I slept until it was too late.

On this day, Fang Daichuan had a strange dream. He dreamed of the old alley when he was a child, sitting on the front bumper of his grandfather's bicycle, an old-fashioned Phoenix two-eight bar bike. Grandpa rode very slowly, swaying and swaying, making his heart very confused and panicked.

Grandpa parked the car and let him play by himself. The bricks on the side of the road are very old, and large patches of grass grow from under the bricks. Somehow, he tried desperately to press down the patches of grass with bricks, but like a hamster, he pressed this side, and the grass came out from there again, and he couldn't press it anymore.

The grass grows like a prairie fire, higher and higher, higher and higher.

He was flustered, and he felt as if something had completely changed.

Grandpa came out from the neighbor's house, smiled and touched the top of his head, his broad hands were very warm: "I can't press it back, let it go."

Fang Daichuan woke up.

When Fang Daichuan woke up from his sleep, the bed beside him was empty. He hugged the quilt and rolled to the center of the big bed. His face was on the corner of Li Sinian's pillow, and his hands and feet were spread out on the big bed.

He stabilized, feeling very flustered. Grandpa has been dead for many years, and he has hardly entered a dream in these years. I don't know what the meaning of this dream is.

Thinking like this, he pulled back from his dream in a trance. There was still warmth when he touched the place next to him, and the smell of Li Sinian still remained in the corner of the pillow.

What kind of smell is that? The tender leaves of a certain kind of grass, the peel of the citrus family, the taste of waves, saltpeter and flame, mixed together, and the edges and corners were wrapped in a roundness.

"Did you put on perfume?" Fang Daichuan asked crookedly, sniffing. Just waking up, the nasal sound is strong and kind of cute.

Li Sinian was sitting on the window sill, sticking out his head naked, tying something. With a rope in his mouth, his porcelain-white skin was wide open in the night breeze. Hearing that he raised his arm and sniffed himself, and replied vaguely: "The smell of aftershave, I didn't pay attention."

Fang Daichuan turned over, put his whole head into the bed, and muttered: "You foreigners live so meticulously, and men are so particular about it."

Li Sinian smiled nonchalantly.

Fang Daichuan closed his eyes and raised his mind for a while before struggling to get up from the bed. As he put on his jeans, he removed a new T-shirt and put it on his shoulder.

Li Sinian turned his head, not looking at him, and tied the rope in his hands intently. However, listening to the sound of the water column, flushing the toilet, and the sound of the water flowing in the sink, the rope on his hand was tied and torn apart and tied, and finally he was tied to a knot.

Being busy, the doorbell rang again.

Fang Daichuan's hair was wet, and he poked his head out of the bathroom: "Why is there someone again?"

Li Sinian smiled and said: "Sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, don't you, just report an inspector, I can't wait to find it."

Fang Daichuan knew what Li Sinian was playing. He thought it was very interesting, and Le Dian took the initiative to open the door.

Sure enough, Du Wei people blocked the door.

"Just woke up?" Du Wei squeezed into it familiarly, "Is Li Sinian here? I have something to discuss with you."

Fang Daichuan and Li Sinian exchanged glances from a distance.

Du Wei stared at Li Sinian's movements: "What are you doing?"

"It's nothing, the window bearing is broken, I will tie it up." Li Sinian jumped off the window sill and clapped his hands.

Fang Daichuan handed over a towel and asked him to wipe his hands.

"Are you both getting better?" Du Wei smiled and pulled a chair to sit down. "Both of you are sick with injuries. Be careful."

Li Sinian only smiled, but did not speak.

Du Wei looked a little boring, he scratched the back of his head, coughed, and said: "In the morning...Ding Zihui came to see you?"

Li Sinian threw the towel over the table and glanced in the direction of the bathroom. Fang Daichuan leaned against the glass door of the bathroom, brushing his teeth, looking leisurely, but his eyes were guarded. Li Sinian said: "I've found it, come and ask me who I did last night."

"Oh," Du Wei appeared absent-minded, "she didn't say anything else?"

Li Sinian raised his eyebrows.

"I'm afraid she talks nonsense," Du Wei smiled awkwardly, "I, I didn't care about her, she was the one who seduced me. I didn't think about it... It was she who said she was verbal about the alliance. Peace of her heart, this is..."

Fang Daichuan rolled his eyes behind his back.

Li Sinian glanced at him, holding back a smile and said, "Yes, yes, she didn't say anything, everyone understands this kind of thing."

Du Wei nodded with peace of mind: "Yes, this death is coming. What rules and morals are all thrown aside. What to do before the end of the world, depends on whoever you see hahaha!" He followed Li Sinian. Ridiculed.

Li Sinian just laughed.

Fang Daichuan would not even care about him.

Du Wei laughed for a while, feeling a little embarrassed, and simply stood up and wandered around: "Eh, I haven't been to your house yet, is there any fun?"

He walked to the table and picked up the pen pressed against the notebook. He flicked the cap of the pen, tentatively flipping through the notes. Fang Daichuan looked a little nervous, it was Li Sinian's notebook, he was afraid of what information was written on it.

Li Sinian, however, was there and let Du Wei look through it openly.

The notebook was empty, with no ink marks, and Du Wei closed the skin in a weird manner.

He followed the table and saw the wine rack at the door, hurriedly changed the subject, and said with a smile: "Your house is really good. There is still wine. Is it convenient to send me two bottles?"

"Which bottle do you like, take it whatever you want," Li Sinian said with a chest, "it's a waste to drink it anyway."

Du Wei is really not welcome, probably because he thinks that this is not Li Sinian's wine, the property of the boss behind the scenes. He grew up with his grandmother. Although he inherited the temperament of his biological father, he didn't inherit the other party's property, and he didn't know how to drink, so he drew a few beautiful bottles. Fang Daichuan glanced at it and saw that the wine he chose wasn't very expensive.

He was holding the wine bottle and was about to leave. Li Sinian walked two steps to help him open the door. The moment he sent him out, Du Wei smiled and asked, "Did you really test people last night?"

Li Sinian was taken aback.

Du Wei hurriedly observed his reaction, lowered his head and smiled, and raised the bottle in his hand: "Oh, let me just ask, don't take it to heart. You pack it up, I'm leaving now."

He hooked the door intimately with his feet as he left.

Li Sinian stared at the closed door, somewhat unable to recover. Fang Daichuan's hand holding the toothbrush stopped in the air: "What does he mean?" He shouted mouthwash, speaking vaguely.

"Interesting," Li Sinian was taken aback, and suddenly raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Du Wei is really interesting."

Fang Daichuan ran into the bathroom and quickly spit out the bubbles in his mouth: "What to do? Did he see something?"

Li Sinian waved his hand at him and continued to return to the window sill to tie up some of his things. "Don’t worry, remember his hostility towards Du Chaosheng on the first day? Liu Xin also said that Du Chaosheng had been secretly known by the secretary. The bureau killed his mother. I think that his mission to this island should have been completed, and he will only survive after that. At least tonight, it will not do us anything."

"Then what will happen tonight?" Fang Daichuan sorted out his T-shirt.

Li Sinian let go of his right hand, a brass key with a long velvet rope, twirling it in the palm of his palm: "Let's go upstairs tonight to see. As for what will happen to others, I am also looking forward to it."