6 Brother and Xiaohong

Gu Ming flipped through the letter paper, showing a little embarrassment on his face, but he opened his mouth, but he didn't want to bargain with Ai Jin, he just told him to wait and don't leave.

Ai Jin had already turned around, and looked back at him after hearing this sentence: "What's the matter? Don't want to write?"

Gu Ming tore off three pages from it: "I can only write three pages at most, and I will return the rest to you."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Ai Jin to refuse, he threw the remaining letter paper into Ai Jin's arms: "Shall I give it to you at night? Or give it to him directly?"

Ai Jin was thinking that he didn't write enough, but he saw that the large letter paper could write at least [-] characters, and the three chapters were nearly [-]. When he wrote an [-]-character composition in school, he even counted the punctuation marks. What's more, with Gu Ming's level of education, two thousand is considered torture.

Ai Jin didn't make things difficult any more, and directly left his mobile phone number to Gu Ming, expressing that he promised to convey it.

Because after the exchange just now, Ai Jin said all the ugly things, and Gu Ming was not angry, nor did he show any signs of getting angry, so now Ai Jin looked at Gu Ming as if he were a paper tiger.

Who knew that the paper tiger raised its head suddenly, stared at Ai Jin in silence for two seconds, and then said coldly: "It doesn't matter what I write, don't mess with me."

Ai Jin shrank back from the person he was staring at, and didn't speak.

Seeing that Ai Jin didn't speak and had nothing to say, Gu Ming turned around and left.

Ai Jin stomped his feet angrily, and waited for Gu Ming to go far away before he began to curse in a low voice, but he was addicted to his mouth and didn't dare to speak loudly: "Bah! You little bitch who doesn't know what to do, you still scare me, why are you pretending to be cruel and merciless?" , When you enter Lao Zheng's house and serve tea and water to greet the old lady, see how the old lady can roll your eyelids!"

Gu Ming left alone, the chance encounter became a stalker, it was useless if he didn't leave, no matter what Ai Jin said was true or not, even if it wasn't what Zheng Zhe meant, you could almost see Zheng Zhe's attitude, if Zheng Zhe really wanted to see him If so, Ai Jin has no reason to stop him like this.

Unexpectedly, besides Ai Jin, Gu Ming stopped someone again.

This time, the ones stopping Gu Ming were not the police, nor were they big figures, but two gangsters, fooling around, one standing far away and laughing, and the one nearer to Gu Ming had a braid, revealing a flowery arm with a dragon tattoo on it. Phoenix, half-colored.

The flower-armed man whistled at Gu Ming, then came up to touch him, turned his head and ran away.

Maybe these two people are idle, or maybe they made some kind of bet, in short, Gu Ming pinched his face with a dirty paw for no reason. With a bad nose and bad smell, I couldn't tell what I was suffering from, and I was so depressed that I couldn't handle it, so I broke out on the spot.

Gu Ming was very close to the road at that time, his reaction was quick, he raised his hand to catch the person who was trying to run away after touching it, and firmly threw him in a half circle.

Someone on the side of the road has already started to look sideways.

The tightened slender fingers secretly surged with attack power, Gu Mingren looked quiet and thin, but he really had the strength to break his neck.

However, in the end he just squeezed it and put it down, and he didn't do anything too outrageous.

He managed to avoid the most intense years of the limelight, came back early tremblingly, cleaned up the mess, entrusted a strong relationship, found a lawyer to take advantage of the loopholes, and was fortunate that the other party was not a powerful person, and the case was ignored, and finally he was able to bankrupt the disaster in the end. A black box became a legitimate self-defense, but other petty crimes are unavoidable. He managed to get beaten up in the cell and tricked him into bailing out for medical treatment. After a few days at ease, Zheng Zhe suddenly came to SD, so he couldn't be there anyway. Make trouble.

The person who was pushed onto the street lamp was full of swear words, his face was red, but his toes were standing on tiptoe. The person was also tall, and he was picked up by a person of the same height. In addition, Gu Ming almost crushed his bones just now, so He must have known something in his heart, and he dragged his companions out of tune after just cursing a few words.

