However, even though he was burning up inside, Wei Qian only shifted a little bit imperceptibly, and the amplitude was so small that no one even noticed it except Wei Zhiyuan.
Wei Zhiyuan clutched his hand, felt his hand hot, he was shocked: "Brother, you ......"
Wei Qian turned a deaf ear and shook off his hand, striding towards the crowd.
Even if what was waiting for him on the ground was really a mangled corpse, he had to see it with his own eyes.
Wei Zhiyuan was just about to raise his feet to chase after him when he suddenly heard someone call out to him in the distance, "Qian'er! Xiao Yuan!"
Wei Zhiyuan turned back to look, only to see the old bear's car is parked not far away, too many people, they can not pass, the car door is open, the bear sister-in-law is playing the umbrella standing there jumping and jumping shouting, and next to her, is not dare to lift the head of Song Xiaobao.
Right - Wei Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief, realizing that he had actually forgotten about this - which folk expert could see with fiery eyes that Song Xiaobao's true age was actually all of sixteen at first glance?
Wei Zhiyuan walked two steps tightly and pulled Wei Qian's arm, hard yanked him out of the crowd, wrenched his shoulder and turned around, "Brother, don't be anxious, Xiaobao found it, there it is."
Wei Qian followed his finger and glanced at it, and a moment later, his body tensed like a bow suddenly loosened up, and Wei Qian couldn't help but stagger half a step to the side.
And then he stood firm on his own, his face expressionless, neither joy nor anger could be seen, only as an afterthought he realized that his body, even the cold sweat and then the snow, had been soaked.
He winced solidly.
Bear sister-in-law is a staggeringly enthusiastic, once heard on the launch of a lot of friends to help pay attention to, but also coincidentally, one of her girlfriends happens to be in the spare time in the Youth Activity Center as a choir tutor, Xiaobao that dress brightly very bright, the teacher happened to see the impression, the old bear two families drove over to try their luck.
In fact, Song Xiaobao, this classmate has been a goon since childhood, and his bones are a good seedling of a traitor and a traitor, and it is rare that his hot blood goes to his head and he is able to do a file of such a feat.
However, the mighty and majestic in her life has always been like a flash in the pan, blown by the cold wind, her hot blood cooled, and immediately regretted, Xiaobao was the first reaction, is to sneak home while the night, pretending that this incident did not happen, the result of a touch of the pocket, found that out of the hurry, and forgot to bring the key.
The playful gadget, the key, was simply born specifically to get under her skin.
It could be imagined that when she came home at this time and knocked on the door, waking everyone up, her intention to run away from home would surely be exposed, and by that time, her big brother would surely skin her alive, and I'm afraid that not even her grandmother would be able to save her little life.
At the thought of a bloody and violent scene like that, Song Xiaobao even trembled her liver, and at the end of the day, she had no choice but to cross her heart, and as if she was forced to do so, she continued her big business of running away from home with a stiff upper hand.
She ran to a small hotel near the juvenile activity center, want to make do for a night, who knows that next door is a pair of strong-willed, braved the cold to open a room of wild lovebirds, harsh natural environment did not affect people's determination to fight for a thousand generations of human beings to reproduce, the bed board crunching all night. The small hotel sound insulation is not good, Xiaobao did not sleep for a full night.
In such a hostile environment, Song Xiaobao's nature of remembering to eat and not remembering to fight bubbled up, her full of June flying snow-like grievances comparable to Sinus E's disappeared in the next door's screaming/bed sound, and began to be afraid.
When Old Bear and the others found her, Bao was walking in circles back and forth around the stadium behind the Children's Activity Center in a dilemma.
The old bear proudly pointed at her and said to his wife, "See, I told you you couldn't lose it, right?"
When Wei Qian went over, Mrs. Xiong, who had already understood the situation, was lecturing Xiaobao: "You little girl, why are you so bold? Why do you run away just because of such a small matter? What if you meet a bad guy? What if you don't have enough money? What if there's an accident? You're going to kill your brother?"
