chase a hammer

Is Wu Chute easy to deceive?

Fortunately, it just looks so deceiving.

Under the dim voice control lights, the man in front of the anti-theft door raised his eyebrows slightly. He leaned on the wheelchair, looked at the drunken young man in front of him with some interest, and continued to sneer maliciously: "Why? Don't dare to speak?"

Du Hang looked up and down the man's wheelchair, critically and sarcastically said: "Can he afford you?"

Yin Jin thought about it, and it seemed that he really couldn't afford it.

The little boy who has to sew and mend even his underwear, and the little boy who only eats the cheapest sour oranges when he eats fruit, really can't afford him.

"Looking for me?"

A vague voice came from the other side of the kitchen. Yin Jin tilted his head, looking at the boy in the black vest who came out of the bathroom, with a towel around his neck, and came over with some doubts as he wiped his hair.

Yin Jin stretched out his hand and opened the old anti-theft door. Wu Chu stepped on his slippers and walked to the door while being puzzled.

As soon as he walked to the door, he heard a sarcastic and arrogant voice: "Can he afford you?"

Wu Chu was dumbfounded.

Why does this voice sound so familiar, why is it so similar to Du Hang's dogbi's voice?

But now, shouldn't Du Hang, that dogbi, spend the night in a luxurious place, wanting to live and die?

What are you doing in such a shabby place?

Wu Chu suddenly opened the anti-theft door. He stood in front of Yin Jin, frowned and looked at Du Hang, who smelled of alcohol and was obviously drunk, and said, "What did you say?"

Seeing Wu Chu, the man smelling of alcohol straightened up while leaning against the railing, and he said angrily, "If you don't use the broken phone, I'll fucking smash it."

"Are you fucking blind with so many messages? Can't see?"

The voice-activated lights in the corridor flickered, Yin Jin frowned slightly, Wu Chu's jaw tightened slightly, and after moving his neck a few times, he whispered to the man behind him: "Go back first. "

Yin Jin sat in a wheelchair, looked at the menacing and domineering man and said, "Your friend?"

Wu Chu showed an indescribably disgusted expression, and whispered as if eating a fly: "It's just acquaintance."

The two were talking in a low voice in front of the anti-theft door. The black-haired wet boy put a towel around his neck and whispered something to the man in the wheelchair as if to appease him.

Du Hang sneered, and said in a strange voice: "What? You want to say that I am embarrassing you?"

"The one in the wheelchair, let me tell you, you used this trick before, but it didn't work for me."

Don't look at Wu Chu's little lover, who looks deserted and quiet, but the wind blowing on that pillow makes him fucking excited.Coaxed this idiot Wu Chu to confront him several times with a cold face.

The little lover was like this last time, and this is probably the same. Isn't she just complaining in front of him now?

Maybe after the meeting closes, the wind blowing on the wheelchair will be worse than the pillow blowing last time.

Only an idiot like Wu Chu would believe it.

Wu Chu scratched his hair, and whispered to the man in the wheelchair behind him: "You go back first, I'm afraid this idiot will start drinking mad and smash things."

Du Hang doesn't drink well, and few people around him know about it, because this idiot looks like he's not drunk when he's drunk.

When you are stupid, you come out and get drunk everywhere like a mad dog.

Yin Jin sat in a wheelchair, covered his lips with his hands, and nodded.

The neck of the man leaning on the handrail of the stairs was red and he said anxiously, "Who are you scolding..."

After Yin Jin closed the door, he heard the commotion outside the anti-theft door for a while, and it didn't take long for him to quiet down.

That noisy movement sounded like it was a serious attack.

A head poked out in front of the anti-theft door, it was Wu Chu, he calmly grabbed the garbage at the door, and whispered: "I'll go throw out the garbage."

Yin Jin nodded, and saw through the thin crack of the door that the little boy was carrying a bag of garbage, swearing and kicking the man sitting on the ground while wearing slippers.

In the end, the man was staggered down the stairs by the little boy holding his collar.

Yin Jin propped his chin with one hand, with a smile in his eyes.

It doesn't look like it's quite capable.

A few minutes later, the man who was blowing the night wind on the balcony heard a few sharp cat meows. He closed the book, raised his eyes slightly, stretched out his hand and opened the rusted screen window, and looked downstairs where the street lights were dim.

Downstairs, the man in a wine-red shirt clutched his stomach and kicked the pile of broken cardboard boxes several times as if to vent his anger. Wu Chu, who was wearing slippers, kicked the man's ass again cursingly.

