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Chapter 76

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    After the rain, the sky turns sunny.

    People taking shelter from the rain on the beach have obviously become accustomed to the sudden showers in Bali. As soon as the sky breaks out, they all go to the sea with their surfboards in hand, and tranquility returns to the noisy beach.

    "Brother Fu." Fang Congyuan tilted his head, and his long, wet hair slid down the side of his neck, revealing a white patch of snow on his neck.

    Fu Huaixi put down her phone and looked at her expressionlessly.  The send button in his hand has not yet been clicked. He has just edited the text message to be sent to Gao Yang.

    Fang Congyuan raised the corner of his mouth, "I feel a little dizzy and really want to sleep. Can you chat with me"

    "What do you want to talk about?"

    "You think, will there be scars on my legs?"

    Fu Huaixi glanced at the hideous wound on her leg and said in a deep voice, "Yes."

    A trace of annoyance flashed across Fang Congyuan's face, "You are so annoying"

    As soon as she finished speaking, she seemed to suddenly realize that she had said the wrong thing. She took a breath and said in a flattering manner, "Forget it, you are telling the truth. If you leave a scar, leave a scar."

    "Fortunately, it's on the thigh. Anyway, I don't usually wear shorts, so no one will see it."

    "Anyway, if she can rely on this matter to make him change his mind, her trip will be worth it.

    Fu Huaixi didn¡¯t say a word. His finger, which had temporarily stopped because of her question, poked at the screen. After seeing that the text message was successfully sent, he put the phone back into his trouser pocket.

    The sweatpants that were originally soaked were completely dry not long after landing.

    The two of them were relatively speechless.

    The blue sky gradually turns to indigo, and only the sound of hunting wind is left in the ears. The hotel on the rock wall next to the father and son has gradually lit up with white lights. Fang Congyuan raised his head slightly and looked at the thread on his eyelids.  Slowly it stopped.

    It was obviously a hot day, but she felt a little cold and a little sleepy.

    "Fang Congyuan¡ª¡ª" As soon as Fu Huaixi's eyes passed her face, he noticed that her eyelids were half drooped and she looked drowsy.

    He shouted softly.

    No one responded.

    "Fang Congyuan¡ª¡ª" The tone of voice was raised a bit, and tall buildings were raised from the ground.

    Still no one responded, and the eyelids that were half drooped were now completely closed, as if his soft shout was a melodious lullaby.

    Fu Huaixi frowned and looked down at his watch. It had been almost twenty minutes since he called Salman, but Dr. Skator didn't even show up.

    He plucked her hair in a rare irritation and leaned down a little, watching as his slender fingers stretched out and were about to pat her cheeks with even flesh and bones.  When he reached the end, the angle of his fingertips suddenly changed, and he used it to twist the tender flesh on her face.

    A faint red mark instantly appeared on the pale cheek.

    To be honest, it feels pretty good. No wonder Yangzi always pinches her face.

    When he was in a trance, the person he forced to wake up looked at him with a sad look on his face, "Brother Fu, why are you pinching my face when you have nothing to do?"

    The voice is soft and waxy, and the ending is hoarse. It must be the sweet persimmons produced during the rainy season to have such a unique taste.

    "Don't sleep, wait for the doctor to come." The thoughts in his mind were suddenly interrupted, Fu Huaixi calmed down and said calmly.

    "But I'm very sleepy."

    Fang Congyuan's face was very pale, and a small patch of dry skin appeared on his glossy lips. The red marks on his cheeks that he had just squeezed out faded after a few seconds.

    Her condition is not good.

    But she is surprisingly strong.

    "Hold on a little longer."

    "I can't hold it any longer"

    Fu Huaixi was speechless, and after a while he said in a compromised tone, "Don't you want me to chat with you?"

    Fang Congyuan finally mustered up some energy and tilted his head to look at him, his eyes as clear as water.

    "But what can we talk about?" She whispered, her closed eyes opened unconsciously, and she finally looked less haggard.

    Fu Huaixi: ""

    He doesn¡¯t know what two people on the edge of strangers and acquaintances should talk about. He is not a good talker.

    ? Most of the time, he is even a taciturn person.

    The atmosphere became quiet again.

    Fang Congyuan twitched the corner of his mouth, trying to find a topic, "Brother Fu, do you like surfing very much?"

    "good."

    &?The feeling of digging into the soles of the feet is not heavy but it is very unpleasant.

    The indigo in the sky is dispersing step by step, and the night begins to slowly but surely eat away at the light of the day.

    Fu Huaixi¡¯s frozen figure began to move, walking towards the edge of the beach, and soon exited the boundary of the sun umbrella.

    "Brother Fu." Zheng Lan couldn't quite see the affection between the two people. Now she saw him coming over and said in a casual manner, "What just happened?"

    "That's what you see."

    Zheng Lan was confused by his words, and helplessly raised her head and said, "My third brother, can you be less concise and concise? Just be considerate and considerate of my pig brain. Please make it clear, uncle."  point."

    "She was knocked over by a wave while surfing and hit the reef." A very cold tone was how a stranger described the incident.

    Zheng Lan still wanted to ask in detail, but Fu Huaixi frowned and turned around, walking up to get a cigarette under the umbrella.

    The two people next to the chair were talking to each other, and no one seemed to notice his coming and going.

    Zheng Lan also followed, "Yuanyuan, why did you end up surfing at Badong Badong Beach?"

    In the afternoon, she was just enjoying herself and didn't notice Fang Congyuan's movements.  Besides, with Gao Yang acting as the flower protector, why would she join in the fun?

    "Brother Yang is not to blame" Fang Congyuan said aggrievedly, "My surfing posture is not good-looking, and he still insists on staring at me, so I just have to walk farther away"

    Zheng Lan raised her eyebrows, "Your surfing posture is not good-looking, but you can't help but have a good-looking figure."

    Fang Congyuan¡¯s eyes widened, he rolled his eyes at her, and then continued, ¡°I was surfing there just now, and the wave was so big that it hit me directly.¡± She pointed to the father-son rock wall on one side.

    Zheng Lan understood.

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    Updated on 12/7.

    Actually, when I was writing it myself, I felt that the progress was very slow.

    My writing pattern is like this:

    When it comes to emotional scenes with men, I like to slowly describe their emotional transitions, so that they are not abrupt.

    When it comes to the career line, I will speed up the progress so that everyone can see it is less strenuous.

    As for recommending books When I'm short of books, I just read The Count of Monte Cristo, and I guess I can't help you, so everyone can share freely in the comment area ~ (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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