Dangerous game

For a while, the news of Shen Wen's two marriages shattered dominated the local headlines. Many speculative media revealed that the man cheated and the woman had no choice but to end the relationship. Pursue true love.

True or false is nothing more than a joke, ordinary people don't pay attention to the truth, as for Jiangbei, his reaction is more extreme, and he is in a state of excitement for several days.

It's summer, and the business of barbecue stalls is booming. This year, it happens to catch up with the World Cup. Young men, big and small, gather on the street to drink and eat skewers. Regardless of whether they know football or not, they always have to face the risk of disturbing the people in the middle of the night. Throat, "Strike—"

What a fart, understand it.

Jiang Bei cast a blank stare at the buddy in front of him. Today's "evening banquet" was arranged by him, and he was the one who invited the guests. It was nothing but to celebrate Shen Munan being dumped. If it wasn't for the limited money in his pocket, He had to throw a city party.

Ouyang Xiaocong's mouth was full of greasy food, and he looked at Jiangbei with infinite tenderness. This kid's life has been rough, and no one has ever invited him to dinner when he grew up.

Jiang Bei kicked him under the table, "Go, change the channel for me, I want to watch local entertainment."

Ouyang Xiaocong was short-spoken, so he went to ask the boss for the remote control.

The channel jumps from cctv5 to Beishi No. [-]. The players' green courts are gone, replaced by gaudy corner news. Jiang Bei stares at the screen with his head held high. The roasted kidney in his hand exudes its unique masculinity under the night sky. Natural taste.

"Change the channel!" The man on the left slapped the table and shouted.

"Who is so blind!" Another man echoed.

……

Seeing that the war was about to break out, the boss hurried out to mediate, and asked Ouyang Xiaocong if he could switch back to the original channel. Xiaocong drank too much beer and was very stubborn. The table slapped, "No, our boss Jiang loves to watch this women's show! "

Now, the three of them became the targets of the whole audience's crusade, and twenty or so eyes were fixed on them. It was the first time Jiangbei had this honor except for being punished by the teacher to stand on the blackboard in elementary school.

"Where is the pheasant jumping around!" A big brother stood up, twisted his neck and sat down again.

Jiang Bei retracted his head to eat his kidneys, stumbled his upper and lower teeth, and accidentally chewed his tongue. He let out an "oops" and said in a trembling voice, "Quick, go and change the Taiwan..."

Ouyang Xiaocong obeyed, the barbecue booth changed back to its original state, and a group of rough men yelled, "Strike—"

Swallowing mountains and rivers, extremely vulgar, but it has become an ordinary day that Jiangbei has cherished countless times since.

I don’t know how many watts the lightbulbs in the boss’s house are. The dim yellow halo falls on everyone’s face. Everyone has a pure face. The big silly nostrils are blurred out of the surrounding contours, and they are obviously smaller. He is much handsomer than before.

Jiang Bei sneaked a few glances and always lowered his head to take a sip of beer. He repeated this process until Zhou Ming caught him on the spot.

"What are you looking at me for?"

Jiang Bei pretended to be stupid: "I saw you, no, I think the tree behind you is quite tall."

Zhou Ming turned his head to look. There was indeed a tall locust tree behind him. The shadow of the tree was whirling, and the leaves were rustling. It must be cool in this area when the sky is bright and the sun is bright.

"It's quite high, probably hundreds of years old."

"That's right, I didn't lie to you." The voice became lower and lower, and Jiang Bei immersed himself in eating a bunch of roasted leeks for strengthening yang.

Ouyang Xiaocong "twittered" a few times, thinking that the two of them were too boring, once he went straight into their bedroom without knocking on the door, good guy, one sleeps on the bed, the other sleeps on the floor, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl are not separated from them. far.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, just after drinking for three rounds, Jiang Bei's cheeks were flushed, and he stood up crookedly, "You two eat, I, I go to the bathroom."

"I'll go too." Ouyang Xiaocong also stood up.

