I quietly watch you play

The location of Bitan Airport is not remote. It looks like a big clam shell, and it is very harmonious against the sea and sky in the distance.

Both of them had no luggage, Jiang Xiaoqi stayed in Zhouwei and wandered around in the hall, and went to queue for check-in by himself, and when he turned his head, he was gone!

Jiang Xiaoqi called his mobile phone, turned around and found that this guy was squatting with two children watching the small sand crabs caught in the sea early in the morning, the child was called away by his family, and hurriedly picked up the crabs and put them back in a small plastic box. Wei Wei looked disappointed: "I came to the beach, but I didn't eat freshly caught seafood."

Co-author, was he just looking at the food reserves?

Jiang Xiaoqi lifted him up from the ground and dragged him away for the security check.

Zhou Wei put his head in his pocket and looked for the sign: "Wei-be-fart...it's over there."

As soon as he stepped forward, he was squeezed by Jiang Xiaoqi again: "Sit nearby for a while, the economy class is going to VIP."

"Jing, economy class?" Zhou Wei choked, "I've never been in economy class—"

"Just to experience it." It was still early, Jiang Xiaoqi took out the pad to brush up the questions for him: "This is a selection of real questions from Li Zong, try it."

Zhou Wei sat next to him on the stainless steel chair covered in artificial leather, he is now a guilty person, so it is not easy to make too many demands, not to mention that Jiang Xiaoqi paid for the air ticket.

"Well, the air ticket money, I'll transfer it to you." Zhou Wei took out his mobile phone and transferred the money to him. There was no discount for the air ticket that day, more than a thousand yuan was not considered money for him, and Jiang Xiaoqi only had five thousand pocket money for a month.

Jiang Xiaoqi didn't look at him: "No need."

Zhou Wei has already filled in the transfer amount, chooses the default credit card payment, confirms, fingerprints... the chrysanthemum transfers and transfers, and it shows that the payment failed.

Zhou Wei didn't believe in evil, tried again, but failed.

It happened that a call came in, it was Ji Qing, Zhou Wei frowned and said to Jiang Xiaoqi: "Wait a minute." Then he connected the phone.

"Xiao Wei? Where are you?" Ji Qing spoke quickly, but she didn't seem to be particularly eager: "You Lai and Chengdu are back, and I'm worried that I didn't see your grandpa!"

Zhou Wei rubbed her nose: "I'm at the airport, I'll be back later...with Jiang Xiao and Uncle Jiang."

"Are you all right? Doctor Duan said there's nothing serious. Oh, you scared us to death, Xiao Wei!" Ji Qing seemed to have changed her position, and her voice was lower: "Grandpa is very angry, you child! This time It's indeed too much, how can I play with my own life? If Grandpa knows about me..."

"Mom, I won't tell," Zhou Wei knew that Ji Qing was worried that Grandpa would find out that she funded the money he used to mess around, and would inevitably turn his anger on her: "I'm already twenty, and I'm not a child."

"Then... hey, as long as you're fine." Ji Qing felt relieved: "Xiao Wei, grandpa stopped your credit card, this time I'm really angry, and I can't disobey him anymore, just be obedient and wait When he calms down, he'll be fine."

No wonder his payment was unsuccessful, it turned out to be economic sanctions.Zhou Wei hummed: "It's okay, I understand."

Ji Qing reprimanded him with concern, all of which were nonchalant slobbers repeated over and over again, Zhou Wei guessed that it might be her grandfather who came near her.

Sure enough, the old man yelled angrily: "Tell that bastard, don't even think about spending any more of your family's money if you don't get into Danyang University!"

The corners of Zhou Wei's mouth twitched and he moved the receiver away a little. This lion's roar skill, let alone helm the Peony City for another 50 years!

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Wei was obviously mourned a lot, Jiang Xiaoqi was looking at his phone, and he didn't expose him, pretending that he didn't hear anything, even if he didn't have the last shout, he could still guess from the conversation.

"Then, then I won't be polite to you—" Zhou Wei's sentence was a continuation of Jiang Xiaoqi's previous sentence of "no need". Give.

Jiang Xiaoqi wanted to laugh, but tried hard to hold back, without raising his head.

