chase a hammer

Sitting on the sofa with a hole in the corner of his mouth, Shen Qiuze looked a little embarrassed and stared blankly at Wu Chu who got up with a bag of medicine.

It was rare for him to be in such a daze, as if he had been punched head-on, and his eyes were completely dazed.

He didn't seem to have thought of Wu Chu who asked him to raise his hand and kissed him on the forehead in satisfaction. He looked like a scumbag who didn't recognize anyone when he pulled up his pants, and said: "What are you doing, we have already broke up."

Wu Chu's appearance was the same as that of the nightmarish nightmarish sleep with him who had a nightmare with him in the hotel. The next morning, naked to the waist, he leaned on the sofa as if he was smoking an after-event cigarette and said quietly to him: " If you take off my pants after you fall asleep at night, I will take off your skin." It was exactly the same.

After Wu Chu got up, he threw a bag of medicine on the table and said, "Put the medicine here, remember to apply it."

The silent person on the sofa didn't speak, just lowered his eyes and pursed his lips. With his pale face and the forehead hair soaked in cold sweat, he looked like some kind of animal curled up in a corner, quiet and lifeless.

It was exactly the same as when I came to the hotel wet in the torrential rain to ask Wu Chu for blessing that day.

Wu Chu held back for a while, but couldn't hold back, he pushed the head of the person in front of him and said with a cold face: "Are you still wronged?"

Shen Qiuze didn't speak, probably because the hole in the corner of his mouth was torn open, his drooping eyelashes moved, he frowned slightly, and pursed his lips.

Wu Chuyou said quietly: "I haven't felt wronged after being beaten up and kicked out after the fucking breakup, why are you wronged?"

After all, Wu Chu pinched his face, looked left and right, and muttered with some regret: "In the beginning, only the face was visible, but now it's so ugly."

If he knew it earlier, he would have punched his stomach a few more times, but Wu Chu was the one who lost the face.

Shen Qiuze: "..."

Wu Chu's idea is very simple.

Forgiveness is forgiveness, but it doesn't mean that he can continue to pretend nothing happened with Shen Qiuze without any grievances. He likes Shen Qiuze, but it doesn't mean that he can tolerate someone jumping hard in front of him with a fake cover step.

He didn't know the reason why Shen Qiuze looked disgusted and looked like he wanted to burp anytime and anywhere, and he didn't know who he learned from Shen Qiuze's indifferent and superior look. He only knew that Shen Qiuze was with him before. Times are not like this.

It's fine when you're with him, but when you're apart, you're covered in rotten problems.

If Shen Qiuze was still the same as before today, full of resistance and sharply telling him some messy excuses, Wu Chu would definitely slam the door and leave without looking back, ignoring whether the people behind the door were dead or alive.

But Shen Qiuze didn't tell him those messy excuses, but chose to tear up the bloody past for him to see, and there was a faint cry for help hidden in the bloody past that was forcibly torn apart.

Because he seemed to realize that if he didn't do anything else, Wu Chu would really leave.

The boy whose eyes are as bright as a cluster of fire in the dark, after he really left, he will no longer be with him in the middle of the morning when he is sweating and having nightmares, and he will not sit with him on the sofa and play games , and then laughed at him for being so hungry, but then secretly helped him clear all the levels of that game.

Once he's gone, there's no going back.

Beside him appeared Chu E, whose status and appearance were not much different from his. That Chu E, who was as cold as a poisonous snake, would caress Wu Chu's browbones affectionately, bend his eyes and call Wu Chu softly: "Brother."

The curtains were blown by the night wind, Wu Chu walked to the door as if thinking of something, he glanced at the person on the sofa and said with a bit of distaste: "Apply the medicine well."

After all, the door was closed, and the whole living room became silent. The gray and white furniture made the living room look a bit lifeless.

There seemed to be someone's warm touch on the cold forehead, and the stinging pain spread hotly after the medicine was applied to the corner of the broken mouth. Shen Qiuze, who was leaning on the sofa, stared down at the hideous scars on his upper wrist.

The clock in the living room turned bit by bit, Shen Qiuze looked away, looked at the boxes of medicine scattered on the coffee table, and moved his fingertips.He tilted his head slightly, closed his eyes, the black hair on his forehead was soaked in cold sweat and stuck to his browbones, his whole body seemed to be pulled up from the drowning sea.

