Wu Xie, see you!

In a hurry, I didn't use my mobile phone to light up. In the process of rushing back, I bumped into the small dining table in the hall.The empty Coke bottle on the dining table was knocked by me and fell to the ground with a clatter.And poor Mr. Hip Gu got hurt again because of this, I almost cried out in pain, and endured it all my life.

It's no wonder that such a big commotion didn't disturb Poker Bottle.I thought I was rubbing my hips and bending over to pick up the bottle quickly enough, but as soon as I touched the bottle with my fingertips, I heard a door knock behind me, and the light in front of me became brighter, and then another large human-shaped bottle came the sound of.

"what happened?"

"No...no nothing! I...I just came out to ask you if the water is cold, and accidentally touched the table..."

All the clothes were placed on the folding chair, and he could tell with his toes that Poker Face must be naked now.I don't know whether he opened the door or just opened it a crack, and I dare not look back.

"Fortunately."

"It's fine if it's not cold," I quickly threw the Coke bottle into the trash can next to it, "You wash it slowly."

"finished Wash."

"Oh……"

"I left hot water for you."

"Oh... good."

It's too strange to talk to people with the back of my head all the time. I scratched my hair, gritted my teeth and turned around, pretending to let my eyes lead my body towards the kitchen.From the corner of the eye, I saw that Poker Bottle was actually just pushing open a crack in the door, and I was wearing a towel on my body, so I breathed a sigh of relief, allowing myself to look at him a little more generously, and said as I walked, "Then I'll do it later." Wash one, there are popsicles in the refrigerator, brother, do you want to eat them?" Poker-Face's answer was of course "No" which was exactly what I wanted.

Strange, my recent self is too strange, even if he really bares his buttocks in front of me and exposes eggs, it’s not that what he has, I also have, what is there to be embarrassed about?As I thought about it... I plunged my head into the cold air of the freezer again, and quickly wiped out the last popsicle.

When he returned to the big house, Poker Fase was already fully dressed and was sitting there quietly.There is indeed a problem with Panda's T-shirt, which softens and relaxes him who has been serious all night.Of course, it could also have something to do with just getting out of the shower and the ambience created by the candlelight.On the wall behind the sofa was the silhouette of Poker Bottle, only the part above the shoulders was dancing with the candlelight, trembling.However, I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been insane all night, and I feel that the silhouette looks like another Poker Bottle at the moment, a Poker Bottle with shaking shoulders and crying silently...a fragile Poker Bottle.It is in sharp contrast to the real body looking at me with a calm expression at this time, like an illustration with a deep meaning.

He is obviously a young man who is a bitch, but he wants to climb on tiptoe into the world of young literary and artistic youths. He is really very sick tonight.I smiled, laughing at myself. "The popsicles are almost melting, so it's a pity if you don't finish eating them." I started to have nothing to say, and walked to the desk while talking, opened the big drawer, rummaged through it, "Actually, brother, you are wearing this dress." Panda's is also very suitable."

When Pokerfing heard this, he picked up his T-shirt and looked down.I thought his appearance was very interesting, so I smiled again, this time at him. "Well, I found it." The folding fan turned out to be pressed under a hardcover book.I picked up the fan and opened it, fanned it and then closed it, compared to him, "Go on."

Poker bottle only raised one hand and firmly caught the fan I threw over. He opened it in his hand. There was no fan, but he leaned towards the candle, looked at it carefully for a while, and asked me : ""Autumn Wind Ci". Did you write it?"

"Yeah, the character is ugly, haha, you can use it." I moved the laptop and sat next to him, turned it on, took the disk, and was busy all the time, he didn't even look at me, just looked at the fan.So I leaned over to explain a little. "I made it for my roommate in college when he was chasing the goddess," I pointed to a place for him, "Look here, I had no experience in making fans for the first time, and I didn't handle it well when gluing it, so I made it for him again After a while, I found that it was actually not very beautiful, and it didn’t affect the use. It’s a pity to throw it away, so I kept it for myself.” After a pause, I still couldn’t help complaining, “It’s weird, isn’t it? I was I explained to him that the fan was only used in summer, and I wrote "Autumn Wind Ci", and the content was not suitable, but he refused to listen to me and insisted that I write this poem."

Poker bottle didn't look up, nor did he respond, just looked at the fan and nodded.I picked up the CD case on my lap and wanted to hand it to him to let him pick a disc to read, but he suddenly asked me, "Did you catch it?"

