[Yeqing] Your courier is already in delivery

At three o'clock in the morning in Beijing, the street lights are off, the traffic disappears, and even the cold air stops, and only the mouth, nose and spleen are reminded of its existence between breaths and breaths.

Wang Ye's courier car was owned by the public, and it was locked at the entrance of the company. He swept a small yellow car, and rode from his house to the alley where Zhuge Qing lived. The cold air in his nose froze it from the inside out. It was so red and itchy that Wang also had to take a breath into his hand, and then put it on his nose to keep warm.The quality of the little yellow car was not good, and the two wheels bumped all the way on the small broken road in the winding alley, making Wang Ye's butt numb for a while.

This section of the road is not far away, and it can be reached within a few minutes of riding, so when Wang also held back the anger of being forced to disturb Huang Qingmeng by Zhuge Qing's small loss, after the series of actions from dressing to riding to the destination were completed in one go, he Looking at the narrow path in front of Zhuge Qing's house that he could walk right with his eyes closed, he stopped at the intersection as if he had finally woken up from a dream.The little yellow car that pulled the brakes made a squeaking sound. Wang also sat on the seat, with his long legs on the cement road and his hands in his pockets. Looking at the small courtyard with lights on, he frowned and thought:

What am I doing here?Why don't you go to sleep, why suddenly get angry with this childish guy.

The question was brought up, but Wang couldn't figure it out.He got off the bicycle, took the thermos cup in the box, and walked towards the gate thinking all the way.

Really unnecessary.As soon as he heard his smug and smug tone, he knew that he was joking about running at night, sacrificing his life and staying up so he made a phone call just to tease himself.

There are still five steps away to the door, and the lights in the main house are almost able to shine on the face through the door and the wall.

You can scold him on the phone, give up according to this person's will, and tell Fu Rong that it's hard to serve me if I pick him up, and then return to the relationship between the courier and the customer, and each has his own way.

The door was right in front of him, and Wang also knocked loudly, causing the dogs nearby to bark twice, stirring up waves in the dark night.

Then the sound made by Zhuge Qing appeared, pulling the door hastily, and ran out in a hurry, pulling the cotton mop and running towards the ear, with obvious panic when he opened the door latch.Wang also took a step back, the door in front of him squeaked in, and Zhuge Qing's face was exposed.

His face was reluctant and sullen, and his mouth was crooked in anger. He lowered his voice and grinned and cursed: "Knock your grandma's legs! Do you think I was complained by neighbors in the middle of the night? "

Wang Ye suddenly laughed, partly because of Zhuge Qing, partly because the question had been answered.

Hey, by the way, I just want to see Zhuge Qing's shriveled face.

"Smile, laugh, what are you laughing at!"

Zhuge Qing raised his eyebrows in annoyance, but he was afraid that his voice would be too loud to disturb the neighbors, and the deliberately low voice made him look weak like a kitten with teeth and claws, which made the smile on Wang Ye's face even bigger.He opened the door, dragged the king into the courtyard, and then closed the door again and unbolted it.

Wang also stood behind him, and the old god was watching Zhuge Qing lose his temper, and teased with a smile: "What kind of door are you closing? I'm going to go for a night run in a while, why don't I go out?"

Zhuge Qing turned around, smiled without showing his teeth, but gritted his teeth a little loudly, and said, "You can do it, old Wang, enough friends. Come as soon as you say it, and the agreed lightning strike can't stop you from sleeping?"

"Isn't this the rare face that Master Zhuge gave me, and would you like to give me an opportunity to develop sports and improve the people's physique with you? What an honor! How dare I not come!" Wang also took Zhuge Qing's shoulders , smiled very cheaply, "It's rare in a thousand years, this year Beijing has no smog or sandstorm for a whole year!"

In terms of talkativeness, Zhuge Qing is naturally not as good as the mouth of Wang Ye, a pure Beijinger. He was speechless and expressed his inner protest and anger by pulling away Wang Ye's hand.But Wang didn't make enough trouble, the hand on his shoulder was pulled away, and he didn't stop talking, adding fuel to the fire with a smile: "Hey, old Qing, where do you want to run? I think it's An alley is enough, big enough, and there is absolutely no one at this point, enough for you to run for an hour or two without taking your comrades away. You don’t have to worry about bumping into others. It’s just that your clothes don’t fit, they’re fluffy , does not absorb sweat, it will definitely get in the way when running, ouch, there are fox ears on the hat..."

