Bamboo horse and bamboo horse grow up together

The uncle closed his eyes, breathed in the hot air comfortably, and called Song Chi, "Son, come and rub my back." Song Chi stood behind him and rubbed his shoulders vigorously.Yu Wen Yang Fan sat aside, sweating profusely, enjoying with his eyes closed.It looked like enjoying with eyes closed, but through the mist, if he could see clearly, Yang Fan and Yu Wen squinted his eyes, leaving a gap, looking at the two people in front of him, Song Chi and his uncle's soaked white bodies were covered It was steaming red, the uncle was sitting on a small chair with his chubby belly in his arms, and Song Chi's thin body was standing behind, pushing his elbows against his shoulders and massaging back and forth.

"Are you comfortable?" Uncle asked.

"Comfortable."

"Look at it, it's still comfortable to take a bath. You young people are ignorant, and you insist on spending a lot of money to wash a single room. Can a single room be so comfortable?"

"You don't work hard, of course it's comfortable to sit here and enjoy it." Song Chi rubbed his father's chubby shoulders vigorously, and said angrily, "I don't let people rub their backs, what's wrong with washing the private room, and it doesn't cost you. "

"You don't spend my money, where does the money come from, it comes from the strong wind."

"My mother gave it to me."

"Your mother's money was also given by me."

"That's what you want to give."

"I said, how can you spend so much money recently? Are you talking about a girlfriend?"

"No way, it doesn't cost me to study. It doesn't cost me to go to school. How much do I spend? You don't think it's too much."

"Let me ask, what are you excited about?"

"I'm not excited." Song Chi said, tapping his father's shoulder vigorously.

"Xiao Yu, right? Tell uncle, did Song Chi talk about it?" Yu Wen, who was closing his eyes and listening to the bickering between the father and son, suddenly heard his name, and said quickly, "No, I haven't heard of this. ah."

"Just because you haven't heard of it doesn't mean you haven't. I see that there are quite a few pretty girls in your class."

Yu Wen: "Isn't this high school? Anyone who wants to fall in love has gone to study."

"It's fine if you don't have one. This student, the most important task is to study. If you finish your studies, what's missing? I'm still worried about a beautiful wife..." The uncle enjoyed his son's massage and taught him again and again.

Yu Wen and Yang Fan stared at the scene in front of them with wide-eyed eyes. They didn't know who Song Chi remembered, and their bodies reacted. The uncle was still talking in front of him, saying that Song Chi's life would be better than death behind his back.

Song Chi beckoned Yu Wen to come over, took over from him to continue the massage, and quietly sat next to Yang Fan, sitting down and shrinking.

"It's useless to have a son, and you have to find someone else to rub your shoulders." The uncle found out that it was Yu Wen after the massage, so he stood up and called the three of them to go out and rub their backs.

This was a scene that Yu Wen Yang Fan had never seen before. A man in red underwear spread a layer of plastic on the bed, asked his uncle to lie down, then soaped, rinsed, and rubbed the flesh on his uncle's back desperately. The chubby fat was rubbed and flowed back and forth on the back. Song Chi stood aside, put his arm around Yang Fan's shoulder, and said, "This is very comfortable."

There was also a young man lying on the bed next to him, making a barking sound, and another young man standing beside him looked at him with an expression of comfort or pain, and laughed loudly in the empty bathroom .

"I can't tell, your butt is quite upturned." The standing young man said.

"roll."

The young man who was lying down was patted and turned over by the master. The master took the bath towel in his hand and rubbed the ashes on the thighs. Under the full attention of his friends, Song Chi, Yu Wen and Yang Fan, the clothes on his body The guy stood up straight, keeping it perpendicular to his body. The scrub master ignored this scene and continued to stick to his post, swinging the guy and rubbing the other leg.

The friend on the side couldn't stand it anymore and left. The eyes of the three children didn't know where to put them, and they turned back to the uncle. The uncle was also going through the same steps. The three stood aside, not knowing what to say. Song Chikai said: "Next time, You must wash the private room by yourself."

"So are we."

Silence, watch silently, laugh silently, wait silently for the next second. "Which one of you will come first."

"No, no, I'm clean enough."

"It's okay, uncle treats you."

"Who is using you to treat guests, hurry up and wash up." Song Chi pushed his father back to the shower head again.

Unexpectedly, when he got back under the shower head, the uncle rubbed himself again, calling Song Chi to rub his back again, Song Chi had a towel on his hand, and said in his mouth: "If you rub your skin again, you will rub it off. "

"What are you afraid of? It's just like this. Your two classmates haven't rubbed them yet, right? After Dad finishes rubbing them for you, you rub them for them."

"No need, uncle, we'll rub it ourselves."

Yu Wen took the bath towel out of Song Chi's basket, rubbed Yang Fan's back with wet water, and whispered in Yang Fan's ear, "When are you leaving?"

Yang Fan bounced away in an instant, and glared at Yu Wen, "Why are you so angry?"

Yu Wen glanced at Yang Fan's whole body, pretending to be amazed and let out a "wow" exclamation, Yang Fan turned to face the wall, poured shampoo on his head and rubbed it on his head, a bunch of bubbles came out, Yu Wen looked at himself His hands were already soaked and turned white, and the skin was wrinkled.

"Uncle, it's dark outside the window, I won't be able to take the bus if I don't go home, I have to go back."

"Is it so late, I'll take you home later."

