Yaoer

Three days later in the morning, Lu Feihu and Geng Xiaojie arrived home.

The sunshine in early winter is overwhelming, pouring down from the slender sky. The sunshine in Lijiang is always free, unlike other places where you have to charge money or depend on God’s mood on sunny days.

It is always fair and evenly sprinkled on every pair of lovers.

What should I do next?On the way back, Geng Xiaojie kept thinking about this question, they are lovers, is that so?Like many young lovers, they will live together in the future?life companion?Starting a family?

This is too far away, after the instant burst of enthusiasm, when he calmed down, Geng Xiaojie felt that it was so far away that it was unreal, even more absurd—what happened?Will Lu Feihu spend his whole life with him?

The future is full of confusion, and it is far beyond the scope of Naobudi's imagination.Geng Xiaojie didn't ask along the way, and Lu Feihu didn't say anything. Geng Xiaojie walked past the gate of Dongying District with a lot of thoughts, and there was a little yellow cat squatting behind him.

The little yellow cat watched from a distance for a while, tiptoed over, jumped up, and grabbed the back of Geng Xiaojie's luggage, dragging its tail on the ground.

In front of the dormitory building:

"Yaoer." Lu Feihu said, and put the bag under the steps.

"Huh?" Geng Xiaojie asked with a smile.His hair was shining with a layer of golden powder from the sun, and the cold wind of early winter blew through, rustling the yellow leaves, and a thick layer had accumulated on the downstairs of the dormitory.

The mechanics came back one after another after their vacation, many of them leaned on the corridor and chatted, Lu Feihu glanced upstairs and said, "You go back and rest, brother will be very busy recently."

Geng Xiaojie said, "Okay."

Lu Feihu whispered: "Brother will come to you when I have time."

Geng Xiaojie hummed, the corners of his mouth slightly turned up, the two stood facing each other, Geng Xiaojie really wanted to hug him, but there were people around, and two mechanics walked past them.

Lu Feihu raised his left hand and put it towards his left shoulder. The movement seemed to be hugging, and it seemed to be showing allegiance to Geng Xiaojie. Geng Xiaojie laughed, and Lu Feihu also laughed.

Lu Feihu's smile is handsome and heroic, with the uninhibited demeanor of a prodigal son; while Geng Xiaojie's smile is bright and clean, with a tacit affection.

"Go." Lu Feihu said with a smile.

Geng Xiaojie went upstairs with his travel bag.

The little yellow cat stuck behind the travel bag looked up at Geng Xiaojie: "Meow——"

Geng Xiaojie: "!!!"

Lu Feihu: "..."

Geng Xiaojie: "When did you follow?"

Lu Feihu: "I'll send it back."

Geng Xiaojie remembered it now, and said, "The head doesn't want it anymore, what should I do? Send it to Lijiang?"

Geng Xiaojie roughly explained the process of returning the cat that day. Lu Feihu looked at the little yellow cat with a paralyzed face, and the little yellow cat also looked at Lu Feihu expressionlessly.

Geng Xiaojie knew that Lu Feihu had the highest position in Xiying District, and he had the final say on everything, so he tentatively opened his mouth and asked, "Can you... raise it? I promise not to let him pee indiscriminately."

Lu Feihu asked: "What do you feed it?"

Geng Xiaojie: "Let's eat bibimbap."

Lu Feihu narrowed his eyes and looked at the little yellow cat for a while, then bent down and grabbed the back of its neck to lift it up. The little yellow cat gave a begging "meow", and its four paws were tightly clutching Geng Xiaojie's travel bag.

The little yellow cat was attached to the travel bag like a plush pendant. Lu Feihu couldn't catch it after several times of lifting it, and finally said: "Keep it, if you have any problems, you must send it away."

Geng Xiaojie breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "I will teach it well, can I give it a name?"

Lu Feihu groaned, and Geng Xiaojie said, "Let's call him Lu Xiaohu."

Lu Feihu broke his power in an instant, laughed, and turned to leave.

"Geng Xiaojie, where did you go?" Several colleagues were sharing the things they brought home in the corridor.

Geng Xiaojie replied: "Dalian."

"Yo, you didn't ask for leave?" a colleague said.

Geng Xiaojie: "I went to watch Brother Feihu's game, and he invited me for it."

Another colleague handed over a brick of tea: "Take some to drink, my buddy brought it from home."

Geng Xiaojie smiled and said, "Thank you."

This was the first time Geng Xiaojie accepted something from a colleague. He always refused in the past, but now he is in a good mood and took the initiative to take it back to his room.Colleagues outside the door felt a little strange and began to discuss.

