It was just dawn, and the first ray of sunlight shone through the windows into the room.

Feeling the light, Qiao Xi opened his eyes, tilted his head and looked out the window.

The train hadn't arrived at the station yet, and in the dim light, Qiao Xi could clearly see the scene outside.

At this time, the train was passing through an invisible wheat field. The track was erected on the wheat field, and the yellow wheat field fell to both sides because of the fast-moving train.

"The Wind Blows the Wheat Waves" This song suddenly flashed in Qiao Xi's mind.

Qiao Xi pursed her lips and smiled lightly, just as she raised her hand, she bumped into something.

I groped under the quilt for a while, and touched something familiar, with edges and corners, square and square.

I took it up and saw that it was indeed his sketchbook. After being pressed all night, the corners of the sketchbook were slightly curled up.

Fortunately, the paper was relatively hard and undamaged, Qiao Xi touched it distressedly.

The sketchbook was exactly what he had painstakingly created last night.

After Shen Xiucheng left last night, Qiao Xi kept thinking about the unfinished painting, so he simply got up and continued painting.

This painting was painted until the early hours of the morning.

Blinking her sore eyes, she lightly brushed the sketchbook with her fingers.

Looking at the people and scenery in the painting, Qiao Xi couldn't help laughing silently.

I don't know if it's because the sunset is so beautiful or what, but just looking at it like this makes me want to laugh, and feel a little sweet for no reason.

The speed of the train was slowly decreasing, Qiao Xi looked at the time, it was 5:30 in the morning.

The arrival time was six o'clock, afraid of getting off the bus in a hurry, Qiao Xi simply didn't go back to sleep and got up to wash up.

He carefully pushed open the hatch of the capsule cabin, not wanting to wake up the people on the other side.

As a result, as soon as the door was opened, there was a warm orange light outside. The man was wearing an English-style suit and was sitting upright at the desk.

Hearing the sound of the hatch opening, the man turned to look back.

Shen Xiucheng wore rimless glasses and his hair was neatly brushed. He didn't look like he was out on a trip, but more like an elite negotiating business cooperation.

Seeing Qiao Xi, Shen Xiucheng hooked his lips: "Why did you wake up so early?"

He thought the kid would sleep in.

Qiao Xi rubbed his eyes, and said hello to him: "I was awakened by the sunshine."

Shen Xiucheng understood: "Did you not draw the curtains last night?"

Qiao Xi Nana, he was too involved in painting yesterday, and the moon was very beautiful, so he didn't draw it, and fell asleep after painting.

But he couldn't say anything, so he could only nod his head.

Shen Xiucheng: "Well, it's okay, I will help you next time."

Qiao Xi licked his lower lip, wanting to refuse, not to bother others so much, but what he said was: "Okay!"

As if he didn't expect him to agree so simply, Shen Xiucheng was also stunned for a rare moment.

Immediately, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Then go and wash up, I've called you breakfast."

Qiao Xi nodded, bit her lower lip, remembering that Shen Xiucheng refused to let her bite, so she quickly let go.

"Then I'm going!" Holding the toiletries, he trot into the bathroom.

Until the door was closed, Qiao Xi leaned against the door, panting, her heart was so fast that it almost flew out.

Sure enough, Shen Xiucheng, who was wearing a suit, was extremely charming, and it could be said that he was a disaster for the country and the people.

After finally steadying her heartbeat, Qiao Xi washed up.

After washing up and going out, Qiao Xi smelled a faint smell of food.

Because he was not used to European food, Qiao Xi didn't eat much last night, and now he smelled the smell and his stomach growled.

He sniffed it vigorously, a little strangely: "Why does it smell a bit like Xiaolongbao?"

Seeing his childish actions, Shen Xiucheng covered his eyes and laughed silently.

So cute, no wonder he hasn't been able to withstand this wave of attacks for thirty years alone...

"It's Xiaolongbao." Shen Xiucheng opened the lunch box in front of him, "There are Chinese meals in this car."

