grey alley

The waiter held the tray with one hand, carefully separated the temperature of the hand from the direct contact with the red wine bottle with a cloth, and poured some red wine to moisten the bottom of the glass for them one by one.

Lin Mizhi and Zhao Songhuan were talking, completely unaware of the little waiter pouring wine beside them.

When the figure swaying next to him left, he just asked Zhao Songhuan for Xiaoli's WeChat, with a simple and unpretentious smile on his face, he drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp.

Zhao Songhuan gently rubbed the back of his neck with his fingertips: "Just say hello to her, and she will know who you are." After speaking, he smiled slightly at Lu Mingzhou.

Lu Mingzhou knew that there was a deep tooth mark under his fingertips, and Zhao Songhuan's skin was so well maintained that the mark would take a long time to disappear.Lu Mingzhou received his gaze, and took a sip of red wine unhurriedly.

There was soothing music playing in the restaurant, the lights were dim, and the atmosphere was very pleasant. Lin Mizhi kept staring at his phone the whole time, completely oblivious to the atmosphere between the two people beside him.

Zhao Songhuan's gaze was not explicit, but since the two of them had a pleasant night last night, Lu Mingzhou didn't point out that he rubbed his feet lightly under the table occasionally.

On the way, he nodded slightly to the other two people on the table, saying that he was going to the bathroom.

Having become addicted to cigarettes, Lu Mingzhou rubbed his thumb and index finger lightly, and went to the bathroom.

There was no one in the corner, but when Lu Mingzhou passed by, he heard a small sound.

"Hey, why don't you go..." said the drunken man.

Lu Mingzhou paused slightly, stood there for a while, and finally turned into the bathroom.

The sink next to it was rushing, and the man's voice continued: "Yo, I'm still stubborn... hiccup, I'll give you a little tip, just help me..."

Lu Mingzhou stood at the door, with his back turned to his chubby middle-aged man in black leather trousers with sharp eyes, and he pushed a waiter against the door of the cubicle and chatted flirtatiously.Not only did he talk, but he also took action, took the little waiter and patted his swollen belly with one hand, intending to go down...

Lu Mingzhou stood motionless with his hands in his trouser pockets.

"Sir, you are drunk," said the little waiter.

"Hey, I'm not drunk..." His tongue was tied, and he leaned closer to a slightly fat face with Chinese characters, full of alcohol: "Could it be that my... this face, hiccup, can't hold you?"

Little waiter: "...I'll take you back, sir."

The middle-aged man refused to let go: "Say, you just give me the number..."

The waiter withdrew his hand and said slowly: "Sir, you are drunk, I am a man."

At this time, the middle-aged man's hand lifted the waiter's chin just like the male protagonist in the domineering president's article lifted the female protagonist's chin, and smiled charmingly: "I'm so fucking good..."

The veins on Pei Xiqing's forehead twitched slightly, he raised his eyes, and suddenly met an interesting pair of eyes at the door.

Lu Mingzhou threw the cigarette that he rubbed out into the trash can, and said as he walked, "Hey, sir," with a smile on the corner of his lips, and with the gradually approaching height advantage, he brought a faint sense of oppression. Joking and calm: "My lover finally came out to experience the society, what are you doing to him now?"

"Ah——" the middle-aged man opened his mouth, and gradually saw the darkness in the other party's eyes. He looked at the waiter who was still pressed against the partition by him, and then at the tall man who felt extremely oppressive. The exhaust fan running quietly made him shiver suddenly, and he was mostly sober from the wine.

"You he……"

Lu Mingzhou pushed the waiter's hand away, pecking with force, but lightly grabbed the waiter's waist, brought him to his side, and said to him casually: "You scared him, go to the waiter by yourself Let's go and play, okay?"

The middle-aged man was inexplicably allocated to a corner of the bathroom, and looked at the slogan on the wall "one small step forward, one giant leap forward for civilization".Dazed, he took out the big treasure and poured it for a while, until the sound of empty and long water falling to the ground, he suddenly jolted and woke up immediately.

The faucet that was running non-stop on the sink had been turned off a long time ago. The two people just left did not know when they left. The sound of dripping water came from his side. The big baby I didn't recognize was drenched, where is there any urinal.

The middle-aged man uttered an extremely angry and powerless groundhog call: "Ah——"

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Lu Mingzhou wiped his fingers with a paper towel, his cuffs were slightly wet, "Are you alright?"

"It's okay." Pei Xiqing looked at him with complicated eyes: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Lu Mingzhou rolled up the tissues, threw them into the trash can, and smiled at him: "After all, you helped us last time, so we have to thank you too."

Knowing that he recognized him, Pei Xiqing nodded hesitantly: "It's just easy, as long as people are fine."

"Have you come out to work?" Lu Mingzhou looked at the badge on his overalls, and slowly read: "Pei... Xiqing, your name is Pei Xiqing?"

"Yes... I will be a waiter here temporarily."

"Let's get to know each other again." When Lu Mingzhou pretended to be a dog, he stretched out his hand towards him with a warm expression, "Hello, my name is Lu Mingzhou, and this is my business card." His voice was deep and sweet, and it sounded very pleasant. Comfortable, the facial features are deeper, and there is a kind of maturity and profundity that is not lacking in experience. He is handsome and charming just right.

Pei Xiqing picked it up inexplicably, and the other party continued: "You helped us. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can call the number above and call me directly. I don't think the job of a waiter is suitable for you. If you want to change jobs in the future You can also dial my number directly."

"……Um."

"It's fate to meet you today, are you interested in having dinner together someday?"

