My youth that has nothing to do with me!

One of my mismatched embroidered shoes!

Squinting a pair of blue eyes, tearing up the red calendar page by page.

The big bell of Beijing Station sighed and hit it three times, heavy and depressed, like the hot wind, dryness, and humidity that overwhelmed me in the middle of the night, stirring Lao Qing to turn around and not sleep at night. He stared at the roof in the dark, muttering the poem over and over again, like sucking on a cigarette butt and smacking the taste of it.

Ever since he was "fired" by the Heaven and Earth Publishing House, he has been cowering in front of the dilapidated computer at home, returning to his old business and selling literature for a living.

It was really a tree that fell apart, and Yuting, the editor-in-chief of Tiandi Publishing House, was plotted by someone and lost his yarn hat wings, and Lao Qing, who supported Yuting's reform, was like a lost dog and fled.

Thinking of this, Lao Qing couldn't help sighing; "It's really a mess, you sing and I will appear, and in the end I don't know who to make wedding clothes for."

The mobile phone on the bedside table trembled, and Lao Qing went to grab the mobile phone and grabbed a handful of cigarette ash.

A message appears on your phone:

Fall in love, right? Happy, right? It's a lot of money since then, right?

Married, right? Cool, right? Someone has been in charge since then, right?

Divorced, right? Free, right? It's going to cost money, right?

AIDS, right? Dumbfounded, right? Lying in bed and waiting, right?

Lao Qing smiled bitterly, thinking that it might be sent by Suizi, she is the best at sending this kind of message, and I don't know which thief sent it to him, so she sent it out wholesale.

Then the second message arrived:

"That day I looked at you quietly through the glass, sexy body! Writhing naked in front of me, the water gently caressing your skin, I couldn't resist your temptation, took out the money and said, 'Boss, I want this fish!' ’”

Lao Qing smiled slightly, this information is wonderfully compiled, with both suspense and layers.

Immediately after, another message flew in:

The newspaper said, quit smoking, I quit smoking.

The newspaper said, quit drinking, I quit drinking.

The newspaper said, quit sex, I quit the newspaper.

Lao Qing felt that this information was also interesting, he got out of bed, groped his way to the bathroom, turned on the light, washed the yellow-brown edge lines in the toilet, and threw the splash out of the water...... Since Xinrui had an affair and moved to Ottawa, Canada with a Chinese giant businessman, Lao Qing's houses are like garbage dumps; The bathroom was even more of a mess, and the toilet lid also made him sit half off. Where does he still have the heart to clean up, Xinrui has lived with him for two years, two years is like a dream, how many soft words, and the smoke and fog disappear overnight; Don't come, don't go, life is really inexplicable. Xinrui only has one sentence, she said that her love with Lao Qing is gratitude, is to thank him for saving his life, because she finally found true love, so she dreamed of a foreign land.

What can Lao Qing say? He gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and fulfilled his heart. Since her mind is not on him, what is the use of leaving her body behind?

There is no grass at the end of the world!

Lao Qing returned to his beloved bed, leaning on the head of the bed, like standing on a mighty cruiser, this bed is too important to him, like a dream ship, shaking and shaking, I don't know how many sweet reeds have been shaken. This boat is like a swing, swinging and swinging, I don't know how many swirling scenery I browsed. A third of a person's life is spent in bed, and I don't know how many ecstatic stories have happened in this softness...... Lao Qing looked at his black loach-like bad thing, slumped out of his loose underwear with wet stains, and smiled helplessly.

Bang bang there was a knock on the door.

In the dead of night, the knock was slow and clear.

Lao Qing was like a water bird, slid off the bed, came to the door, through the cat's eyes, saw a fashionable young beauty appear at the door, she was one meter six five tall, her two eyes were like inlaid with a pair of black gems, her skin was crystal clear, wearing a black gauze skirt as thin as cicada wings, and a pair of tender breasts were like the buttocks of a rabbit half-exposed.

Lao Qing recognized her, her name was Lang Yu, she was a fashion model in a luxury nightclub, and she visited Lao Qing's house once.

It's really Jiang Taigong fishing, and those who wish to take the bait.

Lao Qing couldn't help but be overjoyed and quickly opened the door.

Like a fish, Langyu jumped in with a thick sweet fishy smell.

Lao Qing opened his arms and wanted to come forward to hug him, but was pushed away by Lang Yu with his hand.

"Alas, when I returned to my residence from work in a nightclub, I found that Tian Tian in the same room slept soundly with a boss, and I had no place to go, so I had to borrow a night from you."

"Alright, alright, I'm here to open the door to you at any time." Lao Qing spoke with a smile, and wanted to hug Langyu again.

Lang Yu pushed him away again, and her sharp and hard fingertips cut through Lao Qing's arm, but Lao Qing didn't feel pain.

Lang Yu ** said exclaimingly: "Brother Qing, we are gentlemen's friends. After speaking, he opened another door of Lao Qing's house and slammed the door shut.

Lao Qing reluctantly returned to his bed, thought for a while, and said hatefully: "Hehe, you are a golden bird in my cage, you can hide from the first year of junior high school, and you can't hide from the fifteenth!" ”