The King's Altar

On the low table next to the bed, there is a fresh rose, and beside the rose are three fried dough sticks and some food.

All the furniture is piled up in the bedroom. You can watch TV while lying on the bed, play games when lying on your stomach, eat food when you turn over, and roll into the sofa when you roll over. Li Wudi is used to living in an infinitely spacious house. The space was surprisingly lazy and comfortable. He was content to enjoy such an environment. After waking up, he stretched his waist and touched a bright red rose to his nose.

Li Wudi was stunned for a moment, his heart was beating wildly with joy, he picked up a rose and sniffed it: "Is it for me?"

Yuan Mingqing came in with two bowls of sweet porridge, and put one bowl in front of him, "It's not for you, return it to me, don't mess with it."

"Who is it for?" Li Wudi was very disappointed, he dropped Rose and took a spoonful of sweet porridge into his mouth with little interest.

"Salsa, who else?" Yuan Mingqing sat next to him, drinking a big mouthful of porridge as if nothing had happened.

Li Wudi's eyes were red with jealousy, "I only gave you one flower? How stingy! Give me Sasha's address, and I'll give her a thousand flowers."

Yuan Mingqing chewed the fried dough sticks calmly: "Don't waste your time, even if you give her [-] fried dough sticks, she will also like me."

"That's not necessarily true!" Li Wudi sat up, covered himself with a quilt, and shouted anxiously, "I don't even have a chance to pursue her! We compete fairly, and you will definitely lose to me!"

Yuan Mingqing nodded, and asked abruptly, "How many times do I still owe you?"

Li Wudi's attention shifted quickly, and he stretched out two palms and flipped back and forth: "Twenty times."

"Eh?!!" Yuan Mingqing acted like a bolt from the blue: "How can there be so many?"

"Last night, you owed me once for playing the piano to you." Li Wudi had the mean demeanor of a creditor.

"That's right, just once." Yuan Mingqing tried in vain to avenge his grievances.

Li Wudi calculated carefully: "But I played twenty pieces!"

Yuan Mingqing rubbed his forehead in pain: "How can this be paid off?"

Li Wudi put on a considerate gesture: "Do you want to exchange it with something else?"

"How to exchange?" Yuan Mingqing raised his head full of expectation, and the despair and regret of being bent down by the debt were vividly performed.

Li Wudi stretched out a bare leg from the quilt, stepped into his crotch, and gently crushed him through his trousers: "Use this to change your mouth ten times."

"Hey!" Yuan Mingqing grabbed Sao Rabbit's ankle in time, and clamped it under the armpit, "We'll wait until I get back from get off work."

Li Wudi was blocked by one foot, and immediately switched to the other foot to attack the target, crushing that organ with his toes, "Go to work after you figure it out!"

Yuan Mingqing was in full bloom, begging for mercy repeatedly: "Oh, Mr. Li, I beg you, I'm late for work."

"I won't play the piano for you after you want to play tricks!" Li Wudi licked the milky white porridge soup at the corner of his mouth, and laughed innocently. Because his legs were naughty, his bare waist and buttocks slipped out of the quilt Twisting and twisting, I really don't know what shame is!

Yuan Mingqing took a small bite on his ankle, and couldn't help laughing: "Okay, deal."

Li Wudi reluctantly begged: "Fakemi, can you not go to work? I'll play the piano for you."

"That can't be done, how can you have money if you don't go to work?" Yuan Mingqing got up his suit jacket, took a rose, and said: "I'm leaving, you play by yourself, and I will take you to the movies tonight."

Li Wudi stared at the rose, and agreed sourly: "Oh, good."

Chen Yuejin did some routine inspections, and there was nothing serious.The doctor who wrote the medical records for him persuaded meaningfully: "Young man, although youth is capital, it can't be squandered casually, don't you think so?"

Chen Yuejin looked confused: "Huh?"

"The family members have to pay attention..." The doctor was a four-eyed frog, adjusted his glasses, looked behind him, selectively ignored Feng Qu, and asked, "Did the family members accompany you?"

"Family?" Chen Yuejin asked and answered: "My mother is at home, she doesn't know anything."

