[Bottle Evil Doujin] Generation Gap

Chapter 9 Generation Gap Series Short Chapter 9 "Photo!photo! "

When I was 25 years old, I fell into a crisis in my life. Since then, I have launched a 13-year resistance war, during which countless dead and wounded.This incident changed the trajectory of my life, completely shattered my wish to be a law-abiding citizen, and turned me into a lingering psychopath, during which all kinds of grief were ignored.

When everything was finally over, I thought that I would never encounter anything that could change my life again, and that I would become a Buddha immediately by putting down the butcher knife.But I forgot the four big characters of impermanence in the world, which caused me to suffer a tragic blow in middle age. The three views of 38 years collapsed into scum.

I need a very quiet environment to sort out my emotions, to sort out all the clues bit by bit. It is best to find an environment without stuffy oil bottles. I can't calm down when I see him. I felt guilty, for fear that he would see that I had some thoughts about him, and kick me against the wall when he turned around.

I didn’t feel like I had anything to him. I helped him take a bath, cut his nails, and fed him a couple of meals. Everything went smoothly. Ever since the old lady smashed his outlook on life, I felt my heart beat when I was close to him. Speed ​​up, look at him more and feel that you are taking advantage of him.

Poker bottle seems to realize that I am a little weird, but his good character is to not ask questions, which makes me relieved, but I am a little upset if he doesn't ask me. If he asks more, I may be very worthless The whole thing was revealed.I don't know whether I want him to ask or not to ask, it seems that there are hundreds of cat's paws desperately scratching in my heart, and I finally know what it means to scratch the heart and liver.

I regret it a bit, why didn't I think about falling in love when I was in school, at least I have a reference here, so as not to be overwhelmed like a stunned young man.I also tried to read some popular romance novels for reference, but before reading three lines, I was disgusted. They were all children in their teens and 20s moaning without illness. No desire to watch anymore.

I was still in a calm mood in this room, and another guest came to the door in another room, and my empty shop suddenly became lively. First, Xiao Hua rushed over. It seemed that the old lady was really professional, and she didn’t tell him anything. , he simply came to me to insinuate, under the guise of caring about me to satisfy his heart of gossip.

Li Cu and Su Wan came to Hangzhou in a group on vacation, pretending to be concerned about Brother Zhang's injury, and brought so-called condolences.Before I had time to kick the two boys out, the black blind man also ran over. He said that he was the guardian of Li Cu and Su Wan, and that minors should not be allowed to run around. Of course I knew he was doing it for Those who came to watch the excitement have very bad intentions.

As soon as these few people slammed into my shop, my small shop was full, and even Wang Meng was squeezed out. The customers who came came and looked at the door to see that they were not going to come in, and there was nowhere to stay. .I have been quiet for too long, and when there are too many people, my brain hurts and I want to flip the table.

However, no matter how many people came to the store, it didn't affect Poker Bottle, he hibernated as soon as he took root in his seat.I was sitting next to him, Li Cu and Su Wan chattered on the left, the fat man and the blind man on the right were chatting enthusiastically, and Xie Yuchen, who was facing me, was pestering me to chat.

From Xiaohua, I learned why the fat man didn't dare to go back. It turned out that he somehow provoked a girl. The girl's family has some background, and he insisted on marrying her.

I thought to myself that this girl has a very fatty taste, and a fat man can eat it without fear of choking to death. She touches the oil in her hands at night, and how much facial cleanser it takes to wash her face in the morning. The taste is too bad.

I was talking about the black blind man who was thirsty, so I told him to go and make tea by himself. I didn’t know where to find my best Longjing tea. Just want to kick him.

Su Wan didn't know what they talked about with Li Cu, so he ran to Heixiazi and whispered to him secretly: "Master, didn't you say that Brother Da Zhang's hair mound is very powerful, and now he hurts his right hand, if you If you fight him, you might win."

The black blind man giggled, and before he could speak, I threw the cup over. Su Wan was so frightened that he ran away with his head in his arms: "Brother, I was wrong! Don't hit me!! My head can't stand your kicking! "

I patted the table: "Have you had enough trouble! How long are you going to stay with me? Go back to each house and find your mother! My small shop can't accommodate all the big Buddhas! Go home, okay! If you don't go home, I will close the door Let the dog go!!"

Of course no one cares about me, what should they do, why don't they treat themselves as outsiders at all, more like a master than me, I can't really let Brother Xiaoman bite them, I want to go upstairs to take refuge, but I'm afraid they will tear down my shop up.

