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However, even if all five were burned, Wei Qian just shook it imperceptibly. The amplitude was so small that no one except Wei Zhiyuan noticed it.

Wei Weiyuan grabbed his hand and felt his hand hot, and he was startled: "Brother, you ..."

谦 Wei Qian turned a deaf ear and shook his hand away, striding into the crowd.

Even if it was a messy body waiting for him on the ground, he had to see it with his own eyes.

Wei Zhiyuan was about to raise his foot to catch up, and suddenly heard someone calling him in the distance: "Qianer! Xiaoyuan!"

Wei Zhiyuan looked back and saw the old bear ’s car parked not far away. There were too many people. They could n’t get in. The door was open. Xiong Xunzi was standing there with an umbrella and shouting, and she was next to her. Yes, it was Song Xiaobao who did not dare to lift his head.

Oh yes-Wei Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and he found that he had actually forgotten it-which folk master at the first sight of Song Xiaobao could see her real age with sixteen eyes?

之 Wei Zhiyuan took two steps and grabbed Wei Qian's arm, dragged him out of the crowd, turned his shoulder and turned: "Brother, don't worry, Xiaobao is here, where is it?"

谦 Wei Qian glanced down his fingers, and after a moment, his tightly bowed body suddenly relaxed, Wei Qian could not help but take a half-step aside.

Afterwards, he stood still, with no expression on his face, neither joy nor anger, but afterwards he found himself covered all over, even with cold sweat and snow.

He fought a shiver well.

Xiong Xiongzi is a enthusiastic enthusiast. When she heard that, she launched a lot of friends to help pay attention. It happened that she was a girlfriend who happened to be a choir tutor at the Youth Activity Center in her spare time. The teacher just saw and had an impression, and then the old bears drove over to try their luck.

In fact, the classmate Song Xiaobao has been counseling since he was a child, and in his bones is a good seed of a traitor traitor. He has a rare blood on his head and can do such a feat.

However, the mighty majesty was always fleeting in her life. She was blown by the cold wind, and she regretted immediately. Xiaobao's first reaction at that time was to run home secretly at night, pretending that this had not happened. As a result, he found out that it was too urgent and forgot to bring the key.

Key, a playful little thing, was born to defeat her.

It can be imagined that at this time when she went home to knock on the door and wake everyone up, her intention to run away from home must have been exposed. At that time, the elder brother will definitely peel her skin alive, I am afraid that even grandma cannot save her. Small life.

At the thought of such a **** and violent scene, Song Xiaobao even trembled with her liver. At the end, she had to cross her heart like she was forced to Liang Shan, and continue to leave her home with her head.

She ran to a small hotel near the Youth Activity Center and wanted to make a living. Who knew that next door was a pair of wild stubborn stubborn wills who opened their houses in the cold. The harsh natural environment did not affect people's reproduction for all generations. The determination of the war creaked the bed. The small hotel was poorly soundproofed, and Xiaobao didn't fall asleep overnight.

In such a harsh environment, Song Xiaobaoji's instinct to eat and toss out came out, and her June-like snowfall like Dou's grievances disappeared in the sound of the bed next door, and she began to feel frightened.

When the old bear found her, Xiaobao was walking around the stadium behind the children's activity center.

The old bear pointed at her proudly and said to his wife, "Look, I can't afford to lose it?"

When Wei Qian passed by, he had already asked the original Xiong Xizi who was training Xiaobao: "You little girl, how dare you be so courageous? Because of such a trivial matter, you run out, what if you meet a bad person? What to do? What should I do if something unexpected happens?

Tong Xiaobao pinched his finger and saw Wei Qian approaching him, looked up nervously at him, and then quickly lowered his head to make a penitence-like gesture, and the ten-finger plasticine was slamming together.

Lao Xiong did not know where to draw a towel for the wolf brothers: "Hey, these two chickens, please wipe them."

When Xiong Xizi saw Wei Qian, in accordance with the principle of hitting 50 boards, he did not bypass him: "You, are you such an elder brother? Cut your little sister's hair, why don't you take a knife to her face Swipe up? What's wrong with our dancing? The dancing people are inferior. The beauty of the world is presented by those of us who are not, business, positive, and karmic. You are narrow, you are young, and you are old. It may become a more stubborn old stubbornness. "

The old bear could not help but pull her: "Hurry up, you are everywhere, why are you so eager to speak? You can save your words and say, when I get better, let you go to the UN General Assembly Go ahead, okay? "

Wei Qian didn't know if there was nothing to say or couldn't say, there was no response, but he raised his lips a little stiffly, smiled at Xiong Xiongzi, and said softly, "Thank Xizi."

