Song Wenbin didn't know how long he slept.
Until early in the morning, he felt a little itchy on his face, and a stream of heat always blew intermittently on his face, which made him feel a little choked.
Song Wenbin frowned and opened his eyes in confusion. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a human face less than twenty centimeters away from him, observing him curiously at close range, as if Scientists are observing alien corpses.
Song Wenbin really couldn't hold it back this time. He screamed in fright and broke into a cold sweat. He suddenly sat up, and the narrow bed under him creaked.
He originally thought it was Huo Yu or the prankster Sutina who scared him, but it was neither. Standing in front of him was a completely unfamiliar girl.
She was carrying a canvas satchel, wearing a short summer dress, and holding an electronic cigarette in her hand.
The girl is very beautiful, with delicate facial features, and long pale yellow shawl hair, but she is covered with weird tattoos. If the unfinished dragon on Huo Yu's back is exaggerated enough, then it is not comparable to the girl in front of her. It's a bit dwarfed by the comparison.
Her neck, arms, thighs, ankles, and even her fingers were covered with colorful tattoos. They were cool and weird, but they were really weird.
At this moment, the completely unfamiliar tattooed girl was chewing on an e-cigarette, folding her arms, and looking up and down at him curiously. The air flow Song Wenbin felt before was probably the smoke she sprayed out.
"You...who are you...?" Song Wenbin stammered in shock.
"Me?" The strange tattooed girl pointed at her nose and asked, "Who are you?"
"I…."
Song Wenbin quickly calmed down, looked around and fell silent.
It was too dark last night, but now it was bright. He could see that the narrow bed he was lying on was not so much a narrow bed as a long dark green leather chair. There was a round lampshade placed on the leather chair. Look. It looks like a hospital operating room lampshade.
Obviously, this is not a guest room.
"I didn't see you when I closed the door yesterday." The girl was very calm. She took off her bag, put it on the bar next to her, lit a cigarette and asked, "Are you here?" Do you do tattoos?”
"I..." Song Wenbin sweated: "I'm not here to get a tattoo..."
Seeing that he was frightened, the girl smiled, picked up a Xuanhemen, and asked, "Do you want it?"
Song Wenbin nodded subconsciously.
The Xuanhemen flew over.
Song Wenbin caught it, but didn't draw it.
"I'm not a tattoo artist...ah...but I remember I locked the door. How did you get in?" The girl said, "And when I opened the door in the morning, the outside lock was also locked."
"I..." Before Song Wenbin could speak, a shout came from outside the house: "Song Wenbin!? Song Wenbin!? Where did you go?"
Song Wenbin sweated again.
"Hahahaha~"
The girl at the bar bent over with laughter.
She looked at Song Wenbin, took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and sent a WeChat message: "The man you brought is in my store."
Not long after the WeChat message was sent, Huo Yu, wearing a loose T-shirt and flip-flops, with his legs as bare as if he was not wearing pants, pushed open the door of the toilet and came out. With the toothbrush in her mouth, she looked at Song Wenbin, who was sitting on the tattoo chair with a dull expression, and asked loudly: "What are you doing sitting here??"
"Isn't this your guest room??" Song Wenbin blushed and spoke arrogantly.
"Guest room, you idiot!" Huo Yu pulled out his toothbrush and shouted, "This is my friend's studio!"
"Hahahahahaha~"
The girl holding the cigarette laughed happily. She laughed hard and said, "Don't tell me, he was sleeping so soundly when I came in the morning. I couldn't bear to disturb him."
"so stupid!"
Huo Yu ran back to the bathroom to rinse his mouth.
"Hahahahaha~" The girl holding the cigarette laughed so hard that tears came out.
Song Wenbin climbed up from the chair silently, which was so embarrassing. Fortunately, this did not happen during the filming of the show.
"Why don't you go on and take a nap? The guest who made an appointment today will come over in the afternoon." The female tattoo artist said to Song Wenbin.
Song Wenbin sweated and said: "No... Use it... Thank you, your chair is very comfortable..."
