Don’t Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

The next day, Ikkoike woke up in a scent.

In the direction of the kitchen, the pots and bowls made a slight clanging and jingle, and the atmosphere of fireworks on the earth was particularly reassuring.

Chi Xiaochi got up, put on cotton slippers that were a little too big for him, and stepped out of the bedroom.

This is the top floor of an old apartment in Binzhou Old Town, about 100 square meters, two rooms and two halls. The residential area is not a high-end residential area, but it is quieter and the traffic is quite convenient.

For a single male, young, with a car and a house, Dong Feihong is definitely a top performer among the top performers.

As soon as the kitchen door was reached, the outstanding stocks came out.

Excellent stocks: "Wake up? How do you sleep?"

Pond Koike nodded.

"There are disposable toothbrushes and face towels in the wash cabinet." Ji Yougu held the freshly cooked vegetables in his hand and gestured towards the bathroom. "This time I am not ready. When you come next time, I will prepare a long-term Appliances. "

Chi Xiaochi showed a restrained look: "No need to bother."

Performance stocks said it should.

When washing, Chi Xiaochi said to 061: "I suspect Dong Feihong is Dong Ge's long-lost relative."

061: "..." I was here.

Chi Xiaochi reasoned speculatively: "Otherwise why is he so good at Dongge."

061: "..." Because I'm here.

Chi Xiaochi spit out the foam in his mouth: "Mr. Six, what exactly is this person doing?"

"After you fell asleep yesterday, I went to check on his condition." 061 said, "Dong Feihong, 27, cartoonist, bachelor, has no bad hobbies. His father and Dongge's father made trouble when he was young. Not very happy, so I rarely contact him. He went to Japan to study, and returned to China about three years ago. He had an accident two years ago, and his hand was injured. It was quite serious. He was planning to go abroad for treatment, but there were just a few An internationally renowned neuroscientist came to Binzhou to exchange and study, and he didn't go out. "

Pond Koike nodded.

This explains the inconsistency in Dongge's memory.

Restarting your life again will inevitably be a little variable.

If Dong Feihong went abroad to rule, he would not be able to return for a year and a half.

It is not surprising that if he took the opportunity to settle abroad because of this, he did not show up at the most difficult time for Dongge.

He nodded. "Come. I see."

061: "..." shouted, concealed.

Chi Xiaochi finished washing, and Dong Feihong also served a dish of potato shreds.

The onion flower was slightly curled up by the edges of the oil explosion, scattered peppers were smashed on the yellow and thick potato shreds, and the two sets of tableware were neatly arranged. The chopsticks were mahogany chopsticks, and the bowl was a blue and white belly bowl filled with Simmered rice porridge, rice grains are boiled.

Dong Feihong said: "The rice was cooked yesterday when you slept. It was deliberately aired for a while, and it should not be hot."

After picking up chopsticks, Chi Xiaochi said, "When your sports school is okay on Saturday and Sunday, come to the uncle's house. If you leave the house at such a young age, you won't say anything, and you're a little bit unconscious. Go to Here, uncle, you can have hot meals to eat and a warm home to return to. What do you think? "

Pond Koike pondered.

He couldn't believe this "uncle" that suddenly appeared.

But if he is sincere, the appearance of this uncle will definitely be beneficial to the growth and education of Dongge.

He was not in a hurry to answer, and put a chopstick potato in his mouth.

Then he froze, looking up at Dong Feihong.

061 and Dong Feihong asked at the same time: "What's wrong?"

Dong Feihong took chopsticks to try the taste of potato shreds: "... the taste is ok."

Chi Xiaochi swallowed his mouth and said, "I have eaten peppers."

Dong Feihong smiled, got up and went to the water dispenser to pick up a cup of warm white open: "Slow down, don't worry."

Chi Xiaochi nodded silently, but speeded up his motion, eating all the dishes on the table silently.

When Dong Feihong and Chi Xiaochi stepped down and got into the car together, he continued the problem that was interrupted just now: "After the training on Friday afternoon, shall I pick you up?"

Chi Xiaochi fastened his seat belt and said in Dongge's tone: "... I want to train."

"Always have Zhang Youchi," Dong Feihong said. "There is a skating rink near the house. The boss there is my junior high school classmate."

The houses are all built, and building an ice rink is not a big deal.

Chi Xiaochi thought for a while, then nodded slightly, be regarded as Dong Feihong's proposal.

Dong Feihong smiled, leaned over and tightened Chi Xiaochi's scarf: "The car is a bit old, the air conditioning is not good, don't catch cold."

Chi Xiaochi lowered his eyelashes, and his long, fluffy eyelashes concealed a little of the gloom in his eyes.

Watching Chi Xiaochi enter the sports school, Dong Feihong entered the car, wiped off the water vapor from the car window, and prepared to find a place where no one had a camera for a while before performing a personal evaporation.

Inadvertently, he found that there were several high school-age killers in the distance who probed at the alley across the road and stared at Dongge's back.

Then they retracted their turtle heads back into the alley.

"He, that kid, he hit my brother yesterday."

"Is this mother-in-law, the second chair? Pick one?"

