The full text of Love Everywhere by Acheng

The first discount: poke leaves, wife, me (on)

When I got back to Fuchuan, it was already midnight.

At midnight, Fuchuan is still prosperous. Not far from the disco bar, there is either explosive or soothing music. Countless men and women enjoy their nightlife in this music.

Cars are coming and going in the street, and the street lamps are bright. This new city, located in the northeast of Guihua Province, is celebrating its prosperity in its own way.

I stopped a taxi and prepared to go home. Speaking of which, I've been away from home for almost three months. I miss it. People say that the golden nest is not as good as their own nest, which is probably the mentality.

Fuchuan, I'm back.

My comfort zone, I'm back.

Poke, poke, poke. I'm back.

Sitting in the car, I thought to myself and couldn't help laughing.

It feels good to be home. Pull!

Finally went home. I went to bed. Sleep. For the first time in months, I slept so well.

In the morning, it is foggy. Unusually fine weather. I slipped out of bed and turned on the computer that hadn't moved for a long time. The mailbox is full of mail. Get rid of those annoying rubbish and advertisements. Some of them are from Mr. and Mrs. Poke Leaf. The general idea is to ask where I have been, why I haven't answered her letter for so long, and whether I want to die.

However, I still feel a little warm. Poke poke poke poke poke poke.

Let's talk about poking leaves and wives first.

First of all, they are advanced animals that secrete estrogen, referred to as women or girls. To be sure, they are the best among women.

Secondly, they are all my good friends, very good friends.

Third, they all have a family background that I envy or even envy. Poke Poke Leaf is an out-and-out Taiwan Province native. When you talk, as long as you don't call me a savage or believe it or not, I'll give you some kalesis (what? You don't know what Kalexis is. I tell you one thing, which means to give you some color to see see! ), or just rudder 4 (No.3 No.4) or something like that. His father was the first Taiwanese businessman to come to Fuchuan for gold, that is, Taigan. He has been a member of our city CPPCC for several years. Run a real estate company called China Heart. It can also be regarded as a great man who has contributed to the development and take-off of our floating river. The old woman was born into a noble family. Her family background is somewhat complicated. She said that as early as the Qing Dynasty, her grandfather Taibai, that is, her grandfather's grandfather, was already the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi. Her grandfather's father is also good. He was Zheng Jiong-ming's adjutant when the warlords scuffled. His grandfather, not bad, is a founding father. It is said that he also went to North Korea to fight American imperialists. Later, I also worked as a county magistrate and district head. It was even worse in her father's generation. His uncle is now the deputy governor of Rose Province, her second uncle is the director of the provincial economic and trade commission in other provinces, and her second uncle is the head of a district in BJ. Worst of all, his father, Ding Zhicheng, our parents and party secretary of Fuchuan City.

Seriously. I really felt inferior for a long time because of their family background. It's hard enough to think about it. Think about yourself. The bastard of a single mother. Moreover, this great mother had to make a living in the distant Shenzhen in order to support her precious son. Although, now she has earned millions of assets, enough to make her children worry about food and clothing. But the bitterness is also conceivable.

I'm sorry, I went too far! Get down to business. Besides poking leaves and women.

Poke poke leaf, of course, not surname poke, surname poke leaf. Although there are many surnames in China, they are only less than those in Japan. Strange surnames such as Guo, Ram, Ma and Niu are not uncommon. But there should be no last name stamp.

Poke Ye's name is Ye Zhiyan. Just like the heroines in those stupid youth idol dramas on TV. Ye lived up to Puke's expectations. She has an angel's face and a devil's figure. Specifically, eyes are like cold stars, skin is like coagulated fat, hair is like black satin, tall, slender legs, stiff chest and plump buttocks. The kind of woman who makes men want to see the second sex. Of course, some people may not feel this way. Not as good as patients with sexual dysfunction, not as good as me.

Of course. ! This is not to say that I have sexual dysfunction. It's just that I'm immune to her

In a word. A disaster. I wonder if the man who died under her pomegranate skirt will be like a mountain of bones?

