Wei Qian was simply afraid of Wei Zhiyuan.
Wei Qian has never been a character that can run away to the end, he will always find a way to face the problem - given that from childhood to adulthood it is his habit to carry things or no one to carry them.
But he thought his head through, but did not come up with a solution that could convince him, so he had to keep thinking, his head was about to explode.
Well, Wei Zhiyuan seems to see, that day from the water pond back, he no longer always go to pester Wei Qian, he also has his own things to do busy, sometimes will go out, sometimes will lock himself in the room to work or open the network teleconference, but I do not know how he did it, Wei Qian feel that boy's sense of existence is not so strong, but actually can be everywhere!
Wei Zhiyuan's eyes belong to the crowd is relatively large, ordinary open can not be seen, a smile, but a little peach blossom eyes flavor, the eyes can sweep a large area, his eyes are like substance, when it will bet on Wei Qian.
Sometimes gentle and sometimes focused ...... This can be tolerated, what can t be tolerated is that sometimes Wei Zhiyuan comes out to pour a water and take some food, and all of them will think of what they should not think of, and at this time his gaze will become very revealing, and it is almost almost enough to constitute a visual rape.
It's not easy to have a weekend off, but Weiqian is "resting" as if he's on the back of his head.
Finally survived to Monday, Wei Qian early in the morning to hide to the company, this perversion of the same workaholic, looking at the table piled full of all kinds of reports to be reviewed by him, but also a sigh of relief like a relaxed and happy up.
Wei Qian went to open the Monday morning meeting when the heart is still upset thinking: I'm afraid of him for what? Why should I be afraid of him?
He was walking away when suddenly a dazed looking man came up to him and nearly collided with him.
Wei Qian fixed his eyes on Ma Chunming, and immediately said in a bad mood, "You just finished taking drugs, huh? What kind of image is this?"
Ma Chunming grew a long melon face, sharp mouth, monkey cheeks, big eyes, double eyelids, eyes are still a little convex, in general, it can be said that is not quite in line with the people's aesthetics, good thing he is usually always smiling, at least it can be taken as a kind expression of the golden monkeys, but also inviting people to like.
But he is somehow at this time, topped with a hairy head toward the sun toward the sky, his feet are weak, his face has a vegetable color, and his eyes are still red, which seems to make his eyes bulge even more, and the whole person becomes a big head and small thin neck ET.
Ma Chunming glanced at him with resentment, successfully giving goosebumps to Wei Qian, who had suffered the ravages of a weekend's worth of eye contact. Then Dr. Ma said to Wei Qian with the same sombre tone as a hangman, "Good morning, Wei Dong."
"......" Wei Qian, "Good morning to you."
Ma Chunming's eyes were dull and lost in thought as she brushed past him.
His wind control consultant and executive vice president, Comrade Ma Chunming, is a very love of work, Dr. Ma always remembered when he got the job is hard-won, mixed to this point today is like an accidental jackpot, so very cherish, is always conscientious.
But this day morning meeting, he was silent from the beginning to the end, the whole person is in a very trance-like state, Wei Qian asked about the wind control work of this week's arrangements, called him twice, Ma Chunming did not hear, and finally it was sitting across from him in the three fat ball of a paper ball hit him in the brain, only then to let the soul out of the body of the Dr. Ma noticed that there are still so many stupid human beings around.
Ma Chunming: "Ah ...... I ...... I have nothing more to add."
Wei Qian rolled his eyes, "Did I ask you to add?"
Ma Chunming expression blank, next to the manager of the Department of Risk Control hastened to speak fast for him to report the work, at least it is the scene to put off the past.
Wei Qian gave Dr. Ma a warning look, not sweeping him off his feet on the spot, but leading him to his office after the regular meeting.
He sat down behind his desk like a big devil, crossed his legs and lit a cigarette, drooping his eyelids and coldly asked Ma Chunming, "Doctor I ask you, is the theme of our regular meeting today sleepwalking?"
Ma Chunming slipped sideways and stood, not daring to look up and speak.
After all, he's been an old subordinate for many years, Wei Qian saw him in this ghostly state and more or less rose a little bit of human sympathy, so he slightly eased his tone in the next sentence and said to him, "If there's something going on at home, just go back and deal with it first, and it doesn't matter if you take two days' leave."
At this time, Ma Chunming suddenly opened his mouth without a village in front or a store at the back and asked, "...... Do I count my career as successful?"
Wei Qian: "Huh? What the hell?"
Ma Chunming staggered to find a chair, sat down on his butt on it, and began to Xianglin's wife like a flurry of self-hatred, "You pay me such a high salary, and let me manage so many things, I sometimes have the illusion that I'm very successful, but what's the use? I'll still be abandoned as usual, no matter how hard I try."
Wei Qian: "......"
He forgot to even put a cigarette in his mouth as he listened.
