Guandong Yunmengtan

Meng Xiang lives in a B&B next to Tsuruto Park in Ota District. This is an old city in Tokyo, and the rent is relatively low. He rents a two-story wooden building. The landlord lives on the first floor and rents out four rooms on the second floor.The small courtyard connected to the first floor and the courtyard gate are only used by the landlord’s family, and the tenants have to walk on the iron ladder on the outer wall of the wooden building, so there is basically no need to meet the owner.Meng Xiang has lived here for a year and a half, and knows little about the landlord's family. He only knows that the couple have three sons, and the older one is preparing for the college entrance examination.

His room is at the bottom of the corridor, close to the public bathroom, and the rent is the cheapest, at [-] per month. This year it has risen to [-], which is barely affordable. Some time ago, I heard from the Filipino next door that the landlord plans to raise the price next year. I guess I'll have to find another place to live.

Open the door and walk into this "home" of less than ten square meters. It is already 1:10 in the morning, and it is time to go to work after tidying up.He considered whether to take a shower, and went out to look at the notice of "Be careful of cleaning and save water" posted on the bathroom door, and then gave up the idea.The landlady is an extremely mean middle-aged woman. Every time we meet, she complains that the tenants are not hygienic and requires them to clean up the bathroom thoroughly after using it. Once the bathroom outlet pipe was blocked, she came to the house aggressively with a receipt to demand the cleaning fee. , insisting that the water pipe was blocked by Meng Xiang's hair.

Meng Xiang was catching up on sleep at the time, and couldn't stand her nagging, so he honestly handed over 5000 yen. After communicating with the Filipino, he found that the landlord's wife said exactly the same to the two families. The Filipino said he saw the dirt that was cleaned up , that roll of long yellow hair clearly belongs to the Korean girl next door, how can it be blamed on them?So he resolutely refused to pay. It is said that another tenant from Brazil also held the same attitude. In the end, only Meng Xiang was taken advantage of.

Renshan was bullied by others, but he had to bow his head under the eaves. Moving in Japan was no small matter, and he was able to survive until graduation in peace, even if he suffered a small loss.

Anyway, when I go to the market later, I will have to sweat a lot, so let's save this bath for the pine soup.

He climbed on the tatami for 10 minutes, picked up his mobile phone to swipe the buttons, and there were only two or three night owls still active on the friend list, one of them caught his eyes, and he immediately clicked on the profile picture with the remark name "Xiong Kai" , press the phone function key.

A young man with a gentle voice answered the call. Meng wanted to know who it was, and said kindly, "Is it Xu Can? I'm looking for Xiong Kai, please ask him to answer the phone."

The young man named Xu Can also knew him, and said hello politely: "It's Meng Xiang, Xiong Kai is taking a bath, wait a moment, I'll give him the phone."

After a series of slippers, the sound of the door opening and a slight conversation, a rough and friendly local accent came out of the phone.

"Meng Guazi, you stay up late at night, where are you going to steal light bulbs?"

Meng Xiang's emotions warmed up, and he responded happily in Chengdu dialect: "You are the real shrimp. You are still taking a bath in the middle of the night, so you must have done something bad."

This Xiong Kai is his elementary school and high school classmate, nicknamed "Xiong Fat". The body fat rate is 190%, which has nothing to do with being fat at all. The nickname "Xiong Pang" was given to him when he was a child. His old classmates had called him that for more than ten years, but they didn't want to change it. Xiong Pang is easy-going and easy-going, so they let him go.Meng wanted to get along with him when they were young, and when they were adults, they went to Japan to study successively, and they had a common language. Unfortunately, one is in Tokyo and the other is in Osaka. Although we don’t meet often, we chat online every now and then, and we can grasp each other’s movements in the first place. .

"Pang Xiong, let me tell you, I encountered a strange thing today, and it's only shocking to say it."

"What's the matter? Don't say you hit a ghost."

"Hey! I didn't say anything, but I bumped into a ghost and almost took my life away."

Meng Xiang immediately narrated the adventure in Ueno Maobei Park just now, and even described the process of the mysterious young man stripping off his pants and forcibly blowing the flute. It stands to reason that being molested by a man is somewhat shameful, and generally one would not talk to friends about it. To be blunt, the reason why he is so straightforward is because Xiong Pang is a frank gay guy.

This matter deserves to be written in detail. Xiong Pang's obsession has a long history. As early as junior high school, classmates had speculated about his sexual orientation, and it was basically confirmed in high school.Xiong Pang is cheerful, straightforward, and full of self-confidence. He boldly came out of the closet if he disagreed with his family.

