Boyfriends are crazy

The warm light radiated from the dizzy yellow lamp hit the top of He Qinghui's head, covering his entire figure.

There is still a faint smell of beer, leftovers, and instant noodles fermented after a long period of time in the air, mixed with the unpleasant smell of nicotine, which almost stinks people.

In addition to the uninterrupted crackling sound of the keyboard, from time to time, there will be a few words of cursing, father-fucking, mother-in-law from all directions, and the sound of someone clapping the table and kicking the wall with their hands.

He Qinghui was sitting at the front desk, with a headset hanging around his neck, and his bony and slender fingers were typing violently on the keyboard. From the beginning to the end, he maintained the same expression, stern and gloomy, with an air of not getting close to strangers. aura.

Perhaps it was because of He Qinghui's astonishing height, not only did no one doubt his age, but many bastards who often surfed the Internet here all night called him 'Brother He'.

Except for the boss who recruited He Qinghui, no one knew that this boy who would not change his face even when he saw blood in a fight was not only a middle school student who had just entered high school, but also the top student in the high school entrance examination.

"Hey, network administrator, turn on a computer for me." A man chewing betel nuts patted He Qinghui's table very rudely as soon as he entered the door, with a little arrogant look.

He Qinghui didn't raise his head, and there was no emotional fluctuation on his face, as if he didn't care about anything. He said indifferently, "Id card."

The man went straight to the floor next to him with a bah sound, spat out the betel nut dregs in his mouth, shook his legs, took out his ID card from his pocket, and pulled out a red hundred-yuan bill from his wallet, throwing it lazily on the On He Qinghui's table, he yelled impatiently, "Hurry up."

He Qinghui performed a series of operations in front of the computer like a cloud and flowing water, his fingers moved extremely fast, and then a piece of paper appeared from the side, picked up a pen and wrote something, raised his head slightly, and handed it to the man, it seemed that he did not care about the other party's paper. Contempt in the eyes.

The man was not polite, and grabbed it very rudely, planning to find a quiet corner to play a game quietly all night.

He Qinghui's already fair complexion, under the yellow light, made his skin look more delicate.

In Internet cafes at night, there are everyone, and anything can happen.

"Hey, handsome guy, please leave a contact information."

The curly-haired girl dyed milk tea brown and her little sister have been watching this handsome webmaster for a while, and they really can't bear the commotion in their hearts. After the curly-haired girl snuffed out the cigarette butt, she made fun of He Qinghui and talked to him very purposefully. .

He Qinghui did not look up as usual, and said concisely, "Don't stay."

The curly-haired girl's smile froze at the corner of her mouth for a moment, like a scorching fire being splashed with ice water.

She suppressed her temper, tried her best to make her voice sound sweeter, and even laid her entire upper body on He Qinghui's table, forcing the other party to look up at her, "Isn't it, handsome guy, so ruthless?"

The curly-haired girl is not like the usual heavy makeup in Internet cafes. Her makeup is very light. She only wears makeup cream that can make her face white, nude lipstick, very light and thin blush, and her nose is also smudged. With a touch of red, it looks like the sweet type that can make boys feel pity.

But her clothes are very bold. The waist dress with an open back and collarbone reveals all the advantages of her figure.

He Qinghui narrowed his eyes, and a trace of imperceptible impatience flashed in his eyes.

The curly-haired girl continued to attack, and even reached out to try to touch He Qinghui's shoulder, but the latter dodged it extremely quickly.

The curly-haired girl coquettishly let out a coquettish laugh, only thinking that the other party was serious and was about to sit directly on He Qinghui's lap, but before she could do it boldly, the latter pinched her neck quickly.

The strong feeling of suffocation made the girl's legs go limp, and her two hands tried hard to slap the other's big hand that imprisoned her, "Quick! Uh...let me go."

The group of girls who had been watching the show was also frightened by this scene. For a while, everyone watched the curly-haired girl struggling crazily, but no one helped her.

He Qinghui let go of the girl's neck, and the curly-haired girl softened. She supported the table with both hands so as not to kneel down. There was no hint of beauty on her face just now, and her eyes were full of horror and fear of dying and suffocating.

He Qinghui's eyes were extremely cold, he glanced up and down at the embarrassed girl, and moved his extremely light-colored thin lips, "I'm sorry, I overreacted."

That being said, the girl didn't feel half apologetic, she trembled uncontrollably, feeling as if she was being stalked by a poisonous snake.

She didn't say anything else, took two steps back, and ran away in fear, not caring about her little sisters, and went straight to the door, looking silly.

The sister group behind her looked at each other and hurried to catch up.

This is a group of little girls who can tell at a glance that they cannot be too old.

He Qinghui raised his forehead, tightly pressed his thumbs on the twitching veins in his temples, his expression was a little uncertain.

He just went too far.

A message popped up on the desktop of the computer. He Qinghui frowned, pursed his thin lips, and clicked on it with the mouse.

……

Tiger: Is God there? You asked me to buy shares last month, and I have already bought them. The market price has increased by five times!!

Tiger: Regardless of whether it is a master who predicts things like a god, I plan to sell this stock next month, and I will definitely make a lot of money!

