"ah!"
Another cry.
It wasn't Qin Guanglin, and it didn't matter, it was the dead waiter in the computer who couldn't help screaming out when someone stepped on his finger.
Qin Guanglin was sneaking a look at He Wu's little feet, but when he heard the voice, he couldn't help but look up at the computer, his expression suddenly stunned.
The blood on the waiter's neck sprayed out for a long time, why did he stand up again? !
"Look, the previous 20 minutes of foreplay was just for this moment." He might as well point his chin at the direction of the computer, "Now is the real show."
"Reverse, so you like to watch this." Qin Guanglin looked a little more seriously.
The three men and the waiter were together in order to deceive the fourth person they invited. That person was a rich man. The rich man panicked when he saw the dead man. When paying money, they accidentally stepped on the waiter's finger, which made their trap leak.
plan to declare bankruptcy.
"It's a bit of a routine." Qin Guanglin saw the screen go black, shook his head and said, "That's it..."
Before he finished speaking, the screen lit up again.
night.
Restaurant.
Four people sit together and prepare to eat.
The rich man dressed as a waiter brought the meal to the table, then smiled for the camera.
…
The second half of the words were swallowed by Qin Guanglin, the ending scene was too bright.
"Interesting?" He Wu asked.
"Well, very good." Qin Guanglin nodded.
The first half of the routine of wanting to promote and suppress first is as boring as holding back urine, and at the end there is a reversal and it is poured out happily. It is quite satisfactory, and it can only be said to be a little bright.
The key to the last scene is like shivering after a quick shower... Hey, this is very comfortable.
The finishing touch.
"Have you touched enough?" He Wei asked again.
"..."
"Let's go, run."
Satisfied, he got off the bed and turned off the computer, looked back, went to the bedside to wipe off the oil, and when He Wu gritted his teeth and beat him, he slipped out and closed the door, "Change quickly."
Angrily, he waved his fist at the door, He Wei couldn't help laughing again, stood up and took off his nightgown, looked down at his body, with a hint of complacency in his brows and eyes.
Hmph, he was so hungry.
After changing into sportswear, I went downstairs. The crescent moon hangs sharply in the sky, and the evening breeze is blowing. It is not as sultry as the previous two days, but it is cool as summer nights should be.
"Should I run a little more? I think it's enough to run to the stone bridge in front and come back again." Qin Guanglin tried to bargain, "It's not a competition, just run casually."
"Do you still want to touch it again?" He Wei leaned on his shoulder and asked with a smile.
"I think an hour is very appropriate."
Qin Guanglin nodded resolutely, "It's 8:30, go back at 9:00, and then come back."
"What are you waiting for?"
He might as well look around, pick up the twig he threw there last night from the bottom of the wall, and give him a light twitch behind his back, "Start!"
"You follow too."
The two of them, one in front of the other, slowly ran forward on the street at night by the dim street lights.
…
Ramen restaurant.
Sun Wen blew off half a bottle of beer in one gulp, then burped on the table with a bang.
Before the noodles were served, there was already an empty bottle on the table, which was the second bottle.
When I got off work, for some reason, I returned to the previous residence in a daze in the car, and when I reached for the key, I realized that he no longer lived there.
He had moved out as early as midnight on Saturday, and that house had nothing to do with him anymore.
Rubbing his stomach and turning his head to look around, Sun Wen gritted his teeth and clicked his tongue.
Really boring.
What should you be doing now
Arguing...or watching Korean dramas with her.
It's not bad when you think about it, at least you can quarrel, and now you don't have to quarrel if you want to.
He shook his head and laughed, raised the remaining half bottle of Gudu Gudu and drank it, "Boss, take another bottle of beer."
"Don't drink too much." The proprietress came over with the beer and put it on the table, and couldn't help reminding.
The 1.9-meter-long burly man was sitting in his shop pouring wine, and looked a little worried. If he drank too much and caused trouble, it would be a big trouble.
"Don't worry, I can't drink."
Sun Wen didn't care, he didn't take the beer wrench she handed over, and pried the bottle with chopsticks.
boom!
Beer caps fly high.
This feeling is what I want... Sun Wen threw the chopsticks aside, and gulped down two mouthfuls.
He raised his head and opened his mouth to let out a sigh of relief. Seeing the proprietress sitting back and still looking at him, he chuckled, "It's too hot in summer, so I have to drink two bottles of beer to relieve the heat."
Half a bottle was eaten, and the steaming hot hand-rolled noodles were already on the table. Sun Wen dug a spoonful of chili and threw it in. After pouring vinegar and stirring it, he began to eat.
Muscle, smooth.
The taste is very good, much better than the noodle shop downstairs in the rented place.
"Your chili is delicious." He wiped his mouth after eating, and boasted to the proprietress, "The noodles are also good, fragrant."
"I've been doing it for many years, but I can't even learn his noodle-making skills." The proprietress laughed and transferred her praise to the chubby boss next to her.
"Hey, I have an exclusive trick for kneading dough, which no one else can learn."
The boss raised his eyebrows proudly, and every time someone praised the delicious noodles he made, he would show such a happy look, "If you like it, come here often."
"Well, come tomorrow." Sun Wen nodded, raised his head and drank the remaining half bottle of wine, and took out his wallet from his trouser pocket, "How much?"
"Three bottles of beer and a bowl of noodles, twenty one yuan."
"Give."
After handing the money to the proprietress, Sun Wen packed up his wallet, turned around and went out to the street, stopped to look around, thought for a while that he had nothing to do, and went back to the hotel.
I haven't found a house to rent yet, so I can only stay in a hotel temporarily and consider renting a house after the weekend.
Living in a hotel is much more comfortable than renting a house. Someone cleans the room and changes the sheets, but the noise outside in the middle of the night is too loud, which can easily cause insomnia.
Lying on the bed and stretching his body into a big font, Sun Wen closed his eyes and lay quietly for a while, then got up and went to the table to turn on the computer, planning to play two games.
It’s good if no one is occupying the computer to watch Korean dramas, and you can play as much as you want.
The computer was turned on, and on the screen was a group photo of two people, sitting at the dining table hugging each other face to face, smiling happily.
It seems that when he first rented a house together, he cooked a big table to celebrate, and the two of them took a photo before eating.
Sun Wen frowned, and opened the picture folder to replace it. As a result, there were hundreds of pictures in the picture folder, and at a glance, all of them were group photos and single photos of the two of them.
"laugh."
He looked at those photos with a mocking smile, pressed the keyboard to clear, looked at the confirmation box above and hesitated again, clicked Cancel, and then opened the photos to look through.
Each piece is full of memories.
All are memories of a year ago, or even earlier, and there are very few photos taken in the past year.
Did it start so early...
Sun Wen was staring at the screen in a daze, sliding his finger on the mouse wheel, the face in the photo was enlarged bit by bit, and the smile between her brows and eyes became more and more clear.
Gradually, that eye filled the entire screen, and he was still sliding the scroll wheel, continuing to zoom in and zoom in again.
Zoom in to the end, only a mosaic remains.
"Hey." Sun Wen smiled at the screen. This piece of colorful colors is similar to the paint he painted.
He leaned back and wanted to see from a distance, but forgot that under his buttocks was not the company's armchair, but a four-corner stool.
boom!
Crash!
"Grass!"
A group of people turned their backs on their backs, and the power cord pulled the computer and fell on him.
The room fell silent again.
As if he was extremely tired, he exhaled lightly, lying on the floor and didn't want to move any more.
(end of this chapter)