Don’t Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

Zhu Shoucheng stared at the "teaching plan" on the computer in a daze.

Yesterday's dream was too real, so real that it reminded him now, and goosebumps swelled out between his legs.

Whether it's pain, screams, or sweat, it's truly amazing. The half of yesterday's undigested sugar still seems to be sticking to the wall of his stomach, getting heavier and heavier, and I can't wait for his stomach to fall out of a hole.

"……teacher?"

Today, as long as Zhu Shoucheng sees Chi Xiaochi, he not only misses nothing, but his tongue becomes bitter, but he also has the urge to run without a leg.

If he tells the outside world, he is really afraid of the underage children who come to his chest one by one, because of a headless dream, he will be laughed out of his teeth.

... but only he knew that his fear was not targeted.

"teacher!"

Zhu Shoucheng woke up suddenly, touching his forehead and sweating with one hand.

Chi Xiaochi looked at him across the cheek with a smile, and his eyes seemed to be able to pierce all his worries, but his tone was hypocritical: "Mr. Zhu, how to solve this problem?"

Zhu Shoucheng couldn't stand it.

He felt that he had hallucinations due to that strange dream, suffered a heart attack, and was a soldier, even the expression on Chi Xiaochi's face was full of creepy meaning.

He wandered until the evening, waiting for Chi Xiaochi's parents to come back from work before finding them, and euphemistically stated that he was not very comfortable recently and might not be able to continue to counsel Koike.

Chi Xiaochi's father didn't say a word, but the mother on the side quit.

Her yin and yang strangely said: "Mr. Zhu, you are not well, we can understand. We are not unreasonable people, but are you going to take a rest during the summer vacation?"

Zhu Shoucheng gaped.

On the contrary, Mother Chi expressed his grievances: "Mr. Zhu, our Xiaochi is a crucial point in our life. At first, you promised to tutor him. We are neighbors for many years. We will give you the child and we will rest assured. But you I ca n’t agree, and it ’s okay to talk. Now the summer vacation tuition courses that are going to be paid are full and not accepted. The remaining ones are so expensive that they are scary. One lesson would have to pay us for less than half a month. You are now Regardless of him, where can we send the child? "

Zhu Shoucheng usually maintains his personal image cautiously. He has a good relationship with his neighbors, and he has never even had a red face. If it was n’t for this time, he would have responded to the face of Chi Xiaochi, and he would not do it. Such things as repentance.

However, Zhu Shoucheng became a gold medal teacher for many years. He was accustomed to the parents of the students nodding and humbling at him and asked him to take care of him. This time, he was blamed unreasonably by pointing his nose. He made a big red face and was dry. Justified: "Not ..."

"Do n’t you blame us for not giving you tuition fees?" Chi mother said, "If you think so, let ’s just say, we will make up for you, do n’t engage in such twists and turns to be our parents. Yes, is it ?! "

This was rude, Zhu Shoucheng heard it, and his heart rushed upward.

He used to make up lessons for the children, but he didn't collect any money. Because he didn't gain anything, he never considered the gain or loss of money.

Zhu Shoucheng never expected that he would get used to this kind of person who took his hand out and begged for granted!

However, he still has to live here, and his son has gone abroad. He cannot tear his face from his neighbors, affecting his future life here.

Zhu Shoucheng spit out a heavy breath, calmed his mind, and put on a humbly look: "Sorry, my brother, because I'm not feeling well, I'll take a week off first. Then I will go to Koike for a week later, you see is this okay?"

Seeing that his wife had achieved his goal, the father of the pool, who had been silent for a long time, then Shi Ran stood up and first scolded his wife for a few "dislikes", and then smiled at Zhu Shoucheng: "Mr. Zhu, then we can That's it. "

Zhu Shoucheng replied, "It must be certain."

Who is this family? !!

But Ke Shouchi, a miserable family, was chosen by Zhu Shoucheng himself.

He took a sigh of anger, went out of the Chi's door, thought, and put off for a week.

When he slows down the stamina of this dream, in any case, I want to put the loss back in Ikekoike!

