"Have I really ...... been failing you?" Wei Qian thought this in his heart.
However, except for that night when Wei Zhiyuan had been made to feel angry by him, Wei Qian didn't remember that he had ever expressed any negative emotions at all.
Wei Zhiyuan pulled away the pillow that Wei Qian had caught, turned around and put it back on Ma Chunming's hospital bed, and said lightly, "My brother is not that kind of person."
Ma Chunming and Wei Qian asked in unison, "How do you know?"
Wei Qian regretted when he finished speaking and glared fiercely at Ma Chunming who was not sure why.
Wei Zhiyuan laughed: "Thin-skinned and unsympathetic people with phase, not pleasing to the eye."
Because Ma Chunming temperament is not slippery, eyes big leakage, he completely failed to observe Wei Qian listened to this sentence after the ears are red, is still very stupid and naive to ask Wei Zhiyuan: "Really?"
When he finished speaking, he carefully recalled his wife's appearance, but he thought she was quite beautiful, and even though he was saddened by the thought, he did not see where she had an "unappealing" appearance.
Ma Chunming asked Wei Zhiyuan very seriously, "Do you know how to read faces? Can you give me a look? Am I going to have bad luck with my wife in my life?"
Wei Zhiyuan, however, glimpsed Wei Qian s look, smiled more intensely, and sincerely lulled ...... no, comforted Dr. Ma, saying, "No, you just have late luck, and you were too hasty to manipulate before, so you met rotten peach blossoms, and the red luan star has not yet run to the main palace."
"What?" Ma Chunming said incredulously, "I'm over thirty and running for four, and I'm still not in the main palace? The rotation speed of that whatever star is too slow."
Wei Qian coolly interjected, "It's all because you drew the turtle."
Ma Chunming heard this and straightened his back as if he were an enemy, and then with one of the only few times in his life that he was witty, he made one of the only few times that he was dependable in replying, "That makes sense, you love to draw turtles too, and you're still a bachelor."
Wei Qian: "......"
He really wanted to kill Dr. Ma in a heartless manner, but before he could put it into practice, there was a new visitor in the ward - Faye and Ma Chunming's assistant came to see him on behalf of their colleagues.
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Ma Chunming's assistant is a just joined less than two years of the little girl, called her Mengmeng, big eyes with bangs, a smile two dimples, but also a small oddball, all day long with a broken laptop, with a small eunuch of the living record like, so that she did the minutes, even after the meeting a few people knocking each other's teeth farting words she can give a word for word shorthand down.
The small meeting transcripts can be covered with the black history of company executives, big and small ......
The two girls also brought gifts in big bags.
Wei Zhiyuan hurriedly went out to help them move in, put a large box of milk on the Ma Chunming bedside, above Luo fresh fruit and snacks, living like a hospital picnic.
Meng Meng said nicely, "We picked high calcium for this milk, it's good for Mr. Ma's legs."
Big Sister Faye went on to add, "Yes, and it also helps adults to wean as quickly as possible."
Wei Qian knew that Meng Meng and their gang of new kids were a bit afraid of themselves, so he didn't stay long, turned around and greeted Wei Zhiyuan as he walked away, and the two of them left the hospitalization department, descended the stairs, and when they got to the threshold, Wei Qian naturally propped up Wei Zhiyuan's waist a bit, reminding him to pay attention to his footsteps in such an intimate way.
Wei Zhiyuan braked violently and turned his head back incredulously.
When Wei Qian was with him, he was always in a state of first-degree readiness, as if he was in his eyes, from a Transformer that could be casually picked up by the back of the neck and dropped into the mud without dying, to a forest sister who could end up depressed because of a single look or a single word.
Every time Wei Zhiyuan touched Wei Qian, he felt that his brother was like a quasi-martyr sitting next to a mercury-pole bomb-all tense, but grandly holding back from fleeing.
Wei Qian saw him turn around and asked as if nothing had happened, "What's wrong?"
Wei Zhiyuan didn't want to waste a second, and as soon as he took his hand, he yanked him and ran into the parking lot, then shoved him into the car.
Wei Qian was dragged and dragged by him, choking on a stomach of cool air, this is also even if, the key two people in front of the hospital all the way running wild appearance, is really very much like just escaped from psychiatry.
He coughed a few times and questioned, a little out of breath, "Is there a place to pitch in the car?"
