lifetime

"Do you have a driver's license?"

Shao Kou dragged the chair and sat down, folded his hands on his lap, nodded like pounding garlic, and replied repeatedly, "Yes, yes, ten years of driving experience."

The winter has not completely passed, but the sun at noon is more venomous, shining brightly on the sunny side of the second floor, Bian Mutou saw his eyes clearly for the first time, it was as quiet as the vast ocean, he couldn't describe it , He is a painter, good at observing all kinds of things. Once a person becomes an adult, his eyeballs will appear tea-brown, with a kind of precipitated state of impurities. Few people can retain the darkness of childhood. Like him, maybe he is a mixed race?

Thinking about it, he himself thought it was ridiculous. In such a remote place, there are still foreign women who are willing to marry and have children. Just kidding.

The two ate at the same table, Shao Kou ate two whole bowls, but his chopsticks only stretched out to the nearest snow peas, waiting for Bian Mu to put down his chopsticks, he quickly took two bites and put down his rice bowl.

The etiquette at the table made Bian Mu feel a little bit more favorable. Maybe there was something wrong with his measurement, or the nails of the portrait were loose, or maybe it was caused by the vibration of the wall. He shouldn’t have wronged others without evidence. I can only keep it in my heart, just for this cooking skill, I should spend some money.

"I'll go upstairs and change while you drive to fill up the gas."

Not far outside the village is a gas station. Shao Kou leaned on the car door, tossing the car key in his hand, up and down, waiting for it to be full, and ran back in a straight line.

Standing in front of the full-length mirror, Bian Mu stood in front of the full-length mirror, with curly hair, and after a long spray, he managed to shape up. He wore a high-necked camel-colored wool thin coat, and wore a blue velvet coat on the outside. He took out a starry sky disc watch with a metal chain from the cabinet, buckled it up with his head down, turned it to adapt, winked at himself in the mirror, and went downstairs happily.

Their village is not far from the city, and it takes only half an hour to drive. Shao Kou drove steadily, and it took four to ten minutes to reach a shopping mall.

Bian Mu walked in front, and he walked behind. The young girls who passed by all stared at Bian Mu. The artist's own fairy spirit, coupled with his appearance, was indeed eye-catching, and there were always people chirping and pointing behind him. point.

Shao Kou subconsciously moved closer to him to prevent accidents.

The handsome man in front was addicted to this kind of show-off game. When he passed a cosmetics counter, he stopped and asked the saleswoman in overalls in a gentle voice, "Excuse me, is there a place that sells mobile phone cards near here?"

Under the high-intensity light, the female salesperson with heavy makeup can clearly see the man's face. How is this face, which is no less than that of a TV star, maintained? Why can't I find any flaws?

blurted out, and asked him, "Sir, which brand of foundation do you use?"

After finishing speaking, I felt abrupt, and bit my lip with a blushing face, "No, no, what I mean is, sir, your skin is really well maintained. Do you have any secrets?"

She also wants a plain face like this. Heaven created man, why is there such a big gap?

Bianmu shifted the direction of the toe of the shoe, completely ignoring the nympho woman just now, the secret?He's clearly a natural, all right.

The salesperson wanted to catch up and apologize, but was glared at by the tall man behind the handsome guy, and stood there timidly, not daring to move rashly.

The shopping mall is in a spiral shape, all the way up, the third floor is a special mobile phone store, pick a card at random, install it, and send a group message, the most beautiful man in the world is born, I hope you all come to worship quickly.

One second after the notification sound, Bian Mu crazily bombarded with beeps. Bian Mu almost didn't hold the phone, and lowered his head to look at it. Sure enough, it was the gang of second-generation ancestors who were shameless one by one. From the beginning of the first sentence, you jumped out of the cracks in the rocks on the top of Huaguo Mountain.

All followed suit, sentence after sentence, he turned over for a minute without reaching the end, impatient, put it in his trouser pocket, and looked back at Shao Kou.

"You are wood, go buy what you need, I will wait for you in the western restaurant upstairs."

Looking at the little boss who was about to leave, Shao Kou hurriedly stretched out his arms to stop him, and asked vaguely, "What do you lack?"

Me, what am I missing?I think you lack, lack of heart.

The corners of Bian Mu's mouth curled up, eyebrows raised and looked up and down. He really doesn't like smart people, and those who make up their own minds are annoying. This kind is just right. Maybe he should fix it. After he becomes a talent, he can manage his life. He didn't like it before. Having hired a professional housekeeper, most of the women couldn't help but fall in love with him in the end, scrambling to get the position, but they really didn't think about men. Besides, his body is good enough to be a bodyguard, um, The character has yet to be tested, it's rare to just be obedient.

He walked forward to the rest area, lit a cigarette, and signaled the standing man to sit down. He shook the cigarette case, smoked another, and handed it over.

Shao Kou on the opposite side shook his head, and said in a deep voice, "I don't know how to smoke."

These days, is there anyone who doesn't smoke?Wonderful.

Bian Mu withdrew his hand, leaned on the back of the chair, and took a puff of the cigarette in a casual and lazy posture. A smell of smoky oil rushed towards the opposite side. Shao Kou squinted his eyes and looked at him quietly.

