Amorous Short Stories

Yan Wu stood at the door of the dog market, and heard a barking bark, it was really noisy.

Ding Qing sent a message.

--Reached?

—Here we are, at the door.

Poker felt that he was a bit redundant, Yan Wu looked at the dog, looked at the phone, occasionally took a photo of a dog, and then typed on the phone for a long time.And wherever Yan Wu went, there was always a bark of dogs, full of hostility.Poker didn't believe it at first, so he approached the cage by himself. The schnauzer in the cage quieted down after barking twice, and let Poker approach.Then poker let Yan Wu go, the schnauzer barked continuously, seeing Yan Wu getting closer, the sound became louder and louder, and Yan Wu felt tired for him, turned around and walked away, barking followed stop.Poker stared at this scene very funny. Although he knew that some people are not close to animals by nature, dogs are also relatively easy to get close to. Yan Wu is really a veritable dog.

Yan Wu was a little melancholy, but he really wanted to take a closer look at the dogs and take one back. His favorite was Labrador.He took a fancy to a yellow one, its eyes were like black crystals, its ears drooped and looked very cute, it stood more than half a meter tall, beautiful and handsome, Yan Wu thought it was pretty, and was about to take a closer look when he stumbled and bowed his head Look, it's a small off-white Labrador, with its head up, its front legs hugging Yan Wu's ankle one after the other, the black crystal flashes, Yan Wu's heart thumps—thump—— After knocking twice, he bent down and picked up the puppy.

"How big do you think he is?" Yan Wu held up the dog.

Poker frowned: "You can't hold a dog like this." He reached out to take it, "Four months."

Yan Wu put his face close to the puppy, and the puppy just whined twice, and stretched out its pink tongue trying to lick his nose, but failed.Yan Wu looked at him with a smile: "That's him."

The owner of the shop found that the cage used by the puppy was not closed, and was rushing over. Hearing Yan Wu's words, he hesitated, thinking that it should be easy to find out: "Are you sure? He doesn't know how to bark."

Poker laughed, and blamed Yan Wu.

Yan Wu was immersed in the shining black crystal, smiling unabated: "Just him." Yan Wu didn't know much about the process of buying a dog. The shopkeeper also provided vaccines and certificates. Yan Wu didn't understand, let Poker go Follow, stand aside and wait.

— Bought it?

— bought it.Guess what I bought?

--what colour?

--White.

——Off-white or pure white?

—is it different?

--Of course

--off white.

— Labrador?

Yan Wu stared at the phone, a little...sure.

——Guess right?

i guess right

--Um.

—Could it be a puppy?

Yan Wu raised his head subconsciously and looked around, trying to make sure that Ding Qing was not there.

--how do you know?

——Hahaha I really do

Yan Wu

You are easy to guess

to me

Yan Wu procrastinated for almost a month, and finally set off to collect the rent from the last family.

After crossing the Ping River and passing through the urban-suburban junction, Yan Wu drove for another ten minutes. The houses gradually became sparser and smaller, and the buildings became older and older. He knew that he had arrived at his destination.

Yan Wu took a closer look at the flower seller's information, and found a dilapidated building between two dilapidated residential buildings. It's foul language.Both doors were open, Yan Wu walked in and saw a table, which was probably used to register guests in and out, but now there is only a table, full of various sundries, some mop heads, some with half of the head missing Teddy bear.Yan Wu walked around the platform and walked into the corridor.

There was a lot of noise in the corridor, but there was no one there, because the door was too thin to separate the parents.

The place Yan Wu was going to was on the fifth floor, and the stairs were at the end of the corridor.

Suddenly the door of 104 opened, and a woman with smoky makeup, in her fifties, smoking a cigarette, was staggering to send people out.A thin, shirtless man came out of his trousers while he was zipping them up, staring down at his zipper, muttering something in his mouth, as he passed by the woman, he reached out and slapped her on the bottom, and the woman laughed , showing a mouthful of yellow teeth, winking, and handing him the clothes.Saying goodbye to the man, the smoky makeup noticed Yan Wu, stunned for a moment, then smiled and leaned over, put his hands on Yan Wu's waist, and asked him who he was looking for in English, Yan Wu didn't speak, smiled and continued to move forward .The woman glanced behind him, clicked her tongue twice, entered the room and closed the door.

Smell of smoke, a little itchy.Yan Wu also took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth, no fire, no light.

The door of 107 opened, and a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy crashed the door and fell out, right in front of Yan Wu, wearing white and yellow short sleeves, shorts, and slippers, holding a handful of change in his hand.The boy raised his head and looked at Yan Wu, and when he heard the sound of cursing in the room, he immediately stood up on his feet, and quickly ran away around Yan Wu.Yan Wu forgot to take a look into the room. A 50-[-]-year-old man was lying on his back on the sofa, his trouser legs were empty, a few used needles and syringes were thrown on the plate in one hand, and a few syringes were left in the other hand. bottle of wine.Seeing Yan Wu's figure, the man threw the wine bottle over and smashed it against the door. With a cracking sound, he cursed a string of French, which Yan Wu could understand: "God damn robbers."

Yan Wu came to the fifth floor.

503 is easy to find, and it is different from the surrounding doors. There is a word "福" pasted on its door, and there are only a few words left in the couplets next to the door frames on both sides.Just as Yan Wu was about to knock on the door, the door was kicked open by one foot from the inside. Yan Wu took a step back. A burly Caucasian man with his trousers unzipped, turned his head and scolded the people in the room as he walked out. Seeing Yan Wu, he shook his head. He shook his head and said to Yan Wu, "That woman is crazy."

Yan Wu leaned towards the door and saw the back of a woman, who was crying by the table.Yan Wu stood by the door, waiting for the people inside to rest.

