Louis' 13

"I heard that your Japanese is good? At the end of the month, I have a project inspection, Japan, accompanying translator, go?" Duan Xiaohui lowered his head and teased him: "What's the matter? You look like Changbai Mountain?"

"Who told you that my Japanese is good?" Lu Yi ate, unhurried and personable.

"Zhao Wei." Duan Xiaohui picked up a chicken leg for him: "Besides, it's also written in your resume, Japanese level two, excellent grades. The second language can be applied, not bad."

Louis was silent for a while, put down his chopsticks and looked up: "I'm unemployed."

Duan Xiaohui's expression remained the same, and he said, "What are your plans?"

A rare flash of confusion flashed in Louis's eyes: "Zhao Wei helped me find a part-time job... I'm going to go home and have a look. I didn't go back after graduation, and then, come back and look for it."

"Not coming to Dayao?"

"Do not."

Duan Xiaohui didn't preach to him, and repeated the old saying: "Will you go at the end of the month? I was worried that you wouldn't be able to ask for leave. It's just right. For a week, all board, lodging and transportation are included, one thousand a day, how about it?"

"Yen?" Louis asked.

Duan Xiaohui smiled: "Is the Thai baht okay? The dignified Boss Dayao, it's quite sad to be so shabby in your heart."

Louis took a sip of beer: "You don't have to help me like this."

"Where did I poke your sensitive self-esteem again?" Duan Xiaohui simply put down his chopsticks and looked up at him seriously: "I am going to Japan to investigate a project, and I just need an accompanying person who can understand some Japanese. Because it is the first contact , it doesn’t involve too deep terminology at all, otherwise I wouldn’t ask you to go, you can’t reach the professional level.”

"There are so many outstanding students in Dayao, there must be someone with a higher level than me." Louis bit his lower lip, his two big teeth looked like an innocent rabbit.

Duan Xiaohui didn't hide it: "Familiar but not raw. It just so happens that you know how to do it, and I like you. I'm not looking for someone, and I'm not making money for whom? Are you blocking yourself?"

The man stretched out his hand and pinched his chin, his gestures were intimate, but his words were merciless: "You think I used the company's money to support my love, and I made excuses to give you money? Louis, sex is sex, work is work, I, Duan Xiaohui, are not that stupid. Besides, if I really think that way, I will say it straight, and there is no need to beat around the bush."

Louis felt a faint fever on his face, and slapped his hand away in embarrassment: "Don't move, pay attention to civilization in public places. Eat well."

Duan Xiaohui laughed loudly, wantonly: "You said that whenever I saw your blushing, my heart would itch. How can I do that?"

Louis doesn't know how to swear, and only a few words are repeated over and over again——

Do you want face?don't want.

Scolding Duan Xiaohui for being shameless, he really doesn't want it.

Fortunately, Duan Xiaohui is not so unscrupulous. After all, this is a small restaurant in front of Louis's house. Most of the people come and go from the neighbors. Louis is not a person who does everything his own way. How can he not show him face?It's okay to flirt with the mouth.

"Then it's settled. You give me your passport, and I'll let Assistant Xiao handle it later."

"I don't have a passport." Louis was not ashamed: "I have to wait 20 days to get a passport. I guess it's too late. Forget it."

"Tomorrow, I will ask Xiao Zhao to pick you up at the Exit-Entry Administration Office of the Public Security Bureau. You have had your fingerprints entered and photos taken, so you don't have to worry about it later. There must be time."

Louis squinted at him, with a smile that was not a smile: "Is it a privilege that a local tyrant spends money on?"

Duan Xiaohui was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he clutched his chest in dismay: "Xiao Yi, why do I feel like my heartbeat is not normal when you give me such a wink? I feel like I need to be put on a ventilator."

Louis picked up the wine glass and put it in his hand: "Drink quickly, why are you so poor now? Menopause is here?"

Duan Xiaohui gritted his teeth happily: "Even if I lose all my teeth, I won't delay you."

