Don't secretly shoot women's clothing gangsters

He can be sure that this person is not Qian Cheng. After all, Qian Cheng's petite height is placed there. According to the position of the palm contact, Qian Cheng probably needs to stand on tiptoe to get this effect-although it is sad, but this is the truth.

"It's really you?" The other party looked in disbelief.

Ding Zile turned his head to face the last face that seemed to be familiar to him, recalling it for a few seconds before pulling him out of his memory, his smile was full of vitality: "Damn it? When did you come back?"

Acquaintances are not easy to come across, but today I met one.

Li Jifei was wearing a hoodie and a variegated scarf around his neck. Ding Zile had sharp eyes and recognized that his sweatpants were still the uniforms of the college back then. They were extremely wide and had a very special shortening effect. Forcibly cut the two-meter-long legs into 1.3 meters.

"Don't give up on yourself just because you're studying." Ding Zile sized him up and knew that this was the "Mom is afraid you'll be cold" series of suits. "Why did you come back when you were free?"

"I just came back from a business trip with my tutor..." Li Jifei smiled, and caught a glimpse of Qian Cheng, "Hey, I haven't seen this kid before... your friend?"

"Well, let me introduce my roommate and colleague. Qian Cheng." Ding Zile smiled, "Xiao Qian, this is my classmate, Li Jifei, you can call him Xiao Li."

Didn't correct the title of "children"?

Qian Cheng was already unable to complain, looking at this handsome guy whose painting style was similar to his, he could feel friendly in the dark, so he nodded, and saw Li Jifei winking at Ding Zile: "You actually have a roommate ?”

"What do you mean?" Ding Zile gave him an elbow, "I am such a warm and generous person, why can't I have roommates?"

Li Jifei laughed loudly: "It seems that this kid is really extraordinary."

Qian Cheng didn't know whether he should interrupt or not, thinking that he had ruined the beautiful atmosphere several times today, he still chose to pretend to look around.

I have to say, the scenery is quite nice.

This area is built near the lake, and the cafes are all transformed from small villas, so extravagant that each building is only two or three meters high.The road is not wide, and a wooden plank road has been built by the lake, with a wide view. Occasionally, egrets stop, and people walking far and near can see it at a glance.

Ding Zile and the handsome guy in sweatpants were still chatting, Qian Cheng was doing nothing, but saw a rather suspicious figure wandering around even more idle than him.That person obviously also saw Qian Cheng, without direct eye contact, he walked away nonchalantly after a while.

Qian Cheng thought about it, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it in broad daylight, but he always had to be careful, it was hard to say anything.

Li Jifei was very enthusiastic. He obviously took a break from his busy schedule to give himself a vacation, but he insisted on taking the two of them to eat together. When he learned that the two had just finished a blind date, he yelled and sighed.

"I'm getting old, and now the kids are all going on blind dates!" Li Jifei said one kid at a time, leaving Qian Cheng speechless, and couldn't help but ask, "Are you Geng?"

"25 for free." Li Jifei grinned.

The corner of Qian Cheng's mouth twitched: "We are the same age."

Li Jifei was shocked, and when he was about to continue expressing his emotions, Ding Zile covered his mouth in time: "It's not like you've been locked up for reading a blog. You don't make a fuss like a city person at all."

"I'm just locked up!" Li Jifei smiled, "It's been a long time since I talked with you ordinary people, and I feel very uncomfortable."

"Get lost." Ding Zile said concisely.

"Brothers who have been together for many years can't be so ruthless!" Li Jifei's face was probably specially processed, and he was unyielding.

"Get out." Ding Zile thought for a while, but found a more euphemistic way of saying, "Get out?"

He didn't eat the meal, but was dragged back to drink coffee.Qian Cheng subconsciously turned his head when he entered the cafe, and the suspicious figure was still pacing back and forth by the lake.

"Hey." When he sat down, Qian Cheng tugged at the corner of Ding Zile's clothes, "I think it's strange that someone keeps looking at us."

Ding Zile's awareness of defense was so weak that he couldn't even keep his clothes on. As soon as Qian Cheng reminded him, he suddenly remembered that he still had a task today.

