Dage

Wei Qian was a stunner first, and then he felt an indescribable taste in his heart, which seemed to be a kind of bloodless connection, which involved a bit on his apex.

He relaxed and leaned on the cold washbasin, feeling that the coldness was almost analgesic.

"What nonsense?" Wei Qian looked at him, suddenly laughed, and asked half-jokingly, "boy, how much can you worth? Little girl can buy it back as a child, and buy you a half-sized boy to do?" Eat for others? "

Wei Zhiyuan realized that he had said something stupid, and he suddenly found that he could not change it anymore. When he spoke, he would instinctively simulate the mentally handicapped child Song Xiaobao, picking out the stupidest words.

Wei Zhiyuan decided not to go on like this. Flattering is not enough, and cuteness is not enough.

He stood upright, as if the young pioneers swore to the national flag and said, "When I grow up, I will take care of you, I will make money, and I will raise you, OK."

Suddenly, Wei Qian's heart softened. For the first time, he felt that he had fallen into a piece of heart so clearly that he was at a loss and hardly knew how to express it. He had to make a nasty adult appearance, and the joke came from Wei far: "Then you grow faster, I think radishes grow faster than you."

Wei Zhiyuan vowed, "I want to grow up tomorrow, and I ... I will be good to you all my life, and I will not let you suffer a bit in the future."

"Grow up tomorrow?" Wei Qian stooped down, holding Wei Zhiyuan in one hand, and threw the little cub without shoes on the bed. "Where can I find you such an immediate fertilizer?"

The muscles on his arm trembled involuntarily, and even one hand was unstable. Wei Zhiyuan instinctively pinched his neck, and then withdrew his hand stiffly again—he suddenly felt that this action was a bit ashamed, as though In the blink of an eye, he has grown up to a stage where he is not comfortable with this childlike closeness.

谦 Wei Qian turned off the light and soon fell asleep.

On the one hand, he was really tired, on the other hand, he got a sense of strength from his younger brother that belongs to a real adult, and this strength supported him calmly and calmly.

I want his life? Not so easy, Le Xiaodong may not have time to reincarnate.

Wei Zhiyuan closed his mouth. In the darkness, he opened his eyes and looked at his brother's vague profile.

He closed his eyes gently, his expression was peaceful, the silhouette of the bridge of his nose and lips seemed to be drawn, his hair was a bit long, and a forehead dropped down obliquely, showing a childishness that was about to fade away.

In Wei Zhiyuan's initial aesthetic conception, he felt that there is no second person in the world who looks better than his brother. Like his invincible god, his brother took away all the suffering that should have fallen on his head and propped up in the storm. A little pergola.

The next day, Wei Qian still didn't dare to eat too much, and his stomach was still painful.

Wei Zhiyuan ran to the small restaurant to take a day off. After returning, he began to entangle Wei Qian and urged him to go home. The little thing was desperately trying to shape himself into a little man-like figure yesterday. Will use other tricks to deal with his brother.

Alas ... As a result of the struggle, Wei Qian put a fork on his mouth with transparent tape.

Wei Qian took a brief activity and sat down to read the second-hand textbooks he brought.

The textbook of high school is a kind of very anti-sky thing. In a word, it is boring and boring.

Wei Qian has left school for too long and does not want to go back to keep up with the progress.

Every time he opened the old textbook, his heart would be miraculously quiet ... Moreover, in his opinion, it was quite fun. The original owner of the book was a wonderful fan of publishing his own feelings, and even the trigonometric function can let him It is compiled into various short paragraphs, which is also very good at drawing turtles. In addition to the text and notes, each blank corner allows him to paint a variety of turtles, each squinting and posing.

Oh, by the way, Qi Ji said on the last page: "When the tortoise comes out, whoever fights and wants to be a turtle, he must first go to the palace."

I don't know what kind of realm this person read.

Wei Qian remained calm until noon, until the meal delivery person arrived.

The comer brought two servings of food-Wei Zhiyuan usually worked across from the other side, and he did n’t come back for lunch at noon, and only the one who delivered the meal was to him. On this day, Wei Qian did not order the other party to send one more because he had no appetite ... … That means someone is watching them.

