Reservoir Dogs

Huo Yunjiang thought he was unhappy in the car, so he vented hastily once and then drove to the hotel.

He was very much like a successful businessman, and he didn't want to waste any time. He asked Fu Jingsan's account number and sent it to the secretary while driving.

Fu Jingsan couldn't resist, and was tired of resisting, silently pretending to be watching all this absurd thing with cold eyes.

This **Y**Q**Z**W**5**C**O**M** one night, the man seemed to be crazy, he tossed from the bed to the floor-to-ceiling window, and pressed him down before taking a shower Slowly tortured on the sink for nearly an hour.He was gradually numb from the strong sense of shame, and in the end he couldn't speak a single word, and all he could spit out was fragmentary breaths.

Hooligans like to say "one shot will wipe out all grievances". Fu Jingsan used to take it as a naughty joke, and laughed it off; it was only after he really tasted it that he realized that when the body is infinitely close, the distance can no longer be separated.

Like when they were young, they didn't mind the sweat on each other's bodies, and they would still hug each other on the bed when they were tired and sleepy.

Huo Yunjiang put his arms around his waist, buried his head in the crescent of his neck, his breath was filled with satisfaction.

He half-closed his eyes and looked at the ceiling, unable to fall asleep despite the constant drowsiness.

They didn't say anything more, about love, about money, about the past, they kept the same tacit understanding without mentioning a word.

At four o'clock in the middle of the night that day, after Huo Yunjiang fell into a deep sleep, Fu Jingsan tiptoedly broke away from his arms, endured the discomfort, slowly put on his clothes and left.Before leaving, he also took a pack of cigarettes from Huo Yunjiang, so he stayed for half a minute longer and looked at him a few more times.

The street lights that were still on in the middle of the night revealed loneliness, and the cold wind made him press the lighter several times before he lit the cigarette, and the smoke that he exhaled was blown back and blinded his eyes.

Fu Jingsan didn't take a taxi, so he just walked aimlessly while smoking a cigarette.

After passing two streets, Fu Jingsan turned around and walked into the bank beside the road. The place seemed a bit remote, and there was no sleeping homeless man next to the ATM machine.He found an ATM machine at random, with a deadpan face like a robot, took out a bank card from his wallet and inserted it into the machine.

The cold screen light hit his face, he stared at the countdown while loading, his whole body and mind were subtly empty at this moment, as if he lost consciousness.

But the change of the interface soon brought him back to reality, and he reached out and gently pressed the button of "check balance".

"Balance: 145"

Fu Jing supported the cold edge of the machine with three hands, her shoulders began to shake violently.He didn't want to cry at all, but for some reason the tears started pouring out like crazy; so he breathed hard, trying to use the power of deep breaths to calm himself and hold back the tears.

But he failed to do so, and instead broke out violent and sharp whimpers in his excessively rapid breathing.

In his memory, he seldom cried. When his mother died, he didn’t understand anything, and he didn’t know what he would face in the future; He didn't cry when he saw the back of Huo Yunjiang and Tan Xin hugging and leaving together... But when he saw the string of numbers, he burst into tears for no reason, as if all the grievances, pressures, shames, and all the unrequited love were all There is nothing to hide in that string of numbers.

Fu Jingsan cried for a long time in the bank before he stopped, then sat tiredly on the steps at the door, smoking one cigarette after another.

When it was daylight, he stopped a car and went home before his sister got up. He changed into a high-necked pullover to cover up all the marks on his neck that Huo Yunjiang had gnawed on.

He waited for his sister to get up before sending her to work as if nothing had happened last night.

The next day, Fu Jingsan took out all 14 yuan and waited for the group of people to come to collect the money.

The other party probably didn’t expect that they could really scrape together the money—just looking at the residences of the Fu family’s siblings, it’s not like they could get 14—they still took out the receipts on the spot and wrote them down, making it look like a serious lending company, unlike the previous one. The appearance of yelling, beating and killing looks like two groups of people.

But Fu Jingsan didn't care about that, he just confirmed again and again that he wouldn't come looking for trouble again.

"Don't worry, whoever wants to make trouble for nothing, you say yes, you can hand over the money to your friends after you pay it back." The leader smiled and handed him the receipt, and finally took out a business card from his pocket and took it with him. Hand it over, "This is my contact information. If you want to collect debts someday, you can also contact me. My surname is Chen...Of course, this is a pseudonym, and the mobile phone number is not registered."

"........."

Fu Jing said half-heartedly that if he really wanted to contact this group of people, it would only be to kill Liu Zekai.

Forget about the matter here, as soon as the group left, Fu Jingsan sighed with relief.The older sister stood behind him with red eyes and said, "Sister, it's my sister who's sorry for you, it's my sister who hurt you, the money you saved with great difficulty..." "Sister, what are you talking about? I don't like to hear it. Don't talk about it." Fu Jingsan said irritably, and just after finishing speaking, she was afraid that her tone would be harsh, so she added, "Are you hungry, I'll go out and buy some supper?"

From Fu Jingsan's point of view, it is not a loss for his sister to cut off scum with 14 yuan; it's just that the matter between her sister and Liu Zekai is over, but he and Huo Yunjiang are getting involved again.

The other party is going to get married soon, and as a adoptee, he will be promoted to "Little Three" on the day Huo Yunjiang receives his certificate.

