attacking short legs

After dinner, the three of them watched TV in the living room for a while and went back to their rooms to rest. Song Mu was still in the living room as his director.

As the winter progresses, the nights get colder. Duanyu’s community uses natural gas for heating. Now it’s the peak season of gas consumption. I don’t know if it’s Duanyu’s illusion. The room is much colder tonight than the previous few days, probably due to the low air pressure. The reason.

He had no choice but to wrap himself tightly with the thin plush blanket on his body, curled up in a ball on the bed.

Duanyu regretted that he didn't buy two good quilts during the day and came back. He blamed Lian Que for being dizzy in the morning and forgot about his business. On the contrary, the master's family had to suffer from the cold.

The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, coupled with the constant coldness pouring into his body, it made him unable to sleep no matter what.

Duan Yu glanced under the crack of the door, the light in the living room has been turned off, it seems that Song Mu has already fallen asleep.He fumbled for the phone on the bedside table and glanced at it, it was just after ten o'clock.

Duan Yu shook his head, picked up the plush blanket on the bed and tiptoedly opened the door a crack.He wanted to play tricks and get the quilt on Song Mu's body into his room.

Through the crack of the door, he saw Song Mu lying quietly on the sofa sideways, only half of the quilt was draped over his body, and half of the quilt had slipped to the floor. The implementation of the inhumane plan in his heart, anyway, it would be a waste for Song Mu to cover the quilt.

Duanyu swallowed nervously, the cat leaned over and touched the side of the coffee table quietly, completely looking like a thief.

He squatted down beside the tea table, first put the plush blanket in his hand aside, and was about to reach out to grab the quilt on Song Mu's body, when Song Mu turned his hand suddenly, raised an arm and pressed it on the quilt suddenly .

Duan Yu was taken aback by his sudden move, and took a few steps back without thinking too much, unexpectedly bumped into the coffee table behind him.

There was a glass half full of water on the coffee table. After such a bump, it almost fell off, but Duan Yu's eyesight and hand quickly held it up.

Lian Que was still up at the moment, and had been submitting resumes online to find a job. He suddenly heard the movement in the living room, and walked out curiously. He happened to see Duanyu looking at him with that panicked face.

"You are..." Before Lian Que could finish speaking, Duan Yu hurriedly shook his hand to tell him to keep quiet, while he looked back nervously at Song Mu to make sure that he hadn't been woken up. Then he jumped to the door of Lian Que's room, pushed him into the room, and closed the door gently.

"What were you doing just now?" Lian Que looked at Duan Yu with a puzzled expression.

Duanyu didn't say a word, but heaved a long breath like the rest of his life, slumped his shoulders and looked at Lian Que's bed sadly, and said inexplicably: "It's quite cold tonight..."

"It's much warmer than under the overpass." Lian Que smiled. He didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Duanyu's gourd. What he said, he followed his words.

Duan Yu glanced at him, walked to the bed alone, picked up the quilt on the bed, touched and rubbed it in his hands, and asked after a while, "Is this quilt comfortable?"

"It's very comfortable..." Lian Que said, "It's light and warm, much better than my own bed."

"That's right, this bed is the most expensive in the supermarket." Duan Yu lifted the quilt and lay down on the bed naturally, turned over and stretched comfortably, buried his face in the quilt, surprised by Lian Que His eyes pretended not to see.

"Squeeze with you tonight." Duanyu said calmly.

Lian Que froze on the spot, the "why" in his heart didn't have the nerve to ask, this was Duan Yu's home, he was free to sleep wherever he wanted, but it was too sudden before and after.

But Lian Que still wanted to know what Duan Yu had done just now, so he went to the living room to look around and found the plush blanket that Duan Yu had left beside the sofa.

He picked up the plush blanket and saw that the door of Duan Yu's room was open. After thinking for a while, he took the blanket and entered his room, only to find that there was nothing on his bed except a pillow. Just wanted to understand what happened just now.

He smiled helplessly, returned to his room with the plush blanket, and gently put the blanket on the quilt on Duan Yu's body.

Duan Yu was taking a nap, and when he saw Lian Que went out and came back again, he turned his face slightly and squinted his eyes, and found that there was an extra blanket on the quilt, which was the one he left in the living room just now, so he secretly smiled, He buried his head in the blanket again.

