Wu Xie, see you!

I quickly looked away, and said "oh", just about to turn my wrist and withdraw my hand, the temperature and strength in my hand disappeared.I glanced at him, and he had already looked away and continued to drive without looking sideways, but his brows were no longer frowning.In my heart, I want to cover my face and change the station, what should I listen to if I don’t listen to the traffic station at this time...

When we got to the intersection, Poker Bottle didn't go into the right turn, but continued straight ahead, not in the direction of my house.where to?I turned my head and looked at him, but he didn't look at me, he was quite calm and didn't intend to explain.Well, the steering wheel is in his hands, and I, a hitchhiker, dare not question it.

After that, Poker-Face got into an alley, turned out of the alley and turned into a street, and then he got into another alley, and after that... I was not familiar with the roads in Beijing, and I was already dazed by him.However, what is gratifying is that the rain subsided while I was dizzy.Looks like my hunch was right - the rain won't last long.

We turned left and right, and kept shuttling through alleys, basically I didn't know each other, and my sense of direction had already left home.But I can tell that he did this to avoid all kinds of traffic jams on the main road.Although the rain is not too light, it must be enough to prevent you from getting wet while holding an umbrella.I glanced at my watch, it was around 08:30, night really fell.The alley in front of me was not too wide, and the street lights were dim. Looking towards the lights, the continuous rain in the sky appeared in the halo, and it was dyed orange, shining brightly.

The stuffy oil bottle was driven very cautiously, and the speed of the car was not fast.I didn't ask him where he was taking me along the way, and he wouldn't have sold me anyway, would he?But I couldn't help thinking that if I were to be sold, I would probably have to take it apart and sell it. Selling parts would be worth more than weighing them by the catty.In short, selling the whole thing is definitely a money-losing business, and it has to be thrown into your hands. Who would buy it and would not do it, and the ancestors who only know how to eat will be offered at home?

Poker-Face stopped the car suddenly, turned his hands behind his back, reached for the long-handled umbrella in the footwell of the back row, and handed it to me, saying, "You get out of the car first."

I looked around and found that I was still in a dimly lit alley.Although he had doubts, he still took the umbrella with an "oh", and pushed the door out with his bag.

After carrying my backpack, I took a few steps forward, turned around and saw that Poker Bottle was about to park alongside.The headlights were a bit dazzling, so I turned my eyes to look around.Probably because of the rain, there was no one in the alley, and only the sound of the rain splashing on the umbrella could be heard...Rainy nights are an excellent cover for murder, robbing and all kinds of dark transactions.Well, it looks like it's time to trade.I'm curious, who is this whole idiot who bought me?After he handed over the money to Poker-Face and me, I must smile and call him "SB".Thinking of this, someone suddenly got under my umbrella and came face to face with me, which made me shiver.Poker bottle squinted at me, and took the umbrella in my hand with his right hand: "What are you smirking at?"

I... Tilted my head and looked over him, the car had already been parked by him, and the co-pilot was leaning against the wall.It is impossible to tell him this kind of 2B idea!I coughed and said, "It's fine."

Poker bottle didn't ask any further questions, but pointed his chin in the direction behind me: "It's not easy to park in front, let's go out."

I said "hmm", turned around and retreated to his side, followed him to find the buyer, no, followed him to some unknown place.In the end, after walking a few steps, I saw some small grocery stores and clothing stores on both sides of the alley, and I didn't want to leave immediately.I pinched his arm, pointed to a family, looked at him earnestly and asked, "Go in and have a look?"

Poker-Face looked over there, nodded, and began to "take me" to "merge" towards that store.This posture is really... The umbrella he is holding is like the steering wheel he is holding, and because I have to chase the umbrella, I get out of the car like a passenger, let him take it away, and ask if I can pull over and I want to get off the car What.

There is a rain cover on the door of the small shop, and Poker Bottle stands under it, puts away the umbrella, and shakes the water.I saw that he was done, so I pushed open the door first, and waited for him with the door. There was a bell on the door, which made a pleasant "jingling bell".In the end, he ignored me, but took a look into the store, bent down and put the umbrella on the door frame, and left it outside... Well, he was quite careful, so I subconsciously stood on the welcome blanket at the door I rubbed my feet.

The shop owner was playing with his mobile phone with his head down, without raising his head, he muttered "Welcome".Seeing her like this, I still breathed a sigh of relief. I really can't get used to the kind of enthusiastic shopkeepers and waiters who chase you and run around you.

