An atmospheric crown slowly stopped next to Guan Qingyao's motorcycle, the window glass rolled down, and Zhao Jianqi showed her head from inside.

He looked at Guan Qingyao, who was still sitting on the motorcycle, and asked very indifferently, "Yaoyao, why are you still dressed up, you look good, what are you going to do?"

Zhao Jianqi's smile was warm, Si Swenwen, and Wu Hou couldn't help but be happy when he saw it, but he remembered that the man who was driving the car was the one he asked him to sign on the paper.

Zhao Jianqi looked at Guan Qingyao, the girl applied a little powder, and her black hair fluttered in the cold wind of the winter evening, which was beautiful. I have to say that Guan Qingyao is also a beauty, not as graceful and feminine as other Jiangnan girls, she has an extra heroic spirit on her body, and the two are just right to reflect in one person, which is really beautiful.

"I'm going to dinner with my friends. Guan Qingyao looked at Zhao Jianqi and replied.

Zhao Jianqi looked at Wu Hou at this time, it was not that he didn't see Wu Hou, in fact, before the car opened the gate, he saw Wu Hou and recognized this kid, but he was pretending, pretending to be nothing, pretending not to take Wu Hou in his eyes.

"Hey, it's you kid, what's the matter?" Zhao Jianqi didn't open which pot to mention.

Wu Hou looked at Zhao Jianqi with a gloomy face, faintly unhappy, but still replied, "Quit it, quit very well, it's clean." ”

Zhao Jianqi sat in the car and pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, but there was no trace of a smile in his eyes, and he looked at Wu Hou meaningfully. Wu Hou was frightened by his momentum, and immediately stared at Zhao Jianqi, and the two looked at each other like this, neither of them looked away first, and no one blinked first, as if whoever looked away first, or blinked, would lose.

Two men, one big and one small, one in a suit and leather shoes, one in a down jacket and jeans, one holding the steering wheel in his hand, the other holding a knife in his hand, one in the car, and the other on the side of the road, confronted each other like this, and neither showed weakness to each other.

In the end, Zhao Jianqi was the first to be the first to bear it, couldn't control her eyelids and blinked, and then her eyes looked elsewhere, no longer looking at Wu Hou's eyes. When he saw Wu Hou's knife, he sneered and said, "What are you doing with this?

Wu Hou was silent and slowly received the knife behind him.

Who knew that Zhao Jianqi suddenly unbuckled his seat belt at this time, opened the car door and walked down, and said coldly, "You are illegally carrying controlled knives, I need to bring you into the station now, I hope you cooperate." As he spoke, he moved to grab Wu Hou's shoulder.

Is there such a lame excuse to bully people? Isn't it obvious that he can't get along with Wu Hou, Wu Hou won't be able to see it? Of course he can see it, so he took a step back, so that Zhao Jianqi didn't catch himself with one hand.

Zhao Jianqi was about to approach again, and Guan Qingyao, who was already very unhappy on the side, was furious, "Zhao Jianqi, are you looking for trouble?"

Facing Wu Hou is one attitude, but in the face of Guan Qingyao, Zhao Jianqi has another attitude.

"No, no. Zhao Jianqi replied to Guan Qingyao and said, "Actually, I'm joking with him, scaring and scaring him, don't take it seriously." As he spoke, he looked at Wu Hou with a smile.

Wu Hou cautiously looked at Zhao Jianqi, who was smiling at him again, and did not let down his guard in his heart. The hostility between male animals can often be felt just by feeling, and Wu Hou can feel it with his own feelings, Zhao Jianqi was not joking with himself just now, so he still looked at Zhao Jianqi with a smile on his face indifferently, and he didn't show favor at all.

Guan Qingyao said dissatisfiedly, "Are you joking like that?"

Zhao Jianqi looked at Guan Qingyao as if she was flattering, blinked her eyes, and whispered, "Don't be angry, how can I be serious with him, right?" "At the same time, I was thinking to myself, how could I be inferior to this little brat.

Wu Hou sneered, the meaning of contempt was obvious, Zhao Jianqi slashed Wu Hou with his eyes, and then asked Guan Qingyao with a smile, "What are you going to do here?"

"Can you manage it?" Guan Qingyao glanced at him.

Zhao Jianqi shouted in a long tone, "Yaoyao, why do you talk to me like this, it makes me sad, how can I say that I am also your deputy director." ”

In a word, there is a coquettish meaning, a deterrent meaning, Wu Hou couldn't help but glance at Zhao Jianqi again, it was the first time I had seen such a young director.

