I quietly watch you play

"That is, that who," the group glanced at the side window and whispered to Zhou Lei, the co-pilot, "car."

Zhou Hui's, Zhou Lei also saw it, and stared at the group tacitly, not wanting to mention this person in front of his brother.

The United University and Dan University are separated by [-] streets, and the distance is farther than the rankings in the university rankings. Isn't it strange that Zhou Hui appears here on the first day of school?It's not surprising to think about what just happened.

It's true that Zhou Wei's nickname is outside, but it's not like a star out of the street as soon as he shows up in school. Someone must be fanning the flames behind his back, and even find paparazzi to bark and bite.

Zhou Lei looked at Zhou Wei from the rearview mirror. He sat quietly, his side cheeks were mostly covered by long hair, and his sharp lower jaw protruded. He was thinner than before the exam.

The left shoulder of his white T-shirt was stained with yellow-brown pus and rotten juice, and there was still a piece of pulp that could not fall off.

was stained.

Zhou Lei took off the shirt over the T-shirt and threw it into Zhou Wei's arms in the back seat. Zhou Wei picked it up without looking at it, and wiped the dirty parts of the clothes casually.

Zhou Lei: "..." Versace's new autumn rag?I really don't care about him!

The group drove the car towards Gaogan Building, Zhou Wei looked out the window: "Let's go get something to eat first, I'm hungry."

"Go to Lan Yousheng." Zhou Lei was in a bad mood. He wanted to eat at this time when he was out of the village and out of the store, and [-]% of them slept until noon before waking up, and came out without eating.

Zhou Wei knocked on the car window: "It's too far away, let's go here."

The group pulled over, Zhou Lei pushed the door down and saw the four big characters "Jiehui Canteen", turned his head and raised an eyebrow at Zhou Weiqiu for confirmation.

"Students of Dan University should know about this place sooner or later." Zhou Wei pushed the door open with ease, and the group followed closely behind.

Zhou Lei tightened his eyebrows, raised his legs and stepped up the steps, and flipped the "open" hanging on the sliding door to "resting".

In the gap between lunch and dinner, there were not many people. At the table next to the wall, parents and daughters who had just entered school wiped tears face to face, and whispered words of comfort and advice to each other. At another table, waiters were peeling garlic and picking vegetables.

Zhou Wei ordered food without looking at the menu, and the group added: "Add a maocai, and an extra bowl of rice."

Zhou Lei looked at the two of them with increasingly incredulous eyes.

Qin Huijie held a large portion of pimple soup, stir-fried three shredded pork, and plum blossom meat, and smiled kindly: "Xiao Zhou? I haven't been here for a while, let's go out to play during the holiday."

She swept her eyes away and didn't see Jiang Xiaoqi, and smiled politely at Zhou Lei who looked like a black iron tower, and didn't ask any further questions.

Zhou Wei held the soup in his hands, and put the first bowl to Zhou Lei: "Sister Hui, you can ask him for the loss of business closure during this period, please don't be polite."

When he served the second bowl, the group had already started drinking, and Zhou Wei brought the soup to himself, stirring it with a spoon to cool it down.

Qin Huijie guessed that they wanted to talk quietly, knowing that they were not causing trouble, she said: "It doesn't matter, there are no guests anyway, so talk slowly if you have something to say." As long as you don't fight.

Zhou Lei pushed the soup bowl and stared at Zhou Wei in disgust: "Come home with me when you're full."

The group leaned forward, moved the chairs out, and dragged Maocai to him, but he actually wanted to open a table alone.

It’s been a long time since I’ve eaten food with normal color and aroma, and I’m not full when someone pays for it?

He really didn't want to open his mouth to argue: "That's your home, not mine."

"Isn't it your family that has raised you for 20 years?!" Zhou Lei's voice rose with his strength, "Zhou Wei, can you have a little conscience! Grandpa drove you away? Or am I not able to tolerate you anymore?"