Unexpectedly, at night, when he was carrying the slippers and going out to take out the garbage, he actually heard the words of the mother in the house and the Tongzilou gossip.

"We invited Mr. Zhu to have a good meal at first. It was he who promised to make up lessons for our family, but he didn't take any money. But suddenly he came to us today and said that he should stop tutoring and ask why he didn't say anything. You said that he was there. Like this?"

Someone joked half seriously and said, "Don't be that kid in your family who is too skinny to take."

Mother Qi took a sip: "Shao Hu Qin, my family Xiaochi can earn a noodle recently. He comes back every day and tells us the good words of Teacher Zhu. If he doesn't understand, he also knows the recording during the remedial lesson. He said that he would collect I have a high test, and I will take it in the future. "

After the women falsely complimented and envied for a while, Chi mother commented on Zhu Shoucheng: "In this world, what teacher is not a teacher is asking for money in the final analysis."

In addition to hearing chest tightness, Zhu Shoucheng also sweated an extra sweat, and the garbage that he was about to throw was brought back in a horrible manner and left at the door.

Make up class ... recording?

Is there a recording? Why didn't he notice it at all?

Zhu Shoucheng remembered that he had tried Chi Xiaochi's bottom line and found that he was quite pure. Most of the adult jokes he carried in the words did not understand him, and he was not very sensitive to the relationship between men.

At that time, Zhu Shoucheng was excited about this discovery.

He loves this little boy who hasn't been affected.

However, if someone secretly overhears his secret words ...

Zhu Shoucheng absently fetched the key from his pants pocket and was about to open the door, but he was unwilling to get a hand from behind.

When he turned around and saw Chi Xiaochi's nearly inaccessible face, his legs were stubborn and he almost did not hold the key.

Chi Xiaochi carried a garbage bag in his left hand and pointed at the bag under Zhu Shoucheng's foot: "Teacher, did I throw it for you?"

Zhu Shoucheng grabbed the door panel, hurriedly hummed, turned inside the door, closed the screen door, and isolated him from himself, so he was in a mood to say "thank you" to him.

Chi Xiaochi stood outside the screen door, looked at the three cards posted by Zhu Shoucheng on his shoulder, and made a "bye" gesture: "Teacher, take a good rest."

Zhu Shoucheng was covered with hair and laughed. Without controlling the strength at hand, he closed the door with a slam.

Chi Xiaochi kicked his trash down at his door, and saw the kitchen waste inside meandering a dirty soup and seeping into the crack of his door. Then he lifted up the bag of loose trash and just dispose of it. Reason, and slowly went downstairs.

That night, Zhu Shoucheng had another nightmare similar to the previous dream.

The main character is still Chi Koike, and he is still weak, like a patient who has been injected with anesthetic.

He entered a place similar to the operating room, leaving only miserable white and blue around. He was lying on the operating table, and Chi Xiaochi walked around him, preparing instruments.

The sound of Chi Xiaochi slowly putting on rubber gloves seemed to be pulling Zhu Shoucheng's nerves.

Later, he took out an injection and gently pulled the injection plug at the tail, and a spray of medicinal water spray sprayed on Zhu Shoucheng's face.

Zhu Shoucheng was nauseated by the mixed taste of alcohol and medicine.

He asked tremblingly, "Ichiko, what are you going to do ...? What is this?"

Chi Xiaochi lowered his head, and the light of the needle brightened his eyes. "Teacher, you ask this? This is called a testosterone inhibitor, which is very suitable for you and can cure your disease."

Zhu Shoucheng's face turned pale: "I'm not ill ... you let me go !!!"

The change in the surrounding environment made him think it was a dream, but in Zhu Shoucheng's cognition, there would not be such a real cold, shadowless lamp that tingles the human scalp, nor would it be so intense to blow his nose Medicinal taste.

"Where's the fight?" Chi Xiaochi ignored his weak protest and mournfully.

His fingertips slowly stroked Zhu Shoucheng's scalp, and a tube of medicine was injected anywhere in his head.

