My brother's friend is a bit of a drag

When Su Mo arrived at the door of the house, he heard Han Dong's cursing voice from inside. He didn't open the door immediately, but leaned against the wall and rubbed his hair anxiously.

male?female?That idiot actually asked him if he was a man or a woman?Where does he look like a woman?

He is blind!

Su Mo groaned in his heart, thought for a while, put on his usual expressionless face, pushed open the door and went in, unexpectedly bumping into Han Dong's gaze.

As expected, Han Dong's eyes were filled with surprise.

"Xiao Mo, you're back." Su Jin came out from the kitchen, pointed to Han Dong who was holding an apple in a daze on the sofa, "This is Han Dong, this is my brother."

Su Mo nodded at Han Dong, walked towards the bedroom, and as soon as the door closed, the indifference disappeared immediately, and he was rubbing his hair indiscriminately.

Outside the door, Han Dong hadn't recovered from the shock, and pointed at the bedroom door, "Is he your brother?"

"Well, the one who rang the car bell that morning." Su Jin glanced at the bedroom door and whispered, "Let me tell you, don't look at him with sympathy, just treat him as a normal person, he doesn't like others to be pitiful .”

"Blind boy." Han Dong never thought that Su Mo would be dumb. He thought he was too arrogant for not talking, and he didn't want to talk to anyone.

"Xiao Mo, come out to eat." Su Jin yelled and went to the kitchen to get the dishes.

With a "squeak", the bedroom door opened. Han Dong looked at Su Mo who came out, and walked over, his eyes rolled around him, "My name is Han Dong, what happened yesterday was also a misunderstanding, you...forget it, I forgot what to say."

After finishing speaking, Han Dong turned his head and walked towards the dining table, "Well, this steamed stuffed bun tastes really good."

Su Mo really wanted to roll his eyes at him, but after he walked over, he hesitated on which side to sit. After thinking about it, he sat opposite Han Dong, but not face to face, but across from each other.

"Han Dong, do you want to be jealous?" Su Jin brought over a big bowl of steamed buns, and the sight of the steaming steamed stuffed buns gave him an appetite.

"I don't like to be jealous." Han Dong picked up a steamed stuffed bun and started eating. "You have to eat steamed stuffed buns with your hands. Auntie is really good at cooking."

"What else is my mother talking about?" Su Jin looked at Su Mo, "Are you busy in the morning?"

Su Mo shook his head, glanced at Han Dong out of the corner of his eye, and saw that he had half a bun left.

"The small shop outside the community belongs to your family?" Han Dong asked while eating.

"Well, it's been open for a few years." Su Jin joked, "You are so rich, you have to come here often to cheer."

"Fuck, that's something." Han Dong took a bite of the food, "Hey, where are you going to go on October [-]st?"

"The college entrance examination will be held next year, what are you going to do?" Su Jin glanced at Su Mo.It seems that they have never been out to play after all these years.

"That's more than half a year away, why are you in a hurry?" Han Dong said.

"I didn't pass the exam in the first year, and I have to repeat the exam if I don't pass the exam."

Han Dong paused with his chopsticks, and looked at Su Jin, "I heard that you were admitted to a medical school, why didn't you go? Do you have to go to S city medical school?"

"The Otorhinolaryngology Department of S City Medical College is famous all over the country. After graduation, you can enter a large hospital for internship. I must go to that school." Su Jin only studied medicine for Su Mo. In fact, he doesn't like studying and wants to be a soldier.

Su Mo's lips pursed, he forgot to pick up the chopsticks in a daze, he didn't even raise his head to reach for the buns, unexpectedly bumped into Han Dong's hand holding the buns.The bun was very hot, and Han Dong's hand was even hotter. Su Mo withdrew his hand as if it was scalded, and raised his eyes to meet his deep gaze.

"Why are your hands so cold?" Han Dong asked him.

"Often."

After Su Mo finished making gestures, Su Jin translated for him.

"Oh." Han Dong nodded, took a bun and put it in Su Mo's bowl, then chatted with Su Jin without looking at him again.

"Dongzi, why don't we go out for a walk on October [-]st, don't go too far, it's near our house."

"If you don't mind, let's go to the countryside. My uncle has a farm, orchard, and reservoir in the countryside. The place is very beautiful."

