don't like me

It is not the first time for Sloan to come to China.

He said that he came here when he was a child, followed his parents, and his father brought them here for a period of time because of his work, but too many years have passed, when he was still young, he always clamored to go back, and the language barrier made him have no friends here. Playing, my mother couldn't stand his noise, so she left quickly.

Now that my father has returned, he rarely travels to other countries in Ireland, except for work matters, where adults can't help themselves, and 80.00% of them come from work.

I invited him to a big meal, but he didn’t want it. He pestered me to eat local food. My first impression is that there is a big food country, and every friend who has been here will tell him some gluttonous food.

"That's too much," my mind was circling rich recipes with all kinds of coloring, flavor and taste, and I couldn't pick them out for a while, so I embarrassed him, "What do you want to eat?"

"You decide." Sloanan said aloofly, "This is in your country."

"It's not bad in my country," I said casually, turning the car keys with my fingertips, "but if we want to print out all our delicious food in China, I'm afraid a printer must be damaged."

Sloanan was serious, "Are you doing a show?"

Yo, new words, when he spits out any new words, I'm impressed with him.

"You're a new blogger. I'll recommend it to me later, and I'll make two words." I patted his chest, "Go, I'll take you to eat hot pot."

"What it is?"

"Good thing," I said without blushing, "you can engrave the word China into your DNA."

Half of Sluonan didn't understand, half thought I would really treat him well, so he followed me, looking forward to it, and I was not polite. I went to the place I thought was the most authentic and powerful, and was pulled in by Wen Zhixu Hot pot restaurants on the blacklist.

The best thing in winter is to eat hot pot in a group. With the heating on, cooking all kinds of ingredients, the bright red pot is full of appetite. Although it is not so cold now, the hot pot restaurant has already reached the point of queuing up, and the whole body is noisy Extremely, colleagues after work, couples, and friends gathered together to talk.

When everyone is lamenting that this store is authentic, delicious, and strong enough, foreign friends from afar are already unable to express their opinions.

Siluo stuck out his tongue and drank the plum juice in mouthfuls. There was nowhere to hide the fire in his eyes. It was really hot. He was so hot from the spicy taste that he was about to cry. He wiped out a pack of tissues .

I smiled at him, held a piece of fat beef roll, stood up and looked at him, he was slumped on the sofa, his chest heaved and heaved, and said that he was finished and dying.

"I'm not going to die, it's possible to explode myself." I didn't order the mandarin duck pot, looking over the past, a whole pot of red peppers floating everywhere is so tempting, it's a pity that the person opposite me is not attracted.

"How can you eat it?" Sloan looked at me in horror, full of worry about me and puzzled about this delicacy.

"It's so fragrant, I don't know how to appreciate it." I actually think it's hot, but it's not to his level, and I can bear it. Today's purpose is to bring him down. Surrendering so quickly is really unfulfilling.

Sloan shook his head straight at me, pointed to the pot of red hot peppers and said, "What pot, it's also on my blacklist."

I laughed: "Every foreigner eats the same as you for the first time. Don't worry, you will be haunted by your dreams after returning home."

"Soul? Yes, my soul is going to leave!" Sloanan's reaction was great, and everyone around him looked over, and he didn't care about his image at all.

His face was flushed, and he had been clutching his chest for a long time, but he still hadn't recovered. He wanted to drink water, but there was nothing left in such a big bottle of sour plum juice. He shook his hands anxiously, looking Funny and cute.

"I was defeated by you," I put down my long chopsticks, went around, picked up the empty bottle, and said, "Wait, I'll find water for you."

Sloann didn't have time to talk to me, there was only a little in the cup, it's a pity that he still has to deal with it, he looks like a different person from when he was taking pictures, the contrast makes me addicted to bullying him.

I refilled his glass, brought back a large glass of his life-saving medicine, went over to serve it myself, and said thoughtfully, "How is my brother treating you?"

Sloan gave me a blank look, and pointed at the water in my hand. I refused to give it, but wanted to tease him. He was anxious, and quickly yelled a few times, and I let go with satisfaction.

"Liar," Sloanan complained again after recovering. "It's all a lie. The Chinese are made of chili peppers."

"Have you heard of No Spicy No Huan?"

"Never," said Sloanan excitedly.

"Then what do you usually eat? Bread? Milk?"

"I will never eat chili." Sloanan's eyes were full of chili, and he pointed at the hot pot in front of him bitterly. "It will never be this thing. I don't believe in Chinese food anymore."

"You're fucking terrible," I said, "Little model, you've only eaten a few bites."

"I will never eat again in my life, Blacklist." He emphasized again, well, this night is enough for him to remember

I smiled and said, "You don't know the name yet?"

Slonen: "I don't want to remember."

I continued: "Then do you know where you are?"

He said: "China, China's pot, you can't eat it."

I achieved the desired result and clapped my hands, "Well, not bad, remember, then let's go, little brother from Ireland."

It’s okay to entertain him, but you have to remember the place he came from first. I don’t want him to mention me, using “foreign friends, foreign things”, and I hope to call him “Chinese friends, Chinese hot pot”.

Otherwise, wouldn't I be wasting my efforts?Asking him to mention it is no different from when he mentions others.

He originally wanted to pester me to visit many places, but the hot pot meal made him feel stupid. He said he didn't want to move, because there was a fire in his stomach, and it was uncomfortable to take a step.

I stopped and looked back at him.

"Are you okay?" I sincerely care, dispensable.

He squatted on the ground, clutched his stomach and said, "Will I die?"

I also squatted down, propped my chin, traced small circles with my fingers along his chest, and said solemnly: "Yes."

Sloann's eyes widened, "What? Then why don't you take me to the hospital?"

I said, "Don't worry, I'll take you there after you die."

