How to be a patron

Gou Meng's cousin has another residence in the army, and he is not at home at this time. I was slightly relieved, and handed over a few souvenirs prepared in advance, and asked Gou Meng to hand them over to him, even if I have dealt with the elders in the family .

Gou Meng took me half a circle around the military courtyard, but he didn't lead me in, but went to a nearby guest house.

It is said to be a guest house, probably because people live near the military area, the size inside is not small, and it is generally clean and tidy.Gou Meng walked to the front desk and greeted the girl at the front desk familiarly: "Open a room."

When the little girl heard Gou Meng speak, she didn't even raise her eyelids, and said, "Still put it on your brother's account?"

"Oh no," Gou Meng took out his wallet, and before I could stop him, he handed over the whole wallet, "It's not sure when to return it, I'll pressure you first."

Only then did the little girl look up at him, then at me, with a playful smile: "Okay, then I'm not welcome."

Gou Meng took the key from her hand and said with a smile, "Heh, give me an extra dollar when checking out, and I'll let your boyfriend practice twenty more leapfrogs."

"Fuck you!" The little girl made a grimace, not worried about Gou Meng's threat at all, "I'm not afraid of you."

Gou Meng took me upstairs with ease, opened the door, and said, "This place is close, and the transportation is convenient. It may be... a bit small, don't dislike it."

I walked into the room and looked around, and it was passable. Suddenly, my heart moved, and I jokingly said: "Hmph, who said that my house is small and shabby before? Huh?"

He shook his head in embarrassment, looking like a big boy: "How long ago was that..."

He pulled out the quilt from the cupboard and helped me make my bed, and I stood behind him and stared at him.

I haven't seen him for a few months, but he doesn't seem to have changed much. He still has a straight head and brown skin. When he doesn't smile, he has a sense of imposing seriousness. When he smiles, he is also gentle and provocative.The tattoo on the back is still looming on the edge of the collar.

"Okay." He made the bed and turned around. "If it's cold at night, the remote control of the air conditioner is on the wall, or you can ask downstairs to deliver another set of quilts."

I nodded, wondering if it would be appropriate to ask him to stay and sleep with me at this moment.

Seeing me stunned, he rolled his eyes, and a smirk suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

I thought to myself that it was terrible, and before I took two steps back, I was half-circled in his arms and crushed against the wall.

He stretched out his big hand, got in from the hem of my shirt, and pressed on my abdomen mercilessly.

"I'll go..." The air conditioner had just been turned on, and the room hadn't cooled down yet. At this moment, his hands pressed against my waist and abdomen with amazing heat, which made me feel uncomfortable at the same time.

He touched it twice, then withdrew his hand without hesitation, and commented, "Barely pass."

I had already guessed that he was going to test whether I had persisted in exercising, but even so, there was still a faint disappointment in my heart.So I took the initiative to post it, imitating his hand and stretching my hand into his hem, and teased in a serious manner: "Okay, then let me check you too..."

After abstaining from desire for too long, this touch is almost uncontrollable.

He held his breath intentionally or unintentionally, so as to make the muscles stronger, but his body remained motionless, letting me do what I did.

I touched it a few times, and seeing that he didn't have any more reactions, I gradually calmed down, withdrew my hand, and twisted my mouth: "Hmph, that's all."

He didn't speak, looked at me for a while, then suddenly raised his hand and patted my head: "Let's go, I'll show you around and have something to eat."

"Oh." I followed behind him, regretting not being more proactive just now.

He was still driving his Land Rover, and first took me for a walk around Zhengzhou City, talking about the history and anecdotes related to this city, and pointed out the Erqi Memorial Tower to me from afar.

In the evening, he parked his car in front of a small restaurant, took me in, and asked for a private room.

He ordered five or six special dishes. When the dishes were served, the chef in the kitchen also entered the box and greeted us warmly: "I'm afraid you won't be able to finish eating, so I specially made each dish for two people. If it's not enough, add more." .”

"Okay." Gou Meng took out a pack of unopened cigarettes from his coat pocket and threw it to the master, "My brother came along."

"Stinky boy..." The master laughed and cursed, but took it without any ambiguity, quickly opened it and lit one, and then said to me, "I smoke here, don't you mind?"

I don't like the smell of cigarettes very much, and Gou Meng doesn't smoke, but this is his friend, so I can only shake my head with a smile.

