"Fuck, why are you shooting randomly?" Jiang Cheng cursed. Without Gu Miao at this moment, he didn't care whether it was civilized or not.

Gu Fei didn't say anything, and there were a few more clicks at him.

Jiang Cheng felt that his bad expressions were probably frozen.

"I'm asking you!" He walked to Gu Fei and reached out to get the camera.

Gu Fei quickly took the camera back and said, "Two hundred and sixty-seven years old."

"What?" Jiang Cheng was stunned, "What are two hundred and sixty... how many?"

"Two hundred and sixty-seven." Gu Fei repeated it once.

"What are two hundred and sixty-seven years old?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"Xiao Ming's grandfather." Gu Fei said.

Jiang Cheng stared at him for thirty seconds, not knowing whether he was speechless or wanted to suppress the urge to laugh.

Finally, he pointed to Gu Fei's camera: "Give it to me, or delete it."

"Why don't you take a look first?" Gu Fei handed over the camera.

When Jiang Cheng took the camera, he felt nervous and dead. He always felt that he would fall to the ground if he accidentally fell, and then he was a little confused when he looked at the bunch of buttons on the camera.

Not to mention deleting it, I just look at the photos and don’t know where to press.

"Here." Gu Fei reached out and pressed the camera, and a photo appeared on the screen.

There were four pictures in total, and Jiang Cheng flipped them out in silence.

He has never been interested in taking pictures. Whether it is taking pictures of the scenery by himself or others, he would rather use his eyes to see it.

Although I usually think I am very handsome, I will accidentally be scared by the front camera several times... I didn't expect that Gu Fei's camera was quite that kind of thing.

Very restored, yes.

He didn't have the hideous expression he was worried about, but he just looked a little impatient.

And he actually liked the first one very much.

The chaotic and bleak background was blurred and revealed a faint feeling of melancholy, which made him inexplicably say that the hometown elsewhere was floating in his mind.

And I don’t need to say more about myself, I am so handsome.

After reading several of his photos twice, he didn't know what to do.

"The button in the lower right corner is deleted." Gu Fei said.

"I know." Jiang Cheng replied awkwardly.

I said I wanted to delete it, but I didn’t want to delete it after seeing the photo. After all, I have never taken such a feeling photo.

During the Chinese New Year last year, the whole family went to the studio to take family photos together. I thought the photos should be good, but when I saw the photos, he almost tore the photos. He had arguing with his parents about this and hadn't been home for two days...

He seemed to have been thinking a little far away, and he retracted his thoughts and looked at Gu Fei.

"You are pretty," said Gu Fei. "If you don't mind, I want to keep it. I took a lot of photos of my classmates, all of which were kept."

Gu Fei gave this step very timely, Jiang Cheng hesitated for two seconds: "Why are you taking so many portraits?"

"It's fun." Gu Fei said.

"...Oh," Jiang Cheng nodded. He admired Gu Fei's skill that perfectly made the chat unable to continue every time, "photography enthusiast."

"I'll add you a friend later," Gu Fei took out his cell phone, "Have you processed the photo and sent you a copy?"

Jiang Cheng really wanted to refuse, I don’t care about this thing.

But when he opened his mouth, he nodded again: "Oh."

After that, I held the camera and didn't know what to do, Gu Fei didn't say anything, as if he was very accustomed to this silence embarrassment.

"Can I see other photos?" Jiang Cheng asked. He really couldn't connect Gu Fei with this awesome professional camera.

"Look." Gu Fei said.

Many of the photos are bridges and sunsets. It can be seen from the light that Gu Fei stayed here almost all afternoon, and took a lot of photos, including scenery, and people passing by the bridge.

Jiang Cheng doesn't know photography, but he can still tell whether a photo looks good or not.

Gu Fei's photos are taken professionally, with a warm atmosphere in the composition and tones. If it weren't for others standing in this place now, blowing the old north wind, just looking at the photos would be as comfortable as sitting on the radiator and basking in the sun.

If you look forward, the photo should not be today.

