This Lao Huang is reading classical romance novels again! Xiang Long hooked a smile on the corner of his mouth that all men understand, he and Lao Huang are old friends, and the relationship can be traced back to the bloody storm that swept Chinatown twenty years ago, but he didn't expect that when they met again, they were already different......

"Jingle bell!"

When Xiang Long opened the door, he pulled the shell wind chimes hanging next to the door, Lao Huang was concentrating on reading without even raising his head, and a black starling in the birdcage hanging on the counter shouted:

"Take it yourself! Take it yourself! ”

You could be a little lazier! You can do it! Xiang Long twitched the corners of his mouth twice, walked over and put a hand on the counter, bent one finger and used his fingertips to knock out a dynamic rhythm on the rough glass countertop: "Da Da Da!" Da-da-da-da! Da-da, da-da! ”

Lao Huang reached out and helped his lame reading glasses, and reluctantly pulled out his eyes from the book.

"You ......" Through the glasses, a trace of discoloration flashed in Lao Huang's cloudy old eyes, but in an instant, he returned to his usual appearance of Gujing Wubo, and said, "What knock?" Who told you to knock it? ”

"Master Long asked me to knock it." Xiang Long had already observed that there was nothing abnormal in this small shop, so he was relieved to boldly play his banner. Lao Huang squinted his cloudy old eyes and looked Xiang Long up and down a few times, and then asked suspiciously, "Master Long?" Which dragon master? ”

“…… The dragon master who taught you how to be a human being! Xiang Long winked, inexplicably ashamed.

"Poof-" Lao Huang was holding an enamel jar printed with a five-pointed star to drink tea, and he sprayed it at that time.

"Ahem, ahem!" Coughing violently, Lao Huang waved his hand with tears in his eyes: Needless to say, I know!

This is a little secret between Xiang Long and Lao Huang, and no third person knows it except for them.

"What did he tell you to do?" Lao Huang took off his reading glasses, wiped his face, and put them back on.

"He needs something." Xiang Long took out a list that had been made up earlier and put it on the counter.

The word is his. Lao Huang picked up the list and confirmed the handwriting at a glance, and then finally reluctantly left his recliner and walked to the dim corner behind the rows of shelves.

Xiang Long habitually reached out to touch an iron box on the counter, the iron box that was supposed to be a biscuit contained bread worms, Xiang Long used to feed starlings casually. As soon as Xiang Long's hand touched the iron box, the starling suddenly stared at him with small eyes.

But Xiang Long immediately reacted, he was not Xiang Long now, but his son's classmate Yang Hate Yang.

Habits are terrible. Xiang Long secretly warned himself that he must pay attention to breaking his habits in the future, especially in front of his former acquaintances. It is still unknown who killed him, and before the truth is revealed, no matter who is suspected, and the more people he knows, the more suspicious he is......

Stunned, he looked at Xiang Long's hand stretched out to the iron box and picked up the cigarette case halfway, the starling brother was in a hurry, staring at the dragon with small eyes and shouting: "I want it!" I'm going to! I'm going to! ”

Sure enough, what kind of people raise what kind of birds! Xiang Long twitched twice at the corner of his mouth, ignoring it. At this time, the old yellow hoarse voice came from the dim corner: "I want your sister!" ”

The starling immediately became dumbfounded, and stared at the little beads of resentment and let out a silent cry of grief and indignation at Xiang Long:

I'm going to! I'm going to! I'm going to!

Xiang Long ruthlessly avoided its resentful eyes, took two cigarettes and put the cigarette case back in its place.

Soon Lao Huang came out with a bulging kraft paper bag in his hand, put the kraft paper bag on the counter, Lao Huang opened the iron box for the first time, pinched a bread worm and fed it to the starling, and scolded in his mouth: "I knew I wanted it!" I'm going to! I'm going to! ”

Xiang Long didn't open the brown paper bag to look through it, although Lao Huang was old, he was relieved to do things to Xiang Long.

Stuffed the kraft paper bag into the schoolbag, Xiang Long took out a thick envelope from the schoolbag and put it on the counter, Lao Huang didn't open the envelope to count the money, and continued to tease the bird.

"Gone." Xiang Long's heart jumped after speaking, and he hurriedly added a snake: "Bye-bye." ”

"Hmm." Lao Huang lifted his eyelids and glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally: "Don't forget to close the door when you go out." ”

Xiang Faucet walked out without looking back, and then closed the door from the outside. Just now he accidentally lost to habit, every time he left from here, he would say "go" to Lao Huang, and sure enough, the power of habit is strong, especially in front of people who are more familiar with it, the easier it is to expose habits.

The crisp sound of the wind chimes "jingle bells" stopped, and Lao Huang sat down and turned on the small screen under the counter.

The surveillance video in front of the counter appeared on the small screen, and after Lao Huang fiddled with it twice, the video showed the picture of him leaving. The tall and handsome boy reached for the cigarette case, and although he hesitated halfway, he still took out two. Lao Huang shook his head with a smile, he remembered that when he was young, because he was a minor, he often stole adult cigarettes and smoked ......

Throwing the envelope on the counter, Lao Huang picked up the book "The Plum in the Golden Vase" that I don't know how many times I had rolled it up, and looked at it with relish.

……

While Xiang Long returned to Chinatown, Xiang Yiming finally mustered up the courage to walk to the school football field.

Rugby is the most popular sport in the United States, and the players on the football team are also the most popular boys.

Although Mary is Asian, she also loves rugby. She often stood by the rugby field and watched the big-shouldered and round-waisted boys sweat like rain, but she was much more reserved than the bewitching sluts who screamed and couldn't close their legs, she just stood there and watched the game quietly.

Xiang Yiming usually doesn't dare to go to the rugby field, he is afraid of meeting people he doesn't want to meet.

But for the sake of Mary, Xiang Yiming still came.

Standing humbly far away, Xiang Yiming stared at Mary infatuated across the entire rugby field.

Maybe it's because Long Ye has read countless people, he is used to seeing the wind and snow, and in Xiang Long's eyes, an ordinary girl, Xiang Yiming is regarded as a goddess. He liked Mary's big and pitiful eyes the most, she was like a weak and helpless little sheep, which made him uncontrollable to protect her.

"The sissy is also coming to see the ball?" A large, strong, powerful hand wrapped around his neck from behind.

Before he saw anyone, he smelled the strong body odor of the spicy eyes on the strong and powerful big hand, and Xiang Yiming's face changed. Then he saw a big dark face approaching him, Xiang Yiming subconsciously tilted his head back, but was firmly controlled by that strong and powerful hand:

"Don't move, baby!"