I Have a Secret

Song Wei bought food at the vegetable market. Before the task had not failed, he did his best to be an all-round housekeeper. He went to breakfast at 4:30 every morning and went downstairs to get the newspaper of the day. Wake up the yellow list, eat at noon, and prepare dinner for Huang Dan at night, day after day.

Now Song Yi is a person, nothing is indifferent, the health of the house is no longer a day, the peel will not be cleaned up immediately on the ground, the clothes to be replaced must be piled up and then thrown together in the washing machine, the biggest change is the biological clock Irregular.

Before Song Song stretched a rib to do things, one was thirty years, suddenly idle, life without the backbone of the heart will all be scattered into a beach, he lay in bed early in the morning but could not sleep, until the morning three or four I can sleep, I have to sleep until noon the next day, and I am too lazy to wash the pot and cook, just eat some instant noodles.

After the instant noodles at home, Song Yi came out to buy it, and the food market that came to the store temporarily wanted to eat something green and wanted to stew a soup.

The hawkers in the vegetable market know Song Song, the long-term like a big star, who used to buy food every day, a very serious person, doing things for everyone, how to do it, for example, the food is a total of 20 pieces, generally When others will ask for it, he will never ask for it.

The vegetable dealer took the initiative to say a dime, or gave him a fraction of the money. I hope that he will pay more attention to his own business next time. After all, the vegetable market is lined up in rows and stalls. Which one is the same, why should you buy it at your home? There is always a reason.

But Song Hao still gives the money to the whole, it is difficult to remember.

The enthusiastic big sister saw Song Hao come over to himself, gave him a plastic basket, and smiled and greeted him. "Big brother, I haven't seen you for many days, I thought you moved."

Song Wei picked a few tomatoes and put them in the basket.

Big sister pointed to the tomatoes in another place, looks good, ruddy, uniform, and each with a small label on it, "This is imported."

The ingredients that Song Wei bought before are very particular. To ensure the quality of Huang Dan's diet, even for the task, there is no accident. When the other party is very young, they can't eat roadside stalls, can't eat junk food, and can't drink carbonated drinks. Thought, he is very casual now, there are no requirements for the ingredients, you can do it.

As for the yellow single, it is cold and hot, or thirsty, and everyone is in charge of him, not what Song Song is doing.

The eldest sister was quite surprised. The conjecture was that the big brother had financial difficulties. What she wanted to say, the girl who came to the side of the eyes immediately shouted, "What kind of food does the young girl want to buy?"

The girl looked at Song Wei in front of the eye-catching stall. Her footsteps went and the people walked over.

The eldest sister saw this scene in his eyes. Everyone was young and understandable. She smiled and gave the girl a basket. "I am a fresh dish, just look at it." Blinking, some dishes are 瘪It is.

Song Wei looked at the small green vegetables, was preparing to take a few to buy a piece of tofu back to burn a soup, and found that the big sister suddenly looked at him, his eyes straight, his eyes did not take a look, look at his eyes, his eyelids One jump.

The noise around it was a little smaller, and Song Hao gave the basket to the big sister. "Calculate."

The elder sister snorted and looked at the vegetable basket before reacting. While pulling the white and convenient bagged vegetables, he squatted behind Song Song, and his face was full of relish.

Wei Shijin was very casually standing between the girl and Song Yu. He bowed his head and his eyes were dark and there was no light.

Song Wei did not look at him.

The vegetable market was chaotic, and no one found that Wei Shijin’s look was wrong. He was not found by the nearest big sister and girls.

The eldest sister also came to this section of the festival, "Big brother, your son's long true."

Wei Shijin’s eyelids glimpsed, he was laughing, but he didn’t smile at the bottom of his eyes, “son?”

The smile on the face of the big sister was so stiff at once, and when I got to the mouth, I swallowed it back.

The big brother looks good, and many people pay attention to it. Guess what age he is, whether he is married or not, is he alone with a child, and someone wants to tell him the media.

Once a big brother said that he had a son, and later spread it, the big guys knew that he was surprised and couldn't change anything.

Isn't this in front of me?

The atmosphere in front of the booth was very strange. Specifically, I couldn’t tell where it was, but I was cautious. The girl didn’t buy the vegetables. The handsome guy didn’t look at it. She instinctively stayed away from it, and the older sister became dumb.

