Reborn you idiot

Zhang Weidong just attended a fashion brand endorsement event.

After the event, while there are still two hours before the next announcement, I plan to find a place to pass the time.

He was wearing a sleeveless vest jacket, dark green trousers, black military boots on his feet, and sunglasses as he walked carelessly on the street, with a high rate of turning his head back.Xiao Ba followed behind his buttocks, holding a red bean pie bought at McDonald's just now, chewing with gusto.

Xiaoba was surprised to see Zhang Weidong walk into a game room.

While Zhang Weidong was exchanging game coins, he quickly took out his phone and reported the situation: "Mr. Xiao, Brother Dong, he entered the game room and exchanged a lot of game coins. It seems that he plans to have a big game."

Xiao Jun was not surprised, he was silent for a while, and laughed out loud: "He still hasn't changed at all, I know."

Zhang Weidong really wanted to have a good time. In the past, whenever he was unhappy, he would go to the game room for entertainment. Once he was immersed in the game world, he would forget all his troubles.What he is best at is playing King of Fighters, he is proficient in every version, once in Guangzhou Yuexiu District, he can be regarded as invincible in the whole district.

Xiaoba can also play game consoles, but that’s all. Standing behind Zhang Weidong and watching him fight with others, his mouth has never been closed—Zhang Weidong is not only violent in person, but also violent when playing games. Under the control, Yagami is simply a crazy murderer.

Zhang Weidong sat in front of the game machine without moving, while his opponents changed one after another. Gradually, more and more people gathered around to watch, and some young people put coins into the game machine, waiting to play against him and compete.Xiao Ba moved closer to Zhang Weidong, so that the people around would know that they were together, and felt a little proud.

Zhang Weidong was fascinated by the game when suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder from behind. He turned his head, was stunned, and then took off his sunglasses.

"Ha, it really is you, big star." The man who patted him on the shoulder said.

Zhang Weidong looked happy, he didn't even play the game, got up, and punched him in the chest: "Dahu."

Zhang Weidong hasn't seen Dahu for many years, and he hardly recognizes him—Dahu has a black braid tied behind his head with a headband, the outline of his jaw is also full of beard, and he wears a The bright silver lip ring gives people a heroic and uninhibited spirit.

Xiao Ba was shocked again, it was the first time he saw Zhang Weidong being so enthusiastic towards others.

Dahu was not only Zhang Weidong's high school classmate, they also formed a band together at that time, and they were one of his few friends.

The name of the band is Baiyanlang. Apart from the two of them, there are also Xiao Jungu and Dahu's twin brother, Xiaohu.

In the Little Sheep Hot Pot Restaurant, Zhang Weidong looked at Duo seriously, and commented: "Not bad."

Du Hu glanced at him sideways: "What's so good? How can it compare to you? You even have a follower."

"At least it looks decadent enough, it looks like art at first glance, how is it doing recently?" Zhang Weidong asked.

Dug took a sip of the cold beer, smiled and didn't answer.

At this time, the bottom of the mandarin duck soup came up, and thick white smoke soon rolled up. The three of them threw the ingredients they had just ordered into the pot, and then started.

Seeing that Zhang Weidong only ate the spicy one, he dipped some soup with his chopsticks to test the taste, and he was so hot that he took a deep breath. He couldn't help but say, "You don't want your throat anymore because of the way you eat it?"

Zhang Weidong was taken aback, then smiled wryly: "If I don't sing, what use is my voice?"

Du Hu looked at him fixedly, then put down his chopsticks, and sighed: "I'm a bass player now, and I'm well-known in the industry. I'm out of town all year round, and I go wherever there are performances..."

"Isn't this good?" Xiao Ba interjected.

"What's so good, you can earn a little money if you have a show, and you have to drink Northwest Wind when you don't have a show. There is no guarantee at all. My daughter-in-law keeps telling me to change careers, saying that even driving is better than making music, but I can't bear to give up. Last year, The mother-in-law took her son back to her mother's house and refused to see me again."

Zhang Weidong lost his appetite, put down his chopsticks and said, "Dahu, it may not be worth giving up your family for your dreams."

Du Hu patted him on the shoulder: "I know it well. Don't put on a bitter face. Although we are not young anymore, we still have a few years to go, at least persevere, otherwise this life will be like this."

Zhang Weidong knew that he was comforting himself, cheered him up, and turned the topic to his old school days, where he found out a lot of embarrassing things.The three big men ate and drank, laughing and laughing, and an hour passed in the blink of an eye. Xiao Ba stood up and reminded Zhang Weidong that he had to make an announcement.

Zhang Weidong and Dahu exchanged phone numbers and bought the order first.

Xiaoba saw that he had been silent since he left the hot pot restaurant, and his mood was also depressed. After getting into the nanny's car, he stared straight at the window in a daze.

So he hiccupped and asked Zhang Weidong, "Brother Dong, what are you thinking?"

Zhang Weidong ignored Xiaoba, he was missing someone, Xiaohu.

Although Dahu and Xiaohu are twin brothers, their temperaments are completely different. Dahu is like a stinky and shameless bully, while Xiaohu is like a cowardly coward.The relationship between the two brothers is very good, and they are inseparable almost everywhere. Everyone in the band likes to play tricks on Xiaohu. The days at that time were full of laughter.

