Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

On the second day, He Changsheng failed to make it.

Among the endless stream of New Year's visitors, a Lou Sifan was mixed in.

He was very neatly dressed, and after meeting with Dong Ge's parents, he grabbed He Changsheng and dragged him to a secluded place by the ice rink and said, "Fortunately you are here. I was worried all night."

With so many years of feelings here, He Changsheng is not a person who holds grudges. During the sage time last night, he also consciously reflected on his mistakes.

He said: "I lost my mobile phone. I didn't mean not to answer your call. Sorry."

"I'll give you another one." Lou Sifan said, "Take it as an apology, okay?"

He Changsheng said, "No need."

Lou Sifan smiled and said, "We still have to worry about this? I gave you ice skates before."

He Changsheng said solemnly: "You can't mix money between friends. I couldn't afford it at the time, so I bought another pair and returned it to you."

Lou Sifan said, "I still have those skates."

He Changsheng nodded: "Me too."

A few words made He Changsheng think of the darkest time when he was young.

He looks feminine, with red lips and white teeth, and there is a natural brilliance in Panlai's eyes.However, his appearance is the most despised by boys.

The standards in a child's world are both simple and cruel.For them, being different is the biggest mistake.

When he almost began to doubt the meaning of his own existence, Lou Sifan appeared.

He rescued He Changsheng from the abyss, bought him a good ice skate that he couldn't afford, and said to him, why not try to practice pairing?You have to learn to go out and communicate with people.

Lou Sifan had saved him, so He Changsheng couldn't bear to see him fall into another abyss.

At yesterday's family dinner, Lou Sifan, who has always been gentle and kind, exposed the dark side of his heart in front of He Changsheng for the first time.

——He is jealous of Dongge, almost madly jealous.

In the past few years, compared to Dongge's steady improvement, Lou Sifan's state has stagnated, and even regressed. The coach has talked to him several times, but to no avail.

He Changsheng understood this dark side.

There are so few saints in this world, who hasn't had a dark thought or two.

But He Changsheng didn't want to let jealousy completely erode his friend's heart.

Lou Sifan carefully looked into He Changsheng's eyes: "Changsheng, don't leave, stay for the New Year. The provincial team is too deserted. If you don't have a good year because of me, I will die of guilt. Besides, you will die after the new year. If we are going to Finland, we will not see each other for at least a month..."

He Changsheng thought for a while: "Yes, good."

Lou Sifan hasn't blushed with He Changsheng in these years, he didn't expect He Changsheng to grow up like a Persian cat, and he can be coaxed well with just a few strokes of his fur.

He said pleasantly, "I'll go get your luggage right away."

Who would have thought that He Changsheng held down his hand and called out, "Winter Song?"

He thought Dongge was in the room, but who would have thought that a voice would hit the two of them not far away: "Senior."

The two looked up together and saw Dongge.

He was lying on the railing above the stands, holding a steaming rag in his hand: "My parents and uncle went out to pay New Year's greetings. It's boring for me to stay alone, so I'm here to clean up the ice rink."

As soon as he saw Dong Ge's face, He Changsheng wondered if there was something wrong with his body.

...My heart is beating, but I always feel a little out of breath.

He raised his head and asked, "Why don't you follow along to pay New Year's greetings?"

Dong Ge put it succinctly: "It's too troublesome to go."

Shaking hands, signing names, talking about figure skating scandals, taking out takeaways and then being coaxed to perform "jump one", it's the same show every year, it's more interesting than cleaning at home.

After finishing speaking, he nodded slightly to Lou Sifan: "Senior Lou, happy new year."

The corner of Lou Sifan's mouth was frozen by the cold wind: "Hello."

He Changsheng asked: "These days, can I still bother you at your house?"

Hearing this, Lou Sifan clenched his palm violently, and a small fire slowly roasted his heart, giving him the urge to scream and let Dongge go away.

Dong Ge tilted his head slightly: "If it's a senior, it's not an interruption."

He Changsheng: "Uncle and aunt..."

Dong Ge: "Let me tell."

After negotiating the lodging matters in a few words, He Changsheng turned his gaze back to Lou Sifan: "Brother Lou, if you want me to go out to play in the future, you can bring Dong Ge with you."

From He Changsheng's point of view, the communication between Lou Sifan and Dongge is still too little.

If you bind Dongge to yourself so that brother Lou can have more opportunities to chat with Dongge, you will find that Dongge is a very good child.

