Hanqing Japanese Words

The seven years that Cheng Han spent in prison happened to be the seven years when China made the most rapid progress and changed its appearance.

The [-]th birthday of the motherland, the military parade, the return of Macao, the right to host the Olympic Games, SARS, the successful launch of Shenzhou V, and other major national events have little impact on the daily lives of ordinary citizens.

However, these great achievements have contributed to the rapid economic growth, the growing strength of the Internet, and the sudden emergence of various trends, making the atmosphere of the streets and the people very different from that of [-].

So when Cheng Han was wearing a trendy brand-name sportswear and standing at the intersection of the bustling streets in the city center, even though his appearance had grown from a young boy to a real man, he still had an aura that was out of step with the times.His silent and stern expression could not hide the bewilderment in his eyes. Even the trivial matter of standing in a KFC to order an order made him feel panic and embarrassment for a while.

Time changes and customs change, things change and people change, which is perfectly reflected in him.

But the small town where they grew up still looks like it did in [-]; Cheng Han's home, a brand new building that Cheng Jianjun just bought half a year before the incident, has gone through seven years of no owner, and it is still the original decoration and decoration. decoration.

So this [-]-square-meter hut became a tortoise shell of the old time given to him by the reality of the past. .

Guan Qing was already working at that time, but as soon as Cheng Han came out, he immediately quit his job on the pretext of going home for the New Year, and went to Cheng Han's house at regular times every day, like clocking in, to do laundry, cooking and cleaning housework.

He was always afraid that Cheng Han would fall asleep to death, and even if he didn't sleep to death, he would starve to death by himself.

During that first month, Cheng Han was to him like a bone coated with meth to a hungry dog, as attractive as the gravity of the earth.

And that kind of attraction contains mysterious and strange heartbeat and unprepared covetousness. Once a month, there are 10 to 360 minutes of visits to the prison, 360 minutes a year. Only 2520 minutes.

2520 minutes, calculated as hours, calculated as days, not even two days.

In less than two days, watching a boy turn into a man, what a sudden and wonderful change.

While greedily absorbing Cheng Han's transformation, he seeks the past in his memory from this transformation, and then he tells himself that he has occupied Cheng Han's entire life and enjoyed all the unknown beauty of Cheng Han.

A secret buried for seven years has grown into a towering tree and desire.

That winter was exceptionally warm, the heating system of the building was in good condition, the sun and heating came on time, and the white snow outside the house shone with silver light. Cheng Han often wore only a pair of boxer briefs, and walked around the house sleepily when the sun was high. go.

He would always walk to Guan Qing's side when he was cooking, his lean body full of scars exuded vigorous heat, and that heat made the smell of his body vigorously spread in the air.

The most aggressive thing was his voice, because he had just woken up, his already dull voice was like a knife that had been put aside for a long time, it was rusted when it was unsheathed, but the copper rust still overflowed with light.

"What to eat?"

Guan Qing's hairs would explode the moment he spoke, and there was a tremor like an electric shock from the tailbone to the top of his head. He lowered his head and replied inadvertently: "Braised fish, do you like it?"

Cheng Han nodded indifferently, and responded with a "hmm".Then turned and left, Guan Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

There were very few opportunities for him to talk to him, and it was just these few words that he repeated over and over again.Sometimes when the two of them were alone, Guan Qing would pretend to hold a book, and because of the drowsy silence in the room, he couldn't help but find something to say,

"I'll read you an article, it's very interesting, listen?"

Cheng Han would have a cigarette in his mouth at this time, "Read it."

Guan Qing rummaged through it, only to find that this interesting book was actually a junior high school textbook thrown away by Cheng Huan a month ago. He chose a relatively healthy and meaningful one——

"Zang Kejia's "Officials", I am glad to have the opportunity to see many 'officials', big ones, small ones, old ones, young ones..."

He read the article with the correct tone of the host when he was broadcasting the news, and looked up from time to time to see Cheng Han's expression, only to find that during his half-hearted reading, his audience was also wandering, looking at the white snow on the hillside outside the house, It's a look that is hard to get close to no matter what you do.

At the end of the reading, Cheng Han would stand up and say, "I'll sleep for a while."

The living room with the warm sunshine in winter was empty, Guan Qing squeezed the pages of the book in his hand, even the tiny desire to hear his voice more was hard to come true.

Cheng Han's state of life made Youzi and him very worried. They were all thinking about what to do with him, anything, as long as they stopped dreaming day and night.

"What can he do?" Youzi said sadly: "When he comes back, the gangsters in the town will all stare at him. His sixth uncle will definitely ask me about his current situation when he sees me on the road. I think whatever you do, Can't let him stay in town."

Guan Qing's thinking is different from his. On the one hand, he hopes that Cheng Han can get out of his shrunken shell, but on the other hand, he thinks that Cheng Han's shrunk is a good thing for him, after all, he now knows where to find him.

"Let's talk about it after the New Year!"

"New Year's Eve..." Youzi thought for a moment, then hesitated and said, "After the afternoon meal, let's go to his house to accompany him. He definitely won't want to let him come out to celebrate the New Year with us."

"Okay," Guan Qing wished to celebrate the New Year with him, or spend it alone, "If it's not convenient for you, don't come. My dad is still on duty during the New Year anyway, so it doesn't matter if I accompany him or not."

The day before New Year's Eve, Cheng Han finally put on his clothes and went out with him for a stroll.