Although the whole body was wet, the nasal cavity was suddenly filled with fresh air, filled with someone's clean breath, dense like a warm and soft mist, which wrapped the whole person up and floated, and vaguely peeped through the cracks. ray of light.

Shen Qiuze on the sofa closed his eyes and breathed lightly. For the first time in a long time, he showed signs of relaxation in this cold gray and white room.

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In the narrow living room, a thing as black as black charcoal was nestled on the coffee table, and its two eyes were as bright as a light bulb. It sniffed the ham sausage in front of it bit by bit with its head, and stretched out its claws to scratch it a few times.

Yin Jin on the sofa wrapped his fingers with a wet tissue and wiped the dirty-looking cat tail. After wiping it clean, he flicked the cat's tail and said with a smile: "Eat something. Just come back and give him a look."

To save Wu Chu from opening the window of his room every day, squatting on the cat that climbed up and scratched the window.

The cat stretched out its paws and pulled the ham sausage in front of it, but lowered its head and only shook its black tail.

There was a sound of unlocking the anti-theft door, and Yin Jin tapped the cat's tail with his fingertips. Without looking up, he only teased the cat with a smile in his eyes and said in a low voice, "Your owner is here."

The man's cold, white and slender fingers set off the black cat even more like a lump of coal. A few seconds after the iron door closed, Yin Jin saw Wu Chu jumping up to him suddenly, grabbing his hand without any danger. Staring at him, he said, "This coal is so fierce, why don't you tease it?"

Yin Jin, who was sitting on the sofa, raised his eyebrows and said, "Coal?"

When the cat on the coffee table heard Wu Chu's voice, all the fur on its body suddenly exploded, like a ball of hair hit by static electricity, screamed several times, and then ran towards the sofa next to it in a panic.

A set of movements seemed to be extremely proficient, and when he jumped onto the sofa, he lay motionless and pretended to be dead, as if he had encountered some living Hades.

Yin Jin was a little taken aback, turned his head to look at Wu Chu, then at the cat, and after a while he said to Wu Chu with a complicated look, "Did you eunuch it?"

Wu Chu was silent, as if choked and said: "What do you mean I castrate it?"

Yin Jin said calmly: "Did you take it to the pet hospital to pick its balls?"

Otherwise, why was Wu Chu so disgusted by this black cat?

Wu Chu said: "..."

He cursed angrily, "Pick a fart."

"You were the one who picked the egg."

The boy sat down on the sofa, stared at the black cat with disdain and sneered, "I don't even look at a cat as ugly as it is."

5 minute later.

Wu Chu urged Yin Jin, "You let him move his head closer."

Standing on the coffee table like a black charcoal, Maomi shivered, eating the ham sausage in Yin Jin's palm tremblingly, refusing to approach Wu Chu who was next to him.

Yin Jin scratched Maomi's chin, trying to relax the trembling Maomi. After hearing Wu Chu's words, his long and narrow eyes had a smile on his face and said, "Come closer to me."

"It will eat itself."

Wu Chu really got a little closer to him, and seeing the black cat lick his palm tremblingly, he rubbed his other hand and whispered to Yin Jin, "It's really ugly."

The black head is as black as charcoal, and when it grins its teeth, it looks like an animal in Shan Hai Jing running out to scare people.

Black Cat: "..."

Yin Jin nodded, and also lowered his voice and said with a smile: "It's a bit ugly."

"But you can buy white ones in the future."

"White ones might look nicer."

Although he has a serious obsession with cleanliness, he has never thought of keeping a pet that can eat, drink, and scatter at home, not to mention cats that may shed a lot of hair during the shedding season, but Wu Chu likes it so much It's not that he can't bear it.

But at the beginning, he may only be able to raise one, because he has to get used to it slowly, and when he gets used to it, it doesn't matter if Wu Chu wants to raise a few more.

Wu Chu in front of him lowered his head, plucked the cat's fur quickly, and muttered contentedly, "Good guy, I've been feeding it for so long."

"Wait until I'm about to go before you come to see me."

He smiled and showed two shallow canine teeth, flicked the furry head of the black cat in front of him, and teased the black cat: "To repay the favor?"

Yin Jin also smiled and said, "Why did I come to see you to repay my kindness..."

He stopped abruptly in the middle of his words, and the movements of his hands froze. After a while, the man suddenly raised his eyes to look at Wu Chu and said, "What did you just say?"