Ma Chunming said, then tears fell like rain, tears crackling, the expression of the heart torn, but the voice did not bawl, but only aggrieved small voice choked.
Wei Qian: "Yo, is this a fight with your wife? It's not because I keep letting you go on business trips and it's affecting the couple's relationship, is it?"
Ma Chunming finally couldn't help himself, both elbows propped up on his knees, both hands covering his face, his body bowed down, collapsed: "I've been in love with her for three years, married for more than two years, I know that she's a beautiful person with a good family background, I'm a little bit unworthy of her, but for so many years, as long as I've got it, I'll get her whatever she wants, and she's the one who wants to eat the human heart, and I'm able to pick open my chest to slice it into a slice to her fried ......"
"Please change your words to something less disgusting." Weiqian wrinkled his nose, his breakfast flipping upward a bit when he heard this.
Ma Chunming turned a deaf ear, "...... But why is she with someone else behind my back?"
Wei Qian was taken aback, "What? How did you know? You saw it?"
Ma Chunming wiped a handful of tears: "With my own eyes, I was not last night just accompanied the partners from the field back, I arranged for them to eat and stay, all the way to send them all into the hotel when, with my own eyes, I saw her and a male satchel hand walk in, she did not know that I came back ...... me yesterday. ...... I stood outside the hotel all night."
He said, sniffing hard, showing signs of a bit of a cold.
"Wait, I have cold medicine here," Wei Qian rummaged through the drawer and gave him a few packets of cold punch, "Standing outside a hotel all night? Ugh, people are snogging and you're watching the door - don't you think you're sick?"
It had come to this situation, this man even came up with such unsympathetic and mean words to make up for it, Ma Chunming immediately sobbed and was heartbroken.
Wei Qian waved his hand and twisted the cigarette out, "Let's do it this way, tell me what you count on, divorce? Divorce? Or what? Did you see who that bitch is who hooked up with someone else's wife? Either I find someone to check for you?"
"That's not it at all!" Ma Chunming's volume rose, "I don't even care who that person is! I've only ever liked such a woman in my life, and I know I don't deserve her, so I don't mind if she only returns one point if I have ten points of affection for her, but how can she trample on someone else's true heart like that?"
The words "trampling on other people's hearts" seemed like a wasp's tail needle, not too gently but not too heavily stabbing Wei Qian in the heart.
He couldn't help but think of Wei Zhiyuan.
Wei Zhiyuan's shift from blazing to deep feelings was unacceptable to Wei Qian, and at the same time, he also vaguely felt a few moments of trepidation - like the kind of trepidation a child who is usually not very popular and has no sense of presence feels when he is suddenly in the spotlight of all the people.
To use an inappropriate analogy, a person who has been starving for many years is suddenly stuffed with two steamed buns of human blood, even if the moral sense in his heart is no longer rejected and he refuses to eat them, he will put them away in a precious place and will not throw them away with his hands.
Ma Chunming: "Why did you keep me back then? Was it because I looked like a monkey and was fun? I'm nothing at all."
Wei Qian was brought back to his senses by this howl of his voice, still distracted, only dryly consoled, "Alright, it's not your fault, don't be presumptuous here."
Ma Chunming heard his consolation and knew that it was already quite good for him to not fall on his sword and to play at this level, so he smiled ruefully at Wei Qian, "Thank you."
Then the smile disappeared, leaving only the miserable: "You won't understand us losers, being abandoned is like being denied in its entirety, it's not that I hate her or feel that I've hurt a man's self-esteem, I ...... can't find a meaning to my own existence... ..."
After Ma Chunming finished, he staggered and stood up, "Wei Dong, I'll take two days off."
Wei Qian heard a bit of other implications and said busily, "Hey, wait, come back!"
But Ma Chunming seems to be really as if his heart is dead, did not hear, walking corpse left his office.
Wei Qian had to hang up the internal phone to Xiao Fei: "You call people ...... Well, just the assistant of the general manager of the horse, these two days to watch him a little more, how do I feel that he is a prelude to buying a hemp rope to hang himself?"
After a while, Xiao Fei knocked on the door of his office, holding a jacket in her hand, "I've asked someone to keep an eye on Mr. Ma's side."
Wei Qian stared at the object in her hand for a moment, "It seems to be my clothes?"
"Well, Yuan delivered it just now, saying it's cooling down this afternoon." Faye hung the clothes in the doorway, "I haven't seen them in years, I didn't even dare to recognize them just now."
Xiao Fei said while rummaging through a drawer for a tea bag, trained to pick up Wei Qian's cup and brew a steaming cup of tea for him; "I heard about that thing with Mr. Ma, his wife is quite unkind. In fact, for some people, love is like a high-class replica of the kind of family parent-child relationship they had when they were young, suddenly losing it is just like being thrown away by a child by its parents, it hurts to think about it."