Wei Zhiyuan said in the tone of having just won five million dollars and dreaming, "Did you ...... you just put your arm around me?"
Wei Qian: "......"
He really didn't mean it that way, it's just that when a person's attention starts to be on another person and he's trying his best to express some tenderness in a roundabout way, he subconsciously makes those gestures.
However, Wei Qian could hear the leaps and excitement in Wei Zhiyuan's voice, and of course he unspokenly understood why he was so excited.
He thought back to himself, when he was as old as Wei Zhiyuan, could he be like him, to be so pampered for a certain person or a certain thing, and still be obsessed with it?
Wei Qian felt he couldn't.
So he let Wei Zhiyuan keep this small misunderstanding, no explanation, just moncler outlet store like a seat back slightly adjusted, squinted at the person next to him: "Why, embrace a little you still want to charge ah? The raisin buyer at the door still lets you try two of them."
Wei Zhiyuan stared at him with a gaze that burned like a high-temperature oven, "Eat whatever you want, eat as much as you want."
Wei Qian always thought that he was not a decent person from the bottom of his heart, because things are gathered together, look at his side of this bunch of goods know, but he always can't resist Wei Zhiyuan, this set and set - if the molestation of a good woman also has a paragraph, this kid to the evil of the old overseas society of the drunkenness of a circle back, has obviously reached the degree of the nine paragraphs of the professional.
Then, he felt that there was something wrong with the idea.
"Is there a reason to molest his brother as a virtuous woman?" Wei Qian thought in disbelief, "Fuck, what kind of books have you read into the stomach of such a shameless thing after all your hard work?"
Since Wei Zhiyuan kept harassing him with his naked/naked sight along the way, Wei Qian had to manually press his face to the other side every time he waited for a stoplight.
It was not easy to drive back home in fear, Wei Qian said in a bad mood: "In the future, you will be like this, you will give me a roll to sit in the back, elementary school students know that in order to traffic safety does not disturb the driver ......"
Wei Zhiyuan said in aggravation, "But I didn't even say a word, so can't I just take a look?"
Wei Qian was speechless for a moment, then sighed, raised his hand to rub Wei Zhiyuan's chin, and said in his gentlest voice, "Let me try first, okay?"
After half a lifetime, he'd never tried to love someone before, and he didn't even know where to start or what priorities to follow.
Wei Zhiyuan grabbed his hand, "If there are a hundred steps, with your words, the remaining ninety nine steps I will crawl over ...... brother, in fact, I am much more cheap than Dr. Ma."
Wei Qian suddenly collected all his previous looks, his gaze sank, and he asked that same question again like he did many years ago, asking Xiao Yuan, who was only waist-high at the time, "Is brother treating you badly?"
And after many years, the little boy who would only shake his head grew up and spoke.
This time, Wei Zhiyuan rubbed his fingertips and whispered, "There is no second person in the world who will ever love me this much."
Wei Qian had no joy or anger on his face, he just listened to the words and quietly asked him back, "Then I've been hurting you for so many years just to let you be a bitch?"
After he finished speaking, he drew back his own hand, flexed his fingers, and heavily flicked Wei Zhiyuan's head, commenting on a muffled soft thud, "The watermelon is ripe for the taking."
And then he unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car.
Wei Zhiyuan froze for a long time, before turning around the twists and turns in these words, and suddenly he couldn't help his nose from turning sour.
Dinner got up quickly, Alex was going out of town for work, and Bo had agreed to go out to eat with him, but she pushed her way in just as the newscast started.
Wei Zhiyuan gave her a bowl of skin-egg thin meat porridge and casually asked, "Why did you leave your friend alone?"
Xiao Bao grumbled, "Passed the entrance to the bar street, and before I could go in, I was hooked up with a foreign devil hanyou who spoke in an unintelligible way."
Wei Qian on one side put down his teacup rather unexpectedly, "What? I saw the two of you getting quite close and thought he was a boyfriend you had."
Xiao Bao jumped three feet in the air, "Protest! Brother, this is a great insult to my personality and intelligence!"
"Come on, which of these two do you have?" Wei Qian first blankly glanced at her, then sighed in relief and muttered, "It's great if it's not, I would have thought that young man was dangling like he wasn't dependable."
"Not only can not be relied on, he is simply ......" Song Xiaobao had not finished his words when the phone came.
