Cupid winks

period was kicked out.He stole an antique clock from Luoyang's home and sold it to a pawnshop, and bought a pair of white leather shoes with the money.In addition, he also sold Xiao Lin's earphones, bought a shirt, stole Lao Ma's scarf, and took the money to make his hair.Lao Ma went looking for this matter so that he could come again. He found Manager Fan. He didn't want to beat Xiaobao, nor was he going to call the police, let alone report it before coming back. He asked Xiaobao to write a letter of guarantee that he would never steal something.Xiaobao wrote it, signed it, and bit his finger, leaving fingerprints.The old horse took him back.But Xiaobao will still steal.Later, the old horse ignored him and never looked for him again.Xiaobao never steals money, he only steals things he doesn't like, sells them, then buys things he likes, and does what he likes.

Ye Haowen went on to say: "A few days ago I saw him in Tianxing, eating with a guy who looked like a gangster."

He looks at me, I look at him.Adults, who isn't fooling around?

"I don't want to talk too much about other people's affairs." I forced out a sentence under Ye Haowen's gaze.

Ye Haowen stopped looking at me and concentrated on driving.I smiled and stopped talking.He drove around the old city, and outside the car window were gray and mottled low buildings. There were several old hotels in the old city that lived in these buildings. They used to entertain state guests and foreign businessmen, and now most of the rooms are contracted to insurance companies. Companies or real estate companies engage in team building.I have met many times in the elevator men and women wearing suits and ties with cards hanging on their chests. Ye Haowen avoided suspicion, and every time he opened the room, I would go up again.

There are good and bad things about Heye Haowen's coming out. The good thing is that I will earn a lot of money, and the bad thing is that he always asks about things, people around me, and things around me.The worst thing is that he would mention Yin Liangyu from time to time, and sometimes tried to discuss with me his state of mind when he died.Is it true that all living people are obsessed with death, have a detective complex, and want to prove that they have an understanding of the death of others, so as to give themselves an answer to why they don't die?I don't have a detective complex, I haven't even read "Sherlock Holmes", I don't want to understand what Yin Liangyu was thinking when he committed suicide, the closest relationship between me and his death is nothing more than I committed suicide, failed to die, he committed suicide It's gone, it's dead.I know why I don't want to die, because I'm timid and I'm afraid.

That day, Ye Haowen and I worked together in the hotel for a full hour. My right foot could not move, and I couldn’t do many postures. The most convenient thing was that I rode on Ye Haowen.I looked at Ye Haowen's face for an hour.He is not ugly, and his expression when he is immersed in sex is not ferocious or distorted, and he always maintains a proper demeanor.He's definitely a control freak.

Ye Haowen went to take a shower after finishing the work. I lay on the bed and lit a cigarette. The bed sheet was red. I saw that the lipstick Xiuxiu painted on my plaster leg was completely covered with snowflakes, and the lipstick was printed on the bed sheet.Ye Haowen came out, and I hurriedly said to him: "The bed sheets are dirty, the hotel will charge extra, and deduct it from today's fee, I'm sorry."

He looked at me, then at the bed, approached, stood at the end of the bed, stood still, his eyes fell on my lap.I saw his lips move but couldn't hear what he was saying.I stood up and asked him, "What are you doing?"

He said, "Count the snow."

I thought he called me, and was surprised for a moment: "What?"

"Count the snow." He said again, pushing his chin toward my right leg.I figured it out, he wasn't calling my name.I lay back and continued to smoke, Ye Haowen's hand stretched out, I became erect, he rubbed me twice, I said: "I'll do it myself."

He took the cigarette from my hand, turned on the TV, stood watching, and smoked.It was in a language I didn't understand again, I glanced, and it seemed to be a documentary broadcast on TV with English subtitles.There are many ballerinas dancing in the film.I didn't have much interest, so I got up and went to the bathroom with a cane. I couldn't take a shower by myself, so I wiped my body with a wet towel with hot water.

I sat on the toilet for a while, and when I went out, Ye Haowen was eating porridge with braised tofu and shiitake mushrooms. The documentary was still playing, and he was watching it while eating.I glanced at the English subtitles. It was really a documentary, introducing the head of a ballet troupe.French, later emigrated to Switzerland.

"Arabesque." Ye Haowen said.I didn't have to watch TV to know he was talking about ballet positions.I suddenly thought of Xiuxiu, and thought of her dancing "Apollo".I asked Ye Haowen: "Do you know that there is a ballet called "Apollo"?"

Ye Haowen asked me, "Where did you know that?"

"I heard what others said, what was it about?"

