Jujube

After Zhang Buyu left school, I haven't seen him for a long time. I heard that he went to other places to learn haircut from one of his uncles.After disappearing for more than a year, Zhang Buyu finally returned to Baiquedang, and at that time he had become a completely different person.

It was evening when I saw Zhang Buyu, but in winter the days are short and the nights are long, and the sky is already dark.Zhang Buyu stood at the gate of my house, wearing low-waisted tights and shiny leather shoes. His hair seemed to have not been cut for a while, and his thick bangs covered his eyes. When he called my name, I hardly recognized him.

"Mengli!" Zhang Buyu's voice has gone through a period of change, and he began to get closer to an adult. His size has not changed much, but his body has lost weight. He looks like a lean horse.

The changes in Zhang Buyu gave me an illusion, as if we did not live in the same period of time in the year he left.Perhaps in different environments, the flow rate of time is not the same.

I thought that when I saw Zhang Buyu again, there would be a long-lost reunion hug between us, but the moment I saw him, the oncoming strangeness made me stand at the same place at a loss, holding on to Zhang Buyu. names became awkward.

Zhang Buyu also seemed to feel the strange atmosphere among us, but he still opened his hand to me with a smile on his face, and embraced my shoulder affectionately. Intense aroma, mixed with tobacco flavor in the aroma.This smell made us seem to be separated by another layer.

"Meng Li, I miss you so much!" Zhang Buyu said that the first thing he did when he got home was to sleep, and the second thing was to come to me.He looked at me carefully, said that I still looked like a fool in reading, and came to a conclusion: "Your hair should be fixed."

I think Zhang Buyu's hair needs to be fixed more, but he said that this is a fashionable hairstyle outside.Zhang Buyu told me about the feasting and feasting outside Baiquedang. He said that the streets in big cities are ten times wider than here, and the shopping malls are bigger than a hundred grocery stores, and there is a constant flow of people everywhere.

"Gold is everywhere, and people have to be extra careful when walking on the road. You have to keep your eyes open and look carefully, and you have to prevent your eyes from being dazzled by the gold." Zhang Buyu told me exactly what his uncle said. He said it again, "Meng Li, do you know what this means?"

I shook my head, Zhang Buyu seemed to have expected it, and then said: "My uncle said, this is called 'property'. What is a measure? Just like cutting hair, how much can be cut by pinching, and how much can be cut. Long, all of them are particular.”

I still don’t understand. At that time, my mind was full of beautiful fantasies. I only remembered that there was gold outside Baique Dang. With my age and state of mind at that time, I could only think of the word "Golden House Cangjiao". Build a golden house outside and give it to my brother.

After Zhang Buyu finished talking about the city, he went back to Baiquedang.He said he saw my younger brother and Pan Guizhi on the way here, and Sun Yanming stood motionless behind Pan Guizhi watching him play cards, more like a brother than a brother.

Zhang Buyu also said that he saw Lu Xinyao.

"When I came back last night, I saw a man on a bicycle passing by. It seemed to be your brother. There was a woman behind him. Meng Li, did your brother find a wife for you?"

I asked Zhang Buyu how he knew that my brother was carrying a woman and not a man.

Zhang Buyu said firmly that it must be a woman, because he felt an intimate atmosphere.

I suddenly felt hot in my ears and lied to him that I didn't know.Zhang Buyu said that my elder brother is eccentric and treats his little lover better than his younger brother. No wonder his own younger brother went to be Pan Guizhi's follower.

As a bystander, Zhang Buyu could easily make a judgment, but to me at that time, it seemed like seeing flowers in a fog.

During the teaching process of Lu Xinyao to me, I sometimes couldn't distinguish his role. I often felt that our relationship was drifting between family affection and love, and it was unpredictable.

That night, I was doing my homework in my brother's room. While I was writing my homework slowly on purpose, I worried that my brother would drive me away.With my brother's keenness, he must know what kind of calculations I had in mind, but he neither exposed nor drove me away, but just watched with cold eyes.

In retrospect, my brother’s indifference at the time was really just sitting on the sidelines, and he kindly gave his brother a chance to find out when he was lost—like the three seconds he counted down before letting go when he taught me to skate.But I was stubborn and still insisted on bumping into it.

