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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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9 i2 _) A! x( r) J% Q0 \6 I0 ?8 L# @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:0 C/ H$ W9 t5 K9 R; j5 H: V, r
"I can use a McLaren"7 D2 T3 L* h7 D; ^3 b
我抓抓头:
& I' A5 c' g0 r2 a! Z) {"Anything more practical?"2 O; I9 y2 p5 ^ e4 z; W# [3 m$ s
Leo不假思索:5 f! i$ s K" O5 q) e0 `. s
“A Porsche is fine"
G* p _& b; Q w2 x6 f; N我吐吐舌头,小子戏瘾又犯了,便顺着他的话头说下去:
9 ^) z A+ D1 v5 ~5 M6 t, m“I can cover some of the upgrades if you really do get a Porsche..."
% E$ a" P" F4 {5 I6 SLeo停下脚步,转过头,皮笑肉不笑地看着我:
# z+ @; r1 M7 L0 A“For Porsche even basic things are paid upgrades. You know that right? I can easily rack up like 50 grand there”
) X2 s0 e$ V( t% ?! y我嬉皮笑脸凑过去,给他揉揉肩:
+ x. E/ z! M8 A2 U“I said SOME of the upgrades. I can get you the paint you like. Just a couple grand I think?"
5 h# [4 S- m1 T“There are colors at much high cost. Think about 20"
7 x* u2 i2 N8 |3 a( m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:4 q$ A2 B& j) M2 Z: l* Z
“Sorry I take that back. I was thinking about those peasant colors. I can only cover those”
: T! n2 F3 i6 G! N) m$ N5 nLeo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:
) ^9 B* C5 [, b# D& b+ ~“No I think I have everything I need. Thanks Dustin. We're old"- Y; R1 ^7 A. v2 X7 N$ g2 A! j
我想了想,试探着问:) n$ L9 V Z5 w- P* P0 r
“那我就自己想想咯...?"' e2 b) R0 {- v: {
"Sure"Leo耸耸肩。过了一会儿好像又不放心,补充道:
* N0 B( m5 F$ P$ H0 w% _* G“Don't gimme another living thing. I barely want to take care of myself. If you really must, don't go over 100 bucks"
N; q' d: I! o4 S/ v结果还没等我答应,Leo就反悔了:
+ `: m) }( b+ t) {& a“Actually, I take that back. Cap at 50"
1 t+ H _/ F H"Oh that's hard"- j0 R9 ]) N; H5 `) p* g/ \0 |9 G9 J
"You don't have to"
+ v, M0 X4 h# w; y4 n我撇撇嘴,好吧,让我想想
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) h3 u9 D# E, \. H50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!
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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:5 X! A! R8 W" W1 F, G; n- _
“Happy birthday Leo!"
. ^' \* t' S0 X1 O' J3 Q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
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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:
8 p' u! u! i l$ q1 F5 N: x“Thanks Dustin. I like it. It feels good quality. I need one, too. I've lost so many of these here and there"* w! E: @* T$ _! _# ?
本来被夸得好好的,听到这个赶紧说:; a3 ?" g' L7 C: Z. a
“No don't lose this one please. It might not have used up the entire budget but it was close...": l7 Y$ D, r5 q
"I won't. Thanks Dustin. Best gift of the year"
: I& o) n0 X, w2 l8 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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8 G% e1 ?, i. @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8 h( W: n, Q/ `+ e$ Z" F
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Leo把包装拆开,又把玩了一会儿,突然问:
/ X) R2 c9 V. z# h: l2 v9 K2 C“Can I use it now?"
' \2 j$ A# o; Z$ S' b% m( O"Sure why not": g( s% T; g# [# J
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:& a; p/ [- \) I6 P3 {; V# G
“Gimme your hands"! f/ i( {' e2 b, @/ H) W' t2 H/ k
我没搞明白,深了一只手过去
* A }4 I" k% E“No both hands. And make a bowl shape like this"+ f, @( O2 z+ D6 e' c# K( U/ }
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4 ~7 y3 \! g$ O C, s! b: C
Leo还是不满意:$ O* h& B& Y$ S: i. b
“Lower"0 Q6 {6 G* f V1 Z7 G) |9 S5 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。。。
; u3 f& n7 y. M- c$ g/ r( F4 V一边剪还不忘了说:
4 }- ~6 L$ F' S1 b5 k“Good good Dustin. No no no don't move"' _; b m$ }: J9 i+ c- o
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" P/ c8 w5 E% Z; K7 O) u' A9 w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。。。$ G& H& O$ I( c
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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3 n% U1 H {$ z% c* h+ i0 D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:
* O# x/ [) R2 H9 i: b- v“Looking sharp. Great clipper. Good pick Dustin"- a8 H0 T' @6 p9 ^) b
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:
. k3 @, q' E Q9 ~3 C9 R: G“很乖,here, you can toss'em now”9 d$ W% `8 ~0 M/ y1 u9 K7 u( D
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:
" j7 H# q3 `( i* ^2 K! B6 V“Now say your proper good-bye while you still can. The thing is probably never gonna see the light of day again"
4 x+ e* l4 X; e0 M5 G& Z还没等我起来揍他,小子就一溜烟跑了
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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! E9 O3 f& ?' F3 H
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