Bamboo horse and bamboo horse grow up together

After hearing this, Yu Wen stepped back and asked, "Who did you listen to?"

"They all say that, really. Tell me, which woman has succeeded in finding Lord Yan."

After the girl finished speaking, she tugged at the shoulder straps of her clothes, and left without looking back, leaving Yu Wen standing there in shock. He quietly turned to look at Yang Fan, who was lying on the counter watching a dancing video , heard nothing.

Yu Wen went to clean up the trash with a blank expression, as if he had heard an unimportant news. It had nothing to do with him, but his heart had already been turned upside down. He kept thinking about Lord Yan, what he had said to him, and working with him The behavior at the time was normal. It must be that the woman did not seduce Lord Yan and made money from him, so she made up lies to deceive herself. How could anyone like a man, Yu Wen firmly said to himself.

At night, Yu Wenwen and Yang Fan closed the door and went home. This street became so quiet for once. Not only was there no one on the street, but the lights were still on except for a few houses. , Yu Wen rode a bicycle with Yang Fan and walked in. Every house was very quiet, so quiet that it was scary.

At night, Yang Fan applied medicine on the bed and asked Yu Wen, "Tell me why you suddenly started arresting people."

"It's not a serious job, isn't it right?" Yu Wen said, turning over and sleeping against the corner of the wall.

The noisy and dilapidated urban village was quiet for a while at night, but the people here have no savings at all, and it is impossible to keep them idle. The urban village that has been quiet for a while is noisy again, with the sound of playing cards, mahjong, and dice. A woman's provocative voice wafted through the alley again.

The siren pierced the night again, disrupting the entire alley.Yu Wenwen and Yangfan were woken up in the middle of the night, lying on the window to listen to the sound outside, the sound of the shock after the glass fell to the ground could be heard far away, and could be heard over the entire alley.

All kinds of voices outside were mixed together, and they couldn't be distinguished at all. The woman's scream was like sharp glass rubbing back and forth on the concrete floor, causing panic.Yu Wen heard the commotion in the yard, got up and went outside to look. He saw the girl from the previous few days, who was just climbing over the wall with her naked body, and Yang Fan also came out and stood at the door to watch. White, that was the first time they saw a girl naked, it was really like the whiteness that the boys in the class discussed in the bathroom, they said that the girl's skin looked like white and tender tofu, smooth and white, Yu Wen Wen Yangfan stood in the yard, looking at the girl who climbed over the wall under the moonlight, her flawless body was presented in front of them.

It is the body of a 17-year-old girl. Although it is not fully developed, the grown-up appearance is more charming. The body illuminated by the white moonlight is enough to fascinate people.The woman turned down from the wall and saw Yu Wen Yang Fan standing at the door. The woman glanced down and hurried into the house. It was the place where Grandpa Yang Fan lived before his death. The inside was deserted and filled with sundries The woman squeezed the door open with her body, got in and hid in the door.

Yu Wen and Yang Fan were still standing in the yard, the light in the yard was really bright, Yang Fan looked at Yu Wen, lowered his head to look down, Yu Wen and Yu Wen's desires were standing straight, Yang Fan stared at Yu Wen with an indescribable look. Looking at Yu Wen, Yu Wen covered Yang Fan's eyes and said, "Let's go, go back to sleep."

The two returned to the house peacefully and continued to sleep. They still have to study tomorrow.

The alley was about to be demolished. On a night when no one was in the alley, there were hundreds of demolition characters on the wall, and the demolition characters were also printed on the door of Yu Wen Yang Fan's house.They are about to take the high school entrance examination, Yu Wen looked at the sign on the door of the house, hesitated to speak, but still did not say anything, Yang Fan promised Yu Wen to go to a high school, but his grades were so poor that he had no choice but to seek the way of an art student , he practiced in the practice room for longer and longer, and the longer he practiced, the more he panicked, what if he really failed the exam?

Yang Fan didn't dare to tell anyone about his panic, so he could only hold it in his heart and exert all his energy.He is becoming more and more reticent, especially in the classroom. He has a good relationship with his classmates. The classmates chatted enthusiastically between classes, and Yang Fan was watching from the side. He knew that he could join in at any time and have a happy chat with them. , but Yangfan just doesn’t want to, just wants to sit quietly, read a book or be in a daze.

The senior high school entrance examination is coming, the head teacher is too busy to touch the ground, and has no intention of caring about Yang Fan. Yang Fan is as honest as the air in the classroom, but this is not what Yang Fan wants. On weekdays, when the teacher calls and criticizes Yang Fan on the podium, Yang Fan still has a little time to go. With a sense of existence, he knows that he is cared about by others. As time goes by, he can't even receive this caring. What is left to Yang Fan is freedom. Even if he doesn't go to class for a day, he will not be discovered.

Yu Wen sat in the examination room of the senior high school entrance examination. When he put away the examination tools and walked out of the classroom, he did not stretch out his waist and yawn like the classmates in front of him. Yu Wen knew that he would leave in a few months To the high school campus, but Yu Wen is a little afraid of tomorrow.

Yang Fan stood under the willow tree downstairs and waited for Yu Wen to come down. Yang Fan knew that he would be admitted to high school as an art student. He happily walked towards Yu Wen, hooked Yu Wen's neck happily, and jumped around. Wen greeted Yang Fan and smiled happily.

On the way back, Yang Fan and Yu Wen rode a bicycle and hummed a song.

