I seem to have a crush on the little follower

After the National Day, the weather is approaching late autumn. There will be a light rain every few days, and after the rain, the air will be a few degrees colder. Even this year's leaves will fall off. It was earlier than usual, and it was as cold as an evil spirit.

So Tang Le put on long johns under his school trousers early on. He wore a loose New Year's red school uniform, and squinted at the pitifully small bathhouse in front of him from the middle of his bangs that were messed up by the wind.

"Baby Takako."

Tang Le read out the words on the sign with some fascination, and swallowed hard.

No wonder the facade is so small. With such a strange name, it really sounds like people don’t want to go in, and it’s also inevitable that the business is not doing well. After all, there is always an illusion that it is the water of the moat of the daughter country. Which big man would like to have one? Wouldn't it be too creepy for one person to go in and two people to come out?

But he can't help it. It's autumn and the weather turns cold. There's really no way to wash his body with hot water in the toilet. Grandma only gives him an extra ten yuan a week to pay for the bath. He broke his leg running around. Only found this one the cheapest.

Although it was a bit far away, how could he let go of such a good thing that could save six yuan.

Tang Le walked in through the extremely narrow gap in the building, and went up a few stairs on the side before arriving at the lobby of the bathhouse.

It is not so much a lobby, but a room as big as a living room, with barely two leather sofas, it is considered a lobby. He handed in ten yuan through the window, bought a ticket for the public bath, and took the wardrobe When he got the key, he looked up at the price list of the single room.

Good guy, I want 20 yuan!

Tang Le grabbed the key and quickly ran up the stairs enough for two people to come face to face. He glanced at the single room, but it was a single room with a bathtub. It was so expensive, why not grab it?

While lamenting the extravagance and absurdity of capitalism, he was looking for the number on his key on the entire wall of the wardrobe.

But the moment he opened the closet, Tang Le paused.

Although he was born in the north, he had never been in a bathhouse in the city after all. He had heard people say that people face each other naked, but when he actually entered the steamy dressing room, he took a look inside the bathhouse. After that, I realized the meaning of this sentence.

Really naked!

He looked at the swaying flesh color behind the frosted glass, and the movement of undressing his hands suddenly slowed down a lot. It was really embarrassing to meet a stranger so frankly...

But when Tang Le thought of the price of a capitalist single room, he couldn't help shivering. He undressed faster and threw all the clothes into the closet two or three times. When he put his hands on his underwear, suddenly There was a voice that made him shudder.

"Ah ow-"

A boy wearing only a pair of boxer shorts wiped his face with a towel, opened the maroon beaded curtain, and walked out from inside. Water or sweat trickled down his neck, slipping over his abdominal muscles and soaking the waist of his trousers. On the screen, Tang Le was a little embarrassed, not embarrassed to continue reading, and turned his head hastily.

It turns out that you have to wear underwear when you go in, he thought, just say, how can it be possible to face each other naked, how strange.

Tang Le was a little lucky to see this man, so he didn't make a fool of himself. He happily locked the cabinet, lifted his underwear, took the bathing things, and prepared to go inside.

"Why is it so cold today..." The boy sighed to himself, and then lay down on the innermost reclining chair with a blanket.

Tang Le's hand that opened the curtain paused, why did the voice sound so familiar.

When he turned around, he met the boy's eyes, and they both froze for a moment, and said in unison, "Damn?"

Tang Le never expected that he would meet Zhou Fan in the public bath who was only wearing boxer shorts, and the most important thing was that he was only wearing a pair of underwear. This picture is simply mentally handicapped!

"Tang Le??" Zhou Fan was also a little surprised: "Why are you here?"

Tang Le shook the towel in his hand awkwardly: "Obviously, take a bath."

"Oh yes." Zhou Fan slapped his forehead and laughed, but he was also a little puzzled. After all, this bathhouse was separated from Sanliu Lane by three streets: "Why did you travel so far to take a bath?"

"Cheap." Tang Le replied, and glanced at him again: "And you are not the same."

"No, I'm different." Zhou Fan smiled and shook his head upon hearing the sound.

Tang Le really didn't want to say anything more to him, so he turned his head and prepared to flee, but before his other foot stepped into the bathroom, Zhou Fan spoke again.

He seemed to see Tang Le's embarrassment, and deliberately pointed his finger under him: "Aren't you taking it off?"

"..."

Tang Le looked puzzled, she also bravely insisted on not taking it off because she saw that he didn't take it off, why, isn't it right?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhou Fan got up from the recliner, and the blanket slid down, revealing his beautiful abdominal muscles. Zhou Fan approached, and deliberately whispered in his ear: "Is it too small, shameless?" To meet people."

