chase a hammer

Wu Chu looked at the man in the wheelchair and smiled at him, "Or, where do you usually buy your underwear?"

Wu Chu looked puzzled, but still stood there and thought for a while, and then seriously replied: "The third stall in the night market over there in the alley costs four pieces for ten yuan."

Wu Chu looked at the man's hesitant expression, and he said with some interest: "The quality of his home is quite good, do you want to buy it too?"

"I think those families have the best underwear."

Yin Jin fell silent, tilted his head and coughed, "It's pretty good...but it seems a little faded..."

He turned his head, looked at the tall, thin-legged boy in front of him, and said politely, "Do you like the underwear now?"

Wu Chu nodded of course, he walked towards the kitchen and said, "I like it, it took me so long to wear it so comfortably..."

Yin Jin watched helplessly as the little boy in the kitchen casually opened the lid of the washing machine. A few seconds later, the boy stood in front of the washing machine and fell silent.

Ten minutes later, the living room was still so quiet that there was no sound.

Yin Jin was sitting in a wheelchair, hesitating to speak. He looked at the silent Wu Chu in front of him, and for the first time in his life, he felt that it was difficult to speak.

Wu Chu sat on the sofa, looking at the crumpled, messy and dusty clothes with a little despair.

His most comfortable and favorite pair of black underwear was torn several holes by the washing machine, turning into a wrinkled and dusty mess.

Yin Jin, who was in the wheelchair, spoke cautiously and said, "Maybe it took too long to wash..."

Wu Chu remained silent.

Yin Jin said politely: "I have new underwear, the ones that don't fade, do you want it?"

Wu Chu still didn't speak, he stood up and walked towards his room with a dull head, Yin Jin's heart skipped a beat when he looked at the boy's silent back.

Isn't it four pieces for ten yuan?

Could it be that the little boy only bought two for five yuan for a change of laundry, but he was embarrassed to say?

That’s right, when a young man at the age of 89 was already sensitive to his self-esteem, he was found out to buy underwear from a street stall, and his co-renters found out that the underwear had faded due to poor quality. Maybe his self-esteem would be screwed. What is it like.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Yin Jin recalled when Wu Chu raised his head and looked at him when he first arrived, with a bit of vigilance all over his body.

Gee.

He propped his chin with one hand, his eyes were slightly closed, and his fingertips were a little restless on the armrest of the wheelchair, as if he was thinking about whether it was too late to call and ask someone to go to the third stall in the night market to buy Wu Chu's underwear. in time.

Not long after, Wu Chu pushed open the door, mumbled something, walked to the sofa with a few rolls of needle and thread in his hand and sat down.

Yin Jin turned the wheelchair, crossed his hands in front of his abdomen, and asked slightly tentatively, "Did you find new underwear?"

With band-aids on his browbones, short hair on his sideburns, Wu Chu, who looked rebellious, asked strangely, "Why are you looking for new underwear?"

Yin Jin stared blankly at Wu Chu holding up his faded black underwear, and after carefully studying the two holes in front of the light, he said of course, "Just patch it up."

Yin Jin's face twisted slightly, looking at the underwear shaking slightly against the light and the night wind, he said, "Fix it?"

He looked at the boy who was already lowering his head and squinting his eyes to go through the needle, sitting boldly, with sharp features, and his temperament looked like a person who could carry a wrench to collect protection money from others anytime and anywhere.

Now I am bowing my head and sewing my beloved underwear seriously.

Yin Jin took a deep breath, and he said tactfully, "Shall I ask someone to buy it for you tomorrow?"

Wu Chu said without raising his head, "No need."

Yin Jin stared at the needle that was threading back and forth, and said silently, "Change to a new one."

"I pay."

Wu Chu kept silent and lowered his head to sew his underwear seriously.

Is this little boy really not afraid of being scared by the person he likes after his pants are taken off?

"People I like don't take off my pants."

"He's very quiet and simple. He's not that kind of character."

Unknowingly, Yin Jin couldn't help but let out the words in his heart: "..."

The night wind in the living room was stuffy, Wu Chu sat on the sofa, thought for a while and said, "He's fine."

See it.

Otherwise, he wouldn't coax the little boy in front of him into not even being willing to change a pair of underwear, and use it diligently to praise his wife.

Sitting in a wheelchair, the man glanced at Wu Chu who was sitting on the sofa, and became interested in the person Wu Chu said he liked.

Like Wu Chu, her whole body tensed up in secret, and she was a little vigilant when she glanced at people. What kind of girl is a boy who looks cold, hard, and sharp-looking?