"Just let me fall into this vortex of love, let my heart sing a song for you. Just let me look at your eyes, let me go out of my mind. Come on, sing."

"Just let me get entangled in this swamp of love, and let my heart be obsessed with you. Just let me praise your outline, and let me forget about me." Yu Wen sat on the car seat, and then sang with Yang Fan's voice Getting up, sweeping away the depression just now, he put his arms around Yang Fan's waist, shaking his head, his face was full of joy.

"Just let me fall into this vortex of love, let my heart be thirsty for you, let me melt into your color, and dance gracefully and silently." Yang Fan stood up and sang, the wind blowing in his ears, the wind blowing into the neck, shaking off Yang Fan's clothes.

"La la la la la ah ah la la la." Yu Wen reached out and pulled off Yang Fan's clothes, holding them in his hands to prevent them from blowing away in the wind.

"ILOVEUBABYILOVEUBABY, don't be shy, ILOVEYOUBABYILOVEYOUBABY, don't dodge." Yang Fan pedaled hard up the slope, and said while pedaling hard: "You can't even memorize the lyrics of a song, what else can your mind do."

Yu Wen jumped out of the car, and supported Yang Fan to push the car from behind to help Yang Fan go uphill. Behind them was the yellow-orange sunset, which stretched their shadows very long, and Yang Fan led Yu Wen to chase after them. Their shadows, but the shadows are a bit longer than them, and they can't catch up no matter how hard they chase.

Yu Wen raised his head to look at the blue sky, the sky was pink, like someone poured a basin of water powder into the sky, and then it fell drop by drop, falling on Yang Fan's body, turning Yang Fan's bright white T-shirt into pink, Yu Wen Carefully stick out his nose, take a deep breath, he likes this smell, Yang Fan rode hard in front, the sweat left on his neck, shining under the light, Yu Wen smelled a smell, he exhausted My own vocabulary can't describe the smell, and the feeling of smelling it.

Yu Wen sat in the front and took Yang Fan home. Yang Fan leaned on Yu Wen's back, panting for warm air, which slid down Yu Wen's muscles and bones, itching and crisping, Yang Fan said : "Tell me, what kind of job should we find for summer vacation? I will go to Yanye's bar with you to sell bars."

"Okay, I'll tell him back."

In the evening, they sat in the yard, the electric cooker was gurgling and steaming. In the summer, the two of them drank a bottle of beer to each other. This day was really comfortable. Yang Fan blushed and shirtless and said: "Wait Now that we have money, we can eat hot pot and boil meat every day, and drink with each other every day, okay?"

Yu Wen's face was also flushed, he nodded and said yes.The two of them sat in the messy courtyard, sitting on two rickety chairs. They had a headache from drinking, and their throat was sore. Yang Fan raised his head and shook his head. The starry sky is so beautiful. In front of his eyes, Yang Fan grabbed one behind him, held it in his hand, and turned his head to call Yu Wen.

"Yu Wen, here's something for you."

Yu Wen was leaning against the wall and feeling uncomfortable, looking at Yang Fan with blurred eyes, and staring dazedly at a few hands dangling in front of his eyes. "what?"

"Xingxing." Yang Fan said, stuffing it into Yu Wen's hand, and then he laughed.

Yu Wenwen and Yang Fan were lying on the bed, the weather was unbearably hot, the small fan above his head was buzzing, there was only noise but no cool breeze.After the alcohol passed, Yu Wen still felt a bit of coolness, he leaned against the wall to sleep, and fell asleep in a trance.Gradually, he felt warm in his palms, and so did his body. Half of his body was in flames, half in the sea of ​​ice, half hot, and half cold. He tried to break through something, tried to hold the warmth in his hands, and tried to get closer to himself. The flames on his body moved closer and closer, closer and closer.

What kind of feeling was that, Yu Wen couldn't tell, he felt that he was not at home, not on the bed, as if he was floating in the universe, his feet didn't touch the ground, there was nothing around him, he couldn't hear any breathing sound, at that moment, he As if becoming a Buddha, the satisfaction I get always competes with all nothingness.

Yu Wen was drunk, but he felt extremely sober, he tried to break through the blockage in his heart, turned around and leaned against the flame, he tried to suck, sucking all the good things into his mouth and merging into his body.

The siren sounded again on the street. This time, it not only broke the silence of the street, but also caused Yu Wen to panic. This time, Yu Wen felt that the siren was ringing for himself.

In the early morning, after Yu Wen woke up from the wine, he hammered his head and couldn't remember what happened yesterday, but he kept thinking in his heart: The dream I had last night was so strange.Yang Fan was the same, wrapped tightly in a sheet, thinking in his heart, it must be a dream, the dream last night was really strange, it must be the sound of the recent police sirens, which made him uneasy.

The high school entrance examination is over, and the hard days are coming. Yang Fan and Yu Wen look at the balance of the bank card, and worry again in their hearts. It has been almost ten years since Yang Fan’s father passed away. In a society where prices are soaring, only two children can live to the age of fifteen or sixteen.

Yu Wen wandered on the street, he knew the fastest way to get money, he never told Yang Fan.Yu Wen remembered that when he was seven years old, there was a boy with dyed yellow hair who taught him the housekeeping skills, as long as he passed by, a little touch would draw out money, Yu Wen stood on the street, eyes closed Recalling the boy's words, he imagined the next series of actions. Near the cash register in the shopping mall, people collected money and stuffed it into their pockets. Yu Wen walked over, and after ten years, he returned to his old business again.

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