Gu Ming didn't do meaningless things, but drove back to do some meaningful things.

Wu Er was frightened this afternoon.

Even when Gu Ming came back last winter, he was never so frightened. He knew Gu Ming for eight to six years. He knew what Gu Ming could do and what he couldn’t do. It's strange, but he has never seen Gu Ming read and write. To him, this is no different from Zhang Chunchun's resurrection, which is simply incredible.

However, now Gu Ming not only holds a pen, but also starts to write things, which has the potential to abandon martial arts and follow literature, to change evil and return to righteousness.

The afternoon sun was just right, Gu Ming was holding a pen, facing a draft book, three chapters of letter paper, full of anger, rich expressions, lack of vocabulary, the paper was cleaner than the face, and the face was darker than the pen and ink.

He sat in Wu'er's frightened corner of his eye for an entire hour without writing a word, just thinking about it, without taking a sip of water, and then he finally wrote, Wu'er sneaked over to look, good guy, really Upscale, all in English.

Wu'er has a degree in the second year of junior high school, so he has learned English, and he still remembers Li Lei and Han Meimei in it, so he quietly approached Gu Ming from behind, and looked closely, but found that the beginning was neither hello nor omeetyou, but Hanyu Pinyin.

Flat and thin ones, one by one, lying on the white paper, this is called a pitiful one, fortunately, few of them got fat again, and grew into Chinese characters, although a bit immature, but unexpectedly not ugly, it is quite square , like lower case.

Too bad it's all typos.

Wu Er stretched her neck and hid behind Gu Ming to read a few lines. Unexpectedly, when the person in front made a sound, the milk tea in Wu Er's hand almost splashed on Gu Ming's back in fright.

Gu Ming didn't say anything too much, just popped out two words: "All right?"

Wu Er put the milk tea next to Gu Ming: "Brother...why did you write a memoir?"

Then without waiting for Gu Ming to speak, another sentence came: "I'm fine, what's the matter?"

Gu Ming didn't raise his head, and wrote word by word about his experiences outside these years: "Find a dictionary, or use your mobile phone, and look it up for me. Also, you will give the college student in the company a few words later. Call and ask her to leave work later, I want her to check something for me."

Wu Er sat down next to Gu Ming, probed his brain, and leaned over to look: "Brother, do you want to change your career to become a writer? You are a bit ruthless..."

Gu Ming shook his head, lowered his head and continued to recall how he missed Zheng Zhe the day he just left, but when he wrote about missing Zheng Zhe, he forgot how to write the words. Fortunately, he was cautious and wrote it on the draft paper in advance. It would not be a waste of letter paper, so after he wrote a few pictures standing in a row, Wu'er next to him finally couldn't help but said: "Brother, the last one is almost the same, it just doesn't have that point, just remove that point." .”

Wu Er took a sip of the milk tea, and after he realized his reaction, he spit it back in a fright. Fortunately, Gu Ming wrote very attentively, so he didn't notice that Wu Er drank his sweet water.

In order to cover up his crime, Wu Er started to talk to him about other distractions: "Did you go to see Tian Er this morning?"

Gu Ming pressed his lips tightly and wrote stroke by stroke. He wrote very slowly, with his face slightly lowered, thick eyelashes, and slender fingers. quarrel with me."

Ai Jin got Gu Ming's love letter at seven o'clock in the evening. Gu Ming kept his word, and sure enough, he wrote a whole three of them, folded them up and put them in a small envelope, looking decent.

Ai Jin took the letter from Wu'er and trotted upstairs.

Li Tingyun was drinking champagne with Zheng Zhe at his house, when Ai Jin went in, he rushed in without changing his shoes, and sat down on Li Tingyun regardless.

Ai Jin was in high spirits, dancing and dancing, with clips pinned to his oily head and slippers hanging on his bare feet: "Sixth brother, how can you thank me? See, this is a love letter from your little red bitch, oh, I'm so smart, you Receive a love letter for the first time in your life!"

