Scumbag, wait for me!

Huacheng, with four distinct seasons and moderate temperatures, has been ranked first in the list of the most suitable first-tier cities for human habitation all year round, and the national economic growth rate is at the bottom.

As soon as spring came into the whole city, peach blossoms, lilacs, and winter jasmine were everywhere, like a big girl in a floral skirt, with her head raised and her buttocks raised, and even the air carried a dull | coquettish smell.

At ten o'clock in the night, the front of the Decos Plaza store gradually cools down, only the counters are occasionally busy.

Buzzing......

The phone screen on the table lit up, Chen Fan glanced at it, and put the chicken nuggets in his hand into the frying pan.

Xiaomei took off her work hat, pulled away her ponytail that had been nestled for a day, poked her head out from behind the cabinet and said, "Brother Fan! Thank you very much, if I change to that big female mouse, I will definitely not let me go..."

Chen Fan winked at him, signaling her to shut up and get out.

Xiaomei understood, and when she missed him, she murmured in a low voice: "Good leader, I hope that the people who order food tonight will never find a partner in their lifetime..."

Chen Fan glared at her, and Xiaomei said weakly, "It's not about you..." Then she disappeared in a flash.

Chen Fan picked up the chicken nuggets in the pot, and looked at the two dog men in the corner who had been sitting there since they entered the door at eight o'clock until now. Chanting: Fat to death!

He packed the chicken nuggets and walked to the counter, calling lazily: "Sir... your meal is ready..."

The man sitting outside stood up and walked towards him. In a flowered shirt and white trousers, he showed a coquettish smile at Chen Fan when he was serving the plate, and he gave Chen Fan a wrinkle. His tone was full of the smell that only the same kind can smell. Teasingly, say, "Thank you."

Chen Fan watched him go with a professional smile.

Dahua saw Chen Fan's expression was a bit strange, so she leaned over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Chen Fan picked up the phone, poked the screen, and said flatly, "Jap, the guy by the window didn't like the guy in the white pants because he's poor...and ugly..."

Dahua shuddered, and said with emotion: "I really don't understand the world of men like you..." As the mother of a two-year-old child, although she had seen Chen Fan's "uniqueness" before, her face The expression on the phone is always unable to keep up with the endurance in my heart that I expected.

Chen Fan, male, Scorpio, 23 years old, assistant manager of Dexter Plaza store, single for four years, virgin, claims to be 0.5 and firmly believes that he is zero.

As soon as he turned on his phone, he saw the photo sent by the other party.

The man in the photo has a curly hair, squinting a pair of small eyes, a round face, slightly curved mouth, healthy wheat-colored skin, white teeth, and a healthy and sunny smile.

The most important thing is that this man has a muscular physique, half of his body is naked, and his buttocks are exposed. It is really upturned and round without any dead ends, and it hits Chen Fan's g——dian.

He hesitated, and tremblingly withdrew three words: "Let's meet."

The other party replied in seconds: "You always say you don't have time, why do you suddenly have time?"

Chen Fan was ashamed to say that he was just "seeing seductively", and thought for a long time before writing down a sentence: What do you think of me... But before finishing the sentence, he silently deleted it, and hypocritically sent a sentence: "What do you think of me?" It’s nice to meet a friend.”

This time, after a while, the person on the other side replied, "Where are you?"

"Decos, Xingya Plaza." Just as Chen Fan pressed the send button, a trace of regret and faint excitement rose in his heart.

"Handsome, I want two Cokes with ice!"

"Ah?" As soon as Chen Fan looked up, he saw the man in the floral shirt winking at him.

"Two Cokes."

"Oh……"

He packed the Coke and collected the money. When he turned on the phone, he saw a sentence on the screen: "I'll be there in 10 minutes..."

"???????"

After a few minutes, the phone vibrated again: "Passing by after get off work."

Chen Fan stared at the screen for a long time before replying: Okay——

Time passed by every minute and every second, and when there was a certain expectation in my heart, everything became long.

Chen Fan remembered the first time they greeted each other on the software, chatting casually, "this person" was very polite, which made him feel rare comfort and peace of mind.

With a jerk of his head, he suddenly thought that he was originally a "people nearby", so the sentence "passing by after get off work" should be true.After thinking about it like this, the originally excited mood gradually calmed down, and I fell into another strange circle-feeling a little silly.