Even the street lamps are hung with strings of "happy family" lights, hawkers selling couplets and firecrackers are shouting vigorously in the ice and snow, bright red candied haws and various ice cream fruits are placed on the icy road, crowded with people from time to time One or two acquaintances will appear, look at Cheng Han in surprise and good fortune and ask:

"Brother Xiaohan, are you shopping for new year's goods? Come out to get together in the evening at [-]. What's the matter? What can you do? Stay here and stay here..."

Guan Qing anxiously waited for his reply, Cheng Han just smiled,

"We have an appointment during the Chinese New Year, we will meet again another day."

So Guan Qing realized that Cheng Han had changed, except for the arrogance and vigor of his youth, even that scumbag had been polished away by his prison life. Standing in the crowd, he really looked like a positive young man.But the sneer at the corner of his mouth and the coldness in his eyes after he bid farewell to that person still made Guan Qing nervous.

When they returned home with their things, Cheng Han immediately took off his clean clothes and lay down on the bed, neither conscious of helping nor joyful of the upcoming New Year.

Guan Qing silently packed his things and came to his bedside. He looked at this tall and thin body covered with sunlight, showing a perfect inverted triangle from chest to waist. His waist and abdomen were as thin as a cheetah. His narrow hips Under the cloth wrapped on the top, there is a lump of masculinity that cannot be underestimated. Even when the two long legs are relaxed, the shape of the muscles can still be glimpsed.

This body that men are so envious of also has the badge that men yearn for - scars of different sizes and lengths.

Among all the scars, only the scars caused by the two gunshot wounds are the most inconspicuous. They are close to the vital parts of the human body, showing the thrill and great luck of the owner at that time.

A little bit... A little bit... Guan Qing touched the small scar on his waist by mistake. As soon as his fingertips touched the scar, a hand immediately grabbed his wrist with great strength. .

Cheng Han's eyes narrowed slightly, and his deep eyes stared at him very sharply. Then he seemed to recognize Guan Qing, let go of his hand as if nothing happened, turned his head away and yawned,

"What are you doing? Sneaky!"

Guan Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down beside him, "At that time... did it hurt?"

Cheng Han turned his head, raised Erlang's legs carelessly, "I didn't feel anything at the time, and it only hurt during the surgery." He saw Guan Qing frown bitterly, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen a gunshot wound, have you?" ? Do you want to touch it?"

Guan Qing stared at him for a while, and seeing that he had no scruples, he also pretended to touch the scar on his waist calmly. He felt the ups and downs and tangles under his fingertips, and felt that the scar was smooth around it. His skin was extremely disharmonious, so he scratched it with his nails, hoping to get it off.

"Just touch it, pick anything!"

Guan Qing didn't change his expression, he continued to pick at the small piece, and asked, "Is it itchy?"

"It doesn't itch," Cheng Han said proudly without any doubt, "I don't have itchy flesh all over my body, and it's useless if you pick it."

Guan Qing followed his words, and simply touched him all over, not even letting go of his armpits. Cheng Han was like a child who had won a war, showing his usual cunning and complacency when he was a teenager. On Guan Qing's shoulders,

"You're welcome, try the sole of your foot."

Guan Qing didn't dislike it, grabbed the foot on the sole of the foot, put it on the leg, and gently scratched it with his nails. Seeing that Cheng Hanzhen was indifferent, he suddenly had an idea, changed it to knuckles, and poked hard on a certain acupuncture point. A few times.

Cheng Han suddenly said "Ouch", and kicked his long legs lightly and gently.

Guan Qing found the door of life, clasped the ankle tightly, and said with awe-inspiring righteousness: "You have kidney deficiency, this acupoint is designed to treat kidney deficiency, I will press it for you."

Cheng Han writhed like a fish out of water, and kicked him while crying dumbfoundedly: "Your uncle's Guan Qing! This is revenge! You have a weak kidney! Your kidney has never been better!"

As he spoke, he finally pulled back his leg, turned over and overwhelmed Guan Qing, lifted one of his legs to his shoulder, bent down and pressed it down,

"You cure me of kidney deficiency, and I'll stretch your legs. In case you get hurt in the future, I'll do it for you first!"

After speaking, he carried Guan Qing's leg, put his hands on both sides of his head, and pressed down again. Hearing Guan Qing's muffled groan, he said arrogantly:

"Is it wrong?"

Guan Qing turned his face away, wrinkled from brow to bridge of nose,

"wrong."

Cheng Han pressed down even lower, his face was almost pressed against his ear, and he said fiercely with a suppressed smile:

"Are you satisfied?"

Guan Qing was sweating from the pain, but felt that his breath was close at hand, and refused to let go of this rare opportunity, gritted his teeth and said, "I don't accept it!"

"Not convinced?" Cheng Han looked at his red-hot ears, and inexplicably pinched the red earlobe twice, "I think you're stubborn, you won't give up unless I get your ass!"

Guan Qing felt a strange touch on his earlobe at that time, and turned his head to look at him with bright eyes.

The postures of the two were already ambiguous, and when he turned his face like this, each other's noses and breaths were exchanged, and the other's eyebrows, eyes and lips were infinitely magnified in his eyes.

This overly intimate gesture and the focused look on Guan Qing's face made Cheng Han a little awkward. He put down Guan Qing's legs and climbed off him, feeling a little embarrassed.

"what's for dinner?"

The one who answered him was Guan Qing's body that rushed up suddenly. Before Cheng Han could react, his shoulders felt a dull pain. He didn't even yell out.

He heard Cheng Han furious behind him: "You are a dog, you can bite people!" After that, he added aggrievedly: "I still pick a place to bite!"

Oh, that time when the two fought because of Cheng Han's lack of maternal love, Guan Qing bit the same piece.

Because of this childish frolic, the house finally had some New Year's atmosphere.