"...Get lost." Tang Le gave him a hard look.

Like an angry little kitten, he seemed to stretch out his paws to scratch people at any time, which made Zhou Fan laugh heartily a few times.

"Back rubbing—!" A thick roar suddenly came from the bathroom.

"Hey, here we come!" Zhou Fan immediately responded with a loud voice, and then patted Tang Le's bare back with his hands, making a crisp slap, and said in a low voice, "What are you doing, go in, Be careful of catching a cold."

"Oh."

Tang Le was stunned by his sudden slap, and after a quick nod in response, he followed him in.

Tang Le quickly got under the shower in the corner, he didn't know how to use the switch in the bathroom, no matter how he turned it on, the hot water burned his shoulders reddishly, the uncle at the side stepped forward After adjusting it for him, after a while, warm and comfortable water came out, and he hurriedly bent down to thank him.

Zhou Fan was rubbing the back of the young man who seemed to be lying on the cutting board. While rubbing vigorously, he secretly glanced at Tang Le. Seeing his embarrassed look, he couldn't help laughing.

"Hiss—" The young man frowned suddenly, and he covered his lower body with a painful expression.

Seeing this, Zhou Fan was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly apologized: "Sorry, sorry, I was distracted."

"Take it easy! My wife is not pregnant yet!" the young man said angrily.

"Sorry." Zhou Fan smiled apologetically when he saw this, and slowly stretched out his hand: "How about I pick it up and rub it for you?"

"Fuck, goodbye." The young man gave him a disgusted look, slapped his hand off, turned over for a moment, and muttered in a low voice: "It's disgusting."

The smile on Zhou Fan's face froze when he heard the sound, he paused for a moment, then frowned, then bent down to rub the young man's back.

After Tang Le quickly rinsed the shampoo on his head twice, he picked up the towel and rushed into the small sauna room. The moment he closed the door to escape the sight of others, the sultry air rushed from the soles of his feet to his forehead , but his whole body relaxed, and after a long sigh of relief, he sat down on the edge of the wood.

He didn't expect to meet Zhou Fan here, and he was still working as a scrubber, bending over to scrub naked people.

Tang Le sat in front of the burning coal stove, put a wet towel on his head, water dripped from his wet hair, dripped down his hair tip, crossed his delicate face, dripped onto the wooden board, and was evaporated in an instant up.

The image of Zhou Fan, who was astounded on weekdays, gradually overlapped with the image of the scrubber outside the frosted glass in his mind. He really couldn't believe it. It turned out that his so-called making money was selling skewers every night, plus extra money on weekends. Want to be a scrubber?It turns out that his so-called richness was exchanged for this kind of unspeakable suffering?

Tang Le suddenly had a sore nose, he felt that he was really a shameless bastard.

"Oh, it's really annoying." Tang Le sighed, leaned his head back on the chair, and wiped his sweaty body with a wet towel.

"Hey, comrade, rubbing ashes is prohibited in the sauna room."

Suddenly a tall figure came in with a basin of water, and Tang Le turned away when he heard the sound. Seeing that it was Zhou Fan, he said helplessly, "I didn't."

"I know." Zhou Fan smiled: "You went into the bathroom without taking off your pants, how do you rub, are you going to swim?"

Tang Le couldn't help but smile on his tense face. He sighed, feeling a little helpless towards Zhou Fan: "Don't keep teasing me, it's my first time washing."

"It's fun to tease you, it feels like teasing a cat." Zhou Fan also smiled.

Tang Le didn't speak, but just gave him a blank look.

Zhou Fan poured the water in the basin onto the outer edge of the coal stove, and there was a sudden crackling sound, and a misty white hot air rushed straight to the ceiling covered with countless drops of water, and the heat in the sauna room rose a lot .

Tang Le opened his mouth in surprise, Zhou Fan bent down and put down the basin, turned around and sat next to him, but deliberately separated half a meter away, leaving enough safe distance for Tang Le.

"You traveled so far to take a shower just to save money?" Zhou Fan asked. He had been working here for half a year, but he had never met an acquaintance. This was the first time for Tang Le.

"Yeah, I can save six yuan at a time, which is enough for me to save for breakfast for more than a week." Tang Le said lightly.

"Okay, I'm convinced of you, little financial expert." Zhou Fan gave a thumbs up.

He felt that he was already frugal enough and careful enough to count, but he didn't expect that this semester was really a match. Tang Le was really the most meticulous person he had ever seen when calculating money. Zhou Fan thought about it, maybe he was more than I'm going to have to suffer even more.

