nice to drive

He Qing swears that he took the Chengdu subway once recently.

After I had the idea of ​​taking the subway at the Poly Maserati Center that time, I kept poking around, and finally found the opportunity when I was going to the north of the city to do business during peak hours.

The viaduct was blocked that day, so he simply took the subway to Sima Bridge at the south gate.

Today is the second time.

There is a lot of money in the account, but it was all stopped by his father, and his own personal card is only about a hundred thousand, and he invested in a car beauty center with Lanzhou, commonly known as a car wash shop.

It's not that He Qing is short of money, it's just that he slept last night and thought about how to save some money in the future. After all, he really doesn't know that the smokeless war between him and his father will last until how long.

You can give up anything, you don't need the car, you don't need the money.

However, should and will not.

These days, I should go to work or go to work, but my father sent people to watch my actions, and the congratulations are quite indifferent, but it is still more restrained than before. I only met with Ying and Jiang once in two or three days, and it was like a different place. love like.

Ying and Jiangyi asked if they were busy recently, He Qing just nodded, and then sent location and photos, telling him that he was really busy.

As a result, as soon as I got on the subway today, I almost sat on it. Not to mention, he was about 1.8 meters tall and stood among a group of uncles and aunts. A pair of white sneakers was stepped on for some reason, and he was carrying a Balenciaga bag on his back. , all squeezed flat.

He Qing didn't feel distressed, but felt that it was quite crowded and crowded, and it was quite interesting. There were a few high school students who were memorizing texts on the subway standing behind, looking at him while reciting ancient poems.

As soon as I got out of the subway station, it was a coincidence that the cold spring continued, and Chengdu, where the weather was about to start getting warmer, began to rain continuously.

The rain was still a little heavy, and his white sneakers, which had already been stepped on dirty shoes, got a little wet.

He Qing stood alone at the subway entrance of the South Railway Station, as if dumbfounded, not knowing what to do for a while.

It is estimated that the brain is flooded, and I came to take the subway...

Forget it.

At this time, He Qing saw that Ying Yujiang had sent a WeChat message.

Pangu Famous Car Museum: It’s raining, remember to bring an umbrella.

He Qing was suffocated, and his heart was hot. Usually, he was almost ready to go to work at this time, but today Ying and Jiang didn't know that he left half an hour earlier to take the subway.

He thought for a while, and quickly sent a message back.

Bu Jiabei: That's my lovesickness turning into rain, drenching you into a drenched chicken.

Pangu Famous Car Museum: Well, that’s why I didn’t bring it.

Pangu Famous Car Museum: Where are you now? I'll send it to you.

His hand holding the mobile phone was about to be shaken, I'm stupid, don't, don't, don't...

No Gabe: Bring it with you! ! !

Pangu Famous Car Museum: Shoot for me.

Now He Qing stood alone at the entrance of the subway and panicked. She jumped up and down. The subway entrance is remote. After waiting for a while, no passerby with an umbrella came out. continent.

Lan Zhou hadn't woken up yet. Hearing He Qing's fiery tone, he almost couldn't catch his breath: "Fuck, what are you doing, He Qing, playing with the fairy descending to earth? You even ran to take the subway! You As for it!"

He Qing looked up at the sky, and also felt a little short of breath: "Is it okay to experience life? Damn, hurry up, pick up the umbrella at hand, and take a picture of me..."

Lanzhou is also a bit of a temper, so he simply lifted the quilt and sat up directly, holding the phone and began to scold others: "What kind of love are you talking about, is it crossing robbery? Uncle He didn't strike you to death one day. It's me, I'll split your ass in two with a machete!"

Being pressured by such a meal, He Qing felt that everything she said was true, but she still wanted to save some face, so she replied in a daze, "You have a fucking ass?"

Lanzhou over there was going to be dizzy from his anger, sighed helplessly, got up and put on his clothes while looking for an umbrella, raised his legs and walked to the bathroom: "You stand, that idiot Fengtang is close to you, I'll let him pick him up you."

He Qing quickly said: "Farewell, farewell, my dad is very sensitive when he sees Fengtang now, he even sent someone to follow me..."

