Sand Sculpture Childhood Friends Are the Most Lethal

March 2, X

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Today Wu Yunfei suddenly said that he wanted to eat skewers. As a native of the north, my first reaction was to grill lamb skewers on charcoal.

Speaking of skewers when I was young, they were all roadside stalls. The family members were afraid that we might have trouble eating something unclean, so I told them not to eat that kind of food. However, children have a kind of rebellious psychology, and the more parents do not let them eat, the more they want to eat.

I remember when I was in junior high school, I accidentally mentioned to this guy that I wanted to eat skewers. He actually went to buy it for me on a motorcycle without saying anything. Then Chen Cang secretly handed it to me through the window, and then he posted it. Heartily help me "destroy the corpses" of the bamboo sticks.

I thought that the two of us were acting unconsciously, but finally we were caught scolded by the parents.

Afterwards, the two of us analyzed it, and it was probably because the skewers tasted too strong, even if the window was opened to ventilate it, it could not get out, so we were found to have eaten it.

After that, I haven’t eaten skewers for a long time, until I am not so strict at home, and I went to eat it a few times by myself, but the strange thing is that the taste is a little different, it seems that there is no first. It was delicious the next time I ate it.

He said that this is the pleasure of stealing food. At that time, I was always worried that I would be discovered. When I stole the food, my adrenaline soared, so I felt that the skewers were especially delicious.

"If you think about it, you are really lucky. Most people will have stomach upset after eating cold skewers. You have nothing to do." He said, "Fortunately, you are fine. Dad beat him to death."

I asked him why, and he told me that in his dad's eyes I have always been a child of someone else's family, but he must have led me to bad things.

"Sometimes I suspect that you are his own son, and this partiality is biased towards grandma's house." He murmured.

When I heard him say this, I couldn't help laughing.

"Your dad is right, it was you who broke me. When did I get scolded when I was a child, you were not involved?" I laughed.

He rolled his eyes at me and said, "I am enriching your childhood experience, okay? Otherwise, in that kind of high-pressure environment, you would have been perverted in silence a long time ago."

Thinking about it, it seems that I can think of the fond memories of childhood related to this guy.

"Then I have to thank you." I said.

"The verbal thanks are so insincere, please invite me to dinner." He said with a smile. "When I ordered the takeaway yesterday, I found that there was a roadside restaurant nearby. Although it is an indoor restaurant, there is a kind of street stall. Atmosphere."

When I heard the words "roadside stall", my heart moved.

It's really been a long time since I went to a roadside stall! One is because I’m too busy at work and I don’t have time to wait there; the other is because I’m worried about being seen and spread the word. For example, I’m in a financial crisis again.

QAQ No matter what the crisis, I won't be reduced to just being able to afford roadside stalls, right? This is just a personal hobby!

"Your suit and leather shoes appear in that kind of place. It's hard for others to notice you. To go to this kind of grounded place, you have to dress more grounded." He laughed, "How did you go when you were in Japan alone? Dressed up? Just follow that path."

I smiled and did not speak.

The past is overwhelming. When I was in Japan, I wore a pain house t-shirt to go out every day, which was even more dazzling than my current outfit. It is estimated that if I really dress like that, I can go out in minutes to get popular searches.

Wu Yunfei thought for a while and asked me if I wanted to wear his clothes.

"People's image of you has been solidified, so as long as your style becomes different from usual, others may not be able to recognize it." He said.

I think what he said makes sense.

But for some reason, when I thought of wearing this guy's clothes, I suddenly felt a bit hot on my cheeks, and my heart was beating very fast.

"Don't be nervous, if it doesn't work, I can still support you with a wig so that no one will recognize it," he said.

My expression must look silly, because this guy smiled again, still the expression of pursing his mouth and snickering.

I unnaturally moved my gaze to his closet, and found that I almost saw him pass through the clothes inside.

"You are a little taller than me, try this." He threw me two clothes as he said.

I have the impression of this combination, it seems that when I picked him up at the bar that day, he was wearing this suit.

Thinking of the ambiguity in the bar, I unnaturally cast my gaze out of the window.

Maybe it's because of spring. Today's sun seems to be extraordinarily brilliant, and it looks warm.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and patted my shoulder, and I shook like an electric shock.

"What are you thinking about?" he asked, "Don't tell me that I suddenly remembered that there was work that was not finished yet."

"No, I just think the sun is good today, will it be a bit hot to wear so much?" I said.

I originally thought I was a person who couldn't lie, but I didn't expect that in this situation, the lie would actually blur out.

"Do you understand Chun Moqiu Freeze? You can take it off if it is hot, but there is no way if it is cold." He laughed, "Are you going to jump and warm up like a second fool on the street?"

"You're the second fool." I replied.

This guy was not annoyed, and happily pushed me to change my clothes.

Back in my room, I closed the door and let out a long sigh of relief.

He is clearly a person who is so familiar that he can no longer be familiar, why suddenly a feeling similar to shy appears?

I looked at the clothes in my hand, wickedly leaning over and smelling it.

I don't know if it's because this guy likes to spray perfume. He obviously uses the same laundry detergent, but the smell on his clothes is particularly good.

I settled down and changed into the clothes he gave me.

Obviously it is a loose fit on him, but it is the right size for me.

In a daze, I remembered the last time I wore his clothes. At that time, I was still in elementary school. One time I accidentally got the clothes wet when I went to play with him. There was no way I could only wear his clothes temporarily.

At that time, I wore his clothes loose, like a nightgown, and he laughed at me for being a short, short man... So accidentally, I was already taller than him?