[Bottle Evil Colleague] Ink Dawn

After the meal, the little brother sat back on the sofa and continued to watch TV. He seemed to like the news and the animal world. I don’t know if it was because of his professional needs or because he had been reclusive for many years like Xiaolongnu and needed to keep up with the progress of the times.I tidied up, put on my shoes and went downstairs to take out the trash.

When I came back, the door was half-opened. I pushed the door open and walked in, and saw that Poker Bottle had wiped the table spontaneously and consciously.

In fact, having known Poker Finger for so many years, I knew in my heart that although he seemed indifferent and distant, when I got in touch with him, I could find that he was a good talker at heart, and he rarely made things difficult for others.Even if there is a disagreement or a different purpose, he is at most habitually missing, and he will never force anyone or put forward too subjective opinions.

I remember that after Audio-Technica broke into the Crescent Hotel, Xiuxiu took her to the courtyard with two feet of dust.We three big men roll up our sleeves and clean up.

I was sent by the fat man to take a small broom to brush the dust in the corner on the grounds that I was "relatively slender".That's choking, I bet the fat man is bullying and afraid of the hard, and dare not bother the oil bottle.But I didn't expect that fat people are also fat. Under my close watching stare, I took a broken rag and went to the oil bottle. I went up and patted my shoulder, and stuffed the rag, "Brother, the revolutionary organization Comrades can’t be treated differently. Individuals can’t avoid the glorious tasks assigned by the organization by being in a daze. Come on, give me a hand, and wipe down the window~~.” Nima’s ending sound was still trembling, and I got goosebumps when I heard it. What should have been ignored, unexpectedly Poker-Face nodded, took the rag, turned around and left.

But don't forget who the little brother is.In the next 5 minutes, Fatty and I saw the best window cleaning in history: there was a small window in the old Beijing courtyard at the top of the house, near the beam, and most people had to climb a ladder to clean it.Naturally, Boyouping didn't need it, he raised his breath lightly, turned around in mid-air and turned upside down, hanging upside down on the beam lightly and skillfully.Then all kinds of tossing and turning, flowing clouds and flowing water, the whole process is high-energy.When he finished cleaning all the windows above and jumped down to wash the rag, the fat man and I were already watching dumbfounded: this is not window cleaning, it is simply the legendary human performance art.

In the end, the fat man secretly poked me with his arm, "Naive, I think my brother will definitely be a good man after he gets married, he can go up the beam of the house and go down the hall." He secretly gave me a thumbs up.

I used to argue with him: "That's~! I don't even look at who our little brother is!" Then I thought about it, and it seemed wrong, and continued: "Yo, is the fat man trying to find a son-in-law for himself? Are you going to marry yourself?"

Unexpectedly, the fat man didn't even talk back, but just stared at me sullenly with his small mung bean eyes.I could see the cold air coming out of my spine one by one, and I don't know what kind of plan is going on in his mind.

Thinking about it now, it was a rare leisure time for Audio-Technica, and it always makes people miss it.But I have been off topic for so long, I just want to say that Poker Bottle is actually a very easy-going person at heart.

When he returned from fugue, he found that Poker-Face was no longer on the sofa, and was leaning against the TV wall, staring at something.

I was a little curious, so I walked over to have a look and found a color printed photo pasted on the wall with double-sided tape.

Above is a young girl with fair skin and a high ponytail.The appearance is not outstanding, but it can be regarded as eye-catching. The important thing is that there is a youthful and upward atmosphere, which makes people feel close when they look at it.

Poker-Face gave me a slanted look—although his face was still expressionless, but for some reason I felt a faint sense of pressure and chill—meaning to ask me, who is this?

In fact, I was also thinking: who is this?Who are you girl?

Speaking of the origin of this house, I have to talk about the first buddy in my life-Wang Meng.

Seven years ago, after I returned from the snow-capped mountains, I was depressed. As soon as I returned to my shop in Hangzhou, I was kidnapped and sent back to Wu’s house in Changsha.Before that, Wang Meng wanted to call me as a warning, but he was not an opponent of the Wu family elite at all. After being discovered, he was also tied to Changsha.

At that time, I was still a young man, and I only knew a little about the business system and unspoken rules on the Tao. Zhang Daoguodou" or "a little vision" and the like, in short, I received a lot of stares, and life was very difficult.

At that time, the second uncle's attitude was ambiguous, and I didn't feel safe in my hometown in Changsha.I can't bear to disturb the only fat man who is a widow in Banai.I don't have any trustworthy people around me, which makes me worry all day long, and I can't carry out many actions.

At this time, I thought of Wang Meng. Although he was too weak and kind-hearted, it was better than no one available.

I spent a lot of thought on cultivating Wang Meng, because I couldn't bear to force him.He is the second ordinary person innocently involved in the Taoist struggle by me, and I have always felt guilty.

After that, I gave Wang Meng his long-awaited salary increase.

Not happy to see him.

But then he bought me a watch with [-]% of the first month's salary he received from Wu's family, an American Marathon military watch.The design of the watch is very simple, with only hands and a calendar, and it is not even waterproof, but it is very expensive for Wangmeng, thousands of dollars.I think it's a bit of a loss. Wang Meng explained that the highlight of this watch is: the dial is bulletproof.

It must be mentioned that the diameter of the watch is only 32.At that time, I only felt gloomy and gloomy. I didn't know whether to complain about the manufacturer's designer being an idiot, or whether I should complain about Wang Meng's IQ.But after all, it was the wish of a friend. I scolded him while wearing the watch on my wrist.

One wear is five years.

In the fifth year, I was going to Puyang to attend an old enemy's Hongmen banquet. The other party had a clue and asked me not to bring small flowers, fat people or black eyes.

