The lame man at the dumpling shop

He clenched his teeth firmly, but he couldn't control the imagination running thousands of miles in his brain: He held the twisted ankle in his hand, raised it high, and the feeble and feeble struggle was undoubtedly more exciting. Brother Sheng's Chu will be taken good care of by him, and that face that is not good at getting angry will change because of him.Thanks to his skill, it is easy to see even the slightest expression. At this time, he will turn his head and kiss the sick leg, little by little, from the ankle to the instep.

I don't know if that foot will be more vulnerable to stimulation than the left foot?The arched instep, the toes trying to hide, the brother Sheng who ordered him to stop, he wanted to taste everything for himself.

Cheng Shui hardened.

This seems to be an embarrassing and natural thing, and Cheng Shui has been mentally prepared to deal with it almost since he made that request.And the space inside the quilt was even narrower than he imagined, the hardened part was covered with two layers of cloth, and Cheng Shui only needed to move forward a little bit, and he could rub the top of his brother's face with it. butt.

Like a pervert.

Cheng Shui was tense in the dark for a while, and had to move to the side of the bed. This move tightened the quilt, which disturbed Yan Qingsheng, who was not sleeping well. Lie flat on the body.

Cheng Shui felt the temperature from there and sighed in his heart.

He didn't know how he fell asleep that night. Anyway, when he woke up, his underwear was already wet. He was in a hurry, so he clutched the dirty underwear he changed in his hands and walked around the room three times, but couldn't find a suitable place.

Yan Qingsheng was lying on the bed with his eyes wide open, only seeing his figure dangling around, he felt inexplicable: "What's wrong?"

Time is running out.

Cheng Shui had a guilty conscience and slept with Yan Qingsheng all night, and ended up soiling his underwear. I don't know how his elder brother feels.He stuffed the ball of fabric to the end of the bed, "It's okay, I'm leaving."

Yan Qingsheng snorted softly.

Cheng Shui walked to the door, opened the door and walked out, then turned around and smiled mysteriously: "Brother Sheng, remember to eat breakfast when you get up." Before Yan Qingsheng could react, he disappeared.

When he yelled, Yan Qingsheng couldn't lie down on the bed when he heard it. He half propped up his body and looked at the table.

He stood in front of the table, picked up the pineapple bun and looked at it carefully for a long time, and then smelled it through the simple plastic packaging bag in the supermarket. .

That kid Cheng Shui... He, did he eat yesterday?

Yan Qingsheng wanted to dial a number for the first time, eager to have a conversation with Cheng Shui.An unknown emotion appeared in his heart, the first time in decades.

He wanted to tell Cheng Shui that he didn't need to buy these for him, and wanted him to save money to live on. There should be no hope in his life, but Cheng Shui was still young, so he had to learn to make plans and take good care of his body.

This young man who had known him for less than a month, he really regarded him as his younger brother.He can't do what he can't get, and he hopes Cheng Shui can get it one day.

So... Cheng Shui, did he eat?

The pineapple bun was tossed and turned in his hands, shrunk to half its size, fluffy, and Yan Qingsheng didn't want to eat it or not. When he thought that Cheng Shui might have been hungry all night and gave him the 100 yuan, he felt in his heart. It's not good to have a sour head.

If he had a younger brother, it might be Cheng Shui.

In any case, the pineapple bun was Cheng Shui's wish, and Yan Qingsheng knew that if he didn't eat a bite and returned it intact, Cheng Shui might be able to sleep on the roof that night.

Hey.

Yan Qingsheng carefully removed the plastic paper, pinched a large piece of the bottle cap with his fingertips, and slowly melted it in his mouth.He rested on the cardboard bed that Cheng Shui hadn't put away for a while, pressing the cardboard with his hands. His room was wet, and he always felt that the top was a little moist, so he regretted how he was so careless, how he had to freeze the child Only then will I squeeze a bed with him.

Just as he was thinking, someone outside the door seemed to yell "Yan Laizi".

The voice was a little far away, he was stunned, the man had already reached the door, knocked on the door, and shouted again.

Yes...it's the boss!

Yan Qingsheng hastily put down half of the pineapple bun from his hand, feeling that it was inappropriate, he folded it up and hid it in the drawer, and while answering, hurried to the door to open it.

The boss stood outside the door, Yan Qingsheng asked him to come in and sit down, he glanced into the room, waved his hand, "Can you go to work tomorrow?"

Yan Qingsheng couldn't help but nodded vigorously: "Yes! Yes!"

"Okay, then come tomorrow." The boss took out a white porcelain bottle from the car basket behind him, "I surprised you last time, so you can drink this wine."

Yan Qingsheng subconsciously took it first.

The boss didn't know that Yan Qingsheng didn't smoke or drink. He knew from childhood that these things were addictive and harmful. Once he started, all the money would be thrown into it, and he had no money.