"No need, we still have to buy something, don't bother, thank you uncle." Yu Wen said as he packed the basket, turned his head and smiled and said to Song Chi, "I'll treat you to dinner later, I'm leaving first."

"Don't, one piece, Dad, I'm leaving, I won't wash it anymore." Song Chi took off the bath towel in his hand, stepped on the smooth floor with small steps, and followed Yang Fan away.

Yu Wen Yang Fan wrapped himself in his clothes and walked out of the bathing center. It was getting dark, and after washing for nearly two hours, the moment he came out, he felt like he was about to fly, and he didn't feel any burden wrapped in a thick cotton coat.

On the way back, the two of them couldn't help laughing out loud, laughing endlessly, just wanting to laugh, thinking of their bodies walking back and forth in the white mist, and their reaction when taking a bath, just couldn't help thinking laugh.

Seeing that there was no one in the street, Yu Wen walked up to Yang Fan, caught off guard and blew a breath from his ear, Yang Fan turned around and grabbed Yu Wen's neck, "I want to die."

"You're so silly laughing." Yang Fan let go, and threw the plastic bag into Yu Wen's arms.

"It's all water, you're sick." There was a watermark on Yu Wen's jacket, and it was sucked in before he could wipe it off.When Yu Wen raised his head to scold Yang Fan, he saw that Yang Fan's face looked like a girl who just came out of the bathroom after lifting the curtain, flushed and pink, Yu Wen was stunned for a moment, and said, "You're blushing." .”

"You too, your face is also red." Yang Fan looked at Yu Wen and said.

"Don't tell me, those girls look really good-looking when they come out of the shower, their blushes look like dolls in New Year pictures." Yu Wen felt that the two of them were standing on the street looking at each other, which was a bit awkward, so he just looked for something to divert Open the topic.

"I saw it too, don't say it, we both think the same thing."

The barber shop was closed, and the two of them walked home. The moment they pushed the door open, the cold wind blowing towards their faces, Yu Wen hurriedly turned on the electric blanket, and his legs would freeze if he stayed on the ground for a second longer.

"Why don't we cut our hair ourselves." Yang Fan found out the scissors, wanting to trim longer hair.

"What if the cut is broken?"

"It's not that the hair is not growing anymore, trust my craftsmanship." Yang Fan said, picked up the scissors and clicked the air.

"Why is the light in this room so dark?" Yang Fan couldn't see clearly, dragged Yu Wen to the light by dragging the chair.

"I don't know, it's dark for a while, bright for a while, it's probably about to die. I want to cut a hair like yours and leave some bangs." Yu Wen made a request.

"You can't cut it, you touch my hair, you touch your hair again, how soft is mine, how hard is yours, besides, you are 1.8 meters five, and you have a child's head shape, is it really okay? "

"I've grown up, I'm 1.8 meters eight, how much are you now, I saw you reaching my head in the shower, how tall are you?"

"I'm older, can I chat? What do you mean I've grown, I must have grown, okay, I'm 1.7 meters nine, and my hair is 1.8 meters two when it's branched."

"You are such a cow, I will cut it for you in a while."

"Try it, I'll shave you off first." Yang Fan said while holding the scissors and making a clicking sound.

The two were chatting idlely under the dim light, groping for a new hairstyle with the sound of scissors and scissors. When they spoke, they ran up with white breath. Yang Fan called Yu Wen convulsively, saying: "Perform Smoking." Then he took a deep breath, pretending to hold the cigarette with both hands, and slowly exhaled the white air from between his fingers.

"You must be sick. Our family has no money. We don't have the spare money to treat your illness."

In the empty restaurant, there was a series of haha ​​laughter. Under the dim light, the two of them looked at the pretty good hairstyle, cleaned up satisfied, and went to bed.

Whether it looks good or not, whether you will regret it or not, is something that will only be considered after the hair is deformed after waking up the next day. Tonight, there is only the joy of exploring a new hairstyle.

The two lay down and chatted. The winter night was not only cold, but also the glass was tightly covered by plastic sheeting, so we couldn't see anything outside the window.

Yang Fan's whole body retracted into the quilt, revealing a head, Yu Wen also obediently huddled aside, motionless, moving the quilt would get a bit of cool breeze, and he couldn't get warm for a long time.

"Let me tell you something, I didn't take any money. We ran out of money after half of the movie was shot. They thought they had to finish the movie, so they didn't get paid, and neither did I."

"It's okay, just come back, we still have money."

"When the movie sells in the future, the money will be released, and it should be soon."

"What movie did you make? It took so long?"

"It's a love movie. Let's watch it later. I played the hero's son from it, but I also had a lot of roles."

"You go to the award ceremony, and they just ask you to act in the play?"

"Well, they want to find someone from mainland China, and a child. I happened to have a few words with the director, and he arranged for me to act. It's a coincidence."

"Are you tired from filming? Why are you so thin?"

"Not tired."

Yu Wen thought for a while, and said: "That day, I called to bother you, or I was too busy talking, so you're not angry, are you?"

"No, why am I angry?"

"I thought you were angry. I thought you wouldn't come back. I scolded you when I got angry. I regretted it after I finished speaking."

Listening to Yu Wen's words, Yang Fan remembered what Li Wenxuan said to himself that night when he was sitting by the window and his eyes were lost. ' At that time, Yang Fan felt inexplicably sour in his heart, and a unique intuition told Yang Fan that when he grew up, he would no longer be able to play carefree like when he was a child.

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