Don't secretly shoot women's clothing gangsters

Ding Zile tied up the bread bag with a rattling sound.Finally, he raised his head and asked, "Why do you think so?"

Qian Cheng didn't know how to answer, Ding Zile put the bread aside: "I don't know."

"Huh?" What kind of answer is this?

Ding Zile leaned on the back of the chair: "What about you? Are you straight?"

Qian Cheng pinched the milk carton and thought for a while: "I don't know either."

Ding Zile looked at him playfully.

"No experience, no experience." Qian Cheng felt that Ding Zile would be overwhelmed in the next second, so he simply broke the can, "Ah, is it strange that you have never been in a relationship?"

Ding Zile laughed completely: "Well, you are really too honest."

Qian Cheng couldn't help but smile: "Satisfied."

Ding Zile lay on the table shaking his shoulders for a while, and finally raised his head: "Hey, you really haven't talked about it?"

"Why?" Qian Cheng deliberately put on a straight face, "There are so many funs in life, why do you have to fall in love?"

"Well," Ding Zile smiled, "You don't have a lot of aunts? Can someone introduce you?"

"Why did you introduce me? I'm so poor that I can't afford to be in a relationship." Qian Cheng threw the milk carton into the trash can.

"Hey, Qian Cheng."

Ding Zile said, "Take a picture for me."

"Now?"

"Otherwise." Ding Zile raised his legs, "Have you never taken pictures like this before?"

no.In fact, Qian Cheng never dared to take a closer look at Ding Zile's appearance in women's clothing.The main reason is that he looks so good that the little deaf and blind passers-by never know where to put their eyes.

Ding Zile is wearing a chiffon dress today, and the same wig from a few days ago.Probably wearing makeup—Qian Cheng’s concept of makeup is limited to blush and lip gloss.

After Ding Zile settled his pose, Qian Cheng looked at him through the camera, switched to the Jiugong grid, and looked at Ding Zile in the grid.

radiant.Qian Cheng only had these four words in his mind.

"Why are you so white?" Qian Cheng muttered while looking at the photo.

"Foundation." Ding Zile leaned over to take a look, "It's okay, I thought it would be ugly... Anyway, I won't be complained by my girlfriend in the future."

"Yeah." Qian Cheng looked at the photo with his mobile phone, "You are really photogenic, hey, the little girls in our unit are not as good-looking as you."

"I'll grow old in a few years." Ding Zile smiled, "I'll soon be a bald, round-bellied uncle."

Qian Cheng didn't look at him, and lightly poked the photo with his finger: "Everyone will grow old, at least you were beautiful once."

"Brother Qian? What's going on today?" Ding Ziyue called, "Did you do nothing today?"

"Ah, I just had breakfast, lunch, and after dinner, he went out for a run, so I didn't follow him," Qian Cheng said.

Ding Ziyue was silent for a while: "Are you two having a conflict?"

"No." Qian Cheng was puzzled, "I really don't have anything to say today, that's all."

"Brother Qian," Ding Ziyue raised his tone, "I know, in fact, it's been a long time, and there's nothing to say about those things. But there are changes every day, don't be annoyed, it's just these subtle changes... My mom wants to see it."

Qian Cheng was silent for a while.Change is not without.It's just that I don't know if they like to watch these.

"Brother, let me ask you something." Qian Cheng sat up, "Do you know your brother's hobbies?"

"Ah," Ding Ziyue was puzzled, "What hobby? Running! Growing flowers and plants! Sucking cats!"

"Also," Qian Cheng said, "Is there something that your family doesn't quite accept?"

"Damn, is he today?" Ding Ziyue suddenly realized, no, Qian Cheng asked like this, dare he only know now?

"Well, your brother is wearing women's clothing today." Qian Cheng stared out the window, "It's very beautiful."

Ding Ziyue felt that there might be something wrong with his ears: "What?"

"So," Qian Cheng sighed, "would she want to know this?"

Ding Ziyue pondered for a while, and said, "Brother Qian, let's not talk about this for now. If there is nothing else, then let's do this first."

"Okay." Qian Cheng nodded, "I'll try to shoot something else."

Qian Cheng felt that it was time to go out for a walk.Ding Zile is actually a rather homely person, and rarely goes out except for running.It's really uncomfortable after chatting with Ding Ziyue.

Not mad at him.After all, is it the sponsor? Who doesn't like a lot of money?Qian Cheng just felt a little awkward today, he kept saying that he was worried and wanted to see his son, but he rejected Ding Zile's other side to such an extent.

It's like saying I love you, but I only love your nose and arms, hair and eye sockets.But if you put aside those imperfect things you don't like, is it still a complete person?

I don't know what to think.

