best day

Playing the world is definitely not a commendable attitude towards life, but this is not a mistake that everyone has the capital to make.

So even though Zheng Luolai always puts his own happiness above everything else, a little ruthless and a little selfish, he won't listen to any persuasion.

Recently, this unreliable Mr. Hooligan discovered a brand new object of entertainment - Dewey, whose activation difficulty is almost zero, so he still disregarded any friend's loyalty and respect for minors, and spent time on him Had fun.

He likes the ones he can play with very much, and he can't stand anyone who has a sensitive mind and will tear out his heart and lungs at every turn.

Dewey doesn't care about it, Dewey will not hurt the spring and the autumn, and when Dewey is angry, he turns his head and forgets.

Zheng Luolai felt that Dewey was very playful.

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"I can't see that you are so educated..."

On a beautiful weekend afternoon, Dewey said sourly while lying on the table with a face full of resentment.

He really didn't understand why Zheng Luolai, who seemed to be very busy, would come to make up lessons for him every now and then, and he could learn everything in English algebraic geometry at his fingertips.

Zheng Luolai sat on the sofa like an old man and fiddled with Dewey's mobile phone, humming: "Stop talking nonsense, and do the questions quickly."

Dewey really wanted to take the door away, but his mother was guarding the downstairs living room, so he had no choice but to bow his head and admit defeat.

Of course Zheng Luolai didn't focus on teaching the class. He flipped through his photos with great interest, and suddenly saw a tall man in a camouflage uniform. He raised his head and asked, "Who is this?"

Dewey replied, "My brother."

Zheng Luolai smiled unexpectedly: "Oh, there is such a handsome guy in your family."

Dewey squinted at him: "Nonsense, we look so alike that we can't tell, your eyes are covered by ghosts."

Zheng Luolai looked at this guy with disdain, and snorted inexplicably.

Dewey threw his pen angrily: "I don't want to learn anymore, I'm so bored."

Zheng Luolai said lightly: "Don't talk nonsense, I'll play with you after everything is done."

Dewey didn't believe him: "What are you playing?"

Zheng Luolai didn't care: "What do you want to play?"

Dewey said excitedly: "Let's play basketball!"

Zheng Luolai's expression suddenly cramped.

Dewey quickly took the opportunity to taunt him: "You don't know how to play, you drink all day, you're useless, half of your body is going to be buried?!"

The annoying Zheng Luolai pulled his face mercilessly: "Believe it or not?"

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Compared with his pitifully weak cultural knowledge, Dewey is really well-developed.

He has been the school's sports representative since he was a child, and playing basketball is naturally a no-brainer.

Originally, Zheng Luolai's attitude was casual, but after losing several balls in a row, he couldn't help fighting.

It's already winter, and the two of them are still sweating profusely on the empty basketball court. If they are seen by acquaintances, it will be considered a miracle.

After playing for almost an hour, Dewey waved his hands out of breath and said, "Wait for me to take a break, I'm exhausted, you have a grudge against me."

Zheng Luolai was not much better, he turned around and went to the sidelines to wash his face with cold water, not even bothering to speak.

It was already evening, and the sun was setting, making the shadows extraordinarily slender.

Dewey picked up a bottle of salt water drink, sat on the ground casually, and said happily, "It's still comfortable to exercise, and studying all day is too fucking painful."

At this time, Zheng Luolai also regained his strength, squatting beside him and asked, "Why, do you want to be an athlete?"

Dewey raised his head and drank half a bottle of water before wiping his mouth and smiling: "No, I want to be a sports reporter, and I can watch any game, isn't it great?"

His smile was very sunny, and his black eyes were curved against his white teeth, which was very pleasing to the eye.

Zheng Luolai looked sideways and said, "That's not easy, let your father find you a unit like this."

Dewey coughed: "My father is not a corrupt official, and Beijing is not run by my family! Besides, he let me rely on myself, so he won't take care of me."

The adult's world was summed up by this guy and immediately became these two hearty words.

Zheng Luolai didn't care about such personal matters, picked up the mineral water, changed the subject casually and said, "How about it, what do you want if you win the game?"

Hearing this, Dewey turned his head and looked at him abruptly, until his heart got terrified, and then he said eagerly, "Please let me have a good meal."

Zheng Luolai immediately choked on the water, covered his mouth and coughed, "This is promising."

Dewey snorted, "You're abusive, why don't you promise me the chrysanthemum?"

Zheng Luolai didn't change his face: "Okay, are you here?"

Du Dazhinan shivered, stood up and said, "I'm hungry, let's go."

Zheng Luolai got up and smiled ambiguously, and said nothing more.

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People naturally increase their appetite after exercising, and they are happy to eat a hot pot meal. Coupled with the nonsense chatter, it was dark when they came out of the restaurant.

Dewey is not a harsh person when it comes to interpersonal relationships, so he naturally feels that Zheng Luolai is a good friend on the whole except that his words are a bit out of bounds, so he is not polite any more, and he rides on his ride without hesitation. want to go home.

When the car stopped at the red light at the intersection, Dewey looked up and saw the advertisement on the tall building opposite: "Hey, look, it's awesome!"

Zheng Luolai looked casually, and it turned out to be the huge poster of Chen Lu's first album.

That handsome face was packaged in an incomparably dreamy way, as if he was born to be an idol chased by everyone.

Dewey took pictures with his mobile phone very excitedly, and sent a text message to Chen Lu, saying, "Great! Lulu~"

Chen Lu quickly replied to him: "Stupid, what are you doing?"

Dewey said: "I just had hot pot with Zheng Hooligan. It's delicious. When are you coming back?"

Not wanting Chen Lu to ignore him, Zheng Luolai's phone rang instead.

Picking it up, the young master didn't ask any polite questions: "What do you mean?"

Zheng Luolai was startled for a while before saying, "What's wrong with me?"

Knowing his usual bad style, Chen Lu didn't have any friends at all, let alone make friends with such a scheming person like Dewey, so he put down his words angrily: "You are free to play however you want, but you are not allowed to touch a single hair of Dewey. He's a good guy, you have to have a lower limit."

Zheng Luolai smiled: "You have entered the society, did no one tell you not to talk to others like this?"

Chen Lu's tone was not very good: "I don't like nonsense, you'd better be careful."

Before he could answer, he hung up the phone angrily.

He is always like this, and he will spare no effort to hide the object he wants to protect.

The attitude is so straightforward that it hurts a bit.

Dewey felt that the atmosphere in the car was a bit strange, and he glanced at Zheng Luolai: "What's the matter?"

Zheng Luolai slammed the phone aside, staring at the big beautiful and dreamy poster of Chen Lu not far away, and it took him a long time to catch his breath.

Dewey was at a loss: "What's wrong, lost business? Stocks fell? Wife ran away?"

Zheng Luolai suddenly laughed again: "It's okay."

Then he stepped on the accelerator following the green light and drove the car forward.

After a few seconds, Dewey didn't bother to ask, and took out his mobile phone and game console to fiddle with them as usual.

Zheng Luolai, who was driving beside him, gradually felt that his anger just now was a bit funny, but the blood in his whole body was still a little cold.

Some objects, in fact, don't often think of them, in fact, they always have no hope.

Really always put the shadow in my heart in a special place, and occasionally when I am alone, I just take it out and have a look.

It's very safe.

But he was suddenly told by this subject that he only had a very ordinary room in his heart, and each other was just a simple relationship between mortals and mortals.

That safe fortress, together with the aloof self-esteem, will immediately be torn into hurtful pieces.

The pierced atrium was dripping with blood.