Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

Zhu Shoucheng stared at the "teaching plan" on the computer in a daze.

Yesterday's dream was too real, so real that when he remembered it now, goosebumps still appeared between his legs.

Whether it's pain, screams, or sweat, it's all amazingly real.The half piece of undigested sugar from yesterday seemed to be still stuck to the wall of his stomach, getting heavier and lower, wishing his stomach would fall out of a hole.

"……teacher?"

Now, whenever Zhu Shoucheng saw Chi Xiaochi, not only would he have no desires, and his tongue would be bitter, but he would also have the urge to run away for no reason.

If he told the outside world that he was sincerely afraid of the underage children whose heads reached his chest, it was because of a dream that had no beginning and no end, and he would probably be laughed out of his teeth.

...but only he himself knows that his fear is not groundless.

"teacher!"

Zhu Shoucheng woke up suddenly, touched his forehead, sweating with one hand.

Chi Xiaochi looked at him with his chin on the other side, with a smile that was not a smile, his eyes seemed to be able to see through all his embarrassing thoughts, but his tone was hypocritical and innocent: "Mr. Zhu, how do you solve this problem?"

Zhu Shoucheng couldn't stand it anymore.

He felt that because of that strange dream, he had hallucinations, suffered from heart disease, and was in danger. Even Chi Xiaochi's expression looked creepy.

His mind wandered until the evening, and he didn't find Chi Xiaochi's parents until they came back from get off work. He euphemistically expressed that he was not feeling well recently, and it might not be convenient for him to continue tutoring Xiaochi.

Chi Xiaochi's father didn't say anything, but Chi's mother beside him quit.

She said in a strange way: "Mr. Zhu, we can understand that you are not in good health. We are not unreasonable people, but you are going to take a rest for the whole summer vacation?"

Zhu Shoucheng was tongue-tied.

On the contrary, Chi's mother was very wronged: "Mr. Zhu, our Xiaochi is at a critical juncture in our life. You promised to tutor him at the beginning. We have been neighbors for many years. We are naturally relieved to entrust our child to you. But you If you can’t agree, it’s not worth talking. Now the summer cram schools that have to pay are full of places and no one is accepting students. The remaining ones are so expensive that we can’t wait for half a month’s salary for a class. Now you Regardless of him, where can we send the child?"

Zhu Shoucheng usually maintains his personal image cautiously, and his relationship with his neighbors is very harmonious. He has never even had a red face. If it hadn't been messed up this time, he would not have done it if he saw Chi Xiaochi's face. I regret such a thing.

However, it’s right and wrong, Zhu Shoucheng has been a gold medal teacher for many years, and he is used to seeing parents nodding and bowing to him, asking him to take care of him, but this time he was suddenly blamed by pointing his nose unreasonably, and he blushed a lot. Decently defended: "No..."

"Are you blaming us for not giving you tuition fees?" Chi's mother looked worried, "If you think so, just say it, we will make it up for you, don't make this kind of twists and turns, let's be parents Yes, is it done?!"

This was said so bluntly, Zhu Shoucheng's heart went up with anger when he heard it.

He usually gives the children extra lessons without charging money, because there is nothing to gain, so he never cares about the gains and losses in money.

Zhu Shoucheng never thought that he would get used to this kind of person who takes begging for granted!

However, he still wants to live here, and his son has also left the country. He can't tear himself apart with his neighbors and affect his future life here.

Zhu Shoucheng exhaled heavily, calmed down, and put on a humble look: "I'm sorry, brother and sister, it's because I'm not feeling well, so I'll ask for a week off first. After a week, I'll continue tutoring for Xiaochi, you see is this okay?"

Seeing that his wife had achieved his goal, Shi Shiran, who had been silent for a long time, stood up, scolded his wife a few words of "outrageous", and then flattered Zhu Shoucheng: "Mr. That's it it's settled."

Zhu Shoucheng replied "definitely" on his face, and he was so angry that he fell down.

Who is this family? !

But Chi Xiaochi's miserable family was chosen by Zhu Shoucheng himself.

Holding back a bad breath, he walked out of Chi's house, thinking, wait for a week.

When he slows down the stamina of this dream, no matter what, he must recover the loss from Chi Xiaochi!

