Klein bottle personality

"Shaojun is asleep?" Xiao Jin motioned towards the bedroom.

"Yes." Ding Muyan thought for a while and added, "Don't disturb him."

Xiao Jin didn't mean to go in: "No, I don't worry about you."

As he spoke, he sat down on the sofa, and the long hands and feet made the sofa very petite: "I have to thank you for Shaojun's affairs. You have helped take care of him a lot these years. He looks easy to talk, but he is actually very stubborn. I think you No less trouble."

What he said were very ordinary polite words, but they naturally carried a kind of momentum. Han Shaojun had them, but they were more peaceful, and Jiang Chen also had them, but they were more domineering. This is probably the natural calmness and confidence of people who grew up in such a favorable environment.

"Shao Jun is also my friend."

"I was at fault for this matter. If I had come back a few years earlier, the two of them would not have gotten into this field, and Shao Jun's illness would not have worsened." heart.

"It's more appropriate for Jiang Chen to say the apology."

"Two people falling in love is actually the same as making love. Sometimes one person is emotional, and the other person has no thought at all. The teasing foreplay is like the process of one party pursuing the other. When both of them are in the state , the dinner can only be served on the table, which is equivalent to confirming the relationship. But when it comes to carrying the gun to the battle, there will be many problems, such as where, how many clothes to take off, what posture to pose, and more importantly, can the two people be of the same size? Come on, it’s time for lubricants to come into play. Many times, lubricants determine the quality of sex, and it’s not impossible for pain and bleeding to cause no pleasure throughout the whole process, and it’s not impossible to directly lead to sexual frigidity.”

This argument is really surprising, and he compares himself to the fact that the lubricant protects the two of them is not untrue.

Ding Muyan adjusted his glasses, and said from the bottom of his heart: "Mr. Xiao really speaks amazingly."

Their contacts are nothing more than that, one meeting and one conversation, but on Mr. Lu's side, Xiao Jin said that they became good friends.

"That's great, I don't need to bother to introduce." Lu Lao looked at Ding Muyan for a while, and Xiao Jin for a while, with a kind face.

Seeing that Mr. Lu was happy, Ding Muyan recognized the relationship between the two.

"But my little friend, I still have to talk to you." Mr. Lu excitedly pulled Xiao Jin and said to Ding Muyan, "I have known Xiao Xiao for a long time, and few young people like it now. It’s rare to have a bosom friend in opera. But then again, you haven’t come to see me for some time.”

"You have wronged me, Mr. Lu. I haven't settled down yet after returning to China. Didn't I come to visit you as soon as I have time?"

Lu is always a fan of operas, he used to ignore it when he was busy, but now he is at home listening to tunes and humming all day long.In Ding Muyan's cognition, Xiao Jin's hobbies should be trendy and westernized. He did not expect that he also likes listening to operas, which is really beyond his expectation.

"That's good, you have a companion." Ding Muyan said.

Elder Lu said mysteriously: "Xiao Xiao not only loves to listen, but also plays the piano well, you must have never imagined it."

This time Ding Muyan was even more surprised. Huqin, if played well, is called art, but if played poorly, it is called sawing wood. "Oh, really?" Ding Muyan looked at Xiao Jin suspiciously.

"That is to say, to play casually when you have nothing to do." Xiao Jin said.

"Look at this tone, play casually, why not take this opportunity to show your hand?"

"Oh, Mr. Lu, don't laugh at me."

"Why am I making fun of you?" Elder Lu complained to Ding Muyan, "Look at him, he's fake modesty! Why do you young people like to play such hypocritical tricks?"

Ding Muyan hurriedly said: "If you criticize him, don't take me with you."

Xiao Jin raised the corner of his eyes at Ding Muyan: "Do you want to hear it?"

A very common sentence, uttered by Xiao Jin with a provocative meaning, as if what he wanted to answer was not about playing the violin, but about some secret private room.

"I'm looking forward to it." Ding Muyan said.

Xiao Jin was no longer modest, he generously asked Mr. Lu to borrow a piano, put a chair in front of them, rested the legs, put a cloth on the legs, and opened the door a little by hand.

Jinghu Ding Muyan couldn't understand. Xiao Jin raised his hand seemingly inadvertently, and made a strong and powerful note, and then a series of high-pitched and bright notes slid out from the strings. The penetrating sound echoed in the old house. It reverberated in the air, loud and clear yet smooth and smooth, covering all the sounds, as if what Xiao Jin was waving was not a piano bow, but a sharp sword, cutting the void with every movement he made.

Lu Lao shook his head and relished it, and Ding Muyan was also in a daze. The voice was so sharp that it went straight to his heart, with a special vigor, especially Xiao Jin's performance was more aggressive, like a horse among thousands of horses. The iron cavalry, passing through the customs and killing a bloody road, stood at the end of the world and looked back at the sea of ​​corpses and blood.It is hard for him to imagine that such a maverick voice will be used as an accompaniment, and probably only with the unique charm of Peking Opera can it complement each other.

Xiao Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, intoxicated by the sound of the piano.A person's temperament can be hidden, but a person's piano sound cannot be concealed. At this moment, Ding Muyan has a new understanding of Xiao Jin.

