Snail boy

While Qin Lan was eating snails, she was touched by a young snail boy.

Unlike humans, the way the snail boy touches porcelain is quite straightforward: he walks up to the target and collapses with a bang, not caring about the oil stains accumulated on the roadside stalls for a long time. Qin Lan glared at him, and he stared back; Qin Lan wanted to run away, but he pulled her trouser leg; Qin Lan wanted to call the police, but he jumped up and took advantage of the opponent's stunned opportunity to grab the phone, and then fell straight to the ground, as if he hadn't even seen it just now. Got up.

Qin Lan had no choice but: "Tell me, how much does it cost?" The snail boy rolled his eyes at him: "If you eat my body, you will take me home." "What?" Qin Lan thought He seemed to have just witnessed the birth of a new method of touching porcelain. It was so special, reasonable, and eye-catching. If it hadn't been used on himself, he would have almost applauded the other person's creativity. "The pile of snails you just ate contains my true body, so you have to take me home." The snail boy gave him a look that said, "Idiots can't understand people." Qin Lan got a little angry: "What if "What if I don't bring it?" "Then you can spit out my meat." The snail boy finally stood up, "I'll punch you and you'll spit it out."

Qin Lan looked at it. He glanced at the snail boy who was a head taller than him, and suddenly felt that it was quite shameful to vomit in the street or to be beaten, so he decided to give in decisively:

"Well, do you know how to get to my house? Come on, I'll take you."

The Tianluo boy is a very individual type among Tianluo. He likes to wear white shirts, wear gold-rimmed glasses, and can work on a computer. But this snail boy made Qin Lan quite dissatisfied because he was completely different from the snail girl in the fairy tale. He couldn't wash clothes, cook, or clean. "You don't know how to wash, cook or clean. Aren't you a snail spirit?" One day, Qin Lan, who was looking shabby while cooking and choking on kitchen fumes and doubting her life, saw the young snail man sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed and leisurely reading a book. The huge psychological gap made him ignore the opponent's absolute height suppression for a while, and he couldn't help but want to criticize him: "He sits in front of the computer all day long and doesn't do any housework, and he stays in other people's homes shamelessly, and he doesn't like to talk. Even raising a puppy is better than raising you. I am willing to raise a dog, at least I can masturbate it a few times!" Qin Lan, who was talking enthusiastically, did not notice at all that a tall figure was approaching her. Approaching: "Hey, let me tell you, you are not forced to find someone to take you home because you are not good at business...Hey, hey! What do you want to do?" He swore to the snail god that he definitely didn't mean the last sentence. Crying tone.

The young man smiled and showed his white teeth: "I can answer the questions you just raised one by one. First of all, you must know that I am a young man, not a young woman. Don't misunderstand the myth. The stereotype is taken for granted; secondly, I use the computer to work at home, and I don’t have nothing to do at home. I pay for the rent, water and electricity, including the daily food shopping, so I am supporting you. , you want me to be your pet?" He narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed: "You still want to play with me for nothing?"

"No, I don't mean what you said... ..." Qin Lan is about to cry. He is now being pressed by the other party in a position where his waist is about to break and he is supporting the stove with his backhand. What is this called, stovetop bang? God, he really didn't know that he was being kept by a snail unconsciously. If he had known, he would have shut up and worked hard without complaining, like a child bride in the old society. "Then what do you mean, you want me to jerk you off for nothing?" The snail boy got closer and closer, and Qin Lan felt that she was really going to cry.

That day, Qin Lan once again recalled the fear of being suppressed by the height difference of the snail boy.

Except for the initial bump in the road, the young man Tianluo and Qin Lan got along well, and could even be considered very harmonious. After all, they both had the same hobbies: reading books, going to the cinema to watch movies, and teasing Tianluo.

One time at that fateful roadside stall, when she saw a plate of empty snail shells placed in front of a young snail boy, Qin Lan’s eyes almost popped out: "Are you eating the same kind of food? You actually eat it?" The same kind?" After being surprised, a strong feeling of being cheated emerged: "You eat snails yourself, why should I be responsible for the body of the snail that was eaten by you?"

The snail boy wiped his mouth. He took out his gold-rimmed glasses from his coat pocket and adjusted his collar at the same time: "Snails are my true nature, and inciting snails is my hobby. There is no conflict between the two. After all, although we can't choose our origins, at least we can. Stick to the hobby in your heart." Qin Lan crossed her arms and glanced at him. It was different if she was educated. It seemed believable to see him putting on his glasses in a serious manner. If I hadn't lived with him for so long that I had a deep understanding of his nature as a beast, I would have been fooled by him by now!

"Tell me, who are you?" The snail boy's lenses flashed: "I am really a snail, don't believe it." "Then why do you still eat snails?" "It's my personal hobby." "Isn't this cannibalism? What if another snail relies on me and asks me to be responsible for him?" "No, there are almost no snails that become spirits." "Then how did you become one?" "My talent "Extraordinary." "How do you prove it?" "..." The snail boy was silent.

