Store Manager's Hell

Shi Xing: "..."

#早白meaning I hate being stupid#

If Lu Zaobai could hear Shi Xing's heartfelt voice, he would definitely calmly say, I never thought you were smart.

He handed the photo to the old man, and the old man took the photo tremblingly with his haggard hands like tree roots, and stroked the surface of the photo. Too strong nostalgia or sentimentality, on the contrary, it seems to be caressing a living person standing in front of him.

His fingers started to touch the sides of the photo, and his rough fingertips scratched the photo, making a slight cracking sound.

Touching this photo seems to have become part of his muscle memory.

Even if he forgot to put it a few centimeters away from his heart, when he touches it again, his technique is still skillful and gentle.

The old man touched the photo calmly, raised his head, and looked in the direction of Shi Xing. His empty and unfocused eyes actually shone with a moving brilliance:

"I'm sorry, young man, I am really old and have forgotten everything."

Shi Xing came forward, without saying anything, squatted down, and fastened the buttons of the Chinese tunic suit for the old man one by one, and tidied up the wrinkled corners of the clothes.

When he sorted out the military medals on the old man's chest, he asked one more question:

"Have you ever been a soldier?"

Holding the photo, the old man said peacefully:

"Old man. He's enlisted in the army, and he gave it to me with the letter. It's my twenty-eighth birthday present."

As he spoke, the old man straightened his chest and said in a showy tone:

"Is it bright? Does it look good?"

Shi Xing nodded, stretched out his hand to wipe off the dust on the military medal, and obediently agreed:

"nice."

Holding the photo in one hand, the old man raised his hand and patted Shi Xing's head. A tear flashed from the corner of his eye, rolled around in the corner of his eye, and flowed back again:

"When he died, it was my birthday. He was 29 years old, and he was at a good age. As for me, I was dying, an 80-year-old old man. You said, would he still want to see me? I wore this to the bottom Go, can he recognize me?"

Shi Xing gritted his teeth and nodded heavily, while Lu Zaobai squatted beside the old man, straightened his collar, and said softly:

"If I were that person, I would be happy just to see you."

The old man choked up for a moment, and his vague memory finally became clear.

On New Year's Day in 1982, he who had been bedridden for a long time seemed to have a premonition. He struggled to get up from the bed, and took out his brand-new Chinese tunic suit from the closet, which he hadn't had time to wear, and put it on. The photo of himself and him was taken out from under the pillow, stroked cherishingly, and hid in the heart. After taking a picture, he opened the door and walked into the dark cold night.

No goal, no end, he didn't want to wait at home to die.

At home, he received the news of his death, and he did not like to wait any longer.

I'm old, I'm old, I didn't expect that after I died, I would forget that I had always carried the photo with me.He knew, so he had to laugh at himself.

He just has a bad mouth.

Touching the photo, the old man pressed his hand on Shi Xing's head, rubbed it lightly, and said in a low voice:

"Young man, I can find something, thank you."

... These words are tantamount to inflicting a soul crit on Shi Xing.

It took Zaobai 30 seconds to find something, and he spent more than six hours...

Shi Xing, who was deeply in self-loathing, was suddenly embraced by the old man and patted his back. The old man said in a low voice:

"Young man, if you don't say something clearly in person, it's useless."

Shi Xing was taken aback for a moment, before he could speak, he heard the old man continue:

"Don't be stupid. Don't be like me. If you don't talk about it, you can only be his friend for the rest of your life."

The old man was vague, and with his rough nerves, he couldn't comprehend the spirit for a while. He just wanted to ask deeply, but his body seemed to lose the control of gravity and fell into a black hole.

The next moment, when the light in front of him came back on again, he heard a "ding".

The long overdue corridor on the 25th floor appeared in front of the two of them.

Shi Xing didn't react, and was still sitting on the ground, looking up at the overhead light of the elevator, without saying a word, letting the elevator door close slowly in front of the two of them.

Lu Zaobai has been offline for so long, and now his head still hurts from being drunk, but seeing Shi Xing's lost soul, he felt a little awkward looking at him, and put on his woolen suit wrapped around himself. turned back to him and said:

"Be careful of catching a cold."

Shi Xing glanced at Zao Bai, the soreness in his heart almost rushed to his throat.

"...I can't possibly like you..."

"... For the rest of my life, I can only be his friend."

It is the first time in his life that he likes someone so much, and it is the first time that he wants to protect a person so much that he will never be hurt...

Seeing Shi Xing curled up on the ground without moving, like an injured husky, with a sad face, Lu Zaobai frowned:

"What do you want to do with the Ching Ming Festival expression on your face? Get up, you're going to catch a cold."

Time to wake up.

#Hey, I can’t usually see that you are such a person who hurts the spring and the autumn#

Although there is an air conditioner in the elevator, the wind pouring into the elevator shaft is also cool. When I saw Xing Xing's bare/breasted/exposed/breasted head and looked up, Lu Zaobai really couldn't stand it anymore, so he stretched out his hand to open it for him. fasten the buttons.

After tying two, his hand was grabbed by Shi Xing, his voice was low and sleepy:

"Zaobai..."

Hearing him call himself in this voice, Lu Zaobai inexplicably felt a little nervous, like the nervous feeling during graduation defense, his throat felt dry:

"Well, yes."