If it had been a few days earlier, they would have come as soon as they came. After all, they were all brothers who had sacrificed their lives for me. Today is different from the past, no matter how many people come, I can afford to entertain them.

But these days my mind is in a state of confusion. For some reason, I must be in a very quiet environment when I think, otherwise it will be very uncomfortable, and I am used to recording and recording when sorting out my thoughts, so as to avoid memory confusion and make it difficult to organize in the future. .

I have recorded a lot about Poker Bottle, and Zong Ling has also compiled a thick notebook, but I will record every little bit of news about him, and I dare not miss any point.

I have discovered a very interesting thing in these years, that is, in all the roads I have traveled in my plan, more or less there have been Poker Bottles. These can not only prove that my thinking is In addition to being right, it also allowed me to understand some of his past.

But the more I read, the more confused I became, because I found that his past was so simple that it made people despair. conclusion, because if you can't systematically understand his family, then you won't be able to understand everything Poker Bottle has done.

In my opinion, Boyouping is simply a brick built by the Zhang family, and it can be moved wherever it is needed. Because of his existence, I have always thought that the Zhang family has a rock-like personality.But then I found out that even if he is placed in the Zhang family, he is still a bright and wonderful flower, and one flower may not appear in 80 or [-] years.

"Boss, Boss, I'm bringing you persimmon cakes! They're fresh!" The waistcoat happily rushed into my small shop with a big bag of things, almost tripping over the fat man's leg, and another troublesome person came, I'm kind of broken.

The vest went back to my hometown some time ago, and I just came back today, so I don't know the situation of my shop, but he responded quickly, and immediately nodded and bowed to greet the big guys on the road, and gave them persimmon cakes.

There was one more person in the room, so I simply turned off the air conditioner. It was warm enough just because of the crowd. If it wasn’t warm enough, don’t blame me. It’s time to go home if it’s freezing.

Fatty’s life with me and my little brother is so simple these days. When so many people came, he was a little excited. Thinking of his luxury and money back then, he kept calling me: "Hey! Comrade naive, everyone is here now, you As a local snake, you have to entertain us to go out to have fun, right? It’s so boring to be in this house, sing K, take a bath and kill chickens, let’s have some fun!”

Still singing K to take a shower?I sneered: "You want to go by yourself, I think you are better than me in Hangzhou, I have other things in the afternoon, so I won't accompany you guys."

The fat man yelled that I was not loyal, that I would not take him with me if I had something good to do, and left the room to be alone.I said that I will participate in the photography exhibition in the afternoon. If you are interested in photos, you can go with me. I will show you a good time.

This photography exhibition is the first exhibition of a newcomer in the field of photography. It is located in a university exhibition hall and is free of charge.I still have a few friends in the photography industry, so I was specially invited to have a look.

I didn't want to do this at first. After all, I've seen a lot of humanistic scenery over the years, and I haven't seen anything exciting and peaceful.But now that there are so many people in the house, I am willing to go out and hide for a while, and take the bottle of oil with me, he must also think it is too noisy.

The fat man immediately became excited: "What kind of photo? Body art?"

I spat on his face: "Bah! It's dirty! You are a landscape figure, are you interested? Come on, let me take you for a stroll?"

The old man with black blind ears has been eavesdropping on my conversation with the fat man, and immediately said: "Photography exhibition, I am interested, I would like to see more of these flowers, grass, and people, take me~"

"I'll go too, I'll go too!" Seeing that there seemed to be some fun to watch, Su Wan and Li Cu immediately raised their hands.

I couldn't kick the black blind man, so I kicked each of the two little boys, what kind of fun was there to join in the fun, a blind man and two illiterates, and they still went to a photography exhibition?Pooh!No one wants to go with Grandpa!

"Boss, turn at the traffic lights ahead, right?" Jacket asked me as he drove the car humming a little song. He seemed very happy to go out with me without risking his life. After all, the photography exhibition on the ground is much easier than living in the wild underground. .

I hummed in displeasure, the fat man sitting in the front seat was listening to music, shaking his head and insisting on putting some small apples, I think he is a big fat pig.

"I said Wu Xie, is there wifi in your photography exhibition?" Xie Yuchen was fiddling with his mobile phone, sitting on my right with Erlang's legs crossed, very coquettish.

I said angrily: "No! I want Wang to go back to Beijing!"

