I give the vampire boss an umbrella

Linka's alarm clock rang every 5 minutes, and it was a shattered dream.

The handsome man in the dream said that he wanted to marry him, and it was useless to resist.

"But I don't want to resist," Linka said, "but I want to be on top."

"Are you on top?" The man smiled contemptuously, "See if I don't suck you dry."

Linka asked with great interest: "How do you smoke? Where do you smoke? How long?"

"Using a needle, starting at [-] milliliters, pricking the buttocks, is more than donating blood. Are you resistant?" the man asked.

Linka took a look at the needle tube, he was thick and skilled.

He swallowed and asked the man, "Does this needle hurt?"

"I'm good at technology, it doesn't hurt," but the man's voice became smaller and smaller, "Linka, your alarm clock is ringing again..."

"Fuck!"

The alarm clock rang intermittently for an hour, and Rinka finally remembered why he set the watch on the morning of the big weekend.

Before I opened my eyes, I sent a message to ask my boyfriend to have dinner together.

In addition to Shuaibi in the dream, Rinka also has a real boyfriend who is a busy man, and every time he goes on a date, it will be like a hunger marketing.

[He Mingzhi: I'm sorry baby, I really don't have time today. 】

"I don't have time. Those who don't know think I'm fucking in love with the vice principal." Linka stuffed the phone under the pillow and fell asleep again.

The man with the thick needle disappeared, but Linka knew that he would come back.

I've been dreaming about him lately.

The faces that cannot be seen clearly, the groans, groans and entanglements of countless nights, are mixed with restraint and desire.

They go from cold to hot, from no pulse to a stalled heartbeat.

In the dream, it was blood red, and when I woke up, I washed my underwear every day.

I didn't wash today, Linka's alarm clock was set too early.

Ever since she got together with He Mingzhi, she has never dated seriously. Linka doesn't know what dating is, only what cheating is.

Every time they meet, they are as cautious as two underground spies meeting in a spy movie.

He is obviously not such a cautious person.

The more she slept, the more angry she became, and her dreams were shattered. Rinka was so angry that she was so awake that she made a phone call, "He Mingzhi, just have a meal at night, really don't have time?"

Knowing that the venue seems to have changed because of answering the phone, He Mingming said in a low voice, "Don't make trouble, baby, I'm very busy today, and Bi She will continue to change."

He Mingzhi's tone was slow, and Linka yawned after listening, "You are all out of class, do you have to change it on weekends? How did I hear that your tutor asked you to get it done before graduation..."

"Kaka, I have my own plan," He Mingzhi said, "I'm about to graduate, and I'm really busy."

"Okay, stop," Linka asked, "I don't have time in the evening, what about lunch? Anyway, we have to eat, so we can just share a table in the cafeteria."

He Mingzhi said, "You know, I don't usually make appointments with people in cafeterias alone, and it's easy for people to..."

"You're the president of the school's student union, I know." You're not a big star, who cares about other than eating in a restaurant and shit can attract crowds?

"Didn't you have a dinner date with Ni Xiaoshi alone?" Linka said.

He Mingzhi was taken aback for a moment, and said in an unnatural tone, "What does it have to do with him?"

"Yeah, you have nothing to do with him. Why do you two have a date alone? It has something to do with me. Is he special or I am special? I wrote on my face 'I am gay, whoever eats with me will have a date with me. Legs'?" Linka asked.

He Mingzhi said helplessly: "...he is a new member of my club, don't you know, we had dinner that time, and you saw him."

"That's such a coincidence." Linka, who is a master of yin and yang, said, "If you don't join your club at the beginning of freshman year, you will abdicate. If he comes again, why don't you let the new president receive him?"

"Kaka, let's talk about things carefully, don't argue," He Mingzhi spoke more and more slowly, "The new president rejected his application. I agreed, and he said he wanted to invite me to dinner. I can't refuse this." face?"

Linka didn't know why he gave Ni Xiaoshi face as a freshman, but He Mingzhi was so calm that Linka suspected that he was too aggressive.

So Linka didn't speak.

Lifting the bar is a trivial matter. Give him a fulcrum, and he can lift the entire earth.

He Mingzhi said, "Kaka, are you jealous? I won't meet him alone in the future, okay?"

"There's nothing to be jealous about." The Linka man had been dead for three days, and his mouth was still stiff.

Besides, a fucking calligraphy club is nothing to do with it. The hip-hop club recruits a hundred or eighty people a year just for freshmen. Does everyone have to eat together?

"You are not afraid of being known as gay when you have dinner with freshmen from the club. In the eyes of outsiders, I am also your junior. I often deal with each other in the student union. Are you afraid of being a bird?"

Linka's speech has always been harsh, but now he has restrained himself a lot.

