I quietly watch you play

Huang Zhizi was sitting by the bed peeling apples, the long peel hanging down in curls.

Zhou Wei waved the IV in his hand boredly, and looked up to meet Pei Qin's resentful little eyes.

Huh - so boring!

This birthday is more than thrilling, but not exciting enough.

Zhou Wei was just about to reach out to pull out the needle, but Pei Qin held it down quickly: "Huh! Be honest! Your lungs are choked with water and you are afraid of infection, so take some antibiotics. What do you want to eat?"

Lan Yousheng didn't finish his ice cream cake, Zhou Wei turned his head back to the bedside: "Why doesn't Jiang Xiaoqi come to see me?"

"Can I eat grilled cuttlefish? Bitan's special snack!" Huang Zhizi raised her hand and interjected, her eyes full of anticipation.

Pei Qin looked down, and took out 200 yuan and handed it to her: "Come back after eating."

Huang Zhizi gnawed on an apple and slipped away against the wall. Pei Qin stared at Zhou Wei carefully, as if he didn't know him anymore, and muttered, "Maybe he's afraid that he won't be able to hug you and strangle you to death if he sees you?"

ha?Zhou Weixin said that he was not the one who rescued me, he was cheating that time in Qingjing Mountain and he didn't think of strangling him to death.

"Does the family know? It's not his fault... It didn't have to be so troublesome to be hospitalized."

Everyone has been admitted to the hospital, there is such a big commotion, if you want to hide it, you can't hide it, maybe Jiang Xiaoqi has complained to the Jiang family, at least on the surface you want to reprimand him to comfort Mr. Zhou's worries.

"Not only him, Chengdu also helped, otherwise you will die."

When Zhou Wei heard the name, he became angry: "Fuck! He would be merciful if he didn't tie me to the propeller and drag me to death, save me? Hehe——"

"Don't believe it, Jiang Xiaoqi said so, it was him who helped you break the rope..."

Zhou Wei rolled his eyes to the ceiling: "Don't give him money! Don't forgive me!"

"I need you to forgive me? Tch!" Yu Cheng hurriedly pushed the door open.

Zhou Wei picked up Baisuishan who was on the bedside and threw him: "What are you doing here? Get out!"

"Let's see if you're dead." Yu Chengda grabbed a chair and sat down next to Pei Qin, and handed him a small box containing sponge cake: "Red rose sauce."

Lan Yousheng's dim sum looked very delicate and delicious, Pei Qin secretly rubbed his hands and wanted to pass it on to Zhou Wei.

Yu Chengcheng said again: "For those who have been poisoned, the antidote is here with me, and he is sure to die!"

Ma Dan!If you insist on dying on his birthday, bad luck won't kill you!Zhou Wei was so angry that he coughed again.

This time Jiang Xiaoqi also came, carrying the food boxes from Lan Yousheng's restaurant behind and entered the door, and put a stack on the bedside cabinet, without giving Zhou Wei a serious look.

Pei Qin was afraid that the two friends would continue to fight each other, so he pulled Yu Chengcheng and told him to go back to the hotel first.

Zhou Wei saw that Jiang Xiaoqi didn't speak, guessing that he might still be angry, so he didn't say a word, and went to the pile of food with one hand.

Stir-fried broccoli, watercress shrimp, snow clam custard with white rice, or feed rabbits.

Jiang Xiaoqi didn't speak, and Zhou Wei didn't want to open his mouth first, knowing that the other party was holding back his breath and wanted to clean up himself, and if he acted cute and shameless, he would be punished.

He also knew that this time it was really dangerous, no wonder Jiang Xiaoqi ignored him.

Zhou Wei was hungry, so he decided to occupy his mouth to eat first, and then he had the energy to be scolded when he was full.

He was holding the needle in one hand, and the other hand was not very flexible to open the lunch box, so the hand holding the needle couldn't help but go up to cooperate.With this lift, the crimson blood flowed back into the thin tube, and he didn't care about it, he just focused on picking the lid of the box.

Jiang Xiaoqi reached out and took away the box of egg custard he was holding, Zhou Weixin finished speaking, this meat dish was probably specially brought to make him feel embarrassed.

He looked at Jiang Xiaoqi warily, and the other party silently opened the lid of the box, pulled out the small table beside the bed, adjusted it and put it on it, opened the other two boxes for him, and finally arranged the rice and spoon.

Didn't scold him?This made Zhou Wei eat unsatisfactorily, and there was a kind of suspense that he would kill after feeding.

