disliked, humble love

The air-conditioning in the Red Fang's lounge is very strong, and Zhu Jie is making preparations.Pure black boxer shorts, bare feet, diving fabric with neoprene professional foot covers, looking in the mirror to find the feeling of being irritated.

It's very easy, the lights in the fighting cage flicker, as long as you think of Zhu Zhenhai and Zhao Xue, and the coach Ma and the team doctor who have never met before, it is easy to get angry.

Today is also his 19th birthday, and now Sky is one of the top 32, and he is on the standings.Once on the list, it means that you can participate in betting, and you will get extra dividends if you win or lose.

This feeling made Zhu Jie excited.Half an hour later is his first game on the list, which is crucial and directly affects whether thrill-seeking gamblers will bet on themselves.

You want to play beautifully and visually, but Zhu Jie wants to play faster, Xue Ye and Zhu Mo are still waiting at home.

Home.Zhu Jie looked at himself in the mirror, looking like a man.

The red door of the lounge was pushed open silently, and a person came in.Zhu Jie didn't care at first, only the top 4 boxers have their own lounge, and this one is shared by the red side.The man came in without saying a word, just looked at him casually, then leaned against the cabinet door where he put his gloves, and smoked a cigarette.

"Yes?" he said.The voice was very hoarse, as if someone had torn the vocal cords and cracked them.

Zhu Jie didn't move.It was the one who gave himself a business card.

Wearing a light blue old man Polo shirt, the chest is tightly sealed by plastic buttons, the old style is standing in front of him, and washed white jeans.

No one picked up the cigarette, so he took it back, a half-length thick black hair tied up high, showing a narrow face. "Won't?"

Zhu Jie still didn't move, and confirmed that he had an angle when he lowered his head, like Xue Ye.But when he raised his head, he didn't look like it anymore, a completely different face.

"Don't smoke other people's cigarettes." Zhu Jie said, if it wasn't for Xue Ye's angle, he wouldn't have said this.

"Sky?" He coughed, his lips were dry and bright red, "Desire, desire. Do you have any smoke?"

It was him.Zhu Jie took out his cigarette and knocked out one.

"Thank you." Shen Yu took the cigarette, but accidentally pinched it to his ear, and stretched out his hand again, "Who are you fighting with today?"

Zhu Jie knocked out the cigarette again, Shen Yu took it, lit it and put it in his mouth.He took a contented breath and began to take off his shirt, which was bare.

Zhu Jie turned around: "shot, do you know?"

He remembered Zhang Quan's words, Shen Yu, nicknamed Little Ma, the Cage Fighting Gu King, the winning rate of those who fight with him is very low.I don't know if there is a chance to run into him.

"shot..." Shen Yu casually opened a cabinet door, "Is your leg hurt?"

Zhu Jie turned his head back in resistance, shocked.

The skin is very white, the boxer with broad shoulders and narrow hips has a clean front, but a huge tattoo on the back, covering the entire lower back, up to the shoulder blades.What are the details? Zhu Jie didn't have the nerve to look at it, but he could roughly see that there was an upside-down red cross.

Believe in Jesus?Won't.Christianity taboos the inverted cross.There is a small circle around the right arm, which is a string of beeswax beads.

"How do you know that my leg is injured?" Zhu Jie asked, looking at him warily.

"Your first match, with seven, I watched on the third floor." Shen Yu spoke with a side face, the sharpness and danger on his face were piled up with a lot of victories, "The punch is heavy, You don't see much at your age."

Zhu Jie was shaken again by the moment he lowered his head, and looked up again.

"What do you mean?" He leaned against the cracked concrete wall.

"Shot boxing skills are average, whip legs. If you have an injury on your leg, prevent him from going down three ways and keep fighting." Shen Yu's voice seemed to smell musty, "Shoot upwards when fighting, his collarbone has just healed. "

"What the hell do you mean?" Zhu Jie punched the wall, and a piece of the peeling wall fell off.

Shen Yu carried it on his back, a pair of phoenixes wearing peonies. "I hit the collarbone. Shot has a dirty mouth and is good at irritating opponents. Don't let him suppress the rhythm." After speaking, he walked through the narrow changing passage and exited the red door.

Zhu Jie looked at his back and couldn't help it.In the tattoo on his waist, the narrow area is full of burnt fireworks.

Half an hour later, the card holder came to call people. Unlike ordinary boxing matches, the card holder worked outside the cage and provided betting data.Zhu Jie jumped onto the boxing ring, and the roars and whistles around him fluctuated and became very noisy.