"Thank you." Tang Le said.

After he finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Zhou Fan again, hesitant to speak.

"What do you want to ask?" Zhou Fan said.

"Hmm... you work here?" Tang Le hesitated for a moment, but still spoke.

"Yeah, two-day classes on weekends, from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm, two days of free sauna and still get money, what a bargain." Zhou Fan smiled complacently, completely ignoring Tang Le's somewhat uncomfortable gaze.

"Then what about your stall at night?" Tang Le asked.

"It's okay, someone will take it for me. I'll just go there after get off work. Didn't you see it when you came? My car is parked downstairs. I drove here in the morning." Zhou Fan said.

"Oh..." Tang Le nodded, didn't say anything, just sighed slightly.

Zhou Fan was still struggling with Tang Le's underwear, and he was thick-skinned, so he asked directly, "Can you wash it if you don't take it off?"

"Yes." Tang Le said.

"Oh, actually, you don't have to be so shy. It doesn't matter if you are small. Now there are so many men's hospitals, and they even have plastic surgery. If you have money, you can get it done. Small ones can be made bigger, short ones can be made longer, and they can be bent and stretched. It's awesome."

As Zhou Fan spoke, he moved his buttocks, sat beside Tang Le, put an arm around his shoulder, and the skin covered with water droplets touched his palm, which was slippery and surprisingly good, but when he finished speaking, Only then did he notice Tang Le's fierce eyes staring at him.

This kid's natural cold face, coupled with such eyes, really made Zhou Fan feel a little intimidated under the dim light.

But in the next second, he wanted to throw the "shock and awe" he originally thought of into Siberia.

Tang Le said with a dark face, "I'm not a golden cudgel."

"What?"

Zhou Fan was stunned, and after thinking clearly in a blink of an eye, he began to laugh crazily hahaha, tears bursting out of his laughter. He patted Tang Le's shoulder while laughing, not noticing that every time he patted, this guy His face darkened a little.

"Damn, I'm so serious, why are you laughing!" Tang Le glared at him.

"Okay, boy, you can still swear." Zhou Fan patted him on the shoulder again upon hearing the sound.

"Don't worry about me, what's so ridiculous!" Tang Le insisted.

"I laugh that you look strangely indifferent, but you are actually quite funny, and you are cute after a long time of contact." Zhou Fan raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes before he could stop laughing.

"Does cuteness describe a man?" Tang Le heard sharply.

"Okay, I was wrong, I used the wrong word, it's a sense of humor, a sense of humor." Zhou Fan smiled and apologized hastily, emphatically.

"Tch." Tang Le stopped after hearing this.

Tang Le stared blankly at the boy who talked too much. It was because of his appearance that he forced himself to talk so much inexplicably.

In the past, if no one else talked to him, he could sit quietly for a whole day by himself. My mother sometimes said that it felt like he would lose his language function sooner or later.

Now it seems that there is nothing to be afraid of.

Tang Le took another sneak peek at Zhou Fan, it was quite miraculous. When he met this person, he was legendary and miraculous. Even the matter of being friends with him became miraculous.

"Why are you looking at me?" Zhou Fan caught his gaze.

"I think you are amazing." Tang Le said bluntly without hiding anything.

"Wonderful??" Zhou Fan really didn't dare to compliment his vocabulary: "Then don't call me Brother Fan from now on, just call me Brother Mickey."

"what?"

"Mickey Mouse Wonderful House, I am the most wonderful big brother in the entire Tangkou District." Zhou Fan said with a serious face, and raised his eyebrows by the way.

"Pfft——" Tang Le looked at his face, and couldn't help but laughed again.

The two hadn't chatted for a long time, a man with a big arm and a round waist came up and knocked on the door of the sauna room, his face covered with flesh was livid, he turned around and went down after a few words with Zhou Fan, after Zhou Fan pushed the door and came back , his face was not very good-looking, Tang Le looked at him with some worry.

"What's wrong?" Tang Le asked.

"The boss has something to do with me. You can wash it out quickly. It's been steaming for a long time. Be careful of lack of water." Zhou Fan hurriedly took his towel and prepared to go out.

"Okay, that, are you okay?" Tang Le was still a little worried.

"It's okay, go down quickly, I'll take you back by bike." Zhou Fan forced a smile.

"Okay." Tang Le also smiled slightly.

The author has something to say: Three years later.

In the mandarin duck bath, a certain elder brother stared straight at his own child's body from top to bottom.

Zhou Fan: Le'er, I heard that a male hospital has recently opened near our house? (eye hint)

Tang Le: Brother, let’s learn more about grilling your knees.