Zhou Wei didn't mention the VIP thing anymore, and it was very quiet until boarding the plane, like a snake being choked seven inches.

There weren't many passengers on the plane, and the two of them had three-seat seats with one empty seat on the side, which was fairly spacious horizontally.If standing upright, Zhou Wei stretched his legs, obviously not used to the correct sitting posture.

"Can you stretch your legs?" Zhou Wei glanced at Jiang Xiaoqi's long legs, feeling aggrieved for them.

Jiang Xiaoqi knew that the young master was going to find a reason to complain again, so he didn't speak, his right leg leaned against Zhou Wei's left leg, the two of them seemed to be comparing their legs, Zhou Wei immediately became as quiet as a chicken.

He put down such a long pair of legs without sawing them off, so I have nothing to complain about.

Jiang Xiaoqi couldn't bear it a bit, felt that the child was also pitiful, and then reflected on himself, actually felt that this guy was pitiful?Are you sick?

"The previous work is not bad, the speed must be improved, and there are still ten more choices."

The engine of the plane roared, and the white noise in the economy class was especially loud. Zhou Wei was writing the questions, his eyelids started to stick together, and then he fell asleep at some point. The pad that almost slipped was caught by Jiang Xiaoqi's hand.

Miss Kong came over to distribute thin blankets, Jiang Xiaoqi asked for one and put it on Zhou Wei, the latter pushed his head to the side and rested his head on his shoulder, his hair as soft as a cloud swept over, like a wisp of wind blowing along the neckline and numb the spine.

Jiang Xiaoqi glanced around guiltily, but didn't catch the sight of unexplained attention, so he froze his body and settled into Zhou Wei's sleeping position.

The total voyage is only a little over an hour, so it doesn't matter if you let him sleep. (→Huh? There seems to be something wrong with this sentence.)

Zhou Wei seldom sleeps in such a twisted position. As he fell asleep, his head began to sink and rolled over Jiang Xiaoqi's chest. If he hadn't raised his hand to support him, he might have suffered a concussion.

At this moment, showing the advantage of the three-seat seat, Jiang Xiaoqi moved a position outside, and pulled up the armrest, just enough for Zhou Wei to lay his upper body horizontally on his lap.

Zhou Wei arched his head, pulled the thin blanket tightly, shook his legs twice and found no place to put them, so he condescended to go back to sleep.

Jiang Xiaoqi lowered the window panel and covered his head with a pad, looking at him like an ostrich buried in the sand, clumsy and quiet.

Jiang Xiaoqi suddenly remembered the hug at the bottom of the sea, the handwriting on the pad became blurred, like a wriggling reptile, and the touch of the fabric on the thigh was too clear, he was dazed...

Zhou Wei fell asleep in a daze, and had random dreams one after another, some of which had actually existed before, and some of which were outrageously metaphysical.

Zhou Wei didn't expect that he would dream of Lin Mu, the Jiang family's private doctor who was on vacation recently. After all, he has nothing to do with this person.

He dreamed that he was lying on the beach, but the surrounding was very warm. He thought that this should be the episode after he was brought ashore by Jiang Xiaoqi. At that time, he was unconscious by the sea water, he had apnea, and lost consciousness.

So this paragraph may be made up by himself, or it may be recorded in his subconscious mind. In short, after being pressed back and forth by Jiang Xiaoqi's chest, he will give himself artificial respiration...

Zhou Wei closed his eyes, and could faintly feel the light from the outside world, and then he should wake up, and even spat water on Jiang Xiaoqi's face.

This time, he didn't want to vomit, and he didn't want to wake up, anyway, dreams were for absurdity.

As for whether Jiang Xiaoqi had given him artificial respiration, Zhou Wei really couldn’t remember it, and it’s hard to ask about such a thing... If yes, it was still his first kiss!

First kiss!If you don't count cats.

Zhou Wei closed his eyes and waited for a while, he felt that someone was leaning over to him, the pores of his cheeks shot up fine currents, it was not anticipation, but the sixth sense of imminent danger.

Not Jiang Xiaoqi!Zhou Weidu opened his eyes, a gloomy face with his head slightly lowered and raised his eyes stopped right above his field of vision, it was Lin Mu, the private doctor of the Jiang family.

