don't like me

Chapter 57

Propaganda will definitely attract crowds to watch, not to mention confession, even if you tell a joke in public, outsiders will look at you more.

Does Yang Xiao understand this truth?Since he understands, he must be fully prepared. If not, there is nothing I can do.

I have done a lot of embarrassing people in public, and I really don't think there is anything wrong this time.

The crowd's sighs, regrets, and non-stop discussions. They talked in a low voice, as if I couldn't hear them. In fact, I only need to look at their faces to know what they are talking about.

It's nothing to do with me, but they are not satisfied with eating half of the melon. Yang Xiao and I have become their talking points. It's all Yang Xiao's fault. Who asked him to give me such a surprise?

Yang Xiao didn't realize the seriousness of the matter, he still supported the table with both hands, watching me quietly, did I misread it?He seems to be smiling.

Yang Xiao waved to me, motioning for me to come over.

The onlookers should have left, but they didn't want to. They wanted to see the sparks between me and Yang Xiao, what were they expecting.

I walked over, approached and said, "Is this the effect you want?"

Yang Xiao looked around and said, "It's almost the same as I thought."

"You figured it out." I said casually.

Yang Xiao is very self-aware: "Your attitude towards me, I wouldn't even have thought of this consequence?"

What a surprise, this act of knowing the consequences makes people very puzzled, "Then you still do it?"

"Does it matter?" Yang Xiao didn't care, "Can you handle this scene, can you handle the rest?"

"Come again?" I felt impatient for him.

"Not today," Yang Xiao said calmly, appreciating my expression, and said happily: "You can refuse me on any occasion, it's okay, it's no fun to chase you so easily, we can play a long tug-of-war war."

"You are really interesting." I commented on him.

Seeing that we couldn't make any sparks, the crowd gradually dispersed, and I didn't stay in the hall too much, and went back to the upstairs room.

Wen Zhixu was standing in the corridor, she had witnessed everything, her eyes were aggrieved and pitiful, when I passed by her, I reached out and touched her head, and said in a low voice: "Next time you dare to stand with him to cheat your brother, don't blame me I'll ignore you for a month."

She must know that from the phone call in the morning, to giving Yang Xiao our home address, and the look in her eyes after she witnessed everything just now, Wen Zhixu is not innocent, she participated in the whole process, I know that she, like Yang Xiao, conspired with him Well, take me on this journey.

Just like before, she thought that I should stand with Yang Xiao, that Yang Xiao belonged to our Wen family.

I don't blame her, she doesn't know the tricks, doesn't understand my current mood, and naively thinks that Yang Xiao and I just reunited after years of no contact.

When her father died ten years ago, her brother was buried together. Wen Zhixing, who was able to be with Yang Xiao, died long ago. She should have seen it with her own eyes. Why bother to match them up?She is ignorant of this, so I will teach her.

Back in the room, I closed the door, locked it, sat on the sofa and began to smoke. The cake just now was delicious, but also quite greasy. I used tobacco to relieve the greasy, and a lot of it lay in the ashtray soon cigarette butts.

Ashes fell here and there, staining the clean glass table.

Someone stood outside and knocked on the door. I forgot that Yang Xiao and I were in the same room.

I walked over impatiently and opened the door.

When Yang Xiao entered the door, he smelled a lot of smoke, blocked it with his hand, and said, "You are committing suicide."

I let go of the doorknob, turned around and walked back, "How many can reach the level of death? I can try."

"One or two packs is definitely not enough." Yang Xiao followed closely, sat down on the other side of me, and asked, "What happened today has nothing to do with Xuxu."

I leaned on the sofa and took a big puff, the nicotine sucked into my lungs, "Whether she has anything to do with you is up to you?"

Yang Xiao glanced at me, and said unhappily: "If something happens to me, don't point the finger at her."

I laughed: "If you don't use her, how can I point the finger at her?"

