final destination

After the door was closed, Uncle Feng didn't give an explanation immediately. He approached and changed the topic with a smile: "Old Zhao, what good wine did you bring?"

"It's not Wuliangye!" After finishing speaking, his eyes moved away from Jianjie.

"Hehe! You said you don't need to buy anything here, why are you so polite? Come on, come on, come on, sit down, I'll make a pot of good tea." Uncle Feng smiled casually, with great interest.

After Lao Zhao sat down, Jian Jie quietly looked at him.Seeing that he was dressed in white-collar clothes and his slightly fat belly bulged, he looked a little fatter than Uncle Feng, and his short hair stained with frost on his temples combined with his thick eyebrows and eyes, could not help but give people a fierce aura.He looked down at the transparent glass table, and then showed a solemn expression.

"Young man! What's your name?" A faint voice suddenly came out, startling Jian Jie who was observing.

"Ah? Call me Xiaojian!" He replied in a panic, as if the little Jiujiu in his heart had been discovered.

"Oh, hehe!" Lao Zhao smiled shyly, "Are you really Lao Feng's son?"

"Uh, so be it!"

At this time, Jianjie looked in the direction of the kitchen, as if he was waiting for Uncle Feng to come out to rescue him. Facing Lao Zhao's question, he always felt that his words were very reserved.Old Zhao seemed to know something, he tentatively asked: "How long have you known each other?

"I met yesterday." Jianjie was obviously a little allergic to Lao Zhao's question, but he was Uncle Feng's old friend and his elder, so he had to answer him politely.

"Oh, the boy is quite clever, ha ha!" Lao Zhao smiled, and suddenly asked himself: "Yesterday? Impossible! I was with Lao Feng yesterday afternoon..."

I feel that Lao Zhao is a little strange, I don't know what he is muttering?Jianjie could only answer without asking.At this time, Uncle Feng finally came out. He poured three cups of tea and handed him a cigarette on the table, and lit one himself. Then he sat down and introduced Jianjie briefly. The voice and the atmosphere were extremely depressing, only a reporter on the TV watched the three talking.

Sitting quietly, Jian Jian glanced at Uncle Feng and then at Lao Zhao, as if the two of them were very weird, waiting for each other to ask and answer, neither of them spoke first.After a short breath, Uncle Feng broke the silence.

"Old Zhao! You ran away in a hurry yesterday, what happened?"

"Yesterday was really disappointing! In fact, it's nothing. The company's big and small things are too busy for a while, so I'll go back and deal with them." Lao Zhao said, and finally couldn't help asking the doubts in his heart. Wen Wen: "It's you, we were playing chess together yesterday, why did you have a son after a day of not seeing each other? It's not a simple affair, ha ha!"

Uncle Feng, who was relatively calm at first, became confused when he heard Lao Zhao talk about his love affair, as if he blamed him for talking too much.Jian Jie was confused when he heard the situation. He watched TV while pricking up one ear to understand the situation. Seeing Uncle Feng's sudden silence, he turned his head and looked over, just in time to meet each other.

Uncle Feng smiled lightly, he could see a little embarrassment on his face, and instantly turned into a look of pity and said: "We happened to meet yesterday afternoon, and we knew each other, if it wasn't for Xiaojian..."

Uncle Feng didn't seem to want to continue talking, and looked at Jianjie with distressed and self-blaming expressions, as if he was afraid that mentioning it would remind him of nightmares, so he stopped talking.But Lao Zhao didn't understand what happened. He laughed and joked: "This kid is quite neat! He's very likable. If you really like him, you should cherish him!"

When Lao Zhao said the word "like" casually, Uncle Feng was surprised again on the spot, he was at a loss, his eyes seemed to indicate something!Every expression was seen by Jianjie from the side.Lao Zhao found that Uncle Feng ignored him and couldn't hear the answer for a long time, so he thought he said something wrong?If you don't find it interesting, you don't care about it, as if you have hurt the harmony somewhere, the atmosphere is more depressing than before.

What are the two of them doing?They are mysterious, and they say a few words for a while, is it because they are listening to them that it is inconvenient for them to speak?probably!Jian Jie thought for a while, and found that it was difficult for him to speak, and they all threw themselves aside.He simply stood up and said immediately: "Uncle Feng, I'm going to play with the computer for a while, you guys chat slowly!"

"Oh, hehe, okay, let's go!" Uncle Feng was startled first, then smiled honestly.

When Jianjie walked away, he still glanced at Lao Zhao, and saw his eyes staring at him, but it didn't feel like he was looking at him.Only when his back was turned to the two of them did Jianjie know what Lao Zhao was looking at!He asked, "Old Feng, did he hurt his arm?"

