I heard that you are the number one assassin in Tiandu

The big guy kept looking at me, as if expecting me to tell him with my own mouth that I was lying to him, that the site was authentic, that it was true, but I obviously couldn't.Instead of taking back the knife I inserted, I sprinkled another handful of salt on the edge of the knife: "The door under the library is closed, you can't get out, and you can't remit the money, don't even think about trying it."

The big man's eyes were full of deep melancholy, as if his plan was broken by me and he was going to rely on me.He didn't even look at his own machine, leaned his elbows on my computer chair, stared at my screen, and sighed exaggeratedly--it didn't sound like he was sorry, but more like "There's nothing to talk about." One theory"... making trouble for no reason?

I don't have anything to do except changing my gauntlets and playing games, and I don't know what to do when he stares at me like this.When my mouse glanced aimlessly over the video recommendation thumbnails on the portal again, the big guy suddenly stared at an entertainment program and said, "This looks good."

"Huh?" I moved the mouse back and asked, "This?"

The earphones in Internet cafes are simple, cost no more than [-] yuan and sell for no more than [-] yuan. It is almost a speaker in the shape of an earphone. It is hung around the neck and the ear pads on both sides are facing outwards. Both people can hear the sound.That night, it might be that those episodes of entertainment programs were really good, or it might be that people become a little lazy in the middle of the night, or that junk food can really make people stupid... In short, when he occasionally got up When I was going to the bathroom, I didn’t even think about logging in to the game to change the gloves of the Assassin, but when I wanted to get up to go to the bathroom, I felt a little resistance from my arms when I was about to stand up—grinning silly I don't know when the big man pinched a piece of thread on the sleeve of my T-shirt, and rubbed his fingers unconsciously.

Happiness is a contagious emotion, and the big man's smile is particularly low, which made me laugh out of places where I didn't want to laugh. I laughed for hours until my face hurt.We've watched the last few episodes of that entertainment show until midday.

When getting off the plane, someone went to the electronic reading room to distribute leaflets.The big man looked at the promotional page seriously: "Shall we eat this at noon?"

It was a promotional page for a snack street in a business district in the city center, and the big guy wanted to go to a barbecue. "Look, there are sheep roasting in a fruit wood stove, and there are live sheep at the door," the big man urged me vigorously, "Go, go, I invite you."

According to my previous habit of getting off the plane overnight, I will definitely go back to sleep and manually achieve the effects of "deeply hiding merit and fame" and "not staying for thousands of miles"-after all, falling asleep is equivalent to unilaterally isolating from the world.But I don't know if it's because I didn't kill anyone last night. My desire to hide my name today is not so strong, but... I looked at the address: "Isn't this too far away?"

The big man looked very energetic, and he was very different from the people around him who got off the plane overnight: "What are you afraid of, let's take a taxi."

Me: "It costs a lot of money to take a taxi back and forth, and it takes a long time to take a taxi."

"Saturday, it's Saturday." He dragged my arm, as if he was afraid that I would go in the direction of the dormitory building, "Let's go, let's go, the fruit tree is still hanging on the stove, how amazing..."

On the way, he chatted with the taxi driver, about where there is delicious food and fun in Shencheng, where it is unique, and where it is designed to trick outsiders.I found that he was actually not clumsy, but his words were very polite and decent, he would nod his head to thank him for everything he got, and his questions were clear, and some addresses were only said once by the driver, so I didn't quite understand the twists and turns of the dialect. Around, he has already remembered.

This kind of fluent conversation happened before when he was shopping, and I thought it was very strange at the time. Now that I think about it, he seems to be more calm with people who have a supply and demand relationship with him?The reason is probably because he has put himself in the perspective of consumers for a long time, and only in that position can he find the attitude he should show.

On the other hand, he is unfamiliar with the communication skills based on "friendship". Doesn't that mean that he hasn't made any friends?If most of the young people in the world have the same temper, like we did in high school, like to form cliques and reject dissidents when we were young, then the big guys have not been bullied to death before?

Thinking about it, the big guy is so pitiful...

I mentally wanted to express my condolences to his adolescence, but my body didn't give me the chance—I fell asleep.From all night to noon the next day, this continuous combat score is far below my highest record, but I don’t know if it’s because of too much exercise in the military training these days, or because I laughed too much last night, causing more energy to be spent moving my fingers than usual. Or because of something else... I don't know, I don't know when I'm so sleepy.

All I know is that I'm asleep, on the big guy's arm.

In the first 1 minute when I fell asleep, I heard the driver master say: "Yo, fell asleep?"

The big man lowered his voice: "Hehe, kid, I didn't sleep much last night."

The driver is not particular, and his voice is still as bright as before: "I don't think you are very old."

The big man smiled softly for a while: "A little bigger than him."

I couldn't open my eyes and sent out with brain waves: "???"

You bastard, don't think that it's okay if I fall asleep and say bad things about me. I'm obviously older than him. When I wake up, I will definitely find him to settle the score!I will never forget it!

But I still forgot.

More than half an hour later, the big guy patted me: "Get up!"

I don't know when my head slipped from his arm to his leg and how ugly I'm lying on my side in the backseat like this, all I see is the big guy wiping his jeans symbolically There was a pool of saliva stains on my face, and I smiled comfortingly: "It's okay, it's hot, and it will dry later."

