After saving Meiqiang, I became popular all over the world

Qiao Zhihuan's goal is very clear: the island lighthouse.

He has seen it several times on the beach from a distance, and it was mentioned in the novel that sitting on the lighthouse can see the most beautiful scenery on the whole island. After going to the island, Qiao Zhihuan has always wanted to touch it to see it, but he has no choice but to keep a strict eye on it. He has been unsuccessful.

This time I finally have a chance to find out!

At one end of the island, a breakwater is built with black reefs, and at the end of the breakwater stands a snow-white lighthouse.

As a result, the four of them stood in front of the breakwater, blowing the cold wind, but couldn't get through.

It turned out that the embankment was too old, half of the breakwater collapsed in the middle, and the sea level was slightly higher in summer. The sunken part was completely submerged by sea water, and only the lighthouse at the end of the embankment was exposed.

I didn't expect to be close to the door, but I fell short here.

Qiao Zhihuan was a little disappointed: "...forget it, let's go back."

The profiteers have come all the time, so he really wants to go and have a look.

He handed Wei Lingsu the computer bag he was carrying with him, bent down to roll up his trouser legs, took off his shoes and socks, and went into the water to test it out: "...It's okay, the sea water doesn't flood much, there's no moss underneath, no Slip and fall, but the water is a bit cold. I'll go over and have a look."

Wei Lingsu answered, "Wait, I'll go too."

After finishing speaking, he walked behind the profiteer, and naturally climbed his hands on the profiteer's shoulders. The profiteer didn't say a word, just copied Wei Lingsu, and walked forward with Wei Lingsu on his back.

Qiao Zhihuan stood where she was, speechless by the shock of the two of them.

Before that, not to mention intimate physical contact, he had never even seen Wei Lingsu pat someone on the shoulder.

Why suddenly?

Moreover, the behavior of the profiteer was so natural that it even made people suspect that he had recited Wei Ling's complaint many times before.

As if aware of the strangeness behind him, the profiteer stopped and turned around to explain: "He doesn't like getting wet. If you don't want to come over, just wait for us where you are."

Before Qiao Zhihuan recovered, she let out a absent-minded oh.

The profiteer and Wei Lingsu went farther and farther, and it's not a problem to wait in place, so it's better to go up and have a look together.

After Qiao Zhihuan made up her mind, she also began to roll up her trousers.

Seeing this, Ye Cike stretched out his hand: "I can carry you on my back."

"No, no, no, there's no need for it." Qiao Zhihuan said while curling up, "I didn't tell you it's so expensive, you can just pour it over by yourself."

The corners of Ye Cike's lips were lowered, and the hand hanging in the air was shyly retracted.

This section of the road is not long, and it only takes a few minutes to cross it.

At the top of the lighthouse is a fully transparent lamp with a height of three or four people, which is shining with a cold white light. Under the lamp is a circle of viewing platforms.

The gate at the bottom of the lighthouse was unlocked, and a group of four walked up the spiral staircase to the top floor of the lighthouse.

As soon as the last iron door was unscrewed, the beautiful scenery was wrapped in a violent sea breeze.

The sea is wide and the sky is high, and the full moon hangs in the middle.

One after another bright blue breaking waves hit the shallows, like God tracing the coastline with a phosphorescent pen.

The phosphorescent blue light spreads all the way to the beach and reefs, just like the aurora falling on the shallows.

No wonder its beauty is described several times in the novel, and it is also called "God's blue tears".

Qiao Zhihuan took a step forward and supported the railing of the viewing platform: "It's so beautiful! It's worth it!"

He turned to ask, "But why are the waves here so bright blue?"

Wei Ling speculated: "Maybe it's a jellyfish or a glowing fish? Or something similar to a red tide? What do you think?"

He looked back at the profiteer, who smiled and said, "I wouldn't pay attention to these things. If I want to ask, I will ask Teacher Ye."

Ye Cike looked calm: "Sea firefly. This creature has light glands in its body, which will produce light when it is beaten by waves."

