Xu Tanxi stood under the lamp, half a flower in his eyes, and a faint spring: "I saw him." ”

Qin Zhaoli asked, "How is it?" ”

She looked into the distance: "It's the same as I imagined." ”

It was dark, the quarter moon was half bent, and the apricot yellow was paved all the way.

The house rented by Xu Tanxi is separated from the courtyard of Rong Li's house for more than 200 meters, and there are no street lights in the alley, but there are two lanterns hanging under the eaves of every house.

The light of the flashlight hit the ground, a dazzling white, and there were two shadows behind it, one long and one short.

"Brother."

Rong Li hummed.

Rong Guanguan trotted: "That sister just looked good." His brother didn't say anything, so he tilted his watermelon head and pestered his brother and asked, "Isn't it?" ”

Rong Li took out the cigarette case in his pocket, and suddenly became addicted to smoking: "I didn't see it clearly." ”

Rong Guanguan covered his mouth and smiled very innocently: "Then let's watch it together next time." ”

"You go in first."

"Hmm!"

The little one came into the house with his short legs twisting and twisting.

Rong Li closed the courtyard door, stood under the eaves and lit a cigarette, smoked a few puffs, put it on his mouth, took out his mobile phone, leaned against the wall, propped himself on the wall, and started a game.

In the dim night, the thin smoke blurred the outline of the person, and his appearance of swallowing clouds and spitting fog was lazy and comfortable to the bones.

He would have been more comfortable if he hadn't been shot so quickly.

"Help me." Rong Li said.

The closest teammate to him was a man, with a rough voice, who came over to help him: "Dude, you're a little fast." ”

Rong Li didn't care.

The teammate has good marksmanship and sniped a person.

"I'll lick the bag, you cover for me."

Rong Li took a cigarette in his mouth: "Hmm." ”

Before the bag was licked, his teammates were shocked: "Someone." ”

Rong Li calmly took aim and fired.

A burst of gunfire followed, and a few seconds later, there were two more corpses in the game's interface - Rong Li and his teammates.

Teammates were dumbfounded: "Will you play?" The pressure gun technique is so bad, so many guns are fired and one shot misses......" There are many swear words in the back, and the scolding is endless.

Rong Li held the cigarette and shook the ashes: "Rookie." He replied with two words and quit the game.

"Rookie" teammate: "......"

The next day, it was cloudy, and the clouds covered the sky with blue clouds.

"Brother." Rong Guanguan ran out of the hall, and the watermelon head that had just woken up was tilted east and west, "My toffee is gone." ”

Rong Li put the buns and porridge he had just bought on the table outside the courtyard: "You fell outside." ”

Rong Guanguan spread out his palm: "The sugar paper is still there." ”

"Come over for dinner."

"Oh." He staggered over and climbed onto the table, his eyes rolling, "I see, it must have been a rat." ”

Rong Li lowered his head to drink porridge, the mobile phone on the table vibrate, and he pressed the speakerphone.

"Come and show me the store later."

It was a sound that sounded like a wave, Rong Li hummed and hung up.

After breakfast, Rong Li put Rong Guan at the old lady next door, he rarely takes care of the children by himself, usually sends them to kindergarten, and puts them next door on weekends, giving money once a month.

At noon, Rong Li came back.

The old lady called into the house: "Guanguan, come out quickly, your brother is here." ”

"Brother."

Rong Guan Guan is a small short leg, and he runs like a fat corgi.

Rong Li gave him a packet of toffee that had been opened, thanked Mrs. Qiuhua, and led Rong Guan back to his yard.

Rong Guanguan held the candy, peeling the candy paper while walking, and didn't look at the road, Rong Li directly picked up his hat and slipped him in.

His sweatshirt was pulled up by his brother, revealing a white and floppy belly with a few bruises on it.

Rong Li put him down: "How did you get it?" ”

"Fell."

The little one is not very good at lying, and his eyelashes are shaking.