Catch perverts.

The previous task was completed so well that I almost forgot about this one.

Eighty percent yes.Ding Zile quickly turned on the phone, and a new message popped up: "I saw you. The boardwalk by the lake."

3 minutes ago.

Ding Zile calmed down: "I'll go out for a while and deal with something."

Qian Cheng felt that something was wrong with Ding Zile, and he and Li Jifei stared at each other for three seconds, and they both agreed, "Go out and have a look?"

Qian Cheng was inexplicably relieved that the tacit understanding with some people could indeed be reached in a second.

When Ding Zile walked out of the cafe, he suddenly felt a little cold in the wind. It was very strange. It only took a few minutes to go in and out. How could it be so cold all of a sudden?

He involuntarily squinted his eyes, looked around, and soon saw the man walking by the lake.

He didn't know him, but he felt it was him.The other party also stopped and looked over.

Ah, somewhere, I saw you, and you saw me.Ding Zile felt that he could change his career to write movie scripts.

He sighed, crossed the narrow road, separated by a flower stand: "Is that you?"

He is a very ordinary man, 50 to [-] years old, wearing a gray jacket, the kind that takes a long time to recognize on the street.The other party looked at Ding Zile in astonishment. He didn't know whether it was because he suddenly saw the goddess in his dream and didn't realize it for a while, or what happened. After a long time, he said, "Why are you different from the picture?"

"Why is it different?" Ding Zile felt inexplicably amused, "It's me in the photo, but with makeup on. I'm also wearing a wig."

The other party couldn't believe it, took out his mobile phone and tapped it twice, held up the mobile phone and compared it with Ding Zile, and after a long time, he put it down reluctantly.

"Are you satisfied?" Ding Zile said, "If you see it, let's go."

I didn't expect it to be so calm, but it was unexpected. I thought the other party would rush forward with special enthusiasm, or ask something, but it turned out to be so silent. Ding Zile felt that all his psychological preparations were in vain.

Maybe the matter is not that complicated in the first place, and if it is solved early, the more it is delayed, the more it will make people feel inexplicable attachment.

The gray jacket didn't move for a long time, and Ding Zile couldn't waste it with him: "Forget it, then I'll go back."

The moment he turned around, Ding Zile suddenly had an ominous premonition, and before this thought could fully emerge in his mind, he was dragged down.

His shoulder hit the ground first, and before he could feel the pain, his face made intimate contact with the ground.How fucking strong, Ding Zile frowned, the first thought popped out.This was much stronger than when he used the mop to throw Qian Cheng on the floor.

"Why!" The gray jacket didn't look strong, but its strength was astonishing. Ding Zile felt a small stone hit his face, and the fine-grained pain hit his nerves as it rubbed against his skin.

"Why! What! What!" Gray Jacket hoarse, "For—"

This action is really embarrassing.Ding Zile couldn't see the target, so being subdued by someone like this really hurt his face, but before Gray Jacket finished "why" for the third time, Qian Cheng gave him a stick very bravely and very simply.

Ding Zile took the opportunity to get away, and before he could stand still, he couldn't help punching the gray jacket who was still full of little stars.

Strong enough.Qian Cheng and Ding Zile sympathized with Hui Jacket very much. After a punch, Hui Jacket's nosebleeds burst out happily like a Baotu Spring.

Facts have proved that this gray jacket shocked Ding Zile for a moment because of the power that erupted at that moment. If you don't come out, the only thing left is to be beaten.

This fight was really not exciting at all.

Ding Zile didn't beat him too much. After all, his face was still hurting, especially when Gray Jacket finally started crying, which made him feel a little baffled.

He turned his face to the ground and didn't say anything just now, why would he cry after being punched?Is the middle-aged uncle now too glass-hearted?

"You..." Gray Jacket was aggrieved, "Why did you want to see me? Why did you agree to see me?"

This is even more inexplicable.Ding Zile shook his arms: "No...you send messages every day to meet up, if I don't promise you, what else can I do?"

"Then you shouldn't!" Gray Jacket was even more aggrieved, "You...why are you like this!"

