nice to drive

After He Qing had a car accident on the Second Ring Road at the beginning of May, she made excuses with her family and rested at home for two weeks before going to work. Ying and Jiang forced her to change her car to a George Patton that was particularly durable.

The car was so majestic to drive, but He Qing had to park far away from the company every time, and then got out of the car and walked there.

The goal is too big, if his father keeps an eye on him, he will be imprisoned for another week.

For this reason, he should put the folded mountain bike back on the back seat.

As soon as dinner mentioned this matter, He Qing picked up a large piece of hairy belly on the ice and threw it into the half of the buttery red pot in front of him, holding wooden chopsticks to rinse in it, saying that it is popular to ride Mobike now Woolen cloth.

With his head buried next to him, he was scrambling eggs and fried rice. Ying Xiao Er, who was still tall, lifted his head, dipped a piece of fat beef in the oil dish, and blinked: "ofo is better to ride!"

Ying Yujiang picked up the unremoved chopsticks from the nearby bowl and chopsticks and hit his younger brother on the head: "Eat your meal."

The heat steaming from the pot filled He Qing's face, and he tapped the dining table with his fingers, and put the duck intestines from the truffle soup pot into the bowl, and turned his face to Ying Xiao who was next to him. The second said: "You, if you didn't cut me, your brother's George Patton is still yours."

Originally, a mouthful of broccoli was eaten well, but Ying Xiaoer was almost choked to death when he heard this. After coughing for a while, He Qing reached out to give him a hand...

The soup base in the mandarin duck pot was bubbling and bubbling. Ying Xiaoer looked at the circles of bubbles, and thought of the eyes of his little Porsche for no reason. They were like frogs, and they got a little tired after looking at them for a long time. In the afternoon, he asked his brother if he could change it, but he was rejected.

The reason is that at the time of the car inspection at the end of the year, the original one has to be dismantled, which is troublesome.

Then why didn't you find it troublesome when you loaded He Qing's car? Ying Xiaoer slandered, she didn't dare to say this sentence, so she had to force herself to digest it.

His car skills are bad, and his brother loves him a lot when he gets a Porsche 911, but this is a real grocery shopping car, with a small body and easy parking. It can go anywhere in the streets and alleys. It can survive with a single step on the accelerator.

Ying Xiaoer swallowed his food, took a few mouthfuls of Coca-Cola, hiccupped, and smiled at General Ying Yu who brought food for congratulations, "Brother, can you give me the whole shelf? There is no place to put sundries, drinks have been spilled several times..."

Ying and Jiang looked up at him upon hearing this, frowned and said, "Did you spill your drink in the car?"

In fact, he just thinks that his younger brother is a bit sloppy. Such a good car spills drinks in it. According to a kid like him, this is not to revitalize the car wash industry in Chengdu.

He Qing interjected meanly at the side: "It's over, I should fill your car with water!"

"Depend on……"

When the word came out, Ying Xiaoer's heart skipped a beat, he forcibly suppressed the rest of the words so that his brother didn't hear him, and whispered, "You're making fun of me in a different way..."

At the end of the meal, Ying Xiaoer was almost exhausted. He was sitting upright holding a bowl and waiting for his brother to pick up the last piece of lotus root in the white soup pot. As soon as Ying Yu put the chopsticks in, he picked it up and stuffed it with congratulations It's in the bowl.

He Qing took a bite and didn't pay much attention to it. When she looked up, she saw Ying Xiaoer covering her face, and she almost burst out laughing. She ordered some lotus root slices to eat hot, and asked him while ordering: "Think of it this way...you are his younger brother, and I am his object, right?"

Ying Xiaoer stared at the floating slices of lotus root in the soup, nodded: "Yeah."

After congratulating you, put the plate on the table: "Ying Yujiang is your brother, right?"

Ying Xiaoer nodded again: "Yeah!"

Picking up the dipping plate and adding some spicy millet, He Qing stirred the chopsticks: "Lanzhou, Fengtang and the others, you should also call me brother, right?"

Ying Xiaoer stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the ready-to-eat lotus root, mixed it in a bowl, picked it up, and took a bite: "Mmmm..."

He Qing glanced at Ying Yujiang who was eating with his head down, and said to Ying Xiaoer: "Brother, tell me, can I call them a date?"

Ying Xiaoer ate the lotus root, chewed it, his mood brightened, and he immediately said, "Damn it, of course it won't work!"

He Qing smiled, and gave him another piece: "That's right, so you can have many brothers, but your brother only has me."

Ying Xiaoer was blocked by his sister-in-law again: "..."

Don't mind, where is this?

Ying Yujiang finished eating the rice in the bowl, he couldn't laugh or cry, he glanced at his desperate younger brother, smiled at He Qing: "Come on, don't tease him."

