Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

The next day, Chi Xiaochi woke up in a burst of fragrance.

In the direction of the kitchen, pots and bowls make subtle clinking and clanging sounds, and the smell of human fireworks is particularly reassuring.

Chi Xiaochi got up, put on the cotton slippers that were a little too big for him, and walked out of the bedroom.

This is the top floor of an old apartment in the old city of Binzhou, about [-] square meters, with two bedrooms and two living rooms.The community is not a very eye-catching high-end residential area, but it is quiet and the traffic is quite convenient.

For a single male, at a young age, with a car and a house, Dong Feihong is definitely a blue chip stock among blue chip stocks.

As soon as he walked to the door of the kitchen, the blue chip came out from inside.

Blue chip stocks: "Are you awake? How did you sleep?"

Chi Xiaochi nodded.

"There are disposable toothbrushes and face towels in the wash cabinet." The blue-chip stocks held the freshly fried vegetables in their hands and gestured towards the bathroom, "I didn't prepare everything this time. When you come next time, I will prepare a long-term set for you." living utensils."

Chi Xiaochi showed a cautious look: "Don't be so troublesome."

Blue chip stocks said, it should be.

While washing, Chi Xiaochi said to 061: "I suspect that Dong Feihong is Dong Ge's long-lost father."

061: "..." Actually, it was me.

Chi Xiaochi speculated reasonably again: "Otherwise, why is he so nice to Dong Ge?"

061: "..." Because it's me.

Chi Xiaochi spat out the foam in his mouth: "Mr. Six, what does this person do?"

"After you fell asleep yesterday, I went to check his situation." 061 said, "Dong Feihong, 27 years old, cartoonist, celibate, no bad habits, his father and Dong Ge's father had a quarrel when they were young. Not very happy, so I seldom contact him. He went to Japan to study and returned to China about three years ago. He had an accident two years ago and injured his hand, which was quite serious. He planned to go abroad for treatment, but there happened to be several An internationally renowned neurologist came to Binzhou for exchange and study, but he didn’t go out.”

Chi Xiaochi nodded.

This explains the discrepancy in Dongge's memory.

When life is restarted, it is inevitable that there will be some changes.

If Dong Feihong went abroad to manage his affairs, he would not be able to return for a year or so.

If he took the opportunity to settle abroad because of this, it wouldn't be surprising that he didn't show up when Dong Ge was most difficult.

He nodded: "Success. I see."

061: "..." Phew, it's hidden.

After Chi Xiaochi finished washing, Dong Feihong also brought a plate of shredded potatoes to the table.

The chopped green onion was fried by the oil and the edges were slightly rolled up. Scattered peppers were garnished on the bright yellow and even thick potato shreds. The two sets of bowls and chopsticks were neatly arranged. Stem rice porridge, the rice grains are almost melted.

Dong Feihong said: "You cooked the rice yesterday while you were sleeping, and let it dry for a while, it should no longer burn your mouth."

After Chi Xiaochi picked up the chopsticks, he said again: "When your sports school has nothing to do on Saturdays and Sundays, you can come to live at my uncle's house. You left home at such a young age, and you didn't say anything, and you didn't feel at ease. Uncle here, there is a home-cooked hot meal to eat, and a warm home to return to. What do you think?"

Chi Xiaochi pondered.

For this "uncle" who appeared out of nowhere, he still couldn't fully believe it.

But if he is sincere, the appearance of this uncle will definitely be beneficial and harmless to Dong Ge's growth and education.

He was not in a hurry to answer, picked up a chopstick of potatoes and put them in his mouth.

Then he froze and looked up at Dong Feihong.

061 and Dong Feihong asked at almost the same time: "What's wrong?"

Dong Feihong tried the taste of potato shreds with chopsticks: "...the taste is not bad."

Chi Xiaochi swallowed what was in his mouth: "I have eaten chili."

Dong Feihong smiled, got up and went to the water dispenser to get a cup of warm white water: "Eat slowly, don't worry."

Chi Xiaochi nodded silently, but sped up his movements and ate all the food on the table without making a sound.

