Song Song

Before getting off work, there were only a few diners in the restaurant, and the conversation was thin and clear, showing a little desertedness.

Lin Xiaosong was carrying a box of sea urchins that had just been unloaded and walked towards the cold storage. He was small, and he was used to walking on his toes first, bumping and bumping, which looked very funny.

No wonder everyone always makes fun of him: "Songsong, hurry up."

Passing behind a certain man, he stopped deliberately and bumped the man's back with his elbow.

The man turned his head and glanced, his brows were slightly frowned, but he didn't speak.

Lin Xiaosong put down the sea urchin box in his hand, walked up to the man and stood there, tilting his head to look at him: "I locked him in the toilet."

"Liu Zhihao?" The man's voice was magnetic.

Lin Xiaosong snorted, "He scolded me just now."

The man obviously didn't want to pay attention to these trivial matters, so he kept busy with his own affairs without saying a word.

This is a man with a very handsome appearance. He is 1.8 meters tall and tall. He is different from other employees who like to get together to join in the fun. ", "Da Fei" and so on, only he showed a sense of alienation, and everyone is used to calling him by his first name and last name.

His name is Chu Yi.

"He finds fault with me every day, it's annoying him to death." Lin Xiaosong complained, his eyes lingering on the side of the man's face, he was infatuated for a while, and then secretly smiled.

Chu Yi noticed it from the corner of his eye, "What are you laughing at?"

Lin Xiaosong was still secretly laughing, his voice rose unconsciously: "I won't tell you."

Someone from the cold storage is already urging, "Why are you standing still, the ice cubes will all melt in a while, hurry up."

"Come here—" Lin Xiaosong hurriedly responded, moved closer to the man, and whispered, "Brother Chu Yi, I'll show you something fun tonight."

"Lin Xiaosong—" There was another reminder from the cold storage.

"Hey, here we come." Lin Xiaosong trotted over holding the fresh-keeping box tightly.

The colleague named Liu Zhihao was still locked in the bathroom, and the door slammed loudly. This guy is not very popular, and no one is willing to help at the moment. They all think that this kid deserves it and deserves to suffer.

Chu Yi thought it was noisy, so he wiped his hands and walked outside the bathroom, kicked away the mop that was leaning on the door, and the person inside came out with a sullen face, and spat: "Fuck."

Lin Xiaosong was helping Fatty Xu in the kitchen. When he saw two men coming in one behind the other, his eyes were a little frightened. He was too young to know how to hide his guilt.

Liu Zhihao knew it at a glance, he walked up to Lin Xiaosong with broad shoulders, and pushed him hard: "Did you do it!"

Lin Xiaosong staggered to the left for a while, and after stabilizing his body, he looked over to Chu Yi, wanting to ask for some help.

Chu Yi leaned against the door and lowered his head to fiddle with the phone, without any intention of getting involved.

"You have great skills and great blessings." Liu Zhihao sneered, his voice was deliberately lowered, and he was eccentric, "Follow him like a dick, and I don't see him giving you a good face. Go back and take a pee and take care of yourself. .”

"None of your business." Lin Xiaosong muttered.

Lin Xiaosong entered the society early, and came to Beishi to mix in the world before he was an adult. He looks young, and he always speaks with a shyness that has never seen the world, and his voice is not small.

Liu Zhihao was about the same age as him, a local, with a bullying personality and often said inappropriate things.

The two quarreled every now and then, even when they quarreled fiercely, they could still fight, and they would not give in to each other.

Seeing the two children staring blankly, Fatty Xu pushed Liu Zhihao away with his thick arms that swung the big spoon, "Go do your own business, you'll be farting every day!"

Liu Zhihao also felt that it was boring, so he turned around and walked away in a very aggressive manner.

"Songsong, send this plate to table 7." It was the chef's voice.

Lin Xiaosong stood like a wooden chicken, probably hurt by Liu Zhihao's words just now.

Fatty Xu reminded him: "Hurry up and go."

Lin Xiaosong lowered his eyes, digested himself for a while, and then ran to the chef's side, and picked up the plate steadily.Walking to the kitchen door, he stopped in front of the man.

Chu Yi put away the phone, raised his eyes, his expression was calm.

"I'll show you something fun tonight." Lin Xiaosong said flatteringly.

Chu Yi understood what Lin Xiaosong meant, and with a slight tug on the corner of his mouth, he agreed.

He is not perfunctory about that kind of "thing", but he is not as caring as Lin Xiaosong.

Around 09:30, the day's work is over, and everyone chats and goes to the locker room to change clothes.

In the huge restaurant, the cool colors are industrial style, the lights and shadows are flickering, and there is a lack of human touch in the past.

Lin Xiaosong followed Chu Yi as usual, washed his hands, changed his clothes, and took the S3 line home.

They live in the outskirts of the city, on the top floor of an old-fashioned community, with one bedroom and one living room about [-] square meters. Apart from the cheap rent, the supporting facilities inside are basically in an old state. Whenever it is cloudy, the ceiling leaks, and the sound insulation is not good. , Neighbors hardly have any secrets in the middle of the night.

It was almost a quarter past ten when we got home. Lin Xiaosong taught Chu Yi a "fun" lesson. He learned it from a movie.

More than half an hour later, the man walked into the bathroom barefoot.

