Dressed as the queen of the sea, I became popular through sand sculptures

It's very windy tonight.

Fu Xihe carried Josh on his back to the top of the mountain, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

Hearing his shortness of breath, Josh said in embarrassment, "I'll carry you when I go down the mountain?"

Fu Xihe glanced at him, "Then roll down the mountain?"

Josh: "..."

He's not that bad either.

The top of the mountain is a large platform, and there is a path next to it, which can lead to some scenic spots.

There are several small shops around the platform, which are now closed.

It was a little hot when I first walked up, but gradually, the wind made Josh a little cold.

Josh shrank his face into his collar, "What time is it?"

Fu Xihe glanced at the time: "There are still 10 minutes."

Josh jumped on the spot and said with a smile, "Do you usually come out like this to spend New Year's Eve with people?"

Fu Xihe: "No, but on New Year's Eve my mother will have a whim and want to go out to play."

Josh: "Every year I cross two years, but every year is no fun."

In the past New Year's Day, Josh was attending the New Year's Eve party, and when he got off work, the New Year's Eve was over.

When he returned home, it was also empty, only him.

On New Year's Eve, Josh turned on all the lights, turned on the TV very loudly, and watched the Spring Festival Gala silently while holding the New Year's goods he bought.

Chinese New Year has been a long time, and there is no expectation.

New Years seems to be just the time to have a week off.

As Josh spoke, he stopped talking.

Seeing that he was maintaining a smile, but his eyes were aimlessly fixed on a point in the void, Fu Xihe couldn't help but reached out and rubbed his hair.

Looking at Josh's puzzled eyes, Fu Xihe lightly tapped his head again.

He didn't seem to see that Josh was unhappy.

"Come out as soon as you want, you don't need to pick a time." Fu Xihe looked at the lights in the distance, as if he just said it casually.

Josh touched his head, stared blankly for a few seconds, and said in a daze, "Can you go to work?"

Fu Xihe choked, "I go to work, but you don't?"

Josh: "Sometimes people want to skip work."

Fu Xihe: "..."

For a long while, Fu Xihe didn't speak.

Josh didn't care either, he just said something.

The fireworks suddenly lifted into the sky, and with a "pop", the stream of light overflowed and was extremely gorgeous.

Mixed in the fireworks, there was an inaudible sentence that was like an illusion.

--it is good.

Josh paused in mid-air when he wanted to grab his hand.

He turned his head to look at the man who was concentrating on watching the fireworks, and an impulse surged in his heart.

Josh tugged at his sleeve lightly, "Come to a loving hug among friends."

Fu Xihe turned his head and looked at him quietly.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Josh searched his brains for an excuse: "I just... I heard that hugging under fireworks is a custom in a certain place. In the second year, you can be healthy, make money, and win the lottery."

Lottery, ticket, win, award.

Fu Xihe: "..."

Josh: "..."

Grass.

Stepped on mine.

Which pot does not open which pot.

Josh: "I, that..."

He wanted to say something else, but a cold breath approached and hugged him tenderly.

"Snapped--"

The fireworks in the night sky were brilliant, as if someone had thrown a handful into Josh's head, making his scalp numb.

Fu Xihe hugged him lightly, as if it was really just a polite hug.

Josh hesitated and hugged him back.

Josh's nostrils are full of the smell of Fu Xihe.

Very light, very light men's perfume smell, like the first melting snow, is a familiar breath.

Fu Xihe's hands were resting on Josh's waist, and Josh was trembling even while breathing.

Josh resisted the urge to rub against him, and froze motionless. The opposite of his body was his overactive heart, so active that it tap-dancing in his chest.

It’s over.

Josh was half happy, half depressed thinking: He wants this man, but this man only wants him to work.

Fu Xihe was not much better either.

Josh didn't know what brand of shampoo he used. It had a fruity scent, which reminded him inexplicably of the box of mochi that Josh gave him. There was a fruity smell in it, which smelled very similar.

Fu Xihe was absent-minded for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, his hands were already around his waist.

Originally, he just wanted to hug him, but after hugging him, he didn't want to let go at all.

Want to keep people around.

Want to make him happy.

Want to give him everything.

Fu Xihe looked at the fireworks in the sky, suddenly enlightened.

He is willing to go out at night just to watch the fireworks, because he wants to see him.

He would hear that when he was at the police station, he would drive all the way there, wanting to help him and see him.

He has never interfered in other people's work, but he couldn't help but open the back door. He wanted to keep people under his nose.

It turned out that he liked him.

A voice sounded in his mind: "He has someone he likes."

It was his own voice, relentlessly telling him the truth.

Fu Xihe closed his eyes, his heart full of irritability.

Yes, Josh has someone he likes.

Even this hug is just a hug between friends, and what kind of custom is there...

The two had their own thoughts, and didn't pay attention to how long they hugged each other.

They didn't let go until the last firework fell and the sky became silent.

Being held by someone warmed my body a lot.

When Josh left, he was still a little bit reluctant.

Fu Xihe was still immersed in the thoughts just now, and said to him: "Want to buy a lottery ticket?"

Josh: "?"

Fu Xihe: "Let's go."

Josh: "??"

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, buy a fart lottery ticket!

The way down the mountain is easy to walk.

Josh’s hot face gradually cooled down.

On the way down the mountain, they each had their own concerns, and they didn't talk much, but they were not embarrassed.

When he sat in the car, Fu Xihe didn't drive the car out in a hurry. He held the steering wheel and said, "It's three days on New Year's Day. I originally wanted to take you to the hot spring villa."