When Dong Feihong and Chi Xiaochi went downstairs and got into the car together, he continued the question that was interrupted just now: "After the training is over on Friday afternoon, shall I pick you up?"

Chi Xiaochi fastened his seat belt, and said in Dongge's tone: "...I want to train."

"It's good to have Zhang and Chi." Dong Feihong said, "There is an ice skating rink near my home. The owner there is my junior high school classmate."

The houses are all built, and it is not a big problem to build a skating rink.

Chi Xiaochi thought for a while before nodding his head slightly, which was regarded as his approval of Dong Feihong's proposal.

Dong Feihong smiled, leaned over, and tightened Chi Xiaochi's scarf: "The car is a bit old, and the air conditioner is not working well, so don't catch a cold."

Chi Xiaochi lowered his eyelashes, and the long soft and curled eyelashes concealed a little gloom in his eyes.

Watching Chi Xiaochi enter the sports school, Dong Feihong got into the car, wiped off the moisture from the car windows, and prepared to find a place where there was no one without a camera, and then perform the human evaporation.

Inadvertently, he found a few senior high school Shamates poking their heads in the alley across the road in the distance, staring at Dongge's back and pointing.

Then they retracted their turtle heads back into the alley.

"He, that kid, he beat my brother yesterday."

"It's just the second chair of the motherfucker? One picks four?"

"Pure enough."

"Isn't it? It's fucking pissing. My brother is also a coward, and told me not to trouble him, he was covered by someone. Pooh, bear bag. I'm going to bully him? He's ashamed of my brother, then It’s just that you can’t get along with me, can this matter be counted?”

"Then shall we kill him?"

"Fine. Don't screw it up to death. After all, this guy is an athlete. If he's completely disabled, the brothers won't be able to fall behind. Just cut him off."

"This school is well managed, so don't let me in."

"Is there any child at this age who doesn't slip away and play truant?"

"Yes, let your brother keep an eye on us. He is always alone. ... Who is there?!"

Several people were chatting excitedly, but they heard a tall fat man with silver hair yelled.

He pointed to the alley and said, "There was a figure over there just now."

The others looked in the direction he pointed, but saw nothing.

Xue Yibo's elder brother curled his lips: "You are fucking lame."

The silver-haired fat man had always been facing the entrance of the alley. He had noticed an unusually shaped shadow at the entrance of the alley two or three minutes ago, but he didn't think in the direction of "someone".

But just now, the shadow moved.

In order to confirm his statement, he hurried to the entrance of the alley, and looked out with his head——

There are several foam boxes stacked at the entrance of the alley.

When the fat man was ridiculed by the group, Dong Feihong appeared in the driver's seat of the car.

——Dong Ge was bullied enough by Xue Yibo in the past, and his brother had no room to intervene, so there was no such a play at all.

Looking at the fat man scratching the back of his head with a puzzled expression from a distance, Dong Feihong started the car and drove in a random direction.

Chi Xiaochi changed into a set of golden-red training clothes today and came to the training ground.

The moment he put on the skates, an extremely strange feeling ignited in Chi Xiaochi's heart.

...as if willingly put on those cursed red dancing shoes in a fairy tale, preferring to burn and turn into ashes, rather than being the dust that is trampled underfoot at will.

Chi Xiaochi slid slowly onto the ice and said, "Now there is only one song that can express my feelings."

061 is full of sailors, Zheng Zhihua, me and my last stubbornness.

Chi Xiaochi sang: "If you are a fire bird, I must be that flame, surround you, surround you, burn you, burn you, yeah."

061: "..." Reasonable, speak as you speak, why sing.

Especially the last two, which can be called a stroke of genius. 061 was defeated, so the whole system is not very good.

Distracted by trifles and suffering from the devil's voice, 061 forgot about the abnormality of Chi Xiaochi at the dinner table in the morning.

And Chi Xiaochi also followed the instinct of this body and devoted himself to training.

In the sports school, training and cultural lessons are intertwined. Considering the physical condition of these children, the school stipulates that the daily ice time should not exceed three hours.

However, driven by instinct, Chi Xiaochi jumped all the way to the coach to urge him.