Lin Xiaosong was lying on the bed, like a glowing red drunken shrimp, his small body looked a little pitiful.He was foolishly happy, imagining his life for a while in his mind.

It's also because of his youth that he dared to think about anything, such as houses, cars, his own store... and their little days.

The sound of the shower stopped, and Chu Yi came out barefoot, with only a bath towel wrapped around his lower body.

Lin Xiaosong suddenly sat up on his knees, hugged the man, raised his head and asked, "Honestly, were you comfortable just now?"

Chu Yi tapped his forehead with his hand: "Go take a bath."

"My feet are numb." Lin Xiaosong shook his head, feeling sweet in his heart, "You carry me over there."

Without saying a word, Chu Yi brushed away Lin Xiaosong's hand wrapped around his back, bent over to pick up the pieces of clothing on the floor one by one, and threw them all into the washing machine.

After finishing his work, he habitually leaned on the bed and smoked, as if he had something on his mind.It may be due to his personality, he has always been gloomy, others will never guess what he is thinking, even if Lin Xiaosong slept with him facelessly, and slept with him for more than a year, the child never really understood him.

Lin Xiaosong came out of the shower and wiped his hair. The man was still in the same posture as before, the cigarette in his hand was half covered with soot, and Shi Shiran was about to fall down.

The room was too quiet, Lin Xiaosong seemed to understand, and did not intentionally destroy the atmosphere, he sat quietly by the bed and cut his nails.

"Crack", "crack"... After about ten prunings, he suddenly let out a "hiss".

After some small movements, Chu Yi glanced at them lightly.

Lin Xiaosong was quite embarrassed: "The meat was cut."

Chu Yi squeezed out the cigarette butt with his fingers, coughed lightly, and stretched out his hand to him: "Let me see."

"It's okay, and it doesn't hurt." Lin Xiaosong put his hands behind his back, and leaned close to him, "Go to sleep, go to sleep, you have to get up early tomorrow."

As he said that, he turned off the desk lamp on his side, and soon Lin Xiaosong's small snoring sound filled the room.

Chu Yi didn't fall asleep. Most of the year he slept lightly, and his mind was always in a tense state. When he closed his eyes, his mind was full of the last few days in the hospital-the patient's hemorrhage after surgery, the family members' banners to make trouble, and Standby in the hospital.

He was really upset at that time, he wrote a number of self-criticisms, and the medical department spent three days looking for a conversation, persisted for less than half a month, and finally chose to resign.

Dreams are always mentioned in elementary school texts. At that time, I was ignorant and ignorant. I have been busy with graduation and projects these years, and I have been in the boring academic circle for a long time. .

In the second half of the night, Lin Xiaosong was woken up by urinating in a daze. The light was not turned on in the room, and it was quiet. After he got used to the darkness around him, he could barely see the man's back.

Lin Xiaosong turned on the light and called out "Brother Chu Yi".

No one responded.

The man was smoking silently, and there was a thick pile of cigarette butts in the ashtray.

"Brother Chu Yi, why are you still awake?" Lin Xiaosong walked over, without pajamas on his upper body, rubbed his eyes and said, "You can rest at home tomorrow, I will ask the manager for leave."

Chu Yi finally had some reaction, raised his eyes to look, then wrapped Lin Xiaosong into his arms, rubbed together for a while, and a faint voice came out of his voice: "On purpose?"

Because it was late at night, the man's voice was unbelievably hoarse at this time, and it sounded a little ambiguous.

Lin Xiaosong twisted a few times in a pretentious manner, leaned on the man's shoulder, and said with a smile: "I was woken up by urinating. Seeing that the light on your side is on, I just... came here."

The man's heart was tickled by the hook, he suppressed his breath, and directly hugged Lin Xiaosong into the bathroom.

"I'm going to sleep after peeing, and I have to go to work tomorrow." Lin Xiaosong was both happy and anxious, he couldn't indulge too much, maybe neither of them would be able to wake up tomorrow.

Chu Yi's Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes were like quenched sharp blades.

Lin Xiaosong squinted his eyes and began to calculate what time he should get up tomorrow. The next second, he was put into the bathtub, and the coldness of the bathtub made him shiver instinctively.

Although late spring has passed, the night is still a bit chilly.

"I, I'm going to the toilet first, I'm a little urgent to urinate." Lin Xiaosong said shyly.

These words are always disappointing, the man got a little impatient, and glanced over, "Forget it."

Feeling a little wronged, Lin Xiaosong stepped out of the bathtub and stood in front of the toilet to boo, and muttered angrily: "I was going to get up and pee, but I didn't think about it, so forget it."

Chu Yi ignored his childish words and walked out.

When Lin Xiaosong came out of the bathroom, the man was already lying down on the bed, so he also climbed up and lay on his side.

"Brother Chu Yi," Lin Xiaosong called out cautiously.

The man turned his back to him, and said in a hoarse voice, "Go to sleep."

"Did you lose sleep again today?"

"No."

"You smoke less in the future, okay?" Lin Xiaosong thought for a while, and then added, "Baidu says that you should drink more milk for insomnia. You should drink more milk in the future."

Chu Yi was about to fall asleep, and there was an "um" in his throat.

Lin Xiaosong turned over and lay down on his back, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes, thinking that he must find some folk remedies for insomnia in the future.

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