There is a metal birdcage on a small table near the door in the store, and there are two budgerigars in the cage, one blue and one yellow, and they chirp.Poker-Face seemed to be more interested, and bent down to look, but as soon as his face leaned over, the fur of the two parrots exploded slightly, turning into two balls of fur, and they opened their mouths tremblingly and squinted at him.Thinking that he wouldn't find out what they were doing, he moved carefully and "quietly" to the edge of the nest in the distance. I was so happy that I couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud.

Poker-Face glanced at me, and I quickly pointed to the cage and said, "It's pretty funny!" It showed that I wasn't laughing at him, and turned to get down to business.But the shoulders still shook, I really wasn't laughing at him.

In fact, the main reason is that it is really uncomfortable to wear damp clothes now, especially jeans and shoes, so I saw a clothing store trying to solve the "wet body" urgent need.This store mostly sells T-shirts, and the style is quite special. The patterns of T-shirts are like ink paintings.I fell in love with a panda. In fact, I am not a panda fan, but Panda is painted in an ink style, and it is really cute.I have to pick another one for Poker Bottle, because I got all wet, so I can't just care about myself.But I don't know what kind he likes... I looked at the person at the door who changed direction and stared at the frightened parrot persistently, finally made a decision, and found the one I just saw on the shelf.The pattern is on the back, not completely black and white, and there are a few faintly blurred colors, it is a big bird with wings spread, barefoot, with a pattern on the top of the head, quite domineering, somewhat mythical style, like a mythical beast.This is it!

The store sells other things besides T-shirts. I took two more plain shorts and two pairs of flip flops, put them on the counter, and cut down the price quickly. Pay before coming.I didn't tell him that I had his, and I didn't talk nonsense. I just picked up the set on the counter and handed it to him, saying, "Brother, go and change it."

He looked at the things in his hand, but didn't intend to move.I explained: "It's comfortable to put on, but it's uncomfortable to be wet."

He looked at me as if about to say something, and moved his mouth.Although I didn't know what he was going to say, two broken bottles of stuffy oil still appeared in my mind.One pursed his mouth and said critically: "It's not my style, I don't wear it." The other asked with a purse like a Tang monk: "Is it for me? How much? What kind of horse? No money? How dare you! Then how about this, after I get home and wash it, I will return it to you %￥...#@#..."

The two broken bottles made me very upset, and I frowned when I was upset, and I just raised my breath to let him stop talking, but unexpectedly, the Poker bottle suddenly unfolded, "Yeah", and nodded to me , turned around and went to the fitting room.Damn, this breath is holding me back...

The shopkeeper gave us a few big bags to store the changed clothes, two for each person, and it was really inconvenient to carry an umbrella when it rained, so we had to go back and put them in the car.When I got to the entrance of the alley again, I found that there was a crossroad formed by two alleys intersecting in front of me. I could go straight or turn left and right, but the north-south alley in front of me was wider.

How to go?I glanced at him, and the boring driver seemed to hesitate too.But he obviously thought about one route less than I did. Judging from the movement of his head, he was only hesitating whether to turn left or right.I couldn't help but think of the family secrets of people with selective disorder again in my heart: clay pot, clay bowl, get out.After I got the result, I went on silently chanting: left, left, left... Then the boring driver gestured with his chin in a very handsome manner for "this way", leading me to turn to the left!Fuck it's amazing!

There are shops on both sides of the road, restaurants, bars, coffee shops, clothing stores, very similar to the combination of ancient and foreign in Houhai.Familiar, not ordinary familiar!Suddenly, the name of a store reminded me of something, and the route we traveled was finally connected into a broken map in my mind.With the general orientation and the few places I recognized, I was enlightened. Isn't this the very famous alley in the legend!When I was in college, I came here once with my classmates. It was during the day, and the eyes were full of tour groups and tourists holding cameras. They were exposed to the sun and heat.It's dark and raining now, and the whole alley is deserted, and I didn't recognize it for a while.

As we walked, in front of a small old bar, Poker Bottle finally stopped, looked inside, turned back and said to me: "This is the one."

