Second-rate goods

59.

The closer to the end of the year, the more active the snow circle.After Ye Ling finished arranging the work at hand, he went south to encourage Han Wei to go skiing together.

Ye Mi sat in the executive chair, pressed his temple with one hand, pointed at Ye Ling with the other, and said angrily: "Please don't disturb my work. Now, immediately, disappear for me!"

Ye Ling curled her lips, "Sister, I'm asking for leave for Han Wei, please accept it, we will go for five days."

Ye Mi glanced at him, and Ye Ling immediately changed his words, "Three days, just three days, leave on Friday, and promise to return on Monday."

"Mr. Han has his own work arrangements, so you can ask me to approve leave!"

"Oh my god, sister, don't be sloppy with me, Xiaowei asked me to come to you, saying that you are his immediate boss, and it will be useful only if you are approved!"

Ye Mi squeezed the space between his eyebrows, his brain hurt even more, Han Wei's kicking the ball was very slippery.

She recruited her secretary, pointed to her cheap brother and said, "Take him to see Mr. Han, and rearrange Mr. Han's work schedule for next week and the next week, and try to spare as much time as possible from Friday to Monday." Three days."

"Old sister, you are my goddess!" Ye Ling kissed across the air and turned around with a smile.

"Wait a minute," Ye Mi pulled out two vouchers from the drawer, "This is the accommodation voucher for the VIP suite in Nanshan, you can take it."

Ye Ling happily took it, smiling from ear to ear: "Old sister, you are so awesome!"

60.

The contempt chain of the ski circle is particularly stratified due to geographical reasons.Those in the Northeast look down on those in Beijing, those in Beijing look down on those in Shanghai, and those in Shanghai look down on those in the whole country.The Nanshan snow track is not as good as Songhua Lake, but the high-level track is still worth skiing, at least better than Chongli, which is in the wind for 365 days out of 300 days a year.

Ye Ling started skiing at Songhua Lake earlier this year. This time, he came to Nanshan for leisure skiing purely to accompany Han Wei.After all, the Northeast is too far away, the journey is long and tossing, Mr. Han is not as rich and free as before, he can casually go far away, just to chase the first snow.

After not skating for a long time, I was so excited all of a sudden. After going up and down the underworld for a dozen times, Han Wei couldn't stand it anymore, and the old injuries began to ache.He took off the snowboard, pushed the goggles onto his head, touched the thin sweat on his forehead, and looked behind him, but he still didn't see Ye Ling.

Stretching his neck again, he walked around the cable car, but this guy still disappeared.After thinking about it for a while, Han Wei walked towards the jet gun, planning to wait for Ye Ling to appear while cleaning the snowboard.

The jet gun was welded to the wooden stand, and one-third of the hose was missing the nozzle. Han Wei frowned and sighed inwardly. Look at the quality of our snow friends.

After finally finding an undamaged jet gun, just as he was about to strike, a big hand suddenly stretched out from the right.Han Wei was startled, his arms froze in mid-air, and he looked to the right, he was a man wrapped up tightly, completely black from head to toe, even his face was black, only his nostrils were exposed.

While he was in a daze, the other party unceremoniously took off the gun barrel, and washed the snowboard by himself.

Han Wei snorted unhappily, thinking, this year's snow friends are really not good, the equipment is so good, but the quality is still too low.

He moved a few steps to the left, but he didn't realize that his snowboard clip was caught on the opponent's air gun hose, the air gun slipped out of the man's hand, and the air column was sprayed like a golden snake dancing wildly, twisting crazily in the air.The man grabbed the hose quickly and tried to turn off the valve, but he grabbed the nozzle directly, and the air column suddenly became thicker. Without the nozzle, the jet gun turned into a monkey, twisting its body to go to the sky.

Han Wei was very messy, hugged the snowboard tightly, and reflexively took a few steps back.But from the man's point of view, he was suspected of fleeing the "crime scene".

The man grabbed his arm with such strength that he almost threw him to the ground.

