live next door

Meng Xiu drove Yongxiang home, threw it on the bed, rubbed his shoulders: "This little kid looks so thin, why is he so heavy?"

Yong Xiang didn't close his eyes, but looked at the lamp.

Meng Xiu patted his thigh, disgusted: "You got up to take a shower when you were not dead drunk, you smelled of alcohol."

Yong Xiang immediately closed his eyes and remained motionless.

"Don't play dead! Get up."

Yong Xiang still didn't move, Meng Xiu reluctantly went to wash up by himself, wet a towel and came over to wipe his face carelessly. After wiping, Yong Xiang suddenly opened his eyes, sat up and lay down on the edge of the bed and started to vomit.

The smell of alcohol and stomach acid came out, Meng Xiu hid in disgust, then saw the juice spreading on the floor, and ran out covering his mouth.When going out, he closed the door by the way, leaned against the door panel, and cursed in a low voice: "This is a bastard."

After a while, there was no movement inside, and Meng Xiu couldn't ignore it. He wanted to turn over a mask and put it on before entering, but he couldn't find it, only a gas mask.Gas masks seem to be better than face masks.He looked at the gas mask who didn't know how old it was. After wearing it, his first breath was the smell of dust and mildew. He coughed twice, took it off and threw it into the trash can.

Forget it, Meng Xiu took out an irregular popsicle that had melted and solidified from the refrigerator. This was made up for [-] cents from the supermarket when he bought it. It didn't taste good, so he kept it until now.

He smashed the popsicles into pieces, wrapped them in a towel, took a deep breath and opened the bedroom door as if to die, then ran to the window and opened the curtains holding his breath.The night wind blew in, and the smell in the bedroom was blown away a lot.

He straightened Yongxiang, put a towel wrapped in popsicles on his red and slightly swollen eyes, put on disposable gloves and threw almost a roll of paper on Yongxiang's vomit. When he knelt down and looked at the paper soaked in the foul-smelling liquid, he suddenly heard Yongxiang say, "Brother Yixiu, I..."

"What?" Meng Xiu stood up and leaned close to Yong Xiang's head, "Say it again."

Yongxiang opened one eye, and the other eye was holding the towel: "I... am not gay."

Meng Xiu patted his head: "You are not, go to sleep."

Yong Xiang closed his eyes, as if he fell asleep contentedly. Meng Xiu looked down at the pile of toilet paper, closed his eyes, picked it up and put it in a garbage bag, sealed it, and then washed the mop to clean it.It was early in the morning after finishing all this, and he looked at his hands. Although the pair of disposable gloves had been thrown away, he looked at his hands as if he saw the pile of vomit.

He went into the bathroom and washed his hands with soap, then with shampoo, after thinking about it, with body wash, and then with laundry detergent, even kitchen dish soap, soap, and facial cleanser. After a while, he gave up, dried his red hands, and went back to the bedroom.

The bedroom was full of that indescribable smell. He was afraid that he would have nightmares, zombies, zombies, carrion, etc. He picked up a quilt, bumped the light with his shoulder, and went out to close the door with his foot.

Tonight he sleeps on the sofa, let Yongxiang live in the bedroom full of Yongxiang's breath.

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The next day, when Yongxiang woke up, the first thing he felt was not a headache, but a sticky towel stuck to his forehead. Although the water in the popsicle had melted overnight, it should have flowed onto his head. It's dry, but the towel is covered with sweat again.

Then came the pain in the head, as if there was a jade rabbit pounding medicine in the head, and the jade pestle hit the brain one after another.

Yong Xiang sat up covering his head, looked around, this was the bedroom of Meng Xiu, whom he was all too familiar with.He thought about it hard, but he couldn't figure out why he was here. He remembered that he went out of the box last night, and seemed to meet Xu Qiang, and then he seemed to have a fight with him, and then he came out, and then he Wake up here.

