[Soul Soul Floating Life Like a Dream] Snowy Night

It was night, Chou finished telling Xiao Jiu a bedtime story, and when he got up to wash up, he heard footsteps in Luo Fusheng's room.

Luo Fusheng's left leg was injured, and when he walked, all his strength was on his right leg, and the sound of his footsteps was very clear in this quiet night.

Chou stopped and knocked lightly on Luo Fusheng's door, wanting to see if there was anything he needed his help with.

"Come in." Luo Fusheng said.

Ugly pushed the door open, Luo Fusheng's room was not lit, he was sitting on the armchair in front of the window, when Ugly opened the door, he wiped his cheek with the ball of his finger and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Tonight is a full moon night, the cold moonlight shines on Luo Fusheng through the window, he holds the portable flagon he carries with him in his hand, and looks at Chou.

"You're still injured, so you can't drink." Chou walked up to Luo Fusheng and took the flagon from Luo Fusheng's hand.

Luo Fusheng was caught off guard by him, he said: "This wine is for saving lives!"

ugly puzzled.

Luo Fusheng said again: "I can't sleep."

Chou said, "Drinking is useless."

Luo Fusheng said: "I know it's useless, at least I can feel better when I'm drinking."

This feeling, the ugly feeling is the same.

Occasionally, when he saves a little money, he will also buy a glass of wine. With that glass of wine that night, he will sleep better than other times, and those unhappy things seem to be forgotten by him at that moment Finally, let him take a moment to breathe in this mud.

Chou returned the jug to Luo Fusheng, and Luo Fusheng took a sip of it, patted the bed, and signaled him to sit down.

Luo Fusheng: "Is it difficult to find a job today?"

Ugly nodded.

Luo Fusheng said: "The world is too chaotic now, and business is not easy to do. You didn't have any contacts before. When my leg is healed, I will go out to find a job. Don't worry, since I brought you and Xiaojiu back, I won't let you go. You'll be left on the streets again."

Chou said, "You don't have to take care of Xiao Jiu and me."

Luo Fusheng smiled: "I regard you as a brother, and Xiao Jiu, that little girl probably has a predestined relationship with me."

Chou looked at Luo Fusheng: "I went to MGM today and met Sister Shuang."

Luo Fusheng frowned and looked at him: "Did you go to MGM?"

"Sister Shuang said, Hou Li let it go, and the ban is not allowed to help you. Whoever helps you is against the Hong Gang. I'm afraid you won't be able to find a job." Chou said.

Luo Fusheng lightly placed his hand on his injured left leg, and said in a deep voice, "His strength is not strong enough to cover the sky with one hand."

"There's also Xu Xingcheng." Chou reminded.

As soon as Xu Xingcheng was mentioned, Luo Fusheng's eyebrows were tightly knit together. He took a sip of wine and said, "I'm already like this, he should be satisfied, right?"

Chou said: "Never overestimate human nature."

Luo Fusheng smiled: "Your words sound like you have experienced something?"

"Yes." Ugly said, "I have experienced it."

Luo Fusheng opened his mouth, wanting to ask him what he had experienced, but in the end he didn't ask. If this is the scar in Chou's heart, why would he bother to uncover other people's scars?

Chou said: "Tomorrow I will go to MGM to learn bartending and become a bartender."

Luo Fusheng said: "But, the bartender needs to remove makeup and change clothes, you... don't you want to?"

Chou didn't answer this question. He said, "I made a suit before, but I don't know if it fits right now. I'll change it...can you help me see?"

Luo Fusheng nodded.

Chou went out to change clothes, and returned to Luo Fusheng's room seven or eight minutes later, Chou turned on the light.

He was wearing a three-piece gray suit that fit well, but he still had clown makeup on his face, which looked very discordant.

"How?" Ugly asked.

Luo Fusheng didn't know how to comment, he said: "Can you wipe off your clown makeup? It looks very strange now."

Chou turned around and went out, and the sound of water came from outside after a while.

Luo Fusheng was really curious about ugly make-up removal, he stood up with a chair and limped to the living room.

Chou was sitting at the dining table, hearing footsteps and looking back, Luo Fusheng couldn't help laughing, he didn't know what was painted on Chou's face, all the oil paints were mixed together, it looked dark, like just It's like rubbing the bottom of someone's pot.

Ugly soaked the towel in water, and carefully wiped the oil paint on his face, and also to prevent his shirt from being stained, his movements were so cautious that Luo Fusheng felt a cold sweat for him.

Finally, when Chou rubbed the towel in the water and wrung it dry, Luo Fusheng raised his hand and took away his towel, and sat down next to him: "Let me help you unload it, it will definitely not stain your clothes."

As he spoke, he lifted Chou's chin with one hand, took a towel in the other to wipe off the color that was not wiped off Chou's face, and said, "Close your eyes."

Chou closed his eyes, and he could feel Luo Fusheng rubbing his forehead, his eyes, his cheeks, and his lips with a towel in a somewhat rough manner. Luo Fusheng's fingers were gently pressed against his chin, and he His fingers were slightly cool, and Chou could still smell a faint smell of alcohol.

Luo Fusheng originally thought that under the ugly mask, there must be an unattractive face, but after he wiped the oil paint around the eyes for the ugly, the original outline of the eyebrows was revealed, which turned out to be a pair of sword eyebrows, dense and long eyelashes like the wings of a black raven.

Chou still had his eyes closed, and Luo Fusheng's movements suddenly became much softer. A few minutes later, Luo Fusheng wiped off the makeup on Chou's face.

Maybe it was because he didn't speak for a few minutes, and Luo Fusheng's voice was a little hoarse when he spoke again: "Okay, okay."

Chou opened his eyes and looked at Luo Fusheng.

It turned out that those eyes covered by black makeup were so beautiful.Those were a pair of typical peach blossom eyes, the double eyelids were so deep that they seemed painted on, the amber eyes shone with light, and Luo Fusheng saw his own shadow in his eyes.

At this moment, a word popped out of Luo Fusheng's mind - the eyebrows are picturesque.

How could there be such a good-looking man in the world?

As a man, he felt that just looking at him and being watched by him made his heart beat faster.

Luo Fusheng was fascinated for a moment.

Ugly without makeup, he was already very uncomfortable. Seeing Luo Fusheng staring at him in a daze, he frowned and asked, "Did I... frighten you?"

"No, how could it be?" Even frowning is so pleasing to the eye...

Luo Fusheng came back to his senses and realized that he had lost his composure. He subconsciously reached into his bosom to grab the flagon to drink, but he took a while to realize that he had left the flagon in the bedroom.

Chou said, "I'll wear this to Mei Gao Mei tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay, that's great!" Luo Fusheng couldn't help staring at the ugly face, and finally couldn't help asking, "You know, you are very good-looking yourself?"

"I know, but I don't like it," said Ugly.

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Forgive my writing for not being able to describe his face, staring at his eyes with rainbow lights!