Han Wei staggered, thinking he was about to fall, when suddenly a force came from his shoulder, and someone supported him.As soon as he turned around, he saw Ye Ling frowned, staring at the man angrily.

"What's the matter?" Ye Ling was anxious, and the Northeast dialect went out, "You Malaysian monkey, who are you with?"

From Ye Ling's point of view, the situation just now was indeed that Han Wei was "bullied".

The man's entire face was hidden under the mask, and he was wearing all-black goggles. Although he couldn't see his expression, it was not difficult to judge from the sharp aura that this man was definitely not a good person.

He didn't want to cause more trouble, so he grabbed Ye Ling and quickly smoothed things over: "Xiao Ye, I misunderstood, I was not careful..."

While talking, the man picked up the veneer that fell on the ground, and walked away without a word, leaving a blurred black back of the two who were still in a mess.

"Damn it," Ye Ling yelled, "that grandson must have been so gutsy, he actually slipped away!"

The sound is too loud, causing pedestrians to stare.Han Wei was a little embarrassed, he patted Ye Ling on the back helplessly and said, "Forget it, keep your voice down."

61.

Ye Ling begged Han Wei to skate with him for the last time, but Han Wei reluctantly agreed.While waiting for the cable car, he heard the girls behind him whispering:

——The all-white K board is so handsome.

——I just saw it on the cable car, my God, it’s really good, and the small turns are very slippery.

——Yeah, yeah, the one who wants to scream like crazy, wants to call my little brother Voldemort, alas, the tall little brother next to him in pink goggles is also very good at skating.

——I really want to meet them...

Han Wei held back the smile that was about to overflow to the corner of his mouth, and glanced at Ye.Pink goggles.Tall little brother.Ling.

"Xiaowei," Ye Ling poked him suddenly, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Compare later?"

Han Wei glanced at him, "How do you compare? Small turn?"

Ye Ling held his chin and shook his head, "Comparing this with you is a bit of a bully. Otherwise, how about this, slipping backwards?"

Han Wei's eyes widened, "Slippery? I think you're taking your life too seriously..." The Nanshan underworld taught you how to behave every minute in the afternoon.

Ye Ling stood behind him, put his chin on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Then it's settled, whoever reaches the foot of the mountain first wins, and the loser treats guests to dinner!"

Han Wei heard the low cries and laughter of the girls around him, shaking the snow on the veneer, and sighed helplessly.

62.

Han Wei never expected that he would fall on the wave slope in the greenway area.

His eyes turned black and he turned a few somersaults, the board knocked his feet into the snow, and finally he turned his back to the sky and stopped the body that continued to slide.

After a while, I was about to straighten up when a heart-piercing pain came from the meniscus of my left leg.

"Damn—" Han Wei couldn't help cursing.Probably an old injury.

This is a side road. Although the slope is gentle, there are props and terrain, so few people come here to skate.Han Wei looked around, feeling chilly everywhere, so he could only take out his mobile phone to find help.

Just as he clicked on Ye Ling's number and was about to dial it, suddenly a burst of ice slag was thrown up, dousing him head and face.

Han Wei angrily wiped off the icicles on the goggles, trying to see which unscrupulous person it was, but was stunned again—it turned out to be the man in black who was grabbing the jet gun from him.

Damn it, it really wasn't that enemies didn't get together.

The man dropped one foot, dragged his snowboard into a squat, stared at his foot for a moment, then poked him with his gloved hand.

"What are you doing?" Han Wei twisted his body and said angrily.

The man took off his gloves, undid the fastening buckle for him without saying a word, helped him remove the snowboard from his feet, and then stretched out his arms towards him.

Han Wei pulled down the face shield, bewildered.

The man pulled him into his arms without saying a word. Han Wei was startled, and struggled to stand up, but the pain made his feet go limp, and finally fell back into the man's arms.

"Don't move, I'll carry you down."

This voice...could it be...

Han Wei was in a daze for a moment, came back to his senses, reached out and took off the man's goggles - revealing a pair of black and white narrow eyes, it really was Tang Yiqu.