Li Tingyun couldn't take it anymore: "Ai Jin, even if you don't look like a man, don't flirt like a country pheasant all day long, right?"

Ai Jin immediately got up from him, and the boss was unwilling: "I am a country pheasant, then you are an urban turtledove!"

Li Tingyun laughed: "You old quail from Northeast China."

"Just you Shandong Owl!"

"You are also very talkative, and you will deflate eggplants when things happen."

"What's wrong with the flat eggplant? Why don't you train you to look eggplant-skinned every day, so, what makes you superior to me, Sister Li?"

……

Zheng Zhe next to him had mixed feelings. He was shocked at first, couldn't believe it, and secretly delighted for a while. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and got up to reach for the envelope in Ai Jin's hand: "You give it to me, let go...it's broken!"

Ai Jin and Li Tingyun scolded each other with a smile, they didn't know whether it was ridicule or sarcasm, Zheng Zhe couldn't see it, and didn't bother to look at it.

His eyes were only on the letter in Ai Jin's hand, he pinched it and pulled it out, but he didn't dare to use force, for fear of breaking it, and Ai Jin didn't know if it was intentional, so he held on tightly, Zheng Zhe was in a hurry Under the circumstances, he simply turned Ai Jin's wrist, and Ai Jin, who was in pain, directly threw the letter on the ground.

Ai Jin was caught off guard, and turned around and cursed: "Zheng Laoliu! You need to be more embarrassing!"

"I have a pretty face, why do you need that extra thing?" Zheng Zhe walked to the bedroom with the letter, persuading him in an extremely perfunctory way: "Okay, you two stop arguing, besides, you two are too pussy to quarrel, if you change It's me, my buddy will definitely use passionate swearing, pornographic little hands, what kind of quatrains are you doing, it's boring, right, the cold war is over?"

Seeing this, Li Tingyun hurried over to see Ai Jin: "Are you okay? Young Master Ai Jin?"

Ai Jin waved his hands: "Go away! My mother hates sissies the most now! She is still a quarreling sissy!"

……

Zheng Zhe took the letter from the two angry people, and found a quiet place, closed the door, locked it, turned on the light, sat upright, and read it carefully.

His old heart, which hadn't throbbed for a long time, almost popped out of his chest when he opened the letter. As Aikin said, he never confiscated a love letter in his life, and when he got old, he rushed back to fashion.

He was in his thirties, but at this moment, he was lying on Ai Jin's dressing table reading letters like a primary school student. The light was dim and cast a faint halo on his face, which softened his whole face and faded away the fine lines. His eyebrows faded, he looked like a teenager, his eyes were black and radiant, and he was surprised and curious to read the words and sentences written by his Gu Wenblin. He whispered a word in his heart, murmured on his lips, mixed with a smile, and was sweet. Even though Gu Ming's love letter was not full of affection as expected, the first two were almost his daily accounts over the years, but these were in the hands of Mr. Zheng Six Eyes is the most tortuous longing and the most touching confession in the world.

All this is so good in Zheng Zhe's eyes, the more he looked at it, the more he felt like he was dreaming, but when he saw the last few lines, he suddenly woke up from the dream, satisfied and sad.

……

There are also many advantages for you to be with me, for example, I can cook, I can cook whatever you like, and I can learn to cook your hometown dishes in the future, never frying, only stewing.

How about traveling to the Northeast together?To Tieling, to Changbai Mountain, didn't you say you would take me to catch pheasants?

If you don’t like catching pheasants, then I can take you to Penglai, Golden Beach, and Zhucha Island to go fishing. I can catch jellyfish for you, or I can go into the sea to catch starfish for you.

Don't miss me, I will never make you wait again.

Finally, if you have no one around now, I hope you reconsider me. If you have someone you like, please tell me who he is, and I will solve it reasonably, so that you can think about me again.

顾铭