It was already dark.The community has been around for some years, and the street lights are all broken.Qian Cheng turned around and left the community.This area is quite prosperous, with residential buildings stretching all over the place. Qian Cheng thought of buying a bottle of mosquito repellent liquid—the weather in Luzhou is a bit abnormal, it's the end of October, and there are still mosquitoes.

There are no street lights on the trail.

Qian Cheng walked slowly with his pockets in his pockets. In fact, it was very tiring to cling to Ding Zile all day long.He has no special interest in Ding Zile, he just wants to make money.It is not surprising that the warm relationship with him is the result of painstaking efforts.

Of course, it will gradually change people's views.He even complained for him: about a few clothes, as for it!

Qian Cheng felt that he might be overthinking.This posture seems to regard him as Ding Zile's friend, but what he does can be called a friend?

Qian Cheng smiled wryly and shook his head.

As it turns out, don't patronize thinking about things while walking.

Once you are immersed in your own world and give up observing the outside world, accidents are easy to happen.

Qian Cheng hadn't finished thinking about this matter, and before he reached the entrance of the supermarket, he was thrown to the ground with a stick.

Landslides and ground cracks, and sparks burst out.

Another stick.

When Qian Cheng fell to the ground, he wondered if he had a grudge against the stick.

It's quite vengeful.The stick hit hard, and it went directly to the back of the head. As soon as Qian Cheng's eyes were darkened, he felt that his pockets were empty.

"My cell phone--!"

Of course, Qian Cheng didn't have time to shout out, so he fell to the ground.

Numbers go to zero.

When Qian Cheng opened his eyes, he felt that there were still beating numbers floating in his field of vision, 51 hundred and two hundred. After a few seconds, his vision became clear, and he could only see the gleaming white ceiling.

"Are you awake?" Ding Zile hurried over.

"Ah," Qian Cheng opened his mouth. He felt his throat was dry and wanted to drink some water. When he moved his head, he felt pain.Damn, it was really hard.

The pain was so painful that tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

Qian Cheng threw himself back into the bed.

"You..." Ding Zile has no experience in taking care of others, and he doesn't know what to ask, "The doctor said, it's best to have another check, for fear of concussion."

Qian Cheng closed his eyes: "Did I lose my phone?"

"Well, Auntie Zhang who was passing by found you. She happened to live in our building. She recognized you, so she called me." Qian Cheng usually has a good relationship with people, and he always chats with some aunties when he has nothing to do. I guess I'll have to lie down until daytime.

The phone is gone.

Qian Cheng would rather lie on the path all night with his mobile phone. This was provided by Ding Ziyue, and there are many photos in it. Although most of them were given to Ding Ziyue, some of them were kept by him for his own sake. Now that he lost it, Qian Cheng felt uncomfortable It's going to kill me.

Not only did he have no money to buy a new mobile phone, he had no time to archive those lost photos, let alone get them back.

Including the one he took for Ding Zile today.

"It might be a habitual offender. Things like this often happen in this area recently." Ding Zile said, "I'm sorry I didn't remind you, I always thought we were men so it didn't matter... I didn't expect..."

"Can I report the crime? Can I get it back after reporting the crime?" Qian Cheng grabbed the quilt anxiously, "Is there monitoring?"

"Don't worry!" Ding Zile pressed his hand, "You now! Get your head straight first! Wait for the doctor to come for an examination. We'll go to the police station after the examination. Aunt Zhang has reported the crime. You have to stay sane Only when you are clear can you communicate effectively, right?"

Qian Cheng clutched the quilt tightly.He suddenly felt helpless.Why is he always so unlucky?I finally felt that the time was turning and I was about to start a new life, but now I was fine, and I was beaten back to my original shape almost immediately.

Couldn't he turn over in his whole life?

"Can we go now?" Qian Cheng's voice was full of tears, "I'm really... very special... anxious..."

"Okay, okay," Ding Zile didn't want others to be sad, and squeezed his hand to comfort him, "Don't worry, look, the information you can provide should also be provided by Aunt Zhang, right? There just happens to be a surveillance camera over there. , Some things were filmed, and the police are looking at it. If you have any questions, if you don’t go there, people will come to ask you.”

Ding Zile said again: "Health comes first, body comes first. If you have fallen to the root of your illness, how can your phone fix it?"

Qian Cheng thought that what Ding Zile said was indeed reasonable.But for him who is now destitute and has no money savings, besides this body, what other property does he have?

Ding Zile managed to calm him down.He rubbed his temples, only to feel that the latest messes happened one after another.When Aunt Zhang called him, he was really taken aback. Logically speaking, Qian Cheng belonged to the type with a relatively low risk of being robbed, but he didn't expect that it would be unlucky to have this incident.

