I quietly watch you play

"Aunt Ji, are all my brother's things stored in the house in the north?" Zhou Lei asked the nanny who was sorting out seasonal sundries.

The nanny loaded a few large packing boxes onto the flatbed truck, thought for a while and replied, "It's all over there. You sorted it out yourself, young master. No one has touched it after putting it away."

The nanny knew that Zhou Lei was asking about Zhou Wei, but the young master never cared about the guy behind him called brother, and would not listen to anyone.

Thinking about it, since the old Mr. Zhou fell ill and Zhou didn't leave home, the old man recovered slowly after the operation, and his physical energy was not as good as before. In the past two years, the Peony City has been gradually handed over to Ji Qing.

Ji Qing lived up to everyone's expectations, and did not make any mistakes in keeping her success. Several targeted sales promotions were carried out with great fanfare. Anyone can see that Peony City will fall into the hands of this mother and son in the future.

Even though Zhou Hui is a direct grandson, after all, he has been raised in a small household in the market for 20 years. His demeanor and knowledge are not mentioned. Ji Qing has already pinched his messy handles to death, and he can't and dare not make any waves.

What's more, this young man is so focused on asking his family for a small amount of money that he can be easily and happily paid off with tens of thousands of dollars, and he has no sense of seizing power at all.

Old Zhou has always seen countless people. What kind of grandson is he? He can see his heels from his throat at a glance. He never gave up when Zhou Wei was so reckless. Now it is the same reason, he has no hope for Zhou Hui.

Even the servants can see this situation clearly. Zhou Lei looks down on Zhou Hui. Back then, his brother donated hundreds of thousands to the crowdfunding platform, and stayed up late at night to learn painting secretly; but this product can be ashes from the seller for thousands of dollars. inkstone, and then pay someone to take the final exam for him.

With Zhou Lei's temper, he had restrained himself by not tying Zhou Hui up and beating him like a sandbag, so how could he call him brother.

Before Zhou left Zhou's house, his room remained untouched for a whole year. Later, Ji Qing did some superficial work to hinder Zhou Chen's face, and asked Zhou Hui to move into the big bedroom on the first floor under the pretext of redecorating the room for the brothers.

It's just that Zhou Hui's current room used to belong to Zhou Lei, and Zhou Lei moved into Zhou Wei's original room. He didn't want Zhou Hui to replace his brother in any sense.

Ji Qing married into the Zhou family, and Ji Jinfu married a villa in the same park, but it is not as good as the Zhou family's mansion. It is in the north, and the area is smaller. No one lives there. After so many years, the house price has increased more than ten times .

Ji Qing mentioned earlier that when Zhou Wei got engaged, the villa would be redecorated and used as a wedding room for him, so that the two parties would live close together and the young couple would have more freedom.

It is really touching that a stepmother can offer a dowry. This remark won a lot of favor in front of Zhou Chen, and it also made Zhou Lei jealous, so Zhou Lei hated that house inexplicably, and usually detoured. Walk.

Since it was vacant, during the period when Ji Qing was in charge of the house, she ordered the servants to pack up some infrequently used sundries and put them over there, so that the whole villa could be used as a warehouse.

"Let me help you," Zhou Lei pulled up the flatbed cart, and Aunt Ji followed behind to support her, a little flattered.

In the past, Zhou Wei would play with the servants regardless of master and servant from time to time, but Zhou Lei has never been arrogant, and it is the first time that he is so approachable.

Things were transported along the road, Zhou Lei had no impression of the layout of the house, and was a little surprised when Aunt Ji opened the door.

The decoration here is simple, the space is small but the furnishings are neat, probably no second room with such a simple style can be found in the entire garden, the interior is open and ventilated, and there is no gray musty smell that can not live for a long time, it is like the complicated organization of ordinary people .

Aunt Ji went to put things away: "Madam is very careful, let me store them according to everyone's sundries. Chen... used to store all the big and small rooms on the second floor. I will help you find what you need later."

Zhou Lei strolled around and looked around. The bedroom and study on the first floor were full. The storage racks on the entire wall contained outdated clothes and shoes, as well as bits and pieces of jewelry. There was even a root carving of his father, probably because he was not satisfied with the carving. The kind of littering, there is a bicycle standing against the wall behind the door, and it looks like it has been around for a long time.