I came here... I glanced inside and then at him.However, he glanced at me in confusion, didn't say anything, just closed his umbrella and stepped into the threshold, the raindrops hit my head in an instant...I'll go!Did I hear the word "bar" just now?Didn't you discuss it with me?He even played this trick!Fortunately, the rain subsided... I had no choice but to run in quickly.

I can feel the warmth with your hand in mine when we walk on the shoreline.

I guess I'll never know why sparrows love the snow...

There were fast-paced English songs playing in the store, but there was no one there.Just as I was pressing on the countertop of the bar to take a look inside, suddenly a person came out from below and let out a "Yo".

Hold!I was already calm before I yelled, yo sister, who are you scaring!

The man waved at us and said flatteringly to the phone, "I'm not going to be poor with you, we're opening!"

After hanging up the phone, he invited us to sit down casually.Might really have something to do with the rain and it wasn't a weekend and we were the only guests.This bar is not big, there is no fine decoration and decoration, even the tables and chairs are not matched, each one is different, but each is old and shiny, covered with mottled scratches, with thick The sense of vicissitudes of life is quite interesting.There are not many seats, we turned around and chose to sit on the high stools in front of the bar, because the bar is next to the door, so it is breathable.

Ashamed to say, this is really the first time I have come to the bar. I am curious about everything I see, even researching the roof of the house.The house is old, and the wooden beams are covered with a layer of dust. The lighting facilities in the store are ordinary incandescent bulbs, not even energy-saving lamps, but the kind of tungsten filament lamps used at home when I was a child, and the lampshades are actually made of yellowed old lampshades. Surrounded by newspapers.

That little brother didn't look as old as me, he seemed to be a shopkeeper, and to celebrate the opening of the business, he immediately microwaved a bag of popcorn for us and poured out a small dish of peanuts.Are you so excited about opening?Although these were not worth a few dollars, I was quite flattered. I glanced at Poker Ping, and he was very calm. After nodding his thanks, he squeezed a piece of popcorn and ate it.

Unexpectedly, this is not over yet, the guy at the bar is also a bartender, and he messed around under the bar for a while, brought out two small wine glasses filled with different colors of wine, and put them in front of us, saying that the business was deserted and there were activities. It's a shot for today's first ten guests.

What a stroke of luck this is?I've never had a shot, but I've seen people who drink a shot (in movies), isn't it just a mouthful of boredom?I took a look, the color of the cup in front of me was divided into several layers like coffee, it shouldn't be a big problem to take a sip, so I thanked the little bartender, and then looked at the bottle of oil.He was still eating popcorn, not interested in the cup in front of him.I didn't care about him, I raised my neck and drank it first, and after drinking it, I smacked my mouth twice, blinked and said to him: "Sweet."

Boyoupin pushed the cup in front of him to me again, and raised his chin to signal for me to drink it.

"You don't drink?" I asked.

He shook his head and ate another peanut.

Having tasted the sweetness, I grinned: "Then I'll be impolite." Who would have imagined that after drinking it, I wouldn't be able to find adjectives, and the weird taste made my five senses tangled together.I shrank my neck and tilted my head to look at him.

He asked me: "How is it?"

I glanced at the little bartender who was packing something over there, and leaned into his ear and whispered, "Pepper aniseed flavor."

He nodded: "Fouzo."

This stuffy oil bottle has been eating snacks, and the wine hasn't moved a bit, how did he know?I looked at him suspiciously, and he nodded affirmatively at me.I narrowed my eyes to look at him again, and found that his expression had changed subtly.Suddenly, with a half-smile, he said meaningfully: "I smell it."

smell it?When did you smell it, while eating popcorn?Then he did it on purpose.No wonder I suddenly asked me how this cup is.He behaved so naturally, why didn't he make a movie!

"You! You..." I thought for a while, and couldn't give him a chance to be proud, so I took a peanut and put it in my mouth, chewed the peanut as if it were him, and smiled at him and said firmly, "Don't tell me, the aftertaste is quite delicious."

"It's delicious, have another drink." Unexpectedly, the boring oil bottle raised his hand to greet the little bartender while talking.

your sister!My face is going to be slapped.Come here!I can't slap the table and tell me not to act... Shi Ke can't be ashamed of self-harm. Now that things have happened, he can only bite the bullet and drink, slapping his face and pretending to be fat.The little bartender ran over when he heard the call, but Poker-Face didn't look at him, but at me... Could it be that the words "hero, forgive me" were accidentally revealed on my death-defying face?Poker bottle looked at me silently, but the corners of his mouth moved.However, he finally shifted his gaze to the bartender... Damn, did I misread the expression just now?He was not moved by the tragedy of my "hero, spare my life"?

