I make your medicine

Four cars stopped at the gate of the grand event KTV one after another, and a dozen people came out noisily, among them two women and one man were still laughing and playing, their words and deeds were childish, but their faces were not so youthful.

"I'm smoking a cigarette." Li Che closed the car door, waved his hands at the few people who entered the KTV gate, turned around and walked to the trash can on the side to take out the cigarette case and lighter.

The man in the leather jacket followed him, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "Here's one."

"Thin, do you want to smoke?" Li Che held the cigarette he just smoked to his lips, and handed him the cigarette case.

"It doesn't matter how big he is, he's dizzy from drinking, so wake up." Huang Mingfeng took it unceremoniously, then lit the fire in Li Che's hand, and took a deep breath.

"Don't you fucking understand what I'm saying?"

Suddenly there was a roar not far behind, and the two turned around to look at it. A man with a small cut and a big belly was holding a leather bag, and with the other hand he pointed at a male waiter in a KTV uniform and yelled.

"My buddy fell, can you take responsibility like this?"

Li Che glanced at the man, frowned slightly, and took another drag on his cigarette.

"I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention to my feet." The waiter apologized and supported the drunk man in his hand. The drunk man bent over and wanted to kiss the soles of his feet. He seemed so drunk that he didn't leave a trace of consciousness.

The waiter followed behind the man, still dutifully holding the slime-like guest in his arms. He was tall and strong and looked full of strength, but this muddled man didn't cooperate. Even if he was strong enough to walk a few steps, It also became difficult.

"Who the hell is recruiting? I can't even help a single person." The man's voice was thick and thick, and it seemed that it didn't take much effort to make the entire open-air parking lot resonate with him.

"Pretentious." Huang Mingfeng sneered and sucked the last puff of his cigarette, and pressed the cigarette end to the top of the trash can to crush sparks, "Why are you so laborious to smoke?"

Li Che chuckled: "In the late Qing Dynasty, people like you had to be the ones who committed suicide after destroying cigarettes in Humen."

Huang Mingfeng frowned and reacted for a moment, then yelled at him: "Get out, hurry up, they are urging you in the group."

"Did you fucking have atrophy of the cerebellum?!" There was another curse, and the two looked for fame again, and the distance was quite close.

The waiter was trying his best to stuff the man twice as thick as himself into the back seat of the car. The man had no sense of cooperation, but the tall and strong boy couldn't hold back the man who was flailing around with his teeth and claws.

The fat man still held the bag between his hands and pointed fingers, using deafening insults to help the hapless waiter.

At this moment, the drunk man, who had managed to get half of his body into the seat, kicked his left leg, which hit the boy's side. His body suddenly lost his balance, and he fell directly on the car door, quickly supporting the side with one hand. The body of the car was barely sitting on the ground.

The car door was under force and bounced to the limit angle, so bad that it would not be broken, and the sound sounded a bit bluffing.

"Damn it!" The fat man was furious, grabbed the waiter by the collar and lifted him up, his face turned red as he shouted, "You broke my car door and you repaired it?!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention." The boy apologized, but his expression didn't fluctuate much, and his tone of magnetism sounded sincere, but I don't know if it was because his face was too calm. The fat man felt provoked like never before, and his anger increased. building.

He shook the boy's clothes vigorously with his arm, and shouted, "Are you fucking apologetic?!"

"Sir, if the door is damaged, I will pay for it." It seemed that the back collar was too tight and uncomfortable. The boy frowned and squeezed the white hand on the collar, and said, "Can you let go first? If you have something to say, talk."

"What the hell are you talking about? Are you an idiot? You've been causing me fucking trouble since you left the house!" The man tightened his grip and refused to let go.

The boy's watery complexion sank instantly, revealing a tension that was about to come from the storm. He said calmly, "Can you stop swearing?"

The man threw the bag into the car, pointed at the boy viciously with his index finger: "What's wrong with scolding you? I fucking scolded you and scolded you lightly! You mentally retarded thing, let me tell you, if the car door breaks today, you Don't think about it."

Li Che frowned, feeling that his ears had been polluted like never before. He threw away the cigarette butt that was finally left with only his butt, raised his leg and walked in that direction, but he was grabbed by his arm just two steps away.

"What are you going to do?"

Li Che looked at the person who stopped him: "It's annoying."

Huang Mingfeng said "tsk": "I'll go, at least I have a certificate." He muttered as he walked, "You can pay back if you go."

"Hey! What are you doing?! Let go!" Huang Mingfeng's voice was louder than that fat man's. Hearing it sounded like he had worked hard for many years, and he was very professional in terms of strength and voice.

