Special Relationships

I suspect that the fat man may not have bought a knife, he bought iron and steel and made it.If we wait any longer, today's welcome feast can only be eaten in the middle of the night.I made a phone call.

"Fatty, did you go to make knives, or pick star anise and cinnamon? My brother and I finished washing the dishes. The small shop in the village is only more than 800 meters away from us. You can climb back and forth, right? Where are you going?" Lost you?"

"Naive, what you said is that I am afraid that I will be embarrassed when I come back too early and see something I shouldn't see. You said that if I push the door open, I see you and my little brother...cough cough..."

"Fuck you, uncle. If you have the heart, don't come back if you have the ability." I also gave in to the fat man. The possibility of this kind of thing probably told me that I was actually a woman, and Poker Ping was my biological brother, fat man. It was my third uncle pretending to be the same.

"In 10 minutes, you boil the water for me, and the fat man will come back and cook a big meal for you."

I boiled water, and Pokerfoil watched me use the induction cooker.It suddenly occurred to me that his impression of this world was still ten years ago, so I simply explained to him, what to do according to this, and what to do according to that.By the way, he took out his mobile phone and told him the function of the current mobile phone.He didn't speak, but I knew he was listening carefully.

I haven't spoken so much in a few years.

It seems to be back in 03, when I kept talking and wanted to make friends with him.

Fatty came back soon, ding ding dong dong, the kitchen became popular.The fat man handed over the task of chopping meat to Poker Bottle, and asked me to wash the dishes.To be honest, I was a little worried that the cutting board would be broken by Poker-Face's knife, but I saw that he had control, so he finally breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his head to wash the dishes.

The fat man was sweating profusely. I was afraid that he would be thrown into the dishes, so I quickly put a towel on his shoulders.

"Hey! Are you treating the fat man as the waiter?" The fat man immediately became dissatisfied when he saw that it was a white towel.

"Okay, what color do you want, the colorful one, right? I'll pull one for you?" However, there are no colorful ones at home, and the most colorful one is the one with the little yellow chicken printed on it. I decisively pulled it for the fat man. Satisfied now.

He put the fish out of the pot, and a large cloud of air rushed towards me.

"Master Fatty's cooking skills are delicious!" The fat man shook the pot a few times to prevent the fish from sticking to the pot.

"Scent." I smiled, but I couldn't smell anything.The doctor said my nose is completely broken and the smell I "smell" now is just how I feel.

After tossing for two hours, all the dishes were served.

Fatty has always been good at enlivening the atmosphere. After drinking a glass of white wine, Fatty couldn't help but start to recall those things about us back then.I occasionally open my mouth to complain about Fatty and brag about how brave he is.Poker-Face just looked at me and Fatty, and he would drink if Fatty wanted to toast with him, and he still didn't talk much as usual.

When a table of food was half eaten, the fat man began to talk about my past ten years.I didn't stop him either.It is impossible to say that I have no selfishness. I more or less want him to hear some of what I have done in the past ten years.I think I can prove to him that I have grown a lot, and I am no longer that shrinking turtle-like Wu Xie, and I can help him share some things.

But listening to other people tell their own stories can be extraordinarily awkward.I looked at Poker Bottle and wanted to ask him how he got here in the past ten years.But I don't think it's necessary to ask.From the moment I took out the stuffy oil bottle, I had a feeling that the strings that had been stretched for a long time were completely loosened.Fuck the bronze door, I will be a retiree from now on.What is the ultimate, what is the ultimate answer, I am too tired, I can't keep up.

But the fat man is not very clear about what I have done in the past ten years.I said, stop talking about me and talk about yourself.Just gave the fat man a step down.After the fat man finished talking about the customs of Banai, I checked the time, it was [-]:[-] in the morning, and it was another new day.

I drank a little too much and was a little dizzy, but still sober.Boyouping was sitting upright like a normal person.The fat man drank too much and fell unconscious on the table.

I went to the toilet, and when I came back, I saw that the fat man had fallen to the ground and was snoring like thunder.

The stuffy oil bottle is gone.

My heart tightened suddenly, and I lost all my drunkenness.

Damn, what about the stuffy oil bottle man, he's fucking missing again! ?

I rushed into the house and almost tripped over the broom handle, but a hand caught me.I saw that the owner of the familiar hand was holding a cup of tea in the other hand. An unknown fire had just surged up and hadn't erupted yet. Pokerfoil handed me the cup of tea, and said lightly, "Sober up."

I took the tea, breathless, unable to say anything.

"I won't leave without saying goodbye." He seemed helpless.

"Brother, I don't want to spend another ten years. If you leave again, I..." I really can't do anything to him.If he wanted to leave, even ten of them I might not be able to stop him for half an hour, and he had to be merciful and not pinch me unconscious.I'm really tired and want to rest.But if he disappears again, I will still chase him to the ends of the earth and follow him, at worst, I will chase him forever.I owe too.

"I have no choice but to stay with you for another ten years." I sighed, rubbed the space between my brows, and seemed to be smiling when I saw Poker Ping in a trance.He just hooked the corners of his mouth, then disappeared in an instant, and returned to his paralyzed face.If it weren't for my sharp eyes, I wouldn't have noticed that he was smiling just now.

I took a sip of the tea, but it wasn't hot, it seemed that it had been left to cool down for a while.It's been ten years, I haven't died in any corner, and I'm lucky to still be here today.

I sat down on the spot by the door, Poker Fase was sitting next to me, tonight is a semicircular crescent moon.

Maybe it was because of the strength of wine. I originally talked to Poker Ping about the changes in the world in the past ten years, and it became my ten years after talking.If I can pass in a few words, I won't say it too pitifully.Poker-face has guarded the bronze gate for me for ten years, what will happen when he comes back and finds that Wu Xie is no longer the same Wu Xie?

After ten years, I cannot and cannot not change.The fat man is still calling me naive, and I know that I am no longer worthy of the word.I also want to be innocent for the rest of my life, but such Wu Xie can't make everyone around me happy.They have paid so much for me, how can I feel at ease to be that carefree little third master.I am ashamed that Shahai played against other innocent people.

Complaining is so hypocritical, I can't say it.

Poker-Face listened quietly the whole time, and when I finished listening, he looked at me and said, "It's over."

Good or bad, good or evil, merits and demerits are all there, and it is over.

I suddenly wanted to close my eyes and have a good sleep.I told myself that tomorrow I would buy a mobile phone for Poker, and then I fell into a deep sleep.