Lou Sifan blinked his eyes, and bent a very gentle arc: "Okay, Brother Lou owes you this time. I'll listen to you."

Immediately, he raised his face and smiled at Dong Ge: "Do you have time tomorrow? Let's go to the pool hall to play."

Dong Ge nodded slightly: "Well, good."

After seeing off Lou Sifan, He Changsheng walked to Dong Ge who was wiping the railing: "What else is there to do?"

Dong Ge looked up, not as polite as He Changsheng: "Senior, can you drive an ice cart?"

He Changsheng: "Yes." I learned it when I worked part-time at the ice rink in the provincial capital to make money.

Dong Ge said: "Then let's level the ice and pour water again."

He Changsheng: "Okay."

The two young men spent two hours leveling the empty ice rink.The corners and corners that the whole ice truck can't visit can only be solved by manually chopping ice and adding hot water.

Such a tedious job, but the two had a lot of fun doing it.

Dong Ge told him his experience: "You can use warm water of about 50 degrees to pour ice. If you can add a little milk in it, the ice surface will be smooth and beautiful."

This kind of knowledge may sound boring to others, but He Changsheng asked very seriously: "What is the ratio?"

Dongge told him.

In order to verify, the two ran into the house stooping, brought out a box of milk, mixed it with warm water, and poured it into the water tank together.

He Changsheng leaned on the side of the passenger seat of the ice truck, and looked at Dong Ge with folded arms.

He was wearing the most common black down jacket and blue jeans. He frowned slightly, showing a very serious look. Because the injection process was not smooth, he licked his lips, and the natural red lips showed a little crystal clear appearance.

He Changsheng turned his eyes away, and unconsciously thought of the group dance last night, of the close cooperation over the past few years, of himself waiting for him on the sidelines, and the people in the field dancing like spirits.

He thought about it, laughed, until Dongge called him: "Senior."

He Changsheng: "...Huh?"

In Dong Ge's eyes, the corners of He Changsheng's mouth were turned up at this time, and his cheeks were dyed with a faint crimson color, like a piece of delicious peach blossom cake.

Chi Xiaochi sat in the cab and said to 061: "Teacher Six, next time Lou Sifan's regret is full, let's go."

061: "...don't save more?"

Chi Xiaochi Education 061: "Teacher Six, you must learn to be content as a human being and a system."

061: "..." Who is the person who exchanged half of the warehouse card?

at the same time.

In a coffee shop, Lou Sifan sat opposite a man who looked like a thin monkey at the door.

The man lit a cigarette: "I don't like my second uncle coming. The big family makes the house noisy."

The girl who looked after the store covered her nose and pointed to the sign on the wall: "Customer, smoking is not allowed here..."

The thin monkey gave the girl a sideways look, and pushed open the glass door of the coffee shop.

The sub-zero cold wind swept into the warm coffee, which made the girl's eyes go straight from the cold, and she trotted to close the door.

The thin monkey squinted at the trembling little girl, grinning.

Lou Sifan stirred the milk into the coffee with one hand, pressed a group photo with his right hand, and slowly slid his fingertips on the plastic surface of the photo.

The thin monkey stretched his neck: "Hey, the photo is really brought out."

Lou Sifan said, "Don't you want to see it?"

The thin monkey stretched out his hand: "Let my cousin see, which one with the handle is your best friend?"

Lou Sifan handed him the photo: "The first row from the bottom, the second from the left."

This is a group photo taken on the [-]th anniversary of the establishment of the provincial team in spring last year. There are more than [-] emerging leaders of the provincial figure skating team standing in it.

Cousin Skinny Monkey smacked his lips: "This girl looks very energetic."

Lou Sifan was slightly dissatisfied: "...he doesn't like others saying that he is handsome."

The cousin laughed twice, and puffed out two puffs of smoke: "I know. I have the target, when will you be able to take it?"

He stretched out his middle finger obscenely, making a poking motion.

Lou Sifan frowned.

Unlike himself, his cousin has been in this small county since he was a child, and he is called brothers and sisters with a bunch of sleazy gangsters. One day he went to this construction site to sneak some steel to sell, and the next day he drove a modified motorcycle to deliberately steal from the girl. They drove past with a bang, making them scream or curse.

Lou Sifan had always looked down upon his cousin.

If I hadn't asked him this time...

He frowned, showing a troubled look.