Song Hao asked the eldest sister to give him the money to count, "My son is abroad."

Big sister quickly laughed. "You yell at me, this is a bad eye, big brother, what about this?"

Song Wei said, "How much?"

The eldest sister hurriedly put the rest of the dishes on the electronic scales. She accumulates and says that it is a total of twenty-eight pieces of seven hairs. "It’s even seven hairs."

When Song Hao touched his pocket, he found that he did not bring his wallet. He took out his mobile phone and paid with WeChat.

Wei Shijin is surrounded by some sons, spending direct credit card, has not seen people pay with WeChat, he did not look more and more.

Song Hao caught it and blocked it with his hand.

Wei Shijin took Song Yong’s cell phone, “Where is the sweep?”

Song Wei said, "You take your own mobile phone research."

Wei Shijin said in his ear, "Uncle, don't you ask me where I came from?"

Song Wei said, "This is the vegetable market."

Wei Shijin smiled very elegantly, and his eyes were cold. "If it wasn't for the vegetable market, uncle, do you think you can talk to me like this?"

Song Yu frowned, "big sister?"

The older sister returned to God, and Ma Li gave Song Wei a large amount of shallots and parsley, and asked him if he wanted a small pepper.

Song Hao shook his head, and he took a bag of vegetables to the place where chickens were sold.

Wei Shijin's anger was diluted by a chicken scent. Most of his brain's blue veins smashed, and he took a few steps back and went to the exit to wait.

Song Wei did not intend to buy chicken, he just let Wei Shijin calm and calm by the smell of chicken.

Wei Shijin called the man. "If you don't buy it, you can't leave it. Uncle, are you killing my patience?"

Song Wei said, "I am picking chicken."

Wei Shijin listened to the beep, his eyes sank, holding his breath and stepping.

Song Hao suddenly looked up at him.

When Wei Shijin stunned, he subconsciously breathed, and the result was smothered by the smell of the scent.

The vegetable market is not far from the neighborhood. Song walked away, went back and went, and was pulled into Wei Shijin’s car.

Wei Shijin smelled the windbreaker. He took off his back seat and went to smell the man's neck.

Song Hao pushed his head away.

Wei Shijin looked so close, and found that the man's face was a little yellow, not on the plane. It was only a few days. What did you come back to?

Song Yu saw the doubts of the youth, he just didn't eat much.

Wei Shijin was going to kiss the man and was pushed away again. He clamped the opponent's hand and pressed it on the seat and asked, "Why not?"

Song Yu’s demeanor is "I am buying food."

This scene in the eyes of Wei Shijin is that the dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, no consciousness, the living person is going to be a dead person, and he does not care, it does not matter, he bite on the man's face, seeing each other's muscles stretched and laughed, still Know the pain.

"When can't you buy vegetables? Uncle, your excuse is really bad."

Song Yan’s face was bleeding, and he reached out and erased. “Are you a dog?”

Wei Shijin was extremely angry and laughed. "Uncle said that I am a dog, then I will be a dog to see the uncle."

The wound on Song’s face was bitten again || Live, the ear was the swallowing sound of the youth, and he pulled the human hair back and pulled it.

The pain in the wound was aggravated, and Song Yan’s eye was physiologically reddish. He looked up and had a pair of love eyes.

Wei Shi Jinxi || Lips, blood boiling in the body, he tried to restrain himself, his voice was dumb, "Uncle, do you think I am a dog?"

Song Yu smoked a paper towel to wipe the wound, and the squat line was cold. "It depends on whether you want to be a human or want to be a dog."

Wei Shijin was mixed with the sweet smell of the spray on the man's face. "Talking to you around, it's hard."

Song Wei said, "When you are at my age, you are similar."

Wei Shijin clasped the man's hand that wiped the wound. He put his lips on it and swept away the blood with his tongue. "What age? Uncle is in my heart."

Song Wei did not hear.

Wei Shi said, "Uncle, use your son."

Song Hao knows what he wants to do, "No."

The top of the shirt is full of the smell of laundry detergent, Song Song is still awkward.

Wei Shijin暧||昧 said, "That can only help the uncle to help me personally, I can't ask for it."

Song Yu’s cold eyes swept away, “Wei Shijin.”