……

He Qinghui paused and began to reply.

Mu Bai: Keep it, this stock will continue to rise in the second half of this year, and it will be sold at the end of the year.

tiger: Great! I have transferred the share of this month to the account you designated.

tiger: happy to go around in circles.jpg

Mu Bai:......What is the best gift for a 14-year-old boy

tigers:

tiger: send your son

Mubai: ...

He Qing forked off the chat box, and stared at the electronic screen for a long while in a daze, before opening a certain search page.

Q: What is the best gift for my 14-year-old brother?

Answer [-]: Boys like electronic products. It is very nice to buy him a mobile phone or a game console.

He Qinghui skipped this answer, because Shen Xibai has never been short of electronic products, and they are cold and have no special meaning.

Answer 38: Please, what gift should the child give, of course it is "Five-Year High School Entrance Examination and Three-Year Simulation", "Full Score Composition", "Xueba Notebook", "Tianli [-] Sets"? Believe me, he will definitely because he has a bright Thank you for your future.

Answer [-]: Of course it is to change the game skin for him, preferably a whole set, it is a bit flattering to think about it.

Answer [-]: Buy sneakers. Kids at this age value famous brands. Bring him a few pairs of big-name sneakers to ensure that he will be so happy that he will show them off to his friends.

…………

He Qinghui studied every answer carefully, and then thought about the feasibility in his mind, and drew a big cross one by one.

These answers are of no use to He Qinghui, and have no reference value at all.

Suddenly, He Qinghui's hand stopped, and he was overwhelmed by an answer.

Hahaha, please, isn't it the time when teenage boys are at their most energetic? I, an old driver, will tell you what to buy, recommend you to buy an airplane cup, NO.13 angel experience... cough cough, just one sentence anyway, Know everything, your brother will definitely thank you for the rest of his life. '

He Qinghui's fingers trembled, and he forked off the computer page in shock. He sat in front of the computer for a long time, skeptical of life, as if a string called reason had broken in his brain.

Just at this moment, the cell phone in He Qinghui's trouser pocket vibrated, and he shook as if he had just woken up from a dream. He hurriedly took out the cell phone, his expression became very nervous for no reason, and his back and spine straightened accordingly.

Except for his account with a foreign ip address that anonymously helps people speculate in stocks, Shen Xibai is the only contact in all of his social software, so he doesn't have to think about it, he knows who is sending messages to him.

You have to wash in vain when you take a shower: brother, are you still at work?

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Yeyejia Qinghui: Well, I'm still at work.

He Qinghui stared at the screen of his mobile phone, feeling that his ears were burning a little, and his whole body was still immersed in the answer just now. After seeing Shen Xibai's message, he felt very guilty for no reason at the first time.

Shen Xibai was lying on the sky blue bed sheet, wearing a very well-behaved cat pajamas, holding his phone while shaking his calf excitedly.

Seeing He Qinghui's answer, he pursed his lips, exited the chat page, and reopened a certain interface that he had just found. The title was very eye-catching with a few large characters written on it.

"With these few rustic love words, I don't have to worry about having nothing to talk to my boyfriend anymore!"

Shen Xibai turned his head up and down, and began to carefully select which earthy Tsinghua University to choose.

He Qinghui, who had been waiting for Shen Xibai's reply, stared at the screen of the phone, reluctant to blink, afraid that he would miss the other party's message and not be able to reply in time.

But he stared at it for a full 2 ​​minutes, and the content of the chat was frozen at the last reply from He Qinghui.

He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, and even regretted that he was not very good at chatting, and he had chatted to death with just one sentence.

Not reconciled, he tentatively entered text and asked dryly, 'Are you asleep?'

Who knew that as soon as He Qinghui's content was posted, Shen Xibai's message was sent over right after.

Yeyejiaqinghui: Are you asleep?

Take a shower for nothing: I have a superpower.

He Qinghui quickly withdrew his message, his heart beating faster, for fear that the other party would mistakenly think that he was urging him to sleep.

Shen Xibai looked at the three words 'withdrawn', laughed out loud on the bed, and rolled on the bed twice happily, looking very childish.

Every night to reduce Qinghui: what kind of super power

Seeing the other party's answer in such a cooperative manner, Shen Xibai smirked happily, and typed the answer quickly.

I have to wash for nothing in the shower: I like you so much.

Shen Xibai stared at the phone screen, earnestly waiting for a reply, but as soon as he finished speaking, the other party was silent for a minute.

Yeyejia Qinghui: I like you too.

Yeyejia Qinghui has been withdrawn.

Every night to reduce the brilliance: you are learning the taste of Tsinghua University

Shen Xibai naturally saw that the other party withdrew his previous answer, and calmly started to attack again.

Take a shower for nothing: Are you tired?

He Qinghui saw that the other party's answer was not what he asked, and it was a bit charming at first, but then slowly faded away, feeling an indescribable loss.

Reduce Qinghui every night: not tired.

Shen Xibai saw that the other party gave the standard straight man answer as expected, and immediately replied.

I have to wash for nothing in the shower: But you have been running in my mind all day, are you still not tired?