It's dangerous to be honest, I don't know what to do, but for the sake of the family's interests and reputation, I must attend the appointment.I stayed up all night for four hours, and the fat man and I came up with a plan to survive in danger.

On the same day, Wang Meng sent me to the door of the local hotel.

I saw him sitting in the car, trembling with fear. The air conditioner was obviously turned on in the car, but he kept pulling paper towels to wipe his sweat.

Suddenly I couldn't bear it.

Without hesitation, I fired him on the spot, gave him a sum of money, and told him to go back to Hangzhou to live a stable life.

His expression was very surprised at the time, and he called me one after another while sitting in the car.I ignored him and went into the restaurant with my bodyguard.

Later, the plan was successful, and the big bosses in the auction industry in Puyang were overthrown by me.But the process was too dangerous, and the bodyguard died cleanly.

It was the watch that saved my life.

Raising his hand casually in the gunpowder smoke, the watch deflected the bullet that was fired at the heart, and the surface was completely shattered.

The process was so coincidental that others couldn’t believe it, but I knew that it was a friend’s sincere kindness to me that moved God.

After recovering from the injury and returning to Changsha, I remembered to turn on the original number.

There are countless missed calls and text messages, all from Wang Meng.

When I called back, Wang Meng heard my voice, and wept with a headache on the phone, saying that he still wanted to be the boy in the antique shop in Xiling Yinshe, Hangzhou, and the salary of 800 didn't matter.

I was listening on the phone, and my eyes were red. I put the broken watch in the safe for collection, sent a sum of money to Wang Meng, and bought the Shuguang Apartment. Gave him a raise.

Afterwards, Wang Meng rented this house and guarded the antique shop he knew every day, and called me every weekend to report the bill.

It seems like five years ago, he was still one of my best friends.

Two days ago, when Poker-Face and I wanted to come back, we called him to ask him to pack up the house, and then went to live in the nearby Rujia Hotel.

He was very happy and immediately gave way.But now it seems that when he moved out, he left the photo of his girlfriend here.

I was just thinking that Wang Mengmeng was able to find a girlfriend, which is really promising.I saw Poker bottle turn around and go back to sit on the sofa.

I don't know why, I was a little flustered, but I didn't want him to misunderstand me, so I quickly chased after him and said, "Brother, I don't know him either. I lived in Changsha before, and Wang Meng lived here all the time. Maybe it's the boy's girlfriend!"

Poker bottle looked back at me and asked:

"Wang Meng?"

"Yes, it's the guy from my antique shop! Brother, you should have seen him in my shop seven years ago."

"I have an impression. He is a good person."

I nodded, and said to Wang Mengmeng that you were lucky enough to receive Pokerfing's high evaluation, and you can die without regret.

At this moment, Poker Bottle suddenly asked me:

"Wu Xie, why haven't you been married for so many years?"

I was stunned for a while, thinking why my mother often asks people's livelihood questions when it comes up, it's too out of style, so I gave him a strange look, but he didn't meet my eyes.

I thought about it, and didn't dare to neglect:

"Brother, I won't hide it from you. In fact, I have experienced a lot in the past two years. I think it is right that the second uncle and the third uncle have no children."

"Doing what we do, to put it bluntly, is detrimental to morality. At least I feel that nothing good has happened to me since I was born. I have been asking for answers for so many years, and I have seen it. If there are no descendants, everything may end in our generation ..."

Before I finished speaking, Poker Bottle interrupted me:

"I want to hear the truth, not the truth. Wu Xie, these are just excuses."

This guy is so annoying, he knows me too well and understands people's hearts too well, but he always pushes me, and wants to hear me tell the truth that I don't want to say.

I got a little angry at once, thinking that there was nothing to hide, so I just broke my can and said, "I am rich and powerful now, and I want to get married, and there are many people who want to marry. Every year my parents keep calling Urged me, asked me to go on a blind date, said that the children of the seven aunts and eight aunts had married, and then asked me when I could bring a daughter-in-law back. I know it's unfilial, but I keep procrastinating. Brother, do you know why?"

Poker bottle didn't expect that I would suddenly get angry, and raised his head to look at me.

"It's not because I'm a native of the Wu family who may die at any time, and I can't be responsible for other girls. It's because I still have an unfulfilled agreement at that time. Brother, you are still waiting for me in the depths of the snow mountain to go to that unlucky one. Human bullshit ten-year contract!"

Poker-Face visibly shook, and he wanted to say something. I waved my hand and choked back his words: "Brother, do you know? When I was exercising this morning, I saw a group of old people doing Tai Chi in the community. Although they will be late, they can see that they are very happy."

"I envy them because I don't know if I'll ever be lucky enough to live like that."

"Brother, you said that you are not qualified to promise me anything, but do you think I am qualified to promise you anything? But, if I only paid such a small price, I can get back a friend like you , I will not regret it."

I have been holding back these words for seven years, and when I poured them out, I felt a lot more relaxed, but I immediately realized that I had spoken to Boyouping in such a strong tone just now, and I was a little embarrassed at once.

Poker-Face stood in front of me, was silent for a while, and called me: "Wu Xie."

I looked up and met his gaze.

His quiet voice sounded, with a bit of persistence, I don't know if he was speaking to me or to himself: "I won't let you die."

Tsk, as expected of a stuffy oil bottle.

Maybe only he knows that I am afraid, and I can't help being afraid.

For the unpredictable future, for the end of both of us.

But unfortunately, there is one thing that he doesn't know, and I dare not say it: if I can really live such a peaceful and peaceful life as I wish, if I can really have another person's company for life.

I really hope that person is Poker Bottle.