"Nothing to say?" Watching Zhou Wei put down the spoon, Jiang Xiaoqi finally pointed to the knife, speaking lightly, but the aftertaste was very cold.

Zhou Wei licked off the rice grains from the corner of his mouth, and asked angrily, "Well, did Yu Cheng find it?"

If eyes can punch someone, then Jiang Xiaoqi's eyes at this moment must be intercontinental missiles! "That thing is so important to you?"

"Also... no," Zhou Wei muttered, "I just don't want to lose to that bastard——"

Jiang Xiaoqi took a deep breath, feeling that he really didn't have the energy to talk nonsense with this guy, so he stood up and wanted to leave.

"Hey? Seventh brother, you want to leave me here alone? I am still a patient—" Zhou Wei said, coughing twice in response to the scene, which was a bit fake.

Jiang Xiaoqi frowned and looked back at him, feeling a headache: "If possible, I would like to throw you back into the sea to feed the fish."

After speaking, the person continued to walk out.

"Ah!" Huang Zhizi just came back from the outside, opened the door and ran into Jiang Xiaoqi, frightened, she quickly swung the skewer bag behind her: "Jiang Jiangjiang, Mr. Jiang—"

Zhou Wei lay cross-legged on the bed and held his forehead, it was really time to come back.

"Look at him," Jiang Xiaoqi said, "Go back to Danyang tomorrow morning."

Huang Zhizi probably finally realized that his previous performance was very unsatisfactory. Fortunately, the other party was Mr. Pei. It seems that Mr. Pei has a strong relationship with his boss, and he may know the employment relationship between the two parties, but Jiang Xiaoqi probably didn't know it, and Zhou Wei should also I don't want outsiders to know.

Therefore, Huang Zhizi carefully grasped the proportion of coquettish and well-behaved, and jumped to Zhou Wei's side like a little white rabbit possessed by a vixen, squatted down, clasped her ten fingers lightly on Zhou Wei's knee, and pinched: "Baby ~"

Zhou Wei vomited silently, almost vomited her face.

Jiang Xiaoqi paused a little, then walked out more quickly, and helped close the door with a bang.

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"I won't go! Say nothing!" Zhou Weigen used a fork to ravage a little pig bun in Lan Yousheng's breakfast restaurant, and the pink and tender little chubby pig was poked into a hedgehog by him.

Yu Lai clapped his legs: "Hey, are you being unreasonable? We agreed yesterday to fly back to Danyang together today, everyone heard that right!"

"Yesterday you said it was the Yu family's plane? Huh? I won't take that bastard's plane!" Pfft, hedgehog, oh no, the piggy spit out a puddle of red bean paste and completely collapsed.

"You love to sit..." Yu Chengcheng got up and pushed Pei Qin back.

Zuo Lie leaned against the table, speaking earnestly: "Shouldn't the Jiang family's plane be maintained? It's at the original factory for the past two days, otherwise Chengdu wouldn't have specially brought a plane to pick us up... Look at Brother Wei, just a means of transportation. Move in?"

"Move..." Yu Chengcheng got up again, and Pei Qin pressed it again. He was so strong, and somehow Pei Qin went back after pressing it.

Zhou Wei continued to mess around: "Then why is it a means of transportation? If he wants to kill me, it's a murder weapon!"

Yu Chengcheng couldn't get up this time, and sat in his seat and retorted: "Humph, you're smart! I just wanted to kill you, so I put a bomb under your seat, filled the life-saving mask with carbon monoxide, and the voltage of the earphone line is [-] yuan. Volt, whiskey with arsenic/cream..."

Pei Qin stuffed a croissant into his mouth, and Yu Cheng swallowed it through gritted teeth.

"Look, look, he can definitely do it!" Zhou Wei glanced at Jiang Xiaoqi with a guilty conscience: "Why do you take Air China?"

You Lai was almost pissed off by him, and her hairstyle was caught in a nest: "Didn't I tell you [-] times! You are drowning, and Dr. Duan flew over from Danyang overnight, so why don't you bring them back together today? The plane There are only seven seats on the board, why don't you stand up? Uncle's ticket has been booked a long time ago... If you are so pretentious, you apply for a stop over time, and none of us can leave!"

Huang Zhizi huddled in the corner and was about to raise her hand tremblingly to say that she could stand or buy another ticket to go back to Danyang, as long as she was reimbursed, but Zhou Wei stared back at him and silently picked up a piece of truffle Rice cake gag.

