Dingo Domestication Guide

Lu Huang was woken up and woke up by the heat.

The bed was very narrow. He lifted his clothes and wiped the sweat from his forehead. His shoulders and waist were sore.

Yesterday, he carried two boxes of water to deliver goods to the opposite Yujingwan Community, but the elevator broke down, so he had to go back and forth, on the sixteenth floor, three times.The recipient was a fat man, and after a few glances he said, "It's okay, my wife will pay." Who would have thought that the woman who was as fat as him came out and looked at it, and immediately changed her face: We ordered not Nongfu Spring but Nongfu Spring .

Lu Huang was sweating all over his face, and his constipated face said that I had never heard of this, and you ordered Nongfu Spring.

As a result, he once again gritted his teeth and carried water from the sixteenth floor, back and forth three times.

The result of tossing back and forth is that he slept with a few plasters on last night, and when he woke up today, his shoulders and back still hurt.

Lu Huang reached out to turn on the light, but there was no response after pressing the switch a few times, and he suddenly remembered the electricity bill he received a few days ago.He forgot to pay the electricity bill again.

No, he had no money and forgot to pay the electricity bill.

It was so hot that he couldn't sleep, and there was a lot of noise outside. Lu Huang sounded like it was raining heavily, so he quickly got up from the bed, and pushed the black box under the bed under the bed.

The light box in the commissary was still outside the rolling gate, and he forgot to take it back.

There is only a cloth curtain printed with yellow daisies and red carnations between Lu Huang and the canteen.It costs three yuan a piece, and he has used it for three years.

As soon as he opened the curtain and walked out while yawning, he was immediately startled by a dazzling electric light.

Outside the one-meter-wide and two-meter-long glass window of the canteen, there was a miserable wind and rain.The huge raindrops were carried by the strong wind and smashed crazily on the glass and the rolling shutter door, and the bang bang bang was loud and fast.Lu Huang finally remembered that a few days ago he seemed to have heard from the person at the Wangji grocery store next door that typhoon No. 14 might pass by in the past two days.

Lu Huang thought it was over, he forgot about it, and he didn't reserve any meat or vegetables.

The light box is unacceptable.When he walked past the cash register, he grabbed a motorcycle helmet and put it on his head, and he pulled open the rolling gate with all his strength.

The light box was newly made last month, and it cost more than 500 yuan. Lu Huang felt very distressed.But the street notified all the shops facing the street to make new light boxes uniformly, so Lu Huang could only obediently pay 500 yuan no matter how unwilling he was.In his opinion, the light box with only the words "commissary" written on it and flashing red, yellow and blue lights was surprisingly ugly.

As soon as the rolling gate was pulled up, Lu Huang howled "I'll go".The rain poured in from the half-meter-high gap frantically, and it hurt very much on my bare calf.Trembling, he pulled down the rolling shutter again, opened the small door, and quickly got out.

It was pitch black outside, and the wind was helping the rain. Lu Huang could hardly keep his eyes open. As soon as he stepped out the door, he felt that even his underwear was already wet.

Wooden blocks, branches, iron sheets, plastic skins... everything you can think of, and you can't think of it, is dancing wildly in the sky.All the power was cut off on this street, but the downtown area in the distance was still dimly lit. Lu Huang turned on the flashlight, and reached out to pull the light box under the flickering light.Lu Huang was amazed that the light box didn't fall down in the strong wind, and retreated into the rolling gate with it in his arms.

But the light box couldn't be dragged.Lu Huang cursed loudly, wiped the rainwater off his face and looked behind the light box.A dark figure curled up behind the light box, holding the light box tightly with both hands.

What the hell.Lu Huang was so frightened that his heart jumped, and he pulled harder with his hands.

The man finally raised his head, revealing a face that was extremely embarrassed by the rain.

"Who are you?" Lu Huang was startled by his staring eyes, "Let go! Go back to your house quickly! Are you looking for death if you come out in such a strong wind?"