"Aren't I guilty?" He Mingzhi was a little impatient, "Linka, I'm recommended as a graduate student, and I don't want to make any mistakes."

"..." Linka really had nothing to say, "OK."

Only Ni Xiaoshi won't delay your walk.

walk.

Go fuck you.

Warranty is great.

The recommendation of the top three pairs of first-class universities in China is really remarkable.

Because of the recommendation quota, He Mingzhi was imprisoned in an invisible shell.

Linka sighed.

In the empty dormitory, even after a night's sleep, there was no popularity. He seemed to see the white mist in the air caused by his own breathing.

Linka said, "He Mingzhi, I'm tired, I feel boring."

"You're here again, you're tired and boring," He Mingzhi spun around in the corridor, "Kaka, calm down, I'm also doing it for the future of the two of us."

He Mingzhi's tone seemed to pamper him, "I'm graduating soon. If I don't take the postgraduate entrance examination, I won't be able to go to a good company in the future. How can I have a good life with you? And you... If you continue like this, what do you want to do in the future? ?”

"Huh?" Linka said puzzled, "What's wrong with me?"

"Are you still looking for a part-time job, and you don't want to go home during the Chinese New Year? But I think if your family has connections to help you, you should use them in time. You don't want the gap between the two of us to get bigger and bigger, so that in the future Don't you have a common language?" He Mingzhi asked.

If there is no, there will be no.

You can still reach the sky in one step and break through the ranks, which makes me unable to climb high.

Ke Linka opened his mouth and didn't speak.

When his upper and lower lips and teeth met, he bit the tip of his tongue, Linka didn't know what He Mingzhi meant.

Does he mean that the self who leaves home is nothing?

Since there is such a big gap between us, what kind of alumni are you and I?I'm only a sophomore in college, so I don't want to think about such a long time ago, what's the problem?

I'm a part-time job, and I'm not going to steal or rob, so I'm in your way?

In the end, Linka refrained from saying anything hurtful.

He just didn't want to go back to that home.

He Ming knows that he has high spirits and fragile self-esteem, and Linka seldom speaks harshly to him, but Linka is the kind of person who says I'm rotten and I'm rotten, and if I show you, I can be even worse.

No one can control it.

He Mingzhi was helpless.

It is said that Linka's family background is very good, but after he got together with Linka, he found that Linka was not as mysterious as in the legend.

Linka even has to earn living expenses and tuition fees by herself.

"Kaka, don't get emotional, I still have something to do here, so hang up first."

He Mingzhi hung up the phone faster than rushing to reincarnate.

Linka stared at the screen that was hung up, always feeling that He Ming knew that there was something wrong with his attitude, but he couldn't find any clues.

Thinking that He Mingzhi had borrowed 3 yuan from him and hadn't repaid it, he resisted the urge to blacklist people, clicked into the recruitment software, and flipped through it casually.

The school’s usual part-time jobs basically don’t require freshmen and sophomores. They think they have too many classes, low wages, and time-consuming. Linka can only look at the recruitment software.

According to the distance, he found a part-time job in archaeology.

Archeology sounds quite metaphysical, but the work address is near the school, no food is included, only accommodation is included, but there is heating, no restrictions on majors, experience, and even working hours are free.

Other details are not written.

Seemingly deceitful, Linka became more interested and sent her resume.

Respond to the person who received the resume in seconds.

[fuzzy: Type O blood? 】

[Linka: Yes. 】

[fuzzy: Do you have a blood donation certificate? 】

[Linka: Want to see if I have any infectious diseases?Healthy blood, three blood donation certificates, I looked for them, I just donated them two days ago. 】

Linka's blood donation certificate was under the pillow, entangled with his ID card, bank card, and earphone cable.

Obsessive-compulsive disorder is so entangled that you have to scold your mother at a glance.

[Linka: Archeology still has requirements for blood types, is it because you are afraid of colliding with dragon veins? 】

I like such a neurotic job.

[fuzzy: Blood donation certificate, not bad. 】

[Linka: I'm a Scorpio. Mercury will be retrograde for the next three months. Is there any taboo? 】

[fuzzy: Constellation, no taboo, Scorpio is good. 】

[Linka: Thank you. 】

I'm also pretty good.

[fuzzy: Are your hands long?how tall?We require a height between 183 and 189. 】

[Linka: It's still not close to the gibbon, can you have long fingers?Exactly 183. 】

Maybe it will be longer, but it will not reach 189.

And what kind of ancient cultural relic site is it that requires such precision in height.

After chatting with HR for a while, the other party was very satisfied and asked him to go for an interview now.

It wasn't far away, but Linka didn't want to make the trip in vain.

