lake garden moon

Bai Qing proposed to send Kang Zhier home, but Kang Zhier declined him.

Then, he hailed a taxi on the roadside of the studio.

It was past one o'clock in the afternoon.Kang Zhier didn't go home after getting in the car, so he asked the driver to take him to the airport.

Elvis told Kang Zhier last night that in addition to attending the hotel's high-level meeting this morning, he also arranged two overseas online meetings.The work schedule is relatively tight, and he will go directly to the airport after the meeting.

Kang Zhier sat in the back seat of the taxi, looked at the time displayed on the phone, and wondered if Elvis had ended the meeting at this time.

After thinking about it for a while, he put the phone away and decided to call Elvis again in half an hour.

The location of the studio and the airport are located at two ends of the city.Kang Zhier was a little anxious at first, but the driver's driving skills were quite skilled, and the road was smooth, so his anxiety was calmed down.

However, when entering the city center, something unexpected happened to Kang Zhier—it was raining.

Rainy days are the time when urban traffic is most congested.

Kang Zhier sat in the back seat of the taxi, looking at the gray rain clouds outside, feeling slightly agitated.

That's why he prefers the South.

When encountering a traffic jam, the driver's speed drops sharply, and the good old days of unimpeded driving are gone forever.Kang Zhier leaned on the back of the back seat, feeling the slow progress of the team with some helplessness.

In addition, what frustrates Kang Zhier even more is that they are stuck on a road with almost no signal.Kang Zhier's call has not been dialed, and the message always shows "failed to send".

At two o'clock, Kang Zhier was lucky enough to call Elvis once.

When the phone was picked up, the signal was cut off.

The two of you talked to each other, and they didn't finish a complete sentence with each other throughout the whole process, so they had to hang up the phone in the end.

Nearly three o'clock, the taxi was able to break free from the mud of the traffic jam.

Kang Zhier's mobile phone had a weak signal, so he called Elvis immediately.

However, when the call was made, it was already busy.

Kang Zhier opened the flight manager and saw that the current status of the flight showed "Boarding is over".

At this point, he sighed a little depressed.

In the next second, the screen of his mobile phone lit up, and it was a message sent to him by Elvis 5 minutes ago.

"Xiao Zhi, I'll board the plane first."

"I'll call you when I land."

Kang Zhier leaned his head against the car window in frustration, telling the driver to turn around and take him home.

Elvis's flight was not direct, and it would take nearly eight hours to connect.Kang Zhier estimated the time, he should call himself around eleven o'clock in the evening.

After arriving home, Kang Zhier used his mobile phone to set an alarm clock for himself, so as not to forget the time when the time came.

In the evening, Kang Zhier and his parents went out for a walk after dinner.I met Irene on the road, and he told her what happened today.

Irene expressed a strong desire to talk, but because Kang Zhongrong and Chen Nanxi were there, she had to temporarily suppress this desire.

An hour later, they returned home.

It was only nine o'clock when Kang Zhier came out of the bathroom after taking a shower.

It was still early, and Kang Zhier had nothing to do, so he sat down in front of the writing desk and began to draw with a tablet.

At the beginning, Kang Zhier didn't specify what he wanted to draw, but just copied some cartoon characters at will.

As he drew and painted, the thoughts in his heart gradually became clear.

"Face shape, normal length," Kang Zhier muttered to himself, drawing a blank outline on the drawing board, "and a bit oval face."

"The eyes are black," Kang Zhier carefully added eyes to the character, "not too big or too small, just right."

"Add eyelashes too." As he said, he added eyelashes on the top of the eyes.

After drawing the eyes, it's time for the nose.Kang Zhier grabbed the stylus and thought about the bridge of Elvis' nose seriously.Then, he had an inspiration, grabbed the pen, and drew a perfect stroke on the drawing board.

Kang Zhier looked at the perfect bridge of nose that he drew with satisfaction. After admiring it for a while, he turned his face away and silently looked at his bridge of nose in the mirror.