Ying Xiaoer's face is about to fall with two noodle-wide tears, can this family stay?

……

This is half a step into the summer, and the end of May in Chengdu is still like a stove. Every morning, the sun is shining brightly in the sky. He Qing went out of the Jiabei Group with the key to pick up a bicycle, and rode all the way to the city under the sun. By the side of the car, when I touched the door handle, I almost cried out because it was so hot.

This year seems to be hotter than last year, and it is estimated that the air conditioner will have to be turned on by the end of the month.

Recently, Young Master He's life can be said to be full of internal and external troubles. He always saw Shan Jiang in the car wash shop opened by Fengfeng Tang. Not to mention, Ying and Jiang's father and Ying and Jiang's activities to find a wife have also begun. Two days later, I sent a photo of everyone's lady...

At that time, He Qing looked at the pictures of beautiful women on Ying Yujiang's WeChat every three days, her face turned green, and she counted a total of [-] pictures, all of them were big girls from the north, sexy and generous, and well-proportioned.

Clicking on them one by one, the high-definition original image, Congratulations was waiting to be loaded for a while, and after browsing it with a pale face, he asked Ying and Jiang: "Hey? Which one do you think is the most beautiful?"

Ying Yu didn't lift his eyelids, fanned him with a magazine beside him, and replied, "Isn't this just loaded now?"

He Qing understood, and felt quite at ease. She held her chin and thought, Ying Xiaoer was yelling in front of him some time ago, Brother, did Dad find you a sharp fruit?

He Qing poked her elbow and responded, "What is a sharp fruit?"

Putting down the magazine in his hand, Ying and Jiang saw that He Qing's face was not so red from the heat, and said: "If you are a woman, put it in Beijing City, it will be the best fruit."

He Qing blushed: "It's a must...don't spoil your Beijing dialect."

In the past few days, if he hadn't seen that Ying Xiaoer was going to take the college entrance examination next month, he would have cleaned up Shan Jiang and said goodbye. The point is that there is no reason to do it. If his father finds out, there is no reason for this.

He Qing found that there were a lot of things in the Wangjiang famous family's house, and it looked like they had been moved from Ying Yujiang's house before. .

Carrying a few bottles of unopened Langjiu up and weighed it up, He Qing felt strange, isn't it still new, it piled up in the study room, wouldn't it take up a lot of space to move it here?

In the early morning of the next day, before dawn, He Qing got up at five o'clock and went to the garage to drive the car to the house. She was wearing a thin coat and stood in the entrance garden to change her shoes. While tying the shoelaces, she shouted: "I Let's go first, see you at noon!"

After shouting, he still felt that something was missing, so he rushed to the bathroom and pulled Ying and General who were changing their bathrobes out of the steaming bathroom and kissed him, then ran to the door and went downstairs with the car keys in his pocket.

As soon as He Qing came home from the taxi, he entered the living room with only half a foot, and watched his father sitting in the living room, watching the morning news.

Me?It's six o'clock?Usually I don’t think Wangjiang Famous Gate is so far away from here...

He Qing nodded, and walked inside while taking off her shoes: "Dad, it's very early..."

He Dingli also nodded, put down the remote control panel in his hand, and asked calmly: "Where have you been? Are you looking for your boyfriend?"

"My Father……"

He Qing thumped and almost choked to death.

He really seldom lied at ordinary times, and his tongue felt like he was going to tie his tongue when he lied: "Isn't that the noodle stall at the door is not open?"

He Dingli frowned and said: "It's open, I just went to eat."

He Qing was almost completely defeated, she stared and said, "Huh?"

His father stood up and threw the remote control panel on the sofa with a particularly loud sound, as if his anger had calmed down again and again.

In the end, He Dingli looked extremely tired, pointed to the turning ladder, lowered his head and said, "He Qing, go, put your phone on the table and go back to the room. Don't even think about going out today."

He Qing stood in the living room with her eyes downcast for a while, then took out her phone and sent Ying Yujiang a WeChat message.

No Jiabei: Treat at home at noon, you arrange it yourself first!

He thought for a while, afraid of being suspicious, he added another expression.

No Gabe: [I'm about to cry/]

That should be fine.

Just after pressing send, his father suddenly stood up from the sofa: "My father will lock you up for a day, and I have to report to him?!"

He Qing quickly turned off the phone and threw it on the sofa, very calm: "Dad, I was wrong."

He Dingli sneered: "What are you wrong? Where are you wrong? You don't even know that you are wrong!"

This question is a bit confusing, He Qing is blocked by asking, he really doesn't know where he is wrong...

Is it wrong to fall in love, what's wrong with dating a man, it doesn't break the law and doesn't harm the society, but his father wants to beat mandarin ducks with a stick, let alone great, so he has to bear it with a knife?

