After a night's rest, Shi Jin turned off the alarm the instant it went off.
For some reason, Shekh was overly enthusiastic. Last night, he acted as if he had stumbled into a fairy's lair. He swept a fragrant veil over his face, looking like an emperor drunk on a beauty's lap, except that he wasn't the emperor.
Thinking of this, Shi Jin sighed.
Why are you sighing?
Shekh, as was his habit, would always wrap himself around her, half-asleep, and cling to her. On the two-meter-wide bed, the two of them only occupied the space of one person.
Shi Jin smoothed her hair down her back. "I'm thinking about whether to catch up on sleep or get up now to see the pyramids. It'll be too sunny at noon if I go too late."
Are you sleepy?
"...Aren't you tired after staying up all night?"
"I slept all day."
Time is running out: ...
Forget about it.
"Didn't you get enough rest?" Sheikh asked.
"It's alright, but there's something we need to discuss." Shi Jinzhe said seriously, as if discussing important matters. "Although my health is good, skills should also have a cooling-off period. You see, perhaps you shouldn't be doing too many things these past few days..."
"Stop." Shekh said as if he had heard a ghost. "Didn't you tell me to wear it?"
“Yes, but you were a bit…” Shi Jinzhe thought for a long time before finding an adjective, “…insatiable and overly enthusiastic.”
Shekh released his fingers from hers. "I was thinking of being nicer to you last night, but forget it. I'm still tired."
"Only last night?" Shi Jinzhe understood: "...There's no such thing as a free lunch. Did you do something?"
Are you really going to listen?
"...Hmm." So there really is one.
Shekh relayed what she had overheard the two girls saying to Shi Jinzhe yesterday, and received a reply from him: "...You truly are my good wife."
"My husband too."
Shi Jinzhe solemnly agreed, "Yes, since it's good, grant me another request."
...
At eight o'clock in the morning, before the temperature rose, the two entered the scenic area.
Schech's determination of the exact time of the collapse was somewhat flawed.
Who in their right mind would want to openly wear something that sparks their interest?
The metal pendant on the jewelry wasn't dazzling enough to make him see stars.
Shi Jinzhe avoided the crowd and took a photo of her. "Since we're already here, let's go to the museum after this photo, and then leave for another city tomorrow."
"Either is fine, I want to see those temples."
Shekh, like an emotionless tool for taking pictures, pulled down his headscarf to block the sunlight, causing his bracelet to flash with dazzling light.
Apart from her arms adorned with gold and bronze armlets and bracelets, only half of her face was exposed, with her red lips being the only vibrant color on her body.
This outfit has the cool, rugged refinement characteristic of Mediterranean civilization, unlike the extreme extravagance or elegant splendor of Western Europe, and is closer to a kind of smoothed wildness.
Her eye-catching outfit attracted tourists from other countries who wanted to take photos with her.
Shekh refused coldly, but the person who asked thought it was part of her persona and insisted on taking pictures, making Shekh seem more like a tourist attraction than the pyramids. One person even asked for her contact information.
Shi Jinzhe put down the camera. Sher, who was several meters away, smelled a lemon scent. She opened her mouth and said to the person who asked for her contact information, "No cell phone. A photo together is $200. Give the money to my husband."
Tourist: "..."
That's way too dark.
Tourist attractions are definitely the best at ripping people off!
Several people turned and left. After walking about ten meters, one of them kept looking back, intending to take out his phone and secretly take a picture, using his companions as cover.
Shekh saw him frantically press the screen a few times, then curse in frustration that the camera was broken and he was really unlucky.
She turned to Shi Jinzhe and asked, "Are you still taking pictures?"
Shi Jinzhe lowered his head and fiddled with his camera. "Are you still going to shop?"
"No, I won't have the patience for another one like this."
"It's alright, the rule of law is generally not that great abroad."
Shekh paused briefly as she walked down the slope because of those words. Gazing at the pyramids, she asked, as if she were asking whether pork should be frozen, "In there?"
Shi Jinzhe only looked up at her at this moment, skipped the reply, and asked Shehe to come and see how the photos were taken.
...
At noon, the two went to visit the museum after lunch. The guide was excellent, and Sher listened with rapt attention. Immersed in the splendor of the city's civilization, he shook off his negative impressions of it.
Back at the hotel after sunset, Shi Jin picked out two of her favorite photos and posted them on her WeChat Moments.
I was unhappy at the time, but I still had to show off.
Shekh shook his head speechlessly, "I think you have the potential to be an outlaw."
Shi Jinzhe: "I was just saying."
Sheh didn't expose him. When that person kept turning back to look at her, Shi Jinzhe's scent changed. He really thought that.
No distance can stop people from liking posts. The time spent on WeChat Moments is no different from a memorial awaiting approval. Before long, people who are online 24/7 to review them have arrived.
Shi Jin showed it to her, saying, "Everyone says you look great in this outfit, it's very pretty."
Sheh glanced at it quickly: "You're not angry, yet you're willing to let others see me?"
“It’s different. I was genuinely unhappy back then, but not towards you. You still looked your best as always, but strangers can appreciate it, but others can’t.”
As he said this, Shi Jinzhe packed his clothes from his suitcase, took out a few light-colored long dresses and placed them on top. He asked as usual, "Are you going to wear light colors for the next few days?"
"Okay, put it on."
When I arrived, all the light-colored clothes were at the bottom, and my suitcase had been messed up by her, so I had to reorganize it.
Shekh silently observed him folding clothes, showing no sign of impatience.
He had the same expression as this morning, and did nothing out of the ordinary. The only difference was that he was unhappy this morning, but he was fine now.
It feels very incongruous for someone who always made her abide by the law in her original world to suddenly give her a coded message of encouragement.
Shekh's mind raced with ideas, and then a flash of inspiration struck him, allowing him to achieve self-taught mastery.
"Time is fleeting, do you like me very much?"
"I love you to death." Shi Jinzhe didn't even turn his head to reply.
Shekh picked up the phone from the bed: "Let me use your phone for a bit."
"Use it."
The shutter clicked silently, and a photo of a stay-at-home husband with his forearm bent over, wearing several long skirts, and bending down to collect things was taken out.
Shekh couldn't think of a good word to match, so he finally typed in the character for "home" and sent it in.
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