Dage (Big Brother) - Chapter 41

Wei Qian has no interest in what Wei Zhiyuan’s house is.

Wei Weiyuan’s increasingly thin personality once worried him, but he still thought that the boy was already so big that everything should be measured.

魏 In Wei Qian’s eyes, Xiaobao and Xiaoyuan are always different.

After all, Song Xiaobao was a girl, and it was really difficult for Wei Qian to understand her. She is too small, and her personality is not necessarily too big. Wei Qian sometimes knows that she can barely be regarded as a big girl. Anyway, she knows that she wants to face and face, so she ca n’t hide her face like a child. He casually scolded, but couldn’t help but think of her as a child.

I don’t have this problem with Wei Zhiyuan.

Wei Qian saw him, and occasionally remembered himself when he was as old as he was. It was strange that he would only think that Wei Zhiyuan was “young”, but he would no longer feel that he was a child.

Since he’s not a child, he doesn’t want to show much mouth.

So Wei Qian sent Song Xiaobao away, took Wei Zhiyuan’s house door from the outside, and walked away.

Wei Zhiyuan returned at night to check the great achievements of the second-goods girl Song Xiaobao. As soon as she pushed the door, she knew that no one had been in the house.

He left a few buckles in the room to judge what happened when he was away. I wo n’t say anything more, there are two in the clearer room-when he left in the morning, the chair in front of the desk was deliberately crooked, the square chair leg was stuck with a floor seam, and the floor seam was his According to the scale, if someone wants to turn over his bookcase, he must straighten or move the chair that is in trouble.

There is a very thin plastic film on the door handle on the side inside the house. The plastic film is like the screen of a mobile phone. Usually, it will be covered with fine dust that is invisible to the human eye, so it will leave naked eyes when you hold it. Visible and clear fingerprints, someone enters his house and then comes out, of course, if you pull the door handle, there will be traces.

While the chair has not moved, the inner handle is as clean as before he left.

Only a piece of hair tethered in the door gap was pulled and broken. If the door was gently pushed open, the hair would fall off and directly break, indicating that someone had pushed through the door with brute force. It is unlikely to be the big brother Mostly, it was Song Xiaobao’s daredevil.

Big brother … He glanced around, drove Xiaobao away, and brought him the door again.

So far, what happened in the morning, actually 愣 was to let Wei Zhiyuan guess that it would be close to ten.

Wei Weiyuan’s mood became very complicated in an instant-he was not a digger, and in a way, he was even a little bit independent. Most of his interactions with people were face-saving, and he had less time for honesty.

Despite his intentional guidance, after all, he is a young man who is emotionally blank. When he showed a part of himself to his elder brother, it was always unavoidable, ashamed and even a little worried.

I ca n’t even see Wei Qian!

Did Brother Biao’s curiosity be taken away by dogs?

Wei Weiyuan felt a deep feeling of being wasted. At the same time, he could not help but feel a little subtle.

If Xiaobao becomes awkward, will Big Brother stop at the open door? Of course, Xiaobao is a girl, which is definitely not convenient, but what if … she is a man?

Wei Weiyuan slowly straightened his chair and sat down at the desk.

Wei Zhiyuan and Xiaobao, one worrying and one uneasy, the older brother must be looking at that uneasy point, and this will make the two uncomfortable. Xiaobao thinks what the brother is doing. All aimed at her, bothering her all day, not free at all, and Wei Zhiyuan …

He felt very contradictory. When he tried to make himself as perfect as possible for that person, that person paid no attention to him.

Wei Weiyuan knew that his thought was unreasonable, and he knew that his heart was chaotic, but he couldn’t calm down.

If he can calm down, and if he can no longer let this happen, then torture him as if in the throat, I am afraid it will not be an unforgivable feeling.

Wherever he has a touch of reason, he will not risk the world’s indignation to flutter this fire.

However, Wei Zhiyuan is an activist after all, this road doesn’t work, he soon found a second opportunity.

While Wei Qian was turning over a newspaper, Wei Zhiyuan passed by, seemingly accidentally pointing at a bibliography recommended on a certain literary page and saying, “This is pretty, I have it, do you read it?”

Wei Weiqian was bored at home and gladly accepted the recommendation.

Wei Weiyuan gave him the book and waited patiently for a while.

Wei Qian doesn’t have any concept of respect for books. He always throws it away after reading it. When he looks around, he looks around and folds a big corner when he sees it … It is similar to his attitude towards socks.

魏 For Wei Zhiyuan, his progress is very easy to observe.

After waiting for Wei Qian to read a book, Wei Zhiyuan did the same in a timely manner and gave him a second book.