My brother is impatient in many ways, he has exhausted all his obligations and patience as a brother in the process of sitting on the sidelines, so when I said to him, "I want to stay here and sleep with you", he was very wrong. I showed a strange smile and agreed with the same strange tone.

Three seconds is over.

Are you just sleeping together? I seem to hear this sentence from his expression.

This room was destined to impress me, it was the hotbed of my adolescent desires.The room converted from the utility room has no windows, and is cramped and dark. There are graffiti left by me with chalk and bricks when I was a child on the wall, and the tiles on the roof will tick-tock when it rains.My brother's bed was against the wall, and it was freezing cold against his back, and I shivered when I touched it.

There is also the patchwork quilt left by my grandmother, with a pair of mandarin ducks sewn beside the red floral square cloth, with peonies on the mandarin ducks.My grandmother sewed this quilt for me when I was often sick when I was very young.I slept in this bed of patchwork quilts to protect against illness and disaster, and I asked my brother in a low voice: "Brother, can you teach me to kiss?"

My brother seemed to be asleep and didn't answer me.

The lights had already been turned off, and I stood up nervously in the dark, staring at my brother with bated breath, only hearing the sound of my heart beating.

I followed my brother's breath and approached to meet his lips. The dark environment made me make a little mistake. I accidentally bumped into my brother's nose. When our lips touched, our breath also collided.

The next moment I knew he was awake.My brother opened his eyes and deepened the kiss. He patiently parted my lips and teeth. The tip of his tongue was half probing and half seductive. His warm breath softly bit my face.I felt my bones melt into an ice cream, flowing down softly, entwining my brother involuntarily, but he let me go.

This is a teaching that can be withdrawn at any time. My brother held my chin, touched my neck with his fingertips, stared at me and said, "Have you learned it?"

I shook my head at him, never learning.

The second time is slow and gradual.I clearly feel the occurrence of each step, just like doing an experiment, my brother puts in reactants, and I will have corresponding products.But it's a dangerous experiment.My brother must have forgotten that he is also one of the experimental subjects. This reaction was accomplished by us together.I don't know where the chaos started, and the rational reaction became fierce.

At this moment he was not like his brother.

Lu Xinyao himself was more soul-stirring than all my imaginations. His kisses contained fierce and confused lust, and easily tamed my body. Tears fell out of my eyes uncontrollably.

elder brother!Brother... I called my brother while wiping my tears, and gasped for several times after shouting, like an asthmatic patient suffering from illness.

But the disease is not in the heart and lungs, my brother and I saw it at the same time.He admired my tears with his lover's eyes, and then lifted a corner of the quilt. I didn't dare to look down. I didn't know where to put my hands and feet, and my brother didn't teach me.

I asked my brother, "Brother, where should my hands be placed?"

My brother looked at me and smiled, as if he was in a trance for a while. In that short moment, he changed from a lover to a brother again, but at the same time I heard my brother say a word of love to me.

He said, "You're a goblin."

I can't forget this sentence, I can't forget the lingering tone in my brother's tone, and I will never forget it in my life.

I often hear the old matchmaker in the village say a catchphrase: a talented woman matches a talented man, and a goblin matches a ghost king.My brother and I being together is just a matter of your love and my wish, and it is only right and proper.

My brother bit my lips and tongue with his canine teeth. There is a small mole on my neck that slides with my Adam's apple when swallowing or panting. It is indescribably sexy.Even when Sun Yuemei was young, she would never have such charm.

The spring in my body was opened by my brother, and tears gushed from between his fingers.My brother's eyelids moved, and his fingers followed suit, then retracted.At that time, his eyes were completely relaxed, and the shadow of emotion floated on the black eyeballs.Is it the emotional lover, or the emotional brother?

I caught a glimpse of my brother's wet hands.It's terrible.I thought of the dew on the rose petals and wanted to lick it off for him.

What my brother taught me by hand is something that my hands cannot do.Because I suddenly discovered that all along, even in fantasies or dreams, it was not my hands that pleased my body, but my brother.

My brother's face is pleasing to the eye, and his scars are even worse.This scar made Sun Yue's eyebrows shudder, and the old matchmaker shook her head and said it was a pity, but in the past, then and even in the future, I have always had an obsessive desire for it.

The scar fell on his face, but it grew into the gangrene of his second brother. I don't know what my brother will think when he finds out.