Slag Gong's Loyal Dog Road

The room was eerily quiet.

Usually there is a big guy like He bully around, and the shoe repair shop always seems crowded and noisy.

Qing Yuan lay in the dark, staring at the dirty ceiling and wiping the corners of his eyes vigorously.

How long has it been since you cried while awake?Probably because the blind mother often shed tears for herself, and she has developed a habit since she was a child, no matter how much wronged she has suffered, she will not cry.

A man cries, so worthless.

Shen Qingyuan bit his lip and kept saying to himself in his heart, I won't cry, I won't cry... But this time, it didn't work.

The unsatisfactory tears gathered more and more, and flowed, wet the pillow.

Being dumped by your lover, and almost being "bestie" again, can you be more unlucky?

He heard a dialogue on TV a few days ago, the actress said that my life is dark.Isn't he just dark now? In the 20 years of life, there were not many happy memories, and the only sweet dream ended in an embarrassing way. At the end, He Jingrui stepped on it hard.

The years to come are long and hopeless, I really don't know what is the meaning of living besides supporting the family!

Li Ye left, and He Jingrui also left.I was left in this small shoe repair shop, at a loss.

Shen Qingyuan got up from the bed and got dressed.Turning on the light, walking to the machine, he picked up an unfinished shoe and started to work.

The sound of jingling sounded, and the room was no longer quiet. The sound of work made his precarious heart temporarily calm down.

Every shoe, every purse, and every wallet here contains his painstaking effort, which is his source of food and clothing. With them, I always feel that I can stand up even when I sink to the bottom. I can see everything in front of me. There are still some inexplicable expectations.

When Shen Qingyuan was concentrating on his work, He Jingrui was wandering around on the street.

After coming out of the shoe repair shop, he went to the community hospital to bandage the wound. The wound looked bloody and scary, but it was just a broken skin that didn't even need stitches.He insisted that the doctor wrap a gauze bandage on his head, wrapping it like a third brother.

There is nowhere to go after leaving the hospital.

The more He Jingrui thought about it, the more angry he became. Isn't it just sex/love? Everyone has needs. The little shoemaker looks like he wants to fight him desperately. As for it?As for it!Tangtang He Ershao has been his grandson for so long and has helped him earn a lot of money. If he sleeps for one night, he will die!The little shoemaker knows nothing about flattery!Hmph, I won't serve him anymore!

He Jingrui fumbled/fumbled for the few hundred dollars left in his pocket, and wanted to go to a bar or a bathhouse to find 419, but he couldn't bring himself to do so.

His scalp still hurts, the little shoemaker's blow made him lose his sex/desire.He took a taxi aimlessly, reported his home address, and was taken directly to the villa complex where the He family was located by the taxi.

Standing at the gate of his own house, looking at the exquisite three-story villa and the well-manicured large garden, He Jingrui hesitated again.Go home and continue to be the second young master of the He family?Continue to live the idle life of the son-in-law, or find a job and follow the boss?Will there be no intersection with the little shoemaker in the future?

The beautiful homeland did not bring him the slightest sense of intimacy, but more confusion and oppression deeply rooted in memory.

While hesitating, his brother's black Cayenne drove towards him and stopped at the gate of He's house.

When He Jinghui was in the car, he saw his younger brother squatting at the door of the house with his head covered in bandages, his image was rather desolate.A little smile appeared on He Jinghui's cold face, and he walked directly to his younger brother after getting out of the car.

"Want to go home?" He Jinghui regained his facial paralysis and asked this sentence seriously.

"..." When He Jingrui saw his eldest brother, he jumped up from the ground reflexively, staring blankly at his brother getting closer and closer like a black tower.

The familiar pressure pressed down like a mountain toppled, making him unable to breathe.

"When you've had enough fun, go home and stay there, don't be so serious all day long." He Jinghui said again.

Hearing this, He Jingrui felt an evil fire in his heart. He threw the cigarette in his hand to the ground and yelled at He Jinghui, "Why am I not serious? You have been scolding me for more than 20 years Is scolding enough?! I am not your dog! I also have self-esteem!!!!"

After yelling these words, He Jingrui suddenly felt relieved. A certain decision that had been floating in the air finally came to rest, firmly settled in his heart, and he would no longer hesitate or waver.

He ran away in disbelief on He Jinghui's face.

"Xiao Rui, come back to me!" He Jinghui called from behind.