Wei Shijin locked the door. "Don't give me a pass, don't help me, uncle, so I can at least take more than an hour to get it out."

A piece of scorpion was lost.

Wei Shijin sniffed in front of his nose and had the taste of a man. "In fact, I want an uncle more than a sable."

The temperature in the car climbed, the air became wet || greasy, and the heavy breathing sounded one after another.

Song Yu closed his eyes and was holding back. He looked at the watch later, and the more shocked the eyes were, the more obvious it was.

Wei Shijin suddenly sighed, "Uncle, I can't help."

Song Yu’s brow was locked, and the air in the car made him nausea. “Let me get off, you go find someone to solve.”

Wei Shijin squinted and said, "Uncle let me go? I have cleanliness."

Song Hao heard a joke, but he didn't laugh. "Do you have cleanliness?"

Wei Shijin smiled at him, "Sex || Love | Aspects."

Song Hao did not see it.

Wei Shi Jinkou||Dry||Tongue||Dry, distressed, "Uncle, what do you do now? I have been unable to come out, the longer the time, the harder it is."

Song Wei said, "Then you should give yourself 120."

Wei Shijin raised his eyebrows. "Yes, we will be taken to the hospital together."

Song Hao coldly covered his face with a film, using the last bit of traffic.

Wei Shijin gave a look at his face and didn't look at it again. There was no reaction at all. "This is useless to me."

Song Wei turned off the video, and the sounds disappeared. His hand was caught and pulled to the other side. The top of his head was the voice of the youth. "Uncle, help me."

In less than ten minutes, Wei Shijin came out, he gasped against the back of the chair, and all his eyes were in the eyebrows. | | | | | |

Song Hao wiped his hand with a paper towel and stretched his lips into a straight line.

Wei Shijin will sweat the silk in front of his forehead. He smiles contemptuously, and the words in his mouth are vulgar. "Don't rub it again, the shooter won't get pregnant."

Song Hao threw the paper towel under the seat, and the hand was rubbed by his fever. "Don't you leave?"

Wei Shijin said later, "I just came out, the brain still has some oxygen deficiency, let me slow down."

Song Hao let him open the window, the turbid air in the car was gradually taken away by the wind, and the streets were full of streets.

Wei Shijin tied the seat belt and drove the car into the community. He followed the man upstairs, entered the door, and stopped.

It is impossible for Song Yu to change his lock. Unless he is not in this world, it is even more impossible. Therefore, he can only take one step at a time. Moreover, he has nothing else, he is a body, not his own.

After changing the shoes, Song Hao went to the kitchen with the dishes and washed his hands first.

Wei Shijin took the opportunity to enter the bedroom. He saw several medicine bottles on the table and frowned at the man who came in. "Uncle, are you taking sleeping pills?"

Song Wei took the medicine bottle in his hand and put it back in the same place. "What I eat is my business."

Wei Shijin said with his arm, "The sleeping pills can also eat dead people."

Song Wei did not respond. He would take a sleeping pill to control the dosage, and he would not eat it often. He only occasionally ate a few tablets to make himself fall asleep as soon as possible.

According to the guardian's meaning, it is not easy for Song Yu's body to commit suicide. He will not do that.

When there was nothing at the beginning, Song Song did not give up his life. That was the worst time. The current situation is far from perfect.

Wei Shijin glanced at the bedroom. During the day, he also pulled the curtains so tightly, depressed and stuffy. His eyes returned to the man's face.

"Uncle, you have lived a life of a lonely old man. You still can't live in a nursing home. You live alone at home. There is no individual around you. If you get sick or fall to the ground, no one knows, it will be very miserable. Huang Dan and Chen Yue are both abroad, and they are far apart. It is impossible to get to your side in the first time. As the saying goes, children will eventually grow up and have their own lives."

After listening to a large passage, Song Wei went to the refrigerator silently to continue to put vegetables.

Wei Shijin took a lazy step out, and the tone was the same. He couldn't hear the sincerity there. "It's better to follow me."

Song Wei put the broccoli on the second floor.

Wei Shijin relied on the refrigerator. "Uncle, OK, or not, at most two words."

Song Wei took out the expired bun and dumped it in the trash. "No."

Wei Shijin patted the dust that did not exist on his trousers. "Can't you?"

