I quietly watch you play

As soon as Jiang Xiaoqi touched the back, he thought it was really thin, and felt that even a little force could crush a person, but he didn't feel it when he looked at it, it was too concrete to hold it in his arms.

Zhou Wei's butterfly bone was pressed against his ribs, his heart was pounding, the shoulder blades under his arms were thin and soft, and there was a kind of fragility and tenderness of a teenager, and the deltoid muscles, which had no sense of existence, were stubbornly tensed.

He could feel the frail tremor of his body as his feet lifted off the ground.Tsk tsk, a little bullying.

So what can I do?Kid, did you not consider the consequences when you first became a demon?

Jiang Xiaoqi let go of his strength cruelly, hanging on Zhou Wei's back.

Zhou Wei took a few steps with trembling legs, and finally found a little balance like a person who just picked up a pole.

His panting came through his chest, like a damp night wind: "Little, uncle, uh... You're so dense, it's okay!"

Dead dead.

"Troubled." Jiang Xiaoqi's voice was tired and weak, sounding a little weak.

Zhou Wei didn't speak any more, actually he didn't have the strength to speak, so he carefully adjusted his focus and went down the mountain with Jiang Xiaoqi's long legs.

Jiang Xiaoqi is half a head taller than him, curling up on his back is really aggrieved, if you are aggrieved, you can be aggrieved, Zhou Wei feels that he is even more aggrieved, it is almost overwhelming.

Where has he ever done such a job? He doesn't even bother to carry a purse when he goes out.

Fortunately, this place is already halfway up the mountain. It would be better to let him jump off the cliff if he really came down from the top of the mountain.

Zhou Wei can't remember how long he hasn't recited anyone, the last one he recited was Zhou Lei.

Zhou Lei had a tense relationship with his mother in the third year of junior high school, probably due to the indifference of the second disease and the depression of menopause. The two often quarreled behind closed doors.

Yingtai has a dormitory, and students can apply for it. Zhou Lei applied for dormitory in the semester before the high school entrance examination.

Once he had a fever and stomach ache in the middle of the night, so he insisted not to call Ji Qing, but couldn't bear to call Zhou Wei.

Zhou Wei climbed over the wall and went in, chasing after five or six security guards, carried his brother out overnight and sent him to the hospital.

Fortunately, domestic school security guards are not equipped with guns, otherwise he might have been shot in the head.

Later, this incident was rumored by the students to have several versions of Zhou's bad behavior, such as climbing over the wall in the middle of the night to date a girl living in the school, ignoring the school rules and regulations, breaking into the campus and insulting the security guards...

That time I just carried a half-grown child for 80 meters, and my leg hurt for several days. This time, my leg is probably going to break.

In less than two years, Zhou Lei grew taller than him, but his secondary illness has not healed for a long time, so it is much more difficult to coax than when he was a child.

Zhou Wei was distracted for a moment, stepped on the gravel and slipped, and Jiang Xiaoqi fell to the side.

He reacted quickly, hurriedly lowered his center of gravity, raised his arms to support the tree next to him, and rubbed his outstretched knees against a roadside stone, trying not to really roll down.

Jiang Xiaoqi's leg had already been dragged to the ground, and he picked it up again.

Zhou Wei only felt a burning pain from the rubbing just now, and his wrist was sore. Looking down at Jiang Xiaoqi's ankle, the trouser leg was soaked with blood.

"Let go—" Jiang Xiaoqi just said a word.

Zhou Wei took a breath and interrupted him: "It's almost here!"

His whole body was tense, and he gritted his teeth for a few words, as if holding back something.

Jiang Xiaoqi had to admit that he was a little bit guilty of riding a dog. A 20-year-old dude has only twelve minds, so he can't deal with a child.

Sure enough, his heart is soft, and he can't break any heights, otherwise he wouldn't come back to the mountain to look for him in the middle of the night.

Throwing and picking up, this is a pain in the ass, right?

Zhou Wei gritted his teeth and carried Jiang Xiaoqi all the way back to Jingwan. When the bodyguards came out to open the door, he was frightened, and no one took over.

Zhou Weilu had a face full of words, and carried Jiang Xiaoqi into the villa.

The butler trotted out to meet them. When he saw this pair, his stomach hurt. He opened his arms and came and went.

"Here, call a doctor!" Zhou Wei pushed Jiang Xiaoqi onto the big bed, and almost fell into his arms.

Turned on the light, Jiang Xiaoqi's ankle was smeared with dried blood and fresh blood, it looked scary, but he couldn't tell if it was swollen or broken.

The butler was in a hurry, Jiang Xiaoqi frowned: "It's okay, don't make it public."