Putting more effort into his feet, he ran faster, He Jingrui rushed along the winding sidewalk like the wind, startling the dogs barking all the way.

The security guard at the gate watched curiously as He Jingrui drove in and then ran out on foot.

He Bully walked up to him, panted heavily and patted the security guard's shoulder, startling the little security guard, and subconsciously stood up straight.Before he woke up from his doze, the usual training words came out of his mouth naturally: "Is there something wrong, Mr. He?"

He Jingrui took a breath and said with a smile, "It's okay. Brother, I'm leaving, bye."

Little security guard: "..."

Walking past him, He Jingrui put his back on his back and raised his hand to wave.

When He Jinghui arrived at the door by car, he saw his brother waving his hands from the back and saying "bye" with a smile.

The driver turned his head and asked him, "Mr. He, do you want to chase me or not?"

He Jinghui leaned back on the chair with a complicated expression, shook his head and said, "Forget it. Let's go back."

After going home for a walk, He Jingrui had nowhere to go.As if conscious of his own feet, he turned around and turned back to the shoe repair shop.

Milky yellow light leaked from the windows.The neon lights did not stop, the singing and dancing did not stop, and the monotonous jingle sound came from the gorgeous bustling.

That was the little shoemaker at work.

He Jingrui stood by the window, and saw Shen Qingyuan's profile through the gap in the curtain.

His hair was disheveled, the light was scattered with fluffy edges, and his hunchbacked shoulders rose and fell with the movements of his hands.

After exhaling, He Jingrui leaned his back against the brick wall and lit a cigarette for himself.

Either he didn't want to go in, or he couldn't keep his face.It seems that I can't do without this stinking brat.

Well, he just couldn't do without, but he couldn't let Shen Qingyuan know, otherwise he would be riding on his neck even more in the future.

I don't know how long I stood there, but the cigarette butts fell on the ground in front of me, the singing and dancing in the distance had stopped, and the surrounding barbecue stalls were closing down. A familiar stall owner came over and greeted He Jingrui: "Hey Xiaohe, what are you doing standing outside? Didn't bring any The key? Why don't you come over and have a bowl of noodles?"

He Jingrui hurriedly waved his hands, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll go back after I smoke a cigarette."

The sound of shoe repairs inside stopped.

He Jingrui glanced up and saw Shen Qingyuan sitting still, the corners of his mouth moved, and he wiped the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand.My heart softened at once, and face is not important anymore, so I walked to the door and knocked on the door in a few steps.No one cares.He pushed hard, but the door wasn't locked, so it opened.

Shen Qingyuan faced him, his eyes were red, and there seemed to be a bright water mark on his fair face.

After closing the door and walking over to squat in front of him, He Jingrui asked, "Why are you crying? I haven't even cried since I was beaten." While talking, he stretched out his gauze-wrapped head to Shen Qingyuan's eyes.

"Are you... all right?" Shen Qingyuan looked at his injured head, and was really embarrassed to ask him.

"Sew a few stitches, just be careful not to get wet. Xiaoyuan," He Jingrui took Shen Qingyuan's hand and apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry. I messed up tonight. I, I just held it in for a long time, and I'm looking at you again." I want to comfort you when I'm broken in love, but I have no other meaning."

"I don't like one-night stands or anything, don't force me." Shen Qingyuan glanced at him with red eyes and said.

"I know, I know, you are old-fashioned." He Jingrui nodded hastily and said, "Although I bullied you today, you also beat me back and beat me up... Let's count it as even, okay? From now on, I promise I will never touch you without your consent, hehe, let me come back. I stood outside for most of the night, with nowhere to go, and I was afraid that you would be angry with me and drive me away."

He shook Shen Qingyuan's hand with a grimace, and kept asking: "Is it okay..."

"You are the one who wants to leave." Shen Qingyuan sniffed.

"I've been prescribed a prescription. I need to see a doctor." He Jingrui stared and said, "Okay, Xiao Yuanyuan is gone, come and hug me. There's no other meaning, a friend's hug."

Shen Qingyuan couldn't speak, his body froze and he let He Jingrui hold him in his arms and pat him hard.

His embrace was very warm, with the familiar smell of tobacco and laundry, his arms were also full of strength, the whole room became hot again, and his noisy voice could be heard everywhere.

Slowly resting her head on his shoulder, Shen Qingyuan sighed softly.