谦 Wei Qianxian rarely had time to sit at home and read a book quietly, which reminded him of the years when he was sitting in a classroom in high school … It was almost the easiest time in his life.

Suddenly Wei Zhiyuan knew that again and again and again no more, and once again, Wei Qian would take it in his house without asking.

Alas … After two days, Wei Qian did what he wanted.

At the beginning, he shoved the book back and then took a random copy. After one week, Wei Qian gradually regarded Wei Zhiyuan’s room as a reading room-Wei Zhiyuan was cleaner and cleaner than his own room.

Wei Qian found that his brother’s collection of books was very mysterious, and some were difficult to understand foreign translations. The narrative style in the clouds and **** translations would cause obstacles to reading and seemed very boring. However, the reason why classics become classics is by no means because of their obscurity, and it must have its reason.

When a person has experienced, when he can understand something, then he doesn’t care which way the other party is expressing, he can get a certain degree of resonance or dissent from it, both of which are the fundamentals for reading to continue.

However, Wei Qian had been ill for a whole winter, and did not get a normal rest. Even though he recovered quickly due to his youth, he was somewhat ill at this time. He could still endure when he had been strangling in his heart, and he was relaxed now. The whole person’s spirit seemed to weaken with it.

After sitting for a long time, he will feel a little tired, so sometimes he will simply lie on Wei Zhiyuan’s bed to find a comfortable posture, comfortable for a while, or maybe fall asleep.

Wei Zhiyuan is a man who is too clever. Of course, cleverness is a good thing, and it is not terrible. It is terrible that he is too obsessed with and dependent on his cleverness, just like he has no long thing and can only rely on him. He thought that everything could be reasonably explained to get an inevitable ending, like a game he controlled with one hand.

But can he make the earth go retrograde in orbit as long as he is smart and cautious?

He still doesn’t understand what it means to “do everything and listen to destiny.”

He didn’t know, just when he thought he had brought the eldest brother into his spiritual world with rhythm and precision, and was ready to weave nets to catch insects, fate … no, or a magical and ubiquitous little The probability event jumped out and laughed at his inability.

One day, Wei Qian took a short nap on Wei Zhiyuan’s single bed, and suddenly his leg cramps woke him up alive.

In order to open the convulsive hamstrings, Wei Qian pressed the deformed feet against the wall on the side of the bed, straightened his legs straight, and pressed the feet on the wall to put the bed close to the bed together. There was a wide gap between the palm and the wall.

Wei Qian originally intended to stand up and push the bed back. Who knew that he looked down inadvertently, but saw a dusty, well-crafted magazine in that wide gap.

Wei Qian couldn’t think of anything that would fall here, so he reached into the bed slit, slammed the soil, and picked up the magazine.

On the cover is a man wearing only underwear. The product was inserted into his palm-length shorts with one hand, his expression was frowning, his posture was squinting, although Wei Qian froze at first because he was a man. But the explicit cover quickly made him understand that it was a restricted pornographic magazine.

He was a man and had all experienced the same age. Although Wei Qian was tired like a dead dog at that time, he also knew what the agitation caused by the sharp changes in physiology was.

At the age of Wei Zhiyuan, he collects several such things. Although Wei Qian as a parent feels a little awkward, as an elder brother, he can basically understand it, but it is a little awkward.

With this embarrassing mood, Wei Qian flipped through two pages. When the high-resolution coated paper picture was frank enough to fool even a mosaic, it hit Wei Qian’s eyes with great impact. The awkward freeze.

Wei Qian was shocked at first, and soon turned shocked into confusion and unbelievable. In the end, his expression was almost blank.

After a minute, Wei Qian bounced up from the bed, not only angry but also, his face, which was a bit lacking in blood, was red to the ears.

He “brushed” and left the magazine next to him, angrily saying, “Miscellaneous things!”

At this time in the afternoon, Xiaobao and Xiaoyuan naturally went to school, and Mrs. Song took a nap next door. She was older, and her ears became more insensitive in the past two years. She slept to death, and Wei Qian made this happen. There was so much movement that she couldn’t alarm her.

Wei Qian confiscated this magazine, and the sleepy beast turned around in the room several times, and his heart was really on fire. The torture made his throat and eyes smoke, and he wanted to cough twice, and thought of the doctor saying that cough hurts the lungs Tolerate him as much as possible, so he choked back the cough, and dropped his hand on a porcelain cup on the table.