Only in this way can a boy like this become soft just by mentioning it, and even take care of his more or less troublesome roommates in the same room.

You know, at the beginning, Wu Chu couldn't get a fart out of three sentences to him, and the first sentence he said was "You are so awesome."

But now, Yin Jin's eyes fell loosely on the small plastic kettle on the balcony, and his fingertips couldn't help moving.

There is a small plastic water bottle next to the hanging basket on the rusty old balcony. He moved the hanging basket into the residential building and raised it casually for fun. He is used to watering it every day.

In the afternoon, Yin Jin turned his wheelchair to the balcony, picked up the plastic water bottle to fill up the water, and poured water on the hanging basket that looked a bit wilted, but when he picked it up, he found something was wrong.

The small plastic kettle has been filled with water by someone, and it is full.

Yin Jin raised his eyebrows, remembering that Wu Chu was sitting on the sofa last night, and said to him very frankly: "In the future, if you need me, just say something."

Before he even uttered a sound, the little dirt dog, who was dressed in modest clothes, had consciously filled him with water in the kettle.

Gee tut.

All of this was just because he was in the light of that girl.

If it were really that girl, maybe she would be spoiled by this little boy.

Wu Chu on the sofa sewed his underwear, he shook, checked the underwear up and down, and said with satisfaction: "It will be considered that he really came to pick my pants."

"It's absolutely impossible to tell that I sewed."

Yin Jin crossed his hands in front of his belly, raised his eyebrows and said, "Didn't you say she wouldn't take your pants off?"

Wu Chu picked up his clothes and walked towards the washing machine. He looked at the man who had made two holes in his beloved underwear and was still thinking about letting him change his underwear, and said indifferently, "You know what a fart."

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

The man in the wheelchair: "..."

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In a high-end club in S City, the son next to Du Hang was drunk and said with his tongue out: "You, you read it wrong, Brother Hang..."

"Wu Chu, Chu's little lover, just a poor student, how, how could it appear here..."

Du Hang, who was wearing a dark red shirt with two buttons loose at the neckline, had a gloomy expression on his face. He put down the wine glass in his hand, put his hands on the sofa, narrowed his eyes, and thought to himself: "Could it be that I misread... "

The story of Wu Chu and his little lover has recently spread throughout the circle, and the young man next to Du Hang also knew that Du Hang had been at odds with Wu Chu, so he said drunkenly: "He, his little lover is strange to say, pick it up Who is wrong to pick up such an unfavorable bastard..."

Almost no one in the circle knows about the Wu family's affairs. The young master of the Wu family, Wu Han, has a tough wrist and a ruthless style. Since he was an adult, he has begun to control his own group strongly, and he is almost the top figure in their young circle.

But Wu Chu, the young master of the Wu family, really makes people laugh. He was sent to the countryside by the Wu family with the name of Kemu since he was born. Step in and take a step.

When he was seven years old, he was taken back to the old house, and the rumors of illegitimate children and bastards spread directly from the Wu family.

What's even more ridiculous is that Wu Han, the young master of the Wu family, frowned and screamed in disgust at this younger brother he had never met before at the banquet.

In the following few years, people who were about the same age as Wu Chu almost all grew up listening to the title of Wu Chu's wild bastard.

I don't know who started this kind of rejection and disgust, and it naturally spread in the circle.

Du Hang was leaning on the sofa, squinting at the smoke in the box, thinking about Wu Chu's cold face that day, the more he thought about it, the more gloomy he felt in his heart, he simply pushed away the little boy beside him, and wanted to go out with a sullen face. angry.

He lazily went out and lit a cigarette, and was walking towards the toilet with his cigarette in his mouth. When he inadvertently raised his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a slightly familiar figure behind several bodyguards at the front of the corridor. Walk forward in the resplendent corridor.

A servant in a vest wanted to stop him, but Du Hang said coldly: "Get out." He strode towards the person at the front of the corridor.

Sure enough, he must have been squatting here for the past few days, and he was finally caught.

The man behind the bodyguards was wearing an expensive and well-fitting suit, with a handsome face. Standing beside him was a boy with black hair who looked a little shy.

Du Hang squinted his eyes and bit his cigarette. He stared at the black-haired boy, who vaguely looked like Wu Chu in profile.

He was a little suspicious, could it be that Wu Chu's idiot brought his little lover here?

It didn't take long for Du Hang to be sure that the boy was definitely not Wu Chu.

Even Wu Chu's local dog, given him 800 years, would not be able to match the suit of the black-haired boy.

He will always only try his best to put on the rustic clothes on himself in colorful colors, and he will always have the courage to look back at the trend for 20 years.

To be the first leader of country fashion.