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Chi Xiaolao came down from the back of the stage, put down his mask and wiped the sweat off his face, passed by a private room where the people who had just finished watching the performance went to the empty building, his sneaky eyes immediately fixed on the plates of untouched dishes on the coffee table dessert.

Take out a roll of food bags from the cabinet in the private room, first pocket the potato chips, Xiao Xiaote likes to eat this, tie the bag tightly so that the taste will not be affected by moisture, and then slowly put the fruits and vegetables on the plate cake.

Coming out of the private room, I bumped into Dana, the foreman, who saw the bag in his hand and teased, "I have gained a lot today, how about some potato chips for Kota Yasu?"

Chi Xiaolao knew that he was talking about it, so he generously handed over the bag of potato chips, and put on a cheeky smile: "I'm afraid you will look down on the original potato chips, and I won't give them to others if they want them!"

Dana curled her lips in disgust, and didn't tease him, and asked in a low voice: "I mentioned it to you last time, have you considered it?"

Chi Xiaolao lowered his eyelashes, knowing that the other party was doing it for his own good, but if life seems to bow its head now, wouldn't the persistence and giving up in the past be a waste of work?

Six years ago, he did not bow to the huge debt of 50. He just regarded the 50 as a test left to him by his short-lived father. Only by selling the ass can he repay the debt. He just changed a more roundabout way.

Seeing him silently refusing, Dana poked his forehead and heart with hatred, and accidentally pressed the pustule on his forehead with his fingertips. : "It's not because you live like a dog that I don't bother to care about you. With your face, if you don't go to the mask party to sell it, you still have a way out!"

Masquerade Party is a blockbuster program of the nightclub to attract business this year. It has been done several times and they are all successful. Nowadays, rich people in the upper class are empty and lonely. People play beauties and stars, now it is exciting and novel to play men.

Chi Xiaolao participated in several mask parties with the team, one time was on a cruise ship, the little fresh meats in the nightclub wore all kinds of masks, and hung embarrassing cloths on their bodies. Swaying between the spotlight and fine wine, doing vulgar things in elegant music.

Chi Xiaolao remembered that when he was in school, a classmate asked a brain teaser question, "If a stranger came in while you were taking a shower, which one would you cover first?"

Boys naturally answer to cover the bird, and girls may have to do something more troublesome, but the answer is actually very simple - just cover your face.

Such a simple answer, Chi Xiaolao only realized it six years ago, and today, he understands it even more thoroughly.

But he just couldn't do it. Could it be that he wasn't the one who covered his face and got stabbed in the ass?

After figuring it out, he simply refused, "Look at my face, I can't be a pet dog, but be my stray dog, sorry Dana!"

After speaking, he turned and left.

Dana looked at his back in a daze. If his pockmarked face was ignored, his body with beautiful lines from long-term dancing practice would be the most dazzling existence under the spotlight.

Dana came back to her senses and cursed angrily: "What the hell!" If a customer hadn't taken a liking to him who dances in the nightclub every day, he would not have done such a thing for a reward.

Forget it, he won't be able to earn the money anyway, and he's just trying. The nightclub regulars are all about Chi Xiaolao's dance, and they just think that the passionate dancer on the stage is the nightclub's mainstay, Ming Jin. If Ming Jin didn't have an outstanding appearance, who would have come to wait and watch that dance? If he really wanted to make a fool of himself in front of the guests for a small profit, he would be the one who died in the end.

In the locker room, Chi Xiaolao changed his dance clothes into work clothes for wine sales. The manager turned a blind eye to his extra money. Anyway, he had to hand in kickbacks. Laughing and knocking on a private room.

After finishing the two hours today, I took a shower when I went to the locker room to change. It was already one o'clock in the morning when I came out of the safe passage after packing everything up.

At this time, there was no bus, and it was usually an hour’s walk to go home. In fact, the nightclub had a dormitory for the staff, and he moved out after living there for two years.

Speaking of the encounter with Xiaoxiao, it was very dramatic. That night was Christmas Eve. When the last bell struck midnight, he saw the boy in the snow, just like the little match girl in a fairy tale. Quiet And shrunk fragilely under the window with the lights turned off.

Xiaoxiao's eyes reminded him of himself, helpless, stubborn, strong, just a little more clear than him other than accidents, he suddenly wanted to protect those clear eyes, so it was logical that Xiaoxiao became his family.