His thoughts continued to wander unrestrained... What kind of work is it that he is off work at this time... His eyes looked out the window. The street next to the square is a famous nightclub in the city. Could it be ...

It was almost late at night, but Chen Fan was extraordinarily awake, and began to sort out all the information about "this person": Meng Xin, Gemini, 183-18-1, such data is simply not too tempting!

Chen Fan made a decisive decision, even if it was just an appointment tonight, he must accompany him. Obviously, he was the one who took advantage.

squeak------

The hinge of the door rang, and Chen Fan immediately raised his head and stared at the door.

A girl in a red Adidas coat came in with a baseball bag slung across her shoulders, and walked straight to the man in the floral shirt in the corner.

Snapped----

Waving his hands and arms in one go, the man in the floral shirt covered his face, looked at the woman in front of him in aggrieved and dumbfounded way, and said, "You——"

Snapped----

The girl moved neatly, and slapped down again.

The man sitting in the back immediately stood up, and said timidly: "I...we don't know each other well...you can do whatever you want—" Before he finished speaking, he ran out in a desperate manner, afraid that he was here to catch Jian.

The girl shook her hands and said, "I didn't control the strength well, my hands hurt..."

The eyes of the man in the floral shirt were red, and he said tearfully, "You... who are you! Bullying me and not hitting women, right?" His voice was thin and weeping, like a duck whose neck had been stepped on.

Da Hua hid behind the counter and gave Chen Fan a slight push.

Chen Fan moved his shoulders and said sullenly, "No, I'm afraid the floral shirt will scratch me."

With a bitter expression on her face, Dahua pushed Chen Fan again, and said, "Surveillance is filming, if you don't go, you will be fined."

Only then did Chen Fan walk out of the counter, seriously considering whether he wanted to start a fight if the two started fighting?

He wasn't afraid that the girl would be at a disadvantage. The girl's movements were smooth, and she looked like a veteran who was used to taking advantage.

You must know that this timing is really delicate. If they are in a stalemate, if a stranger happens to come, the elders will definitely pat their chests and refuse to admit their cowardice, and the quarrel will become more vigorous.

But what if the floral shirt is an exception?With this in mind, Chen Fan walked carefully to the two of them.

The girl glared at Chen Fan, and Chen Fan stopped immediately, looking straight over.

The girl said coldly: "If you are sick, don't come out to hurt people!" She took out the phone from her pocket, picked it up, and replied lazily: "Hello... I have something to do, I'm leaving."

The man in the floral shirt was still in a daze, neither speaking nor moving.

The girl passed by Chen Fan's shoulder, took two steps, turned her head and met the man in the floral shirt, picked up the phone after a while, and continued to walk out the door.

Chen Fan walked over, lowered his head and silently collected the trash on the table.

The man in the floral shirt hung his hands under the table, clenched his fists tightly, his arms trembling under the soft fabric.

He suddenly raised his head and said viciously: "Such a lack of wink, you deserve to be a waiter for the rest of your life."

His voice was not too loud, just enough for Chen Fan to hear.As soon as he finished speaking, he walked towards the door.

Chen Fan tightened his hand holding the rag, let out a breath, and watched the back of the man go down the steps through the transparent glass door.

He went to the sink to apply hand sanitizer, rubbed it carefully three times, and after making sure that there was no smell of rags on his hands, he took out a paper to dry and took out his phone.

There was only a single sentence on the screen: "There is something temporary, but it won't pass... I'm sorry..."

Chen Fan typed out the word "OK" stiffly.

buzzing————

Another second reply: "Next time we will make an appointment..."

Chen Fan didn't reply. He pressed the back button to return to the homepage, and mechanically swipe down row after row of portraits. His eyes suddenly lit up and stopped.

The man's profile picture was still flashing, and it looked like he had just logged in. When he clicked on the big picture, Chen Fan saw the color of the shirt with the collar at a glance. It was the man who had just been beaten.

The girl's words: "If you get sick, don't come out to harm others." Still echoing in my ears.

His lips twitched, revealing a particularly ugly wry smile.

This world... is really chaotic!

He warned himself for the one hundred and one time in his heart: Chen Fan, as a pussy, you must strictly guard the last line of defense, and you must not be greedy for secular flesh.

He reopened the dialog with Meng Xin, and replied: Let's talk when we have time.

