Don’t Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

The next day, He Changsheng failed.

Lou Sifan was mingled with a steady stream of Chinese New Year visitors.

He was very well-groomed. After meeting Dongge's parents, he pulled He Changsheng and dragged him to a quiet place beside the ice rink to say, "Fortunately you are here. I was worried for a night."

After so many years of feelings here, He Changsheng is not a person who cherishes resentment. In the wise man's time last night, he also consciously reflected on his mistakes.

He said, "I lost my phone, not because I didn't answer your call on purpose. Sorry."

"I'll give you one," Lou Sifan said, "it's a gift, OK."

He Changsheng said, "No."

Lou Sifan laughed: "We still care about this? I've sent you ice skates before."

He Changsheng solemnly said: "Friends can't stir in money. I couldn't afford it at the time, but I didn't buy another pair and returned it to you."

Lou Sifan said, "I still have those ice skates."

He Changsheng nodded: "Me too."

A few words made He Changsheng think of the darkest time in his youth.

He is a ladylike girl with red lips and white teeth, and hopes that there is a natural glow in his eyes. However, his looks are the most despised by boys.

Standards in the child's world are simple and cruel. To them, the difference is the biggest mistake.

When he almost began to doubt the meaning of his existence, Lou Sifan appeared.

He rescued He Changsheng from the abyss, bought him a good ice skate that he couldn't afford, and said to him, why not try to practice two people? You have to learn to go out and communicate with people.

Lou Sifan once saved him, so He Changsheng could not bear to see that he also fell into another abyss.

At yesterday's family banquet, Lou Sifan, who had always been gentle and kind, exposed his dark side to He Changsheng for the first time.

——He is jealous of Dongge, almost jealous.

In recent years, relative to the stability of Dongge's level, Lou Sifan's status has been stagnant, and even backed up. The coach has talked to him several times, but to no avail.

He Changsheng understood this dark side.

There are too few saints in this world. Who hasn't had one or two dark thoughts?

But He Changsheng didn't want to let jealousy completely erode his friend's heart.

Lou Sifan carefully looked at He Changsheng's eyes: "Changsheng, don't go, leave the New Year. The provincial team is too deserted. If you don't live this year well, I will die guilty. Besides, after you are young, To go to Finland, we haven't seen each other for at least a month ... "

He Changsheng thought about it, "Well, okay."

Lou Sifan has not blushed with He Changsheng in these years. He did not expect that He Chang grew up like a Persian cat. He would be able to coax with two hairs.

He was pleasantly surprised: "I'll get your luggage now."

Who thought, He Changsheng held his hand and yelled, "Winter Song?"

He thought that Dongge was in the room, and who wanted to hit a dude with a voice not far from their heads: "Senior."

The two looked up together and saw Dongge.

He lay on the railing above the stand, holding a steaming rag in his hand: "My parents and uncle, they went out to celebrate the New Year. I was alone and boring to clean the ice rink."

When he saw Dongge's face, He Changsheng wondered if something was wrong with his body.

... The heart throbbed, but it felt a little out of breath.

He looked up and asked, "Why don't you follow to go to the New Year?"

Dongge said succinctly: "It's too much trouble to go."

Shaking hands, signing a circle name, and talking about the slippery gossip, the take-out was coaxed to perform a "jump one", which is the same program every year. It is better to clean it at home.

In other words, he nodded slightly to Lou Sifan: "Senior Lou, happy new year."

The corner of Lou Sifan's mouth was frozen by the cold wind. "Hello."

He Changsheng asked, "Can I still disturb you at these days?"

Hearing that Lou Sifan's palms were slammed, and a small fire slowly roasted his heart, making him have the urge to yell and let Dongge go away.

Dongge tilted her head slightly: "If you are a senior, don't bother."

He Changsheng: "Uncle Aunt ..."

Winter Song: "I speak."

After discussing the matter of posting in a few words, He Changsheng turned his eyes back to Lou Sifan: "Brother Lou, if you come to play with me in the future, bring Dongge together."

In He Changsheng's opinion, the communication between Lou Sifan and Dongge is still too little.

