child prodigy at eighty

"Are you injured? What's going on? Let me take a look." He didn't care about getting angry with Big Gu, and started pulling his clothes.

"It's all over, the injury has healed soon." He grabbed his paw that was scratching, "I haven't asked you yet, why did you come here?"

"Don't change the subject, I'm the one asking you now, how you got hurt, what happened afterwards, explain everything clearly to me, and don't fool me." Song Shiyu was actually very worried about his friend, the more lightly he spoke, the more he I think things are not that simple.

"You are still..." After 20 years, Gu Weifeng, who was used to giving orders, met Song Shiyu, who had a big idea from a young age. He was sure again that this was his mistress, just like the fake one.

Under Song Xiaosan's reproachful gaze, he had to pick and choose what happened after his rebirth, without any falsehood, but with reservations.He said before rebirth was a dream.

"Then do you still distinguish between reality and dreams?"

"It's just that moment of confusion. If you recognize it clearly, you won't be wrong again." Speaking of which, his problem has improved a lot. If he hadn't been too excited today, he would not have admitted the wrong person.

"Then what have you been doing this year?"

Gu Weifeng raised his chin and pointed to the sack on the ground: "Scoop." Then he turned to him and asked, "What's the matter with you? Are you not in college? Didn't pass the exam?"

"You didn't pass the exam!" Song Shiyu rolled his eyes, "I need some money, so I'll take a trip."

"As much as you want, I'll give it to you." He said and went to pick out his pocket.

"No, it's enough to sell these goods." Song Shiyu directly refused, and reached out to touch his head instead, "I said, why do you have a big bald head now? It's taller than before, so I don't even dare to recognize it."

Gu Weifeng grabbed his hand, "You can't touch a man's head or a woman's waist, don't you know?"

"I didn't touch anyone else's." Song Xiaosan didn't think he was an outsider at all, and wanted to touch him again, but he still didn't.

"Stingy." In fact, he was always jealous of his big bald head, and it was cool to look at it.

Gu Weifeng pouted his dog's head, "Where are you going?"

"The last stop on the border."

Gu Weifeng understood immediately, "Where are you going to ship the goods?"

"Well, although I don't earn much more than running away from Lao Maozi's old den, it's barely enough."

"It's not a safe place there. I'll let the soldiers follow you when the time comes, and go back after selling. Don't run around."

"No, I have help."

"Just your classmate?" Gu Weifeng sneered, "Is he protecting you or you protecting him when something happens?"

"Shut up." Song Shiyu glared at him, "We don't fight, so why not protect him?" He didn't expect anyone to protect him at all. Well, it's not like he hasn't done business.

"When the time comes, you'll know how powerful it is." Gu Weifeng didn't say much. Doing business on the border is very different from doing business in China. Just because the profit is big, the risk is also big.Even his own business will last for another year at most, and there will be more opportunities to make money in the future, so he is not in a hurry.

"Eh? I said you haven't changed so much in the past few years? The control is getting wider and wider." Song Shiyu said dissatisfied.How long after they met each other, they started to control the sky and the earth. Didn't they always decide on their own before?

"Is there? I am an adult, you are younger than me, I don't care who you care about?"

"I'm an adult too, okay?"

"Are you an adult? Do you want to compare?" Gu Weifeng suddenly asked pointedly.

"Go away, boring."

He laughed, and wrapped his long arms around Song Xiaosan, who was one size bigger than him, with an indescribable joy in his heart.

The two reunited after a long absence, so naturally they had a lot to say, and while talking, Song Shiyu started to feel sleepy, his eyes blinked, although he tried his best not to fall asleep, but his eyelids still couldn't help but want to stick together.

Gu Weifeng looked at his watch, it was past one o'clock at night.

"Let's talk tomorrow, let's sleep." Gu Weifeng asked him to go inside the bunk, and pulled a piece of clothes to cover him.

Song Shiyu leaned in and patted the empty seat next to him, "Come on, don't sit still, let's squeeze together for a night."

Gu Weifeng looked at him and smiled, "If I want to lie down, you have to hang it on the wall. Forget it, I can just sit, and besides, I can't fall asleep."

"Sleep as soon as I tell you to sleep, there are so many nonsense." Song Shiyu is not the kind of person who makes you sit when I fall asleep, and squeezed into it again, "Try."

It doesn't work if you try, the sleeper is not big, and it's barely enough to sleep one person, and two people can't sleep at all, especially because he is not small.

But he was not willing to refute his good intentions, so he looked around, and simply dumped the sack again, and insisted on using the sack to make the bunk wider, so that two people could lie flat next to each other, so that one would not hang up. the wall.

Song Shiyu had a faint smell of tobacco lingering in his nose, and soon fell asleep.

Looking at his peaceful sleeping face, Gu Weifeng raised the corners of his mouth silently.

He thought that he would keep his eyes open until dawn again, anyway, he was used to it, but looking at it, his eyes started to fight, and it didn't take long before he collapsed beside Xiao San and fell asleep.

Song Shiyu dreamed of a big sun, which scorched him so hot that he stretched out his hands to tear off his clothes, but he couldn't take them off.

Opening his eyes suddenly, what he saw was a large piece of meat, hot and sweaty, Song Xiaosan raised his hand and pushed it away.