"What else can I be like?" Ding Zile was a little helpless, "Scared you? I'm sorry, I'm just such a rough guy. Uncle, I think you are not young, can you stop being obsessed Do you only believe in photos on the Internet? This world is very fake."

Ding Zile felt that his IQ was insufficient for saying this, but now he obviously has a strange thing in front of him that needs to be recharged or he will be recycled.

Gray Jacket stopped talking, and after a while, he stood up and limped away.

Sure enough, the fights encountered by middle-aged and elderly people are so boring.Ding Zile glanced at the surface of the lake, thinking that he could stage a plot of throwing people into the lake, but sure enough, he still needed to make up his own imagination.

"Your face is hurt." Li Jifei pointed at Ding Zile's face, "Go to the hospital to have a look, after all, you still rely on your face for food."

"Get lost." Ding Zile rolled his eyes, "Can I have some sympathy?"

Qian Cheng threw the stick away, came over to see his injury, and squeezed his arm carefully: "Are you okay? You just hit your shoulder just now."

Qian Cheng knew how to find a place, Ding Zile reacted after a few seconds of pain: "Did you see the whole process just now?"

"That's right." Qian Cheng checked the wound on his face, "Why don't we go to the community hospital to treat it first, or it will be infected."

"Why didn't you just come and help when you saw it?" Ding Zile was a little sad and indignant, "I remember being held on the ground for about ten seconds?"

"Well, I'm looking for a stick..." Qian Cheng scratched his head, "Also, I thought you could handle it yourself."

ridicule!Chi Guoguo's taunt!

Ding Zile cast a vicious glance at Li Jifei: "If you dare to tell the story, I'll dig the grave later."

"Oh, don't dare." Li Jifei waved his hands quickly, "Absolutely not! I guarantee it with my personality."

"Your personality is not very reliable." Ding Zile said helplessly, "Forget it, it's okay if you're just a counselor. If there is a real fight, I'm afraid I won't be able to fight."

"It's not ashamed to throw it away." Li Jifei crossed his arms, "I think you can beat even a small amount of money."

"I can do it with a stick." Ding Zile took the wet paper towel handed over by Qian Cheng, and wiped it carefully. Was it mild and non-irritating?Still grinning in pain.

"I can fight without a stick." Qian Cheng still couldn't help correcting, "But I think that as a public servant of the people, we can't use force to solve problems."

Ding Zile suddenly felt that the world was really full of malice.

Ding Zile really doesn't know how to fight.After all, he has been a noble and glamorous character since he was a child, and he basically has no actual combat experience.It happened so suddenly today, and incidentally disfigured him. Although the battle was as short as a rabbit's tail, overall it can be regarded as a rich and colorful stroke in the life of middle-aged and elderly people.

In this way, there was no need to drink coffee. Li Jifei sent him to the community hospital, repeatedly told Qian Cheng to take good care of Ding Zile, and then resigned first.

"Your classmate...you talk a lot." Qian Cheng sighed from the bottom of his heart when he saw the person walking away.

"It's been a long time since I've been studying for a Ph.D. It's rare to see one or two normal people who don't discuss academics with him, and I'm bound to be a little excited." Ding Zile raised his face, waiting for the doctor to disinfect and bandage him.

"Really..." Qian Cheng was basically a scumbag when he was studying, and he couldn't quite understand the life of a top student.

"He's almost graduating and studying early. He's a genius." Ding Zile didn't dare to make too much movement for fear of hurting his wounds. There was wind leaking from the corner of his mouth, no different from a stroke.

"Young man, don't move," the doctor's aunt came over with disinfectant, "I'll wipe it for you."

Ding Zile simply shut up.

Qian Cheng swore that he really did not gloat.Ding Zile put a small gauze on his face, wiped the medicine on his hands, and his face was sullen, no matter how you looked at it, he looked a little pitiful.

"Laugh if you want," Ding Zile admitted that he was very embarrassed, "It's really nothing, it makes people really think I've been hurt so much."

"After all, it's on your face." Qian Cheng smiled and rolled his eyes, "Didn't your classmate say that you rely on your face for a living?"