In short, from the hair to the toenails, Wei Qian jumped up and down in every cell on his body. When his heart burned the most, Wei Qian rushed into his house, picked up the hardest and heaviest belt, and prepared for a while. Wei Zhiyuan returned home from school and had to give him a three-court trial. As long as the boy had the courage to recognize him, he would draw the **** into a spinning top.

I really haven’t played since I was a kid, this is what I’ve accumulated together to expose him to the house!

Wei Qian originally thought that Song Xiaobao was already the extreme of a bear child. I did not expect that Wei Zhiyuan, a “never good” child, was waiting for him. Wei Qian glanced down again at the magazine spread out on the table. The men in the clothes were rolling together without shame, and were winking at him again, making his heart tremble again.

Wei Zhiyuan let his brother experience the taste of a heart patient alive. Wei Qian had ten machine guns installed in his veins, and at the same time, he took a deep breath, feeling chest pain for a while.

It’s like … a bad cold!

谦 Wei Qian walked beside him, anxious to open up Wei Zhiyuan’s mind, and see what the boy thought, or what stuff occupied his brother’s body, what was the purpose of coming to earth?

These emotions gathered together because of out of anger, and finally, through illogical integration, Jiang Luliu synthesized a thought-he decided to kill Wei Zhiyuan’s little rabbit.

This incident happened in the afternoon. Wei Zhiyuan usually attended the evening self-study session until 9 o’clock. He has been accustomed to running at night since he was twelve or thirteen. He usually ran a few laps by himself after the evening self-study session. It’s almost ten o’clock back.

For seven or eight hours, Wei Qian calmed down enough.

Wu Song’s old lady still worked hard for dinner, but Wei Qian had no mood or appetite, and left after a few hastily.

回到 He returned to his desk, facing the **** magazine that made him irritated in the afternoon, and finally began to think about it with the human brain instead of the cardiovascular like a machine gun.

Wei Qian doesn’t know if this is Wei Zhiyuan’s momentary curiosity, or if the child himself really has this tendency.

He couldn’t think of any reason.

In Xian Xianzhe, same-sex people also have feelings beyond friendship, but Wei Qian generally believes that it is another way of expressing neurosis when they study dementia.

He has not been exposed to real homosexuality, nor does he know it. There is no concept of what those people should be, so I had to make a rude confusion in accordance with the mainstream imagination. It is taken for granted that these men who like men are mostly sissy people.

谦 Wei Qian leaned back and leaned on the chair, his neck hanging back softly.

“Our family is far away,” he thought blankly, “the fight was firm and precise, he never pinched orchids, never twisted his hips and walked, and never had any unusual interest in what he played with girls. … how could he be that kind of person? Impossible. “

I’m really just curious, impossible … right?

Wei Qian covered his face with both hands, rubbed it up and down a few times, and said, “I am sad.”

Until then, he did not know a little about Song Xiaobao’s mouth, “The second brother wants autism.” Although Xiaobao had no common sense expression, it was definitely Wei Zhiyuan’s abnormal silence and bad mood that gave her This association, or she is good at making rumors?

There is that cabinet of books … Neat and tidy to the almost harsh indoor environment, and the grotesque Van Gogh painting posters behind the door all highlight some of the depression and struggle not belonging to young people.

恍 Wei Qian suddenly found out that he should know that he should not like some sports stars at this age. Those who have a little personality are just worshiping some scientists or famous rich people. Which one will make his house a sociological library alive?

He didn’t take it seriously.

Wei Qian simply suspected that he had the same lack of heart and lungs as Comrade Song Xiaobao.

At night, when Wei Zhiyuan was carrying a schoolbag in his hand and a jacket in his hand, he found that the elder brother was waiting for him on the sofa in the living room.

Wei Wei Qian: “Xiao Yuan, come here.”

Wei Weiyuan responded, feeling that his attitude was a bit wrong, and he passed quickly in his heart what he had done recently, and for a moment did not figure out what was going on.

Wei Qian didn’t know what he was calling him for. He wanted to ask about the magazine and couldn’t ask. The teenager’s eyes were clear and focused. When he looked down at himself, he showed a little tenderness.

Xu’s prepared belt hung quietly in the room, and the glass fragments broken by Wei Qiansheng’s anger were wrapped in a trash can, and he could not even say a word.

Wei Qian suddenly stood up and raised his hand to embrace Wei Zhiyuan’s shoulder.

Wei Zhiyuan seemed to be in some kind of shock. After he was agitated for a moment, he suddenly stiffened, and then he struggled a little. It seemed to be a little uneasy and unwilling to fight like this. Khan, I … “

Wei Qian patted his back vigorously, his heart was very sour, he barely squeezed out a smile, and let go of Wei Zhiyuan: “Don’t be too tired. Tell me something unpleasant, eh?”

