【Gao Gui】The Glorious Years

1945.6 Shinsuke Takasugi

I was suddenly afraid to go near the wig.

God seems to be competing with the fetters of human beings. The more you care about who, the more he wants to take away.Miu lost Shinpachi, and Hijikata lost Okita.Will I lose my wig?I dare not think.

He also laughed less and less, and was in a daze for a long time every night.I looked at him, but his eyes were evasive.I know he's scared too.Neither of us said it explicitly, but we knew it from each other.

Last month he said that after the war he wanted to go back to the place where he lived before and eat the Okinawa ramen sold downstairs. I teased him and said that I don’t have any special feelings for ramen. I just want to get rid of the social life and find a place to eat him. up.He blushed again.I really like his expression, even if I do it ten thousand times, I'm still ashamed.

I've been thinking a lot about the past lately.When I was a neighbor, I always took other children to bully him. He never took hard things, and he still refused to cry or beg for mercy when he was played around. He always looked at me with the expression of a strong man.Even when they are older, they study together, and the two of them always love to compete with each other. No. 1 is either me or him.But the strange thing is that when I was ten years old, I got sores on my face, and other classmates avoided me as a monster, but he treated me closer than before, so I stopped pulling his hair to play with.

How did it become what it is today?I can't tell either.I don’t know when I found that I especially love to watch him. He looks down and writes alone in the school, looking serious like a little sheep concentrating on grazing. His eyelashes are so long, and a little black shadow is cast under his eyes, which makes me feel so serious. Suddenly want to reach out to sweep away the little haze.Finally, I couldn't help but moved closer, not with my hands, but with my mouth.The pen in his hand fell to the ground immediately, and he was about to bend down to pick it up, but somehow I grabbed his head and squeezed his bright lips tightly.He didn't resist from the beginning to the end, as if he was frightened stupid by my sudden stormy kiss.He still didn't move until I grabbed my schoolbag and left the school.

He was waiting for me in the alley on the way to school the next day, and I waited for him to speak without saying a word, feeling a little gloating in my heart.He asked me seriously why I did that the day before, and I said there was no reason, I just wanted to kiss him suddenly.

But what I didn't expect was his next move.He walked up to me, closed his eyes and stuck up.

He was shorter than me then and had to stand on tiptoe to reach my lips.And he was still clumsy, so he just kissed me on the nose in a random way, and then asked me, what about now.

I held his face again and demonstrated the standard action for him.I turned my face slightly to one side and said I liked it, but it was more comfortable this way.

He frowned and said that you should treat me better in the future.When he said this, his breath intertwined with mine, and I suddenly didn't want to go to school, and wanted to just play perverted teenage games with him in the alley for the rest of my life.

Then began an uncontrollable physical intimacy, or is it... love?In short, it would be hard not to kiss him for a day.I've never smoked opiates, but I guess the feeling of being addicted should be the same.Sometimes in an empty alleyway, sometimes in a hidden flower bush, sometimes pretending to work hard, deliberately staying until all the classmates have left, pressing him on the desk and kissing him fiercely.I bite him too, and he doesn't seem to hate it.

The first time I did it was at the age of 16.

Of course I did my homework beforehand.Both parents had to work that day, so I encouraged him to skip school and brought him to my house.He seemed prepared, and when I ripped his uniform off he just blushed rather than panicked.I couldn't help but ask him why he was so frank no matter what he did, as if it was only right and proper.But he asked me strangely, should I be ashamed to sleep with the person I like?I laughed.He said I was someone he liked and I was really happy.

That time I used up all my tenderness because I was afraid of his pain.He didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, and trembled violently in the middle, but he calmed down after being comforted by my kind words.I didn't notice until the end that he had bitten his lip.I carefully licked the blood off his lips.I said it was hard, sorry, I have no experience.But he immediately hugged my neck tightly, saying that this is the case anyway, if you don’t want me in the future, I will kill you.I buried my face in his sweaty neck, and his long, soft hair tickled me.I said yes, if I abandon you, you can kill me, but I don't think that possibility exists.

I am telling the truth.From the moment he stared at those clear eyes and asked me "Should I be ashamed to sleep with the person I like", I blocked all my escape routes, and I told myself that I would occupy this simple-minded person for the rest of my life , must be him.

Neither me nor the wig are very low-key people, and soon someone began to judge us for being too close.The principal talked to our respective parents.My mom cried all day at home and said she had never been so ashamed.My dad slapped me several times, saying he was going to move house, transfer me to another school, and in short, never let me have anything to do with wigs again.I calmly said it was futile, and asked me to part with him unless I died.My dad was so angry that he coughed and took me out of the house. He said yes, then get the hell out of here. I don't have such an unworthy son like you.

When I was wandering the streets, I met Wig. His eyes were blue, and he was obviously beaten by his father.After we laughed at each other for a while, the wig said, what to do, you can't marry me, and the family will never agree.

I looked at his bruised face and felt a sudden pain in my heart.I have never loved anyone since I grew up, and no one needs my love. Everyone loves me, from parents to teachers.The pitiful appearance of the wig touched a certain string in me. I couldn't restrain myself from kissing his swollen eyes. I said, I will take you away, no matter where you go, you have to follow me.

For the first time, he showed a little weakness in front of me, and the tears that rose rapidly in his eyes almost overflowed, but he wiped them clean in time.He faced me directly and said to me seriously, I will go with you, I will go with you wherever I go.

At that moment I realized that he was taller than me.I pressed his head and said, also, you are not allowed to stand so straight in the future, do you hear me?

He laughed like a fool.