godfather

Later, Shaotang did not torture Meng Xiaobei in private.

The son was inexplicably irritable, and he must have something in his heart.When Meng Xiaobei wanted to talk to him, he would naturally open the mouth, half a young man, he already had a space for privacy.Furthermore, he knew that Xiaobei would soon take the senior high school entrance examination, such an important examination.

Once when Shaotang was at Meng's house, while the kid wasn't paying attention, he rummaged through Meng Xiaobei's schoolbag.

He obviously didn't ask, but secretly couldn't help wanting to know everything about Beibei.He was also upset, he was always thinking about it, and he didn't even think about going to work.

As an instructor in the army, he has quick hands and sharp eyes, and can search out cigarettes and various contraband from the bedding covers of the soldiers in his team.Normal means can't be used, so come sneak and be quick, accurate and ruthless.Taking advantage of the 2 minutes when there was no one in the room, he quickly searched through Meng Xiaobei's schoolbag, the large wardrobe, the stack of books on the desk, and the head of the bed...

There are letters and paintings he wrote before Xiaobei's bed, these are not important.Shaotang quickly ran his fingers through a pile of books in his schoolbag, and then found a note in Meng Xiaobei's Chinese workbook.

It's a very handsome pen handwriting, you can't tell if it's a man or a woman, but it's definitely not written by Meng Xiaobei himself.It is a very sour and grotesque poem, full of narcissistic taste, in which the wording is so literal that Meng Xiaobei would never talk to anyone like that.

Shaotang frowned, pinching the note, his face expressionless, his teeth slowly biting his lower lip... Who wrote this letter to Beibei?

Besides, when Meng Xiaobei stepped out of the house, he still acted as if nothing had happened, leaving early and returning late every day, riding a bicycle to and from school with his schoolbag in his arms, sometimes with Qi Liang, sometimes by himself.A boy of his age has his own set of ideas in his mind, and he is unwilling to talk to his parents about matters that touch emotional privacy. He feels that Grandpa Xiaobei can cover himself.

In the evening and evening self-study, it was their team's turn to be on duty, cleaning the blackboard and sweeping the floor.

Their class was on the second floor of the teaching building. Meng Xiaobei rode on the window sill like a horse, with half of his legs hanging outside, cleaning the windows.

Xiao Yi passed by downstairs, raised his face and looked at him expectantly.

Meng Xiaobei also squinted at the other party, thinking: What are you looking at?

Xiao Yi seemed to have deep feelings, and waved at him, "It's very dangerous, please sit in!"

Meng Xiaobei's leg hanging outside immediately had goosebumps, and he quickly retracted the leg.

After cleaning, he hurried home with his schoolbag and passed the corridor alone.Liangliang is not in his same group, so today he is on orders after school.

He just turned around the corridor when a low voice called from behind: "Xiao Bei, wait for me."

Meng Xiaobei's heart skipped a beat, and he turned around.

Xiao Yi actually wore a Chinese-style gown that day, looking elegant and handsome, and a pair of glasses exuding a strong bookish look, just like a scholar from a family in the Republic of China, he even smiled shyly: "Do you want to go home?"

Meng Xiaobei didn't look up too much, and quickly responded, "En."

Xiao Yi said softly: "You got a lot of questions wrong in the Xicheng paper that you simulated in class yesterday!"

Meng Xiaobei: "Oh."

Xiao Yi: "Come to my office, let me tell you something, okay?"

Every sentence the other party said has a very gentle ending.Meng Xiaobei had never heard a man talk like this before. The acquaintances around him, Shaotang and Qi Liang, were beautiful, but they were very rough in their speech.Only this teacher Xiao, who is so gentle that he can squeeze out water, is not like a normal man.Of course, with Meng Xiaobei's knowledge and experience at the time, he couldn't analyze exactly what was wrong with Mr. Xiao, and where the crux of the problem was, but he really couldn't stand it!

Meng Xiaobei always had a cool expression and said in a low voice, "It's time for me to go home and write the paper."