[Linka: Is it to scrub cultural relics, protect cultural relics, or excavate cultural relics?I usually have to go to class, and I have more time on weekends and holidays. I am mainly looking for a job during the winter vacation. 】

[Linka: And the major is not right for you. Those who study fine arts and archeology may need training. Does your company have the energy for training. 】

Do you have funds for training?Advance payment and deposit are not required.

[fuzzy: As long as you have hands, one is enough, and the working hours are free, depending on your arrangement. 】

[Linka: Can one hand protect cultural relics? 】

[fuzzy: If you force it to understand, it can also be regarded as protecting cultural relics, that is, you are responsible for holding an umbrella for the boss. 】

[Linka: Umbrella? 】

[fuzzy: Yes, open an umbrella. 】

[Linka: Umbrella? ? 】

[fuzzy: Yes, have you ever held an umbrella? 】

[Linka: Is that the one holding the umbrella?Open an umbrella for the boss every day?What if it doesn't rain?What if there is no sun?Is there a salary for cloudy days? 】

Neuropathy is fine, but work will not be too child's play.

Linka doesn't like being sucked blood by the capitalists as a fool.

He Mingzhi was good-looking, and when he said he wanted to borrow money, he also bowed his head.

It's okay to cheat feelings, but money will be cheated.

[fuzzy: You need to come for an interview first, the boss is very sensitive to smells, and may not accept you holding an umbrella beside him. 】

[Linka: It's definitely an umbrella, not Sanda. 】

[fuzzy: Use whichever hand you find most convenient, hold an umbrella over the boss's head to prevent him from being exposed to the sun, fight on cloudy days, fight on sunny days, fight even when it rains, fight when you go out, salary does not change with the weather And changes, can this be understood? 】

[fuzzy: We can insure huge sums of money for your hands. 】

Linka: "..." It's really a knife in the ass, which opened my eyes.

You call this work archaeology?

[Linka: Then what does your boss do? 】

[fuzzy: Our boss is responsible for finding...]

[fuzzy: Looking for cultural relics. 】

[Linka: So my job is to hold an umbrella for him when he is looking for cultural relics? 】

[fuzzy: Hmm. 】

I think he is a cultural relic.

The wind cannot blow, the sun cannot be exposed to the rain, and it cannot be exposed to the rain.

Maybe no one was fooled in 800 years. Fuzzy kept calling Linka for an interview, and Linka blocked her.

Rinka just regretted it.

This conversation between him and HR can contribute to human confusion.

archaeological work.

He should have known from the beginning when he was asked about his blood type that this was a fucking IQ test.

Lost a mess.

Linka still had nowhere to go.

With the coming winter vacation, he was still living in school and gradually became homeless.

There was a knock on the door of the dormitory, and Xi Rang humbly asked outside, "Kaka, where are you meeting at night, take me with you?"

"Come in." Linka said weakly.

Xi Rang walked over to Linka's bed and rubbed his hands, "Alone."

"Two." Rinka glanced at him, then lay back down again, "I split."

Someday I'm not alone.

I am a dog.

Xi Rang pawed beside his bed and said, "Let's go have a meal tonight? I'll treat you."

"Who else, don't f*ck scare me." Linka's feet felt cold.

"Aren't you cracked?"

Linka: "...Fuck."

Linka took out the phone from under the pillow, looked at the time, "It's early, we should have lunch, we'll talk about it in the evening."

"Eat lunch casually, don't eat too much, go to the city center at night, a very popular restaurant, I managed to get a seat," Xi Rang said, winking at him, "One mouth."

Linka vomited.

Xi Rang and Linka's dormitory are opposite each other. After the sophomore year, the school no longer enforces the requirement to live on campus, and Linka's roommates rarely come back to live there.

Linka was forced to be inseparable from this kid, causing many people to think that they were a couple.

He Mingzhi was once angry because of the rumors.

Linka thought that the other party was jealous, so he paid great attention to keeping a distance from Xi Rang outside.

It seems that the two people are more problematic.

"Forget it." Thinking of He Mingzhi's straightforward rejection of his dinner invitation, Linka sat up and stretched, almost hitting the ceiling with his hand, "Go, who let me pamper you, let Rang."

Xi Rang was surprised, "Why are you shouting so affectionately? Are the rumors outside true? You like me! But I'm not particularly curvy!"

"My mother, let you," Linka looked at him condescendingly, "let me go."

"Oh, yes, yes." Xi Rang took a step back.

Linka lifted the quilt, propped one hand on the iron railing beside the bed, pressed down slightly with his arm, rolled over the fence nimbly, and landed lightly.

The hand holding on to the fence is so white that it is almost transparent, the skin is glowing with jade, and the blue-purple capillaries on the back of the hand are very clear.

Linka's fingers are slender and her knuckles are sexy.

If you have insurance in hand, you can increase the amount a little bit.

