I'm dead again [quick time travel]

After dinner, Qiao Jiu left Li Chenzhou behind.

Qiao Jiu sat in front of the computer and played games, while Li Chenzhou stood by the bookshelf and read a book.

Qiao Jiu was unlucky today, he was killed as soon as he left the city gate.

He called out a few people in the gang, chopped and chopped the group over there, and the other side was still swearing uncleanly.

Qiao Jiu was about to die of anger, so he quarreled with the other party directly.

Li Chenzhou looked at him from behind as if he had been spat out, the keyboard was crackling, and he was cursing, but he was not dirty, at most he was talking about shit.

This is how he is, Li Chenzhou thought, flamboyant and clean.

This is his Qiao Jiu.

Li Chenzhou walked over and poked his head from behind him: "What's wrong?"

The two were very close, head to head, Li Chenzhou could clearly hear Qiao Jiu's heavy breathing, and when he turned his head, he could see his fair skin and the mole on his neck.The light and shadow on the computer screen reflected in the eyes.

Qiao Jiu didn't pay much attention to it. He knew Li Chenzhou was coming when he approached. Hearing his question, his eyes didn't make any difference: "It's so annoying."

"Ok?"

"These idiots recognized the wrong person, they chased me and hacked, and their mouths were not clean."

Li Chenzhou looked at the screen, and sure enough, he saw a screen full of porn.

Qiao Jiu kept moving his hands: "If you admit your mistake, you will admit your mistake. After explaining clearly, they still haven't apologized."

He chuckled: "It's really arrogant."

Li Chenzhou stretched out his hand and patted Qiao Jiu's head: "I'll go back first."

"What are you doing back here?" Qiao Jiu said, "Just sleep here."

Li Chenzhou's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he looked back at Qiao Jiu, his face was normal.

Yes, it's normal.

Li Chenzhou laughed, he was really confused.

Qiao Jiu didn't wait for Li Chenzhou to recall it for a long time, and then turned his head: "What's wrong?"

Li Chenzhou smiled: "I'll go back and take a shower first."

"Oh," Qiao Jiu said, "Then you come here earlier."

When Li Chenzhou came back, the computer was still on the game interface, but Qiao Jiu was no longer there. Mr. Qiao pointed in the direction of the bathroom, and Li Chenzhou nodded to indicate that he knew.

Mr. Qiao looked at Li Chenzhou hesitantly, but finally said nothing.

The next second, Qiao Jiu came out of the bathroom: "Dad, why are you going?"

Mr. Qiao pushed open the door of the guest bedroom and looked back at Qiao Jiu: "Didn't Li Chenzhou sleep with you today? I'm going to get something."

He looked at Li Chenzhou again: "Go back to your room first, I'll bring the things to you later."

Qiao Jiu: "Thank you Dad."

After talking a few steps, he ran over and threw himself on Li Chenzhou's back, and Li Chenzhou supported Qiao Jiu's leg with his hands.

Qiao Jiu: "Let's go, take me back to the bedroom!"

Li Chenzhou smiled.

Mr. Joe also laughed.

Li Chenzhou jolted Qiao Jiu on his back: "Let's go."

Qiao Jiu smiled and waved goodbye to Mr. Qiao.

In the end, Emperor Jiu was thrown on the bed by the rebellious minister Zhou.

Qiao Jiu pointed at Li Chenzhou, and said with a full face, "You rebellious minister, how dare you murder me!"

Li Chenzhou kept a straight face.

Qiao Jiu: "Come here! Help!"

Li Chenzhou suddenly approached Qiao Jiu, who was too involved in the drama: "Your Majesty, just scream." His face was expressionless, but there was an inexplicable emotion in his eyes, which seemed very dangerous: "You can't save you even if you scream your throat."

Qiao Jiu:...

Li Chenzhou approached Qiao Jiu, which was a very ambiguous posture. If Li Chenzhou let go of his hands, he would lie on Qiao Jiu's body directly, but even if Li Chenzhou supported him with his hands, the two faces were still very close, and the breathing Entangling, it seems that the next second is going to kiss.

"boom-"

"boom-"

"boom-"

Qiao Jiu heard the beating sound of his heart, and he stared blankly at Li Chenzhou who was close at hand, unable to distinguish whether it was his own heartbeat or Li Chenzhou's.

