I seem to have a crush on the little follower

After obediently wiping the sweat off his body with a towel, Tang Le opened the door and went out.

Just after coming out of the sweltering sauna room, he still felt a bit chilly, so he flinched and hurriedly rushed under the shower to cover his head and washed it a few times. When he came back to his senses, Zhou Fan had disappeared from sight.

Tang Le hurriedly rushed out of the bathroom after a hasty shower. He quickly changed in the dressing room, put on his schoolbag and ran downstairs quickly, but as soon as he got out of the dressing room, he heard After a quarrel, he stopped slowly at the corner of the narrow stairs, paused, and did not continue down.

The sound downstairs was getting louder and louder. Tang Le leaned his back against the wall at the corner, his eyes dodging back and forth between the wall and the blurry small lobby.

The man with a swollen face just now was leaning against the cash register window, crossing his chest and looking at Zhou Fan: "Apologize or get out, this month has only started for a few days, and I can't pay you the wages for these few days."

Zhou Fan stood aside, didn't say anything, turned his face to one side, his side face was backlit, Tang Le couldn't see his expression clearly, he could only vaguely see a shadow under the bridge of his tall nose.

And on that leather sofa, was sitting the young man on the chopping board just now. The young man was wearing rivet leather boots and had unorthodox red hair. Tang Le didn't even look at him carefully when he was taking a bath just now. It's obvious that they are looking for trouble on purpose.

Compared with him, the gangster Zhou Fan is really too masculine.

Tang Le glanced at the non-mainstream, and then at Zhou Fan's back hair that was brushed directly behind his head. Because it was not dry yet, water dripped on the white towel on his shoulder.

"Don't talk?" The boss was obviously irritated by Zhou Fan's silence, and he didn't want to waste time with him, so he said directly: "If you don't talk, get out, who can't do the scrubber, I still need you?"

Zhou Fan didn't move, but slowly clenched his fist behind the two's back, Tang Le could see it clearly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his fingernails scratched the white wall at the corner of the stairs.

"Aren't you going to apologize to my descendants?" The non-mainstream stood up, the leather sofa squeaked, and he stopped in front of Zhou Fan: "My boss is covering this area, can you continue to do it now? Lao Tzu has the final say!"

Zhou Fan turned his head in response, the dark eyes in the deep eye sockets stunned the non-mainstream for a moment, he was frightened, but it was obvious that Zhou Fan's eyes also angered him.

"Fuck your mother, why don't you apologize and still stare at me? The idiot who takes a bath is still so arrogant, I don't think you should do this job!"

The non-mainstream was so angry that he wanted to push Zhou Fan as soon as he raised his hand, but his hand stopped only ten centimeters away from Zhou Fan's shoulder. Zhou Fan pinched his wrist fiercely with one hand, The thumb pressed a sunken place, and with a slight force, there was a crisp bang, and then the non-mainstream howled.

"Fuck it. Your uncle!" The non-mainstream was born like a thin monkey, but he didn't know where the courage came from, so he wanted to jump on Zhou Fan.

But before he jumped on it, he was hugged by a pair of hands around the waist, unable to break free.

Looking back, the non-mainstream turned out to be the thin and small Tang Le.

Tang Le also froze for a moment when he hugged him. He just reacted instinctively. When he heard non-mainstream swear words, he knew that Zhou Fan must have been poked at the point of rampage again. The conditioned reflex made Tang Le use the most He rushed down at a fast speed, trying to stop the non-mainstream, otherwise not only would he be injured and cause trouble, but Zhou Fan might lose his job.

However, the non-mainstream energy was so small that he didn't expect it. Tang Le felt a little dark. He hadn't subdued a person so thoroughly for a long time, and even hugged this dried fish tightly, a little unwilling to let go. .

"Where did you get that little thing, get out!" Non-mainstream's whole hair exploded.

Only then did Tang Le come to his senses. After letting go of his hand, he quickly put it between Zhou Fan and him, and then bowed at ninety degrees: "I'm sorry!"

The non-mainstream was stunned immediately, and Zhou Fan was also stunned at the same time.

Tang Le straightened up, looking sincerely at non-mainstream: "I'm his friend, I'm here to apologize for him, I'm really sorry, please don't worry about it!"

After Tang Le finished speaking a series of words, he bowed again.

"Ju You Ma Le Gobi, it's not a fucking worship hall, just go and play!" After the non-mainstream said, he was about to push him away.

But Tang Le insisted on holding him back: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry!"

The non-mainstream was annoyed by him, entangled back and forth, seeing that he couldn't hold back the strength of this young boy, he was really annoyed enough by him, and after the fight just now, he also realized that Zhou Fan is not easy to provoke Master, after spitting a mouthful, he let go of his hand, and then glanced at Zhou Fan:

"I want to listen to what he has to say."

Zhou Fan frowned, looked up at the non-mainstream, and the non-mainstream's body couldn't help but tremble again.

Tang Le was speechless to him, and rolled his eyes indiscriminately.

Why bother, what's wrong with you, if your body is not feeling well, it's better to go for a scrape, why come to Zhou Fan to find it hard, why bother the gangsters.

Tang Le quickly turned his head and winked at Zhou Fan. Zhou Fan understood what he meant, and after two seconds of silence, he said lightly, "I'm sorry."

Now the non-mainstream has nothing to say, and after a few yells with the boss, he went out cursing. After Zhou Fan nodded to the boss, he raised his hand and grabbed Tang Le's wrist, and the two walked out quickly. Bathing Takako" door.