If you bind Dongge to yourself, so that Brother Lou can have a chance to talk with Dongge more, you will find Dongge is a very good child.

Lou Sifan blinked his eyes and bent out a very gentle radian: "Okay, this is what Brother Lou owes you. It all listens to you."

Then he raised his face and smiled at Dongge: "Do you have time tomorrow? Let's go to the pool hall to play."

Dongge nodded slightly: "Well, okay."

Sending away Lou Sifan, He Changsheng walked to Dongge who wiped the railings: "What else do you do?"

Dongge looked up, not as polite as He Changsheng: "Will seniors drive ice cars?"

He Changsheng: "Yes." I learned it while working in the provincial ice rink.

Dongge said, "Let's smooth out the ice and water it again."

He Changsheng: "OK."

It took the two guys two hours to level the empty ice rink. The corners and corners that the whole ice car can't patronize can only be solved by manually chopping the ice and adding hot water.

Such a tedious work, but they did a lot of fun.

Dongge told him experience: "You can use warm water at about 50 degrees for pouring ice. If you can mix a little milk into it, the ice surface will be smooth and beautiful."

This kind of knowledge may sound boring to others, but He Changsheng asks seriously: "What is the ratio?"

Dongge told him.

To verify, the two cats ran into the house around their waists, carried a carton of milk, and poured it into the water tank together with the warm water.

He Changsheng leaned on the front passenger seat of the ice car and watched Dongge with his arms folded.

He wore the most common black down jacket and blue jeans, his eyebrows narrowed, showing a very serious look, because the injection process was not smooth, he licked his lips, and the natural red lips showed a little bit of crystal clear appearance.

He Changsheng didn't look away, and he didn't realize the last dance together. He thought of the close cooperation over the past few years. He thought he was waiting for him on the sidelines, and the people were flying like spirits.

He thought about it and laughed until Dongge called him "Senior."

He Changsheng: "... Ah?"

In Dongge's eyes, He Changsheng's mouth was crooked at this time, his cheek was stained with a pale scarlet color, like a delicious peach cake.

Chi Xiaochi sat in the cab and said to 061, "Six teachers, wait until next time Lou Sifan's regret is full, let's go."

061: "... No more talk?"

Chi Xiaochi Education 061: "Six teachers, we must learn to be content in life and system."

061: "..." Who dare to ask who exchanged half a warehouse card?

at the same time.

In a coffee shop, Lou Sifan and a thin monkey-like man were sitting at the door.

The man lit a cigarette: "I don't love the second wife, a huge family, making the family noisy."

The girl at the shop covered her nose and pointed to the sign on the wall: "Guest, this is a non-smoking place ..."

The thin monkey slanted the girl and pushed open the glass door of the coffee shop.

The subzero cold wind was drawn into the warm coffee like spring, and the girl's eyes were so straight that she trot to close the door.

The skinny monkey squinted at the little girl's shy look and grinned.

Lou Sifan stirs the milk into the coffee with one hand, holding a photo with his right hand, and slides his fingertips slowly on the plastic surface.

The skinny monkey stretched his neck: "Hey, the photo really came out."

Lou Sifan said, "Don't you want to see it?"

The thin monkey stretched out his hand: "Let my cousin see, which one is your friend?"

Lou Sifan handed him the picture: "The penultimate row, the second from the left."

This is a photo taken during the 30th anniversary of the establishment of the provincial team last spring. There are more than 20 leading figures of the provincial skate team.

The thin monkey cousin pouted: "This girl looks very energetic."

Lou Sifan was slightly dissatisfied: "... he doesn't like others saying he looks good."

His cousin laughed twice and spit out two smokes: "I know, I know. The targets are all there, when can you win them?"

He protruded his **** indecently, poking.

Lou Sifan frowned.

Unlike himself, his cousin has been in this small county since he was a child. He is called a brother and sister with a bunch of young gangsters. He went to this construction site to steal some steel and sell it tomorrow. He will drive a modified motorcycle intentionally The crowd blasted around, scaring them in screaming or yelling.

Lou Sifan has always been indifferent to his cousin.

If not for him this time ...