Yang Xiao doesn't admit that this is called taking advantage, I'm too extreme, I shouldn't doubt his kindness to Wen Zhixu, but I'm not happy with the two of them working hand in hand.

"Did what happened just now excite you?" Yang Xiao looked at my face, as if he could sense my unhappiness.

"A childish confession?" I frowned, with little emotional ups and downs, and said, "It hasn't reached that point yet, I don't even feel it when you give a speech at the United Nations. If there is something I am dissatisfied with you, it's because you stretched your paws towards you." I don’t care about my family, Yang Xiao, let me tell you clearly, if you really have that ability, come here directly, don’t try to use some irregular means.”

"Why do you think I'm using your sister?" Yang Xiao said, "Brother Xing, have you thought about a possibility? Xuxu supports us, she wants us to be together."

This sentence is correct, and I have no way to refute it. Wen Zhixu is a girl who is extremely innocent. She will notice Yang Xiao if she is kind to me. Therefore, she is also easy to be persuaded by the false surface .

"Okay, assuming what you said is right," I followed him, but my tone was sharp: "But have you ever thought about it, she really supports you, I don't agree, her support is nothing?"

Yang Xiao stared at me deeply, he must not understand, sometimes I indulge him, sometimes care about little things, he should make it clear that I come here according to my mood.

"So what?" I threw away half of the cigarette in my hand, looked into his eyes, and said provocatively, "Come on me, boy."

After finishing speaking, I stood up, stepped out from the sofa, and patted him on the shoulder as I passed by him to make him think carefully, "Is what brother said right? Do you think so?"

Yang Xiao leaned back.

I give him time to think alone.

After packing up some clothes, I went to the bathroom and took a shower. When I came back, Yang Xiao was no longer in the room. His friends were all present, and he wanted to come with a full schedule.

I was different, I had nothing to worry about, just fell asleep, I didn’t participate in the carnival at night, I wasn’t disturbed all night, Yang Xiao didn’t come back, I didn’t care where he spent the night, if he couldn’t die, it wasn’t too bad one room.

The next morning, we finally arrived at our destination, Sunset Island, with its beautiful scenery. Before the boat landed, we were attracted by the scenery of the island. A group of people on the deck were chatting and discussing, and some people were rushing to pack their luggage in the room.

I just saw Yang Xiao in the morning and asked him where he slept last night. He said that he was in Wen Zhixu's room. I glanced at him, and then he clarified that he was joking. It was too late last night at his friend's place, so he didn't want to come back to disturb him. me.

I thank him for being so kind.

After a night's rest, I felt much more relaxed and refreshed. The weather was fine, and the scenery on the island and the wind on the sea drove away countless worries and troubles.

We walk down in an orderly manner.

Entering the island, it is like being locked in a huge prison, or a fresh and beautiful prison, with beautiful scenery, delicious food, and beauties, much more than I imagined.

Wen Zhixu followed closely behind me, holding my hand. It was not a flat road, but near the coast where the sand was sunken. Occasionally, crabs buried in the sand could be seen crazily breaking out of the ground and slipping in front of us. go.

If you go further inside, you'll be fine.

With the stone path, I followed Yang Xiao to the booked accommodation. The buildings on the island are unique, and they are one of the contributors to the beautiful scenery. They are not cold walls, but wooden boards are the main material. It is worth mentioning that how wooden boards are used Build a house with such personality.

It still looks solid.

"It's beautiful," I commented on the house in front of me, "It's rare in the city."

"The inside is also quite beautiful," Yang Xiao said, "There are official pictures on the Internet, and they are exactly the same."

Hearing what he said, I couldn't wait, and stepped into the wooden house. If the ship is full of luxury, then this place is a simple holy place. It cannot be compared with the luxury of the ship, but it is better than the scenery. Here, it has been fresh and refined.

Yang Xiao glanced at it, and there was a call on his mobile phone, and he stood on the edge of the wooden house to answer it, leaving Wen Zhixu and me in the room to marvel.

