inherent gravity

"Long time no see, Boss Huang."

"This is..." Huang Kang was stunned for a while and then realized immediately: "The little brother who picked up Xiaoqing at the gate of the hospital last time?"

"En." Kou Xiao didn't bother to explain any more, turned around and patted Tan Laoer's face roughly: "Let's go, you pay the bill yourself."

"...Brother, you just left? Don't play any more?" Tan's second son was not fully awake yet, but he also keenly felt the strange atmosphere of the scene, and immediately straightened his back: "Then It’s good to leave!”

"Get out." Kou Xiao flicked his hands and walked towards the door, his foot just stepped on the fragments of the fruit plate on the ground and made a muffled sound.

"Let me clean it up." Mu Qing quickly squatted down in a panic, hardly daring to look Kou Xiao in the eye.

"It doesn't matter, let's leave it for now." Huang Kang grabbed him, and looked at Kou Xiao with an unknown smile in his long and narrow eyes: "Don't you know the little brother's name?"

"Kou." Kou Xiao and him looked at each other for a few seconds, then his eyes gradually moved down to their connected palms, and the corner of his mouth curled up: "I didn't expect Boss Huang, who looks so talented, actually likes men."

"Brother Kou is wrong to say that," Huang Kang still smiled, "I do like men, but Xiao Qing is not my boyfriend."

"Oh? Really." Kou Xiao showed a playful smile: "If it's not a boyfriend, then it's a gun/friend?"

The smile on Huang Kang's face disappeared in an instant, and he almost couldn't maintain that polite and hypocritical posture: "...What did you say?"

"It's nothing, isn't your toilet very convenient? There are handrails." Kou Xiao sneered.

"It's not like this!" Mu Qing, who was at a loss, finally pushed Huang Kang's hand and took a step forward: "I...I really only work here, and I don't have that kind of relationship with Brother Kang. "

Kou Xiao stared at him, his originally pretty face was transformed beyond recognition by makeup, the light red eye shadow and upturned black eyeliner outlined a coquettish aura, but it was not as seductive as the one I saw just now in the toilet , on the whole, there is still a sense of aloofness and loneliness.

Well, it's quite attractive, but it doesn't work for him.

He quickly suppressed the shocking feeling just now, but Mu Qing's appearance could not make him connect with the submissive image he had at school and in the small supermarket.

Very good, just pleasantly surprised.

Kou Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly: "It doesn't matter, it has nothing to do with me anyway."

"Brother Kou, I'll let you off your bill today." Huang Kang rubbed his wrist and looked at Tan Laoer who was paralyzed on the sofa, and no longer concealed his impatience and anger in his tone: "Please."

"Don't worry, I won't come again in the future." Kou Xiao gave him a half-hearted smile, and gave Mu Qing a meaningful look before leaving.

Mu Qing's back couldn't help trembling a few times, and his fingertips pinched his palms.

not like this.

"Damn it." Huang Kang suddenly swears, and after ordering the people in the private room next to him to clean up the floor, he dragged Mu Qing out: "What's that kid's full name?"

"Kou Xiao." Mu Qing's voice was very low.

"Kou Xiao, right?" Huang Kang's face was sullen, his eyes flickered fiercely: "A bastard with no hair on his face is just fucking shit."

"Brother Kang?" Mu Qing stared at him in a daze, and the indifferent expression that strangers should not enter had returned to his face: "Forget it, he helped me before."

"It's for the sake of this." Huang Kang snorted coldly, put his arms around Mu Qing's shoulders with a sincere gesture: "Xiao Qing, you must keep a good distance from that kind of person. It’s not a good thing at first glance, bah.”

"I see." Mu Qing took a few steps back with drooping eyes, "I'm going to help clean up."

"Okay." Huang Kang let go of his hand, and said with a little worry: "Be careful not to prick your hand!"

Mu Qing hummed and blinked, forcefully suppressing the soreness in her eyes, but the tip of her nose blushed uncontrollably.

After tidying up the debris on the floor and dragging it again, he let out a sigh of relief, and leaned on the bar counter tiredly, watching the group of monsters dancing wildly. For some reason, the lights on the dance floor were particularly dazzling today, and they were shaken. After a while, I felt dizzy.

"Hey, look at that one over there."

There was a table of dandies beside them who stopped the dice in their hands one after another, and one of them with pigtails kept rolling his eyes on Mu Qing's face: "It looks pretty good, why don't you call me over to play?"

"Come on, you," the person next to him sneered, "you don't know about that yet?"

"What's the matter?" Pigtail rubbed his chin: "I like this kind of stuff, it looks different from those coquettish and bitch outside."

"Do you want to splash your blood later?" Everyone at the table laughed.