Zhou Wei was already exhausted, his face was horribly pale, sure that Jiang Xiaoqi would not die, he walked out of the room lightly with his legs moving.

As soon as he turned into the corridor, he leaned on the wall with one hand, slid down and vomited all over the floor, it was all the undigested love porridge that Ji Qing stuffed into him.

Zhou Wei vomited non-stop, and there was nothing to vomit behind, it was all foul-smelling digestive juices.

This is the hypoxic response of people who usually do not exercise after strenuous exercise.

Jiang Xiaoqi pressed the wound and heard him vomit outside the door, his eyes were cold, and he said to the housekeeper who was busy dialing the phone: "Don't call the doctor, call him if you want to."

After a pause, he added: "Find him a room to rest, don't leave tonight."

Jiang Xiaoqi turned his head, and the housekeeper knowingly poured warm water out for Zhou Wei to rinse.

Zhou Wei hid the filth she had spit out and moved to the sofa next to her, leaning on her breath like a dead dog.Too bad--

The housekeeper asked someone to clean it up, and turned around to see Young Master Zhou shaking off the sofa like a drunken fairy, shuffling and kicking outside.

"Mr. Jiang, please stay here..."

Zhou Wei didn't turn his head back, he shook his hands like a boneless man, he had to stay away from Jiang Xiaoqi, the broom broom, and he would suffer bad luck once and for all.

The door was ajar, Jiang Xiaoqi heard the movement outside clearly, threw away the blood-stained handkerchief and went out, the elevator going down on the second floor was closed.

Jiang Xiaoqi stood by the window in the corridor and looked down, Zhou Wei walked out of the villa after a while, his footsteps fluttering like a marionette stepping on cotton.

The housekeeper hurriedly explained: "A driver has been arranged to take Young Master Zhou home. He doesn't like to be restrained, and neither does he take care of him. It's not easy for us to follow closely..."

He didn't know why he was talking so much nonsense. It seemed that this little Mr. Jiang would be very angry if he didn't explain it, blaming them for their poor hospitality. After all, he still has a criminal record.

Why?The housekeeper glanced down and glanced at Jiang Xiaoqi's injured foot. Those few steps just now seemed to be... very slippery!

Ahhhh, he quickly withdrew his gaze and put it on the tip of his nose, as if he had seen through some inside story worth being silenced——

The doctor rushed over overnight to debride and bandage Jiang Xiaoqi's wound. His blood coagulation disorder had already attracted the attention of the doctors and nurses when he donated marrow before. Now, no matter how small the wound is, he didn't dare to neglect it. He treated the wound and left medicine.

Jiang Xiaoqi lay down on the bed after washing up, it was almost dawn, if he had a part-time morning shift before him, it was time to get up.

At this moment, he couldn't sleep, it seemed that the bones of the young man's body were still stuck in his chest, soft and hard, and he felt uncomfortable no matter how he turned over.

Jiang Xiaoqi has grown up so big, maybe except Jiang Zhen who has not been carried by anyone before, even Jiang Zhen, it was before the age of five that his memory was chaotic, such a clear touch——

At that time, Zhou Wei misunderstood that he was injured, and he could completely explain it. He just wanted to bully him just because of the revenge that came out of the thought.

Perhaps it was the new and unfamiliar environment that made him vigilantly blast his thorns like a hedgehog, and would stick out at the slightest sign of trouble;

Perhaps it was the barren hills, the dark night, and the inaccessibility that gave him a protective look, revealing a strong desire to control in the face of undefended opponents;

maybe……

That one-night-like person can only make people have two options: watching it fleeting and destroying it with your own hands.

The wolf blood in Jiang Xiaoqi's body was ignited the moment he got the paternity test with a conclusion of 90.00% [-]. Like all species with humble roots, he couldn't resist the temptation to open the door with sesame seeds.

He was ready to fight the dragon, but unexpectedly met a pure and happy nine-color deer.

&&&

Zhou Wei's whole body hurts everywhere, even his lungs hurt when he was panting, as if he had been crushed to pieces by something.

A few years ago, Pei Qin once took him to ride a horse. Zhou Dashao, who was delicate and expensive, bumped on the horse for several hours. He didn't feel it when he was riding.

This is how I feel now when I wake up the next day and realize that I am still a mortal body.

The only difference is that he was on top that time.

Zhou Wei was paralyzed in the car, and it took a lot of willpower to keep Ge You paralyzed instead of lying on the seat.

Pei Qin called him: "Mo, where have you been? Don't tell me." There was a vague joke in the background, like a duckling.

"Go home and sleep, you play with yours." I just looked for him now, I'm not sure what to play just now, it's not that Zhou Wei doesn't know his hobbies, and he doesn't even use his hands for enlightenment.I don't like Five Fingers, and I don't like girls.

