Rascal Ch. 33

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Chapter 33

Min Liangping drove the car to the gate of the community, he looked at Liu Dao, the boy kept his head down and leaned against the window, not afraid of his head shaking.

He patted Liu Dao's arm: "Is it still uncomfortable?"

Liu Dao looked at the security room at the entrance of the community through the car window, and the large green plants in the community, and nodded solemnly.

"I want to lie down in bed for a while," he said with difficulty.

Min Liangping thought he was suffering from drowning sequelae or something, and felt distressed for no reason.

He put the car into the underground garage and helped Liu Dao into the elevator.

Liu Dao's thin shoulders felt the other person's embrace, and the guilt in his heart flashed. He quickly convinced himself that he let Min Liangping support him with peace of mind.

Liu Dao was helped all the way to the fabric sofa of Min Liangping's house. The gray sofa had a faint smell of freshener. The house looks very new, probably not long after it was bought, all household appliances are available, and the furniture style is simple and generous.

Liu Dao estimated the price of the house, and suddenly thought of the old house that Min Liangping used to have. He remembered that at that time there was still a cat's eye on the door of the house.

Min Liangping brought Liu Dao a cup of warm water and put it on the coffee table in front of him.

"Have something to drink, it's better than cold." He sat down on the single sofa beside him.

Liu Dao took a sip from the water glass.

"Do you still want to sleep?" Min Liangping asked.

Liu Dao didn't feel any discomfort at all at this time, and his whole person seemed very energetic: "I want to eat."

"I didn't buy food, why don't I take you out to eat?" Min Liangping suggested.

"I want to eat what you made," Liu Dao thought for a while, "I remember that the eggplant you made was very delicious, but I still can't remember how to make it."

The conversation between two men who have not seen each other for ten years is always very It is easy to be pulled back to the years that we have experienced together before. Frankly speaking, apart from the past, there seems to be no other topic that can be seamlessly cut between the two.

Min Liangping unbuttoned the first button of his shirt, and the sense of restraint between his neck was relieved a lot: "I don't think you want to sleep, you want to eat with me, right?"

He stared at Liu Dao again . , his eyes wandered on his thin body covered in a black T-shirt: "After so many years, why are you still so thin, aren't you quite edible?"

Liu Dao pouted: "You've grown taller!"

He stood up Come on, I'm a little childish, I want Min Liangping to see his current height of 183.

Min Liangping waved his hand and motioned him to sit down: "I know."

Min Liangping returned from shopping in the supermarket and quickly prepared all the side dishes. While he rolled up his sleeves and was busy in the kitchen, Liu Dao was watching TV in the living room. .

Sports channels are broadcasting a football game. Liu Dao wasn't interested in football matches. If it wasn't for the unpleasant hunger in his stomach, he might have fallen asleep.

When Min Liangping asked Liu Dao to eat, the rice was served to him.

With three dishes and one soup, he took a piece of oatmeal for himself and said, "I'll send you back after you finish eating.

" Living in a dormitory is too boring."

"Didn't you live with Tang Cheng?" Min Liangping stared at his bulging cheeks, "Or I'll call and ask him to pick you up."

Liu Dao didn't react at all. An unintelligible word that Tian himself said inadvertently was actually remembered by the man in front of him.

He said: "I live alone."

Min Liangping put down the bowl, clasped his hands together, looked at him seriously, with a slight anger in his tone: "Are you kidding me?"

Liu Dao didn't look like he could After a good meal, I quickly put down the bowl.

He looked serious, and repeated what he just said heavily: "I really live alone."

Min Liangping suppressed his anger: "You and Tang Cheng, you said it yourself."

Liu Dao's eyes drooped slightly, and the curvature of his single eyelid was the shape of a crescent moon: "I lied to you, he is the manager, how could he live in the staff dormitory."

Min Liangping was confused by him, he was in his early forties, However, a young man aroused the ripples in his heart. It is not to catch it, and it is not to let go.

The distance of more than ten years is there. He is an adult. When Liu Dao was a thin and thin teenager, he was already an adult.

He recalled his youth, when soda only sold for one dollar, girls were all tied up in braids, and the years were turned with the wheel of a bicycle, and the youthful imprint of a generation passed by on the dusty road.

Min Liangping picked up the bowl and chopsticks again, and took a piece of braised eggplant for himself.

Liu Dao said without thinking: "I didn't eat braised eggplant before, but braised eggplant was delicious."

The person he liked in the past is not what he is now, but now the person in front of him still easily startled a red heron in his heart. .

But he may never understand the meaning of Liu Dao's words about love.

The condensed air around the two seemed to warm up, Liu Dao added a bowl of rice for himself in the rice cooker, and sat down to eat quietly.

Min Liangping wasn't very hungry, so he didn't fill the bowl a second time.

Liu Dao swallowed a mouthful of rice and explained: "I may have said something that made you misunderstand, but there is nothing between Tang Cheng and I. I took his mobile phone to answer the phone that day because he was lost in love and drunk... Going to the dormitory, drinking and going crazy."

