Wei Qian called back by phone and came back a week after the same sentence.

But it wasn't that he came back by himself. Lao Xiong called a car from somewhere and drove it all the way downstairs of his house.

It was a hot summer afternoon, Sanpang was eating a belated lunch at home alone: ​​a bowl of instant noodles.

Local TV stations are playing several irrelevant news, such as the warehouse keeper who was drunk illegally and accidentally entered the cold storage, his colleagues who changed shifts locked the keeper as usual, and accidentally locked the keeper into the cold storage, causing him to die.

Xiaobao, who was forced by Wei Zhiyuan to do her summer homework, scratched her ears and looked painful, and she was distracted from her mind. She raised her head and listened to the news about her ears. She couldn't help but ask, "What is a cold storage?"

Wei Zhiyuan said without raising his head, "It's a big refrigerator."

Song Xiaobao asked again: "Who is the responsibility?"

Wei Zhiyuan showed a cold smile: "When he pressed the lock, he entered the cold storage after the timeout, of course it was his responsibility for illegal operations."

Song Xiaobao said incomprehensiblely: "Then why did he enter that...uh...big refrigerator after time?"

Wei Zhiyuan said in a pun: "Who knows? Maybe he is sick."

Song Xiaobao thought for a while and commented: "Oh, the first time I heard that people can still freeze to death, wouldn't he be cold if he jumped?"

Wei Zhiyuan finally looked up at her and turned off the TV with the remote control.

Xiaobao stuck out his tongue, bowed his head and continued to do his homework with great grudges.

Wei Zhiyuan looked at her for a moment and thought incrediblely: "She was born to the same mother as her elder brother?"

It was at this moment that Mr. Xiong Yingjun, who had become a black and shiny sheep dung egg, got out of the car and stood downstairs at Wei Qian's house. He first bent down and tidied upwards to the car window, and then stood upstairs and shouted: "Is Mr. Tan here? Is Mr. Tan here?"

The car window next to it was pulled down, and Wei Qian's voice came from it. His respect for the future "wealth route" had been wiped out in the unreliable itinerary for several months. Wei Qian said bluntly: "What are you calling him? Can you exhaust you from helping me? Is it stupid?"

Comrade Lao Xiong replied softly: "I accept your advice to exercise more in the future, but with my current physical strength, I'm afraid I can't even carry a gas tank, let alone you."

Wei Qian was angry. After a while, he said weakly: "Don't call him Daming, be careful that he is anxious with you."

The old bear asked politely and politely: "Oh, then what should I call it?"

Wei Qian: “…Sanfat.”

The old bear nodded, straightened his body, and politely shouted upstairs: "Is Mr. Third here?"

Wei Qian in the car turned his head silently.

Fortunately, Sanpang was talented and was having lunch at home. After hearing the misty "Mr. San" sounds, he even threw down his chopsticks with a sense of understanding and poked his head out of the window: "Call me?"

Wei Qian pushed open the car door weakly and waved at him downstairs: "Third brother, come down and help me."

Sanpang narrowed his eyes, which was not big, looked calmly for a while, and said in shock: "Mom! Brother! Qian'er! Didn't you say that you went to get medicine with a 'silly and a fat-headed fish with a lot of money'? Why did I look at you like Maimati's kebabs? How did it become this color?"

"The fat-headed fish with stupid people and a lot of money" just stood aside and listened quietly.

The window on the third floor, which was heard, was suddenly pushed aside by someone. The person who opened the window was too strong, and the window hit the wall with a bang and bounced back.

Wei Zhiyuan: "Brother!"

The boy's voice almost broke during the voice change period. Wei Qian raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "Is it called a soul?"

He was not much stronger than Old Xiong. His whole face was white only two parts - teeth and white eyes, but in Wei Zhiyuan's eyes, the appearance of this black charcoal head was like an Aladdin magic lamp, which lit up his entire life in an instant... Of course, due to that bizarre nightmare, a small shadow appeared under the magic lamp.

Old Mrs. Song was not at home during the day, and Wei Zhiyuan, Xiaobao and Sanpang quickly went downstairs. Only then did he know why Wei Qian had been sitting and not moving. He had a cast on one leg.

When Sanpang saw it, his eyes widened: "This... will not affect your school start, right? Is it heavy?"