The hotel was ordered by Zhao Laojiu. Maybe it is their own property. In this case, even the house may not be safe because there is a possibility that there is a camera.

When thinking of this, Wei Qian immediately maintained his expression of nothingness, silently returned to the small sofa and table in the standard room, and pulled out a note paper, while copying the "God Turtle" on the old textbook like nothing. "As I sink my heart, I ponder carefully.

Wei Qian is accustomed to saving people's hearts. He knows that most of the bottom boxers are just like himself, lacking money, and wanting to get one, and leaving. For them, the appearance fee is received, and the bonus is not too much. That is, no one will die for winning.

If they spend the second game safely, then the third game will definitely come, but the possibility of choosing a stimulant is very small-because you lose and lose, begging for surrender and two hits, it is not a big deal.

But if they were pushed to desperation in the second game, most of them would not play in the third game.

Wei Qian does not know how closely the other party is monitoring. He can basically guess that the hotel is the other party, but there is no monitoring in the room, whether the mobile phone has been tapped, and whether he will be tracked when going out. Wei Qian cannot be sure-there may be Or two, but it's unlikely to cover everything. Zhao Laojiu is unlikely to have that much energy.

10,000 steps retired, assuming that Zhao Laojiu really can cover everything, the entire urban area is in their pockets, these people can't be retired, at least in the third game can still play dead.

Half-deadly forcibly enters the field and gets slapped with a slap. Is this understandable?

Wei Qian sketched out a playful Wang Ba tail with a pen nib. I thought, how can we let these poor thugs who are jealous and greedy for their money, how to design?

戳 Poke according to the underbelly? Like kidnapping a family member?

It seems unlikely, according to his understanding these days, many lower boxers are homeless and unemployed, and they are bachelors, and these people are from south to north, from wherever they come, so the project is too large, laborious, not to say, not It's easy to get into trouble on your own site.

So Wei Qian determined that this key factor is much simpler and straightforward-either money or blood.

猜测 He guessed that the time between the second and third games must be very short, and it may even be that those people will force him to play two games a day ... but how?

具体 This specific operation method must be very simple, but clever and effective.

Wei Qian outlines Wang Ba's tail over and over again. He wants to be greedy for money. He can control it. He has a degree in his heart and can leave if he earns enough. And Wei Qian believes that many people, like him, have such a spectrum in their hearts. As for the blood nature ... Which of these people have not seen three teachings and nine streams, and some people are not too young, the blood is not so easy to be excited.

He couldn't think of it for a while, so he put down his pen and raised his hand and called Wei Zhiyuan: "Go, go out with me and send grandma money."

谦 Wei Qian put on his clothes, first pretending that he was unfamiliar with the road around him, bought a map on the side of the road, held the map, and kept taking Wei Zhiyuan around in circles, making two turns, Wei Zhiyuan understood.

The little boy was so sensitive that he immediately wanted to look back with vigilance. Wei Qian reached out and put his hands around his back to stop him.

He wobbled Wei Zhiyuan to the post office and left five hundred himself. The remaining three thousand and five yuan was given to Granny Song. Then he took out a small change and bought two ice creams by the roadside. Wei Zhiyuan. The two walked to a relatively empty section with no one around them. Wei Qian gently said to Wei Zhiyuan: "Do n’t talk in the future, find a way to contact your third brother, but do n’t be seen. Do n’t look for him after he arrives. we."

Wei Weiyuan miraculously understood what he meant, and also asked in a low voice, "What did he ask him to do?"

"I don't know yet, wait till I think about it again." At the corner of Wei Qian's eyes, there was a suspicious man at the intersection. He seemed to be looking at the brothers, met his eyes, and quickly pretended to look elsewhere.

I was a less clever follower.

Wei Qian calmly lowered his eyes, his voice raised a bit, and turned to the topic, "Yes, I haven't asked you yet, how about the final exam?"

Wei Weiyuan's eyes fluttered and he said, "First!"