Old woman. Ding, of course. Our daughter's surname is not Ding, so can she be named sheep, horse and cow? Of course not. If her surname is these, then Ding Zhicheng, secretary of the municipal party committee, is not very embarrassed. Does this mean that he was cuckolded in Ding Zhicheng? Although the wife and her father really don't look alike, we can't infer from this.

Old woman. Ding Ling. But everyone calls her Tintin or a woman. Tintin 16 years old, 165 cm. Senior one students. Blood type B, Aries. Gentle personality, tough personality. Remarkable achievements. No bad habits, president of junior high school student union. Properly inherited his Lao Tzu's leadership ability. Three good students. First-class scholarship winner.

Sometimes, I think, I don't know if they, that is, Poke Ye and his wife, will think so. Why can I be friends with them and be the best friends.

Think about yourself, not tall, not handsome and incompetent. Is one of a group of ordinary men, and a stone falling from the sky can crush them to death.

Why can I make them two best beauties look at me with new eyes? I still don't understand. I tried to ask them, but they didn't mean that. They just said I was special. But am I really special?

This is a problem that has puzzled me for a long time.

PS: This is what I wrote at the beginning of the year. Later, it stopped for various reasons. Funnily enough, I only wrote three short chapters. Now I'm a little excited to pick up the pen again. I hope you like it very much. Please smash the ticket with the ticket and collect it. Just recommend it. Thank you for your flesh and blood.

I know Rory Russell said a lot about poking leaves and women, and you're getting a little impatient. However, you have to be patient and wait for me to travel long distances. Is it?

Tell me about myself. I should go and play. It's not that I want Poke Leaf and my wife to show off. After all, I am also the first protagonist.

My surname is Li. Li Muzi. The full name is Li Xianmei.

Li envies the beautiful Li. Li envies beautiful women. Li envies beautiful women. My lovely mother named me. The meaning of the play is: envy beautiful women.

But it sounds awkward to me: at first, it sounds like flattery. Although in any era, people who can put aside their skins and flatter others will get along well. However, I have always been very disdainful.

This is a good character that I am quite proud of. I decided to carry it forward.

I am not tall, strong, cool, handsome and incompetent. I already said that. Specifically, I am the kind that makes the frog prince feel good about himself after seeing me. You're welcome. You can also describe me like that. I am bloody and bloody, making me cry, flying sand and stones. Still very server-oriented. Even very post-modern ideas.

I just turned fifteen this year. I ate free meals for fifteen years and poor books for nine years. My grades are terrible and my life is a mess. Nothing, nothing. The compulsory course every day is to go to school at 7: 30 in the morning and finish school at 5: 30 in the afternoon. At school, I spent most of my time discussing unfathomable philosophical thoughts such as the meaning of life and the meaning of existence with an old man named Zhou. That is, sleeping. The rest of the time is eating, going to the toilet and pretending to be depressed on the campus path.

And a few times, there will be two beautiful women, poking at leaves or wives, sitting on one side. I feel very good about myself at this time. Because only at this time, hundreds of jealous eyes will tear at me and fight back and forth. Only at this time, my little vanity will be satisfied a little. As for those jealous eyes, I don't care.

Thank you for poking the leaves. Thank you, my wife.

I am fifteen years old. I don't have a girlfriend. I have no good friends. My life is monotonous. Calm down, calm down. My circle of activities is very small and lifeless. I am a freshman this year. Studying in Fuchuan No.1 Middle School.

To be exact, I intend to study in Fuchuan No.1 Middle School. If you can get what you want. We won't know until Monday. Because it's been more than two months since school started, I haven't registered yet, so I may not register again. Therefore, I am not a student in No.1 Middle School. This is just my wishful thinking. If I can't go to No.1 Middle School, I think I will choose any other school that is willing to admit me. In fact, it doesn't have much influence on me in No.1 Middle School or other schools, and it won't have any bad influence on my grades. The reason why I want to go to No.1 Middle School is because Poke Ye and Cixi also signed up for No.1 Middle School.

I want to be with them.

They are my good friends. I don't want to lose them.

I need them.

Today is Saturday. Sky Galand. The temperature is suitable. Today is a good day for love. The house was empty and horribly quiet. I decided to go out for a walk.

