When Kan Qing pushed the door and came in, he heard a "bang" in the dark room.
Kan Qing's footsteps stopped abruptly, and he raised his head alertly:
"Who?"
There was no response from the room for a long time, followed by another "bang".
Kan Qing felt a golf club by the door, turned on the light with a swish, and rushed forward with the club in hand. It was only after the first step was taken that he could see who was in the room.
"...Fuck, I fucking thought I was a thief."
Kan Qing put down the club and let out a sigh of relief. He patted his pot-bellied stomach and walked into the room, and just as he was about to sit down on the sofa, a tennis ball flew past his ear.
"boom."
The familiar muffled sound hit the wall, the ball bounced to the ground, and the boy who was sitting lazily on the sofa with his long legs stretched out his hand raised his hand and pulled it back into his palm.
Then it was thrown again.
Kan Qing was stunned for two seconds, and then took a breath, "I said thank you, brother, who is this to provoke you? Why are you mad at the wall with tennis balls?"
"..." The boy who was lying on his back on the sofa lazily lifted his eyelids and drooped back.
He kept his arm motionless, and with a flick of his wrist, the ball flew out again, drawing a beautiful arc in the air... Finally, it returned to him steadily and accurately.
"Hey, don't say, you seem to be really handsome when you play this ball?"
Kan Qing watched it for a while, then walked leisurely, then picked up one and threw it on the wall.
"Bang!" "Crack!" "Crash-"
A mess all over the place.
Xie Li: "..."
Kan Qing: "..."
Receiving Xie Li's dull gaze on the sofa, Kan Qing touched his stubble embarrassedly, "Cough, what, I'm getting old, and I can't compare to you young people with steady hands... "
Xie Li lazily twitched the corners of his mouth, which was a mocking and perfunctory smile.
Kan Qing loses his old face and forgets it in three seconds - old fried dough sticks have this "benefit" - he watched the ball fly back and forth, and after thinking about it, he moved to the marble bar behind the sofa. He casually brought a round stool, and Kan Qing sat on it.
The round stool made a metallic scream, protesting against Uncle Kan's weight.
When Kan Qingquan didn't hear it, he took out a bottle of beer from the small refrigerator next to the bar. After opening it, he sighed and wiped his mouth before asking:
"I heard that a bunch of gangsters came to the Internet cafe tonight, or are they looking for you?"
The ball that was about to be thrown stopped in his palm, Xie Li raised his eyes and frowned, "Did they make a fuss when they came?"
His voice was low and heavy, and his tone was obviously suppressed - as if Kan Qing replied "yes" and the ball had to fly out of the wall to kill someone.
Kan Qing smiled happily: "No, no, how dare they? Since you came to the Internet cafe, a street nearby is so peaceful that it is almost closed at night."
"… "
Naturally, this was a joke and exaggeration. Xie Li was used to the unassuming personality of this middle-aged uncle and turned around. The tennis ball flew out of his palm again.
"But I didn't hear that you usually associate with these gangsters? Why did they come to you?"
"debt."
"??" Kan Qing almost spit out a sip of beer, "Are you in debt?!"
"Not me, my friend."
Kan Qing heaved a sigh of relief, and then sneered, "It's not that I don't believe it, Brother Xie, just like you, the uncle who doesn't bother to care about anyone and has a long standby mode in power-saving mode three hundred and sixty-five days a year - you can still be in school. Do you have friends?"
"I told you last time."
The beer can that Kan Qing brought to his mouth stopped, "Hmm?"
"The one I like, friend."
"… "
Kan Qing wiped his face and turned to the bar.
The air was quiet for a few seconds, except for the regular sound of the ball hitting the wall and bouncing back to the ground.
In the end, Kan Qing couldn't hold back.
He said "hey" and turned his head sharply. Because the action was too violent, the round stool chair screamed and almost threw him off.
Kan Qing didn't care so much, she held on to the bar and said, "You don't like so many flowers and plants in the world today? Don't tell me from a distance, just how you look, as long as you let go tomorrow and say you want to have sex. I have a girlfriend, and those who responded can line up from the downstairs of our Internet cafe to the gate of your school - but you have to look for this tree and hang it?"
"… "
"I've been nagging for so long, but you can give me some reaction."
"call out-"
The tennis ball fell into the palm of his hand and was not thrown out again this time. Xie Li let it roll around in the palm of his hand, put it aside, and he sat up straight.
"Um."
"… "
"… "
After waiting for a long time, Kan Qing almost lost his temper, "What are you doing?"
"What's your last question?"
"Ah? The last sentence? Oh, I ask, do you have to identify this tree and hang it?"
Xie Li looked up at him this time, lazily.
"I said, um."
Kan Qing: "..."
Kan Qing gave him a thumbs up, "You are cruel."
After the embarrassment was over, Kan Qing couldn't help but turn his head, "Then what's the matter with your tree? He's not as old as you, right? How could he owe a debt and get involved with a gangster who collects debts?"