Xiao Bao picked at his own fingers, and when he saw Wei Qian walking over, he nervously looked up at him, and then quickly lowered his head in a penitent gesture, his ten fingers sparingly stirring together like playdough.
The old bear pulled out a towel from nowhere and gave it to the wretched brothers, "Hey, these two fell into the soup, quickly wipe."
When sister-in-law Xiong saw Wei Qian, she didn't bypass him on the principle of hitting each of them, "You, are you such a big brother? If you cut your little sister's hair, why don't you take a knife and slash her face? What's wrong with us dancers? Are we dancers inferior? ????????????????????????,??????,???????,????,???????????????"
The old bear couldn't bear to pull her a hand: "You're almost done, wherever you are, why are you so eager to speak? Your words to save a little bit, and so I one day good fortune, let you go to the General Assembly of the United Nations to speak, okay?"
Wei Qian, however, didn't know whether he had nothing to say or couldn't say it, and didn't respond, but just picked up the corner of his mouth a bit stiffly, smiled at sister-in-law Xiong, and said softly, "Thank you, sister-in-law."
Originally also wanted to target the right to speak the issue of suppression of the old bear three hundred rounds of bear sister-in-law, inexplicably by him so a smile got speechless, had to snappishly shut his mouth.
Along the way, Wei Qian did not say a word, Xiaobao looked at his ugly face, his heart became more and more apprehensive.
Old Bear notified Three Fatty and the others and kept driving them home before excusing himself.
As a result, as soon as Bao pushed the door in, he was met with an outburst from Mrs. Song.
The first night, Mrs. Song was afraid that Wei Qian would beat her up and was still using all sorts of small means to defend her, but today, she rolled up her arms and sleeves to get on her own.
The old lady received the notice of "people found", hanging heart banged down to the ground, and hastily recited a few words of Buddha's blessings.
After thanking the Bodhisattva, she stood in the doorway with a broom, ready for a woman's singles fight, and after Xiaobao's first "grandmother", Mrs. Song swung her broomstick round and beat her like a fly.
Whenever Mrs. Song wanted to do something, she had to have her chickens come home to roost, and there had to be enough ground for her to play.
Wei Zhiyuan and Wei Qian consciously stayed away from the battle circle and stood close to the wall.
Wei Zhiyuan was still wondering why his big brother didn't stop him when suddenly, there was a weight on his shoulders, and Wei Qian pressed one of his hands on it.
"Give me a hand." Wei Qian's voice was so light that it was almost inaudible, his eyelids seemed to be glued together, and he struggled to open a slit, but basically couldn't see anything. The cold sweat at the corner of his forehead kept flowing down the bridge of his nose, and he couldn't even catch his breath.
Before Wei Zhiyuan could reach out his hand, Wei Qian's knees went weak, and his entire body swayed and fell headfirst.
Wei Zhiyuan scooped him up with a plunge, and even through the thick winter clothing he could feel the heat of his body as if it were burning coals.
Old Mrs. Song was stunned and hurriedly threw down her broom and ran over shouting, "What's going on here? What's going on here?"
Wei Zhiyuan reached out and tried his hand on Wei Qian's forehead, well, it was able to boil an egg, and immediately bent down to carry Wei Qian, who was already unconscious: "Fever, grandma, you find the thermometer and standing medicine."
Old Mrs. Song answered, turned around and saw Xiao Bao still standing there at a loss for words, then she was furious again, "What are you looking at? It's all your fault! It's all because you're angry."
Wei Zhiyuan shushed her, "Be quiet."
Old Mrs. Song inexplicably obeyed his instructions, not knowing when she had begun to trust this half-big boy as much as she had trusted Wei Qian back then.
Wei Zhiyuan carried Wei Qian to his bedroom, supported Xiaobao and grandmother around, and stripped Wei Qian of his damp coat, poured hot water and fed him medicine.
That was when Wei Qian had awakened from his brief coma.
