After all, at the end of the year, the thief also has to rush to the performance. If he doesn't die, he will beat the mandarin ducks. In fact, he thinks that there is an opportunity when he sees a pair of dead dogs kissing. Who knows that this pair of dead dogs will be terrifyingly strong in combat, especially if they are short. The one who was still chasing after him shouted loudly:
"Wang Baquan warning! You'd better return your wallet to Lao Tzu quickly, or don't let Lao Tzu catch up with you!"
"Run! You keep running! I won't kill you!"
"Catch the thief! Catch the thief! Somebody! Freshly released hot thief!"
Even if you die, you're still an idiot! The thief wanted to cry but had no tears, so he ran all the way as if dragging a loudspeaker from the Jiangnan Leather Factory behind him. Fortunately, the physical fitness of Xiao Nian and Wei Rusong is above the average level of contemporary college students, so in this long race, Xiao Nian and Wei Rusong ended in victory.
"I'll beat your tortoise grandson to death!"
Out of breath, Wei Rusong slapped a set of eight punches so frightening that the thief curled up on the ground and hugged his head to beg for mercy. In exchange, Wei Rusong sneered:
"If I knew this earlier, why should I call the police at the beginning, junior schoolboy?"
Xiao Nian took out his mobile phone and made a call. He was also tired from running. He stood there panting, his chest wrapped in a knitted sweater rising and falling rhythmically:
"Thank you, senior, you can go back, I can do it alone."
"Don't, I'm afraid you will be lost."
Then Wei Rusong felt something strange... After looking around, he found that it was this bastard. He grabbed the thief's collar and shook it angrily:
"What's your look?"
"Die gay, disgusting!"
——How can I look at this unyielding expression? This man looks quite young, otherwise he would not have been able to spend so long with them, but how can his thoughts be more earthy than the cultural relics unearthed in the Western Xia period? Wei Rusong didn't hit a single place, he raised his fist and was about to smash the man in the face, but Xiao Nian stopped him:
"Senior, don't know him in general."
"Damn me! Me!" Wei Rusong had to punch a few punches in the face of the thief, chanting words in his mouth, "Wang Baquan warning warning warning warning warning—"
Xiao Nian couldn't hold back and laughed softly, Wei Rusong didn't know why:
"why are you laughing?"
"you are cute."
"..." This sentence was like a pot of boiling water soaking Wei Rusong's face, and instantly Wei Rusong's face turned red as if it was cooked, he shyly punched Xiao Nian with a small fist, "Why are you outsiders? In front of you, don't be ashamed!"
"..." Xiao Nian paused, "Senior, to be honest, this is a bit evil."
"..." After Wei Rusong and Xiao Nian looked at each other for a while, the big iron fist slammed into the younger brother's chest. At that moment, Xiao Nian seemed to feel Wei Rusong's bottomless inner strength and the call from ancient times, and his internal organs would be shattered. Now, Wei Rusong said with a smile, "Okay, I know you're not hypocritical!"
Is the senior out of revenge... Is it out of revenge
Lying on the bed in the hotel, Xiao Nian wondered if the intense exercise today caused his over-nervousness. He was still staring at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling at three o'clock in the morning, all thinking about Wei Rusong. Xiao Nian rarely regrets anything, but now that he has cooled down, he is annoyed to the point of having a stomachache. He should have kissed him first before chasing his wallet. It can only be said that people's instinctive reaction prevailed over the romance.
Wei Rusong's "cute" in Xiao Nian's words is a kind of cuteness that cannot be described in exact words, like a cat's soft pink pads, the first hot soup he drinks when he is cold, and he is caught in the wind in summer. The wind chimes that blow and jingle, and the quilt that smells full of sunshine, in short, make people feel happy and happy. Xiao Nian always felt that they were only one step away, but there seemed to be something else between them. He couldn't explain this strange feeling. Maybe he should have made it clear with Wei Rusong
So Xiao Nian sat up from the bed and started the rehearsal in the dark:
"Senior, I like you, stay with me." No, this is too bland.