Unexpectedly, at night, when he went out to take out the trash with his slippers on, he heard Chi's mother gossip about him with the conversation partner in the tube building.

"When we invited Mr. Zhu to have a good meal, he himself promised to give our family Xiaochi a supplementary lesson without taking any money. But today he came to us suddenly and said that he didn't want to do the tutoring, and he didn't ask why. You said, there is him. Like this?"

Someone half-jokingly and half-seriously said: "Don't tell me that your kid is too skinny, so it's not easy to take care of him."

Chi's mother spat: "Young Huqin, my Xiaochi has been earning a lot of money recently. Every day when he comes back, he tells us good things about Teacher Zhu. If there is something we don't understand, he even knows to play the recording during the make-up class. He said he would collect it. The heart test is high, and I will pass the test in the future."

After the women falsely complimented and envied him for a while, Chi's mother commented on Zhu Shoucheng: "In this world, what teachers are not teachers? After all, they just want money."

In addition to hearing the tightness in his chest, Zhu Shoucheng also broke out in a cold sweat. He brought back the garbage he was planning to throw away in a daze, and left it at the door.

Supplementary lessons...recording?

Chi Xiaochi has a recording?Why didn't he notice it at all?

Zhu Shoucheng remembered that he had tested Chi Xiaochi's bottom line and found that he was quite pure. He didn't understand most of the adult jokes he said in his words, and he was not very sensitive to the feelings between men.

At that time, Zhu Shoucheng was excited about this discovery.

He liked this kind of untainted little boy so much.

However, if someone overhears your secret words to him...

Zhu Shoucheng absent-mindedly took out the key from his trouser pocket, and was about to open the door when someone grabbed his shoulder from behind.

When he turned his head and saw Chi Xiaochi's unapproachable face, his legs trembled and he almost lost the key.

Chi Xiaochi held the garbage bag in his left hand and pointed to the bag under Zhu Shoucheng's feet: "Teacher, did I throw it away for you?"

Zhu Shoucheng grabbed the door panel, hummed hastily, turned inside, closed the screen door, and isolated him from himself, so he was in the mood to say "thank you" to him.

Standing outside the screen door, Chi Xiaochi looked at the three cards on Zhu Shoucheng's shoulders and made a "bye" gesture: "Teacher, have a good rest."

Zhu Shoucheng was so terrified by his laughter that he couldn't control his strength and closed the door with a bang.

Chi Xiaochi kicked his garbage to his door, and saw that the kitchen garbage inside meandered out a dirty soup and seeped into the crack of his door, so he picked up the bag of garbage that had fallen loose, and sorted it casually. Reasonable, slowly went downstairs.

That night, Zhu Shoucheng had another nightmare similar to the previous dream.

The protagonist is still Chi Xiaochi, and he himself is still weak, like a patient who has been injected with anesthesia.

He entered a place similar to an operating room, surrounded by only gloomy white and blue.He was lying on the operating table, while Chi Xiaochi paced around him, preparing the equipment.

The sound of Chi Xiaochi putting on the rubber gloves slowly seemed to be pulling Zhu Shoucheng's nerves.

Then, he took out an injection, gently pulled the injection plug at the end, and a mist with the smell of medicine sprayed on Zhu Shoucheng's face.

Zhu Shoucheng trembled with nausea from the mixed smell of alcohol and medicine.

He asked tremblingly: "Chi Xiaochi, what are you going to do?... What is this?"

Chi Xiaochi lowered his head, and the water light from the needle made his eyes extraordinarily bright: "Teacher, you ask this? This is called a testosterone inhibitor. It is very suitable for you and can cure your disease."

Zhu Shoucheng's face turned pale: "I'm not sick... let me go!!"

The change in the surrounding environment made him think it was a dream for a while, but in Zhu Shoucheng's perception, there would never be such a real cold light from a shadowless lamp that makes one's scalp tingle, nor would it be so strong that it choked one's nose. medicinal taste.

"Where did you hit it?" Chi Xiaochi ignored his feeble protest and pondered to himself.

His fingertips slowly stroked Zhu Shoucheng's scalp, and injected a tube of medicine anywhere on his head.