At first Xiaoxiao was very wary of him, even when she went home with him, she always kept her eyes wide open to be wary of him, perhaps because her whole body warmed up after soaking her feet, she curled up under the blanket and fell into a deep sleep.

Later, I learned that on Christmas Eve, Xiaoxiao's mother who had passed away for three days was cremated, and the urn was stored in the funeral home. He only had a passport with 10 yuan in it, which was left to him by his mother. the last sum of money.

They have moved several times in the past four years, from one shack to another, anyway, following the pace of the demolition team, and now this one is the closest to the nightclub, thinking that Xiaoxiao has been following him through hardships, Chi Xiaolao is moved , and a feeling that I don't understand. If I use an elegant word to describe it, it should be "love".

It was already two o'clock when we got home, and there was no accident in the shack that a dim yellow desk lamp was on. Although it was dim, it was warm. Ying Chunxiao was lying on the folding table and writing fast, which should be homework brought back from school.

Thinking of how many times he changed cars to come back from school every weekend, and had to catch up with homework, Chi Xiaoluo felt distressed, but also warmed his heart, but he would not tell Xiaoxiao not to come back against his will, anyway, teenagers at this age exercise more And it should be.

The light of the desk lamp dimmed with Chi Xiaoliao's figure coming in, Ying Chunxiao raised his head to say hello, and then focused on his homework.

An iron bowl was gently placed on the table, he glanced at it, it was potato chips, and then he raised his head to meet Chi Xiaolao with a smile like offering a treasure, although he didn't like other people's leftovers, but he didn't want Chi Xiaolao to be disappointed, so he still reported it With a smile, he took a handful and put it into his mouth, pretending to enjoy it.

Chi Xiaolao grinned stupidly, and Ying Chunxiao stuffed all the rest into his mouth with a thought, and let him do it for him, because his stomach was already overwhelmed by the leftovers. ,

Chi Xiaolao felt sorry for the potato chips in his mouth, he chewed them and didn't spit them out, this was Xiaoxiao's favorite food, but now it was put into his mouth.

"Is it delicious?" Ying Chunxiao also grinned, pushing Xiao Lao back, "Go wash it quickly, don't block the light, there is hot water in the energy-saving furnace."

Chi Xiaolao didn't dare to disturb him to do his homework anymore, so he went to fetch water by himself. The stove was outside the shack. It was the kind of stove that added wood as fuel to heat water and keep it warm. It was very convenient.

It's early autumn now, although he has already taken a bath, he is sweating after walking, and Ying Chunxiao can't smell sweat the most, so he is never sloppy when it comes to personal hygiene.

Ying Chunxiao was working on a math problem on the draft paper, and for some reason, she started to miss out. She looked up at the shadow on the wall, not very clearly, but it was very clear in her mind.

Chi Xiaolao was wiping his body, his arms had graceful lines, his waist was slender yet still masculine, and there was a bit of ruthlessness in his flexibility, which made people want to hold his waist tightly, pinch out bruised fingerprints, and then furiously……

The tip of the pen rubbed between his teeth for a long time, Ying Chunxiao finally couldn't help turning his head, Chi Xiaolao was bending over to twist the towel with him on his back, the dim light was projected on his back, adding a faintly glamourous texture to the skin, In fact, even under strong light, Chi Xiaolao's skin is still very attractive, if one ignores his bumpy face.

The eraser at the tip of the pencil fell off between the clenched teeth, Ying Chunxiao suddenly came back to his senses, and patted his head annoyed, how could he...have reverie about him?

"Did you have dinner at school?"

Ying Chunxiao replied with a "huh", remembering something, and said: "This year, freshman year is busy with homework, I want to spend more time on study, maybe I won't come back every week."

Hearing this, Chi Xiaolao is not disappointed, but Ying Chunxiao's study is more important, he is a self-improvement child, originally because of his mother's death, he took a year off from school, but he managed to get into the university he wanted, no matter what It can't be delayed for another year, he is already 20 years old this year.

"Study is important. If you are used to living in school, don't come back. Besides, it's cold here in winter. I can't bear it if I stay here alone. It's better to live in a dormitory." He said this just to let Xiaoxiao live in the dormitory of the school and nightclub with peace of mind. No matter how warm it is, it is not as comfortable as in a shack. "If you need anything, call me at the nightclub and I will send it to you."

Originally apologetic, Ying Chunxiao felt chills when he heard the word 'nightclub', but he didn't show it on his face, he didn't want Chi Xiaoluo to feel uncomfortable.

