When Su Qing woke up the next day, her walking posture was slightly awkward due to some unspoken reasons.
Hu Bugui watched in silence for a while, and when he stuffed his hands into the sleeves of his shirt and frowned slightly because of this twist, he crawled over with infinite guilt and closed his shirt carefully. , try to focus on his clothes, and button him up without being rude.
Su Qing sat there obediently, stretching out her arms for him to fiddle with.
In fact, Hu Bugui wanted to restrain himself every time, not wanting to put a heavy burden on Su Qing's body, but every time he was teased by some ungrateful bastard.
In fact, most of the time Su Qing is very well-behaved. For such a long time, Hu Bugui feels that Su Qing seems to be "Mao Shun". He only expresses some opinions when he is working or on relatively important events. The usual trivial matters are basically what Hu Bugui says.
If you are not allowed to smoke, try to endure it as much as you can. If you can’t bear it, you will smoke secretly, and even when you go to bed, you are not allowed to stay up late, and you are not allowed to just eat capsules and not eat. You only need to tell him how much you should eat at least every meal. , No matter how unwilling it is, he wrinkled his nose helplessly, and followed suit without saying a word.
Except that he is not very obedient in bed - he doesn't seem to like Hu Bugui's almost masochistic restraint anytime and anywhere.
It turned out that a person who was so capable of obedience and disobedience suddenly became so smooth. Sometimes when I think about it, Hu Bugui is not used to it. I always feel frightened that this is the tranquility before the outbreak, and I am afraid that he is so smooth because he is brewing for some day. Suddenly a big basket came out.
After helping him button up his clothes, Hu Bugui found that his expression still seemed a little confused, so he put his arms around Su Qing's neck, kissed him lightly on the forehead, and pushed his shoulder: "Go and wash your face." - Hu Bugui Huihui found that when someone kissed his forehead, Su Qing would close her eyes involuntarily. If the atmosphere was good, he would basically agree to anything he said at this time.
Su Qing obediently went to wash her face, Hu Bugui thought about it, left the room and went downstairs.
It was still early, and only Ji Pengcheng was downstairs, drinking a bowl of soy milk slowly. Hu Bugui sat down opposite him. Ji Pengcheng looked at him with a little scrutiny, and asked: "That little Su Qing Where's the bunny?"
"Come down in a while." Hu Bugui probably knew the relationship between Ji Pengcheng and Su Qing, and looked at this old guy who could turn deception into an art with a little curiosity.
Hearing this, Ji Pengcheng narrowed his eyes and smiled meaningfully: "It's strange, when I knew that kid, he got up earlier than chickens every day, and would come out before dawn to cause trouble."
Hu Bugui felt that there seemed to be something in his words, so he answered: "He doesn't sleep well, if he can sleep a little longer, let him sleep a little longer."
Then he frowned, stared at the corner of the table for a moment, as if hesitating to speak, Ji Pengcheng looked at him: "What are you doing, what do you want to say?"
Hu Bugui wasn't very good at talking, and felt that he was just worrying about nothing. He was taken aback when Ji Pengcheng asked him, and he didn't know what to say.
Ji Pengcheng held the soy milk to cover his mouth, but he couldn't stop the smile lines from the corners of his eyes, which made his eyes look very bright, as if they were shining a little.
"That little bastard, what a bastard, timid." Ji Pengcheng said.
Hu Bugui was taken aback for a moment, and looked at him with some confusion, thinking how could Su Qing be timid
Ji Pengcheng paused, and then continued: "This person, after going through a hurdle, he will be more careful. He has seen the worst things and suffered things that others have not, so he is willing to think twice more than others. Point. What... Utopia, didn’t he use him as a carrier to absorb other people’s emotions back then? "
Hu Bugui couldn't bear to miss a single word: "What is... to get to the bottom of it?"
"When other people encounter problems, most of them talk about the facts. He can't do it. He has to figure out the ins and outs of this matter before he can rest assured." Ji Pengcheng picked up a deep-fried dough stick, missing a front tooth, a bit leaky, eating From time to time, I unconsciously moved to the side to avoid the front teeth, always seemed to be exerting force on the cheeks, chewed slowly, and then continued, "But although some things did not happen out of thin air, although there are reasons, but you are not alone. He can figure it out by thinking hard on his own. He can't see through this."
