He gave me a rabbit

The morning light in summer is slightly drunk with a bit of warmth, maybe not as scorching as at noon, but it is also starting to slowly dissipate the temperature.

Ruan Bi got up early in the morning, slipped the dog away, got more water, and went out after a guerrilla fight with Da Ya. He walked to the breakfast stand across the street. A few plastic tables and chairs were set up outside.

He made an appointment with Guan Wenjiu to meet here this morning, have breakfast by the way, then go home to catch up on sleep, and go to the bookstore in the city center.

After waiting, Ruan Bi slowly wiped the small square table with the napkin and the wooden chopsticks before seeing Guan Wenjiu.

He tried the temperature on Ruan Bi's forehead as soon as he arrived. He had been cold and caught a cold for the past few days. It wasn't obvious at first, and Ruan Bi didn't say anything. He discovered it before going to work in the hospital that morning, and he would always make a fuss around him on weekdays. It took a while, but that day when I was sitting on the sofa, I found out that I had a low-grade fever.

Guan Wenjiu said that he and Lao Yu had a conversation, but Ruan Bi refused. Although it was a little uncomfortable, it was to the point where he could recover after a night of sleep—this was Ruan Bi’s original words. Sickness doesn't matter at all.

Later, there was some argument, and Ruan Bi was dizzy and uncomfortable, saying that he would not let Guan Wenjiu ask for leave, Guan Wenjiu walked around a few times, frowning, which made Ruan Bi a little unhappy, and opened his mouth: "It's nothing A dying disease, what are you so worried about?"

When the words came out, Guan Wenjiu's face was a little ugly. First, Ruan Bi's speech was not rigorous, and sometimes he was used to doing whatever he wanted, which made people easy to take it to heart. Second, people who were sick would be lazy and show patience. Bad feeling.

After a few moments of silence, Guan Wenjiu simply listened to what he had to say. Since his mouth is still so bad and can irritate people, it must be nothing serious.

Anyway, no one can die—Guan Wenjiu thought about it awkwardly, but after thinking about it, he couldn’t tell, as if a pimple had grown in his heart, and he could cut off other pimples at any time, just because this piece was not an ordinary place, So he buried his head and swallowed, and in the end he still didn't say anything serious.

The left and right are partly due to the weather.

He thought about it for a while, then his anger dissipated, and because of his worry, how could he act like a kid in grade [-] and ignore him and you for a trivial matter?

This matter was exposed like this, and no one took it to heart.

At night, because I missed my family members so much, I made a phone call and talked for a few words while I was free. Ruan Bi woke up, woke up and fell asleep again, and when he answered the phone, his consciousness was soft in sleep, and everything he asked was soft In response, he only spit out one word at a time. It would be better to say that he exerted so much effort to make his throat vibrate and make these vague and soft syllables.

Without saying a few words, it ended with Ruan Bi falling asleep.

"Look, am I right? I'll be back soon."

Guan Wenjiu snorted, and flicked a chestnut on Ruan Ni's forehead, Ruan Ni let out a sound, covered his forehead, and stepped on Guan Wenjiu under the table, very lightly, and then Perplexed, he stepped on a few more feet.

Muttered that the feet were too hard.

Guan Wenjiu poured two glasses of water, and slowly answered that he was thick-skinned. It happened that the boss who was holding two bowls of small wontons heard it. Looking left and right, he felt strangely that the young man might have lost his mind.

Before leaving, he looked back a few more times, Ruan Bi couldn't wait to leave, so he covered his mouth and whispered: "I haven't seen myself say that I have a thick skin."

"Isn't there a living example in front of you?" Guan Wenjiu was unaffected, and felt that the skin of this little wonton was good, and the soup was clean.

The first thing Ruan Bi ate was the freshly baked thousand-layer cake. After buying five yuan, he would cut out five yuan with one knife, and then quickly slammed it on the large wooden board a few times to cut it into pieces. Cutting a slanted square shape, put it in a small plate. During the cutting process, Ruan Bi said clearly that he saw several white sesame seeds flying up into the sky and falling outside the board, and wanted to see this Are there white sesame seeds left on the floor in front of the table?

While listening to him, Guan Wenjiu moved the plate towards him when he stopped, "It's not ready yet, let's eat some light food in the morning, and then the oily food. Have you had any water?"

Ruan Bi let out a sigh, took a few sips, and ate a small wonton. His eyes lit up, like the eyes of a sparrow. What was in front of him was not a bowl of simple wontons with clear soup, but the fragrant grains in the eyes of the sparrow. There is a blue sky and white clouds overhead when standing on a utility pole.