Some busybodies say that women have two hobbies when shopping: shopping and shopping. There are two reasons why men go shopping: shopping with their girlfriends (or wives) and shopping with their girlfriends (wives). But for me without a girlfriend, it is the third reason: going out to see beautiful women. Think about it. Those women are all in the street, and naturally there will be more beautiful women in the street.

It is a wonderful thing for me to walk among them.

I am wearing a pair of slippers. Strolling on this bustling pedestrian street, my eyes swept through the crowd, and all kinds of women slipped under my nose.

Sorry, there are not many beautiful women. As we all know, beautiful women are rarer than rare earths nowadays.

So in order to see beautiful women, I have to keep walking up and down the street, walking up and down, increasing my chances of meeting beautiful women.

I was disappointed in the result. Disappointed to despair. The streets are full of fucking Jurassic dinosaurs!

Depressed!

Tired to death.

Find a place to have a rest first. I just turned into a cafe. The name of this cafe is very special. It is warm and lonely. Sounds so ambiguous. I really admire the boss for coming up with such a profound name, which can only be understood but not expressed. Probably in the afternoon. The cafe looks a little deserted. Only a few customers. But a large group of waitresses in the bar look spectacular. Besides, I was surprised by their fashion. It's too exposed

A coquettish woman came up to me and asked me vaguely, "What do you want, sir?"

Hehe, sir. I smiled: "Coffee." That woman smiled at me. His eyes were frivolous and dissolute, and he said, "That's all?" The meaningful ladder caught my eye.

I'm scared. No, how can a young lady do this now? I minor in business. It seems that the competition in this industry is quite fierce. Besides, it's still afternoon, and there is still a long way to go before nightfall.

After a pause, I said, "OK", "Just coffee." The young lady was obviously disappointed, and the smiling face immediately turned into a cold face. It seems true that people say that women turn their faces faster than turning pages.

I sat there quietly, sipping coffee. Occasionally, one or two men come in from outside. Most of them go directly to the bar, and then start chatting with the ladies, which is probably what price, when and where. The gap will also spread the unscrupulous smiles of those men and the fake smiles echoed by the ladies.

The whole hall smells of corruption and corrosion.

And I'm sitting here, obviously adapting and enjoying. I don't know if you are with me now, will you call me mean, dirty, shameless and despicable? Animals, hooligans and the like.

Everyone has his own devil side. If you say you haven't found it, it's because you haven't found it or you have, but you deceive yourself and refuse to admit it.

However, do I really have the devil side?

At this time, I'm probably showing my devil side.

It's night arrival when we get out of the warmth and loneliness. The neon lights in the street are already on. The music in the disco bar has also sounded, and Fuchuan's nightlife has quietly started her prelude.

I decided to buy a mobile phone first. Actually, I used to have a cell phone. I was accidentally touched by a god-damn thief when I was playing abroad more than two months ago. This incident really depressed me for a long time. It has been in an inorganic state ever since.

This is one of the reasons why Poke Ye and Cixi have been unable to contact me for so long. There is another reason: I didn't want to contact them at that time!

The day after tomorrow, that is Monday. I'm going to report to school. It's always convenient to have cell phone contact. In addition, I don't know if I can learn to go to No.1 Middle School as I wish, which has a lot to do with poking leaves and women. So, I must get in touch with them today.

In line with the principle of supporting domestic products, I chose a Haier, although the price of 1900 is a bit expensive. But there is nothing to regret. On the quantity and punching value, 500 big circles were wasted.

Dialed pukeye's cell phone. No one answered. After dialing several times in a row, it is like this. Dial when you are impulsive and turn off when you are frustrated. Depressed. Dialed another number, it's his wife's. Yes, I'm surprised. Before I could speak, there was a roar on the phone, inexplicably: "Di Chunhua, I told you, I won't like you. Not before, not now and not in the future. You're dead. I already have a boyfriend. If you harass me again, I will not hesitate to call the police! " Although the voice is gentle, it is undoubtedly firm.

