Dage

Wei Qian was scared of Wei Zhiyuan.

Wei Qian has never been able to escape to the bottom of his character, he always finds ways to face the problem-given that he is a habit that no one has to carry on since he was young.

But he broke his head and didn't think of a solution that could convince himself, so he continued to think, his head was about to burst.

Fortunately, Wei Zhiyuan also seems to see it. After returning from the pond that day, he no longer has to entangle Wei Qian. He also has his own business to do, sometimes he goes out, and sometimes he shuts himself in the room. Working or holding a remote conference on the Internet, I don't know how he did it. Wei Qian felt that although the boy's sense of existence was not so strong, he could be everywhere!

Wei Zhiyuan's eyes belonged to the larger ones in the crowd. When he opened them, he couldn't see them. When he smiled, he had a bit of peachy eyes. His eyes swept away a large area. His eyes were like essence, and he would always bet on Wei Qian.

Sometimes gentle and sometimes focused ... This can be tolerated, but unbearably, sometimes Wei Zhiyuan comes out and pours water to get something to eat, he will think of something that should not be thought, at this time his eyes will become very explicit, almost It's almost a form of rape.

I finally managed to take a rest weekend and put Wei Qian on his back.

I finally got to Monday, and Wei Qian hid from the company early in the morning. This perverted workaholic looked at the reports piled on the table and asked him to review. He was relieved and relieved.

When Wei Qian went to the regular meeting on Monday, he was still unhappy: What am I afraid of him? What's wrong with me?

He was walking away. Suddenly a man with a stern look approached him and almost collided with him.

谦 Wei Qian took a closer look. It was Ma Chunming, who suddenly said, "You just finished taking drugs? What kind of image is this?"

Ma Chun will have a long melon face tomorrow, with a sharp-necked monkey gill, big eyes, double eyelids, and slightly convex eyes. On the whole, it can be said that it is not in line with the aesthetics of the people. Fortunately, he always smiles, at least It can be regarded as a golden monkey with a friendly expression, but it is also popular.

But he didn't know what to do at this time, wearing a sun-haired hairy head, his footsteps were floating, his face was dished, his eyes were still red, his eyes were more prominent, and the whole person became an ET with a small neck.

Ma Chunming glanced at him with grievances, and succeeded in making Wei Qian, who had been devastated by the eyes of a weekend, a goosebump. Dr. Ma then said to Wei Qian with the same pain, "Wei Dongzao."

"..." Wei Qian, "You are early."

Gong Ma Chunming's eyes were dull, and he passed by in despair.

Comrade Ma Chunming, his risk control consultant and executive deputy general manager, is a very passionate job lover. Dr. Ma always remembers that he won the hard-earned job in the past. It is even more like an accidental prize to win the prize, so he cherishes it very much. Is always dedicated.

But this morning meeting, he was silent from the beginning to the end, and the whole person was in a very embarrassing state. When Wei Qian asked about the schedule of the risk control work this week, he called him twice, Ma Chunming did not hear it, and finally sat The three fat boys on the opposite side hit a brain with a paper ball, only to let Dr. Ma, the soul away, notice that there were so many stupid humans around him.

Ma Chunming: "Ah ... I ... I have nothing to add."

Wei Qian rolled his eyelids, "Did I let you add?"

Ma Chunming's expression was bewildered, the manager of the risk control department next to him quickly reported the work for him, anyway, the scene was blocked.

Wei Qian gave Dr. Ma a warning look and did not scan his face on the spot, but led him to his office after the regular meeting.

He sat behind the desk like a big devil, raised Erlang's legs and lit a cigarette, and asked Ma Chunming coldly, "Doctor, I ask you, is the theme of our regular meeting today sleepwalking?"

Ma Chunming stood side by side, afraid to look up.

After all, it was a long-time subordinate. Wei Qian saw his ghost like a little human sympathy, so the next sentence eased a little, and said to him, "If there is something at home, you just Go back and deal with it. It doesn't matter if you take two days off. "

At this moment, Ma Chunming suddenly asked the question, "Is my career successful?"

Wei Qian: "Ah? What the hell?"

Ma Chunming found a chair slumped and sat on it with a slump on his back, and started to blame himself like Xiang Linquan: "You paid me such a high salary and let me take care of so many things, sometimes I have This kind of illusion that I was very successful, but what's the use? I will still be abandoned, no matter how hard I work, I will still be abandoned. "

Wei Weiqian: "..."

He heard that he even forgot to give it to his mouth.

