Break that sportsman

Although Chu Ziyang said he was used to being disappointed a long time ago, the cruel fact still pulled him into a low mood. He even wanted to escape from Wei Ninghe. Because of this mood, he had not spoken to Wei Ninghe for two hours.

Wei Ninghe looked at the man lying aside with some strangeness, competing with Er Pang to see who could be more boring. He didn't want to say that he was actually a little unhappy now. What was the specific reason for his unhappiness? It seemed that Chu Ziyang would rather spend time with a fat cat. He had no intention of doing anything with him, and it seemed that he was just simply unhappy, just like people always find things unpleasant to their eyes. He wanted to throw Er Pang outside into the snow, completely forgetting that he had been there before. How to gently call people "meow".

Just when Wei Ninghe threw the man and the cat into the snow and rolled into a big snowball in his mind, Grandma Wei came in quietly after her nap. When she came in, she suddenly saw Wei Ninghe sitting and Chu Ziyang shaking her legs. He was also startled: "Oh, why are you so quiet when you haven't slept? It scared me to death."

Wei Ninghe shrugged helplessly, thinking: It's not all because Chu Ziyang didn't speak. He thought this in his heart, but said: "What do you want?"

"Why can't I come and have a few words with you?" Grandma Wei pretended to be angry and rolled her eyes, then sat on a chair in the room and chatted with him: "Is there anything wrong with coming back early this time? "

Wei Ninghe leaned against the quilt at the end of the kang and replied boredly: "What can I do for you? I'll bring him back to play. I'll go back in two days."

"Oh." Grandma Wei blinked and asked, "How was your score in the final exam this time?"

“That’s it, you can’t find it in the front, and you can’t find it in the middle either.”

"So, how did the politics test go?"

"Barely passed." Wei Ninghe became more and more confused as his grandma asked him more questions. You must know that although grandma would ask about his grades before, she never got to the bottom of it like this. She always told him to eat well, have fun, and pay attention to his health. He frowned and looked at grandma, and asked doubtfully: "No, grandma, what exactly do you want to ask?"

Grandma Wei no longer pretended to be stupid, she just cleared her throat and asked nervously: "Tell grandma, you haven't joined any evil cult, right?"

"Ah?" Wei Ninghe couldn't see clearly what was going on. To describe him as confused would be an understatement, "Why should I join that thing? I'm not afraid that my father and mother will beat me to death."

Grandma Wei didn't seem to believe it, and said dubiously: "Then you asked me before what to do if someone is possessed by evil spirits. Would a highly educated high school student think of this?"

"It's unjust." Wei Ninghe finally understood after hearing this. This was the time when Chu Ziyang had gastroenteritis. He glanced at it and sat up because Grandma Wei was here, but still didn't look at himself. Chu Ziyang sighed, gestured in his direction with his chin and replied helplessly: "At that time, he was fine, but suddenly he was lying on the table with a pale face. He was still weak when talking. I didn't scare him to death. Then I suddenly thought of what you told me during the summer vacation that my uncle Wang’s grandson was possessed by an evil spirit. I thought you were the only one who knew that, so I called you to ask. You didn’t even know that my hands were all wet when I called you. He was trembling, so it’s still your fault.”

Chu Ziyang, who was suddenly mentioned, looked with some surprise at Wei Ninghe, who had his hands spread out to show that he was innocent. It turned out that the person who was busy taking care of him at that time had such an unknown story behind him? His depressed mood was soothed by this sudden warmth, and he felt that he was finally not so depressed.

Grandma Wei, who was slapped down and blamed, was not angry, but also very comfortable, "I just said that my grandson is not that kind of person." She breathed a sigh of relief. Before, she did not dare to ask for fear of disturbing Wei Ninghe, so she kept The worry she was holding finally relaxed, and she smiled so hard that she couldn't even see her face. The problem was finally solved, and she could finally talk to Wei Ninghe and the others seriously, "So what happened to Ziyang at that time?" she asked Chu Ziyang. asked.

Chu Ziyang never knew before that he was a person who could regain full blood after giving some sugar dregs. He snickered in his heart while covering up the sweetness, and replied with a serious face: "It's just acute gastroenteritis, nothing serious. ." Although Wei Ninghe may have expressed concern for himself because of guilt or something, but what does it matter? Now he has a pink filter for Wei Ninghe. Because he likes it, Wei Ninghe's every move is in his eyes. Some special meaning.

After Grandma Wei got the answer she wanted, she just chatted for a few words and then walked out of their house, leaving Wei Ninghe and Chu Ziyang alone again.

Chu Ziyang, who was resurrected with full blood, glanced at Wei Ninghe, who was a little depressed, and came to his side as usual, first pinched the back of his neck, and then said: "What's wrong?"

Wei Ninghe, who was pleased by Chu Ziyang's actions but didn't notice it, only glanced at him lightly, and then replied: "Nothing."

"Oh." Chu Ziyang tried to squeeze Wei Ninghe's shoulder and asked tentatively: "Do you want a massage?"

Wei Ninghe lay on the kang, relaxed and enjoyed his service, and replied lazily: "I feel comfortable serving you, and you will be rewarded."

"Got it."

Because Wei Ninghe always complained about neck pain while sleeping in class, Chu Ziyang specially learned shoulder and neck massage techniques, and would give Wei Ninghe massages during class breaks in exchange for someone's coquettishness or other benefits.

Under Chu Ziyang's hard service, Wei Ninghe felt extremely comfortable. His future girlfriend would be lucky. He thought so, but his heart was blocked. It would be better if Chu Ziyang didn't find a girlfriend, maybe. Because it was so comfortable, he said whatever he thought: "Don't look for a girlfriend in the future."