"My mother doesn't have obsessive-compulsive disorder of hoarding, does she?" Zhou Lei was amazed.

"What?" Aunt Ji didn't understand this kind of new words, so she only thought about the general meaning, "My wife is very nostalgic, many old things are reluctant to throw away, but they are actually good things, like most of the clothes and shoes over there are new. It’s just that I have lived a good life in these years, and I don’t feel bad about losing things. Under the conditions of the past, a needle and a piece of cloth are good..."

Seeing Zhou Lei staring at her curiously, Aunt Ji suddenly stopped talking, embarrassment flashed across her face.

"Aunt Ji and my mother are still related?"

"It's so far away that it's hard to touch, but it's my wife who is easy to control and has never disliked our clumsiness." She cleared up her meaning and kept her voice down.

Zhou Lei knew very little about Ji Qing's life experience. He knew that she was adopted by her grandfather and was adopted at a very young age, so she was not treated very well in Ji's family. Even after marriage, Ji and Zhou's family seldom moved around.

Ji Jinfu is in his 90s and centenarians, but for the past ten years, this old man has been paralyzed in a high-end nursing home relying on equipment to make a living. His son and grandson immigrated overseas without even looking at him, only accompanied by a nanny.

Zhou Lei suddenly wondered whether his maternal ancestral family, which was really related by blood, would be just ordinary people struggling like his brother's family.

Some people fall into the dust for the sake of blood, and some cut off the blood and ascend to the sky in one step.

Seeing that Aunt Ji didn't plan to say anything else, Zhou Lei went straight up to the second floor to find his brother's favorite chinchilla as a pillow.

Huh?Zhou Lei turned the stairs, and accidentally glanced at the partition door leading to the basement. It was actually locked. It was an old-fashioned spring copper lock, the kind that can be opened with a hairpin in movies and TV dramas.

"Is there any treasure hidden under there?"

Aunt Ji was cleaning, she heard the words and glanced at the other door: "My wife locked it, I don't know what it is for, but we didn't let us put anything in it."

The secret space that every girl wants?Zhou Lei heard a chat from a female classmate, and thought that in the future, he would be able to buy a small apartment as his exclusive territory. It is not difficult to understand that he needs to be alone and free, but why choose the basement? Isn’t the attic not good?Still feel that the attic space is not private enough?

But the basement of this house is different from the big house. There is no patio to let light through, and there is not even a window. It is too depressing to be alone.

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Xiao Liu has been a little irritable recently, always looking for opportunities to run away from home, although he is not noisy, but just now he sprayed urine on the curtains, Zhou Wei knew that this guy was thinking about the little cat outside.

Jiang Xiaoqi didn't know how to raise it. He was three years old and hadn't taken him to cut his balls. The coldness and abstinence all depended on forbearance. How hard it is for a cat to live!

Zhou Wei didn't care about whether the cat would accept the kiss or not, so she held Xiao Liu in her arms and masturbated, while receiving the video from Zhou Lei.

Zhou Lei is like a flea stall owner. The camera is looking at the fragments of the ground and live broadcasting the rummage. They are all things that the two of them played with and treasured when they were young, and they are packed in storage boxes.

Original movie soundtrack, PSP1000 9, Nintendo wii, and a bunch of game disks. I have used various iterative mobile phones that I didn’t dare to throw away. There are hundreds of car models that can be called a miniature car show. There are thousands of parts but most of them lack arms. Lego with little legs, AK and 2/[-] that can launch foam bombs...

"I found a pillow." Zhou Lei squatted on the floor and took various pictures of a remote-controlled monster truck, and then turned to the hero card filled with an entire biscuit box. "Is there anything else you want? I'll take it together." to you."

Xiao Liu twisted his body on Zhou Wei's lap, his tail was raised high.Zhou Wei smiled: "What do I want these for, I don't have any son to play with in the future." "Wait a minute, that just now..."

Zhou Lei's camera moved back, swept across a box containing a DV and a telescope, and then quickly shook it away: "Don't forget it, I have a call coming in."

