I fell in love with the second generation of Tuweifu and killed each other♂Two or three things

Ten

Holding someone in my arms, my whole body froze, hesitating for a long time between pushing away and gently hugging.However, before I could come to a conclusion, I heard a slight snoring sound coming from my ears.

The little boss kept talking and hugging, regardless of the turbulent heart of me, a melon-eating crowd, I went to meet Zhou Gong comfortably.

I know I'm weak, but I don't dare to just take the little boss back to his bedroom and let him fall.Fortunately, the sofa is also quite long and comfortable. I carefully laid the person in my arms flat on the sofa, for fear of waking him up——I found my heart beating strangely, and I really didn’t know how to face the little boss. .

Taking the quilt and covering the little boss, he hugged the quilt and wrapped himself up spontaneously.The indoor temperature is quite high, I am afraid that the little boss will get angry like this and pull his head out.

The little boss who fell asleep was neither cold nor unkind at all, and looked obedient and sweet.

I looked at the little boss's face and carefully pondered what he said—drunk is drunk, but the little boss's words don't seem to be made up. Look at his affirmation, and the behavior of the little boss when we first met. Could it be that we both Have you seen it before?

When I thought about it carefully, I felt that it was unreasonable for me not to remember the experience of dealing with such a person.

I looked carefully at the face of the little boss, trying to match up with someone in my memory, but I couldn't find a clue.

I suddenly discovered that the little boss had a mole on the end of his eyebrow, which I couldn't see unless I looked carefully.This reminds me.

But the protagonist in my memory... I continued to look at the little boss carefully, and felt that it was really a man with eighteen changes.

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This was ten years ago.

I was about fifteen or sixteen years old at the time, and I had nothing to do all day during the summer vacation after the high school entrance examination.

Although I'm just an ordinary dick now, who doesn't have a glorious past to brag about.

That was my most glorious period of time.

At that time, my name was nice, I was good looking, I studied well, and I was the number one person in the school.After the high school entrance examination, I was admitted to the best high school in the city. The small junior high school I graduated from even gave me a big red happy announcement to commend me. Pedestrians passing by the school would turn their heads to look at my name and think, yo , This kid is awesome.

At that time, I also felt that I was so awesome, every day I was the oldest and the second.In addition to the rebellious period, I am tired of being praised every day, so I don't want to be honest.

Then I stole a few hundred dollars from home and ran away, bought colorful clothes, dyed my hair a particularly eye-catching color, and went to Internet cafes pretending to be a social person.

That was the first day I ran out, not to mention that I actually sneaked into an Internet cafe. After staying for a day, I didn't think it was interesting when it got dark, so I went for a walk on the street.

I was walking around and something bumped into me, and it hurt a lot.

When I took a closer look, it was a kid in his teens, fat and chubby, not too tall, just like a ball.

The child didn't know why he was wronged, and it also hurt him to hit me, so he just cried there without making a sound, and the tears fell down.

I was young at the time and had never seen such a scene. I thought I had been hit by someone and was so frightened that I didn’t know what to do. I rummaged through my pocket for a long time to find a lump of candy, peeled off the paper and stuffed it into the child’s mouth. I had to coax: " Hey little ancestor, let's not cry, brother didn't do it on purpose."

The little fat man moved his mouth, thinking that the candy was delicious, and the tears stopped falling, and he politely said "thank you brother".

I watched the little fat man with tears on his face, moving his mouth and eating candy, which was quite interesting, and when I poked his bulging cheeks, he would hum like a small animal.

I was very happy playing here. I heard the little fat man's stomach growling. I was a little hungry after playing games all day. There was a KFC next to me, so I led the little fat man in. The little fat man knew it was a meal. It's quite honest to be led by me.

With my eye-catching hair color, I bought two packages under everyone's gaze.

The little fat man was starving, and kept eating there with his head down.

After I finished eating, I tried to communicate with the little fat man.

"Are you separated from the adults?"

"No... I, I ran away from home."

