Xi Shijing

When Qiao Weixian was leaving the gate of the Xia Mansion, it was a coincidence that he bumped into Yuan Ji.

Yuan Ji is now working in a small area to the east of Cicheng, and has been promoted to a small captain, leading four or five people to patrol.He wore the black woolen jacket issued by the police station in winter, which made his shoulders broad.It was the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, and with a breath of breath, white mist faintly overflowed from the two-fold high collar.Seeing Qiao Weixian's wheelchair from a distance, he obviously moved a few steps faster, but remembering his special status now, he turned his head and called out for the team.

Qian Youfang followed the voice and looked: "Master, it's Yuanji, how about..."

Qiao Weixian turned his face away, and soon signaled Qian Youfang to keep silent.He saw Yuan Ji running over, from far to near, and finally his eyebrows were visible, and he smiled at Yuan Ji: "Officer Yuan."

Yuan Ji stopped in front of him, his eyebrows were about to open, but when he took a closer look at Qiao Weixian's complexion, he suddenly became alert.He glanced at the plaque on Xia Mansion: "Boss Qiao, Lao Qian. Did you just finish talking with Master Xia?"

When Qiao Weixian saw him, he was about to pout his mouth, but the many people behind Yuan Ji made him straighten his mouth: "Yes."

Yuan Ji's heart was full of alarm bells, so he sat down directly in front of Qiao Weixian, and spoke cautiously for a long time: "Is the matter going well? What's the problem?"

Qiao Weixian waved his hand lightly: "The weather is peaceful."

Yuan Ji swallowed: "Forget it, when I have free time, I will visit Boss Qiao..."

Qiao Weixian raised his eyes: "Officer Yuan, your business is important. You don't need to take the time to come here."

Yuan Ji wanted to ask again, but someone around him started talking about this team of guards stopping by.He looked at Qiao Weixian, straightened the brim of his hat, led the line, and erased the words.

Qian Youfang pushed the wheelchair again, the road surface was slightly uneven, Qiao Weixian sat on it, bumping and shaking.

"Look at the majestic and majestic." Qian Youfang lowered his head and said, "Times have changed, it's luck."

Qiao Weixian stared at the intersection in a daze.He watched Yuan Ji's back getting farther and farther away, and lowered his head.He also knew the rules and regulations of the guards, but when he faced Yuan Ji, he couldn't help but feel some irrational and weak ripples in his heart.

Qian Youfang sighed: "My lord, let's start now, if you don't make things right in the future—"

Qiao Weixian said in a low voice, "Let's go."

He went to bed early that day.It was getting colder at night, Qian Youfang knew that he was afraid of the cold, so he made fish head tofu soup, and changed the feather quilt for him early.The quilt was a fluffy piece of dough, and Qiao Weixian was wrapped in it, his hands and feet froze with cold.

He did kneel.He didn't ask Qian Youfang for help, but he knelt down slowly while supporting the wheelchair.Xia Congliang stared at him: "Kowtow, kowtow, I will count you as worshiping the hall, let's settle the past, how about it?"

Qiao Weixian shrank into the quilt and curled up.Fortunately, the quilt is big and fluffy, so no sound can come through.Qiao Weixian took a long breath, and then breathed out, it was not the whole paragraph.

When the jackdaws were roosting in the tree, the gate bolt rang.The man who came wore boots and tucked his hat under his arm.He was gasping for air, apparently having come from a long distance, with steam rising from his forehead: "Old Qian, it's me."

Qian Youfang originally wanted to decline a few words, but Yuan Ji drank a bowl of water, familiarized himself with the road, and pushed Qian Youfang to the second floor: "Old Qian, I know you two have something to hide. He likes to pretend to be smart. You can find awkwardness for yourself, who is it if you twist it for him?"

The two stood still outside Qiao Weixian's gate. Qian Youfang was about to clear his throat, but Yuan Ji stopped him suddenly: "Just ask him if he fell asleep, and if not, tell him to heat a glass of milk for him."

Qian Youfang paused, Yuanji is very different now, he also knows milk and other things: "Where is there!"

Yuan Ji patted Qian Youfang's shoulder, and smiled: "Then make a fuss, come later!"

When Qiao Weixian promised to let Qian Youfang in, he had neither old money nor milk.

He groped towards the side of the bed, but only one hand pinched his palm.

Against the dim light outside the window, Qiao Weixian vaguely saw Yuan Ji squatting in front of the bed.Yuan Ji didn't speak, but stretched out his hand and rubbed Mo Qiao Weixian's cheek.

Qiao Weixian was speechless for a long time.The mouth pouted and flattened, flattened and pouted again: "Are you here?"

Seeing his grievance, Yuan Ji became anxious.He leaned closer to Qiao Weixian: "This is, what's the matter? I asked you in the morning, why didn't you let me know?"

Qiao Weixian stretched out his arms, buried his voice in Yuanji's shoulder, and just repeated this sentence: "You are here..."