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In the room, Jianjie was bored playing with the computer, and his mind was all on them. He really wanted to go to the living room and listen to what they were discussing.Sometimes I always try to find and catch some things, some are within reach, some need to sit on the sidelines, and some are right in front of my eyes, looking alive and kicking, as if they are within reach, but I can never catch them.Even if you touch it, it will run away like a fish in muddy water. If you don't pay attention, this thing is an elf!Everyone has an elf, but how many people don't know each other.

Being bored at leisure, I unconsciously opened one folder after another, and the computer also displayed a picture with random clicks.

Immediately, Jianjie was dumbfounded!A picture of Uncle Feng, who is both elegant and careful, appeared in front of him, and a young woman with delicate features was holding his arm, who must be his daughter.Although I have seen Uncle Feng himself, in the photo he also shows a kindness, which is more connotative. Looking at this face obsessively, after vicissitudes, it seems ethereal, like a monotonous sketch, in the tranquility and elegance, more Added a sense of bleakness and desolation.I looked at the woman again, one after another...

When he saw the photo of Uncle Feng and Lao Zhao, Jianjie thought that their friendship was very deep. The sincere smiles of the two made him unable to help but compare. Uncle Feng is still more beautiful!After reading dozens of photos, Jianjie looked at them again, each of which was aimed at Uncle Feng.

Time always slips off one's fingertips inadvertently, and the passage of minutes and seconds always makes people think that it has been thrown away, but every time you open it and look at it, you can never see it.It is like a cunning loach, hiding in the crevices of the rocks, it can't tell when it will come out, and before it can be seen clearly, it disappears again.Just like that, how can you catch it?So it is even more difficult to get rid of it, it flows in the body like Qi, and is often tortured inexplicably.Hey, I got up slowly, looking at the faint dusk shining in from the window, I wonder if Lao Zhao is gone?In this situation, Jian Jie wished to go outside with Uncle Feng to relax and watch the sun go down. He didn't go out half a step all day, so he couldn't help but think.

Walking out of the room, the two adults had a long chat with cheerful smiles. It seemed that they couldn't finish talking until dawn. I don't know what is there to talk about?So much to say!Jianjie came to the living room, frowned, called Uncle Feng, and Uncle Feng again, then sat down, as if wondering.

Hearing the cry, the two adults responded separately. Uncle Feng didn't say anything at first, and Lao Zhao didn't say anything. They looked at Jianjie with a half-smile, which made people feel a little weird.After Jianjie sat down, Uncle Feng asked earnestly, "Xiaojian, don't you play computer anymore?"

"Well, come out and sit down!" Noticing that two pairs of eyes were staring at him, Jian Jie's face flushed slightly, and he regretted coming out to sit down again, wishing he could go back to the room immediately.

"Hey! Are you hungry? Eat an apple first, and uncle will cook later!" Uncle Feng looked very kind, and he smiled and gave Jianjie an apple.

"Not yet!" Jianjie took the apple and ate it, feeling so sweet in his heart that Lao Zhao couldn't get in any words.

Uncle Feng was chatting with Lao Zhao about homework and was ready to cook, but Lao Zhao seemed to want to leave. Uncle Feng tried his best to persuade him to stay, so he had to stay.When Uncle Feng was cooking, Lao Zhao teased Jianjie and said, "Old Feng treats you well!"

"Yes, Uncle Feng is very nice!"

"Hehe, isn't uncle bad?" Lao Zhao continued to tease and laughed.

"do not know!"

Jian Jie's answer was very simple, and Lao Zhao always tricked him, and he seemed to have a lot of fun.In the middle of the journey, Jianjie felt that he was always at a disadvantage. Regardless of Lao Zhao's eyes, he went to help in the kitchen, but Uncle Feng refused to let him go to the living room to talk with Lao Zhao, as if he was afraid that he would leave, so Jianjie could only be obedient. He was teased by Lao Zhao when he went back.

When Uncle Feng made every delicious dish, Jianjie went to wash his hands angrily, and then sat at the dining table and stared at Lao Zhao, as if he was not angry with him for being unhappy for a while.When Uncle Feng was cooking, Lao Zhao always showed his childlike nature, which made Jianjie angry and had no place to vent his anger. Because he was an elder, Jianjie didn't dare to joke too much and kept restrained.

At this time, the three of them were already sitting at the dining table, and the bottle of Wuliangye brought by Lao Zhao was also opened. When Uncle Feng poured two glasses of wine, Lao Zhao took it over and asked, "Xiao Jian! You can drink some too!"

"No, he's still young, his hand injury is not healed, and he can't drink high-alcohol alcohol." Uncle Feng stopped him and said on behalf of Jianjie.

