Chapter 87: Pitching the Tent
But Fu Yiting didn't say a word, just looked at Jiang Changyi pitifully, like a puppy abandoned by its owner.
Jiang Changyi couldn't help laughing, and opened the folding chair and sat down next to Fu Yiting.
"What's going on in your little head? You're out playing but you look unhappy."
“No, no…”
Fu Yiting rubbed his nose uncomfortably. Even a child like Jiang Changming could see that he was guilty.
I don’t know why such a tall and handsome guy always looks at me with a wronged look. Jiang Changyi even wants to rub his little head.
Jiang Changyi placed the developed Polaroid film in Fu Yiting's hand and said, "You choose first. Keep the ones you like. The rest are all mine."
"good."
Fu Yiting picked out the photos and returned the rest to Jiang Changyi.
Seeing the few photo papers left by Fu Yiting, Jiang Changyi exclaimed "Ah".
"Why did you keep this photo?"
The photo in Fu Yiting's hand may be a little blurry and have afterimages because Jiang Changyi and Fu Yiting moved a little when taking the photo.
Although Fu Yiting chose this one on purpose, he still asked curiously, "What's wrong?"
"I really like this one, too!" Jiang Changyi leaned over to Fu Yiting's shoulder and held out the photos in his hand. "Can I trade these with you?"
Fu Yiting looked at the blurry photo in his hand, which was so blurry that he couldn't even see the face clearly, and then looked at the three extremely clear photos in Jiang Changyi's hand, and asked doubtfully:
"You like this one? Why? Isn't this one flawed? You can't even see the face clearly."
"Oh," Jiang Changyi corrected him, "What flaws? This is actually quite atmospheric!"
"This is a very vivid and unique photo. It's very spiritual. I think it deserves to be put in a frame and preserved forever. Ah, this reminds me that next time I go to the city to loot supplies, I can also look for photo frames and other things."
Fu Yiting quietly watched Jiang Changyi's divergent thoughts, but his heart was not calm at all.
"Don't you think this is a flaw?"
"certainly."
Jiang Changyi put his hand on Fu Yiting's shoulder and compared the two photos to show him.
"Aesthetics is a very subjective thing. What you may consider a flaw may be seen as the unattainable youthful spirit in the eyes of others."
"Do you know the ice cracks in porcelain? In the early days of aesthetics, these cracks were considered the product of craftsmanship failure. It was not until the Song Dynasty that aesthetic concepts changed and this flaw gradually began to become a deliberate trend."
"Everyone has different likes and dislikes, and that's normal. You don't have to force yourself to be perfect just to please everyone, right?"
Jiang Changyi looked up at the brilliant starry sky and said with emotion, "Nothing is perfect in this world. As long as everything goes as planned, that's enough."
Everything goes as planned...?
Fu Yiting's eyes were deep. He felt a fire in his heart, constantly forcing him to tell Jiang Changyi what was in his heart.
But he felt like his brain was numb. He couldn't open his mouth and didn't know what to say.
"Then...then do my flaws count as pleasing to your heart?"
As soon as he finished saying this, even Fu Yiting himself felt very surprised that such words would actually come out of his mouth.
At this point, Jiang Changyi finally understood what Fu Yiting had been struggling with.
It turns out it’s just a small matter, no big deal.
Jiang Changyi laughed: "Flaws? Where are the flaws? I only see the advantages!"
"call--"
Not far away, Chu Yesheng was forced to become a nanny to take care of his two little brothers. As a result, he was pestered and forced to perform fire escape, so he spit out a huge fireball into the night sky.
It was originally just a little trick to cheer up the child, but it caused the fiery red light to reflect on Jiang Changyi's face, turning his complexion into a warm tone, making him look full of tenderness.
Fu Yiting's gaze seemed to be glued to Jiang Changyi's face, unable to be moved away.
"Xiao Yi... do you really think this is an advantage?"
Jiang Changyi's eyes were subtle, and he wondered where this dog had learned this name from, but that was not the point at the moment.
"Of course, this is definitely an advantage."
He lay comfortably in the chair, his tone relaxed and tender, and this relaxed and natural posture easily made his words convincing.
"That……"
Fu Yiting was about to say something when Liu Yunya and Jiang Changming ran over and each hugged one of Jiang Changyi's legs: "Brother, brother! Come and have a barbecue with us!"
"Okay, okay, I'll be right over."
"Yiting, I'll go with them first."
Jiang Changyi held his head with one hand and followed the two little guys.
What? Where did you get the barbecue grill?
There is Jiang Changyi’s sacred flame!
After using the identity of a contractor to hook up with handsome guys, there is another wasteful way to use the ability - using the holy fire for outdoor barbecue.
The martial arts masters in the martial arts world would probably never have imagined that the holy fire they were so proud of, which was enough to melt spiritual vein ore, would one day be used as a fire for camping and barbecue.
As for Fu Yiting who was sitting there, Jiang Changyi had already untied his worries. Finally, after hearing Jiang Changyi's address to him, he fainted from happiness because his forehead was too hot.
Jiang Changyi also changed the way he addressed him, which was a response to Fu Yiting calling him Xiaoyi when he wasn't paying attention. It meant that he tacitly approved of Fu Yiting's move and took a step towards him.
So, how could Fu Yiting not be happy?
Chen Yonglong is an outdoor sports enthusiast. It is not difficult for him to build a simple stove in the wild, not to mention that he has Chu Yesheng, a professional wilderness survival master, by his side.
When Jiang Changyi was pulled over, the barbecue grill had already been set up, waiting for him.
"Xiaoyi, please grill the meat. I'll go set up the tent."
Chen Yonglong stood up and offered the stove to Jiang Changyi, who took over and started to light the fire and grill the meat. "Okay, thank you for your hard work."
"It's not hard. If you feel cold, I have a small blanket in my bag. My brothers can cover themselves with it too."
"Thank you, big brother~"
The wind on the mountain was quite strong. Liu Yunya and Jiang Changming were young and thin, so they would inevitably catch a cold if they were exposed to the wind for too long. Jiang Changyi took Chen Yonglong's backpack and wrapped the blanket around the two little brothers.
"Um?"
When Jiang Changyi was taking out the small blanket from his bag, he seemed to touch something strange in his backpack.
What did Chen Yonglong bring with him when he went out?
But there was a child next to him, so Jiang Changyi didn't want to ask him directly. Even if he asked through a mental link, it would feel a bit weird.
So Jiang Changyi started to make a fire and grill skewers with a strange expression on his face.
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