With that said, he entered the bathroom again from the toilet.
Huo Yu was washing her face. When she turned her head and squinted her eyes when she saw Song Wenbin coming in, she was furious. She sprayed water and cursed: "You can't sleep anywhere but in my friend's studio. Are you sick!?"
"How do I know that's your friend's studio!?"
Song Wenbin argued, "Your bathroom has two doors. Of course I thought the bathroom opposite was also your room."
"I'm convinced." Huo Yu rubbed the water on his face and said, "Why don't you think about it? This bathroom is shared by her and I, otherwise no bathroom would have two doors."
Song Wenbin was silent for a long time and asked: "Then where should I go to the toilet?"
"There's both upstairs and outside."
Huo Yu said impatiently. She wiped her face, bent down to find toothpaste and a toothbrush in a cabinet nearby, pushed them into Song Wenbin's arms, and said, "Don't embarrass me, okay?"
"Why did I throw you away?" Song Wenbin suddenly became unhappy: "I said you could just find a hotel to let me down, but if you didn't let me go, you took me back and went to bed without saying a word. , I slept in the wrong place and you still blame me..."
"Okay, okay! Brush your teeth." Huo Yu interrupted him.
Song Wenbin used his hand to squeeze the toothpaste. Huo Yu saw that his hand was injured and it was inconvenient. He had no choice but to take the toothbrush and toothpaste. He squeezed the toothpaste for him with a cold face and handed it to him.
Song Wenbin was thick-skinned and forgot about the awkwardness in the morning while brushing his teeth. He followed Huo Yu into the kitchen and asked curiously: "What do you want to eat in the morning?"
"Noodles." Huo Yu said briefly.
"Are you down there?" Song Wenbin said while poking his toothbrush.
Huo Yu, who was originally joking casually in the show, punched him in the stomach when he heard what he said, almost making Song Wenbin lose his temper.
"Is there something wrong with your brain?" Huo Yu scolded: "You are not up to date all day long."
Song Wenbin straightened up and shouted loudly: "Which of us has a problem!? I just asked you if you can get down, why are you hitting me?"
Huo Yu's face was slightly red. She pushed Song Wenbin out of the kitchen and said, "Go and brush your teeth. Don't bother me. You can eat whatever you have."
Song Wenbin went to brush his teeth and wash his face with a dark face.
After brushing his teeth and washing his face, there was a scent of fragrance coming from Huo Yu's kitchen. Song Wenbin stopped looking and just sat alone on the short sofa in the living room. The sofa was really short. After sitting for a while, he moved the sofa away and simply sat on the carpet.
After a while, Huo Yu brought out a wooden plate from the kitchen. There were two lacquer bowls on the wooden plate. Huo Yu put the wooden plate on the coffee table, then got up and went to the kitchen.
Song Wenbin took a look.
It was two bowls of beef noodles and several plates of side dishes.
The beef is generous and fragrant.
Song Wenbin picked up the kuaizi and tasted it, and found that the beef noodles tasted very good and the side dishes were also very crisp. He ate it without ceremony.
After a while, Huo Yu came out of the kitchen again, holding a glass of milk and a glass of orange juice. "What are you drinking?" she asked.
"Whatever." Song Wenbin said.
Huo Yu thought for a while, gave him the milk, and sat at the coffee table to eat some noodles.
While eating breakfast and drinking milk, the grudge in the morning quickly disappeared. Song Wenbin asked happily: "It's so delicious, did you make it yourself?"
"Prefabricated."
Song Wenbin finished eating in a while. Huo Yu, who was extremely violent in the show, was eating very gracefully at this time, and from time to time he used his hands to pull the hair around his ears. After eating, Song Wenbin went to wash the dishes as a habit.
But Huo Yu said, "Just let it go."
"Do you want my help?" Song Wenbin asked.
"No need." Huo Yu said.
"I can do it." Song Wenbin said, "I often do it at home."
"Just put it there!" Huo Yu emphasized.
Seeing her persistence, Song Wenbin had no choice but to put down the bowl.
