desensitization therapy

The date of going to Linyu Island was set on June 6st, the day before Fang Zhilian's birthday, and also the day before the results of the college entrance examination were announced.

According to Zhu Wen's words, the date was arranged just right. If you do well in the exam, you can have fun after checking your results, and it's time to celebrate your vacation;

As soon as Zhu Wen finished speaking, Yuli slapped her stomach hard with her elbow, squatted down to hold the handle of the car with distorted features: "You are so poisonous..."

"Hahaha," Yulipi smiled without laughing, and pinched the back of his hand again, "Are you still talking?"

"Stop talking..."

Amidst the uproar, Fang Zhilian unconsciously hooked Song Feijue's finger under the cover of the air-conditioning blanket.

Interlocking fingers is a relaxed and imperceptible intimacy.Song Feijue gently bent his fingers and scratched Fang Zhilian's fingertips, as if to scratch his heart, Fang Zhilian tried to withdraw his hand with burning ears, but was firmly grasped.

"Don't move," Song Feijue held his wrist and leaned towards the back chair, with a smile in his eyes, "I'm motion sick."

Fang Zhilian didn't dare to move when he heard it. He straightened his back conscientiously and let Song Feijue hold it all the way until his wrists became numb.

Glancing at Song Feijue again, he found that the person who claimed to be motion sick had fallen asleep peacefully.

It took about two and a half hours to take the bus from Linchuan to Linyu Island. They took the bus at 08:30 in the morning, and it was not yet noon when they arrived at Linyu Island.

The stinging sun was basking in the sun, and a few people who were really motion sick vomited as soon as they got off the bus.So Xu Kang waved his hand and consciously assumed the role of a tour guide: "Everyone go back to the hotel and take a rest, and gather on the first floor of the hotel at four o'clock in the afternoon."

"I think Mr. Xu is really good at putting on a show." Zhu Wen was behind, not sure whether to praise him or scold him, "I'm going to be a leader in the future."

Tao Jiaqi persuaded him sincerely: "Keep your voice down."

I have to say that Zhu Wen, who doesn't know how to put on a show, has not been arranged well by Xu Kang. Fang Zhilian couldn't help covering his nose as soon as he entered the hotel.

The smell of dust mites mixed with mothballs, the creaking and dilapidated wooden floors when you step on it, and the dusty window frames all show that this hotel is useless except for being cheap and saving money.

Fortunately, the high school students who came out to play didn't care too much about the accommodation, they got their room cards one by one and went upstairs.

Most of the hotel rooms are double rooms. After Zhu Wen sent out the room card, he finally found that there were only two rooms left. Seeing that Fang Zhilian was still dawdling at the door, he yelled at him: "Fang Zhilian, the three of us can squeeze into one room." No? Let’s play poker together in the middle of the night!”

Fang Zhilian took a slow beat, and looked up at Song Feijue in a daze, only to realize who the family members Zhu Wen said were referring to.Even though Song Feijue could indeed be called a "family member" in the group outing of Class [-], he still couldn't help but think wrongly, and his face turned red.

During the hesitation, Song Feijue had already answered on his behalf.

"No," Song Feijue was still smiling, "I'm in a room with Fang Zhilian, he has a cleanliness habit."

"Oh." Zhu Wen replied in a daze.

He tossed the key card to Song Feijue, muttering "I like to be clean too", and went upstairs shaking his head.

Fang Zhilian turned his head and met Song Feijue's gaze a little dullly: "Why didn't I know that I have a cleanliness?"

"Really," Song Feijue looked innocent, "Maybe I remembered wrongly."

Perhaps it was because of the sleep he had just had, Song Feijue changed from being tired on the bus.They put their luggage upstairs and went downstairs to the nearby beach for a turn.

Fang Zhilian also bought two bracelets, one with white coral and the other with red coral.There are many small vendors on the beach selling such souvenirs, but he insisted that these two are the roundest and most beautiful, and he found a treasure.

"Do you want the red one or the white one?" Fang Zhilian lay on the bed and held up two corals to look at them, and said softly to himself, "Where are the tokens of love?"

"Isn't the token of love a paper rose?" Song Feijue just heard it.

Fang Zhilian blinked: "Two or three are not too many."

He pulled up the trouser legs of the light blue jeans a little, revealing the jade anklet tied on the ankle, and shook it as if showing off: "Why don't I give you the red one? I have a red string, and my grandma said it was easy to rush Tai Sui, tying a red string can relieve disasters and seek peace."

It was obviously a feudal superstition, but Fang Zhilian said it very seriously with his face up, his eyelashes fluttered like a butterfly's wings fluttering into a person's heart.

"Looks good," Song Feijue was never stingy with compliments, he said, "It suits you very well."

"It looks good on you." Fang Zhilian gestured to sit up, and put the red coral bracelet on Song Feijue.

