how to chase boys

I went into the bathroom after Tang Shi took a shower. The mirror was full of steam. I turned on the faucet and poured some water on the mirror with my hands.

The fog on the mirror turned into water when it cooled, and the mirror surface became clear again.

I stood in front of the sink and looked at myself in the mirror, stretched out my hands and pinched my face, and felt that my eyes were too big and my eyelids were too thin, and I looked a little less masculine.

That's not a mother... I thought about what Yan He said, and made a fierce expression in the mirror.

The me in the mirror also looked at me fiercely with my small white teeth bared. I patted my face with satisfaction, thinking that I must be more aggressive in the future.

The bathroom was full of steam, and the mirror that had just been splashed with water was soon occupied by fog again.

With my fingertips, I drew a snarky face on the mirror, took a new toothbrush from the cabinet, and started brushing.

I put a plaster on my waist and couldn't take a bath, so I simply washed up and came out of the bathroom with slippers on.

The slippers rattled on the ground, leaving a string of water stains on the floor I walked on.

Tang Shi was smoking in the room again, I went to the window and opened it, leaving only a layer of gauze.

"Tang time."

He was sitting at the table smoking a cigarette, I snuggled up to him and sat down, Tang Shi was biting a cigarette in his mouth, and lazily raised his eyelids, "What are you doing?"

There was no ashtray on the table, but a small pot of cactus. The poor cactus was struggling to grow in a piece of soot, and there were a few cigarette butts stuck in the nutrient soil it depended on for survival.

The wind at night is very comfortable, but it blows all the smoke in my direction.

I sniffed the smell of smoke in the air. The smell of nicotine mixed with mint was not unpleasant. When I turned to look at Tang, I asked, "Am I pretty?"

Tang Shi took a breath and didn't speak. I continued, "They all say I look like my mother, what do you think..."

"Stop!" Tang Shi pressed the cigarette butt directly into the cactus flowerpot, "Just ask what you want."

I answered quickly: "Am I a mother?"

"..."

Tang Shi looked at me for a while, and just when I suspected that he thought I had asked a mentally retarded question and didn't want to answer me, Tang Shi said, "Do you still remember that you put on lipstick in front of the mirror in your room?"

"That's lipstick," I correct him, "lipstick."

"Ha," Tang Shi looked at me irrationally, "Is there any difference? Is there any difference between your lipstick and your lipstick?"

The night insect outside the window was chirping softly, I stared at Tang Shi, reacted for a while, and then said in shock: "So you actually always think I'm a bitch? You—"

"Keep your voice down."

Tang Shi scolded me softly, "My mother is asleep."

I ground my back molars, and really wanted to explain to Tang Shi that I'm not a bitch, but some things are getting darker and darker, it's better to keep my mouth shut.

I stopped talking and looked at the potted soot cactus on the table in front of me, which looked like an abstract work of art.

"Okay," Tang Shi twitched his lips, "I'm just kidding you, Yan He is just an idiot, you don't need to pay attention to him."

He propped his chin with his hands, turned slightly to my side, and looked at me with interest.

Tang shi likes to play basketball. The muscles on his arms have taken shape, and when he clenches his fists, he can stretch out a very aggressive silhouette.

Tang Shi is very different from me. He liked to fight with children since he was a child. When I was still in the kindergarten with milk candies to coax little girls, he would press the children on the ground and beat them.

My mother is so strict with me, I have been a "child of other people's family" since I was a child, but I really envy Tang shi.

I remember when I was in the second or third grade, a few students in the class were jealous of the teacher who always praised me in class, blocked me in my seat after school and refused to let me go, and waited until everyone in the class was gone. Pulled from my seat, they spat at me, called me a fat pig, and called me a teller.

I went home and told my mother, and the next day my mother took my hand and went to the principal's office to say something, and the principal assured my mother that he would warn those students.

But what’s the point of warning seven or eight-year-old children? They still blocked me after school, continued to say that I was a complainer, and threatened to throw small stones at the glass of my house on Saturday.

Those childish methods may seem funny now, but at the time I was terrified, and I didn't dare to continue to complain, so I could only go to Tang Shi crying and tell him that I was being bullied.

The best way to deal with the evil forces of elementary school students is to use violence to control violence. On the day I finished crying with Tang Shi, he took my hand to trouble those classmates. He was one level higher than us, and he looked very fierce. Those classmates were frightened into quails by him, and they promised him that they would never dare to block me after school again.

With Tang Shi's backing, I became more courageous. I hid behind Tang Shi and said, "Then you are not allowed to call me a fat pig."

One classmate stomped viciously, "You are a big fat pig! Who made you so fat!"

I cried and ran home, hugging my dad's leg and whining, my dad didn't know what happened, so he picked me up from the ground and asked me what was wrong.

I cried: "They said I was a fat pig..."

My dad: "...poof."

My eyes and nose were red, and I hiccupped in my dad's hand, asking him, "Dad, are you laughing at me?"

"How could Dad laugh at you?" My dad grinned behind his ears, trying to lie to me, "We are not fat in Moonlight. They say you are fat because they envy you for having a lot of delicious food."

I grabbed my dad's clothes and sobbed softly, and said, "But I don't want to eat a lot of delicious food. My mother and grandma let me eat it."

At that time, I had six meals a day, and as long as I was at home, my grandma would chase after me with a spoon and a small bowl to feed me.