Lin Mu suddenly smiled ferociously at him, and then squeezed his neck with one hand, the familiar feeling of suffocation instantly spread all over his body.

boom!

Zhou Wei, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly stood up and bounced, knocking over the pad in Jiang Xiaoqi's hand, and the pad fell to the ground.

He leaned back in his chair, covering his face with his hands.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Xiaoqi didn't go to pick up the tablet, turned around and asked him softly, and tapped his wrist with the bottled water provided on the plane: "Have you had a nightmare?"

His voice was quiet and had a cooling effect, and Zhou Wei felt that the demons were quickly disintegrated.

Someone sitting next to him looked over, and Zhou Wei rubbed his face hard twice. On the contrary, he was even more embarrassed than Jiang Xiaoqi just now, hummed softly, and laughed at himself: "It may be traumatic stress disorder. I dreamed that someone strangled my throat and couldn't breathe. Come."

This plane is quite conscientious. In the short-haul economy class, each person has zero points, a few nuts, bread and purified water in plastic packets.

Zhou Wei drank some water and was not interested in the other two.

He couldn't figure out why he dreamed of trees, and it was a horrible nightmare. Maybe it was related to the thing he wanted to ask him for help a few days ago, and it was not a good omen.

"Aren't you a lot of friends? It doesn't matter if you hold your throat, you can ask them for support." Jiang Xiaoqi obviously interpreted the metaphor of this nightmare as the fear of being cut off from financial sources.

Zhou Wei thought that he had indeed guessed it, and didn't mind: "I can't afford to lose that person! In fact, making money is not difficult..."

Not too confident, after all, he has not earned a penny since he grew up so big.

"I'm in Italy, and I saw a portrait of a street performer, and it can sell for [-] euros! As for that idiot Pei Qin, can you believe that a WeChat profile picture can sell him [-]?"

That is to say, I am more confident in killing familiarity.

Jiang Xiaoqi didn't know whether it was to relieve the atmosphere or to anger him on purpose, and asked, "Don't you have any savings yourself? Isn't it possible to sweep out a few taels of silver by just dumping the hole in your shoes?"

Zhou Wei followed his words and thought about it for a while, maybe just woke up and his brain turned slowly, and it took a few minutes for him to answer leisurely: "Does the Huabei quota count?"

Originally, he could have saved a little bit, but it was a coincidence that the cost of renting a house and yacht was too high to end up in this situation.

Well, Jiang Xiaoqi smiled but was not a smile, he was stunned by his worth: "Forget it, it's a negative equity."

Might as well not count!Being interrupted by him like this, Zhou Wei had almost forgotten the nightmare just now, but something was blurred and he still couldn't see it clearly.

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Zhou Chen is serious this time. He has never cut off food for Zhou Wei. Although this grandson makes unexpected moves from time to time, it is not a waste of money in general. Even when he bought the car, he sold it under his own name. For real estate, I didn't roll around asking my family for money.

Zhou Wei's credit card has been frozen, and he has no problem saving money. He usually invites friends to eat, drink and have fun when he has money. So poor that it jingled.

It's not that you can't live without money. After all, there are two free places to eat at home and school. If you are thick-skinned, you can go to Jiang Xiaoqi's; if you wear clothes, you don't have to worry about it. The school uniform can also make do with it; let Pei Qinyou Lai and the others pay for playing, anyway, he doesn't take advantage of it in general... Thinking about it this way, life can still make do with it!

On the day of returning to Danyang, Jiang Xiaoqi bought a cake the size of a fist for Zhou Wei, counting it as a birthday gift for him.

"Where's the gift?"

Jiang Xiaoqi promised to make up for his birthday present: "On the way," he flashed the delivery status displayed on his phone in front of Zhou Wei: "Double Eleven express delivery is going slowly."

"You bought me discounted goods?!" Zhou Wei jumped up and hooked his neck, and Jiang Xiaoqi threw him over his shoulders and threw him back into the sofa.

"Who told you to choose such a date to come out!"

The author has something to say:

Weekend: My birthday is Singles' Day!

Jiang Xiaoqi: Your birthday is... a couple for a lifetime.