Xun originally wanted to suppress Xiong Xunzi, who was 300 years old, against the issue of the right to speak. He was inexplicably speechless with such a smile, and had to shut his mouth.

Along the way, Wei Qian didn't say a word, Xiaobao looked at his ugly face, and his heart became more and more dazed.

Lao Xiong informed San Fat and the others and left after driving all the way home.

As soon as Xiaobao pushed in the door, she was exploded by Song.

The old lady Song was afraid that Wei Qian would hit her that night, and she still used all kinds of small means to maintain her. Today, she put herself on her arms and sleeves.

The old lady received a notice that "someone has been found." When the hanging heart fell, she quickly read a few words of blessing from the bodhisattva.

After thanking the Bodhisattva, she stood at the door with a broom and was ready for the women's singles. After Xiaobao's first "grandma" exit, Mrs. Song rounded the broom rod, split her head to cover her face, and hit the fly. Stung her.

Whenever the old lady Song wants to do something, she must have a chicken and a dog jump, and there must be enough space for her to play.

Wei Weiyuan and Wei Qian consciously stayed away from the war circle and stood against the wall.

Wei Zhiyuan was wondering why the elder brother didn't stop. Suddenly, he had a heavy weight on his shoulder, and Wei Qian put a hand on it.

"Help me." Wei Qian's voice was almost inaudible, his eyelids seemed to be glued together, and he laboriously opened a gap, but basically couldn't see anything. The cold sweat in his forehead kept flowing down the bridge of his nose, and he couldn't even breathe.

Before Wei Zhiyuan had time to reach out, Wei Qian's knees were softened. He shook the whole person and planted his head.

Xi Wei Zhiyuan picked him up with a slap, and through the thick winter clothes, he could feel the heat like burning coals on his body.

The old lady Song Song froze, quickly threw down the broom, and ran over in a shout, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Wei Zhiyuan reached out and tried on Wei Qian's forehead. Okay, I can boil the eggs. Immediately, he bent down and picked up the unconscious Wei Qian: "Fever, grandma, you brought the thermometer and the standing medicine."

The old woman Song Song responded, and when she looked back, she saw that Xiaobao was still standing helplessly, and suddenly she was out of breath: "What to look at? I don't even blame you! It's all your anger."

Wei Weiyuan booed her: "Don't make a noise."

Granny Wu Song obeyed his instructions inexplicably, and I do not know when she would have begun to convince this half-sized child like Wei Qian.

之 Wei Zhiyuan carried Wei Qian back to his bedroom, turned Xiaobao and Grandma around, stripped Wei Qian's damp coat, and poured hot water to feed him with medicine.

时 At this point, Wei Qian has woke up from a brief coma.

He pushed Wei Zhiyuan first: "Maybe it's a cold, stay away from me and spread it to you."

Xi Weizhiyuan was pushed away, and then came together intact.

少年 The boy didn't argue with him, just stared at him after taking the medicine, and then put another layer of quilt on him, carefully pressing the quilt corner.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door cautiously outside, and immediately knew that it was Xiaobao-Granny Song couldn't learn to knock, she usually smashed it.

Wei Zhiyuan asked Wei Qian with his eyes, Wei Qian turned his face to the side without closing his eyes, and closed his eyes at the same time. It seemed that the speed of light fell asleep. Wei Zhiyuan smiled and understood what he meant.

Xiaobao stood at the door and looked at Wei Zhiyuan who came to the door. At this time, the height difference between the two had reached a level of hair quality. If he stood close, Xiaobao would have to lift his neck to see Wei Zhiyuan's face. It's like a sunflower suffocated by the sun. Looking up at Wei Zhiyuan, his head is still sobbing.

Wei Zhiyuan stretched out an index finger to his mouth: "Taking the medicine to sleep, let's talk tomorrow."

Wu Xiaobao thought through his hazy tears that there was something very unpredictable in his eyes, and she could not tell what it was based on her IQ and experience, and had no choice but to obediently nod and walk away in three steps.

Wei Zhiyuan sent her, closed the door again, moved the chair, took the book, and sat by the bed guarding Wei Qian.

After a while, the sleeping ingredients in the medicine worked, and Wei Qian really fell asleep.

The book opened by Wei Zhiyuan's hands did not go down one page. He simply left the book aside, holding his fingers together, staring at Wei Qian with impunity.

In such unusual silence and tranquility, he suddenly found himself understanding the elder brother's silence at home.