As the minutes passed, Qiao Jiu felt his heart beating faster and his throat getting dry.

"Bang—" sounded.

Look at the heart beating again.

Such a thought came to Qiao Jiu's mind, and then he heard Mr. Qiao's voice: "I'm coming in."

Qiao Jiu's heart skipped a beat, and he stretched out his hand to push Li Chenzhou away from him.

At the same time, Li Chenzhou let go of his hand, and his whole body fell on Qiao Jiu's body. Before Qiao Jiu could feel the weight, Li Chenzhou rolled to the position next to Qiao Jiu.

Before Qiao Jiu had time to say anything, Mr. Qiao opened the door and walked in.

He looked at the two people in the room, found nothing wrong, and put the quilt he brought on Qiao Jiu's bed.

Qiao Jiu felt that the room was extremely hot, and checked the air conditioner, the temperature was not too high.

Mr. Qiao asked him to get up and tidy up the bed, but Qiao Jiu refused. He didn't know what happened just now, his body was so soft that he couldn't get up.

Li Chenzhou sat up: "Uncle, go to bed first, we will do it ourselves later."

"Okay," Mr. Qiao said without objection, "You guys go to bed early, too."

Walking to the door, he turned around and told Qiao Jiu to play less games and not stay up late.

Qiao Jiu hummed perfunctorily several times before he heard the sound of the door closing.

Mr. Qiao went out, and the room suddenly became quiet.

He could feel Li Chenzhou lying down beside him again, and after a while, he suddenly heard Li Chenzhou's laughter.

At first it was kind of low, the voice was very low, and then it gradually became clearer.

This was the first time Qiao Jiu heard Li Chenzhou laugh like this. He seemed very, very happy, as if he had put down something heavy, and suddenly he became relaxed.

Qiao Jiu panicked when he heard this.

He turned his head to look at Li Chenzhou. He put his arms over his eyes and grinned. Qiao Jiu turned his head quickly, but he didn't see the tears in the corners of Li Chenzhou's eyes.

After that day, Li Chenzhou became very busy again, as if he was back at school before the holiday, but there were some differences, Li Chenzhou would call him every day.

Mr. Qiao gives Qiao Jiu extra lessons at home.Ms. Ke Qingyu is a painter, she seems to be very busy these days, she leaves early and returns late, and is always away from home.

This time the holiday is not long, around 20 days, Qiao Jiu played chess with Mr. Qiao every day, until 29.

Qiao Jiu and Mr. Qiao discussed cleaning the house. In fact, the house was not dirty, but Qiao Jiu was really flustered. He remembered that when he was a child in the countryside, he always started preparing for the New Year a month in advance, but now it is different.

Qiao Jiu is not a literary youth, but he has a special affection for his childhood.

He told his dad to clean the room first, and then go to buy some food and come back.

Mr. Qiao: "Who will do it?"

Qiao Jiu: "...you?"

Mr. Joe looked at him seriously.

Qiao Jiu: "Let me call Li Chenzhou over."

"Forget it," Mr. Qiao said, "I'll do it."

Mr. Qiao actually knows how to cook. After all, there must be someone who can cook in every family. Ms. Ke Qingyu can't cook, so he can do it.

Qiao Jiu felt that his father was really kind to his mother.

But in the past few years, their family's stomachs have been taken care of by Li Chenzhou.

Mr. Qiao handed Qiao Jiu a feather duster: "Is your family not new year?"

Qiao Jiu took the feather duster: "Oh."

Even if the house is very clean, it would be a big project to clean it all up. Qiao Jiu and Mr. Qiao made the whole house look brand new from morning to afternoon.

The father and son were standing in Ke's living room. When Qiao Jiu was about to praise himself, the door suddenly opened.

Qiao Jiu looked over and saw Ms. Ke Qingyu standing by the door changing shoes: "Mom."

The door was not closed, and Qiao Jiu could see the scene outside. He saw Li Chenzhou's father standing by the door, about to open the door and enter the house. Qiao Jiu thought, it must be half a year since he saw him, so he raised his voice again. Call: "Uncle Li!"

The man turned his head and smiled at Qiao Jiu, the smile was very weak and fleeting.

