Warm Water Spirits

Chapter 35 Welcome to Zhang Family

As expected, the small composition of the letter was not finished.

When Pei Zhe finished answering Aunt Song's call to see Jiang Yunqi, Jiang Yunqi lay down on the table again.

In front of the three lines of English, except for the beginning of the standard letter, the first two sentences explain the purpose of the letter, and because it is empty after that.

In the three lines, there is also a misspelled word and a wrong use of a fixed collocation.

Pei Zhe wanted to laugh, so he didn't remind Jiang Yunqi how to sit at this time, and stood behind Jiang Yunqi and smiled softly.

Jiang Yunqi immediately sat up straight and clenched his pen tightly.

The hair will be completely dry now, and the movement will be wider and shake with loose ends. Pei Zhe finds that Jiang Yunqi's hair has grown.

"Get a haircut and go back tomorrow?" Pei Zhe reached out and touched the back of Jiang Yunqi's neck.

Jiang Yunqi didn't look back, and always nodded first to Pei Zhe's words, and then responded later.

He shook his head when he realized it, "Aunt Song cuts it every time..."

Pei Zhe murmured, and teased him: "Shall I cut it for you?" With his hand still resting on the back of Jiang Yunqi's neck, he made a scissors gesture with two fingers, and measured the excess hair.

"No." Without even thinking about it, this was purely a reaction to being fooled once.

Pei Zhe smiled and said nothing.

Jiang Yunqi looked back at him, did not speak, his eyes were wet, and turned back after two glances.

During the few seconds they stared at each other, Pei Zhe wanted to tease him again inexplicably, and his tone was obvious, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Why not."

As soon as Jiang Yunqi turned his attention back to because, he heard Pei Zhe ask him, turned his head again, and said seriously: "Your cut is not as good as Aunt Song. Aunt Song won't let me cut it for you either."

——I always feel that the last sentence is the key.

Pei Zhe thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement: "It was like this at first..." The tone was quite ordinary.His gaze stayed on the back of Jiang Yunqi's neck, and he said solemnly, "Just practice a few more times. Didn't this Aunt Song tell you?" The question was very natural.

Jiang Yunqi was dumbfounded.

Under Pei Zhe's gradually widening smile, Jiang Yunqi realized that he had been tricked.

Not very angry either.

Maybe these conversations are so mundane that it seems like life has always been like this.

Nothing else.

"I have to do my homework." Jiang Yunqi ignored Pei Zhe, and turned to tangle because.

"Don't do it, go to bed early."

Pei Zhe took away Jiang Yunqi's composition paper, "Think about it on the plane tomorrow", looked at the topic again, and said in the tone of a leader checking his subordinates: "'I hope the library will add a movie screening room'—is it that difficult?"

"..."

Jiang Yunqi pursed his lips, didn't talk to him, stood up to pack his schoolbag, halfway through packing, he opened the water glass and took a few sips of water.

There is a feeling of hanging him.Pei Zhe added knowingly, "Think about it together tomorrow."

"I do it myself."

Jiang Yunqi took back the paper from Pei Zhe, with a correct attitude: "The final exam next week, brother Pei will help me think too?"

Pei Zhe was speechless.However, there was no sign of being choked on his expression, and he remained as calm as ever.

I sleep in the same bed, although the one-week "sleeping with me" period has passed.

Compared with Jiang Yunqi's entangled and complicated thoughts, Pei Zhe was straightforward, pulled the quilt over the two of them, turned off the light and lay down, without a word of nonsense throughout.

Darkness invisibly magnifies something.A closed door was never noticed, and now, the door is opened a little bit, but the key is not in his hands.

Close your eyes, and Jiang Zhenghe appears in front of you.

Instead of the sinister one-armed look a few hours ago, Jiang Yunqi saw a lot of Jiang Zhenghe at once, those who sneered cruelly, those who were unpredictable, and those who applauded loudly.

As the pace of training accelerated, the sound of gun explosions approached.

