I quietly watch you play

BMW, Maserati, and Audi parked on the dirt road by the side of the village. This is not the end. Pei Qin also came to join in the fun when he got the news. He drove a Mercedes-Benz G65 in space battle gray, and successfully made the first three cars look like his petite Lovely harem.

There were also several black modified cars driven by various bodyguards and parked behind a farm dump truck pulling chemical fertilizers, and the group squatted by the gutter to feed a dirty sheep with leftover apple cores.

"Fuck me!" Pei Qin exploded when he saw Zhou Wei wearing sackcloth and filial piety kneeling in the mourning hall. "I have worked so hard to bring back people from Huangquan Road, and they are such a disaster?! What kind of body is he? Do you know? This is to make him die again!"

Jiang Xiaoqi held him back: "If you want to be crazy, show him some face, that's his father! Will he feel better if you mess up here? It's fine if you're short-sighted, but can you grow your brains!"

"You're the only one with a brain!" Pei Qin shook him off, "You're the coolest and most decent! Have you seen what he looked like when he was sick? Jiang Xiaoqi, I'll tell you. After you listen, I promise you will have nightmares in your life. I can't even wake up! Bastard, either you find a way to get him to get up and stop kneeling, or I will find someone to tear down the entire Chen family right now!"

The distant cousin who was in charge of the arrangement ran over and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Mr. Jiang, all the wreaths you asked for have arrived, and there may not be enough room in the yard..."

"Fill the inside first, and put the ones that can't be put down at the door." Jiang Xiaoqi looked at a group of wreath deliverers in the distance, carrying colorful wreaths to this side, there were twenty or thirty of them.

The distant cousin called the people in the yard to go out to make room for the wreaths. The Chen family didn't live here, and the chicken, duck and pig pens were all empty, and the wreaths were filled layer by layer.

The ones that can’t be placed are placed at the gate of the courtyard, and now the relatives and neighbors chatting inside are squeezed out of the courtyard, and only the condolences are allowed to go in and wander around. The feeling of being surrounded by wreaths should not be very good, so they all hurried out to breathe.

Zhou Wei was originally kneeling in the coffin shed, but now the idlers are not around to stare at him, Zhang Luo will release the water and Zhan Xiang will stand in for him, he doesn't need to kneel every time, just put on a show.

Originally, Zhou Wei didn't like to meet people, and there were many strangers who pointed out and commented on his discomfort, but now surrounded by wreaths, he relaxes a lot.

Zhan Xiang sent Chen's mother into the house to rest, moved the cushions to chat with his brother in the coffin shed, prepared food and drink for him, surrounded by layers of wreaths, it became a small quiet world.

Pei Qin felt that Uncle Jiang's idea was a good one, so he called his distant cousin over, followed suit, ordered another batch of wreaths, and simply occupied the entrance of Chen's courtyard, like a dragon gate formation, not leaving any room for spectators Get down.

The distant cousin is already crazy about it, this business is already a huge profit, but when he meets these two bullies, he has made ten sales in one business.

"Can you be more elegant, don't always play suona and play mourning and music to death, let the world's famous songs be lyrical, such as girls praying, blue tears, Argentina don't cry for me... The times are changing, and the style must be improved. ! This is the new vitality of your death industry—"

Pei Qin stood by the side of the road, eating soil and pointing Jiang Shan.

The distant cousin was so enlightened that he felt like he had just had lunch with Buffett, so he quickly responded and downloaded Kugou to search the library of world famous songs.

Pei Qin thought that he was very good, so he ordered twice the wreaths, all of which were real flowers, and replaced the paper bundles in the courtyard.

Cousin Yuanfang said, buddy is just doing it to you, if you want to listen to "Today Is a Good Day", I will play it for you!

"You don't have to be so aggressive, you can just give me a discount for my funeral later!"

Pei Qin was in a good mood, and squinted at Jiang Xiaoqi: "What do you do with such a little bit of digging? Look at the ocean of flowers inside and outside, I didn't make it!"

Jiang Xiaoqi put his hands in his pockets and leaned on the big G indifferently: "Throwing bricks to attract jade, I knew there would be fools who would follow suit."

Pei Qin was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, but he knew he couldn't beat him, so he had to endure it.

The inside and outside of the Chen Family Courtyard are full of flowers, and all the spectators are squeezed out to the road. The bodyguards of the Zhou family, the Jiang family, and the Pei family each have black-clothed and sunglasses standing at the entrance of the alley, and gradually even the spectators are scared away. Jackson's " Youarenotalone" resounded at the entrance of the village, and the County Civilization Office took the opportunity to promote the new funeral.

Jiang Xiaoqi opened the car door and got into the big G, and knocked on the window to signal Pei Qin to get in the car and chat.

"Tell me about the nightmare from which I couldn't wake up."

Pei Qin: "I will tell you what you want me to say?"

"Didn't you always want to beat me up? I'll give you a chance to swing the knife." Jiang Xiaoqi lightly tapped the armrest with his fingertips, smiling, "I know he always remembers me."

