Xueba's little wild cat is too sultry [ABO]

Xie Gu seemed to be chatting casually, "Did you just return to China?"

Fan Du said, "No, it's been two or three years since I came back."

Then the two of them had nothing to say.

The two of them are like big snails, stretching out their tentacles to test each other, but neither of them is willing to ask about the current situation first.

What are you doing?

Have a boyfriend yet?

Is Xie Xiaofan okay?

do you ever think of me

The past ten years have become a scar to cover the wound, and no one is willing to lift the thin layer of blood on it, as if once it is lifted, it will be bleeding profusely and a serious injury that cannot heal.

Fan Du touched the cigarette case in his pocket and asked, "Can I smoke?"

"Let's do it." Xie Gu was wearing a mask, and his voice was a little muffled, "Tattoo removal may be a little painful."

Fan Du asked, "Is it more painful than when you got the tattoo?"

The word "Gu" was tattooed by Xie Gu himself. How could he have forgotten that this was the first tattoo he had done.

The most immature, hottest, and strongest, he gave to Fan Du.

Now he's going to wash it off with his own hands.

When the machine was started, the laser light penetrated into the skin and caused burning pain, and Fan Du shrank hard in his heart, as if a piece of flesh and blood had been pulled out alive.

Time is like a silk thread, which is stretched extremely long, and the thread is entangled, trembling in the air, as if it is about to be broken, but it is sticky, and it entangles two old friends who have not met for a long time. Together.

Fan Du meditated in his heart countless times, time slowed down, slowed down, but it was wishful thinking after all.

Xie Gu put a gauze on the back of his neck, and told him, "Don't get it wet, if it's red and swollen, apply a little roxithromycin, it may cause blisters, don't pick it, just wait for it to disappear naturally..."

Fan Du took out his mobile phone, "Why don't you add a WeChat account, I can't remember what you said so much."

The expression on Xie Gu's face froze for a moment.

Before Fan Du went abroad, he completely deleted all the contact information between them, and there was no longer any connection or involvement.

Fan Du looked at the expression on his face, and changed his words again, "Forget it's inconvenient, just repeat it, and I'll record it."

Thank you for repeating the precautions again.

Fan Du scanned the QR code at the front desk to settle the bill, and glanced at the payee's WeChat account. The name was Renjiandu Studio, not Xie Gu's private WeChat account.

Xie Gu sent him to the door, "If you want to get a tattoo, you can come to me and I will give you a discount."

A big G was parked at the door, waiting to pick him up.

Xie Gu glanced at Big G, then at Fan Du, and smiled, "You're doing well."

Fan Du also smiled, and waved at him, "Goodbye."

Xie Gu waved his hands and did not speak.

As soon as Fan Du got into the car, Song Di, who was in the driver's seat, asked, "No, boss, what's the situation, didn't he say that I don't need to pick you up? Why did you suddenly send me a WeChat message and ask to drive a big G? What's wrong with him?" Mom can be regarded as the highest standard of reception!"

Fan Du sat in the co-pilot and didn't speak. He kept staring at the door, but Xie Gu's back was no longer visible.

He took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it, put it in his lips, and took a big puff, half of the cigarette was sucked out.

His hands were trembling, as if someone had stabbed him in the heart, and a big hole that couldn't be closed was ripped open in the blood.

After smoking half a pack of cigarettes in a row, he will calm down the turbulent emotions.

Song Di was startled when he saw him like this, "Fuck, then you must have killed your father and enemy, right?"

"Shut up." Fan Du leaned back in the chair, a deep frown furrowed between his brows, "Drive your car."

Song Di closed his gossip knowingly and with interest, and focused his attention on the congested traffic.

After sending Fandu downstairs to the apartment, Song Di hesitated for a long time before asking, "Should I ask you for leave tomorrow?"

Even if Fan Du had a high fever of [-] degrees, he could work while hanging needles. How could he stop working hard because of a sudden thank you?

He closed the car door, "Come pick me up at eight o'clock tomorrow."

Song Di gestured OK and drove away.

Fan Du went upstairs and opened the door to go home.

There were still unfinished drafts of the thesis scattered on the desktop. Fan Du stared at the paper for a long time with a pen in his hand, but couldn't write.

He scratched his head irritablely, turned around and rushed into the bathroom to take a cold shower, as if he was not afraid of death, and made a cup of iced coffee.

He sat back at the desk again, read the paper over and over again, but couldn't read anything, finally sighed, and leaned on the back of the chair decadently.

As soon as he closed his eyes, the light music in Xie Gu's shop echoed in his ears, and he seemed to be able to smell the smell of sea salt at the tip of his nose.

The decoration of the small shop is very stylish, post-modern industrial style, not as messy as some informal tattoo parlors.

Xie Gu seems to have grown a bit taller, but he is still so thin, even more malnourished than when he was a teenager. His hands look very slender, with protruding joints, his nails are neatly trimmed, and there are no messy tattoos on his exposed skin.