The Jiang family seems to be in some kind of trouble.More and more people died in the base that was transferred every few days. They urgently needed fresh blood to perform more tragic tasks.

One day, Jiang Zhenghe brought a bald middle-aged man who was fully armed and looked fierce.The bald man was half covered in blood, not his own.The military boots are covered with layers of muddy moss marks, the automatic rifle is stuck in front of him, and the muzzle and barrel of the gun reflect excessive friction arcs.

Jiang Yunqi recognized it as the G36 type, which was the only type of zero-flare muzzle gun they could get at that time, which was very suitable for hiding and ambush.

Jiang Zhenghe called him big brother.

The middle-aged man turned his gaze over a group of them one by one, ruthlessly, and then pointed out four or five people, Jiang Yunqi was the last one.

Jiang Zhenghe stopped it.

"He is very talented, let's stay. Big brother."

Jiang Yunqi was left behind.

Those children who were pointed out later never came back.

Later, every once in a while, children will be sent away.There was no news after that.

Jiang Yunqi was left behind again and again, and Jiang Zhenghe personally took him and taught him how to identify the type of gun, how to erase traces on the way, how to ambush and snipe, and how to be a perfect killer.

There is also poker positioning.

A common pastime for soldiers, a small poker card can determine the destination based on the color, number, and edge corners.The importance of spades, hearts, clubs, and diamonds decreases in turn.

Jiang Zhenghe deliberately selected a few children who were the same age as Jiang Yunqi and performed similarly, and taught them poker positioning so that they could quickly convey information in future follow-up without being discovered.

In the end, only Jiang Yunqi learned it.

Jiang Yunqi closed his eyes, indifferently feeling the ecstasy in his memory again, and quietly clenched the hand resting on his side, the pain from his shoulder was forcibly distracted by him.

Jiang Zhenghe's increasing favor made his companion who was extremely jealous of him no longer able to bear it.

During a field exercise, he went to the correct destination with the poker cards given by Jiang Zhenghe. Halfway, he was stabbed by his surrounding companions.

They took away the playing cards and all the things that Jiang Zhenghe gave him.

The dagger was cold and sharp, and the moment it stabbed into the abdomen, severe pain suddenly spread through a long memory!

Jiang Yunqi opened his eyes, and tried his best to restrain his panting in a low voice.

The double reality brought dizziness for a moment, and the forehead was already dripping with cold sweat.Jiang Yunqi stared at the dark ceiling, his whole body stiffened.

Pei Zhe looked at Jiang Yunqi who would stare straight at him, and wondered what he thought of again, but as before, Jiang Yunqi controlled himself very well.

Thinking of the past Jiang Yunqi, the shadow of the past gradually appeared on his body.

Calm and self-control, good at concealment.

After a long silence, Pei Zhe reached out and hugged him in front of him.

The familiar body temperature surrounded him, Jiang Yunqi paused, his heart relaxed.Subconscious dependence and trust are like the clear sunshine breaking through the hazy rainforest, shining on the face through the gap, the heat is suitable, and the impression is beautiful.

After a while, Jiang Yunqi said in a hoarse voice, "Brother Pei, I'm fine."

After a while, Pei Zhe said "hmm".

Jiang Yunqi couldn't see Pei Zhe.

Pei Zhe lowered his head and kissed Jiang Yunqi heartily. In Jiang Yunqi's perception, he only felt that Pei Zhe was holding him tightly.

"Brother Pei..."

"Ah."

"A little tight..."

Jiang Yunqi laughed in a low voice, and after a while he gradually noticed something unusual.

In Pei Zhe's worry, there seemed to be fear.

It's a different fear from him.

Jiang Yunqi was a little sad, thought for a while, and said in a relaxed tone: "I'm fine, Brother Pei, I know it's over. Now it's like watching a movie."

Pei Zhe didn't speak.

"What do you want to do back home?" A few minutes later, Pei Zhe asked amid the interlaced breathing of the two.