Before Wei Qian could speak, the fat-headed old bear spoke quietly as if he was chanting scriptures: "No, he has to hurt his muscles for a hundred days, and he has about fifty days left. Considering that he has thick skin and flesh, he should be able to remove it next month."

Wei Qian stood up with Sanpang's hands on one leg and waved to Lao Xiong: "Okay, you can get out, countdown card."

Lao Xiong said shyly: "For the sake of our birth and death together, let me take in for a few days and let me slow down."

Wei Qian: "A local earthquake occurred in your home?"

Lao Xiong said even more shyly: "Looking at me, there is a Hedong lion at home. I haven't called my inner person for so long. Brother Yu is really afraid that she will bite me."

Sanpang was amused when he heard this: "Brother, you can hide from the first day of the lunar month and cannot escape from the fifteenth day of the lunar month. Really a warrior dares to face the bleak life. It's better to go back and kneel down to the washboard for the leader!"

The old bear smiled and said to him: "I'm not a real warrior, I'm just a 'silly fat-headed fish with a lot of money'."

Sanpang: "…"

Wei Qian: “…”

Sanpang reacted, his face turned blue, he coughed dryly, and glared at Wei Qian fiercely - this kid didn't even remind him.

He was so angry that he bent his legs, stole his horse, patted his shoulder and said to Wei Qian: "You...ah, come up."

The three fat man carried Wei Qian on his back and still cursed and said, "My broad shoulders are still a virgin land. I'm leaving it for my future wife, so you'll be a good deal for your grandson... Alas."

He said, looking down at Wei Qian's arm, trying to find some superiority from the color of his painted skin, so he laughed and said, "Brother Three asks you, can you still fade after washing it?"

"Why can't it?" Wei Qian said coldly, "it will shrink."

He was still in the mood to joke, and Sanpang's heart was completely put into his stomach - it can be seen that he was not seriously injured and was in danger.

Lao Xiong did not dare to go back in the end.

But there was really no place in Wei Qian's family, and Wei Qian thought that Wei Zhiyuan might have been too psychologically shady when he was a child, and he always "recognized his life". For example, when he looked at Lao Xiong, he seemed to have some hostility.

So Lao Xiong finally went to Sanpang's house to live - Sanpang's parents went out to purchase goods and did not return to the evening.

The two big fools hit it off and fooled each other together, like two black and white pigs with obvious contrast, they went upstairs side by side and went to a thoughtful meeting.

Wei Qian didn't even eat food. He threw away his luggage and fell asleep in the dark. He was really motionless and didn't even turn over.

At dinner, Old Mrs. Song thought for a long time before she decided to call him up and let him eat a few bites before sleeping. Wei Qian was tired to a certain extent. He knew that someone called him, but he couldn't wake up. Finally, relying on his strong will of old bear who had endured so many days of life, Wei Qian got up like a walking corpse, and ate a few bites without chewing grass, and crawled back to lie down.

That night, Wei Zhiyuan wrote his homework until one o'clock in the morning.

He originally planned to use the money from the summer camp to buy Xiaobao a piece of clothing, but he didn't go there. Now he obviously needs to modify the plan. He must go to the summer camp, otherwise the elder brother would not agree. He had to complete the extra math homework that had been left behind a few days ago - the teacher went there to check it.

As for Song Xiaobao's Bear Girl, it seems that he doesn't have to worry about it for the time being. As soon as the eldest brother came back, she was relieved of her short-term bitter and sensible cabbage state and became happy again. In the afternoon, she ran out to play with her classmates. She no longer saved the pocket money in her hand, and bought herself a new skirt at the speed of light.

He closed the book and sat quietly on the chair to look at Wei Qian for a moment. Of course, the eldest brother's current bear appearance and the one in his dream that he was throbbing. Wei Zhiyuan calmed down and curled his four fingers in the middle of his palm, and took turns to pinch his palm with his very short nails.

"It's just a dream, nothing is it," the newly grown boy thought calmly, "Will people who dream of running naked really go naked? Does anyone dream of overturning a car really have the strength to overturn a car? Impossible. If the dream is not absurd, no one will use the word "dream" instead of the meaning of "get out"... The elder brother lay in this position for an afternoon and one night, isn't his arms numb?"