In nature, Wei Qian is by no means a particularly quiet and introverted character, otherwise San Fat would have annoyed his broken mouth, and it would not be possible to mix with him. Wei Qian ’s words are actually quite a lot. Quite poisonous, but he was a bit verbal to his family.

He never talks or even communicates at home. It seems that someone talking in his ear can make him feel noisy.

why?

Wei Zhiyuan watched Wei Qian gradually cover his sweaty face with a heavy quilt, and couldn't help but reach out to pull away a strand of sweat from his forehead—the teenager figured it out, because that was the unique escape and big brother Weak way.

Wei Zhiyuan traced the outline of Wei Qian with his eyes, thinking in his heart that when this man was younger, weaker, and unable to do anything, he was carrying a home. Although his mouth was silent, but his heart was really Will there be no resentment?

Can he really be calm, always without complaints?

how is this possible? He is not a stone.

This man, all he has longed for in his life, hurt him deeply.

What he hated all his life made him dreamy.

He is like a handful of tree buds that have been squeezed in the cracks of the stone for millions of years, crumbling, describing twisted, but lush.

Wei Weiyuan knows that he is not sound in personality, and he lacks the ability to sympathize. This deficiency is not adult-like and sharpened, but he does not know how to sympathize most of the time.

Every time Xiaobao and Granny Song were crying to death in a tragedy, he felt incomprehensible.

It has nothing to do with age and intelligence-very young children are affected by the emotions of adults around them, and even puppies use animals to comfort crying strangers.

Wei Weiyuan found it difficult to feel the emotions of others, and it was even more difficult to establish emotional connections with people. Most of the time, he adopted a certain group of camouflage in order to integrate into the environment.

Only Big Brother is different.

Wei Zhiyuan pondered the feeling in Wei Qian's heart, just like a child prying off the top of the temple and felt the precious emotional connection.

All about a man who was a **** in his youth, all true joy, sorrow, strength and cowardice.

He lay before him like a transparent soul, and Wei Zhiyuan even felt that his heart was about to melt.

When Wei Qian woke up the next day, he found himself lying in Wei Zhiyuan's arms.

He was probably an unconscious attempt to kick the quilt while he was lethargic. Wei Zhiyuan simply hugged him with the quilt.

It was nothing, they lived together from an early age, but the moment he opened his eyes, Wei Qian felt inexplicably a little awkward.

Wei Weiyuan's sense of existence is too strong.

He took up half of the bed, and immediately made the spacious space stubborn. His hands and feet were entangled in himself. Wei Qian felt that he had too much heart, but he was just like an animal ... his territory was invaded Sense of crisis.

Another measurement of body temperature early in the morning, Wei Qian has switched from high fever to low fever.

Granny Wu Song pressed Xiaobao to come in and apologize. Xiaobao probably did not sleep well again, and her eyes were red as a bunny. She looked at Wei Qian eagerly, expressing her guilt deeply.

Wu Weiqian no longer mentions cutting hair and retiring from the dance team, and this matter has been so vaguely exposed.

In front of my loved ones, the rules and the bottom line are all paper and paper. The wind blows into scum when it blows. At the end of the calculation, it seems that only the sloppy and passable.

At noon, Xiong Xunzi came all the way to the Temple of the Three Treasures. She fancyed Xiaobao's qualifications and wanted to bring them back to teach herself.

Wei Qian also did not stop, and raised his heart to cope with Xiong Xunzi, thanked him, and opened one eye to Song Xiaobao completely.

Wei Zhiyuan watched coldly, and couldn't help thinking: One day, would you tolerate me again and again without such a bottom line?

In the afternoon, Wei Qian asked Wei Zhiyuan to go to class. In the end, the boy gave him a lowered eyebrow, saying "yes" one sentence at a time.

Wei Qian coughed twice: "You hear me!"

"Well, I see-hey, brother, I'll show you this." Wei Zhiyuan was like a mentally retarded child who couldn't understand human speech. He heard it and ignored it, and then he offered his own dedicated notebook computer like a gift. , Open a small game inside, "This is an assignment I recently submitted, not completely original. I borrowed a little improvement from the" push box "game to give you a lot of fun."

Wei Qian said with amusement, "Push your head."

Twenty-five hours later, he lay on the bed and played this mentally handicapped "pushing head" game.

Wei Weiyuan did his homework in his bedroom, and occasionally came to bother him, such as forcing him to drink water and forcing him to cover the second quilt that had been lifted off.

Wei Qian felt like never before that the fact that "this kid has already become so big" was a bit uncomfortable, but this was not suitable for Wei Zhiyuan's mini-game.