It depends on whether it can be cut or not.

He Qing went back to the room and lay down on the bed, slept all morning, when his mother called at lunch, he went downstairs to eat a few mouthfuls and felt no appetite, so he went upstairs to sleep again.

Woke up at three or four o'clock, sat on the bed for a while, watching the sunlight coming in from the window, he was still a little dazed.

It's been almost half a year.

so fast.

He rolled over on the bed, remembering that at the very beginning, he was still lying on the bed every day thinking about how to clean up and deal with him. How come it has only been half a year, and he is so determined to have fun on the side of the pillow?

The present self, in his words and deeds, in his heart and eyes, has the shadow of should and will.

So fast, it's almost intrusive possession.

He Qing lay down and fell asleep for a while, woke up by the heat, sat up and looked for an electric fan, and suddenly remembered that there was an Apple computer in the room, an air one, a very small one, when did you buy it and hide it in the room I forgot everything.

He turned on the computer in a panic, and found that he had to log in to WeChat with his mobile phone for verification. He had a headache, so he had to log in to Tencent.

It's been a fucking long time since I've logged in, and my signature is still...

Damn, what's all this, bye bye bye bye, the next one will be better?

He Qing looked at the recent contact list and there was an unfamiliar number, isn't the avatar the symbol of Pan Gu?

God, didn't he see that?

He Qing silently changed the signature, and then sent a message to Ying Yujiang, saying that he wanted to use Tencent to chat today.

Ying and the general over there were probably also busy, and He Qing waited for half an hour, feeling dizzy with the computer in his arms, and waited until he said, let's go out for a walk at night, Xiaoer saved the sports car.

He Qing replied in seconds, no problem at all.

Ying and Jiangcai over there read the contract, wrote their names at the end of the page, handed the stack of papers to the high-end real estate agency manager in front of them, shook hands with her, and said, "Then I'll leave it to you."

"Mr. Ying, don't worry, your property is on the South Second Ring Road, and it's such a big jump, and there is a subway station next to it. We have also evaluated it, and 700 million is no problem..."

The manager laughed and pushed his glasses: "It's just that when a client comes to see the house, is it convenient for you..."

Ying and Jiang nodded: "It's convenient, everything has been moved, there is another place to live."

He took off the key of the old residence that was buckled on the car key, paused, and pressed it on the pile of contracts.

After getting into the car, Ying and Jiang took out their mobile phone and saw He Qing's personalized signature update prompt.

He looked at the prompt in the dialog box, clicked on it, and the first two items had been deleted, leaving only one sentence.

No goodbye, you are the best.

……

In the early morning, while his parents were asleep, at 12:30, He Qing really went downstairs quietly, holding a flashlight in his hand, ran to stand by the window of the living room, gently opened the French window leading to the garden, and moved the bench Come here and break the lock on the window from the inside.

He propped his hand against the window and studied the height.

Fortunately, it's summer, so I don't wear enough clothes, otherwise I would really have to restrict my movements in winter.

He Qing exerted force on her arm, fortunately she had long legs and long hands, she turned over at once, stepped on the stone outside the fence to find a place to stay, moved to the side, stepped on the edge of the stairs to enter the house, and made sure After that, he slowly approached there.

With a jump, the whole person landed steadily on the top step of the house. He Qing squatted at the door and gasped for a while. It was late at night, and the dew was heavy, and it was still a bit cold. It's so stuffy here, I didn't expect it to be so cold at night.

With 100 yuan on her body, He Qing ran out and took a taxi. When she arrived at the place where she and the general had made an appointment, she looked around and saw that small and exquisite Little Red Riding Hood 911 parked there.

He Qing was a little excited, it had been a long time since he had blown up the Yihuan street.

Seeing him running over, Ying Yujiang stretched out his arms and said that he was wearing too little, so he took out Ying Xiaoer's school uniform jacket from the back seat and put it on for He Qing.

That way, really like a high school kid.

Ying Yujiang looked He Qing up and down, noticed his legs, and asked, "Why is there mud on the bottom of the trousers?"

He Qing almost didn't jump up, pretending to be calm: "Ah, I fell when I went out, you know the one in our house..."

He suddenly stopped talking, feeling that with the ability to respond to the general, he would reveal his truth if he said a few more words.

Ying and General said "hmm" and said, "The steps at the door are quite steep."

While pressing the switch to ignite, He Qing slammed on the brakes and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, it's too steep..."

There are still a lot of cars on the first ring road. After the car accident, He Qing's speed was about ten yards slower than before, and she thought in her heart that this was Ying Xiaoer's car, so she was careful when getting off the bridge and at the next intersection.

He met a group of acquaintances who were driving around in Taikoo Li along the way. While waiting for the traffic light, the people on the side of a Ferrari still didn't recognize him. How would Master He drive this more than 100 million car?