But after a while, he shook his head.

"Forget it, people are more angry than people," he muttered, "who can compare to Elvis."

He glanced at his phone before turning his attention away from the mirror.

It's ten fifteen.

Kang Zhier seemed to be inspired, his mood became clearer, and he became more energetic.

"It's up to the lips."

He leaned over the table, focused on holding the pen, and slowly traced a beautiful lip shape on the drawing board.

After finishing the painting, Kang Zhier straightened his neck and quietly admired the lips he had painted for "Elvis".

Looking at those beautiful lips, the expression on Kang Zhier's face suddenly became childish.

"This mouth is a bit bad," he tapped the screen with the tip of his pen, and "complained" in a low voice, "When I was young, I couldn't say good things, and I didn't like good words."

"Now I'm very good at talking," Kang Zhier said, stopped tapping the pen, and commented, "But sometimes I'm too good at talking."

After finishing speaking, he moved his eyes away from those lips, and when he cleaned up the table, he silently said:

"Kiss me too."

Once the facial features are drawn, the rest is relatively easy.Kang Zhier added hair and clothing accessories to "Elvis" one by one, and a unique "Elvis" was completely presented in front of him.

"When you see Elvis, give him this painting."

Kang Zhier stared at Elvis in the painting, and when his eyes wandered to the hands of the characters, some fragments of being in the hotel last night suddenly appeared in his mind - Elvis buried his face in his chest through his clothes. In his abdomen, two big hands stretched in from behind his back, stroking his skin.

The more Kang Zhier thought about it, the more open his mind became.When he came back to his senses, he touched his cheek and found that his face had turned red unconsciously.He immediately shivered, shook his head vigorously a few times, and shook out those memories that he had or didn't have.

Afterwards, he calmed down a little and re-examined his paintings.

Kang Zhier not only painted Elvis, but also added river scenery and night as the background.His idea was - in this way, from a visual point of view, Elvis seemed to be standing by the river enjoying the night.

Kang Zhier propped up his arms, propped up one side of his face, staring at the dark blue night in the painting, and suddenly remembered an event that happened a long time ago.

He was 12 and Elvis was 16.

Their family's new department store opened, and the family friends of the Kang family all brought their children to attend their opening ceremony.At that time, Grandpa Lake was old and didn't like to travel far, and it was rare for him to bring Elvis here.

In the square that night, many wonderful celebrations were held.

Kang Zhier liked one of the light shows very much, and stood by and watched it again and again.

When the light show started, there were a lot of people watching the show.At that time, Kang Zhier was still very thin, like a ball of jellybean, he was squeezed by the people around him, and someone behind him helped him.

After Kang Zhier stood still, he touched a hand in the confusion.For some reason, he didn't turn around at that time, but intuitively felt that the hand was familiar to him, and then he grasped it all at once.

After the hand was held by him, it took a short while before it slowly returned to hold him.

Kang Zhier's fingers were lightly wrapped by the warm palm, and a hidden and subtle thing sprouted in his body, as if someone was casting magic.

Afterwards, Kang Zhier maintained such an action and watched three light shows in succession with fascination.

At the end of the last light show, even the youngest audience lost their enthusiasm.When Kang Zhier came back to his senses, he realized that the people around him had almost left.

Kang Zhier was also about to go back, turned around slowly, and unexpectedly saw Elvis standing behind him.

At that time, Elvis was already very tall, but Kang Zhier's development was not obvious yet.So, from his vantage point, Elvis was looking down on him from above.

"You held me all night." Elvis told him, his expression didn't seem to reveal any obvious impatience, just a little helpless.

When Kang Zhier heard this, he quickly let go of his hand, took two steps back in embarrassment, and apologized to Elvis: "Yes, I'm sorry."

Two boys who didn't get along held hands, and Kang Zhier was not the only one who was embarrassed.Elvis was also embarrassed, and Kang Zhier clearly felt this - it was because of embarrassment that Elvis didn't open his mouth to remind him.