Because he often deliberately switches between expressing himself "stupid and naive" and expressing himself "very clever and useful", and has rich experience in fine points, Wei Zhiyuan's role changes quickly, making Wei Qian all a mess.

Wei Qian paused before asking: "Is there a juxtaposition?"

At this point, the two of them had already passed the intersection and passed by the tracker, as if they had not noticed the other's appearance.

And Wei Zhiyuan was like a real silly bear child, with his chest raised, and he did not shy away from performing what he called "good student coquetry": "Our class has never been with me! Oh, yes, brother, I forgot After telling you, Xiaobao is the tenth last time, the teacher named and criticized, and said that I would like to talk to you next semester. "

"... really," Wei Qian laughed, "how can I be so glorious?"

The crisis was so pretentious that it was so in place, that it did not forget to give Song Xiaobao the eye drops!

Wei Qian thought, this little cub is really peerless.

In the evening, Wei Qian received greetings from Zhao Laojiu. Zhao Laojiu first asked him if he wanted to be warm. He asked him to buy what he likes. After the first game, he gave him a week to adapt. If you are shopping in the local area, you can ask them to serve as a guide.

Zhao Laojiu also specifically mentioned Wei Zhiyuan: "Your brother's little child, it grows so fast. I think his pants were good when he first arrived, and they were a short short ... It is really impossible at this age, just to wear clothes. "

He didn't even finish saying that, the person who delivered the meal that afternoon brought a suit, a top, which was perfect.

不到 While they have been here for less than half a month, Wei Zhiyuan neither ate high-efficiency chemical fertilizers nor turned into a transgenic pea that had gone to heaven all night. How could he make his pants shorter by the blink of an eye?

Wei Qian knows that this is Zhao Laojiu warning him with Wei Zhiyuan.

In return, Wei Qian accepted the clothes without mercy, and then consulted the best place in the city for the boy who delivered the meal. Finally, he chose a French restaurant and took Xiao Yuan to open a **** pidgin.

On the way, he acted like a idiot who couldn't distinguish between northeast, southwest, and northwestern China. Holding the map, he kept asking East and West, sometimes throwing out some extremely uncommon questions, and tried his best to lure the young Talk Box.

Wei Qian didn't know if French cuisine was good or not. He chose this restaurant because he just walked through the underground boxing ground.

As Qian passed, Wei Qian glanced over there and squeezed Wei Zhiyuan's hand.

Wei Zhiyuan immediately noticed and asked stupidly, "Brother, what are you looking at? Where is that?"

Wei Qian also pretended to look at the leading teenager in an awkward glance, and whispered, "Don't ask blindly, this is where people work."

A taunting smile flashed on the leading teenager's face, but it quickly converged, following Wei Qian's words to Wei Zhiyuan, saying nonsense, "Yeah brother, we can go into the office as the most powerful people, you grow up and grow I can go in if I can. "

As I was talking, there was a stink in the damp wind. Wei Zhiyuan covered his nose and said to the leading boy frowningly, "You two are fooling with the children, they are stinking. I don't think the place is terrible! "

I saw a large garbage truck driving out of a very narrow intersection with several large buckets of garbage and countless large and small garbage bags on it.

谦 Wei Qian rubbed his nose, and his heart suddenly moved-yes, where did those dead people go?

Naturally someone with relatives took it away, then where did the corpse go to those who have no relative or no reason, and did n’t even leave a real name?

Wei Qian suddenly changed his mind, pretending to be a country guy, and said in a fuss: "Oh, you have someone who specializes in cleaning up trash. We don't have it on our side. We have to handle it by ourselves. Several garbage dumps can smell the satellites. "

The leading boy didn't seem to be a core figure, and he told him: "Well, if you have something, pull it to the western suburbs of the city, and sell the easy-to-open cans. The other ones are burning-hey, soon I ’ve eaten and said, "Why are you doing such a disgusting thing?"

Wucheng West?

Wei Qian glanced at the detailed map, and saw that it was a large vacant lot without any institutions and prominent buildings. It was probably a deserted area with nowhere to go. There was a small river nearby, winding from the center of the city.

There was speculation in the heart of the electric light.

And a week passed in a blink of an eye.