He pushed Wei Zhiyuan first, "It might be a cold, stay away from me, it'll infect you."
Wei Zhiyuan was pushed away, then came back together as he was.
The teenager didn't argue with him, just stared at him as he finished his medicine, then added another layer of covers over him, carefully pressing down on the corners.
At that moment, there was a careful knock on the door outside, and it was obvious at first glance that it was Bao - Mrs. Song had learned not to knock, and she usually used a smash.
Wei Zhiyuan invited Wei Qian with his eyes for a moment, while Wei Qian turned his face to the side without saying a word, while closing his eyes, seemingly falling asleep at the speed of light, Wei Zhiyuan smiled a little, and understood what he meant.
Xiao Bao stood in the doorway and looked at Wei Zhiyuan who came to answer the door, at this time the height difference between the two had reached a point that made people hairy, if she stood very close, Xiao Bao had to tilt her neck in order to see Wei Zhiyuan's face, she was just like a sunflower wilted by the sunshine, tilting her head to look at Wei Zhiyuan, a twitching and still whimpering.
Wei Zhiyuan stretched out an index finger and put it up to his mouth, "Eat the medicine and sleep, let's talk about it tomorrow."
Through her misty, tearful eyes, Bao felt that there was something very inexplicable in his eyes, and with her intelligence and experience she could not tell what it was, and there was nothing to be done about it, so she nodded her head obediently, and took one step and three turns back.
Wei Zhiyuan dismissed her, closed the door again, moved a chair, took a book, and sat on the edge of the bed to guard Wei Qian.
After a while, the sleeping ingredients in the medicine took effect, and Wei Qian really fell asleep.
The open book in Wei Zhiyuan's hand didn't go down a page, he simply threw the book aside and propped his ten fingers together, staring at Wei Qian with impunity.
In the midst of such unusual stillness and serenity, he suddenly found himself understanding his big brother's silence in the house.
By nature, Wei Qian is by no means the kind of particularly quiet and introverted character, otherwise it would have long let the three fat that broken mouth to annoy the death, it is unlikely that he will mix with him, Wei Qian's words are actually quite a lot of temper comes up the mouth is also quite poisonous, just his family in the words of some extraordinarily stingy.
He never confided or even communicated much at home, as if someone talking in his ear could make him feel noisy.
Why?
Wei Zhiyuan looked at Wei Qian's face that was gradually covered in a bit of fine sweat by the heavy quilt, and couldn't help but reach out and ruffle a strand of hair that was wet with sweat from his forehead - the teenager figured it out, because that was his big brother's unique way of escaping and being weak.
Wei Zhiyuan traced Wei Qian's silhouette with his eyes, thinking in his heart, when this man was a little younger, a little weaker, and a little more helpless, carrying a family on his back, although he didn't say a word on his lips, would he really be without any resentment in his heart?
Can he really always have an open mind and always have no regrets?
How is that possible? He's not a rock.
This man, all he'd ever wanted in his life, had hurt him so badly.
And all the things he hated in his life haunted him.
He was almost like a handful of tree buds squeezed out of the stone over billions of years, wobbly and twisted in description, but lush.
Wei Zhiyuan knew that he was not quite sound in personality; he lacked the ability to sympathize, and this lack was not an adult, honed coldness, but rather that he didn't know how to sympathize most of the time.
He found it incomprehensible whenever Xiao Bao and Mrs. Song cried their eyes out to the bitter drama.
It has nothing to do with age and nothing to do with intelligence - very young children are affected by the emotions of the adults around them, and even puppies show comfort to crying strangers in an animalistic way.
Wei Zhiyuan finds it difficult to empathize with other people's emotions, and even more difficult to make an emotional connection with people; most of the time, he adopts a somewhat conformist disguise in order to fit in.
Only Big Brother is different.
Wei Zhiyuan speculated on the feelings in Wei Qian's heart, like a child prying open the top of the temple to peek in, feeling that precious emotional connection.
All the real joys and sorrows, the toughness and the cowardice, about a ...... man who was worshipped as a god in his youth.
