Young

When I first met him, I didn't know who he was.

It was the summer vacation of the first semester of high school, and I went hiking alone with my bag on my back.Because of the heat, there were not many people climbing, so no one saw me when I fell down the hill.I was sitting on a pile of rotten leaves. I felt that my left leg was not strong enough. I guessed it was broken. I took out my mobile phone and wanted to call the police, but there was no signal on the mobile phone.

I just waited desperately for someone to pass by and find me.

I don’t know how long it has been, but when I vaguely heard footsteps, I opened my mouth and shouted. I was afraid that the other party would not hear me, so I quickly turned on the recording on my phone, shouted “Help, someone is here”, and then turned the volume to the loudest. It started playing in a loop, and I yelled as well.

Finally, someone shouted from above: "Hey! Is there anyone below?"

I hurriedly paused the playback of the recording, and shouted upwards: "Yes, yes, help!"

I thought someone would call the police or go down the mountain to find someone to help, but he just jumped down the hillside cleanly.

I stared dumbfounded at this young man with dyed flaxen hair and wearing a tank top, beach pants and flip-flops.

About my age, but very tall and handsome.

He looked at me, opened his mouth and said, "I'll wipe it, why don't you sit here to enjoy the shade?"

Although it didn't feel very reliable, it was the only life-saving straw. I looked at him helplessly and said, "My leg is broken, can you please call the police for me?"

He spread his legs wide and squatted down in front of me, asking, "Which leg?"

"This." I touched my left leg.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed his left leg. I screamed in fright. He looked sideways and sneered, "Damn it, are you still a man? I haven't even bothered you yet?"

Looking at it from such a close distance, I can clearly see his peach blossom eyes hidden under the overly long bangs.

The veritable peach blossom eyes, the eyelashes are like two fans, every time you blink, you feel particularly sensational.

It should be a very feminine feeling, but because of the faint scar on the brow bone of the right eye, coupled with the sloppy words and deeds, it seems a bit nondescript.

"What are you looking at?" He rolled his eyes at me.

Only then did I realize that I was staring at the man in front of me in a daze, and I couldn't help blushing a little: "Hug, I'm sorry."

With a sound of "chi", he suddenly tore open the left leg of my sports pants, exposing my bleeding left leg.My skin is pale and rarely seen in the sun, so it looks particularly shocking when paired with bright red blood.

The boy "fucked" again, and said, "Why are you acting like you've had a miscarriage?"

"..." None of the friends around my age spoke like him, so I didn't know how to respond to him, so I could only keep silent.

The young man frivolously lifted my chin with his fingers, and smiled playfully: "Scared?"

I'm a little annoyed, it's the first time we meet, how can this person be so rude?But apart from this annoying person in front of me, I have no one to count on, so I can only swallow my anger: "Can you call the police for me? Or go down the mountain to ask for help, I will thank you very much."

He seemed a little interested, half raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? How are you going to thank me? Tell me."

I froze for a moment, a little undecided: "I... I can give you money."

He folded his arms across his knees, put his head on it and looked at me with a smile, and said, "How much money do you have?"

I bit my lower lip, dragged my hiking bag, and took out my wallet from inside.

He snatched it away, counted the cash in it, and looked at me again, smiling evilly: "I can't tell, you are the young master of a rich family?"

I gripped the straps of my mountaineering bag uneasily, and said honestly, "No, that's my own pocket money."

"Why do you say you came to climb a mountain with such a big bag?" He snatched the mountaineering bag from my hand again, poured out all the contents, and poured out a pile of food and drink with a "crash" Yes, there are flashlights, lighters, compass, etc. He looked at it in surprise for a while, and then burst out laughing.

I was so dazed by his smile, I could only watch him rolling all over the floor in wonder.

"Hahaha..." He rolled on the ground with his stomach in his arms for a while, then he stopped laughing a little, looked at me and said, "I'm fucking funny, have you watched too many movies? It's just such a small hill. Do you think you can climb Mount Everest?"