Xie Yuchen ignored my anger at all, and said to Poker Ping without raising his head: "Wu Xie is in menopause, you have to take care of Zhang Qiling, if this continues, he will be melancholy and bald. Have you ever seen Totoro? A sad A circle on the head fell off, and it turned into the Mediterranean Sea shining brightly."

I said: "If you do this again, I'll cut your hair bald. Let me see who cares more about your hair!"

Enough is enough, I thought going to the photography exhibition could hide away and be clean, but all the black and blind people insisted on following me. Usually, everyone doesn’t even know what a SLR looks like, and they just want to annoy me. Feelings, they came to Hangzhou in a group to disgust me.

University is a relatively youthful place, especially it is an art school. In such a cold day, there are still beautiful girls wearing miniskirts. Their long legs are white and tender, and they look fat. hair straight.

"Hey, naive, what do you think that girl is learning? Her legs are really long! She's a dancer, right?" The fat man leaned his head on the car window and looked out, his mouth was about to flow out, I looked back from the rearview mirror, and Li Cu and Su Wan were also looking at the window. Hei Xiazi didn't know if he sensed that I was watching them, and he lifted both hands from the steering wheel with a playful smile, like an idiot.

I couldn't see them like perverts like devils entering the village, and criticized the fat man: "Tell me about you, you are over half a hundred years old, why haven't you seen a girl, it's okay for the brat to see you less embarrassing, Why are you like this?"

The fat man didn't have time to talk to me, he kept saying to the waistcoat: "Slow down! Didn't you see those big girls playing tennis! Slow down!"

I thought to myself, isn’t it just that the legs are long, and my legs are also very long, and the hair on the legs is straighter and thinner than theirs after shaving, hehe, superficial.

The car drove all the way to the entrance of the auditorium, and the sign of the photography exhibition had already been hung up with a banner.Maybe it was because it was not a holiday, and the photographer was not well-known. Most of the people who came to see it were students with nothing to do, and there were three or two kittens.

The photographer who exhibited his works this time is only 26 years old. He has been engaged in photography since he graduated from university. He mainly engages in documentary and humanistic photography. Tell the stories behind these people.

The auditorium itself is not big, and the photographers arranged it with care. Many photos and decorations were hung from the ceiling with wires, and there were also many huge photos. It was quite impactful at first glance, a little shocking.

There were so many people that we couldn't walk around together, and we dispersed as soon as we entered, each looking at his own thing, since the boring oil bottle came, we were safe, and we randomly picked some works to see.

This photographer is very talented. Although the lighting and composition of the photos are not good enough, the sense of the story behind them can be captured very accurately, so I occasionally stop to look at the profile when I see good ones, and look at my guesses and photos. The real story is not the same.

Poker-face followed the same path as me. He didn't read those profiles, so he was always ahead of me.Nearly halfway through, Poker Face suddenly stopped in front of a photo about two meters high, his eyes stayed on it for an unprecedentedly long time, and he even turned his head to read the introduction written on it.

The fat man doesn't know how to read these things at all, he can't reach such a high level of appreciation, so he walked around quickly, and he didn't know what he saw.Seeing that Poker Face was watching so seriously, he also leaned over to take a look. He was amused after seeing it, and greeted the scattered crowd with a loud voice: "Oh my god! Big flower! Blind! Come and see, come and see ! Hahaha! This photo is awesome hahaha!!!”

Don't watch the bastard when there is excitement, Xie Yuchen had been playing with his mobile phone with his head down, but when he heard the fat man yelling, he immediately realized that there was excitement, and walked over in a hurry, saying, "I told you before, I'm not called Dahua, you Call me big again... Whoops!"

It's not surprising that the fat man is blah, but it's intriguing that Xiao Hua is so excited, and he doesn't even care about the fat man calling him a big flower.I suddenly had a very bad premonition in my heart, and I said that I saw something, one or two were like convulsions, I am very familiar with this kind of bad premonition, this is a signal that I will be embarrassed, this premonition It has always been very clever, and every time I have this premonition, I will definitely lose face.

But this is a photography exhibition, what can I do?Thinking of this, I felt that I was nervous, so I walked over boldly and carefully looked at the photo that caused a commotion.

This is a portrait taken on a snow-capped mountain. The subject of the photo is a young Tibetan lama walking alone in the snow-covered mountains. He is wearing a heavy lama suit without a hat, with his hands folded in front of his chest. Looking back at the direction of the camera, but the eyes are more erratic, it can be seen that it is a snapshot of the photographer.

When I saw this photo, my head went bang, my hair was about to explode, the face in the photo looked strange at first glance, but it was very familiar when I looked closely, it was my own fucking face!The lama in the photo is me at all!I am bald!

