Duan Feiqi didn't lie down, and he didn't know how long Jiang Kuo had been sitting here.
He originally thought that he was quite sober, but now he found that his sobriety might not be enough to face such a scene.
After all, he was still after drinking, and he couldn't even think about why Jiang Kuo was sitting here. After all, with Jiang Kuo's upbringing, as long as he didn't open the door when entering 107, he would knock on the door first.
Now it's actually direct... Okay, I didn't close the door just now.
Duan Feifei touched his phone and looked at it. After three o'clock, he sat up, bowed his head and yawned uncontrollably.
"Is there water?" he asked. "I'm a little thirsty."
"There is one in the reception area, let's go." Jiang Kuo said.
Duan Feifei stood up and walked out of the room. The sensor lights in the corridor were on all the way.
There is a pipeline machine in the reception area. He studied it and picked up a glass of warm water.
The cup was taken in the small tea tray next to it. There were four glasses of different colors. It could be seen that Jiang Kuo might use it on a daily basis. Duan Feihan estimated that he used blue flowers. Because it was placed on the outermost side, he took it. The one with the yellow flower inside.
After drinking half a glass, he took another full glass and prepared to take it back to his room.
After drinking the water, the man was much more awake, and he suddenly felt a little reluctant to go back to the room with a glass of water.
Jiang Kuo is a straightforward person. He is not a person who saves face in many things. Although Jiang Kuo is very good-natured when facing this group of people who are familiar with each other, Duan Feifei knows that, If something really upset him, he would not bear it.
When walking back, Duan Feifei repeatedly recalled every detail of the night in his mind.
Maybe he drank alcohol, but he didn't drink enough to pour in a cup. Is there any place where he didn't control his proportions
When he returned to the room, Jiang Kuo was still sitting there, as if his acupuncture points had been tapped.
Duan Feifei walked over and put the cup on the small table beside the sofa.
Jiang Kuo glanced at the cup.
"Those four cups," Duan Feifei asked, "Did you also use them?"
"Well." Jiang Kuo responded.
"Which one do you use?" Duan Feifei asked.
"That's it." Jiang Kuo said.
"...I thought you used blue." Duan Feifei was stunned.
"Huang's one looks the best," Jiang Kuo glanced at him, "It's alright, I'm not that particular about it."
Duan Feifei smiled and sat on the sofa.
Jiang Kuo looked at him again and stopped talking.
This kind of atmosphere made Duan Feifei a little unbearable. Jiang Kuo's motionless state, even since he woke up to the present, didn't even smile, as if he was punishing him with some kind of psychological punishment. It was also like...
Duan Feifei looked at him: "Are your legs numb?"
Jiang Kuo didn't speak. After a while, he frowned and clicked: "Yes."
Although Duan Feifei still had more than 10,000 doubts in his heart, he couldn't help laughing at this moment: "Do you want to help?"
Jiang Kuo frowned and hesitated for a moment: "Hurry up."
Duan Feifei didn't give him time to react, got up and grabbed his ankle on his knees, and after straightening it, it shook.
"Fuck." When Jiang Kuo gritted his teeth and scolded, the most intense numbness had passed.
Duan Feifei quickly reached out and rubbed his calf back and forth: "Are you okay?"
"Fuck..." Jiang Kuo raised his head, "Okay."
Duan Feifei glanced up along his collarbone, quickly let go, and sat back on the sofa.
Jiang Kuo sat and moved his legs and let out a sigh of relief.
Duan Feifei wanted to ask him what happened and why he came to sit here in the middle of the night.
But he didn't dare. Although he didn't ask why his reaction was unreasonable, he still didn't ask.
"Go to sleep." Jiang Kuo said.
"Yeah." Duan Feifei responded.
Regardless of whether it's strange or not, he just fell back on the sofa and closed his eyes.
But Jiang Kuo didn't continue to sit there and look at him, but stood up.
He also took a step towards the sofa.
Duan Feifei closed his eyes, secretly lucked out, and stretched his abdominal muscles in case Jiang Kuo suddenly punched him in the stomach.
