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"You won't like to hear the stories I tell them," Ji Jian said helplessly, "They are all fairy tales from books."

"But there are things that must be said."

The spring night is very warm, if I have to say it is cold, it is also a little cold.When adults chat, they have to find a well-organized place. There is no one table or two chairs, and they always have to sit in a quiet place.However, Shao Youguang pulled Ji Jian to sit on the curtain, and found a nearby wasteland to sit down.There are a few palm trees on the back, which has a bit of a southern style. This is indeed a southern country, but it is different from the southern country that people default in their hearts. Also, the palms on the red soil are always different.Before Ji Jian began to tell his story, suddenly an old man driving a horse-drawn cart sped past them, and a few horses brayed in the distance.

Shao Youguang wondered, there are still horses driving?

Ji Jian just laughed, what's so strange about this, a few years ago when you went to the streets of Kunming, you could run horses and pull people, but the smell was really not good.

"Oh, so." Shao Youguang took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, and the brand changed to Hongtashan as the Romans did.He asked Ji Jian if he wanted one.

Ji Jian glared at him and said, "No."

Both of them suddenly thought of something and laughed together. Shao Youguang shook his head while laughing, put the cigarette back, waved his hands and said forget it, long live your health, no one should smoke anymore.

"I haven't told this story to others. Those children are too young to listen to it." Ji Jian paused, "Well, it's a story I started writing when I was in college."

Shao Youguang stopped talking, and leaned back with his hands on the ground.Just waiting for Ji Jian to speak, he heard him say embarrassingly: "Let's go back, there are too many mosquitoes here."

Shao Youguang had no choice but to follow him, even though the desert forest in the distance was woven into a dark green mist, it would be more romantic to tell stories here.

Back under the warm lamp, lying on their respective beds, they began to tell the story.Shao Youguang slept with one side leaning against the lamp. While listening, he looked at Ji Jian's side face, quietly blocked the light with his hand, and cut the shadow of the jaw line on Ji Jian's face. It seemed that it would not work if it was wider or thinner. His original appearance is still the best, and the rhythm of his bones is also beautiful.

It's more like a script than a story.

"The story takes place in a place without divisions, which is a bit pitiful," said Ji Jian. "It's on the edge of the intersection of two big cities, full of factories and waste pollutants that can't fit in the big cities. All cities If you want to be a civilized city, this place is really an eyesore, and the government has to shirk each other, so it has gradually become a no-regret zone, where prostitutes can release their desires as much as they want, and fighters can beat each other to half-mutilation. There is no need to accept legal sanctions, the drug trade is rampant in the dark, no one, no one wants to have love here."

Ji Jian breathed out lightly, and Shao Youguang knew that he had entered that story when he saw the black holes in his eyes.Ji Jiandao is indeed a good storyteller.

"Xu Man, let's call him Xu Man for the time being. In fact, it doesn't matter what he is called." Ji Jian turned over and lay on his side. Shao Youguang couldn't continue to play the game of dividing other people's faces under the light.But facing his face directly, it seems that this is not bad.

"I thought of the name today because the moon is very good and the moon is full."

Shao Youguang smiled, I have worked with so many screenwriters, and I have never seen you do as you please.

"What's the matter?" Ji Jian glanced at him, "Do you like cooperation or not?"

He went on to say: "There is a community in that place called Minli Community. But calling it a community is also to beautify it, but it is just a few buildings surrounded together. The top floor of Unit [-] in Building [-] is a studio, and there are many people coming in and out. He is a model, but there are only a few familiar faces in exchange for a change. The students have long been tired of drawing. Xu Man is one of the models. But he is different. He will always be an evergreen tree. The reason is also very simple. He looks not bad, and he is young. It is different from those old people with loose skin and dull color. And most importantly, he has an open heart and dares to take off."

"The money for mannequins is 15 yuan more than those who wear clothes for half a day. 15 yuan, 30 yuan for a whole day. It is enough for Xu Man to eat for several days. It is not that he has no other ways to make money, but he does The model has been working for a long time, so he doesn't want to change it anymore. He feels that he should eat this bowl of rice until he grows old and dies. Until he was pushed into the Ping An funeral home a few crossroads away, the other Let’s talk about it in the next life.”

"All the models I worked with were old men and women in their 60s and [-]s. When I saw him, I was angry, and I said how can a young and strong guy not want to compete with them for a job."

At this point, they all laughed, and Shao Youguang asked: "Then, did love happen?"

"No. Nothing so easy."

"Xu Man felt that he was different from other people because he could hear the fish talking to him. It was a big fish tank in the underground passage he must pass every day. The water in it was blue and dirty, and there were many red fish swimming in it. .One day they suddenly spoke to him."

"say what?"