"Huh?" Chu Ziyang's hand on his back paused, and he asked as if he didn't care, "Why?"

Wei Ninghe, who buried his face in the mattress, opened and closed his mouth not knowing what to say. The moment those words came out of his mouth, he was frightened out of his dazed mind. At this time, he had no idea what to say to save himself. He could only smile dryly, and then hesitantly said: "You are so good at your craftsmanship. If you find a girlfriend and then want to change to another, it will not be easy to break up." After all, it is easy to make people reluctant to let go.

Chu Ziyang, who had been tempered for a long time, was not unhappy when he knew that his expectations were in vain again, but his subordinates secretly increased their intensity, causing Wei Ninghe to scream.

When the snow outside was getting smaller and smaller, Wei Ninghe was pulled by Chu Ziyang to sit up tremblingly with sweat on his head. He looked at the silver-covered world outside and suddenly became interested. He grabbed Chu Ziyang and said, "Do you want to set off fireworks?"

Chu Ziyang, who usually relied on him, didn't care that it was daytime and nodded without thinking, "Okay."

"Put on your shoes, let's go." After receiving the reply, Wei Ninghe changed his previous weak demeanor and rushed to the kang in a state of high spirits while putting on his shoes.

"Slower."

The two quickly put on their shoes and went out. Wei Ninghe said hello to his grandparents and went straight to the carport. Chu Ziyang watched him push out a two-wheeled battery cart and asked with some confusion: "Aren't you setting off fireworks? What are you doing with the cart?" Well?"

"Go buy some fireworks. If you don't buy them, where can I set them off for you?" Wei Ninghe sat astride the battery car and urged, "Come on, I'll take you for a ride in a convertible."

Chu Ziyang smiled with his lips raised, patted the snowflakes on the seat behind him with his hand, sat down firmly and said: "The road is slippery, be careful."

"I'll do things, don't worry."

The two of them arrived at the canteen without any friction along the way. Chu Ziyang looked at the small but well-equipped room and couldn't help but become interested in the various five-cent foods.

The aunt at the canteen saw him curiously looking here and there, and couldn't help asking with a smile: "If you want to eat anything, just take it yourself." After she finished speaking, she turned to Wei Ninghe and said, "Ninghe is here again. Grandma’s home.”

Wei Ninghe also smiled and exchanged greetings with her. After Chu Ziyang picked out the items, he pressed Chu Ziyang's hand that was about to take out his phone and settled the bill neatly.

"Let's go, Auntie." He said and dragged Chu Ziyang out of the door. He put the things in the basket of the car and told Chu Ziyang: "You can only taste those snacks, don't eat more. Do you understand?"

"Why?" Chu Ziyang sat in the back seat and asked, looking at Wei Ninghe's straight back.

"You are like a glass man. What if you eat too much and develop a problem?"

"Will not."

"Shut up. If I say no, I won't."

Although Chu Ziyang was bullied by Wei Ninghe, he was still very happy. Before he could raise his lips, he heard a fierce cry from the side: "Woof, woof, woof!"

"Fuck!" After Wei Ninghe cursed, he turned the accelerator to the bottom regardless of the snowy road, "Why the fuck is this damn dog still here!"

When Chu Ziyang suddenly heard Wei Ninghe's words amidst the dog barking that was getting closer and closer, he felt suddenly nervous. He pinched the corner of Wei Ninghe's clothes and asked, "What's wrong?"

Before Wei Ninghe could answer, a four-eyed yellow dog with black hair on its back and a white line on its forehead suddenly jumped out. The dog opened its mouth wide and tried to bite something while chasing the battery car that was struggling to move forward in the snow.

Chu Ziyang was frightened by it. He held Wei Ninghe's waist with both hands and raised his feet high. He shouted loudly: "Wei Ninghe, hurry up!"

"I'm almost here!" Wei Ninghe's roar was extremely weak compared to the barking of the dog. He braved the cold wind and cursed angrily: "Damn dead dog, ahhhh!"

Chu Ziyang, who was usually very calm no matter what happened, had no demeanor at this time. He buried his head behind Wei Ninghe and shouted loudly along with Wei Ninghe. He felt that he was extremely pitiful. He was chased and bitten by a goose in the morning, and was chased and bitten by a mad dog in the afternoon. What about the evening? What are you going to get bitten at night?

Just when Chu Ziyang was barking loudly and thinking wildly, the battery car drove out of the corner of the street. He felt the barking behind him was weaker, so he secretly turned around and found that the dog was really just standing there. When he didn't catch up, he breathed a heavy sigh of relief and said as if he was surviving a disaster: "I was scared to death."

Wei Ninghe, who was also relieved, stretched out his hand and patted his head, which was still leaning on her back, as if to comfort him, and said, "It's okay. You'll get used to being chased a few more times."

Chu Ziyang was immediately amused by him. He secretly stuffed his hands that were cold from the wind into Wei Ninghe's pocket and asked, "From your tone, do you think you are being chased a lot?"

"Hmph." Wei Ninghe didn't seem to notice his little actions, and only replied dissatisfied: "Every time I come to buy something at night, it will definitely come out and chase and bite me like a madman. This time it is even crazier. It's not dark yet. Then he came out and ran wild."

Chu Ziyang, who felt that everything was dangerous after only one experience, frowned dissatisfied. You must know that the dog almost bit him several times. It was not a joke at all. Wei Ninghe was really not bitten before. runs fast. "Then does its owner know?"

"It screamed and ran out of the yard. Do you think its family knew about it?"

"Aren't you afraid of biting someone else? Why not tie it up?"

Wei Ninghe shrugged and replied, "Who knows, be proud of it. After all, it's not easy to finally have something that can scream and move at home."