Guan Qingyao said, "What's wrong with the director? What are you going to do now? What am I going to do, I want you to take care of it? Hurry up, don't bother me, this is not in the unit compound, I may really beat you up!"

Guan Qingyao, who was beautiful and bright, said such a fierce sentence, which made Wu Hou dumbfounded.

Zhao Jianqi smacked her mouth in embarrassment, maybe she was really afraid that Guan Qingyao would beat him, so she really returned to the car honestly, simply said goodbye to Guan Qingyao, and drove away.

Looking at this, Guan Qingyao usually doesn't move towards him less, Wu Hou smiled and thought so in his heart.

The car had already driven beyond the sight of the two, Guan Qingyao breathed a sigh of relief, went to see Wu Hou, saw that Wu Hou was laughing, and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Wu Hou pointed in the direction where Zhao Jianqi left, "Laugh at your deputy director, in front of you, such a faceless person, haha." ”

Guan Qingyao also smiled, and tactfully covered her grinning mouth, so that Wu Hou could not see her front teeth, and manually made a smile without showing her teeth.

"Tell me, what are you going to invite me to eat?" asked Guan Qingyao with a smile.

Wu Hou asked rhetorically, "Say, what do you want to eat?"

The eldest girl sitting on the motorcycle, holding her chin with one hand, frowned and thought for a while, and replied, "I don't have anything special to eat, so it's better to eat Western food." ”

Wu Hou immediately had a headache when he heard this, and wondered if the money given by the master was enough, the hotel where he invited Mai Wenxiang to dinner before could be gone, there was still a membership card there, but the money had been used up, and now Wu Hou had no money to recharge it, so he was a little heartbroken.

At this time, Guan Qingyao said to herself, "No, Western food is so troublesome, small knives and small forks are used to grind and chirp, not happy, I think we should go eat Sichuan food, spicy and enjoyable." ”

Wu Hou hurriedly nodded and said, "Okay, let's go eat Sichuan food!"

"Get in the car, I'll take you. Guan Qingyao smiled and asked Wu Hou to get in the car.

Wu Hou didn't see anything outside, so he directly supported Guan Qingyao's shoulders and stepped into the back seat of the motorcycle with one leg. With Wu Hou coming up, the height of the small motorcycle was greatly reduced, and the tires were also deflated a lot, Guan Qingyao couldn't help asking, "Why are you so heavy?"

Wu Hou, who was sitting in the back, scratched his head unnaturally, stretched out one foot and shook it, but he didn't tell the secret after all. Practicing this kind of thing, it's better not to talk about it casually, although Wu Hou knows in his heart that Guan Qingyao is a martial artist like himself.

"It must be heavy, I'm such a big man, tall and handsome. Wu Hou explained solemnly, "I, my body bones are one hundred and sixty catties, this knife is forty catties at least, and in addition to being handsome, add two hundred catties, do you say it is heavy?"

Guan Qingyao, who was back on the motorcycle, glanced back with her eyes, controlled the throttle clutch with both hands, and the motorcycle started slowly, she looked ahead again, and said, "You are really as good as your name." ”

"What do you mean?" Wu Hou asked, wondering.

"Wu Hou Wu is thick, thick and thick-skinned. Guan Qingyao replied with a smile.

Wu Hou was stunned, and laughed along.

On the road when it gets dark, a girl, riding a motorcycle, with a young man behind, the two of them are like old friends for many years, talking and laughing along the way, and they will not feel restrained because they have only met twice.

Today's young people are very strange, some people who get along day and night are full of care, and some people who have met once or twice, but they can keep it firmly in their hearts. Every time Wu Hou thought of the mantra that Guan Qingyao said to himself, he was more or less worried about this heroic girl, and Guan Qingyao also felt inexplicably that she always had to stand in front of Wu Hou beautifully.

Some things are already on their way to come quietly and silently.

The bad weather in the middle of the afternoon indicates a rain or a snowfall, and when night falls, it really snows, and the small snowflakes fall from the sky before they are formed, and the dense snowflake petals can be seen at a glance from the street lamps of passing vehicles, falling from the sky in a wavering manner, as if someone is scattering them one by one overhead.

Guan Qingyao had a helmet on the car, and when she was waiting for the traffic light, Wu Hou picked up the helmet and put it on Guan Qingyao, afraid that she would catch a cold from the snow, and Wu Hou, just behind the motorcycle in the snow, pestle his head, not afraid of the cold.