Over the years, my face is like a mass-produced face. It is not surprising to see it everywhere. There are not a few people standing in front of me alive. I know that I am handsome, but every time I see my face, I still feel a little uncomfortable. adapt.

The reason why I am so excited is not these, but because the nature of those photos is different from the one in front of me. The others are all fake. I know the one in front of me is real, and the person in the photo is me.

This is a photo of me before my throat was cut in Tibet. I shaved my head and dressed as a lama. I walked up the snow mountain alone to prepare for my final blow. But within a few hours, I was cut, so short I didn't expect to be able to capture such a photo during the period of time, which is really careless.

The person in the photo seems to be very pious with folded hands. I know that I was actually rubbing my hands because I was cold. After being captured, I changed into another appearance. I just thought that the photographer’s sense of capture was great. , I didn’t expect to lift a rock and shoot myself in the foot. The introduction of this photo reads: This is a very wonderful Buddhist relationship that the photographer encountered in Tibet. The weather was very cold that day, but the lama Walking alone in the wind and snow, his expression was calm and calm, not afraid of the cold wind at all, as if he was the only one left in the world.From his eyes, we can see the great enlightenment of letting go of everything, as calm and serene as the water in Tianchi. This may be the feeling of Tibet, mysterious, tranquil, and serene. The author thinks this is probably the meaning of practice. It is a pity. Unfortunately, the lama disappeared after the photographer took this photo, and he didn't have time to say a few words to him.

After reading it, I was so sick that I wanted to die. Who wrote this brief introduction?Why didn't he say that he saw Buddha?Only a few people know that I shaved my head. This is a big dark history in my life. Now it is hung up and displayed carelessly. Anyone can see it and comment on it.

I am very reluctant to think about how I came here these years, so my camera has never been aimed at myself. I don’t want to see myself in any photo related to these things. Photos can faithfully record everything. It can also remind me of certain things that I wish to forget all the time.

I looked at this huge photo, and the wound on my neck was bleeding again, and the skin and flesh were covered with blood and ice slag. I took a big breath, hoping to relieve the lack of oxygen in the brain, but it was in vain. The oxygen from the wound on the neck I missed it all, and it couldn't get into my lungs at all, let alone cry for help.

I went back to that dream, that snow field, that cliff, I was the only one struggling, no one would help me, everything was on my own...

"Wu Xie." Someone pinched my shoulder with great force, and the pain pulled me out of my own world. As soon as I recovered, I heard the fat man's exaggerated laughter.

"Hahahahaha, naive, you took such a perfect picture! Why didn't you tell me when you left home?" Xiaohua would kick him away and despise him for being dirty, but now Xiaohua obviously doesn't have the time to pay attention to him, and only cares about snapping wildly with her mobile phone, her face is almost crooked.

Not to mention the others, all pointing at the photos with their mobile phones to take various pictures, Li Cu kept clamoring to post on Weibo and WeChat, and the black blind man wrote all over his face, "This trip is really worth seeing. It's so lively!" Worth the price of admission".

What's even worse is that Poker-Face is still staring at the photo, and even put on a thoughtful expression for me. I rushed over to cover his eyes in a fit of anger, a little out of breath, and my hair was showing off. It took a long time for the hair to grow out. I didn’t let Poker Ping see my black history. I didn’t expect to be missed by such a photo. It’s a damn loss, and I don’t care about the sign that prohibits making noise. : "Don't look at it, don't look at it! What's so interesting! Don't show it to me either! Whoever looks at it will catch everyone's eyes!"

The black blind man sighed exaggeratedly, pretending to be very resentful: "Look, the dumb man covers his eyes when he sees, and we close our eyes when we see. .”

"Then when did you go blind? Are you going to be blind for several years? If you don't go blind again, I'll make you happy! Xie Dahua! You try to take pictures again! I broke your phone, believe it or not? Li Cu you Dare to take pictures for me? Delete it for me! Otherwise, I’ll stuff it in above you and take it out from below! Su Wan didn’t tell you, did he!? You don’t want your head to come, do you!?”

Damn it, I have nothing to do to see some photography exhibition today, it's really a pain in the ass to be idle, and I brought all these ghosts and monsters, this incident will probably make them laugh for a year!

My voice was so loud that I attracted the security guard at the door. The security guard was carrying a broken electric baton in his hand. He was probably used to showing off to the students in school. Don't make loud noises, can't you read? Get out! Get out!"