Su Jin touched Su Mo with her arm, "How? Are you going?"

"Let me talk about it later." Su Mo's face was slightly cold, just like his name, silent.

"Then let's talk about it." Su Jin said.

"Yeah." Han Dong looked up and saw a family portrait hanging on the wall, which was a photo of them when they were young. He stared at Su Mo in the photo for a while, then squinted at Su Mo, "The photo is when you two were young? Then Your mother was so pretty."

"Of course." Su Jin said with a smile.

The corner of Han Dong's mouth twitched, looking handsome, "You look like your father."

"My dad is cool too." Su Jin glanced at him dissatisfied.He is indeed not as good-looking as his younger brother, he is white, and naturally he is not as attractive as Han Dong, but he is still a handsome guy.

Han Dong smiled without saying a word, and looked at Su Mo again with his deep eyes, seeing that his beautiful pale red lips were pursed, and his eating was much more elegant than his.

The weather in September is not very cold, and the sky in the evening is full of clouds.Su Mo took a bench and placed it at the door of the small shop, staring intently at the children playing hopscotch on the street, their laughter echoed endlessly in his ears.

"Su Mo, where's your brother?" Liang Qin walked towards him.

"studying at home."

"Oh." Liang Qin took out two dollars, "Give me two candles and a few packs of matches."

"Why are you buying candles?"

"My grandma is used to using candles. I light candles when I don't turn on the lights at night." Liang Qin smiled and didn't have much conversation with him.

Su Mo went back to the house and got candles and matches for him, and touched his hand casually. He was relieved that he didn't foresee anything bad.

"Then I'll go first." As soon as Liang Qin turned around, an eight|nine-year-old boy bumped into him, and was about to start yelling when he saw him crying with teary eyes and a pair of big black eyes.

"Who is this...?"

"It's in a compound." Su Mo explained.

"Brother Mo, I don't have any money. Can you get me a pack of cigarettes? You can keep the account." The boy cried.

The boy's name is Tian Xiaoyu. His father idles around every day, doesn't do any work, and plays with money every day. Sometimes the poor family can't even pay the rent.Su Mo knew that his parents were quarreling over money again, so it was difficult for the child to accept the credit.

Su Mo frowned, and gave him a box of long white ginseng from the counter.Tian Xiaoyu wiped away his tears, bowed and ran away.

"The child is crying like a tearful person. I'm leaving."

Not a while after Liang Qin left, Mother Su came in, "I see that Xiaoyu is crying again, is he on credit again?"

Sumer nodded.

"Their family is endless. It's the first time I saw the children's face and took it for them. It's still addicted, how many times." Su's mother curled her lips, "His father doesn't make money, and his mother only has a dead salary. I don’t think I can pay back the money.”

"Live in a compound, so what can I do?" Su Mo felt sorry for the child. Once he saw the child standing on the side of the road staring at the candied haws seller for a while.

"You know how to play without working for a day. This kind of person is really irresistible." Su Moli arranged the things on the shelf and asked, "What did Liang Qingang come to buy?"

"Candle."

"No father or mother, just a grandma, he is so pitiful." Mother Su sighed, "Everyone is unhappy."

At seven o'clock in the evening, Papa Su came back, saw the light of the small store and came in, "Xiao Mo, haven't you come home yet?"

"I'm tallying, come back so late today?"

"Well, I worked overtime." Su Wenge lifted a bag, and the smell of roast duck wafted out of it, and he laughed, "Do you smell the fragrance? The money for overtime work just happened to buy a roast duck for you brothers."

"You're spending money indiscriminately, and there's still meat at home." Mother Su said over there.

"Satisfy the children's hunger." Under the light, when Su Wenge smiled, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were deeper than that of Su's mother. He worked all year round, and his skin was not only dark, but also a little red, but it was not difficult to see from his facial features that he was handsome when he was young.

Mother Su pouted, "Don't buy it next time, it's so expensive."

"Okay, let's go, Xiao Mo, let your mother watch the store here."

Su Mo followed Su Wenge out of the small shop. Under the dim streetlights, the father and son did not talk to each other.Su Wenge didn't talk much, but Su Mo felt extremely at ease when he was by his side.