Hearing this, Qiao Xi's eyes lit up, he couldn't wait to drop the things in his hand and moved over.

Sure enough, the breakfast in front of Shen Xiucheng was very rich.Xiaolongbao, shrimp dumplings, noodles, and even fried rice!

Qiao Xi hastily picked up the chopsticks. After so many days without using chopsticks, he almost forgot what it was like to use chopsticks.

He picked up a small steamed bun and was about to put it in his mouth, but was stopped by another pair of chopsticks.

"It's hot," Shen Xiucheng reminded, pushing the noodles in front of him, "Eat this first."

This noodle was the first to be delivered, and it was already almost cold.

Qiao Xi let out a groan, stuck out her tongue, and moved the noodles to her side, just as she was about to eat, she remembered something.

"Uncle Shen, don't you want to eat?" Qiao Xi asked while holding his chopsticks, "I'll give you some."

Just finished speaking, thinking of Shen Xiucheng's obsession with cleanliness, he said embarrassedly: "Ah, I forgot your obsession with cleanliness."

The chopsticks in his hand had just picked up the steamed bun, and touched his mouth, Shen Xiucheng probably felt uncomfortable.

Shen Xiucheng glanced at him, and raised the corners of his lips: "You eat first, there will be more breakfast."

"Okay." Although she was disgusted, Qiao Xi still ate happily.

It has been almost half a month since he traveled abroad. For him, the happiest thing is to be able to eat Chinese cuisine.

Qiao Xi stopped after eating half a bowl of noodles, feeling a little worried about her slightly round belly.

Shen Xiucheng raised his eyes, "What's wrong?"

Qiao Xi: "I'm a bit full, but I want to eat other things." He hasn't eaten the xiao long bao, shrimp dumplings and fried rice yet.

But it's not good to waste it...

Shen Xiucheng chuckled, stretched out his hand and lifted his face to his face: "You continue to eat, I will eat this."

Qiao Xi looked at Shen Xiucheng in surprise, and saw that Shen Xiucheng picked up the noodles with chopsticks and ate them without hesitation.

Qiao xi: "You, you, this is not good ..."

A second ago, he even disliked the chopsticks he touched, but now he actually eats the leftover noodles he ate. Is this some kind of psychological miracle?

Cleanliness cured without medicine?

"Well, it's delicious," Shen Xiucheng concluded flatly, "You can continue next time."

Qiao xi: "..."

Obviously talking about noodles, but Qiao Xi always felt that this person had something to say.

As a result of his wild thinking, he not only blushed, but also almost choked on the steamed bun.

"Water!" Qiao Xi sat up in a desperate struggle.

Without waiting for Shen Xiucheng to hand him water, he hurriedly picked up the noodle bowl that was only an arm's length away from himself, and drank a couple of gulps.

This side is pork rib noodles, the soup is very tasty, and Qiao Xi couldn't help but take another sip as he submerged the choked Xiaolongbao.

After putting down the bowl and seeing the person opposite, Qiao Xi realized what he had done.

Qiao xi: "..."

Now, it's not Shen Xiucheng eating his saliva, but directly realizing the common prosperity of saliva, cloud data storage.

Qiao Xi felt that for the next half of his life, he would be ashamed to face others.

It was rare for Shen Xiucheng, who liked to tease him, not to tease him, but raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly.

But Qiao Xi felt that this was no better than teasing him.

"I'm going to meet a friend today," Shen Xiucheng said suddenly, "are you waiting for me at the hotel?"

Qiao Xi was startled: "When?"

Shen Xiucheng: "At night, at the bar with business partners, it may be quite noisy."

Qiao Xi blinked, thinking he hadn't been to the bar yet, so Qiao Xi was a little bit looking forward to it.

It is said that the bars in country R are very famous, it would be a pity not to go and see them!

"Can I go?"

Shen Xiucheng looked at him firmly, and smiled: "Then how should I introduce you?"

Qiao Xi was taken aback, how should introduce?

"This kind of occasion usually does not bring friends."

Now Qiao Xi was a little disappointed: "Then you still ask me, can you just say that you can't bring the children at home?"