"Are you cold?" Guan Qingyao asked Wu Hou.

Wu Hou replied, "It's not cold." ”

But Guan Qingyao still said melancholy, "It would be nice to have a four-wheeled car that can be closed, so you don't have to worry about wind and rain." ”

Wu Hou didn't have any concept of cars, so he smiled and said, "Two wheels and four wheels, not all are the same, if you really run, you may not be faster than us." ”

Indeed, with the current strength of the two of them, if they run wildly with all their might, the speed is more than 100 miles above the top of the car.

The green light turned on, Guan Qingyao started the small motorcycle, and started again, she shook her head when she started, trying to shake off the snowflakes on the helmet windshield, but the snowflakes had stuck to it and couldn't shake it off. When Wu Hou saw this, he was afraid that it would affect Guan Qingyao's sight, so he stretched out his hand from behind and wiped it for her.

After riding for a while, Guan Qingyao took Wu Hou to a small alley, there were no eye-catching high-rise buildings around, and the tallest building was only four or five floors, which was still the old community before. Everything here looks very rustic, but there is a big gap with the modernization of those prosperous areas, but it is more like an urban village.

"Where is this?" Wu Hou, who got off the motorcycle, looked around, and there was a stranger everywhere he looked.

Guan Qingyao, who parked the car, smiled and replied, "My house is near here, look at the building over there, my house is there." Guan Qingyao pointed to a small five-story building not far away.

Wu Hou looked at it, nodded, and turned his gaze to the alley again.

The street is deserted outside, because there are few pedestrians on the snowy road, but this alley in the alley is full of people and lively.

There are not only places to eat in the alley, but also teahouses, mahjong rooms, and dance halls. There is also a sign that says Blind Massage, the façade of traditional Chinese medicine bones, the door is hung with colorful flashing lights, and there are several women with heavy makeup sitting in the house, the color of the lights is sluggish, ambiguous, and makes people want to get into the wrong.

This is a mixed dark area of the city, on the edge of the new district, where the wanderers and those who live here are all families with average family conditions, or even inferior to the average poor households. It is not difficult to see from this that Guan Qingyao's family is not very wealthy.

When Wu Hou thought of this, he looked at Guan Qingyao in wonder, with a questioning face, and after Guan Qingyao found Wu Hou's suspicious look, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Wu Hou thought for a while and asked, "You live so far away, and you still have to go to the West Lake to feed the cats?"

"Yes, but there have been fewer recently, it's cold, and the staff of the scenic spot have placed a home for the kittens, so you can rest assured. Guan Qingyao grinned with satisfaction, "Let's go, don't you want to invite me to dinner, there is an authentic Sichuan restaurant here, delicious and inexpensive." ”

Guan Qingyao took the lead in walking towards the alley, Wu Hou followed behind, looking left and right along the way, this kind of small street in front of him, even in the small city of his hometown, is not easy to encounter, I didn't expect a huge Hangzhou city, there is such a place.

A few children crouching on the side of the road, each holding a torch in their hands, waved it in the air, and kept burning the snowflakes into water droplets and falling to the ground. Not far from them was a supermarket with a thick pile of flammable cardboard boxes stacked at the door.

When Guan Qingyao saw this, she sternly shouted to a few children, "What kind of fire is playing on the street, quickly extinguish it and go home!"

When several children heard Guan Qingyao's reprimand, they were so frightened that they hurriedly inserted the torch into the stagnant water on the ground, but because the snow was not big, there was not much stagnant water, and the fire was not completely extinguished, but the children did not have time to extinguish the fire thoroughly, so they turned their heads and ran away in a panic, shouting while running, "The tigress is back, run, the tigress is back, run." ”

Wu Hou saw this scene and laughed unconsciously, Guan Qingyao glanced at Wu Hou with an embarrassed face, and then glared angrily at the figures of several children.

Then the two continued to walk forward, chatting all the way, and occasionally someone greeted Guan Qingyao, it seemed that she knew quite a few people around here.

Walking to the door of a Sichuan restaurant, Guan Qingyao took Wu Hou inside, and sat down at a random table. The waiter was a man, the boss and the chef, who was leaning behind the counter to listen to the commentary, and when he saw someone coming, he got up and walked over with a small notebook, and said with a hearty smile, "Yaoyao, come to eat?"

It seems that Guan Qingyao knows this boss.