Fu Jingsan became Xiaosan, which seemed to be a nickname for him, and it was a naked irony.

The number sleeping in his mobile phone became active from this day on. Huo Yunjiang would send him text messages from time to time, usually asking: Tonight?

Fu Jing replied with the word "no" without even thinking about it, and the other party didn't bother, as if he was really asking for his consent.

A week later at night, Fu Jingsan was still driving his tattered van to deliver goods to the bar. He just stopped at the back door of the bar when he received two text messages.

One is from Ye Zi: Your sister is sleeping at my house tonight, and I will send her to work tomorrow morning.

He returned a "1", indicating that he saw it.

The other one was from Huo Yunjiang, and it was still two simple words: Tonight?

Fu Jingsan: No.

Huo Yunjiang: I want to see you, stay with me tonight.

Fu Jingsan: I don't want to see you.

After saying this, he threw the phone on the co-pilot, got out of the car and unloaded the boxes of self-brewed wine, and helped the bartender to carry them back and forth.When he returned to the car and turned on the screen of his phone, Huo Yunjiang had already sent countless blank text messages.

Huo Yunjiang still kept his old habits, but in Fu Jingsan's view, everything changed.

He used to be quick to call back, now he doesn't want to.

He had just inserted the key when the phone vibrated again, and it was still a new text message.

Huo Yunjiang: Tomorrow I will go back for a while, after finishing the wedding and work, I will not be back until next month.

Huo Yunjiang: See you?

Fu Jingsan raised his head, leaned on the seat to light a cigarette, and took a while to reply.

Fu Jingsan: Then I don't even want to see you.

The text message was sent out like this, it didn't look like there was any room for it, it didn't even look like a conversation between a male prostitute who was adopted and the benefactor.He knew that he should submit, at least for the sake of money, he should please the benefactor, even if it was just a business, he should do his "work" well.

If it was Qin Ran, he would try his best to greet her with a smile, even if he couldn't resist the desire to vomit.

But the target is Huo Yunjiang, he can't pretend, he can only say these words that can be called presumptuous.

Before the man could reply, Fu Jingsan picked up his cell phone again with a cigarette in his mouth, and sent another sentence: See you there.

Huo Yunjiang: I'll pick you up.

Fu Jingsan: The pier.

He parked the car back next to the warehouse he and Zhang Qiankun rented, smoking a cigarette with his hands in his oversized jacket, which looked very similar to the busy dock worker next to him.

He looked around to find Huo Yunjiang's car, and soon caught a glimpse of a figure in the area where there was no security light.

Huo Yunjiang stood by the car and watched him come, and asked with his usual expression: "Go to my house, or go to the hotel."

"Not going." Fu Jing said three times.

He walked over, turned around beside the man, and leaned against the car door next to him, leaving a gap for one person in the middle.

He didn't look at Huo Yunjiang either, but casually looked at the dark river and said, "Huo Yunjiang, are you getting married tomorrow?"

"the day after tomorrow."

"You're gay and you're still married?"

"Well." Huo Yunjiang said, "If I can marry you, I should marry you."

"Fuck you." Fu Jingsan scolded, "Then don't look for me anymore."

He suddenly took out a wad of money from his jacket pocket and handed it to Huo Yunjiang with a flick of his wrist, saying: "I will pay you back [-] every month, plus the previous ones, sixteen months, including the interest, I will pay you back an extra month." .”

"What do you mean?"

"It just means that I don't want to be the third for you."

Huo Yunjiang didn't reach out to take it, he seemed to hear the other party sigh vaguely, but when he turned his head, he saw his calm and indifferent expression again.

Also, how could Huo Yunjiang sigh.

No one or anything in this world will make Huo Yunjiang feel sad or uncomfortable, because he has no feelings, and he will never be able to understand other people's feelings.Fu Jingsan clearly knows better than anyone else.

The other party refused to borrow money for a long time, and Fu Jingsan held it up and felt tired: "We, let's forget it."

"What's the matter?"

"Thank you for helping me, thank you for being fond of me." He said, "I'm sorry for you too, I didn't dare to admit it at that time; now that we're all grown up, don't worry about it."

"You are mistaken."

Huo Yunjiang finally turned around, with the light behind his back, so that Fu Jingsan could not see his eyebrows and eyes clearly at the moment.

"Jing San, I'm fussy, I've always been fussy." Huo Yunjiang said lightly, "I won't forgive you, and I won't accept that you pay me back the money. Let it be. When you want money, I'll give it to you. In all fairness, I want you, should you give yourself to me?"

"I'm a fucking person, not a toy!" Fu Jingsan roared, "What do you mean, how can I give it to you, be your mistress, and sleep with you behind your wife's back? Why don't you die?"

"You can do it in front of her if you want, you don't have to carry it behind your back."

"Then she is also blind and will marry you." Fu Jingsan laughed back angrily, "Oh, you are rich, as much as a woman is willing to marry your family's money. Is that what you mean?"

"You can think so." Huo Yunjiang said angrily, "But Fu Jingsan, let me tell you, there is nothing between us."

"……what on earth do you want?"

"14, it's not too much to take care of you for a year, right?"

"...What about a year from now?"

"A year from now," the man said, "I will always find a way to keep you by my side."

"roll."