"Why do you go to bed so early?" Pei Qin was puzzled, Zhou Wei was the best at ordinary times, and he didn't sleep until dawn.

Zhou Wei spoke with lung pain: "I'm tired from climbing the mountain."

"How about me?" Pei Qin murmured, and got excited again: "Hey, let me tell you, the day after tomorrow... Tomorrow, Zuojiamai's racecourse is about to open, so let's go to play first. The horses have certificates, The offspring of Arabian horses and English thoroughbreds, fast and beautiful!"

Really afraid of something coming, Zhou Wei lacked interest: "Good morning, sweet dreams."

hang up the phone.

&&&

The Zhou family lived in a quiet place amidst the hustle and bustle. It was a single-price ceiling villa area in Danyang. The three-story building was not as exaggerated as Jingwan, and it was enough for three generations to live comfortably.

Grandfather is on the third floor, parents are on the second floor, and Zhou Wei and Zhou Lei live on the first floor.

Zhou Lei has not been sleeping well recently, and the senior high school students are under a lot of stress.It is very light to change shoes when opening the door on weekends.

He stepped on the floor barefoot to get water from the kitchen, and Zhou Lei woke up early when the bedroom door clicked behind him.

Zhou Wei paused, gave up the treatment and poured Zhou Lei a cup.

Zhou Lei's face was pale from lack of sleep, and his short black hair was facing in different directions. I don't know if it was rolled on the pillow or scratched by his paws.

He has hair like his father's. It is often said that people with this type of hair have a strong will and are difficult to be influenced or changed by the outside world.

Because of this statement, Zhou Wei envied the father and son's hair when he was a child, and his own hair was thin and soft, like a cloud that is easy to meet.

Zhou Wei handed him water: "I woke you up?"

Before his own glass of water touched his lips, Zhou Lei raised his hand and snatched it away.

"How many times did you tell me not to drink cold water early in the morning! Forgot who vomited as if she was pregnant when it was cold?"

Zhou Lei added hot water and returned it to him, with a supercilious look.

Zhou Wei climbed along the pole, hugged his brother's big neck and went to the living room: "Little Lei cares about me, so happy!"

Zhou Lei is two years younger than him. He is 1.8 this year. He is already [-] meters tall. He has been trained in personal training three times a week and has a healthy complexion.

Zhou Lei struggled to avoid him in disgust: "It stinks, have you picked up the trash?"

Zhou Wei thought for a while: "It's not rubbish, maybe it's someone else's baby... Hey, why are you so early and still up?"

Zhou Lei still disliked him: "You go take a shower first!"

Zhou Wei lay on the recliner: "You were like a mud monkey when you were young, I didn't think you were stinky, I bathed you until the fourth grade of primary school...Okay, don't go, don't go, I won't say it, I won't say it... Ha ha ha ha--"

The first floor is their site. There is a floor-to-ceiling window facing the lawn in the backyard. Zhou Lei cultivated a flower field there to grow roses. .

This kid is stubborn, and he doesn't want to fake a gardener, he has to do it himself, and it seems that this season has failed again.

Two reclining chairs were placed facing the floor-to-ceiling windows. When they were young, the two brothers liked to look up at the stars and chat with each other.

At this moment, the clouds in the sky were white, and it was almost dawn, and the stars could not be seen.

The two of them seemed to have not been lying side by side chatting like that for many years, Zhou Wei was too sleepy to keep his eyes open, and was reluctant to relive this moment.

There are crackling sounds outside the window, meow~

Zhou Lei got up and slid the glass sliding door open a crack, and a ball of gray pompon rolled in.

oh meow~

Zhou Wei opened his eyes, it was a puppet cat with gray-blue pupils like the sky at this time.

This is not the first time she has come here. Zhou Lei finds biscuits and fish fillets to feed it. There is no cat food at home.

"She's clean. She's just been thrown away."

Many of the pets of rich people eat better than humans, there are special play areas, and a set of breeding equipment costs tens of thousands... But there are also pets that are raised and abandoned. The hostess is pregnant, the pet is sick, or simply does not love it. It's always easy to give up.

This cat is not afraid of people. It should have been raised since childhood and has never strayed.

Zhou Lei patted its back, and did not delay it from enjoying breakfast, and licked its paws gracefully from time to time.

Zhou Lei looked up at his brother: "Don't you want to raise it?"

The atmosphere is like going back to childhood in an instant.Zhou Wei lowered his eyes and shook his head.

"Little boy, it was an accident, if you want to—"

"I don't want to." Zhou Wei interrupted him, and staggered when he got up: "Go to sleep, feed and drive out, remember to close the door."

The author has something to say:

Tired ~ can't hold back the small theater

I caught a bug, little bug~