Like a piece of transparent soul laid out across him, Wei Zhiyuan even felt his heart melting.
When Wei Qian woke up the next day, he realized that he was actually lying in Wei Zhiyuan's arms.
Probably because he unconsciously attempted to kick the quilt in his drowsiness, Wei Zhiyuan simply held him with the quilt.
This was nothing, they had lived together since they were children, but the moment he opened his eyes, Wei Qian still inexplicably felt a little awkward.
Wei Zhiyuan's presence is too strong.
He took up half of the bed, instantly made the spacious space cramped, arms and legs wrapped around himself, Wei Qian felt that he was too much, but he just had a sense of crisis like an animal that ...... his own territory was invaded.
As soon as I took his temperature again early in the morning, Wei Qian had changed from a high fever to a low fever.
Song Laotai pressed Xiao Bao to come in and apologize, Xiao Bao probably didn't sleep well all night again, two eyes as red as a small rabbit, looking blearily at Wei Qian, the words did not express the depth of his sins.
Wei Qian also stopped mentioning the matter of cutting hair and retiring from the dance team, and the matter was just so muddled and uncovered.
In front of the relatives, the principle, the bottom line of the rules and regulations are paper mache, the wind blew rotten into the slag, the end of the calculation, as if there is only confused and get by.
At noon, Sister-in-Law Xiong came without incident, she saw Xiao Bao's qualification and wanted to bring it back to teach herself.
Wei Qian didn't stop it either, fighting the urge to deal with sister-in-law Xiong for a couple of sentences, saying thanks, and turning a complete blind eye to Song Xiaobao.
Wei Zhiyuan watched with cold eyes and couldn't help but think: one day, will you tolerate me again and again with no bottom line like this?
In the afternoon, Wei Qian let Wei Zhiyuan should go to class, the results of this kid to him low-eyebrow obedient, a sentence called "yes", is capable of at the same time yangfeng
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against his will and ignored his advice.
Wei Qian coughed twice, "Did you hear that!"
"Uh, got it--hey, brother, let me show you this." Wei Zhiyuan was like a retarded child who couldn't understand human language, he heard and ignored it, and then he took out his own special laptop as if he was offering a treasure, and opened a small game inside, "This is a homework assignment that I recently handed in, it's not entirely original, and it's a little bit of 'Push the Box' that game improved to give you a break from boredom. to give you a break from boredom."
Wei Qian said in a bad humor, "Push your head."
Half an hour later, he was on his back playing this retarded little game of "Push Your Head In".
Wei Zhiyuan was down in his bedroom doing his homework, occasionally coming over to annoy him a bit, like forcing him to drink his water and forcing him to put the second layer of the quilt that had been lifted off back on.
Wei Qian has never before felt the fact that "this kid has already grown so big without realizing it", a bit uncomfortable, but this discomfort was quickly attracted away by Wei Zhiyuan's little game.
The game is well-designed, the beginning is very gradual, little by little, let people accumulate a sense of achievement, first start each level only a buckle, unlocked to pass, in the middle and late each level began to have seven or eight buckles, the accumulation of the sense of challenge and sense of achievement step by step to lead people addictive.
At a later stage, Wei Qian realized that his villain had basically been trapped in the middle of a spiderweb-like dazzling array.
Wei Qian was stuck on the last level and couldn't beat it to death, and after failing countless times, he began to suspect that there was something wrong with the program and he simply couldn't get out.
The brothers acted like two children and argued for a while about whether a particular player was too stupid or whether the game itself was faulty in its design.
In the end, Wei Zhiyuan squeezed in next to him and showed him step by step how this heartless level could be done with eighteen consecutive clasps, and then he looked at Wei Qian a little smugly, showing off like a little peacock, saying, "I'm smart, right?"
"Che, the stuff that teases children." Wei Qian said and pushed the computer away to show that he was skimming the relationship ...... as if the one who just hugged and did not let go was not him.