Pei Qin: "Fart! You're not the first one he remembered—"

Jiang Xiaoqi: "That's not you either." Otherwise Pei Ersha would have shown off to the world long ago.

Pei Qin glared at him: "Okay, it's a tie. But, you really have to thank me for not taking advantage of it. After all, he was really, really easy to run away at that time."

"Thank you." Jiang Xiaoqi looked into Pei Qin's eyes with deep and sincere eyes, "I am very, very grateful to you for taking care of him during that time, although this does not mean that I can forgive you for concealing some facts from me, nor does it mean that I believe You are capable of abducting him."

Pei Qin sneered: "When he just woke up, he really didn't remember anything. He didn't know where it was, who he was, and who he knew... The amnesia in the medical records was not fabricated by me."

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During that time, Zhou Wei had no memory, could not hear voices, and was like a quiet and well-behaved little fool.

The hospital does not allow family members to accompany him, and there are strict visiting hours. Pei Qin fights against the clock every day to accompany him.

At the beginning, Zhou Wei felt that this big crying bag with snot and tears flying at every turn was a bit annoying. He preferred the blond-haired and blue-eyed nurse sisters, because they would still smile even after they had just checked his ugly scars, and sometimes brought pens and paper Play games with him with pictures.

Pei Qin was more focused, those nurse sisters smiled at everyone, only Pei Qin even cried at him alone.

Gradually Pei Qin stopped crying and began to grab the jobs of the nurses.

He can understand all the data on the monitor, accompany Zhou Wei to do recovery exercises, help him bathe and change clothes, teach him to eat and draw pigs, and talk to him constantly, so that Zhou Wei is the first to understand The lip language is "stupid beep", and the drawn piggy tortured Pei Ershao's kindergarten-level stick figure, and replaced Pei Qin's WeChat profile picture with a pig.

One day later, Pei Qin showed Zhou Wei many photos sent from China, and explained to him with spit and spittle, not minding playing the piano to Niu at all.

Zhou Wei's attention is attracted by these photos, and he often stares at them for two or three hours in a daze. He doesn't know what is attracting him in the picture, as if facing a familiar scenery, the road in the middle has been cut off , can't go through anyway.

Pei Qin felt that it was not a problem for him to look at it like this, not to mention some kind of hysteria after his memory was not recovered, so he secretly hid the photo while he was not paying attention.

Zhou Wei was so obedient during that time, even though he was particularly afraid of pain in the past, he never snorted when he got an injection, like a lost stray animal being picked up by someone, trying not to cause any trouble, as quiet as air.

He couldn't find the photo and didn't cry or make a fuss. He just took a ballpoint pen left by the nurse in the ward, and drew on the pillow all night by the light of the reading light. The pad beside the bed was almost torn bare by him.

When Pei Qin came to see him the next day, he was taken aback. Zhou Wei actually reproduced some of the photos he often saw without animation, and the layout details were almost the same!

Pei Qin thought he had regained his memory, and was so happy that he blew kisses and gave chocolates all over the hallway, but Zhou Wei just recovered his drawing skills, and still didn't recognize any faces in the photos.

Pei Qin picked out the one that drew him, walked along and hid it in his wallet, and then Lai lied by the bedside to trick Zhou Wei into drawing another one for him.

He bought a complete set of painting tools for Zhou Wei and brought them into the ward. Zhou Wei was as happy as a kid who collected cartoons and figures. He stayed in the room and drew non-stop every day. The doctors and nurses in charge of his condition all had at least one sketch, watercolor and Colored pencil portrait.

Baltimore entered November, and the weather was getting colder. Zhou Wei's body recovered. Except for the silence and the past, his life was stable as usual, as if he had adapted to the hospital environment from birth, and the familiar single ward gave him a sense of security.

The doctor was worried that his language function would degenerate with hearing impairment, so he tried various tricks to lure him to speak out, and coaxed him to play games with an audio collection and comparison device like a game console. point.

Zhou Wei still refused to cooperate. During a lumbar puncture, he bit his lip in pain and refused to cry out. Instead, he quickly learned sign language from the video.

"Mo, are you planning to never forgive the world again?" Pei Qin hugged him, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Holding his face in his hands, Zhou Wei frowned and stared at his eyes, as if waiting for tears that would flow out at any moment.

Pei Qin laughed angrily at him: "Silly beep, forget it and forget it. It's okay. I said I will raise you for the rest of my life. If I lie to you, I will be your cat in the next life... Don't worry, if I die before you, my inheritance will be destroyed." Enough to support you."

JHH's research center customized an artificial ear implant plan for Zhou Wei, and it will probably wait until the end of the year, during which time Pei Qin took him around to play.

Together they watched the sunrise in Acadia National Park, went out to sea to catch big lobsters with a shrimp boat, and lived in the ancient town of Castine for two weeks.

Pei Qin took him to the MOMA Art Museum, but unfortunately Zhou Wei didn't feel much about the works there, not as good as the Magic Garden in Philadelphia.