My face started to get hot again and I didn't know what to say.I can't tell him that this is my first time climbing a mountain, can I?And still alone.

"Huh?" He suddenly picked up the Sony Ericsson I put on hand.

I honestly said: "There is no signal."

"Fuck, the phone is fine."

My heart skipped a beat, and I suddenly had a bad premonition.

Sure enough, the next second he showed a devilish smile: "Well, I don't want your money, you give me your phone, and I'll take you down the mountain, how about it?"

I feel a little distressed. That mobile phone was given to me by my father as a reward when I was admitted to Nanhai High School. I usually cherish it very much, so it looks almost brand new from the outside.

"How? Do you want a word? If not, I'm leaving?" He stood up and made a gesture to leave.

I hurriedly said: "Okay, I'll give you the phone!"

"That's right." He said with a smile, long pressed the power off button, opened the phone case, pulled out the SIM card, threw it back to me, and said, "Are there any pornographic photos in the phone? Yes. Delete the words now, otherwise I can't guarantee that I won't post it online after seeing it."

"No, no..."

"That's fine, I'll accept it bluntly. Don't call the police and say I robbed you when you turn around."

"No." I silently put the poured things back into the hiking bag bit by bit.

He took out a very worn-out China Unicom mobile phone from his pocket, pulled out the card skillfully, then threw the phone into my arms, put the card into my Sony Ericsson phone, and said: "Yeah, let's use it as a different mobile phone."

I looked at the China Unicom mobile phone in my arms, which was outdated in style and so dilapidated that I couldn't see what color it was, I was speechless for a moment.

After installing the SIM card, he turned it on and played for a while before putting it in his pocket contentedly, then lifted his vest to wipe off his sweat, and cursed: "I'm dying of heat, give me a drink of water quickly. "

I handed him a bottle of water, and he took half of it and poured the other half on his head.

What a...very strange person...

"Sweet!" He threw the empty bottle away, strode up to me, squatted down with his back to me, and said very proudly, "Come on, come on my back!"

I looked at the not very strong back in front of me in amazement, and I almost thought it was a hallucination: "You...you want to carry me?"

He turned his head and stared at me, saying: "Nonsense! Hurry up! My legs are numb!"

"But...but..."

"Fuck you a woman? Mother-in-law and mother-in-law are coy! If you keep talking, I'll throw you here!"

"..."

I didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, I carried the mountaineering bag on my back, and then obediently climbed onto his sweaty back.He staggered under my pressure, and quickly stabilized his figure. He spat in a "bah" and said, "Damn, you look skinny. I didn't expect you to be quite heavy. Where do you grow?" As he said, he pinched my buttocks.

Straightening my back like an electric shock, I blushed angrily and said, "You...what are you doing?"

"Damn it, you're a woman? Why are you so excited about pinching your butt?" He took a few deep breaths, then pulled the green onion from the dry ground, stood up abruptly, and turned me upside down, "fuck" in his mouth " Fuck" go.

I lay on his back and didn't dare to move. Seeing him walking the mountain road very hard, I felt a little sorry: "Thank you, thank you..."

"Damn it, why are you loitering around here when you're not sleeping at home in the summer?" He opened his mouth and scolded.

I was a little embarrassed: "It's boring to stay at home all the time during the summer vacation, so I just want to go out and climb mountains."

"Then why don't you find a few more people? Seeing how stupid you are, how dare you come alone?"

"...all the people I know are very busy and don't have time." I didn't know many people at first, and these few people were busy running various cram schools and art classes throughout the summer vacation, so I didn't have time to meet each other at all.

"Fuck! What kind of amazing person can a brat like you know? You're still busy during the summer vacation!"

"What about you? Seeing that you are dressed like this, you don't look like you are here to climb a mountain."

"Tch, you know how to knit! Who stipulated that you must dress like you when climbing a mountain? Can I still climb to the top of the mountain wearing this?"

"Have you been here before?"

"Nonsense! Is it your first time here?"

"..."

My silence caught him by surprise, and he immediately laughed: "Fuck you, right? Is this your first time climbing a mountain? Are you not a local?"

