PARASITE PARADISE

3. The skirt torn in the rain

Paradise City in August is always rainy and hot, and the humid air penetrates into your body through your pores, itching every cell of your body, making you feel uncomfortable all over.Youyu hates rain extremely, even though there is a word "rain" in his name.

The arrival of the rainy season made Youyu hate it even more, so he, who has always been willful, took all the one-month vacations that he could apply for every year at once, so every August Youyu would stay at home and take the time to go out. times are reduced to a minimum.

"Mr. Youyu, remember to take back the clothes on the balcony in the afternoon, and then just put them on the sofa." Cicada put on her clothes, carried her bag and went to the entrance to change her shoes. She turned her head and glanced at Mr. Youyu who was curled up on the sofa. He shook his head helplessly.

Call him again to remind him when the time comes, Cicada thought so, then opened the door and walked out.

It was only two o'clock when I arrived at the bar, but there were already many people enjoying themselves in it. The bar here is different from ordinary bars, because most of them are parasites and half-worms, so some of them are due to their own hosts. There is a gate control, so they can't party all night, they can only choose to come here to indulge in the afternoon to evening.

At this time, Zong Mu had already changed his clothes and came out of the locker room. He saw Cicada walking in and greeted him naturally. Cicada just nodded slightly and walked to his locker with his bag in his arms. He came in, leaned against the wall beside him and asked, "Cicada, where's your brand?"

"In the bag." Cicada replied.

"You don't wear it? I didn't see you wearing it last time. Don't you like it?"

Cicada was stunned for a moment, then took out her electronic card from the bag, put it aside, said "no" and took out the women's clothing in the bag, but Cicada soon found that her skirt was forgotten. brought.

"What's the matter, did you forget to bring your clothes?"

"Well..." Cicada recalled what happened just now, and it took a while to realize that Mr. Youyu called him to make tea for him when he was about to stuff the skirt into the bag, and then Mr. Youyu He chatted for a while, and then because he was about to be late, he forgot that the skirt was still in the closet and went out.

"May I borrow it from you? I have a spare set, anyway, we are about the same size." Zongmu didn't wait for Cicada to agree, he opened his own cabinet door, took out a long black dress and handed it to Cicada , "Here, I will borrow from you, don't thank me."

"..." Cicada looked at the skirt that was caught in front of him, and hesitated to speak, but he had no extra clothes, and Zongmu was the only one who had a good relationship here, so he accepted it very disgustingly. After passing through that skirt, I still didn't forget to say: "It's really earthy."

"As long as a person is good-looking, any kind of rustic clothes can make flowers look good, do you understand?" Zong Mu has gradually developed immunity to the cicada's poisonous tongue, and now he can respond to the cicada's poisonous tongue very calmly.

After changing her clothes, Cicada picked up one side of the electronic card and hung it around her neck, buttoned it up, then turned the electronic card to the back of her neck, lifted up her silver-white wig, and covered the electronic card under her long hair.

Then he walked out of the locker room with Zongmu and started today's work.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Youyu, who was taking a nap, suddenly woke up. She was frightened awake and had a not-so-good dream. This made Youyu feel a little dazed when she woke up, and it took him a while to fully wake up.

"It's been so long..." You Yu murmured, he turned over and lifted the quilt and sat up on the sofa, picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table beside him and opened it, and found that there were no messages or calls. He put down his phone in disappointment, got up and wobbled to the balcony with his slippers on. He opened the balcony door and walked out. He suddenly remembered something and turned back to the living room. When he returned to the balcony, he had an extra bag in his hand. cigarette.

You Yu lay on the railing, leaned out, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it, put it in his mouth, took a big drag and then poured it out slowly.

He leaned on the railing with his elbows, and looked at the scenery blocked by various high-rise buildings. After a while, he shifted his gaze to his own eyes. Looking at the sparse crowd, a gust of wind blew away You Yu's long hair. When she got up, Youyu felt the wind, and her body supporting the railing stretched out a little unconsciously, as if she wanted to follow the wind to an unknown distance.

Youyu flicked the cigarette lightly with his fingers, and the falling ash was quickly taken away by the wind. Youyu's gaze turned to the direction where the wind left, and he looked for a long time before taking his gaze back.Youyu looked up at the sky, and found that a dark cloud had already run over his head at some point. At this moment, Youyu vaguely remembered what Cicada Lin had explained before he left the house. He turned around and looked at the few hanging on the balcony Wearing a T-shirt and casual shorts, he stretched his waist and said to himself: "I will take the initiative today, and let the cicada praise me when I come back."

You Yu casually threw the unfinished cigarette butt out of the window, then he tiptoed to take off the clothes of Cicada on the clothes rail one by one and carried them on his arms, then he stepped out of the balcony and walked to Cicada's room .

