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嘿嘿,楼主又出现了。。。小更一段,别读太快哦,不然两下就读完了,哈哈哈
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J1 U! M: o* \1 H9 N+ {) H跟过帖子的朋友们可能知道吧,这个月小混蛋又生日了。某天吃完午饭跟他在公司外面散步,我问他有没什么想要的生日礼物。Leo歪着头想了一秒:
4 Y3 q+ i! T3 o"I can use a McLaren"+ Q0 g# k* B+ b# W
我抓抓头:, A. z+ l0 X( \ r2 I
"Anything more practical?"& E" A9 u; x3 q% `2 V
Leo不假思索:$ ^+ C3 f9 Y$ V5 r, o0 J
“A Porsche is fine"& ]) h, ^$ E/ A: h2 K: R4 k
我吐吐舌头,小子戏瘾又犯了,便顺着他的话头说下去:8 G8 @2 x! {* _* t, B
“I can cover some of the upgrades if you really do get a Porsche..."1 b; Y5 d5 E1 \ w9 x$ Q, y
Leo停下脚步,转过头,皮笑肉不笑地看着我:- x$ O; N8 V' Z2 X$ o- h: p
“For Porsche even basic things are paid upgrades. You know that right? I can easily rack up like 50 grand there”
$ X# i- \5 ^* n& n* l$ b' x1 g我嬉皮笑脸凑过去,给他揉揉肩:
9 V# t6 _5 x( k5 k8 r, L“I said SOME of the upgrades. I can get you the paint you like. Just a couple grand I think?"
% i7 x n% F+ D- H# }“There are colors at much high cost. Think about 20"
9 _5 H8 e7 \1 Q我咂咂舌,心想真搞不懂你们这些乱花钱的人,赶紧收起嬉皮笑脸的样子,换上一副陪笑的表情:
1 Y0 \: g# R0 p k# M7 C“Sorry I take that back. I was thinking about those peasant colors. I can only cover those”
4 `- ~! N8 ?& G- ALeo懒得理我,自己往前走了。我跟了上去,路上有一搭没一搭地聊着,过了一会儿又聊到这个,没想到这次Leo还认真思考了下,摇摇头:
5 e5 a L4 e r' }* i“No I think I have everything I need. Thanks Dustin. We're old"" E1 p1 y! g c! y$ Y) V
我想了想,试探着问:' R7 a: i! z8 e" ~4 s
“那我就自己想想咯...?"
7 [4 A; @2 W# x. G7 P8 Z"Sure"Leo耸耸肩。过了一会儿好像又不放心,补充道:5 z; v W1 ?9 v% t' ?
“Don't gimme another living thing. I barely want to take care of myself. If you really must, don't go over 100 bucks"0 m! z8 z2 |8 i8 d' p: |1 U8 A# f. c9 x
结果还没等我答应,Leo就反悔了:
9 M0 G, r6 ~' m& Y/ `! Q. U5 m“Actually, I take that back. Cap at 50" S7 ~3 ?( E& a& A3 G5 v5 {
"Oh that's hard"5 f L- x9 L' i( f0 T/ Z
"You don't have to") G7 @# }9 ~ h
我撇撇嘴,好吧,让我想想4 J/ W; S2 a; u3 b& h: e6 O* D
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9 H$ _ h: ?2 L) b4 _) q/ T50刀能买什么特别的呢。。。这事儿着实让我头疼了一天。随便送个小玩意儿吧,好像跟不送也没什么差别。本来想送他一盆捕蝇草,结果丫比我先预料到了这个情况。。。我知道Leo是让我知难而退啥也别送了,可是这样好像又有些不甘心。正愁呢,突然灵光一闪,有了!2 i9 ]4 q: b1 t/ W3 f
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生日那天Leo照常搬了张小凳子坐我边上。过了会儿我从书包里拿出礼物递给他:1 B9 W( [. Z" b3 N) B3 H! y
“Happy birthday Leo!"
4 B0 }7 j2 Y! r: W6 R小子一脸狐疑地拆开包装,我一直盯着他的脸,能清晰捕捉到他的一系列表情变换,从疑问,到惊讶,到一闪而过的小亮光。认识他这么久,基本可以从表情断定,这礼物算是送到他满意了8 a2 u$ s: [6 [; r5 j
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Leo把玩着小礼物,眼睛亮亮的,表情像极了我那刚拿到新玩具的儿子:
6 F/ e! N# y( H7 n( d# i- [“Thanks Dustin. I like it. It feels good quality. I need one, too. I've lost so many of these here and there"
6 z0 \) g2 `$ A8 X- z本来被夸得好好的,听到这个赶紧说:
4 d1 d$ O1 I' `9 ]+ E“No don't lose this one please. It might not have used up the entire budget but it was close..."