Guan Wenjiu propped his chin and thought, we should find a pattern, what pattern?Regarding the rule of when Ruan Bi will behave, at first glance, it seems that he is very obedient on weekdays. After getting along for a long time, he knows that he is a monkey who often climbs trees. Ruan Bi is so good, his red butt is flamboyant, and he may even throw a bunch of bananas down.

While he was in a daze, Ruan Bi quietly brought a few pieces of mille-feuille cakes to him. His mouth felt pale after a cold, and he just wanted to eat some delicious, salty ones to get rid of the boring taste in his mouth, so that his teeth, The tongue, the taste buds on the tongue are all alive, biting the crunchy noodles, and the sesame seeds on the noodles, crushing between the teeth, and finally drinking a spoonful of clear soup and pouring them into the stomach together.

Guan Wenjiu came back to his senses, and three of the five yuan portion was eaten. The culprit tried to destroy the evidence, but was betrayed by the white sesame at the corner of his mouth.

The sun has come out completely, the temperature of the light, and the long queue of packing teams are all steaming on the road, Ruan Ni is sweating, and just about to wipe off the sweat, and wipe the corners of his mouth by the way, Guan Wenjiu's hands As soon as he stretched and scraped the corner of his mouth, the white sesame seeds fell into Guan Wenjiu's mouth.

Ruan Bi hurriedly lowered his head to drink the soup with the bowl in his hand, and aimed his left and right eyes at the same time, but except for the person who was busy scanning the QR code to pay, no one looked at the two people on the table.

Ruan Bi breathed a sigh of relief and said viciously: "Don't touch your hands, be careful to beat you."

He shrugged, completely unconcerned.

Ruan Bi didn't intend to let him go, and said, "Tell me, why did you suffer death?"

"How do you think I will die?" Guan Wenjiu dipped in water and wrote on the table. After reading it for a long time, he realized that this person was drawing a heart, one after another, next to the abbreviation of Ruan Bi Pinyin.

Ruan Bi blushed, felt sweating all over his body, and felt more and more confused.

But Guan Wenjiu was still enjoying himself, and said: "Everything is going to be messed with by you, you can do whatever you want, how can I say no?"

Look, what a reluctant sentence, but it just said some other meanings, which made it not just a simple sentence, but a courtship talk around the corner-there is no skin and no face, and when secretly teasing, it is still less?

Guan Wenjiu originally wanted to see people blush, and Ruan Bi's blush is the cutest, as if every strand of hair was affected, curled up softly, but Ruan Bi turned his eyes and said to him: "Then you Grow a beard."

Guan Wenjiu's face was blank for a moment, as if his ears had failed.

"What?"

"Hmph!" Ruan Bi made an inch, ready to set up a banana shell on the tree, aiming at the hateful man under the tree, "Xiao Liang told me that she went to see the camel and the bearded handsome man, and now she wants to show it to the whole world." All beards have been trimmed into different shapes and styles, so, Mr. Guan, I think you are handsome and handsome, you are a good seedling, why don't you follow me to get your beard trimmed?"

"This..." Just as Guan Wenjiu raised his voice, Ruan Bi then said, "Wow, who said just now that I can do whatever I want? What about your integrity? This is not good."

After finishing speaking, he raised a finger in front of his eyes and shook it, his banana shells hit the man's forehead without exception, and he lifted a stone to hit his own foot for a while, but he still hasn't recovered.

There is only the scene of Ruan Bi triumphantly cocking his tail in front of him, but he feels helpless, but his mouth is very honest, he almost wants to pinch his nose affectionately and scold the little monkey.

Ruan Bi didn't wait for a reply, but helped him recognize it, and waited to gear up and choose a good look for him. I don't know how Xiao Liang's practice has been.

The atmosphere of the two was just right, but they came uninvited. With a third person, a small table can only seat two people. Not only did the third person fail to notice Guan Wenjiu's frown, but he even dragged the chair , getting closer.

"Hello boss."

"you are?"

The visitor grinned and said, "The boss has a bad memory? I'm Xiaoshi's friend!"

Ruan Bi looked it over, and found that this friend was still wearing what looked like an old vest that hadn't been washed, dragged all over, and the flip-flops were dusty.

There were probably mosquitoes, and my friend scratched the broken hole, "Hey, this dead mosquito, see if I catch it and slap it to death."