"Good night." Jiang Kuo said.
Duan Feifei opened his eyes and saw Jiang Kuo was looking down at him, he also said, "Good night."
Jiang Kuo didn't say anything else, turned around and left.
When I went out, I turned off the lights and closed the door.
Hearing the door slam shut, Duan Feifei suddenly relaxed and heaved a long sigh of relief.
I used to be very sleepy, but now I have no sleep at all.
After lying on the sofa for a long time, he touched his mobile phone, opened his favorite sleep aid videos, put on his earphones, listened to his sister's soft words, and looked at the hands making various gestures in front of the screen. .
He remembered Jiang Kuo's hand when he shuffled cards, which also had the same sleep aid effect.
Jiang Kuo slept soundly. In the morning, his mother knocked on the door several times outside, and finally called him, and he was awake.
After changing clothes and washing up, when I went downstairs, I found that all the models had already woken up and were eating breakfast in the restaurant.
beef noodles.
The scent he smelled very familiar.
"Who cooked the beef noodles?" he asked.
"Aunt Liu." Ding Zhe said.
"Impossible," Jiang Kuo turned to look at the kitchen, just as Aunt Liu brought his noodles over, he asked again, "Did you cook this?"
"It's cooked according to the method taught by Feifei," Aunt Liu said with a smile, "and a little bit of that sauce, he said that if you add too much, it won't taste like beef noodles in clear soup, just a little bit is just right..."
Jiang Kuo was quite shocked. When did Duan Feifei get up, he also exchanged noodle cooking skills with Aunt Liu.
"Where's Duan Feifei?" He sat down, picked up a chopsticks noodle, and found that there was no Duan Feifei in this table.
"Playing ping-pong with President Jiang downstairs." Dong Kun said, "Ping-pong President Jiang is playing pretty well, I can't tell."
"...Playing table tennis?" Jiang Kuo was even more shocked.
"At first we wanted to play," Liu Fatty said in a low voice, "In the end, President Jiang came to join in the fun and beat us all down. Only Duan Feifei could stand it, and he was still..."
President Jiang is probably a classmate who has never received his son at home, and is in a happier mood than his son.
Jiang Kuo didn't speak any more, lowered his head and quickly finished eating the noodles, threw down his chopsticks and went to the entertainment room.
As soon as I got down the stairs, I heard President Jiang's voice: "The last round."
"Okay." Duan Feifei replied.
Then I heard the sound of ping pong balls, and the speed was quite fast.
He walked into the recreation room and saw President Jiang, who was already sweating on his forehead after hitting the ball, and Duan Feifei, who raised his hand and hit a smash so that President Jiang didn't even have time to put on the ball.
Jiang Kuo didn't say anything, and neither President Jiang nor Duan Feifei noticed him coming in.
President Jiang likes to play table tennis, but no one at home accompanies him to play, and this table is rarely used. Usually, when he wants to play, he takes people from the company out to play.
But President Jiang's table tennis level is quite high, and there are not many people in the company who can make him play to the fullest.
Now that Duan Feifei can kill him, President Jiang is obviously very involved. Jiang Kuo did not interrupt their game and stood quietly by the door watching.
"Can someone in your market accompany you to practice to this level?" President Jiang picked up the ball and hit it to Duan Feifei, "Have you not studied it specially?"
"There are older kids who are better than me," Duan Feifei caught the ball and flicked it on the table a few times, "How can we go to learn these things? There is an open-air cement table in the market, and my dad made it for me with plywood. Once you get a board, go to fight."
"It's interesting," President Jiang glanced at him, "Then you guys were more fun when you were young than when Jiang Kuo was young, and the children are better off growing wild."
"There are pros and cons," Duan Feifei smiled, "We have nothing left."
Duan Feifei's physical strength and skills are stronger than President Jiang, but it can be seen that he did not let President Jiang, which should be the most pleasant point of President Jiang. He doesn't like others letting him, and he can fight if his level is not enough. But being let go, even if you win, it will be very uncomfortable.