"Tonic, Mojito," he said.

I know the tonic water, what is mo...mo...mo, the brand or name of the ouzo?For the first time, I feel anxious about my identity as an otaku who has never seen the world.The little bartender immediately got to work, tinkling.I don't even know what kind of expression I'm using to look at the bottle, but he is staring at all kinds of wine bottles on the shelf, but he doesn't look at me, he squeezes a piece of popcorn to eat, and even shakes Twice the legs.

There is fraud!Absolutely fraudulent!

So, when a large glass of mysterious transparent liquid with a thick layer of green leaves was brought over by the little bartender, I pushed it over proudly: "Brother, I'm a little hungry, I want to eat something first Things, this cup is for you to drink first, drink whatever you want, I invite you tonight!"

Poker Bottle raised his eyelids to look at me, opened the tab of the can and poured the tonic water into the cup, and spit out three words calmly, I immediately surrendered when I heard it, and wanted to lie on the bar and cry.

"I drive," he said.

"You don't!" Realizing that my tone was too aggressive, I paused, slowed down my voice, and muttered softly, "I can't drink...what bar..." I lazily pulled back the glass of wine.The glass was ice-cold, and I squeezed a palm of water.I turned it around and looked, and there was a corner of lime pressed by ice hidden in the layers of green leaves. Not to mention, this mysterious transparent liquid is actually quite small and fresh.

"we have agreed upon it."

I didn't expect Poker Ping to say such a word suddenly, I froze for a moment, and shifted my gaze from Qing Ning to his face.He didn't have a special expression, and he didn't mean to continue. I could only quickly rewind the tape and analyze it myself: It must not be what I said just now. I didn't fart on the stuffy oil bottle just now. It was all for my own entertainment. Happy to come.

Suddenly, there was a conversation behind him, and a new guest had arrived.For some reason, I seemed to hear the "ding ding ding" when I opened the door of the clothing store just now.I know, this "we agreed" must mean that I invited him to eat chicken in a courtyard, and advised him to go out more on the way home, and he said that he would let me accompany him and take care of himself, "it's a deal." " that time.That time I spit out all the slots.But, that's not because... I suddenly thought... I don't know what to say to him, so I nodded and lowered my head to study Lime.

It is raining outside now, and music is playing in the house, so the sound of rain can no longer be heard.The new guests sounded like a man and a woman. When the woman entered the door just now, she seemed to say "fuck you, it was you who said it".Are you making a movie, all kinds of subtleties.I unconsciously took a sip of the mysterious liquid, and the alcohol rolled over with bubbles, crackling and blooming on the taste buds, and I frown my eyebrows in an instant to regain my senses.How can there be any aniseed pepper, this is too delicious!Sweet and sour, with a refreshing mint flavor, describe it in one word - that is refreshing!

He didn't mess with me again, it was specially ordered for me.He couldn't drink that glass of ouzo because he was driving, so it was normal for him to drink it for me... Thinking about it, I glanced at him, and my stomach might be warm because of the alcohol.Poker Bottle didn't say a word, took a sip of his own tonic water, and looked away to look at the wine bottle with the same root as him on the opposite shelf... I looked behind the bar, reached out for a new straw, and put Get his tonic.

Porky Bottle's chewing movement paused, and he turned his gaze to me.Holding a straw in one hand, like operating some precision instrument, I took a little effort to get the lime out, carefully moved it to the top of his glass, and dropped it into the tonic.The lime sank and then floated up again, pushing away the floating ice cubes and releasing many small bubbles along the way.I stuck the straw in again and poked after it, trying to squeeze the last bit of lemon juice out of it.

I silently pushed Wu Xie's self-made "non-alcoholic mo" to him, along with the straw.He looked down, lowered his head and held the straw to take a sip, looked at me after drinking, and nodded.

I asked, "How is it? Do you want some honey or syrup?"

Poker Bottle shook his head: "No need."

Is that just what it means?Thinking about it this way, I felt an indescribable feeling in my heart, as if there were also thousands of small bubbles rising and exploding with jubilation one after another.