Song Feijue smiled, he tightened his arms, and lowered his eyes into Fang Zhilian's sight.

Half an arm's distance away, Fang Zhilian was trapped in the shackles, neither turned his face away nor looked directly at it.

Such an atmosphere should be completely ambiguous, but he waited anxiously for a few seconds, but he couldn't wait for a kiss to fall.

"Sleep for a while." He heard Song Feijue say.The voice was very soft, like the melting ice in spring turning into a gurgling stream, flowing over the place where Fang Zhilian's heart beat, but he didn't feel flustered or scared.

Because he knew that Song Feijue would not let him be the one who drowned.

An increasingly sticky drowsiness hit, Fang Zhilian rubbed his face against the back of Song Feijue's hand, then kissed his palm, and fell asleep with his hand on his head.

This sleep was very peaceful, and there was no dream.When Fang Zhilian woke up again, the room was full of loneliness and darkness. He stood up in a daze, and had the illusion of falling into an illusion in a trance.

Dense raindrops hit the windows, heavy and sharp.Occasionally, the room would be illuminated like lightning soaked in water, accompanied by a dull thunderclap.

Song Feijue stood by the window, his thin and straight back almost blended with the falling rain curtain.Seemingly hearing the sound of Fang Zhilian getting up, Song Feijue turned his eyes away and looked at him in a blink of an eye.

"Why is it raining?" Fang Zhilian was still a little confused, without slippers, he slowly got out of bed and walked to Song Feijue's side, "It was obviously sunny just now."

"Showers, it will stop after a while."

"what."

Fang Zhilian rubbed his sleepy eyes, suddenly felt something was wrong, raised his wrist and found the red coral bracelet on it.

He reacted a bit slowly: "You tied it on me?"

Song Feijue's lips curled up slightly, but he didn't answer.

Fang Zhilian knew that this was the default meaning, he shook the red string in his hand, and unexpectedly thought it was pretty good: "I'll put it on for you too."

"Yes." Song Feijue said.

The white coral bracelet was placed on the bedside table, and the black string was a loose buckle. Fang Zhilian didn't know how to fasten the loose buckle, so after a long time, it was only tied into a loose bow.

He heard Song Feijue laugh softly.

"Don't laugh," Fang Zhilian was not discouraged, hooked his fingers, and untied the heavy tie again, "Otherwise I'll tie you a tight knot and tie you up."

"Okay." Song Feijue looked at him with those smiling eyes, and replied sincerely.

Fang Zhilian's hands stopped, and he raised his head to meet Song Feijue's gaze: "Really?"

"real."

Despite the rain, the room was still damp and stuffy.Fang Zhilian's exposed skin was sticky and hot, and a corner of his heart seemed to collapse.

He raised his face and kissed Song Feijue's lips lightly.

Song Feijue's lips are always cold, even in summer.Fang Zhilian's fingers lingered on the skin of his wrist, but even if it was a thousand piles of snow, Fang Zhilian was determined to warm him up.

The boys I like are ice cream flavored.Fang Zhilian randomly pecked and kissed Song Feijue's lips, thinking in his heart that he was very cold but also very sweet.

This kiss begins with tenderness, but it never ends with tenderness.

Song Feijue tapped Fang Zhilian's other wrist vigorously, tracing the line of his lips with the tip of his tongue, stirring in his mouth, intimate from inside to outside.

Fang Zhilian felt dizzy, his whole body was unbelievably soft, there was no space between his lips and teeth, he could only breathe the oxygen from Song Feijue's throat.

In a daze of confusion, he tied the white coral bracelet on Song Feijue's wrist, and tied one knot after another.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Someone..." Fang Zhilian said vaguely.

There were two more knocks on the door, accompanied by Xu Kang's suddenly raised volume: "Who lives in this house? We're assembled!"

In the evening, we set up a BBQ on the beach and ate BBQ. It had just rained heavily, and the feeling of sticky sand on our feet was really not good.

But Zhu Wen said that you must go to the beach to have a barbecue once in your lifetime, otherwise it will not count as a visit.

Not many people in a group can make this kind of original ecological grill.A plate of chicken wings was burnt black on both sides. I had no choice but to ask the store to help me bake them.

Zhu Wen yelled: "Damn it, it's all burnt!"

Qin Yue, the math class representative, wished he could slap his baking pan on his face: "Don't say the word "fuzzy" before the results are announced!"

"Superstition!" Zhu Wen made a grimace, accidentally stepped on the foot of the person behind, and was chased by a group of people all over the beach eager to fight.

Sitting on the small plastic bench, Fang Zhilian saw that Zhu Wen was being chased so funny, he couldn't help but smirk twice, and pulled the wound on his lip.

Just now Xu Kang was yelling outside, Fang Zhilian wanted to push Song Feijue away anxiously, but Song Feijue bit his lip directly.