Guan Qingyao replied with a smile, "Yes, my friend invited me to dinner, so I brought him here." ”

The boss seemed to be very happy, and said: "Hey, others invite you to dinner, you still take care of my business, and you bring friends all the way here, it's really sensible." ”

"Hey, hey. Guan Qingyao laughed, glanced at Wu Hou, and then took the small notebook in the boss's hand and began to write down the name of the dish.

The boss said to Guan Qingyao, who was writing on the table, "Your father just left for a long time, and he lost an afternoon, if it wasn't for the snow, he wouldn't have left." ”

Guan Qingyao, who bowed her head and wrote, didn't raise her head, and said, "I'm stupid to death, and I still come to you every day to play chess, I really can't get tired of losing." ”

After the name of the dish was written, Guan Qingyao returned the small book to the boss, and the boss took the small book and said: "Your father played chess well, but unfortunately he met my General Yang, a mountain is higher than a mountain, haha." "The boss seems to be very confident in his chess skills.

Guan Qingyao flattered, "Yes, Uncle Yang plays chess, and that's at the level of a national player." ”

The boss who was holding the small notebook turned around and dropped a sentence, "How can a person who plays chess on the street boast that he is a national player, alas, you kid, sour me again." So saying, he went into the kitchen.

Guan Qingyao withdrew her gaze from the kitchen and turned her head to face Wu Hou.

Wu Hou looked at the busy boss in the kitchen in confusion and said, "General Yang, who is fighting?"

Guan Qingyao burst out laughing and explained, "His name is General." ”

Wu Hou was silent, scratched his nose and came to his senses and said, "No wonder you always win, General!"

After talking for a while, Guan Qingyao's eyes fell on the non-return knife that Wu Hou put on the table, and asked, "You also practice knives?"

"yes. Wu Hou asked, "You also practice?"

Guan Qingyao snorted, picked up the non-return knife, looked at it carefully, and then pulled it out and put it under the light to carefully observe the crystal clear blade.

"The knife is good, the best of the best. Guan Qingyao took the knife in her hand and threw it into the air a few times, saying, "It's just that the weight is too light, and it's too uncomfortable to use forty or fifty catties." ”

Wu Hou looked at Guan Qingyao like a melon, so much so that he didn't know that the boss would bring the prepared dishes.

General Yang put down the dishes, and put a warm pot of Huadiao wine on the table with his other hand, and did not forget to say, "It's cold, and the hot pot of wine will warm you up." ”

Guan Qingyao replied with a smile, "Thank you, Uncle Yang." General Yang didn't thank him, but returned to the back of the counter and listened to his commentary.

Guan Qingyao gave the dishes and chopsticks to Wu Hou, and warmly poured a bowl of Huadiao wine for each other.

Wu Hou was absent-minded and muttered, "How many catties does your knife weigh?"

"A hundred pounds. Guan Qingyao picked up a piece of bright fat with chili oil on the outside, and her tone was flat.

When Wu Hou heard this, he secretly stuck out his tongue and said in his heart, I thought you were a female man, and the child called you a dominatrix, it seems that you are really a tiger girl.

Seeing Wu Hou staying there, Guan Qingyao chewed the meat in his mouth and said, "Why don't you eat it?"

Wu Hou picked up the chopsticks and ate with Guan Qingyao.

An ordinary dinner, under the dim incandescent light, young men and women talked and laughed. There was less and less Huadiao wine in the pot, and the girl's cheeks became redder and redder, and she looked delicate in the light.

Wu Hou, who was also a little drunk, looked at the woman in front of him who was five or six years older than him, her mouth was full of greasy, and there were a few grains of rice stuck to the corners of her mouth. Wu Hou's mind was a little hazy, he took out a tissue from the table, crossed the entire table, and helped Guan Qingyao wipe his mouth.

Guan Qingyao stood on the spot, and General Yang, who was squinting behind the counter and listening to the commentary, suddenly smiled at the corner of his mouth. Wu Hou was a little embarrassed and said, "You have rice grains in your mouth." ”

Guan Qingyao lowered her head with a red face, touched the corners of her mouth, and whispered, "Thank you." ”

Wu Hou's mood suddenly brightened, and he smiled: "I also have to thank you." ”

The two of them knew the magic of that mantra, and Guan Qingyao, who had eaten a full stomach, put down the dishes and chopsticks and asked, "Is the poison really quit?"

Wu Hou nodded, and said meaningfully, "That poison is quit, but now it seems that I have been poisoned by something else." ”

"What poison?" Guan Qingyao asked with a glare, as if there was no poison that she couldn't quit without the mantra she taught Wu Hou.

Wu Hou sat across the table, smiling without saying a word.