"Tsk!" The four-eyed doctor paused his pen tip, and said with a smile, "Who asked your mother? I asked if your wife is here yet?"

After Chen Yuejin took a nap in the hospital, his head was full of hair, his unshaven beard had half a face, and he looked decadent. He asked very puzzled, "Wife?"

Standing behind him, Feng Qu raked his hair, interjected: "I don't have a wife."

The doctor asked: "Girlfriend?"

Feng Qu answered for him: "I don't have a girlfriend."

The doctor frowned contemptuously, lowered his head and continued to write the medical records, and said to himself: "Well, then I'm looking for a young lady? I've seen a lot of young people like you who don't care about themselves. This time you go into shock, be careful next time you'll get wind."

"Why don't I love myself anymore? You know what the hell!" Chen Yuejin became furious, but unable to refute, he snatched the medical records and examination reports, grabbed Feng Qu and ran away.

Running out of the hospital gate, Chen Yuejin was at a loss, "Cricketer, how many buses should we take back?"

"Take a taxi, you're still weak, and I'm tired too."

"Oh." After standing and waiting for 2 minutes, there was no free taxi passing by. Chen Yuejin noticed that the atmosphere between the two people was a little strange, which made him feel flustered, and he had nothing to say: "Cricket, what do you want to eat?" ?”

"Didn't you eat in the hospital cafeteria?"

"Let's have some snacks," Chen Yuejin browsed a row of mobile stalls outside the hospital, "How about candied haws?"

"Need not."

"Do you want sour plum soup?" Next to the seller of candied haws was a seller of sour plum soup. Chen Yuejin read them one by one, hoping to arouse his interest in one thing.

"No."

"Do you want white rice cakes?" White rice cakes are next to the sour plum soup.

"No."

"Do you want octopus balls?" Next to the white rice cakes are octopus balls.

"No."

"Do you want balloons?" There was a balloon seller next to Octopus Maruko.

Feng Qu finally expressed a little interest: "Okay, buy one, I'll just watch you eat it."

Chen Yuejin got stuck for a moment, and became even more embarrassed. He squeezed Feng Qu's hand carefully, and he was thinking: Zhaowei sexually harassing the boss is nothing more than a blank stare. I dare not take advantage of the crickets. Touch the head office, right?

There were people coming and going at the entrance of the hospital, and many of them looked at the two men holding hands strangely. Feng Qu intertwined his fingers with Chen Yuejin, and lit a cigarette as if no one was there.

Chen Yuejin tightened his hand anxiously: "Cricket, you smoke too much, you are so addicted, it's not good..."

"If you quit buying lottery tickets, I will quit smoking." Feng Qu breathed out, his slightly pale thin lips gently opening and closing in the hazy smoke, naturally carrying a hint of arrogance and meanness.

"Feng Qu, I..." Chen Yuejin stared at Feng Qu's lips, hesitated to speak, and subconsciously put his hands together with both hands, his nose sore: I really want to kiss you, but if I do this You will stop talking to me, right?

"What do you want to say? Say it quickly." Feng Qu's heart was surging with no expression on his face, expecting the other party to say something that connected with his heart.

Chen Yuejin choked and defended with a twisted voice: "What happened last night, don't get me wrong, I'm really not gay!"

"..." Feng Qu's heart skipped a beat, he wanted to kill him already!

Chen Yuejin swore to the sky: "You must believe it, don't be afraid of me, I am really not gay!"

Feng Qu was still holding on to a glimmer of hope, "Didn't you say before that if it's me, it doesn't matter if you're gay?"

"Ah bah bah bah! I'm not!" Chen Yuejin thought he was testing himself, and said in a panic: "That's a joke. What a pure friendship we are! Purer than Marx and Engels, I swear! You can rest assured !"

Feng Qu pulled his hand away calmly, put it in his trouser pocket, turned and walked to the bus stop: "I haven't come to the bus after waiting for a long time. It's faster to take the bus."

Chen Yuejin grabbed his cuffs and trotted to keep up: "Cricket, go, walk slowly, hold me..."

Feng Qu said angrily, "Don't touch me, I've held you for so long, my hands are almost rotten!"