The ears were big and soft, and a layer of fine down was very comfortable to touch. Wang Ye's hands lost their rules, and he pinched and touched them.Zhuge Qing couldn't take it anymore, hey, and dodged over to save the hat from Wang Ye's ravages, and glared at him while arranging the hat: "It's so nice to touch, Old Wang? Let me go! My fan gave me the Clothes, this is the only one, if you don’t cherish it, I will still cherish it!”

"Then go in and change quickly!"

"Damn it, old Wang!" Zhuge Qing bit his lip, he seemed to have thought of something, took a deep breath, "Okay, I'm wrong today, I forced you to come out in the middle of the night, bear with you once! Wait, I'll be right out."

"Hmm. Hurry up."

Wang also felt happy in his heart, thinking that Zhuge Qing was still a young man with good roots, but it was just a joke that made him feel ashamed.But he didn't stop Zhuge Qing from feeling guilty, and accepted it with a bit of bad intentions.But looking at his aggrieved little figure, the curvature of his mouth and the laughter in his throat couldn't help but leak out.

Zhuge Qing changed clothes very quickly, and Wang also moved his legs and feet in the middle of the yard a few times. He was still stretching his legs, and he changed into a sportswear and came out.

Wang Ye laughed when he saw it. Zhuge Qing was white, with good facial features, and he could look handsome in a jacket. He changed from an elegant niche to a sports teenager in a second.It's just that the zipper of this man's upper body jacket is so high that half of his face is pulled in, and there are ear protectors on his ears, and his hands are still in his pockets with gloves on, curled up against his body, trembling Shiveringly.It's too cold at first glance, but the ankles are still exposed with just such a pair of feet.

The most important thing was that he was standing in front of his house, and he couldn't come in for a long time. Wang also tilted his head to look, and found that the door behind him was not closed tightly, and there was a leak. This guy was relying on the leaking radiator to keep warm.

"Old Qing! Don't stand there, come here!" Wang Ye shouted with a suppressed smile, "If you think it's cold, hurry up and do some activities, and the activities won't be cold anymore."

"Wait a minute," Zhuge Qing didn't move, his eyebrows were almost twitched, "I'll recall the warm-up exercises that the fitness trainer taught me before."

"Reminiscences, just do some stretching."

"Let me tell you, Lao Wang, if this warm-up activity is not done clearly, accidents are easy to happen in long-distance running. Any kind of split legs, soreness, heartbeat, and rapid heartbeat are easy to appear. If you are not careful, it is easy to cause sudden death. Look at those colleges and universities running eight hundred and one. The sudden death news of thousands of students is caused by not exercising all year round and suddenly increasing the amount of exercise, and not knowing how to warm up before running and stretching after running. I am in the same situation as them now..."

Zhuge Qing said it clearly and logically, but he didn't move his feet.Wang was also so teased by him that he really couldn't hold it anymore, but when he thought of Zhuge Qing's thin-skinned face, if he really laughed, he might immediately turn around and close the door, so it was hard to trick him into exercising once, and he would be ruined before he started moving .So he licked his lips, ran over, pulled the arm that was holding Zhuge Qing to the yard, and persuaded him nicely: "One set after another, nothing can stop your mouth. Yes, yes, You are right. In that case, I will definitely not be able to warm up the system you mentioned, why don't we stop running and do some Tai Chi in the yard as a warm-up, shall we?"

Zhuge Qing glanced at him, nodded reluctantly, and said, "It's fine, you can do a section first and I'll see, I have to think about it, I haven't played for a long time."

"Zhencheng, after talking for a long time, I still don't want to move."

"I don't have it, you play a paragraph to evoke the Tai Chi memories hidden in my body, and I promise to move immediately."

Wang Ye glanced at him, sighed helplessly, and stuffed the thermos cup to Zhuge Qing: "Drink hot water first to warm you up! It's so cold that your ankles are exposed like those little girls, it's so beautiful and freezing."

