"Is it here?" Li Kageng put his hand lightly on Li Henan's left forehead bone.

"I guess, I can't remember."

Gradually lowered his hands, stroked the temples, the pinnae, the side of the neck... This time Li Henan didn't dodge.

Like a warm ritual before going to bed, the two gradually embraced each other.

however.

"Huh?" Li Jiageng felt that something was wrong, he immediately backed away, and looked at Li Henan in horror: "Isn't it you? The old house is still on fire and can't be extinguished?!"

"Cough, don't worry about it." Li Henan pulled his shirt uncomfortably.

"Are you sure?" Under the gaze, the outline became more obvious.

"Then do you want to help me?" Li Henan lowered his voice dangerously.

"No! I'm afraid, I'm afraid!" Li Jiageng replied while getting under the quilt at lightning speed, with only half of his head exposed.

"..." Li Henan decided to go to the bathroom alone to calm down.

………………

In the third week of Firework Vision, Li Jiageng’s work began to get on the right track. The chief designer who led him was a nice person. Li Jiageng called her Sister Ling, and her well-maintained face could not tell the specific age, but her son will participate in the competition next year. The college entrance examination is over, and she herself is in the most important stage of climbing the peak of her career, and it is also a stage of vigorous maternal love for young, well-behaved and well-grown children like Li Jiageng.

The case I took over this time is to do VI design for a newly launched popcorn. This popcorn is only sold in theaters and entertainment venues. It has a variety of flavors and is expensive. It comes in a hexagonal colorful box. A limited-edition small toy. The toy is co-branded with a recently popular mobile game. It is currently in the testing stage. It is only sold in a few star-rated theaters, but the response is good. The popcorn company decided to expand the scope of sales, and what to do next It is the corresponding publicity and packaging design.

In the past two weeks, Li Jiageng followed Sister Ling and several other assistants to all the movie theaters, KTVs, and children's theme parks in the city. Every day, there were no weekends. After two consecutive weeks, Li Jiageng felt that his legs and brains were not his own. As soon as I close my eyes, I can see the colorful carousel and the screams of children in my mind. This is how this industry is. When there is no case, I just dawdle, and when the case comes, I have to serve it wholeheartedly. Weekends?what is that?

Although tired, Li Jiageng did not complain, he liked this feeling.

What type of clothing does the salesperson wear that goes best with Popcorn's style?Is it a Japanese-style maid outfit or a future hero?What is the appropriate size for the small toys that come with the package?How can we prevent customers from identifying which random toy is inside the popcorn based on the feel and weight of the popcorn?Are there more adults or children who like popcorn?

When he was a child, Li Jiageng had a hobby that he couldn’t tell. When he was about eight or nine years old, he liked to play with dolls. Instead of destroying them, he liked to dress them up, make clothes for them with sock lace, and make small mirrors for them with candy paper. , Xiaotouhua, cut the cardboard boxes and painted them as a house. He has a secret box, which contains these things. He only takes it out when no one is at home, opens it, and puts the dolls and doll utensils one by one. , Braiding and combing their hair, I feel very happy, as if I have satisfied a small part of myself in my heart.

Later, the pile of things was discovered by my father, and he put everything in an iron basin and set it on fire in front of him. His dolls, the little skirts he sewed by himself, and the little furniture all emitted light when they were licked by the flames. With the unpleasant burnt smell, Li Jiageng felt that a part of himself was deformed, melted, and evaporated in this fire.

He used to be the pride of his parents. He skipped two grades in elementary school and learned everything faster than other children. But since then, he can feel that his parents' eyes on him have changed. His mother is always cautious, and his father no longer hugs him. There is hope that the self who was burned with the doll still seems to be alive in the eyes of the parents.

Even though the current job is busy and tiring, it makes Li Jiageng happy. Every time he takes over a case, he treats it like a new doll, trying his best to dress it up and make everything around it match. In this job, he seems to be I found my former self again.

But not seeing each other for two consecutive weeks is very fatal for young couples in the passionate love period.

Fortunately, in this day and age, there are telephone, WeChat, voice, video... Except for the real touch, any means of communication can temporarily comfort the missing.

