Gold Class Fighter

The flower cat has been in this circle for a long time, it has sharp eyes, isn't it, it can be seen at a glance.As for the little policeman, they are upright, talk less and don't express much, and the cats don't smell the same kind.However, if he is really such a person, Huamao doesn't care about trying something new.

Workers, peasants, businessmen, and soldiers, except for those who have never been in the army, the cats and cats are all working neatly.Never had anything to do with the police.The cat hates the police, hates that skin, the bastard is born to be against the police, he has not forgotten how those policemen treated Fangyu, the night Fangyu was ordered into the police because of Tuesday, what happened after Fangyu came out In the same way, Huamao had the intention to kill people at that time.

As for those years in prison, that is not mentioned.

But if it's this little piece of policeman - the cat is facing his side.Not at all, not the slightest bit.But there is a certain angle, I can't tell, there is a trace...Hua Mao thinks.

Because of such a small trace, sometimes, he would look at Gu Fei for a while.

The joke is a joke, and the fun is fun, but none of the brothers took it seriously, and quickly sang and drank to make a scene.

In the commotion, Fang Yu asked Huamao.

Fang Yu said, that policeman didn't bother you, did he?

Huamao said, no, big brother.nothing.

Fang Yu said, I have something to say, hello.

Fang Yu only said five words, and didn't say anything else.

These five words entered Huamao's heart.

He drank, sang, took off his clothes and made a fuss, but his vision always had a fixed place.After so many years, I got used to this sight, and it became Huamao's subconscious.

He knows which finger he used to hold the cup when drinking, which pocket he used to put in when he took out his cigarettes, whose song he liked to start with when ordering songs, and even how many times his Adam's apple rolled when he drank.

Huamao thought that he would never like anyone in his life.

The person in his heart has been stuck in his heart all these years, and his feelings have become heavy and heavy, and it has grown into his bones.

He could see him leaning on the sofa, with his hands around Yang Lei's waist all the time, and saw them smiling at each other when no one was paying attention.When his other hand was on his lap, Yang Lei quietly took it.

After drinking too much, Yang Lei lay back on his arms, shouting songs, he put his arms around Yang Lei, smiled, and gently stroked the short hair around Yang Lei's ears with his fingers in a place where the light could not shine.

That smile was the same as when Huamao saw him smile for the first time.

He will never have this man.But Huamao thinks enough is enough.

Seeing him have a good time, happy life, all right.

During the years he was in prison with him, he just wanted to see him smile like this once, just once.

So Huamao is content.

How many people can a person meet in a lifetime who can grow into the bone?

It is enough to meet one.