Even if Zhu Shoucheng didn't know medicine anymore, he knew that there were few needles inserted into the temple from this world.

The skin pierced by the needle tip made Zhu Shoucheng stunned for a few seconds before he put his head on his back, like a shrimp that was burned by the fire. He couldn't keep curling back and forth, but couldn't escape the scope of the operating table.

Chi Xiaochi picked up a second needle tube and sent the shiny needle tip into his scalp.

Without looking for a vein, without disinfection, Zhu Shoucheng sweated down his hair and flowed into the tiny holes that had been pierced, which again caused stings.

Compared with the painful pain that had penetrated into the bones last time, this kind of fine pains tortured Zhu Shoucheng with only the strength of "Ah" groaning, his jaw was sore, and the sour saliva was flowing down The corners of his mouth can't help pouring out.

After a few stitches, Zhu Shoucheng suspected that his head had become a balloon filled with potions and a lot of holes, and he did not know when it would leak water or burst into a pop.

"This medicine can't be filled at one time, it can only reduce the hormone content in your body." Chi Xiaochi was close to Zhu Shoucheng's ear, and said softly, "It will take 15 years to completely eliminate your yellow waste. Now I'm injecting it for you. It ’s the part that I did n’t have time to inject before; after that, as long as your illness is not good, I will come for you every so often. ”

When Zhu Shoucheng was turned off by the disgusting smell of kitchen waste after being fermented, it was the afternoon of the next day.

He rose to his feet and came to the hall.

The sewage on the ground has become tired, and a large dark yellow stain has formed. Zhu Shoucheng grasps his hair, paces like a beast in the hut, his eyes scarlet.

A lice nest exploded in his hair, stabbing and scratching, as if the individual pinholes were still lurking in his hair, but no matter how he looked in the mirror, all he saw was ebony hair.

No, the eye of the needle must be ...

Otherwise his hair could not be so itchy ...

Breathing, Zhu Shoucheng picked up the fader and shoved off his hair. Even if he shaved two scalps and saw blood, he also gritted his teeth fiercely until he shaved one of his heads.

He took the mirror and trembled sharply at his head.

The head was bright and clean, with no needle scars.

The heart knot slowed a little, and his stomach began to stir again.

Zhu Shoucheng almost rushed into the public toilet and vomited in a spray toward the toilet.

He made a lot of noise this time. A seven or eight-year-old boy curiously poked his head outside the toilet and yelled milkily, covering his nose: "Mr. Zhu?"

The voice of Chi Xiaochi rang in Zhu Shoucheng's ear: "As long as your illness is not good, I will come for you every so often."

Immediately after that, the scalp was punctured by a needle, as if it were close at hand.

Zhu Shoucheng's trachea contracted violently, and a roar broke out in his throat, which was sorely burned by stomach acid: "Don't come! Don't come!"

The little boy was startled by such weird Zhu Shoucheng and ran away.

Zhu Shoucheng's muffled shout also reached downstairs.

Lou Ying was examining the tires of the bicycle. He heard the sound, looked up for a moment, and lowered his head again, pretending not to hear.

Chi Xiaochi didn't even raise his head and stood on the side and played with his mobile phone.

Lou Ying asked him, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Chi Xiaochi put down his phone: "Yes."

Lou Ying likes Chi Xiaochi these two days.

No matter what he is busy with, as long as he talks with him, he will put down the things in his hand and look at himself intently.

"Promise, I'll make up for your summer vacation." Lou Ying stepped on the bicycle. "Now we have seven days. Where do you want to go?"

At this time, they have countless places to go, video game halls, sugar stores, small shopping malls, bookstores, basketball courts, and if you want, you can go to the next town to watch a movie.

Chi Xiaochi jumped into the back seat of the bicycle, grabbed his hem, and said solemnly, "Go to the future of Brother Lou."

Lou Ying bowed her head and laughed, "It's far away."

"The farther, the better."

"Where to go, you will listen to me." Lou Ying dialed the car bell and gave a clear and pleasant bell. "Then we will start now."