"I'm at least the richest man in the local area for my face." Ding Zile rubbed his aching arm. He didn't feel it just now, but now he feels as if his shoulders have been removed and put back on again. "Don't be jealous of our long A good-looking person."

"Yes, good-looking people like you, even with bandages all over your face, can't stop you from being handsome."

Ding Zile nodded: "You make a lot of sense."

"That psychopath today," Qian Cheng recalled the brawl that was too short to leave an impression, "Why are you so excited? You owe him money?"

"No." Ding Zile felt a little depressed when he thought of this incident, he pressed the wound, "Probably my real appearance disappointed him."

real look.Gray Jacket's anger and disappointment were actually quite funny. When he yelled out the question so emotionally, it took Ding Zile several seconds to realize what this guy meant.

After all, it was the first time that Ding Zile was questioned because of his looks since he was a child.

"Why are you like this?!"

You are not beautiful enough, your skin is not delicate enough, and your hair is short. So you look so manly.

Ding Zile also looked in the mirror after treating the wound.

what is he likeNot ugly.Still handsome, even with bandages all over his face.But it's far from the makeup and wig look.Such a powerful impact... Ding Zile suddenly understood the gray jacket. After all, if you like women's clothing, you must be prepared to know the man, and this man is obviously a bit like Ye Gong.

So when you have nothing to do, don't run around, don't trust photos, everything is fake these days, this is a very fake world.

Ding Zile finds it very interesting. Some people may like him in every way, but no one accepts his whole appearance.

Oh, there is another one, but it seems a little careless.He turned his head and glanced, Qian Cheng flipped through his phone and said, "I said, what shall we have for dinner?"

"Whatever, anyway, I don't want to cook anymore." Ding Zile was lazy and had a cancer attack, "I have sympathy for the injured. Besides, I don't bother to go out to eat. If you are kind, you can help me pack a meal when it's time."

Holding the phone, Qian Cheng expressed surprise: "Why are you so thick-skinned?"

"That's how good the mental quality is." Ding Zile nodded, "I'm exhausted, let's drive back to the palace."

The lives of middle-aged and elderly people cannot withstand too many twists and turns. When Ding Zile returned home from the trek, he suddenly felt exhausted, so he went straight back to the house, stripped off his clothes, fell down and fell asleep.

It is very sad for middle-aged and elderly people to be questioned about their appearance anyway.Before falling asleep, Ding Zile still had a little heartbreak.

Ding Zile didn't know how long he had been asleep, anyway, when he woke up, his cell phone was ringing solemnly and cheerfully: "It costs [-] cents to make a call, and you have to press eleven numbers, who would you be wrong if you don't answer... ..."

"Don't tell me you've been asleep until now." Ding Ziyue's iconic loud voice will always have the refreshing effect of white flower snake grass water, "In an hour, the Cantonese-style refreshment near your home, take a shower and change clothes to pick it up Come on, meet your old mother."

Ding Zile woke up immediately: "Didn't it mean tomorrow?"

"We've just arrived, and Mom is clamoring to see you, so I can't stop it," Ding Ziyue heard a little noise, and he might still be on the way, "Since we all said we're going to see you, don't you care about the time of the night?" ?”

Ding Ziyue was right.The wound on Ding Zile's face cannot be healed overnight, so there is no essential difference between seeing you sooner or later.

Can you sell it badly by the way?Ding Zile hung up the phone and got up, looking in the mirror.It was really miserable, the kind that could make his mother's heart tremble.

When Qian Cheng was about to go out to buy food, he saw Ding Zile come out of the house: "Are you awake? Are you going out?"

"Ah," Ding Zile yawned, "My mother is here, ready to pick her up."

"Isn't it tomorrow?" Qian Cheng was surprised, "It seems that your mother really can't wait to see you."

Ding Zile smiled noncommittally, and heard Qian Cheng ask again: "Then what about your face? You have to explain it to your mother."

"Yeah," Ding Zile frowned, "I still have to make up a story." After a few seconds of worrying, seeing Qian Cheng's innocent and ignorant face without a sense of vicissitudes, he suddenly had an idea, "Come on, classmate Xiaoqian , go to a banquet with me."