Fang Zhilian immediately stopped in pain and sucked in the tip of his tongue, but Song Feijue asked, "Do you like it?"

A drop of blood gushed out from the cut wound on his lip, Fang Zhilian stared at Song Feijue's eyes foolishly, as if he had been poured into ecstasy potion, he paused, and actually nodded.

It's over, Song Feijue may not have the potential of S, but he may really have the potential of M.Fang Zhilian suddenly felt a little wary.

Song Feijue seemed to be smiling, he pinched Fang Zhilian's cheeks, leaned closer again, and gently licked off the drop of blood for him.

Zhu Wen was beaten up by the group, and crawled back to tell You Li to eat chicken wings, but You Li ignored him and gave Tao Jiaqi a bunch.

Fang Zhilian was soft-hearted, and passed the prawns in his hand to Zhu Wen, who couldn't keep his mouth shut even if he wanted to eat, and his eyes were still sharp: "Why are your lips broken?"

As soon as Zhu Wen said the words, several people sitting in a circle stared at Fang Zhilian's lips.

Fang Zhilian suddenly regretted the bunch of prawns he gave away, so he might as well eat it himself.

Song Feijue was also looking at Fang Zhilian from the sidelines, with a faint smile on his lips, showing no intention of helping him out.

"Just now, the barbecue stick, no, I accidentally poked my mouth." Fang Zhilian replied stumblingly.

"Oh," Zhu Wen nodded without suspicion, "Then I'll eat carefully, thank you brother."

Thank you for your size, Fang Zhilian angrily took a bite of the scallop.

He turned his head to look at Song Feijue, who stayed out of the way, and leaned closer on purpose, with a sticky tone, pretending to be a bit coquettish: "You are so fierce."

If Zhu Wen heard him say that, he would get goose bumps all over his body.

But Song Feijue just looked at him and smiled, raising his eyebrows slightly: "Don't you like it?"

Fang Zhilian shrank back in disgrace, it was over, she seemed to really like it.

As soon as he raised his head, he met Tao Jiaqi's gaze again. Tao Jiaqi's expression was indescribable, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

Guiltyly avoiding Tao Jiaqi's sight, Fang Zhilian picked up the skewer and began to eat barbecue obediently.

"Wait a minute." Yuli said suddenly.

She stared at the red coral bracelets on Fang Zhilian and Song Feijue's wrists, and asked suspiciously, "Did you just buy the bracelet?"

As expected of You Li, she and Zhu Wen have sharp eyes, they are a perfect match.Fang Zhilian stood in awe while his scalp was numb.

"That's right..." Fang Zhilian said abruptly, "I just bought it because it looks good."

His face remained unchanged, but secretly he hooked Song Feijue's finger and shook it vigorously, begging him to say something to save the situation.

"Really..." Yuli frowned.

Tao Jiaqi couldn't stand it anymore, her eyes wandered between Fang Zhilian and Song Feijue for a moment, and she was about to change the subject, only to see Youli suddenly open the phone page.

"You're paying for it," You Li said with a tone of hatred, "Taobao is 60 yuan a piece with free shipping!"

The sunset is approaching, and the setting sun is like a broken poached egg, which blends with the golden-rimmed sea level.

When the light hit the skin, there was a slight burning sensation. Fang Zhilian moved his fingers, and his knuckles stuck to the cold outer wall of the coke can, which was stained with water droplets.

There are tens of thousands of sunsets in life.But as the calendar turns page after page, and the seasons change again and again, how many times can people sitting together now watch together.

Zhu Wen faced the sea that was streaming down from the afterglow, and suddenly stood up.

"Yuli!" He pressed his hands together into a trumpet shape, but his eyes wandered around guiltily, except he dared not look at the person whose name was called.

Some booed, some laughed.

You Li stared at Zhu Wen's back in a daze. The expression on her face was indescribable to Fang Zhilian. Wrong?Or sad, sad.

But what follows is not a confession.

Zhu Wen's back was tense, and he shouted to the sea not far away: "I will definitely go to Pingyi!"

Fang Zhilian knew what the second half of his sentence was.

--with you.

You Li's eyes were shining, she pursed her lips, and it was rare for her to watch Zhu Wen's back so quietly.

Fang Zhilian didn't know where the courage came from, he stood up, like Zhu Wen, facing the sea.

"We will!" he promised loudly.

The hot monsoon swallowed that extra word.

Zhu Wen turned his head and glanced at him, with the same comprehension in his eyes, and a little doubt.

What must be?

But this time Fang Zhilian didn't answer Zhu Wen, nor did he make a wish to the sea.

Fang Zhilian turned his face away, and the wind blew past his ears, bringing up a little bit of hair on his forehead.

He turned his head and made a devout wish to Song Feijue who was standing behind him with mouth movements that only they knew each other.

"We are sure, there will be countless sunrises and sunsets."

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