Ai Dong dreamed of Xu Zhou again that night, a tall and handsome boy, he was sweating hot after playing football, and the sweat dripped from his wheat-colored skin. He shouted, "Xiaodongdong, where are you going?"
Then the thick arms pulled him over like a chicken, tightly wrapped around his neck, and smiled cheekily, "You boy, you don't have to be so sullen if you failed the exam, right? Like a girl."
...like a bitch.
As soon as Xu Zhou in the dream said such words, Ai Dong woke up from the dream, wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, and sat on the bed panting.
The love for that person is his secret, he has always kept it well hidden, and put it somewhere in his heart, waiting for time to bury those inexplicable love, let it rot, and then one day he can meet someone A woman, two people raise a dog together, give birth to a child, and life goes by like this.
But after working hard for a long time, it seems that there is no way to do it, at least he can't do it in his dream.
With his heart pounding, Ai Dong got out of bed wiping his sweat, walked to the cabinet, and took out the rosewood-colored wedding invitation on the top. The beautifully printed letters hurt people's eyes.
I sincerely invite you and your family to come to the perfect encounter between Mr. Xu Zhou and Miss Lin Dai.
Ai Dong pulled a slight wry smile, and gently stroked the groom's face on the back with his hands. He was also smiling, embracing the bride in his arms with the hands that circled his neck back then. Finally, he did not look like a big boy in his memory. A mature, stable and responsible man.
Ai Dong glanced at the wedding invitation blankly, murmured "Damn", stuffed the wedding invitation back to the old place, and lay back down to sleep dejectedly.
Ai Dong drank red wine at Xu Zhou's wedding, and the old classmate sitting next to him pointed at him and sneered, shaking his index finger and laughing, "Look at Dongzi, hey, he's drunk enough to stare at him. Look at Zhouzi's wife."
"This bachelor just can't see a woman. Hey, I said Dongzi, my brother's wife can't see it, and Zhouzi can't poke you blind."
"Come on, why don't I know Dongzi's old bachelor's thoughts? I'm greedy when I see women. Zhouzi's wife has three months of belly. As for Zhouzi, he has a house, a car, a wife and a son. We have to understand Dongzi. Long live the understanding!"
Dizzy, Dongzi held the big hand nicknamed "Doudou" next to him in a daze, and thanked him with his tongue out, "Doudo, you still understand me. I hate that bastard Zhouzi. Help the poor to show their happiness in front of the poor, damn it. You can’t beat him in a running race, you can’t catch up with a woman, you can’t give birth to a son, you don’t want to hit your brother like this... "
Ai Dong drank heavily, staggered, covered his stomach and went to the bathroom to drain the water. Just about to zip up his pants, he glanced casually, his forehead went numb, and he backed away in fright.
He thought his eyes were dazzled from drinking too much, so he shook his head and blinked several times, and then he was sure that the bully staring at him two steps away was not a phantom, and he shouted timidly, "Long, Brother Long. Okay, what a coincidence. "
Deng Long, who was wrapped in a suit, seemed to have just come out of some banquet, his hair was not messed up, but his frowning expression gave people a strong sense of oppression, full of domineering.
Ai Dong backed away, remembering that he and Senior Sister Fang had been exposed as an undercover agent, and that Deng Lang's men were looking for him all over the street, threatening to search every inch of the city to find him as a rat shit. Cramping and peeling, thinking of this, Ai Dong's legs felt weak for a while, probably because he couldn't stand still after drinking too much, and his legs trembled slightly.
A smile of unknown meaning floated on Deng Long's face, and he took a step closer to Dongzi under the pressure of the dark clouds. Dongzi, who was a head shorter than him, shrank his neck in fright, and the smile on Deng Long's face deepened, "Yes It's a coincidence, Dongzi, if I don't leave the banquet upstairs early today, I'm afraid I, Deng Long, will see you Brother Ai again, maybe it will be eight hundred years later."
While Deng Long was talking, he poked his hands down evilly, and touched the zipper of Dongzi's pants that he hadn't closed yet. Dongzi was so frightened that he almost forgot how to breathe. Deng Long stared at it with a smile on his face. He touched the zipper ambiguously with both hands, groped it slowly, pulled his hands down, made an ambiguous sound, then smiled and buttoned his trousers and fastened his belt, and waited for him to finish everything. Ai Dong's three souls and six apertures are not much left, and his eyes are frightened.
Deng Long let out a kind but slightly dangerous smile, and patted Dongzi on the head, "Do you like my service? Officer Ai."
Dongzi shook his head in fright, thought for a while, and then nodded quickly. Officer Ai was not very promising, and tears were about to flow down.
Afraid, how can I not be afraid, it is said that when Deng Long was fifteen years old, his father was still in the underworld like a fish in water, making enemies everywhere, and the opponents saw that the old ones couldn't do it, so they took the young ones, and wanted to use the young ones to blackmail the old ones. I thought it was not a fuel-efficient lamp to be small, so I fully launched my self-rescue, excused that I was going to pee by the river, and kicked one of the kidnappers into the river to play in the water. The other kidnapper brother drew his knife and met. It's also ruthless enough, it's a newborn calf, but it has the majesty of a mature lion on its face, pressing on step by step with a face of fearlessness, "You stab, you stab, you stab, you stab once, I will stab you ten times, you stab twice , my father will send your whole family to eat guns."