Yo, isn't this the same as my brother and me!

"Why did you run out?"

Then I heard the little fat man complain that living in a big house is too lonely, eating abalone and lobster is too monotonous, and how he was forced to learn the tragic life of piano.

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"I don't know why I have to live such a life, and I don't know what kind of person I will become in the future. It seems that I will do whatever my parents want me to do, but I don't like it!" The little fat man was squeezed in Rou Zhong's eyes were dark and bright, and his words were mature for his age.

At that time, I felt that I was awesome, and then I tried to give this little fat man some spiritual guidance.

"In life, you don't necessarily like what you like. You have to do what you don't like, because you not only live for yourself in this life, but you also have to shoulder your responsibilities." I saw the little fat man with a confused face.

"Unhappy things are unavoidable, but don't wrong yourself too much, just try to make yourself happy at other times." The little fat man nodded as if he didn't understand, and he was very satisfied with this taught look my inflated mind,

"Then...then what kind of person should I be? Are my parents like me?" The little fat man has already regarded me as a life mentor.

"I, if I don't know what to be, just be like me!"

"Then what kind of person are you?"

"I'm awesome, look, Kaijie you, a confused child, is not very kind, learns, learns first-rate, and then I can do decathlon, I... I can cook, you Look, you don’t know how to do it.” I cook instant noodles pretty well, so this...isn’t it a lie to a child.

The little fat man approached me: "Okay, I want to be like my brother, pull the hook." Only when I got closer did I see that there was a mole on the end of the little fat man's eyebrow.

I think I am probably full of light in the little fat man's eyes now.

After that, I sent him to his house according to the memory of the little fat man, and then he was carried in by his mother.His mother insisted on thanking me for giving me a red envelope, but I justly refused.

I bragged about being awesome in front of the little fat man, and my whole body was in a good mood.

Then someone saw it and told my mother, and I was taken back and beaten up.

This incident was just an episode, and it was the beating that I remembered more clearly.After that, I was forced to dye my hair back, and I was honestly ready to start school.

Later, when I was in high school, I found out that there are people out there, and there are people out there.

I couldn't accept it for a while, and tried to catch up, but it didn't work.Talent is really important sometimes, and you will get used to it after a long time.

I occasionally pass by my junior high school, and I still see the red happy news.It is displayed in a glass frame, and it is still bright, but I have disappeared from everyone.

Afterwards, my life was uneventful, and I became an ordinary little dick in the metropolis.As for what I once boasted to a little fat man about becoming a person like me, I have long forgotten it.

The little fat man in memory and the little boss in reality overlapped with difficulty.

I think of the secretary girl saying that the little boss seems to have skipped a grade, and his grades are particularly good; I think of the little boss, although he doesn't like to talk, but he is kind to everyone and rarely loses his temper; I think of his habit of cooking when he has nothing to do... ····It seems that what I said casually at the time, he took it all seriously, and then regarded it as a goal, and worked hard to achieve it

······Of course, there are also wonderful clothes. I guess I thought it was good-looking because I was wearing the same color palette at the time.

I remembered the first time I had dinner at the little boss's house. He seemed to say "Nice to see you again" when he sent me out. I thought it was something I saw the day before, but when I thought about it, he should I have recognized me a long time ago. This "again" is the reunion after more than ten years.

The little boss seemed to be dreaming, and said in a daze, "I have become you, where are you?"

"I'm here, watching you."

The little boss was happy when he heard the answer, his cheeks puffed up, and when I poked it, he still made the same little animal-like humming sound as when I was a child.

Unexpectedly, I lowered my head and kissed his cheek lightly.

People are thinner, but still soft, I thought while secretly having fun.

The author has something to say:

Shen Shuqi is four years older than the little boss. When he was young, one was 15 and the other was 11. Now he is 25 and the other is 21. The little boss graduated from graduate school.

Shen Shuqi: If I were wearing women's clothing at that time, would the little boss... Hehehe, suddenly become abnormal