The two lived together for a year, and they dated to the point of discussing marriage, but they were messed up by Xiong Pang cheating on him.He fell in love with a Japanese boy who was studying at the University of London at first sight, and hit it off immediately. In order to pursue him, he went to Osaka for a private meeting under the guise of returning to China to visit relatives.Before long, the incident happened.The British sweetheart learned that she had been cheated and broke up angrily. Xiong Pang rushed back to London and knelt down to beg for mercy but failed to save her true love.

After he was discharged from the hospital, he came to Osaka again, wanting to seek comfort in the arms of a Japanese mistress, but who knows that the prostitute is also unpredictable, Xiong Pang went back to London, and he fell in love with an American uncle on the back, after Xiong Pang knew I almost lost my breath and fell into a long and lifeless depression.In those days, the books posted on the Internet were "Complete Suicide Manual" and "Death Confession of a Lovelorn", which frightened the friends for a while, for fear that one day they would receive a call to "fight the fire".

After these two heavy blows, he vowed never to engage in transnational romances again, resolutely exporting to domestic sales, and only staring at the male compatriots who are pleasing to the eye.God is so pitiful, when he was living in Osaka, he met a gentle and lovely young gay guy from Suzhou. From this, he was rejuvenated and started a sweet and lingering third spring. This third true love is Xu Can.Xiong Fat took him as his sweetheart, and gave up his studies in the UK in order to be with him forever, and moved to Osaka to study. He is currently studying for a master's degree at the Graduate School of Science at Osaka University. Xu Can is a senior student at the Department of Economics of Kinki University in the same city. Preparing to apply for the graduate school at Osaka University, it can be said that the husband and wife follow each other, and they are very affectionate in daily life. Both of them have plans to live forever.

However, Xiong Pang's infatuation does not mean concentration. He called Xu Can "the white rose in life" in a private chat with Meng Xiang. With white roses, there will naturally be corresponding red roses. Break down below.

After listening to Meng Xiang's dictation of the anecdote, Xiong Pang was deeply suspicious.

"The Dragon Gate Formation is so mysteriously arranged, isn't it a joke?"

"Which bitch is bragging, it's not like you don't know me, and you've never lied about me in the future."

"It's not daylight, it's your baby having a dream. It must be because you haven't had a thug or a gun for a long time, and you're panicking."

"Hey! I'm serious, you've twisted my ribs, I knew I wouldn't have a ball and told you!"

Being questioned repeatedly, Meng Xiang was so impatient that he got angry at his old friend. Seeing that he was serious, Xiong Fat immediately got excited.

"There really is such a thing, come and show me, what does that baby look like?"

As a gay guy, he doesn't think there is anything wrong with being sexually harassed by a man, he only focuses on the other person's appearance, just like many wretched men nowadays are accidentally squeezed into their buttocks by women in crowded places. He smiles and says he has earned it, but if he looks apologetic, he will be full of disgust and curse bad luck.

This was not the subject of Meng Xiangxiang's discussion, and he answered embarrassingly in line with the principle of honesty: "Looking... not bad."

"How can I do it? Tell me in detail!"

"It's just... delicate features, pink pouty, I thought she was a pretty girl at a glance, but after a closer look, she was a man, a bit like the male version of an inflatable doll..."

"Oh my god, it's so superb!"

Xiong Pang seems to have taken a stimulant with added ingredients, his voice emits thousands of lights, and he doesn't stop patting water in the bathtub.

"You're lucky baby, I'm hard-pressed to hear it so well."

"Please, please! I'm not crooked. I was suddenly pressed on the mouth by a man and kissed. I caught the cock's mouth. I almost broke my waist at that time. My brain is still numb just thinking about it."

Meng Xiang rubbed his elbow without any goosebumps, but his face was so hot that his hands were hot. After a little recollection, the mysterious young man's rippling eyes flashed in his mind, scratching his head and flirting coquettishly. .

Xiong Pang laughed straight, unspeakably obscene, his age is more than ten years old, his love history spans the north and the south, he is well-informed and has experienced many battles, so he can naturally understand the true meaning of the samadhi, and immediately bluntly said Pierce your friend's reserved mask.

"Don't fake it. If it's really disgusting, you have to force yourself to ejaculate. If you feel good, say you're good. There's nothing you dare to admit."

Meng Xiang was annoyed: "He buried himself in his head and raised his mouth. He is scarier than an airplane cup. There is nothing wrong with me. How can I not cum when I look like that!?"

Xiong Pang laughed wildly when he heard the words: "After a long time, you insisted on using that airplane cup, that's right, I didn't give this gift for nothing."

