[Bottle Evil] Sleepless

I finally heard the photographer's words "It's ok", and then I saw that the effect was good.He relaxed for a while, and said with a smile: "Okay, it won't change after 26 years, don't be as stubborn as my mother."

Zhang Qiling said: "Some things really won't change."

Wu Xie was taken aback, and said, "It really hasn't changed much?"

Zhang Qiling remained silent, and looked at the next few photos, all of which were full moon, and the one on the right was a birthday photo.Wu Xie simply handed him the photo album, Zhang Qiling took it and put it on his lap to read slowly, it took a long time to turn a page, if he didn't look at the ripples in his eyes, he would have thought he was reading a document.

Wu Xie suddenly said: "Are you stupid? I was not photogenic at the time, but I really liked taking pictures."

Zhang Qiling tapped the one in the lower left corner with his index finger, which is slightly longer than ordinary people, "It's really a bit." Wu Xie stretched his neck and looked over. It was five years old, holding Xie Yuchen with a shofar braid in his left hand, and his pink skirt was sticking to it. Looking at his trousers rolled up to the knees - he was still "Little Flower" at that time, such a beautiful "girl".Wu Xie suddenly wanted to correct what he had just thought. Before Zhang Qiling, he didn't just like women. If he didn't know Xie Yuchen's gender, he couldn't use it as a premise.

"At that time, I thought he was a woman!" Wu Xie exclaimed, "Xie Yuchen, do you recognize him?"

Zhang Qiling said: "It's only stupid if you recognize it."

Only then did Wu Xie realize that he had just answered his words.Leng Leng said: "Who?"

"You." Zhang Qiling said lightly.

Wu Xie poked his waist with both hands—because he was sure that he was in a good mood and the atmosphere was good, otherwise he wouldn't be so bold in saying anything.However, after only two pokes, he freed up one hand to restrain him, and Wu Xie was a little annoyed immediately - only one hand was used!

Zhang Qiling didn't give him a chance to explode, so he let go of his hands and said, "Go and revise the manuscript."

Wu Xie said: "It's not too late today." Zhang Qiling turned to the next page, and it was the era of red scarves.The first one was taken outside the bedroom at home with my schoolbag on my back. It seemed to be the first day I wore a red scarf, and when I got home, I excitedly dragged my mother to take a picture.She smiled brightly, because the truth of missing a front tooth was exposed because of her brilliant grin.The next one is with Lao You, during the spring outing, with Yiwang Lake behind, two people standing under the shade of a tree, Lao You stepped on a stone, a bit taller than him, hugging his shoulders with a full face.

Wu Xie smiled and said, "It's always itchy. My toughest brother in elementary school was always played by me in Hangzhou." He pointed at the stone, "Actually, I'm taller than him."

Zhang Qiling glanced sideways at him, and Wu Xie suddenly said, "I didn't say I was taller than you—well, it seems that I'm really taller than you?"

Zhang Qiling was completely dumb.Continue to bury her head in the photo album, no matter how insinuating Wu Xie is, she can't pry her mouth open.Wu Xie simply called Qin Yan and took her to the bathroom to take a bath.Put Qin Yan to bed, closed the bedroom door and came out, Zhang Qiling was sitting on the sofa watching the advertisement - Colgate effectively relieves the symptoms of tooth allergies.The image of Zhang Qiling baring his white teeth suddenly appeared in his mind.Wu Xie laughed and sat down next to him.

"Is it okay if I'm wrong? Try to be shorter in your next life."

Zhang Qiling turned down the volume of the TV.

Wu Xie said: "Then it's settled, if I'm really short, don't retaliate against me."

Zhang Qiling finally spoke, turned his head to look at him, and said, "Next life?"

Wu Xie said: "Could it be this life? I don't think it's worth it. I've already grown taller, and I can't shrink back."

Zhang Qiling stretched out his hand, put his fingertips on his cervical spine, paused for a while, then slowly slid down, back and forth.Still feeling itchy through a T-shirt, Wu Xie just wanted to tell him not to play like this, when the hand suddenly tightened, hooked his neck, pulled him away, and then bit his mouth.Wu Xie's chest thumped, and he stretched out his arms to hug his waist.Zhang Qiling's tongue nimbly sneaked into his mouth, wrapping around his tongue and messing with it.The sound of water was echoing clearly, Wu Xie wished he could stick to it, and suddenly felt that the living room became erotic.His hands slid onto Zhang Qiling's hip bones, and he began to grope to untie his belt. The tip of Zhang Qiling's tongue froze for a moment, and he swiped one hand over to hold his, and pushed it away forcefully.

The tip of Zhang Qiling's tongue twitched in his mouth, but Wu Xie felt that the tip of his tongue was covered with ice, so that his tongue was also frozen.Wu Xie froze, Zhang Qiling also noticed it, licked his gums, and left his lips.He pulled his face back a little, and the two stared at each other.Wu Xie's hand that was not pulled away was still clutching his belt tightly.

Zhang Qiling sighed in a low voice, and the hand on his cervical spine slid forward along the neck, holding his chin, pressing the corner of his lips with his thumb, and rubbing gently.

"Revise the draft first, go to bed early."

Wu Xie remained silent.The air is like a piece of poor-quality coarse cloth that is stretched tight, and it may crack at any moment and split into scattered pieces.After a long time, he loosened his belt, took out his notebook from his schoolbag, and entered the study in silence.Zhang Qiling heard a slightly loud sound of closing the door, and the windows in the room seemed to vibrate as well.The whole world shook.