There is a personal shadow in Song's pupil, which is constantly magnifying. He looks at a face that is about to be posted.

Wei Shijin teased and laughed. "Uncle, are you waiting for me to kiss you?"

The wound on Song’s face was a pain.

At this moment, Wei Shijin’s cell phone rang. He glanced at the man and got up and answered the phone. “What?”

Zhang Yi’s nephew came over. “Where are you, I saw your sister coming back!”

Wei Shijin’s Meifeng was twisted. “My sister? Isn’t she on a business trip? Are you sure you’re not mistaken?”

Zhang Wei’s tone is dignified and he has a little bit of gloating. “Two eyes look really real. Your sister is running the building where you live. When she comes back, she will look for you. What is it that is rushing? ""

Wei Shijin said, "You should help me first, I will go back later."

Zhang Wei is very speechless. "How do I cope? When I saw your sister, my heart suddenly became a sudden. She looked at me. I was as uncomfortable as not wearing clothes. I can't help you with this. I can do it myself. ”

"I can't go here."

Wei Shijin hangs the phone without waiting for Zhang Wei to speak.

After a few minutes, Zhang Hao called, and he screamed in a violent voice. "**! Your sister is looking for me. She told me to inform you. If you can’t come back within half an hour, let me raise a man. Tell me the old man."

"Brother, you will not see death or not? Now you are going to bed with the uncle, you have to take it out, wait for your sister to send this big Buddha away, and then go back to play, love how long to play, how long to play No one will control tomorrow."

Wei Shijin’s temples rose. He raised his hand and pressed, and said to the man on the sofa, “Uncle, I have something to do with my family, I have to go.”

Song Weidao, "Turn off the door for me."

Wei Shijin leaned over and held his back on the sofa and said, "I am so anxious to let me go?"

Song Hao is anxious to cook.

Wei Shijin put the man on the sofa. "There was nothing wrong with the appointment. Uncle has not given me a statement until now. I just want to do nothing."

Song Yu’s line of sight swept the wall clock. “I didn’t agree.”

"Is it chewing on me?"

Wei Shijin put his hand in the || into the hair of the man. "If I remember correctly, you have not refused."

Song Wei said, "You remember it wrong."

Wei Shijin took his hand and touched the white hair of the man's horn. "I remember it wrong? Uncle, obviously you are sophistry."

Song Yu straightly said, "If I said something, if you didn't understand it, I will say it again. I don't have that kind of mind for you."

Wei Shijin smiled, "Uncle, that's because we know the time is short, take it slowly."

Song Wei, "..."

The phone in Wei Shijin's pocket rang again. He took it out and shut it down. He pressed the man's lips in a flash.

Song Hao did not have time to bite, and the person evacuated.

Shortly after Wei Shijin left, the seat of the living room rang, and the number would be yellow, and Song Hao came out of the kitchen to answer the phone.

Huang Dan asked at the other end, "Wei Shi's Wei Shijin looked for Chen Yue and asked about our affairs. He didn't say anything, but except for our secrets, other parties could find out."

"Wei Shijin's sister found Chen Yue yesterday. It seems that she knows her brother's business with you. She may come to see you personally. I don't know what the idea is, you have to be prepared."

Song Yu knows the intention of Huang Dan’s phone call, and suddenly feels a bit ridiculous. He has been trying to stop Huang Dan from contacting people for the past few years. He did not teach him when he was ignorant, and even deliberately refused to let him know and let him Producing an idea that should be ignored and does not need to be taken seriously, Chen Yue has squandered all the things to him.

"Quiet me?"

The sudden question of this question, Huang Dan, I understand it all at once. He said no, "Time can prove a lot of things. This is what Chen Yue told me. I have already believed it. You can also try to believe it. ""

Song Yu said, "Chen Yue is not good to you, I will come back. I will give you a card in your salary. I have no money for it. I can’t live with my guardian. You come back and the quality of life is the same as before. I can raise you no problem."

Huang Shan said, "He won't be bad for me."

Song Wei said, "There are many crossroads in life. Who knows what will happen at the next intersection. It is most important to arrange a retreat for yourself. When you don't have time, there is no road ahead, and there is no left behind."

Huang Shan’s eyebrows, Song Yu still have no confidence in the future. He continued the previous topic. “Chen Yue said that he added 20 Liu Feng is not an opponent of Wei Shijin. You should not confront each other and fight.”