"It's **** enough."

"Isn't it? Really **** pissed. My brother is also a counselor, and told me not to ask him anything, he was covered. I hesitate, bear a bag. I vain him? He gave my brother no face, then I just can't make it with me, can this be counted? "

"Then let's kill him?"

"Just. Don't kill yourself. This thing is also an athlete. It's crippled, and my brothers can't get along well. You just need to cut him."

"This school is well-managed and not allowed in."

"How can a child of this age not skip school?"

"Yes, let your brother stare at us. He always has orders .... Who's there ?!"

Several people were chatting up, but they heard a tall, fat man with silver hair cry.

He pointed to the alley and said, "There have been personal figures just now."

The others looked in the direction he was pointing and saw nothing.

Xue Yibo's elder brother pouted his lips: "You **** eyes closed."

The silver-haired fat man has always been facing the alley. From two or three minutes ago, he noticed that there was a shadow of unusual shape at the alley, but he did not think in the direction of "someone".

But just now, the shadow moved.

To confirm his claim, he hurried to the alley, and the probe looked outward--

There were several foam boxes at the alley.

When the fat man was mocked collectively, Dong Feihong appeared in the driver's seat of the car.

——The previous Dongge was bullied enough by Xue Yibai. His brother didn't have any room to intervene, so there was no such drama at all.

Looking at the fat man with a puzzled expression on his back, Dong Feihong started the car and drove in a random direction.

Chi Xiaochi changed into a gold-red training suit today and came to the training ground.

The moment I put on the skates, an extremely strange feeling ignited in the heart of Iike Koike.

... as if willingly put on the cursed pair of red dance shoes in the fairy tale, preferring to burn and turn into ashes, rather than being the dust that was trampled underneath.

Chi Xiaochi slowly slipped onto the ice and said, "Now there is only one song that can express my mood."

061 is full of sailors, Zheng Zhihua, me and my last stubbornness or something.

Chi Xiaochi sang, "If you are a flamingo, I must be the flame, surround you and surround you, burn you and burn you, yeah."

061: "..." makes sense, just talk, why sing.

Especially the last two yeahs, which can be called the pen of God, 061 was not very good for the whole system of yeah.

Distracted by trivia and tragic sounds of 061 forgot about the anomaly of Koike on the dining table in the morning.

And Chi Xiaochi also followed this physical instinct and was put into training.

In the sports school, training and cultural lessons are intertwined. Considering the children's body, the school stipulates that the daily ice time cannot exceed three hours.

However, driven by instinct, Chi Xiaochi jumped to the coach to urge him.

During this he repeated the same action.

4T.

The action that once made him jump.

He repeated this movement mechanically in the corner of the ice rink, jumping, falling, jumping, and falling again.

The child's body is flexible and light, and it is not very painful to fall. The skills of preventing injuries are well mastered by every skater.

But every time I touched the hard ice surface, surrounded by the smell of ice morsels, Chi Koike had the urge to cry.

This longing and obsession originated from those in him.

His crazy behavior is certainly a joke in the eyes of others.

When a coach passed by, he saw that he was practicing 4T, and he said in a loud voice: "Who! You ca n’t jump! Do n’t jump! If you do n’t learn to walk, you want to jump? Who is the one who fell ?!

Iko Koike did not speak.

He pulled back with his right foot, and the outer edge of the skate made a white arc on the ice.

Immediately, he leaped up, like a bird of prey in the forest, and the silver magpie on his wrist drew a smooth silver light in four rounds of rotation.

When it steadily fell on the ice surface, the ice blade scooped out jade-like ice flowers on the ice surface.

He slid out two steps, facing the ridiculous coach just now, and made a semicircle with one hand, put his palm on his belly, and bowed gracefully.

The coach didn't respond at all, until Ichi Koike paddled away before taking a breath.

...... He even jumped a complete 4T action that is difficult for anyone to achieve perfectly in international competitions?

After today ’s training.

Chi Xiaochi slipped to the sidelines, took off his skates, and walked to the locker room.

The surging instinct belongs to the winter song in his body, but the fatigue is Chi Xiaochi to bear for him.

In the warm locker room, the temperature difference between the inside and the outside interacted, and Chi Xiaochi's head began to bleed upwards with white gas, which was amazing.

Almost every child in the dressing room looked like that.

He sat down, took off his training suit sweating, and talked to Dongge in his body, "We are doing well, aren't we?"

Hearing such a bit of pride and a gentle tone, 061 smiled.

It ’s really hard to dislike people like this.

However, Chi Xiaochi is not used to such intense training, and physical exhaustion directly affects the spirit.

So, in an English class an hour later, he fell flat.

Even when he fell asleep, his feet remained under the table in an uncontrolled manner to simulate the movement of dance steps.

He had a dream, and dreamed about the youth.

At that time he often did homework with Lou Ying.

In many people's eyes, Lou Ying can't be regarded as a learning tyrant, he must be considered as a learning god.

He takes the first place all the year round, and the first place always falls second and more than twenty.

Many people say they want to get rid of his head and see what's inside. After all, a person who picks up garbage in the main business and learns in the sideline can still pass the exam, which is really unfair.