Wu Chu stared at Du Hang, who was squatting on the ground with an angry face and a little bit of grievance, and said expressionlessly, "Where are your brothers?"

Du Hang's neck was red, and he just vomited in a mess, looking like he wanted to vomit from drinking too much.

I don't know if I drank too much, or if I drank too much and was beaten so badly that I wanted to vomit.

Wu Chu: "..."

Stretching out his feet to move the pile of broken cardboard boxes squarely, he warned the man fiercely: "If you spit it out."

"I'll let you eat it."

After Du Hang heard it, he was stunned for a moment, bent over and vomited louder, holding his shoulders, shaking and looking like he was about to vomit in a second.

Ten minutes later, the phone on Du Hang's cell phone lit up, and it was the surrogate driver who called to inquire about the situation. Wu Chu, who was squatting on the road, answered the call, immediately reported the location, and asked the surrogate driver to come and pick him up.

A few minutes later, the surrogate driver carefully carried Du Hang, who was squatting by the street lamp and clutching his stomach, into the car, looking like he was about to vomit. Through the street lamp, he saw many footprints of slippers on Du Hang's body.

The surrogate driver was dumbfounded. He was the surrogate driver Du Hang often called, so he naturally knew who Du Hang was.After a while, the substitute driver carefully reached out and patted the slipper print on Du Hang's body.

I don't know how hard I used to kick the slipper print, it was deeply imprinted on the clothes, and I couldn't take it off even if I slapped it.

The surrogate driver took a deep breath, then carefully turned the man who was leaning on the car seat with his eyes closed, pretending that he didn't see it, and sent him back to the place he usually used.

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After throwing out the garbage, Wu Chu went upstairs and knocked on the anti-theft door. Yin Jin, who was in a wheelchair, opened the door for him. Seeing Wu Chu who was empty-handed, he slightly raised his eyebrows and said, "Is it settled?"

Wu Chu nodded, he scratched his hair and entered the door: "Someone is here to pick him up."

Looking into Yin Jin's eyes in the wheelchair, Wu Chu said vigilantly, "He's not my friend."

Yin Jin watched the boy at the door walk to the sofa, took a sip of water, and said with indescribable disgust, "I usually don't make friends like this."

Yin Jin nodded and said, "Will he come tomorrow night?"

Wu Chu leaned on the sofa, tilted his head and thought for a while, "He won't come tomorrow."

Everyone around Du Hang knows that as long as he was drunk last night and woke up the next morning, he would basically forget what he did when he was drunk last night, especially the kind of shit that seemed sober and not drunk. I don't remember anything the next morning.

Wu Chu has tried repeatedly for so many years to pick this night's black hands.

Wu Chu lay on the sofa and said, "If he comes again next time, just ignore him and just call me."

As if afraid that Yin Jin would not take it seriously, Wu Chu sat up straight, pointed at his head cautiously and said solemnly: "He really has some brain problems. He has been like this for so many years."

Like a mad dog.

Yin Jin nodded, his shoulders relaxed, and he leaned on the wheelchair, with a little interest in his eyes: "I seem to have said something wrong just now."

Wu Chu looked at him with some doubts on his face.

"He asked me what you were doing."

The man in the wheelchair sighed and said, "I said you were taking a shower."

"He also asked me if we just finished."

Wu Chu choked on the saliva directly in his throat, coughed frantically, his ears turned red, and his face turned red, he took a deep breath before pretending to be calm and said, "You don't need to worry about it."

"He's like that. Everyone's like that."

Yin Jin sat in a wheelchair, nodded thoughtfully with his chin resting on one hand, and then continued to ask: "Then can you say you are taking a bath next time?"

Wu Chu: "..."

Yin Jin looked at the boy sitting on the sofa. His neck was burned to his face, and his ears were blushing. On the surface, he pretended to be calm and said, "You can just speak normally."

The man in the wheelchair raised his eyebrows with a smile and continued to ask, "He also asked if you can afford to support me."

With a little doubt on his face, he seemed to ask sincerely: "What do you mean?"

"Why does he think you are raising me?"

Wu Chu pretended to be calm and said: "He just misunderstood."

Yin Jin looked at the boy in front of him like a balloon that was about to burst, he was sewing frantically, but he was ashamed but like a cheerful leak of air, the air had already leaked out.

The smile in Yin Jin's eyes deepened, he sighed, and continued sincerely: "Then he..."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Chu, whose ears were flushed, interrupted angrily, "Do you really not understand or are you pretending not to understand?"