Ruan Bi moved his feet and said sullenly, "Oh, it's you."

"Boss remembers me?"

"Well...it's okay." Ruan Bi answered the question, probably thinking that this person was here to get close, and because it was Xiao Shi, Ruan Bi never chased him away. Anyway, he and Guan Wenjiu were almost finished eating, and they were going to eat soon. gone.

"Wow, this pancake is not bad. Is the boss still eating? I think you two are almost full. I'll give up the remaining piece and let you eat it?"

After speaking, the chopsticks caught the last piece, and the friend bit it while dropping the slag.

Ruan Bi gave Guan Wenjiu a look, not wanting to say anything to Xiaoshi's friend, so he said with a smile, "What a coincidence, but our time is up and we have to leave. You can eat slowly by yourself."

The friend ate the cake in a few strokes, touched his mouth casually, and detoured: "Today is also considered destined, I met the boss, you are a friend of the boss, you look like an elite!"

Before he could smile politely, his friend patted Guan Wenjiu's shoulder. Ruan Bi didn't know, and murmured in his heart, thinking that this person was too self-indulgent, only Guan Wenjiu knew that this person used it. A little bit of strength, like people who look down on suits and leather shoes. This summer, they are still wearing white shirts and suit pants. They are bright and don't sweat a lot. Unlike them, the sweat smells like a rotten smell, mixed with the smell of sewers. The musty smell of pickles, and the rustic smell, naturally made me jealous, so I could give this white shirt a dirty slap while my hands were dirty. I have been sitting in an office all year round, with a dignified appearance, and my body must be like a thin bamboo pole.

My friend thought well, he often bullied people with a little strength, but he didn't blink when he saw the person he was going to bully, and he didn't even show any interest in the dirty mimeograph on his shoulder.

With a few twitches in my heart, my friend concluded that this person must be afraid, so he insisted on it, he was well-bred, shameless, how could he get mad in public?

After a few times, the man lost interest in Guan Wenjiu and turned to Ruan Bi. Ruan Bi was dissatisfied, but because of his good temper, he didn't often get angry with others. He took this breath alive, so he didn't notice what the man said.

"What?" The voice was a bit cold, but it didn't scare thick-skinned people. Xiaoshi's friend added: "I still have to thank the boss. If it wasn't for the boss's generosity, I still don't know what to do."

"What did you come to thank me for? You didn't help me. If you want to thank me, Xiaoshi should thank me." Ruan Bi frowned and breathed out, "If you are Xiaoshi's friend, you should take care of him. As his friend, shouldn't you help him when he is in trouble?"

"What?" The friend was confused.

Ruan Bi didn't want to talk nonsense with him, and when he saw this reaction, he concluded that this person clearly didn't regard Xiaoshi as a friend, and his heart was like swallowing a fly. This friend also showed a meaningful meaning, saying that he is so What did you say?Ruan Bi was impatient, "What did you say to me, I'm sorry we are in a hurry, we have to leave first."

He didn't even say goodbye, and his friend poohed behind the two of them. One had a pretty face, and he was good at hooking up with rich women, and the other was a dog, and he didn't dare to fart when he met him, and he never said a word. Goods!

He crossed his legs, blocked the clerk who wanted to collect the table, and said arrogantly: "What are you collecting, I didn't see that the person hadn't left yet."

"This food belongs to the two guests just now. Why don't you accept it? You just sit here and don't order anything. If you don't eat, move your seat quickly. There are people behind you! Don't be a beggar and want to eat people's leftovers !"

"Put your mother's shit! Keep your mouth clean!" My friend was furious, and stood up to hit someone, but this clerk was not afraid of getting into trouble, "I've seen a lot of people like you, hurry up and make room for me, don't go away Be careful, I will call the police!"

After finishing speaking, he quickly put away all the things. His friend was furious for a while, and then some people around him watched him whispering, kicked the table over, scattered chopsticks and spoons all over the floor, and was caught by the chasing clerk when he wanted to leave. lose money.

How could he still give money to people if he was holding on to the money on weekdays? He punched someone, and he just let out a bad breath, and walked away slowly with his pockets in his pocket.

After a while, I took out my mobile phone and sent a text message: Good brother, I knew you were the best way. Since this is the case, how about using your paralyzed old lady again to cheat some money out?Lie more, in the future we will share a point, a friend, I am in such a difficult situation, I count on you to help, why do you have the nerve to hide from me?

(Say certain codewords every day, and then the days pass...just...)