped his fingers.

"Write it for me to see, I haven't read it yet," Cheng Boyan stretched out his hand in front of him, "How did you write it?"

Looking at Cheng Boyan's hand, Xiang Xi felt suddenly nervous. He took a long time to take out a pen from his bag, looked for a position for Cheng Boyan's hand for a long time, and finally grabbed his hand carefully.

The moment the skin touched, all the contact between him and Cheng Boyan that night came before his eyes. He hugged Cheng Boyan, and Cheng Boyan's hand pressed on his eyes, tapped on his tear mole, and hooked his lips...

The last scene made him dizzy for a while, and he quickly lowered his head to write on Cheng Boyan's palm.

It took a long time to finish writing the name, and he quickly let go of Cheng Boyan's hand.

"It's pretty well written." Cheng Boyan looked at it and said with a smile.

"That's right!" Xiang Xi immediately turned his head when he heard the praise, "I also think the writing is pretty good, much better than before, and I even added a frame for decoration..."

"Added a frame?" Cheng Boyan was stunned, "What kind of frame was added?"

"Just put a frame outside the name, it looks very handsome," Xiang Xi said, taking his hand and preparing to draw, "I'll show you..."

"Wait," Cheng Boyan pressed his hand, "A square frame?"

"Yes." Xiang Xi looked at him.

Cheng Boyan opened his mouth and said nothing for a long time, and finally turned off the car: "Go and take out your clothes."

"What's wrong?" Xiang Xi didn't understand.

"A box outside the name is..." Cheng Boyan cleared his throat, "It means a person who has passed away."

"... Fuck me?" Xiang Xi was stunned for a while and roared, "Fuck me!"

Without waiting for Cheng Boyan to speak again, he opened the car door, jumped out of the car, and rushed back to the shop.

Cheng Boyan was a little helpless, but also wanted to laugh, Xiang Xi took his clothes back to the car, grabbed the collar and held it up at him: "Is that so! Is that so!"

Cheng Boyan took a look and was happy: "Yes, what do you think?"

"I'm so old!" Xiang Xi stared at the name on his collar, "What the hell are we going to do!"

"I'll help you." Cheng Boyan returned and took the disinfectant on the car and pressed it on his face, "I'll let you taste if it's sweet or salty as long as you fuck it .”

Xiang Xi fell silent, squinting at the disinfectant that was still pressed on his face: "Is it lemon-flavored?"

Cheng Boyan glanced at him, put the bottle back, took his clothes, and touched the name with his hand: "It's still an oil-based pen..."

"Can I get rid of it?" Xiang Xi was quite depressed, "I...have no education, it's really tormenting."

"This washing is definitely not going to wash it off," Cheng Boyan rubbed his collar again, and clicked his tongue, "You haven't washed your clothes all this time, have you?"

"Hey!" Xiang Xi yelled, "Can you control your cleanliness a little bit! Are you talking about washing clothes now? What should I do with this word!"

"Hey, don't shout, I'll stay with you for a while and it's time for a hearing test." Cheng Boyan laughed for a long time, and folded his clothes behind him, "I'll definitely help you get rid of it."

"Can you really get rid of it?" Xiang Xi looked at him.

"Yes." Cheng Boyan nodded with a smile and started the car.

Xiang Xi leaned on the car seat without speaking, and suddenly felt very relieved.

Not because Cheng Boyan said he could get rid of the framed name, but because Cheng Boyan always had a calm smile when he was restless, big or small.