Wei Qian: "...... kids thrown away by their parents? What's this all about?"
Xiao Fei shrugged, "Of course not everyone is like this, but it's true that some people just have that kind of feeling, probably because they really have deep feelings, and after being together for a long time, they are prone to be especially dependent on each other, and desperately trying to please ...... how good Ma's temper is, like an awkward child or a puppy, and I all feel that he is strange and pathetic, farting around his woman, thinking that he is working so hard outside all for her, but the result is that people do not care about it at all, a foot kicked him away."
She spoke colorfully, Wei Qian brain involuntarily came up with a scene, Ma Chunming in the late fall night, wilted head and tail, shrunken neck and shoulders, bamboo poles like the wind and rain in front of the hotel stood a night ......
And the protagonist of that scene suddenly changed, in his wantonly dispersed thoughts, into Wei Zhiyuan.
Wei Qian suddenly got a jolt and looked up to ask Fei, "Where is everyone?"
Faye: "What man?"
"Where's Far?"
Xiaofei said inexplicably, "He went home, I saw him chatting with the people from the investment department on his way out, as if it was about investing in that game, then said you hate being noisy, so he left you alone."
Wei Qian waved her hand and let her out.
The material in front of him he suddenly couldn't look at it anymore, the words floated one by one, none of them jumped into his eyes, Wei Qian tilted his head back and leaned heavily on the back of the chair, one hand covering his face.
"Little far, little far where ......" he chanted breathlessly in his mind, finally collecting in an echoing sigh.
It's sad.
When the frost comes down, the maple leaves are red.
Wei Qian put his hands in his pockets and mixed in the pile of people on the outskirts of the city on an autumn tour, waiting for Wei Zhiyuan who was excitedly taking pictures around.
He still can't think of why he agreed to come, as if the cause was Ma Chunming and Xiao Fei, those two bastards with the discussion as if, together intentionally or unintentionally poke his heart, so that every time he saw Wei Zhiyuan, it was like seeing a debtor.
Later Ma Chunming did not seek death, back to work, as if and his wife said open, the two are planning to divorce, three fat is open to help him find a lawyer to help him break up the partnership.
Ma Chunming himself was all out of shape, as listless as if he had taken rat poison all day long.
Wei Qian couldn't help but brainstorm about Wei Zhiyuan every time he saw him, and the vague trepidation and guilt he felt at the beginning gradually became thicker and thicker.
So much so that when Wei Zhiyuan said he wanted to go to the countryside to see the red leaves, Wei Qian thought to himself, "Eat your heart out, right?"
But his mouth hesitated and agreed against his will, "Okay."
The bells of a monastery halfway up the mountain were ringing in his ears, and a little girl of four or five years old ran past him at his feet, saying in a milky voice, "Far up the cold mountain the stone path slopes."
Seeing Wei Qian glance at her, the little girl bounced in place a few times, and not recognizing him, as if showing off her ability, she shouted at him again with a cheeky smile, "Frosty leaves are redder than February flowers!"
"Bear child, still quite good at pinching." Wei Qian thought, squeezing out a fake smile at her, exhaling a puff of smoke rings, and in his heart, he let out another sorrowful sigh, "I'm just fucking losing my power!"
Side by side, the two of them hiked all the way to the monastery in the mountains, and Wei Qian then remembered that this seemed to be the same place where the old bear had left his home.
Wei Zhiyuan is very much like that, on the incense buckle head are done as if the standard action, attracted the crowd of joss stickers scramble to follow suit, Wei Qian but ignore this set, with his hands behind his back, as indifferent as the grandfather stood on the side waiting for him.
Presumably a monk felt that this almsman was too much of a non-stuff, not even bothering to make a perfunctory gesture and showing great disrespect to the Buddha, so he rushed over to him, made a bow and clasped his palms together and said, "The almsman is a man of destiny, draw a sign."
Wei Qian shook his head.
The monk said kindly, "Today there is free interpretation for those who have a destiny, so the monk draws one, it doesn't matter."
The little monk pestered people very much, Wei Qian was originally quite bored, and finally made a joke like smoking one, only to see that it was written with four lines of unevenness, seemingly through the poem.
The young monk was immediately shocked when he saw it
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Losing color: "Aigoo, Shi Master, this is the next best thing!"
Wei Qian: "......"
He knew it was this one.
The little monk went on to say, "This is the main bad year, Shi master may also have a recent blood disaster, Amitabha Buddha, my Buddha compassion, poor monks touch is destiny, will do everything in my power to help you dissolve, will never ......"
Wei Qian asked coolly, "Just tell me how much?"
The little monk saw him so on the road, said with a smile on his brow, "Open peace talisman 50 dollars, ward off evil spirits and attract wealth, to protect the health and safety of the family, the price came back to function more, the master to a right?"