On the second floor of the barbecue shop, there is a simple and small bathroom, which is quite old, and the iron door lock is full of rust. The most annoying thing is that it only has a squat pit.

Ouyang Xiaocong stood outside the door and waited, knocking on the door from time to time, "Are you all right, you've been peeing for a quarter of an hour now."

Jiang Bei dawdled for a while before walking out like a little daughter-in-law, "What's the rush, I'm a tuba."

"Ghosts believe it." Xiao Cong sneered, "Wait for me, I'll be fast."

Next to the bathroom is the kitchen. The waiters come in and out with steel plates in their hands. Full plates come out and empty plates go in. These people turn day and night upside down, turning night into day, and their faces are full of excitement.

Soon Ouyang Xiaocong came out, within 15 seconds, which was one of the reasons why Jiangbei always felt that this person's kidneys were not good.

"so fast."

Xiao Cong was quite proud, raised his eyebrows, "I'm not you, I've been smeared with ink for a long time."

"Slowness has its benefits." The voice paused, and Jiang Bei emphasized clearly with his lips and teeth: "Hold-long."

"Hey, don't go, what do you mean!"

Over there, Zhou Ming had already settled the bill, and was just waiting for the two of them to go back together.

Under the joint efforts of the three people, the table was in a mess, the edamame shells piled up more than half of the table, the remains of chickens and ducks were piled up randomly into hills, and the beer bottles were scattered all over the table, the picture was really unsightly.

"Let's go, it's twelve o'clock soon." Zhou Ming said.

The silly big guy with a smaller nose, wide back, sexy Adam's apple, stylish clothes, perfect from every angle, Jiang Bei walked up to him and patted his chest muscles, "I'm treating you today, you are not allowed to talk to me Rob."

Zhou Ming smiled, leaned over and asked Jiang Bei if he wanted to buy some milk tea to take home. There happened to be a milk tea shop next to him.

Jiang Bei lowered his eyes in embarrassment, nodded and said yes.

In the past, Shen Munan remembered that he liked to eat sweets, but now that person is far away from his life, and immediately there is a big fool who remembers it for him, coming and going, it seems that there is no one missing by his side.

Jiang Bei looked at the big, stupid man standing in front of the milk tea shop, and was very happy. If the two of them could achieve a positive result, their class would finally be a pair.

He and the big fool.

a pair.

Jiang Bei secretly smiled in his heart.

"Just pretend." Ouyang Xiaocong said quietly.

Jiang Bei suppressed his smile, and glanced at him lightly, "What am I pretending to be?"

"You know it yourself."

"Half the talk, spoil the fun."

Ouyang Xiaocong was smiling with his face propped up, his small eyes rolling around, "You like Zhou Ming."

Jiang Bei scraped the road with his toes in boredom, and flicked his face, "Nonsense."

The silly man bought milk tea, and when he walked over, there was a gust of wind, and the light mint smell mixed into his breath, which smelled like the washing powder on Jiangbei's clothes.

Jiang Bei took the milk tea, his eyes swept over the man's protruding Adam's apple, gradually moved up, and finally landed on Zhou Ming's handsome face. Compared with Ouyang Xiaocong's pancake-like face, the stupid big man is simply stunning.

"What are you looking at?" Zhou Ming asked with a smile.

"What else can you look at, just take a look."

Ouyang Xiaocong made two "twitters" at the right time, very appropriate to the occasion.

"Let's go back." Jiang Bei put down his words and walked to the front.

The Sophora pagoda tree blooms, and the ground is covered with tiny flowers. The evening wind blows, the fragrance is tangy, and the sleepiness at twelve o'clock is swept away.

"Hey, can you walk slowly!" Ouyang Xiaocong shouted from behind.

Jiang Bei trotted faster, feeling so happy and full of energy, wishing he could run three laps around Beishi.

These are all things that happened this summer, almost half a year has passed since Jiangbei's last relationship.