"It's rare to be hardworking, so let's help him hang up his clothes and see how he will praise me when he comes back." Thinking like this, You Yu walked into Cicada's room happily humming a little song.

To be honest, You Yu seldom goes to Cicada’s room, because he thinks it would be bad if he bumps into some puberty secrets. Although You Yu is a very late bloomer, he still has his own little secrets during puberty, such as The room is full of photos of people he likes and so on, so he can understand that cicadas who are in puberty will probably have their own secrets.

"But just this time, and I only put two pieces of clothes, so it shouldn't be such a coincidence that I ran into the secret..." Youyu hesitated for a while but decided to make an exception this time, he hugged the clothes and hummed an unknown song, Opened Cicada's wardrobe door.

If you can regret it, if you can not make an unnecessary move, if you can never make an exception.

After all, the rain outside the window fell, and it was a heavy rain at the beginning, like God overturned the bathtub angrily above the clouds. The heavy rain poured down, washing away the silence of the afternoon.

The clothes on You Yu's arm fell to the ground because of the slipping of the arm, and You Yu looked at the clothes in the closet that were particularly conspicuous among the pile of inconspicuous T-shirts and shirts and couldn't calm down for a long time.

That was a skirt, that was a short skirt with big flowers, and more importantly, that skirt didn't look like an ordinary girl's size.

Youyu took a step forward and bent down to pick up the skirt. He looked at the skirt and then at the storage box in the closet. A bad thought flashed through his mind. Youyu refused to believe the facts in front of him, but And desperately wanted to confirm his terrible idea.

Finally, he stretched out his hand. He opened the storage box and found a whole box of women's clothing that had been neatly folded inside.

Why not a picture of a girl, or a girl's name, or a video that shouldn't be there, whatever, but why—

It happens to be women's clothing.

Cicada likes girls so want to become a girl?

Does Cicada wear women's clothes to some ugly places?

Is the cicada dressed in women's clothing to serve some perverted perverted hobby?

Countless questions flashed in You Yu's mind, and the sudden shock made You Yu unable to think. He thought of all the past, the night when he cried until his voice became hoarse because of a girl, and also remembered that he had liked What the person said to himself.

It was like a bomb that had been forgotten for many years, and it was accidentally discovered that this gun was still useful, and then the gun was ignited inadvertently, causing You Yu to be caught off guard and unable to speak.

But what he found immediately made Youyu's mood more complicated. He found a wrinkled photo in the pile of women's clothes. The person in the photo was someone he was familiar with and could no longer be familiar with——

My college self.

At this moment, the cell phone in the living room rang.

Youyu came back to his senses, took the skirt and stepped on the clothes that fell on the floor and walked towards the living room. He pressed the answer button, and a familiar voice came from his ear: "Mr. Youyu, are you awake?"

"Um……"

"It's raining outside, please go to the balcony to collect your clothes and put them on the sofa. I'll go back to clean up after get off work."

"Um……"

"Mr. Youyu? What's wrong with your voice, are you uncomfortable?"

"cicada……"

"What's wrong, Mr. Youyu, your voice is not right..."

"Cicada!" You Yu didn't know what to say, he didn't know what mood he was in, and he didn't know if he was angry. He really wanted to express his emotions, but he couldn't say anything when the words came to his mouth. .

"Mr. Youyu? What's the matter with you, Mr. Youyu? Are you okay?" Cicada became anxious on the other side. Usually, if he asked Mr. Youyu for help, he would always act coquettishly at himself for a while, but today it was not so Sure, are you sick?Or was there an accident?Cicada didn't have time to think, he immediately turned around and rushed to the locker room, and said to the phone: "Mr. Youyu, wait for me, I will go back right away."

After hanging up the phone, You Yu put down the phone, and he opened the door of the house with the short skirt in his arms and went downstairs.

Because of the sudden heavy rain, there were fewer people on the street, and there were only cars passing by quickly from time to time. Because Youyu's home is an apartment next to the road, there is a straight road when you go downstairs. Youyu is like this Standing at the stairs wearing a thin vest and cropped trousers, he hugged his short skirt tightly and squatted down slowly against the wall.

"You Yu, I was confessed."

"A very lovely girl."

"I decided to date her. In fact, I have liked her for a long time."

"From the first day I met her, I was attracted to her."

"But I didn't expect her to confess to me first, which made me a little embarrassed."

"And she's..."

Why do I have to think about it again, ah...it seems to be raining like today.

I'm in a bad mood, and I don't know why I'm so angry, it's just the thought of...

Could it be that I am so hated by God, taking away my cherished people from me again and again, I am so embarrassed, or is it pulling my hair and refusing to let me go?

"Ha... Youyu, Mr. Youyu?" When Chan rushed home, he found Mr. Youyu huddled by the stairs on the first floor. He immediately wanted to go forward and hug Mr. Youyu, but he saw Youyu The skirt in the hands of Mr.