Min Liangping sat at the table and ate a candy, a little embarrassed.

After the two finished their meal, Min Liangping went to the kitchen to wash pots and dishes, Liu Dao watched TV on the sofa for a while, and fell asleep during the endless ball game.

It was already dark when he woke up, Liu Dao stretched on the sofa, and the thin blanket fell from his chest to his lap. He looked at his phone, there were several messages from Tang Cheng, Liu Dao thought about it but didn't reply.

Min Liangping was not in the living room, Liu Dao was a little thirsty and wanted a cold drink.

He went straight to Min Liangping's refrigerator, only a few cans of Qingdao.

Liu Dao pouted and smiled. This man stopped smoking and changed to drinking.

Min Liangping also drank before, but only rarely, and he would not have anything to drink at home.

Qingdao is Qingdao! After weighing a compromise, Liu Dao reached out and took out two cans of beer from the refrigerator, tossed it into the trash can, and sat on the sofa to pour it violently.

The cold and slightly bitter liquid entered the stomach along the esophagus. The white gauze curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows in front of the balcony fluttered slightly. Liu Dao held a beer can in his hand, got up and walked over, opened the curtains, opened the glass door and entered the balcony.

The fifteenth floor is high enough, so high that you can have a panoramic view of the large night view of City C, and countless lights are dazzling in the darkness, much dazzling than the stars in the sky.

But the stars are far away and unattainable. like the one in his heart.

The distance between him and Min Liangping seemed to be separated by a galaxy.

The night wind was cool, but mosquitoes were rampant, and a can of beer was quickly drained, so Liu Dao had to go back to the living room.

Min Liangping was wearing clean gray pajamas and a set of clothes and trousers, sitting on the single sofa, looking at Liu Dao with some surprise: "I thought you were gone."

"No." Liu Dao's hand holding the beer can behind him , the alcohol content of 4% is not enough to make him in a trance, but he has some unreasonable guilt, "I don't have the key, I can't lock your door if I leave, what should I do if it's stolen."

Min Liangping pressed the remote control, Turn on the TV.

"What are you doing standing there?" He raised his chin and gestured to Liu Dao, "Sit down!"

Liu Dao licked his slightly bitter lips that were soaked in alcohol, a little embarrassed, opened his mouth and said, "I've been lying down a lot these days, standing Loose muscles and bones."

Lame reason.

Min Liangping sighed, stood up and approached Liu Dao. When they were standing together, Min Liangping's eyes were still slightly higher, which made him feel somewhat relieved.

Thinking about ten years ago, when he looked at this kid, he had to keep his head down. It seems that in a blink of an eye, he has become as tall as himself, and not only that, the muscles of his arms are stronger, and he can no longer find a big black dog wandering around.

This controversial metaphor is Min Liangping's most primitive first impression of Liu Dao.

He stood beside Liu Dao and could feel the other person a little nervous. He reached out and went around behind Liu Dao and skillfully snatched the empty beer can from Liu Dao's hand.

"They're all twenty-five years old," he said with a smile, his voice particularly low in Liu Dao's ears, "What are you drinking secretly? What can't you be open-minded?"

Liu Dao's throat tightened, and he took two steps to stabilize his focus. The stubbornness in the corner of his eyes came up again: "I'm not afraid that you will see me drinking and greedy? You are old, what if you want to fight with me and drink something wrong?"

"I'm not as bad as you said. Son." Min Liangping threw the empty wine bottle into the trash can.

Liu Dao dug out several cans of Qingdao from the refrigerator, opened the cans one by one, and sat on the sofa. The scene of "the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law's dinner table with open guns and dark arrows" was being played on the TV.

Min Liangping also took a bottle of Qingdao from the coffee table, which was considered to accompany Liu Dao. But he didn't drink directly like Liu Dao did. He poured the beer into the teacup first, then held it in the air, nodded slightly, and then lowered his head and took a sip.

Liu Dao looked all the way along his blue veined arm, Min Liangping's clear and distinct outlines, and the rolling of his Adam's apple made him feel hot.

He took a sharp sip of the cold, bubbly bitter wine.

Min Liangping put down the teacup and said, "Slow down."

In his eyes, there was a sense of persistence that he hadn't noticed.

"Where have you been all these years?" Min Liangping said suddenly.

Liu Dao was slightly stunned, holding a cold beer can in his hand, and the water droplets melted into his palm, making him uncomfortable.

He said after a long while, "Go south, went to Guangzhou, and only came to City C three years ago."

Min Liangping nodded calmly.

"What about you?" Liu Dao asked.

"I've always been here." Min Liangping said.

"Where's your son? How about your ex-wife...?" Liu Dao casually asked questions and took another sip of wine.

"I don't have a son, Liu Dao." Min Liangping's voice was very calm, his eyes sank from the old ruffian, leaving only calm.

Liu Dao didn't understand what he meant, so he turned his head to look at him, his face full of confusion and doubts.

Min Liangping thought for a while, and decided to tell the truth about what he had concealed from him back then: "The photo you saw back then was actually my neighbor's child, but it could also be said to be my child..."

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