I didn't pay attention to such a small role at all, rolled up my sleeves and asked him, "Where is the photographer of this exhibition?"

People like security guards who hang out at the lower levels all the year round are very good at reading people's faces. After finding out that we are not students, I have been a little bit scared. Looking at the dozen or so hideous scars on my arms, my legs have softened, and I stammered. As for the back office, I asked him to call someone out for me.

We made such a big commotion, there were not only a few of us in the room, but the vests were very good, and before I said anything, they were already rushing people to clear the venue, and those who wanted to take pictures were immediately stopped by the fat man, and soon there was a lot of miscellaneous Everyone was kicked out.

The security guard probably didn’t dare to come again because he was afraid that we would cause trouble, so he only told the photographer to come over. When the confused photographer came in a hurry, he saw us tearing down the photos on the wall, and the photographer became anxious all of a sudden. , rushed over to block the photo, and said anxiously: "Who are you? Why did you tear down my photo? My exhibition has been reported! There is no problem with the procedures! If you don't believe me, you can go with the school to make sure. !"

The waistcoat asked me for instructions. It meant whether to beat this kid up. After all, I am still a civilized person. Although we are tomb robbers, we are not a gangster.

I glanced at the sign on his chest, confirmed his identity, and said politely: "Mr. Chen Xi, right? Hello, the person in the photo you took is me, and I wasn't there when you posted it. After my consent, and I am very dissatisfied with your behavior, of course, I believe you did not mean it, so as long as you take down this photo and hand over all the negatives and backups, this matter will be canceled ,How about it?"

Chen Xi looked at the photo suspiciously, then looked at me again, and immediately said: "Impossible, this photo was taken by me in Tibet, and it shows a master who practiced hard. How could it be you?"

The fat man said: "Who said this is not him? Why did you change your clothes and you didn't recognize him? You still take pictures with such bad eyesight? Our comrade Wu Xie is happy to play cosplay, shaved his head and wore lama clothes and wandered all over the mountains and plains." , can't you exercise?"

Chen Xi may think I look familiar, but he is definitely not willing to admit that the master in the photo who is calm and detached from everything is just like the vicious gangster boss in front of him.He stared at me carefully for a long time without giving up, his expression changed instantly, his mouth was open enough to stuff an egg, I think the whole world collapsed the moment he recognized me.

I looked at his stricken little expression and felt that half of the revenge had been revenged. I finally felt relieved. I reached out to take the cigarette handed over by my waistcoat. , Are you sure? Don’t talk about these useless things, I’ll take the photos after handing over the negatives, and open your exhibition photos after finishing! Otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude!”

Chen Xi stammered and began to speak incoherently. It seems that he has never encountered such a thing that destroys the three views in his photography career. After holding back for a long time, he choked out a sentence: "Master, Master... You, you, you, you are unrecognizable! ?”

As soon as this sentence came out, the black blind man almost burst out laughing, giggling like a big rice dumpling, what did I say in my eyes, how do I look like a monk?Grandpa is handsome, handsome, charming and has never married a wife. How could he run to become a monk? If we want to say who among us is more like a monk, he is only a dull oil bottle. No one can compare to him in terms of detachment and indifference.

I resisted the urge to beat this kid up, and said, holding back the anger in my stomach, "I've never been a monk before. If you shave your head and wear a lama's robe, you're a lama? Are you superficial?"

In fact, it is very common in the photography industry not to ask for portrait rights from the person concerned. There are so many humanistic photos taken. If I ask for copyright one by one, I will be exhausted. If I am really a lama, it is fine for him to take a hundred and eighty photos and hang them up. How could it be possible for a lama from Tibet to travel all the way to Hangzhou to sue him for infringing his portrait rights.

I don't care about how this matter is broken in the law. Anyway, I have to take this photo today. I am a little glad that I came today. This is the first photo exhibition and not many people come to see it. If I didn't come today Look, from now on, this photo will be spread all over the country and commented by countless people, and it will be difficult to stop it.

Chen Xi must have backup negatives in his hand. I have to get them and destroy them. I also need to ask where he developed them and find the printing factory where they were developed. Fortunately, this photo is not included in the preview in this brochure, which saves me. There are many things, otherwise I would have to collect this booklet all over the world.

