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The Summer That Can't Go Back //92.The Untimely Hand-in-Hand Is Leading the Kids Home (First)

author:Beijing Zixia

That summer that can't go back

Later, I met many people, but they are not you, they will no longer be sad, but there is a shallow regret, regret that in that summer, the teenagers encountered were too amazing, so that the people who appeared later seemed so dull.

92. An untimely hand-holding is to lead the child home

After the two of them finished eating, they drove back to the hotel in Haitang Bay, it was more than ten o'clock in the evening, and the tourists on the street were obviously sparse.

On the way, seeing that Wei Baby was slightly sleepy, Lan Zhan said, "Wei Baby, go to the back and lie down for a while, when I get there, I will call you." ”

"No, I'll accompany you, save you a moment of sleepiness."

"Then you close your eyes."

"Well, let's put on some music."

"Okay."

Soon a < Right Here Waiting Richard Marx > around the carriage.

When he arrived at the hotel, Wei Bao was still asleep.

Lan Zhan did not drive the car into the hotel, but stopped at the side of the road, turned off the music, turned up the air conditioning, and turned sideways to quietly stare at the sleeping Wei Baby.

Xu was stared at by the fire and was a little hot, Wei Baby moved to wake up, saw Lan Zhan's looking at himself, a little embarrassed, lowered his eyes and smiled slightly, and then looked out the window: "Lan Zhan, to the hotel." ”

"Well, go park and go back to rest." Lan Zhan said that he was going to start the car.

"Blue Cham." Wei Baby hurriedly stopped, "Don't go back first, let's go to the beach for a walk, how deep is the sea under the night." ”

The two men jumped out of the car and walked side by side toward the sea.

The beach is no longer noisy and lively, and it becomes unusually silent, and the waves rhythmically wash across the shore and make a rushing sound.

The Summer That Can't Go Back //92.The Untimely Hand-in-Hand Is Leading the Kids Home (First)

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The two people did not speak in the sea breeze tacitly, maybe at this moment, if someone takes the initiative to hold the hand of that person, the relationship between them may change, unfortunately, neither of them dares to try, although there are usually some physical contacts, but those may be through jokes, or perhaps some gestures in the conversation, in short, in this hazy atmosphere, everyone is afraid of destroying the beauty of the moment, although I am sure that the relationship between them is very good, but it is good that the brothers still rise to another level, No one dares to guarantee it, nor does it dare to try it easily.

There is a little Wei Baby can confirm that he likes to be with Lan Zhan, even if he is playing games in the room, as long as Lan Zhan is next to him, he feels very down-to-earth, and there is unspeakable joy and sweetness, he feels that this may be that he has no brothers and sisters, from the demolition to the house, he lives alone, although he also goes to his mother to eat, but most of the time is himself, from the courtyard to a single person, he is not adaptable, now there is Lan Zhan, and let him feel the happiness of having a small partner next to him.

Walking along, Wei Baby suddenly turned around, facing Lan Zhan, walking backwards backwards, opening his arms from time to time, his body swaying from side to side, his head slightly raised, and his mouth shouted: "Lan Zhan, I think the sea breeze can lift me up." ”

Looking at the childlike Wei Baby, Lan Zhan's eyes were full of gentle smiles, and he instructed with deep affection: "Be careful, don't fall down." ”

"Lan Zhan, the three Asia-Pacific are beautiful, I am so happy." By the way, you haven't said what you've made. ”

"It's pretty much like yours."

"Cut, what's still secret."

"No secrecy, just let my company's business more and better."

"The businessman's position."

Wei Baby said as he took off his sandals and carried them in his hands, jumping in and out of the sea and the beach.

The Summer That Can't Go Back //92.The Untimely Hand-in-Hand Is Leading the Kids Home (First)

Lan Zhan, holding up his mobile phone, kept taking pictures of Wei Baby's rhythmic posture and a starry smile.

In my heart, I silently read the wish I had just made before the bodhisattva: Baby Wei, may you be happy and happy in this life!

Xu was tired of jumping, Wei Baby sat on the beach with his butt on the beach, patting the sand next to him: "Lan Zhan, come and sit for a while, after going back, it will not be so easy and happy, to resume busy work." Looking at Lan Zhan, who slowly sat down, he continued: "Fortunately, you take care of my business, I am not so tired and tired to find projects, but the surrounding area is full of busy people, and it is difficult to think of not being nervous." ”

Lan Zhan, sitting down next to Wei Baby, said softly to him, "You don't like a busy life, we will occasionally do projects, anyway, the money is enough to spend." In fact, Lan Zhan's meaning at this moment is that he has money, enough for them to spend several lifetimes.

Wei Baby understood the money earned by the previous projects, and then said: "Enough to spend, almost two million, if I am in the original company, it is estimated that I will struggle for at least ten years." ”

Feeling the strength of the man's slight leaning over and the temperature on his body, Wei Infant stopped talking and drew circles on the sand with one hand to hide a trace of tension that had risen in his heart.

After calming down a little, he simply put his hands on his knees, leaned back completely, and put all the weight of his body on the person.

After a while, Wei Baby's two idle hands began to pull the sand to bury his feet, and in a short while, a small sandbag was piled up on Wei Baby's feet.

Wei Baby still wanted to pile up a little higher, but Lan Zhan stopped him: "The sand at night is cold, and the moisture will enter the body from the center of the foot, put on your shoes and go back." ”

Wei Infant looked at the bulging sandbag, still a little unfinished, Lan Zhan stood up and held out his hand to him: "Obey, go." ”

Wei Baby obediently took Lan Zhan's outstretched hand, stood up with a sharp sigh, followed the person leading him, and reluctantly walked toward the car.

Lan Zhan, you hold hands and don't pick the timing, just if you hold hands, it is a kind of romance, and now it is leading the child home.

The Summer That Can't Go Back //92.The Untimely Hand-in-Hand Is Leading the Kids Home (First)

The two of them got into the car, quickly arrived at the parking lot, locked the car on the way to the hotel lobby, Lan Zhan said: "Wei Baby, tomorrow or drive this car, uncle and aunt sit more comfortable, I don't need to anyway." ”

Wei Baby thought for a moment, "Well, okay. I haven't driven it. ”

"Drive slowly, don't worry about scratching, but pay attention to safety."

"Got it. My mother was shocked to see this car, and estimated that she would have to take a photo or something. ”

Talking, entering the elevator, all the way to the floor of Lan Zhan's room, Wei Baby walked in without any sense of violation.

Next, take a bath and wash clothes, wrap the bathrobe and climb onto the bed, then hand the bathrobe to someone to hang up, sneak out of the bed by yourself, Wei Baby did it in one go, until he found a comfortable position to lie down, and then said in a lazy voice: "It's really sleepy, I slept first, you hurry." After saying that, I closed my eyes and quickly fell asleep.

Lan Zhan finished cleaning himself up, gently lifted the other end of the quilt, and lay down silently.

Perhaps sensing a familiar taste, Wei Baby's head plunged into it, leaning against Lan Zhan's pillow.

Lan Zhan gently lifted Wei Baby's head, pressed the pillow on his side, and then slowly put Wei Baby on it, Wei Baby, who was not sleeping very realistically, was not satisfied with being moved, turned over ass, slippery back just fell into Lan Zhan's arms, Lan Zhan's concentration and concentration, for a while before he let out a breath, moved his body out hard, rolled his throat, gritted his teeth, and then lay down and turned off the light.

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Beijing Zixia, like food, like travel, like that sentence in the crowd to find him thousands of degrees, suddenly look back at the person but in the lights.