When MB named "Toru" saw the person coming, his expression changed, and he became more upright. He nodded at him, and then went to look for other guests obediently.
This little boy is only about 1.7 meters or less, and his face has some baby fat. If he does not wear this small suit and changes to the school uniform, I am afraid that no one will believe that he is a high school student, but his eyes are very honest and firm. After seeing me, I even showed a little joy of reunion after a long absence.
"A-Xian, it's really you, I thought it was my eyesight!" He rushed up and grabbed my hand, as if to make sure I was real.
Just now, in front of his subordinates, he was still serious, but now he has broken his power all of a sudden.
I couldn't help nodding his forehead: "Fu Xiaoci, you haven't grown tall in five years."
Fu Xiaoci stuck out her tongue, and her expression was lively and cute. She didn't have the cowardly and waxy look that she used to cry when she spoke on stage.
I have to say that all the things I encountered after returning to China made me uncomfortable, and only meeting him made me feel a little better.
Fu Xiaoci and I were high school classmates and the only person who had contact with me after high school.
"Would you like to... wipe?" This was the first sentence Fu Xiaoci said to me.
Once, because I was neglected by Qin Lang, I hid in the corner and acted like a tortoise. In fact, I didn't cry, but the expression on my face was uglier than crying.
And Fu Xiaoci, the expression on her face was more embarrassed and shy than me, the injured person, like a cat who did something wrong and folded its tail, expressing concern for me.
After looking at each other for a moment, he and I both came to a consensus - we are the same kind of people, so we became friends so easily.
I patted him on the shoulder: "Although he is not tall, he is very brave. I thought 'however' would probably go bankrupt in your hands, but I didn't expect you to be so impressive now. It seems that you have really changed."
Fu Xiaoci raised her eyebrows and smiled, scratching her head a little embarrassedly: "Isn't that the boss, you have a lot of money, so I'll give it a try."
"Shh-" I raised a finger, "Be careful of being overheard."
Yes, "however" the real boss now is me.
It's hard to tell what kind of mind you were in, spending money to take over this mess from the previous owner, and not wanting people to know that I was the owner of this bar. I bought it and let it be restored to its original appearance. The only change was to seal the original bathroom.
Because I need someone I can trust to take care of it, Fu Xiaoci is the best candidate.
Fu Xiaoci didn't understand: "Huh? Don't you plan to take over when you come back this time, or do you want to leave soon?"
I really don't plan to take over, but I don't plan to leave either.
Fu Xiaoci took a deep look at me, then sighed, taking advantage of the silence between the bar's band tuning, and inadvertently mentioned in my ear: "After you left, Qin Lang came to me. "
My goosebumps trembled as if I had been electrocuted, but my face was already well held and watertight.
He continued: "He asked me if I knew your whereabouts, of course I didn't say anything, and then he sat at the bar for a long time without ordering a drink that day... Well, that's where you are now."
This is good, I even feel a little like sitting on pins and needles, as if that person is back to back with me at the moment, so uncomfortable that I want to jump off the stool immediately. I changed my posture: "He probably wanted to confirm that I really won't bother him anymore."
"It's not like that, I think he..."
"Xiao Ci, if you mention him again, I won't step into the bar again in the future." My cold voice didn't mean the slightest joke. Fu Xiaoci's eyes flashed, her mouth moved, but she obediently closed it.
People will grow older, and their brains will grow as well. I am not at the age of dreaming, and I will no longer delusionally think that Qin Lang misses me. It is probably because I have always been obedient. It hurt his face, even if he wanted to find me, he just wanted to sneer.
After drinking a few glasses of different cocktails and chatting for a long time, my brain told me that the medicine had fully dissolved and started to work, and my eyelids were a little heavy.
Unexpectedly, there was someone waiting for me at the door, the MB named "Toru" just now.
When he saw me, he put on a lovely smile, bright and enviable, and frowned slightly, looking a little regretful: "Sir, you are the first to reject me, I am really unwilling."
I can't believe the words of a prodigal son in love, let alone a man who sells flesh and blood. If I hadn't been drinking, I probably wouldn't have bothered with him, but now that I've been drinking, I really want to accompany him to be hypocritical.
Some people are going to beat and beat.
"That's because you have no ability, isn't it? If you have the ability, let me push you away." He hooked on his shoulder without hesitation, pushed a few steps, and didn't stop until it touched a telephone pole. Toru was stunned for a moment, then smiled clearly, turned around and turned back to the host.
Kisses, densely packed from my ears, pecked down, the fiery breath was hot between my very close, and the two bodies fit together.
At two o'clock in the morning, in a silent and empty pedestrian street, when he used his skillful skills to bury my thin clothes between my neck and toss and turn, and on the other hand, he untied my shirts one by one, my brain actually Still very awake.
Distracted, isolated from me.
The numbness coming from my body made me shrink consciously, chuckled softly, and my breathing gradually became heavier.
But when his legs touched my waist below, he froze for a moment and looked at me in disbelief. I looked back, calmer than he was—because I didn't respond at all.
He seemed to have been dealt a huge blow. I guess he has never been so frustrated since he started his career. When I saw his hand relentlessly trying to untie my belt, I reached out and stopped him.
"No need, you can give up now." I took out my mobile phone from his pocket, took out my own mobile phone, and put a lot of money into his WeChat, "You are very good, it's me who treats you No interest, I'm in a good mood today to teach you a lesson, next time you provoke me, you won't be able to stay in "Yan". "
Che took out his mobile phone, saw the amount in the account, and put on a charming smile to buckle the button for me: "Okay, okay... Next time you're interested, remember to call me."
Leaning on the telephone pole, washing his face with Ye Feng, the front camera looked at the hickey on his neck, and he wanted to laugh.
In the past five years, how many times have I embraced and lingered with people like this, and how many times have I turned them away, and even I don't understand why I can't take the last minute step
I'm like a man who likes to smoke. I'm afraid that my lungs will be damaged, but I long for the silky soft touch. After all, I order one after another. I only smell and taste, but I don't dare to. Inhale the smoke.
Just as Toru buttoned the last button on me and wanted to say something to me, I heard a low, depressed voice not far away, like the tune at the end of a cello, and hesitantly sounded: "Lin... Xian? "
Scalp is sore.
This voice is unforgettable.
For a moment, I was like Jesus being nailed to the cross, and the pain that seemed to be invisible came from my limbs and bones, and my eyes turned white and black, and then my heart was full of alarm.
Breaking my neck almost every second, I saw the person I least wanted to see, and the person I promised not to appear in front of him.
The man standing under the street lamp, his face was half shaded and half white against the night, his romantic face was still the same as before, but the years were more polished, and his eyes were like a beast waiting for an opportunity, it was Qin Lang! LC