Di Chunhua? Who is it? I thought for a while. The voice on the phone seems to be a woman's. But she was just a slap in the face. I'm a little unsure. Let me see the phone number. This is a woman's.

I asked carefully, "I'm sorry, I'm not Di Chunhua. Excuse me, are you Ding Ling? "

"Oh, sorry, I'm Ding Ling. Who is this? "

Hurry up, I'm lost. It's just that for a long time, I've been forgotten. Woman, your name is not fickle, but it is not forgetful!

"Hello, Ding Ling, I'm Li Xianmei!" I said solemnly.

"Ah, it's you, Li Xianmei. Where's your son? You haven't called me for a long time. I thought you had disappeared. " I can hear the surprise in her voice. There is a warmth in my heart.

"I, nothing, I went to other places to play. Now I am back in Fuchuan. "

"Are you? After the senior high school entrance examination, you disappeared. You didn't answer the phone. The door was locked when I came to your house to find you. Are we really worried? " She said.

"Miss lotus born very worried, I can't accompany you in this carriage. Miss, please forgive me. " I said half jokingly. In fact, I only dare to poke Ye and my wife so impudently.

"By the way, when did you come back?" She asked me.

"I, this afternoon." I told a white lie.

"Are you? You have a conscience. You didn't forget to report my safety to your sister when you came back. " She giggled on the other end of the phone

"How, come out and sit down?" I propose.

"Well, I'm annoyed now?" She readily agreed over there. "Don't forget to call the rattle."

Many things happen. After 37 phone calls, I finally got online with Poke Leaf. Thank god!

It is inevitable that I will be bombarded with leaves. Among them, the high decibel number, fierce words and vicious words are unheard of and difficult to supplement. However, for her beauty's sake, I had to bear it silently. 555555555555555555

It's really hard to be scolded by a beautiful woman.

I made an appointment with them to meet at the old place. The so-called old place is a small bar we used to go to, 189 bar. The environment there is elegant, the scenery is exquisite, and the most important thing is that the price is reasonable. This is a good place for dating.

On the way to 189 bar, I have made full psychological preparations. Including being slaughtered by them, being scolded by them, and being asked where I have been and what I have done these days, I have prepared one or two solutions. When I passed the ATM in the street, I took out 1000 RMB. This is the biggest number of times I was slaughtered by them today, I think. Then I walked to the bar without hesitation. "A strong man will never return" looks a bit tragic.

I waited in front of the bar for a long time, but I still didn't see Pukeye and his wife, which made me very impatient. I am not a very patient person. In the past, I would have rushed into the bar for a drink alone. However, today's situation is very special, because I will ask them for something, so I must make the greatest sincerity, so I must show a little gentlemanly demeanor. Although I never thought I was destined to be a gentleman.

Women are trouble, I muttered. It's just a trip. It takes so long. I wonder if they have a concept of time. However, even if you spend 20 minutes making up, 30 minutes choosing clothes, 40 minutes enjoying bubble bath plus 10 minutes taking a taxi and 20 minutes traveling, it should be enough now. It's been two and a half hours since I called. Why hasn't it come yet? What the hell are they doing? I called to urge them, and as a result, they all turned off their mobile phones as if they had reached a tacit understanding. Disappointed, I decided not to wait. If I keep standing at the door like this, those people will think I am a beggar or something.

It's prime time and bars are very popular. Many people either whisper to each other, or drink a glass and enjoy half an hour's leisure after a hard day.

I ordered a beer and waited in the bar. Just wait. After a glass of wine, they haven't come yet. If they want another cup, they still don't show up. When the third cup is empty, they will still disappear. In the meantime, I dialed their mobile phones three times, and they were all turned off. I'm completely desperate. God, they can't be playing me. It seems that they won't come. I'm going to evacuate.

