Second first love

The door slammed open and bounced back with a bang.

"Day, it's just to buy a bag of potato chips, have you time-traveled?"

Fatty Chen came out of the room cursing, and suddenly stopped talking.

He looked at the blue-haired girl with his back to the door, and at "Re: Zero" playing on the pad, his fingers trembling: "Lei Lei Lei, Rem sauce?"

"Mother Lei, why don't you come to help me!" The "Vision Department" girl with light blue bangs covering half of her face turned her head and said angrily.

When Fatty Chen scolded her, he felt a numbness rushing from his tailbone, he shuddered, and rushed over in a hurry.

Seeing the girl supporting Lin You who looked like a dead dog with her shoulders, Fatty Chen took her over lightly, only to find that Lin You's light body was covered in blood.

"You, you..." Fatty Chen was born as an otaku, and when he saw blood, his legs went limp.

Lin You waved his hands, speechless.And the girl didn't change her face, she sat down on the sofa with a golden knife, and called him very rudely: "Damn, I'm exhausted. My box is still downstairs, help me move it, brother?"

The fat "brother" shivered at her queenly appearance, and hurriedly went downstairs to find her box.

"Tell me, what's going on?" The part-time mad devil keyboardist lady didn't hesitate, she raised her hand and took off Lin You's dirty shirt, and threw it into a corner in a ball.

Lin You's resistance was futile, he was pinned down and stripped off, and he said angrily: "The villain sees that I am as beautiful as a flower and wants to do something wrong..."

"Fart." The girl slapped him on the abdomen. It wasn't heavy, but her voice was loud: "I'm talking about you here. When you're making martial arts movies by yourself, you won't vomit blood like this when you fight, right?"

"Take it easy, grandma." Lin You was startled by her, and curled up reflexively, "I have gastritis, gastric ulcer! Is it alright?"

The keyboard player narrowed her round eyes suspiciously, looked up and down Lin You's thin body, and reluctantly accepted this explanation.

"Where's your dog-like boyfriend? Just because you're being bullied like this?" She lit a cigarette and handed it to Lin You, "Let me tell you, it's better to have a dog than to have a man. You can still call twice at any time."

Lin You sucked on her hand, lay back on the spot, looked at the sky speechlessly and said, "Miss sister, don't talk nonsense, I don't have a boyfriend."

"Oh, it looks like we've got a share." She picked up a cigarette, took a rag into the kitchen to soak some water, and said vaguely, "No wonder I saw him sitting there crying when I went back the other day, and I asked him a lot. No, I still stare at me."

"He's crying?" Lin You turned over and sat up, imagining the crying Yu Xiaohua, feeling both thunderous and exhilarated, and a little guilty.

"I lied to you." The girl rolled up her sleeves, held up a rag, and cleaned Lin You vigorously.

Lin You's neck and chest were rubbed red by her rough technique, and he couldn't help hissing: "Be gentle."

"Although crying is fake." The girl didn't relax, and finally wiped off the blood on Lin You's body, "but I saw his expression, it was more awkward than crying. And he really stared at me—drunk Well, it's none of my business, after meeting the two of you, I will be unlucky every day."

Lin You whimpered and turned over, and said: "There's no way, Merry Debt. He can't forget the handsome and uncommon man in the past, but he's under my care. Seeing my present appearance, he probably should give up. "

"Give up?" The girl dipped the black dishcloth into cold water, suddenly thought of something, and sneered.

"Hey girl, are you talking about this box?"

Fatty Chen rushed into the door in a hurry, holding the guitar and sluggishly on the spot - Lin You looked like a girl with a yellow flower who was ravaged by bandits. smoking an afterthought.

"You, you..."

When the female bandit saw him coming back, her eyes lit up, she snatched the box, and raised the cigarette in her hand: "Thank you, brother."

There were jingling bells in the box, as if there were musical instruments in it.

She opened the lid with a bang, and saw that the gourd-shaped box was filled with all kinds of small things, from nail polish, mascara, to jewelry, slippers, underwear and shorts.

