Frederick Fu raised his hand to cover the place where Henry Jiang had knocked on him, pressed his head, and asked Henry Jiang, “What do you think of the story I just told?”
Henry Jiang shook his head, and said to Frederick Fu indifferently, “Not very good.”
“Is it really not so good?” Frederick Fu tilted his head and stared at Henry Jiang for a while, and said, “I think it’s interesting to be a man from Northeast China, a Taiwanese from Taiwan, and a trip like flying dogs. Yes, I saw you smiling when I said just now. Think about a Northeast big brother–”
Henry Jiang suddenly leaned forward and k!ssed Frederick Fu’s lips. Frederick Fu’s voice stopped disappearing. He held his breath. There was no one around, and the sky was empty. He reached out and hugged Henry Jiang as the breeze passed by. The water was rippled, and Tashi Island in the middle of the lake seemed to be asleep.
Soon, the k!ss was over, like a dragonfly, Frederick Fu grabbed Henry Jiang’s arm and sat down on the spot, looking at the small island in the center of the lake. Henry Jiang asked him, “I’m going to see the island. see?”
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