Just as he was talking, he suddenly noticed that Qiao Zhihuan was looking up at him, his eyes were bright, and he looked away shyly.

Qiao Zhi laughed and said, "Ms. Ye knows everything."

"...It's nothing." Ye Cike said, "I used to live by the sea, and I heard what the fishermen said."

"My home used to be on the mountainside facing the sea, and the sea cliff was right outside my door." Qiao Zhihuan looked at the sea, "But I never went down to play, and I didn't even look at the sea carefully."

The people present were actually very interested in Qiao Zhihuan's past, but he seldom took the initiative to talk about his own affairs, and everyone was a sense of proportion. Although they were curious, it was not easy to ask too many questions.

Now that he took the initiative to mention it, everyone fell silent and waited for his next post.

"...When I was young, I was locked up in the practice room and practiced hard. At that time, I even ran to eat. I didn't have time to sneak out to see the sea."

"Later, when I grew up, I started to go professional and had my own manager. The manager kept my schedule full. Most of the time I was touring everywhere, and I couldn't even go home. Occasionally when I came home, I couldn't go home. I'm exhausted, I just want to have a good rest. When I wake up from sleep, I have to go out and start working again, and I don't even have time to look at the sea."

"And then..." Qiao Zhihuan paused, then raised his head suddenly, as if looking at the boundless starry sky, but Ye Cike noticed that his eyes moved, as if thinking of something deeply touching.

Qiao Zhi smiled happily and continued: "Later, I couldn't continue dancing for some reason, and finally had a lot of time to stay at home, but I didn't have a manager, no relatives, and no one to visit me, but I I couldn’t even leave my house, and I didn’t have anyone to go to see the sea with. At that time, I realized that in the past, I didn’t work. I was famous and profitable, and I made a lot of money. It seemed that I had everything, but in fact I had nothing. "

Wei Lingsu patted the back of Qiao Zhihuan's hand comfortingly.

"...It sounds like I live by the beach, but that day, Mrs. Ye taught me to surf. In fact, it was the first time I really went to the beach to 'play'."

Ye Cike: "If you like it, in the future, I mean, after we get out of the program group, we can often go to the beach to play."

Qiao Zhihuan's eyes fell, and the corners of her lips curled up feebly, as if she wanted to smile, but she didn't in the end.

Originally, he planned to accompany Ye Cike to the end of the show and then go back, and the brokerage contract with Wei Lingsu was only signed for four months, so how can there be any "later"?

"Actually, I've wanted to ask for a long time." Wei Ling said, "Where... are you from?"

When Wei Lingsu met him, no matter whether it was the official system or the dark web, he couldn't find any information about Qiao Zhihuan. He seemed to have suddenly appeared in this world, bringing nothing but his own name.

Qiao Zhihuan's eyes fell on the surface of the sea, where the waves rose and receded, and the huge waves disappeared into the sea like foam: "A place far, far away."

He suddenly changed into a smiling face: "Okay, don't talk about me anymore. Today I am here to accompany the profiteer to pick up the wind. The profiteer, do you have any new inspiration?"

The profiteer didn't expect to turn to him suddenly, he was taken aback for no reason, and then Qiao Zhihuan said, "You have to find the resonance point between you and this song. For example, for me, the most encouraging sentence in the lyrics is 'Never What kind of savior does not depend on the gods and emperors; to create human happiness, it all depends on ourselves', in my opinion, this is the backbone of the whole song, encouraging everyone to stand up and fight."

"If it matches this theme, it can be adapted in an exciting direction. I don't know if you have heard "Iron Torrent March". The brass group used for the main melody instrument is very exciting, and the drums are also obvious. It is very good to adapt the dance. Even if you change to your folk music version, you can use big drums and chime bells..."

Qiao Zhihuan was still facing his demo, phrase by phrase, and he analyzed and revised the direction.