So, after receiving the umbrella photo, Ying and Jiang stopped the car at a corner not far from the Jiabei Group, and watched He Qing hurriedly get off a green taxi with his head on his head. The rainwater went to the Jiabei Group.

The security guard standing guard at the gate saw He Qing coming in the rain from afar, and quickly took a big black umbrella from the guard room, ran out to protect He Qing and went in.

This morning, I was supposed to come to the vicinity of Jiabei to see if He Qing could take the time to meet up, and it would only take a few minutes, but I didn't expect to see this scene.

Ying Yujiang lowered his eyes in doubt, pursed his lower lip, put the forward gear on, and drove his low-key Maybach S-class to the Pangu garage.

After that day, Ying and Jiang didn't take off He Qing's umbrella, but secretly came to the vicinity of Jiabei Group several times, but he didn't see He Qing driving, either by taxi or Lanzhou in a Range Rover.

On the face of it, He Qingming still eats and drinks what he should eat and drink every day, but he stays at the company every day until he comes home late, staggers the time when his father is awake, leaves early in the morning, and runs when he is free The noodle shop near the community served two liang of homemade dumplings for his parents, but he didn't let his aunt at home make them.

He Dingli knew that his son was acting in front of him, so he didn't express his opinion.

After taking a taxi and Lanzhou's car for almost a week, He Qing felt that it was not very good and inconvenient. Guan Lanzhou asked for a compact car from Lanzhou's company, and it was a manual transmission. I tried it. I completely forgot how to drive the manual transmission, and found an open space to practice for a long time.

He has never driven this kind of car before, and sometimes he would slip back when driving uphill, which is too exciting.

This morning, he heard from the project team of Jiabei Group that Mr. He has taken a new project, and he is in charge of the booth of some company at the Chengdu Auto Show at the end of this year. In a few days, he will have to hold an industry banquet and invite a lot of Chengdu cars. Reputable figures in the industry came to help out...

He Qing really didn't know whether his father's gourd sold poison or what kind of medicine, so he had to guess, and asked someone to inquire, and finally settled down. Pangu didn't have much influence in the past half a month, but it is estimated that his father's next A round of action will start next month.

But when He Dingli negotiated terms with him, he never said that he would threaten Ying and Jiang in his career.

In Beijing, it may not be long before Ying's family will get wind of it, but definitely not now.

He Qing still knows his father better. His father feels ashamed, and it is impossible to explain this matter clearly. He has to do it according to their own methods. These are not the two juniors he and Ying and Jiang can intervene. that's it.

Just when he was dying every day, the drive-in theater he had voted for before was completed.

He Qing made an appointment with Ying and Jiang to buy a ticket, thinking that he would go to Shenxianshu Xinyuan Avenue at five o'clock next, so he didn't care if anyone was following him, driving the small car, and was about to stop On the side of the road near your home, you should come and pick you up when you get home.

This silver-white car slowly drove into an intersection near my home. It was around three or four in the afternoon. It was close to the third ring road. There were not many vehicles, and it happened to be a blind spot for monitoring. He Qing looked at the road conditions for a long time and felt nothing. Big problem, a dozen plates, ready for a real U-turn.

He hadn't pressed the accelerator to the bottom yet, just shifted to second gear and was about to drive into the slow lane and leaned against the side of the road, when he saw a gigantic George Patton approaching in front of him.

Those four dome lights blinded people's eyes, and the air intake grille in front was extremely domineering. It stopped sideways in front of his silver car, just like a shrimp soldier and crab general meeting the Dragon King's third prince in the deep sea dragon palace. I'm afraid it has 99 pincers. Not enough gestures.

There was a "buzz" in He Qing's mind, damn it, isn't this the fucking answer!

Before he could see the license plate number, he saw the car door open. Ying Yujiang got off wearing a pair of lace-up military boots, his trousers tucked up a little above the top of the boots, and a thin long black coat. His hair was cut a little, looking fierce On the ground, the cigarette in his mouth had just been snuffed out, and he came over and knocked on his car window.

"He Qing, get out of the car."

Bang Bang Bang, three times.

He Qing was so fucking afraid to move, it was like an execution scene.

Seeing that he was sitting and did not respond, Ying Yujiang stretched out his hand to pull his car door, but He Qing pressed it suddenly and locked the car door.

