Juliet Tower

The top of his head was hot from the sun, and when Qiao Yumian touched it, his fingers shrank unconsciously, slid down, and hid in the slightly fluffy rabbit tail.

If the people in those old houses and coffee shops by the sea didn't have good eyesight at this moment, they would definitely mistakenly think that it was a boy and a girl kissing in the water.

"...Little Qiao..." An Jiayu let go of his lips, arched his back slightly, and looked a bit embarrassed sitting in the water, "...in broad daylight, I can't help but molest you if I kiss you again."

Qiao Yumian also felt that the momentum was not right, so she quickly put some distance away from him, squatted on the ground and twisted her trousers.

They covered their faces with sweaters on the beach, and lay side by side for 10 minutes like dried fish, 10 minutes from the front and 10 minutes from the back.The clothes and pants were quickly dried by the scorching sun near noon, but they were only stained with a faint smell of sea water.

"Are you hungry? Go buy something to eat, and go to the library after eating?"

"Okay." An Jiayu narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance, and tied the sleeve of the sweater around his neck as a scarf, "It seems to be the only one."

The storefront is narrow, with a few small square tables crowded together, and the menu is only four or five lines long, written on an old blackboard with colored chalk.

The first line is today's special offer, special fried noodles with cuttlefish ink.

"Then let's take this." As soon as he finished speaking, there were a few cold ding-dong sounds above his head, and the sea breeze dragged him back to summer in an instant.

They looked up at the same time, and a translucent milky white glass wind chime hung high above the window, in the shape of an upside-down lily of the valley, with a piece of paper with a short sentence tied to its hanging tail.

"Sister, where can you sell this wind chime?" An Jiayu opened her mouth and called the middle-aged woman "Sister", "This one is too sweet!"

"Oh, my daughter brought it back from a trip to Japan. If you like it, I'll get you one!" The proprietress was obviously pleased, she turned around and rummaged through the pile of sundries for a long time, and took out two small boxes, "Here, Each of you is one."

"Thank you. But there's no need..." Qiao Yumian is not used to taking other people's things for nothing.

An Jiayu glanced at him, and only pushed back a box, "Thank you sister, we live in a dormitory."

"Then, let me give you a drink! Do you want coffee or coconut water?"

One serving of signature squid ink fried noodles with a glass of coconut water with coconut meat, they sat on the terrace under the parasol, overlooking the only building on the beach in the distance.

The unpainted black-gray concrete wall has a hole design on the top for natural light, which is boxy.

Qiao Yumian couldn't say why she came here, but she was moved when she saw the floor-to-ceiling glass facing the vast ocean in the photo.

The library in the afternoon was quiet and comfortable, but he was a little miscalculated.The seating arrangement in the whole space is very loose, the floor-to-ceiling window is a sought-after position, and there are no more vacancies.

"Sit somewhere else first. Maybe someone will leave later." An Jiayu whispered to him, "The second floor is not bad either."

They quietly went upstairs, opened the adjacent seats at the round table, and looked at the sea outside the window.

The sound of the waves and the sound of flipping and writing sang together, making him unconsciously make a movement of digging out the belly of the table.

An Jiayu suddenly took out his notebook from his bag, quickly wrote something and pushed it to him.

—There is a student at the next table.

Qiao Yumian glanced inadvertently, and saw the four characters "Haixi No. [-] Middle School" written on the back of the white sportswear on the back of the chair.

A high school student indeed, so what?He looked at An Jiayu suspiciously.

The man bowed his head and continued writing:

——Come to the seaside to study by yourself.Their high school campus seems to be nearby, I just saw it on the bus stop sign.

Maybe it's because of his withdrawn temperament, or maybe he just wants to be alone.

Qiao Yumian secretly looked at that extremely handsome boy, he was the type who could look good in rough chemical fiber sportswear.He noticed a pair of unusually bulky black headphones on the man's desk, on the cover of a bright red problem book.

Before he could see which subject it was, the chair next to him made a slight sound, and An Jiayu actually walked over with his notebook.

The boy didn't look up until An Jiayu sat down across from him and handed him a note.

I don't know if it's because of An Jiayu's face, the other party didn't show any offended expression, the note passed between the two of them several times smoothly, An Jiayu came back with a test paper and handed it to Qiao Yumian.

He looked down, and saw a line of regular script printed on the front of the volume: a summary of the questions in plane analytic geometry.

"I see that you really want to do the problems. It's a coincidence. He is a senior high school student, but he is a liberal arts student, so I asked him to borrow math problems for you to enjoy."