During this period, he repeated the same action.

4T.

The action that had knocked him out of the jump.

He mechanically repeated this action over and over again in the corner of the ice rink, jumping, falling, jumping, falling again.

A child's body is flexible and light, so it doesn't hurt very much to fall, and the skills of preventing falls are mastered by every skater.

But every time he came into contact with the hard ice surface, surrounded by the smell of ice grits, Chi Xiaochi felt an urge to cry.

This desire and obsession comes from the person inside him.

His crazy performance is of course a joke in the eyes of others.

When a coach passed by, he saw him practicing 4T, and he said loudly: "Who is that! If you can't dance, don't dance! You want to jump before you learn how to walk?? Who is to blame for falling to death!?"

Chi Xiaochi didn't speak.

He retreated with his right foot, and the outer blade of the skate made a circular white mark on the ice.

Immediately, he jumped up, like a starling in the forest, and the silver chain on his wrist drew a smooth silver light in a perfect four-circle rotation.

When it landed on the ice smoothly, the ice blade knocked out jade-like ice flakes on the ice.

He slid two steps forward, facing the coach who had just sneered, drew a semicircle with one hand, placed his palm on his abdomen, and bowed gracefully.

The coach didn't react at all, and didn't take a breath until Chi Xiaochi rowed away.

...He actually jumped a complete 4T move that is difficult for anyone to achieve perfectly in international competitions?

After today's training.

Chi Xiaochi slid to the sidelines, took off his skates, and walked to the locker room with them.

The surging instinct belonged to Dong Ge in his body, but Chi Xiaochi bore the fatigue for him.

When we arrived at the warm dressing room, the temperature difference between inside and outside interacted with each other, and Chi Xiaochi's head began to emit white steam, which was very miraculous.

Almost every child in the locker room has such a fairy-like appearance.

He sat down, sweated off his training clothes, and talked to Dongge in his body: "We did a good job, didn't we?"

Hearing such a proud yet gentle tone, 061 pursed his lips and smiled.

It's really hard not to like Chi Xiaochi like this.

However, Chi Xiaochi was not used to such intense training, and his physical exhaustion directly affected his spirit.

So, in English class an hour later, he lay down.

Even when he was asleep, his feet were still imitating the shifting of dance steps uncontrollably under the table.

He had a dream, dreaming about things when he was young.

At that time, he often did homework with Lou Ying.

In the eyes of many people, Lou Ying cannot be regarded as a master of learning, but a god of learning.

He takes the first place all the year round, and the first place always falls behind No.2 by more than [-] points.

Many people said that they wanted to open his head to see what was inside.After all, it is really unfair that a person who picks up garbage as his main job and studies as a side job can still pass the exam like this.

However, Chi Xiaochi at that time didn't have a deep feeling about it.

He is two years younger than Lou Ying. In his mind, Lou Ying is not too outstanding. He is subtle and subtle. He rarely uses extra tricks when lecturing to him, and the solutions he gives are often very simple.

Only twice, he showed some clues.

The first time, it was Chi Xiaochi who couldn't understand what he was talking about, and asked him if there was an easier way.

Lou Ying said: "I have compared, and this is the simplest solution among the six solutions."

The second time, Chi Xiaochi's school assigned them the task of sorting out the wrong test books. Chi Xiaochi ran back bitterly and asked Lou Ying, do you also want to sort it out?

Lou Ying said, "If you want it."

Chi Xiaochi said, "Let me see the format."

Lou Ying said a little apologetically, "But I have no wrong questions to correct."

About two or three months later, Chi Xiaochi went to Lou Ying's home to play, and at the top of a pile of neatly organized notebooks, he caught a glimpse of a notebook marked "Wrong title book".

Chi Xiaochi immediately cocked his tail, picked up the notebook, and shook it at Lou Ying: "Brother Lou, you lied to me, you said there was nothing wrong with the notebook."

Lou Ying is repairing a half-dead radio.He looked up, then lowered his head again, and said in a gentle tone, "That's your wrong book."

Chi Xiaochi opened it in surprise, and it was true.