Wei Weiyuan was very puzzled and didn’t understand which one he sang, but knew instinctively that he had better not ask, so he nodded smartly, and made a sound.

Wei Qian watched him return to the room, sighed heavily, and ran into the balcony with a vicissitude of heart to smoke.

He had a feeling of being old and being young, and he was obviously a young man. He was all about middle-aged people. He remembered that the old bear joked with him two days ago and told him to introduce objects. Wei Qian was angry. I thought, “I don’t have any objects myself. I have already started worrying about these little cubs working on objects. How can I live so distorted?”

Wei Qian could not help looking for the three fat confidants who were still left on the battlefield.

He Sanfa was so quiet that he could sleep quietly one night. He had already fallen asleep. He was savagely dragged out of his dreams by a phone call.

Wei Qian sighed heavily. He sighed so sighing that San Fat was very unaccustomed. San Fat fluttered his head and woke up and asked, “What’s wrong, Qian? Your pneumonia has spread?”

Wei Qian said enthusiastically: “Three brother, let me tell you, Xiaoyuan, this boy … this boy … Well, he may be exceptional.”

“Three fats, why is it a big deal?” When he heard these words, he suddenly felt relieved. “Haha” laughed: “Exceeded? Hahahaha, don’t make fun with the third brother in the middle of the night. Yeah, you’re amusing my brother, Qianer, I’m not sleepy when you feed me-do you know how I feel when I listen to this? Just follow the Liangshan hero Li Min and ran to his brother Song Jiang in small steps, humming Om said, “Some bandits under the mountain are robbing others and they are afraid to leave.”

Wei Weiqian: “…”

He paused for a moment and shouted into the microphone: “Fuck your uncle’s spittoon.”

Then he hung up the phone indiscriminately and went away alone.

The next day Wei Zhiyuan went to the evening for self-study. He came to the school stadium as usual, threw his schoolbag, warmed up for a while and was going to run two laps. He was twisting his ankle. He accidentally looked up and twisted his feet. Wei Qianzheng was just as quiet He looked at him silently in the stands.

Wei Weiyuan: “… brother?”

Wei Qian cleared his throat: “Well, I … heh, I come to exercise.”

Wei Weiyuan looked at him for a moment and thought hesitantly, “Then … then, let’s slow down, don’t the doctor let you exercise vigorously?”

As a result, there was no violent activity. Wei Zhi’s hiking was more than twice as slow as usual. The two walked around the playground as they walked all the way. From time to time, they were overtaken by classmates who walked home from school and walked across the playground. Then, step back and stand aside: “Go ahead, I’ll wait for you here.”

Wei Zhiyuan finished running, pushed his bicycle, and walked back slowly with Wei Qian, chatting one after another, and after a while, Wei Zhiyuan suddenly heard Wei Qian said, “Xiao Yuan, you are here with my brother. Xiaobao is the same. “

Wei Zhiyuan raised his head and looked at him. Wei Qian turned his eyes to one side. He seemed unaccustomed to this kind of language-focused role. He tried hard to remember how the teacher in the school did it and slowed down his voice. Despite his best efforts, his tone remained It seemed a little stiff: “Xiao Bao … she is a moth, I have to take care of her a little bit more, you are more sensible … well, I don’t know how to say it, anyway, I don’t have a bias in her heart, you and my brother Same … Well, you know what I mean? “

Xi Weizhiyuan didn’t know, but this did not prevent him from enjoying the rare warmth of his elder brother.

He stopped suddenly: “Brother, can I hug you?”

Wei Weiqian: “…”

He felt a little numb, but was afraid of hurting the “slim and sensitive” heart of the young man in his brain, so he pressed his awkwardness and agreed.

Wei Zhiyuan hugged him in a hug, and closed his face tightly, burying his face in Wei Qian’s neck, closing his eyes, his lips seemingly or inadvertently swept across Wei Qian’s neck, and a plausible fall Kiss.

谦 Wei Qian instinctively excited, but he thought it was an accident and didn’t want to appear too reactive, so he had to endure in silence.

The two returned home all the way, just opened the door, but the old lady Song yelled at Xiaobao’s voice angrily: “What are you doing every day? What are you doing? Do n’t talk nonsense! I do n’t believe it ! “

Wu Xiaobao’s schoolbag fell to the ground, and there were a few sheets of paper floating around. She looked up and saw Wei Qian coming back, and stunned first.

Wei Qian leaned against the door weakly: “Once, ancestors, where did this come from?”