Jiang Botao seemed to have discovered something was wrong with his team members.

Yesterday, when Fu Wei was doing training, he frequently looked at the quartz clock hanging in the training room, obviously he could watch the computer displaying the time.

He also found that Fu Wei hurriedly left the training room as soon as she finished training, and she was not seen in the cafeteria.

Jiang Botao didn't think much about it, he just subconsciously paid attention to see if he could see her somewhere.

Fu Wei was in the dormitory when he checked the dormitory.

This made his uneasy heart a little more at ease.

I still remember that when he arrived at her door with packed food and a pack of snacks, the door suddenly opened, and a fluffy head poked out from inside.

"Deputy team, have you encountered anything wrong recently?" Fu Wei stood at the door with an eye-catching simple compass in his hand.

Jiang Botao couldn't say: I always dreamed that Samsara lost, and you were with the captain, right?

Jiang Botao walked in according to the way she opened the door, and closed the door behind him: "No, everything is normal."

Fu Wei looked at Jiang Botao seriously, and pointed out seriously: "Deputy team, you have dark circles under your eyes."

She looked at the closed door and finally said nothing else.

Yes, now it seems that Jiang Botao is more tired than before the eighth season finals.

The fundus of the eyes is blue, and the area around the eyes is a bit swollen, not to mention that he forgot to shave his beard, and there is another faint circle of stubble on his chin, which is a light layer of blue.

Jiang Botao noticed her gaze, and he also realized that he was so busy these days formulating tactics, writing analysis, and communicating up and down that he forgot to shave. Walk.

Jiang Botao raised the bag on the handle and gave her all the food: "I think you may not have eaten, so I'll bring you something to eat."

When looking at her, his eyes were like the calm and slightly turbulent water in the West Lake.

Fu Wei felt that something had changed, as if a layer of paper had been pierced, she shook off the strange feeling in her mind, and put the compass in Jiang Botao's hand: "I just bought it at the roadside stall, the stall owner It is said that this is an antique, and you get 1000 yuan, but this is a sense of ritual, do you understand the sense of ritual?"

Jiang Botao hooked his lips, and the slight arc of the clouds was soft and natural: "Then let me take a good look."

He glanced at the compass and then at Fu Wei.

The compass is only the size of a palm, made of brass, with many hollowed-out fire patterns on the shell, and there are many indentations on the edge of the internal force dial, with very thin notches. At most, there are 33 carvings on the fingertips, depicting fierce The beast probably has the same painting style as Shan Hai Jing, ugly and strange, with gray pointer pointers, pointing firmly to the south.

Although it does not look like an antique, it is indeed a pretty handicraft.

As for Fu Wei, she wears a white T-shirt with black trouser seams and two white-edged sweatpants. Herringbone braids are tied to the back of her head and her neck hangs down. A few strands of hair around her face move freely with her movements. The most delicate flower in the garden in the morning.

Jiang Botao looked at her: "Well, it's very pretty." I don't know if it is a person or a thing.

But in Jiang Botao's eyes, Fu Wei felt a strong sense of aggression, as if he was a piece of Tang monk meat, and Jiang Botao was a little fairy.

So when I sat there, I felt that something was wrong all over my body.

Obviously not your own territory?

Focusing on the bag, Fu Wei casually put the compass aside, happily took the lunch box, and exclaimed: "Huh? My favorite drunken shrimp, you are too kind to the deputy team."

The two smiled at each other.

She asked Jiang Botao to sit down and stood up by herself: "What do you want to drink?"

"Tea or plain water is fine."

"The West Lake Longjing, Sister Mucheng gave it to me last time." Fu Wei would sometimes make a cup of tea for herself, then let it cool down, and drank it. It was very refreshing. There is no such quiet and elegant drink.

The two chatted along the way.

Fu Wei was eating when Jiang Botao said it.

"I heard you mentioned Su Mucheng, did you go to H City a few times to find Senior Ye and the others?" The curling water vapor rose, slightly blurring Jiang Botao's eyebrows.

"Yes, Ye Shen is my half-master. Sometimes the authorities are obsessed, but the bystanders are clear. He can also give me a lot of inspiration. I have to say, this is a very good senior." Fu Wei squinted his eyes and took a bite tail.

"is it?"

"...Sometimes there are some things that are not good to tell your teammates on the same team. On the contrary, Ye Shen, who flies back and forth, won't get along all the time." Fu Wei narrowed his eyes: "Well, the shrimp is delicious today, Look, little star."

"What about Han Wenqing's team, I remember he is also your master?" Jiang Botao raised his lips.

"Ah, the Korean team is far away in Q City. Apart from competitions, we actually sometimes get together for a meal when we go home. It's nice to invite you to dinner, but it feels like we can't go back to the past." Fu Wei turned his head, Jiang Botao handed her the milk that she put aside.

"how?"

"Well, I'm running away... I haven't told everyone in Samsara that the reason why I left Tyranny and came to Samsara is not just as simple as moving here to live closer." Fu Wei just didn't forget to put the shrimp in his mouth stuffed.

"Very painful?" Jiang Botao approached.

"Well, not really, I just don't know." Fu Wei frowned, the shrimp was finished.

"Don't know what?" Slowly squatting down beside her.

"I don't know..." Fu Wei was a little dizzy, and was supported by the hands behind him.

Fu Wei suddenly made a bitter face and looked at Jiang Botao who was next to him in an instant: "Deputy team~"

Jiang Botao's heart skipped a beat: "What's the matter, aren't you feeling well?"

"Deputy team," Fu Wei curled his mouth, "I want the moon, uh, the moon, I want the moon woooo—"

Fu Wei hugged Jiang Botao, rubbed the little glib on his body, and then begged for the moon: "Vice-team, I want the moon, hiccup."

"I am the moon, can I help you?" Jiang Botao lowered his head and kissed Fu Wei's forehead, but she pushed his face with her paw.

In the midst of the commotion, there was a knock on the door. Because there was no response for a long time, it seemed that the knocking became more urgent and louder.

Jiang Botao frowned, very impatient.

But someone was already shouting at the door: "Xiao Wei, Xiao Wei?"

The author has something to say: Hey hey, the flies are rubbing their hands together, girls and sisters, guess what Jiang Botao will do next, whether to open the door honestly and let the people outside take Fu Wei away, or continue kissing Fu Mei and then What if someone outside the door breaks in?

Hmm~o(* ̄▽ ̄*)oOne chapter a day on Saturdays and Sundays, and then the last chapter will be saved on the 27th. During this period of time, there are scattered exams.

If there is no accident, the update time is generally fixed at 4 o'clock every Monday during non-long holidays, and you can watch it in the morning. It should be difficult to update for about a week during the summer vacation to do poverty alleviation projects, and it will be updated three to four times a week at other times.

This article is actually a mess of ideas, but fortunately, it is not far from the end.

Also, it is very important, the college entrance examination is over, there is a good result, you must be cautious when filling out the volunteers

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