I don't know if it's because the rain is light and the time is about the same, or because we, as customers of the opening, sitting at the door really have the effect of a lucky cat, and the store is filled with people.The little bartender ran over after finishing his work, which means that there are too many customers now, and they have to pay by ordering once.I expressed my understanding, and prevented Poker Bottle from trying to take out his wallet, and took the lead in taking out his wallet to settle the bills for tonic water and mo.Therefore, I saw two Live tickets behind Mao Sang in my wallet.

Another day is coming, and there is no suitable person to accompany me... I sneaked a look at the stuffy oil bottle drinking my processed tonic water, and took a breath.However, he put his fingers on the ticket, and after thinking about it, he withdrew his hand and closed the wallet.But... I opened it and looked again.I opened the wallet, closed it, opened it again, and closed it again, but I still couldn't make up my mind.After all, the person who gave me the ticket is too special, and I don't know...whether Poker-Face will refuse.

Unexpectedly, when I was in a daze, the wallet suddenly "flyed" away from my hand!The speed was so fast, I still kept holding the wallet, but my hand was already empty, and I was shocked when I reacted: in broad daylight, no, someone robbed money in public!

"looking at what."

The word "grab money" was almost shouted out!I followed the sound and looked over, but the sight I saw couldn't let me breathe a sigh of relief.As if I did something shameful and was caught on the spot, I was still in shock and even had a strange feeling that I would rather someone come to rob the money so as to avoid disaster.At least that would be the end of it all, and my mother no longer has to worry about my entanglement, what a fucking pity...

I saw Poker bottle clamping my wallet with two fingers, lifted it up, looked at me, and looked at me again.

"I didn't see anything!" I blurted out.

He twirled his fingers, like a gambler playing a poker card. I didn't even see what route the wallet took, so I changed from being held between my fingers to being held in his palm.I thought he was going to give it back to me, but I reached out and found nothing.Poker bottle suddenly raised his left hand and placed it on it as if to open it, with a serious expression on his face.

etc!No, why panic.He doesn't know about tickets, and he won't be interested in how many Maosang you have. It is impossible to find tickets by looking through your money, so he is completely manly.Besides, so what if you saw it?Only two tickets, what not to see?It's not something banned by the eighteenth century, just look at it.I took a sip of something to relax myself: "Just now I suddenly realized that the amount of money seems to be wrong, and I'm trying to settle accounts..."

Fuck, is it so unbelievable that I will settle accounts?Why are you squinting!

However, Believe it or not, Poker-Face didn't open the wallet, but stretched out his palms towards me, and motioned for me to take it away.Probably because his sudden and curious behavior was too abnormal, he seemed a little childish, unexpectedly cute, in short, my thinking has undergone some wonderful changes.I frowned, put on an expression of "I lost, you won" and said: "Forget it, I'll tell you the truth..." I took the wallet from his palm, opened it, and showed it to him The photo in the wallet is a photo of me wearing a bachelor's uniform with my parents on the day of graduation. "Actually..." I lowered my eyelids, shifted my eyes to the right and didn't look at him, pursed my lips, and muttered, "Yes... I miss my mother..." After finishing speaking, I glanced at him secretly with squinting eyes, and my shoulders held back. I couldn't help shaking.

It must be that my acting skills have improved, it's too realistic, and I'll be suffocated by me.It seems completely unexpected that the answer will look like this?He looked at the photos in my wallet, moved his lips, and was speechless for a moment, then looked at me with indescribable eyes, as if looking at a poor animal, and slightly apologized: "Wu... "

Is this trying to comfort me?Help, is it so difficult to comfort others!I couldn't even control the corners of my mouth, and finally burst into a trembling laugh, and these strange laughs successfully choked back the word "evil".Unexpectedly, Poker-Face raised his eyebrows, and stretched out his hand towards me... How could I know what he was going to do!Subconsciously, I raised my wallet, shrank my neck, blocked and dodged, as if shouting "a hero, spare my life", and closed my eyes and shouted: "I didn't laugh at you!"

It seems that some things are not so difficult all of a sudden?Afterwards, I took out a ticket and patted it on the bar counter, and pushed it towards him: "Actually, I have two tickets for the night after tomorrow. If you are interested, come and see." Finally relieved, I exhaled and hurried Putting away the wallet, she shook her legs and glanced at him.Seeing him poking his neck to look, I thought for a while, "Oh, brother, it's not necessary, look at you, it doesn't matter if you don't want to go."