He has obviously seen it on TV. Parents take their children to the bar to drink with friends. Isn't it okay for older children?

Shen Xiucheng was amused by his words, patted his head and said, "Well, then I'll call him my kid."

In the end, Qiao Xi still couldn't go to the bar with Shen Xiucheng, because Qiao Xi was very obedient and shouldn't go to that kind of occasion, so he told him to go to bed early.

Although Qiao Xi was dissatisfied, he could only agree.

junk bar

"Shen Shao, help ali drink a drink, okay?" The boy looked white and his eyes seemed to be puzzled when watching people carefully.

The boy spoke a bit awkwardly, grandma's, and the people in the private room laughed out loud.

There are five or six people sitting in the private room, there are three Chinese faces, there are two European and American faces, each of them is accompanied by one or two people, or hugging or hugging, with an intimate posture.

"Mr. Shen, can this taste your taste?" The speaker was a man in his early thirties, and in the entertainment circle of Shen Xiucheng, very young.

Shen Xiucheng lowered his eyes, looking at the boy who called himself Ali, he looked about the same age as Qiao Xi, and his eyes were a bit similar.

I don't know where these people got the news. It's amazing to find such people in European and American countries.

The cigarette was twirled around on the fingertips, and Shen Xiucheng laughed.

Under the dim light, the man's side face was handsome, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was so shallow that you wouldn't notice it unless you looked carefully.

ALI came up and wanted to feed the wine on his hand.

Shen Xiucheng tilted his head slightly, and separated the wine glass with a cigarette holder: "Forget it..."

Shen Xiucheng felt very boring. He didn't know why these people were addicted to this sensual place. It smelled bad, dirty and messy, and even the people were so boring.

If it weren't for the business, he wouldn't even want to come, it might as well be in the hotel to amuse the children.

Halfway through the speech, Ali raised his head strangely.It was found that the man's eyes were fixedly looking down, his eyes were very deep, and the already deep eyes made people feel a little panicked.

The junk bar has two floors, the first floor is booths, and the second floor is private rooms, where you can see the situation on the first floor.

As the largest bar in country R, although this is not the best time for business, there are still a lot of people.

The lights flickered, and the figures gathered.

Ali looked at the man's eyes, only a black head.

"What is Young Master Shen looking at?"

Shen Xiucheng threw the cigarette clip in his hand on the table, took out another cigarette clip, took out a cigarette and lit it.

The smoke covered the man's eyebrows, and it was obvious that the man said nothing or did it, but Ali had a feeling. This man seemed to be angry.

As soon as Qiao Xi entered the store, he was dizzy from the deafening music.

People passed by him from time to time, chatting with his companions hoarsely under the huge music.

Afraid of getting lost, the man pulled Qiaoxi's wrist, and Qiao Xi subconsciously wanted to break free. He didn't like and was not used to touching other people's bodies.

But passing through the crowd, the man let him go immediately.

The two stood still at the bar, afraid that Qiao Xi might not be able to hear clearly, the man leaned into his ear and said loudly: "That's right here, have you found someone..."

Qiao Xi looked around, and the huge dance floor in the center of the bar, with DJ platform, probably not yet time, no DJ, the lights were intertwined, and it flickered.

With bombing music in his head, Qiao Xi was a little dazed, why the bar was completely different from what he had imagined.

He thought the bar referred to the kind where there are resident singers singing folk songs above, and there are many tables below where everyone sits, drinks and chats.

Qiao Xi pursed her lips and said to the man, "I didn't see it!"

This person was met on the street asking for directions, his name was Xu Luo, and he was also a Chinese. It was rare to meet a fellow countryman, and he immediately burst into a strong enthusiasm for compatriots.

I heard that Qiao Xi wanted to find this bar, and he just happened to come to this bar to meet friends, so he brought someone here without saying a word.

His voice was too low, Xu Luo couldn't hear clearly, so he leaned closer and asked, "What did you say?"

Qiao Xi was a little embarrassed, and raised her voice a little more: "I said I didn't find anyone!"