Wu Xie regretted it when he entered the study.

Want to go out and apologize.But I also felt embarrassed—it was only me who wanted to be dissatisfied.It's embarrassing.Going out now would only deepen the feeling, as if he couldn't live without him.Although it seems so.

10

On Saturday, I wake up at the same time as I usually go to work.After breakfast, the three of them sat in the living room, their luggage already packed.Wu Xie took out a comb from the bathroom to comb Qin Yan's hair.Qin Yan's hair was too long, and it was very windy in spring, making it very uncomfortable to go out.Because I didn't use conditioner, my hair was very knotted. Once the comb got stuck, Wu Xie didn't dare to pull it hard. He divided it into several bundles with his fingers and then shaved slowly. He even asked Qin Yan if it hurt, as if he was holding a comb It's a knife.It was very easy to separate a straight middle line, gather up the left one, Qin Yan's hair is long and dense, this side is combed flat, and the other bunch is bulging again.Wu Xie had a headache, tied up the rubber bands several times and then smacked his lips to take them apart.

Zhang Qiling folded his hands on one side of the sofa and watched without doing anything else.Wu Xie felt uncomfortably glued to his gluey eyes, looked up and said, "You really look like a grandfather."

The stalemate seemed like an episode.That night Zhang Qiling went to bed later than him, and after he entered the study, the living room was silent, completely, even the TV was silent.He couldn't read the manuscript, and fell asleep before 10:30, and Zhang Qiling didn't come in at that time.In the middle of the night, he vaguely felt a pair of hands on his waist, and the back of his ears seemed to be close to a stove, and there was heat pressing against him.He didn't open his eyes, he went directly to break the hands on his waist - broke the fingers clasped above his hip bones, broke one, sucked it back immediately, and he went to break it again.Tried down a few times without success.Like a rope soaked in water, those hands wrapped around his waist, pulling it tighter and tighter.He simply gave up, let him hold her, closed his eyes and forced himself to sleep.When he woke up in the morning, his surroundings were already empty. He jumped up like a carp and ran straight to the kitchen. Zhang Qiling was wearing an apron and heating instant steamed buns in the microwave.Helped him to press the sleepy hair, and urged him to wash up.Wu Xie smiled and did as he did.

In fact, Wu Xie prefers the way his ex-girlfriend threw things at him when she was angry.At least he knew she was angry.

Now that Wu Xie finished speaking, Zhang Qiling didn't make a sound, just staring at him quietly.Wu Xie said again: "Help me?"

Zhang Qiling stood up and walked over, and sat down on the other side of Qin Yan.Wu Xie asked him to gather up the hair on the right side of the midline that was draped over his shoulders, and he continued to comb the left strand awkwardly.When the one in his hand came into view slightly, he switched places with Zhang Qiling to comb the other side.Because I am getting familiar with it gradually, the speed of combing here is a little faster.

Finally, she turned Qin Yan's face to check.The left side is higher, he laughed to himself, loosened the rubber band a little, moved the root of the braid down, and tightened it.

Take Qin Yan to the bathroom to look in the mirror.Asked her if she looked good, she nodded.Then I asked Uncle He Xie how he was combing, the little girl stared at him blankly with a pair of big round eyes, and stopped talking.Wu Xie couldn't help laughing, rubbed her head, and said with a smile: "It's quite honest. It will be the same in the future, you can't lie casually, you understand?"

When teaching children, sometimes adults feel guilty when they say it.Zhang Qiling should have heard it, his voice is not low.

Back in the living room, he waved the comb and smiled at Zhang Qiling: "Do you want to try it?"

Zhang Qiling laughed and said: "Stop making trouble, and leave in a few minutes."

Wu Xie danced his comb and walked over, sat down next to him, looked at him carefully, and asked Qin Yan: "Yanyan, does Uncle Zhang look good with two sky-high braids?"

Qin Yan thought about it for a while, then murmured: "It's pretty..."

Wu Xie burst out laughing, and stretched out his hand towards Zhang Qiling's head, and as expected, he immediately grabbed his wrist.There was some helplessness in the dark eyes.

"I'll comb it for you," he said.

Wu Xie didn't withdraw his hand, and let his five fingers be tightly clasped, like the hand rope that night, "Mine is not as long as yours, I can't tie it up."

Zhang Qiling uttered a "tsk", and stretched out his other hand to grab the comb, Wu Xie hastily put his hands behind his back.Zhang Qiling said: "I will help you."

Wu Xie stared and said, "I really can't tie mine!"

Zhang Qiling was not discouraged: "Try."

"No, I told you not to come here!"

"Just try once."

"Damn it, be my guinea pig!"

Zhang Qiling stopped speaking.The movement of his hands didn't stop.Wu Xie shouted: "Yanyan, come and kill Uncle Zhang, otherwise no one will braid your hair tomorrow!" Then he hid back, Zhang Qiling tightened his grip on his wrist, Wu Xie was in pain, but he didn't want to kick him he.Zhang Qiling slid all over him, and was about to catch the comb hidden behind him, so he twisted violently, making him fly away.Zhang Qiling obviously didn't try his best, Wu Xie saw in his eyes the happiness similar to that of a child playing with mud, so he was willing to let him play like this - even though he became mud.