"You guys go first," Jiang Xiaoqi looked at the phone expressionlessly, his voice directed at Zhou Wei: "Give me your ID number."

This is to personally escort him, Zhou Wei is not good to continue to take Joe, and happily reported it.

Everyone split up to catch their own planes, Jiang Xiaoqi's scheduled flight was at noon, and the time was not very tight.

"I sent you a set of mock questions, wait for me at K Ji, I'll go home." Jiang Xiaoqi will not come back until he is free for more than a month, so he has to help Jiang Zhen prepare everything he wants in advance.

Zhou Wei leaned in the online car-hailing car and turned her head: "Can I come with you? Go see your mother—"

He just didn't want to brush the questions, Jiang Xiaoqi didn't say no, Zhou Wei took his acquiescence, got off the car and went straight to the flower shop to buy flower bags and fruit baskets.

Jiang Zhen's newly rented community is good, with low-slab buildings and greenery. There are a group of old men and women sunning their children near the fitness equipment.

Zhou Wei walked ahead empty-handed, watching those milk dolls rolling around with great interest, like entering a panda house, pinching a little boy's red cheeks, rubbing his nose, and helping a little girl on a slide The child puts on the pink leather shoes.

The little girl smiled sweetly at Zhou Wei, showing a row of broken teeth.

Jiang Xiaoqi held flowers in one hand and a fruit basket in the other, thinking that he really shouldn't be allowed to idle around and flirt around.

When Jiang Zhen heard that his son was bringing friends over, it was more novelty than surprise. Jiang Xiaoqi hadn't made any particularly good friends in so many years, and used part-time jobs to subsidize his family when he had free time.

But she is not a warm-hearted person, she is similar in this way, welcoming people into the door is just a normal greeting, and she brings out a fruit plate to greet Zhou Wei.

Looking around Zhou Wei, the layout style is simple and simple. There are neat rows of plastic storage cabinets against the wall. It may be more convenient to move, but it can be seen that the colors are carefully selected, clean and elegant.

Jiang Zhen skillfully trimmed the bunch of stilts and put them in a high-necked glass vase, and turned around to talk to them.

She looked at Zhou Wei curiously: "Is... a little more like your mother?"

"Have you met my mother?"

Zhou Wei couldn't figure out how to address Jiang Zhen, and when he entered the door and called him auntie, he remembered that his uncle's mother should be from grandma's generation, so he simply used the honorific name to refer to him afterwards.

When Jiang Zhen mentioned his mother, he was a little surprised and wanted to hear other versions of his mother.

Jiang Zhen seemed to realize something suddenly, he was taken aback and then smiled: "I can't say for sure, I just met your parents once...you can stay for lunch at noon?"

When I saw her on the weekend, I didn't want to say more, and I didn't want to ask any more. Jiang Zhen was not seen well by Jiang Baichang's side more than 20 years ago. Maybe it wasn't perfunctory, but it was because he really didn't have much contact with his parents.

"It's too late to eat, just eat on the plane, don't be too busy." Jiang Xiaoqi got up and signaled Zhou Wei to follow him: "We have to pack up and go."

The house is a three-bedroom house, Jiang Zhen sleeps in the master bedroom, one room is allocated for the nanny, and the remaining room is theoretically Jiang Xiaoqi's room, but he spends most of his time in Danyang, the room is just a decoration.

Some books and odds and ends have not been sorted out, so they are temporarily placed in Jiang Xiaoqi's room.

He opened the cardboard box and put the books on the bookshelf. Zhou Wei squatted next to him and rummaged through them, reading the architectural atlas as a cartoon.

Zhou Wei suddenly found a good thing, opened it, glanced at it, then closed it, smiling at Jiang Xiaoqi, asking him if he could read it.

"Whatever." Jiang Xiaoqi didn't care, and continued to organize his books.

It was a photo album bound in cowhide, the edges and corners were worn badly, and the decoration was a bit old-fashioned. There were photos of Jiang Xiaoqi before.

Everyone has curiosity, especially those who are interested in themselves, and want to see what the other party was like and what they were doing in the years that they did not know.

If the person was ugly when he was young, you can make a joke by the way; if the person was good-looking when he was young, you can also use the reality of being disabled to hit the other party.

But... Jiang Xiaoqi was really good-looking when he was a child, but he was not disabled.If this is considered long-term disability, it is estimated that there is nothing wrong with other child stars.