I don't really want to eat so much, but I am very good. Only good children can be praised by adults.

Every time Tang Shi behaved badly, Aunt Tang would say, "When will you be able to make me worry like Moonlight."

At that time, I was very proud, lying in Aunt Tang's arms and quietly watching Tang Shi's reaction, I wanted Tang Shi to be jealous of me, but every time he flattened his mouth in disdain, very dissatisfied.

He never envied the praise I got, but now I envy him the freedom he has since he was a child.

The next day the wind blew violently, and the ginkgo leaves that hadn't completely turned yellow fell to the ground, like a rain of leaves.

It's almost autumn.

The sky was cloudy, Tang Shi walked in front of me, looked up at the sky, and said that it might rain later.

We had just returned from picking up materials from school, and we didn't bring an umbrella. In order not to get caught in the rain, we had to turn into a bookstore halfway.

That is to say, the work of the front and rear feet. Not long after we entered the bookstore, the raindrops fell, and the bean-sized raindrops hit the road and the fallen leaves. The decay of the leaves indicates that the summer is coming to an end.

The air-conditioning in the bookstore was very strong, and it was raining again. I rubbed my arms and got goose bumps all over my body from the cold.

"Cheng Yueguang?"

I didn't expect to meet acquaintances in the bookstore. He Antang's face appeared in the gaps between a row of books. I looked at him through a bookcase, and felt that life is really a coincidence.

Tang Shi was sitting in the district playing games with earphones, and He Antang and I picked out a book, and we also sat in the district and whispered.

On rainy days, most of the people in the store came to take shelter from the rain. They tried to keep the volume down as much as possible, but they couldn't stand the crowd and it was still a bit noisy.

He Antang and I chatted peacefully in this bad environment center. He Antang told me that he lived nearby and would come to read books every weekend.

I told him that I would go to practice Taekwondo on the weekend, He Antang looked at me seriously, maybe because he thought I was joking: "Are you serious?"

"really!"

I was a little discouraged, lying on the table and opening the book I brought.

I took the book casually, and after flipping through a few pages, I found something was wrong.I sat up straight, carefully and carefully read the chapter I just read, and then read it again.

How is this... The main characters seem to be two men?

No, I can understand that the protagonists are two men. I have many comic books, and occasionally one or two girls' pure love manga.

But I read the book over and over again, and I'm pretty sure they had a baby.

Um?I'm at a loss.

With the attitude of scientific research, I decided to buy this book and read it carefully at home.

Because of the rain, the frogs in the pond in the backyard began to croak, not only the frogs in my pond, but in the summer night after the heavy rain, frogs croaked from far to near.

Accompanied by the sound of frogs, I turned on the light, took the book to the table, opened the first page and read it carefully.

I was so obsessed with reading that I didn't realize that Tang Shi had entered my room.

"Cheng Yueguang," Tang Shi didn't know how many pages followed me, and finally said suddenly on top of my head, "What are you looking at?"

I was startled by the sudden voice, Tang Shi stood behind me and took the page from the table and glanced at the cover.

He gave me a strange look, "What's going on in your mind all day long."

I didn't think there was anything wrong with reading a book in my own home. I looked up at him and asked him why he came to see me.

"My mother steamed sugar cake." Tang Shi threw the book on my table, "Let me come over and call you to eat."

I spent a holiday at home comfortably. The first thing I did after school started was to pinch Wen Chen's neck and ask him why he let me dove.

Wen Chen didn't think he was wrong at all, and said rather shyly, "How are you doing, did you have fun with Chen Guoguo?"

"Unhappy!" I grabbed his hair at the right time, wishing I could take his hair away, "She brought a boy who liked her there, do you know how embarrassing I was then!"

Wen Chen was shocked: "Is it so embarrassing!"

I was very depressed and told Wen Chen about Mr. Yan He making trouble for me. Of course, I deliberately ignored the fact that I had a fight with him and twisted my waist.

Wen Chen waved his hand indifferently, "Don't pay attention to him, he's just jealous of you."

"You are not a mother." Wen Chen patted my shoulder seriously, "He is jealous of your good looks."

I nodded and sighed a little disappointed.I think I still like Chen Guoguo a little bit, after all, she is very beautiful and has a good personality.

But after what happened that night, she must think I'm useless, and she doesn't want to talk to me anymore.

What I didn't expect was that Chen Guoguo came to look for me at the door of our classroom after school at noon. She might have come here, her breathing was a little short, and she asked if my waist was better.

Wen Chen walked with me, looked at me puzzled, and asked me what my waist was.

I felt ashamed and wanted Chen Guoguo to stop talking, but Chen Guoguo stuffed me with an orange and said that she would apologize to Yan He for me.

She also said: "I just treat him as my brother, but he... Anyway, don't think too much, don't misunderstand me."

"It's okay." I took the orange and smiled at her a little embarrassedly, "Don't apologize, it's not your fault."

After Chen Guoguo left, Wen Chen said to me, "Cheng Yueguang, can you stop smiling like that? Damn, when I see you smiling like that, I want to be your father and protect you."

He just can't spit ivory out of a dog's mouth. Today I insist on letting him know who is the father.

While he was still smiling, I reached out and grabbed his collar, and stuffed the orange that Chen Guoguo gave me into his mouth.