Louis didn't speak, but tightened his fingers holding the glass, and finally drank half of the glass of cold orange liquid in one gulp.

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The job is gone, and going home is also on the agenda.

Louis didn't dare to tell Zhao Wei, otherwise, according to his temperament, he would have to chatter for a long time, and would have to tie him up and push him to Dayao.

However, he received the last text message from Shen Huan.

She left city A and went back to her hometown, and this number will not be used in the future, goodbye.

The real meaning of never seeing you again.

Whatever he said was suspected of being hypocritical, in the end Louis simply replied four words, okay, goodbye.

Duan Xiaohui gave him an ultrabook, saying that it would be convenient for him to take on translation tasks and look up information.He told him frankly to improve his professionalism so that it would be easier for him to take part-time jobs.

City K, Louis' home, is not far from City A, and it takes more than an hour to go there by train.It's just that after getting off the train, it takes half an hour to take the bus back to the town, and the time spent on the road is quite impatient.

Originally, Duan Xiaohui wanted to drive him off, but Lu Yi refused to agree to it, and even refused to arrange a driver to pick him up, so he had to give up in the end.

The night before Louis went home, Duan Xiaohui pestered him viciously for most of the night, until his voice was hoarse and he was crying, and his long legs shook him so much that he couldn't use his strength, so he reluctantly hugged him to sleep .

Lu's mother was very happy to see her son coming home. She didn't forget about the unemployment that her baby Pidao mentioned. All she could see was that her son seemed to have lost weight and the son seemed to have grown taller. The son seemed to have turned black. Then I made a bunch of delicious food for him.

Lu's father is busy, there are many things in school, and this year he has to take care of the junior high school graduation class, and he is so busy that no one is seen when the school starts.On the first day Lu Yi came home, Dad Lu didn't come home with his bag until it was close to ten o'clock in the evening.

It's been two days like this.On the third day, Duan Xiaohui sent a text message——

When are you coming back?Send a car to pick you up?

Louis was eating lunch, so he ignored it and put it on the table.

After less than 5 minutes, the phone started to ring, and the words "Old Duan" of the Great Demon King flashed on the screen.

Speaking of this, it is bestowed by Mu Yaran.One day, holding his mobile phone to cancel Xiaole, Duan Xiaohui just called in, and Mu Yaran immediately disliked the three well-formed names, and directly changed them to the big devil, Lao Duan.

"What are you doing? Why didn't you reply to my message?" The phone was very quiet, it should be in the office.

"Eat." Louis answered the first question succinctly.

"I'm at home?" There was a crisp ding, which was the sound of Zippo.

Louis could almost see the man smoking a cigarette at the moment, relaxed, lazy, with a little... sexy.

Nodding with his nose, Louis poked the white rice in the bowl with his chopsticks.

"Come back tomorrow? It's Friday." The man teased his ears with a faint smile, as if it was a real heat: "My second child and I both miss you very much."

Lu Yiteng blushed suddenly, and his hand holding the chopsticks twitched nervously.shameless.

Such a pale and monotonous way of swearing.

"I won't go back. Let's stay for another two weeks. Anyway, it's the end of the month to go to Japan, so don't delay things."

Duan Xiaohui on the phone almost groaned and cursed: "Fuck! It's been three days, and four days is my limit. Xiaoyi, I'm not scaring you, if you don't come back, I will kill you The family has confirmed the door."

Louis smiled, not taking it to heart at all: "Okay, welcome Mr. Duan."

Duan Xiaohui gritted his teeth: "You wait for me!"

It was rare for Duan Xiaohui to be deflated, and Louis felt extremely bright in an instant, even the fried rice that he thought was dry was full of taste buds.

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The temperature dropped suddenly on Friday morning. After a heavy rain, the temperature, which was still grasping the tail of summer, dropped to [-] degrees.