There are not many photos of him, and there must be no Zhou Wei's video and audio records that are too large to be bothered to review. Jiang Zhen should have carefully selected and developed them as souvenirs.

In fact, what is really worth seeing is this kind of ordinary life photos, which can be held in your hand and slowly flipped through the pages. Save ashes.

"You also have equestrian lessons in kindergarten?" Zhou Wei pointed to a photo of Jiang Xiaoqi when he was five or six years old. The cute-faced boy in garden uniform was standing in front of a pony, holding the rein in his hand, and the horse seemed a little impatient.

"No." Jiang Xiaoqi wiped his hands and came to sit down: "It is a group activity organized by the kindergarten to visit the equestrian class. Each child will take a group photo, but there is an additional fee for the class registration."

If he had really learned it, he wouldn't be so embarrassed at the racecourse that day.Thinking of the day at the racecourse, Jiang Xiaoqi felt that his bottom line of tolerance for Zhou Wei had dropped a little bit.

The photos are collected at regular intervals, about two or three photos are selected each year, most of them are single photos of Jiang Xiaoqi, and occasionally there are group photos of mother and son.

It is not easy for Jiang Zhen to raise the child alone. It is like a mother taking her son out to play alone. It is best to take some single photos of her son. Otherwise, take a photo and ask passers-by for help, and I am afraid of encountering someone who snatches a mobile phone camera Inseparable body to chase.

"Is this when I was in middle school? It's amazing!" Zhou Wei watched happily, and the comments were full of malice.

After Jiang Xiaoqi got older, there were more single photos of Jiang Zhen, presumably they were all Jiang Xiaoqi's exercises.

"There are even more stupid..." Jiang Xiaoqi took the initiative to turn backwards: "What do you think a senior high school student should be like? Are you looking for death in a heroic manner like you?"

"At that time, I could only sleep less than five or six hours a day, and sometimes I could fall asleep while riding a bicycle... What are you laughing at, don't you believe me?"

The arc of Zhou Wei's lips softened, and he asked, "Did you start working part-time in high school?"

"No, my mother's illness was hidden from me at that time, and she was just giving tutoring to earn some pocket money during the winter and summer vacations."

In fact, Jiang Xiaoqi had already started to feel that his family's financial conditions were getting worse than before. Jiang Zhen was very careful when buying vegetables and cooking, and he didn't eat this or that.

A boy with a rough heart, Jiang Xiaoqi only thought that he should study hard at that time, so that Jiang Zhen could live a rich and easy life in the future, without having to take a long bus to go to work, and without having to recharge the electricity bill, he would have to spend 51 on the readings to buy it.

When I was a teenager, the mountains were high, the rivers were long, and the sunset was boundless. I always felt that I could plan and change slowly in the future.

He has never been rebellious like other children. He only wears school uniforms throughout high school, buys new sneakers when they are too small, and eats a nutritious meal in the cafeteria for [-] yuan at noon, which is considered unpalatable by his classmates.

He thought that temporary difficulties could be overcome with patience, and that he could get a scholarship when he got to university, but he didn't expect that those patiences were just a sign and the beginning, followed by a long and dark struggle.

Zhou Wei did not speak, and turned to the last page of the photo album in his hand.

They were a few sheets of photo paper of a slightly strange size, with a slightly thicker texture, cut with lace, and black and white photos.

"This is my mother."

Jiang Xiaoqi pointed to the only girl in a photo of the three of them in the lower left corner. In the photo, Jiang Zhen had two braids and a gauze tie at the end of her hair. She looked about seven or eight years old.

Looking carefully, the eyebrows and eyes are indeed somewhat similar to Jiang Zhen today, but the facial contours are quite different.

Standing next to her were two boys as tall as a head. They hooked each other's shoulders and arms like brothers, and one of them smirked at the camera, seeming very happy.

The other boy, with a short cropped head, showed a beauty that is rare for boys. He probably lowered his head slightly. When he looked up, he looked a little gloomy. On the back of the left leg, a closer inspection still reveals the broken laces of the plastic sandal on his right foot, probably trying to hide it.

"Well, are these two boys friends of your mother?"

For some reason, Zhou Wei's eyes stopped on the short-cut boy's face for a while, and he always felt that this face and feeling was a bit familiar, but he couldn't compare it with any other face in his memory.

Jiang Xiaoqi seemed to sigh lightly: "Maybe, it could be a relative? I don't know—"

"Let's go! The flight is not waiting for you like a private jet."