At this moment, he no longer had any expectations in his heart, picked up the rag, and continued to clean up the sink.

Flower City, it's spring, but... what does it have to do with me?

Riding on the little sheep, wrapping up the scarf and hat, and putting on gloves, the weather in early spring turned into midnight, still with biting cold.

There were fewer and fewer cars on the street, and the street lights receded one after another.

Turning into the residential area, the shadow of the short five-story building hit the ground, like a monster whose face was pulled by someone, with teeth and claws, extremely ugly.

Chen Fan locked his car and went upstairs. There were no lights on the first and second floors, and it was pitch black. The lights on the third floor flickered on and off, and there was a "hissing" sound of electric current.

He took out the key, and the sound of unlocking was especially loud in the night.

The old iron door opened with a "squeak", and he walked into the dark-lit living room.

There was a pile of things thrown at the door, almost tripping him,

Turned on the light, only to see an old bear half a person tall, next to the old bear, throwing "Luffy's face", which was originally a cushion, but now the hat and head are separated, and it collapses on the ground, letting People feel miserable.

Unexpectedly, Luffy played thousands of episodes, and finally lost in his own living room.

Chen Fan suddenly felt a little ironic. He picked up the bear on the ground, walked into the master bedroom, and turned on the light with a "pop."

The room was filled with alcohol, and the man on the big bed opened his eyes in a daze, turned over and half sat up, picked up the slipper on the ground and smashed it on Chen Fan's arm, shouting: "You bastard, why did you go crazy in the middle of the night?"

Chen Fan's face was hot, and a fire burned in his heart: "Why did you throw my things?"

"You... you are a man, why do you want those things? I... I would give birth to a dog instead of you!"

Chen Fan shook Xiong's hand, this was not the first time...

Chen Fuguo stood up tremblingly, walked up to Chen Fan with a swaying body, raised his hand and slapped him: "If you don't go to find a job for you, you will know that you will be ashamed outside! Listen...do you hear...you will be slapped tomorrow You have to resign!"

Chen Fan felt his face was hot and painful, sniffed his nose, turned his face slowly, and said, "I don't want your money, and I don't care if you find me a job. I have hands and feet and I can't die of hunger."

Chen Fuguo stared wide-eyed, his eyeballs were bloodshot, and said, "You...you bastard, if I don't give you my job, I'll have to give it to someone else! And this house, it's all yours! Anyone can take it!" don't go!"

"I don't want it!" Chen Fan completely threw away the bear in his hand, grabbed Chen Fuguo's hand holding his collar and said, "I don't care for it!"

Snapped----

The loud slap sounded again, like a dagger, tearing apart the night in an instant.

Chen Fuguo said with hysterical anger in his voice, "If you have the ability... If you have the ability, just get the hell out of here, and don't come back to this house again."

Chen Fan's eyes gradually turned red, he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm leaving now."

"you----"

He picked up the bear on the ground and went into the bedroom, randomly rolled up a few clothes and stuffed them into the suitcase.

Chen Fuguo was completely sober from the wine at this moment, and he suffered from a severe headache, sitting on the ground panting heavily.

Chen Fan picked up the cushion with the bear in his arms, pulled up the box and said, "Dad, I don't want anything from you. You can live a good life by yourself. Aunt Zhang is good to you. Don't...don't be like my mother. Always stick to flowers." Chaocao, you will regret it if you leave."

"Get out! Get out of my way..."

Accompanied by two bloody rolling sounds, Chen Fan went downstairs. He didn't have the strength to lift the suitcase any more, so he just followed the steps, pulling down with "boom bang bang..." and his ankle hurt.

The wind at midnight was even colder, as if it had grown wings and burrowed straight into people's necks.

Walking to the trash can at the entrance of the corridor, he threw the bear and the cushion into it.

It's been four years, the person I once loved has been away without a sound for so long, and only he keeps this garbage like a fool.

Standing at the intersection, he took out his cigarette and lit it, smoked half of it in one gulp, and looked up at the street lamp.

The light is too glaring, it burns people's eyes sorely, astringently, wanting to cry.

He raised his hand to wipe it off, but there were more and more tears, which couldn't be wiped clean, and the wind chilled into his bones.

Chen Fan, from today onwards, you are homeless...

Afraid?don't be afraid...

Chen Fan, don't be afraid...

he said to himself...