At first, he wanted to make some jokes, but when he glanced at Ying and Jiang who also turned his face on the co-pilot, they both kept their mouths shut and said hello.

At this moment, the new traffic regulations require courtesy to pedestrians, and there are cars waiting on the crosswalk. He Qing really parked the car there, and complained while waiting: "Why are there so many people here in the early morning!"

Ying and Jiang said that they could leave soon, and He Qing said wait a little longer.

Ying Yujiang teased him next to him: "Did the six points be deducted for running a red light by mistake last time?"

He Qing said: "It's deducted! Take your book and buckle it!"

The cheated man on the co-pilot smiled helplessly, took out a cigarette and smoked it, bit the filter and said, "Okay, then if you make another one, I can almost send you back to Beijing."

He Qing exploded when he heard this: "You fucking want to go back to Beijing for a blind date?"

Shaking the cigarette ash out of the window, Ying Yujiang pushed down the red convertible soft top and said, "Don't eat it now, watch the road."

He Qing cursed in a low voice, her teeth itching with hatred, she really wanted to snatch this man's phone and delete all the uncle's dialog box and those girls' photos.

There is no convoy tonight, a Porsche is driving alone on the street, pressing the speed limit, taking the fast lane, and there are few cars in the early morning, so after a while, go down the first ring road, and drive all the way to the intersection of Tianxian Bridge On the edge of Jiangting, he stopped at the side of the road with the emergency lights on.

He Qing put the car in idle gear and parked the car on the side of the road, reached out to open the door, Ying Yu finished smoking the cigarette and left a cigarette butt that had been extinguished, and then got out of the car to throw the cigarette butt in the trash can next to him, and asked him: "What's wrong?"

As soon as he finished asking, he looked at He Qing and pointed to the road on the ground. There was a zebra crossing with a big red bottom and two hearts, one big and one small, in the middle. The two hearts were close to each other, and "ILOVEYOU" was written inside .

He Qing stood on the zebra crossing, and the car was parked on the side, with traffic lights above his head. He took out his mobile phone from Ying Yujiang's pocket and said to Ying Yujiang, "Shall I take a picture?"

"Photograph?"

Ying and Jiang were taken aback, since they fell in love with He Qing, they haven't really done these memorable things.

He noticed his mobile phone in He Qing's hand and asked, "Where's your mobile phone?"

He Qing immediately answered: "I forgot, I'm in a hurry."

He happily came over and pulled Ying Yujiang to stand beside the zebra crossing, and said with a smile, "Well, that's it..."

While talking, he went to hold Ying and Jiang's hands, looked around and saw that there was no one there, and felt relieved. After the handshake was done, he raised the hands of the two people to face the big red heart on the zebra crossing. Holding up the phone, click one.

He Qing whispered that when he was studying, he heard that there is a "zebra crossing for love" here in Chengdu. During the day, many couples take pictures here, including wedding photos... Although you can't get married, you can take pictures yourself One piece.

Ying Yu softened his heart and wanted to say thousands of words, but in the end he only reduced it to one sentence: "Okay."

He knew in his heart that this commitment was too heavy, so heavy that they might not be able to bear it with each other, but he was willing to pick up the congratulations.

As long as we can be together, we can do anything.

The two went back to the car and sat, He Qing took advantage of Ying and Jiang to fasten their seat belts, and moved closer to sneak attack, but Ying and Jiang looked at his face very close as soon as they turned around, and said with a smile: "You can do it! ?”

Fuck, how embarrassing!

Turning her face away abruptly, ignoring the interested eyes of the people around her, He Qing adjusted the air-conditioning fan blades with her left hand, tapped the steering wheel with her right hand to control the car, and groaned a few words indiscriminately.

Ying Yujiang took out a cigarette, his bluish chin outlined a very masculine edge, his face still didn't have much expression, he just said: "I'm thinking about this while I'm still outside?"

This was right, He Qing was a little embarrassed, her ears were burning hot, and she was stubborn: "No."

After Yu Bi stepped on the gas pedal suddenly, the sound of the engine became more intense, making his ears buzzing.

The scenery on the two roads by the window was constantly regressing, and the music in the car had been replaced with a back rocker, vibrating and blurring, and both of them were almost hallucinating.

Should be with the wind with a blade, caught a glimpse of the scene behind the car quickly retreating.

Under the night, the city lights overlap and overlap, wrapping around the edges of the buildings.

The orange halo of street lights on the first ring road, through the front windshield, sprinkled on the faces of the two of them.

"Actually..."

He Qing turned around and took a peek at Ying Yujiang, but still couldn't hold back, and whispered something.

"Kissing you is more exciting than driving."

①Water injection: After the vehicle is flooded, it is not good for the vehicle.

②Dou Bozi: Have fun.