Hold.

The man who was left hanging outside the car was speechless, his serious expression slowed down a bit, he bent over, and through the car window, he said in a coaxing tone, "Baby, come down."

They should have arrived near He Qing's house half an hour earlier, but they didn't know that He Qing drove such a small car.

The point is that when he noticed that the car was making an illegal U-turn on a solid line, he saw the side face of the man in the driver's seat, and his heart skipped a beat. Then he saw the movement of the dish, the coquettish movement of the car, and he was basically sure. This car is driven by He Qing.

The silver-white 10,000+ yuan car, the taxi at the gate of Gabei, the shuttle to and from Lanzhou, the McLaren, Lamborghini, and even the Maserati and Audi that have not seen each other for almost half a month are gone. In an instant, Ying and Jiang came to a conclusion in their minds.

He Qing's car is gone.

If he really caught He Qing today, he was forced to stop on the side of the road and blocked in the driver's seat. Seeing his innocent eyes blinking, there is really no way to punish him on the spot.

For more than half a month, He Qing had avoided seeing him, and absolutely kept something from him.

As soon as He Qing heard the phrase "baby", her ears softened, and she put down the window of the car for nothing.

Ying and Jiang just lay on the car window, pinched He Qing's face with fingers smelling of tobacco, and gritted their teeth: "Where's your car?"

He Qing shrank her neck, suddenly felt very shameless, mustered up the courage to look directly at Ying Yujiang's eyes, a pair of peach blossom eyes were filled with stubborn words: "I'm at home, I'm really fucking used to it." In order to live a life of rich clothes and good food, I want to experience the rapids and bravery at the grassroots level..."

I'm really not in the mood to hear that He Qing is poor here, so Ying and Jiang made a gesture to reach in and open the door lock, and said coldly: "I'll give you five seconds to explain the cause and effect, or I'll take you out of here and put you on the street. , you choose yourself."

He Qing really opened her eyes and thought for a while, and finally said seriously: "Can you hug me?"

Should and will: "..."

In the end, of course, He Qing came out on his own two feet, but when he went to the front to get on George Patton, Ying and General pushed him up, and followed Ying and General to make a five-chapter agreement: half an hour, in the car What to say when you think about it, talk after you think about it, don't force it, don't ask detailed questions, don't interrupt.

Don't ask in detail, of course, because He Qing thinks that people like Ying Yujiang have too much insight, and if he says something wrong, he will be caught talking about it, and when the time comes, what he makes up will be exposed.

When you are not allowed to interrupt after speaking, Ying and Jiang Huante nodded seriously, um, don't interrupt.

He Qing's face turned red, and she almost stuck a car key in her ear, what time is she playing hooligans!

When they arrived at the Shenxianshu International Drive-in Cinema, Ying Yujiang parked his car at the entrance of the cinema.

He was turning the car key in his hand, and he was clasping a small silver ring. He Qing's finger was hooked to the other end, holding the car key through the car key, leading He Qing into the venue.

At this moment, He Qing doesn't care if anyone sees him, she follows obediently, she is dressed in sportswear, she looks like a student, but Gu Panjian still looks arrogant, and there are one or two people who pushed down the car windows to see him, all of them were caught. Ying Yujiang stared back with a cold face.

Ying Yujiang parked the big Mercedes-Benz G in a good place, seeing He Qing scolding from the bottom of his heart, this man didn't know he drove this place, he even drove here in advance to occupy a space, and drove another car It's easy to pick him up.

The two of them had just got into the car and sat down. At seven o'clock, it was already dark, and the movie started. Because of time constraints, I only bought one American romance movie, about childhood sweethearts, about romance and innocence. This is the beginning of a scene. I can see that He Qing is sleepy.

How can there be a drive-in theater that shows this kind of film, buy a ticket to sleep?

I have to talk to the management later about what happened.

Ying Yujiang was so fierce today that he kept his face stern and didn't say anything. While watching a movie, he turned his face to look at him from time to time. There were four words written all over his face: Be honest.

He just told a lie and didn't finish half a sentence, Ying Yujiang frowned and pinched his chin, telling him to think clearly before speaking.