The temperament has also settled down, not as frivolous and arrogant as he was when he was young, but his hairstyle is still the same as before.

Fan Du hated Xie Gu so much back then, hated him for playing with his feelings, hated him for letting go so easily.He walked resolutely and heroically, and did not leave a trace of retreat for himself, but in a foreign country, when he dreamed back at midnight, he also cried alone in the quilt, why didn't he persist and fight again?

Hatred and longing ebb and flow, they are all weeds that grow again in the spring breeze, and they can't be cut off one by one.

He couldn't let go of thanking him, but he couldn't tell whether it was because he couldn't let go of hatred or because he couldn't let go of love.

It was already night, and no one would come to the store, but Xie Gu lingered and refused to close the door, wondering who was waiting for another visit.

It wasn't until Xie Xiaofan called to remind him that he let out a breath slowly, stretched his stiff neck, and was about to close the door and go home.

I rolled out an electric car from a small alley, but failed to unlock it after pressing it twice. The electric car is a refurbished second-hand car. It was dropped once in a car accident before. It is very embarrassing to people.

Normally, Xie Gu would still be patient and exhausted with it, but today he looked at this miserable electric scooter, and suddenly a pang of anger was born in his heart for no reason.

He kicked the electric car hard, and the electric car fell down with a bang, and a sharp alarm sounded.

Xie Gu was suddenly at a loss, "What am I doing?"

The kicked electric car learned how to behave and successfully unlocked it. Xie Gu put on a pink helmet and turned into a small whirlwind to squeeze into the busy traffic of the city.

They have already moved. For Xie Xiaoxie to go to junior high school, Xie Gu gritted his teeth and bought a [-]-square-meter school district house with his savings. He lived in the cement embryo for a year, and even the decoration was later rich. Just put it on.

Xie Gu opened the door to go home, there was a schoolbag at the door, the zipper of the schoolbag was not closed, revealing the colorful exercise books inside.

Xie Xiaofan was nestled on the sofa watching TV, holding a box of ice cream in his hand, he didn't know which star was singing on the TV, his eyes were straight when he saw it.

"Xie Xiaofan!" Xie Gu frowned at the sight, "You don't listen to what I say, do you?"

Xie Xiaofan is no longer the dumb little boy he used to be. Puberty gave him inflated self-confidence. He dared to fight against his parents. He yelled, "You don't need to check what time it is. There is no water or food at home, only ice cream is left. Ling!"

Xie Gu knew he was in the wrong, but his mouth was still strong, "Don't be an example!"

Xie Xiaofan gleefully put a large spoonful of ice cream into his mouth, like a rooster that has won a battle.

Xie Gu walked into the kitchen to cook. There was no room for another person in the small kitchen, and it was difficult to turn around. He washed and cut the vegetables numbly. The vegetables were all fried, but he didn't hear the sound of the rice cooker. When he opened it, the rice in it was rice and water was water. He forgot to press the switch.

There was no other way, Xie Gu ordered a handful of dried noodles, and the food was almost cold when it was brought to the table.

Xie Xiaofan was so hungry that he picked up a chopstick and stuffed it into his mouth, and then he spat it out with a bah sound, "Dad, why did you put so much salt?"

Xie Gu tasted it, but was also frowned salty, he pushed another dish to Xie Xiaofan, "You eat this."

Xie Xiaoxie put down his chopsticks after taking a sip, "You didn't put salt at all."

Xie Gu was stunned briefly, not knowing what was wrong with him.

Xie Xiaofan watched the expression on his face, "Dad, what are you thinking? Did something happen to the tattoo shop?"

"I..." Xie Gu didn't know what to say, he lowered his head and ate a dish with too much salt, the salty taste spread on his taste buds, "I met someone."

Xie Xiaofan asked, "Who is it?"

Xie Gu was silent for a while before saying, "Fan Du."

"Fan Du..." Xie Xiaofan frowned, still had a vague impression.He was only four years old when Fan Du left, and he couldn't remember very well, but he knew how he got his name, and he also knew that he was picked up by Xie Gu and a man named Fan Du.

In other words, Fandu...

"You don't have to worry about it." Xie Gu interrupted his thoughts, urging him to eat, "Eat your meal, and then do your homework quickly, otherwise you are not allowed to watch TV. If you don't get the first place in the final exam, watch me beat you up." I won't beat you!"

Xie Xiaofan instinctively didn't like to listen to his nagging, and wasted time there, muttering about what happened in his school, but he didn't listen to what he said, he washed the dishes slowly, and accidentally missed One was broken, and when picking up the pieces, a finger was cut, and he quickly put the wound in his mouth to suck.

As if he had been punched by someone, he slowly bowed his waist, his internal organs were in severe pain as if he had been smashed, and a fine layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, making his teeth chatter.

Fan Du... is back.

His boy... is back.