Pei Xiqing felt that his words were weird, and refused: "No, my work schedule is already full." He met Lu Mingzhou's gaze, and put his business card in the front breast pocket of his overalls, " I still have work to do, thank you for today's work."

Lu Mingzhou watched him walk away slowly, until his back disappeared into the corner, and the tip of his tongue curled up in his mouth, pushing the wall of his mouth into a cute little arc.

"Tsk." He looked down at his arm.

The waist is thinner than that of Zhao Songhuan, and it can be easily wrapped around with one arm.

He felt that he might be slapped in the face. Regarding the discussion with Lin Mizhi on "Should a normal man choose a starlet or a waiter", he found out that this man is actually not bad in looks, and he can get rid of people if he is carefully raised. Zhao Songhuan, who is called "Shenyan" by fans, is eight streets.

Pearls and jades are dusty, and they are worth excavating and polishing slowly. He should be the first one to discover them, fortunately.

Lu Mingzhou was in a good mood. When he returned to the restaurant lobby, Lin Mizhi was still staring at his phone, while Zhao Songhuan was holding his red wine glass loosely with his five fingers, looking boredly at some ingenious decorations on the lobby wall.

Lu Mingzhou looked at him from afar, and suddenly lost his composure.

He knew his nature of liking the new and loathing the old, but this also proved that the little waiter was indeed attractive enough to him. He would give him the resources Zhao Songhuan wanted, and the relationship between the two of them came to an end.

Lu Mingzhou returned to his seat, Zhao Songhuan looked back at him.

He seemed to notice that something was missing from his expression, looked at the untouched food in front of Lu Mingzhou, and suddenly smiled knowingly.

The rumors are true, Lu Mingzhou is indeed romantic, and he is also ruthless enough.He drank all the wine in the glass in one gulp, that's all, everyone took what they needed.

But it was only a day, so he felt a little frustrated...

The three of them ate and drank enough and went upstairs to rest. Zhao Songhuan stood on the other side of the corridor with a constant smile on his face: "Good night, Mr. Lu."

Lu Mingzhou nodded: "Goodbye." Then he opened the door first and went in.

After a night without dreams, Lu Mingzhou got up the next day to contact Lin Mizhi, and was told that Zhao Songhuan had gone back early, and he said nothing, saying he knew.

When he left the hotel, he managed to get Pei Xiqing's contact information - without the other party knowing.

If he guessed correctly, then this person should not take the initiative to contact him.

He has been in business for so many years, he can roughly see a person's inner and essence from a person's appearance, temperament, demeanor or clothing, but he really can't tell if Pei Xiqing will really call him.At present, it is only his unilateral interest, but it doesn't matter, this kind of thing can always be done slowly.

After the sky darkened, it rained unexpectedly, wrapped in a cool wind, blowing faintly on the street.

At 12:30 in the evening, Pei Xiqing just got off work, he was not wearing a coat, and when the wind blew, he got goosebumps.The commercial street next to the hotel was basically closed, and only a few street lamps illuminated a little bit of starlight in the cold night.

Bits of rain fell on the top of his head. He walked back slowly along the street, took out his phone and looked at it. The unread messages on WeChat were all from Pei Jiajun.He saw it while working during the day, but had no time to return.

Now when he clicked on the chat interface, Pei Jiajun's words seemed to be checking his account.

Pei Jiajun: Bro, have you found a job yet?

Pei Jiajun: Where do you live now?

Pei Jiajun: Do you live alone?

……

Several questions followed, but Pei Xiqing's eyes fell on the sentence "Do you live alone?", and stopped for a moment.

Pei Jiajun's words brought back some bad memories in him.

It was as if the memory was brought back to a certain afternoon, filled with annoying sweltering heat, noisy insects in the yard, and Pei Jiajun’s deep voice at the age of 16, vague words, and the voice was suddenly near and far away. , Pei Jiajun's mouth is opening and closing, talking about something...

The patter of rain around him wet his shoulders.The cold white street lamp surrounded by the rain curtain became gray and a small ball, illuminating the traces of the raindrops passing by, Pei Xiqing suddenly clenched his fists and walked away quickly.

When I got back to the dormitory, it was past one o'clock in the middle of the night, and the roommates in other rooms in the same dormitory were already asleep, because they tried their best to avoid the rain on the way back, only the shoulders were wet, Pei Xiqing went into the bathroom and took off his clothes , there was a wet spot on his tight trousers, but because the trousers were dark, the wet spot was not obvious.

Pei Xiqing's expression remained the same, but he threw his trousers on the ground viciously, suppressing his panting.

The hands leaning on the wall slowly clenched into fists, the knuckles were hardened, dark blue blood vessels bulged on the back of the hand, he bit his lower lip unconsciously, and the eyes that were always emotionless gradually became stained. There was a layer of mist, and he seemed a little lost...

The dazed roommate got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom. When Pei Xiqing came out of the bathroom just after taking a shower, he dozed off and asked, "It's so late to get off work."

With slightly wet hair, Pei Xiqing gave way to him and walked towards her room.

"Hey," the roommate said sharp-eyed, "Is your lip broken? It's bleeding a little."

"Huh?" Pei Xiqing touched his lips, "It seems that he accidentally knocked on it just now."

"There is no non-slip mat in the bathroom, so you have to be careful when you take a shower in the future."

"Okay, thank you."

The roommate watched his back enter the room, dozed off again, and ran water into the bathroom. The water vapor in the room was still warm, and there was a scent of shower gel everywhere.

The roommate muttered, "It smells good, I'll ask him what brand he bought next time", and went back to the room to sleep in a daze.

The author has something to say: Good night, Yigubigu.