It was only nine o'clock in the evening, and Li Kah Kee was already very tired, but today was the earliest day when he came home in the past two weeks, so he couldn't wait to send a video invitation to Li Henan as soon as he entered the door.

The other party should be waiting for him, and soon there will be an image on the screen.

Li Henan was typing on his laptop, and his mobile phone was standing behind the computer, just putting him and the flip cover of the laptop into the center of the camera, Li Jiageng greedily stared at the person on the screen, and casually asked: "What are you doing?"

"I'm replying to emails." Li Henan replied while typing.

"Video with me is still working." Li Jiageng was a little dissatisfied.

Li Henan's good-tempered explanation: "It will be ready soon. Every Thursday is the time to reply to emails. I have accumulated a lot this week."

Li Jiageng came to the bedroom with his mobile phone. He had already washed up briefly and changed into comfortable home clothes. It was a Japanese-style yukata, and the sky blue background was embroidered with golden swimming fish, colored balls and gold leaf. Ordered from the Neon website, but the domestic climate, especially inland cities like this, is hot as soon as it is said, and spring is as short as a meteor. When the last winter jasmine falls, this kind of three-quarter sleeves, overlapping Collar, upper and lower two-piece things become out of fashion.

But Li Henan never looked at himself.

Li Jiageng put a huge pillow behind his head, and pulled the neckline to the sides. Li Henan should have just taken a shower, his hair was half wet, and it was pulled back to expose his forehead. On the contrary, he seemed to have specially styled it. He usually has a different taste, and when he was working, his eyes became sharper and his expression became more focused. Li Jiageng looked a little distracted.

Every time Li Henan replied to an email, he glanced at Li Jiageng and gave him a comforting smile, but he still didn't notice the very charming pajamas and exposed chest on his body.

It has been 10 minutes, and Li Jiageng began to feel bored. At first, he thought it would be good to just watch his lovers work like this, like a quiet guardian, but the regular typing sound was very hypnotic. When he yawned for the third time, The whole person started to slip down.

"Ouch!" He woke up with a start, and sat up straight again.

Li Henan was taken aback by him, and called out distressedly: "If you're tired, just lie down for a while, I'll be fine soon."

Li Jiageng said firmly: "No, I will be seen from the perspective of death."

Li Henann was puzzled: "What?"

Li Jiageng explained to him: "When you lie on your back, you will see a double chin, and the outline will become less tight. It is the legendary perspective of death."

Li Henan laughed when he heard that.

Li Jiageng felt bad: "What are you laughing at?"

Li Henan put away his former expression and lowered his voice: "At that time, it was not all from the perspective of death, and I didn't see you insisting on standing..."

"what!"

Blind student, you have discovered Huadian.

"Is it... ugly?"

Li Henan looked at him, and replied firmly: "It's not ugly, once it's not ugly, it's very... charming." There was still a hint of aftertaste in his voice.

"...Damn." Li Kageng's earlobes slowly turned red, and then he stretched his hand down where the camera couldn't see it.

Li Henan didn't realize what kind of effect he had just said. In order to prevent his lover from getting bored, he said slowly while typing: "Think about it in ancient times, when I wrote a letter to you, it would take more than a month for you You can only receive it, and you will have to wait for more than a month to receive a reply. That is difficult."

"Well...then what will you write for me?" Li Kageng asked softly.

Li Henan thought for a while, and chanted: "Genggeng, my love, I miss you for a day, and I miss you like crazy. The long street is long, Qiangweifang, when we meet again, lightly untie the ivory bed."

When Li Henan was in school, he must always be ordered to recite poems. These few half-baked sentences were recited by him with a particularly full of charm.

Li Jiageng swallowed his saliva, he didn't want to waste his brain now, because the blood was supplied to other places, he bit his lower lip, and asked, "What do you mean?"

Li Henan stared at the computer screen, and smiled embarrassedly: "Dear Jiageng, I haven't seen you for a day, I miss you very much, and want... to put you on the bed immediately when we meet."

"..."

Li Jiageng closed his eyes, and his hands quickened their movements.

Li Henan finally noticed something was wrong: "What are you doing?"

Li Jiageng blew a kiss to him with blurred eyes, and then turned off the phone screen.

"Damn." Li Henan finally couldn't write any more emails.

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