God, he is so resigned, can't it be because he was bullied before?It is really not easy to grow such a big man in a difficult situation.

The whole lamb is grilled in a hanging oven, and there are also traditional skewers at the door. The meat on the skewers is fresh and plump, and the portions are full.After one bite, there is only slightly charred meat and a little cumin in the mouth. The smell of mutton is minimal, and the taste of other condiments can also be ignored.I am a person who can't eat spicy food at all. Occasionally, one or two of the meat skewers are stained with some chili powder sprinkled on other people's skewers. Looking at the leopard in the tube, we can know that the pepper is very wild and strong.

There are too many customers in the store. In order to take care of all the customers in the store, the boss can't put all the meat skewers from one oven to a certain table according to the order quantity. There are only about ten strings.At this time, the theorem "crying children have candy" was realized, and the big guy ran to the door to wait, so as to intercept a larger proportion of the finished skewers, and then brought them back with a smile Give me.

At first I thought he hadn't eaten a decent meal all night, and he was so hungry, but after a lot of times, I felt that he gave me everything he took.I was embarrassed and said: "You can eat too, don't keep taking it for me."

The big man put the end of the handle of the bamboo stick in front of me: "Eat first, eat more, and grow up quickly."

I:"……"

These words reminded me of the suffocating atmosphere in the school dormitory - I didn't like people rubbing my hair and saying how I looked like a junior high school student, but since I saw other people in my dormitory After reaching the height of a human being, I completely gave up the urge to compete and could only return with a smile of indifference.

Although the big guy is not the tallest among them, he has been in contact with me for the longest time, so he has caused the most invisible damage to me. I must change his point of view as soon as possible: "I am considered tall on our side. Wait until the evening. Mom came back from work and I asked her to take a photo of my high school graduation for you to see, you will know it! This is a regional difference, you understand? If I was born in your place, I would definitely look like you So high!"

"You're right, it's not your problem, thanks for your hard work." The big man responded without sincerity.In a few seconds, the proprietress brought a plate of cold beans with sesame sauce, and he pushed the plate in front of me again, "Eat more, grow taller."

I'm angry, but... I really can't seriously argue with him while eating the beans he pushed.

The diners left one by one, the supply of barbecue skewers and barbecue was not so tight, and the big guy was finally able to eat openly, so he specially asked the boss to sprinkle more chili noodles on him.After eating for a while, the big man took a breath and asked, "It's too spicy, do you want to drink?"

In the smell of fat meat, I couldn't think of it anymore, swallowed the food in my mouth, and the corner of my mouth hooked evilly: "I drank it before I went to school, and I drank it as water. Water, do you understand?"

Since I was about 6 or 7 years old, I have already had a good idea of ​​whether food is good or not, and what taste I like to eat.

At that time, my mother and I moved into the resettlement housing of collective land demolition and relocation where our family was located. There was a little boy named Qin Zhen in the opposite family. His father was in the interior decoration business. The foreman of the smallest group had to work by himself, so he often locked Qin Zhen at home alone.I am young enough, Qin Zhen is one year younger than me, always crying in fear at home alone, I sat in front of his door and beckoned him over, I just cut out a hole in the gauze of the anti-theft door, put the straw □□Go and give him the rice wine made by my mother with sweet-scented osmanthus.

Later, the two families became more and more mature, and his father often put him in my house to play with me. My mother sometimes asked me to make [-] yuan fermented glutinous glutinous rice. A handful of dried osmanthus petals for the two of us.In fact, the rice wine in the south does not have any wine taste, but has a sweet taste, and the rice grains have a sweet and sour taste when chewed.Who doesn't like sugar water for kids?Every time Qin Zhen came here, he secretly pulled the corner of my clothes, so I asked my mother to cook soup for us.My mother could only come back in a hurry to cook for me at noon. She was afraid that we would want to eat again in the afternoon, so she added water to boil the fermented glutinous rice into a big pot, and let the two of us just drink it as water.

The big man was overwhelmed by my rhetoric, and respectfully wiped out a new teacup with a napkin, put it in front of me, and asked, "Shall we brothers drink two cups?"

What is popular nowadays is some kind of colorful cocktail drink, related advertisements are broadcast in the streets and alleys, and fashionable restaurants will also put up a wall in the bar counter in order to flaunt their trend, but there is a local brewery in Shencheng, so college students drink beer. Not a lot.Both of these wines are higher in alcohol than rice wine, and they are "wine" in the true sense. I'm not sure what he wants to drink, but I don't think I should drink it in one cup. right?

I said: "Okay."

The big guy ran to the bar and asked, but he didn't seem to be very satisfied, so he took two steps with his long legs, and went to the supermarket outside.A few minutes later, he brought back an iron can that looked like a jug used by the Red Army on the Long March. There was a leather case on the outside of the can, and three consecutive Chinese characters were written on the leather case.

"Stuffy donkey".

The big man took the tin can and weighed it in his hand, and said very expertly: "I really haven't drank this outside, the packaging is different, try it."

My mood was as peaceful as the moment when all the members of our dormitory arrived.

The big man took a sip first, nodded, poured half a cup into the tea bowl for me, and said enthusiastically, "You can try it too."

Since it is "taste", it means that the amount is very small - I drank about 3ml carefully.

That day, I never again counted how many skewers were left on the plate.