After the video was hung up, Xiao Liu jumped from Zhou Wei's arms to the coffee table, knocked over the coffee, and Zhou Wei hurriedly pulled out a bunch of tissues and threw them on the coffee-stained floor: "Master Liu, if you continue to serve in this way—"

Seeing that he didn't understand, Xiao Liu obediently hid and went to retreat to cultivate immortals.

Zhou Wei took Jiang Xiaoqi's drawing paper and pen at random, and outlined the abstract outline bit by bit, unevenly distributed stripes, feather texture at one corner, and spirally entangled vertebral body parts...

This is the pattern that Zhou Lei glimpsed when the camera moved. It is a flat square glass box, placed side by side with the biscuit box containing the hero card. The material of the inside cannot be seen clearly, but the decoration is like this.

Is it your own?Zhou Wei can't remember... But this pattern, I feel like I've seen it somewhere.

Can not remember.

Jiang Xiaoqi opened the door and came in, and saw Zhou Wei squatting on the ground with his head in his arms, next to the overturned coffee, he almost jumped out of his body and ascended to heaven, he rushed over and hugged Zhou Wei to look up, down, left, and right, wishing that Roentgen rays could shine in his eyes.

"It's okay, but there is one thing that I can't remember." Zhou Wei knocked on his head in frustration, and Jiang Xiaoqi grabbed his wrist, "I pretended to be amnesia and was backlashed, I really can't remember, you see, I'm not all lying to you, This brain-"

"Have a headache? Is there any discomfort?" Jiang Xiaoqi picked up the piece of paper and turned it around to look, "What is this, ZOLO's autumn and winter new style?"

"No, just this pattern, I seem to have seen it somewhere, but I can't remember it."

Jiang Xiaoqi glanced at him and relieved: "Can this be due to amnesia? Why do I have to remember it? It's not the bank card password."

Zhou Wei can't say it well, it is said that there is really no need to dig into the source of the deja vu that I saw.

"By the way, shouldn't Xiao Liu click? It's so uncomfortable." Zhou Wei gestured at Jiang Xiaoqi's key parts, and hurriedly ran away with a smile full of desire for survival.

"Oh, you know it's uncomfortable?" Jiang Xiaoqi smiled dangerously, "I feel the same way?"

"Otherwise, everyone is like you. You can control hormones freely, autosynthetic inhibitors, Liu Xiahui's reincarnation Qingxin Sutra protects the body, children's skills...Hey Jiang Xiaoqi, Jiang Xiaoshu, Seventh Brother...put me down and talk...Dad, I was wrong It's..."

Jiang Xiaoqi directly carried the man into the bedroom and threw him on the big bed, Zhou Wei bowed like a shrimp and stomped around, being held down by Jiang Xiaoqi shaking off the quilt, one hand slipped directly into the clothes along the corner of the quilt.

"Let me check, is it fattened?"

Zhou Wei was scratched to the point of itching, hugged the quilt and rolled into a ball: "Hahaha, don't...you can raise it again, hahahaha..."

His body froze in an instant, a line of fire shot up from the groove of his spine, like a deer caught in the back of the neck by a leopard, the corners of his eyes were moist, and his breathing became rapid.

Jiang Xiaoqi pressed him from behind, his warm breath blowing into his neck, his lips rubbed against his earlobe, and deliberately pressed the earphone against his right ear and whispered, "Why is it clicking? Is it here... or here... like this Are you afraid..."

Zhou Wei's blood was all over his face, turning red into a cooked shrimp, lying obediently on the chopping board to be slaughtered, that part of his body was carefully explored, rubbed, and caressed, and he trembled and fell in danger.

Bitten by the horns in his mouth, it became wet, and there was only a rippling halo in his eyes... Jiang Xiaoqi hooked his earphones and slowly pulled them down: "Don't be afraid, don't be shy, I'm the only one who can hear it..."

The last lingering sound is already blurred, like Zhou Wei's mind is gradually lax, there is no one else in his world, he said to the only lit light: "It's going to sink, Seventh Brother, hold me tight—"

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感谢在2020-03-1111:00:00~2020-03-1811:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottles of yue;

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