"Who the hell are you?!" The man was getting angry, his scalp was not only not tight but swollen, he turned his head and looked over, and was stunned by his ID.

"Fucking policeman, let go!" He cleverly unscrewed the man's wrist, the boy was relieved, and calmly touched the side that was kicked.

"Are you okay?" Huang Mingfeng raised his chin and looked at the boy, he shook his head calmly: "It's okay, thank you."

"Police?" The fat guest's anger dissipated for half a second, and he was skeptical.

"What's the matter? Don't you believe me? How about I invite you to my place for a cup of tea?"

As he spoke, he walked to the side of the car and closed the Jingui car door that had been hit, and closed it again in front of the man, going back and forth twice, looking at him.

The fat guest calmed down, dodged his eyes resentfully and did not speak.

Officer Huang raised his eyebrows and raised his voice: "Be honest, don't cause trouble."

Comrade police officer Gong Cheng planned to retreat, passed by him and said, "Have you been drinking? Have you called a valet driver?"

"I'm calling, I'm coming." The man calmed down, with a bit of impatience on his forcibly good citizen's face.

Huang Mingfeng looked at the waiter who had been silent all the time, and without saying anything, he went straight to the gate of KTV. Halfway through the walk, he remembered the high school classmate he had forgotten behind him, and when he turned around, he saw that person was standing in front of the waiter.

Before getting into the car, the fat guest pointed at the boy ferociously, and glanced at the stranger who was walking towards him. He didn't want to cause trouble, so he got into the passenger driver unwillingly.

Li Che took out the remaining half pack of tissues in his pocket, and his deep voice was like heaven compared to that fat man: "Wipe."

Tang Ren stared blankly at the man in front of him, followed his gaze and lowered his head to look at his trouser legs. It was the dirt that was vomited by the drunk customer when he just went out.

The hand holding the paper bag was passed up, Tang Ren reacted, stretched out his hand to take it, and said, "Thank you."

Li Che chuckled, walked past him and walked into the KTV.

Tang Ren followed his figure and looked back, his plain expression suddenly paused, the brows of heroic spirit tightened, and the hand holding the tissue was touched back to his side.

"Why did you get the disease of being nosy?" After a vacation, he couldn't get rid of his obligations at the class reunion. Comrade policemen are already used to it in their bones, but his classmate has never had that sense of mission. Today is something new.

"That's a child, can you bear it?" Li Che didn't care, and pressed the elevator button.

"Will you be able to see it? Who would have thought that your legs and feet are quite nimble, and you walked ahead of me." Huang Mingfeng put his hands in his pockets and said, "That kid is a ruthless character, and accidents are easy to happen if you don't go up."

Li Che raised his eyebrows: "A ruthless character?" He apologized patiently after being scolded like that, the word "sorry" seemed to be stuck on his tongue, without any intention of cursing back at all, is this a ruthless character?

The police comrade shook his head and laughed, and patted Li Che's chest with the back of his hand before getting out of the elevator: "A dog that bites does not bark, this is all experience."

The two followed the waiter who led the way and turned left and right into a box. As soon as the door opened, there was a commotion inside.

"But it's coming, I thought you two ran away!"

"Come on, one song per person, order a song."

"Li Che, why are you so handsome!"

"You said that at dinner just now."

"Time is like a pig-killing knife, but it only kills me."

Li Che sat down on the empty seat with a helpless smile, and passed the wine in front of his buttocks before he was in prison.

Today's high school reunion, 54 people from a class of 46 people attended, a very rare number. You can drink some of it.

Tang Ren hurriedly dried his trouser legs with the paper towels sent by the customer and washed his hands. After rushing back to his post, he was unsurprisingly accused by the manager: "What have you been doing for so long?"

"It took a little time to send the guests to the car." His expression remained the same, with no wind and no waves, quite a bit deep.

The manager looked down on him the most. He had rarely come across such tough meat in his career. His majesty as a boss did not show a sense of presence in front of this person. After replying to the intercom, he commanded impatiently: " Go deliver the order to B76, hurry up."

Tang Ren said "Okay" with a flat expression. The manager glanced at him, turned around and continued to do other things.

"Hello, food delivery." Tang Ren knocked on the door of B76 pushing a cart full of food and drinks. The music and howls were so loud that he couldn't expect any answer from inside. He was ready to open the door as usual, but the door was The first to be pushed away from the inside.

Li Che stared blankly at the boy outside the door, then smiled and moved away.