Later, graduation was imminent, and it was inevitable to part ways. They also said that the White Eyed Wolf Band would never disband.

No matter when and where, as long as there is a chance in the future, we will play music together and enjoy the whole universe together.

They are both teammates and each other's spectators.

It's a pity that the world is unpredictable, he encountered the biggest setback in his life, and Xiaohu bid farewell to this world completely because of a car accident.

A young and lively life suddenly passed away, and he was too busy to take care of himself at that time. He was depressed all day in the shadow of being raped and failed. He locked himself up and refused to see anyone. He didn't even attend Xiaohu's funeral. Duo cut off contact.

He remembered what Dumb said again, he is already 28 this year, how many more years can he last?But if you don't persist, this life will really be wasted meaninglessly.I don't even know which day, suddenly, like Xiaohu, he passed away in a hurry before he could do anything, what a pity.

Zhang Weidong pressed his aching head, and said in his heart, dreams are always beautiful, but reality is always so fucked up!

It's Black Friday again.

Zhang Weidong was sitting on the sofa, staring at the TV screen and distracted. The evening news had finished playing, but he had no memory of it.

Jun Xiao must have known about the fact that he had met Duhu, but since the other party didn't ask, he didn't need to bring it up.

The two spent half a day in the same room, and the conversation did not exceed three sentences.

At this time, Xiao Jungu put out the cigarette, reached out and patted his back and said, "It's getting late, go to bed."

Zhang Weidong came back to his senses, got up, walked to the bed in the bedroom, and took off his plaid pajamas.Xiao Jun followed him in, closed the door smoothly, and then joked with his arms folded against the door panel: "Dongzi, you are very active today, are you more impatient than me?"

After Zhang Weidong took off his shirt, he tore off his black bullet underwear: "Do you want to do it?"

Xiao Jungu's eyes fell on his two straight long legs, and then slowly moved up, staring at the firm and round buttocks and said: "Choose one, either let me fuck, or let me hug and sleep. "

Zhang Weidong became impatient, twisted his head and scolded: "If you want to go up, go up, how can there be so much bullshit!"

Xiao Jun was silent for a moment, walked behind Zhang Weidong, traced his graceful back curve with his fingertips, and then went all the way down to rub his buttocks.After playing like this for a while, he circled Zhang Weidong's waist again, pressed his back with one hand and pressed down, forcing him to bend down and lie on the side of the bed, then opened his round buttocks, and examined the tightly closed acupuncture point ,Poker face.

I saw that the color there was also clean, the lines were clear, and it trembled and shrank slightly under his naked eyes.

Zhang Weidong clenched his hands into fists, trying his best to endure his behavior, his breathing was heavy, and small bumps appeared on his skin.Xiao Jungu's fingertips rubbed and twirled along the lines of the entrance, but he still refused to go in; just when Zhang Weidong couldn't stand his procrastination and was about to protest, that hand suddenly withdrew.

"I'm not in the mood to fuck/you today, sleep." Xiao Jun said.

Zhang Weidong couldn't wait for it, so he quickly put on his pajamas, lay on the bed and turned sideways, with his back facing him.

Soon, Xiao Jungu also lay down, snapped his fingers, and the light went out.

Zhang Weidong lay stiffly on the bed, motionless, as usual, without the help of medicine, he was unable to fall asleep for a long time.

So he began to think wildly, involuntarily.

For some reason, since New Year's Day, Xiao Jun did not have sex/relationship with him again.This is very good, if Xiao Jun cheated him, or found a suitable bed partner, it would be even better.If this is the case, can he be liberated early?

As always, Zhang Weidong felt a little more relaxed, but at the same time he thought that this was impossible.

I can't say why, it's just a kind of intuition - it is impossible for Xiao Jun to let him go easily.

Zhang Weidong gritted his teeth, and began to hate again, feeling that the person lying beside him was not alone, but an evil ghost!

The whole night was spent in his cranky thoughts and various curses.

Its daybreak.

Zhang Weidong didn't close his eyes all night. During the day, he drank four cans of fortified Red Bull and finished his work.

He even went to the gym to sweat, took a shower, took off his foundation, and surprised himself when he looked in the mirror—the eye sockets were blue, and his cheeks and lips were pale. Is this still human?It's just like a zombie!

"It's so fucking ugly." Zhang Weidong commented from the bottom of his heart.

Even so, he has no plans to rest, because now is his free time, because Dahu asked him to go to the bar to catch up.

And Zhang Weidong hasn’t felt this kind of freedom for a long time—he used to sing in the bar every night, and he had to run around to work during the day, and he had to pay for his aunt’s medical expenses and his uncle’s huge gambling debts, even though he was so busy. Out of breath, but he is indeed free.

At that time, he could sing, and he could sing whatever he liked. For him, music was enough to comfort all sufferings.

Zhang Weidong turned off the phone, unplugged the battery, dumped Xiaoba, sneaked out through the back door of the gym, and then took a taxi and went straight to Bar Street, like a bad student who skipped class excitedly.