The Prosperous Years of Wang Xiaohuo

Ouyang Lin drank quite boldly, taking a sip of a glass, and in a blink of an eye five or six glasses of wine had already entered his stomach.

Wang Xiaohuo looked at him appreciatively. The weather was hot and he drank white wine, and soon there were thin beads of sweat on his forehead.

With a habitual loose neckline, Ouyang Lin turned his head and yelled towards the middle of the shop: "Boss, can the fan be turned up?"

Then he smiled and said to Wang Xiaohuo: "It's better to drink beer, you look like you're sweating like a steamer, if you take off your clothes at home."

"Now you can take it off too."

"Here? That's too imageless, let's forget it."

"What are you afraid of? I don't care what others think when I'm cool." Wang Xiaohuo teased, pursing his lips.

"Fortunately, you can figure it out. If you want to take it off yourself, how can I say that I am also a respectable person. How decent is it to eat meat and drink in a big bowl with bare back and big chopsticks in public? I can't do this kind of thing."

"It's so hot that you still pay attention to ostentation, who knows you."

"Hey, let me tell you, boy, when did you learn to be so glib, you dared to tease me."

"This is really wronging me. It's all out of good intentions. It's not because I'm afraid that you're too hot. Heatstroke will be serious." Wang Xiaohuo's smile became stronger.

"I accept your kindness, and you can take it off, but you want to be with me, why don't you?"

Wang Xiaohuo blushed and said: "Whoever is with you, you can take it off if you like, and forget it if you don't."

Ouyang Lin laughed twice, lowered his voice and said, "What you said just now is always so awkward. When people first hear it, they think they are talking about it."

"You drank too much again." Wang Xiaohuo was about to get annoyed, but Ouyang Lin immediately answered, "I'm in a happy mood, just kidding, are you still pretending to be such a trivial matter?"

As soon as he snatched the white, Wang Xiaohuo really didn't like to get angry, he snorted heavily, turned his face away and didn't look at him anymore.

Ouyang Lin didn't take it seriously, and continued to drink the wine alone with relish.

"Do you think it's good to rent the house outside now?" After a while, Wang Xiaohuo couldn't help talking to him again.

"Are you talking to me?"

"Is there a third person at this table?"

"Oh, no, what did you ask me just now?"

"You...Ask if there is a house for rent near you."

"what?"

"What can I do, of course I live by myself."

"you alone?"

"What do you think?"

"who are you?"

In fact, during the conversation, Wang Xiaohuo had subconsciously brought the two of them closer together, calling Ouyang Lin the word "you".

"What do you think?" Wang Xiaohuo asked back, repeating the previous words.

"Oh, I see, you represent me." Ouyang Lin deliberately acted like he had suddenly realized, and then asked with a mysterious expression: "Renting a house? Is it not convenient to talk about friends and stay at home?"

"Live by yourself, okay?"

"Of course, I'm just curious."

"Forget it, I'll find out myself."

At this time, Ouyang Lin put away his smiling face and asked seriously: "Xiao Huo, tell me the truth, did you encounter any difficulties?"

"No."

"Then why did you move out from home?"

"If you want to be like this, if you want to be independent, can't you?"

"The bad temper has started again. I don't care about you." Ouyang Lin said this in a low voice, and Wang Xiaohuo was embarrassed, and quickly apologized, saying: "Brother, I'm sorry, I was annoyed, the tone was too harsh just now, don't Take it to heart."

"I won't argue with you, tell me, what's bothering you."

"It's nothing." Wang Xiaohuo was ashamed to explain the reason. After all, she was an aunt. No matter how she treated him, for the sake of his uncle, he couldn't gossip behind her back. Besides, it was normal for her not to want to live with him. After all, that home was her and her uncle's home, and she was at best a relative and an outsider.

"Is it uncomfortable to live in a relative's house?"

Wang Xiaohuo shook his head and said in a low voice, "Don't ask any more."

Seeing his embarrassment, Ouyang Lin really stopped asking. He frowned, thought for a while, and said slowly: "I don't usually pay attention to renting a house, but I can help you find out."

"Don't bother, I'll just look around for it myself."

"It's such a big deal, you just need to open your mouth and shut it up. But, are you in a hurry?"

"No."

"So..." Ouyang Lin hesitated to speak.

"how?"

"It's nothing, I'll help you ask, and I'll give you news when I find it."

"Thank you!"

"If you say thank you again, I'm going to lose my face, Xiaohuo, remember, if you treat me as Ouyang Lin as a friend, no matter what I do in the future, don't mention the word thank you to me." Ouyang Lin said seriously.

His sincerity moved Wang Xiaohuo, and when he was moved, he became more ashamed of the disrespectful verbal conflicts caused by his prejudice against him before. Thinking about it from another perspective, if there were no conflicts, how could he be so attached to him in his heart?

"Could it be... that I fell in love with him?" Wang Xiaohuo frightened and stopped this thought, not daring to think about it any further.