He raised his eyebrows, showing a distressed look.

Cousin: "What the **** are you doing, you're still **** after eating shit."

Lou Sifan smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid I can't catch up."

His cousin was immediately aroused: "What's wrong? People don't want to be gay?"

Lou Sifan said, "He was taken away by others."

"... I fuck?" Cousin yelled, "Don't you say he grew up with you, who the **** did you pry? Is there a first come first come? No rules?"

Lou Sifan said, "Let him have the ability."

Cousin: "Where did he mix? How old?"

Lou Sifan pointed to the photo.

Dongge stood in the middle of the first row, the position closest to the head coach.

The thin monkey glanced at it, and his mouth slid down: "I fuck, just a little calf with a poor face on this face?"

Lou Sifan spoke for him: "Cousin, don't you say it so badly. He is my teammate."

The thin monkey grasped the point keenly: "He pried the corner of your wall and unloaded your tires. This **** is also a teammate? ... he also plays slippery?"

Lou Sifan laughed: "Of course, it's not bad. Or our fellow."

The thin monkey said, "Okay, I took it."

Lou Sifan was surprised: "What do you remember?"

The thin monkey reached out and took the picture in his hand, and looked at Dongge's face in the picture: "You're in control, drink your coffee."

Lou Sifan's face became dignified: "Cousin, what are you doing?"

Skinny monkey: "Fuck it on my site, just **** it up."

Lou Sifan hurriedly said, "I really don't need to, really don't need to. What is this, no one can barely manage emotional matters."

The thin monkey took the index finger and snapped the photo: "It's all said, you don't care about this, ah."

Lou Sifan couldn't rest assured: "Cousin, I don't care about this matter, don't you ..."

Skinny monkey: "It's awful, you are a pussy. You put this picture here first, and I'll take it back to show my mother."

Lou Sifan watched the skinny monkey put the photo into the backpack's mezzanine, pulled the zipper up, raised the coffee cup, and hid a slight smile from the corner of his mouth.

In the next few days, in order to promote the relationship between the two, He Changsheng took Dongge every day and took the initiative to ask Lou Sifan to play.

There are not many things to play in this small county. The video game hall, billiard hall, board game room, and secret room escape. They all add up, and they have a lot of fun.

In the video game hall, Dongge didn't go anywhere. She filled a hundred game coins in a small, tattered plastic bucket, and caught a Spongebob baby doll.

Chi Xiaochi gave a winter song to his body while fishing for SpongeBob: "If you want to send it, give him his favorite thing. The gift is not precious, but in my heart."

061: "..."

I understand the truth, but it ’s hard for myself to have a handicapped hand.

Seeing that one hundred coins were dropped in half, the sponge babies in the doll machine were not moving one by one, and none of them were moved, and 061 finally couldn't stand it.

Chi Xiaochi dropped another coin.

The robotic arm was buzzing, and the three-claw iron hook descended slowly, only catching Spongebob's right hand.

Chi Xiaochi lamented: "Well, this iron hook is not good."

And the next second, the weak iron hook actually resembled iron tongs, and caught Spongebob's hand extremely fast, and hung up SpongeBob directly, transported it to the exit with a tight fit, and released it again .

Chi Xiaochi stayed for a long time, and then elated, "Six teachers, six teachers, look at my micro exercises!"

061: "..." Well, your micro-operation, your micro-operation.

Dongge, holding Spongebob, ran to He Changsheng, who was watching Lou Sifan playing a motorcycle, and said with a cold face, "I caught a doll for my senior."

This SpongeBob is very poor in quality. The nose is not the nose, not the eyes, but He Changsheng holds it in his arms, and his heart is a bit sweet.

...... He had been peeking at Winter Song just now.

He didn't know how to fish.

Looking at Dongge's immortal little eyes, his heart was soft.

It's the same on ice ...

"Thank you, I like it," he said.

He felt that this sentence could not fully express his mood, so he added: "... I like it very much."

Lou Sifan was sitting on the motorcycle that roared endlessly, and seemed to stare intently.

Just a dozen meters away, a group of small hairs regained their gaze at Dongge and walked out of the video game hall.