Xiao Yi said, "Let me tell you about today's test paper."

Meng Xiaobei rebuffed: "I'm still going home for dinner."

Xiao Yi was practically begging: "I'll treat you to dinner tonight, okay?"

Meng Xiaobei: "..."

Meng Xiaobei recalled afterwards that he absolutely could not admit that he entered that office because the other party wanted to invite him to dinner!

Just because of one meal, an accident almost happened, and it would be too embarrassing for you to tell Grandpa Bei!

It is unknown to outsiders what the two talked about in the room, but Xiao Yi talked about a lot of feelings and family affairs.He is at odds with his parents. He is unmarried in his 30s and lives alone in Beijing. He is under great pressure from work, depressed, and often suffers from physical illness. Occasionally, he can say a few words with a student he likes, which is some kind of emotional sustenance... ...In short, that night, the office building was quiet, and there were only the two of them in the room. Teacher Xiao couldn't help but like it so much, he stretched out his hand and pinched Meng Xiaobei's face as if teasing a child, with doting eyes.

Meng Xiaobei was stunned for a moment, then suddenly said, "Teacher, I'm leaving."

Just as he was about to get up, Xiao Yi grabbed his hand and held it tightly, his voice trembling: "Xiaobei..."

Meng Xiaobei was really stupid this time.

Meng Xiaobei is one of the most eye-catching boys in their grade. He is tall and thin, with broad shoulders and long legs. And because he has a little literary and artistic talent, he does have the freedom and chicness of a young man in his gestures. .In his spare time, he often carries a dark green picture folder on his back, sets up an easel in the corner surrounded by flowers on campus, and sketches from life.A painting lasts at least two hours, with a quiet and focused expression, and a row of boys and girls often stand behind him to watch him.A bold girl sat in front of Meng Xiaobei, and Meng Xiaobei drew a sketch portrait of the girl generously.

Girls say that when a boy is doing something he is interested in, he is the most attractive when he silently concentrates, is meticulous, and doesn't talk... Xiao Yi also quietly looked at Meng Xiaobei's paintings, sincerely admiring them.

Meng Xiaobei usually doesn't deliberately dress up, but he is very fashionable, so fashionable that he doesn't even realize it.In winter he wears a leather jacket and gray khaki trousers, styles from Hong Kong.Summer is a pullover t-shirt, colorful plaid shorts, and the back of the T-shirt is often an abstract style of his own graffiti, with colorful paint and ink spots.Many students in his class brought white T-shirts from home and asked him to draw, and he has his own style of painting.

In fact, Meng Xiaobei specially recruits people, and "harms" people without knowing it.Handsome is not superficial, it is a small charm in his bones.

Meng Xiaobei wanted to shake his hand: "Mr. Xiao, what are you doing?!"

Xiao Yi got up suddenly, as if he had suppressed it for too long, he couldn't restrain the strong desire and lust in his heart, he lost control at that moment, he hugged Meng Xiaobei suddenly, his body trembled with excitement.

In a certain era, the atmosphere is conservative, and the crowd is imprisoned by traditional concepts. Some things are not even mentioned as unacceptable, and no one even mentions them. It is as if this group of people does not exist.These all determine that a person like Xiao Yi, who has been depressed for a long time, has a depressed personality and splits, is also a dignified teacher in the society on campus, and hides his true desires in an obscure corner, peeking at the people around him shyly, secretly liking, Silently admiring, emotional orientation is doomed not to see the light, not to be recognized by the society... Such a person is very pitiful.

The heat on his body suddenly touched, his chest and lower body pressed against each other, Meng Xiaobei's hairs all stood on end.Xia Tian was already wearing thin clothes, and his big shorts couldn't cover up the violent ups and downs of his body.The hair on his legs is sensitive, and he feels uncomfortable when he rubs against a stranger!

The other party seemed to cover it with his hands and touched him.

Meng Xiaobei suddenly became angry and pushed the opponent away.

He also has a temper, and said in a rough voice: "I don't want to do this! Don't hug me!"