Many of the shots were street scenes.

Trees and old houses, snow piles and stray dogs, fallen leaves and the feet of pedestrians passing by...things that are so ordinary that they can see every day but turn a blind eye to them.

Just when he thought that such a photo should be Gu Fei's photo style, a backlit photo of Gu Miao bent down and grabbed the skateboard and jumped through the air in the bright sunlight made him unable to help but say "ah".

"Huh?" Gu Fei was lying on the bridge railing and smoking. He turned his head when he heard his movements.

"This picture really feels. Gu Miao is so handsome," Jiang Cheng turned the photo to Gu Fei, "Little Pan."

Gu Fei smiled: "It was captured, she flew more than a dozen times before she released this one."

Jiang Cheng stared at him for a few more glances. Gu Fei is not easy to summarize. He usually looks like a terminator of the topic of Feixian from the Away, but when he is with Gu Miao, or when he mentions Gu Miao, he will look very gentle.

Very kind.

Jiang Cheng remembered Gu Miao's wool hat.

Brother Ci's mid-line...

There is actually a soundtrack in this scene.

wakeup,wakeupandmakelove...

But the soundtrack seems a bit inappropriate.

"Your cell phone rang," Gu Fei said.

"Oh." Jiang Cheng handed the camera back to him, took out his cell phone with a little embarrassed, wakeup...

"Chencheng?" The sound of Li Baoguo's explosion came from there.

"What are you calling me?" Jiang Cheng got goosebumps one after another.

Gu Fei probably heard it. Although he quickly turned his head away, Jiang Cheng still saw a smile on his side face.

day.

"You're almost home, right?" Li Baoguo said, "Come back soon, your brothers and sisters are back, waiting for you to have a meal!"

"Oh," Jiang Cheng suddenly felt depressed. Not only did his plan to eat dumplings fail, but he was also brought back to reality again and had to face the few people who were almost impossible to have intersections in their lives but now they have become family members. He couldn't even move his legs, "I understand."

"Do you want to go back?" Gu Fei asked after putting away the camera.

"Yes." Jiang Cheng responded.

"Let's go home together, I'll go home too." Gu Fei said.

"Driving?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"...I've come here." Gu Fei glanced at him.

"Oh." Jiang Cheng turned around and walked back.

As soon as the sun sets, the temperature drops sharply, and they walk back all the way back against the old north wind.

After walking for a while, his body was a little less frozen. Jiang Cheng turned his head and looked at Gu Fei: "Do you know Li Baoguo?"

"Everyone on those streets knows each other," Gu Fei said. "Grandpa, grandparent, uncle, aunt, brother and sister... are all old neighbors."

"Oh, then... how are others?" Jiang Cheng asked.

Gu Fei pulled his hat and turned his face: "Who is he you?"

Jiang Cheng didn't know what to say, so he put on the mask on his chin and covered most of his face before he felt a little relaxed.

"I... my dear father." He said.

"Hmm?" Gu Feiting raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, "Dad? Li Baoguo has two sons? But after saying this, you look a bit like Li Hui."

"I don't know," Jiang Cheng said irritably, "Anyway, that's what I told me... I'll ask you how others are, can you answer directly?"

"Senior gambler," Gu Fei answered very simply this time, "Level 10 Drunkard."

Jiang Cheng's steps paused.

"Do you still listen?" Gu Fei asked.

"What else?" Jiang Cheng sighed softly.

"Domestic violence, I beat my wife away," Gu Fei thought for a while, "That's all the main thing."

"This is enough," Jiang Cheng frowned, but hesitated for a moment and stared at Gu Fei again, "Are these trustworthy?"

"Do you think it's unreliable?" Gu Fei smiled.

"These rumors are a bit..." Before Jiang Cheng finished speaking, he even said that you killed your biological father, but he couldn't say this. No matter what the inside story was, it was the fact that Gu Fei's father died.

"These are not rumors," said Gu Fei. "You go home every day, don't you know if he plays cards."
To be continued...