Qiao Xi seldom spoke in such a loud voice, and his face turned red as soon as he finished speaking, but even so, Xu Luo still couldn't hear clearly: "Speak up, it's too noisy here!"

Qiao Xi took a deep breath, almost using the loudest voice: "I said, I didn't look for it..."

Because of too much force, the last two words died out and disappeared into the passionate music.

But Xu Luo heard it clearly, and stretched out his hand to say ok. Before he could say anything, he suddenly saw a tall figure appearing behind Qiao Xi.

The lights were dim, Xu Luo didn't see the other person's face clearly, only saw the man stretch out his hand, wrap around Qiao Xi's waist, and pull him up from the ground like pulling a carrot.

In a meat bar, nothing bad happens.

Xu Luo's eyes widened, thinking that he had encountered an old pervert, and was afraid of hurting his fellow villagers, so he immediately went up to help.

Qiao Xi raised his head in confusion. In this posture, with his height, he could just see the other person's chin, and the line was tight.

A word suddenly jumped into Qiao Xi's brain-gritting his teeth.

Yes, it was gnashing of teeth, as if this person was enduring and suppressing some kind of emotion that was about to explode.

The man was so fast that he almost carried him away. Xu Luo was scared to death. He brought the man here. If something happened to him, he would die of guilt.

He hurriedly chased after a few steps, but there were more and more people in the bar, and someone blocked his way from time to time.

Xu Luo was so anxious that he pushed the man several times, stepping on his feet to find out the direction. The man had already led Qiao Xi to the corner, when a white light flashed across the man's face.

Xu Luo was stunned, this, this, this face, why does it look familiar??

And Qiao Xi on this end was held in his arms, except for the panic at the beginning, he quickly calmed down.

Although he couldn't see the person's face, and he was in this place with mixed smells, Qiao Xi could still smell a familiar smell.

At the same time, he was also secretly amazed, this man's arms are so strong, although he is relatively thin, he is still a boy, but this man actually carried him for such a long distance.

The man's footsteps became faster and faster, and when he walked to a certain room, he opened the door with his knees.

Qiao Xi only felt his eyes dim, and was pushed in.

It's a very dark room.

Qiao Xi judged his own position and couldn't see anything. In the dark, people's nerves would subconsciously tense up.

Another breathing sound can be heard in the ear, obviously, and a little hurried.

"You..." Just as Qiao Xi spoke, his body was pressed against the door by the man.

Then he heard an extremely familiar voice: "Qiao XI, why are you here?"

Qiao xi blinked, and the tight nerves relaxed instantly: "Shen Xiucheng, are you Mental Disorder, what do you scare me!"

Being held hostage all the way in a strange place, it would be a lie to say that she is not nervous, when Qiao Xi spoke, her voice was soft and trembling.

After complaining, he realized what Shen Xiucheng said.

His eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, Qiao Xi could clearly see the outline of the person in front of him, and also realized that the distance between the two seemed to be very close, so close that he could feel each other's breath falling on his cheek.

With his back against the door panel, Qiao Xi couldn't retreat even if he wanted to, so he stretched out his hand to push him away.

The next second, his hand was restrained by a big hand, and at the same time, the back of his neck was also shackled, like a cat being held by the nape of its neck.

Can't move.

Qiao Xi raised his head and looked at Shen Xiucheng through the darkness, not knowing what he was doing.

Shen Xiucheng bent down, and the distance between the two suddenly shortened, so close that breathing could be heard.

"I'm afraid, so I just want to come to you..." Qiao Xi just said a few words, and immediately shut up.

The distance between the two got closer, and he even felt that he would touch the lips of the person opposite him when he spoke.

Shen Xiucheng drank a lot of wine, but he wasn't drunk yet, but he couldn't help being a little tipsy. He pressed Qiao Xi's ear and said softly, "Are you clingy, huh?"

He has to sleep and coax him to eat, and I'm afraid of it every now and then, so he has to eat refreshing sugar every day to reduce his internal heat.