The two were fighting and chatting. Duan Feifei was always in the lead. After the fastball in the last few rounds, President Jiang showed his flaws. Duan Feifei made a neat smash and scored the last point.
"This ball is beautiful!" Jiang said.
Jiang Kuo walked in just now.
"Are you up?" President Jiang asked when he saw him.
"It's all over early," Jiang Kuo said, "Did you two eat or not?"
"Eat," said Duan Feifei, "I got up at five o'clock, and Aunt Liu just happened to have breakfast."
"Then you taught her to make beef noodles?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Well," Duan Feifei smiled, "she asked me how to cook noodles with that sauce, is it delicious?"
"It's delicious," Jiang Kuo nodded, "I smelled three knives as soon as I came."
"Let's pack up, it's time to go, we won't be able to catch up with lunch later." President Jiang patted Duan Feihan on the shoulder, "Let's do a few more rounds when we get back."
"Okay." Duan Feifei said.
President Jiang moved his arms and ran upstairs.
Jiang Kuo went up a few stairs and looked back at Duan Feifei: "Do you want to take a shower?"
"Yeah," Duan Feifei replied, "Just rush in, I'm sweating a bit."
"You're very good," Jiang Kuo said. "Mr. Jiang hasn't met someone who can make him pick up balls all over the place for years."
"That can only say that the people around him are too bad." Duan Feifei said.
"Tough?" Jiang Kuo smiled.
"It's just ordinary." Duan Feifei said.
When Cannon called, a group of people packed up and went to the hotel to get their luggage and set off, Benben was saying goodbye to Duan Feifei.
"I'll be at the hotel right now," said Cannon, "about twenty minutes."
"Wait in the lobby for a while," Jiang Kuo said, "Let's go from Dingjiang Manor."
"They stayed at your house yesterday?" Cannon asked in surprise.
"Well, I didn't go back to the hotel after playing too late," Jiang Kuo said, "It's very cold."
"Damn it," said Cannon, "do you remember when the mouse was at the gate of Dingjiang when it snowed last year, he said that he would go in and you would be chased away later?"
"The mouse is not my classmate." Jiang Kuo snorted.
The people he usually played with, the only ones he was willing to let people come to the house, were the cannons.
"You didn't play with your classmates before," said Cannon.
"A lot of nonsense." Jiang Kuo said.
"Okay," said Cannon, "no nonsense, I'll be waiting for you in the lobby."
There were still two cars today. Ding Zhefei said he wanted to warm up the car, so he went to the garage half an hour earlier.
When they got to the garage, Ding Zhe was taking a selfie with his phone.
"Bitch," Dong Kun said, "you're a hot car."
"It's hot!" Ding Zhe shouted, "Are you feeling hot!"
"Go." Jiang Kuo said.
Everyone still got into the car according to the previous position, and only Duan Feifei was in Jiang Kuo's car.
Duan Feifei seemed to be in good condition, as expected of someone who stayed up late every day and still got up early to exercise.
Jiang Kuo drove the car out of the garage, and Ding Zhe followed behind.
When turning a corner, he glanced at the rear-view mirror on the right, and Duan Feifei immediately turned his head and glanced at him.
I'm looking at the rearview mirror.
Jiang Kuo turned around and looked ahead.
The road to the hotel is not a Shikan Road, and since the morning rush hour has passed, they reached the hotel smoothly all the way, and they did not arrive in 40 minutes.
The cannon is already sitting in the lobby, and a few people are going up to get their luggage.
Duan Feifei carried the suitcase Jiang Kuo gave him, and when he went to the elevator, he glanced at Jiang Kuo.
"I'll wait here." Jiang Kuo said.
Duan Feifei nodded, and a group of people entered the elevator.
Jiang Kuo sat next to the cannon.
"I'm going to live with you too," said Cannon.
"Who won't let you go," Jiang Kuo said, "you live there."
"You've really... changed a lot," Cannon said with emotion, "These people are actually quite interesting, at least more fun than the ones we usually hang out with, but..."