Ma Chunming said, tears were falling like rain, tears were cracking, his heart was cracked in his expression, but he didn't cry loudly, but just choked aloud.

Wei Qian: "Oh, this is arguing with your wife? Isn't it because I keep you on a business trip, which affects the relationship between husband and wife?"

Ma Chunming finally couldn't help, with his elbows resting on his knees, covering his face with both hands, his body bowed down, and collapsed: "I have been in love with her for three years, and I have been married for more than two years. I know her The beautiful family background is good, I'm a little unworthy of her, but for so many years, as long as I have, what she wants, I get her, she just wants to be popular, and I can cut my chest and slice it for her Exploded ... "

麻烦 "Thank you for another less disgusting statement." Wei Qian wrinkled her nose and heard that, her breakfast turned up a bit.

Ma Chunming turned a deaf ear: "... but why would she be with me on the back?"

Wei Qian was taken aback: "What? How do you know? You saw it?"

Ma Chunming wiped a tear: "Seeing it with my own eyes, did I just accompany the partner from the field last night? I arranged for them to board and lodging, and when I sent them all the way to the hotel, I saw her and a man She walked in with her hands, she didn't know that I was back yesterday ... I ... I stood outside the hotel for a night. "

He said, sucking his nose hard, a little cold symptoms.

"Wait a minute, I have cold medicine," Wei Qian pulled out a few packs of cold medicine from the drawer and gave him, "Stand outside the hotel for a night? Hey, you blasted the door-you said you didn't have Are you sick? "

I have reached this situation, and the man can even say such unsympathetic mean words to make up for the knife. Ma Chunming suddenly cried and was heartbroken.

Wei Qian waved his hand and extinguished the cigarette: "Let ’s talk about what you should do, divorce? Lawsuit? Or what? See who is the **** who hooked up with someone else's wife? Or I'll find someone Let me check? "

"That's not the case at all!" Ma Chunming's volume increased, "I don't care who that person is! I have loved such a woman in my life, knowing that I don't deserve her, so I don't mind that I treat her She only paid one point for her heart, but how could she trample on the sincerity of others? "

几个 The words "Stomp on the true heart of others" are like a wasp tail needle, which stabbed Wei Qian's heart lightly.

He thought of Wei Zhiyuan involuntarily.

Wei Zhiyuan's transition from fiery to deep affection made Wei Qian unacceptable, but he felt a little horrified—like a child who is not usually attractive and does not have a sense of presence, when he was suddenly noticed by the public. That kind of panic.

What an inappropriate analogy? A person who suffers from hunger all year round is suddenly stuffed with two people's blood and scratches his head. Even if the morality in his heart is repelled, and he refuses to eat, he will put it in a precious place. , Will not be thrown away.

Ma Chunming: "Why did you keep me back then? Is it because I look like a monkey, is it fun? I am useless at all."

Wei Qian was stunned by his throat, but he was absent-minded, but he simply said, "Okay, it's not your fault, don't be arrogant."

Ma Chunming heard his consolation, knowing that he could not fall into the hole, and played this level is quite good, so he smiled at Wei Qian miserably: "Thank you."

Then the smile disappeared, leaving only miserable misery: "You won't understand the losers of us. The abandoned people are just like denials. I don't hate her or hurt the self-esteem of men. I ... I can't find the meaning of my own existence ... "

Ma Chunming said, and stood up staggeringly, "Dong Wei, I take two days off."

Wei Qian heard something else and said, "Hey, wait, come back!"

But Ma Chunming seemed to be so ashamed that he didn't hear it, leaving the office with a walking dead.

Wei Qian had to hang an internal phone call to Xiao Fei: "You call someone ... um, just assistant Ma, you look at him for more than two days, how do I think he is buying a prelude to hang him?"

After a while, Xiao Fei knocked on the door of his office, holding a coat in his hand: "I've been watched over by Mr. Ma."

Wei Qian stared at the thing in her hand for a while and said, "It seems to be my clothes?"

"Well, Xiaoyuan sent it and said it would cool down in the afternoon." Xiao Fei hung her clothes at the door. "I haven't seen you in years, I didn't dare to recognize it just now."

Xiao Fei said, while pulling out a tea bag from the drawer, trainedly picked up Wei Qian's cup and washed him a steaming cup of tea; "I have heard about Mr. Ma, his wife is very uncomfortable Kindhearted. In fact, for some people, love is like a high-level copy of the family parent-child relationship when they were young, and suddenly lost, just like being thrown away by a child by their parents.