Zhuge Qing, who was sipping hot water, raised his eyebrows indifferently, ignored his sarcasm, and only urged: "Uncle Wang, start quickly!"

"Okay, then you look after it."

Tai Chi King also fights every day, which is more standard and steady than those uncles on the street.There is no other reason, that is, before becoming a courier, he went to Wudang to be a serious Taoist priest for several years.When I was in high school, I became a monk, because I was tired of the intrigue at home, so I became a monk.In this fast-paced modern life, his behavior is regarded as a maverick, and he caused a lot of trouble at home, but the family still obeyed his heart.Later, because of family affairs, he returned to the secular life, but he didn't want to go around in circles, but he still couldn't get rid of this family completely.Later, after sorting things out, I came here to ask my relationship to be a courier, saying that the price of [-] yuan and [-] yuan was just to create another private plot to escape the things I didn't want to face.

That's why Wang Ye's hair is so long, he doesn't care about money and fame, and he has such a research on health preservation, all of which are cultivated in more than ten years of Taoist life.

He and Zhuge Qing revealed a little bit of these things, and when the man stroked his hair and asked, he said a few words lightly, Zhuge Qing also behaved very lightly, so he let out an "oh" and brushed over.It made Wang a little surprised, but also a little relieved. The two points of feeling are that he realized that his own experience was nothing.

This word is rarely seen in Wang Ye's life. It is rare to see him feel that if there is such a person who can express it to him naturally without any deliberation, Wang will also be able to treat this person as a lifelong friend.

Then, Zhuge Qing appeared.

Tai Chi moves the body and also regulates the mind. The slow and orderly movements allowed Wang to calm down, and some things that made him happy surfaced, and a faint smile unconsciously formed the corner of his mouth.When he returned his attention to the person who came out of his mind, he saw Zhuge Qing tilting his head and looking at him very seriously, his squinted eyes were opened a crack, and the eyeballs followed his movements.

silly.Wang Ye wanted to laugh again, so he held back and shouted: "Do you remember? You have already achieved the third form."

Zhuge Qing was shocked by the shout, straightened his waist, coughed twice, and said, "I think about it, but it might not be coherent."

"It's okay, I can remember it when I get up and do it. What's the use of watching it, the body's memory is still important in the body."

What he said was very reasonable, so Zhuge Qing couldn't refute it, so he could only stand up like a duck on the shelf, and imitated Wang Ye's previous appearance and did a starting posture and the first, second, and third poses.Wang also stood by and watched, smacking his lips while watching.Zhuge Qing did a poor job, like a live video of Caton, you have to stop for a while after doing a few times, think about it before continuing, and it's not standard, when it comes to the fourth move that Wang didn't do, it just stops there , frowning solemnly.

"Forgot?" Wang also asked knowingly.

"...Hmm." Zhuge Qing pursed his lips and had to admit, "It's been a long time since I hit you, and I just watched you quickly remember those few strokes."

Wang didn't blame him, he just leaned forward and put Zhuge Qing back to the original starting position, and stood in front of him, and followed him into the starting position.

"Do you want to show off your face? Just say it if you forget it. It's not that I don't teach you. Follow me now, old Qing."

During the face-to-face teaching, Wang could also notice that Zhuge Qing's breathing had changed, and his eyes were watching his every move.Wang Ye also looked back at Zhuge Qing, but his eyes were squinted, unable to see clearly the emotions inside.

Then Wang also started to move, lunging, retracting his legs, touching the ground, bending his knees, turning left, turning right... After a set of movements, the end is smooth and smooth, with ease, he stopped and looked at Zhuge Qing in a blink of an eye, his limbs were so stiff that he wished to move His hands and feet were changed from Zhuge Qing's.

"Hey, is that how you grab the sparrow's tail? Are you plucking chicken feathers?"

"Can you be soft, soft, why don't you throw your arms out too?"

"People's style is called White Crane Spreading Wings, yours is called Dapeng Spreading Wings and Hating the Sky."

Wang couldn't stand it any longer, and lost several words in a row. Zhuge Qing's face turned white and red, and suddenly his eyes opened and his mouth opened.It was only then that Wang Ye rang the alarm bell. He secretly knew that it was too much, so he quickly leaned forward, crossed his hands and raised his arms, and carried out close-to-body teaching.