Jiang Kuo looked at him.
"But..." Da Pao frowned, as if he couldn't find a suitable expression, "I can't tell, but I think you are a former classmate of such a person."
This is absolute.
There is really no such thing as Duan Feifei.
"After all, I didn't mix with any of my classmates before and after class." Jiang Kuo said.
"Also, you can see three meals a day," Cannon said. "I thought you went to school, why can't you drag me to eat and drink every day, but the magic power of the cafeteria is so great."
Jiang Kuo laughed and said nothing.
A group of people quickly packed up and came down.
"Let's go." Jiang Kuo stood up.
"I'll take Ding Zhe's car and lead the way," said Cannon. "There is a road in the county that has to be detoured."
"Well." Jiang Kuo responded and gave Duan Feifei the car key, "Go ahead."
"What?" Duan Feifei looked at him.
"I'm not used to driving my dad's car." Jiang Kuo said.
"You have to sit on the ground to drive, right," Duan Feifei said, "I'm not used to it when I'm tall."
Jiang Kuo couldn't help laughing, and couldn't stop for a long time.
"I'm going to sleep for a while," he said after laughing, "I didn't fall asleep until almost five o'clock last night."
Duan Feifei glanced at him and seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.
Cannon is still an old habit, with two walkie-talkies, one for each car.
This journey takes a long time, and this stuff is more necessary.
Dong Kun and the others immediately started having fun. Everyone got into the car. Duan Feifei had just started the car and drove out five meters before the intercom rang.
"Call Duan Yingjun, call Duan Yingjun." Liu Fatty's voice came from the walkie-talkie.
Jiang Kuo took the walkie-talkie: "Duan Yingjun is driving."
"Call Jiang Youqian, call Jiang Youqian." This time it was Sun Ji's voice.
"What!" Jiang Kuo shouted.
"We have followed your car, we have followed your car," Sun Ji said, "please keep in touch."
"Understood." Jiang Kuo threw away the walkie-talkie, "Nervous."
"We should take one more, put two in that car, and let them shout and play by themselves." Duan Feifei said with a smile.
According to the navigation instructions, the whole journey took about three hours. They first got on the expressway and then drove a section of the county road to arrive.
Jiang Kuo put down the backrest and lay on the chair with his arms on his back.
"Go to sleep." Duan Feifei said.
"Well." Jiang Kuo responded, "I can't sleep now."
"Would you like to watch the video?" Duan Feifei asked.
"blinkblink?" Jiang Kuo said.
"Yes." Duan Feifei smiled.
"No," Jiang Kuo said, "I don't necessarily have to fall asleep, just stay stunned for a while."
Duan Feifei didn't speak anymore.
Jiang Kuo turned on the music.
The high speed was very smooth, all the way speeding, Duan Feifei's car drove very steadily, Jiang Kuo lay there listening to the monotonous hum of the car, and fell asleep after a while.
Two hours later, I was awakened by the walkie-talkie before I got off the highway.
"Squad No. 1, Squad No. 1." Dong Kun shouted.
"Crazy," Duan Feifei hurriedly took the walkie-talkie and lowered his voice, "Why?"
"Give it to me." Jiang Kuo stretched out his hand, "You drive."
"Wake up?" Duan Feifei put the walkie-talkie in his hand.
"Well," Jiang Kuo straightened the back of his chair, "Do you want to change someone to drive?"
"It's alright." Duan Feifei glanced at him, "I'll drive, I don't think you woke up."
Jiang Kuo widened his eyes: "Wake up like this."
"Hey," Duan Feifei laughed, "I thought you were going to scold me."
"Why are you scolding you?" Jiang Kuo asked.
Duan Feifei looked at the front without speaking, and turned off the ramp to the expressway.
"It's coming, it's coming." Dong Kun said.
"Just say it once, the two cars are less than 100 meters apart," Jiang Kuo held the walkie-talkie, "Are you still afraid of signal interference?"
"It is more atmospheric to say it twice, and it is more atmospheric to say it twice." Dong Kun insisted.
