Cupid winks

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Ye Haowen raised his chin, he calmed down, and said softly, "How did you come out? You said you wanted to go to the bathroom?"

I covered my face and lied: "I said I had a toothache."

Ye Haowen raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't meet her in the future."

"Of course." I looked at Ye Haowen. I knew that I was about to lose a stable source of income. It was a pity, but I was even more unwilling to get involved in their family drama.

Ye Haowen scratched the center of his eyebrows, lowered his head, and lowered his voice: "She..."

He said something polite, like a movie line: "She's fragile."

Both of them are addicted to dramas, one loves to act in horror films, the other is keen on literary films.

I said, "Well, I see."

I almost asked Ye Haowen, since he knew she was fragile, why did he go out and fool around, why did he get married, why did he come to me again and again, find my dormitory, find the restaurants and bars I frequented?But I hold back.

Ye Haowen and I separated.

I went to the Friendship Hotel in the old city.I went to see Ah Bin, who works as a business manager in an insurance company and is based in Kuala Lumpur. Every six months, his company will do a team building at the Friendship Hotel.One January, I met him in the elevator. I went to find Ye Haowen on the 11th floor. He went down on the 8th floor. He walked out, looked back at me, took two steps forward, and turned back again. Gave me a second look.The next day, I went to wait for him on the 8th floor of the Friendship Hotel.

Coincidentally, a gift that Ah Bin brought to me was a puzzle of the Petronas Twin Towers in Kuala Lumpur.After sex, we lie on the bed, he doesn't watch TV, doesn't eat, doesn't smoke, hasn't taken a bath yet, his body is sticky, we use melon-flavored condoms, the room smells very sweet.Ah Bin didn't speak, and her fingertips brushed my waist one by one, gently and itchy.I stretched out my arms and hung them over the bed, doing a puzzle on the rug.When putting together a puzzle, I am used to starting from the border first.The border puzzle is the easiest to find and the best to put together.

I spelled out the blue sky and green trees in Kuala Lumpur. I took out a puzzle with gaps on all sides from the puzzle box, and I searched for it for a long time before I found it.

I asked Ah Bin: "Shall I go to Kuala Lumpur with you?"

Ah Bin kissed my shoulder, put his warm palms on my lower back, and said, "Do you want to travel? Yes, I will take you to the real Twin Towers."

I laughed.Aben hugged me.

I remembered where I had seen that beer belly, bald headed man who hugged my feet for an hour and asked me to hug his feet, and then he was so aggressive in the bathroom.I saw him on a cargo ship destined for Da Nang. He was working as a kitchen helper. One night, he groped into my room and took off my pants. I resisted, and other people in the same room came to help him off my hands, my feet.

At the end of the jigsaw puzzle, there were two vacancies and two holes left on the spire of the Petronas Twin Towers, and there were no extra jigsaw puzzles in the cardboard box. I mobilized Ah Bin to look for it with me, but I couldn’t find it no matter how hard I searched.We had to dismantle the puzzle, put it back in the carton, close the lid, and lie on the bed and sleep together.

6.

After that day, I went back so I could go back to work, and briefly explained what had happened to Manager Fan, and I said, "If Ye Haowen comes to see me again in the future, just say I won't do it."

Manager Fan asked me: "Do you think he will come to you again?"

I was stunned, and after a while I said: "Just in case." I added: "I deleted his phone number, and blocked his WeChat."

Manager Fan shook his legs with a cigarette in his mouth, touched his bow tie, and took a small comb to smooth out his greasy hair: "Do you want him to come?"

I shook my head, Manager Fan sneered, looked at me and said, "Did you pay the money back?"

I stopped looking at him and replied, "How is that possible."

"Didn't you make up for anything else?"

"That's even more impossible."

"Human essence."

"The manager taught well." I flattered and laughed.We were talking in the lounge. After a while, Xiaobao and Hehe came in. It was rare for us to be in the same class. When Xiaobao came in, he saw Manager Fan, nodded and bowed, passed cigarettes and made tea, squeezed his shoulders and beat his back. Manager Fan was so helpful, he sat on the chair, crossed his legs, smoked, drank tea, and enjoyed Xiaobao's inauthentic massage.Hehe greeted Manager Fan and found a towel to wipe his hair. He had just taken a shower and was wearing short-sleeved and shorts employee uniform. His hair and calves were dripping.Manager Fan frowned and slapped him on the buttocks, raised his orchid finger and said, "I beg you to wipe it dry before you come out after taking a shower! The floor won't be soaked? Will you fix it if it's broken? "

He He looked at him and gave a thumbs up: "Manager, the new shower gel smells good, the taste is still so good."

Manager Fan slapped him a few more times, with a hippie smile on his face, Xiao Bao said behind Manager Fan, "That's right, the skin feels very moisturized after using it! Isn't the price too expensive? Manager Fan is the best for us!"