Ring the bell, enter the cage, and lock it.

The lights came on, and the card holders on the red side raised Sky's nameplate high up. At the same time, Sky's number of victories also lit up, a very new rookie.The screams in the ears instantly became piercing, and the light fell directly in front of Zhu Jie, first dim and then bright.

Shot stepped into the cage with an arrogant and conceited expression.

If you have an injury on your leg, guard against him going down three lanes and keep fighting.The remnant voice of deep desire rang in Zhu Jie's ear.

He is also a boxer, everyone is here for money, can you believe it.Zhu Jie didn't think so, he didn't believe in anyone except Xue Ye.He clenched his mouthguard and began to move slowly, looking for openings.

Shen Yuliang, with his tattoo on, looked down at the octagonal cage on the third floor, while the rest of the people stood beside him and looked at him.The rookie at the bottom is making rapid progress, punching with brains. The opening of the shot was still the same set of provocations, with little scolding but extreme humiliation, mixed in Chinese and English.

Being irritated can be good or bad in the ring, the rhythm will be out of order, and if you are out of order, you will be beaten. Sky is a wild boxer, although he always defends, once he throws a punch, he doesn't take it back, and hits hard, knocking the opponent into a daze.

The speed is still fast, such a young man is rare, he has learned and practiced.Professionalism is the first element in determining sports.

He's not one to stay here.

However, there are too few dirty routines in the boxing ring. In 1 and a half minutes, sky was hit in the leg by shots consecutively.The betting scores began to distance themselves, and Shen Yu hooked his hand to call a recorder.

"Brother, here we come." A young man in a bow tie came over with a silver tray, "Hello, Brother Ma."

"Press Sky, 2 yuan." Shen Yu said.Not many people know his real name.

The recorder was surprised: "Sky is a rookie, he is about to lose."

"Hold and play." Shen Yu flipped a chip out of his hand, "[-], for good luck."

He's about to lose?Shen Yu felt that he was about to win.As soon as the recorder left, Sky had stabilized his legs and feet, and the test was over, and an unhesitating undercut hit Shot's wide jaw, knocking him over, and the back of his head fell to the ground.

The shot bounced up in a delusional attempt to open the distance, and Sky hit and hugged.This time, the strength of the punches of the two people is different, and the heavier one will win.

The only thing is that he didn't hit his collarbone, so he was very vigilant and didn't believe in himself.Shen Yu just took off the cigarette behind his ear when he was dragged into his arms by a shareholder beside him.

"I heard that you bet money on that handsome boy down there. In a few days, a newcomer will come from the Czech Republic. You can play a game."

"Yeah." Ever since his vocal cords were damaged by life, Shen Yu didn't like to talk.As soon as he finished speaking, Sky rang the bell with his black gold glove, and directly KO'd his opponent in his first betting match.

Won!Zhu Jie knelt on one knee, bent his right back thigh for a moment and almost couldn't get up.Shen Yu is right, this person's whip legs are very strong, if he hadn't deliberately guarded against them, he would definitely be strangled to death.But why did Shen Yu help herself?He raised his head, turned against the light, and looked at the three layers of densely packed human faces.

Shen Yu's face flashed past.

Jackie.Xue Ye had a dream. He opened his eyes at 7:[-] p.m. Zhu Mo was sitting on the other side of the sofa bed, watching Lilo and Stitch on the iPad that Tao Wenchang gave him.

"Does it look good?" He sat up and crawled to the bedside to turn on the desk lamp.Zhu Mo is very obedient and weird. He doesn't like to turn on the lights and is not afraid of the dark. He is very similar to himself. He especially doesn't like small animals. He doesn't even watch Animal World.

"It looks good." Zhu Mo nodded: "Brother, I want to eat cake."

"Let's eat when Brother Jie comes back." Xue Ye lay down for a while and turned on his phone.

[Brother Jie, I miss you, what time do you go home? ]

[On the way, lock the door, don't go downstairs. ]

Seconds later, Xue Ye was satisfied, and Brother Jie's profile picture was the playground of No. [-] Middle School.Zhu Mo was still looking at his iPad, so he hurried to the kitchen to cook, put on his apron, set up the pot stand, boiled the water, and made a pie like a top chef, and started serving noodles to Brother Jie.

I want to eat longevity noodles for my birthday, Xue Ye thought of his parents' tricks and beat eggs into the noodle soup.