As the distance got closer, the correction on the mouth became more three-dimensional and proper. Zhuge Qing's movements became more stable after a few back and forth, and there were fewer mistakes, as if he had the appearance of fighting for several years.It was also at this time that Wang also realized that Zhuge Qing was a little shorter than him, with counterclockwise hair swirls on his head, greenish-black hair, white and clean skin, no acne scars, and a faint fragrance from his body , seems to be some kind of body wash in the market.It smelled so good that Wang Ye couldn't help sniffing twice.

Wang Ye learned the 24 forms of Tai Chi, and even teaching and beating turned the sky from darkness to mist.The cold air on his body also faded away, and Zhuge Qing stopped shivering when he stopped, and the zipper of the jacket retreated to his chest.The last time he played Tai Chi in a row was Wang Ye who sat on the steps in front of the main house and watched Zhuge Qing fight. The slow movements made him feel drowsy, his mouth opened wide and tears came out along with yawns.

Zhuge Qing stopped the momentum, pushed Wang Ye, whose eyelids were halfway down, and said, "Old Wang, Lao Wang, Wang Ye? Don't sleep here, go to sleep in the house."

Wang also rubbed his face, stood up, smacked his mouth twice, and asked, "What time is it?"

"Ten past five."

"I go to work at eight o'clock... OK, I will borrow your house to sleep for a while before I go to work."

The heat from the main house was blowing in, and Wang was so sleepy that even stretching became a slow motion playback.Zhuge Qing didn't sleep all night, and he played Tai Chi for nearly two hours. No matter how good his energy was, he was exhausted. He turned on the heater in the kotatsu, took the pillow on the sofa, and was about to sink in. He drilled, and he was stopped by Wang Ye when he was not halfway through the drill.

"Why are you leaving your own bed alone?"

"I'm so sleepy, I'm too lazy to go there. Besides, what's wrong with the kotatsu, I bought it so that I can sleep at any time."

Wang Ye's eyes widened, and Zhuge Qing's frightened anger said, "What are you thinking! No wonder Fu Rong can't sleep because of being so worried every day. Sleeping on the kotatsu is easy to catch a cold, you know, no, You go to bed for me. You don't have to go to work, you can't miss this moment. "

Zhuge Qing didn't want to argue with him, the meeting would be endless, so he took a step back and asked him instead: "Then where do you sleep? The guest room belongs to Fu Rong, the other study room doesn't have a bed, and the other room belongs to me." .The kotatsu is the most comfortable one to sleep on.”

"Isn't there a sofa here? I can just lay on the sofa for two hours."

Zhuge Qing frowned again. He seemed to disapprove of Wang Ye's decision. He hugged the pillow and thought for a while, and asked Wang Ye to wait a while, and he brought something for him to sleep.

It's not a rare thing, Zhuge Qing pulled out a sleeping bag from the box and chest, the only strange thing is its appearance, with ears and tail - Ari.

The expression is still the squinting smile of that logo.

"Don't sleep on the sofa, it's too uncomfortable." Zhuge Qing stretched out and put Ari's sleeping bag on the ground, "Sleep on this, I will sleep on this when there is no kotatsu, it's more comfortable."

Wang Ye couldn't help himself at this moment. He looked at Zhuge Qing and Ari's sleeping bag dumbfoundedly, and said, "Didn't I tell you how much you like foxes? There are fox products everywhere. You are just like a fox." Why is your favorite animal also a fox?"

"It fits the character design." Zhuge Qing smiled, exactly like Ari, "It's all given by fans, it's cute, so I'll use it."

"Come on, your fans are very lucky to have a star like you." Wang also pushed him to the door of the bedroom, "But let me advise again, if you have a bed, you should sleep on it. Now, go back to the room and sleep."

The alarm clock was set for two hours, and Wang, who was watching Zhuge Qing fall asleep, got into Ali's sleeping bag, and couldn't help but think about Zhuge Qing's funny appearance of a big fox sleeping in a small fox, and why Zhuge Qing was so naturally witty Yes, I almost made up for the days without laughter in the past few years in these few months.

It's killing him.Wang also couldn't stop laughing. In just two hours, Zhuge Qing was wearing a fox suit and screaming around him in his dream.