Guess Elvis was waiting to see when he let go and walked away.Unexpectedly, he actually held Elvis' hand the whole time and watched the whole light show.

Thinking of this, Kang Zhi immediately blushed.He turned around, heard the beating of his temple, and walked forward bravely, just wanting to escape from this embarrassing scene immediately.

He didn't know where the road he was going led to, he just lowered his head and kept striding forward.After walking for about a few minutes, Elvis' voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Kang Zhier." Elvis raised his voice and called him.

Kang Zhier stopped, turned around, and looked at Elvis in astonishment.

Why did Elvis follow here?

Elvis stood two or three meters away, his stern youthful face was blurred by the night.After staring at Kang Zhier silently for a while, he probably lost his patience and was afraid of hurting Kang Zhier, so he told him in a not too bad tone: "Wrong way."

After speaking, he turned around and walked in the other direction without making a sound.

Behind him, Kang Zhier couldn't express the embarrassment in his heart, he just wanted to find a place to dig up the soil and bury himself in it.

After being tortured by this embarrassment, he immediately followed, becoming Elvis' little tail in the night.

He really didn't remember the way back.

When returning to the adult, Irene spotted him immediately.

She walked up to Kang Zhier, and cared to touch his cheek with the back of her hand.

"Xiao Zhi, do you have a fever?" Irene lowered her head, stared at him and said, "Your face is so red."

Kang Zhier shook his head, walked to the chair and sat down without saying a word.

On the way back, Kang Zhier told Irene about this.

At that time, his mood had changed from embarrassment to anger.

"Your emotions fluctuate too much," Irene sat next to him, casually playing with the rabbit puppet in her hand, "you blushed for a while and got angry for a while."

"Are you mad at Elvis for taking your hand?" Erin asked him, "or are you mad at you for taking his hand?"

Kang Zhier pressed his face against the car window without saying a word, his lips were tightly closed.

He didn't answer, Irene played with the two long ears of the rabbit, and sighed: "I really don't understand you, and you don't like to compare on weekdays, why do you care about Elvis so much?"

"Jingle bell bell..."

The sudden mobile phone alarm clock interrupted Kang Zhier's memories.

He came back to his senses, turned off the alarm clock, and glanced at the time, it was exactly eleven o'clock.

Kang Zhier hugged the tablet, and moved to the bed with the phone.

"It's eleven o'clock, so call me soon."

He sat on the bed, opened the library on the tablet, browsed aimlessly, and glanced at the phone from time to time.

About 5 minutes later, his cell phone rang.

Kang Zhier threw down the tablet, turned over happily, picked up the phone and looked, but it was a call from Irene.

Kang Zhier's anticipation was gone, he stared at the caller ID in puzzlement, and muttered: "Irene, why are you calling me at night?"

After all, he pressed the answer button and put the phone to his ear.

"what is the matter?"

"Xiao Zhi," on the other end of the phone, Irene asked him in a flustered voice, "Have you read the news?"

"News," Kang Zhier saw her flustered for the first time, sat up from the bed silently, and asked her, "What news?"

After he finished answering, there was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.Afterwards, Irene spoke, she lowered her voice, her tone sounded less flustered than at the beginning, and confirmed with Kang Zhier word by word, very cautiously: "Xiao Zhi, Elvis's flight is XU3263 ?"

The sudden change in her tone surprised Kang Zhier. He grabbed the phone and answered Irene with some doubts: "Yes."

As soon as the voice fell, Irene on the other end of the phone fell silent again.

Irene's performance made Kang Zhier feel uneasy, he tentatively asked Irene: "Did something happen?"

"Xiao Zhi."

When Irene spoke again, her voice sounded calm, as if she had jumped out of that flustered mood and turned into Irene who was staring at Kang Zhier.

"Elvis, something happened to the plane he was on," Erin told him.