The two cleared up the table and went to bed. Like the past, they lay on the bed and chatted about everything.

"How much money do you need to pay off the debt?"

Chi Xiaolao counted with his fingers, "A salary of 32 yuan a month, 30 yuan was deducted for living expenses, and it has been repaid [-] yuan in six years." He heaved a sigh of relief at this point, if Ying Chunxiao hadn't asked, he would have really I didn't dare to count, I didn't expect to have paid back more than [-] yuan, and I feel so proud that it's just around the corner!

Ying Chunxiao frowned and snorted, accusing: "Now that the standard of living has improved, the [-] six years ago is still [-] now. You are too useless to talk about salary increases?"

Chi Xiaolao is not angry when he is scolded as a useless person, anyway, he has the word 'Nu' in his name, to be honest, he doesn't want to mess with those people at all, because he didn't want to be an MB, he used some tricks to ruin his face , because he was in puberty, he suddenly had pustules all over his face, plus his dance is really good, even if his face is ruined, it still has some value, otherwise he would not be beaten severely, but dead without a whole body .

The contract was signed at one time, and four thousand five thousand five thousand was deducted a month until it was paid off. He had no reason to go to them to negotiate a salary increase now, and he didn't want to tell Xiaoxiao about these old things, otherwise he would take out that Zhang’s mother’s money was forced into him to repay the debt. Let’s not say that the money is not enough, even if it is enough to repay the debt, he still can’t use the money. There are still four years in college, and maybe he will continue to study after graduation.

Seeing that he was silent, Ying Chunxiao secretly scolded herself for saying the wrong thing, and rubbed her hairy head against Chi Xiaolao's arms, making him laugh uncontrollably because of the tickle.

It's not that he hasn't had any conflicts before, as long as he blushes, Ying Chunxiao will use this trick to try everything, because Chi Xiaoluo is ticklish, as long as he makes him laugh, no matter how angry he laughs, it will disappear.

The bed board was creaked by the two of them, Chi Xiaolao was afraid of getting on the bed, so he hurriedly pushed his head with his hands, and his index finger just rested on his brow bone, a very obvious old scar to the touch.

The obvious scars can be felt with fingers, let alone seen with eyes.

This was three years ago when Xiaoxiao was smashed by a hooligan with a wine bottle in order to protect him, and then a conspicuous scar was left on this flawless face.

"It's okay!" Ying Chunxiao held his hand, and said disapprovingly: "It's nothing for a man to leave a scar. If anyone dares to bully you in the future, I'll beat him until he doesn't recognize you!"

That's what Ying Chunxiao said back then with his face covered in blood.

——If anyone bullies you, I'll beat you until you don't even know your mother!

Chi Xiaolao didn't doubt the reliability of Xiaoxiao's promise at all. At the age of 17, Ying Chunxiao, who was only 1.7 meters three, ignored the blood all over his head and face, copied the steel pipe and beat up a few hooligans. , now Xiaoxiao is already half a head taller than him, Chi Xiaoluo thought that he could trust his little life to him, it was not because he was stupid, but because he knew that he had died on that day three years ago. Ruined!

The small board bed can no longer bear the size of two big men, especially Ying Chunxiao, who is 1.8 meters tall and can't support her legs straight. After a while, the two lay on their sides facing each other, inevitably staring with big eyes.

The little night light glowed with an ambiguous pink light, a bit like a match that ignited Qiu's dryness. However, at this moment, the two of them fell silent in a tacit understanding, which made the sound of snorting infinitely amplified.

Chi Xiaolao's eyes are actually very good-looking, and they are also the only inch of pure land on his entire face without potholes. They have thin eyelids, shallow and narrow inner eyes, and the ends of the eyes are slightly raised, especially the two pupils. The lacquer is shining slyly all the time,

Because of the close distance, only the eyes were clearly in focus, and the face he couldn't bear to look at was blurred. Ying Chunxiao couldn't help holding his breath, and his chest was throbbing due to lack of oxygen.

Chi Xiaolao suddenly let out a chuckle, and squirted Ying Chunxiao's face full of rain, "The boy has grown up and regarded me as a girl?"

It was only then that Ying Chunxiao realized that a certain organ had quietly risen up, and it was pressing against Chi Xiaoliao's lower abdomen.

Being found embarrassed, Ying Chunxiao became furious, and was about to lose his temper to cover up his gaffe, when Chi Xiaolao pressed his shoulder and stretched out his right hand.