But Poker-Face nodded: "I'll go." After speaking, he put his hand on the ticket and prepared to take it away.

Before I could be happy, I suddenly thought of something very important, so I quickly slapped it down, including his hand and the ticket.The action was so sudden that Poker Face was taken aback for a moment, and he gave me a questioning and slightly painful look.

"You... don't tell anyone, it's a secret..." After I finished speaking, I still thought it was too vague, so I added, "No...no one can tell."

Seeing that Poker Fever frowned and thought for a while, then nodded earnestly and let out a "huh", I let go of his hand in peace, watched him collect the ticket, and then shook his hand... I was shocked. There is a faint tingling sensation in the palm of my hand, that palm was too hard just now... quickly change the subject!

"By the way, I haven't eaten the sandwich yet, so I don't know if it's bad or not!" I finished speaking in one breath, picked up the backpack and rummaged through it.Things like sandwiches are easy to spoil. Although there is air conditioning in the car, and the temperature is still mild on rainy days, it is summer after all, and I have covered it for several hours, so I am still worried.I peeled off the plastic wrap and smelled it, and felt that there was nothing wrong with it. Didn’t everyone say that rotten fish and rotten shrimp can’t kill people?Thinking about it, I handed Poker Bottle one.He took it and sniffed it, but obviously he didn't want to be a guinea pig testing whether that statement was true or false.He didn't eat it, and he didn't let me eat it. He called the bartender and asked him to heat it up in the microwave for us.

Of course, the texture and taste of the hot one is a bit strange. While eating, I couldn't help but think: I must be incompatible with their company's tuna sandwiches, either I can't eat it or I can't eat fresh ones.The tonic water in the Porky Bottle was finished, and he planned to ask for another can. He asked me if I wanted it, and said that it could be poured directly into a cup like mo or something.I am a person who, when I was a child, held my grandfather’s table and was fed by my grandfather dipped in white wine with chopsticks. None of my college roommates could drink better than me, so I thought that this cocktail, which is no different from soda, would drink four more Five cups, no problem at all.The bar is always here, and I'm not a driver, so why not drink tonic water!But I don't know anything about foreign wine or cocktails, and I can't figure out what to do when I see a bunch of weird names.

When I was hesitating, Poker Ping ordered a cup of Long Island Iced Tea for me, and it was quite delicious!No wonder the second uncle once said that alcohol will amplify the feelings in your heart at the moment. When you are happy, it will make you happier, make you obsessed with it, depend on it, and finally become addicted to it. ".

I was full of food and drink, and in such a fresh place, gradually, I had an unprecedented sense of satisfaction and joy.This feeling is indescribable, as if everything you see is filtered by something, maybe stained glass, maybe a kaleidoscope.In short, everything I saw became gorgeous and beautiful, and the little bartender who sneaked to our side in a hurry, used the computer to cut the songs he liked to listen to, and swayed his body to sing a few lines in accordance with the rhythm was very cute.The whole person seems to have entered some kind of fantasy land, maybe I am Wu Lisi who is lost in Wonderland now.I think that my current state should be the so-called state of drinking "in place" in the mouth of the fat man-one point more is too much, and one point less is not enough.

Idon'twanttohavetopretendThislovercomestomefirstasfriendNotmeanttobeorevenhappenThis song played by the little bartender is a little psychedelic and a little provocative.Except for one or two lines, I basically couldn't understand what they sang. I asked him what song it was, and he wrote the title of the song on a tissue to show me - Youemeusthem.I didn't understand a few simple words, and I was embarrassed to ask the Poker Bottle next to me, so I was stunned for a while, and then started to search for cigarettes in my bag.What is the old saying?There is no distinction between tobacco and alcohol, a cigarette after a meal is better than a living god, in short, I really want to smoke.I took out one and put it in my mouth. Just as I was about to light it, an impulse surged in my heart. I opened the cigarette case again and handed it to the oil bottle. I touched his arm, shook out a few cigarettes, and asked him: "Smoke Don't you smoke?" With a cigarette dangling from his mouth, his words were a little unclear, and he sounded bald.

I know that I am not asking casually out of politeness, but purposefully—wanting to confirm one thing.It's just that it's not clear to me why I'm doing this, and what this behavior confirms.Even so, my heart beat a little faster, because I was nervous.I can't tell whether I want him to take a cigarette, or whether I want him to shake his head and say no.It seemed that no matter what choice he made, it was something I didn't want to see.