Hu Bugui frowned thinking about his words.
Ji Pengcheng took a look at him and said, "For example, you're dating this idiot. He's confused just because of this."
Hu Bugui's heart skipped a beat: "Why is he so confused?"
"The better you treat him, the more confused he will be." Ji Pengcheng said sharply, "You fall in love with a person, want to have a relationship with him, want to be nice to him, why? No one can explain such things clearly, but as long as Make sure everyone is sincere, and no one will think about it all the time. Vegetables and radishes have their own preferences. I just like potatoes, and there is no law that prohibits it. If it was a few years ago, he would not think about these things, nor would he He will take it for granted like a normal person, but now he is timid and dare not."
"You are nice to him, but he can't figure out why, so he stubbornly feels that he owes you. He doesn't know what to pay back, so he is at a loss, and feels that there is nothing to pay back, and he is afraid that one day you will not pay back. I'll like him again, so I'm probably still a little bit trembling." Ji Pengcheng smiled, "You see, he has become more complicated these years, he doesn't show anything on his face, he doesn't say a word of truth, but it's actually simple, in his heart, Think of everything as a thread."
"Because of this, so that." Ji Pengcheng was quite emotional at the end, and made such a concise summary of Su Qing's entire life path.
Then there were footsteps upstairs, Hu Bugui raised his head, and found that Su Qing did not know how to "lose" one of his legs. He did not know what kind of technique it was. A small piece of wood, limping down, just to cover up his awkward walking posture in the morning.
As he limped down, he carried a small box in one hand, which contained his miscellaneous props, and the wig and false beard in the other hand. Noticing Hu's gaze, he immediately called The report explained in the same way: "Oh, I will go out for a while, buy a few newspapers, and follow up the current situation-we have made a fuss in the old base, and we haven't had time to know Zheng Qinghua's reaction."
Ji Pengcheng secretly winked at Hu Bugui, clearly saying "Look what I said".
Hu Bugui felt as if his heart had been soaked in salt water, rattling and indescribably sore.
Ji Pengcheng pretended to think of something suddenly, "Ah", and pretended to say: "That's right, the kid wearing glasses stayed up all night in front of the female corpse yesterday. Young people get something to eat, you guys chat, haha, you chat."
Su Qing glanced at him suspiciously, although she felt that the old liar was very obscene every day, but for some reason, he seemed to be even more obscene today.
When he sat down, he found that Hu Bugui was still staring at him without blinking, so he couldn't help but reached out and wiped his face, but found that there was nothing on it, so he asked inexplicably, "What are you doing?"
Hu Bugui hesitated for a moment, then suddenly grabbed Su Qing's hand that was placed on the table, he held it very tightly - a little too tight, Su Qing couldn't help but struggled a bit, Hu Bugui said: "I don't know how tell you."
Su Qing still looked like he couldn't find Bei at all, and Hu Bugui felt that those feelings were stuck in his chest, but he just couldn't convert them into a language that humans could understand and communicate.
He was educated since he was a child to "talk less and do more". When he grew up, he joined the army and was habitually excellent. After a long time, he felt that it was okay if he was not good at talking, but now he suddenly envied Su Qingna Zhang can talk about the dead as the living.
He thought about it for a long time and didn't know how to express it. He was like a child who was called out by the teacher and didn't know how to answer the question. The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became, so he couldn't help but press Su Qing's hand and put it on his chest.
Su Qing was taken aback, and looked at him with wide eyes that were not small. A slightly anxious heartbeat came from the fingers attached to Hu Bugui's chest, making one feel that there seemed to be some kind of indescribable anxiety and emotion hidden there.
Su Qing's gaze slowly fell on the intertwined fingers of the two, and after an unknown amount of time, Hu Bugui asked in a low voice, "Did you hear that?"
Su nodded lightly.
Hu Bugui looked straight into his eyes: "Then you... understand?"
This time Su Qing hesitated.
Hu Bugui slowly took his hand from his heart, and cupped his hands into a ball, as if putting them in his palm, the high temperature of his palm spread along the skin.
"Don't be afraid." He said softly, so softly that it was a little blunt, but indescribably gentle. For a moment, he lowered his head almost piously and kissed the back of Su Qing's hand, and repeated, "Don't be afraid."