How about being each other's scumbags?

By the time Xie Zhiwei's leg has almost recovered, it will already be September when midsummer comes.

He was alone when he entered the hospital, and he was still alone when he left, with no luggage and no relatives. The only difference was that he had a lame leg and a sum of money.

Such a result is already the best for Xie Zhiwei.

After being discharged from the hospital, Xie Zhiwei did not return to City B.There was nothing worth remembering there, and going back would only affect his mood.

Although several months have passed since the great earthquake, most of the ruins are still ruins. The reconstruction work is proceeding in an orderly and rapid manner, but there is still a long time before the full picture is restored.

Xie Zhiwei took some time to visit Boss Li's wife's house, but the house he used to live in has been moved to the ground, and the streets he used to be familiar with are also in ruins.

Xie Zhiwei managed to find someone he knew nearby, and asked about the situation of the proprietress.

"She was lucky. During the earthquake, she said she couldn't sleep, so she drank beer outside." The man said, "The two tenants who were with her escaped unharmed. They were all fine, and the house was still destroyed by the earthquake... She said she was going back to her hometown and left last month."

Xie Zhiwei was relieved when he heard that the proprietress was fine. After living in K city for two days, he moved to another completely unfamiliar city Y.

City Y, like City K, is a small city. Although the transportation and economy are underdeveloped, the environment is good. More importantly, the taste is light, which is more in line with Xie Zhiwei's eating habits.

Xie Zhiwei rented a small shop in City Y, bought some books and trinkets, and opened his bookstore just like that.

Xie Zhiwei didn't choose the location of the bookstore, he didn't plan to use it to make money, he just wanted to find something to do to pass the time, so as not to be bored.

The wall of the bookstore near the street is made of glass. There are some exquisite small hanging baskets hanging on the glass. These green plants are grown in the hanging baskets. City Y is sunny and the temperature difference is not big throughout the year. Even if these small plants are not carefully cared for , but also grow very lush.

Xie Zhiwei was completely free, and the days passed by smoothly like running water.

In the second year of living in City Y, when the end of the new year was approaching, Xie Zhiwei picked up a dirty dog ​​on the street. He didn't intend to take it back, but the dog followed him and followed him home At the door, it seemed to know that it was not clean, so it didn't go in. It just sat not far from Xie Zhiwei's house, wagging its tail and sticking out its tongue.

Xie Zhiwei didn't care about it, and made dinner by himself. When he was about to go for a walk after watching the news broadcast, he realized that it hadn't left yet, still squatting there obediently.

Xie Zhiwei doesn't like keeping animals. He thinks these little gadgets are too much trouble, requiring too much time and experience, but now he has too much free time, so it doesn't really matter to have a dog.

So in the end, Xie Zhiwei took the dog with long hair and almost invisible eyes back home.

He gave the dog something to eat first, and then gave the dog a bath with the shower head.

I don't know how long it has been wandering. The dog's hair is knotted and there are many fleas. Xie Zhiwei couldn't clean it for a long time, so he cut off the entangled hair in a fit of anger.

The dog kept its head down, looked at Xie Zhiwei pitifully, and let him not be too gentle.

"You'll be called Mao Duoduo from now on." Xie Zhiwei said, "It's so hairy."

"Woo." Mao Duoduo groaned.

Xie Zhiwei wiped Mao Duoduo clean with an old towel, blown it with a blower, and cleaned the bedroom again, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

He knew that Mao Duoduo had fleas on him, so he didn't dare to bring him into the bedroom. He just made a box for him and laid out some old clothes, thinking that he would spend the night and take him to the pet hospital tomorrow.

Mao Duoduo has always been very obedient, and he didn't make a sound until before going to bed.

Winter is always difficult for Xie Zhiwei. He has an old leg injury, and when the weather is cold, his head is covered with cold sweat. Today is fine, but it rained a few days ago, and he can't even walk.

But he is still alive, which is God's best reward.

Early the next morning, Xie Zhiwei took Mao Duoduo to the pet hospital for a comprehensive examination.

The doctor was a man in his 20s. When he saw it, he said, "Are you still a student? Have you graduated from high school?"

"..." Xie Zhiwei's body turned 21 as early as October this year, and he is not too far away from graduating from university, but he has a baby face and round cat eyes. That's enough, but it doesn't look like a social person by any means.

"I'm 29." Xie Zhiwei said slowly, "A child can make soy sauce."

The young doctor opened his mouth wide in astonishment: "...It's really fake, you can't tell it at all."

"Really." Xie Zhiwei had a serious expression on his face.

"..." The doctor silently closed his mouth, and after a while he said: "This dog is quite healthy, except for some ear mites and fleas, just apply some medicine."

"En." Xie Zhiwei responded.