Song Wei said, "I got the details of Wei Shijin from the guardian. The film company and the restaurant are all blind. He is doing the military | fire business, this is something Wei family does not know."

Huang Dan asked, "You will not pick up any tasks?"

Song Wei said that there is no time.

Huang Dansong’s tone, Song Hao should not marry him, “Don’t let yourself suffer.”

As a newcomer to the relationship, Huang Danhui's something is Chen Yuejiao. He thought about it carefully. He asked the psychologist about the emotional problems and asked Mr. System.

Huang Dan feels that Song Hao is very lonely, and he wants someone to accompany him. He is afraid that he will be betrayed again. He is extremely insecure. His feelings are his first love, he pays more, he likes it first, and the life center is surrounded by that person. Turn, give the other party, and finally get out of the other world, change nothing, change position, maybe he will regain confidence, look forward to more in the future.

Even if you can't, a pool of stagnant water should also be able to take a few bubbles.

There was something under Song Wei’s buttocks. He reached out and touched it. He threw the half-pack of smoke out of the coffee table and the next moment he went to the trash. “Is the studio’s business settled?”

Huang Dan said it is almost the same. "Chen Yue has helped me a lot. He is there. I thought it would be a little more troublesome things to do. If it goes well, I will contact the decoration company next month."

Song Wei asked, "Is there any difficulty in funding?"

Huang Dan said no, "Chen Yue has solved it for me. Now everything is going according to plan, there is no problem."

"I sent you the contact information of Liu Feng and Jiang Long. You save it, and the manager of the Chen Yue branch office, the telephone number of the bureau, the long phone, what can I find them first."

The kind of mocking psychology appeared again, and Song Hao had to admit that Huang Dan’s changes were great.

Huang Shan said, "You have to come out and meet the sun."

Song Hao’s face changed. “There is no sun, it’s all cloudy.”

Huang Dan said seriously, "You have to come out first."

Song Yu half squinted at the eyelids. "It’s cloudy, it’s going to rain."

Huang Shan said, "You didn't come out."

Song Wei said, "I am standing outside."

The two people are not talking about the same thing, but everyone knows what each other means, just one intentional enlightenment, and the other avoids.

The next day was a big sunny day. Song Hao took the quilt out and sunk it. By the way, he pulled the sheets into the washing machine. He went to the vacuum cleaner to clean the dust in the living room and the room. This was the first cleaning after the mission failed.

Most people want to be diligent and self-disciplined, but it is very easy to be lazy and casual.

Song Wei put all the garbage bags in the garbage dumps at the door, waiting to be downstairs together. When he turned around, he heard a voice behind him. "Uncle, clean up so early?"

The door was closed, and Wei Shijin’s footsteps were faster. He pushed the door open with one hand. “Seeing what I ran? It’s rude.”

Song Yu sneered, "Don't ask, are you polite to me?"

"What is that talking about? Good morning?"

Wei Shijin pinched the man's face and prevented him from hiding. "Uncle's look is much better today than yesterday. It seems that he slept well last night."

Song Hao is full of face, "You have no job?"

"not busy today."

Wei Shijin followed his own home, and he went to the kitchen to pour water on the road. He went back to talk to his sister for half an hour yesterday. The conversation was not very good. Finally, a consensus was reached. You walked your sunshine road. I walked my wooden bridge. No one cares who.

Scorpio has a hole to make up for himself.

Wei Shijin drank a few mouthfuls of water. He leaned on the table and put a cigarette. "Uncle, there is a painting exhibition around 9:00, you go with me."

Song Yu’s brow wrinkled, “Drawing exhibition? I will not go.”

Wei Shijin blinked his eyes. "That was the last exhibition of Mr. Liu Lao before his death. It will not be there anymore. An invitation is worth a lot. You have to change clothes, and we will slowly say on the road."

The washing machine stopped working and the end of the sound was heard. Song Hao took the quilt cover that had been taken off the water and went to the railing to dry it.

When Song Song finished the quilt and prepared to take the sheets, Wei Shijin suddenly posted it.

The sheets in Song Yu’s hands fell.

Wei Shijin looked up and said, "Look off the grass, you will wait a minute, I will call."