It was just a casual talk, I didn't expect him to respond at all, and the starting point was still a gossip topic.I looked at his serious expression waiting for my answer, and was stunned.After the computer was turned on, the room became much brighter, but the fluorescent light was not softer than candlelight, which made his face turn pale.

I managed to catch up, but... my roommate was dumped later, so I said "Autumn Wind Ci" is unlucky.I smiled wryly, and of course I didn't intend to talk about it with Poker Ping, so I just nodded and answered his question: "Yes, I've caught up."

Pokerfoil slapped the fan in his right hand, and the cool wind blew on my face, even the small flame of the candle was affected.At the moment when I thought it was about to be wiped out, it shook tenaciously and stabilized again.

This time, the light and shadow are really intertwined, and I can't tell whether the corners of the oil bottle's mouth are bent or not.After that, he flicked the fan with one hand, closed the fan, weighed it in his hand, and asked, "Can you give it to me?"

Poker Bottle would actually ask me for something!My inner OS is this facial expression: Σ(°△°|||).Of course it's okay to send him off, but... I don't know why he would suddenly ask me for this broken fan, it's really abnormal.I nodded in a daze: "OK...OK."

When Poker-Face said "thank you", I quickly went through the conversation we had just had in my mind, and I couldn't help but wonder if he also wanted to give away or chase someone?Immediately, Mr. Sunglasses appeared in my mind.It suddenly occurred to me that the black glasses asked me to make a disk for him, saying that he would use it in July.At that time, I also speculated that there might be a big plan or some kind of anniversary in July. It seems that the purpose of the fan is not far from my guess.

Although I felt a little uncomfortable for a moment, but rationally, I still shook off the pair of sunglasses in my mind, thinking that this is not good, the fan is old, it is second, it doesn’t matter if I use it myself, the main thing is to send the content I wrote... Unlucky dear Anata!Why do you both like this song...

I tentatively asked, "Brother, do you like it?"

He nodded.

Tsk, sure enough, it's too subtle to ask, it's not suitable for a stuffy person who can't kick a fart with three legs.But I can't ask too bluntly, "Are you using it for chasing... to give someone away" as if asking someone's privacy, and I can't directly say that there is actually no good story about this fan, and the two finally broke up.After all, Poker Bottle didn't say clearly that he was going to give it away, so I can't mention it, I can't mention it, and what's more, it's crow's mouth to embarrass people!

I thought about it, and I could only say insincerely: "But this is an old one. I have used it for two years, and it is still broken. If you like it, brother, think about what to write, and I will make a new one for you." you."

Poker-Face shook off the fan again, shook his head and said, "I want this one."

How can I be so stupid!What the hell is this fan just dug out of the dragon's back from the ancestral grave of Xiang's family by some prince!The villain in me rubbed my hair frantically, almost wanting to flip the table.But if I say more, it will make me feel like I don't even want to give away a broken fan.So, I looked at the content above, and nodded hesitantly: "You...you just don't dislike it."

Sweating all over in a hurry, eating popsicles for nothing, and using the refrigerator for nothing, shit, I can't do without washing this time.I raised the back of my hand and rubbed my forehead, and decided to get back to the topic and settle the Poker Bottle, and also went to take a shower.Just when I opened the CD case, suddenly a small cool breeze blows towards my face.I looked up and saw that it was Poker Fever gently fanning his fan. At this time, his eyes also moved up from the CD case and looked at me.The moment our eyes crossed, the computer screen entered power-saving mode and went black.Only the light of the candle was left in the room. The candle light flickered, as if reflected in Poker's eyes, flickering and flickering, and it felt like a moth would fly over in the next second and make a "beep".

I quickly lowered my head, not daring to look into his eyes again. "Brother, which one do you want to see?" In fact, in my heart, the taiko master was about to leave violently.If it’s not bright enough, you can’t see it, just wake up the computer screen!All this poor Poker Bottle did was move towards me a bit, clinging to me, and leaning his head over to look at it, which gave me goosebumps all over my body.Ugh, don't come this close to me, I'm already hot!The cool breeze you fanned is not enough.However, the stuffy oil bottle was attached to my arm, and to my thigh. Because I just took a shower, it was cool, and I never knew that the men’s shower gel I bought from a certain sports brand was in the It smells so good on others, like a faint men's perfume.My heart was going crazy because of his close distance, and I wanted to escape, but my body let him stick to it, unwilling to move away, and was pulled quite painfully.