"Are you following me?" Han Wei asked with raised eyebrows.

Tang Yiqu skating this time was covered with equipment he had never seen before, and it was so tightly wrapped that he didn't recognize it at first glance.

"You think beautifully!" Tang Yiqu's cheeks were flushed, and he snorted coldly.

Han Wei smiled meaningfully, "What a coincidence, Mr. Tang."

Tang Yiqu was upset, so he picked him up horizontally, but he forgot that he hadn't put on the snowboard yet, and the two of them fell together again, and their forehead accidentally hit Han Wei's teeth, knocking out the snowboard. Some blood marks.

"Can you do it?" Han Wei rubbed his waist and said dissatisfiedly, "You came here on purpose to make things difficult for me."

Tang Yiqu sat on the edge of the snowy road, aggrieved and angry, grabbed a handful of snow, and threw it at Han Wei, "You have a conscience in your fucking speech! You are stupid!"

"You knocked me to the point of vomiting blood, why can't I complain?!"

"Bastard, I hit your mouth, why the fuck are you rubbing your waist?"

What a clever little ghost.Han Wei simply took off his gloves, squeezed a snowball casually, then knelt and crawled to Tang Yiqu's side, pulled his collar, and stuffed it in directly, "Is there any politeness? Bai has been educated and can speak well." ?"

Tang Yiqu was shocked by the ice, and immediately grabbed Han Wei's wrist, and hit his head on the other's chest. Han Wei's center of gravity was unstable, and when he leaned back, he pulled the meridian on his foot. He couldn't hold back, and screamed With a sound.

"I'm sorry!" Tang Yiqu squinted.

Han Wei's fighting spirit was rarely aroused. When the other party was triumphant, he grabbed the buckle of the helmet and tightened it hard. Tang Yiqu blushed and his neck was thick. He kept waving his arms and slapped him on the back full of resentment. Back, but just refused to let go and beg for mercy.

"Apologize," Han Wei directly pushed Tang Yiqu down and straddled him, "Don't hold on, even if I'm limping a leg, I'll take care of you anyway."

Tang Yiqu struggled for a while at first, then suddenly became quiet, turned his head, tears welled up in his eyes.

Han Wei was stunned, his heart beat violently a few times, and there was an inexplicable soreness in his chest.

"Old Tang," Han Wei slowly bent down, "Why are you crying?"

Tang Yiqu bit his lower lip and remained silent, his face turned from red to white, as if he was about to melt into the white snow.

"Why don't you talk?" Han Wei rubbed the side of his face with the tip of his nose, "Are you really angry?"

Tang Yiqu almost wanted to jump up and roar, why can you just ignore me, just put me aside like this, and still talk and laugh with the person I hate, meet for skiing, what am I, Han Wei, I am here What is on your mind? !

"Old Tang?" Han Wei called him again.

"It's boring, it's really boring, it's boring..." Tang Yiqu covered his eyes and couldn't help shaking his shoulders.

Snow is ice, tears are hot, but the people on the body are cold.

"Old Tang?" Han Wei grabbed his hands and pressed them on top of his head, "You like me that much?"

Tang Yiqu was dazed for a long time when he heard the words, a cold wind blew up in the mountains, and fine snowflakes fell like feathers of auspicious light. Han Wei raised his head, took off his goggles and face shield, closed his eyes, raised his chin, Let the snowflakes fall on the face, the body temperature will melt the ice crystals, and the very fine water droplets will slide down from the eyelids along the nose, it looks like weeping silently.

"What did you write on the lantern?" Han Wei lowered his head to look at him, deep mist rolled in his eyes, and melted water dripped on his face.

"What?" Tang Yiqu rolled his Adam's apple, his heart beat faster, and he stuck out his tongue to lick his dry lips.

"Forget it," Han Wei smiled, "It's not important, did you hear that?"

"Huh?" Tang Yiqu stared at him suspiciously, "What did you hear?"

"My sanity, the sound of flying away."

After speaking, he leaned over and kissed her.

This kiss was lingering and warm.