Moving back to my familiar master bedroom, there are two sets of pillows and quilts neatly placed on the big bed, Jiang He’s hair rope chargers and other messy things are placed on the bedside table, and a few white pants and bras are on the hanger in the corner. , full of girly breath...
Xu Qing suddenly realized that he was careless.
It seems that there will be a lot of embarrassment if he moves here rashly. He has zero experience in this area.
Never lived together.
Jiang He didn't seem to realize anything. He turned off the lights yesterday and threw Xu Qing on the bed, which saved a lot of trouble.
One day, in Yuchen, Jiang He took a book and played with his hair all morning.
"This, a one-foot-long stick, can be used every day, and it will last forever? How could such a thing happen?"
"I only take half of it each time, and it gets smaller and smaller, and the half gets smaller and smaller. Of course, I can't take it all." Xu Qing didn't expect her to be entangled in this.
"But it will always be finished."
"How can I take half of it?"
"When I was very, very young..." Jiang He was half stunned.
When I was very young, I also took half of it, as long as it can be separated...
"It is difficult to establish in real life, but in pure mathematical theory, it is like this. It may be invisible to the naked eye after dozens of times of half and half. As long as you take half, it will be left."
Xu Qing's words made Jiang He thoughtful.
"It is infinitely close to but never zero. If it is small, it can be even smaller. It is infinitely close to zero, but it is not zero. Theory is theory, and life is life. It is difficult to apply in specific scenarios, but theoretically it is impeccable. "Xu Qing sat over and took a look, the interesting questions in the exercise book were really interesting.
Jiang He seems to be interested in learning.
"Can I play games?" Jiang He closed the book.
All right, he retracted his previous thoughts.
After lunch at noon, Xu Qing went out in the afternoon to see Qin Hao in the hospital.
After staying in the hospital for half a month, I still haven't recovered quickly. I was discharged from the hospital today to go home to recuperate.
Wang Zijun picked him up in a car, and brought some flowers over angrily.
"Warmly celebrate our great hero being discharged from the hospital and going home!"
"You're messing around." Qin Hao sneered at the bouquets of flowers, what kind of flowers does a big man want...
"I didn't want it for the girl, so I brought it here for you. It can be kept in a vase for more than a week."
What Wang Zijun said made Qin Hao even more tired, so he took off the flower and put it directly in his ear.
"Don't move, take a picture!" Xu Qing snapped a photo of Wang Zijun wearing flowers, and then sent it to Qin Hao.
The three laughed and laughed, got in the car and drove directly to Qin Hao's house. Qin Hao and Xu Qing sat in the back row and took out a newspaper from their bags.
"My brother has reported it, and there is this product."
"Damn it? Why didn't anyone notify me?" Xu Qing was shocked, reading the newspaper over and over again.
The newspapers were coded, and they used pseudonyms, but several of their parties could recognize themselves from the pictures, and all four of them were photogenic, only the girl was not photographed in the alley.
"I didn't expect that I would report it one day... Oh, I remember that you said that you would see me on the news sooner or later, wouldn't that make it happen?" Xu Qing shook the newspaper and whispered, "This newspaper is for you. Me, I took it home, framed it and hung it in my dad's study, so that he can read it every day."
"We were talking about what you said at the time." Qin Hao snorted.
Wang Zijun glanced at the rearview mirror: "Is there me?"
"Driving well, you'll be screaming right there..."
"I'm calling someone, otherwise what will you two do if you can't hold it? I'm so weak, I'm sure it's over with a knife."
Thinking of that day, Wang Zijun still had lingering fears, and he didn't realize what happened. The two had already started fighting, and then Qin Hao clutched his stomach and bled.
That posture is the same as dying.
"I didn't say that, mouse, you are too desperate, why don't you change your job, do logistics or something..."
"I still want to transfer to the criminal police!"
"Grass, don't give up if you don't get stabbed a few times."
Wang Zijun really couldn't understand what this muscular man was thinking. Could it be that his head is also full of muscles
"How do you feel about being in the hospital for half a month?" Xu Qing folded the newspaper a few times and put it in his pocket, not intending to return it.
"Comfortable! Oops...you drive slowly!" Wang Zijun slammed on the brakes, and Qin Hao clutched his stomach and ouched twice.
"Isn't it comfortable?" Wang Zijun smiled.
"Pain and happiness, you don't know, every day I think about what I saw on the road, and then I clutched my waist and shouted: Police, don't move! Prestige... Although there is no gun in the waist, it is still an addiction.
Not to mention, when I saw someone thanking me at that time, I felt a sense of accomplishment in my heart. If it weren't for me... cough, if it weren't for us passing by, not to mention the turnover in her bag being robbed, she might have suffered some injuries. "Qin Hao closed his eyes happily.
"If it wasn't for me, you would have died heroically." Xu Qing patted him on the shoulder.
"If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have had the chance to perform." Wang Zijun also claimed credit for himself.
If he hadn't proposed to go online, he wouldn't have encountered anything when he went back to each house.
"That's why you are a bastard." Xu Qing pointed to the front and said to Qin Hao: "I'm sure, you two are a bastard when you are together. If something happens, it has nothing to do with me. Next time you go out for a walk, you call him."
Qin Hao always thought that his crow's mouth would work best when he was with Xu Qing, but now it turns out that Wang Zijun is the bad guy.
His face looked bad, as if he couldn't wake up.
"I think..."
Qin Hao closed his eyes and smiled, "The three of us get together and we'll have something to do."
Wang Zijun shivered and felt the power of the curse.
"Bah, bah, don't be crowed, you're driving a car, don't turn around and send you back to the hospital, the three of us still live in the same room."
"This is called reverse poisonous milk. The more you say it's okay, the more trouble will happen. I'm for your safety." Qin Hao said.
"You can shut up!"
Regardless of whether it was reversed or not, the three of them arrived downstairs safely, and then helped Qin Hao to come out. Qin Mao just took a broom and waved it a few times, as a way to sweep away their bad luck, and then went upstairs.
As soon as he entered the door, there was a solid wooden coat hanger in the living room, on which was hung the armor made by Qin Maocai. Not only was it made one size larger than Xu Qing's, but even the iron ring was bigger than Xu Qing's. One third done, no sleeves yet.
Wang Zijun was startled, all of them are doing nothing, Renaissance, or preparing for war
"In the future, you will wear this when handling cases, and see who can hurt you."
"I'm about to finish that one, let's try the effect then." Xu Qing's progress was much faster than Qin Maocai's, and they settled Qin Hao back into the room together, and began to discuss enthusiastically around the armor.
Men seem to have a violent factor in their bones, armor or something, it's okay to see it, once you see it, you will like it.
After resting at Qin Hao's house for more than an hour, the two of them bid farewell and left. When they came downstairs, Wang Zijun shook the car keys, but saw that Xu Qing hadn't gotten into the car.
"You go, I'll go home and have a look." Xu Qing pointed to his home and waved him to leave first.
Being despised by Xu Wenbin for a long time, Xu Qing refused to miss any chance, took out a newspaper from his pocket, smoothed it, and went upstairs to open the door.
"Mom, where's my dad?"
"Study, why are you here?"
"I'll come over and have a look."
Xu Qing pushed open the door of the study, Xu Wenbin frowned when he saw Xu Qing's cunning, feeling that nothing was good.
"Look!"
"What's this?" Xu Wenbin pushed his glasses and picked up the newspaper he put on the table.
Xu Qing didn't speak, and sat back on the chair tactically.
What does it mean to be idle
"Dad, our old house..."