Before sailing, everyone basically rested in the cabin. Hua Ling took out a large stuffed toy from his backpack. It was a rabbit. He usually liked to sleep with it, so he brought it with him.
Feng Ming watched Hua Ling take out the rabbit doll. It was compressed very thin, so it could be put into the backpack.
When Hua Ling took out the rabbit doll, Feng Ming was a little surprised, and then he saw Hua Ling burying his face into the rabbit's chest and sucking hard.
When Hua Ling put Rabbit on the bed, Feng Ming said: "It's rare to see boys not hiding their love for cute things."
Hua Ling moved Rabbit to bed and hugged Rabbit while playing with her mobile phone. After hearing Feng Ming's words, Hua Ling smiled at him: "I don't care. After all, if we can be friends, we don't need to hide it. If we can't be friends, we don't need to care."
Feng Ming put down the phone in his hand and looked at Hua Ling who was rubbing the rabbit doll. His eyes were gentle, as if he remembered something: "I used to have a friend who was also a boy who liked dolls."
Hua Ling shifted her gaze from the phone to Feng Ming, with confusion in her eyes.
Feng Ming continued: "I have known him since he was a child. He liked stuffed toys when he was a child, but his parents didn't buy them for him because they didn't think boys would like them.
"Later, he went to play with his neighbor's sister. When the little sister gave him a stuffed toy, he couldn't put it down. But other children saw it and said he was robbing other people's dolls. Finally, his parents took him home and beat him."
Hua Ling listened attentively to the story of the man told by Feng Ming. When he heard the ending, he sighed sadly: "Stereotypes are very harmful... What happened next? Did he get the doll he wanted when he grew up?"
"
Feng Ming saw that Hua Ling seemed to be very interested in what happened to the person he was talking about. Looking at Hua Ling's face as he recalled those things, he opened his mouth and shook his head: "No, he later killed his parents and committed suicide by jumping into the river."
"I see...I'm sorry to remind you of the sad past." Hua Ling apologized in a low voice.
"It's okay. I feel better if I can tell you this. By the way, let's exchange contact information?"
Feng Ming picked up his phone and opened the QR code of the chat software.
Hua Ling also opened the QR code scanning interface in cooperation and added the other party's friend: "'Xianmingzhiqiu'? Such a good middle school name, I couldn't imagine that the other party would be a teacher."
Feng Ming couldn't help laughing when he heard Hua Ling's comment on his online name. He clicked on Hua Ling's friend application and looked at Hua Ling's online name and laughed out loud: "You're talking about me, your online name is actually
Is it the 'Monkey King'? You must like Brother Monkey very much, right?"
"Hahahaha——" Both of them laughed happily.
Gradually in the evening, everyone went to the restaurant for dinner. When Hua Ling and Feng Ming arrived side by side, there were not many tables left.
Hua Ling, who was dining on a cruise ship for the first time, was blinded when she saw the splendid restaurant. She covered her eyes and said, "Wow, wow wow wow!"
Feng Ming patted Hua Ling on the back and led Hua Ling to his seat: "Is this your first time on a cruise ship?"
"Yes." Hua Ling nodded, "The biggest thing I've ever done was a ferry, but I have a wooden boat of my own!"
That wooden boat was made with leftover wood and tools when Fengjiao was first built. It has been renovated many times. Now it is no problem to fish, cook, and sleep on it.
In the past, Hua Ling and Wang Mo fished in the lake. The two stayed in the center of the lake for a day, that is, they slept on the boat for a day. Unfortunately, he is old now, and Wang Mo can't stand the trouble. He is almost 100 years old.
of people.
Feng Ming felt a little relieved to see Hua Ling's simple appearance, and patted Hua Ling on the shoulder: "You should be able to tell that these people on the boat are either children from rich families, or they have an annual income of millions. Xiao Hua still doesn't really look like that.
Like a flower, it shows its weak side."
After hearing Feng Ming's words, Hua Ling was stunned and looked around. Indeed, when he spoke just now, many people looked at him strangely, and some people were also talking about it.
"Sorry, sorry, it's my first time contacting the upper class, so I'm not very familiar with it." Hua Ling looked harmless.
After dinner, Hua Ling and Feng Ming came to the deck to look into the distance. The moonlight from the moon in the sky hit the sponge, which was very beautiful.
"Little Hua." Feng Ming suddenly called Hua Ling.
Hua Ling turned to look at Feng Ming, tucked her bangs behind her ears, and wondered: "What's wrong?"
"Your white hair is very similar to the moon." Feng Ming raised his hand and touched the top of Hua Ling's head, stroking along the hair. "It's very beautiful, and it's still shining."
Hua Ling lifted up her bangs that were not tucked behind her ears, pinched them and rubbed them: "It's true, it's reflecting light."
Feng Ming was chatting with Hua Ling with a smile. Two other men came from the other side of the deck. One was middle-aged, with black hair, and the other looked to be in his eighties or nineties, with gray hair, but a strong body and a strong back.
tall and straight.
The two men were chatting, and suddenly the older man noticed the white hair shining in the moonlight, which was in the direction of Hua Ling.
That white hair appeared in his memory, and he asked the middle-aged man: "Who is that gentleman?"
The middle-aged man was the planner of this cruise. He knew and knew everyone on the ship. The middle-aged man followed each other's gaze and looked in the direction of Hua Ling and Feng Ming. He turned around and asked, "Are you asking Baifa?"
The one with black hair?"
"White hair, his back looks about the same age as me."
"That's not true. Come with me." The middle-aged man led the older man towards Hua Ling and Feng Ming. Feng Ming seemed to hear the footsteps coming towards him and turned around to see the two of them.
Hua Ling saw Feng Ming turn around, and he also turned around and saw two men. Hua Ling recognized the middle-aged man: "Good evening, Mr. Zhu, who is this?"
Mr. Zhu brought the elder to Hua Ling and introduced: "This is Mr. Zhang, the chairman of Suhai Group. Mr. Zhang, this is the designer I told you before, Hua Wushuang. The one next to him
The person is Feng Ming, a lecturer at xx University."
Mr. Zhang felt friendly when he saw Hua Ling: "Hua Wushuang... Son, do you know the owner of Fengjiao Hotel? You look very similar to him."
Hua Ling was stunned when he heard this, and then he remembered that the person in front of him was one of the CEOs of the cooperative group that he had interviewed many years ago.
But Hua Ling was not stage frightened: "Of course I know him, he is my father."
Except Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhu and Feng Ming were all shocked.
Mr. Zhang raised his wrinkled hand and touched Hua Ling's hair: "This white hair is so similar to your father's. It seems that white hair is inherited in your family. How is your health? You will become weak because of white hair.
?"
"No, no, my physical condition is very good."
"Really? That's good, that's good. Later, I heard that your father didn't see anyone when discussing business, and his voice became younger. I originally thought something had happened, but now it seems that he probably gave Feng Jiao to
Are you done?"
Mr. Zhu was shocked by every word Mr. Zhang said and kept looking at Hua Ling.
"The main thing is to leave it to Sister Wang and Sister Li. They are the two great contributors to Feng Jiao."
"You kid, you speak nicely. You're tall, so you're not young, right? Do you need sir to introduce you to a girl?"