Reservoir Dogs

The noodles were dyed reddish-brown by dipping water, and they were stirred on the chopsticks again and again. Huo Yunjiang lowered his eyes, and handed the plastic box and the chopsticks wrapped with cold noodles to the young man's mouth.When he opened his mouth, the corners of his mouth hurt, but he was probably really hungry. Fu Jingsan gasped and bit the noodles into his mouth.

The slightly spicy and sour flavors were mixed together, and exploded in the mouth, all of a sudden whetted Fu Jingsan's appetite.He felt irritated seeing Huo Yunjiang's slow manner, raised his hand and wanted to eat by himself, but was seen through by the other party, and he avoided it calmly.

"I eat it myself."

"You can't eat." Huo Yunjiang said, "Who beat you?"

"...Well, I don't know."

"Why hit you?"

"do not know."

"I picked you up, should you treat me better?"

Fu Jingsan swallowed the noodles in his mouth, frowned and said impolitely: "I let you pick it up?"

Huo Yunjiang smiled with the corners of his mouth hooked, and he didn't stop working hard. He didn't intend to quarrel with him, as if feeding Fu Jingsan this bowl of cold noodles was the most important thing now.There was the slight noise of the humidifier in the apartment, and the rest was only the sound of Fu Jingsan chewing.A bowl of noodles was quickly eaten, Huo Yunjiang put down the empty box, rolled up his sleeves, turned and walked to the bathroom.Looking at the tall and straight back of the other party, he always felt that there was a time like this before - he lay down pretending to be dead, while Huo Yunjiang was busy wandering around the house, cleaning up the messy house for him, and tidying him up too.

At that time, he thought that Huo Yunjiang really loved him, and he was so proud that he was dying.

"Buzz-buzz-"

The sudden vibrating sound of the mobile phone interrupted Fu Jingsan's thoughts. He subconsciously thought it was his own mobile phone, but before he reached out to look in his pocket, he realized that it was Huo Yunjiang's mobile phone on the coffee table that was vibrating.Fu Jingsan stretched out his hand to reach it, and brought it in front of his eyes.

The word "Tan Xin" flashed on the screen.

The name Fu Jingsan was not unfamiliar at all, and he could even be called familiar. For a long time, this name had stalked him and Huo Yunjiang.

Tan Xin was Huo Yunjiang's first love, the soft-spoken sissy who liked to hold Huo Yunjiang's hand and act coquettishly.

What he didn't expect was that Huo Yunjiang still had contact with him to this day.It's eleven o'clock in the evening, and it was said that Tan Xin called to chat with Huo Yunjiang, and he didn't believe that he killed Fu Jingsan.He sneered, gritted his teeth in pain, and hung up the phone irritably.

As soon as he thought of Tan Xin's face, his stomach began to churn, and the desire to vomit was rising faintly, making him uneasy.

He wanted to smoke another cigarette, but he didn't want to vomit all the cold noodles he had just eaten; at this moment, Huo Yunjiang came out of the bathroom with a wet towel, and met his eyes instantly.

Fu Jingsan pursed her lips tightly, and suddenly threw the phone viciously at Huo Yunjiang.

The man didn't hide, the phone hit him and fell to the ground with a "click".Huo Yunjiang didn't take a second look, he went straight to him and bent down to wipe his face.The warm towel touched his skin, and the opponent's strength didn't restrain himself deliberately. When touching those bruises, the pain was intense, but it gave Fu Jingsan an inexplicable strength ***Y***Q***Z** *W***5***C***O***M#言&&&情#Chinese&&&&Internet sense.

He just opened his eyes and stared at the man's handsome face, letting the towel wipe his chin and Adam's apple.Huo Yunjiang lifted his shirt and cleaned him up bit by bit.

Huo Yunjiang said, "Is someone calling?"

"Oh, guess?" Fu Jingsan said with a sneer, "Your wife? Your lover? Your concubine?"

"Are you introducing yourself?"

"Don't fucking pretend here," Fu Jingsan said, "Huo Yunjiang, I really didn't expect that you are still fooling around with Tan Xin."

"If you talk about fooling around, I'm not fooling around with you." The man said lightly, "And there is a clear price tag between us. You don't have to be angry with whoever I have contact with....Or are you jealous?"

As he said, his hands had already landed on Fu Jingsan's trousers, and he was unbuttoning them.

Fu Jingsan grabbed him suddenly, and said lightly and clearly, "...Get lost."

"Jing San," he said, "won't you stay by my side?"

"You are dreaming."

"You won't find another boss as generous as me."

"...You die quickly, you'd better die today." Fu Jingsan cursed, closed her eyes, and let go of Huo Yunjiang's hand.The man unbuttoned his pants, wiped his whole body carefully, then picked up the naked man and brought him into the bedroom.

He was resting under the quilt, and Huo Yunjiang sat beside him as if he was busy with some work.

Fu Jingsan's mind was in a mess—every time he was with him, he felt in a mess, and he couldn't figure it out.He was about to fall asleep in a daze, and he didn't forget to warn Huo Yunjiang, "Don't fucking touch me at night".The man didn't respond, and was busy as if he didn't hear.He didn't have the energy to wait for the reply, and soon fell into a deep sleep, falling into colorful dreams.

When Fu Jingsan was awakened by the movement around him, the bedroom lights had already been turned off, and Huo Yunjiang was buried in his neck, panting heavily.

"Huo Yunjiang..." "Woke you up?" The man's voice was hoarse, and then he grabbed his hand and brought it to his body, "Then help me."

"Go away..." In fact, he couldn't refuse.

