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The second the button was pressed, the finger ring bracket on the back of the phone kissed the glass table fiercely. Lin Jiuxin threw it very hard, and the noise like scraping the bottom of a pot instantly resounded both inside and outside.

This is a small apartment-like house with a small area. It is only two streets away from the South Railway Station, and it is located on the famous pedestrian street in the center of Jiangshi City.

The pedestrian street shows the style of the old city, and the most out of place is this fancy tattoo parlor.

The tattoo shop not only tattoos people, but also tattoos houses. Not a single wall or tile is clean, they are all painted. Looking around, it is the least decent among the well-behaved shops next to the street, with a rebellious boy , making people not clean.

Very lucky, there are no customers in the store at the moment, and Yao Yu's men are not working, otherwise, after Ning Jing's afternoon, the magic sound pierces his ears, and the thread on the skin will hardly be skewed.

Putting down the magazine, he stood up and raised the half curtain of the back room.

Today is high temperature, the door is not closed, and the gauze curtain that used to hang down to the ground is not put down, only a half curtain that covers the face and chin is hung, with dark blue cotton as the background color, hand-painted wild cranes, waves and reefs, no matter how you look at it, there is a stock sun Shop style.

When Yao Yu lifted the curtain and came in, Lin Jiuxin was pulling a white T-shirt over his head. There was a sofa next to him, and there were a lot of messy things on the ground under his feet, pieces of paper, spray paint cans, graffiti brushes, and buckets... A crumpled T-shirt was mixed in.

Raising his eyebrows, Yao Yu shifted his gaze to the boy's back.

With her back to the door, Lin Jiuxin's skin was wet with sweat, as dry as sandpaper, her clothes were curled up around her neck, and there was a large amount of water from her shoulder blades to her waist, and even a few drops of water slid down her sweaty parts exaggeratedly.

Yao Yu went up to help Lin Jiuxin, turned around and asked the little brother who was sitting diagonally behind, resting his chin and blinking at them with big watery eyes: "What was that noise just now?"

The younger brother is Shisan, a clerk in a tattoo parlor.

Thirteen pursed his lips, and pointed to someone's mobile phone lying unevenly on the ring pad.

Before Yao Yu could walk over, the phone was stolen by Lin Jiuxin in a second, and in a second, it was put into his trouser pocket.

The movements were fast and fierce, with a hint of fierceness, Yao Yu couldn't understand: "You want to go out?"

Lin Jiuxin didn't answer, he lifted his feet and walked to the outer room, half of the curtain didn't use any force, the harder you treat it, the less it will give you face, after a flick, it sticks back to Lin Jiuxin's face.

With a bang, the curtain belt hook was almost torn off.

Yao Yu turned to look at Thirteen.

"Pick him up, I guess," Shisan shrugged, "His dad almost exploded his phone, it's been a long time."

"Where are you going to pick me up?" Yao Yu asked.

"The train station, the bus station, the airport... these are probably the only places."

"..."

In fact, Shisan didn't listen. Out of politeness, when a person makes a private phone call with a certain speed and emotion, outsiders should avoid it with interest, but he was so hot that he collapsed. Apart from shaking the life-extending fan in his hand, No part of his body could move, and the cold bamboo mat of the small bed was stuck like mud.

Bad air conditioner in dog days, good idea.

Sitting up in shock from the sound of the phone hitting the coffee table, Shisan returned to the lazy look that was tired of the mat.

Just as Yao Yu was about to say something, Lin Jiuxin came back from the outhouse, covered in steam, and his body was so wet after washing his hair. Yao Yu noticed that the paint marks on his face and arms had been washed away just now.

From the perspective of a tattoo artist, Lin Jiuxin's skin has a light background, especially after washing, the spotless cleanness immediately becomes eye-catching.

"It's hot outside, I'll pick it up for you." Yao Yu naturally gave Lin Jiuxin a hand.

The arm was wet, and when it touched it, it was thrown away vigorously. Accompanied by Lin Jiuxin's heavy "No", there was a rubbing sound of flesh rubbing meat.

"Don't mess with him, don't mess with him, don't mess with him..." Thirteen yelled, "Isn't that boring enough?"

The temperature couldn't drop at all, and it was still rolling, and the anger that could be ignited by a single spark, Shisan felt that he was going to be a plate of dry stir-fried human flesh, so he slammed his fan; "The goddamn air conditioner repairer is here! , I promise to kill someone, we both have to die."

The words were not very funny, but Yao Yu laughed.

It seems that nothing can annoy him, how hot and irritable he is, he can still laugh at what kind of bird the other party is, and he is also very gentle.

Lin Jiuxin glanced at Yao Yu, and curled his lips in a somewhat unreasonable manner: "It's really unnecessary, my dad will probably call me after him, just South Station, I'll go there."

"Oh," Yao Yu nodded, "What time does the car leave?"

"It's early."

The word Zao has an accent and a strong mocking tone.