As Wei Zhiyuan thought about this, he walked slowly over, gently stepped over Wei Qian's shoulder, carefully avoided Wei Qian's injured leg, turned over him, and moved his head to the middle of the pillow.

Wei Qian's steady breathing was not disturbed at all, and it swept past Wei Zhiyuan's wrist and brought out a warm little wind.

The outline in his darkness made Wei Zhiyuan feel excited, and he hurriedly retracted his hand, and lay down beside the bed with a normal appearance and turned into a zombie.

Wei Zhiyuan fell into a strange state - Wei Qian came back and relaxed his spirit as tight as a piano string, and instinctively surged with a sense of pleasure and fatigue. He should have fallen asleep when he was touched by a pillow, but he was touched by some indescribable excitement. Every blood vessel was accelerating the blood flowing, quietly passing through the blood vessels to his skin.

He couldn't hold on to his eyes.

When he looked up at the boy around him from a young perspective, he once felt that he was tall and omnipotent, but now that kind of look has disappeared with the change of his perspective.

He found that his brother was just a mortal.

And the mortal body of this tiny ants among the countless beings was sunk into an African mummy, but it was like a tornado that swept the black clouds and bitter rain in his spiritual world in an instant, and the vast sky and clouds faded away in the wilderness.

Wei Zhiyuan lay on the bed with his back facing the sky and earth, pursing his heartstrings, and carrying a magnifying glass to find out the details hidden in every bone, like a third person floating in the night sky, looking down at himself from a high point - a cowardly and incompetent self who is still full of fear and fear... a cowardly and incompetent self.

Wei Zhiyuan came to a conclusion that he thought he was still too weak, so he needed a pillar in the spiritual world like Big Brother.

He decided to completely clear the pillar.

However, even so, his mood still did not suddenly become clear, and there was still something in his soul that was still stuck.

Wei Zhiyuan's dissection of his soul stopped here. He seemed to be instinctively afraid of the small shadow area, which seemed to hide the sticky truth that could not be left behind on him. Out of self-protection, he sealed the small truth.

It is mixed with death, and the distorted and perverted and absurd and terrifying desire has exceeded the bottom line that a young man can bear.

"The spring breeze does not understand the charm and blows the heart of the young man." The lyrics are beautiful, but the young man who touches his heart may not be always bright and clear.

Wei Zhiyuan clearly knew that he was sliding into an abyss, but he didn't know how to stop it.

Wei Qian slept until the evening of the next day.

He staggered up with all the worrying eyes of his family, and he became thinner into a moving clothes rack. He got into the bathroom and turned on the water to take a shower.

The shower in his house is very primitive, with two simple pipes connected to the hot water tank and the tap water faucet. The tap water comes faster, so every time you turn on the shower, the water will be cold within ten seconds.

The cold water shook Wei Qian and took a step back instinctively. Only then did he remember that he had returned to the plain filled with oxygen bubbles.

He slept sore and painfully, his bones were hung with one leg on his back, and took a shower in difficulty, and then ate three bowls of rice in one breath, and then he felt that he was alive again.

His hands were covered with various scratched scars, and he was still flying on the dining table, which did not affect his performance at all.

Old Mrs. Song sighed and said in a nagging voice: "You unconscience-free ungrateful wolf, where are you going crazy? Are you planning to cheat us to death?"

Where did you go?

It's really hard to describe.

Wei Qian was actually not trying to make his family anxious. He suffered all the hardships he could endure and suffered all the bad luck he could lose.

In addition to Wei Qian, Lao Xiong also brought three people, all of whom were young and strong. Unexpectedly, among these young men, one was named Xiaoliu, the other ones had strong reactions.

Their first stop was to Zaduo County, Qinghai, where an altitude of more than 4,000 meters was over. Wei Qian vomited all the way.

That really spit out all the bitter gallbladder. At the worst, it couldn't sleep all night. It felt like the chest was pressed by heavy objects and the temple was pinched to hurt. At that time, everyone was envious, jealous and hated Xiao Liu, but within two days, Xiao Liu died.

Xiao Liu was so slim that he had a good body and ate it. He had the illusion that he had a copper-skinned and iron bones. At night, he took a shower in a small hotel. The hotel they stayed in was limited, and the hot water was also a while. Xiao Liu took a hot shower in the first half, and the second half became a shower.
To be continued...