Vacation 1.3
Fan Jinci wore a loose white linen shirt, the cuffs casually rolled up, revealing a section of pale wrist. Her long legs, beneath her gray shorts, were slender and white.
He leaned back in his recliner, his eyes lowered as he flipped through a book titled "Atlas of Deep-Sea Microorganisms." Sunlight filtered through the palm leaves, casting dappled patterns of light on him, making him look like a cool, serene ink painting.
Yu Yan walked over with two glasses of iced Americano, sat down next to him, and stared intently at him.
"Brother Fan."
"Um."
"You're beautiful."
"Shut up." Yu Yan grinned and leaned in to kiss the tip of his ear. Fan Jinci closed the book expressionlessly, pressed the spine against his forehead, and pushed him away.
"If you bother me again, you'll be sleeping on the sofa tonight."
Li Weimian wore black flip-flops, and her black tank top and shorts made her skin look even whiter than snow. Three silver earrings on her right ear sparkled in the sunlight.
With one hand in her pocket and the other holding up her phone, she recorded a video of Wen Lin and Jiang Zhaoyan playing beach volleyball in the distance.
"Wen Lin," she said lazily, "the way you jump to catch the ball looks like a frog that's been electrocuted."
Wen Lin stumbled and fell into the sand: "Sister Mian! Give me some face!"
Jiang Zhaoyan stood at the net, his excellent physique and nonchalant smile attracting the attention of many passersby. He glanced at Li Weimian and raised an eyebrow: "A psychologist knows about volleyball?"
Li Weimian smiled: "I know how to make you lose so badly you question the meaning of life."
Five minutes later—
Jiang Zhaoyan stared at the score of 21:5 and fell into deep thought.
Wen Lin squatted down beside her, drawing circles: "I told you not to mess with Sister Mian..."
Wearing sunglasses, Situ Jin squatted seriously in the shallow water, pointing to a jellyfish washed ashore: "Look, its neural ring structure is similar to the human central nervous system, but more dispersed, which means—"
Wen Lin: "Brother Jin, we're on vacation, can we not talk about this?"
Situ Jin adjusted his glasses: "Professor Fan mentioned in his paper that jellyfish venom can be used for—"
"Stop!" Wen Lin covered his ears. "I'm going to drink coconut water!"
Fan Jinci appeared beside him at some point, bent down to pick up the jellyfish, and said calmly, "Chironex fleckeri (box jellyfish), the stinging cells on its tentacles contain deadly toxins; 0.04 milligrams is enough to kill."
Wen Lin: "..."
Why do we have to take forensic medicine classes on vacation?!
In the seafood restaurant, Yu Yan hung the silver butterfly ornament given to him by Fan Jinci on his collar and waved it to everyone he met: "Look, Brother Fan made it by hand."
Jiang Zhaoyan: "Oh."
Wen Lin: "Wow! Brother Fan, I want one too!"
Li Weimian: "Childish."
Situ Jin: "Exquisite craftsmanship."
Fan Jinci lowered his head and cut his steak, saying coldly, "If you keep making noise, none of you will eat."
Yu Yan smugly wrapped his arm around his waist and raised an eyebrow at everyone: "Jealous?"
Everyone: "..."
I want to hit someone.
As the sun sets, the waves gently lap against the beach.
Fan Jinci walked in front, and Yu Yan followed behind, carrying his slippers in his hand.
"Brother Fan."
"Um."
"Let's go to the snow-capped mountains for our next vacation."
"what ever."
"Or come to my house."
"..."
Yu Yan quickened his pace, took his hand, and gently stroked the calluses on his palm with his fingertips. Fan Jinci didn't pull away, but only glanced at him indifferently.
"Are you happy now?"
"Mmm." Yu Yan smiled like a large dog. "I'm especially happy."
In the distance, Wen Lin was furtively taking pictures when Li Weimian grabbed his head and said, "Delete it."
Wen Lin: "Sister Mian! This is valuable material!"
Li Weimian: "Or I can post your college photos in women's clothing in the group right now."
Wen Lin: "...I'll delete it."
The group sat around the campfire, beer cans scattered all over the ground.
Wen Lin, his cheeks flushed from drinking, raised his hand and asked, "Truth or dare! Brother Fan, who's your favorite player on our team?"
The air fell silent instantly.
Yu Yan squinted, his fingers cracking as he clenched them.
Fan Jinci took a sip of beer expressionlessly and said indifferently, "Situ Jin."
Situ Jin's glasses reflected the light as he solemnly nodded: "It's an honor."
Yu Yan: "???"
Fan Jinci glanced at him and added, "Because he talks the least."
Everyone: "..."
Reasonable.
Wen Lin, unafraid of death, continued: "Then who do you hate the most?"
Fan Jinci: "You."
Wen Lin: "...Why!"
Fan Jinci: "Too many problems."
Li Weimian chuckled softly, and Jiang Zhaoyan lazily raised his glass: "To Brother Fan's honesty."
Yu Yan leaned close to Fan Jinci's ear and whispered, "And what about me? Where am I ranked?"
Fan Jinci was silent for two seconds, then said in a very soft voice: "...except for annoying people."
Yu Yan was taken aback, then laughed like a fool.
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