Qiao Jiu walked to the door: "Uncle, when did you come back?"

"Just a few days."

He and Mr. Qiao are two completely different types. His hair is combed back, his face is stern, his eyes are sharp, he is not angry and pretentious, and he is a domineering president.

When Qiao Jiu looked at him before, there was always a gloomy look in his eyebrows, as if something was not going his way, but now the gloomy look is gone, and even if he doesn't show it on his face, he can still see his good mood.

Qiao Jiu: "Uncle, what happy event have you had recently?"

Li Gu glanced at Qiao Jiu with complicated eyes.

Qiao Jiu smiled: "I can see it."

Li Gu laughed, his brows and eyes softened: "You will know after a while."

"Huh?" Qiao Jiu looked at him curiously.

"Son," Mr. Qiao called Qiao Jiu in the house, "Come and help me move things."

"Oh, just come." Qiao Jiu responded, and turned around to say goodbye to Li Gu.

Ke Qingyu was still standing at the door, saw Qiao Jiu come in and touched his head with a smile, Qiao Jiu smiled at her, and then heard the sound of the door closing.

In the afternoon, Qiao Jiu and Mr. Qiao went out to buy vegetables, and Ms. Ke Qingyu was applying a facial mask, so she declined Qiao Jiu's invitation.

Qiao Jiu looked at Ms. Ke Qingyu who was sitting on the sofa with a straight face and straight back, shook his head, lowered his voice and complained to his father: "Girls are really troublesome, especially delicate girls like my mother."

He looked to the opposite side: "By the way, Uncle Li is back, have you been with them this year?"

"No," Mr. Qiao shook his head: "They are not available this year."

Qiao Jiu snorted, seeing that his father didn't want to say more, so he decided to ask Li Chenzhou in private.

They didn't go to the supermarket, but went to the vegetable market not far away. The vegetable market was very large and lively. Before Qiao Jiu reached the door, he heard the noise from inside, the sound of hawking, bargaining, and encounters. Greetings from acquaintances.

Red blessing characters and couplets were posted in the vegetable market, and a lot of red ropes were tied. It looked joyful, and the air was filled with the flavor of the New Year.

Qiao Jiu liked this feeling very much, as if he had returned to his childhood.

He and Mr. Qiao looked left and right, and didn't go home until it was dark.

On the way back, he and Mr. Qiao’s hands were full. There was a thin layer of snow on the ground, which reflected a dim yellow light under the illumination of the street lamps. There were many footprints on the snow. Qiao Jiu followed the footprints guessed by the people in front of him. Let's go, the cold wind blows, piercing Qiao Jiu's neck.

Mr. Qiao walked behind him, watching his jumping movements.

The shops on the side of the road are not yet closed, and the glass is covered with red paper-cuts and window grilles. Everything indicates that the Chinese New Year is coming soon.

"Father," Qiao Jiu turned his head, "I think I'm a little hungry again."

Mr. Qiao looked at the sugar-fried chestnuts not far in front of him, and realized.

Qiao Jiu looked at Mr. Qiao helplessly, and Mr. Qiao couldn't help laughing at his appearance. He was obviously an adult, but he still acted pitifully as he did when he was a child, his eyes were so clear.

"Okay," he smiled, "buy."

Qiao Jiu grinned: "Dad, you are so kind!"

The two walked to the small stall. The chestnut seller was an old man with a big thick hat and a gray beard. They saw Qiao Jiu smiling kindly at him.

Qiao Jiu thought of his deceased grandfather for a moment.

There were not many chestnuts in front of the old man. Qiao Jiu walked up to the old man and asked the price. The old man's voice was a little hoarse, and he said that he could let Qiao Jiu try it first.

Qiao Jiu picked up two chestnuts, stuffed one for Mr. Qiao, and ate the other by himself.

The chestnuts were still hot, even a little hot, sweet and delicious, Qiao Jiu turned his head and asked Mr. Qiao, "Are they delicious?"

Mr. Joe nodded.

Qiao Jiu turned his head with a smile: "Grandpa, we want all these, please help us wrap them up."

The old man nodded with a smile, and quickly packed the things.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, Qiao Jiu shrank his neck and talked to the old man, and the breath he exhaled rose when he spoke, which was particularly obvious under the light.