In the middle of the night, Song Mu was woken up by urination, and hurriedly got off the sofa. Just about to go to the bathroom, he saw Duanyu's room door was open, so he stood curiously at the door and found that the room was dark. , I didn't see anyone on the bed.

He scratched his head in wonder, and glanced at Lian Que's room. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, opened his door secretly and looked in the room. He was shocked by this sight. There were two people lying on the bed, Lian Que slept at the end of the bed, Duan Yu at the head of the bed.

Song Mu couldn't help shivering, gasped, and hurriedly closed the door of Lian Que's room gently. At the same time, he imagined that the two men on the bed inside the door did something while he was asleep. What unknown deeds.

The urgent need to urinate from the bladder brought Song Mu's thoughts back to reality.He wrinkled his face and shook his shoulders, made a hissing sound, and rushed into the toilet clutching his stomach.

The next morning, there was a delicate atmosphere in the living room.

Song Mu didn't say a word for the first time since he woke up, he seemed to be dumb, but his eyes were like two monitors, and they kept turning around Lian Que and Duan Yu.

"You, you two slept in the same bed yesterday?" Song Mu still couldn't help asking, and went downstairs to buy breakfast when Lian Que woke up, and just returned home.

"Yes." Lian Que put the soy milk fritters and pan-fried buns in his hands on the dining table, and shouted to Duanyu in the bathroom: "I bought breakfast, come out and eat quickly, before it gets cold."

"Well, I got it, I'll be here right away." Duan Yu came out of the bathroom, and just met Song Mu's eyes with unclear meaning, and asked, "You didn't sleep last night? The dark circles under your eyes almost fell to the ground."

Song Mu quickly withdrew his gaze, rubbed his eyes, and said falteringly, "Big, probably..."

In fact, Duan Yu was only half right. Song Mu slept soundly in the first half of the night, but after waking up at night and found Duan Yu and Lian Que on the same bed, he tossed and turned, restless. I was worrying about something, but I couldn't fall asleep anyway.

"You don't eat breakfast?" Duan Yu picked up a deep-fried dough stick and looked at Song Mu in surprise. Among the major events in his life, filling his stomach was the number one priority.

"Eat, eat..." Song Mu sat down at the dining table with a dazed expression.

Duan Yu was just about to take a sip of soy milk, remembering that the last time Lian Que bought it was salty, he withdrew his hand.

"It's sweet." Lian Que smiled, and brought a cup to Duan Yu.

Duan Yu glanced at him, took a sip of soy milk, and said with a smile, "You are really careful."

Song Mu ate his pan-fried buns sullenly. If it was yesterday, he wouldn't have taken the conversation between Lian Que and Duanyu too seriously, but today, no matter how he listened to it, he felt that the two people's words were both inside and outside. Lingering, can not help but make him dream about.

He was also really embarrassed to be a light bulb on the dining table, picked up a fried dough stick and went back to the sofa awkwardly.

"Are you going to eat a little here?" Duan Yu tapped the plate of fried buns with his chopsticks, then looked back at Song Mu, "There are still so many fried buns."

"Enough is enough... eat it..." Song Mu forced an ugly smile on his face.

Lian Que glanced at him strangely, and whispered to Duanyu, "He's not quite right today."

"Leave him alone, I don't know what's going on in my head at such a young age." Duan Yu said, "Are you still going out to look for a job today?"

"Yeah." Lian Que nodded, "Go out after breakfast."

"You don't want to take Song Mu with you?"

"No, he can't do many things. I think he should go to school."

"Study?" Duan Yu laughed out loud. From the way he sees people, if Song Mu's head can read books, it can be regarded as the sun coming out from the west. "It's up to you."

After breakfast, Lian Que cleaned up the dining table and went out with his briefcase.

Now he seems to have become the nanny of this family, with one-stop service of cleaning and cooking, all-inclusive, and it is not in vain to let him live here for free, but Song Mu, like a young master, does nothing but eat .

"Don't stay at home, go out with me." Duan Yu had already changed his clothes and walked out of the room.

"Where are you going?" Song Mu looked at him intently.

"Buy quilts." Duan Yu said, "You live and eat here for free, so you must have some labor, and help me carry things later."

"Is there any bedding at home?"

