Ouyang Guang laughed out loud, and when he looked up, his pointed little canine teeth were exposed. His indifferent and lazy temperament was instantly broken, like a crack in the ice-covered lake surface, revealing the spring water flowing underneath. But this smile was quickly wiped away by the sea breeze - he suddenly felt a line of sight like a crosshair on a telephoto lens, firmly locked on the back of his neck from a distance of 100 meters.
Just when he wanted to see who it was, "A Guang! Your hair will reflect light when you stand in the shade!" Chen Zheng pointed the water gun at him, "It's like a lighthouse!"
Ouyang Guang dodged sideways, and the tassel cross earring on his left ear bumped against the jade Guanyin on his necklace, making a subtle crisp sound. This golden hair was on the first day in Jeju Island, when he played poker with the three of them at night. He won, but he was dragged out of the hotel to dye his hair. Now, passers-by look back at him every three steps, just like a golden lion king in the zoo.
"Shut up." He tugged at the holes in his light blue jeans and crushed a sand crab that was crawling by with his red sneakers. "If you keep making noise, I'll jump into the sea."
"A Guang! Don't jump!" Chen Zheng rushed out of the cabin with a water gun in his hand and fluorescent green hair, with sea water dripping from the ends of his hair!
As everyone was playing and laughing, the cruise ship broadcast a warning of docking, and his smile suddenly froze - the gaze that was like a thorn in his back appeared again. He pretended to adjust his earrings, and glanced at the crowd. He saw a man wearing a wide-brimmed hat holding a camera on a reef not far away, with the lens facing the sea. "Is it an illusion?" Ouyang Guang thought to himself and turned his gaze back.
"A Guang! Come on! Let's go eat the seafood hotpot cooked by the Ama! There are spicy fried shrimps and octopus tentacles!" He Ziqi dragged him to the pier, "A Lin said that you secretly ate squid rice balls from a convenience store last night, don't try to deny it!"
"I didn't..." Ouyang Guang's ears felt hot, but when he heard "spicy fried shrimp", he unconsciously quickened his pace. Chen Zheng took the opportunity to hook his neck, and his green hair swept across his nose: "A Guang is shy! Are you crazy about eating shrimp?"
Ouyang Guang's ears were slightly hot. When he turned around, the hem of his shirt swept over the railing, revealing a part of his waistline: "Who said we were going to eat..." Before he finished speaking, Chen Zheng hooked his neck and led him to the cabin door. When his green hair swept across his nose, it still had the salty smell of sea water: "Come on, Guang! I heard that the sea woman aunt cooks seafood pot with rice cake strips. You'll be at a big disadvantage if you don't!"
As the teenagers pushed and shoved their way onto the pier, Ouyang Guang narrowed his eyes vigilantly - when he looked out at the sea just now, there was always a burning gaze that penetrated the sea breeze and fell on him. He glanced around and saw only tourists wearing wide-brimmed hats holding cameras to take pictures of the sunset. "Illusion?" He pulled at his ostentatious blond hair, secretly annoyed at the colorful hairstyles of his companions. It was indeed a mistake to follow them in dyeing their hair this eye-catching color. He bit his lower lip, and his fingertips unconsciously twisted a strand of blond hair - he should have rejected He Ziqi's "rainbow hair color plan" earlier. Now the four of them were walking on the street like a moving color palette, it was hard not to attract attention.
On the dock, the man's hand holding the camera trembled slightly. In the viewfinder, the boy standing against the light seemed to be gilded: his sword-like eyebrows were slightly furrowed, his amber eyes were flowing with lazy light, his eyelashes cast fan-shaped shadows under his eyes, and when he occasionally lowered his head, his teardrop mole was looming. The shirt was blown close to his back by the wind, outlining the boy's thin waistline. "This is simply... the perfect idol face!" The man breathed quickly, holding the camera that was taken on vacation in Japan, and at this moment all the shutters were dedicated to the figure of the boy with golden hair.
Hold your breath and press the shutter. The man's camera freezes at this moment——
The boy's golden hair was slightly lifted by the sea breeze, with a little natural curl at the end, as if it was curled by the sun. His eyes were curved into two crescents, and his amber pupils glowed like honey in the sunset. When his eyelashes fell, they gently covered the small teardrop mole on the lower left side of his right eye like a fan, but they could not hide the fragmented light in his eyes.
When he smiled, the corners of his mouth raised a little with a youthful arrogance, but the faintly visible little canine teeth made him look particularly attractive. The tassel cross earrings on his left ear swayed gently with his movements, and the thin silver chain drew a fine track under the light, while the diamond earrings on his right ear were like a falling star, shining between his hair.
His smile was so bright that even the jade Guanyin on his neck seemed to be coated with a layer of warm light. The warm jade color reflected the skin on his collarbone, making him look like a young man who stepped out of a painting, fresh and dazzling.
It was so bright that it looked like a burning flame, and even the sea breeze stopped for it.
The wooden pier creaks under my feet, and the sea breeze blows in with the rich aroma of seafood.
Chen Zheng suddenly jumped in front of Ouyangguang, his green hair was blown up by the wind, like a flying parrot: "A Guang, look! I'm wearing a bamboo hat like the sea girl!" He put on a straw hat that he had picked up from somewhere, but it was too big and slid to the tip of his nose, making He Ziqi laugh so hard that he bent over. Just as Ouyangguang was about to reach out to help him adjust it, he heard hurried footsteps behind him.
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