Ye Haowen turned down the volume of the TV, and said to me: "One day, Cupid and Apollo were drinking in the forest, and they met Ares riding by on horseback, alone. Although Ares is the god of war, he fought repeatedly. After repeated defeats, he became a laughing stock among the gods. In addition, he has a bad temper and is stupid and ignorant. All the gods disdain to be with him. No god in the god world loves him. There is no loveliness, but there is nothing worthy of love, so Apollo made a bet with the god of love that if someone loves Ares, he will definitely show his side worthy of love," Ye Haowen paused and said: "It's actually a paradox."

He lit a cigarette and continued to tell the story of "Apollo": "The god of love didn't believe it, she volunteered to be the one who loved Ares, but she didn't know how to love him, how to make him fall in love with herself The god of love does not understand love, and only those who believe in her understand the true meaning of love. So Apollo gave the god of love a conch, as long as the god of love took the conch, he could hear Apollo talking to her. Apollo through love God loves Ares."

"and after?"

"Later Ares and Venus had a child."

"Does Apollo's sister appear in this story?"

"A very short appearance." Ye Haowen frowned, and asked me again, "Who is free to talk to you about ballet?"

I said, "What a strange story."

Ye Haowen muttered, "You're also weird."

I smiled and slowly moved across to him. He looked at my legs and asked me, "Did you think you were going to die when you fell?"

I looked up at Ye Haowen, and decided to help him say those three words, that person.I said, "I thought I was going to die. I saw Yin Liangyu, and I thought he was coming to pick me up."

"Pick you up? Take your life."

I smiled: "Almost."

Ye Haowen stopped eating, sat with his legs crossed, and looked at the direction of the TV. The documentary was over, and a car commercial was being broadcast. A silver car was driving fast on the mountain road. All day.Ye Haowen said, "What do you think he was thinking when he died?"

I scratched my throat. I really should be ahead of everyone in the afternoon exhibition. I am physically disabled and mentally disabled. I am just a fragment. Most of me is either lost, irretrievable, or dead.

There are many crippled people in the world, but there should be very few crippled people like me.Scattered in unknown corners of this world, broken people like me piece together together, can we piece together a complete person?

I drank up the porridge left by Ye Haowen and finished two dishes. I was so full that I burped and wanted to vomit.I am comfortable.

Ye Haowen sent me back to the dormitory, the dormitory was quiet, the living room and the kitchen were dark, only a light leaked from the closed door of the bedroom, I closed the door, heard the sound of water coming from the kitchen, and shouted: "Box?"

He He has been working the morning shift with S recently, probably because they came home from get off work.

No one responded, I walked towards the kitchen, and scattered white and red lights came in from the window, all of which were the neon signs of the building in front of me.I saw that it was Xiaobao washing his hands in the sink.He kept washing and rubbing, his shoulders were shaking.

I called him: "Xiaobao?"

Xiaobao was startled, seeing me was like seeing a ghost.

I pinch my face, I'm still conscious, I'm alive.I turned on the light, and Xiaobao turned off the faucet. It was night, but his face was as white as paper, with no blood at all. It was so abnormal.I asked him, "Xiao Bao, are you alright?"

Xiaobao smiled, wiped his hands on his pants, nodded, waved his hand, and came towards me: "I'm fine! I'm leaving!"

"You didn't go to work today?" I asked.

He smelled of grass, rust, and a strong, pungent smell of alcohol.

"I came back to get my phone, but it was left behind!"

He is obviously lying, his mobile phone never leaves his body, and he checks it every time he goes out.I grabbed him: "Xiaobao..."

I didn't go on, Xiaobao smiled, didn't ask anything, didn't say anything, patted his chest, said OK and left.

I went to the kitchen window and looked down. Xiaobao was walking on the road with his pockets in his pocket. He was going south, so he was indeed in the south, but I was worried and asked Manager Fan: Did Xiaobao go to work today?

Manager Fan called me back: Here you go, I just took a takeaway order, are you looking for him?

"Who was it just now?" Xiuxiu's voice floated in from outside, I turned around and saw her, she was wearing a nightgown, standing barefoot in the living room.I said, "Xiaobao, didn't you meet just now?"

"I've been in the room."

"Didn't you hear the door open?"

"I'm listening to music with my earphones plugged in." Xiuxiu said, "What's wrong with Xiaobao?"

I shook my head, and Manager Fan replied to me: Xiaobao is fine.

When Manager Fan said that, I felt relieved, turned around and walked out.

Xiuxiu came into the kitchen, from the refrigerator