Fatty Chen looked at the black leopard-print underwear that was half dragged outside, and felt that he was going to suffocate, so he moved to sit beside Lin You with a flushed face.

"When I met a robber, she saved my life." Lin You still had a conscience, and solved the fat man's confusion.

"Oh, huh?" Fatty Chen was stunned, and whispered, "She saved you?"

Lin You raised his chin a little: "Here, I knocked people out when I picked up the box."

"I'm going, so tough! Where did you know?"

"...the working girl from the convenience store downstairs."

"What are the two big men talking about?" The blue-haired girl stood up, kicked the box, and said angrily, "Damn, the phone is gone."

Fatty Chen stood up very dog-leggedly, and drew a line with Lin You, who was "jittering and crooked", and said, "Will the robbers take advantage of it and walk away?"

"A robber? What robber?" The irritable girl squinted her eyes and stared at the poor Lin You with disgust. "If you have the time to rob him, you might as well go to the street to beg for food."

Lin You was shot in the chest by an arrow, and said weakly: "Then what, Jie Se is also Jie..."

"Don't poor my sister." The non-mainstream girl rolled her eyes, "Then what, someone lend me a cell phone, I want to call my brother."

"Use mine, use mine." Fatty Chen took out his phone and handed it over, and wiped the screen vigorously with his hem.

The girl pointed at the dial panel, raised her finger, and then froze.

"...Hahahaha, you forgot your number?" Lin You burst out laughing.

"..." The girl looked in disbelief, and couldn't think of a single number except 181, which starts with the common one.

Fatty Chen was still acting like a dogleg, trying to communicate with the other party: "Why don't you think about it again? 181..."

"Damn." The girl turned her head as he wished, and glared, "11, big brother? I can memorize numbers like this casually, and will I come out as an artist?"

"...What about your own number?" Lin You reminded.

"Come on." She rolled her eyes, "If you can find your lost phone in this city, I'll write my name upside down."

That being said, she still dialed a series of numbers.When Fatty Chen saw that she had entered the number in his mobile phone, he couldn't hide the smile on his face, as if he had already obtained the WeChat, Weibo and Instagram of his new goddess.

The phone rang twice and was picked up.

It was a tired male voice, she raised her eyebrows and pressed the speakerphone.

"Hello, Xiaoyou?"

"Are you okay, I really didn't mean it today."

"I'm going back first, you... have a good rest."

"I took the mobile phone away for you, and I will send it back to you tomorrow."

When Lin You heard the voice, he silently turned his face away.Fatty Chen knew that this was probably the weak man who beat Lin You until he vomited blood, and he was about to have a fit.

His goddess stretched out a finger to stop him, pointed the microphone at herself, and took a deep breath:

"Fuck, you beep--beat the old lady and brother to vomit blood and say that you didn't do it on purpose? You beep-thing, beep-if I see you here, beep-! This broken phone Who cares, if you beep—I have touched my hand—beep—wouldn’t want it, keep it for yourself and stuff the chrysanthemum, you beep—”

beep.

She raised her head unsatisfied, and spread her hands: "He's dead."

The two petrified men gave her a thumbs up.

"It's not a smart phone for me. If you lose it, just throw it away. I'll get a new card tomorrow." She returned the phone to Fatty Chen, then turned to stare at Lin You, "Don't you want to know if he sent it? I'm still filthy with things touched by wives who beat their wives."

Lin You was a little guilty, nodded honestly, and remembered something: "Why didn't you work the night shift today?"

She scratched her head, a little embarrassed: "...hid in the warehouse to sleep and was discovered by the store manager, and kicked out."

"You used to live in a convenience store?" Lin You was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped.

"Yeah," she shrugged indifferently, "The rented house was kicked out half a month ago, saying it was some kind of illegal partition."

Another young girl who was harmed by a black-hearted landlord.

"My brother is also in City S, but he's in District J, as if he's in a different place. For convenience, I just want to work together in the store."

"It's too late today, the subway is about to shut down, and you can't make it in time." Lin You glanced at Fatty Chen's expectant eyes from the corner of his eye, and said bravely, "Why don't you stay with us to survive?" ?”