Wei Qian raised his hand and pointed behind him, "You, turn backward and march squarely."
The little monk shook his head and sighed, intending to persuade this "almsgiver" who sacrificed his life but not his money, Wei Qian, without saying a word, picked out the phone and dialed a number: "Xiong Yingjun, where are you? Roll to the main hall - yes, I'm in your temple, where do you recruit children ah? Do you know what you're doing? Do you know what you're doing? Do you specialize in catching acquaintances?"
Xiong Yingjun heard, speeding to come, he is now no longer selling tickets, is a "monk", responsible for the daily chanting to the tourists to open the light.
He's fat as a ball under his eyes and he doesn't know how many purdahs he's broken on the sly.
Senior monk Xiong Yingjun reprimanded the unintelligent little new monk, and then invited the two acquaintances to his meditation room, where he shot a glance at Wei Zhiyuan as if he was taken aback, and in the end didn't say anything, but only shook his head incoherently, "It shall not be."
Wei Zhiyuan saw him, but felt quite friendly: "Brother Xiong, that year instructed me a lot, thank you, in the future I will come back to return the wish."
The old bear waved his hand, sighed, and sang three sighs and said, "The thousand year king s eight ten thousand year turtle, the thousand year fox boiled into a fine, the first time I saw it was not yet in shape, and in the twinkling of an eye, I have already crossed the hijacking ...... Alas, the sin sin sin sin sin sin sin sin sin sin sin sin sin sin sin sin sin sin sin sin sin sin sin sin sin, good and good."
Wei Zhiyuan smiled as if he was playing Zen with him.
Wei Qian, however, frowned, "Can you two speak human language?"
The old bear gave him a terrible look and expelled him from the Buddha's pure land, "Foolish world, ah, I told you earlier that it doesn't fit with your three views, quickly open your 'sanitary napkin' [note] and roll back to your mortal world."
Who knows how that day was so evil somehow.
Presumably there are some humans who really are crows becoming, with one casual remark, good for nothing and bad for nothing.
Wei Qian sat in the passenger seat, looked down and flipped through Wei Zhiyuan's camera, after flipping through it, he felt something was wrong: "What did you shoot? Where are the maple leaves?"
Photographs, large and small, from different angles, or dotted with a maple tree or two, or a fiery red maple leaf, were taken of people - just himself.
Wei Qian didn't really like taking pictures, he felt that it was weird to look at himself from this angle.
There is the back of the lowered head, there is a close-up of the side of the face looking up at the mountainside, Wei Qian does not know when he is all around his own sneak peek, the level is quite high, living like a photo album.
There was also a close-up of him with one leg on the last stone step, an eye in his hand, a slightly raised eyebrow, the sunlight shining on his face, his eyes squinting, a little smile that seemed to be derisive at the corners of his mouth, watching a little girl whose feet were off the ground and who was bouncing on the ground.
The timing of the capture was extremely coincidental, just capturing the micro-expression that flickered on his face, as if someone had been paying attention to him through the lens, holding his breath for an unknown period of time, in order to precisely and incomparably retain such an incomparably vivid moment.
"This one is my favorite." Wei Zhiyuan said, "I'm going to wash one out and bring it with me, and take it out to look at it every day before I go to bed."
Wei Qian raised his head to look at him.
Wei Zhiyuan again showed that revealing and sultry expression and said softly, "Save it for a wet dream."
Wei Qian is speechless, with his lack of moral not smoking mouth, there are ten thousand kinds of words, guaranteed to make the other side hold his head, all the parade bombarded in his heart, Wei Qian found how to say is not appropriate, and finally only continue to look at Wei Zhiyuan woodenly.
Wei Zhiyuan laughed, "I'm just kidding - brother, put your seatbelt on."
Wei Qian did not say anything, fastened, the passenger side of the car on the question of whether to wear a seat belt, always check a while loose, if not Wei Zhiyuan remind, he will not take the initiative to tie.
When I think about it later, this kind of regulated safety awareness is really necessary.
Because just as Wei Zhiyuan drove through an intersection, a car somehow came out of the intersection as if it were a death wish, and hit head-on a car that was driving in the lane next to them, and coincidentally, the model and color of that car was exactly the same as Wei Qian's.
The car that was hit flipped over on the spot and lunged over to their side, Wei Zhiyuan slammed the steering wheel, violent friction and impact sounds rang out, the window glass on their left side shattered cleanly, the crumbs crumbled all over the place, most of them were blocked by Wei Zhiyuan's side.
Wei Qian was unharmed, Wei Zhiyuan rolled up a section of his arm and the back of his neck was full of large and small blood marks.
This has really become a bloodbath.
Author's Note: [Note]: the tampon refers to the shape of Chevy's license plate, and I'm really not a Chevy Black [punch ......