It's not that profiteers don't know how to do it, but they don't have a main idea, and the result is very chaotic. After Qiao Zhihuan's tweaking, he was enlightened: "It seems that it is really feasible! You are amazing! "

Qiao Zhi smiled happily: "I'm just talking about my own thoughts, the specific arrangement depends on you."

He hugged the computer and sat down against the wall of the lighthouse: "I'll try to change it in this direction. If you are sleepy or cold, you can go back first and don't have to accompany me."

The profiteer puts on the monitor earphones, and soon concentrates on his work and stops talking.

Wei Lingsu walked up to him and sat down, quietly accompanying him.Accompaniment was indeed boring, and not long after, Wei Lingsu fell asleep leaning against the wall of the lighthouse.The profiteer was distracted for a moment, took off his coat and put it on Wei Lingsu, and sat in the cold wind wearing only a single coat.

It was actually very cold on the lighthouse, especially after twelve o'clock, when the cool air came down, coupled with the strong wind, the young man couldn't bear the temperature.

Qiao Zhihuan shrunk his shoulders and leaned against the rough lighthouse wall. At first, he was still some distance away from Ye Cike. After a while, he unconsciously approached Ye Cike and touched his shoulder.

The warm body temperature came through the fabric, and Ye Cike felt his approach: "Is it cold?"

"A bit."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Cike had already taken off his uniform jacket and put it on his shoulders.

Ye Cike's jacket still had his residual warmth, and the moment he put it on, Qiao Zhihuan felt a lot more relaxed.But in this way, Ye Cike was only wearing a thin shirt. In this weather, he couldn't even wear a jacket, let alone a thin shirt.

Qiao Zhihuan returned the uniform jacket to him: "Put it on, I'm not particularly cold."

"You can wear it." Ye Cike said that he was fine, and also indicated that the profiteer beside him was also sitting in a single shirt, not cold at all.

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, the profiteer sneezed.

Qiao Zhihuan: "..."

Wei Lingsu was awakened by the profiteer's movement, and leaned towards him in a daze, and evened half of the uniform jacket on his body toward the profiteer, and quickly fell asleep again.

Qiao Zhihuan glanced at it, and felt that Wei Lingsu was going to stay with the profiteer all night, so he returned Ye Cike's coat: "Why don't you go back to the dormitory first. It's too cold here."

"I'm really okay. You put it on."

The two pushed back, Qiao Zhihuan suddenly paused, and suggested: "How about... let's close the cover like we told them."

Ye Cike looked down at him for several seconds: "Okay."

Ye Cike's uniform jacket is actually quite big. He is tall and tall, and the jacket is the largest size distributed on the show.Helplessly, Qiao Zhihuan was not too small, and a uniform coat was not enough to wrap two adult men.

At first, Ye Cike was worried that he was cold, so he only covered him with a small piece. Seeing him like this, Qiao Zhihuan pulled up his uniform jacket decisively, and wrapped Ye Cike in it.

Both of them are not small, their coats can only cover them roughly, and the cold wind is blowing from their backs. In order to keep warm, Qiao Zhihuan suggested to get closer, preferably not shoulder to shoulder, and the two adjusted their postures before barely covering Live [-]% to [-]%.

But in this way, the distance between the two of them became even closer, almost sitting face to face.

Qiao Zhihuan hid half of her face under the coat, and whispered the faint fragrance, "Ms. Ye...it smells so good."

Because of the close distance, his arm was pressed against Ye Cike's arm. After saying this, he obviously felt Ye Cike's body tighten.

"I'm not talking about you." Qiao Zhihuan was amused by him, "I'm talking about your coat, it smells so good."

He sniffed it carefully: "Rose. A very faint rose."

Ye Cike replied honestly: "It should be the smell of laundry detergent."

Qiao Zhihuan raised her eyes and smiled at him.

There was still a ray of light in the sky, Ye Cike said, the sunrise on the beach was early, maybe today they could watch the first sunrise together - if they were still around in the middle of the night.

He just mentioned it casually, but Qiao Zhihuan nodded seriously: "Okay. If I fall asleep, the sunrise will definitely call me."

