"Sister Meng, when will you take me to play? Ran'er really wants to go to big brother's school to play."
"Ran'er, you have to ask your big brother about this. You can ask him to take us to play." "Sister Meng, how long will we stay with our aunt? Will Brother Ran be cruel to us when we go back?"
The little girl's questions were very simple. She asked whatever came to her mind. Most of them were about playing. The winner's two questions were squandered by Gong Ran'er.
"Ran'er is good." Qian Mo remembered that Gong Yanmeng took Gong Ran'er from Li Qi's arms and gently stroked the little girl's hair: "Gong Ran doesn't dare to be cruel to Ran'er, we are not afraid of him."
We won’t stay here too long, we will go back when we are tired.”
Go back when you are tired. He said it very lightly, but when he finished speaking, Qian Mo clearly saw Gong Yanmeng's beautiful eyes glancing at him. What does it mean to be tired? Physically tired? Or mentally tired!
Qian Mo had a very strange feeling towards Gong Yanmeng. He always felt that he owed her a debt, so he didn't want to break off the engagement, but he didn't understand where the debt lay. Just because the woman regarded him as the hero in her dream?
Qian Mo can’t tell.
Three days have passed since the last time I talked to Wang Jingyi about the promotional video. This morning, he called Qian Mo to tell him that the filming had been carried out. During the call, he repeatedly said that the filming went smoothly. The relevant departments in Hong Kong City were extremely cooperative, which is rare.
Even Wang Jingyi, a journalist, found it strange
Qian Mo left the house early. This time, Qian Mo was not alone, but together with Gong Yanmeng, who was holding Gong Ran'er's hand. The two girls had been in Hong Kong for a few days. Qian Mo, the host, naturally wanted to show off that there were no places of interest.
, Gong Yanmeng, two people from Kyoto, have seen a lot of high-rise buildings. The only thing that might interest Gong Yanmeng and the little guy is something that is not available in Kyoto but is available in Hong Kong City. The sea
Driving through the hustle and bustle of the city, at the edge of the city, there is a port city near the sea. There are no industrially developed tall robots working, nor is there the bustle of the seaside tourist city. The sea in the port city is quiet and peaceful in the morning.
On the bend of the dam, a Maybach parked next to it, facing the first touch of fish-white that had just appeared in the sky. It was a bit white. Although this Maybach was not the most expensive car in the port city, it was the only one.
Qianmo's car
\\"Qian Mo, the air has a salty sea smell, it's such a strange smell."
At the edge of the fence, Gong Yanmeng held his chin with both hands, watching the breeze blowing up the ripples on the sea. This was the first time Gong Yanmeng had been in close contact with the sea. It felt very broad, different from looking down from a tall building.
A city, a kind of spaciousness that can make the heart peaceful
Next to Gong Yanmeng was Qian Mo with his back leaning against the fence. The man was holding Yunyan, a specialty of Hong Kong City, in his mouth. Although Qian Mo also got up early in the past, training and going for a ride were completely different concepts. Qian Mo was a little hypoglycemic.
He needs to smoke to cheer up
Without turning around to look at the beautiful sea under the white sunfish, Qian Mo looked at Gong Ran'er, whom he was holding with his left hand. This little guy had been clinging to her since he got off the car and kept letting him hold her.
Mo could only compromise and hold her hand.
"Although I have been back to Hong Kong City for nearly a year, this is my first time coming to the beach, and this smell is like this in Hong Kong City."
Driving by can only be regarded as passing by, and not stopping can not be regarded as visiting many things. It is not as simple as just visiting here. It needs to be appreciated carefully to be regarded as a visit. As for Qianmo, I have not been to the seaside since returning to Hong Kong City.
"Look, the sky is getting brighter and brighter, so beautiful." The woman looked at the increasingly clear sky, and the smile on her face spread wider: "Tell me, if you could see such a beautiful scene every day, would you be happy every day?
?”
Some naive questions and some naive thoughts should not have appeared to Gong Yanmeng, but this is what she thought at this time.
“You will get tired of watching it for a long time”
Qian Mo didn't look at Gong Yanmeng's beautiful face, but looked at Gong Ran'er holding her calloused left hand and squatting on the edge looking at the sea outside the fence. The little girl's big eyes were wide open, but she was obviously not happy.
I like this peaceful and beautiful scene so much that little Ran'er can't appreciate it yet
"If you come with me every day... you won't get tired of it." The sea breeze blew a few strands of hair into Gong Yanmeng's eyes. She didn't stretch out her hands to sort them out, but just smiled quietly. If Qian Mo accompanied her to see the sea every day... she would...
happy
Qian Mo was silent. He took out his left hand from Gong Ran'er's little palm and removed a thin thread blown by the sea breeze from the little girl's hair, and then gently exhaled the smoke. He could not answer Gong Yanmeng's question.
Gong Yanmeng had no dissatisfaction or surprise with the silence of the man beside her. She knew that the man would cover up his promises that he could not give by being silent. But Gong Yanmeng didn't know if he knew that sometimes rejection was also a kind of rejection to others.
Promise of
"Big brother, please don't touch Ran'er's hair." Gong Ran'er shook her little head and stared at Qian Mo with her little mouth pouting: "Big brother, it's not fun at all for you to bring us here. Ran'er ignores you.
"
The child's angry words made Qian Mo raise the corner of his mouth slightly, but his left hand was still attached to the little guy's head. This Gong Ran'er is indeed very cute, and sometimes it can make her feel a lot happier.