Cousin: "What are you doing, what if you ate shit?"

Lou Sifan smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up."

My cousin was immediately aroused: "What's the matter? People don't want to be gay?"

Lou Sifan said, "He was pried away by others."

"...Fuck me?" Cousin scolded, "Didn't you say that he grew up with you, who the hell pryed you, is there a first come, first served? Are you talking about the rules?"

Lou Sifan said, "Forget that he has the ability."

Cousin: "Where is he from? How old is he?"

Lou Sifan pointed to the photo.

Dong Ge stood in the middle of the first row, the position closest to the head coach.

The thin monkey glanced over, and then curled his mouth: "Damn it, is it just this little kid with a sloppy face?"

Lou Sifan spoke for him: "Cousin, don't speak so harshly. He is my teammate."

The thin monkey grasped the key point keenly: "He pried your corners, unloaded your tires, is this fucking teammate?...He also plays figure skating?"

Lou Sifan smiled: "Of course, it's not a bad game. It's still from my hometown."

The thin monkey said, "Yes, I made a note of it."

Lou Sifan was surprised: "What do you remember?"

The thin monkey stretched out his hand to take the photo in his hand, and carefully looked at Dong Ge's face in the photo: "Don't worry about it, drink your coffee."

Lou Sifan's face became serious: "Cousin, what are you doing?"

Skinny Monkey: "It's in my territory, so it's fucking bad to clean up."

Lou Sifan said anxiously: "It's really unnecessary, it's really unnecessary. What is this for? No one can force things about feelings."

The thin monkey flicked the photo with his index finger: "I've said it all, don't worry about it, ah."

Lou Sifan was still worried: "Cousin, I don't care about this matter anymore, don't..."

The thin monkey: "What a bitch, you're a bitch. Put your photo here first, and I'll take it back to show my mother."

Lou Sifan watched as the thin monkey put the photo into the interlayer of the backpack, zipped it up, picked up the coffee cup, and hid a slight smile from the corner of his mouth.

In the next few days, in order to promote the development of the relationship between the two, He Changsheng brought Dong Ge every day and took the initiative to ask Lou Sifan out to play.

There are not too many things to play in this small county town, video game hall, billiard hall, board game room, escape room, all add up, they have a lot of fun.

In the video game hall, Dong Ge didn't go anywhere, filled a small tattered plastic bucket with a hundred game coins, grabbed a crane machine with SpongeBob SquarePants and smashed it.

While fishing for SpongeBob SquarePants, Chi Xiaochi gave lessons to Dong Ge in his body: "If you want to give it, give him the thing he likes the most. The gift is not about the price, but about the thought."

061:"……"

I understand the truth, but why bother to make things difficult for yourself.

Seeing half of the 061 coins dropped, and the SpongeBob SquarePants in the claw machine were as immobile as a mountain, and none of them moved, [-] finally couldn't stand it anymore.

Chi Xiaochi dropped another coin.

The mechanical arm was humming, and the three-clawed iron hook wobbled down, only narrowly catching SpongeBob's right hand.

Chi Xiaochi said with emotion: "Oh, this iron hook is not good."

And in the next second, the weak iron hook was like iron tongs, and it grabbed SpongeBob's hand extremely violently, hoisted SpongeBob SquarePants up, and transported SpongeBob SquarePants to the exit tightly, before releasing it again. .

Chi Xiaochi stayed there for a long time before he happily said, "Mr. Six, Teacher Six, watch my micromanagement!"

061: "..." Good, good, your micro-manipulation, your micro-manipulation.

Dong Ge hugged SpongeBob SquarePants, ran to He Changsheng who was watching Lou Sifan playing with his motorcycle, and said coldly, "I caught a doll for senior."

This SpongeBob SquarePants is very poorly made, the nose is not the nose and the eyes are not the eyes, but He Changsheng held it in his arms, feeling a little sweet in his heart.

...He had actually been peeking at Dong Ge just now.

He obviously can't fish.

Looking at Dong Ge's unyielding little eyes, his heart softened so much.

It's the same on ice...

He said, "Thank you, I like it very much."

He felt that this sentence could not fully express his feelings, so he added another sentence: "...I like it very much."

Lou Sifan sat on the vibrating and roaring motorcycle, staring at the front as if with no other focus.

And just a dozen meters away, a group of little miscellaneous hairs stopped looking at Dong Ge and walked out of the video game hall.