The man let go and wiped his face, and said with a bitter expression, "Sit a little longer... just a little while. When the wind subsides, I will..."

The following words were swept away by the wind, so I didn't hear them.

Lu Huang was speechless.The man looked to be in his early twenties, thin and thinly dressed, he felt cold for him just looking at it.This typhoon is attacking head-on, how can it pass so quickly?If he was left outside the shop for a few hours, he would probably be gone.

"Come in!" Lu Huang hugged the light box and squeezed into the narrow door. Looking back, the man had already followed in with his hands and feet very quickly, and turned around to quickly close the door.The ground was wet, the man shook his body, showing a shrinking smile, and tremblingly said: "It's... warm, thank you."

Lu Huang almost thought that the lifeless appearance when he saw him for the first time just now was his own mistake.

After checking the light box to make sure there was nothing wrong with it, Lu Huang felt relieved.He found a pack of old yellowed candles from the shelf, struck a match and lit one.The weak candlelight lit up in the small space of about [-] square meters, illuminating the goods on the shelves against the wall and the curious eyes of the man in front of him.

"...Aren't you cold?" Lu Huang saw that he sat on the ground casually, and a puddle of water soon dripped under his body. Feeling that he couldn't stand it anymore, he turned back and brought him a towel, "Wipe it off."

The man accepted it gratefully, quickly took off his shirt and threw it aside, and wiped it casually: "It's cold, it's so cold. Boss, you are so kind. If I hadn't met you, I would have confessed to you tonight." Here it is."

The man who took off his clothes had a strong body like a young man's, but there was a big pool of blood red on his chest and abdomen, and the red was still dripping down slowly.

Lu Huang was taken aback, and quickly got up to get him a medicine box: "How did you get hurt? Wait a minute, I have medicine, but you still have to go to the hospital when the wind subsides, or I'll take you there..."

The man lowered his head and wiped it with a towel, all the plasma on his belly was wiped off.

Lu Huang who just took out the medicine box: "...???"

After the man dried his hair, he seemed more refreshed. Seeing Lu Huang's question, he immediately puffed up his chest and said seriously, "I haven't introduced myself yet. Hello, my name is Lou Xiaoheng, and I'm an actor."

Lu Huang: "...Oh."

The young man who called himself Lou Xiaoheng soon became noisy in the warmer room.He told Lu Huang that he was an actor, and he was a young and promising actor. Although he did not come from a major, he was gifted with outstanding acting skills and a solid singing voice. He was born to be an acting idol.Lu Huang looked at him very calmly. When Lou Xiaoheng talked about how many celebrities, directors and producers he knew, he finally felt something was wrong, and called out to him: "Hey, are you listening?"

"Huh?" Lu Huang suddenly recovered and rubbed his eyes, "I'm counting how many times you spit just now. Well, not many, five times."

Lou Xiaoheng smiled awkwardly, swallowed all his glorious history, and remained silent.

Lu Huang picked up his phone to check the time, but the battery was dead.He asked Lou Xiaoheng, Lou Xiaoheng's mobile phone was soaked by the rain just now, and it had been turned off a long time ago.The two looked at each other and sat for a while.Lu Huang scratched his head, he was extremely sleepy.

"You sit down by yourself, I'm going to bed. Take whatever you want, and eat whatever you want. The shelves are all expired for a day or two, try to eat as much as possible."

"... Boss, are you human? You let me eat it even after it's expired?!" Lou Xiaoheng laughed angrily.

"It's delicious, it has a special taste." Lu Huang yawned, ignored Lou Xiaoheng, took a fan on the counter in his hand, lifted the curtain and went back to the inner room.

Just a few minutes after he lay down, there was a loud bang from the canteen, shaking him off the bed.

Lu Huang didn't bother to put on his shoes, and ran out scrambling: "Hey, you're all right—what the hell?!"

Lou Xiaoheng was so frightened by the loud noise that he fell down in front of the shelf of expired food, and the rolling gate not far from him was dented inward, and it was obvious that it was hit by a cylindrical object outside.

