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Zhan Weiyang didn't speak.
Pei Qing said, "You can drink it slowly, and you can go to the toilet when you get to the airport." After that, he asked Zhan Weiyang, "Do you want to drink?"
Zhan Weiyang just nodded.
Pei Qing stretched out a hand towards the back.
Zhan Weiguang reluctantly handed the bag to him, and when he received it, he handed it to Zhan Weiyang and said, "Drink slowly and pay attention to safety."
Zhan Weiyang took it over happily. He took a sip first, looked at Pei Qing, and asked, "Do you want to drink?"
Pei Qing asked the car to keep up with the car in front of him, looking straight ahead, and asked casually, "Is it delicious?"
Zhan Weiyang immediately handed the straw to Pei Qing's mouth.
Pei Qing did not refuse, took a sip, and said, "Well, it's delicious."
Zhan Weiyang smiled and said, "Yes."
Chapter 63
Zhan Weiguang sat in the back row and looked at them. He suddenly felt that Zhan Weiyang's reliance on Pei Qian was a little too much, which made him feel uncomfortable, but he couldn't say what was going on.
So he shouted: "Zhan Weiyang." His tone was not very good, his voice was a little low.
When Zhan Weiyang heard it, he didn't want to pay attention to him. He just lowered his head slightly, and sipped the milk tea with his straw in his mouth. He still remembered that Pei Qing told him to drink it slowly.
Zhan Weiguang took out a packaged straw from the bag under his feet, stretched out his hand and knocked on Zhan Weiyang's head.
Zhan Weiyang turned his head and glared at him, still not talking to him, and turned his head back again.
When Pei Qing drove the car to the airport, it was almost half an hour late before the plane arrived, but it wasn't too late. If Zhan Xueqing still had her luggage checked in, she might not be able to come out now.
They parked the car in the parking lot and walked into the terminal building. When Pei Qing was still looking at the display screen to find the exit of Zhan Xueqing's flight number, Zhan Weiyang saw Zhan Xueqing first, and he pulled Pei. With exhausted sleeves, he said, "Sister Qing."
Pei Qing looked up and saw Zhan Xueqing in the middle of the pick-up hall, sitting on top of her suitcase, staring at the floor-to-ceiling glass window and looking out.
Zhan Xueqing is very beautiful, the kind of soft and traditional oriental female appearance, but she has a neat short haircut, wearing a long black down jacket and jeans, and a pair of white sneakers on her feet.
"Zhan Xueqing." It was Zhan Weiguang who called out to her.
Zhan Xueqing turned her head, her eyes first swept across the faces of Zhan Weiyang and Zhan Weiguang, and finally fell on Pei Qing.
Zhan Weiguang walked towards her and asked her, "When did you arrive?"
Zhan Xueqing stood up from the suitcase, pushed the suitcase towards them, and said, "It will be a while."
"Sister Qing." Zhan Weiyang greeted.
Zhan Xueqing walked up to them, smiled at Zhan Weiyang, tiptoed to touch Zhan Weiyang's head, and said, "Has Yangyang grown taller?"
Zhan Weiyang also smiled and nodded: "Well."
At this time, Pei Qing said, "Go home first."
Zhan Xueqing looked at Pei Qing and asked him, "Are you having fun here?"
Pei Qing said, "It's good."
Zhan Weiguang stretched out his hand to take Zhan Xueqing's suitcase, turned around and walked outside, saying, "I think there will be traffic jams later, so let's go."
The others followed.
At the parking lot, Zhan Weiguang put Zhan Xueqing's suitcase into the trunk, and then Pei Qing drove the car, Zhan Weiyang sat in the co-pilot, and Zhan Xueqing sat with Zhan Weiguang in the back.
Zhan Weiguang handed the milk tea he bought to Zhan Xueqing and said, "I bought it for you."
Zhan Xueqing reached out to take it and said, "Did you come so late just to buy milk tea?"
Zhan Weiyang's milk tea hasn't been finished, and he was going to continue drinking it. Hearing Zhan Xueqing's words, he paused and looked back.
Zhan Weiguang said, "No, it's a traffic jam."
Zhan Xueqing inserted the straw into the cup, took a sip of the milk tea that had not cooled down completely, and said, "Who knows if it's true or not?"
Zhan Weiguang said: "If you don't want to drink it, come back. I ran so far to pick you up and buy you milk tea. You have so many opinions."
Zhan Xueqing looked at him: "I haven't seen each other for so long, and you didn't treat me better." After that, she said to the front row, "Really, Pei Qing?"
Pei Qing started the car, slowly lined up to drive out of the parking lot, and said in a flat tone, "traffic jam."
Zhan Xueqing and Zhan Weiguang are the same year. Strictly speaking, Zhan Weiguang is a few months older, but they usually call each other by name, and they don't feel like brothers and sisters.
On the contrary, Zhan Xueqing called Pei Qing's name directly, which made Zhan Weiguang feel a little strange. He recalled it and found that he couldn't remember how he called Pei Qing last time when Zhan Xueqing and Pei Qing appeared together.
Still stuck in traffic on the way back.
Zhan Weiguang and Zhan Xueqing were in the back row, each lowering their heads and playing with their phones.
Pei Qing turned on the radio and glanced over Zhan Weiyang's face. Seeing that his attention was on the sound of the radio, he said, "Turn the channel yourself."
Zhan Weiyang reached out to tune the radio channel, and another channel was playing popular songs, so he changed another channel and heard Guo Degang's cross talk playing.
At this time, Zhan Xueqing suddenly raised his head and said, "Listen to the song, that station just now."
Zhan Weiyang didn't respond. He wanted to listen to Guo Degang even more. He put his finger on the FM button and looked at Pei Qing.
Pei Qing said, "Listen to whatever you want."
Zhan Weiyang slowly released his fingers and let the channel stay on Guo Degang.
Zhan Xueqing didn't make a sound at the back.
After a while, Zhan Weiyang switched the channel back with some torment in his heart, and heard the slow singing coming from inside, he raised his head and glanced in the rearview mirror, and found that Zhan Xueqing's expression could not be seen from this angle, so he went back Glancing at Pei Qing.
Pei Qing didn't say anything, just smiled.
Although Zhan Weiyang couldn't hear Guo Degang anymore, at least he didn't worry that Zhan Xueqing would be unhappy, so he sat back in peace, leaned his head against the car window and closed his eyes and started dozing off.