Alex asked over there, slightly tipsy, "Li'l, did I leave something in your bag?"
He doesn't go out without a bag, he usually carries his money and cell phone in his pockets, and if there's anything else, he stuffs it into his little treasure bag.
Song Xiao Bao went to reach his bag that he had thrown on the sofa while asking, "What is it?"
Alex said incoherently, "Ah ...... that's something, anyway, show me."
Wei Qian's attention had already shifted to the TV, when suddenly, a high-decibel scream rang out in his ears like thunder, and he heard Xiao Bao growl at the person on the other end of the phone, "Bitch, you shameless bastard, I'll fuck you up, you actually dare to put condoms and lubricants in my bag! lubricant in my bag!"
Wei Qian choked on a mouthful of hot water without warning and began a round of heartbreaking coughing.
Song Xiaobao then realized what she had screamed under her big brother's ear, and immediately felt that the whole person was two hundred and fifty percent, so he had to end this uncouth conversation hurriedly in a huff, "Buy another set for yourself, I'm not giving you a gift, how in the world did your agent put up with you, if it were up to me, I would have peeled and boiled you long ago."
Before she hung up, Wei Qian also heard Alex's arrogant laughter from the phone, which was interspersed with the sentence, "I can change my career to work as an accountant for a cat food factory, and last time, the owner of that cat food factory even contacted me!"
Song Xiaobao was so ashamed that she wanted to dispose of certain things under the eyes of her two older brothers, but Wei Zhiyuan had been staring at the side of the small box and bottle that had not had time to unpack out of sight, before she grabbed it and wanted to throw it to the trash can, Wei Zhiyuan, who was not at home in her mind, could not help but speak out, "Hey, that ...... "
No sooner had the words left his mouth than he snapped back to his senses and instantly regretted it, his hand under the table spinning the stringed beads on his wrist so gyroscopically that it was almost a stump, guilty that lust/lust had defeated him so easily.
What's even more embarrassing is that when Xiaobao heard it, she seemed to "understand" something, and after hesitating for a while, she slowly put the things she was going to throw back on the table, then she pursed her lips and carefully pushed it in front of Wei Zhiyuan.
Song Xiaobao picked up the bowl of congee, maintaining a standing position, with Wu Sung's "three bowls but no post" posture, two mouths of lean congee down, not choked to death, she went to the kitchen against the wall, four feet flying rinsed the dishes, and then came back against the wall in small steps, did not dare to raise his head silently back to his own house.
In a series of body language, she said, wordlessly at this point, "Make yourselves at home and pretend I don't exist."
Wei Zhiyuan and Wei Qian were left staring at each other in disbelief, with these two small existential items on the table in the center, and on the TV, the title song of the weather forecast played leisurely ......
After a while, Wei Qian darted his eyes away, pretending that he hadn't seen anything, and seriously studied the page of Sudoku and riddles in the evening paper, even as if he was suddenly interested in the incredibly retarded little game of deduction.
Wei Zhiyuan went through a series of harsh thought struggles, and the beads that turned into propellers didn't stop his thoughts from racing all the way in the nasty direction, so he unknowingly and secretly put away the things on the table and put them in his pocket.
Wei Qian was really sitting on pins and needles in the living room, and it didn't take him long to find an excuse and go back to his room.
He sat down in front of the desk to open the computer, and then opened the browser with a serious face, hesitated for a moment, and finally, in the Baidu search bar, a serious search for "how to find gay sex / pornography" this kind of awkward and godly question.
Afterwards, Wei Qian seemed to do market research, began to analyze a variety of complex information, but most of the online addresses searched for have long been blocked, obvious yellow sites or unknown download address he always felt that there will be a virus inside, not quite dare to casually go in.
Originally did not know want to do something "bad" Wei Qian so, on this issue seriously with the major search engines for a night of energy.
Who knew that before he could get any results, suddenly, his door was wrenched open from the outside.
Wei Qian's hand shivered as he hurriedly attempted to close the search page, who knew that he didn't know what he had accidentally clicked into, and a strange sound immediately came out from the speakers, and his sweaty hairs exploded.
Wei Zhiyuan stood in the doorway, woodenly holding up the apple and fruit knife in his hand, "I just want to ask you to eat or not ......"
Wei Qian: "......"