Yongxiang saw his mobile phone on the bedside table, and suddenly remembered that he hadn't told his mother yet, picked up the mobile phone and opened it, there were three missed calls, he clicked on it, two were from his mother, and one was from Meng Xiu According to the time calculation, the two calls made by my mother were when he was playing Truth or Dare. As for the call from Meng Xiu, it was at 33:[-] last night, and he didn't know what he was doing at that time.

"At two o'clock at eleven I still answered Brother Yixiu's call?" Yong Xiang murmured strangely, then got up and straightened his wrinkled clothes, opened the door and went out.

Meng Xiu was sleeping on the sofa, half of the quilt fell to the ground, half covered half of Meng Xiu's body, and the other half of his body was exposed.Meng Xiu doesn't go out often, so his complexion is very fair and a little sick.Now his right arm, right leg, right foot and right belly are all exposed to the air.

Yong Xiang walked over lightly, and as soon as he pulled up a corner of the quilt, Meng Xiu woke up.

Meng Xiu rubbed his eyes, sat up and adjusted his clothes, and asked Yong Xiang standing in front: "Does your head hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt very much." Yong Xiang sat down and asked with some concern, "Did I get drunk last night?"

"Yeah." Meng Xiu smiled, "Usually if you can't remember it, you're drunk."

"Did I say anything?" Yong Xiang looked at him.

Meng Xiu kicked the quilt aside, thought for a while, and then looked at Yong Xiang curiously: "Did you never fall in love in the three years of junior high school?"

"Ah."

"Will your classmates say that you...don't like girls?"

Yong Xiang was taken aback: "No way."

Meng Xiu was surprised: "Then you said last night that you are not gay?"

Yongxiang's heart sank: "I said I... am not gay?"

"Yeah." Mengxiu put on his slippers, stood up and walked to the bathroom, walked back halfway and kicked Yongxiang's leg, looking a little upset, "Go take a bath! Don't sit here when you smell of alcohol."

Yong Xiang jumped up and hugged him, deliberately sticking to him tightly, turning his body smelling of alcohol into two bodies of alcohol, and said with a smile: "Got it."

Then he ran into the bathroom in a hurry, and Meng Xiu went to the bedroom helplessly, so he wouldn't care about like a kid.

He picked up Grizzly's pajamas and knocked on the bathroom door: "You didn't take a change of clothes."

Yong Xiang opened the slit, took it, and then felt a little helpless: "No underwear."

Meng Xiu laughed loudly: "Let's go to idle."

Yong Xiang was silent, and then there was the sound of running water in the bathroom. Meng Xiu stopped guarding, went to the kitchen to wash his hands, washed the vegetables, washed some rice, poured the vegetables in and cooked them. This is an enhanced version of fast food, porridge .

After waiting for half an hour, Yongxiang still didn't come out, but the sound of the washing machine dehydrating could be heard inside, Meng Xiu rushed inside and shouted: "Yongxiang, what are you doing?"

Inside, Yongxiang said sullenly, "Dehydrated."

In fact, his voice is not muffled, it just sounds muffled through the bathroom door.After a while, Yongxiang came out, not wearing the little grizzly pajamas, but still wearing his own clothes and pants, and sneezed as soon as he opened the bathroom door.

Meng Xiu walked forward with a frown and touched his clothes. It was damp. Although the water could not be wrung out, it was still quite cold in the morning.

"You don't know how to wear underwear, do you?"

Yong Xiang looked up: "Why? I didn't wear it."

Meng Xiu pulled him into the bedroom: "How about you wear mine? I only wore a pair of underwear once..."

"No need." Yong Xiang broke away from Meng Xiu's hand.If he really wanted to wear it, it would be so exciting, he was still wearing the underwear that Meng Xiu had worn.

Yong Xiang pulled up his wet pants and said, "My house is next door, why can't I go back and change?"

After talking, I laughed, why didn't he go home and wash?

Meng Xiu also laughed, and gave him a slight push: "Then go back and change quickly, don't catch a cold. Come here after changing, I cooked porridge."

"Yeah." Yong Xiang walked out, "Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

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Due to the recent start of school, there are a lot of things, probably every two days or every three days in the last month, thank you for your understanding