Jianjie really wanted to try it. He listened to Uncle Feng, but Lao Zhao still poured out a small amount and handed it to him. Uncle Feng shook his head helplessly and didn't stop him.When the liquid in the glass slipped into his mouth, Jianjie thought it was delicious, so he took it as red wine, but who knew?

"Ah", Jianjie's face flushed slightly, and he complained again and again: "It's so spicy! What kind of wine is this? Cough...cough"

"Xiao Jian! Who drinks like you? Does it matter if you drink to the bottom of the glass?" Uncle Feng asked a little bit, but also a little anxiously.

"Fortunately, I'd better drink red wine. The wine brought by Uncle Zhao is not good." Jianjie exhaled a few times and said, as if complaining that Lao Zhao was playing tricks on him, and then took Uncle Feng last night as a joke. Give him plenty of red wine.

Old Zhao thought that the wine he brought was top-grade, and when he heard that Jianjie disliked it, he became upset and said seriously: "A boy is a boy, how can red wine compare with this wine? You don't know how to taste good wine!"

"Who said it can't be compared? The red wine that Uncle Feng bought is so delicious! How can the wine you bring be spicy?" Jianjie didn't buy Lao Zhao's account, and he always thought that Uncle Feng was better.

"Okay, okay, let's eat quickly, besides, the dishes are cold!" Uncle Feng said with a slight smile when he saw them talking one by one, as if he was smiling to get rid of the oppressive atmosphere.

Although they talked like this, but when it was time to eat, they chatted about the daily meals by themselves, and with the wine and food delivered, they all forgot to eat the rice.Jianjie saw that their topics were endless, so he just cared about eating without talking nonsense.

Full of wine and food, Uncle Feng and Lao Zhao's faces were a little flushed, did they drink enough?They don't look like rotten alcoholics. There is still about half a bottle of Wuliangye on the table, so it shouldn't be broken, right?Indeed, when Old Zhao got up to say goodbye, he didn't see any discontent with Ben, because it was late, and Uncle Feng didn't want to keep him.

After Lao Zhao left, it was dark, and Jianjie wanted to ask Uncle Feng to go for a walk together, but seeing that he seemed a little tired, he stayed at home obediently.Clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and then wash the body, it's past nine o'clock...

Playing on the computer in the room for a while, Uncle Feng also took a shower, he walked in to take a look and said, "Xiaojian, Uncle is a little tired, go to sleep first!"

"Oh, I'll sleep too!" Looking at Uncle Feng's attractive body, Jianjie's eyes were straight. When he heard that Uncle Feng was going to rest, he wanted to stay with him on the bed even if he was not sleepy, to see if he could take the opportunity to eat tofu.

After turning off the lights, the two of them didn't talk much. When Uncle Feng fell asleep and his nose was blocked, Jianjie still suppressed the tense and violent desire, and could hardly invade his body by himself.Gradually, his head became disobedient, and one hand was stretched out to caress his chubby belly, starting from the hairy part and swimming all over the place, even the lower foot couldn't control himself, as if he had eaten the guts of a leopard, Quietly put one foot on Uncle Feng's legs, and then gently hugged him without moving.

Sure enough, if you are not intoxicated with wine, you will be intoxicated, and if you are not attractive, you will be intoxicated!If it weren't for the influence of alcohol, Jianjie wouldn't dare to offend Uncle Feng's dignity so blatantly. He is not a saint, and he also has emotions and desires, and his instinctive desires are like being chained by Uncle Feng.

The smell of alcohol on Uncle Feng's body was strong and light, slightly masculine, filling Jianjie's nose, making him intoxicated and lost his nature.In this situation, just when Jianjie wanted to kiss Uncle Feng's lips, he stopped snoring for a second, and called out in the next second: "Xiaojian!"

With a sound of "whoosh", a series of movements retracted at the same time, a few minutes faster than lightning, which scared Jianjie out of his wits, his heart hung out, and his head went blank.He didn't turn over to the other side, and looked at Uncle Feng calmly like still water, not daring to move, like a fugitive hiding in the grass, staring at whether the search team found his footprints.

At this moment, Jianjie was startled and terrified, the room was silent, so quiet that one could hear a faint heartbeat, after a while, the tense nerves gradually relaxed, and the secret passage was very dangerous.

"Xiaojian!"

Before he could take a breath, he called again, but Jian Jie didn't respond, he was so frightened that he couldn't even feel his breath.When he vaguely saw that Uncle Feng was about to turn over, Jianjie seemed to be watching the sky collapsing, so he quickly turned over to the other side without facing it, and at the same time regretted thinking: "This time I'm dead!"