I've been to Washington many times, and the only good thing about amnesia is that it's always fresh.

On the way back, Pei Qin took Zhou Wei around the Cornell campus in a wicked way, where mountains, rivers and waterfalls were all available, and the natural scenery happened to be the season when the forest was full of dye.

Zhou Wei likes the lawn and wild trails in the quiet forest, sitting quietly on a bench and looking at the red maple trees in the distant mountains.

"There is a Chinese architect here, very, very scum, you have to stay away from him and take a detour, understand?" Pei Qin showed Zhou Wei the photo of Jiang Xiaoqi's student status, and painted on the handsome oriental face with a marker Beard and Saudi turban.

Zhou Wei didn't understand what Pei Qin meant, so he put that photo together with the Polaroids he had saved along the way and put it in his backpack, which also contained a bunch of photos and graffiti that he took out to look at from time to time, and then Smiling at Pei Qin contentedly, like collecting an extra treasure puzzle.

The inexplicable smile looked very sad, Pei Qin's nose was sore, and he scolded Jiang Xiaoqi in his heart until he sneezed again and again.

Even if Zhou Wei didn't know anyone, his mind was still there. He knew that Pei Qin was very kind to him, so he didn't want to trouble him even more, and wanted to do something to repay him.

But he was penniless, and he ate and drank other people's food, so it was too difficult to give back, so he had to leave the beautiful ice cream balls in the hospital catering to Pei Qin, who often had stomach troubles and pretended to be very surprised.

When his body returned to normal by the end of the week, the doctors and nurses would stop staring at him all day, allowing him to go out and get in touch with the outside world properly.

During that time, some shooting tasks in North America needed to be coordinated. Pei Qin took part of his energy and returned to work. He didn’t come to the hospital to see Zhou Wei in the afternoon for three or four days. He left Zhou Wei and the hospital’s contact information Haven't received any exception reports either.

Work ended early on Friday, Pei Qin rushed back to the hospital, only to find that Zhou Wei was gone, and several bodyguards and assistants searched the entire hospital but found no one.

Pei Qin felt like he was going crazy. Zhou Wei didn't know the place he was born in and couldn't remember anything. He couldn't even communicate with people normally. It was fine to get lost. What if he was in danger?

The more he thought about Zhou Wei's face, the more flustered he became. The law and order here is completely incomparable to that of a big socialist family. Maybe a few streets away is a crime-prone area, and he is so easy to deceive...

Pei Qin ran until his heart burst out, and finally found Zhou Wei on St. Paul Street near the east gate of the university, his legs were so weak that he almost collapsed on the ground.

Wrapped in a cotton windbreaker, Zhou Wei painted a portrait of a female college student at the street corner. The girl was shivering from the cold but still looking forward to it, and some passers-by stopped to watch for a long or short time.

He handed the portrait to the girl, and the girl gave him a happy thumbs-up and slipped him a five-dollar bill.

Zhou Wei carefully put the banknotes into the pocket of the windbreaker, and started to pack the painting tools. It was getting dark, and someone still asked him with gestures if he was still painting, and Zhou Wei shook his head decisively.

Pei Qin ran over from across the street. He didn't expect that he could achieve such a speed that he could participate in the Paralympic Games and win a medal. He hugged Zhou Wei into his arms.

"Silly beep, I said I'm raising you, who told you to come out and sell paintings to make money?!" Pei Qin burst out with tears and snot.

Zhou Wei was a little anxious, so he broke away and explained in sign language: I want to treat you to eat.

Because Pei Qin took him to eat delicious food before.

Thinking that Pei Qin didn't understand, he took out a pile of small change that he had accumulated for three days from his pocket and showed it to him, like a local tyrant sitting in a well watching the sky, and then pointed to a row of restaurants across the street.

Pei Qin was about to cry to death, it was even more touching than raising a cub and being fed back.

What do you want to treat me to?For your money...

Zhou Wei sniffled from the cold, standing in the middle of a row of pizzerias, coffee shops, and hamburgers, and suddenly raised his finger to point to the big yellow M.

"McDonald's." Pei Qin was a little surprised that he would choose this one, "at least go to the Starbucks next door...Okay, it's up to you to treat yourself."

Zhou Wei pinched a handful of banknotes, about sixty or seventy knives, stood under the light board and counted on his fingers to calculate which packages he could buy.

Pei Qin also counted death early, the two of them took a long time to make a decision, and they just spent all the change.

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Pei Qin was choked up by Jiang Xiaoqi's smoking one after another: "Those little girls in college like him very much, they think he is a deaf-mute, and he looks so pitiful to me, I wish I could line up to paint for him every day." , his business is very good..."

Jiang Xiaoqi narrowed his eyes, which were wet red from the smoke.

Pei Qin said: "When I came out of McDonald's, there happened to be a stray cat on the street looking for food in the trash can, and Mo used the leftover hamburgers to feed it... Then he suddenly turned his head and asked me, 'Xiaoqi, Where's my cat?'"

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