He shook off the opponent's hand with great strength, and raised his hand in the motion of playing basketball, almost knocking off the teacher's glasses.

Xiao Yi's glasses were slapped off and drooped on the bridge of his nose. He was suddenly embarrassed, at a loss, his brow was sweating, and there was also a hint of panic and sadness in his eyes: "Xiao Bei, Xiao Bei, don't be afraid, I just give you a hug. Nothing!"

Xiao Yi's eyes were suddenly wet, his eyes were unfocused, and he apologized in a low voice in frustration: "I'm sorry, Xiao Bei, I was impulsive just now, and I've been alone for a long time and lonely, and I don't know how to be reserved. Don't be afraid of me... I'm sorry!"

That day Meng Xiaobei grabbed his schoolbag, strode out of the office, and walked out of the teaching building with his head depressed, his whole mind was in a mess, buzzing and echoing.

He already knew too much about "going out of line", so he was surprised, awkward, and unacceptable.He has been thinking about his godfather all day long, but he hasn't touched his godfather here and there, he really doesn't have the guts to do so.

At that time, it was not that open. Both the school and the students lacked prevention and education in this area. No one gave Meng Xiaobei a vaccination to mention this kind of thing.No one taught him how to deal with sexual harassment. Should he sue his parents or the school? Should he call the police?There is no Internet, let alone talk on TV, he has no such concepts at all.

Meng Xiaobei looked calm, and ran out of the school with a poker face.At the school gate, he happened to bump into Sun Yuanyuan walking alone with a senior boy with an ambiguous expression on his face. Meng Xiaobei regarded the other party as nothing and didn't even think about it.He didn't even take his bicycle, so he walked for several stops, blowing the wind on the street.He was very confused at the time, especially nervous and frightened.He likes little daddy, which was originally a secret that had been kept in his heart for many years; now that his teacher touches and hugs him, it has become the second secret that is suppressed in his heart and dare not tell others...

Meng Xiaobei had a fever the next day and did not go to school.

In fact, it's not a big deal, it's just a low-grade fever and weakness. Meng Xiaobei suffered from rhinitis and cold every three days since he was a child, coughing and low-grade fever.However, how critical is the second half of the third semester of junior high school, and there are still people who go to class from the hospital on a drip.Meng Xiaobei covered his head under the blanket and wrapped himself up like a big bug. He didn't want to go to school if he cheated, and his grandma couldn't even beat him up.

He has enough reasons to be worried and afraid. He has a shameful "handle" in the hands of Xiao, not to mention that the other party has great power in the grade and decides whether he can get a place to stay in school every minute.Moreover, Xiao Yi is a teacher after all. In the heart of a student in Meng Xiaobei, there is a deep-rooted thinking pattern of that era. The teacher is an awe-inspiring and respected elder; Must be followed.Therefore, Meng Xiaobei resisted, but did not dare to easily offend and overstep, and he didn't even know whether it was the other party's fault or he had done something wrong...

He didn't go to class for a day, and the head teacher called to ask, how could he just miss class in the sprint stage of review?

In the evening, Qi Liang also rushed to visit Meng Xiaobei after school.

Meng Xiaobei immediately got out of bed, his face still flushed abnormally, put on a vest and big pants, and ran downstairs with Qi Liang.His grandma slammed her broom on the screen door, chased her out and yelled, "You don't go to class in the morning! You go out and run around when the light comes?!"

Qi Liang put his arms around Meng Xiaobei, and the two sat on a high platform behind the family building, talking side by side.Meng Xiaobei Guan Liangliang borrowed a cigarette to smoke.

Qi Liang said: "Damn, I thought you were dying of illness! I see you are alive and well, more energetic than me."

Meng Xiaobei rubbed his forehead with the hand holding the cigarette: "I don't even need to test the watch for a low fever, it must be 37 degrees five."

Qi Liang: "What's the matter with you, you are too tired to study and get angry?"

Meng Xiaobei drooped his face: "I'm annoyed."