Smoking is an addiction, not a way to solve problems, but men are indispensable, even if he is handsome for no reason, he is still contaminated with vulgar things.

As for Bianmu, he is indeed a bit addicted, especially in the middle of the night, when he has no inspiration, he is inexplicably irritable and can only calm down by smoking.

"What school did you graduate from?"

Often when a person wants to judge another person's cultural accomplishment, etc., the first thing to consider is the education level. Although it is not comprehensive, at least he knows how much ink he has in his stomach.

"Vocational high school." Shao Kou's voice was low and naturally magnetic.

"Learner of martial arts?" Didn't the proprietress describe him before, using the word vicious, which sounds like a hooligan.

The man on the opposite side straightened his back, put his hands flat on his knees, and answered sternly, "Yes, I have practiced for several years."

Interesting, "What year are you from?"

Shao Kou took out a square black wallet from the inner pocket of the down jacket, took out the ID card from the interlayer, and put it on the glass table.

On the front is a one-inch photo of him, with a square-inch head shape and an equally upright face, inexplicably a bit like a military ruffian, completely different from the image of the meek farmer sitting in front of him now, with a kind of majesty of his own.

"I was born in [-]."

Bian Mu nodded, he was two years older than him, "You will remember it later, I will only say it once."

Shao Kou subconsciously tightened his body, not knowing that the little boss thought he was not pleasing to his eyes, so he dared not be careless. He opened the phone with his fingers in his trouser pocket and turned on the recording button.

"Let's go."

The two walked out one after the other. They are now on the third floor. Go up the elevator, pass the women's clothing on the fourth floor, and reach the fifth floor. The fifth floor is men's clothing. Mixed with noise, it can also be clearly captured by Shao Kou. He said, "I usually wear custom-made clothes and shoes. When it's season, you just go and get them back and arrange them neatly."

"In addition, there is also a special shop for painting utensils. For food, you can choose what you want. I will give you a card and just swipe it."

Bian Mu just remembered that he didn't bring out the card, so he turned to ask him, "How much money did you bring?"

In that dilapidated village, people are dumbfounded, and they have to groan for a while before going back.

Bian Mu still remembered the black square wallet just now, it was bulging, and it cost a lot of money, so I asked him that.

The two men stopped at the same time, the tall one lowered his head dully and said something, which obviously made the other unhappy.

"I didn't bring any money. I only had [-] on me. I just bought you a mobile phone card for [-]. I even bought vegetables this morning..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Bian Mu in disgust, "You don't bring money when you go out?"

"I brought two hundred, but you didn't bring any money."

Shao Kou is still wearing the clothes from yesterday. It was hot in the shopping mall. He took off his down jacket and put it on his arms. The striped sweater and slacks showed his broad shoulders and long legs. Tell the truth.

Bian Mu feels that his IQ is not enough, you don’t know what you are doing, if you don’t have money, you don’t care what I want, secretly endured the anger, still needs to be reformed, still needs to be reformed, pursed his lips without saying a word, and walked forward on his own .

The azure blue figure got on the elevator and reached the underground parking lot on the first floor. Then he turned and looked back at Shao Kou, who was following up at a leisurely pace. Immediately, a wave of evil came up again, and he lifted his lips, "Give me the car keys." .”

The man took it out of his trouser pocket and put it in his palm, a little confused.

Bian Mu raised his wrist to look at his watch, brisk and sly, "It's 03:30, I'm going home at four o'clock, and I'm going to eat the vegetarian dumplings with three delicacies stuffed by you. If you don't have any, you will be laid off."

After finishing speaking, the car door opened, and he sat in the driver's seat, laughing provocatively at the man standing in a daze, stepped on the accelerator, and the car flew out of the dark cave like an arrow.

Hmph, if you dare to talk back to me seriously, if you forget your last name if you don't torture me, I will lose.

It's not that he thinks too highly of himself, and this kind of joke can't be called a joke, but it's just a casual prank in his spare time, just for a laugh.

The scale of the city is larger, and there are more ways to play. Hey, the fulfilling life is gone forever.

When the speed reached 180 mph, Bian Mu listened to the ear-shattering heavy metal and hummed along. When the spring breeze was in full swing, he was stopped by a police siren, and the windshield was knocked. He turned off the stereo and listened to the loudspeaker. Shouting, "You are seriously speeding, please get out of the car and cooperate with the investigation."

Day dog, what is this?He forgot that he was in another city, not his old den.

Bianmu didn't turn off the engine, he just stretched his legs, got out of the car, looked at the police officer in front of him casually pointing at the license plate in front, and preemptively said, "Go and see the license plate first, and then talk to me."

The author has something to say: Shao Kou: I think you can't eat dumplings anymore.

Bian Mu snorted: You just say you can't do it, come on, get laid off.

Shao Kou: You are going to eat in prison, and I am not serving you anymore.

Bian Mu disdains: I am the Monkey King, no one can do anything to me.

Shao Kou was really speechless: If you have anything to say, tell the police uncle.

Bian Mu: I asked him to read the license plate, so go back and make dumplings.

Shao Kou was puzzled: I was wondering, where did you get such confidence?

Bian Mu: On the face.