Things have come to this, yes, of course, you guessed wisely, and things have turned around. Just as I was about to pay the bill and leave, a beautiful voice suddenly sounded around me. A female voice was sweet and greasy: "Handsome boy, won't you buy me a drink?" I know that the signal from this voice didn't pass to me, because anyone with vision will clearly see that I am not a handsome guy, so I didn't look up and prepared to run away. The handsome guy sitting next to me is actually not very handsome, but it is enough to make me feel ashamed. The buddy smiled with a smug smile: "Miss, are you talking to me?" I can feel his voice obviously shaking, no way, so excited! "Oh, of course not!" The sweet voice rang out behind me again, "I'm talking to him!" " "The female voice said. That buddy turned to me with a face of reluctance and disbelief, which made me blush. I was surprised and turned my head. Unexpectedly, I was greeted by a ring.

It hurts!

I covered my eyes involuntarily, and this stroke hit my left eye accurately, which hurt. "Who is it?" I am in a bad mood. I didn't expect a bigger disaster to come. Another punch in the back of my head. I think the murder weapon was a girl's backpack or something. This one is even worse, and I almost fainted.

Next to the elder brothers is obviously have never seen this kind of appearance, hurriedly retreated to safety. And I can only hold my groggy head and wonder when I have offended someone, and now I am punished like this. Why would someone stab me in the back in such a despicable way? I'm angry. But there's nothing I can do.

I sat up straight for a long time and wiped my eyes with my hand. Tears came down in pain. I turned my head. I wanted to see which day I killed that woman, what happened to her, and why she did this to my already stupid head. 5555555555555, it really hurts.

A girl of fifteen or sixteen stood there quietly, with a faint smile on her face and some naughty. Her eyes are soft, but I still caught a trace of stubbornness and unyielding from her eyes. Her long black hair naturally hangs over her shoulders, her upper body is covered with a wide white T-shirt, and a lovely cartoon pattern-Yi Cute is printed on her chest. Wearing a pair of dark jeans, the simple collocation is so elegant and harmonious on her body, which just shows her slender figure and proud capital.

What a beautiful embryo.

It's a woman. My eyes lit up. The next joy in my heart. Then there is a bigger doubt: the old woman is usually quiet and won't beat people so savagely. How did this happen? Really ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

"ah!" I screamed again because my head was attacked again. But this time, I'm sure it's not my wife, because she's standing on my left, and I don't think her hand has moved. Moreover, her eyes have bypassed my head and reached my right. My attacker is on my right. I'm almost crazy. I am very angry. I suddenly looked to my right.

"ah!" My screams rang again, and my right eye got the same treatment as my left eye-another flick of my finger. It hurts!

"Poke the leaves, you want to die!" I shouted in disgust, completely ignoring that we were in a public place like a bar. In fact, I felt a little strange from my wife's gloating smile before. Seeing that I was ambushed three or two times and she stood by, I knew that the murderer must be a lawless poke.

The whole bar suddenly quieted down in my shouts. Poke poke leaf was obviously shocked by my anger. Standing there stupefied. The old woman still kept her usual calm and stood there quietly watching the development of the situation.

I suddenly felt a little at a loss, because I've known Puck Leaf for three years and I've hardly lost my temper with her, and yelling at her like this is unheard of. Hundreds of pairs of eyes in the whole bar suddenly focused on me. Of course, most men's eyes fell on the two beautiful women on both sides of me.

I feel red in the face, and the light in the bar is not very bright, otherwise it would be really embarrassing. Poke leaf obviously hasn't returned to absolute being, and her beautiful face is blank. I suddenly have some regrets. It's really wrong to yell at a girl, but that's not the most important thing now. What matters is what to do now.

After half a minute's silence, the bar was silent. I felt the sweat on my head, got up my courage, swept my eyes and shouted, "What are you looking at? I have never seen a man lose his temper with a woman! " "

Then, I quickly got up, pulled Pukeye and his wife, and fled the bar.

The fourth chapter is now the real beginning.

I took the little hand that poked Ye and his wife, running all the way. Pedestrians on the road were surprised to see a boy who looked like a server. His left and right hands each took a PLMM and fled in panic. I can't even look in my eyes, and I'm probably still thinking about some messy ideas. I'm too lazy to talk to them. I just want to escape as soon as possible. As for where to escape, I don't know. I know, my brain has never been very bright.