He didn't know how Huo Yunjiang cultivated his skills, saying anything inhumane was so natural.Obviously, I have never stopped swearing at him for so many years; but Huo Yunjiang can't hear him, and he always maintains his leisure and calmness.

His attitude is as if Fu Jingsan is his property, no matter whether he is married or not, and how many bed partners he has around him, Fu Jingsan should accept it.

But Fu Jingsan couldn't accept it, not at all.

Ironically, he was obviously born in a dirty center and lived a life like a disaster victim, but in the emotional spiritual world, he became extremely cleanliness.

Huo Yunjiang's subdued panting sounded in his ears, but Tan Xin and Huo Yunjiang's wife suddenly came to mind in his mind.

"Huo Yunjiang..."

"……Um?"

"I want to throw up..."

"Endure..."

"No, I..." He suddenly forcibly broke away from Huo Yunjiang's hand, struggling to stick his head out of the bed, before he could finish a sentence, his stomach was already overwhelmed, "Ugh—"

Huo Yunjiang was startled, and hastily turned on the bedside lamp.

"Ha, haha..." Fu Jingsan lay on the bed and couldn't help laughing.

And Huo Yunjiang was standing in front of him with his upper body bare, only wearing a pair of gray trousers, bending over to mop up the vomit on the floor.His complexion was not very good, and he asked while he was busy: "What kind of disease is this, terminal disease?"

"You have the disease."

"Then why do you vomit?"

"If you want to throw up, then throw up. I told you I want to throw up." Fu Jingsan said, "I want to smoke, give me a cigarette."

"Go to the hospital and smoke again when you come back."

"Don't go."

The two of them started talking nonsense back and forth, he was too lazy to go to the hospital, Huo Yunjiang was too lazy to get him cigarettes, neither of them compromised.Huo Yunjiang was probably so sleepy because of his trouble, he sat back in front of his computer, wearing headphones, not knowing what he was doing.Fu Jingsan was really addicted to cigarettes, and wanted to smoke so much that he was irritable. When he became stubborn, he clutched his waist and abdomen in a daze, and got up from the bed wearing only a pair of underwear.

He leaned on the wall and moved out of the bedroom step by step like a snail, desperately gasping for breath to relieve the pain. It took a long while before he reached the coffee table and grabbed the cigarette and lighter in his hands, and then slowly moved back.

The ashtray was on Huo Yunjiang's table. Fu Jing walked over steadily in three steps, and sat down beside him. It took a long time to find a sitting position that was not so painful, and tried her best to maintain it.

While lighting a cigarette, he glanced at the computer screen: "Fuck, you're watching Korean dramas if you don't sleep at night? How old are you? Young girl?"

"How do you know it's a Korean drama?"

"...My sister is watching this too."

"Is your sister okay?"

"none of your business."

Huo Yunjiang's desk is very clean, there is a computer, a stack of folders, a pen holder, an ashtray, and nothing else.Fu Jingsan opened a certain document on a whim, glanced at the "XXX M&A Agreement of Intent" written on the title, pulled out the page as if he hadn't seen it, and spread the blank side on the table.He took the pen, randomly drew lines horizontally and vertically, and then passed it to the side.

The man laughed faintly, took out his pen, and drew a black circle on a certain intersection line in the middle.

Fu Jingsan followed suit, and started to do what they liked to do most in class when they were studying.

At this moment, the pointer of time was turned back by the simple backgammon. Fu Jingsan seriously thought about how to win this game of chess, as if he had returned to that boring English class.

When Fu Jing was young in three years, he judged others by himself. He felt that he hated Huo Yunjiang, so Huo Yunjiang also hated himself.Although they occasionally play ball together, occasionally have lunch together in the bleachers of the playground, and often start playing backgammon suddenly... He still feels that he and Huo Yunjiang look at each other and hate each other. Get along like this.

Until the last few days of the first year of high school, three or five male students who had escaped gathered around the table between him and Huo Yunjiang, and for no reason came up with the plan of "going to travel together during the summer vacation".

Fu Jingsan was lying on the table in a daze at that time, and closed his eyes when he heard the word "tourism", pretending to catch up on sleep.Fifteen and sixteen teenagers are all boys who don't like to play, and Fu Jingsan is no exception; but he knows very well that going out to play is equivalent to spending money, and spending money means that he should not participate.

"My family doesn't necessarily agree. It's okay if it's close, but definitely not if it's far away."

"It doesn't matter to my family, it's too expensive and I may not be able to get the money..."

"Hey, if I tell my mother that Huo Yunjiang will go too, my mother will agree..."

"That's right, my family is too... Huo Yunjiang, let's go together?"

There was a parents' meeting in the middle of the term. Not only the classmates could see the wealth of Huo Yunjiang's family, but the parents probably also had a deep understanding.Fu Jingsan was scoffing at these people and their parents in his heart, but suddenly heard Huo Yunjiang say: "If Jingsan goes, I will go with her."

"...Are you sick?" Fu Jingsan jumped up from the table, "Also, my name is Fu Jingsan, don't fucking omit it casually."

"Okay," Huo Yunjiang smiled slightly, "Fu Jing will go three times, and I will go."

As soon as these words were said, the gazes of several other people shone on Fu Jingsan like a high-power flashlight: "Third brother, let's go play together."

"No time, don't go!"

"Third Brother, Third Boss, Third Master, let's go..."

"No, no, no, no..."

Before they could persuade Fu Jingsan, the class bell rang.It was another English class that Fu Jingsan couldn't understand. He habitually took out the "backgammon special" exercise book, opened a certain page and handed it in the middle, ready to start a war; but Huo Yunjiang wrote a line on it.

——I pay the bill, you accompany me, shall we go?