Manager Fan laughed, pointed at us and said, "Everyone is glib!"

We all laughed, He He hung the towel around his neck, squatted on the ground to charge his phone, Xiao Bao sat next to me, and took out his phone to watch the ranking list of funny videos.I remembered something and said to Manager Fan: "I want to move out, but I don't know if it's possible."

Both Xiuxiu and Ye Haowen know where I live, if they look for me, it will only increase the trouble.Manager Fan rolled his eyes: "You pay for it yourself, you can live anywhere you want, can I control me?"

"Then can I temporarily sleep in the store before I find a house?"

Manager Fan was noncommittal, and Xiao Bao chuckled, leaning close to Manager Fan's ear, pinching his shoulder quickly, and asked, "Manager, is there any housing allowance for going out?"

Manager Fan shook his shoulders, shook Xiaobao's hands away, turned his head to stare at him, and said in a loud voice, "I'll help you pay your pension fund!" He pinched Xiaobao's ear and tugged, "Does it hurt? ? It’s okay if it doesn’t hurt! That’s because you’re dreaming!”

Xiaobao ouch, ouch, yelled that it hurts, yelled that it hurts and then yelled that it didn't hurt, and then yelled: "I was dreaming, I was dreaming! I woke up, now I wake up!"

Manager Fan let go of him, slapped his thigh, and looked around us, just as S came in, Manager Fan sternly shouted: "Close the door!"

S was startled, looked at Hehe, Hehe shrugged, S sat on the edge of Hehe, Manager Fan stood up, with his hands behind his back, paced in the lounge, his voice was deep, and he was giving a speech He said, "Tell me, where should we come again?"

No one answered, Manager Fan shook his neck and shoulders, his eyes flew over each of us, and he made a big frame in the air: "This is a temple!"

"Then the person who came here is..."

Little Treasure raised his hand and interrupted: "Pilgrim!"

Manager Fan glanced at him, Xiaobao winked obsequiously: "Am I right?"

Manager Fan nodded and asked him, "Then what are you?"

Xiaobao blurted out: "They are pilgrims, we are monks!" He clasped his palms together with a smile, pretended to be a monk, and chanted Amitabha Buddha in a low voice.

"Wrong!" Manager Fan slapped Xiaobao on the back. Xiaobao straightened up cleverly, and even the rest of us subconsciously sat up straight.I just heard Manager Fan talking eloquently: "You guys are all Bodhisattvas enshrined in the temple! All of you have gone through calamities long ago, and the pilgrims came in with their emotions and desires, so you just keep them. This is a tribute , is for enjoyment, not for knocking your mortal hearts."

He He smacked his lips, looked at a small puddle of water stains around him, and wondered: "Then are we Bodhisattvas made of mud, wood, or gold leaf?"

Little Treasure shook his head: "The mud bodhisattva can't protect himself when he crosses the river."

Manager Fan gave him a chestnut, and strode to the side of the box: "Stinky boy, if you don't clean it up, you will all become rotten wooden Bodhisattvas in my ruined temple!"

Xiaobao laughed, Manager Fan answered the phone, and walked out cursing.After a long time, Xiaobao suggested: "Shall we order takeaway pizza?"

No one answered Xiaobao's words.He He was still squatting, put on the earphones, S went out, and when he came in again, he had a mop in his hand, and he mopped the water dripping from He He.I light a cigarette.We all lit cigarettes one by one, and the lounge was filled with fog for a moment.Xiaobao said again: "Then... Lao Fan is the only monk in our temple?"

He He said, "You have to call him Abbot."

I laughed, and Xiaobao asked: "Hey, have you seen the Eight Parts of Heaven and Dragons? If Lao Fan becomes a monk, I guess he will look like Jiumozhi."

He He raised his head and said, "It doesn't look like Lao Fan. With his hair shaved off, the mixed-race appearance is obvious. Jiumozhi's mosquito-repellent head, Lao Fan can't handle it."

S went out to return the mop, Xiaobao said leisurely: "Hey, let's play idiom Solitaire? I'll come first, I'll come first! Lingbo Weibu!"

Hehe and I were looking at our phones, but no one answered the call. Xiaobao said it again, and called Hehe directly to answer.Hehe didn't make a sound, Xiaobao ripped off one of his earphones, and Hehe spoke calmly: "Lingbo Weibu is not an idiom."

Xiaobao still said: "Lingbo Weibo."

After he said this for the third time, there was no sound in the lounge. We each looked at the small screens in our hands. After I played two rounds of poker, He He suddenly said: "No three no four."

I said: "Plausible."

Xiaobao answered quickly: "Do not despise evil!"

S came back, and Xiao Bao waved at him: "S, s, we are playing idiom Solitaire! Do not see evil, see!"

s standing and lighting a cigarette, there was no sound, I lowered my head and yawned, He He sat on the ground with his chin in his hands, Xiao Baoyan