It turned out that for Meng Xiang's birthday last year, Xiong Pang spent a lot of money to buy the latest airplane cup as a gift, so that he could chat with each other in his lonely single life.Meng Xiang felt that it was not something a decent person did. After receiving the gift, he even scolded him. Later, he couldn't help being curious and opened it up to try it. Said that he had never used it, and today he accidentally let it go, I can't blame him for making a big mockery.

"I only used it once, why are you so tight you are laughing? Did you piss after eating Mrs. Xiao?"

Meng Xiang gritted his teeth to give a warning, Xiong Pangling calmed down and turned to comfort: "Don't be nervous, this kind of thing is normal, that organ will harden if you take it casually, you said it is like using a masturbation cup Pretty much, then treat that baby as a masturbation cup. I know you have left a shadow in your mind, watch more A and movies, find some beautiful women to wash your eyes, and you will be fine in a few days."

After a pause, he asked curiously, "Where is that baby from?"

Meng Xiang had calmed him down, and said softly, "That's where the accent comes from."

Xiong Pang praised: "Your baby can do it, this dish is just for the glory of the country."

"What are you fighting for?"

"Earlier they Japanese devils invaded China and captured our country's sisters as comfort women. Now you come to Japan and let the boys of their country kneel and lick without doing anything. Chicken, Babi, the charge of the Eighth Route Army, The gun is still strong."

One side supports the other side. Chengdu has been a place of idleness since ancient times. Residents have enough food and clothing to live comfortably. The incumbents were all hooked by his rhetoric.Meng Xiang lacks a sense of humor and failed to inherit the folk customs of Bashu. He always made fun of him when chatting with Xiong Pang, and this time is no different.

"You just have to find something to say. You are more fierce than fierce. You not only make the little Japanese kneel and lick, but also turn them upside down. I am a submachine gun, and you are a mortar."

The words pointed directly at Xiong Fatty's previous romantic history, which immediately annoyed him, and complained: "I told you not to mention this matter, and you still want to mention it? That was the biggest mistake I made in my life. I fell into the trap of Japanese secret agents." , Betrayed the Allied Forces, and I regretted it from time to time. Anyway, I have killed the Japanese, no matter how good-looking I am, I will be rotten in one day."

Meng Xiang knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, and stuck out his tongue secretly. Back then when Pang Pang and the Japanese mistress were entangled, he praised him for being a queen. He had committed a lot of mean things in front of that little devil. I can guess a thing or two about the situation, kneeling and licking must be inevitable, and it is estimated that the licking is not a normal part - Xiong Pang said himself that he likes to lick the chrysanthemum for Xiaoshou...

The conversation entered the wrong point, and the steering wheel had to be turned in time. In the end, it was Xiong Pang who reacted quickly and took the initiative to say: "How are you doing recently? Have you paid your tuition?"

Meng wanted to explain the current situation depressingly, and the rich and hungry man sighed: "Why are you getting more and more frustrated, people like you work all day long and get rich, and you are so poor that you can't even pay your tuition. "

Meng Xiang has known him for many years, and has long been accustomed to his style. He doesn't think he is disobedient, and he has a generous and tolerant personality, and he cooperates with him in self-deprecation: "I don't know why I am so frivolous. The foreign students I met seemed like a All of them are richer than me, and they all applied for a tuition waiver, but their grades in school were not as good as mine."

"Didn't I tell you a long time ago that your current situation is putting the cart before the horse. You only know how to work part-time all day, and you don't know how to build relationships with teachers in the school's academic affairs office, and you don't socialize with classmates. The Japanese hate people who don't fit in. Of course I'm not comfortable with you anymore."

If you want to apply for tuition waiver at a university in Japan, you must get all excellent grades in all subjects, but the teacher's comments are also very important.Meng Xiang has been working part-time since he entered school, and he has no time to establish a good relationship with the teachers in charge of academic affairs, and he never participates in the seminars under the professors. Unfortunately, over time, he gets a bad review of "aloof, indifferent, and poor communication". Those who failed the list were forced to fall into a vicious cycle of only relying on part-time jobs to pay high tuition fees.

"Is there any way to do it? I can't drive without a part-time job. I have heavy study tasks. I don't even get enough sleep. How can I have time to socialize. Fortunately, good scholarships are only evaluated by grades, otherwise I would be even more annoyed."

"Don't be busy with part-time work, ask your mother to send more money, spend a semester dedicated to dealing with interpersonal relationships, first exempt (cheat) the quota reduction and exemption, and then talk about it."

"I can't do it. I didn't ask for money from my family in the first year I came to Japan. My parents are both retired and in poor health. They mortgaged a house for me the year before last, and I have to pay more than 3000 a month. Confession, how can I have the heart to ask them to take money again."