Just a quick wipe and the table is spotless, which is great.

"Charger." I suddenly remembered, turned around and asked Wen Zhixu, she went to open the suitcase, and quickly found it and handed it to me.

I just plugged in the plugboard.

Yang Xiao walked back to the house while picking up the phone: "Yes, it's already here, the house is nice, and I don't need other arrangements for now, as long as the original plan remains unchanged."

He talked a lot with the person on the other end of the phone, and after that, I asked him what his plans were.

"Launching, submarine, catching fish, fighting crabs, there are quite a lot of items. I found a few, and I will take you to experience them later." He has a lot of arrangements.

I instructed: "Take her there."

Yang Xiao looked over: "Aren't you going?"

I'm not interested: "I'm not with you."

Yang Xiao was happy, and asked: "Do you have other arrangements? Why don't I know."

"You never asked me," I said, "I don't do anything, just go for a walk."

Yang Xiao agreed this time, "Okay."

He beckoned, "Xuxu, pack up and let's go out."

Wen Zhixu walked towards him.

Yang Xiao held her hand, and the two left immediately. Yang Xiao asked her what game she wanted to play first.

I was let go, stayed in the room for a while, and then really went out.

There are other residents on the island, and they can't be called residents anymore. They should come to make money. Although the scenery here is good, it is true that it is not suitable for people to live in.It’s good to be a paradise for relaxation, but it’s fine for living, because there is a fault with the outside, and it takes a long time for the ship to arrive, and the provision of supplies is more troublesome.

It is a good idea to come here to do business, such as covered wooden houses, built entertainment projects, anyone who comes here for vacation will definitely have expenses, and accommodation is one of them.

"Looking for a place, handsome guy? Come to my place to have a look, there are still vacancies, and the decoration is beautiful!" A middle-aged woman I met was soliciting business, and several people had already lived in the wooden house behind her, and she was carrying luggage at the door.

"What's your price here?" I couldn't help but just ask.

"My place is cheaper than other places. It will definitely save you two or three hundred. If you look at my decoration, it is different from other wooden houses. Come in and have a look."

I asked about the price, but she didn't say anything. It was the same as when I was negotiating the order. First attack the heart, gain some trust, and then slowly extend it.

"It's settled." I told her, she became disappointed and felt sorry for me.

"You are sloppy, you don't know how nice my house is."

"I selected it on the official website," I waved to her, "I will definitely visit you next time."

"Yes, that's the way it should be. Shop around." The woman smiled. Like my neighbor, she was more enthusiastic than her. After all, she was a businessman, so it was understandable.

I was going to wander aimlessly, but unexpectedly I ran into an acquaintance on this island, said to be an acquaintance who had met once on the ship. It must be the owner of the business card lying in the trash can. Now, with a camera hanging around his neck.

I now trust his career.

"What a coincidence," he greeted me, "I just came out to go to the beach to take some pictures, and I ran into it."

I was also surprised, "You came here too?"

It is a coincidence that the ship has a next direction.

“Sunset Island is famous for its beautiful scenery.”

"It's not bad, suggest that I go with you?" I have nothing to do, so I climbed up to other people's houses. It's very interesting to take pictures, and I plan to follow them to have a look.

He agreed, and said it was all he could ask for.

We found a place near the coast, and the beach messed up the shoes. He searched around, and with his professional eyes, he kept struggling.And I think that any picture can be recorded, and it is all beautiful.

"You have nothing to do in the afternoon. You must come here. You can see the most beautiful side of this island before sunset." He raised the camera and pressed the shutter against the blue sea. The picture is amazing, the last time I came here was a rainy day, I didn’t get a picture.”

"Is there another theory?" I was ignorant and had never heard of it, so I didn't care about this journey at all.

He patiently explained: "This is how the island got its name, and there are discussions on the Internet, you can check it out."

He took about [-] photos, but few left in the end, and I think there is no problem with the ones that were deleted, but he said that in a hundred photos, only one satisfactory work can be left in the end. , as is the case with every photographer.