Seeing Chen Xi's reluctance, the fat man walked up and pushed him: "Chen Xi, right? If you don't call out the negatives today, don't you believe that the fat man will beat you into a sunset? Don't worry about it! "

Chen Xi was right in the first place, and we kept scaring him so much, he immediately became a little scared. Although he was very reluctant to part with this piece of his painstaking effort, he took us to his office, and took out the photos from the computer and hard disk to share with us. In my opinion, there are only two backups guaranteed.

I asked him to hand over his computer and hard drive to me. I will take them back and completely delete the data, and then send them back to him. If I find out that he has other backups in the future, don’t blame me for being rude. In order to make him last longer Lesson learned by the way, I let the waistcoat destroy the art decoration that fell in mid-air, and a group of people walked away carrying the photo like bandits robbing.

The fat man was going to jump up. I hung the photo on the wall of the shop, saying that it could attract business and ward off evil spirits.I ignored him, which boss has nothing to do to hang his own photo in the store, this is so narcissistic.

The fat man was still chattering with that girl. I thought he was annoying, and I remembered that he was the one who called everyone over to watch my jokes in college. As soon as I turned around, Xiao Hua took out the girl's phone number and sent an anonymous message. The text message passed and gave him a good blow.

As for the others, hehe, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, just wait.

Although I took the photo back, I kept holding back the breath in my heart and couldn't let it out. When the bastards left at night, I moved a stool and sat in front of the photo to smoke.Of course I sneaked downstairs after Poker Fing fell asleep, maybe he didn't sleep?But I can't control so much, I need nicotine to calm down a little, although they will irritate my nasal mucosa and mouth, causing pain that makes me want to die.

I smoked five cigarettes in a row before I put down the lighter. In fact, I wanted to smoke more, but this was already the maximum amount I could bear. If I smoked one more cigarette, I thought my lungs would be exhausted, so I reluctantly stopped.

I was afraid that Poker Bottle would smell the smoke on me, so I opened the window and let the wind blow for a long time before I went upstairs and entered the house.When I entered the room, I accidentally turned on the light. The moment the light came on, Poyou Ping sat up. He sighed when he saw me, took a few pieces of paper from the bedside and walked over to cover my nose. Then I realized. When I had a nosebleed, I reached out and touched my chin and my hand was red.

I didn't know how to explain this matter, so I just kept silent, and let Poker Bottle hold my head to help me wipe off the blood. I could smell the smoke on my body, and I was a little terrified, as if I was back in the first place. At the age of smoking for the first time, I was caught by my dad and felt guilty and didn't know what to say.

Both of our nostrils were stuffed with stuffed paper balls. I think I look a little stupid. He keeps staring at me, which makes me feel uncomfortable. Ha, tomorrow I have to take some Niuhuang Jiedu pills, brother, you have to be careful not to get angry!"

Poker bottle said indifferently: "You smoke."

My heart tightened, and I thought that I had been discovered. Should I resist it or confess and be lenient?Thinking of the fate of those who fought stubbornly against Poker in the past, I decided that it would be better to be frank and lenient, so as to avoid being killed by Poker in one move, and said sincerely: "I just smoked one, hehe, brother, you know how to quit smoking This thing has a gradual process, I have been smoking for so many years, it is impossible to quit just now, right? "

The doctor repeatedly asked me to quit smoking. There were only two people in the shop, Wang Meng and Poker Ping. One or two.No way, although this thing is not opium, it is almost the same for me. It is uncomfortable to smoke, and it is even more uncomfortable not to smoke.

Poker bottle suddenly came over and stretched his hand towards my ass. I was so scared that I almost cried out like a woman, but I realized that I was thinking too much. He just took out my remaining half pack of white sand from my ass pocket Come out and count the amount left.

I held my heart that was about to jump into my throat, and cursed secretly, he never cared about whether I smoked or not before, why did he suddenly care about it today, I really haven’t smoked so much for several days, this Cigarettes or vests I just paid tribute to today, he took out one right, and everything I said seemed to be sophistry.

Poker bottle counted the number of remaining cigarettes, then stuffed the bag of white sand back into my pocket, then turned around and washed the blood on his hands before going to bed, I was a little confused, is this the end?Didn't plan to scold me?But how dare he ask me if he didn't mention me, what if he remembered that he hadn't settled with me and kicked me against the wall?

In my sleep, I saw Pok You-Feng. He was wearing a thick Lama suit and walking in the knee-high snow. His bright red figure was particularly conspicuous in the vastness.I followed behind him with difficulty, but I couldn't walk as freely as he did. In the wind and rain, I could barely open my eyes and couldn't lift my legs, and kept shouting——

Brother, brother, wait for me.

You wait for me.

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