Zhou Wei stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth and chewed, reached out his wallet and took out his ID card, put it in front of Zhou Lei and tapped it with his fingertips.

Zhou Lei's eyes widened, and he looked up at Zhou Wei: "Who asked you to change it?"

Zhou Wei felt that the meal was not good enough, so she put down her chopsticks and took a tissue to wipe her mouth, then looked back at Zhou Lei: "This is me, before you, including myself, recognized the wrong person..."

He licked his cheeks, took out a cigarette, lit it and inhaled vigorously, curled up the corners of his lips in the thin smoke, but the skylight outside the window showed water marks in his eyes.

"Wrong person!" Zhou Lei squeezed the ID card hard, the hard material hurt his palm, he shook his hand angrily, and threw the ID card out of the ventilation window, "I call you brother 20 years, Are you telling me that I recognized the wrong person?" "Look at yourself, what is your life like now?! Weekend, you have to go home with me today, I'm not discussing with you."

Zhou Wei sniffed: "So, if I disagree, do I still have to have my legs broken?"

Pain flashed in Zhou Lei's eyes, the broken leg was a secret scar of the two of them.

"If you're outside alone, you might have more than a broken leg! What if I and that group weren't there just now? Do you know that a guy like you who can offend people every time you take a breath, might die playing for that bastard!"

"Who do you expect to protect you? Jiang Xiaoqi?!"

Zhou Wei brushed off the cigarette ash, pressed the tip of her tongue against her trembling lips: "Can you change to someone who doesn't implicate the elders... Tsk!"

"I love you to death!" Zhou Lei stood up, knocked open the chair, opened the door and walked out.

Zhou Wei looked at him through the window, opened the car door like a donkey and slammed it hard, turned back and jumped into the flower bed, picked up the ID card that had just been thrown away and threw it into the car, and walked away.

Zhou Wei glanced at the group, and pointed out with the hand holding the cigarette: "I can pick up the ID card myself, why did he leave without paying the bill?"

They really didn't eat anything, so the group took out their mobile phones and went to the bar to pay the bill silently, and then continued to finish the pot of maocai when they came back.

"Don't always follow me from now on," Zhou Wei stretched after eating and drinking, "Don't you need to work?"

The group went to drive alone: ​​"No delay."

He handed the co-pilot a paper bag to Zhou Wei: "Second Young Master baked it all morning, I'm going to vomit."

Zhou Wei opened the paper bag, and there were four rose-shaped scones in the glass lunch box inside, with a faint scent of roses overflowing from the filling, and his ID card that had been wiped clean of mud was thrown.

&&&

"This meal is not bad. I ate nine dumplings. Do you want to make them up?" Jiang Xiaoqi held a porcelain bowl, and in the spoon near Jiang Zhen's mouth lay a white and fat dumpling. See the red and green fillings inside.

But he was disrespectful, Jiang Zhen opened his mouth helplessly and ate another: "The more stuffed the better, my food intake has increased with your cooking skills, and I gained three catties from overweight this morning."

"You still have a lot of room for improvement, work hard." Jiang Xiaoqi put away the bowls and chopsticks, and took them to the bathroom to clean them.

Jiang Zhen sat by the bed and flipped through the books waiting for him to come back. She had just survived the rejection reaction and could still see the obvious swelling, but her whole body was clean and refreshed, and her sickness had recovered a lot.

Before Jiang Xiaoqi put down the pots and pans to turn on the computer, Jiang Zhen waved at him, wanting to chat.

Jiang Xiaoqi simply sat down on the sofa next to the bed with his laptop in his arms, stared at the mail and said, "Is it boring to stay here? When you recover a bit, we will ask Shang Youyuan to have a picnic in the lake area."

"Has Xiaowei started school yet? I don't know what's going on recently—" Jiang Zhen asked cautiously.

Jiang Xiaoqi's fingers hanging on the keyboard froze, and then quickly typed out a line of words, and then deleted them all dissatisfied.