"If there is no shortage, can I go buy it?" Duan Yu rolled his eyes at him, "Hurry up."

After the two left the community, Duanyu stayed away from Song Mu all the time, walking on the road as if he didn't know him, all because Song Mu went out wearing that unfit sportswear again, which made Duanyu feel His face was dull.

"Why are you walking so fast?" Song Mu ignored the gazes of passers-by, and chased up Duan Yu who was walking in front of him with a loud voice.

"Stay away from me..." Duan Yu frowned, turned his head and muttered to Song Mu in a low voice.

"Why pretend not to know?"

"How well-dressed do you think you are?"

Song Mu snorted disdainfully, and looked at his clothes: "What can I do? I'm also very helpless. How about you accompany me to get my clothes back?"

"Why do you let me go with you?"

"Don't you know how to box? That way I don't have to worry about getting punched again."

"Look at how promising you are." Duan Yu said coldly, "I don't want to see your 'scumbag' brother again."

"Then let's do this first. When I earn money, I can buy it myself." Song Mu put his hands behind his head confidently, and walked on the road carelessly, deliberately squeezing to Duan Yu's side, following him Walking side by side, for fear that others will not know that they are together.

Pedestrians passing by saw Song Mu's attire and cast sympathetic eyes. Seeing him wearing such thin and ill-fitting clothes on such a cold day, the passers-by's sympathy overflowed.

That is to say, Song Mu looks clean and sunny, with a unique youthful look on his face. Otherwise, if he is replaced by a scruffy middle-aged man dressed like him, passers-by may not know what to think about him behind his back.

The two walked a few stops and came to a large supermarket nearby.

There are many solar terms at the end of the year, and all walks of life are trying their best to boost their performance before the New Year. Various price reductions and discounts are in full swing.

Before arriving at the entrance of the supermarket, Duan Yu saw that the square was filled with various promotional booths. He glanced casually, and was soon attracted by the busiest car promotional booth in the center of the square.

He dropped Song Mu, quickened his pace and squeezed to the front of the booth, and saw two brand-new SUVs with two car models standing on both sides, dressed cooler than Song Mu.

The lower body of the car model is wearing a miniskirt with long fair legs, and the upper body is only wearing a sleeveless leather vest. She stands gracefully by the car door and poses, waiting for the baptism of the eyes of passers-by. Her face is always dedicated His smiling face remained unmoved by the cold wind.

In the crowd of onlookers, most of the men's gazes stayed on these few good-looking and proud car models, even Song Mu was not immune, only Duan Yu's eyes were focused on the two SUVs, until Gou Gou, as if afraid that the car would be snatched away by others.

Ever since Duanyu got over his car addiction, he has never forgotten his identity as a driver, and he has always wanted to have a car of his own, although he does not have a driver's license yet.

Duanyu looked at Song Mu, his eyes were locked on the car model's chest, he was so stunned that he even forgot to close his mouth. "Hey, your saliva is about to flow out." Duanyu said coldly.

Song Mu came back to his senses abruptly, subconsciously wiped his mouth with his hands, and swallowed: "Do you want to buy a car?"

Duanyu didn't answer. He glanced at the price tag on the bottom of the car. The original price was 198888, with a promotional discount of 3, and a super-valuable luxury gift bag.

"Do you have a driver's license?" Duan Yu asked Song Mu.

Song Mu smiled smugly, raised his eyebrows and said, "Yes, it's still a B photo that can drive a truck."

"Photo B?" Duan Yu frowned, "What photo is that?"

"You don't know?" Song Mu looked at him sarcastically, "Anyway, it's a driver's license that can drive any car. Why do you ask this?"

When Duanyu heard this, he felt ecstasy in his heart, grabbed his hand and said, "Then let's buy a car and go back."

"Now!?" Song Mu looked at him in surprise, "It's very expensive, almost 20!"

Duanyu grinned: "Money is not a problem, as long as you can drive it back for me."

Before Song Mu could react, Duanyu had already pulled out his wallet, dragged him to the side of the booth manager in work clothes, pointed to the black SUV next to him and said, "Boss, give me this car." one."

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The system always doesn't prompt me for new comments, I have to look through them manually, I'm a little confused, don't you all feel that Gong is too bitter and pitiful...? ?Why, I don’t think it’s true at all... At best, it’s unlucky (￢_￢)...