"Well, let me just say that Xiao Xiao's piano is pretty good. He has a famous teacher." After the song was over, Mr. Lu proudly showed off, as if he played the song just now.

"I haven't practiced for a long time, and my hands are raw." Xiao Jin put the piano away carefully.

"Again! False modesty! Be sincere, young man!" Lu Lao snorted.

Xiao Jin had nothing to do with him, he smiled wryly and shook his head.

Mr. Lu didn't say he was happy, and turned to Ding Muyan: "Mu Yan, I miss you since I haven't heard you play the piano for many years, but unfortunately there is no condition here."

The cannon fire moved so fast that Ding Muyan was caught off guard: "Teacher, don't bother your ears. I still expect to honor you for a few more years."

Elder Lu laughed out loud.

"You can also play the piano?" Xiao Jin recalled that he hadn't seen anything related to music in his house, "It's hidden, Dr. Ding."

"I practiced it for a few years when I was a child, and said it was to practice finger flexibility, but then it was nothing."

"Oh." Xiao Jin responded lightly, with a deep syllable and a smiling look in his eyes, which elicited an infinitely deep meaning from a word.

They had a conversation with Mr. Lu again, and both of them said goodbye.

Back in the parking lot, Ding Muyan opened the car door and just got in when Xiao Jin followed him in.

Before Ding Muyan could make a sound, he saw Xiao Jin twisting his body and staring straight at the back seat. Following his line of sight, Ding Muyan saw the suit jacket he had thrown behind—it was stained red with blood before doing it. Sheer jacket.

"No wonder there is such a strong smell of blood, what should I take it for?" Xiao Jin hooked the corners of his lips.

"What are you doing? The perverted doctor secretly digs out the patient's internal organs?" Ding Muyan said coldly.

Xiao Jin smiled, let alone, the moment he saw the bloody coat, the perverted picture of digging his heart and lungs did flash in his mind: "Did you get it dirty when you saved people? Oh, then There must be a lot of blood, it must have been a bad accident, and meeting you is a blessing among misfortunes." Xiao Jin suddenly thought of something, "You don't often save people on the street, do you?"

"What are you thinking?" Ding Muyan glanced at him, "How about the first time, I don't have the halo of death."

Xiao Jin once again confirmed his sneering traits, pulled out the seat belt and buckled it up, and then looked straight ahead.

"I didn't drive, so you kindly gave me a ride?" Xiao Jin didn't treat himself as an outsider, although it was a question, but he didn't have a question attitude.

Ding Muyan was not very willing, but he bought the ticket as if he was listening to the music: "Where are you going?"

Xiao Jin gave an address, and Ding Muyan thought about it, but just as he started the car and was about to leave, his cell phone rang.Ding Muyan said sorry and picked up the phone.

"Brother Yan, what are you doing?" One deliberately pinched his throat to pretend to be a delicate voice.

The voice was very loud, and the carriage was very quiet. The voice of a bustard was like a spoon being scraped in a pot. Even Xiao Jin, who had seen the big scene, couldn't help but look sideways. Ding Muyan's face was covered with a layer of frost: "Okay!" say!"

The opposite person muttered resentfully, and his voice returned to normal. It was a male voice with a youthful feel: "I miss you, Brother Yan."

"There is something to talk about, nothing to do, I will hang up!"

"You murdered me!"

"three!"

"A heartless wolf with a big tail!"

"two!"

"My God! Why are you so cruel?"

"one!"

"Wait, wait! I really have something to do!"

"Say!"

The other party stammered: "That... um... not... um... not that little bitch of cabbage worm... Now Brother Ming is celebrating his birthday... He just laughed at me! Shameless! It's showing off the whole street! Let's see how long he can be proud! Brother Ming is just trying to figure something new!"

The person on the phone switched freely between shyness and fury. Seeing that he had strayed far from the topic, Ding Muyan hurriedly interrupted him: "So?"

"So... so..." The other party switched to a shy personality, "So... can you come and pretend to me?"

The last few words were so low that a mosquito screamed, obviously guilty. Ding Muyan, who wanted to teach others, softened his tone a little: "You can find Peng Peng, I am a little tired today."

The other side was silent for a while and said: "Peng Peng brought his new boyfriend..."

Ding Muyan really didn't want to go, he didn't like a noisy environment, not to mention having a day's surgery and staying with Mr. Lu for a night, he urgently needed to go home and sleep.

Hearing that Ding Muyan did not respond for a long time, the other party pleaded timidly: "They are all in pairs..."

Ding Muyan sighed: "Okay, where are you?"

The other side cheered and gave an address.

After hanging up the phone, Ding Muyan said to Xiao Jin: "Excuse me, you can take a taxi, I have something else to do."

During the whole call, Xiao Jin heard: "I'll go together, since I'm idle anyway."

Ding Muyan frowned: "It's not suitable for you to go there."

"As long as it's not the women's bathroom, I should be able to go."

"you know what I mean."

"I want to get to know you, seeing is worth seeing." Xiao Jin stretched his limbs, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, tilted his head slightly, it was hard to tell from his face whether it was sincerity or a joke.

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