Thinking of his parents who are far away in his hometown, Meng Xiang only feels guilty. Most of his former classmates have entered the workplace, earning money to support their families, and they can take care of themselves no matter how bad they are. The comparison makes him feel ashamed.When he was young, he was excellent in character and learning, and everyone praised him for his promise in the future. He also determined to be an accomplished person to give back to his parents.His parents paid a lot for him. Needless to say, he raised him and studied, and bought the mortgage house for him to start a family smoothly in the future. The down payment of tens of thousands was spent on the family savings, and he had to bear the mortgage for 30 years. Originally, he wanted to repay it by himself. For the monthly payment, the elders also pitied him for his hard-earned money, and insisted on using his pension to repay the loan on his behalf. He lived frugally all day long, and when he was sick, he bought some medicine at his own discretion, and dared not go to the hospital unless it was absolutely necessary.This debt of kindness often makes him sleepless at night. He wished he could get his degree immediately, end his life as a drifter and return to China to start a business, without being a burden on his parents' shoulders.

Xiong Fatty lacks empathy for the common people, but as a rich second generation with a conscience, he still has a lot of sympathy. When a friend is in trouble, he should help him, so he immediately expressed his position boldly: "Shouting Dad will take [-] yen to moisten it." .”

"Calling Dad" is a unique humor of Chengdu people, and it is not a rare food, but Meng Xiang is unwilling to accept it.One is that Xiong Pang has borrowed several money before, and there is still 25 yen outstanding so far. New debts weigh on old debts, and it will be even more difficult to repay in the future.The second is that Xiong Pang himself is not generous, and he is still a "stingy family boy" recommended by his classmates, which belongs to the category of "the more you have, the more picky you are".His life motto is "Only my wife can use my money", and it is not easy for outsiders to eat a popsicle from him.When he was a child, he was also very stingy with Meng Xiang, but since high school he suddenly changed, giving gifts and entertaining guests with pride, and he never forgets to give out red envelopes during the holidays, all of which are auspicious numbers like 666, 888, and 999.

Meng Xiang once wondered if this gay man had any unruly intentions towards him, but later he confirmed that he was thinking too much, but he couldn't find any other reason to explain why he treated him differently, and finally he forced himself to conclude that Fatty Xiong really took He treats him exceptionally well as a buddy.

As the saying goes, "friendship is a matter of both sides." To be a person, one must treat others' righteousness as a shortcut to rely on tricks and take advantage of others. This is Meng Xiang's family motto and his principle of dealing with things. The aid of [-] yen.

"Forget it, I can still solve it myself. I will go to the school to ask for mercy tomorrow, and it may take two months."

"If you delay it for a long time, you will eventually have to pay it back, or I will find a way for you."

"What can I do?"

"I told you, last time I met a rich Yujie in Tokyo. She likes to fuck Chinese men the most. The day before yesterday she asked me to introduce her boyfriend again. That woman was very generous. Just issue a secondary card, and the bill will be signed for millions of millions. I have seen her two previous boyfriends, both of whom are cowardly and short, and they are simply incomparable to you. I guess she saw you The saliva is dripping on the chest, you might as well collude with her for two months, until she pays the tuition for you, then let go."

This idea is like porridge with preserved eggs and lean meat that has been left for a week in the dog days, it is so rotten that it tastes salty.

Meng Xiang was furious: "You want to call me a duck? Get the hell out of here!"

Xiong Pang hurriedly persuaded: "Oh, you just can't figure it out, that ghost girl is not only a rich woman, but also talented, tall, thin, and beautiful. Originally, rich men are more likely to pursue her. If you have a bag, you like to take care of Chinese men. Finding her is purely for fun, and you don’t need to talk about feelings. It’s like a whore of a high-end chicken, and you can get paid, which is not good.”

"What a hammer! Xiong Wensang, I'll tell you, no matter how poor I am, I still have the backbone, don't do those dirty things, and talk nonsense with me, I will never look down on you from now on!"

Meng Xiang roared in anger, forgetting that the night was quiet and the old Japanese-style building had poor sound insulation.The roar was still echoing between the walls, and a shrill scream downstairs pierced through the floor windows like a relay, whistling and circling in the quiet alley, startling the crows roosting nearby.

The tune-changed roar was mixed with crying and cursing. Meng wanted to recognize the voice as the eldest son of the landlord's family who was preparing for the exam. Hearing him scold "damn Chinese" and "kill them all" hoarsely and incoherently, his emotions were extreme. Out of control, and Meng Xiang also guessed the reason for the loss of control.

The sense of crisis that everyone criticized hit the top of his head like a waterfall, and he was stunned, watching another danger approaching him step by step with a bloated body.