He was also unlucky enough.Pay for medical expenses, check this and that.Qian Cheng was so comatose that his relatives didn't recognize him. Ding Zile didn't have the contact information of Qian Cheng's family at all. If something happened, he would have to report it to the unit.

Fortunately, Qian Cheng woke up smoothly, but I'm afraid I won't be able to find the phone for a while.

Ding Zile felt a headache while going to the toilet, and he couldn't be blamed for this.But now that Qian Cheng was like this, it was impossible for him to just leave him there.

Ding Zile felt that he actually had a conscience.

It's really not his habit to think about life in the hospital on a big weekend night.

Qian Cheng was even more hopeless, his mind was in a mess and he didn't know what to do.Now I can only wait for the dead body in the hospital.When Ding Zile slowly turned back from the outside, Qian Cheng hurriedly said, "How about...you go back first?"

"What should I answer?" Ding Zile sat down beside the hospital bed, "I can't do without someone to take care of me. Besides, it's not a trivial matter."

Qian Cheng stopped talking.Now he is as unlucky as a dog in the water, his mind is full of pictures of Fei Ding Zile for medical expenses, and he doesn't care about his body.But it's useless for him to be anxious now, he can only close his eyes and recall how he was beaten down with a stick.

"Are you short of money?" After a while, Ding Zile suddenly asked.

"Ah?" Qian Cheng was stunned for a long time before asking, "Why... you say that?"

"Guess." Ding Zile leaned on the chair and crossed his arms, "It stands to reason that your salary is about the same as mine, and you live so frugally all day long."

Seeing that Qian Cheng didn't speak, he continued: "If I have to deal with this matter, I will definitely be anxious, but I will first worry that there is nothing wrong with me, and then worry about the mobile phone. You are different."

"Yes." Qian Cheng sighed, "People are poor and short-sighted, and the most valuable thing I have is probably my life."

"How much do you need?" Ding Zile asked.

"Huh?" Qian Cheng couldn't recover, but it's not surprising that he couldn't keep up with this roommate's fairy conversation.

"I'm not sure..." Qian Cheng squinted his eyes and thought for a while, "Actually, I don't have a specific debt, I just want to pay it off."

Ding Zile looked puzzled, so he could only wait for him to continue.

"Hey..." Qian Cheng sighed, "I don't seem to have told you about my family's situation."

Ding Zile shook his head. The first meeting between him and Qian Cheng was so dramatic that Qian's family members had no chance to appear in his playbook.

Qian Cheng raised his hand and rubbed his head, the pain was severe when he woke up just now, but it's much better now.The old man in the next bed went to bed early, snoring loudly, but it was a reassuring background music.

"My mother is not my real mother, and my sister is not my real sister," Qian Cheng breathed out slowly, "My mother took my sister to remarry my father, and within two years, my father ran away."

"Run away?" Ding Zile had heard Qian Cheng talk about his father before, but at that time, his life and death were probably uncertain.

"Well, my dad likes to gamble, and he can't afford to pay off his gambling debts." Qian Cheng didn't look at Ding Zile, "My mother is working hard, and she dragged us up."

"When I came back, the whole family contributed a lot," Qian Cheng said, "especially my eldest sister, who paid tens of thousands, and my brother-in-law and elder brother to help find a relationship. It took more than a month before I was transferred. "

"It's not easy for them, and it's hard to pay for others. At least I have to pay back the money first. Especially my brother." Qian Cheng paused, "My sister-in-law is amazing, and I don't want my brother to have a hard time."

Qian Cheng laughed after finishing speaking: "Now I'm paying back my sister's money."

Ding Zile nodded: "So, are you paying back with your salary now?"

"Ah... almost." Qian Cheng immediately thought that his lost mobile phone was on the phone, and frowned in distress, "It's actually okay, it will be back on after a while."

"Did your sister ask you for money?" Ding Zile asked again.

"No...my eldest sister is in business, so I'm not in a hurry...but I can't..."

"If you don't ask for it, you can return it later. If you want it urgently, give it first." Ding Zile said, "I said, it's such a tiring life. There are several types of people who help others. Some are Those who are eager to claim credit, some are just planning for the long-term future."

"I think your eldest sister is like this." Ding Zile said, "Look, this little money is nothing to a businessman; she helps you, firstly, you are her younger brother; secondly, she is also I think you have a bright future, and maybe one day, you can help her elsewhere."

"It's meaningless for you to give her money now - of course it's only natural to pay her debts. However, your sister may hope that you can be stronger... Speaking of which, how can you become powerful if you don't invest in yourself?"

Qian Cheng is not stupid, of course he understands what Ding Zile means.

"You mean..."

"Go to the doctor first, and go back to work if there is no problem. It is best to find a mobile phone. I have a spare one. It is quite new. If you don't mind it, use it." Ding Zile said, "If you are short of money, I can lend you."