Wei Qian lit a cigarette on the bed, his fever subsided, his body is a little weak, but the person has been much more comfortable, the workaholic heart that has been temporarily laid to rest began to be unable to resist the stupidity.
Although he had a stiff upper lip, he had really been inspired by Wei Zhiyuan's little game in some way, vaguely grasping a little bit of the idea of how to take down that project to set up a project.
Wei Qian was so absorbed in his thoughts that he almost burned his own bed sheet, but fortunately Wei Zhiyuan was quick to snatch it off.
Wei Zhiyuan stood next to him like a medical authority and said rather authoritatively, "Brother, you should rest."
Wei Qian's jaw dropped as he thought, "Am I being controlled by this kid? It's against him!"
Wei Zhiyuan was really trying to uncover the truth, forcibly turning off his bedside lamp, and then using his weight and brute strength to press his sickly big brother back under the covers, sitting down like an overseer and waiting to supervise his rest.
Wei Qian was so shocked that he didn't even think to resist.
I don't know how long it took Wei Zhiyuan to hear Wei Qian suddenly ask, "On the first night, how did you know where Little Treasure was going?"
Wei Zhiyuan was debugging the program, and looked up without lifting his head to say, "Guess - how would someone who sincerely wants to run away from home wear anything as bright as her? Definitely afraid of being caught back in the middle of the day, so they can't wait to smear two pounds of mud on their face."
Until then, Wei Qian suddenly remembered that this big boy, who seemed to be doing his homework in class like an ordinary teenager, had had such a bitter experience when he was young, and he suddenly felt a little heartbroken.
However, Wei Qian did not know how to express, he stumbled for a long time, only to use a kind of "or brother to buy you a popsicle to eat" such a tone of voice to ask Wei Zhiyuan: "Hey, kid, study so good, want to go abroad in the future? I can save up ...... for you first."
Before he finished his sentence, Wei Zhiyuan suddenly raised his head, his face, which was green from the display, was ugly, as if he had heard some terrible words.
After a while, Wei Zhiyuan himself realized that he had overreacted, and only then did he hastily lower his eyes and whispered as if hiding something, "I don't want to, you should rest early, don't talk."
Wei Qian only rested this day, and the next day, he climbed up as usual, booked a train ticket to the project site, and went to work as if he was playing hard to get.
Old Bear ordered Sanfat to follow him, and Old Bear believes that Sanfat, a man who is as mellow on the inside as he is on the outside, is more stable than Wei Qian.
Wei Qian with a consumptive patient with a mask, coughing in the car to die, three fat had to take care of him, by the way, poor mouth cheap nagging a few sentences: "Your third brother I'm this Supervisor when the ah, it's really wimpy, it's a small eunuch, serving the master to come."
Wei Qian: "Well, it's quite appropriate, the supervisors are many eunuchs."
"Your mom!" Three fat melancholy whacked Wei Qian, remembered behind the back of the thirty million dollars, really jumped the Songhua River heart have, a chip on the shoulder humming, "the north wind that blowing, snowflakes that floating ......"
Wei Qian gave him a cold look.
Three Fatty asked sadly, "Father, it really can't be done, are you planning to sell Xi'er me to pay off the debt?"
"No." Wei Qian said.
The three fat old men are very happy.
Wei Qian added, "Daughter, you're too ugly, I'm afraid that Huang Shiren will wet his pants when he sees you."
Three fat long sighed: "You say you are sick little comrade, you now have a house and career, the university diploma is also almost in hand, fucking spring breeze ah! What the hell are you doing? Seriously, let's get off at the next station, sell return tickets, it's not too late to go home."
Wei Qian flipped through the project materials as if he wanted to imprint every punctuation mark in his brain, "I can take it down."
Three Fatty shook his head and sighed, "You're just a stone in the outhouse, ah, smelly and hard!"
His pair of bushel-like fat hands rubbed his knees uneasily for a while before he broke his back and generally slapped his thigh: "Alright, your third brother owed you in his last life, you say it, what to do."