After the weeping in the room stopped for a while, Yan Wu stood at the door again, looked at the woman's back, and asked her, "Can I go in?"

The woman turned her head, stood up, clenched her hands into fists, stared at Yan Wu with red eyes, one eye was bruised and purple, and there was blood from the bite at the corner of her mouth.Asian, more than 1.7 meters five, a plain flower skirt, a gray shawl, and hair tied up, making him look slender and tall. He stepped on the ground with bare feet, showing a fearless look. Xiang Yanwu.

Yan Wu's eyes are mainly placed on her abdomen.She's pregnant, looks like she's about four months old.

The two were silent for a while, and the woman saw that Yan Wu had no intention of attacking, so she stepped back to let Yan Wu in.

She stretched out her finger to point to the stool beside the table and told Yan Wu to sit down.

"Are you here to collect rent?" the woman asked Yan Wu indifferently while supporting her waist.

Yan Wu nodded: "Did he tell you?"

The woman snorted contemptuously: "It's been a long time since I saw him." The woman was talking about Cohiba.

Yan Wu looked at this room, it was small and old, counting from south to north, there was a bed with messy piles of clothes beside the bed, a dressing table, a cabinet, then the toilet, and then this table.Further north, across the sliding door is the kitchen. The faucet probably won't close tightly when the door is open. There are a few loops of tape wrapped around it, but the water is still dripping.

The woman looked at Yan Wu with a broken look: "I have no money for the past two months. I paid it before."

Yan Wu didn't speak, and asked her: "Can I walk around here?"

The woman smiled contemptuously, waved her hand, and let him go.

Yan Wu stood up, handed her a piece of toilet paper, and pointed to the corner of his mouth.The woman froze for a moment, then reached out to take it.

Yan Wu walked to the cabinet, and there was a 20 cm tall sphinx on top of the cabinet, Yan Wu turned to her and asked, "Where did this come from?"

The woman is not very angry: "It is inherited from the ancestors."

"Give this to me for your rent."

The woman stared at him, making sure that Yan Wu was not joking, she nodded in disbelief: "Okay."

Yan Wu took it down, the cabinet shook, the paper on the feet was crooked, Yan Wu squatted down and took out the paper, the paper was a bit hard, golden, it was a certificate, No.1 in the primary school Go competition, Yan Wu folded it again Just stuff it back.

The woman was sitting at the table, still very nervous, paying close attention to the movements on Yan Wu's side.Yan Wu sat back on the stool again, and saw a few apricots on the plate on the table, the ones that had been there for a long time, he probably bought a lot when he bought them, and have eaten them till now.Yan Wu couldn't remember which old book he had read that apricots had the effect of slipping tires.

Yan Wu sat at the table for a while, chatted with the woman for a while, remembered the Chinese on the certificate, and asked her: "Can you speak Chinese?"

The woman didn't respond, but nodded, not wanting to talk about this.

Yan Wu got up and was about to leave, but before he left, he saw Xingzi again and asked her, "Can you give me this too?"

The woman handed over a whole bag: "If you want to eat, I will give it to you, this is very sour."

Yan Wu came out of the woman's house, went down to the first floor, and knocked on the door of 104.When the door was pushed out, the impatient face with smoky makeup appeared, and when he saw Yan Wu, he suddenly smiled happily, and put his hand on Yan Wu's shoulder: "Come in?"

Yan Wu shook her hands calmly, leaned against the door frame, and asked her with a smile: "Do you know everyone in this building?"

The smoky makeup looked at Yan Wu, retracted his hand, crossed his arms, and leaned against the door frame on the other side, with a clear look: "What do you want to know, handsome boy?"

"The woman from 503. Where is she from?"

The smoky makeup rolled his eyes: "Is there still smoke?"

Yan Wu took out another one and gave it to her.

"The smoke is good." The smoky makeup took it over, put it in his mouth and looked up at Yan Wu, "Where's the fire?"

Yan Wu shook his head: "No fire."

The smoky makeup glared at him, put the cigarette away and put it in his pocket, and kept it for a while before smoking.

"Laos. She said that she was born in China and didn't return to Laos until the [-]th and [-]th. Later—you listen, this is called funny—she wanted to go to the United States, smuggled, and paid the money, but the boat arrived in Songkhla. I left her behind, she has no relatives, no money, and she ended up here.” The smoky makeup happily told other people’s stories, “Apricots are pretty good.” He squeezed his hands into the small mouth of the bag as he spoke took two.

Yan Wu handed her all the bags: "All for you."

Yan Wu was about to leave, and asked again: "What's her name?"

"What's your name?" The smoky makeup was looking down at the bag, and when she heard the sound, she raised her head and looked at Yan Wu with a funny face, "What's your name? It's pretty much the same in this line of work, Gina, Cherry, Crystal... Hmph." The smoky makeup shook her head, and said to herself, "What a damn lover, asking for his name..."

Yan Wu waited for her to end his nagging conversation with himself.

The smoky makeup read for a long time, looked up and found that Yan Wu was still staring at her, so he curled his lips: "Fienna."

Yan Wu nodded to leave.

The smoky makeup stopped him again, feeling a little agitated: "Hey, do you like her? Do you think she is pitiful? There are so many poor people, she has suffered so much. What people do in this life is their own fault..."

Yan Wu didn't want to hear it anymore, turned and left.The voice behind also gradually faded away.

Yan Wu drove back and threw away the cheap sphinx of more than 50 baht when he got off the car. The next day, he went to the flower seller and gave him two months' rent, a total of [-] plants. Those who want to sell flowers are simply vampires, and that kind of place dares to ask for this price.

The florist looked at the money and praised: "You managed to collect all of it..."