In a daze, the big man reflexively cast his grasping hand, and as soon as he grabbed his hand, he pressed the man down.

"Hey." Song Xiaosan shouted in a low voice.It hurt him to death.

Gu Weifeng woke up in an instant, quickly let go, looked down and saw that his wrist was scratched with green marks, he couldn't help feeling guilty, then grabbed his wrist and rubbed it for him: "Are you okay."

Song Shiyu gasped in pain, "Are your hands big pliers? They are so powerful. You still hug people while sleeping. I didn't have this problem before."

Gu Weifeng was taken aback, did I fall asleep?

He looked down at his watch, it was ten past five, he slept for three full hours, did not take medicine, did not get drunk, and did not have a headache.

He recalled the feeling just now in disbelief, he fell asleep, he didn't know how to describe it, even if it was only three hours, it made him feel comfortable and refreshed.

"Hey, talking to you."

"No, it's nothing. Are you sleeping well?" Gu Weifeng rubbed his thin white wrist lightly, not daring to use any force, for fear that he might accidentally get a blue mark.

"Not good, it's too hot." Being hugged by such a big guy, it's fate if you don't die from the heat.

Gu Weifeng smiled, and then he smiled more cheerfully, "I don't know, it's probably because the place is too small to squeeze you."

"Forget it, I don't care about you." Song Shiyu withdrew his hand that he had rubbed for a long time. It was red with a faint tinge, and teased, "The vigilance is quite high. This army is not in vain."

Gu Weifeng hooked the corners of his lips again, what he didn't know was that last night was the night when he was the least alert.

In fact, he usually takes this car to run goods, and he has never closed his eyes night after night. Anyway, he will never sleep if he doesn't take sleeping pills or get drunk.He told no one of this.Otherwise, how can I let two comrades look at the goods in one box together, and look at one by themselves, that is, the two comrades think that he is highly alert, and no one knows that he is not sleeping at all.

Even if he doesn't sleep for ten days and a half months, others can't tell at all that he is still full of energy, but in fact, only he knows the suffering inside, but he is just holding on.

Every time he returned home after running, he had to rely on alcohol and drugs to fall asleep, and the next day he had a splitting headache.

Sleeping or not sleeping is torture for him.

But now he fell asleep, sleeping by himself, did not take medicine or drink, not to mention the headache, and was extraordinarily refreshed. He thought he would never enjoy this comfortable feeling again, but now it suddenly came, which made him feel very refreshed. His mood improved by more than two points, and he hummed a ditty when he went to buy breakfast.

"Hey, boss is in a good mood today."

"I can see that there is still a smile on my face."

"I haven't seen him smile for a year, did you really see him smile?"

"The corner of the mouth is hooked, it must be a smile."

"The sun is out in the west."

"No."

The two young men who worked together with Gu Weifeng were discussing in a serious manner, which made Fang Jiaming on the side very puzzled: "That brother Gu doesn't smile often? I think he has a good temper."

"Have a good temper? Where did you see that?" Ge Yougen looked terrified.

"That's right, don't you think he is like a machine without emotion? Is it cold, or the kind that no strangers should enter?" Wang Bing further explained.

"No, he wasn't angry at Song Shiyu's running on him like that. It doesn't look like he has a bad temper." Fang Jiaming didn't understand their description at all. Are they talking about a person?

"Is there anyone else who dares to run on the boss?"

"I have to get acquainted."

"Yep."

"Who do you know?" Just as he was talking, Song Shiyu ran over after washing his face.

"You." Fang Jiaming said blankly.

"Hello, let me introduce you officially. My name is Song Shiyu, friend of Gu Weifeng." Song Shiyu smiled brightly.

"Wang Bing." The slightly taller and stronger young man said.

"Zheng Yougen." Said another young man who looked handsome.

"You are all Gu Weifeng's comrades-in-arms, right? How is he in the army?" Song Shiyu started chatting with them, mainly asking about Gu Weifeng's recent situation in recent years.

Both of them said that Gu Weifeng is great, our boss, "It's nothing to say in the army, whether it's combat firearms training or missions, our squad leader is definitely like this." The handsome boy Zheng Yougen gave a thumbs up.

"Even going out to do business has made us more knowledgeable. I didn't expect the boss to have such a hand. If it weren't for the boss, we might have gone home to farm early." Wang Bing added.

Speaking of the boss, these two are boastful, the admiration comes from the bottom of my heart, and there is no half false.

Song Shiyu listened to them with a smile, hey, that one felt at ease, as if she had done something good, and in a simple word, she had a radiant face.

He has a sense of pride that my child has just grown up.

As we talked, we talked about the changes in this year, "It's just that the boss has become more serious this year, and he doesn't smile all day long. I don't know if it's too much pressure. After all, several of our brothers have followed us to make a living. It’s really a pity to rely on him to run the business.”

"Do you have anyone else with you?"

"Well, there are a few comrades in arms who are responsible for watching the goods. We take turns following the boss to run the line, but the boss does not stop all year round, and we are all exhausted for him."

"Hey, Shi Yu, I think you are unusual in his heart, if you can persuade you, please persuade the boss, you will not be able to bear such a hard work."

"I'm not normal? Isn't it the same as you all, good friend?"

"That can't be the same. When the boss was in the army, he was in a good mood and said something about his little brother Song Shiyu. You are a celebrity in our class."