For the same scenery, different angles, different compositions, and different effects, people outside our circle don't care so much.

When I was looking at his work, I happened to find something. It was the presence of many people, and I was in the middle. I was talking about something with a helpless expression. The shooting angle was from top to bottom, but the focus was on me. face, you can see my face clearly.

I turned to look at him.

He smiled: "I'm sorry, last night was too exciting, if I don't shoot, I'm afraid I will feel guilty."

"Is this called infringement of portrait rights, big photographer?"

He persisted: "I'm sorry, even if you don't agree, I might not delete it, but if you want it, I'll wash it out and give you a copy."

"I watch my own speech?" I said, "What kind of strange habit is this?"

"It's wonderful, isn't it?" His fingers caressed the displayed image, "I've never seen any homosexual can be so frank, I admire it."

In the photo, there is me, and there is Yang Xiao who is looking at me. He only took the picture of the back, and he couldn't see the color in his eyes.

"You can be contemptuous, too," I said indifferently, "though I don't care at all."

If you can publicize it, you won't be ignorant of the consequences. Yang Xiao and I have both done that, and it's not the first time.

To others, it may be bold, but to us, it's just another show.

The photographer said: "Don't get me wrong, if I despised any of you, I would not be able to stand here with you today, I mean, you are more interesting than I thought."

"Is it interesting enough to make your heart flutter?" I was so stubborn, "Is the praise of me yesterday still applicable?"

He smiled, "It seems that you are very concerned about this word, gorgeous?"

"You are also very bold." We were admiring the photos and talking about other things. The distance was very close, and I was almost on his body. If it hadn't been mentioned by someone, I really didn't notice it.

There was a whistle in the distance, and another subject of the photo appeared, squatting on a rock, and just put his hand from his mouth. The whistle was so loud that it frightened the seagulls that fell to the ground.

"What a wonderful private meeting." Yang Xiao was looking at us with a cigarette in his hand, "I said why do I have to come out alone, I don't even want my sister, Brother Xing, you have a good friend."

The photographer knew who Yang Xiao was, and he didn't miss the wonderful scene yesterday.

He and I are looking at the photo in a very intimate position, it looks absolutely ambiguous from any angle, no wonder Yang Xiao misunderstood, I don't care, I didn't even feel guilty, but looked at him with a smile on my face, without clarifying the crime at all mean.

"When did you appear? There was no sound at all." It was really scary. I was too fascinated by the photos?Didn't find out.

Yang Xiao explained slowly: "I came here before you guys approached, how is it? Is the photo nice? Is it our sexy bed photo?"

"No," I said disappointedly, "It's more boring than that, can you watch it?" I held up the camera and raised it to him.

Yang Xiao's expression was extremely cute.

The photographer was about to explain that unlike me, he didn't care about fame, so he held the machine I handed him and said, "Don't get me wrong, we just met yesterday, there are no indecent photos in the camera, and it will definitely not affect you. I'm not that vulgar, if you don't believe me, come and see for yourself."

Yang Xiao's focus is not on the photo itself, jealousy is beyond recognition, he said: "I just met yesterday, can we play together today?"

The photographer looked at me, not understanding.

Let him explain, but I didn't want to say more, and said more severely: "Because he and I have an appetite."

Yang Xiao threw the remaining half of the cigarette into the sand.

He stood up, laughed it off, ignored my words, and suddenly thought of something, "Come on, don't argue with you, I'll come over and ask you, my friend organized a volleyball event, with few people, do you want to participate?"

I opened my arms, facing the sea, and said comfortably, "I'm not interested."

Neither he nor his friends are interested in volleyball.

Yang Xiao didn't give up, and said, "What about the photographer friend? If you're okay, can you play with us?"

"I would," said the photographer.