It seems that there are many calls. At this time, Yao Yu removed one from the key ring and handed it to Lin Jiuxin: "Don't take a taxi, get stuck, go by bicycle."

"Yes, I know." Lin Jiuxin shook the key in his hand.

As soon as his front foot stepped out of the door, a huge object pushed him back. Xiao Ming was holding two stacks of cardboard boxes, which were high enough to cover his head and blocked Lin Jiuxin.

The man muttered: "Damn, it's fucking hot today! It's hot... oh!" Feeling that the inside of the house is no less than the outside, and there is even a layer of sweltering heat due to insufficient ventilation, Brother Xiao Ming stared wide Eyes, looking in from the side of the box: "Sauna in the dog days? It's exciting enough... Hey? Uncle, why are you going?"

His attention was not distracted by the hot air, Xiao Ming saw Lin Jiuxin who was about to go out.

"Pick up someone at the station."

"Don't!" Xiao Ming struggled to unload the things, and dragged Lin Jiuxin not to let go: "How can we have nothing to do? We will shoot early tomorrow morning, and the Tongsu painting may not be finished..."

"It's not that I want to pick it up." Lin Jiuxu was furious when he thought that Lin Shaonan couldn't put pressure on him and forced him to pick up that bastard under the name of his mother Wu Qian: "My mother forced him."

"..."

The accent was a little hard to explain, and Xiao Ming said "uh": "Okay, that uncle will give me a ride. I will move the paint spray cans and so on. They are all here."

Lin Jiuxin looked at Xiao Ming and said nothing.

"Is this all right?!" Xiao Ming called out.

Lin Jiuxin turned around and exchanged the keys of the motorcycle with Yao Yu.

Seeing them stuffing things into the bucket, Xiao Ming sat in like a baby, Lin Jiuxin put on the helmet, and Yao Yu boldly asked a question——

How do people sit?

Where's the luggage?

Lin Jiuxin sneered: "Hang on the handlebar of his mother."

**

The photos that Lin Shaonan sent to Lin Jiuxin didn't have much reference value. Lin Jiuxin still knew this. At first glance, he looked like a young boy who hadn't graduated from junior high school. The key was his passport photo.

Why don't you post a full moon photo?

Putting the phone back, Lin Jiuxin held back his fire, his eyes wandering aimlessly at the D port, and not long after, a figure caught his gaze.

It's okay, this person is eye-catching enough.

Lin Jiuxin looked intently.

In his direction at eleven o'clock, there was a man sitting half-sitting on the edge of the flower bed. His legs were so long that he could even step on a trash can half a meter away. The sky is high, and he is looking at the pedestrians coming and going with a look of looking at all living beings.

At first glance, it looks very hanging, but when you look closely, it looks like a live hedgehog, with thorns all over its body, and the word "unhappy" is capitalized.

Lin Jiuxin sneered inwardly.

Xie Lin raised his head, staring at a large dirty dark stain on the opposite side of the sidewalk, his legs shook fast and hard.

From port B to port D, it is the same as passing through the customs, going through security checks one by one, walking through the chaotic crowds waiting in line, and his patience was exhausted. Finally, when he saw the letter D, his Emotions reached the critical point of rampage.

He didn't call that [-] again, he could blow himself up on the spot with one more movement, went out from Exit D, and bought a pack of cigarettes in the opposite supermarket, he hadn't smoked for a long time, he quit as long as Xie Ying was sick It's time to take a sip slowly.

Just when this stick was almost finished, his eyes collided with Lin Jiuxin's.

At this glance, it is directly locked.

The identification of this person is not only based on his appearance, if he is usually calm and peaceful, if he walks across from this kid, maybe Xie Lin will really look at him more, but at this moment, it is definitely more than that.

Xie Lin could clearly see the impatience, indifference, and inexplicable disgust revealed in this person's eyes, like scooping up a handful of snow in winter and pressing it solidly and throwing it over, the lethality is huge.

It was the bird man on the phone.

A collision of eyes, mutual understanding.

Lin Jiuxin walked towards Xie Lin.

"You are..." Without remembering his name at all, Lin Jiuxin paused and said, "Lin Shaonan's son?"

Which pot does not open which pot.

Nice job.

Xie Lin curled his mouth and expressed his words with a harmless smile:

"No, I'm his father."

Lin Jiuxin frowned for a short while, and then said "huh" indifferently.

Enough, walk across the road.

No matter who the father is, the message sent by this sentence is enough. Xie Lin lowered his head to extinguish the cigarette on the trash can, vaguely feeling that the footsteps were not right, and seemed to turn back...

Looking up, Lin Jiuxin was standing in front of him, smiling at him.

If anyone had a heartwarming smile, probably no one could do it better than the boy in front of him, with a curved mouth and a pair of protruding canine teeth.

"I have something to tell you." Lin Jiuxin waved a finger at Xie Lin, still smiling: "If I hear you say that about Lin Shaonan again, I'll beat you to your father I don't even know each other."

The author says:

Brother Lin must not be messed with.