"The first time Xu Man heard them talk was when he got up one morning to go to the studio. He left early that day, so when he passed the fish tank, a voice suddenly appeared in his mind, 'Anyway, it's too late, stop Let's take a look'. So he stood in front of the fish tank, and at this moment he seemed to see the fish's mouths opening and closing with bubbles, and many voices overlapping one another, all saying the same thing—" I'm going to die'."

"He was scared to death when he heard it for the first time, thinking that he was hallucinating, or that he was dying, but this happened every day, and his life did not change in any way, so he slowly Man got used to it. Of course, he asked the so-called experts and scholars about this matter, and they all thought that Xu Man had a mental problem."

"But Xu Man knew it wasn't. These fish were indeed talking to him, but he didn't want to become a different kind, so this matter became his secret. Besides, he had another secret that he didn't want to tell. Then I found that I was not interested in women, it’s like a yamen servant falling in love with a female thief, a young prostitute falling in love with an executioner, Xu Man likes a man.” When he said this, Ji Jian glanced at Shao Youguang, and seeing Shao Youguang’s eyes remained the same. Looking at him plainly, she didn't seem to think that this was anything unusual, as if she was waiting for him to continue talking.

"The one who teaches painting in the studio is a female teacher. She has yellow hair at the end and always wears a wrinkled skirt. What's her name? Let me think about it. Teacher Jiao."

"Why?" Shao Youguang moved closer to the side of the bed.

"Because I ate dumplings tonight." Ji Jian said briskly.

"Xu Man likes men, so he never felt embarrassed to take off his clothes in front of Teacher Jiao. Of course, he has long been used to taking off his clothes one by one in front of everyone. He is usually used to taking off his clothes first. Take off the shirt, start from the first button on the collar, and undo it at a constant speed until the last one. Then untie the belt, all this slowly, and finally take off the trousers, revealing a pair of baggy men's boxer gray Underpants. He is completely naked, standing or sitting in front of several interlinings. Teacher Jiao looks plain, but likes to hang the most distinctive orange-red interlinings. Xu Man's body, his yellow skin, black hair , a little melanin deposit below the navel, a shadow between two thin pectoral muscles, and two rising collarbones, which become abrupt and obvious with the movement, all set off a different color under the orange color Brilliant. Of course he is not strong, nor can he be described as thin, but the skin and flesh are just hanging on the bones, which is a bit loose. When he slightly bends his upper body, there are several layers of shallow wrinkles on his stomach. .”

"It stands to reason that Xu Man has long been used to showing people that glamorous appearance. The painter stared at him without blinking, but what he saw was not him, but bones and muscles. When it was hot, The air conditioner in the studio is not working well. The classroom door is often open, and those students who are not qualified to draw the human body stand outside the door and secretly look in, laughing openly while watching. But these are nothing, Xu Man is doing it The model was thinking about his fish, wondering how he could get them to talk to him other than death and life, how unlucky."

"But one day a writer came, and Xu Man felt extremely embarrassed. The writer was Mr. Jiao's blind date, and he came to the studio to pick Mr. Jiao off work at the request of his mother. He stood at the door and looked at Xu Man for a long time. Xu Man has never been looked at by a man like this, from top to bottom, and then to the raised sex and organs. He felt that his lower abdomen was hot, so the painting class ended early that day, because Xu Man was not feeling well. He ran away and found the writer waiting for him at the door. The man was dressed in sloppy clothes, unshaven, but with bright eyes. He said to Xu Man, you are so young. Xu Man said yes, and then He found that he fell in love with the writer, and the writer was fatally attractive as soon as he appeared at the door. Immediately afterwards, the writer put his arms around Xu Man's shoulders and asked in his ear if he wanted to go to his house tonight."

Ji Jian stopped talking here. He sat up from the bed, dragged his shoes to find water to drink, cleared his throat after drinking, and said that we can talk about it tomorrow.

Shao Youguang was not reconciled, and asked, "Did Xu Man agree?"

"He said yes."

Ji Jian coughed a few more times, laughed, and patted Shao Youguang's forehead as he passed by Shao Youguang before going to bed, and said as if to put the child to sleep: "I have class tomorrow morning, sleep, I will talk tomorrow."

Shao Youguang wanted to grab his hand, but he didn't, and he couldn't delay the time, so he could only mutter, you're telling a story with suspense.Ji Jian ignored him and turned off the light with a snap.

If you don't say it, don't say it, anyway, the future is long, Shao Youguang put a hand on his forehead, and closed his eyes while thinking.

He woke up the next day, a bit late, Ji Jian had already left, so he didn't see him.

He was still waiting for Ji Jian to come back and continue to tell his story, and felt a little distressed, thinking that he should let Teacher Ji quiet his throat and tell him again at night.I didn't want to wait for Ji Jian, but I waited for Sheng Weimin who was in a hurry.

Sheng Weimin opened his eyes to look into the room, and asked, "Ms. Ji didn't come home?"

"Strange, I didn't see him in class, nor at home, where did Teacher Ji go?"

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