"Stray dogs are generally quite sensible." The doctor continued: "Actually, raising a dog is like giving birth to a child. When you don't do well to raise him for the rest of his life, don't provoke him. It's a life, so make more mistakes. "

Xie Zhiwei glanced at Mao Duoduo, who was lying on his feet and looked up at him carefully, and smiled: "That's right."

Chattering, the doctor prescribed some medicine for Xie Zhiwei, instructed how to use it, and gave him a rubber toy for grinding teeth.

Xie Zhiwei left the hospital and went to a nearby pet store to buy some things that Mao Duoduo needed, dog food, kennels, chains, teething sticks, etc. A lot of things.

His legs are not good, he still has a little limp when he walks, and it is still a bit difficult to carry these things, so he took a taxi back home after leaving the pet store.

Mao Duoduo followed Xie Zhiwei into the house, watched as Xie Zhiwei put his litter and dog bowl on the balcony, and then filled it with dog food.

Mao Duoduo buried his head in the dog bowl in a disfigured manner, puffing and puffing.

Xie Zhiwei stood aside and watched, with a long-lost smile on his face.

In this life, he is probably alone. He will have no offspring, no partner. At most, he will have a dog by his side that can accompany him for more than ten years, and he will walk to the end of his life alone.Even though he is only 21 years old, Xie Zhiwei looks like an old man who is almost out of breath.

Because I went to buy pet supplies for Mao Duoduo, Xie Zhiwei's bookstore was closed all day, and I went to bed very early at night.He dripped Fulian on Mao Duoduo's neck, rubbed the medicine on its ears, took a bath, and went to bed.

As a result, that night, Xie Zhiwei had a dream that he had never thought of.

He dreamed of Xie Jiao whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Xie Jiao was in the dark, Xie Zhiwei couldn't see his face, he could only vaguely hear Xie Jiao's voice, the voice was as gentle as in memory, Xie Jiao said: "Kai Ke, brother loves you."

Xie Zhiwei couldn't move or speak. In the boundless darkness, he felt a pair of hands slowly take off the clothes on his body, and then slowly caressed.

There were bumps and bumps on those hands - Xie Zhiwei quickly realized that it was the scar on Xie Jiao's palm.

"Hey." Xie Zhiwei's breathing began to become disordered due to the entangled, gentle, erotic whisper, and the slow hand moving on the body.

"Hey." The man who should have been forgotten by Xie Zhiwei said, "Do you miss me?"

Xie Zhiwei whimpered in his throat, he couldn't see anything, so his sense of touch became more and more obvious, he wanted to stretch out his hand to hold Xie Jiao, but he couldn't move.

"Xieke." The man called out his nickname, his tone was extremely sticky, he picked Xie Zhiwei's desire to the highest point little by little, but he didn't let Xie Zhiwei just let it go.

Xie Zhiwei was covered in sweat, and his sanity was a little confused.

At the end of the dream, Xie Zhiwei still reached the climax, and he made a small nasal sound, which sounded pitiful.

The man's hand didn't move anymore, and the sound didn't appear again, just like that, he disappeared into the darkness without a sound.

When Xie Zhiwei woke up the next day, he was not surprised to find that his pants were wet. He still remembered the content of the dream very clearly. Coupled with the wet pants, he almost shook Xie Zhiwei hard. A slap in the face - he actually had a wet dream because of Xie Jiao.

This is simply the biggest irony to Xie Zhiwei.

With a gloomy expression, Xie Zhiwei stood in the toilet, scrubbed his pants, and dried them on the balcony.

Mao Duoduo has already woken up, seeing Xie Zhiwei wagging his tail happily, it is still a very thin dog, and with Xie Zhiwei's extremely casual shearing technique, it doesn't look good at all, but this does not affect it to surround Xie Zhiwei. Zhiwei circled happily.

Xie Zhiwei fed Mao Duoduo breakfast, put a collar on his neck, and then walked out slowly, leading Mao Duoduo to his own bookstore.

The house Xie Zhiwei bought is not far from the bookstore. He didn't want to leave Mao Duoduo alone at home, so he brought it to the bookstore.

There were no guests in the morning, Xie Zhiwei cleaned up a little, then made a cup of coffee and started watching TV.

The daily news is a must. Xie Zhiwei originally planned to press the hand of the central station, but when he saw a certain picture, he suddenly stopped.

On TV, the person being interviewed by the beautiful host is Xie Jiao wearing sunglasses.

What makes Xie Zhi taste even more ironic is that the theme of this interview is "Boundless Love", "Boundless Love"?Xie Zhiwei felt it was funny when he saw it. With a sarcasm on his face, he began to wonder what Xie Jiao did to deserve the word.

"That period of time is the most unforgettable memory in my life." Xie Jiao's voice was so familiar: "Although it was difficult, it brought me the most things."

The hostess continued: "Did your eyes hurt at that time?"

"Yes." Xie Jiao said very calmly: "But compared with many people, I am already very lucky."

At this moment, Xie Zhiwei no longer had a smile on his face.