After the summer vacation, he seldom thinks about them. It's not that the missing misses disappear, but the protection mechanism of the brain keeps him from thinking about them for the time being.Otherwise, any thought would remind him that they were gone.

Now I dare to think about it, my body started to improve, and I licked everything I wanted, so I didn't represent the school to participate in the competition.

Wash two tomatoes, cut them in half, and throw them directly into the pot to cook.Xue Ye tried his best, but felt that it was not fragrant enough. When the noodle soup was boiling to the happiest, he poured a third of a bottle of sesame oil into it.

Is it fragrant enough?Xue Ye smelled it, and it was so fragrant that he couldn't smell anything.But successfully summoned Zhu Mo.

She was still holding the iPad, with a big blue butterfly pinned to the mushroom head. She sneaked into the kitchen for a while, and then sat quietly at the dining table, thinking that she was going to have dinner.

Looks really hungry.Xue Ye set up another pot, boiled water, and plopped down 30 quick-frozen dumplings.

Is it enough for a family of three?

Zhu Jie was carrying his bag and waited for the door to open. Xue Ye's footsteps were already very close when he knocked the second time.The back of the right thigh was sore, the muscle fibers were torn in a self-destructive manner, and the surface of the skin was hot to the touch.

But it's not too serious, and it will be fine after a week.Zhu Jie took a shower in the rest room of the boxing ring, every muscle was still burning.As long as you close your eyes, you will see powerful and enjoyable collisions and jabs in front of you. It is as addictive as running.

"Brother Jie, you are back." Xue Ye opened the door like a door.Zhu Mo also rushed over to help carry his brother's big bag, learning to speak: "Brother Jie, you are back."

"Brother Jie, is that your name?" Zhu Jie threw off his basketball shoes. There were cakes and noodles, two plates of dumplings, and a square gift box on the table.There is also a thick stack of kraft paper bags, folded and pressed under the box.Prevent yourself from elusive hyperpnea syndrome.

Cakes are Xue Ye's consistent aesthetic style. Everything he can think of is piled up. It is estimated that the cake master will be exhausted.

"Bought cakes again?" He relaxed all over, and didn't want to get up after sitting on the chair.

"Buy it again?" Xue Ye couldn't help smiling, "When did I buy it? Wait, Brother Jie, did you remove the stitches?"

"I dismantled it by myself, and I don't feel anything." Zhu Jie shook his hands slightly, and before he recovered, he put on a few candles childishly, waiting for Xue Ye to light him, "You buy it for your birthday every year, and the one in the third year of high school is the most difficult." eat."

Holding the lighter, Xue Ye was stunned.

"Brother Jie...do you know that I bought the cake?" Xue Ye lit a few small candles and burned his fingertips, "I thought...you didn't like it."

"I don't like it, it's too sweet." Zhu Jie blew out all the candles at once, and Zhu Mo, who was happily waiting to blow out the candles together, was beside him, looking for Brother Changzi.

It was too sweet and he ate it anyway.Zhu Jie picked up the cream with chopsticks and cut off a piece. The beautiful cheese surface was destroyed, and the gap was slightly sunken.

"So many layers?" He laughed at Xue Ye's greed, fruit, jelly, whipped cream, and each layer of sponge cake was replaced.

It's really too sweet for athletes, and the calories are too high. Zhu Jie doesn't plan to take boxing as a long-term job, but it doesn't matter.

This is his reward for his 19th birthday. He has the final say on his birthday.

"On December 12 every year, No. 31 Middle School has an early holiday, and only the track and field team stays in school for training. Did you stuff the cake?" Zhu Jie asked.

"Ah? Ah, oh..." Xue Ye swallowed his saliva, it turned out that Brother Jie knew.

Every year, the small cakes are heart-shaped, and the baker is specially invited to squeeze a love with red cream, Xue Licking, you don't have to be a human.

"I'm still in love, it's quite nasty." Zhu Jie touched his mouth with chopsticks dipped in white cream, "Is it sweet?"

Xue Ye stuck out his tongue and licked it. He didn't like it either, but he ate it when Brother Jie gave it to him: "Sweet. Brother Jie...Happy birthday. I cooked longevity noodles, are you hungry?"

For longevity noodles, the oil flower is about 1 cm thick.Zhu Jie shook the bowl with a smile: "Do you think your husband usually eats too little, so give me a bowl of oil?"

