Xi Shijing

Yuan Ji took his hand with a little strength.Qiao Weixian's blood rushed, and his ears roared for a while.Seeing that he was defenseless, he suddenly leaned forward.

The shouts from across the street were blocked by the gray-green wall bricks of the alley at this moment, and became fragmented when the wind blew.

Yuan Ji's eyes were deep, and his pupils were black and condensed. Facing the sunlight, he was beaming with joy.Qiao Weixian wanted to pay attention to it, but he quickly recalled it, and his eyelashes flickered hastily.He broke away from Yuan Ji's hand and dusted himself off.He turned his head away, his arrogance disappeared, and he said in a high-pitched tone: "Don't drag me!"

Yuan Ji didn't argue with him, but still smiled.With his arms on his legs, he squatted firmly: "Why, what do you say, do I have to listen to it?"

Qiao Weixian didn't look at him at first, but now he poked out the knife, pulled it back, snorted coldly, and calmed down:

"It's true that you don't need to listen to me. You are capable, and you are the servant of the Xia family." Supported by Qiao Weixian's arm, he turned the wheelchair to the side, as if refusing to speak.

Yuan Ji laughed a little in his heart, Qiao Weixian's attitude was really pretentious, because it was obvious at a glance.

He looked at Qiao Weixian's face, and couldn't figure out how to look so stubborn and beautiful, and he didn't look like a rich man.Yuan Ji nodded, followed him as if watching the excitement, "Yes! Later, I have to send Mrs. Xia and their girls back."

Qiao Weixian's head turned around in surprise, and then turned sideways vigorously.Not long after he lay on his side, his chest, which was originally a piece of paper, was now swollen, breathing in.

Yuan Ji said one sentence after another: "Mrs. Xia treats me very well." He watched Qiao Weixian's lips getting redder and redder with interest, "She neither scolded me nor showed me face. Yes," Yuan Ji said Blink: "She is from the south and likes to drink fish soup."

The voice behind the strings was loud, and Qiao Weixian's white face was full of clouds: "Very good, very good, she is a good wife. But what does it have to do with me? Don't tell me!" He finally couldn't sit still, and the gown under his buttocks was covered by him Wrinkled and wrinkled, he was about to turn around: Damn it, so he does this with everyone!

Yuan Ji generously stretched out two hands, and straightened Qiao Weixian's wheelchair.He was overjoyed: "Why, are you not happy when others treat me well? You are too stingy! You should wish that everyone treats me well, so that I will stop pestering you!"

"I——! I'm stingy? Fuck you!" Qiao Weixian couldn't explain his reasoning to him, and he couldn't match his strength. The tail of his shirt twirled a circle, and he was forced to meet Yuanji's eyes.The more Yuan Ji laughed, the more Qiao Weixian struggled angrily: "Go away!"

In the end, Yuan Ji laughed so hard that he simply sat on the ground, facing each other, blocking Qiao Weixian's way.He wanted to tease Qiao Weixian's boredom, but there were too many tricks.

But he didn't laugh for long.In the end, he just raised his head and looked at Qiao Weixian. He remembered the little sparrow's advice to him, and his voice gradually lowered unnaturally.

In fact, he was not very elusive about Qiao Weixian.He remembered that when he went fishing in the rain, the waves turned up on the surface of the water, and there might be living things underneath, but there might be nothing.

The sun goes west, and it is evening.This color casts a thin light on Yuan Ji, making him look like a helpless lay monk who doesn't see Buddha's eyes.

"Look, it's been a long time since I saw you, so let me take a closer look at you?" Yuan Ji seemed to have had enough trouble, so his chest heaved slightly: "I said——Qiao Weixian?" Yuan Ji read his name, There is some tentative familiarity.

Suddenly, there was a commotion from the direction of Jingguan Xishitai, the shouts were quite lively, and they floated thickly.

Yuan Ji slowly looked away: "It's Xiao Mengdie, the performance is over."

Qiao Weixian's eyes dodged a little.Taking advantage of the excitement, he pouted: "You like to watch her very much, don't you? If you want to take her down from the stage, go now, it's up to you."

"Really follow me?" Yuan Ji raised his eyebrows.He has heard this kind of words too many times, and this is the first time he has been questioned.Qiao Weixian didn't expect it, and was slightly taken aback.

Yuan Ji got up, squatted in front of him again, leaned forward slightly, squeezed Qiao Weixian's wrist, and moved it gently towards him.Qiao Weixian was suspicious and resisted, but the strength of his resistance was controlled to a certain level, so that Yuan Ji could succeed with difficulty.

Yuan Ji didn't make a sound.He held Qiao Weixian's four fingers, and pressed the back of Qiao Weixian's thin hand to his forehead: "Then hold it for a while." Yuan Ji lowered his face, and finally smiled again: "Anyway, you don't like to let me I'm going to find you. After the show, I won't see you again."

The question he discussed with the little sparrow has not found an answer today.But Qiao Weixian pressed the back of his hand silently against him, and had no intention of leaving at this moment.