Unexpectedly, the other party nodded simply: "Thank you, bro."

She stretched out her hand and shook Fatty Lin Youchen's hand one by one: "Lu Qingliu."

Qingliu girl lives up to her name.Fatty Chen laughed so hard that he almost lost his eyesight, and said: "This is Lin You, my name is Fatty Chen... Hang Zi. But you can call me Fatty if you like!"

"Okay, fat brother." Lu Qingliu solved the urgent need, and moved the luggage out with a smile, "Don't worry, I brought earplugs, you two don't worry about doing things at night, don't worry about me if you shout."

Lin You had a constipated expression on his face, and he suppressed a smile so that his face turned a liver color.

Fatty Chen also blushed, and quickly waved his hands and said, "No, no, you misunderstood Miss Lu. Although we live together, it is definitely a pure revolutionary friendship. I am straight! Straighter than a steel pipe!"

Lu Qingliu paused, turned his head to look at Fatty Chen again, and sighed with emotion: "No wonder, I said why it doesn't look like it."

The "not much like" Fatty Chen looked at his slovenly belly, and then at the flirtatious evildoer lying on the sofa laughing silently, with grief, anger and embarrassment, he plunged into the bedroom.

After successfully convincing Lu Qingliu to move into his own room, Lin You, who was lying alone on the sofa, was holding up his mobile phone - the protruding springs of the sofa made his back hurt and he suffered from insomnia.

Suddenly, in the silence, the phone vibrated, and it was a string of unfamiliar numbers.He pressed the answer button in a strange way, and put it to his ear.

There was a heavy gasp in the earpiece.

He listened for a while, frowned, and whispered: "Have you been drinking?"

"..."

"Xiao Lan?"

"Don't call me Xiaolan!" The deep and pleasant voice was tongue-in-cheek, losing his temper clumsily, picking out words carefully, "I, I have a name, Yu Xiaolan! The rest of Yu, laughing like a joke, like a wave! You can't even pronounce my full name for ten fucking years..."

Lin You got up, tiptoed to the balcony, and coaxed him like a child: "Okay, Yu Xiaolan. It's too late, hurry up and go home to sleep?"

"Home?" He chuckled, "I don't have a home."

"Lin You, do you know? After you left, I tried to talk to others, but it was useless. You were the only one who opened and closed my eyes." He didn't care whether Lin You was listening or not. He began to complain bitterly, "I admit it, I went to see you at school, but they said you dropped out..."

"Do you know, I've been looking for you. Later, when I went abroad, I was going to stay there. But I'm not reconciled. I've been in such a relationship in my life, and I was run away without a word." He Talking incoherently, "Lin You, you are right, you owe me. I was about to give up, but you sent it to my door."

"...Sorry." Lin You only felt his throat tighten.At that time, he couldn't protect himself, and he heard about Yu Xiaolan's news, but deliberately avoided him.

"You owe me Lin You, you owe me." The other party repeated a sentence over and over again, talking to himself with obsession, "I'm really not reconciled..."

"Then what do you want?" Lin You felt that it was not normal for a drunkard to argue with a drunk, but the irritability in his heart surged up: "Now you have found me. Yes, I have a bad life, you have seen it all , so can you be willing?"

"Just say what you want? My life is almost ruined. If you want to do anything, do it early, Yu Xiaolan, so you don't regret it when I die..."

"Lin You."

"?"

"I love you."

beep.

Lin You hung up the phone in a panic, and stood there dumbfounded. Without warning, a little sourness suddenly opened up in his chest.

He said he loved him—many people said they loved him, in the bed, in the western restaurant, on the playground under the scorching sun.

From being young and frivolous to having white hair and a heart full of holes, Lin You has never had such a strong premonition:

He really loves him.

But it was too late.Lin You thought numbly, it was too late.

After a long while, he squatted on the balcony as if in pain, and wept shortly in a hoarse voice.

He didn't cry, but his knuckles turned white, tightly clutching the broken phone.