In the afternoon, Lu's mother called Lu Yi home and asked Lu Yi to wear an extra coat and remember to close the windows.Treat him like a child.

In the evening, the rain stopped.

Sister Louis called temporarily to say that she was bringing her husband and children back for dinner, and Mother Lu was busy in the kitchen and turned straight——

Oh, little Bao'er likes the chicken soup cooked by her mother-in-law the most, little boy, call your father quickly and ask him to come back and kill an old hen.

Without even thinking about it, Louis volunteered to take on the job. Under Lu's mother's worried gaze, he happily picked up the knife and bravely went to the yard to catch chickens.

So Duan Xiaohui asked all the way to find this two-story building with a small courtyard. When he got out of the car, he saw the little guy who made him worry about it. hen.

The reed fat hen had a cut in its neck, and it was still jumping up and down vigorously to survive. The blood that gushed out dripped and fell to the ground, and two or three drops were picked up by the wings and splashed on Louis's face and his face. body.

Chicken feathers and grass clippings were all over the boy's head, and he rubbed his sleeves on his face in embarrassment. The blood was wiped and stretched, from his cheeks to the roots of his ears, like a brilliant sunbeam.

Duan Xiaohui didn't want to make fun of him, this kid is thin-skinned and sensitive, and would explode at the slightest movement.

But, ahem, I can't bear it...

Louis stopped suspiciously, stood up straight and looked back. How could he hear such a familiar laughter?

"Hi," Duan Xiaohui locked the car door with the remote control, strode into the yard, as if he was going home, "Student Xiaolu, I'm here."

Louis's expression at that moment was as if he had seen hell, holding a blood-stained knife in his hand, pointing at his nose, trembling in a lack of momentum: "You, you, you... who told you to come?!"

"You," Duan Xiaohui's smile remained unchanged: "Didn't you say welcome yesterday? I'm here."

"But," Lu Yi blushed and stammered, "That's not at all... At least you should say it in advance..."

Duan Xiaohui's face was full of injustice: "I said so."

"Huh?" Louis was dumbfounded.

"I said, you wait for me."

Louis: "..."

Duan Xiaohui looked at the pitiful and bewildered young man, and his heart softened instantly.Rolling up the sleeves of his shirt, he raised his eyebrows proudly: "Come on, brother will help you butcher the chicken!"

Facts have proved that it is better to be self-reliant than to believe the words of the big devil old Duan.

In the small courtyard, two men were jumping up and down. The chicken fell to the ground and died before the blood tank was emptied. After a while, he jumped to the top of the shack and staged a life and death escape.

What's funny is that the hen probably was so frightened that it actually laid a soft-shelled egg on the way to escape, and it fell to the ground without breaking. The laughing Duan Xiaohui squatted down directly on the ground with a kitchen knife, and Louis couldn't hold back The corners of his mouth were bent.

"Hey, go over there!"

"Don't move, you're running away again..."

Louis stomped his feet angrily, and grabbed Duan Xiaohui's well-crafted shirt collar viciously, not caring whether the chicken blood on his hands would stain the other's clothes: "Did you do it on purpose?!"

Duan Xiaohui hasn't been this crazy for so many years, his smiling face is almost cramp, his hands and feet are so numb that he can hardly hold the knife: "...Xiao Yi..."

Father Lu just came home from get off work, opened the courtyard door and asked in surprise, "Xiaoyi, what's the matter? Who is this?"

Lu Yi's face was flushed with a smile, and there were puddles of water in his eyes, rippling with palpitations.In Duan Xiaohui's eyes, it was simply thrilling.

"Dad, are you off work? My sister and brother-in-law will bring little Bao'er back for dinner later, and Mom said stewed chicken soup." Louis looked at Duan Xiaohui beside him, and said nonchalantly, "My colleague is here on business in K city."

Father Lu did not suspect him, and shook his head with a smile: "You kid, you haven't even cut vegetables since you were a child, and you still kill chickens? Take the guests in and rest, dad is here."