Back at the small western building, the gorgeous Bei Le greeted him with concern: "Yuejin, why don't you stay in the hospital for a few more days? I even asked Zhaowei to buy a hen to make soup for you at noon..."

Chen Yuejin was moved: "Thank you boss, I'm fine..."

Feng Qu said sarcastically: "It's not that you're pregnant, why do you eat chicken soup?"

Bei Le handed over a cup of hot milk and patted Chen Yuejin on the shoulder: "Yuejin, what's wrong with you?"

Holding the cup, Chen Yuejin faltered: "I...just..."

"I'm too excited to watch porn, it's just a lot of nosebleeds." Feng Qu snorted through his nose: "Trash."

Chen Yuejin blushed, "It's not right, I didn't watch the movie, I didn't stream it, it wasn't you, you, you... just..."

Feng Qu picked up an apple on the table, took a bite, and interrupted him concisely: "Shut up."

Bei Le rubbed his chin playfully, had a rough idea in his heart, and said with a smirk: "It's fine, Yue Jin, you have to exercise well, otherwise you won't be able to bear Feng Qu's casual tossing, how can this work? Quick, go upstairs to rest and call you when you are eating."

Chen Yuejin couldn't understand the deep meaning in those words, and went upstairs in response.Feng Qu passed by Bei Le, and lowered his voice to threaten: "What do you mean by that? Do you want to die?"

Bei Le sneered: "Little goblin, he is a baby, you have to be merciful."

Feng Qu was in a bad mood, so he was naturally angry: "Damn slut, what are you doing?"

The two were arguing, Jiang Zhaowei opened the door and came in, put the dishes on the table, and ran towards Bei Le with a bundle of coats in his arms: "Boss, boss, look what I picked up!"

The coat spread open, revealing a white, fleshy pup.Belle's face changed suddenly: "Where did it come from?"

Jiang Zhaowei was in high spirits: "I picked it up in the trash! I took it to the pet store on the street and gave me some medicine. As long as I eat and drink normally, and keep warm, I might be able to live..."

Belle didn't wait for him to finish, and pushed the puppy away inexplicably irritably, "Send it away!"

Jiang Zhaowei was stunned, "Huh? To whom?"

"I don't care who I give it to, don't stay in my house."

Jiang Zhaowei's eyes darkened, and he immediately put on a smiling face and begged, "No one wants it, boss, it's still young, and the owner of the pet shop doesn't have time to take care of it..."

Belle waved his hand impatiently: "Throw it back where it came from!"

"Will die."

Belle argued forcefully: "It's none of my business whether I die or not? People die every day in Africa, can you handle it?"

"Boss, why are you like this?" Jiang Zhaowei was extremely disappointed in him, and retorted unceremoniously: "You won't die if you raise a puppy!"

"Why won't you die? Me, I'm allergic to dog hair!"

"You fart!" Seeing that pretending to be well-behaved is useless, Jiang Zhaowei quickly exposed his rascal appearance: "It's not like you haven't played with other people's dogs before! You haven't never played with wild cats on the road! When did I see you allergic?"

"It's someone else's! It's on the road! It's none of my business! If you keep it in your own home, do you know how many germs it will bring me in? Do you know how much it will cost? I don't have time to raise an animal. Asking for trouble? Don’t tell me you raised it! Did you mop the floor today? Did you clean the windows? You didn’t come back until noon after buying some vegetables, you..." Belle made some nonsense, and he didn't think it was convincing, so he just made trouble out of no reason: " You are the boss and I am the boss? This is my territory! You can do whatever I say!"

There was a moment of suffocation in the room, Jiang Zhaowei looked at Bei Le coldly, Bei Le stared back arrogantly, not giving an inch.

Feng Qu hurriedly smoothed things over: "It's just a small matter, don't make noise. Otherwise, while raising it first, I will post on the pet forum to find someone to adopt..."

"I won't give this dog to anyone!" Jiang Zhaowei sniffled, rolled up his coat and hugged it in his arms, and said bitterly, "Bei Le, if he didn't like you, who would want to be killed by you every day for those hundreds of dollars?" Do it around? Let me tell you, I quit!"