"Rong Guanguan." Rong Li kicked the door with his foot, the color of his eyes was the same as this day, and he was pressing, "I taught you to lie?" ”

Rong Guanguan was actually very afraid of Rong Li, although he had never been beaten or scolded by him, but he was very scared of him and didn't dare to lie anymore: "It was someone else who pinched it." ”

"Who pinched it?"

"My grandma." The child's dark eyes are very similar to washed black pearls, "Grandpa bought a cake for his birthday today, and grandma asked me to go, but I refused." ”

Grandma pinched him and scolded him for being a little broom star, a little white-eyed wolf, and a little oil bottle.

With that, he timidly peeked at his brother's face.

"Stay away from them in the future."

My brother's face is a bit like the femme fatale in the TV series that Sister Gardenia watched.

"Got it."

Rong Li took the takeout to the kitchen.

In the afternoon, he took Rong Guan Guan to the store, not his shop, someone else's, opposite his convenience store, on the second floor, to make tattoos.

There are very few people with tattoos in the town, there is not much business in the shop, the windows are wide open, and the October sun is not strong, and it illuminates people lazily.

Rong Guan was eating candy and drinking water from a bottle, while his brother took a book and slept with it on his face. Rong Guanguan yawned, chewed the candy for a while and fell asleep.

In the evening, the owner of the tattoo parlor returned, bringing back a young and beautiful female customer.

"Go in and wait for me."

The man was born with a romantic face, with a flame-like black tattoo behind his ears, wearing a jacket, a black T-shirt inside, a pendant with an unknown pattern hanging on his chest, his hair was short, and his facial features were very three-dimensional, he had a little smile in his eyes, and a pair of Danfeng eyes were depicted with affection and ruffianism.

This is a man who is very bad at first sight, but he is also overly charming.

The female guest gave him a seductive look in return, twisted her waist and entered the small room next to her.

The man clasped his hands and walked to the edge of the sofa with slow steps: "Rong Li." ”

His name is Cheng Ji.

Oh, he's not Rong Li's friend, Rong Li has no friends.

If you have to define the relationship between him and Rong Li, you can barely count yourself as a "former colleague", which is quite unfortunate, they are still fellow villagers, and Zhuluanrong Village and Shigangcheng Village are not far apart.

Rong Li took the book away from his face, one foot was still on the stool, and there was a small group next to him who was still sleeping, he raised his eyes, and the pair of peugeot apricot eyes looked at the person lightly: "Do you know what time it is?" ”

Gotcha, I'm angry.

Rong Li has a very serious wake-up gas, when he just woke up, it was the time when his temper was the worst, and when he had the worst temper, there were always people who were going to be unlucky.

Cheng Ji sat next to Rong Li with a woman's incense from the Fengyue place: "The woman who just went in is a hotel chef, and she eats with me at night." ”

Buying someone's stomach too.

Rong Guanguan was still sleeping, Rong Li withdrew his leg on the stool, spread his hand, and there was a tattoo needle lying in his palm, and asked in a faint voice: "Can this thing stab people to death?" ”

Yes.

Rong Li can stab it, and he can still stab it so much that people can't find out what it is.

Cheng Ji leaned back, and Tian shamelessly revealed the kiss marks on his neck: "Who are you going to stab to death?" ”

Rong Li didn't answer.

Cheng Ji sighed, and his tone was very playful: "Rong Li, Rong Li, I know you can't cook, but don't always think about eating in prison." ”

Rong Li ignored it and went to the cabinet next to him to get a box of tattoo needles.

Cheng Ji pinched his eyebrows and had a headache.

What kind of person is Rong Li? He doesn't like the world and never obeys its rules. Such a person is extremely dangerous.

There is no one who can make him obey orders.

Jingle bells.

The wind chimes on the door rang, and someone stepped on the wooden staircase, and walked slowly.

Cheng and turn back.

The girl was wearing a cheongsam, standing gracefully, her eyebrows and eyes were very gentle: "Hello, I'm looking for the shopkeeper." ”