Double A sequelae

Qi Jue quickly asked Jian Fan's address, didn't wipe off the water on his body, put on his clothes casually and ran out, he opened the door, and said quickly: "Jian Fan, wait for me where you are, don't mess around." run."

The road to Qi’s villa is remote, and it’s hard to get a taxi. Qi Jue dragged out his bicycle in the basement, and he abruptly cut the journey in half from four to ten minutes. It took only 10 minutes to arrive at what Jian Fan said. amusement park.

The sky was gloomy, the western sky was smudged with red sunset, and the playground was empty without any tourists.

Qi Jue parked the car and walked around the playground in a panic, but didn't see anyone, so he took out his mobile phone, frowning into Sichuan characters.

A cell phone rang not far away.

Qi Jue looked for his reputation, the boy's head sank into his arms, the carousel on the top had stopped spinning, and a huge shadow shrouded him in darkness.

He felt a pain in his heart, but he couldn't get impatient at the moment, afraid of disturbing the person in front of him, he walked over slowly.

"Little friend," Qi Jue lowered his eyes and said softly, "The other children have gone home, why are you still here?"

Jian Fan heard the voice, raised his head, looked at Qi Jue's face and said, "I'm lost, can you take me home?"

The corners of Qi Jue's lips raised slightly, as if there was really only a child in front of him. He stretched out his hand and coaxed, "Go, brother will take you home."

The hand in front of him was white and slender, with distinct joints. Jian Fan stared at it for a long time, then reached out and grabbed the gentle-looking hand.

"Let's go."

Jian Fan didn't seem to lose control, and his expression was as calm as ever.The locust trees on both sides of the road were in bloom, and the evening wind was blowing over the face, and it was very comfortable to blow on the face.

He sniffed his nose, and subconsciously grabbed Qi Jue's clothes.

The lighting at the entrance of the playground quickly became a little farther away.

His eyes were dark.

He often came to this playground when he was a child, and he also came with Jian's housekeeper, Zhong Zhi.

At that time, Zhao Shiyin had already lived in Jian's house. Jian Fan's father was busy and was away for a long time. He often sat alone on the wooden horse in the yard and looked at the sky in a daze.

The sky is gloomy.

Only the playground sky is blue.

Zhong Zhilong cast a shadow in front of him and smiled kindly at him.

……

Qi Jue didn't have the momentum he had when he got on the bicycle, he rode very slowly, as if he wanted to take Jian Fan to enjoy the night scenery along the way.

The clothes around his waist were wrinkled, and the warmth of Jian Fan's hands penetrated through the fabric to his skin.

Slightly hot.

Qi Jue glanced back.

Jian Fan's face was calm, and it was no different from usual. When the two of them returned home, the light in the living room was turned on. .”

"Shoes?" Qi Jue was puzzled and followed his gaze.

He is usually such a fastidious person.

The shoes were worn backwards.

The most important thing is that he didn't notice it all the way.

Qi Jue wiped her hair in embarrassment, "Would you believe me if I said this is the most popular way to dress this year?"

"Really?" Jian Fan lowered his head, thought for a while, and said seriously, "Then the styles that are popular this year are really special."

Qi Jue couldn't tell that Jian Fan was joking, but he really believed it. He was a little worried about Jian Fan's state now, and after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't know what to say, so he asked, "Have you eaten? If you haven't eaten, Brother Jue Get you some takeout."

Jian Fan sat on the sofa, where was the reason for his long legs? He seemed a little unresponsive tonight, and it took him a while to remember what Qi Jue said, and said with a little willfulness: "I don't want to eat takeaway, I want to eat you Meals cooked by myself."

I did it myself...

Can you eat?

Qi Jue has never had expectations for his own cooking skills, but since Jian Fan said so, it's at best to try a few more times.

You can go up the mountain of knives and down into the sea of ​​fire.

Needless to say just cook a meal.

But obviously, Qi Jue overestimated his ability.

Adhering to the principle of making things simple first, he wanted to serve the noodles in a simple way first, but in the end he almost blew up the kitchen.

Qi Jue looked at the tutorial with his mobile phone, then looked down at the black noodles in the pot, his face twitched, and finally he dumped it into the trash can.

It's okay, not once.Just do it again.

Qi Jue summed up the reason for the failure last time, and guessed that it should be that there was too little water and too much noodles.

"Put more water this time," Qi Jue said to himself while adding water, "I think this time it will definitely succeed."

The ideal is very full, but the reality is very skinny. After four failures, Qi Jue finally made a face that was barely passable.

Jian Fan sat at the table, looked at the heavily colored noodles, and took a bite amidst Qi Jue's full eyes.

Qi Jue: "How is it?"

Jian Fan: "It's okay."

Jian Fan was picky about food, he said it was okay, the taste should be okay, Qi Jue thought happily, and stuffed a mouthful into his own mouth.

The taste is really... shit.

Is this what people eat?

"Don't eat it," Qi Jue spat, reaching out to snatch Jian Fan's bowl, "It's too bad to eat.

"No, I can finish eating," Jian Fan refused, bowed his head and narrowed his eyes, and slapped his face into his mouth with a big mouth, as if venting. After a long while, he suddenly stopped chopsticks and said: "Brother Jue, do you know, Zhong Uncle called me."

Knowing that Jian Fan was going to tell him the matter, Qi Jue tapped his fingers on the table twice, and asked doubtfully, "Who is Uncle Zhong?"

"Our housekeeper," Jian Fan said calmly.

Qi Jue understood the problem as soon as he heard it, and he said, "How did he know Su Baiying?"

The two families can't fight each other?

"Because of me," Jian Fan pointed to himself, lowered his head in thought for a while, and added, "And the car accident that day."

"I want to go back to Jane's house tomorrow." He said.