"Come here! Come here quickly! It's dangerous over there!" Lu Huang ran over to pull Lou Xiaoheng behind him, and at the same time put away the things on the shelves at a very fast speed.The shelf for expired food was placed in the window, and Lu Huang realized the horror of the typhoon only when he saw the sunken rolling gate.Once the door and window panes are gone, the little house is ruined.

He packed up the things on the shelf, ran back and lifted the quilt on the bed, and ran out again carrying a bed board.Lou Xiaoheng stood blankly watching him running around, and finally realized that he thought he was putting the bed board behind the window glass to cushion the possible impact, so he hurried over to do it together.

When the four bed boards were removed and placed against the window, Lu Huang was already soaked through, the rain and sweat mixed together, and he was shivering with cold.He turned his head to look at Lou Xiaoheng who was also dripping with sweat, and then looked at the red marks on his skin and tender flesh from the bed board, and waved his hand boldly: "Thank you, please eat well."

Lou Xiaoheng was digging out the expired ham sausage that Lu Huang had just thrown in from the box, when he heard this, he immediately tossed it and followed Lu Huang to the counter.

"It's not expired, it smells good." Lu Huang took out two cans of luncheon meat and put them on the counter.

Lou Xiaoheng looked at the canned food, then at Lu Huang: "That's it?"

"Ah."

Lou Xiaoheng: "...hehe."

Lu Huang was upset: "Oh, your sister, do you want to eat?"

Lou Xiaoheng picked up the can knife: "Eat!"

While sharing luncheon meat, Lou Xiaoheng finally learned that the kind-hearted man in front of him who saved his life, gave him a shelter, and provided him with food despite his bad attitude was named Lu Minghuang.Lu Huang was obviously in a bad mood, and Lou Xiaoheng didn't know the reason for his annoyance, so he guessed wildly: "Boss, you tore down the bed, where do you sleep?"

"On the ground." Lu Huang pointed to the ground.The good thing about him and the shops next to him is that the terrain is high, and the stagnant water can't be poured in even if it rises more than [-] centimeters. It can be dealt with by laying mats and bedding on the ground.Lou Xiaoheng nodded and said, "Then I'll sleep on the floor too", and then concentrated on eating his can of luncheon meat.Lu Huang glanced at him a few times, and snorted, "You are not afraid of life, you should eat and sleep."

Lou Xiaoheng smiled slyly: "Because you are a good person, boss, I am not afraid."

Lu Huang sneered, glanced at the candlelight, moved his body, leaned towards Lou Xiaoheng and said in a deep voice, "How do you know that I'm a good person?"

The candlelight could only illuminate half of his face, and the other half was hidden in darkness.Lu Huang's eyes were astonishingly bright, the indifferent or soft expression just now disappeared in the firelight, only a glimmer of light remained in the ruthless eyes, and the low, heavy voice pressed to the root of the throat vibrated and roared in the air , the shadow reflected by the candlelight danced slowly on the wall, and as Lu Huang leaned over, suddenly a depressing black shadow sprang up from behind him.

The lid of the can in Lou Xiaoheng's hand fell to the table with a snap.

"Old... boss?"

Lu Huang straightened up suddenly, with a constipated expression on his face: "You have bad breath."

Lou Xiaoheng blushed, covered his mouth and glared at Lu Huang.The oppressive feeling just now has disappeared, and the person in front of him is a boring, ordinary canteen owner again.

"You sleep on the mat, I sleep on the bedding." Lu Huang walked into the room, covered the black box under the bed tightly with several large plastic bags, hugged the mat and bedding and threw them on the ground, "I'm going to sleep on my own."

Lou Xiaoheng spread the mat quickly, turned around and saw that Lu Huang had already slept in the warm bedding.He lay curled up on the cold mat, couldn't sleep at all, and couldn't help but had many dark brain holes in his heart, and the end of all the brain holes was that Lu Huang cried and knelt in front of him and offered the warm quilt with both hands.