Even if Zhu Shoucheng didn't know much about medicine, he knew that there were very few needles inserted through the temple in this world.

The feeling of the skin being pierced by the needle tip made Zhu Shoucheng stunned for a few seconds before shaking his head, like a shrimp on fire, curling up and down, but still unable to escape from the range of the operating table.

Chi Xiaochi picked up the second needle, and sent the glistening needle tip into his scalp.

Without looking for veins and without disinfection, sweat dripped from Zhu Shoucheng's hair and flowed into the tiny holes where he was pierced, causing bursts of stinging pain again.

Compared with the sharp pain that penetrated to the bone last time, this kind of pain caused Zhu Shoucheng to be so tortured that he only had the strength to groan "ahhh", his jaw opened sorely, and his sour saliva flowed down. The corners of the mouth couldn't help gushing out.

After a few stitches, Zhu Shoucheng suspected that his head had turned into a balloon full of potions and riddled with holes, which would leak water or burst with a puff at some point.

"This kind of medicine can't be taken at once, it can only reduce the hormone content in your body." Chi Xiaochi leaned close to Zhu Shoucheng's ear and said softly, "It will take 15 years to completely eliminate your yellow waste. Now I inject it for you, It's the part that I didn't have time to inject before; after that, as long as your illness is not good, I will come to inject you every once in a while."

When Zhu Shoucheng was choked by the disgusting smell of fermented kitchen waste and sat up, it was already the afternoon of the second day.

He stood up unsteadily and walked into the hall.

The sewage on the ground was already greasy, forming a large dark yellow stain. Zhu Shoucheng grabbed his hair and paced around the hut like a trapped animal, his eyes scarlet.

There was a nest of lice in his hair, and it was very scratched, as if the needle holes were still lurking in his hair, but no matter how much he looked in the mirror, all he saw was black and oily hair.

No, the eye of the needle must be...

Otherwise, his hair wouldn't be so itchy...

Panting, Zhu Shoucheng picked up the tweezers and frantically pushed off his hair. Even if he shaved two pieces of scalp and saw blood, he gritted his teeth fiercely until he shaved one head until it was shiny.

He picked up the mirror and pointed it at his own head tremblingly.

The head is bright and clean, without a single needle scar.

His heart was a little relieved, and his stomach started to stir again.

Zhu Shoucheng almost threw himself into the public restroom, and vomited into the toilet.

He made quite a fuss this time. A seven or eight-year-old boy poked his head out of the toilet curiously, covered his nose and called childishly, "Mr. Zhu?"

Chi Xiaochi's voice instantly sounded in Zhu Shoucheng's ears: "As long as your illness is not good, I will come to give you injections every once in a while."

Immediately afterwards, there was the soft sound of the scalp being punctured by the needle tube, which sounded as if it was close at hand.

Zhu Shoucheng's trachea contracted violently, and a roar broke out from his throat, which was burned by stomach acid: "Don't come here! Don't come here!"

The little boy was startled by such a weird Zhu Shoucheng, and ran away.

Zhu Shoucheng's muffled shouts also spread downstairs.

Lou Ying was checking the tires of the bicycle. He raised his head for a moment when he heard the sound, then lowered his head again, pretending not to hear it.

Chi Xiaochi didn't even raise his head, he just stood aside and played with his mobile phone.

Lou Ying asked him, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Chi Xiaochi put down his phone: "Yes."

Lou Ying liked Chi Xiaochi very much these two days.

No matter what he is busy with, as long as he talks to him, he will put down the things in his hands and look at himself intently.

"I promise, I will make up your summer vacation." Lou Ying stepped on the bicycle, "Now we have seven days. Where do you want to go?"

At this time, they have countless places to go, such as video game halls, sugar stores, small shopping malls, bookstores, basketball courts, and if they want, they can go to the next town to watch a movie.

Chi Xiaochi jumped onto the back seat of the bicycle, grabbed the hem of his clothes, and said solemnly: "Go and have Brother Lou's future."

Lou Ying lowered her head and couldn't help laughing: "That's far away."

"The farther the better."

"Where to go, you have to listen to me." Lou Ying dialed the car bell, and it made a clear and pleasant ring, "Then let's start now."