"What's there?" He asked me softly.

The sound not only broke into my eardrums, but also seemed to carry a burst of electricity, rushing along my blood to my chest, hitting my heart, and short-circuiting the taiko master for three seconds.After that, all the senses and attention of my body were completely out of control, and all of them were highly concentrated on the right side of my body—the side next to the bottle of dull oil.Seeing that my brain was about to go to sleep and black screen like a computer, I hurriedly let myself tremble in my heart like that stubborn little flame that was almost extinguished by a fan.

Fuck, bum, no, no!Wu Xie wakes up, let's make a quick decision!Turning to the blank page of the first one, I pointed to the...slot, forgetting that the first one was "Farewell My Concubine".There seemed to be something wrong, I blinked: "Uh... this is too hard, pass." I quickly turned over this one, but when I saw the next one, it was really like being struck by a thunderbolt , and blushed by the way.I was lying down a lot, and of course I forgot for a moment that the second one was "Happy Together"!The explosive scene at the beginning was also quickly awakened from memory.The person next to me... This one is too sensitive, of course I can't read this one.Isn't this the same as wanting to watch a DVD with a big girl, but turned out an pornographic movie in front of the big girl? I'll go!

I immediately flipped over like an electric shock: "This piece is not suitable for children, pass, pass!" Then I twitched angrily in my heart, bit off your useless tongue and forget it!What the fuck is it about saying it's not suitable for children!I secretly looked sideways at the Poker Oil Bottle.He was fanning and tilting his head to look at me, his eyes were still the same as before, burning.I seem to have really heard the "呲" of the flying ash annihilation.

Damn, I can't stay here anymore...

I reached out and swiped on the touchpad to light up the screen, and then put the CD case on the Poker Bottle's leg, breaking the can and smashing it. "I don't know what you like to watch, brother, you can choose by yourself, I'm going to take a shower." After finishing speaking, he quickly got up, went straight to the closet, took two clothes at random, and turned to him and said, "I'm going."

I was relieved when I saw Pokerfing let out a "huh" and really lowered my head to study the disk. When I turned around, I thought that fortunately the wallpaper is not some shady and weird thing.

But I never thought that taking a bath would be far from solving my problem.As soon as I closed my eyes, "Happy Together" was like a flood in front of my eyes. It wasn't those sad and beautiful exotic scenes, but the opening scene of so-and-so lying on so-and-so and twitching.And the fragrance of the shower gel swept back the feelings that had just been brought about by the physical contact with Poker Bottle.

In this way, the touch and taste of the stuffy oil bottle came to mind at once, and R18 at once.I can't find the switch, and I can't do a forced shutdown.They are mixed together, as if there is a chemical reaction.In short, I began to feel hypoxic again in this humid, sultry, small space. I couldn’t breathe, and my breathing became more and more short. Finally, I had to adjust the switch to the direction of cold water, and let the cold water pour myself about a piece of "Heart Sutra". "time.I didn't exhale until I thought that I had recovered all four things and completely calmed down, and turned off the water.

After washing, when I was approaching the door of the big house, I stopped with my camping light and listened carefully to the movement in the house.The sound of the computer was turned down very low by Boyoufeng. It was in Cantonese, so I couldn't understand it.I patted my face lightly to let myself relax.However, when I just stepped into the door, Poker bottle reached out and pressed the pause, moved outside, sat where I was sitting just now, watched me and waved to me: "Come here."

What was the past?What does it mean?

Damn, I'm really a little panicked, but, damn it, I can't panic, no matter what the known or unknown reasons are, I have to act as if nothing happened.I paused and asked, "What's wrong?"

In the end, that nasty Poker Bottle didn't make a damned sound, but just repeatedly beckoned.I could only swallow my saliva, bite the bullet and walked towards the sofa, and said silently while walking: I am very calm, I walk with the wind, I am very calm, I walk with the wind...

Poker bottle gradually became larger in my field of vision, and his face became clearer and clearer.He was expressionless, and the candles in his eyes were gradually replaced by the silver-white camping lights in my hand.This feeling is very strange, we are like a traveler who eats and sleeps, he sits by the bonfire in the camp, looks at me without moving, and does not speak.I was alone, echoing each step, and walked towards him, obviously getting closer, but it seemed that I had walked for a whole century, and I couldn't get in front of him no matter what.