He didn't go down on his own, or he would definitely not come in. He would not go out with the key. As soon as he went out, the man would immediately lock it, so he asked the driver to pick it up.

Song Yu’s forehead was pumped.

The driver quickly took the sheets upstairs as instructed, not much to listen to, and got the instructions to turn around.

Song Wei noticed the sound and pace of the driver walking, and he was a trainer.

Wei Shijin is free today. He will arrange to speak out. It is rare to be so patient. "Look at the exhibition in the morning, go fishing to eat farmhouse food in the afternoon, and we have a bubble hot spring at night."

"I am not interested, I will not accompany you."

Song Yu is like a turtle. He was injured and almost died. Later he tried to shrink into the shell. He wanted to rot in the shell. No one would care for him. He let him fend for himself. Wei Shijin insisted on it. Pull him out, let him go out to sneak, see the light, blow the air.

Wei Shijin was ignorant, he looked at the mobile phone. "It takes 40 minutes to drive from here to the gallery. The premise is that there is no traffic jam. If you have a traffic jam, it will take an hour. I have to count the calculations. I have to start at eight o'clock. You still have twenty minutes. The time of arrival can be dragged."

Song Hao also turned a deaf ear, he went to open the window of the balcony, moved the flower pot to the sun.

Wei Shijin leaned against the glass door frame to see the man's half-squatting figure. He was wearing a casual dress today. He had glasses on his nose. The hair in front of his forehead was not combed back. He casually took it down, and there was a lot of restrained Sven, but after the lens. The eyes are still consistently sharp.

Song Yu grabbed the hand that reached his face.

Wei Shijin resisted his hand and took the thumb. |挲A few men’s wrists, "Uncle, the white hair of your horns is born, I have seen your photos, five years ago, ten years ago, you were all This way."

When the words fell, his hand was taken away, and his knees bent down next to the man. "What plant?"

Song Wei said, "Iron tree."

Wei Shijin pushed his glasses and looked awkward. "The name is quite interesting. It is neither a tree nor an iron, but an iron tree."

Song Wei, "..."

Wei Shijin pointed to a large pot of green oil on the side. "What about this?"

Song Wei said, "Look at yourself."

Wei Shijin heard the impatience of the man. He meant an unclear lip. "I can't see it, the uncle said to me."

Song Wei felt that there was a giant fly in his ear. He said coldly, "Hawthorn."

Wei Shijin asked, "What is Hawthorn?"

Song Wei said, "It is sweet potato."

Wei Shijin stared at the man's lips, eyes and eyes exposed | | bones 肆, he 暧 | | 昧 laugh, "Uncle will really be much."

Song Wei is thinking about which drawer is placed in the electric mosquito swatter.

Wei Shijin slipped on the screen of the mobile phone. "Uncle, now it is 7:58. If you don't change clothes, I don't mind just taking you down the stairs."

Song Wei moved the last flower pot to the side of the railing. He ignored Wei Shijin and went to the pool to wash his hands with soap. He prepared to pour himself a glass of water and then read the newspaper on the sofa.

Just sitting in the Song Dynasty on the sofa, thinking about cooking at noon, or just eating something, he heard Wei Shijin say eight o'clock, along with the sentence is the atmosphere of the living room, the rain is coming. .

"We are leaving."

Wei Shijin put his mobile phone in his trouser pocket. He came over and made a fuss about Song Wei. He said with a gentle smile. "With the point, uncle, you can't help me, don't ask for it."

Song Yu waved the hand of the young man and sighed. "Wei Shijin, have you taught you to respect people?"

Wei Shijin went to catch it again. This time he directly caught the person in front of him. He smiled and laughed. "Uncle, I gave you nearly twenty minutes, and you have been polished a little bit. You now say that I don't respect people. Why are you reasonable?"

Song Yu tried to break free and was caught tighter.

Wei Shijin held the man's shoulder in one hand, and the five fingers opened. It seemed to be very casual, but he used it. He opened the stopwatch of the mobile phone with one hand and had a strong attitude. "I will give you another choice, go on your own, or I am, you. There are thirty seconds to consider."

Song Wei wrapped his own shell and finally knocked out a crack. The real emotions were leaking out. The cockroaches were everywhere. He grabbed Wei Shijin’s collar and went down. "You fucking." Really..."