[Single men and women] No.12 men

Fang Qihong found that his new neighbor, that is, the tenant Qiao Mubai who lived next door to him, could always run into him inadvertently.For example, when he was drinking the Black Fang wine and waiting for the girl who was still addicted to the broken love in the past to bring him the things of her ex-boyfriend, he saw Qiao Mubai walking along with his pet dog Tony, and he was very happy. Unceremoniously grab a drink with him.

"Fang Qihong, if you can replace your perseverance in drinking with drawing, I believe a new building will rise from the ground." Qiao Mubai frowned tightly. Fang Qihong was completely immersed in alcohol, which destroyed him. The idea of ​​design is to use alcohol to stimulate stimulation, it is better to say to use alcohol to paralyze and paralyze.

Fang Qihong rubbed the little golden retriever's head indifferently, and changed the subject lamely, "Tony has grown up a bit."

Qiao Mu gave Fang Qihong a blank look, snatched the wine that Fang Qihong had just taken from his hand, and poured it into his own mouth.Qiao Mubai is not a heavy drinker and smoker, he just wants to drink more of Fang Qihong's wine so that he can drink less.Because he drank too fast, Qiao Mubai choked on the wine instead.

Fang Qihong helplessly helped Qiao Mubai calm down, and took the wine bottle from Qiao Mubai's hand, "If you can't drink it, don't drink it."

"You can drink, but don't drink anymore! You are Fang Qihong, not a drunkard!" Qiao Mubai calmed down, grabbed the wine bottle in Fang Qihong's hand again, and pointed at a pile of wine plates with the strength of the wine, "Look What do you look like now, down and out like a tramp, drinking heavily every day, your hands are used to hold a pen and draw pictures, not a wine bottle! You are not the person I am looking for at all, you are a loser addicted to failure! Open What’s the point of a company failing? Start another one! What’s the point of not being able to draw a picture, use more paper and brains to draw again! If you don’t want to stand up again, no one can help you.”

Of course, Qiao Mubai is not unreasonable, but he really can't see an excellent designer losing to a disgusting wine.After pointing at Fang Qihong and yelling, Qiao Mubai poured a small bottle of wine, wiped his mouth and led his dog away, leaving Fang Qihong who was trained and a pile of wine alone.Suddenly, Fang Qihong understood why he liked to be close to that girl. He felt that he and that girl had the same disease. She was immersed in the past of broken love, while he was sinking in the quagmire of failure.

Fang Qihong went out with the wine bottle as usual, and he met Qiao Mubai who had just arrived at the door. Qiao Mubai had just finished overtime work, and because he was more casual when he arrived at the door, he tore the tie on his shirt in half , the suit jacket was casually draped over his arm, frowning, he rummaged through himself for the key that he didn't know which pocket he had stuffed into.Of course Qiao Mubai also noticed Fang Qihong, he touched his nose and stopped his movements, "I'm sorry last night, I just don't want you to be groggy every day."

"It's okay." Fang Qihong's eyes didn't even know that he was more gentle and tolerant. For those who cared about him, Fang Qihong didn't want to hurt people, "Did you just finish working overtime?"

"Well, I'm too serious. I forgot to get off work. It's too late when I think about it." Qiao Mubai continued to look for the keys, and finally found the key in his coat pocket. When he opened the door, Tony jumped at Qiao Mubai excitedly. Beside him, Qiao Mubai rubbed Tony's head, "Do you want to come in for a meeting?"

"No, I have an appointment." Fang Qihong looked down at the excited Tony who was shaking his head and tail beside Qiao Mubai's legs, "It looks like it's suffocated."

"Indeed." Qiao Mubai patted Tony on the head, brought Tony back into the room, put down the unfinished design, sat on the sofa, and blocked the enthusiastic Tony, "Hey, I'll take you out after a while Play."

Changing from a restrained suit to a loose sweatshirt, Qiao Mubai relaxed and led Tony for a walk on the street. Tony, who had been holding back for a day, could walk with his master so recklessly, so much fun.

It was time to go to the place where I met Fang Qihong the night before. Qiao Mubai couldn't help looking down from above. Fang Qihong had indeed dated someone, and it was a girl. They chatted happily with an ugly horned frog. Mubai stopped involuntarily, frowning even tighter.Tony was also wondering why the master's mood suddenly changed, and he rubbed against Qiao Mubai's leg. Qiao Mubai patiently patted Tony's head, didn't go any further, turned around and detoured the same way. back.

Qiao Mubai is a crook. He knew he was crooked from the time when he was attracted to a straight male senior who was one level above him in high school, but he didn't have any interest in a beautiful suitor.But the straight male senior has a girlfriend, Qiao Mubai upholds the style of a gentleman and waits for him to break up before pursuing him, but Qiao Mubai didn't wait until he graduated.Later, the picky Qiao Mubai was single all the time. Rex once joked that Qiao Mubai was not like a speaker in the solar system, and Qiao Mubai also acquiesced at that time.

