Reservoir Dogs

He drove his and Zhang Qiankun's tattered van on the suburban road to offer incense in the temple.

This is what Fu Jingsan has to do every month, except that he usually goes on the first day of the junior high school, but this time it was postponed to the fifteenth day because of that scumbag Liu Zekai.

The weather was fine tonight, with a full moon hanging in the night sky, Fu Jingsan opened the car window to blow the air, with his hands resting on the window frame, cigarettes still held between his fingertips.Zhang Qiankun seems to be completely unaware that he is full of thoughts—but it's not his fault, does Fu Jingsan have di.jiu.zww.C..O..M..The ninth Chinese website is all about that stinky face, no Laughing is like losing your temper.

Zhang Qiankun hummed a few out-of-tune songs, and asked like a mentally handicapped: "Hey third brother, what's the name of this song?"

"How do I know what you're humming," Fu Jingsan said casually, "You're humming like that, the original singer himself can't hear it, right?"

"Hey, I remember that you put it when I went to deliver the goods last time..." He said while searching around, and finally took out a thick pack of CDs from under the seat.

The car doesn't even have a USB port, and I don't know what year it was made in.Zhang Qiankun rummaged through it. After a long time, he took out one and put it into the CD-ROM drive: "It should be this one. I remember the one you played last time. It's an English song. It's very advanced."

Fu Jingsan was amused by his adjective and laughed silently, and then the song with total loss of sound quality came out, and Zhang Qiankun hummed along, but none of the sounds were correct.

"If Iain'tgot you with medi.jiu.zww.C..O..M..Ninth Chinese Network baby/Nothinginthiswholewideworlddon'tmeanathing..."

Zhang Qiankun's singing was ugly, but whatever he did, he was unexpectedly contagious; Fu Jingsan also hummed along without knowing it, and tapped his fingers on the steering wheel.It was a love song. Although he couldn't understand the meaning of the lyrics and didn't check it, his emotions were easily captured by the singing.

He thought of Huo Yunjiang, not at any particular day or moment, but simply thinking of this person, he even wanted to ask him what he was doing now, whether he was chatting with his wife in bed, or having fun with his first love .

During Huo Yunjiang's absence, he would not be filled with anger when he thought of these things.

Just a little dazed, and dull pain.

"Zhang Qiankun."

"Ok?"

"You like the one from **Y**Q**Z**W**5**C**O**M**, if she is married, do you still like her?"

"Like it, but he won't marry."

"...?"

Zhang Qiankun couldn't help but pretend to be relaxed after taking a deep breath: "He's a man, gay."

"........."

"You won't dislike me, third brother, I won't have any unreasonable thoughts about you, really," Zhang Qiankun said half-jokingly, "The main reason is that I can't beat you by scolding you."

He could hear that Zhang Qiankun was a little nervous; so he said softly: "It doesn't matter, I like men too."

"...Awesome third brother."

It has to be said that Zhang Qiankun is a guy with a high emotional intelligence. He neither pursues Fu Jingsan's love history nor associates this sentence with the previous one.When the words came to this point, Fu Jingsan's desire to confide came up inexplicably, but he didn't know where to start, so he had to follow the previous words and continued: "Then what if you find a woman to marry? Isn't there such a thing?" kind of thing?"

"Now that I'm talking about it, I'm sure I won't be a licking dog. But one day, who knows?" Zhang Qiankun said, "The main reason is that I'm too single-minded, so it's very difficult."

"Can you stop disgusting me?"

"hey-hey."

There were quite a lot of people going to offer incense on the fifteenth day, and he parked the truck casually by the side of the road. They bought some incense in a nearby shop, and entered the temple as usual.

The three times Fu Jing came to the temple, he only wanted two things, one was for his sister to be safe and healthy, and the other was to get rich as soon as possible.As soon as he entered the temple, he stopped talking, and followed the rules with a serious expression. He clasped his hands together in front of the Bodhisattva and worshiped three times. Then he obediently lit the incense and solemnly inserted it into the incense burner.

This habit developed after he separated from Huo Yunjiang.

Fu Jingyi's tuberculosis relapsed once, and she was so uncomfortable that she couldn't sleep well all night. Even she herself felt that her fate was at an end, and she would pop up a few words like explaining her funeral from time to time.

At that time, Fu Jingsan was so afraid that he would die, and when he couldn't bear the suffering, he asked Zhang Qiankun to come out for a drink; the other party said that he should go to the temple to worship, and begged the Bodhisattva to bless the two brothers and sisters.Fu Jing died three times and went to the doctor's office. After returning, his sister's illness really started to improve.

He didn't know whether there was a bodhisattva protecting them or not; it was just that at that point in time, the bodhisattva was his life-saving straw.

Later, Fu Jingsan came to offer incense every month, like a devout Buddhist.

"Third brother, every time I accompany you to the temple, I feel so amazing, you know." Zhang Qiankun chattered with a playful smile as soon as he came out of the temple, "You really look like a big villain who kills people without blinking an eye. When I was on the futon, I felt that the person in front of me was not a Bodhisattva, but Guan Gong.”

"Fuck you."

Before they got near the car, someone called Fu Jingsan.

It was 12:30 in the middle of the night, and his sister had already gone to bed; besides Zhang Qiankun and the client, he had no one to contact... It was obvious who was calling.Fu Jingsan didn't even take out his mobile phone, he reached into his pocket and pressed it away.

Then blank text messages flooded in like waves, even Zhang Qiankun heard it: "Third brother, is your phone vibrating..."

Fu Jingsan clicked her tongue and took out her phone impatiently. New text messages kept popping up on the screen: "You go to the car and wait for me. I'll call back."

