[Bottle Evil] Sleepless

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Wu Xie said: "I said, why do you keep staring at your mobile phone to play. It's cheating to dare—no, how do you know to tell ghost stories?"

"You reminded me." Zhang Qiling said.

Wu Xie said in shock: "What do I know? Isn't this the fat man who suddenly wanted to play?"

Zhang Qiling said: "The heartbeat under the bed."

With a breath blocking his throat, Wu Xie became dumb like a pebble.Er Er suddenly laughed, and quickly slid and pulled his toes on his calf, as if he could hear the sound of rubbing.After playing it several times, Qin Yan seemed to be falling asleep.Zhang Qiling suddenly propped up one hand, and his upper body tilted at a [-]-degree angle on the bed, Wu Xie finally saw his face clearly—it was smiling.Without giving him time to react, he attacked like a leopard, his lips pressed against his, and his tongue immediately burrowed in.Wu Xie was taken aback for a moment, and listened carefully to Qin Yan's breathing—it gradually became smoother, dragged on for a long time, and she probably fell asleep.So he responded boldly.

In the end, Wu Xie had difficulty breathing to a certain critical point, and Zhang Qiling stepped back after watching the situation—he was only panting for a while, and it seemed that there would be no problem if he continued.But he will always take care of Wu Xie's situation, every time.

The faces were still very close, Zhang Qiling pressed his face closer, his forehead pressed against his, and the two of them breathed relative to each other separated by a centimeter space.The air flow was warm, as if there was a sudden heating.Wu Xie stared at the pair of black marble-like eyes immersed in the water, and suddenly smiled, her eyebrows and eyes curved into arcs, and stretched out a hand from under the quilt, clasped the back of Zhang Qiling's head, and inserted her fingertips into his thick buttocks. in the hair.Zhang Qiling's hair is longer than his, and it's addictive to grab it. It feels like there are soft water plants between the fingers.

Their eyes met each other across Qin Yan, but they suddenly had nothing to say.

There is a thorn in Wu Xie's heart, too thin and too short to be fatal, it must have been poked in very early, it has already been buried in the flesh, now I want to pull it out, but I can't find the trace.I want to ask Zhang Qiling the whole sentence of "It's not you" in the afternoon, but I feel that I can't ask.The other party didn't find anything to say, just said "sleep", and fell down first.

11

The atmosphere on the return trip is always not as good as when it was.Maybe it was due to the weather, the sun was hanging obliquely in the west, and Yu Hui was dozing off, holding the road in his arms.Drowsiness is also contagious. Everyone in the car is dozing off, with their heads nodding. Seen from behind, they look like elementary school students in training.Like a classroom in the afternoon after a physical education class when I was a student, the air is sweaty, everything is sleepy, and there is an indescribable excitement dotted around like sparks.

Wu Xie held the phone and looked down at the new text message.

[OK, I'll send her to Xie Yuchen]

Enter a string of words and press send. Below the "Recipient" is the name that I couldn't suppress my excitement when I saw it - Qin Haiting.A few days ago, because I wanted to take Qin Yan out, I got the number from Xie Yuchen.

Her message was brief.

[Qin Yan's birthday the day after tomorrow, I don't know if you are busy]

The content of the reply is a bit strange, and it seems that I can't answer it, but it is considered a reply after all.After waiting for a long time, I didn't receive any reply, so I put the phone back in the bag.He dozed off badly, tilted his head toward the window, closed his eyes and fell asleep.The meal in his stomach hadn't been digested yet, so he was reminded to think about what happened in the afternoon.

In the morning, the clouds took them to visit the pear orchard. It was the flowering season. Clusters of white snowflakes covered the branches, and they were still fragrant under the sun. They were snow that could not be melted away, and the spring breeze was helpless.I went back after a while, and caught up with someone in the village who was having a wedding. Aguifei took them to go together, saying that a very loyal friend was looking for a son-in-law. The place is hospitable, and I would be happy to go to a few more families.

The happy events in the village are still on the level of neither Chinese nor foreign.The newlyweds are wearing suits and wedding dresses, and a few firecrackers are set off outside the door, and they also have to pay homage.Wu Xie and the others looked fresh, and the host was enthusiastic, so they stayed for a long time.At first, a few people gathered around a table to drink tea and play cards, and then they started to get married. The black glasses and the fat man were very active, and immediately moved over after throwing the cards.A group of young people made the newcomers blush, and Wu Xie followed them to watch the excitement.I feel lucky for the new couple in my heart - fortunately they are not familiar with the fat man's black glasses.Otherwise it's not a matter of blushing a little.

After coming out of the wedding ceremony, the fat man said, "Those people can't do it. If you get married naively, no matter what the fat man says, he will tell you to wear your underwear on the outside."

Wu Xie felt like a thorn in his heart.However, he still laughed and scolded the fat man, "Why are you so vulgar!"

The fat man retorted: "What vulgarity? Superhuman treatment, naive and uneducated!"

Wu Xie asked: "Do you still know culture?"

"Hey, don't look down on your fat grandpa's education, although he is a bit older than you - our education requirements were not as high as yours at that time. But the fat grandpa is based on strength, which is much more reliable than a piece of bad paper .The organization understands me best.”