The deepness in Tang Ren's eyes lit up a little, he took a quick glance at the guest, and then pushed the cart in.

Li Che sat back to the seat by the door, trying to avoid the cusp of gossip, but he chose to attract the wind, and his status as a school grass made it impossible for him to avoid it.

A girl asked across two classmates: "Li Che, are you still with Qin Yang?"

The few people who were close to each other looked a little embarrassed, and they all lowered their heads, playing with their mobile phones, and clinking glasses.

Li Che smiled: "It's divided."

The girl was unaware of the strangeness of the people around her, and continued to ask: "Then you are single now?"

Seeing the former school girl nodding, she said enthusiastically, "Do you think about others? What do you think of me?"

A girl in the middle suddenly cleared her throat, Li Che took a sip of his wine and said lightly, "Are you interested in changing gender?"

Tang Ren, who was laying out the dishes, suddenly raised his eyes and looked over. Li Che seemed to feel something, and his eyes met. The boy quickly shifted his gaze and continued with the work at hand.

He finished everything at a faster speed, pulled the car and quickly backed out of the room. Before the door closed, the lady with a heart as big as the Sahara Desert complained regretfully: "Don't make such a sex card." The female classmate beside her couldn't bear to pat her The leg whispered: "You don't say a few words."

The glimpse in B76 was the last time Tang Ren saw that guest, and he never had a chance to go to that box until the end of his night shift.

"Tang Ren, come here." Tang Ren, who had changed his clothes and was about to go home, was stopped by the manager. Looking at his expression, he seemed to be scolded again.

He put on his backpack and walked over, still looking calm and indifferent.

"Just now a customer called to report you, saying that your service attitude is not good, and you are clumsy." The manager had a meaningful and expectant smile on the corner of his mouth, but he couldn't see it from the young man's face after a few seconds. After a little change, the smile froze immediately, and the tone sank: "You know our regulations, and the slip for deducting wages has been handed in, so you can take care of it yourself."

Tang Ren stared at the manager's gloating eyes, and didn't speak for a long time, until he saw that the hair was in his heart, and said: "Don't you want to verify what the customer reported?"

The manager was stunned, then laughed again: "Certification? The customer lied to cheat you as a waiter? Shall we give him a bonus? What is there to prove for such a thing? This 50 yuan will give you a long memory."

He stared at it for a while again, his unmoving eyes seemed to be suppressing something, his eyes drooped to hide some imperceptible gloom, and after a while, he returned to calm: "Got it."

After speaking, he turned and left.

It was seven o'clock in the morning, and the bus was full of office workers and students, and occasionally the phone rang alternately.

There is too much traffic on the city center line. This station is a high school station. Five or six students in school uniforms struggled to squeeze from the middle to the back door. When the door opened, the students said anxiously: "Excuse me, I have to get off the bus." .”

Tang Ren moved left and right to block his route, so he simply followed him out of the car, but before he got back into the car, the two doors snapped shut, and the exhaust slammed away.

Tang Ren: "..."

He looked around and decided to fill his stomach first.

"Sister, send me a hot and sour powder for lunch, add an extra serving of vegetables, the phone number is..." The girl's clear voice came from behind, he turned around and looked over, it was a minimalist yet high-end restaurant Hot and sour noodle shop - Mingchen hot and sour noodle.

He has never seen a hot and sour noodle shop like this, but it looks very clean, which makes people want to go in and try it for no reason.

"Sister, I want it too. Just add a serving of meatballs. If you need to make extra meatballs, please put her number on it." Another little girl also came to the door and ordered by scanning the QR code to pay.

A woman in a blue uniform sat on the table by the door and wrote down the children's requests, and said, "Okay, it's still the railing at noon, it's [-]:[-]."

The two girls smiled and nodded, took the paper bags from the small store on the other side and ran to the school opposite.

Tang Ren walked to the door of the store. On the left was Hot and Sour Rice Noodles, and on the right was a small rice bag shop. He looked at the clean front and asked, "Do you sell Hot and Sour Rice Noodles now?"

The woman looked up at him with a smile and said politely: "It's too early now, young man, we open at nine o'clock, do you like rice buns? You can choose the fillings inside, see if there is anything you want to eat."

Hearing this, he looked at the glass window on the right again. There was a long queue straight down to the bottom of the stairs, almost all of them were students in school uniforms.He also followed to the end of the queue, watching students walk up to women to order from time to time, and became more interested in this prosperous small shop.

While waiting, he saw the poster on the store door.

Looking for a waiter.

He walked up to the woman again and asked, "Excuse me, are you recruiting?"