Until I burned the last drop of hormone, I finally collapsed. Poke, poke, stamp, stamp, stamp, stamp, stamp, stamp, stamp, stamp, stamp, stamp, stamp, stamp, stamp, stamp, stamp, stamp, stamp, stamp, stamp, stamp, stamp, stamp, stamp, stamp, stamp, I don't. Tell the Olympic champion Xing Huina to compete with me for 10,000 meters. Sorry, cowhide blew on my head. I mean, both girls and boys are at a disadvantage in physical fitness.

Much like a woman holding a railing by the roadside, her face overflowed with fine honey sweat, her chest fluctuated slightly with a strange rhythm, and her eyes were confused by me, which meant to find out. The situation of poking leaves is even worse. I saw her sweating, shortness of breath, a little messy hair, and her eyes staring at me as if to eat me alive. I guess if she didn't even have the strength to speak now, she would have cursed me.

"What's the matter with you?" The woman asked softly.

"Mama of, boast, your boy is in a hurry to reborn, is in a hurry to reborn you don't try so hard, even if you really try so hard, you don't have to pull me to go with poke poke leaf, I'm sixteen years old, young and beautiful, and there are many beautiful things waiting for me to realize. Go away when you die, and I will never care about you again. " Poke the leaves slowly, it is a series of machine guns with strong lethality, and I have no power to parry at all.

I got up from the ground and leaned against the railing. It took me a long time to catch my breath. "I don't know what happened," I said apologetically. The woman is waiting to ask. The cannon poking at the leaves swept again: "NNND, fuck, smelly, you son of a bitch, fuck you." I don't know what happened. Say, did you meet an old lover in the bar, huh? " Reach for my collar. Another violent girl and a savage girl appeared.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

"Xiaomei, what's the matter?" My wife also asked, obviously, it also felt that my behavior just now was very strange, and there must be something wrong.

"No, it's nothing. I'm just embarrassed about what happened just now, "I said truthfully.

"That's all. You think I am a three-year-old child. I've seen more men than you've ever seen women and men combined. Nothing, nothing. You just ran away? " Yes, the speaker is our poke.

"Sorry, why didn't you come all the way and hold my wife's hand with me?" I have to deal with that bitch who waits for no one.

"I, I, I," I suddenly didn't know what to say, how to express it to convince them that my behavior just now was just because of embarrassment.

-How embarrassing! !

Playing with leaves or talking endlessly, while the old woman looked at us with interest and didn't know what she was thinking.

I decided to give up, give up the opportunity to explain, although poking the leaves didn't give me a chance to explain.

"Sorry, I have something to do. I'll go first. " I dropped a word and left quickly, leaving behind a surprised leaf and an puzzled woman.

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I ran home in one breath, opened the door in a panic and slipped in. A thief tore it like that. Lying in bed like a corpse, the atmosphere is afraid to come out.

What is wrong with me? What's going on here? What's the big deal? Didn't you just let out a cry in the bar and attracted a lot of people's attention? Is it worth being so nervous? Isn't it just holding two PLMM hands and running a street? What's the big deal? There are a lot of people yelling and chopping at people in the bar and kissing and hugging casually in the street. What's the big deal? Stop!

I sat up, took a deep breath and took out a bottle of beer from the refrigerator. Cool!

Keep thinking. What the hell is going on? Why is this happening? How did this happen? How can I explain to them tomorrow? Fuck! ! Lao Tzu's brain is not very bright, so he will become an idiot. No! Kill the last drop of beer and get through it. comfortable

It is really "there is wine today, drunk today, and worried tomorrow."

I thought I would spend the night safely, but it happened. In the middle of the night, at exactly 1: 15 in the morning, I suddenly woke up inexplicably. What? You asked me why I woke up suddenly. Didn't I tell you? I don't want to, but it just "woke up inexplicably". what can I do? Friends who have experienced insomnia should know that it is difficult for a person to go back to sleep after waking up in the middle of the night.

As you can imagine, no matter what I do, I can't sleep anymore, which makes me very painful. I tried "counting sheep", which is said to be very helpful for insomnia. I've used this method to solve insomnia before, and it's always worked. But for me today, it's as useless as garbage.

As a result, I had to lie in bed like the Millennium zombie in some so-called horror movies.