"You have long legs and you dare to flip somersaults, you are not afraid of bumping into the opposite bed." Xi Rang looked dumbfounded.

"I know it in my heart." The handsome guy's next shop is so cool.

As soon as he landed, Lin Ka was handsome in less than three seconds, hugged his feet and spun around on the spot, "I still knocked my toes."

Xi Rang: "..."

It was so cold, Linka turned around shivering, picked up his big nightgown from the desk and put it on.

This action was not smooth at all, and brought down a pile of figurines on the table.

Linka's nightgown is very cartoony, and there are two long pink ears on the hood of the nightgown, which are fluffy.

Xi Rang stood behind him and squeezed his ear, "Kaka, you are so cute."

Linka looked up, "I'll give you the link to buy it, remember to note the anchor Linkaka, let me earn a head fee."

This thing is a sample clothes given to Linka by the merchant during the live broadcast.

When Linka is bored, she likes to do some small handicrafts and figures on live broadcast, draw her own character design, and then make finished products.

The live broadcast does not show his face, does not speak, only his desktop, upper body, and his tools are shown.

And his hands.

A dumb blogger with a disabled body and a strong mind, making figurines to support himself, because his hands are beautiful, and people watch knitting sweaters. It has only been broadcast for two months, and it has been broadcast intermittently, with more than 5 fans.

Linka knew that this was not a side job and had no income, so he didn't expect to make any real money.

In such a cold day, Linka wanted to eat hot pot, "Rang Rang, shall we have hot pot tonight? I invite you."

"It's useless to call me baby," Xi Rang shook his head, "Do you know how hard it is to get an appointment at this restaurant? I can earn 100 yuan for a ranking fee if I give up my number now!"

"alright."

Linka took out her mobile phone and sent a message to He Mingzhi.

[Linka: Do you have time tomorrow night?Please eat hot pot. 】

He Mingzhi agreed quickly.

Linka was in a good mood and hummed while washing her hair.

After Lin Ka finished washing, she looked in the mirror and looked at Xi Rang from the mirror, "Rang Rang, how am I? I never hold grudges."

"You avenged your revenge on the spot, and it would be so shameless to hold onto it any longer." Xi Rang sat on Linka's stool and waited for him to wash up.

Linka thinks he has quality.

What He Mingzhi did, he stepped on his high-voltage wire and jumped repeatedly, but He Mingzhi was still alive.

Doesn't this prove that Linka has quality?

Linka even once suspected that he really loved He Mingzhi so badly.

It takes four hours to go back and forth by bus just to go to the city to have a good meal, not to mention it's snowing today.

As soon as they got in the car, the two of them were squeezed until it was sticky like dumpling stuffing.

The road was slippery in the snow, and they stood on the bus for more than three hours before reaching the finish line.

Linka never wanted to stand on the bus again in his life.

The moment she arrived at the internet celebrity restaurant, Linka regretted it.

He wants to leave, "These are all fucking couples, there is no two gentlemen getting together."

"Have."

Linka turned around, "Huh?"

"A handsome guy and a man, did you see that?" Xi Rang said looking at the two people who were walking across the road.

"I see." It was indeed a handsome guy and a man.

Xi Rang asked suspiciously, "It's not snowing too much, why are you still holding an umbrella?"

The man walking in front actually brought his entourage to hold an umbrella for him.

His entourage held an umbrella in one hand, bent forward humbly, and trotted all the way to keep up with the man in front.

But cleverly kept the distance.

The man in front held his head high, walked gracefully, wore a black umbrella on his head, and wore a tuxedo suit.

This forced pretending is really big.

The man is tall, and his entourage is even taller, and he can easily lift the umbrella over his head after the cat waist.

Linka was dumbfounded, and sent the bodyguard to hold an umbrella for the ancient relic.

Sure.

The man's face was always covered under the umbrella, and they didn't see what he looked like, but Xi Rang and Linka came to the same conclusion that he was handsome.

Maybe this is the invisible temperament that pretentiousness bestows on people.

A man in a black tuxedo, accompanied by his humble entourage, brushed past Rinka.

Linka saw the jawline exposed under the man's umbrella, which was clearer than his life plan.

"They both went in, and the concentration of men is very high right now," Xi Rang sighed, "Shall we follow behind?"

The attendant was about to open the door for the man, but the man stopped suddenly and turned to look in Linka's direction.

Linka subconsciously stood up straight.

The man lowered his head slightly and walked out of the protection of the umbrella, stood beside him, frowned and said, "You smell so sweet."

Linka also frowned, "What do you say?"

The author has something to say:

Capitalist: How to talk to capitalists?

Linka: Capitalists are all vampires.

Capitalist: You know it again, little Xianghuo.

Linka:? ? ?