Geng Xiaojie went back to his room to tidy up his things. The room was a mess, and he hadn't cleaned it since he left that day.

He put everything away, took out the little yellow cat from his travel bag, found a wet tissue, wiped its paws, and put it beside the bed.

"Meow." said the little yellow cat.

"Xiaohu." Geng Xiaojie said, "Your name is Xiaohu."

The little yellow cat looked at Geng Xiaojie expressionlessly.

Geng Xiaojie found a soft rope to tie the little yellow cat's neck, and tied the other end to the bedpost.

Little yellow cat: "..."

Geng Xiaojie: "You have to pee in the sand table, understand? Hold it in for a while."

That day, Geng Xiaojie spent a lot of effort teaching the little yellow cat to pee. He found a large plate, went downstairs to the training ground, filled it with sand, and put it in the dormitory as its small toilet. The little yellow cat couldn't go anywhere when it was tied up. Geng Xiaojie took it into the sand tray, the little yellow cat couldn't hold it anymore, Geng Xiaojie looked around secretly, the little yellow cat had to pee in the tray, and scratched the sand to cover it up after urinating.

Yo is a little tomcat, Geng Xiaojie thought so cute.

Geng Xiaojie tied it back again, and took it when the little yellow cat barked again, and the little yellow cat started to poop.

Well, this is probably fine. Geng Xiaojie watched his aunt teach a cat to go to the bathroom before at his aunt’s house. If he didn’t go to the bathroom, he would hit him. Xiaohu seems to be very smart. He buried his head in the sand, and he should have learned it.

Geng Xiaojie: "From now on, you have to go home to go to the bathroom, and you can't mess around outside, you know."

The little yellow cat squatted at the foot of the bed with a look of bitterness and hatred, and Geng Xiaojie untied the rope so that he didn't need to tie it any more.I made a nest for it with a cardboard box and spread some old clothes. The little yellow cat immediately understood, jumped in, and slept curled up.

Geng Xiaojie went to the cafeteria for dinner and had a full meal. He made a meal and mixed it with broth. When he opened the door, the little yellow cat smelled the fragrance, instantly raised his head, and came to pick his trousers.

"Little Tiger." Geng Xiaojie bowed and tapped the floor with a small stainless steel basin: "Little Tiger."

"Meow——" the little yellow cat rushed over immediately, and Geng Xiaojie slowly backed away with the cat rice bowl, preventing it from eating, and kept saying, "Lu Xiaohu, Lu Xiaohu."

"Meow!" The little yellow cat could see that it couldn't eat, and its face was about to explode. Geng Xiaojie repeated "Lu Xiaohu, Lu Xiaohu" many times to form a conditioned reflex, so that the little yellow cat knew its own food. name.

Finally, Geng Xiaojie put the small rice bowl in the corner, and the little yellow cat immediately started to eat it hungrily.

Geng Xiaojie poured some water for it, and it was done.He also begged for some soybeans in the cafeteria, buried them when he came back, and lay down in front of the workbench to watch them all night.

During the period, Lu Xiaohu started to wash his face after eating, and played with his tail by scratching at Geng Xiaojie's feet after washing. After the lights were turned off, Geng Xiaojie packed up his things and went to bed, and Lu Xiaohu lay on his stomach in the nest under the bed, quietly and quietly.

Winter is coming, you have to wear a sweater, the sun in Lijiang is so bright that it doesn't seem like you are in the world.The next day, the Chengdu Military Region sent another team of 100 people for winter drills. When Geng Xiaojie woke up in the morning, he heard the sound of the building opposite, and the familiar wake-up whistle sounded.

"Ten! Nine! Eight!"

Lu Feihu's voice was serious and full of momentum, resounding through the playground.

With the sound of orderly footsteps, the special forces came down from upstairs one after another, and 360 people lined up in a square formation. When Lu Feihu counted to three, the soldiers were ready.

Lu Feihu held the whistle in his mouth and blew it every time. The soldiers shouted loudly and made fighting gestures at the same time.

In the morning glory, Lu Feihu was majestic, with his feet slightly apart, and he stood with his hands behind his back. Geng Xiaojie came down with his bag on his back, and looked at him from a distance on the edge of the playground, his eyes full of nostalgia.

Lu Feihu whistled rhythmically, and the special soldiers punched, stepped, and turned around in response to the whistle.

Under this heroic camouflage military uniform, that heroic and lean body... If a vibrator or a vibrator is stuffed in the back, I don't know what will happen to the facial paralysis... Geng Xiaojie swallowed, thinking wildly from a distance.