"Senior, would you like to appear in my family's household registration book?" It seems to be very old-fashioned.
"Senior, I have an ancestral chromosome here that I want to give to you." It's disgusting, and will be warned by King Wei Rusong's eight fists.
"Senior, the night is so beautiful tonight." But if Wei Rusong doesn't understand the style, it's no use!
Xiao Nian rehearsed thousands of ways of confession that night, and finally realized that there was only one stroke left, and Wei Rusong had to write that stroke. Nian's boat, Xiao Nian kicked the man into the sea.
Since the death of her mother, the Wei family's Spring Festival every year seems to be missing something. Ten years have passed, but there is still an empty place on the dining table from beginning to end, waiting for the woman who will never come back.
Wei Rusong was crazy before. At home with Wei Yanghai, apart from drinking and practicing the exercises, he was bored and playing games in the bedroom. Wei Yanghai used to be able to beat him, but now his son can't control it anymore, so he went with Wei Rusong.
Today is New Year's Eve, and it's rare for Wei Rusong and Wei Yanghai to sit and watch the Spring Festival Gala together. Whether it's the awkward jokes in the sketches or the singer's emotional lip-synching, they can't raise their interest. Sitting down is boring, so Wei Rusong has nothing to say:
"Dad, why do you think Xiao Nian and I are in a relationship?"
"I see," Wei Yanghai brushed off the ash, "otherwise, how would you be your father."
"Then you really misunderstood," Wei Rusong smiled meanly, "We really aren't talking."
"That's also playing ambiguous," Wei Yanghai said without blinking, "Don't hang on to others, just say something that needs to be said. Don't be a big man."
"No, I don't want to listen to what you said," Wei Rusong sat up dissatisfied, and at the same time peeled a pistachio and threw it into his mouth, "Why am I hanging around? He even flirted with me first. ."
"Then he still came to our house. This kid is really good-looking. When I look at it like this, you are really unworthy of others."
"You are really my father!"
"Rusong, I don't want you to get hurt, and I don't want you to hurt others. It's no wonder people misunderstood you like this. If you don't really want to be with them, don't talk about it, don't delay them."
"How can I..." Wei Rusong muttered in a low voice, obviously losing the confidence he had before, "I see, otherwise you can help me talk about love."
"You stinky boy with hard wings, dare to talk back?!"
"Don't, don't, don't! Don't domestic violence today on New Year's Eve! Bad luck, bad luck!"
Although it has been several years since the city issued a ban on guns, when the New Year's bell rang on the TV, there were still a few scattered firecrackers to remind everyone that the New Year is coming. Not far from the outskirts of the city, fireworks began to be set off. Naturally, they were not as red and green as those seen in Yang'an District. They looked a kind of vulgar festivity. Wei Rusong missed Xiao Nianlai for no reason.
Fortunately, this year's Spring Festival Gala ended early, and the father and son were not too hypocritical. Wei Yanghai went back to the room, and Wei Rusong also got into the room. After Wei and the others sent a few separate greetings to each other, he opened the chat box with Xiao Nian, and after a long period of silence, he didn't know if Xiao Nian had the ability to read minds, and he sent a very concise New Year's greeting:
-Senior, happy new year
Although it is very simple, at least it can be seen that it is a hand fight, not a mass. Wei Rusong posted "Happy New Year" in an emoji package for the elderly, and then "Bring the red envelope", and Xiao Nian actually sent a red envelope.
- You are too upright, buddy
Wei Rusong opened it and saw that it was 200 yuan. After all, the upper limit of WeChat red envelopes is 200 yuan. He was thinking about how much he should get back, and Xiao Nian sent a bunch of 520 by transfer.
What the hell! Daddy fuck me! I sit up and move by myself! No one can resist the temptation of money! Wei Rusong was swiped by a bunch of "transfer 520", but Wei Rusong was excited for a while, and rationally told him that the money could not be collected.
