I shamelessly gave Dashakang 10,000 yuan and put it in my bag. You can’t blame me. Among us, Bao Gongkang is definitely considered a rich man. He doesn’t visit prostitutes, doesn’t take drugs, is not flamboyant, and doesn’t pursue pursuits.
I have a high-end phone and can wear any kind of clothes. I was afraid that his money would be too much for him, so I decided to help him spend it...
The three of us chatted, drove directly to the airport, stored the car in the parking lot, had something to eat, and boarded the plane.
After sleeping on the plane, five hours later, we were at Guangzhou Baiyun Airport!
"Can you speak Cantonese? You idiot..." Chenchen got off the plane, pulled Dakang's head and asked humbly.
"...You idiot...are you stupid?! Are you stupid!!..." Dakang spoke authentic Northeastern Cantonese, which made Chenchen a little confused.
"What is hanging hair?" I asked while wearing sunglasses.
"...jb hair, to put it more politely, is pubic hair!!" Chenchen explained professionally.
"I remember you competed with Wang Mumu and lost by eating watermelon... did you use a razor to shave off all the hair?"
"Fuck, stop talking about this! Wang Mumu's little B-shaped body can eat six fucking watermelons, all weighing more than ten kilograms!! Don't you think it's scary?? I saw him dying,
I gave up. Who knew that even after shaving for more than a month, my mother still hadn’t grown any growth! I took a look before going to bed last night and saw that Maomao’s growth was not ideal... Xiaohe just showed her sharp horns...!
"Chenchen said with a resentful look.
"You should put some fucking fertilizer... the seedlings will grow stronger or something!!" I cursed silently.
"...You don't understand this...what kind of razor are you using??" Dakang interrupted and asked disdainfully.
"...to be a stylish man, Philips, fully automatic shaver..." Chenchen said proudly.
"Silly b, when shaving your vaginal hair, you need to use a Geely manual razor. Press your middle finger and index finger lightly on your penis...and then scrape from bottom to top...must shave along the stubble...otherwise it's easy to cut the egg.
Damn...let me see if your shave is damaged!!" Dakang said and started to pull off Chenchen's flowery pants.
"Don't make trouble...don't make trouble...have you ever eaten sweet and sour fish?" Chenchen asked mysteriously, covering her pants.
"Have eaten it!" I nodded and said.
"My fucking balls are almost the same as before the sweet and sour fish was put into the pot...the whole thing is a hole...!"
Dakang and I exchanged glances and looked at him for three seconds. Dakang held it in for a while and said calmly: "This swordsmanship is awesome..."
"It's all right, it's like being in a five-star hotel...!"
"Fuck... I didn't make Wang Mumu feel better either. The day after shaving... I gave him the razor... He liked it... and kept using it!! Haha!!" Chenchen*
*b laughed loudly.
"...What will happen if ** and ** go together?" Dakang looked at me and asked.
"Both sides suffer!" I shook my head and said.
"Hey, Dakang, why are you so professional? Have you shaved before??" Chenchen put her arms around Dakang's neck and asked curiously.
"...Don't be so gossipy...!" Dakang's black face turned red.
"Understand, nurses have mysophobia, you know!" I said to Chenchen.
"...Fuck, you're just pretending, it turns out your fucking crotch is pretty cool too!!" Chenchen patted Dakang's head again and said.
"I shaved it off, it's clean, but I didn't cut the damn egg!!"
"That's because your sword skills are not good!!"
"You are so awesome! Your testicles look like sweet and sour fish...!"
...
The two people started bickering, saying whatever they wanted. Fortunately, Cantonese people can't understand Northeastern dialect very well, but I walked out quickly and looked around. I saw more than ten people gathering together to smoke.
The leader is of medium build, about the same age, with a hideous scar on his face. He is wearing a pure white T-shirt, a pair of Prada color-blocked slippers, a pair of linen trousers with no visible brand, and a pleated Hermès belt around his waist.
Shenghui is looking at the three of us with a smile.
"Come here, let me hug you!!" I opened my arms and looked at Leilei, who had a slight beer belly. My eyes felt dry. For more than two years... I missed him so much.
Leilei put down his cigarette and opened his arms, slowly walked over, hugged my shoulders tightly, and patted me hard. Dakang and Chenchen did not laugh, and walked over. Four young people stood at the terminal.
At the door of the building, the hug was very tight.
No one would understand our kind of industry. For us to be alive and reunited without disabilities in two years is a blessing from God. For us, two years may be as long as twenty years.
When we get together again, we are already notorious bastards, engaging in daggers and swordsmanship...
"I've lost weight!!" Leilei's eyes were red and he wanted to reach out and grab my arm, but he took it back in embarrassment.
Only then did I realize that the little finger and ring finger of his right hand were gone...
No one asked him how he did it... everyone pretended not to see it.
"The belt is nice!!" Chenchen pointed at Leilei's waist.
Without saying a word, Leile opened the clip, pulled it out, and handed it to Chenchen: "Can I tie it for you??"
"Fuck...I'll do it myself!!"
"Look at your potential!"
"Ha ha!!"
In the end, Chenchen worked on it for a long time, but his thick waist just couldn't be buckled, but miraculously he hung it around his neck...
"Eating, drinking, Mumu is booking a hotel!!" Leile put his arm around my shoulders and said slowly.
"...This guy is really here!"
"If he doesn't come, I will send someone to kidnap him!!" Leilei said very seriously.
When we walked to the parking lot, Huo Haoguo, a Porsche Cayenne that had not yet been branded, four Land Rover Evoques, and more than a dozen young people opened the door respectfully.
"Fuck, you're still putting on a show with us!!" Chenchen felt that the whole scene was a bit grand.
"You don't know Guangzhou. The hierarchy here is very strict... There are some things you can't resist, so you have to accept them calmly..." Leilei patted Chenchen on the shoulder.
Chenchen glanced at the young people around him and nodded thoughtfully.
Five cars drove out of Baiyun Airport and went straight to the hotel. Leilei, Dakang, and Chenchen were sitting in a car together, laughing and cursing, chatting about dirty jokes, and making jokes about Leilei.
Leilei kept giggling. Looking at his expression, I suddenly remembered the time when we were in school together, having snowball fights, playing football together, and picking up girls together. It was a wonderful time...
Time flies... years have passed. Although we are still smiling happily at this time, it is because we have learned to pretend and bury the words that we cannot say to our brothers deeply in our hearts...