He stared at the lonely flickering cursor, and said in a relaxed tone, "What else can he do, don't worry, he's fine." The cursor was reflected in his dark pupils, flickering.

"I heard from You Ting that he plans to take a year off from school...he's used to playing and doesn't like to be restrained..."

"He has a big heart." Jiang Xiaoqi didn't know what to think of, his eyes turned cold for a moment, "The sky is falling and used as a quilt, you are crazy about him, he still goes out with friends, don't worry about him!"

There was no shortage of worry on Jiang Zhen's face: "Didn't you say that he didn't know how to take care of himself, so he left the Zhou family..."

Before Jiang Xiaoqi rushed back to Danyang twice overnight, Jiang Zhen guessed that it was all for Zhou Wei.

The second time Jiang Zhen was ill after the operation, Jiang Xiaoqi didn't say anything when he came back, he stayed with her all day in the intensive care unit, even if Jiang Zhen was not very sober at that time, he could still feel his son's strange emotions.

When Jiang Zhen's condition stabilized, Jiang Xiaoqi told her all about the Zhou family's affairs, omitting those online dramas.

But even if Jiang Zhen took the initiative to try, he never mentioned the matter of going back to Danyang to have a look, and there was no phone video, and the two seemed to have completely cut off contact.

Jiang Xiaoqi got up to help Jiang Zhen pour water, and turned his back to her: "The Zhou family gave him a lot of property, and the villa he lives in will expire at the end of the year. If he doesn't know how to take care of himself, others will take care of him...don't worry about us!"

Jiang Zhen took the water glass and carefully looked at his son's expression. He used to hide his emotions, but now he was all kinds of upset, irritable, uneasy, and worried, and there were more lies than horsehair.

"Go to bed early, and Yuyuan will bring you avocado toast from the school cafeteria tomorrow. I have a conference call later, so I'll go back first." Jiang Xiaoqi packed the computer bag, helped Jiang Zhen refill the bedside warm water, and adjusted the reading light, "Good night .”

Heipi's driver and bodyguard were waiting downstairs, Jiang Xiaoqi gave him a slight nod and got into the car, telling him to go to the hotel in English.

Every time Jiang Xiaoqi comes to New York to visit Jiang Zhen, if there is no class the next morning, he will stay here for one night. There is a long-term hotel with suites near Queens College in Flushing. Recently, he stayed less. He lived there for almost half of the two months.

Looking at the time, there are still ten minutes before the domestic conference call, and the sky is completely dark.

At this time, the sky should be bright in Dan Yang, and people in a hurry took their seats in the workstations and classrooms, but that slacker must not be included, he will not be able to work and rest normally without going to school, Jiang Xiaoqi has no doubts.

The ringing interrupted his thoughts of crossing the ocean, Jiang Xiaoqi cleared his throat to answer You Yuan's call: "Is there anything wrong? I'll go back to Ithaca tomorrow morning."

"God!" You Yuan screamed as if his tail had been stepped on, "Little uncle, your cat has finally been brought here, why is it so fierce! Don't you come back quickly and have a look?"

cat!Jiang Xiaoqi turned the phone away and said to the driver, "Go back to Ithaca."

"I got it here after a lot of hard work. You Ting said that it is very troublesome to pass various quarantines. It may be a little scared of life, or it may be airsick... Comeon, dear... Is this a Chinese pastoral cat? It looks very ordinary... It What is your name?"

"Saturday." Jiang Xiaoqi connected the laptop to the headset and prepared to join the conference call on the way back.

"Saturday? What a strange name hahahaha," You Yuan laughed over there, "Saturday? It sounds weird, but it's as wild as 'Friday'! Meow? Saturday? Is your name Saturday? No response—”

Jiang Xiaoqi saw that the time was almost up, and was about to hang up the phone: "There is cat food I bought in the cupboard... It's very wild, just lock it in my room tonight, don't get lost... You can also call it' little six'."