I touched my nose subconsciously and whispered, "I'm a local..."

"It's the first time a local has come to climb Maple Volcano? Aren't you?"

"..." How should I put it, the family keeps reading and reading, and there is no chance to do other things at all.Originally, I wanted to go to various cram schools throughout the summer vacation like other friends, but I woke up this morning and suddenly wanted to do something else, so I called the cram school teacher and asked for sick leave, and secretly came to climb the mountain.

He was obviously someone who should be hated, but unexpectedly had a pleasant chat.This guy is the most chatty and rude person I've met in 16 years, unrestrained like a beast.When I was with my classmates in the past, most of the conversations were about study, but today it is rare to meet a person who does not talk about study. Even if he is full of bad words, I feel very happy.

"Damn, you also like to watch "Detective Conan"?"

"Well, I like reading it very much. I have a whole set of comics at home."

"Isn't it? Damn it! Young masters from rich families are just different."

"...No, my grandfather bought it for me on my birthday last year, but my parents won't let me see it, for fear that it will affect my studies."

"Really? Are you too sad? I don't care if it's me. I have to steal it to see it!"

"It's fine if I'm you."

"Fuck, don't be so useless, can you? Just tell your parents to see it. It's your thing. Why should they confiscate it?"

"...No, they won't listen."

"Are you an idiot? Why do you listen to your parents so much?"

"...They are my parents."

"Fuck @#￥%!"

"..."

Chatting all the way, the atmosphere is very harmonious.He was walking down the mountain with me on his back, obviously panting and sweating profusely, but he kept talking nonsense with me.I took out a tissue from my pocket, wiped his sweat, and said, "Stop and have a rest?"

"Fuck, don't just wipe my head, wipe my eyes too! The sweat is dripping from my eyes!"

"oh oh."

At this time, Sony Ericsson's mobile phone rang.

He stopped and said, "Fuck! What is it?"

I reminded: "Your phone is ringing."

"Crazy, my phone doesn't have this ghost ringtone!"

"...it's my Sony Ericsson..."

Only then did he come to his senses, and scolded with a smile: "Damn it, I almost forgot! The phone is in my left trouser pocket, take it out for me."

I reached into his trouser pocket and took out the phone. The screen displayed "big head". I connected it for him and put it next to his ear.

"Hey! Which one?"

There was an earth-shattering shout from the other end of the phone: "Where the hell did you go? Didn't you agree to meet at the top of Fenghuo Mountain? How dare you let us dove! Are you looking for death?"

He smiled and said: "Isn't this Lao Tzu learning from Lei Feng to do good deeds and wasting time? Isn't it that I am going down the mountain with a wronged year on my back?"

"Fuck you! Fuck me, why don't you say that you picked up a beautiful woman on the way and went home to have sex?"

My hands trembled and I almost dropped my phone.

He turned his head and glanced at me, with a half-smile: "That's what people want, right?"

My face was red and my ears were red. Although I felt a little awkward in my heart, it didn't seem like I was angry.

I didn't know what was said there, and the two sides scolded each other for a while before he said to me: "Okay, put it away."

I put the phone back into his left trouser pocket.

He smiled strangely: "You are very obedient."

I pursed my lips and said, "Did I delay your business?"

"Fuck, you just know now?"

"……sorry."

"If an apology is useful, why do you need my fist?"

"Huh? Have you watched "Meteor Garden"?"

"Fuck, you read it too? The Taiwanese version is very old."

"Well, when I was in junior high school, I went to the town to see my grandma. My cousin was watching, so I followed suit."

"I still have the disc at home."

"real or fake……"

"..."

Looking back, the encounter at that time may be the so-called fate.

If I hadn't suddenly skipped class and ran to climb the mountain on a whim that day, maybe we would never have known each other in this life.

The heat radiating from his body, the high temperature skin, and the sweat smell unique to youth are my memories of the whole summer.

And at that time, I actually forgot to ask his name.

Although it is regrettable, I also feel that there may not be a chance to meet each other again.