Qiao Mubai always thought that he was simply admiring Fang Qihong's designs, but he never thought that he saw Fang Qihong chatting intimately with a girl. He did not deny that he was very upset.

In the end, Qiao Mubai still couldn't hold back, he stopped his footsteps, lowered his head, "Tony, should we go over and say hello?"

Tony stuck out his tongue and panted, staring at Qiao Mubai with bright eyes. Qiao Mubai thought that Tony agreed with his actions, and happily led Tony back.

When Qiao Mubai turned back, he sadly found that everyone had already left while he was struggling. Qiao Mubai sat down on the ground in frustration, ruffling Tony's beautiful long golden hair in annoyance.

The power of love is great. Qiao Mubai pulled the empty wine bottle on the table and looked at Fang Qihong's abandoned design. It took only one night for Fang Qihong to pick up his pencil and start drawing again. It was because of such an unknown girl that he scolded him. He keenly felt the aura called love in Fang Qihong's body.

"Is it okay?" Fang Qihong asked Qiao Mubai's opinion expectantly. Fang Qihong had also seen Qiao Mubai's design. He was a very talented architect, and his awards were comparable to his own.

Qiao Mubai's professionalism is very rigorous, and he won't love someone because he likes someone. He shook his head regretfully, "It still feels close."

Fang Qihong also had no hope for this design, but he couldn't help feeling sad when he heard others say it. He subconsciously touched the wine bottle at hand, and Qiao Mubai quickly pressed it down, "You said you won't drink this week."

"Don't drink." Fang Qihong withdrew his hand resentfully, picked up the brush again, scratched his hair, glanced at Qiao Mubai who refused to let him drink but started drinking there himself, "Are you okay today?"

"I asked my new colleagues to play tennis together. Do you want to relax together?" Looking at the waste paper, Qiao Mubai suggested, "Through exercising to relax the brain, there may be better ideas. You should combine work and rest."

"Okay." Fang Qihong really couldn't turn the things in his mind into reality for the time being, so he gave up and agreed to Qiao Mubai's suggestion. Even though he doesn't know how to play tennis, it's good to go and have a look. He can also learn about it by the way My new neighbor has hobbies other than raising dogs.

Qiao Mubai put his tennis bag on his back and went downstairs with Fang Qihong. After Qiao Mubai got into the car, Fang Qihong looked a little helpless. It's because he has someone he likes now, and he doesn't know how to change it.

"Your look needs to be changed." Hearing Qiao Mubai's words, Fang Qihong suddenly thought of the change he had talked about with that Suzhou girl. He looked at his own shadow in the car window and compared it with the handsome sportsman Qiao Mubai beside him. Well, he couldn't refute what Qiao Mubai said.

"After I finish playing a game, I'll take it to change." Fang Qihong noticed that Qiao Mubai had a pretty smile, with curved eyebrows, well-curved mouth corners, two cute little tiger teeth with pointy teeth, and a white cotton cloth. Qiao Mubai's sweatshirt gave off a clean and sunny smell, Fang Qihong nodded in a strange way, and when he realized it, he realized that he was almost indulging in the smile of the young man beside him.Different from that Suzhou girl, Qiao Mubai's smile is like the sunshine after the rain in summer, and the cool wind after the rain is so comfortable.

After learning more about his new neighbor, Fang Qihong noticed that this young man who had just arrived in Hong Kong for less than half a month had an inexplicable cohesive force, as if many people were willing to come forward to meet him as soon as he stood on the sidelines. He chatted a few words.

If you use Qiao Mubai's words, this is the charm of sports. A person with good sportsmanship will not be bad in popularity among a group of people who love sports.They'll be more than happy to chat with you.In addition to drinking tables and fighting, sports are also an extremely fast way to acquire men's friendship.

Fang Qihong likes ice hockey. He likes the swishing sound made by the sliding of the skates and the ice surface, the crisp sound of the cue hitting the puck, and of course the cheers of the game victory, and the intimate fist bumping and high-five with teammates.Fang Qihong in front of him had never played tennis except for watching it on TV. Now, watching Qiao Mubai actively chasing that yellow ball on the court, this sport is quite good.

Among the amateur tennis players, Qiao Mubai's skills are among the best, and he easily won the next round. After shaking hands with his opponent, Qiao Mubai raised his hat, held the racket and swung it vigorously at Fang Qihong. wave.Under the sunlight, a slender shadow formed behind him, which was strikingly similar to the shadow of the Suzhou girl that night, except that Qiao Mubai was more sunny and dazzling.

Fang Qihong desperately wanted to record this feeling with a brush. Qiao Mubai was right, exercise can also create new inspiration.