The drowsiness faded away one by one, Jiang Yunqi closed his eyes and felt sleepy, "Doing homework..."

"Do you still want to go to school?"

Pei Zhe's voice sounded easy to speak, and his tone was low and soft. It seemed that even if Jiang Yunqi said he didn't want to take the college entrance examination as before, Pei Zhe would be able to help him complete all the procedures by turning around.

This time it was Jiang Yunqi's turn to be shocked.

The confused mind that was dozing off suddenly woke up.

Jiang Yunqi broke free from Pei Zhe at once, turned over and sat up, looked at Pei Zhe in the dark, with a puzzled face, and said aggrievedly: "I will study hard..."

Pei Zhe stared at Jiang Yunqi, and said after a while, "I want to make you happier."

Jiang Yunqi's eyes lit up, this would be purely a scum reaction.

But a few seconds later, Jiang Yunqi shook his head resolutely, and said seriously: "Brother Pei, don't you always talk about what to do at your age? I think my age is suitable for school."

Pei Zhe was stunned, never expecting that the past preaching would fall on him one day.

Pei Zhe closed his eyes and smiled, "Well, it's pretty good."

"Go back and do your homework."

"Hmm!" Jiang Yunqi lay down again, patted his chest for a while, and muttered in an escaped tone: "I thought it was because I was too poor at studying, brother Pei, you can't stand it...or it's Teacher Liu What did I tell you..."

Pei Zhe smiled, "Sometimes I can't stand it..."

Jiang Yunqi turned his head and glared angrily.

Pei Zhe opened his eyes and looked at him with gentle eyes, "Do you want to hug? Relax this time."

"...Yes." Jiang Yunqi held his breath and entered.

The next day the police came again at breakfast, handed Pei Zhe a document, and talked for a while in the room.

Jiang Yunqi ate his breakfast and sat reciting vocabulary words, shaking his legs and waiting for Pei Zhe.

When everything is settled, it will be a little late before the time to book the flight ticket.

Pei Zhe never procrastinated in his work, and his thinking was orderly. He packed his luggage, asked Jiang Yunqi to eat another piece of bread, and then led the people downstairs.

This time there was a car to take them to the airport.

By the time Jiang Yunqi finished stuffing the bread bit by bit, Pei Zhe had already returned four or five phone calls. Even so, Pei Zhe could still remind Jiang Yunqi to take the vocabulary book with his eyes when he got off the car.

"How much have you carried?"

While waiting for the call to connect, Pei Zhe asked Jiang Yunqi, "When you get in the car, you have to memorize 43 pages. How can it be 40 pages? Memorize two pages and forget two pages? How do you spell interpret? What does it mean?"

Suddenly he regretted not promising Pei Zhe not to go to school yesterday.

His memory seemed to be learning this poorly - very poorly.

This will be asked by Pei Zhe one after another, Jiang Yunqi is a little annoyed, so he directly lowers his face and walks to the front.

There wasn't much trouble on the plane.

Jiang Yunqi was thinking about a small English homework, and Pei Zhe helped him think of two points. Jiang Yunqi refused to accept it, and wanted to use what he came up with, so Pei Zhe let him go.

It was a two-hour flight, and we arrived home just in time for lunch.

When I got off the plane, I talked with Aunt Song on the phone, and said that the meal was already ready, and I could eat it when I came back. It was Jiang Yunqi's favorite food.

Jiang Yunqi was suddenly very hungry.

Pei Zhe saw it, and said seriously: "Breakfast is not delicious, it's so slow to eat a piece of bread. I haven't finished the milk yet, have I? I saw it."

Jiang Yunqi ignored him.

Standing at the door of the house, listening to the sound of Aunt Song rushing over to open the door, Jiang Yunqi suddenly realized that what happened, what didn't happen, or what was about to happen seemed to be unimportant at this moment—he returned home.

Pei Zhe looked down at Jiang Yunqi, stroked his hair, and said softly, "Welcome home."

Jiang Yunqi curled his lips and smiled.