The two smoked while bathing in the setting sun, good brothers for many years, iron buddies.Meng Xiaobei bit his lip for a long while: "Liangliang, last time you said that Mr. Xiao was annoying, did he tell you anything?"

Qi Liang squinted at him: "Why do you ask this?"

Meng Xiaobei: "Just ask."

Qi Liang: "He asked you to go to his office again?"

Meng Xiaobei: "..."

Qi Liang: "Are you really going? You're an idiot, I didn't tell you not to go!"

Meng Xiaobei shouted angrily: "Fuck, how do I know."

The two looked at each other cautiously, and then quickly looked away, Qi Liang asked in a low voice: "What did he tell you? Did he..."

Only then did Meng Xiaobei come to his senses, and asked back, "Damn it, did he touch you too?"

"He touched you?" Qi Liang categorically denied, "No, he didn't touch me, and I wouldn't be so stupid! I just saw that he was not a normal person."

Meng Xiaobei said angrily, "Why didn't you remind me earlier!"

Qi Liang yelled: "How did I know this would happen? I'm not ashamed to tell you that he would do that to you too! Damn, damn, damn!!!"

Qi Liang angrily crushed half of the cigarette.After holding back the words for a long time, the two buddies seemed to let go of their guards all at once, and they were neither aggrieved nor taboo.

Both of them didn't understand much at that time, but they couldn't suppress their curiosity.Qi Liang quietly asked: "Meng Xiaobei, do you think he is a pervert?"

Meng Xiaobei: "This kind of thing is called abnormal?"

Qi Liang nodded: "My dad was drinking and chatting with his friends. I heard from them that this kind of person is a psychopath and a hooligan. He should be arrested in prison and not released to cause harm! Xiaobei, tell your godfather to let him Your godfather finds someone to beat him up!"

Meng Xiaobei was thoughtful: "Tell me, does he like us?"

Qi Liang made a puff, and spit out a mouthful of saliva: "We are both men! He is sick, does he like men?!"

Meng Xiaobei: "...if you like men, you are sick?"

Qi Liang also fell into deep thought: "Yeah, could it be that he really likes us? Then he is really unlucky, I don't like him, do you like him?"

Meng Xiaobei shook his head quickly, the young master had a sweetheart several years ago.

Meng Xiaobei violently shook Qi Liang's neck: "It turned out that Mr. Xiao liked you after a long time, but you ignored him, but he came to tease me, you are a scourge!"

Qi Liang firmly refused to admit it: "Don't talk nonsense, it's absolutely impossible!"

After a while, Qi Liang fell into deep thought, and murmured: "Meng Xiaobei, tell me... can a man like a man?"

Meng Xiaobei didn't look into the other person's eyes, but looked at the shadows of the house and the tree in the setting sun: "What if you just fell in love? If you really like someone, don't you care if he's a man or a woman? A woman will be fine?"

Qi Liang looked at Meng Xiaobei: "Hey, do you think this is possible? We spend the whole day together, do you think you can like me?"

Meng Xiaobei couldn't help being happy: "Which one do you like? I want to take a concubine recently, little beauty, have you fallen in love with me?"

"Pfft!" Qi Liang squinted his eyes: "It's up to you? Meng Xiaobei waits for you to become a rich man in the future, then kneel and prostrate and beg me to favor you!!!"

"Bah!" Meng Xiaobei said disdainfully: "When I become a rich man in the future, the person I want to favor... But it won't be your turn."

Qi Liang got to the bottom of it: "During our summer vacation last year, you often slept in our house and we shared the same bed. How did you feel at that time?"

Meng Xiaobei squinted at the other party: "How does it feel? You sleep and talk like you're wobbling. It's annoying to be moaning. I don't like sleeping with you."

Qi Liang's self-esteem was frustrated, and he cursed: "Nonsense! You are so sleepy, it's the most disgusting, and it wet my pillow!"

An enlightening and serious discussion about same-sex love eventually turned into two buddies pinching each other, belittling and laughing at each other, laughing and joking, without any substantive conclusions being discussed.