"I'm afraid the cooking won't taste good." Xue Ye skimmed out the oil spoonful by spoonful, "Tomorrow, tomorrow I'll practice cooking vegetables, that's easy to learn... Brother Jie, take a bite, and the noodles will rot if you don't eat them."

Zhu Jie picked up the bowl, there was less oil, but every noodle was covered with sesame oil.Exotic sesame oil noodles.

Xue Ye eagerly waited for the answer. "Is it tasty?"

"It's... okay." Zhu Jie sucked on a piece of noodles, "No salt?"

"Do you still need to put salt?" Xue Ye stopped half-stretched, at a loss, "Then...Brother Jie, try the tomatoes, I even cracked two eggs."

"Leave it, remember to let it go next time." Zhu Jie devoured his longevity noodles whole, and only cut the tomato the size of his fist once.Perhaps Xue Ye has some misunderstanding about tomato and egg noodles.

"Where's my egg?" Zhu Jie had almost finished eating, and the bottom of the bowl was as clear as water.

"Impossible!" Xue Ye looked at the bowl, rushed into the kitchen, and brought out a small bowl, which contained two boiled egg whites.

"I forgot to serve it for you, Brother Jie, eat quickly." Xue Ye held it embarrassingly, his ears warmed up, and Brother Jie hugged him.

Zhu Jie rubbed the bridge of his nose with his dry lips from smoking: "Xue Ye, are you an idiot?"

"I am." Xue Ye licked the newly formed wound in his thick eyebrow, "Brother Jie, does it hurt?"

"It hurts." Zhu Jie poked his chopsticks in the bowl, "Where's my egg yolk?"

Xue Ye sweated in embarrassment: "Accidentally... it was boiled to pieces, and it was all in the soup."

"Nice." Zhu Jie stroked his bangs with a pair of sweaty hands, "It's better to eat dumplings. My legs hurt, give me a pinch later?"

"Okay, okay." Xue Ye narrowed his eyes comfortably, and was about to rub his palms.The pants of the two were pulled at the same time, Zhu Mo.

"I want to eat cake too." Zhu Mo stood beside him, "Brother is not good, I didn't blow out the candles."

"You..." Zhu Jie suddenly became speechless, "Where's your hair?"

Zhu Mo climbed onto Xue Ye's lap and sat on it openly: "Brother Changzi took me to cut my hair. My brother is 19 years old. Happy birthday to my brother."

Zhu Jie stopped holding the dumpling.

brother and sister.Zhu Jie has never understood what it feels like to be a brother and sister.But he remembered what Zhu Mo was like when he was born, hairless, bald, crying every day and night, crying so much that he wanted to smother her to death.

Memories became a hand, no longer a sharp knife. When he recalled these clips, some injuries were no longer there.

"Short." He cut a piece of cake and passed it to her, "Very happy."

Zhu Mo quickly picked up the fork, took a mouthful of cream and smiled so brightly: "Thank you brother, brother is ready. Brother Changzi gave me the iPad, and I will give the iPad to brother as a gift."

"Okay, the iPad will be mine from now on." Zhu Jie picked her up, lifted her high over his shoulders, and lifted her up to the ceiling, "You will be awesome if you grow so tall in the future."

so high!Zhu Mo was too frightened to move, and quickly swallowed the cake in his mouth.

After eating, Zhu Mo started to feel sleepy. The two boys helped her wash her face and brush her teeth, flustered, and finally put her on the only bed at home.Fortunately, Zhu Mo is very obedient, and he doesn't need to be coaxed to sleep. He has slept alone since he was a child, and he doesn't even need to turn on the lights.

It didn't take long for her to fall asleep, hugging the Lilo and Stitch that Chang Zi's brother bought.Xue Ye went to take a bath first, then Zhu Jie went, and came out with a bath towel around his lower body.

The leg hurts, so Xue Ye has to pinch it.

He walked back to the living room and saw Xue Ye wearing only CK, sitting in a T shape on the low sofa bed, playing with his black gold gloves.

Xue Ye used to wear Jiege's gloves secretly, but now he collides with his fists, feeling the internal impact. "Brother Jie, have you finished washing? Let me rub your thighs."

The author has something to say:

Changzi: My iPad somehow became Zhu Jie's?

Shen Yu is the subject of the next book, don't be deceived by his false appearance and force it stupidly.It belongs to the kind that eats 49 yuan from a roadside stall, and he gives 100. The boss asks if there is any change, and he gives another 1 yuan. The boss asks for 1 yuan.