However, at that time, Ikekoike didn't feel too deeply about it.

He was two years younger than Lou Ying. In his mind, Lou Ying was not too outstanding and moisturizing. He rarely used extra tricks when giving him questions, and his solutions were often simple.

Only twice did he show some clues.

For the first time, Chi Xiaochi couldn't understand the question he asked, and asked him if there was an easier way.

Lou Ying said, "I've compared it. This is the simplest of the six solutions."

The second time, the task was arranged in the Chi Xiaochi school for them to sort out the wrong books. Chi Xiaochi ran back bitterly and asked Lou Ying, do you have to sort it out?

Lou Ying said, "If you want it."

Chi Koike said, "Let me see the format."

Lou Ying was a little sorry, "but I can't correct the wrong question."

About two or three months later, Chi Xiaochi went to Lou Ying's house to play, and at the top of a pile of neatly arranged books, he glimpsed a notebook marked "wrong title".

Ji Xiaochi immediately lifted his little tail, picked up the book, and shook Lou Ying: "Brother Lou, you lied to me, you said there was no wrong book."

Lou Ying is repairing a semi-discarded radio. He glanced up and lowered his head again, and said gently, "That's your wrong book."

Chi Xiaochi looked at it in surprise, really.

But the rigorous handwriting of each painting and painting clearly belonged to Lou Ying.

Chi Xiaochi was curious: "What are you doing to organize me?"

Lou Ying asked in return: "Will you rectify?"

Immediately, Chi Xiaochi slaps and said, "Lou is the best."

Lou Ying took a small screwdriver and removed a small screw: "Say it again."

Chi Xiaochi: "Brother Lou is the best."

Lou Ying smiled, and there seemed to be warm blooming flowers in her eyes.

After a long time, Chi Xiaochi would still remember those evenings and evenings, someone shared a table lamp with him and pointed in his ear. "You can add an auxiliary line here."

Chi Xiaochi was awakened by the teacher with a chalky head.

The teacher of this English class is a big man with a height of 180 and a weight of 180. He pointed at Chi Xiaochi's nose and said, "Xiao Xiao is so tall, have you learned all of this? You have learned to translate this sentence. translation?!"

Chi Xiaochi stood up obediently: "Six teachers. Six teachers."

Summon Beast Six Teacher: "Page 89, the third line from the left. The meaning of the translation is, for a person who has lived abroad all year long ..."

Chi Xiaochi read it with a cat's eyes.

In the last world of English and Spanish, there were a group of six people who deliberately read the sentences of difficulty in this elementary school.

When he finished translating, the English teacher was a little surprised: "It's awesome. I can hear you when I'm asleep."

Chi Xiaochi bowed his head, holding back the impulse to talk.

The English teacher let him sit down.

Being so smashed by chalk, he was also quite honest, and began to paint on books with a very serious look.

061 At a glance, he drew an exquisite heavy-duty locomotive on the illustration of a simple foreign girl, let the girl take a cigarette, think about it, and added a banner behind the girl's head.

"Different boys and girls are not the same. There are no targets in the future."

061: "..."

He suddenly had some doubts about how Chi Xiaochi was admitted to that key high school and kept his first grade in the third grade in the school.

Dong Feihong came to pick up from Xiaochi to eat on Wednesday, and the local sports school student who lives in the local area can return home on Saturday and Sunday.

In the afternoon two days later, Chi Xiaochi was waiting at the school gate.

Because he did not have a cell phone, he could not make an appointment with Dong Feihong. He bought a potato pancake nearby and waited to eat.

061 persuaded him: "Find a kiosk and wait. Warm."

"I want to see him," Chi Koike said vaguely.

061: "..." Uh? what's the situation?

But since Ichiike thinks so, he needs to speed up his time.

He looked back, and a few colorful heads were spying on Chi Xiaochi, a single figure.

It's very early in the winter, and the parents who came to pick up the children have gradually left. Only Koike is left, waiting in the light of the store.

The chance was almost over, and a few people shivered and winked at each other.

Taking the lead is Xue Yibo's brother.

He confirmed the situation: "On?"

There was no response behind him, but he didn't take it seriously and walked towards Chi Koike.

But the moment he took the lead to get out of the alley, a hand extended from behind, covering his mouth directly, locking his throat in his arms.

A low, sweet voice sounded in his ear: "Shh."

The kid's hair exploded: "Oh!"

He Yuguang saw that the four brothers who had just slid behind him had been taken unconsciously and had fallen alley.

The previous two days, 061 couldn't confirm whether they were talking or really, so they didn't do anything.

Now that they have caught their current situation, he naturally has no need to be polite.

He stuck it to the ear of the frightened man and whispered in a deliberated tone: "Stop bullying Winter Songs, okay."

Xiaozuo was full of fright, and nodded before he could think about it.

However, the next second, there was a vague scream in the alley.

About ten minutes later, an old Buick parked slowly in front of the long-awaited Ikkoike.

The car window rolled down, revealing Dong Feihong's tender and amiable smile: "Wait, right?"