3 Z6 e. j: ~$ w) `"I won't. Thanks Dustin. Best gift of the year"6 t$ t2 j$ S k0 ~8 L2 _- V
说完之后Leo腾出了一只手,摸了摸我的头,痒痒的,还没仔细感受呢,他就把手收回去了
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) P/ o. b6 H. I+ J/ Z+ o6 y. B大家猜出来礼物是什么了么?谜底揭晓:一把质量还不错的指甲刀,哈哈
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3 F9 r( V7 M. f4 A; MLeo把包装拆开,又把玩了一会儿,突然问:
& l; {) e# T( n B2 z4 @“Can I use it now?": {0 \: m1 g! d5 `
"Sure why not"% u/ S) G$ A/ `+ b
Leo拿脚把垃圾桶勾过来,正准备就着剪,可能是发现垃圾桶的尺寸跟凳子高度不太配,弓着剪不舒服,眼睛贼溜溜地转了几圈,盯着我:. D% B5 K8 g& B4 S5 g
“Gimme your hands"
z- E: m0 O0 t( ^我没搞明白,深了一只手过去* M' z( w+ E2 Y! ^
“No both hands. And make a bowl shape like this"+ d1 j' K! ^7 N- k4 Z- o% }" o. t
说完他自己演示了一下,就像双手捧着个苹果一样。我隐约猜到他要做什么,心想不会吧,但还是把手伸了过去,摆了那个双手捧着东西一样的姿势# \/ Y' p" G0 \$ I: q
Leo还是不满意:% I ~" @1 E" d7 L2 ^
“Lower"
7 T% _0 Z& n: U# A我把手放低,果然Leo一脸坏笑,拿着指甲刀凑过来,就在我手做成的捧杯正上方,开始剪起了他的指甲。。。2 j9 P0 l! O& v- z$ g& r
一边剪还不忘了说: `* x2 Q1 S' m5 l% C0 G3 N
“Good good Dustin. No no no don't move" j' T0 ^# q- O9 T) @ m
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6 H3 T2 |& ]. c& p5 B9 |我惊掉下巴,一时竟不知道该说些什么。我是送了个指甲刀,但他这,是什么神操作。。。毕竟是在办公室,万一被不该看到的人撞见,那。。。
7 l9 [. D" y! E/ ]- u) V然而咫尺以外的Leo专心致志地剪着他的指甲,浑然不觉我的惊涛骇浪。我能感受到有屑屑掉到手里的感觉,痒痒的。Leo 的头凑得很近,眼前就是Leo的发迹线,还有高挺的鼻梁。鼻间全是他脑袋的味道,感觉这小子昨晚应该又偷懒没有洗头。指甲刀一下一下打着节拍,声音清脆而令人心安,我的心情也慢慢平静下来
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- ?4 G5 K0 a4 } i3 O" M; N想说些什么,一下又想不到该说啥。还没等我想到,Leo就剪完了,脑袋嗖一下缩了回去。看了看自己的手指,表情甚是满意:
# {0 |0 J; C6 h3 x“Looking sharp. Great clipper. Good pick Dustin"
0 c7 r, C3 l& y6 Z& h- |难得一直被这个人夸,竟然有点不习惯。可能是看我还捧着一堆指甲屑,Leo直接把垃圾桶踢了过来:
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5 L- w( N1 d3 _/ i; n/ O我在垃圾桶上甩甩手,又拍了拍。看向Leo,只见他站起来,随手把指甲钳放进了裤袋。随即想了想,又拿了出来。看到我在看他,嘴角一扬,把指甲刀举到我面前:3 z5 d. @: |5 {0 ]$ T |5 ~
“Now say your proper good-bye while you still can. The thing is probably never gonna see the light of day again"3 d- R2 m3 k+ B7 {* A
还没等我起来揍他,小子就一溜烟跑了% h" H( ^( p) T" }% @% e' n8 } w
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不过话虽这么说,小子昨天还特别跟我说那东西还在,哈
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