But there was only silence for three seconds: "I can make money to support my family. I can pay for the rent, water, electricity, gas network, including the rent. You just need to let me stay at your house, and there are no big snails." I want you to take care of me." This proof was perfect and irrefutable. Qin Lan waved her hand: "Okay, I believe you" and then sat down to eat with the snail boy.

While eating snails one day, Qin Lan suddenly thought of a question: "Snail boys, do you have any racial talents?" "No," the other party said without even looking up from the meal: "You still expect one? What can snails do? "Can't it cure a headache or something?" "Can't it help people make money?" "Can't make people invisible, get some benefits or something?" No." The young man from Tian Luo was a little annoyed: "Are you doubting my ability to make money? We have lived together for more than a year. Do I owe you rent, or am I missing your food?" "No, I am? Just curious," Qin Lan picked out the snail meat with a toothpick: "What kind of work do you do at the computer every day?"

The snail young man raised his head: "Let's talk about racial talents. "Okay."

"You really want to tell me this? Doesn't it mean that Tianluo doesn't have any racial talents?" Qin Lan was a little excited. Although he was also curious about what the Tianluo boy did for money, he wanted to know more. Know what the racial talent of a snail is. Do you want to turn into a snail shell on the spot? Just as I was thinking about it, the snail boy over there started to take off his glasses, and he seemed to be serious about it. Waving, Qin Lan took the initiative to come forward.

Then, he got a kiss that smelled like snails.

The roadside stall was already dark, and it was 8 o'clock in the evening in autumn. No one noticed the stall on the street corner. The two of them kissed each other for half a minute.

Done. This was the first thought in Qin Lan's mind: If she had known that the first kiss she had kept for 25 years would be deceived by a snail spirit, it would be better to have fallen in love early. However, this guy's kissing skills are really good. This is a second thought.

"You need to breathe through your nose, don't you know how?" When she came back to her senses, she saw the snail boy staring at him intently. Qin Lan felt that her face was about to burn. He originally wanted to lose his temper, but he was afraid that the other party would see that it was their first kiss and look down on him. Recalling the way that snail was so comfortable, he felt aggrieved for no reason: Why, why! Isn't it just a kiss? What's there to show off? It's also a racial talent. I'm afraid I chose the wrong talent from the beginning.

The young man from Tianluo looked at him with a confused look on his face: "How about I give you a chance to kiss him back?" "Then I'm really grateful to you!" Qin Lan decided to suffer the loss of being dumb because he didn't find out the enemy's situation. lesson. Also, this person eats snails and sucks them directly. I have never seen him use a toothpick. No matter how skilled he is, he will fail.

Qin Lan rolled her eyes at him: "You are my snail boy, you have to go home with me." "I'm not, I didn't, you got the wrong person." "Dr. Luo denied it three times skillfully. When Qin Lan saw this, she stood up and hugged the doctor.

The clinic is private, there are only two of them in the office, and no one pays attention at all. The two of them kissed each other for half a minute.

After they separated, Qin Lan still hugged the doctor tightly: "You are my snail boy, otherwise how can you explain this extraordinary talent? "Dr. Luo was silent. Three seconds later, he sighed quietly: "We all said that you need to breathe through your nose when kissing, but why can't you learn it? "

"I watched the ending of the original version of "Snail Girl". After the young man discovered her true identity, the snail girl returned to heaven, leaving only a snail shell that turned into rice. If you want to go back, where is your snail shell? "Qin Lan was lying on the consultation chair obediently, with Dr. Luo sitting next to him. "They say the body was eaten by you. You don't know, there are many reasons why I left. "I know," Qin Lan stared at the snow-white ceiling: "I know everything, I have remembered it all." "

"I was originally a writer. I became famous when I was 22 years old. When I was 24 years old, I became too involved in writing detective novels and developed a split personality problem. I almost committed a crime while collecting information, and was later turned over to the police. Since my parents divorced in my early years and no one took care of me, I could only hide in the rental house alone and not communicate with anyone. You accepted me because you were a fan of my books and offered me free therapy.

The treatment effect is not obvious, and my condition goes up and down. And I have a natural resistance to hospitals. I always run home when you are not paying attention. In order to completely cure me, you decided to completely enter my life and understand everything about me. So you look for the right opportunity and find a reason to rely on me when I get better and go out, so that you can live with me, and by the way, you can let me ignore the self-sealed memories in the past and let me return to society as much as possible. "

At the end of the sentence, Qin Lan turned her head and said: "Dr. Luo, I am your patient. When I find a job and can support myself, it means that the treatment is over, right? Dr. Luo Bing put down the writing pen: "Yes, just like the snail girl whose true identity was exposed, you already know who I am, and it's time for me to disappear." "But I don't like this ending!" Qin Lan interrupted him: "You know, I am a writer, and I can rewrite the works I don't like." What's more, you are not a snail girl, but a snail boy. You said so yourself. "

Dr. Luo looked at him and suddenly smiled: "What kind of ending is the snail boy? Can a great writer tell me? "Qin Lan leaned over and Dr. Luo held the back of his neck. The two had an unexpected kiss for the first time.

The ending of the story of the young snail boy is very simple: a snail spirit who doesn't do housework touches Cibing adopted an unemployed young man, and after his true identity was revealed, the two simply lived a happy life without shame.