Josh looked at him in surprise.

Fu Xihe: "But He Zhi said that your work is very heavy."

Josh: "...grass."

Heaven fell to hell.

Fu Xihe glanced at him.

Josh: "...just pretend you didn't hear me say foul language."

Fu Xihe smiled: "Next time."

Josh nodded: "Okay, on call."

Fu Xihe: "Then you, treat me to dinner."

Josh blinked: "Now?"

"Now." Fu Xihe started the car and stepped on the accelerator, "You still owe me a meal."

Josh's disappointment was swept away, "Okay, you can pick whatever you want."

Fu Xihe looked at Josh who was happy again, and groaned in his heart.

So what if there are people you like.

As long as he is still single, he has the opportunity to compete fairly with him.

It is said to be random, but at this point, there are really not many stores.

Finally, Josh took him to eat skewers.

Josh originally thought that he didn't like to eat this kind of roadside stalls, but he didn't expect Fu Xihe to adapt well.

"What are you looking at?" Fu Xihe was holding a bunch of rice cakes and was about to eat when he saw him looking at him without blinking.

"I thought you wouldn't eat."

"When I was studying, I also ate with my classmates."

Josh was quite surprised, "It turns out that some classmates are willing to have dinner with you."

Fu Xihe: "...What do you mean?"

Josh hurried to remedy: "They are not afraid, is there no girl sitting next to you asking for contact information?"

Fu Xihe: "..."

Flatterer.

Fu Xihe was silent for a moment: "You think I look like..."

Josh: "Looks good, I've never seen such a good-looking person, the god descended from the earth, the light of the world... Huh."

It was as if he was boasting about himself.

Fu Xihe squeezed the bamboo stick slightly harder, and said calmly, "Do you think... who..."

He frowned.

Fu Xihe had never asked such a question before, and Fu Xihe was a little bit at a loss.

Josh was very polite, handed over a bunch of roasted beef gluten, and smiled like a dog: "No, except for myself, you are the most handsome person I have ever seen."

Fu Xihe gave a satisfied "hmm".

But then he couldn't be happier.

That being the case, what is the person Josh likes like?

Fu Xihe hesitated again and again, but still didn't ask.

He doesn't want to be stimulated.

After eating, Fu Xihe sent Josh back to Yinba.

Josh thought absently, as if he should test whether Fu Xihe is straight or curved.

Seeing him lost in thought, Fu Xihe thought he hadn't had enough fun, so he said, "I'll take you to play when you have winter vacation."

Josh said happily: “Okay.”

He keenly noticed that the big cat had changed a bit.

Originally, it was just lying there waiting for someone to touch it, but now it will take the initiative to stretch out the flesh pad.

Either way, it's cute.

Josh touched the cat ornament and said lightly, "Bye bye, big cat."

Fu Xihe: "..."

That subtle feeling came again.

He Zhi left the door for him, and Josh returned to the musical instrument room.

Josh thought about the hug at night, but didn't get into it immediately.

After writing a few messy melodies, Josh gave up and found a bunch of pictures to send to Fu Xihe.

Joe: Brother Xu, you choose the best-looking one.

After Fu Xihe returned home, he saw the message from Josh.

He sent a lot of photos, both male and female, with a wide variety of types.

There is Yujie, and there are delicate and graceful little beauties.

The facial features of men also have their own advantages and disadvantages, some are cute and milky, some are rebellious, and some are even unshaven.

If you have something to say quickly: ?

Joe: [Poor] Pick one, brother.

Fu Xihe rubbed his phone, thought twice, and sent a photo.

Josh opened it, and his face slowly turned red.

What Fu Xihe posted was a selfie he posted in Moments.

Josh said with emotion: "You are pretty good at it."

……

Josh has been busy for a long time.

It took him a week to send two songs to Dugu Qiangqiang.

One theme song, another interlude.

He gave Dugu the strongest two versions of the episode, one version has lyrics, and the other version only has human voice singing.

Dugu Qiang thought it over and over again, and used the singing version.

Dugu Qiangqiang called him that day: "Not bad."

Josh was reviewing in the dormitory at the time. Hearing this, he breathed a sigh of relief, turned his pen and said, "It's just good? Nothing else?"

Dugu Qiang became angry from embarrassment: "Get lost!"

The pile of rainbow farts he blew to Joy almost became his psychological shadow.

The thought of being seen by Josh made him feel extremely heartbroken.

Josh teased, but didn't make further progress, "Thank you Teacher Dugu for giving me the opportunity."

Dugu Qiang said, "That's up to you to handle."

Before hanging up the phone, Dugu Qiang said tentatively, "Over there, Joy, are you still posting songs?"

Josh said: "I sent it, but I have to review recently and record the Spring Festival Gala of the local station. I don't have much time."

Dugu is the strongest: "Do you want to be popular?"

Josh laughed: "Just kidding, no artist doesn't want to be popular."

Dugu is the strongest: "Okay."

Josh still doesn't know what Dugu is the strongest at the moment.

But one afternoon, when Josh was eating noodles at a noodle shop outside the school, a familiar melody rang suddenly on the proprietress' cell phone, followed by a rough male voice singing affectionately and selflessly.

Josh choked on a mouthful of noodles: "???"

Gu Yi just sent a message: Josh, are you rich?Bought so many promotions?

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-01-0722:26:50~2021-01-0821:06:58期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Yunling love to learn; 8 bottles of glass; 2 bottles of Chiyi; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!