- Okay, don't post, I know you have money
- No money, that's all I have left in my card
-Where are you
-Venice
-? ? ? ? ? Venice? ? ?
-yes
Xiao Nian sent a picture. Due to the time difference, it was still evening in Venice. The blood-red sunset poured over the sparkling water, and the whole river was dyed red.
Then Xiao Nian sent an invitation to video chat, and Wei Rusong accepted it. In the video, Xiao Nian was bright and bright, but himself in the upper right corner was disheveled. There are other gondolas behind Xiao Nian, the weather there is also very cold, the wind blows Xiao Nian's fingers red, in addition, Xiao Nian is still unbelievably handsome under the mirror of the front camera:
"Senior, happy new year, I brought some souvenirs back for you."
"How did you run so far?"
"I took pictures here and took a trip."
"Damn, what photo?"
"Fashion Magazine."
"Is it so cool?!" Wei Rusong was shocked, Xiao Nian actually went to the magazine but became a model! "Are you going to enter the entertainment industry?"
"No, pat and play," Xiao Nian said calmly, "Senior, the Bridge of Sighs is in front."
"Oh, what happened to the Bridge of Sighs?"
"It is said that when a couple kisses while crossing the Bridge of Sighs, they can never be separated."
"What?" Wei Rusong asked almost subconsciously, "But I'm not by your side?"
"..." Xiao Nian was also stunned, and immediately stretched out a smile that was so gentle and dripping with water, "Well, next time we come together, here—"
"Hello!" All of a sudden, the scene turned around, a beautiful face like a fairy appeared in front of the camera, a woman wearing a down jacket and sunglasses greeted Wei Rusong, "Does Rusong remember me!"
"Aunt?!"
Oh my God! Could it be that what Xiao Nian said just now was heard by Xu Lixia? ! Xiao Nian, are you embarrassed! Ahhh—Wei Rusong buried his head in the quilt and pouted his butt like an ostrich, Xu Lixia already covered her mouth and laughed:
"Rusong is shy? Uncle also wants to see you. Let me introduce you. This is Xiao Nian's father, my husband, Xiao Wenfu."
"Hello! Hello, hello!" Xiao Wenfu looked gentle and refined, with delicate features and golden glasses. From the point of view of his temperament, he looked like a language teacher. "Oh, I'm a little nervous, hehe... I, it was the first time I saw my daughter-in-law..." Xiao Wenfu blushed with a smile, "I felt strange when I heard Lixia talk about it, why is the girl named Rusong, It was a boy, hahaha-"
"..." Your heart is really big.
"But boys are good, boys, I don't think girls can stand Xiao Nian's temper! It's great that you can accept it!"
"No, no, what are you talking about, uncle," Wei Rusong was flattered. He never imagined that one day he would be able to talk to such a textbook president, "Xiao Nian is very good, really really!"
"Okay, are you bothered, say something nutritious!" Xu Lixia complained on the side, the couple's faces filled the phone screen, "Would you like Rusong to move in with us? Your parents can come too. , we will build another one for your family next to our house, so we can take care of it if you have anything?"
No, do you rich people build capitals so dashingly? Building a house is like buying groceries? ! Fortunately, Xiao Nian rescued Wei Rusong in time, and he took back the mobile phone:
"Senior, ignore my parents, we'll see you at school, and the Bridge of Sighs has passed."
"That's a pity."
"But give me a kiss too, and treat it as a New Year's gift for me."
"..." Wei Rusong was a little shy, "Well, then me, then I'll take a selfie for you to say goodbye!"
Ten minutes later, Wei Rusong finally sent a pouting straight male selfie. Xiao Nian smiled. He could even imagine that Wei Rusong was dissatisfied and frantic when he took the photo. Save it as a desktop: Seniors like this are too ugly.
- But still hopelessly cute.