But the extremely rigorous handwriting with every stroke and every painting obviously belonged to Lou Ying.

Chi Xiaochi was curious: "Why are you sorting out my things?"

Lou Ying asked back: "Can you fix it?"

Chi Xiaochi, who didn't fix anything, immediately flattered him: "Brother Lou is the best."

Lou Ying took a small screwdriver and removed a small screw: "Say it again."

Chi Xiaochi: "Brother Lou is the best."

Lou Ying just smiled, and there seemed to be warm flowers blooming in her eyes.

After a long, long time, Chi Xiaochi would still think of those evenings, when someone shared a desk lamp with him and gave pointers in his ear. "You can add an auxiliary line here".

Chi Xiaochi was woken up by the teacher hitting him with a piece of chalk.

The teacher of this English class is a burly man with a height of [-] and a weight of [-]. He pointed to Chi Xiaochi's nose and said, "Little butt is quite tall, have you learned it all? After you learn it, you can translate this sentence." translate?!"

Chi Xiaochi stood up obediently: "Ms. Six. Teacher Six."

Teacher Summoned Beast Six: "Page 89, the third line from the left. The translation means, for me, who lives abroad all the year round..."

Chi Xiaochi read it over and over again.

In the last year, a group of people who had mastered English and Spanish in the world deliberately stuttered the sentences that were difficult for elementary school.

When he finished translating, the English teacher was also a little surprised: "It's awesome, I can still hear it when I'm asleep."

Chi Xiaochi lowered his head, resisting the urge to talk.

The English teacher asked him to sit down.

After being hit by chalk, he became a lot more honest, and began to draw on the book with a very serious expression.

061 looked around, and he drew a lifelike heavy locomotive on the illustration of a simple foreign girl, and let the girl have a cigarette in her mouth. After thinking for a while, he added a banner behind the girl's head.

"It's different to have a boy or a girl, and there will be no one for a child in the future."

061:"……"

He suddenly had some doubts about how Chi Xiaochi was admitted to that key high school and maintained the first place in the school for three years.

It happened on Wednesday that Dong Feihong came to pick Chi Xiaochi up for dinner, and the local sports school students could go home on Saturdays and Sundays.

Two days later in the afternoon, Chi Xiaochi waited at the school gate.

Because he didn't have a mobile phone, he couldn't make an appointment with Dong Feihong.He bought a shredded potato pancake nearby and ate it while waiting.

061 persuaded him: "Find a canteen and wait. It's warm."

Chi Xiaochi said vaguely, "I want to see him."

061: "..." Huh?what's the situation?

But since Chi Xiaochi thinks so, he has to speed up the time.

He looked back, and saw several colorful heads spying on Chi Xiaochi, who was alone.

It got dark very early in winter, and the parents who came to pick up their children gradually left, only Chi Xiaochi was left, waiting eagerly under the lights of the canteen.

Seeing that the opportunity was almost here, several shivering people winked at each other.

The leader is Xue Yibo's brother.

He confirmed the situation: "Up?"

There was no response behind him, but he didn't take it seriously, and walked towards Chi Xiaochi.

But the moment he led the way out of the alley, a hand stretched out from behind, covered his mouth directly, and locked his throat in his arms.

A deep and pleasant voice rang in his ear: "Hush."

The boy's hair exploded: "Oh, oh, oh!"

From the corner of his eye, he saw that the four brothers who had been trailing behind him just now had been beaten unconscious, and fell down an alley in a haphazard manner.

Two days ago, 061 couldn't confirm whether they were talking or telling the truth, so they didn't do anything.

Now that he has caught their current situation, he naturally doesn't have to be polite.

He stuck it to the ear of the frightened person, and whispered in a conferring tone: "Stop bullying Dong Ge, okay?"

The little gangster's eyes were full of horror, and he nodded before he had time to think about it, planning to avoid disaster first before talking.

However, in the next second, there was a vague scream in the alley.

About 10 minutes later, an old Buick slowly stopped in front of Chi Xiaochi who had been waiting for a long time.

The car window was rolled down, revealing Dong Feihong's gentle and amiable smile: "Wait in a hurry?"