"It's too late when you die, what are you thinking, hurry up," Sloanan quickly stood up, and said regretfully, "How close is the nearest hospital?"

Looking at him like this, I couldn't help laughing.

He is more naive than Wen Zhixu. I was thinking, this guy's parents must be very good and protected him quite well. You see, he believes everything he hears, even children don't take it seriously.

"Little brother, why are you so cute?" I stood up, and Sloanan was still in a panic. He didn't hear my muttering, and asked me to take him to the hospital in a hurry.

I said, "Go, get in the car."

Sloanan followed me, and with him, I despised myself, how do you say that?Those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black. He is so nice that I am too embarrassed to play him.

Instead of taking him to the hospital, he was taken home.

This is a warning, don't just get on the car on the side of the road, and don't trust your uncle's words.

Sloanan stood in front of the community gate, looked up and said, "This is not a hospital."

"Well, this is my home." I swiped the door control and walked in without looking back.

Sloann muttered behind me, "You didn't take me to the doctor."

I looked back at him up and down and said, "I should take you to see the brain."

"Why?" Sloanan chased after him.

There was no one else in front of the elevator, so I stopped, raised my head, raised my hand, and touched his head, like an elder caring for a junior, "Because you have a brain problem."

The elevator came, and I stepped in. He was still standing at the door with a questioning face. He could take every joke I made as a person who thought about life philosophy. There was no one else except him, an idiot.

"If you don't come in, the elevator door will be closed." I reminded him friendly, and Sloanan paused and stepped in.

After he reacted, he said, "Did you lie to me just now?"

I said, "Why do you think so?"

"Because you don't worry about me at all, it seems that I should be fine." He realized it later.

I crossed my hands and stared at the noisy advertisement in the elevator, "That's because I really don't worry about you."

"You're a liar," he whispered.

I thought about it and looked at him, "What did you say?"

Sluonan was very courageous, and admitted in front of my face: "I said you are a liar, that's what it is...Anyway, that's not what you think in your heart, you always say that..."

Later, he began to educate me in his Irish language. He spent many years in the place where the scum gathered, and was used to listening to swear words.

It probably means that it is wrong for you to do this, and other people don't like to hear such words, blah blah blah, a bunch of soft precepts.

"Chinese is required in China, you crazy Irishman." When the elevator arrived, the door opened, and I went out, took the key and opened the door.

"This is your house?" He was like a clingy puppy.

"You crap." I was like a cranky master.

I took him in, it was pitch black, Sloanan asked me why I didn't turn on the light, I said there was someone else in the house, he asked who it was.

"Little devil," I said, "don't disturb her."

"You raise a kid?" His voice became sharper.

This is beyond the comprehension ability of ordinary people, and I didn't bother to explain it. I said, well, Sloann clings to me even tighter, until I went back to the room, closed the door, and turned on the light in the bedroom.

"Your room is really big." Sloann looked at him and said.

"Is it as big as a family of entertainers like you?"

"It's much bigger than ordinary people's land." Sloanan said, "It seems that you are doing well."

I paralyzed on the bed, closed my eyes, and went to sleep after eating. It is a beautiful thing in the world, but the way of hospitality has caused dissatisfaction among others.

Sloanan sat on the bed, thinking I was asleep, and whispered in my ear, "What should I do?"

My voice was dull, "You can do whatever you want."

Slonen said, "I sleep with you?"

I opened my eyes and didn't fall asleep, why did I fall asleep so quickly?Just lie down and relax.

Looking at this man who doesn't know what to do, reminds me of that stray dog ​​begging for mercy. He is obviously a big model, so why can't he be more domineering and mighty?Don't think I eat this set, although I do love tender ones.

I stretched out my hand and stroked his outline. His skin is really good. I suddenly understood why he had such a big opinion on the hot pot. He is an artist, and he is restricted in all aspects, and he must pay attention to diet. There are also a lot, after all, it is an industry that relies on body shape to make money, and the company should not eat those hot and irritating foods.

The inexplicable warmth that surged up softened my voice, "I won't take you to eat spicy food in the future."

Sloann is always understanding, "It's okay, I don't blame you."

"Really? Just got mad," I said.

Sloan raised his hand and swore. This promise is really universal, "It's not for you, it's just that your body is on fire, and you scare me by saying that again...I'm scared."

Afraid to admit it quite courageously, with a little grievance, the person in front of him is so cute no matter how you look at it.

My thoughts drifted farther and farther away. His face was hot, and my palm was cold, and I pressed against his cheek inch by inch. I said sincerely: "In the future, I must find a kind girl. Don't lie, don't be duplicity." , and you, you have to learn to express love to her, because such a girl is so let down, you should emphasize your love for her more, and don't let her doubt herself alone, can you do it?"

There are very few moments when I have gentle eyebrows. Through Sluonan's eyes, I saw my current appearance. Presumably, this is what everyone has been talking about. I, Wen Zhixing, should have the original appearance, but... What good is there?

Sloann didn't speak. He grabbed my restless wrist and held it in the palm of his hand. He moved his other hand to the top of my head, placed a light kiss on my forehead, and said, "Good night."

He left and closed the door behind him.

The room became quiet, and the drowsiness was magnified.

Maybe tomorrow morning, I won't remember that I didn't receive an accurate answer to my request.

Because the person he loves is not a girl.

The person he loves just happens to be duplicity.

The sincerity of trekking eight thousand miles is just to see you.

Even children can hardly believe how simple this statement is.

In fact, it's not that I don't understand, I'm just tired, no matter how fresh people are in my life, they are powerless to love.

My heart has already been damaged by that wolf dog. I wait for him to repair, and he waits for me to love. It is so tangled, troublesome, and unwilling, but I still have to live a difficult life of either or that.