"Now." Sheen looked up at me.
"If you are free, go back to the Internet cafe with me first." I reached out and rubbed my temples: "When I just came out, Zhou Ran asked me to help him get something from Wei Xingwen. The doctor said that they were both. It will be impossible to leave the hospital for a while."
"Cut, we are all babysitters." The little girl curled her head and said with an unhappy expression on her face.
At this time, the elevator door opened, and Xiaoya twisted her head and drilled into the elevator. Seeing the little girl looking angry at me, I walked into the elevator with emotion.
"Lu, I have a question."
When the elevator started, the little girl suddenly asked a question.
"Say." I squeezed the little hand in my heart.
"Wei Xingwen likes that girl, why don't you tell me."
"What's the use of speaking out? It's just a sorrow and a ridicule." I looked at the continuous mountains outside the glass wall. The sun had just jumped out of the peak now, and the light was a little dazzling.
"I think that my fellow citizens on Earth, they take matter too much."
"Of course, are we a primitive civilization? The high-rise buildings in Lianyuan, the man with a halberd in the Mingguang, and the girl from another family are not happy to see it." I sighed like a joke.
Yes, you know your concubine has a husband, and you give your concubine double pearls. Feelings are actually the same thing, but a few poems from the Tang and Five Dynasties have now become a symbol of feminism. In that case, why no one thinks After passing the concubine's high-rise building and connecting the garden, the beloved holds the profound connotation of the sentence in the jimingguang.
In my eyes, the so-called "three obediences and four virtues", the so-called chastity "women", are just another epitome of having a house and a field at home, and the endless joy of life. To put it another way, since I have a happy life , Why should you take your own happy life as a bet for the two jewels? After all, life is always a game that is unlikely to be read.
Therefore, people are like this, there are few people who see righteous relics, and there are more people who see profit and forget righteousness than crucian carp who cross the river.
At this moment, a small hand gently twisted the flesh of my palm. I lowered my head and saw Sheen was looking up at me.
"Don't be afraid, I and Jiujiang will always be with you."
When I heard this on the first morning of the first winter day in this new century, I was so touched that I couldn't help but knelt down and picked up the little girl, and gnawed a bit on her forehead.
Such a form of expression made the little girl blush for a while, and I cheekily hugged her out of the elevator, and at the same time I wanted who would dare to take pictures. I don’t mind finding someone to kill me, I will never be like that Mr. Chen. , The city was full of storms.
Until the car drove us back to the door of a licensed black Internet cafe, the little girl still blushed and walked into the Internet cafe under my lead.
At this time, Zhou Ran's little brothers were almost gone, and a middle-aged man who was left to look at the store saw me walking in, and quickly put down the tea cup in his hand and got up to greet him.
"Xiao San, Zhou Ran said hello to me, saying that you would come to pack things up and bring them to them. I didn't expect you to come here in person." While leading me to the room on the second floor of Wei Xingwen, the one who was in charge of the shop The man chatted with me: "I have grown up so old, and I have done my best for a buddy like you. This is the first time I have seen it."
"Uncle Wu, don’t say that. I met Zhou Ran and the three lieutenants when they were young. The brothers who had been fighting and screaming along the way, this time, if such a big thing happened, I’m a brother. Help them, and I will look down on myself." I smiled, I still respect the elders.
"Thank you very much. This is the lieutenant's room. I'll go downstairs and find a bag for you." Stopped in front of a door, the uncle Friday pointed to the door and said.
"Hey, thank Uncle Wu."
While walking downstairs with the middle-aged man, I pushed open the door of Wei Xingwen’s room. The moment the wooden door opened wide, Zhao Xieen’s head yelled as if he had discovered something in the New World, and then walked in first. The room.
"I can't believe that a man who looks so sloppy in the hospital has his room so clean."
I walked into the room with my chin, and, strictly speaking, Sheen was right, and it was true.
Let alone the plate of daffodils on the desk in front of the window, the neat sheets and tofu-like quilts in the corner of the room, and the spotless computer desks and bookshelves. Seriously, in the past. I really can't see that Wei Xingwen is still such a clean guy.
"By the way, we need to help him get a change of clothes and some books, right." Sheen said to me when he walked to the shelf.
"Yes, it's not wrong." I walked to her and drew out the 12345 Zhou Ran asked me to take from the upper shelf of the bookshelf. It should be a trilogy of men raised by a goddess. Okay, if anyone really doesn't understand, then I'm speaking bluntly some of the Ilminster trilogy.
Then I pulled out dozens of comics from the middle level, and then I was about to pull out the locked iron box that Wei Xingwen asked me to take out from the lower level, Xie En's voice rang behind me.
"This should be the diary and the key in the book that Wei Xingwen asked you to bring." The little girl's voice was obviously asking for credit.
"Well, let me see." I turned around and walked to her, looking at the diary and a small key in her hand: "It should be correct."
"Look." The little girl opened the last page of the diary in front of me, with a table drawn on it, and the lines were densely filled with words.
"It's very touching, you see, these are all gifts that Wei Xingwen gives on his girlfriend's birthday each year." As he said, something was spinning in the little girl's eyes.
"At the age of ten, he gave a red "color" bow tie Wei Xing Wen. This stinky hooligan did a good job, and he knew how to invest in affection at a young age."
After reading the first line, I "touched" my chin and sighed, thinking that when I was ten years old, I was still holding a sand tower and pinching mud in the sandpit.
"You're a stinky rascal!" The little girl kicked my calf fiercely and kicked my face. It hurt my teeth and grinned. Seeing her angry look, I quickly became soft, but my mouth was still Or say the last sentence unwillingly: "You are so vicious that you can't murder your husband."
"Bah, I didn't marry you yet, I knew that I took advantage of me and went to see what other Wei Xingwen did."
The little girl blushed, and at the same time she gave me a kick. This feeble attack made me feel relieved, and at the same time, she hurriedly followed her meaning and read the words in the diary.
11-year-old is a silver "color" hairpin, 12-year-old gave a handmade wallet, 13-year-old was a six-person booklet, and 14-year-old was a piggy bank. "I said, how come from 15 years old, but the gift column says What about another font." I asked, "touching" my chin.
"How do I know, keep watching!"
When I was 15 years old, I gave Dabao face cream. When I was 16 years old, it was an ordinary lipstick. When I was 17 years old, it was a pair of artificial earrings. When I was 18 years old, it was a very cheap spectacle frame. When I was 19 years old, it was a silver necklace.