Lu Feihu frowned, the whistle stopped, and he spoke, the whistle fell on his chest.

"Prepare—the first set of military boxing decomposition moves!" Lu Feihu turned around indifferently, stepped on horseback, and began to lead the punch, shouting: "Lunch and punch!"

Everyone raised their hands and said in unison: "Drink!"

The movements are uniform, and the loud shouts are like overwhelming mountains and seas.

Lu Feihu: "Throat piercing kick!"

"drink!"

Geng Xiaojie was fascinated by it. Lu Feihu brought the first set of military boxing, one of the lessons that every soldier must learn. Special forces officers and soldiers have practiced all year round, and they have already mastered it. The phalanx of 100 people moved their hands and feet, which has the meaning of returning to the basics and returning to the basics and origin after ever-changing.

Military boxing pays attention to one move to control the enemy, with the help of sound, the movements of a team of hundreds of people are powerful, coherent, standard, and quite a different kind of beauty.

Geng Xiaojie looked at it for a while, couldn't help but put down his bag, stood beside the phalanx, looked at Lu Feihu, and began to imitate his boxing.

Geng Xiaojie usually stays at home, has a weak constitution, and is very afraid of the cold. Last time he went to Dalian in winter, he was like a sick patient.Seeing that Lu Feihu was leading the fist, he suddenly had the idea of ​​following suit.

The military boxing practiced by regular soldiers is very handsome. Geng Xiaojie carefully observed Lu Feihu's decomposition movements, and felt that his punches looked completely different from those of the soldiers behind him. The same set of military boxing, how could he demonstrate it so beautifully?Little did he know that it had been ten years since Lu Feihu began to receive combat training, and the three sets of military boxing had flowed like clouds and water, and had reached the state where the great way is invisible, and the skill is ineffective.

"Lung step and double clasped fist!" Lu Feihu shouted: "Side kick, turn around and charge!"

"Drink!" The shouts were overwhelming.

After finishing the first three sets of punches, Lu Feihu closed his fists and began to blow the whistle.

"Beep--"

Lu Feihu walked in the phalanx with his hands behind his back, and his subordinates followed the whistle to perform the disintegration action again.

"Beep beep——" Lu Feihu passed through the phalanx, kicked one of them flying, and that person immediately got up and returned to the team.

Geng Xiaojie tried his best to recall the military boxing he had just learned once. The first set was very simple, and he could barely memorize the sixteen moves, but he was clumsy when fighting, and his horse stance was like a hairy crab.

Lu Feihu passed through the last row, patted Geng Xiaojie's chin with his palm, motioned him to raise his head slightly, adjusted his arms so that his arms were parallel, and lightly kicked his knees to make him squat lower.

"Beep beep—" Lu Feihu whistled expressionlessly.

The soldiers played the first set and then the second set, and after the third set, Geng Xiaojie really couldn't remember it, and his mind became confused. Geng Xiaojie was dazzled by the coherent movement of body and fist. The first set was 25 seconds, the second set was 27 seconds, and the third set was 45 seconds.

Geng Xiaojie barely followed the first set of coherent movements, and his whole body was already dripping with sweat.

"Assemble the team!" Lu Feihu said.

The special forces changed formation and became two rows. Lu Feihu turned around and shouted: "Let's go together—run!"

Lu Feihu took the lead and started running in the morning with 300 people. He left the dormitory building. Geng Xiaojie didn't follow him. He stood for a while, thinking about the way of punching alone, and made a few gestures before going to class.

The whole December was the study time, Dr. Hu and the deputy workshop chief gave lectures, and invited many experts to give lectures.

From that day on, Geng Xiaojie would come down early every day to learn military boxing from behind the phalanx of special forces. Lu Feihu looked a little surprised the next day, and helped Geng Xiaojie adjust his posture five times. Every day after that, he would give him some special instructions.

It took Geng Xiaojie a week to become proficient in the first two sets of military boxing. Although he was still a bit fancy, his movements were finally standard. There was a hint of heroism when he punched. The third set was quite difficult, and he couldn't keep up with the coherent movements. schedule.

A few days later in the early morning, Lu Feihu blew his whistle.

Wearing a white scarf, Geng Xiaojie followed the special forces and said loudly: "Drink!"

Turn around, cover your fist, step back and hook, drink!

After finishing the third set, Geng Xiaojie suddenly found that everyone was looking at him strangely.

Geng Xiaojie: "?"

Even Lu Feihu's expression was a little unnatural, and after a while, he gave the order, and everyone assembled and started running in the morning.

Geng Xiaojie put his satchel on his back and left.