The master comfortably blew out a smoke ring, and pointed at Gou Meng with the smoke: "Your comrade?"

"No, a friend who came to travel from other places." Gou Meng put his shoulders on my shoulders, gestured for me to move his chopsticks with his eyes, and continued to chat with the master himself, "Wait, don't put it on my brother's account, put it on my account."

"Hi," the master smiled, "Is there any difference between you and your brother?"

He took a few more puffs, extinguished the butt of the cigarette in the ashtray by the table, and then stood up: "Go back to work, it's delicious, do you want a drink?"

"No need." Gou Meng picked up his chopsticks, knocked on the edge of the bowl, and smiled at the master, "It would be great if I could bring a bowl of shiitake mushroom soup."

The master waved his hand heartily and walked out: "It's a small matter, come right away."

After the chef went out, I asked him: "You, the girl in the hostel just now, and this chef are quite familiar."

"Yeah." Gou Meng bowed his head to eat, "They, I have known them for several years when I was in the army. Back then when I finally went to the city, I lived in the guest house. The conditions were far from as good as they are now, but my little sister My brother is in our company, and he always opens the back door and arranges rooms for us. And this chef, every time I come back here, I must order his steamed fish."

I listened to Gou Meng eloquently talk about his anecdotes when he was a soldier, and found it very amusing. I have never experienced that kind of passionate youth and collective life.Standing side by side with the blood and dedicating for honor, it is enviable.

I was fascinated by Gou Meng talking and laughing happily.He said a lot of words on his own, met my eyes, stopped suddenly, and looked at me with a little shyness: "Ah... I can't stop after talking, alas, that's all in the past, eat Bar."

"No, your story is very interesting," I swallowed a few mouthfuls of rice under his urging, and then said hastily, "So, those comrades you mentioned are still in the army. Or leave the army and change jobs?"

Hearing this, his originally shining face suddenly dimmed. After a long silence, he sighed lowly, his voice slightly hoarse: "Some are still in the army, some... have gone on missions, and their lives and deaths are uncertain."

"Oh..." I realized that I had said something wrong, and I was very regretful, but I didn't know how to change the subject, so I could only bow my head and eat.

"Let's go next..." Walking out of the restaurant, just as I was about to speak, Gou Meng's phone rang.He waved his hand to let me be quiet first, and picked up the phone by himself.

He said a few words, opened the car door and let me sit in first, but he walked to the back of the car and continued talking.

I watched him straighten his back and stare into the distance from the rearview mirror, while talking quickly to the person on the other end of the phone, saying "yes" and "I see", I was a little delicate.Maybe Gou Meng is busy?To spend time with me?Accepting criticism from your boss now?Or did he already have something else...

I didn't dare to continue thinking, my heart was in a mess, and the good mood I had just seen him disappeared.

After a while, Gou Meng finished the call and sat back in the car. Seeing me ignoring him dejectedly, he was a little surprised: "What's the matter? Didn't eat?"

"No." I didn't want him to see anything, so I could only shake my head and smile, "Where are we going next?"

"Ah..." He showed an apologetic expression, "I have something urgent, I have to find my cousin, I will take you back to the guest house first."

What Gou Meng wants to do, he never hesitates to make excuses, he said that there is something urgent, so he must go, I understand him, but I can't hide my disappointment: "Then you go ahead, leave me here, I will be alone later Go shopping and take a taxi back."

But he didn't listen to me, started the car and drove back: "So, you can go shopping around the military academy today and tomorrow, and if you have anything to do, you can find the girl at the front desk. I'll go and ask my cousin for leave. The day after tomorrow I'll pick you up early in the morning, and we'll go to some major attractions, such as Luoyang and Kaifeng."

"Are you working for your brother now? Why do you need to ask for leave for him?"

He looked ahead intently: "This... it's work for him."

"Okay." When I thought of having to stay by myself for the next two days, I felt unbearable, "Then how long can you take leave and how long can you stay with me?"

He parked the car steadily at the entrance of the guest house, stretched out his hand to help me open the car door over there, then hooked my chin by the way, and said affectionately: "As long as you stay in Henan, I will stay with you as long as possible. "

I want to ask in an instant, if I just stay here and never leave, will you also accompany me for the rest of my life?

The author has something to say: this chapter is a bit short, continue tomorrow