Wei Qian: "... the child was thrown away by his parents? Where is this?"

Xiao Fei shrugged: "Of course not everyone is like this, but some people do have that feeling. Maybe it ’s because the relationship is deep. It ’s easy to rely on each other for a long time together, like a clumsy child. Or like a puppy trying to please ... Mr. Ma is so good-tempered, I think he is pitiful, and he turns around his woman, thinking that he works hard for her outside, but it ’s not rare at all , Kicked him away with one kick. "

说话 She talked vividly, and Wei Qian could not help but a scene emerged in her mind. In the night of late autumn, Ma Chunming scratched his head and pinched his tail, narrowed his neck and shoulders, and stood at the hotel door like a bamboo pole ...

Suddenly, the protagonist of the scene suddenly changed people, and in his thoughts diverging wildly, he became Wei Zhiyuan.

Suddenly, Wei Qian raised his head and asked Xiao Fei, "What about people?"

Wu Xiaofei: "Who is it?"

"Where is Xiao Yuan?"

Xiao Fei said inexplicably: "Going home, I saw that he had a few words with the investment department when he was leaving, as if it was about investing in that game, and then said that you hate being noisy, so don't bother. "

Wei Qian waved her hand and let her go out.

Suddenly he couldn't read the material in front of him. The words floated in front of his eyes one by one, and he couldn't jump into his eyes. Wei Qian raised his head and leaned heavily on the back of the chair, covering his face with one hand.

"Xiao Yuan, Xiao Yuan ..." He groaned weakly in his heart, and finally closed it in an echoing sigh.

I was sad.

The arsenic dropped, and the maple leaves turned red.

谦 Wei Qian put his hands in his pockets, and mingled among the crowds of autumn outskirts in the suburbs, waiting for Wei Zhiyuan to take pictures with great interest.

He still can't think of why he agreed to come, as if the cause was Ma Chunming and Xiao Fei, the two **** had negotiated with them, and they intentionally or unintentionally poked his heart together, so that every time he met Wei Zhiyuan, It's like meeting a creditor.

Later, Ma Chunming did not seek death or find a job, and returned to work, as if to talk to his wife, the two were planning to divorce, and the three fat Zheng Zhang Luo helped him find a lawyer and helped him break up.

Bian Ma Chunming was totally absent, and he was as lethargic as if he had taken a rat medicine.

Wei Qian can't help his brain every time he sees him. At the beginning, the vague fear and guilt gradually became stronger.

Qiu even Wei Zhiyuan said that when he wanted to go to the countryside to see the red leaves, Wei Qian thought to himself, "Are you full?"

He pursed his lips and hesitated, agreeing unintentionally, "OK."

A bell came from a temple in the middle of the mountain. A little girl, four or five years old, ran under his feet, and said milkily, "The stone path slopes up the cold mountain."

Seeing Wei Qian glance at her, the little girl jumped in place for a few times, and did not recognize her life, as if showing her own patience, and shouted at him again and again: "Frost leaf red in February! "

"Bear child, kind of scratches his head and ends." Wei Qian thought, smirking at her, spitting out a ring of smoke, and a deep sigh in his heart, "I am a **** person who loses his power and humiliates the country!"

The two of them walked side by side and walked all the way to the temple in the mountains. Wei Qian remembered it now. This seems to be the place where the old bear became a monk.

Wei Zhiyuan is very similar to this, the Shangxiang buckle is done as if it were a standard action, which attracts pilgrims to follow suit. Wei Qian ignores this set and, with his hands on his back, uncle indifferently waits for him.

I probably have a monk who thinks that this donor is too much. He is too lazy to perfunctory, and is disrespectful to the Buddha, so he came over to him and said, "The donor is a fate, draw a lot."

Wei Qian shook his head.

The monk said kindly, "Today, there is a fate for free signing, the donor draws one, it does not matter."

The young monk was very entangled with people, Wei Qian was already quite bored, and in the end, he took a playful one, and saw that there were four poems that were indistinguishable and incomprehensible.

At first glance, the little monk was frightened: "Oh, donor, this is a lottery!"

Wei Weiqian: "..."

He knew it.

The small monk then said, "This is a disadvantaged year in the mainstream. The donor may still be suffering in the near future. Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate. The poor monk encounters fate. He will do his best to help you resolve it, never ..."

Wei Qian asked coolly, "How much do you say?"