Boyouping looked at me, and then looked down at the cigarette in my hand.I waited with bated breath, every microsecond seemed like a century.Whether you want to smoke or not, the boring man who has suffered thousands of knives, please decide within 0.01 seconds!Damn, I regretted it all of a sudden, let him smoke as soon as he smokes, why make yourself suffer this with such a weird mood!Besides, if my memory serves me right, the last time I smoked Boyouping was 555. Maybe my home-made flue-cured tobacco doesn’t like smoking.I took the cigarette out of my mouth and gave it to him, no, I found an excuse for myself: "Not used to smoking?"But the moment he stopped, Poker Bottle grabbed my wrist and took one out of the cigarette case: "There's nothing I'm not used to."

What he said...was the same as the title of this song, so I couldn't figure out what it meant.It seems that I can understand it as I like: domestic cigarettes are also available, and there is nothing I am not used to smoking?I don't smoke, but I can smoke one. Is there anything I'm not used to?

Expand your own fart!Look at this shitty excuse I'm making.I hurriedly picked up the lighter and lighted his cigarette for him, but he was the same as he treated the fat man in the stairwell last time. After the cigarette was lit, he lightly touched the back of my hand twice with his fingers, nothing special... So Wu Xie, smoke well ,Stop it.

During this smoking time, we were both extremely quiet, looking at the wine bottles on the cabinet together.I don't know what he's thinking, but to my credit, he certainly doesn't know what I'm thinking either.Because I don't even know what I'm thinking.

Suddenly, I felt like someone was on my right, and the strong smell of perfume was quite close to me. I was not in the mood to look, but I saw Poker Bottle poking his neck to look at me suddenly.No, his eyes passed in front of me, looking at my right side, and his face was expressionless, his eyes were very cold. It is estimated that if he looks at a fly now, that fly can be directly frozen into a specimen.I turned my head following his gaze, and saw a...foreigner standing by the empty seat on my right?

The foreigner was not tall, and when he saw me turning around, he moved his gaze towards me, smiled slightly gentlemanly, and took out a paper from the stack of papers in his hand and put it on my face. next to me, nodded to me, and left.When he was leaving, he looked back at Poker Bottle again.Poker Bottle stared at him from the beginning to the end, until he walked out of the door before turning around and stubbing out the cigarette in the ashtray.

I didn't know what the situation was, so I quickly looked at the paper that the person put next to me, it was just a club's event leaflet... I don't even understand what the situation was just now, isn't the foreigner just posting a small advertisement of it?It's not aliens sent by monkeys to destroy the earth, what's the problem?I put out my cigarette, took a sip of wine, and took out my phone to check.In order to alleviate the strange atmosphere that suddenly fell between us, I took the initiative to find a word: "Hey brother, the Playful event is online today, have you watched it?"

Poker Bottle shook his head: "Not yet."

I said: "Oh yes, I haven't sent you a report yet, I will do it tomorrow, it's very interesting!"

Poker Bottle nodded.Afterwards we were silent again, I thought for a while and asked again: "Then do you want to see it now?"

Seeing Pokerfing nodded again, I breathed a sigh of relief, and said to myself that I finally found something to do again, otherwise I would become a damned Pokerfinger soon.And it's been several hours. Since I'm in charge of this matter, I have to keep an eye on WeChat or Weibo.

The screen of the mobile phone is small, and we have to get closer to watch it together, but this high chair is made of wood, heavy, and has no wheels, so it is not easy to move. It looks like it has to be moved down.Unexpectedly, just as I was about to go down, Poker Face suddenly turned sideways, grabbed the edge of my chair with both hands, and pulled it hard, even pulling me and the chair over... Judging from the position of the wine glass, he How about 20 centimeters to pull me over?I weigh 140 pounds!I glanced at him with complicated eyes, he didn't say anything, he just shook his hands and raised his chin to signal me to continue.

This man is really strong, absolutely don't mess with him...

After turning on the phone and seeing the screen saver, I was stunned for a moment, and my heart just "fucked".gingerbread Man!How could I forget this!I stole a glance at him.After Poker Bottle saw it, he really looked up at me.I quickly laughed, pretending to be calm and said: "It was filmed yesterday, it was fun."

He nodded: "You haven't finished eating yet."

I'm embarrassed to tell him