After standing in the kitchen for a moment, he was a little confused and asked, "What should I do now?"
"Whatever." Huo Yu said.
"How long does the show... last?"
Song Wenbin thought that if the show didn't start filming for a long time, he would go out and find a place to live first. He couldn't always live in his colleagues' homes.
Huo Yu, who was eating noodles, looked up at him inexplicably, with a sharp but deep light shining in his eyes.
"You stay here for now." Huo Yu said, "The show may start filming at any time."
Hearing the seriousness of what she said, Song Wenbin had no choice but to stop mentioning leaving. But he had nothing to do, and he couldn't wash the dishes or broadcast live. It was a bit embarrassing for him to be in the same room with Huo Yu.
So he had to open the door and leave Huo Yu's house, wanting to see where Huo Yu lived.
When he went out, he was stunned. It was quite lively outside. There were trucks parked in twos and threes under the big trees. Some young people were taking out some supplies from the trunks of the trucks and carrying the goods to different containers.
He couldn't see clearly at night, but now he saw that these containers had names on them. Some were cafes, some were bars, some were restaurants, and some were B&Bs.
Song Wenbin was surprised. After living in H City for twenty-five years, he never knew that there was such a place in H City.
"Hey~ little brother." Someone called him.
Song Wenbin looked back and saw that it was the girl from the tattoo shop in the morning. She was holding a box and said to him: "Can you help me move the paint?"
She pointed to the open trunk of a mini next to her. There were boxes and boxes of paint in the trunk.
"Hey, okay!" Song Wenbin said quickly.
He came to the girl and helped her move the paint in the trunk. The two moved the paint to the room where Song Wenbin saw many ghosts painted last night.
Seeing those ghosts in the middle of the night felt scary, but when he saw them during the day, Song Wenbin was amazed and asked, "Did you draw these?"
"That's right." The girl said, "These are all the plans I designed for my clients. I'll put the ones that have been adopted but not adopted here."
"It's really beautiful." Song Wenbin praised, "It's just a bit scary at night."
The girl smiled and said, "I didn't expect anyone to sleep in a place like this at night. To be honest, I don't even dare to sleep there myself. You are really brave."
When the two left the room again to move paint, Song Wenbin asked: "What on earth is this place? Why have I never heard of it?"
"Oh, this is Dragon Farm, isn't it written outside?" the girl said.
"The one at the senior activity center?"
"Hahaha~" the girl laughed: "That's what it was called twenty years ago. Now it's called Longchang. It's opened by Brother Yu."
Brother Yu…
It took Song Wenbin a while to react, and he sweated and said, "You mean Huo Yu??"
"Hahaha~ What do you think?" The girl looked at him with a smile.
"Very appropriate." Song Wenbin said.
After moving the last box of paint, the girl got him a drink.
Song Wenbin thanked him, lit the Xuanhemen, took a puff of cigarette and said, "My name is Song Wenbin."
The girl looked at him and covered her mouth with a smile: "I know, I heard Huo Yu say it before, a misogynist anchor, right?"
Song Wenbin sweated slightly: "Yes...work..."
"Haha, I understand, Qin Moqing. Just call me Mo Qing."
Qin Moqing smiled and shook hands with Song Wenbin. While shaking hands, she sneaked into Song Wenbin's ear and said, "I have never brought a boy here before Huo Yu. You are the first boy she has brought here."
Song Wenbin looked at her suspiciously and said, "Doesn't she have a boyfriend?"
Phew….boyfriend…
Qin Moqing shook her head and whispered: "To be honest, I have been friends with her for so many years and I don't know what her orientation is, but unlike you who treats misogyny as a job, Huo Yu actually hates men."
While the two were talking, the window on the container next door opened. After washing the dishes, Huo Yu sat on the balcony with a bottle of soda and was about to drink it. When he saw Didi Gugu downstairs, he was stunned.
"Are you Les?" Song Wenbin downstairs asked directly.
Snapped!
The soda bottle cap hit Song Wenbin, and he burst out laughing.