It has to be said that I am in the business of intimidation. I was born small, and I was born to eat this bowl of rice. Even if I am a businessman now, I am still a ruthless character that should not be underestimated.
Ai Dong secretly told him about this man's past affairs when he was working as a service boy in Meise, and when he revealed these things, there was a hint of fear on his face.
Comrade Ai Dong has been used to bullying since he was a child. He has small arms and legs since he was a child, and he was easily bullied by his big classmates. The little guy is not a good person either.
It's been a long time, and I'm afraid of returning home. Ai Dong never insists on being a grandson. When he should be a grandson, he still has to be a grandson. Who told him that he has small arms and legs, and his parents are ordinary people.
Ai Dong's mind turned quickly, and with a flattering and stiff smile on his face, he said, "Brother Long, I... I also did this to make a living, and now the government's food is not good. It's not easy to find a job now. Brother Long, you have a lot of adults, hehe, don’t take it to heart.”
Deng Long's eyes were still pressing on him with unclear meaning. He had more than one head of Gao Dongzi. This posture was like a wild beast driving its prey into a corner, revealing a sense of cruelty.
Ai Dong seemed to smell the smell of blood that was coming, it was his own blood, he was so anxious that he almost woke up, when two drunken middle-aged men entered the men's room, the monkey spirit Ai Dong was overjoyed, feeling as if he had been reborn He hurriedly said, "Brother Long, I'm drinking my brother's wedding wine, I, I'll go back first."
He just wanted to run away, but Deng Long was not afraid of the presence of others at all, he grabbed his little arm like a chicken, put it close to his ear and breathed hot air, "If you dare to take a step, I'll be right here right now." Our grievances are settled."
After finishing speaking, Deng Long's evil eyes looked down at Dongzi, the implication in it was self-evident, Ai Dong was also a smart person, and froze in place knowingly, as if he had been hit by Qibu Jueming San, half a step I didn't dare to move, I was about to cry.
That night, police officer Ai Dongai was hijacked by Deng Long and got into his luxury car. Although he was only riding in the car, Comrade Ai Dong had a terrible premonition that he was on a thief ship. With a little relief, he fell asleep.
So when Deng Long drove the car to his club, under the soft headlights, he looked at the soft side face of the little boy beside him, with pink|tender and white skin, paired with slightly parted but rosy lips, and fell asleep. When his lungs looked like a child's, Deng Long raised the corners of his mouth slyly.
The weather is just right, let's start casting nets.
Deng Long pushed Dongzi awake with a sullen face. Dongzi was sobered up by the cold wind, and his head was 80% sober. After waking up, he trembled again. Looking at the low-key and gorgeous Palace of Ecstasy in front of him, he said to himself that tonight he Dong's chastity is about to be buried here. If you run away, the monk can't run away from the temple. Last time, a senior sister came to help in the middle of the night. Just now, she came out of the wedding banquet and left her mobile phone on the table. In the wilderness, no one will answer you, let alone the front The fierce | man doesn't want his life, but his ass.
Thinking of this, Comrade Ai Dong already felt a tingling pain in the back.
If Deng Long knew about this, Comrade Deng Long would probably have to complain about it. I haven't started my business yet
But this business needs to be developed slowly. Deng Long has the same virtue as Kang Zixian. Both of them like fishing. They will only take the hook slowly to lure them, wait for the fish to take the bait, and take them home to eat as much as they want.
This kind of person is often the most hateful.
That night, Police Officer Ai Dongai's chrysanthemum was still safe, but there was only one good thing, and there were a lot of bad things. He lost a total of eight million. Remember, it was not Japanese yen, not Korean won, but Chinese yuan.
The creditor is naturally Deng Long who is smiling like a gentleman on the poker table.
He smiled like a gentleman, but was actually a beast. When the dealer told Ai Dong how much money he owed Boss Deng with a blank face, Comrade Ai Dong felt headache, foot pain, stomach pain, butt pain, and body pain.
Sweat dripped drop by drop, tick tock, but the barely audible voice seemed to be the cruel sentence of the god of fate, saying: Ai Dong, Ai Dong, you will go bankrupt and live on the streets forever.
This cruel figure made Ai Dong's mind drift away a bit. He was thinking: I only have 80,000 yuan in bank deposits, or have I saved it for two full years. How much is the 8 million divided by 80,000
How much is it? Hey, he was great at math when he was a child, why can't he do ordinary arithmetic now
People who drink too much alcohol tend to get confused, he blurted out in a daze, "What is eight million divided by eighty thousand?"
The dealer was still expressionless, but the cards in his hand seemed to have life, drawing arcs in the air like a dragon swimming.
"100." Deng Long, who was smiling like a kind person across the way, kindly reminded, his kind smile under the light made people shudder and sweat.
Hearing this number at first, Ai Dong blinked his eyes several times, then picked up the water glass on the table with his stiff hands, sent the cold water into his mouth with trembling hands, and drank it in one gulp.
Eight million…
Fucking he has to live for two hundred years...