The game design is very good, the beginning is very gradual, and people gradually accumulate a sense of accomplishment. First, there is only one buckle for each level, which can be unlocked after unlocking. There are seven or eight buckles for each level in the middle and late stages. And the accumulation of sense of accomplishment leads to addiction step by step.

In the late period, Wei Qian found that his villain was basically trapped in a dazzling array of spider webs.

谦 Wei Qianka was unable to fight in the last level. After failing countless times, he began to suspect that there was a problem with the program, and he couldn't come out at all.

The two brothers are like two children, arguing for a while whether a certain player is too stupid or the game design is wrong.

In the end, Wei Zhiyuan crowded next to him, showing him step by step how to achieve the eighteen interlocking in this maddening level, and then he looked at Wei Qian with a little pride, and the little peacock said, "I am smart Right? "

"Cut, amuse the child." Wei Qian said, pushing the computer away to show the relationship ... It seems that the person who just held the hand is not him.

Wei Qian lit a cigarette on the bed, his fever was gone, and his body was a little tired, but he was much more comfortable, and the workaholic heart, who was dying for a while, could not help but want to move.

虽然 Although he was hard-spoken, he really got some inspiration from Wei Zhiyuan's mini-game, and faintly grasped the idea of ​​how to win the project.

Wei Qian was so absorbed in thinking that he almost burned his own sheets, but fortunately was quickly taken away by Wei Zhiyuan's eyes.

Wei Weiyuan stood next to him like a medical authority and said quite dignifiedly, "Brother, you should rest."

Wei Qian stared in amazement: "Am I controlled by this boy? I'm against him!"

Wei Zhiyuan really wanted to unveil the uprising, forcibly turned off his bedside lamp, and then used his weight and brute force to push his sickly brother back into the quilt, sitting like an overseer, waiting to supervise him to rest.

Wei Qian was so shocked that he did not think of resistance.

I didn't know how long before Wei Zhiyuan heard Wei Qian suddenly asked, "How did you know where Xiaobao was going the next night?"

Wei Zhiyuan was debugging the program, and he looked up without raising his head and said, "Guess—who sincerely want to run away from home will wear something like her? What is she wearing? She must be afraid of being caught back in the middle of her life. Two pounds of mud. "

It was only then that Wei Qian suddenly remembered that when the young boy who seemed to write homework in class like ordinary teenagers had such a bitter experience, he suddenly felt a little painful.

However, Wei Qian didn't know how to express it. He hesitated for a while, and then asked Wei Zhiyuan in a tone like "I'll buy you a popsicle to eat": "Hey, boy, study so well, do you want to go abroad in the future? I can You ... ''

He didn't finish a word, Wei Zhiyuan suddenly raised his head, his face turned blue and ugly, as if he heard something terrible.

After a while, Wei Zhiyuan himself realized that he had overreacted, and then hurriedly lowered his eyes, concealing something in a low voice: "No, don't you, just rest early and stop talking."

Wei Qian only rested this day. The next day, he got up as usual, booked a train ticket to the project location, and went to work like a fate.

Lao Xiong ordered San Fei to follow him. Lao Xiong believed that San Fei was as mellow in heart and appearance than Wei Qian.

Wei Qian, wearing a mask like a lung sick patient, coughed alive in the car, and the three fat had to take care of him responsibly. By the way, he said poorly, "You third brother and I are in the prison, really He is a little eunuch, waiting for the uncle to come. "

Wei Qian: "Well, it's quite suitable, the eunuchs are more eunuchs."

你 "Your mother!" Three fat stunned Wei Qian for a moment, remembering the thirty million that he was carrying on his back. He really has the heart of Songhuajiang, and hummed in a vain manner.

Wei Qian gave him a cold look.

Twenty-three Fat asked sadly, "Daddy, it's really impossible. Are you going to sell Xier and pay my debt?"

"No," Wei Qian said.

Twenty-three fat old pregnant is very comforted.

Wei Qian added: "Daughter, you are too ugly. I'm afraid Huang Shiren saw you scared to pee."

Three fat long sighed: "Do you say you are ill, Comrade? You now have a house and a career, and your college graduation certificate is coming soon. What a **** breeze! What are you dying to you? Seriously, we two Get off and get off the bus and sell the return ticket. Now it's too late to return home. "

Wei Qian flipped through the project materials, as if to print every punctuation mark in his head: "I can take it down."

He Sanfa shook his head and sighed, "You are a stone in a thatched cottage, smelly and hard!"

His pair of Pufan-like fat hands rubbed his knees uneasily, and it took a while before he patted his thighs, "Okay, your third brother owed you in your life, you say, what to do."