Wu Chu looked up at the man in the wheelchair and innocently said, "I don't understand."

"I usually only know how to run the washing machine for two hours."

Wu Chu: "..."

Yin Jin's lips curled up, his back straightened, his narrow eyes narrowed, thinking about what the drunk man said just now.

keep?

Could it be that the person Wu Chu liked before was always supported by Wu Chu?

Going to college was also Wu Chu's province one by one to contribute to it?Or is Wu Chu saving money just to support his family?

Is this fucking dating or charity?

Yin Jin raised his head, looked at Wu Chu who was wearing a black vest with a few dollars on the floor, and said bluntly to him with red ears: "It's best not to know."

Yin Jin smiled, remembering Wu Chu's act of kicking the man's ass downstairs while kicking the pile of broken cardboard boxes just now, and said, "There is a black cat downstairs that often comes up during the day. .”

"Remember to close the window during the day, otherwise it might sneak into your room."

While talking, Yin Jin watched Wu Chuming's eyes light up, and he propped his chin with one hand and said, "Do you like cats?"

As soon as this sentence was said, Wu Chu was like a cat that stepped on its tail, and said sullenly, "Who likes it?"

"You don't know how ugly that cat downstairs is."

With a sullen face, Wu Chu gestured with his hands, while emphasizing: "That head is big and black, and the eyes are just a little bit smaller."

"Tsk tsk tsk, as ugly as you really want to be."

"I never pay attention to them."

As Wu Chu walked towards the room, he said disdainfully, "I'll lock the windows during the day, so as not to be upset when I see them scurrying in at night."

Yin Jin nodded cooperatively, and said cooperatively, "Yes, lock the window."

After Wu Chu returned to the room with a look of disdain, he closed the door. The first thing he did was to open the windows immediately and close the screens to prevent mosquitoes from flying into the room. He could also hear the black cat scurrying in by the way.

Sitting on the bed, Wu Chu thought of the past, no matter if the cat was brave or timid, they would run away crazily when they saw him. As soon as he approached, it didn't matter whether the cat was fierce or obedient, as soon as they saw him, they would run away like crazy. Just like seeing the cat Hades, he started to flee crazily.

But he has no resistance to those furry animals. Every time he wants to touch the cat, but every time he gets scratched, his face is bloody.

But Shen Qiuze's relationship with animals is surprisingly good, every time he squats next to him, he can attract cats looking for food.

The first time he touched a cat was by Shen Qiuze's side.

The cold-faced boy hugged the cat, stood beside him, and said softly to him with a smile in his eyes, "Touch it."

At that time, Wu Chu didn't want people to know that he had a bad relationship with animals, and he didn't want people to know that those docile cats ran away crazily every time he saw him.

So at that time, he only raised his eyelids in front of Shen Qiuze, pretending to be lukewarm and saying, "Not interested."

But he didn't know that Shen Qiuze followed him, watching him muttering and squatting on the ground in winter, fishing for cats with a piece of ham for a long time, but he couldn't catch a cat. It's poor to look up.

Shen Qiuze, who was wearing a black turtleneck sweater, hugged the cat, bumped his arm with his arm, and urged him with a smile in his eyes, "Touch it quickly."

The cat in his arms seemed to be asleep, snoring, and looked very obedient and docile. After Wu Chu was bumped on the arm, the cat was handed to him, and its fluffy tail lightly tapped Tap his wrist.

Wu Chu hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand cautiously to touch the back of the cat in Shen Qiuze's arms, and then hesitatingly stretched out his hand to touch the well-behaved cat.

I don't know if the cat this time is because it is in Shen Qiuze's arms, it is very obedient, and it didn't run away, but honestly let him stroke the cat's fur, not only snoring, but also drooping its tail and bumping into Wu Chu's from time to time Black jacket.

Wu Chu stood beside Shen Qiuze, pursing his lips vigorously. The boy was wearing a black jacket. He looked cool and cold, but he carefully bent his finger bones and lowered his head to caress the soft fur.

He was sent to the countryside because of Kemu when he was a child, and the first time he saw his mother after he was taken back to Wu's house when he was seven years old was at the funeral.

Those soft, vital things never seemed to like him, and ran away crazily every time they saw him, and it has been like this since childhood.

But in the early morning of that winter, Shen Qiuze, who was wearing a black sweater and hugging the cat, made him feel for the first time that he was not one of those evil cults that brought bad luck and filth to bring misfortune.

And precisely from that day on, he acquiesced in Shen Qiuze's approach.