Shi Xing grasped Lu Zaobai's hand tightly and then loosened it, staring at his face with burning eyes, focused, as if the person in front of him would disappear at any moment.

...Why does it feel so unlucky.

After Lu Zaobai was stared at for a while, he would probably show his hair, but Shi Xing quickly looked back, pulled off the suit that was draped over him, put it on Zaobai's shoulders again, and said:

"Let's go, get out. It's too late now, I'll find you a room to sleep in."

During this period, the elevator stopped on the 25th floor and did not move. When the elevator door opened again, Lu Zaobai found that the door of 2501 was closing from the inside.

Lu Zaobai turned his head and asked when he woke up:

"Who lives on this floor?"

Shi Xing didn't look up from the moment he got out of the elevator, he looked a little absent-minded, and answered casually:

"Me and my brother. Most of the time it's my brother, who lives here when he can't go home because of things."

Saying that, the two stopped at the door of Room 2503.

Shi Xing didn't make a sound, he pressed the doorknob with his hand, turned it casually, and with a click, the doorknob was removed, and the door opened in response.

Lu Zaobai: "..."

#Sure enough, for a strange maniac, all the doors in the world are manual doors#

Shi Xing took a step back and said sullenly:

"Okay, you sleep here, I'm going to sleep in 2502. I won't disturb you tonight, I'm leaving."

……what?

Watching Shi Xing walking towards 2502 with his head drooping, Lu Zaobai raised his eyebrows.

Weird.

The old man didn't know what he had said to him, but he was bewildered.

Just as Lu Zaobai turned around and was about to enter the door he manually opened, he heard footsteps behind him, and sometimes woke up the mournful subwoofer:

"I... seem to have dropped my room card and mobile phone in that world..."

Lu Zaobai couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Little did he know that with this smile, someone's mood fell to the bottom.

He was full of depression and prepared to find another random room and manually open the door and go in to make do for the night. Unexpectedly, just as he passed by Lu Zaobai, he felt dizzy for a while, and when he leaned over, he bumped into Lu Zaobai.

Lu Zaobai's first thought was: ... What a stupid Pengci.

But when he raised his hand and touched Shixing's hot forehead, Lu Zaobai's heart could only be described in two words:

On a cold day, at night, after drinking wine, without clothes and with open arms, I worked continuously for more than six hours. Is this a rush to die?

Shi Xing struggled to get up, Lu Zaobai was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he wrapped his arms around his waist and dragged him into the door of 2503.

He took care of himself when he was drunk, and now he should take care of him.

Shi Xing really caught a cold, and his body temperature rose sharply before one o'clock in the morning, and he managed to control it, but the stomach was caught by the wind again, and he continued to have stomach troubles in the second half of the night.

I have to say that Shi Xing's heart is big, just now he was as sad as Lin Daiyu, and he could go to bury a flower if he gave him a hoe, but after being sick for a while, he started to torture him, and he went straight to Lu Zaobai's arms in a daze, Eat enough tofu:

"Zaobai, my stomach hurts..."

"Zaobai, give me some water..."

"I don't care if you have to feed me..."

There was no way, Lu Zaobai had no choice but to admit that he was unlucky with such an ancestor, and wrapped him with a hot towel to cover his stomach, and put a cold towel on his forehead.

At four o'clock in the morning, the young master finally gave birth, his fever subsided, his stomach stopped rumbling, and he stopped humming. He curled up under the quilt and slept soundly.

Seeing Shi Xing's rare quiet appearance, Lu Zaobai smiled, stretched out his hand unconsciously, and touched his side face.

In the next second, Lu Zaobai had the urge to chop off his hands.

I must be possessed.

With this in mind, Lu Zaobai quickly got up, went to the bathroom, turned on the tap, and splashed some cold water on his face, only then did he feel calmer.

But within a few seconds, his face turned black.

He clearly felt that somewhere in his body, the size seemed to have swelled unreasonably.

...What's the situation?I just touched my face?

This abnormal restlessness made Lu Zaobai, who wanted to sleep with his clothes on for a while, like a Tibetan mastiff.

I won't really be...wake up at the right time...

……

... what is it?It must be because of staying up late and getting excited, so take a cold shower first.

……

This night, Lu Zaobai could not fall asleep after all.

As for Shi Xing, who had been tossing all night, although in view of his superhuman physical fitness, it took only three hours to recover the state of dragon spirit and tiger fierceness, but the damage he suffered in his heart was undoubtedly severe and incurable.

As a result, the faces of both of them are full of excessive indulgence.

After opening the door of Room 2503, which had been devastated, the two walked out silently, one after the other, each thinking about their own concerns.

However, within three steps, both of them heard a commotion in Room 2501, and then the door of Room 2501 was pushed open.

Shu You came out from inside, adjusted his wrinkled clothes, and said to the room with a calm and ironic smile:

"Do you expect me to be responsible for you? President Shi is not such a confused person, is he?"

Before he finished speaking, a hand stretched out from the door and grabbed Shu You's tie:

"You stop for me!"

Shi Xing looked at his fierce elder brother who was clutching his waist and posing strangely, and Lu Zaobai looked at his friend who was calm and relaxed but had an ambiguous hickey on the back of his neck...

For a moment, his face was bewildered.