I quietly watch you play

"What gift is so mysterious?" Zhou Wei was led by Jiang Xiaoqi's hand to the depths of the garden in the atrium, the fallen leaves that had accumulated layers of curls on the path rustled when stepped on, and the lights behind him faded away.

Zhou Wei shook hands with him tightly, Jiang Xiaoqi said with a smile, "Can't you see clearly? Don't be afraid, it's right here, there is a bench in front."

"Do you want to dig?" Zhou Wei asked.

"Dig what?"

"A gift," Zhou Wei smiled, "otherwise, why did you choose to be in the woods? Let me guess, it shouldn't be a carrot, right?"

"Haven't you eaten enough of my carrots?" Jiang Xiaoqi asked back, Zhou Wei's face instantly turned red.

"Sit here," Jiang Xiaoqi helped him sit on the bench.Zhou Wei could only see vague halos and tree shadows, and a hardcover book was stuffed in his hand.reading?Think he's not blind enough?

Zhou Wei touched the cover, which was very similar to the booklet he painted for Yunian, and then he opened it.

A faint light suddenly burst out from the hand, the light is extremely soft, even if it is seen suddenly in the dark, it will not be dazzling, and the wisps of light make up the picture.

The person in the painting is sleeping curled up in the corridor, with hanging hair and collar covering most of his face.

A cluster of maple leaves protruded from the corner of the eaves, and a few petals fluttered down, like the adoring and cautious eyes of a spy.

Zhou Wei opened his eyes wide to look for Jiang Xiaoqi beside him, but he couldn't see him, he just felt a hand come around from behind him to hold his own, and then the other hand helped him turn a page.

Outlined by the faint light, the young man is galloping on horseback with a heroic posture, like a gust of wind blowing but hard to catch.

The next page, and the next page...every page is painted by him, in Jiang Xiaoqi's eyes, there are countless beautiful weekends, no matter the movement or motion, no matter whether he is happy or angry, it is all he loves deeply.

Jiang Xiaoqi put his hands around Zhou Wei's waist, and shook him lightly: "What do you think of my painting, Mr. Zhou?"

The softened warm current in Zhou Wei's chest swayed and swayed, his nose was sour, and the water vapor was about to evaporate from his eyes: "This, why is it glowing?"

After asking, he felt stupid again. At this time, he should say something else, more affectionate and charming words, or give some other response, proactive and intense.

Jiang Xiaoqi smiled lowly, thinking his silly appearance was very cute: "This is a kind of self-illuminating material, the darker the place, the clearer you can see. This is also your light. My little Wei can shine, he Never to be engulfed in darkness, and never for a single moment to be dark in my heart."

"I, I really like it." Zhou Wei stood up holding the album, and pulled Jiang Xiaoqi up from the chair, and solemnly faced him face to face, "Seventh Brother, is there anyone around here? Is anyone watching us?"

"Huh?" Jiang Xiaoqi laughed at his cautious appearance of an underground party joint.

"Forget it, forget it," Zhou Wei raised his arms to hug Jiang Xiaoqi, stood on tiptoes and raised his face to kiss him, his soft lips touched the rustling stubble on his chin.

Just as Jiang Xiaoqi was about to laugh, the next second, Zhou Wei bit his lower lip lightly, and kissed him lightly.

The long and lingering kiss didn't stop until the breath heated the surrounding air and the heart was burnt to death.

Jiang Xiaoqi squeezed Zhou Wei's collar: "Is it cold?" He kissed the corner of his red lips again.

"Go back, they will look for you if you've been out for too long." Zhou Wei's face was burning, and the sweet smell of wine in his mouth made him almost drunk.

"Okay, but I seem to have lost my way," Jiang Xiaoqi pretended not to go back obediently, "You lead me."

Zhou Wei dragged him around like a headless fly, and every time he deviated from the path, Jiang Xiaoqi would put his arms around his waist to correct him, and kiss him again as punishment, but he still circled around for a long time.

Zhou Wei persistently walked towards a halo: "Do you like to play tricks on crayfish? You always bully me!"

"I don't like teasing, I like to eat." He lowered his head and grabbed the tip of his ear again, making his heart itchy.

Zhou Wei felt that Jiang Xiaoqi probably drank too much wine and turned back into a narrow-minded bad boy, so he wasn't upset, and patiently played fairy guide with him.

On the balcony of the room, the left column squinted and pointed at an oleander grove: "Hey, hey, over there, over there? Why did you go back again, I really know how to play!"

"Where is it, where is it?" You Lai stretched his neck and looked around, then suddenly squatted down and retracted his head, pointing his finger up and down, "Fuck! The old man is up there! Did you see me? Ah? Turn around Definitely tell my dad!"

Huang Zhizi pulled the two of them away: "I see that you have a relationship? Seeing those two will cause trouble!"

"Get up!" Huang Zhizi threw a pair of high-heeled shoes from the fence, picked up the hem of her skirt, jumped out of the terrace and landed in the grass outside.

Yu Cheng applauded her.

You Lai asked: "What is this woman doing? Are you robbing my uncle of a man?"

"Can she snatch your uncle?" Pei Qin took off Yu Chengcheng's claws on his buttocks, "It must be to help others, in case your uncle accidentally comes out of the closet."

Huang Zhizi had already stepped on her high-heeled shoes and ran towards the target rescue direction with a speed as fast as an afterimage in the forest.

Zhou Wei just found some light, barely saw the person coming, and was startled by her.

"Don't look up," Huang Zhizi said in a low voice, "Brother Jiang, your father is watching upstairs, hurry up and let me sacrifice to be your girlfriend temporarily, do you know how to act?"