"What?" Pigtail frowned.

"That brat's name is Ah Qing. The people at the other table wanted to touch him, but they said they didn't want to. In the end, they hugged him a few times and smashed the wine bottle on the other person's head. He even cut his wrist with the fragments! "

"So ruthless?" Xiao Zhui'er opened her mouth wide in surprise, and the way she looked at Mu Qing changed: "Why don't you just play a chaste girl! And cut/wrist?"

"Yeah, no one will dare to order him in the future, and at most they will have a few drinks with him." Someone clicked his tongue a few times, "Fortunately, the boss here has some skills and dared to cover him, otherwise he would have been dragged out and stripped naked gone."

"Excellent." Xiao Zhui'er took a sip of wine silently.

"Why, do you still want to ask him to come over to play? It's okay to just accompany him for a drink?" The person next to him laughed again.

"No." Xiao Zhui'er's eyes turned cold, and he snorted uninterestedly: "I still like to be good."

A table of people laughed wildly and slapped the table, causing the poker on the table to be scattered all over the floor, and was covered with a layer of blood by the flickering lights.

"Aqing!"

When Mu Qing heard someone calling him, he quickly raised his head, went to the bar and looked at the list, carefully picked up a dozen heavy drinks and put them on a nearby table: "Hi, this is the power package you ordered."

"Yo, you look good!" A drunken man looked up at him, and stretched out his long arms to grab him: "Come and play with me!"

"Guest, please respect yourself." Mu Qing quickly took a step back, his expression as cold as his tone: "I refuse all physical contact."

"Hey! You're so gutsy!" The man yelled as soon as he smashed the wine glass: "You are so arrogant to sell yourself! Look, if I don't take you today..."

Mu Qing stared at him without saying a word, the people beside him quickly went up and held down the man, whispered something in his ear, and finally looked back at Mu Qing with great disdain.

The man was held down for a long time before he let go, his misty eyes finally regained a sliver of clarity, and he looked at Mu Qing with contempt: "It turned out to be quite fierce, isn't it! It's muddy but not stained!"

Mu Qing turned around and left without saying a word, but was stopped by the man again:

"Don't go! Aren't you good at pretending? If you drink up all the wine on the table, brother, I will open a bottle of spades today!"

The shout was quite loud, and the tables next to them cheered when they heard it, and the music on the dance floor also accelerated its tempo, so deafening that it almost pierced people's eardrums.

Mu Qing looked at these crazy people blankly, and stretched out a white and slender hand after a while: "Okay."

The wine flowed down the throat all the way to the stomach. Although Mu Qing had long been used to the burning sensation, he couldn't help but stretched out his hand to cover his abdomen, and hummed twice with a painful expression.

There was deafening music and whistles in his ears, and there was a large group of smiling people holding mobile phones to take pictures around him. The chaos and flashing lights were integrated into one, which made him sick to his stomach just like the drinks.

So sad......

I feel sick...

Mu Qing pressed his abdomen in pain.

"Come on, come on, there's nothing else to do but drink some hot water to hangover first."

Mu Qing nodded, took the water, rinsed his mouth, and drank another large cup in one breath, only to feel the stomach that had just been vomited back into his stomach again, wiped his mouth and gave a polite smile: "Thank you."

"Oh." The person who poured water for him sighed and went out.

Mu Qing tried his best to stand up and pushed open the only small window in the lounge, sniffing the night wind blowing greedily, while enduring the second wave of tumbling in his stomach.

The mobile phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated, Mu Qing wiped the sweat from his forehead and took it out with trembling hands, his eyes darkened when he saw the note displayed on it, and he quickly picked it up: "...Mom? "

"Xiaoqing! Have you eaten yet?" A loud female voice came from over there, and the background sound was quite noisy, as if someone was arguing.

"Eat." Mu Qing took a breath and said, although he was sweating from the pain, he forced a smile: "Is my brother disobedient again?"

"Yeah! It's annoying me to have trouble with his aunt every day."

The woman walked to a quieter place before throwing out the main topic of the day: "Qing, can I send another 1000 yuan to my family this month?"

"One... one thousand?" The smile on Mu Qing's face was a little stiff.

"Yes! But didn't you just finish paying your brother's tuition this month, and mom's money is tight!" the woman shouted into the microphone.

"Didn't I give you [-] last month?" Mu Qing held his stomach tightly, and the momentary cramping made him almost speechless: "So soon... it took Is it over?"

"Oh, which of these firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea doesn't cost money? What's wrong with you?" The woman asked suspiciously after a pause.

"It's okay, I'll send it to you later." Mu Qing gritted his teeth and said with difficulty.

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