"Uncle? Didn't Uncle leave last night? "It's strange, although I was drunk yesterday, I still remember my uncle's insistence on leaving last evening.

"He was also drunk and didn't leave." Qian Annie's words shocked me. Uncle has such a good amount of alcohol, how can he get drunk? Could it be that something happened when I fell asleep later?

Wouldn't it be that Qian Anne didn't forgive her uncle, and her uncle was so sad that he borrowed wine to kill his sorrows? I wanted to ask, but I didn't dare to ask, I was afraid that Qian Annie would blame me for eavesdropping on her father and daughter conversation yesterday.

"Uncle's alcohol consumption is so good, how can he get drunk, are you so happy?" I can only ask tentatively.

"It's not all because of you." The purpose of the temptation was not achieved, but my hand was twisted by Qian Annie, and I got a roll of her eyes. It hurts, my life is so miserable.

"Because of me?" Is Uncle drunk because of me? So he got drunk because he was happy? That's good, as long as his father and daughter are together, I'll be screwed a few more times by Qian Annie.

"He wants to see you before he leaves."

"Let's go, then." Although I don't know what my uncle means, the old man wants to see me, and I absolutely can't refuse. Brother Pig, it seems that I can only call him again, Brother Pig, you have to forgive the little brother, the little brother's big business of picking up girls is not easy, it all depends on your strong loan.

I'm ashamed that this sloppy parasite still has to grow under your nutrients.

In the taxi, Qian Annie sat next to me and did not speak, without the liveliness and noise of the past. It was very quiet.

The driver asked her where she was going, and she just said to drive forward, and the driver was stunned. It's a little strange to look at her, go forward? There is a big pond at the end of the road ahead, so why don't we go down and catch fish and bathe together?

"Where is Uncle now?" Where are you going? I couldn't help but ask her, I had to know the answer right away, or I would have gone on strike soon without looking at the driver's expression.

"Guesthouse." What a devastating answer, of course I knew that my uncle was staying in a hotel. Could it be that you, the daughter, will let your father sleep in the bridge hole?

"Which guesthouse? It can't be Xiaoshan, right? "I guessed.

"Nerves. If he is in Xiaoshan, will you still be able to come back? Qian Annie gave a blank look.

"What do you mean?" Why did I come back and have something to do with my uncle? Could it be that I have to go home with his permission?

"Don't you know you were drunk yesterday?"

"I know."

"You're so drunk that you can't even walk. How can I move you back by myself? ”

"Then do you mean that my uncle knows how to carry the five ghosts?"

"Boring."

"We're all talking, how can we be bored? I just want to adjust the atmosphere, to see if you seem to be a little sullen, is your uncle going back. Are you very sad? ”

This time Qian Anne didn't answer me. Just looked at me and rested his head on my shoulder. I stopped talking, took her hand, and clasped my fingers together. She said softly: "Go to such and such a hotel on such and such a road." ”

After listening to her words, the driver was relieved, slowly raised the speed, and headed towards the destination. I wrapped one hand around her shoulder and held her hand with the other. Let her snuggle up and say nothing. We sat quietly in the car. Looking out the window at the cars running backwards, I enjoyed the rare calm.

The hotel was very close to where we lived, only about ten minutes, and soon the taxi stopped at the door of the hotel, but I found that Qian Annie was asleep, and she fell asleep after a while.

It must have been that she had worked too late last night for me to get drunk, and she hadn't rested well, so she was so sleepy, and I couldn't help but call her.

The driver was about to speak, and I put my finger to my mouth and made a silent motion. Then he wrapped his arms around her and opened his wallet, took out the money, fifty yuan a piece, and gave him it, and then said to him, "You drive the car to the parking space next to it and wait, you don't need to look for it." "If you can't let him drive to save gas money, and you can get money from me, he can also take the opportunity to rest for a while, killing three birds with one stone, the driver is not a fool, of course he has to do it. After taking the money, he began to reverse.

She can be busy for me until midnight, what is the point if I give some money for her? Seeing that she is sleeping so soundly now, but her brow is furrowed, I can't help but feel distressed. Now, if I want to use money to buy her sleep, I will not hesitate to agree, money is something outside the body, and her talent is the most important.

Even I didn't realize that I was willing to give up my money for her, was this still the boy who was struggling in a foreign land in order to download songs to make money, and was willing to let her disappear from my sight?

I don't know, because I don't notice this change myself, and I only have one thought in my head: try not to disturb her and let her sleep more.

But God didn't think so, and just as the driver began to reverse into the hotel parking space, another car drove up and honked its horn. I knew it was going to be bad, and I just wanted to stop it, but she was already woken up. At this point, I really wanted to open the car door and rush up and pull the driver of the car down and beat me up.

"Have you arrived?" When she woke up, she asked me a little hazy.

"Not yet, on the way." I am a white lie, not a deception.

"Why did the car stop?" She's so alert that she even asks about it.

"Traffic jam." In desperation, I found a reason that seemed good.

"Oh, then I'll sleep again, I didn't sleep until one o'clock in the morning last night, I'm so sleepy." Her words confirmed that my guess was correct, and it seemed that I wanted her to sleep more was not wrong.

"Okay, I'll call you when it's time." I whispered to her as my hand around her shoulder gently stroked back and forth on her shoulder, soothing her and telling her to fall asleep quickly.

When she closed her eyes, I was relieved, fortunately she didn't find out, let's let her sleep a little longer, anyway, my uncle is not in a hurry to leave today.

I was thinking about it, but the ear hurt for no reason, and I instinctively touched it with my hand, but I grabbed a hand, and then I saw that she had gotten up and pulled my ear up.

"Ouch, it hurts, let go." In this case, even if it doesn't hurt, you have to cry out for pain quickly. Otherwise, this handle is in the hands of others, and there is a danger of being slaughtered at any time, I will not be so stupid.

"Do you know it hurts, too? I ask you, is this a traffic jam? Is there a traffic jam parked in front of the hotel? She asked me in a gentle voice, pointing to the hotel door outside the car.

But this gentle voice makes me shudder, this damn gentleness. (To be continued.) )