Seeing that he was getting farther and farther away, the black glasses suddenly interjected: "What is the plan of the young third master? Will he marry or come to the house in the future?"

Zhang Qiling also turned his head to look over.

Wu Xie swallowed "fart" back, and said seriously, "I'm the only seedling in the whole family. If I want to come to the door, won't the three big Buddhas at home peel me off?"

The fat man smiled and said, "The feudal ideology is deeply rooted, Xiao Wu, you have to enlighten me and cut off the tail of feudalism."

Wu Xie stared and said, "As far as you are a socialist, you ask a wife to have a child with his mother's surname?"

The black glasses smiled again: "Little San Ye is a good person, I helped Fat Ye think of such a long-term matter."

On the left, there is a sentence of "little third master" and another sentence of "little third master". If you are not careful, you will be called in a wrong way.Wu Xie didn't let him bark at first.But who told him to do things with his third uncle, it's been so many years since he shouted, and he can't change it.

The fat man was very angry, and stared at his black glasses.Not forgetting to observe the expression of the cloud beside her, she smiled happily, and together with Aning, she led Qin Yan to the side near the wheat field.

"This bride is very beautiful, with good skin," Aning said.

The black glasses raised his eyebrows, and said: "One white covers three ugliness. The facial features are not as good as Brother Ning."

Aning: "I'm not white enough?"

The black glasses giggled, hooked Zhang Qiling's shoulders, and fell on him like a ruffian, "The mute changed clothes, he is much prettier than that girl." He was thrown away immediately.The black glasses are still smiling, but the hands are withdrawn obediently, and they don't move any more.The others laughed too.Only to hear Yun Cai say: "Mr. Zhang is beautiful. It is recognized."

The fat man was upset, "What's wrong with this world? Why are you so popular now? Even though it's a peaceful era, Little Japan is still dancing there. You can't lack a sense of security!"

Xie Yuchen lay down with his gun.

Wu Xie said: "If the sense of security is calculated according to the fat, you will get a big bargain."

The black glasses chimed in and interjected: "Fatty Master, you are wrong. The mute has studied for several years, and you have never seen him throw a fight."

The group of people slowed down a little and focused on Zhang Qiling.Wu Xie followed suit.I remembered what he said that night while looking at the photo album—it turned out that it was not a joke.He doesn't know yet.Black glasses know.

The fat man squinted his eyes and said, "Hey—brother, you can do it. How many times have you written it down?"

Zhang Qiling pointed to the black glasses with his eyes, and said, "Not as many as him."

The black glasses laughed dryly, "You sound like a hooligan."

Wu Xie smiled and said, "So you are still two heroes."

"That's right, black and white heroes, handsome or not?"

The whole group laughed.

Wu Xie said, "Ask me why? Ask Ma'am."

He doesn't know anything.

Yun Cai suddenly asked: "Your classmates?"

He looked at Zhang Qiling and asked.The latter nodded and added "high school".The black glasses continued: "Same department of the university."

The fat man sighed, "Damn it, two men."

Aning said the name of the university, and said, "I met you at the fellowship."

Wu Xie was startled.It's so familiar, it's the opposite of the university he attended—it turned out to be that university.

The black glasses asked: "Hey? When did it happen? Why don't you have any impression of Brother Ning?"

"I went on an outing before the winter vacation in my junior year. There were quite a lot of people. At that time, you were in your senior year? There were several people from the school. I remember someone giving Mr. Zhang a good time." Speaking of the last sentence, Aning's face The smile is very strong.

Zhang Qiling was in his senior year—was he a freshman or a sophomore?really do not know.It's not clear how old they are.But he really never went to the friendship that Aning mentioned.

Wu Xie looked at Zhang Qiling, then smiled and said, "Why not You Lemei?"

Zhang Qiling thought about it seriously, and said, "Not at that time."

Wu Xie laughed out loud.After careful calculation, it was true that there was no such thing at that time.Of course, there is no "You are my You Le Mei".This thing became popular when he was in his senior year, just for an advertisement.But Xie Yuchen didn't give it away, and asked him why, saying that Starbucks will always be a golden crown in the eyes of women, which is more reliable than anything else.Wu Xie scolded him for not knowing literature and art—in fact, Xie Yuchen chased people, and there was no one better than him.Starbucks is petty bourgeoisie.

It was dark when we got home.In order to echo back and forth, Wu Xie didn't talk much when he was approaching the urban area, looking like he was a little motion sick again and uncomfortable.

Because the place of getting off the car was different, the two entered the house with a difference of about 10 minutes.Wu Xie took Qin Yan to change shoes in front of the shoe cabinet. The lights in the living room were shining brightly, as if wrapped in a lantern.Zhang Qiling sat on the sofa and fiddled with his mobile phone. The TV was not turned on, and his coat was taken off, leaving only a V-neck short sleeve.

Wu Xie turned on the TV for Qin Yan, and sat down beside Zhang Qiling.Did not go over to look.Zhang Qiling spoke first: "There's a party the day after tomorrow, you take Qin Yan out to eat?"

Wu Xie watched him put the phone back into his trousers bag, and asked, "Old Qiu?