"Cicada..." Youyu slowly raised his head, looked at the complex expression of the cicada and suddenly laughed, he returned to his usual demeanor, with a coquettish smile, squatted on the ground with his arms outstretched, and said coquettishly: "Cicada, Pick me up."

"Hmm..." Cicada was stunned for a moment, then bent down and hugged Mr. Youyu, trying to lift him up, but Mr. Youyu pulled him down with all his strength, so he turned into Cicada, kneeling and hugging him. It's raining.

"Youyu first..." Mr. Youyu hugged her neck tightly before Chan finished speaking, and Youyu whispered in Chan's ear, "Cicada, do you want to become a girl?"

"Huh? No..." Cicada knew that his fetishism revealed that he was trying to organize his words to explain it, but he didn't expect that Mr. Youyu would think this way, "Mr. Youyu, I'm sorry, I didn't intend to hide this from you something."

"Huh? Isn't it, then you will wear women's clothing to serve some perverts?"

"No! Of course not! How could I do that kind of thing..."

"Then explain it to me."

Cicada told Mr. Youyu everything about how she was bullied in the orphanage and was forced to wear women's clothes, so she found that she didn't reject this special hobby. Youyu listened to Cicada's explanation very quietly.

"So you're working in a bar in the Underground Street now?"

"Well, but Mr. Youyu, don't worry that I didn't provide that kind of service...I, I won't do anything to be sorry for Mr. Youyu."

"Good boy." You Yu put his arms around Cicada, and stroked Cicada's soft hair with one hand along the back of Cicada's rain-stained neck. His nose rubbed against Cicada's neck, and his warm breath swept over his collarbone , her lips brushed the cicada's skin lightly from time to time, this is a coquettish method that Youyu doesn't often use, it is a nirvana that she only uses when she makes a major mistake, every time at this time, the cicada will helplessly forgive herself and turn around Go clean up your own mess.

"Cicada, do you have a girl you like?"

"No, but I have someone I like."

"Really..." You Yu's tone dropped significantly, and he continued in a jealous tone: "What kind of person is he?"

"He is a very capricious person, with a lot of petty tempers, and is very easy to get jealous, but at the same time, he also needs protection."

"Why does this person have so many shortcomings? I know what kind of vision you have. It can't compare to one ten-thousandth of your father's."

"What if the person I like is Mr. Youyu?"

After a long time, Cicada sometimes thinks that if he can keep this matter buried in his heart, then he will suffer less damage, and whether he can live like Mr. Youyu pretending that nothing happened for the rest of his life.

If you are not greedy, if you are not eager, if people can not have so many desires, will the final result be slightly different?Maybe we will become strangers, maybe we will get along with each other in silence for a lifetime, maybe this is a good ending.

But I clearly know the result and what I will become in the end, I still want to hug this person in front of me, I still want to lend my chest to him for a while, I still want to love him and give him love All loving and possessive.

But I'm jealous, I'm jealous of his heart, I'm jealous of the face reflected in his eyes.

Later, the short skirt with big flowers was thrown by Mr. Youyu on the side of the road. I walked into the elevator with the thin Mr. Youyu in my arms. The moment I entered, I looked back at the woman who was lying quietly in the water. The skirt, which is one of my favorite skirts, was ruthlessly discarded in the rain by Mr. Youyu.

I seemed to see that the skirt was torn by something, and the hem of the skirt became tattered, like a raped girl lying on the side of the road calling for help, but I chose to ignore it.

Because I have something more important than that in my arms.

He will bring me infinite pain and despair in the future, but he is still the person I love deeply.

Mr. Youyu, is my vision ten thousand times better than my father's?

Because I chose you in the end, didn't I?

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Extra 01

The 11-year-old Cicada has a perfect life and a happy family. Like all innocent children, he has many problems every day.

"Dad, when are we going to the north to find Uncle Youyu?" Cicada hugged the cute rabbit baby and ran to his father who was buried in his work. Can I go by myself when I grow up? Dad won’t go.”

"Huh? Why, Dad and Uncle Youyu were best friends before?" Chan pouted while hugging the rabbit doll and lowered his head. In his plan, he would go to the north with his father.

"If Dad and you both go to the north, who will take care of Mom?" Cicada's father never raised his head. Cicada knows that his father's words are always promises, and he will never go back on his promises and cannot promise There must be a reason for the father himself, and the sensible cicada never asked his father when he was going to the north.

But he would still pester his father to tell him the story of his father and Uncle Youyu's youth, and every time at this time his father would tease Cicada, saying: "Cicada likes to hear about Uncle Youyu and I so much, does he like Youyu?" Uncle?"

"Hmm! I think Uncle Youyu's long hair is very beautiful!"