"It's okay, don't answer." Jiang Kuo dropped the walkie-talkie and opened the small refrigerator, "Do you drink water?"
"Drink, I'm dying of thirst." Duan Feifei said.
When leaving the toll station, Jiang Kuo took a bottle of water, twisted it, and handed it to him.
Duan Feifei took it and raised his head and poured it down with a bottle of water.
"You're so thirsty, won't you wake me up to get you a bottle?" Jiang Kuo said.
"I think you slept soundly," Duan Feifei said, "you're snoring."
"... I'm snoring?" Jiang Kuo was shocked.
"Little snoring," Duan Feifei learned for a while, "That's it, it's very quiet."
"It's not too quiet anymore," Jiang Kuo said, "Are you learning like that?"
"Maybe I'll record it for you next time while you're sleeping..." Duan Feifei didn't finish his words.
"Do I snore every time I sleep?" Jiang Kuo was even more shocked.
"No, just this time," Duan Feifei said and thought for a while, "You haven't slept in front of me a few times... I..."
Probably because the more he talked, the more awkward it became, Duan Feifei simply shut his mouth.
This hot spring hotel is located in the valley. The environment is very good, and the road is very wide. It can be seen that President Jiang spent a lot of money here.
There are still a lot of people today, and you can see the cars going in and out all the way.
Ding Zhe drove his car in front of him and just passed the road sign of the hotel. Before he could see where the hotel was, a parked car on the side of the road honked its horn and drove out.
Jiang Kuo took the walkie-talkie: "Follow this car, this hotel's car."
The hotel car took them in from the mountain road beside the main entrance. There were two or three cars waiting to enter. Although it was not a weekend, it seemed that the business should be very good.
There are no tourists' cars at the side door, and only three or five cars are parked in the parking lot.
Duan Feifei parked the car, and the luggage student was already standing beside the car with his luggage.
"You don't have to follow me, give me the room key," Jiang Kuo got out of the car and said hello to the lobby manager, "Just let someone bring us meals to the room later."
"Okay," the lobby manager looked at the time, "Is it alright?"
"Well." Jiang Kuo nodded.
A group of people walked around a long corridor from the side door before entering the lobby. The lobby was very lively, many people were sitting on the sofa, and children were running around.
"Aren't we going to lose the soup in a while?" Dong Kun asked.
"Yes," Jiang Kuo nodded, "I didn't come here just to take a dip."
"Soak first and then eat, right?" Ding Zhe asked.
"There's still half an hour before the food will be delivered," Jiang Kuo said, "Just soak it when you go in."
The villa suite is in the corner of the hotel, very quiet, the outdoor pool is in the backyard, and the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room can see the full heat.
"How are the rooms arranged!" Cannon asked.
"Three adult rooms," Jiang Kuo said, "one children's room."
"My children's room." Cannon said immediately.
"That's the same way," Sun Ji said. "We only have three rooms in the hotel."
"Quick, quick..." Dong Kun started to undress as he ran to the room on the first floor, "Soak for a while, soak for a while..."
A group of people ran away in an instant.
The rest of the rooms were on the second floor. Jiang Kuo and Duan Feifei went upstairs and found the innermost room that was not occupied by these people.
The view from the room is the best, half of it is glass, facing the outside yard.
When Duan Feifei opened his suitcase to look for his swimming trunks, Jiang Kuo had already entered the bathroom, and he came out in his bathrobe within two minutes.
"Hurry up." Jiang Kuo said.
Duan Feifei glanced over him and immediately grabbed his swimming trunks and entered the bathroom.
When he was changing his clothes, he heard the door slamming. It was estimated that Jiang Kuo had already gone out. He breathed a sigh of relief, and he didn't know why.
Like being a thief.
He put on his bathrobe, let out a sigh of relief, and happily opened the door.
The door was not empty.
Jiang Kuo was standing at the door of the bathroom, watching with a bottle of water.
"Hey!" He was startled.
Jiang Kuo's hands also trembled, and he turned to look at him: "You scream!"