Xie Li thought for a while, "His father was an alcoholic and owed debts outside."
"What about his mother?"
"do not know."
"..." Kan Qing turned his head and glanced at him, "You deserve to be single."
Xie Li tutted softly and leaned back into the sofa.
Pillowing his arm and looking at the ceiling for a while, Xie Li suddenly asked, "How can I make money quickly?"
Kan Qing was alert: "Why? You're not going to change jobs, are you? It's fast enough to work for me to make money, and there won't be any Internet cafes with higher wages than me!"
Xie Li, "I didn't say you were here."
"Oh, that's good. But you are indeed not short of money. The little girls gave you enough gifts to buy a few more and keep them at the front desk."
"Throw it away."
"...Don't you all have this kind of virtue? What a waste of a little girl's gift!"
"Tsk."
"Last time I said to send you those gifts home, did you give me the real mailing address?"
"Um."
"..." Kan Qing turned his head and looked at Xie Li up and down. "Then you are asking me how to make money?"
Xie Li looked at him, "What's the connection between these two questions?"
"Don't pretend to be stupid with me. The district you live in is the most expensive scenic spot in Q City, and the community you live in is the most expensive owner's plot in that district. Throw a brick upstairs and you'll stun ten people. Nine and a half are in the financial world - can you afford to live there and you'll be short of money?"
"… "
Xie Li's eyes fluctuated, and then he smiled carelessly.
"My parents' house is not mine."
"Haha." Kan Qing sneered, "I just said that when you first came to apply for a job, I smelled something different from our little citizens."
"...what's the smell?"
"Young master who doesn't eat human fireworks and also comes out to play private visits in micro-service."
"Go away." Xie Li scolded with a smile, and threw a tennis ball at it.
Kan Qing tried his best to verify the term "flexible fat man" and evaded it lightly.
Then he was just a little bit more serious.
"So why do you want to make money quickly, you don't spend it yourself—" Kan Qing's voice stopped abruptly, and a few seconds later he rolled his eyes and turned his head, "You don't intend to pay him back to your little classmate or kid. family debt?"
Xie Li narrowed his eyes lightly, and after a while he replied lazily, "Yeah."
"Thank you, brother, are you crazy?"
Kan Qing jumped off the round stool—it was difficult for him to make a "jump" because of his size—he strode to the sofa.
"If you two really start a relationship and you want to pay back your boyfriend's money, then I won't say anything, but you two haven't said anything yet, I heard you say they are normal, handsome, sunny, and pretty. Welcome a big boy - why don't you want to fall in love with you?"
Kan Qing's face flushed after speaking in one breath, and he took a breath and continued, "Since he's not in a relationship with you, it's only been a week since the two of you were in the same class. With all due respect, it's a question of whether people treat you as a friend or not. What you said—then what kind of debt did you pay to people?"
After Kan Qing finished speaking, the room was quiet for a long time. He was a little moved, thinking that his remarks seemed to have finally played a role in teaching the younger generation, but this feeling didn't last for ten seconds, and Kan Qing heard Xie Li laugh lazily.
"You're more nagging than my grandma. Next time I'll make a match for you, you must have more in common with her."
"..." Kan Qing was so angry that he almost turned his back. "You didn't listen to what I just said, did you?"
"It doesn't count."
Xie Li sat for a while, got up from the sofa, picked up the jacket on the backrest and threw it on his shoulders.
He bowed and lifted a card from the corner of the table.
The handwriting is scribbled on the card.
Xie Li glanced at it, clenched it into a ball, and stuffed it into his coat pocket.
"I didn't tell you before, he has a characteristic."
Kan Qing squinted at him, "What characteristics?"
"He doesn't like to owe favors."
"so?"
"So." Xie Li suddenly smiled, and when he turned around, his eyes were so dark that even the slightest light could not penetrate under the lamp. "If I repay this debt for him, then I say that he will not refuse if he wants to go to him."
"… "
Kan Qing's expression freezes and freezes in place.
Xie Li walked out lazily.
When Xie Li was about to reach the door, Kan Qing finally regained his senses, and his expression was full of disbelief.
"You, are you really going to do this?"
In front of the door, Xie Li stopped. He didn't look back, couldn't see the expression.
"... Just kidding, do you believe it?"
"Huh." Kan Qing breathed a sigh of relief, "It scared me to death. I'll just say, if you really do this, what's the difference between you and a pervert?"
"… "
Xie Li stood for a few seconds.
Then he chuckled softly, opened the door, and went out without looking back.
The thin and tall figure disappeared into the night.
Xie Li lowered his eyes and went down the stairs to the Internet cafe on the first floor.
The tennis ball in his hand was slightly deformed by him.
... Kan Qing was right, he really wouldn't do that.
But not because of conscience or moral bottom line, but because he knew that if he did this, then he and Yu Rui would be completely impossible.
So no matter how desperate or desperate he is, he won't be stupid.
Because once was not enough for him, it was never enough. He can't wait to swallow that man into his stomach.
-abnormal
He already is.