It was very quiet on the lighthouse, profiteers were concentrating on composing music, Wei Lingsu was fast asleep, and Ye Cike was extraordinarily cautious.

Qiao Zhihuan listened to Huihai quietly, and suddenly became a little confused: "Mr. Ye, I now understand more and more what you said last time."

Seeing that Ye Cike was a little puzzled, he reminded: "'The most important thing is never the number'."

When they were preparing for the surfing competition, Ye Cike repeatedly emphasized this sentence with him.

In fact, Qiao Zhihuan didn't quite understand it at the time. In his previous life, everyone would be genuinely happy only when he won a ranking or some award. As a result, he lived for "results" for a long time. Sex is very strong.

If he does not get "results" in the end, he will even feel that all his efforts are in vain.

It was also when he was unable to dance and lost everything that he began to re-examine. Do the honors and results really represent everything?

Qiao Zhihuan: "I now feel that the result is very important, but there are many things in the world that are more precious than the result."

Just like now, they are sitting on the lighthouse and blowing the sea breeze, Qiao Zhihuan not only does not feel uncomfortable, but feels that such an experience is extremely valuable.

No one has ever blown the wind or seen the sea with him before, and no one has never said a word, just to see the first light with him.

Compared with the result, it is more important who you walk with, who you work hard with, and who you wait for the light.

Qiao Zhihuan suddenly called Ye Cike's full name in a low voice: "Ye Cike."

Few people called his name so solemnly, Ye Cike looked up at him.

Qiao Zhi huddled under his coat, the sea breeze made his eyelashes tremble slightly, he bent his eyes and smiled, with a single shallow dimple on his cheeks: "It's nice to meet you."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his eyes somewhat disappointedly, and sighed: "I...don't want to go back."

Ye Cike thought he was talking about returning to the recording base, and comforted him that the base was too depressing, so it's fine if he doesn't go back, and it's good to stay here and enjoy the sea breeze.

Qiao Zhihuan didn't explain, he tugged on Ye Cike's sleeve lightly: "Do you remember the night I invited you to go surfing together?"

That day, the deputy director of the party asked them to discuss the theme song MV. On the eve of their separation, Qiao Zhihuan seemed to have something to say, but the words suddenly turned into an invitation that didn't hurt or itch.

"Actually, that day, I wanted to say..."

Qiao Zhihuan pulled him closer to Ye Cike's ear, as if passing a secret: "'You were really handsome the day you came to save me'."

These words are like poisonous Gu medicine, in just one sentence, the poison has penetrated deep into the heart and bone marrow, and even his will was completely destroyed.

These words made Ye Cike no longer feel drowsy, and his heart throbbed, but the culprit didn't notice it, and soon fell asleep in the sea breeze.

Qiao Zhihuan stopped breathing evenly, curled up under Ye Cike's coat, the moonlight rested on the contours of his eyebrows and eyes, he looked fragile, soft, and full of mysteries all over his body.

He grabbed Ye Cike's coat with his fingertips, and his whole body was enveloped by Ye Cike's breath. Ye Cike lowered his eyes and stared for a long time, then suddenly leaned closer.

Breathing staggeredly, he paused less than a centimeter away from Qiao Zhihuan, as if he was experiencing some kind of battle between heaven and man. In the end, he closed his eyes, and tremblingly pressed a kiss on Qiao Zhihuan's forehead.

The moment the soft and cold touch fell, Qiao Zhihuan's eyes opened instantly.

After realizing what was happening, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and closed his eyes again before Ye Cike noticed something strange.

In the ear, Ye Cike's breathing was heavy, and the place where he kissed was even slightly numb like an electric shock. Qiao Zhihuan hid under his rose-scented coat, as if being tightly grasped by someone.

Afterwards, he heard Ye Cike say softly: "It is my luck to meet you."

"Little fairy."

The author has something to say: there will be more updates tomorrow, at 12:21 and [-]:[-]