Wu Chu teased the cat as if he suddenly remembered something, raised his head and scratched his hair and said, "I was too busy and forgot."

"I shouldn't be living here in a few days."

The management of the foreign Mantes team has sent him an email. The signing with the Mantes team should be almost indistinguishable. Even if you can only be the second driver in the Mantes team, having a team contract means Wu Chu is already lucky enough to have a training venue and conditions.

After going abroad to the Mantes team headquarters to deal with the contract matters, he will probably train abroad in the future, so naturally he will no longer live in this rental house.

The narrow living room was very quiet, and there was no movement. Yin Jin, who was sitting on the sofa, said in a low voice, "What do you mean you won't stay here for a few days?"

Wu Chu looked at the black cat after eating the ham sausage, let out two low growls in contentment, swung its tail, and jumped onto the sofa. For some reason, he hesitated for a long time before he said: "Because of some other reasons .”

The old and yellowed curtains in the living room were blown up by the night wind, and some light from the opposite building was shining through the screen window. The balcony was padded with a wooden plank to prevent the pot of spider orchids from falling.

Now that pot of Chlorophytum is well maintained, and the green branches surrounded by it seem to be full of vitality, but because it is not a rare species at all, and because the growth was not very good in the early stage, even if it grows later, it will be somewhat rustic .

Who is Yin Jin?

The eldest son of the Yin family, even if his status and power are not mentioned, others can tell from the temperament around him that he cannot be cultivated by an ordinary family. If he wants some beautiful breeds, many people in the circle will rush give it to him.

But he kept the rustic spider plant in a pot of soil for such a long time, and he didn't even move his position.

But now that he doesn't move, the pot of Chlorophytum says it will move.

Maybe even the flower pots have been found at this time, and I just waited for a few days to pat the mud under my feet when I moved the nest, and then happily sat down into someone else's flower pot.

Yin Jin didn't know anything.

Still thinking about what kind of cat to raise with others in the future.

Even the white ones or the black ones, I have already thought about how many to raise.

Yin Jin's voice on the sofa became colder and said, "When did you talk to the landlord?"

Wu Chu also sat on the sofa and thought for a while, "I said it on WeChat not long ago."

Yin Jin was silent for a while, and he thought coldly, except for that little white flower, there was no other reason for Wu Chu to propose to move.

He said lightly, "are you moving out to live with him?"

The man's voice is very weak, but it can make people feel chills, and it can make people feel hairy.

For no reason, Wu Chu felt like he was wearing a green hat outside. He shook his head, threw out all the messy thoughts, and said strangely, "No."

Yin Jin laughed slowly, but there was no smile in his eyes and said: "If you move out, you won't move back, right?"

Wu Chu leaned on the sofa, looked at the bright incandescent lamp above his head and said, "It should be."

In fact, it was quite miraculous. Wu Chu turned his head and stared at Yin Jin with his head tilted, as if in a daze.

After Wu Chu experienced what Chu E did when he was a child, he seldom took the initiative to make friends with the people around him. In the foreign team, most of the people he knew were because of his cheerful and enthusiastic personality, and he was as persistent as Mi Jialuo. There are even fewer around him.

But Yin Jin obviously has nothing to do with a cheerful and enthusiastic personality. He is cold and restrained. At first, the smile in his eyes is always shallow and weak. Even if he is sitting in a wheelchair, his temperament will never lose to others.

But inexplicably, he became acquainted with Yin Jin, and realized later that he can make people with cleanliness sit at the dining table and peel edamame for hours, and he can also make suits worth hundreds of dollars in the supermarket wear out. The expensive and luxurious person quietly bought pork bones for him in the long discount line.

Brothers.

Thinking of this, Wu Chu patted Yin Jin's shoulder with satisfaction, and sighed: "I will never forget you when I post it in the future."

"Then what kind of signature, if you ask me, it will definitely be enough!"

The signature of the F1 world champion can be blown out no matter what.

Yin Jin tilted his head to look at the hand patting his shoulder, stretched out his cold white hand casually and clasped Wu Chu's hand, half-closed his long and narrow eyes, and said with a low smile, "Really?"

Boiling frogs in warm water is useless.

It's useless to prevent the little white flower from dripping.

He thought they had been in a delicate boundary, he thought he could pick up a wet lost dog, and coax the vigilant lost dog into a little milk dog sleeping in his arms.

But actually he's not a fart.

People didn't take him seriously at all.