At six o'clock in the morning, the temperature was 23°C.
Xun Lang came back from his morning jog along Karon Beach. The weather was not too hot and he only sweated lightly. He was not in a hurry to clean up and went to the restaurant to have breakfast first.
Jun Pang, who has always stayed in bed, was here for the first time.
Xun Lang took the dinner plate and sat down opposite him. He glanced at his friend's face with kidney failure. He didn't say anything and just ate alone.
Jun Pang didn't get up early, but he didn't sleep at all. It was New Year's Eve, and Fu Xi couldn't get out of bed after a long night of tossing. He insisted on being lively, and insisted on showing up in front of Xun Lang and asking him coquettishly.
"Tang Yili said she would come yesterday, why hasn't she arrived yet? We will go back in a few days. If she comes one day late, you will have to stay alone in the empty room for the whole day. Brother, I can't bear it."
In fact, most of the time, Fatty Jun is inhumane to the opposite sex. He just hangs around in the room and doesn't really care about his brothers.
Xun Lang frowned without even moving and said, "I booked a flight and will go back in the afternoon."
"Ah?!" Jun Pang was surprised, "Isn't Tang Yili coming?"
Xun Lang chewed slowly, his cheeks rising and falling slowly.
At seven o'clock in the evening Milan time, which is also twelve o'clock in the morning Phuket time, Xun Lang called Tang Yili. Six hours have passed and she has not responded yet.
Of course Xun Lang will not fight again, but his vacation in Phuket is over for him.
"She probably won't come."
Jun Pang: "Did you have a fight?"
Xun Lang: "No."
They didn't even have a real phone call.
Xun Lang's appetite is two or three times that of other people of the same age. He usually waits for others to finish their meal, but today, he just drank a glass of ice water, ate an egg and fried rice, and then put down his spoon.
He watched Fatty Jun break open the omelette and dip it into the toast, eating it slowly and leisurely, as if he was enjoying himself.
This is the feeling of a real vacation.
Xun Lang said nothing, sitting there and looking at Jun Pang. No matter how good Jun Pang was mentally, he couldn't withstand that... murderous aura.
Yes, it's murderous.
Facing hundreds of millions of spectators and a field filled with strong players, Xun Lang's eyes would never be so sharp and sharp.
Xun Lang, the athlete, is a reserved person who can't stand up to others, but Xun Lang, the plutocratic prince, is not easy to mess with.
Having seen with his own eyes how Xun Lang dealt with Li Jiaoyang, Jun Pang certainly understood that Xun Lang's good temper was purely out of ordinary experience.
If you really commit Xun Lang's taboo, everyone will have to finish the fun.
The low pressure in Xunlang is very abnormal.
Jun Pang vaguely felt that the problem was with Tang Yili, but he also knew that it was useless to ask around, so he laughed a few words, ate quickly, and went upstairs to his room.
When Fu Xi heard the noise, he gradually woke up, hugged the snow-white sheets, sat up, and yawned.
"Are you out?"
Jun Pang kicked off his shoes, shamelessly stripped himself naked, and got into the bed.
"After breakfast, it's time to eat you."
The hands are not honest and the picking is not gentle.
Fu Xi raised her hand and hit him on the shoulder, "You're so annoying. I haven't eaten yet and you won't bring me any."
Jun Pang took away his hands, clasped them behind his head, lay down on his back, and said, "There is a buffet downstairs. You can go and eat as you like. Is it so difficult to go downstairs?"
"Or I can call room service for you and bring it to you."
Anyway, don’t bother Mr. Pang with packing the food. Don’t even think about it.
Fu Xi glanced at the eldest young master: "Tang Yili is indeed right, none of you are good."
Jun Pang sneered: "Tang Yili? She has that free time, just take care of herself, and she said bad things about me. She didn't even know how she died."
"What do you mean?" Fu Xi turned his head.
"Means nothing."
Fu Xi didn't believe it, "What you said clearly has content, just tell me."
She wrapped herself in a sheet and moved towards Jun Pang. Before she could sit firmly, Jun Pang stretched out her hand and fell onto his chest.
Jun Pang turned over and pinned the person underneath.
"Kiss me and tell you."
He smiled mischievously and said: "Tang Yili didn't come, and Xun Lang is going back again. There must be something going on here, and it was Tang Yili who provoked Xun Lang, so she'd better ask for her own blessings."
"That's it?" Fu Xi asked him, "Isn't it just letting the pigeons fly? Xun Lang loves Tang Yili so much. He will definitely not argue with Tang Yili. At most, he can coax her."
"You think everyone is just like you, the young master has a bad temper."
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Tang Yili was really angry at Qin Sheng.
She assured herself that her anger was definitely not a guilty conscience as Qin Sheng said, she just simply didn't like the anger of a strong suitor.
But how could she get rid of Qin Sheng's embrace in a foreign country, in a small alley where secret thoughts breed?
There seems to be no good way.
Although the hug lasted for one minute or ten, Tang Yili couldn't tell. She finally pushed him away and said.
"I can't walk anymore, I can't make any noise anymore, I want to go back to the hotel."
Qin Sheng looked at her quietly. This time, he didn't say anything shocking like "I'll hold you and leave."
He asked Tang Yili to wait where he was. He walked to the alley and hailed a car. In the quiet alley, he could vaguely hear Qin Sheng communicating with the driver in Italian. His pronunciation broke through the barrier of his lips and teeth, and his voice was low.
It burst out silently.
The tremor in the mouth, with its ambiguity, is a characteristic of Italian. Now it sounds particularly consistent with the elegance and clumsiness of the city and Qin Sheng's own voice.
He is as romantic as this city.
Tang Yili lowered his head, pursed his lips, and unconsciously picked at the light orange nail polish on his fingers.
That was the color she specially chose for her vacation. It was made only the day before yesterday, and now she has picked it out a bit.
The car rolled over the stone road and slowly stopped beside Tang Yili. Qin Sheng lowered the window and told her to get in the car.
"Let's take a taxi back to the hotel."
Tang Yili didn't ask what to do with your car. It was his territory anyway, so he would naturally have something to do.
She got into the car and sat in the back side by side with Qin Sheng.
On the way, Tang Yili didn't want to talk, but Qin Sheng was content.
When the street scene gradually became familiar, Tang Yili knew that he was about to arrive at the hotel, so he told him.
"I'm going to leave tomorrow, you don't have to send me off."
Qin Sheng: "I'm not planning to send you off."
Tang Yili pursed her lips. Just when she thought she was being sentimental, she heard Qin Sheng laugh.
"I'll go back to Bei City with you."
Tang Yili raised his eyes and said, "Shall I go back to Bei City with you?"
Qin Sheng: "Just now, when you were taking a nap in the hospital, I called your secretary and asked him to book a flight ticket for you. By the way, I asked him to book one for me too."
"I asked you to buy me a plane ticket. Is that no problem?"
While I was writing this chapter, an old song was playing on a loop in my head called
"Traveling Apart"
I want to listen to the male and female duet version.