She grabbed Jiang Xiaoqi's arm and put it on her shoulder forcibly.

weekend:"……"

Facing the two unenlightened ones, Huang Zhizi gritted his teeth and gritted his voice and said, "You don't think your father, an old man in his 70s, is enlightened enough to accept a male daughter-in-law? How can you protect him when you are abolished in Jiang's family?" he!"

On a balcony on the second floor, Jiang Baichang lowered his eyes, frowned, and asked Jiang Zhen beside him: "Is that Xiaoqi? What are they doing wandering around?"

Jiang Zhen's face froze, and he said lightly: "Young people are playing, who knows?"

"He is very concerned about that child of the Zhou family," Jiang Baichang looked sideways at Jiang Zhen, and then turned his gaze back, seeing his youngest son suddenly put on a girl's shoulder, his face becoming more and more confused.

"I heard that it wasn't because of you and Mr. Zhou that Xiaoqi had to take care of him," Jiang Zhen blamed him, "That child is so pitiful for a while, after a serious illness, he can't recognize a whole person. Xiaoqi and Pei Qin How could they be willing to ignore him. Even I feel sorry for him, I have always regarded him as a godson..."

"Don't be like this, the relationship between us is over long ago, let's get together and break up!" Huang Zhizi said loudly to Zhou Wei.

She elbowed Jiang Xiaoqi: "Hey! Kill him quickly, he pesters your girlfriend!"

Jiang Xiaoqi: "..."

The screenwriter and director Huang Zhizi is tired. This wave of actors is really hard to bring in. Their IQ and acting skills are not all online.

Naturally, Zhou Wei didn't want their relationship to affect Jiang Xiaoqi's position in the Jiang family, so he took the initiative to take over the role, using the script that He Duan made a fuss about back then.

Zhou Wei raised his hand to pull Huang Zhizi's wrist: "You, you can't...how can you...you love vanity! You're always on the move, you...forgot how I treated you back then?"

Huang Zhizi shook Zhou Wei away vigorously, and prompted Jiang Xiaoqi: "Warning him to stay away from me! Push him, hurry up! Push him away and this game will be over!"

Zhou Wei also said, "Push me, so I can get the boxed lunch."

Jiang Xiaoqi put his hand on Zhou Wei's chest, one second, two seconds, three seconds...

Huang Zhizi became impatient: "You're touching!" I knew he was reluctant to throw a punch, so I changed it to pushing. Pushing people and pushing people in slow motion at 0.1 times speed is really enough!

"Forget it." Huang Zhizi didn't care about the dodder flower figure, and pushed Zhou Wei out with a palm. Zhou Wei took advantage of the momentum to take a few steps back, knocked off the heel of his boots and leaned back in the fallen leaves. No fall pain.

Zhou Wei didn't wake up, if he was willing to struggle twice, maybe it would be more effective, but he didn't have the nerve to exaggerate.

Huang Zhizi dragged Jiang Xiaoqi around and left: "It's fine, your father saw that you chose a woman!"

Jiang Xiaoqi broke free from his arm, not to mention, Huang Zhizi looked like a thin bamboo pole, her strength was stronger than Zhou Wei's, her hands were so fierce that she didn't even have time to react.

"Bullshit!"

Jiang Xiaoqi walked back, knelt down in front of Zhou Wei, and picked the fallen leaves from his body. "Does it hurt from the fall?"

Zhou Wei sat with her knees hugged and said nothing.

Huang Zhizi also squatted over, and the three of them faced each other: "Brother Wei, I'm sorry, did I not control my strength?"

"...", Jiang Baichang silently pointed to Jiang Zhen.

Jiang Zhen rolled his eyes to express that he couldn't bear to see him, and tightened his shawl: "It's windy, it's a bit cold."

The old father retreated to the room with the mother of the child full of question marks. It is indeed a little incompetent to understand that there is too much generation gap between father and son, but if the mother is not worried, it should be fine.

Jiang Xiaoqi tilted his head to signal Huang Zhizi to go first, the heroine sadly left the scene in the socialism brotherhood scene, and he composed a BGM of rainstorm topping.

Zhou Wei sat on the ground and rubbed the tip of her nose: "Although it's fake, it's still a little... sad." Jiang Xiaoqi's feeling of being robbed is too murderous, even such a bad script can let him into the play.

"Fool!" Jiang Xiaoqi carried him on his back.

Zhou Wei leaned on his shoulder and muttered: "If it is true, I will snatch it back." After speaking, he hugged Jiang Xiaoqi's neck vigorously.

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In the gorgeously decorated vice president's office in Peony City, Ji Qing was leaning in the executive chair, holding a lady's cigarette in her left hand, and her right fingertips were slowly sliding along the texture of the peony ornament.

This is a red jade peony carved from southern red agate. It is of excellent color, the size of a palm, with soft texture and warm tentacles.

Originally, the seat where she was sitting belonged to her husband Zhou Shuzhi. This rare item was a wedding gift from Mr. Zhou to his son and daughter-in-law, but unfortunately that daughter-in-law was not her.

But what does it matter?Now, his position and her title are all hers!

Zhou Lei pushed the door in, closed it with his backhand, and locked it.

Suffering from the cold, he stood straight in front of Ji Qing, panting heavily, and placed a printed color picture in front of his mother, which was the part of the silk scarf that Zhou Wei had hand-painted.

Ji Qing looked up at her son, with a smile in her eyes, and pushed the steaming coffee cup in front of him.

"What? Didn't you go to celebrate your cheap brother's birthday? He and his friends should be in the 'siege' now, oh, did he not invite you at all? Tsk tsk——"

Ji Qing dusted off the cigarette ash, and squinted at the picture on the table: "I see, it's because you didn't find a suitable birthday present."

"Where is it?" Zhou Lei asked coldly, his breath concealing his suppressed anger, "Don't say you don't know him!"