"Then where do you want to go?" Qian Mo asked with a smile: "I haven't been to many places and played in many places, so you may be disappointed."
There are many beautiful parks in Hong Kong City, many seasonal theme parks that suit the occasion, and many places similar to Disneyland. Unfortunately, Qianmo has never been there.
"Ran'er wants to see bears and giant pandas, and Ran'er wants to see sloths." Gong Ran'er shook her head hard, but she couldn't get rid of the palm of this nasty big brother, and the little guy's eyes suddenly widened.
Bigger: "Sister Meng, elder brother messed up Ran'er's hair and bullied Ran'er."
Qian Mo was dumbfounded after hearing this. He just thought the little guy was interesting for a moment, so he let it go. He didn't expect that she would be angry. But thinking about it, Li Qi and Gong Yanmeng also kept stroking the little guy's hair.
She was angry. It seemed that there was a difference in treatment.
After Qian Mo's hand was taken away, Gong Ran'er glared at him and walked around Qian Mo to talk to her sister Meng, like a child who had been greatly wronged looking for an older sister to comfort him.
Wearing the hem of Gong Yanmeng's T-shirt, she pursed her lips and almost shed tears. She looked very pitiful.
"Haha, Ran'er has never liked boys touching her hair since she was a child." Gong Yanmeng turned around and picked up the aggrieved Gong Ran'er, but it seemed a little laborious. Her health was not very good: "At home.
At that time, Gong Ran only dared to hurt her, but did not dare to touch her."
Once upon a time, perhaps Gong Yan also thought Gong Ran'er was very cute, so he caressed the little guy. Who knew that the little guy burst into tears at that time? Gong Yanmeng seemed to have seen her for the first time at that time.
My brother looks embarrassed
Shrugging, Gong Ran'er didn't expect that Gong Ran'er had such a strange side. He could hold her hand, touch her face, but couldn't touch her hair. This should be because Gong Ran'er was in the orphanage or even longer ago.
Qian Mo thought about what kind of stimulation he had received, but he immediately dispersed these thoughts. This was not something he should dwell on and consider.
"I'm sorry." Qian Mo apologized for his actions just now. The person he apologized to was a very cute little girl.
Gong Ran'er, who was lying in Gong Yanmeng's arms, still pouted. She looked at Sister Meng who seemed to be asking for her opinion. After the latter nodded, Gong Ran'er pouted and said: "This time
Just forgive me, big brother, and don’t bully Ran’er in the future.”
Qian Mo smiled bitterly, now he was bullying her, making himself look like a weird uncle with bad habits, but he still nodded, children have inexplicable rights
While he was talking, the sun on the edge of the cape rose a little higher, and the originally fish-white sky had a red reflection. It seemed to be crystal clear on Gong Yanmeng's innocent face, which was so white that it was so red that it was enough to make her jealous.
other girls
"Wow! Don't move, that's the angle! Perfect! A perfect work from God!"
Gong Yanmeng touched Gong Ran'er's pink cheeks with a smile on her face. She didn't realize that someone was already approaching. Although Qian Mo saw it, what she saw was a decadent man with black stubble on his face, so he just looked at it.
The words he just said were exactly what this decadent man said. Hanging on the visitor's chest is a SLR camera. Although Qianmo doesn't understand cameras, judging from the appearance and workmanship, the value of this camera is definitely not low.
Perfect work, very exaggerated wording! There is no perfection in the world, but there are no other words to describe the decadent man with black stubble on his face. In the eyes of the photographer, there is no absolute ugliness, but there is absolute beauty.
Under the elegant dim red light, a beautiful girl quietly smiled and doted on the cute little girl in her arms. Next to them, a man with a resolute profile was leaning on the fence, with a faint smoke rising from the cigarette in his hand. This picture revealed
It is warm and heart-poundingly quiet!
"Oh my God, I really stepped on shit today. There was such a scene. You two, can I take a picture for you?" I saw the only man among the three people looking over with a cold look.
The decadent man asked quickly and handed over his business card: "I am a wandering photographer. This is my business card. I really don't mean any harm. It's just that you standing together is so... so... so beautiful."
I think such a beautiful and touching picture should be shown in front of everyone!"
Qian Mo felt that the somewhat incoherent description was a bit exaggerated. The three of them were just standing around casually and had nothing to do with beauty. However, when he saw that the expression of this decadent man did not seem to be fake, he accepted the name handed over by the other party.
I took a quick look and saw that the business card was handwritten, very sloppy and strong, signed with a photo of the room?
"Fang Ying?" Qian Mo raised his eyebrows and put the postcard into his trouser pocket: "I didn't expect to see you here. I have read many of your works and they are not bad."
The decadent man was stunned. Does this young man know him? Although his name is somewhat famous in the industry, his works are not appreciated in major competitions, let alone promoted.
"I've seen some photos you took in the Middle East. They're pretty good."
Qian Mo stepped on the clouds and smoke, stretched out his right hand, and took the initiative to shake hands with the photographer! Gong Yanmeng looked at Qian Mo's actions with confusion. In the information she saw, Qian Mo rarely or even never took the initiative to shake hands with a photographer.
The stranger stretched out his hand, Fang Ying? She had never heard of this name.
"My name is Qian Mo. You took a photo of me three years ago. Unfortunately, I can't find the photo. I wonder if you still have the negatives?"