It's that interesting.He looked at the upper right, and there were three extremely beautiful pen characters in the name column: Ruan Youqing

Even though he is still very unfamiliar, he somehow feels that he lives up to his name.

He spread out the paper, tore a piece of paper and put it in front of An Jiayu, confiscated his mobile phone which was swiping high, and pointed to the paper: "Liberal arts students, let's do it together."

"..." The other party hesitated to speak, but Qiao Yumian could see the four big words "cocoon and self-binding" from his expression.

Although he was reluctant, An Jiayu could easily concentrate, so he just lowered his head and began to write.

Qiao Yumian briefly browsed the content. The liberal arts paper is not too difficult, and the teacher's questions are conservative and focus on the basics. Unlike the science test paper, there will be an over-the-top question, which is intended to hit your self-confidence.

They only brought one pen, so Qiao Yumian stared at An Jiayu's pen tip to watch him do the questions, and only opened the phone notepad to explain the correct answers in detail when he found obvious pauses or mistakes, and passed the complete set of questions to An Jiayu.

The light falling from the hole in the ceiling gradually turned from white to beige. When some people left, they got up and wanted to move to the position next to the floor-to-ceiling glass.Before leaving, An Jiayu returned the exercise paper to the boy named Ruan Youqing, who showed no expression, just glanced at him and nodded before returning to his head.

The view in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass is wide, and the waves beat up regularly. Qiao Yumian turned on VOA silently, gave An Jiayu a headset, and began to dictate English news on the memo.When the other party saw this, he didn't ask any more questions, and accompanied him to dictate, typing until his hands were sore.

As the evening approached, Qiao Yumian opened the recommended delicacies saved in his mobile phone, and took him to a nearby roadside stall to eat seafood. At this time, it was not time to eat, and there was only a table of young people who were drinking, and shrimps, crabs and shells were piled up in front of everyone. hill.

Unfamiliar with the place where he was born, Qiao Yumian didn't dare to eat drunken shrimp and pickled raw meat. He conservatively followed the store's recommendation and ordered a slightly spicy stir-fried clam, two charcoal-grilled squid with sauce on iron skewers, and Half a catty of steamed Pipi shrimp.

"You must eat this in autumn. If you don't eat it, you will be visiting Haixi for nothing. The two boys should have two draft beers, right?" The stall is not too big, and the owner is also the chef and waiter.

"What is draft beer?" An Jiayu lay down in front of the drink cabinet and looked at the bottles and cans inside, "No?"

The uncle pointed to the silver cylindrical beer barrel next to him: "It's there. We locals don't like to drink beer in bottles and cans, but only drink this puree. The shelf life is very short, and they are all sold out on the day they leave the factory. You will know the difference once you drink it, it is sweet and refreshing, and you can also taste the aroma of wheat. We can not eat watermelon in summer, but we must drink puree, understand! "

With his description like this, let alone An Jiayu, even Qiao Yumian was aroused: "Then... just a cup."

"Okay, take the cup yourself." The uncle pointed to the table full of cups on one side. The transparent draft beer glass has a honeycomb shape on the surface and looks very thick.

Just as he was talking, a nearby resident came to drink.A plastic bag with the words "Original Beer" printed on it was attached to the tap of the barrel, and it didn't take long for the two bags to be filled, with snow-white and rich foam floating on the surface of the amber-gold liquor.

Qiao Yumian lined up behind him and took a full glass. The beer was still at a low temperature, and the outer wall formed a layer of slippery water vapor due to the temperature difference. The tension of the foam made them slightly higher than the mouth of the glass and they were tightly condensed together, with a bulging edge. It looks gentle and cute, and has nothing to do with stimulating words like alcohol.

"Hey, don't keep looking, try it!" An Jiayu sat across from the small table and reached out to snatch it, "Or give it to me."

He gently slapped that hand away, took a gulp, and then swallowed slowly.

Refreshing is really refreshing, but he doesn't know how to taste wine, he just thinks it tastes refreshing than the beer in his impression.

"How is it?" An Jiayu was so anxious to swallow, his eyes stared at him and got angry.

Qiao Yumian pushed the cup over to let him taste it.

The man picked up the glass and looked up to drink it. He swallowed a few gulps and watched the wine fall down a lot.

"Ha... so cool!" An Jiayu smacked her lips, "It really smells like wheat!"

"You know how to drink..." Qiao Yumian was a little surprised.

"Well, I have been going to concerts with my mother since I was a child, and there are often drinking parties after the end. Especially those abroad, foreigners are addicted to alcohol. But I don't drink well, and I talk a lot when I drink too much... Later, I feel ashamed. I don't drink much."

The author says:

Have you ever drank the puree just shipped from the winery?The plastic bag kind.