The non-mainstream is still squatting in the crack of the building, smoking with a displeased face, Tang Le turned to look at Zhou Fan, pouted his mouth, Zhou Fan hooked the corner of his mouth, understanding.

10 minute later.

The two came from the east side of the old building, and when they rode that maroon car, slowly passing through the cracks on the other side, a red-haired young man was being planted head-down in a trash can , the legs are still thumping, but every time they thump, the new injury on the body will hurt more, so every movement is accompanied by painful screams.

Sitting behind Zhou Fan, Tang Le laughed out loud in front of him for the first time.

The boy's crisp laughter intertwined with the sound of the wind, stepping on the fallen leaves from the towering trees beside the road, whirling wildly in his ears, as if playing a cheerful symphony on the eardrums, which made Zhou Fan feel better many.

Zhou Fan glanced at Tang Le's pink lips when he smiled behind him from the corner of his eye: "I didn't expect you to laugh out loud."

"what?"

Tang Le couldn't hear the sound of the wind blowing past his ears, and asked with his mouth open.

Zhou Fan laughed angrily at his silly question, and said at the top of his voice, "I say! You laugh like a fool!"

Tang Le heard it clearly this time, and stared at the back of his head: "Get lost!"

Zhou Fan laughed out loud in response, and immediately threw the annoyance and non-mainstream head into the trash can. He felt much more relaxed, and even stepped on the pedals with a lot more strength.

The sudden acceleration of the car made Tang Le startled. His body leaned back due to inertia, so scared that he reflexively hugged Zhou Fan's waist. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, but when he realized it , and a little embarrassed, Tang Le let go of his hand resentfully, but in the next second, his hand was grabbed.

The feeling of the wide palm covering it was both warm and comfortable, and there was a strong sense of security being protected by others. Tang Le was taken aback for a moment, but Zhou Fan just wrapped his hand around the back of his hand for a few seconds, and then let go Alright, continue to grab the front of the car that was shaking a little due to the action just now.

"Hold it, it's okay, what are the two big men afraid of, Brother Fan will take you on a fast car, and be careful to throw you out." Zhou Fan's voice came from the front.

"Ah."

Tang Le smiled slightly, as if he had received permission, he let out a long sigh of relief, and hugged the strong waist of the person in front of him wearing a red school uniform even more forcefully.

He hesitated for a moment, and slowly put his face on Zhou Fan's thin back. The breeze brushed over the fine fluff on his face. I rubbed my nose, and it turned out that there was a brother who felt this way.

In fact, it's quite cool, and I feel very at ease, Tang Le thought.

Zhou Fan stopped the car at an alley closest to the rental house. The alleys were intricate and uneven, so Tang Le got down here.

He was standing at the front of the car with his schoolbag on his back, his bangs blown up by the wind were in a mess, Tang Le stood upright, and bowed to him again.

"Thank you Brother Fan." Tang Le said.

Zhou Fan smiled helplessly. He slapped his forehead and really didn't know what to say: "Okay, okay, go back, see you tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, he turned the front of the car and prepared to turn around and ride towards Jixiang Road.

But Tang Le rushed forward again in two or three steps, pursing his lips.

Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows: "If you have something to say, you hesitate to talk about what to do with your Brother Fan."

"Well..." Tang Le looked into his eyes seriously: "Actually, with your grades, it is more than enough to teach any lower grade students, there is no need..."

Zhou Fan paused for a moment, he knew what Tang Le meant, that being a tutor for students should be the easiest and most profitable part-time job among all the part-time jobs, but he couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart, and an indescribable look flashed across Zhou Fan's eyes.

There seems to be something wrong with him.

No matter what work is tiring or hard, he likes to pick and choose what to do. It seems that he is born with a dissatisfaction. He just wants to live like a man in the dirty mud, and he wants to fight against God.

But it seemed that the struggles he had witnessed had no good endings, just like the result of his mother's struggle with the "devil" for so many years, lying in the morgue and turning into a handful of ashes in the end.

He stretched out his hand, gently rubbed the soft hair on Tang Le's head, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and after a long while, he said lightly: "It's okay, you don't have to worry about this, I just don't like to do that. "

Tang Le's eyes lowered, and he had no choice but to respond: "Oh, all right."

"It's okay, let's go back." Zhou Fan said.

"En." Tang Le nodded, then turned around and walked towards the rental building.

This time, Zhou Fan didn't rush to ride the bike away, he sat back on the bike again, put his feet on the front poles, leaned back slightly, put his hands behind his head and leaned against the sign that said "Yangfan Grilled Skewers". On the shed, he looked up to the sky, opened his mouth, and sighed.

At eight o'clock, the sky was already half covered by night, and the crescent moon had poked its head out behind the high-rise buildings in the sky, appearing and disappearing behind the hazy clouds, and there were gradually sounds of children playing in the alley, Zhou Fan took a look cell phone.

It's October [-]th, and nine days have passed since October [-]st, but the mobile phone has not received any incoming text messages for a long time.

After the man checked the account, he saw that the money in the card hadn't been moved for more than a year, so he should be angry too, that's all, isn't he waiting for the day when he gets angry? There is no feeling of being handed over.

Zhou Fan sneered, then lowered his head again, this overwhelming sense of loss almost overwhelmed him.

People are always such tangled animals, they get bored when they get it, but at the moment of losing it, even if it is something that was abandoned before, they will feel a little bit unhappy, but Zhou Fan is not unhappy, just a little bit want to laugh, Want to sneer.

From today on, I am an orphan in all seriousness.

It's okay, there are still grandma and Ersha.

Zhou Fan raised his eyes, closed them severely, and then rubbed his face with his hands.

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