However, Yan Qingsheng didn't know what he thought of, so he didn't refuse, "Then thank you boss, I'll trouble you this time."

After the boss left, Yan Qingsheng got busy. Today was his last free day, and things suddenly became more complicated.Cheng Shui came back at about ninety o'clock, and he planned to prepare a supper for him.In addition, although he has limited mobility, he still needs to clean the inside and outside of the house regularly. He originally thought of waiting for a few more days, but now he can't delay.

At the entrance of the alley, there is Lao Li, who pushes a cart and sells marinated pots. He is also an old householder in the alley, not a few years older than Yan Qingsheng.Yan Qingsheng is reluctant to buy most of the things there, but he will buy a tea egg on every rest day. Lao Li only charges him 1 cents for the 7 yuan egg, which is his wish once every two weeks.

"Lame, cut your hair!" Lao Li called him by his name in a very personal style, often omitting his last name, "Why are you here today?"

Yan Qingsheng smiled, "Someone is here."

"Yo, who is it?"

"...my brother."

Lao Li still wanted to ask, but Yan Qingsheng had no intention of continuing. He pointed to the cauldron next to the tea eggs, "Brother Li, help me look at the packaging, it costs 20 yuan."

"Okay!"

Lao Li was nimble, but Yan Qingsheng was in a trance. He told the outside world that Cheng Shui was his younger brother, and inexplicably marked the treasure he picked up, which seemed to delineate the feeling that Cheng Shui was his own.

This feeling made his heart beat faster, and he was a little ashamed for no reason.

He handed out a few tickets, and Lao Li stuffed them into his pocket, and added two tea eggs from the small pot next to him, "I'm an old neighbor, say hello to my brother for me."

When he said his brother, Yan Qingsheng's heart beat faster.

It would be great if Cheng Shui was really his younger brother and had an unbroken blood connection with him.

The supper was almost ready, Yan Qingsheng started to tidy up the house, there were few small things in the place, and it was rare to have some benefits, he lifted the big broom behind the door, put it in front of him, pushed his arm hard, and it was a sweep, In this way, from the front of the house to the back of the house, it only takes about ten pushes.

After finishing the work, he took a dry rag and dusted and wiped around, washed his hands, and went back to the house and started to make up the bed. The weather was fine today, so he just carried the two quilts and quilts to the back to dry.

There was no way to pull the drying rope behind the house, so Yan Qingsheng had to drag the chairs there first, and put them on the backs of the chairs one by one to dry.When he carried the first quilt back, lifted the second bed and put it on his shoulders, a ball of things fell in front of him.

what?

Yan Qingsheng's sight was half covered by the quilt, and his hands were also occupied, so he had to leave with doubts, while paying attention to his feet, he was distracted by thinking about what he could have on his bed.

Less than 10 minutes later, he came back again, and the dirty underwear that Cheng Shui stuffed up in the morning had nowhere to hide, and it was crumpled and spread on the quilt that had just been dried.Yan Qingsheng picked it up and confirmed that it was Cheng Shui's. He just thought it was funny. He remembered Cheng Shui wandering around the house in the morning, and suddenly understood.

No matter how ignorant Yan Qingsheng is, he is still a normal man in his forties. He doesn't need to see why Cheng Shui changed his underwear early in the morning.

At this moment, Yan Qingsheng really felt that he had an adolescent brother, even if the actual age of this brother was a little bit older, it was fine.

I don't like girls.

Yan Qingsheng shook his head with a smile, saying that he didn't believe it when he was young, didn't he grow up?I don't know which little girl I dreamed of, did I... met outside during this time?

At the age of friends, a little bit of everything is normal.Yan Qingsheng couldn't help thinking down, the young man is full of vigor and Cheng Shui looks good, as long as he is willing to settle down and work hard for the future life together, life will be better.

Does the girl know?

He probably didn't know that if the two of them fell in love, Cheng Shui would definitely not be happy to be crowded in his crappy house.

Yan Qingsheng finally realized that it turned out that Cheng Shui's departure was such a logical thing. Not only did he have no position to stop him, but he should happily watch him go with the little girl, not to mention that Cheng Shui was just his wishful-thinking godbrother. Even if it was born by a mother, it doesn't make sense to hinder the brother's good deeds.

The smile on the corner of Yan Qingsheng's mouth was condensed in an almost invisible arc, and when Cheng Shui left, the house would return to the way it was before, and life would return to the way it was before, where everything was cold and lonely, the work was hard and the beatings were nothing. But he cried ten or a hundred times, and no one would knock on his window to warm his room.

Cheng Shui, Cheng Shui.

Yan Qingsheng grabbed the already cold pair of underwear and was stunned for a long time. He only knew that he was reluctant, but he couldn't figure out whether he was reluctant to part with this person or the miraculously peaceful and warm life now.He used his hands hard, as if he could hold Cheng Shui by grabbing this pair of dirty underwear.