Seeing him doing this, the young monk said with an eyebrow, "Opening a light and a peace charm for 50 yuan, heal evil spirits, protect the health and safety of his family, and the price comes back with many functions. Do n’t you have one?"

Wei Qian raised his hand and rushed behind him with a finger: "You, turn backwards and go on."

The young monk shook his head and sighed, intending to persuade the "donor" who gave up his life, but Wei Qian said nothing, and picked up the phone and dialed the number: "Bear handsome, where are you? Go to the main hall Come—Yes, I'm in your temple. What kind of kid do you think? Are you sensible and ignorant? Are there any people who catch acquaintances? "

The handsome bear heard that he was rushing to the ground. He no longer sells tickets. He is a "monk". He is responsible for chanting the scriptures for tourists every day.

He's fat like a ball right now, and he doesn't know how many rules and regulations have been secretly broken.

The handsome monk Xiong Xiong reprimanded the ignorant Xiaoxin monk, and invited the two acquaintances to his own zen room. He glanced at Wei Zhiyuan as if in surprise, but finally said nothing, but shook his head in unknown language. "It's incredible."

Wei Weizhi met him, but felt very kind: "Brother Xiong, I was instructed a lot in that year, thank you, I will come back in the future and wish."

The old bear waved his hand, sighed, and sang three times and said, "The thousand-year-old tortoise, the thousand-year-old tortoise, the thousand-year-old fox boiled to perfection, but at first sight it has not yet changed shape, and in a blink of an eye, it is over ... ... sin, sin, goodness. "

Wei Weiyuan smiled like he was playing Zen machine.

Wei Qian frowned, "Can you two talk?"

The old bear gave him a bad look, and expelled him from the clean place of the Buddha's door: "Fool world, I have said that it is not in accordance with your three views, and I'm going to drive your" sanitary napkin "[note] back into your world Go. "

Who knows what happened that day, so evil.

Probably there are some humans that really become crows, just take a picture, and the good and the bad spirits.

谦 Wei Qian sat on the co-driver, looked down at Wei Zhiyuan's camera, and turned it over. He felt wrong: "What did you shoot? Maple leaves?"

Large and small, photos from different angles, or dotted with one or two maple trees, or a fiery red maple leaf, but they are all taken by people-it is himself.

Wei Qian doesn't like taking pictures very much. He thinks that he looks weird at this angle.

There is a back view with his head down, and a close-up of the side face looking up at the mountainside. Wei Qian doesn't know when he was taking a photo around himself. The standard is quite high and looks like a photo album.

There is also a close-up. He stepped on one of the stone steps with one leg, raising his eyebrows in his hands, and raised his eyebrows slightly. The sun shone on his face. A smile, watching a little girl with her feet off the ground and jumping on the ground.

The timing of snapping was extremely clever, and just happened to capture the flashing expression on his face, as if someone looked at him through the lens and stared at him for a long time without knowing how long, in order to retain such an extremely vivid moment.

"I like this one the most." Wei Zhiyuan said, "I plan to take a picture and take it with me, and take it out before bed every day."

Wei Qian raised his head and glanced at him.

Xi Weizhiyuan showed that explicit and deep expression again, and said softly, "Keep it for spring dream."

Wei Qian was speechless. With his mouth that lacks morality and smoke, there are 10,000 kinds of rhetoric to guarantee that the other party can lead the way, all of them lined up in his heart, Wei Qian found that what was inappropriate In the end, we just kept watching Wei Zhiyuan calmly.

Wei Weiyuan laughed: "I'm kidding-brother, you fasten your seat belt."

谦 Wei Qian didn't say anything, he was fastened, the person on the co-pilot didn't fasten the seat belt, always checked for a while, if Wei Zhiyuan reminded him, he would not take the initiative.

Later remembered that this kind of normative security awareness was really necessary.

Because when Wei Zhiyuan drove through an intersection, somehow, a car rushed out of the intersection and crashed into a car driving in the lane next to them. The model and color are exactly the same as Wei Qian's.

The hit car overturned on the spot and rushed over to them. Wei Zhiyuan slammed the steering wheel, fierce friction and impact sounded. The window glass on their left side was broken and the scum was everywhere. Wei Zhi blocked it sideways.

谦 Wei Qian was unscathed. Wei Zhiyuan rolled up a section of his arm, and his neck was covered with blood stains of various sizes.

This is really a disaster of blood.

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[Note]: Sanitary napkin refers to Chevrolet's license plate shape. I'm really not Chevrolet Black. [揍 ...