As soon as he finished speaking, I looked back at him. The photographer didn't understand what was wrong, but I didn't explain it to him. I laughed and looked at the person standing on the rock, still as jealous as ten years ago. wolfhound.

The volleyball event is not far from us, and several men are playing fiercely. Yang Xiao is really not lying about this. Maybe this is why he came to me, but the purpose of coming to me accidentally changed, and it became the name of public revenge.

Wen Zhixu was sitting on a chair beside her, holding a cup of cold drink in her hand, with a parasol over her head, which blocked the strong light. She was sitting there watching the fierce volleyball game as fierce as a game. When she saw me coming, she stood up and rushed I come running.

I'm not interested, until the photographer agrees.

Yang Xiao took off his coat when he arrived on the scene. Under the short sleeves were his strong arms, and he could see the undulating muscle lines with his movements. I rolled over the sheets with him, knowing his strength and strength.

I'm afraid it's going to explode at this moment. Look, the two of them hit the first ball so fiercely just after their debut.

It was Yang Xiao who was serving the ball. The photographer had indeed played it before. He accurately received the ball and countered it to the opponent. He used several layers of skill for this ball.

The ball was quickly hit back, hit the photographer hard, and bounced a long way, and I saw the photographer hugged his arm.

Everyone present looked at Yang Xiao, as if they were looking at a tiger or wolf.

I warned him: "My dear, if you play like this, my brother will not agree."

Yang Xiao stepped forward and said clearly, "Isn't this what you want to see? Brother Xing."

He grabbed the net in the middle, raised his chin to the injured person, and asked insincerely, "Are you all right?"

fine?He even had the nerve to ask.

The photographer still had some self-restraint, although he felt the other party's malice, he still didn't expose it, saying: "It's been a long time since I hit you, it's raw."

I raised my hand and signed up: "I want to participate too!"

Several people looked at me, knowing that I had a quarrel with Yang Xiao yesterday, but they still appeared together peacefully. They were not curious either. They were Yang Xiao's friends, so they must know the inside story and how Yang Xiao was. A worthless person.

I went to the photographer and said, "He hasn't had a fight for a long time, and so do I, don't you mind if we both end up together?"

Yang Xiao stared at me, almost staring at me, "Why do you mind? I have wanted to fuck you for a long time."

I picked up the ball, grinning, "Since last night?"

Others don't understand why I have the face to mention last night. It's because they don't understand that I am naturally shameless.

When I came to serve, my hand was indeed raw, but I still successfully launched it. In the first round, Yang Xiao gave way to me. I felt it. I didn’t have that much strength. At peace, he seemed to be emotional again. It was very difficult for me to catch it. With this strength, I knew how hard he was going to hit the next ball and where he was going to hit it. His eyes betrayed him.

Sure enough, I couldn't catch the ball that didn't belong to me at all, and the moths were looking for death. The ball hit my shoulder painfully, and I fell down, clutching my shoulder and screaming, "pain pain It hurts..." I don't respect the uncle, even though the uncle is old and disrespectful.

Wen Zhixu ran over first, followed by the photographer who should have suffered.

Yang Xiao's footsteps moved, then froze.

I looked up at him and his eyes were killing me.

But I always kept jumping in his minefield, looked at him wronged and said: "You are really ruthless."

The cruelty is not this afternoon, but the cruelty is tonight.

I was in trouble at night. He took me out, and pressed me on the edge of the disordered rocks by the seaside near our residence, inflicting "violence" on me.

"Fuck, it won't be easy..." I sued him.

He pressed my neck, but didn't see any restraint, so he pulled my clothes, hugged me in his arms, and made trouble.

"Stop..." I reminded him.

"No." He replied unhappily.

"Your mother," I was about to resist: "then you still want to do..."

He pushed me back, his strength was stronger than playing volleyball, "If I get pregnant, it's mine."

The waves crashed against the rocks, making a ferocious crash.I witnessed the sunset, and the corners of my eyes were also dyed pink.

Indeed, as people say, it is beautiful.