Of course, what he felt most wronged was that there was clearly nothing on the screen, and that movement just now was the background sound when that lackluster website opened!
Wei Zhiyuan poked at the door for a few seconds, pondering whether he should be a saint or a mortal, and in the blink of an eye, the "saintly villain" of the tug-of-war was beaten into a pile of dregs by the "mortal villain" - he decisively dropped the fruit knife and the apple. He decisively dropped the fruit knife and apple, sideways flash into Wei Qian's room, and back to lock the door.
There was a "click" and the room seemed to collapse as if a string could break at any moment, the tension almost suffocating.
But then, the choking strings loosened - Wei Zhiyuan glimpsed Wei Qian's screen full of search results and the stifled expression of a hundred mouths on that face, and he couldn't help it, laughing directly from the table to the bottom of the table, and was finally kicked out by Wei Qian: "Laughing my ass off ah laugh."
Wei Zhiyuan leaned against the foot of his table and sat on the floor, rubbing the tears that came out of the corners of his eyes from laughing: "Brother, there are two G's in my mobile hard disk, and the password is the full spelling of your name, do you want it? All copied to you."
This sentence is not a few words in total, but Wei Qian felt that he could find several reasons to clean up Wei Zhiyuan, but when these reasons are all piled together, it seems to produce a pitiful "negative-negative-positive" results, Wei Qian's mind can hardly restrain himself from surfacing a picture, Wei Zhiyuan sat alone in the house, knocking down his The full spelling of his name, and then ......
"Brother."
Just when he was still immersed in a mess, Wei Zhiyuan stopped laughing at some point, Wei Zhiyuan tentatively grabbed Wei Qian's ankle and easily jerked up the thin layer of pants leg and caressed Wei Qian's leg.
Wei Zhiyuan met Wei Qian's gaze, he said softly, "I have to wait for me to get the movie to watch, do you want the live version now?"
As he said that, he cupped Wei Qian's bare/naked foot and slowly rubbed it on the side of Wei Qian's foot, and suddenly lowered his head and pecked lightly on the back of his foot.
Wei Qian retracted his feet as if electrocuted, "Xiao Yuan!"
Wei Zhiyuan stood up obediently, bracing his hands on the handles of his chair and looking at him condescendingly, "Qian'er, do you want to try?"
The gentle scent of bath soap came from him, and with a lift of his hand, he closed Wei Qian's computer, turned his desk lamp to its dimmest setting, and gently uncovered Wei Qian's collar, "If you don't want to, kick me away like you did just now, okay?"
Wei Qian's face was obscure in the dim light.
Wei Zhiyuan's movements were extremely gentle, even though the corners of his forehead were already drenched in sweat from the cold winter months. He had already discovered that his brother was very resistant to excessive intimacy and skin-to-skin contact for some reason, "some reason" he didn't want to think about, but he could more or less guess.
He didn't look like he was making Wei Qian feel uncomfortable, so he kept trying to suppress himself.
His ten feet of soft red dust was in the palm of his hand, and all meditations of emptiness or clarity went up in smoke, and all he wanted was to drown himself in it.
Wei Qian whispered his name, "Xiao Yuan."
Wei Zhiyuan pulled him up like a man who had suddenly gone mad, while later wrapping his hands around his waist and wrestling himself onto the bed with him.
The soft bed creaked with a hoarse whine.
The floodgates that had been closed to him twenty years ago opened completely, and Wei Qian closed his eyes
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eyes, as if they heard the sound of water gurgling through them like a river.
He felt as if something in him was slowly passing through the maelstrom of lust/desire, and a new torrent flared once more in his dormant veins.
Without Wei Zhiyuan ......
He'd never learn to be as cynical as Alex in his life, or at least beat him to death for leaving his company behind and turning his back on his job as an accountant at a cat food factory.
He also couldn't learn to simply do what he liked like Ma Chunming; he didn't even have a well-formed, articulable ideal.
Material abundance will empty his spirit, and in a few years, Bo may become popular, or she may get married, and whichever way she goes, she will gradually leave him ......
And there was no longer anyone who needed his sleepless back-breaking, workaholic desperation.
That was supposed to be the end of him.
"Fuck, it hurts!" Wei Qian couldn't help but curse out in a changed tone, "Can you fucking lighten up? Kill a pig!"
...... But not anymore, I'm afraid.