He Qing really doesn't know how to speak, let him tell Ying Yujiang personally, our affair was discovered, my dad wants me to break up with you, otherwise I will cut off my money, take my car, and cut off my head ...

He was really scared, afraid that he would really nod, that's fine, we broke up.

He Qing hesitated, but before she could speak, Ying and Jiang said abruptly: "Your father knows."

I rely on.

As soon as He Qing turned his head, he saw Ying Yujiang's side face, which looked very beautiful in the dark, and the yellowish tone of the movie slanted in through the windshield, covering his face, from the full forehead , to the high bridge of the nose, the tip of the nose, the sharp chin, the aperture circles the Adam's apple all the way down to the collarbone below the neck...

The contours of the facial features are all integrated into the heart.

Seeing the well-curved Adam's apple rolling up and down, He Qing had mixed feelings in his heart, and thousands of emotions rushed into his heart, but he just let out a "hmm" in a daze.

Ying Yujiang's expression now is wonderful, the coldness in his eyes seems to freeze He Qing to death: "Why didn't you tell me the truth for so many days?"

It was rare for He Qing to confront him head-on: "I can handle it myself."

Ying and Jiang sneered: "What's your solution? Take a taxi, eat boxed lunches, go to work every day, the car is gone, and you have to carry it? I said I came to you on the night of the 12th, but you said you were busy. What happened? You are in your company, you stay alone until 30:[-], the lights in the whole building are turned off, and then you tell me, you take a hot shower at home."

He was in a hurry, and sat up with his hands on the back of the chair: "You are watching me downstairs?"

"Can I fucking stop looking at you?"

Ying Yujiang took a breath, frowned tightly, stared straight at the figure on the big screen, and continued: "You have a secret, I'm afraid that I'm forcing you to make you feel bad, and I'm afraid you won't feel bad."

He Qing stared: "Afraid that I won't feel uncomfortable?"

Ying Yu clenched his hands into fists, his eyes darkened a little, and he said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid you won't see me very much for so many days, so I don't feel bad."

"You...I...I rely on..."

With Ying Yujiang's words, He Qing was completely flustered. He didn't dare to see Ying Yujiang for the past few days, and he only thought about himself. There are so many thoughts in my mind...

Ying Yujiang closed his eyes, thought about He Qing's stupid situation these days, and didn't think about Pangu's affairs, but said in a low voice: "I can accept whatever Uncle wants, but I can't make you suffer." .”

After hearing this sentence, He Qing was about to jump: "This is a fucking matter between two people, not you alone. If you can carry the burden, why can't I?"

Ying Yujiang reached out and touched He Qing's slightly red ears, and said in a hoarse voice, "That's not the case."

"I'm keeping this from you, I just don't want you to take care of it..."

Suppressing the sigh in his throat, Ying and Jiang didn't want to hear what He Qing's next sentence was, and didn't want to hear it. He just took a deep breath, reached out to the co-pilot, grabbed He Qing and put it on his lap Pull your hand this way.

He Qing had no choice but to move her buttocks and sat a little to the side, and almost sat on the center console without her buttocks.

Trying to observe Ying Yujiang's expression, He Qing said calmly: "You have something to say, don't you? You can live a good life by speaking well..."

"Let's watch the film, don't talk about it."

In the next second, Ying and Jiang lowered their eyes and held He Qing's hand.

Fold your palms together, and clasp them again.

The hands of the two people were just so tightly held.

The congratulations are going to blow up, what time is this, this person is really in the mood to watch romance movies.

Before he had time to sit upright and look up at the big hanging movie screen, he heard a line from the movie, floating in his ears.

"For me, even a small step away from you is going astray."

People of the older generation think that the two of them are together, it's a detour, but in fact, that's not the case at all.

This line is what He Qing wanted to say.

He looked at Ying and Jiang again, still so cool, staring at the front tightly, but holding his hand a little harder.

It's that reassuring force.

It's the kind of strength that makes people want to follow him and walk a long way.

Congratulations suddenly thought of a sentence posted by a friend in Moments, a Japanese haiku poet.

I know this world is as short as dew.

However, however.

(I wish my little sisters a happy holiday and eat the sweetest apples!

At the request of the general public, I performed a show of planting a Christmas tree with bare hands and digging a hole to bury myself...)