After all these years, after his mother was laid off, his family's life was supported by his father alone. In the past few years, he opened a small shop, and his life was a bit easier, but his father was still not in vain for their brothers' future life. No night work.

"Is it cold?"

"not cold."

With just this sentence, Su Wenge remained silent.

In the dead of night, the sound of crackling raindrops hitting the glass woke Su Mo up. When he opened his eyes, Su Jin took most of his quilt away, but most of his body was exposed.

He looked out the window, lightning flashed across the night sky from time to time, he grabbed his quilt, pushed Su Jin to the other side of the bed, and then covered him with his own quilt.

It doesn't wake up after pushing like this, it sleeps like a pig.

Su Mo turned over, still recalling the previous dream in his mind.It was a very strange dream. There was no protagonist in the dream. The picture was a road with large open spaces on both sides of the road, which looked like a suburb.

It was a very ordinary dream, but he dreamed it all night, and back and forth was the deserted road.

It's really annoying, since he can predict things, he always has strange dreams.

The thunderstorm overnight continued to fall in the morning, but the raindrops became smaller and kept falling.After breakfast, Su Mo went to the small shop to look at the store. There were few people on rainy days, so he sat at the door and listened to the sound of the rain while reading.

When it was close to ten o'clock, a black car was parked at the door, it was still a luxurious Mercedes-Benz.Su Mo put down his book and saw Han Dong getting out of the car.

I have to say that Han Dong is a very handsome man, wearing sunglasses and a Hong Kong style leather jacket, exuding infinite charm.The temperament in him is very loose and uninhibited, like the kind of playful man that the girls say, but he makes people like him.

Just not like high school students.

After entering the room, Han Dong took off his sunglasses, glanced at Su Mo, and then looked at the cigarette in front of the counter, "Where's your brother?"

Su Mo walked over unhurriedly and wrote "at home" on the paper.

"Ah." Han Dong raised his eyes, met Su Mo's gaze, and then looked away when he saw him, "Your cigarettes are guaranteed to be authentic?"

Su Mo nodded. To be honest, he is usually the least afraid of staring at people, but when he stares at Han Dong, he always fails.One is that Han Dong is less afraid of staring at each other than he is.Second, Han Dong's family background made him feel that the gap was too great, and he felt uncomfortable getting along with him.

It's not as comfortable as being with Liang Qin.

"Is there any one in China?" Han Dong tapped his fingers on the counter, sitting lazily by the side.

Su Mo looked at Cigarette with a blank expression and nodded.

"Give me ten."

As soon as Han Dong finished speaking, Su Mo immediately raised his head to look at him with surprise in his eyes.

Shitiao Zhonghua, that's no ordinary small money, he can't even sell Hongtashan sticks, let alone such high-end cigarettes.

"It's a gift, so it must be real." Seeing his surprise, Han Dong said.

Su Mo wrote on the paper again, "China is too expensive, I don't have that many, only one."

"Then you can come in for me tomorrow, and I'll pick it up the day after tomorrow." Han Dong put on his sunglasses and tried to leave, but Su Mo grabbed his arm and looked back at him.

"Actually, you don't have to come here to buy, mine is also purchased from the wholesale department here." Su Mo knew that Han Dong came here to buy for his brother's sake.

The corner of Han Dong's mouth twitched, and he suddenly leaned over the counter, getting closer to Su Mo's face, making Su Mo uncomfortable and unable to stand Han Dong's enthusiasm.

"This money is spent by everyone. It is better to let your brother earn more than others. The cigarettes must be real, otherwise I will not forgive you." Han Dong smiled and threw down a few hundred dollars, "The money should be given first. You."

Su Mo stared blankly at the hundreds of dollars, and when he looked out the window, Han Dong had already gotten into the car, more chic than the wind.

He put the money in the drawer and locked it again for fear of losing it.

These hundreds of dollars are a lot of money. His father only earns 600 yuan a month after working so hard every day.

But they didn't know each other well, so why did they say something that couldn't spare him?After all, it's better to be rich, and he also wants that kind of rich life.

Su Mo pursed his lips, and there was a tender expression on his fair face. After a while, when someone came outside, he quickly withdrew his expression, straightened his back, and was as cool as ever.

"Give me a box of soft red river."