"Then I'll go buy a pack of cigarettes."

"Ah."

He dialed back to that bastard man, and the other party answered in seconds, straight to the point: "I'm going on a business trip, come with me."

"Why are you on a business trip every day? Why don't you just die outside." Fu Jingsan said angrily, "And it's none of my business that you are on a business trip. You take Tan Xin there?"

"Why should I take him there?" Huo Yunjiang's tone didn't sound very good, "Fu Jingsan, with your relationship with me, it's only natural for you to accompany me out."

Fu Jing's tone softened three times: "...What are you getting angry about?"

"It's nothing, where are you now, I'll pick you up."

"On the mountain." Fu Jingsan said, "When are you leaving?"

"Go now."

"Don't get nervous."

"Am I being too tolerant to you, making you think that I will accommodate you?" Huo Yunjiang's voice became deeper and deeper, "I want to see you and I will see you, you know I have a lot of ways to make you subdue, or I will go now Talk to your sister clearly, what did you go on a business trip last time?"

"You fucking..." Fu Jingsan just raised his voice, suddenly remembered that Zhang Qiankun was nearby, and restrained himself, "You fucking threaten me?"

"Yes, I'm threatening you." Huo Yunjiang said, "Which mountain are you on? Tell us where you are. I'll pick you up."

"...I'm going back to the city right now, I'm here to find you."

"I'll wait for you at the toll booth in the north of the city." After the man finished speaking, he hung up the phone immediately.

He has no idea what kind of explosives Huo Yunjiang ate, and it is impossible for him to provoke him.But in his memory, Huo Yunjiang is rarely like this—he is the kind of person who can pretend nothing has happened even when the sky is falling. Even when they parted that time, he just looked deeply at Huo Yunjiang with unbelievable eyes. Fu Jing took three glances.

He hadn't been at home for the first half month, and now he hasn't been home for a few days, and he's going out again, so he doesn't know how to tell his sister.

Fu Jingsan put his mobile phone back, walked quickly to the car, and greeted him as he got into the car: "I'm going out for a few days, so don't let the part-time worker go away, forget it after finishing this month."

"Don't go single-handedly with the scumbag again?"

"I have something to do," Fu Jingsan said, "come up quickly, I'm in a hurry."

When he got there, Huo Yunjiang was standing beside the car smoking.

Fu Jingsan walked in front of him with a dark face, without even opening remarks.He could feel that Huo Yunjiang was indeed angry, but he himself was not in a better mood.The two looked at each other silently for half a minute, Huo Yunjiang threw away the cigarette in his hand, grabbed him and went to get into the car.

"Don't drag me!"

Huo Yunjiang turned a deaf ear, opened the door of the back seat without saying a word, and stuffed the person into the back seat before he could say another word.

Now he was sure that Huo Yunjiang was angry, because the opponent was so strong that he fell on the seat directly.Immediately afterwards, Huo Yunjiang also got in and closed the car door forcefully, just like when they did it for the first time, pressing him firmly on the seat.

"Huo Yunjiang, you are fucking sick, what are you doing!!" Fu Jingsan kept writhing and struggling against the cold seat with half of his face, but it didn't affect Huo Yunjiang at all.

Cold hands got into the hem of his clothes, Fu Jingsan shuddered and struggled harder: "Hey Huo Yunjiang!! Huo Yunjiang, what are you doing!! There are all fucking lights here, and there are so many cars coming and going!! You stop me !! Huo Yunjiang—”

It's useless, whether he scolds or struggles, it's useless.

If you pass by any car, you should be able to see what the people inside are doing. Realizing that the man might strip him naked here, Fu Jingsan almost wanted to kill someone.

The hand didn't search up, but pulled his pants down.His lower back felt cold, and then his trousers scratched the tattoo that had just been mended, and it hurt: "Huo Yunjiang, if you dare, I will never forgive you!"

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, the man stopped moving.

He looked behind desperately, Huo Yunjiang sighed silently, and finally let go of his hand.

He pulled up his pants suddenly, turned around and punched Huo Yunjiang; the other party didn't know what he was thinking, and his reaction was slower, and he couldn't dodge.That punch hit the cheekbone, causing the man's head to be turned away.

As far as the atmosphere in the car is concerned, it is not unusual for them to fight now.

But Huo Yunjiang didn't fight back.He held his wound and raised his head, glanced at Fu Jingsan and then looked away: "...I'm sorry."

After speaking, he opened the car door and went down, then got into the driver's seat.

The sound of the engine came out, the car slowly turned and drove into the road, passed the toll barrier with other cars, and drove into the highway.

Fu Jingsan stared at the trees whizzing by outside the window, the more he thought about it, the more exhausted he felt physically and mentally.He had had enough, he didn't want to keep entangled with Huo Yunjiang like this, but the remaining half a year was really long, long enough to revive the relationship he thought was dead.He knew that as long as he bowed his head, as long as he accepted that Huo Yunjiang was married and had his first love, he could let his feelings grow freely.

But he couldn't accept it anyway, and he was about to spit it out just thinking about it.

After the car was quiet for a long time, Huo Yunjiang suddenly said: "I had a dream."

Fu Jingsan looked up and saw the man's lonely face in the rearview mirror.

"I dreamed that you washed off your tattoo."

His understatement was like a sharp knife, easily cutting through Fu Jingsan's shell, and his emotions poured out uncontrollably, almost drowning him.

Fu Jingsan covered his face, bent down and pressed his forehead behind the driver's seat, and said solemnly: "...I didn't."

"Well, I confirmed it."