No.20 years

04

On July [-]th, dark clouds overwhelmed the city.

Hao Chun opened the door, leaned against the corner and lit a cigarette.Qian Biaosan stood at the stairs, staring at him impatiently with fierce eyes. "Why did it take so long?"

"Going to bed late." Hao Chun laughed indifferently, and exhaled a smoke ring. "I went to the hospital last night to change my dressing."

"What day is today? You can't sleep? Can't you fucking wake me up?!" Qian Biaosan began to curse dirtyly.The scolding was endless, and the content was unbearable.

Hao Chun lowered his eyelids and put one hand into his trouser pocket.

The next moment, the sound of cursing drifted into the ears again. "Let you dress formally! Who are you going to meet in ripped jeans, huh? Say! Who are you going to meet?!"

"meet you."

It's like squeezing two words out of toothpaste.

"You know you're going to accompany me to get the certificate, so you can't be happier? You've been crying all day, what are you doing?!" Qian Biaosan said, wanting to pull his ears.

Hao Chun turned his face to avoid the wound from last night. "Take it easy. It will bleed later, it's unlucky."

He knew that Qian Biaosan was most afraid of this.People who have to look through the old almanac when they go out, say that they are popular, and the other party will definitely stop for a while.

Sure enough, Qian Biaosan stopped talking, and stretched out his hand to grab Hao Chun's arm.

Hao Chun didn't move.

He was smoking a cigarette in one hand and putting one hand in his trouser pocket. He ignored him and walked down the stairs first with his long legs.

Old fashioned building.

The footsteps of the two echoed in the corridor at nine o'clock in the morning.Young people have gone out to work, and old men and women are busy picking up their children.

For 20 years, there are fewer and fewer residents in this building.

It seemed more and more empty.

After going downstairs, Hao Chun finished smoking a cigarette.With drooping eyebrows and eyes, he stood beside a dilapidated white van, his sneakers crushing out cigarette butts.

This van is worthless, and it was bought seven or eight years ago.Hao Chun was very surprised, this man was clearly disabled, only one hand was left, what would he do to buy a car?

At that time, Qian Biaosan’s answer was, this car was bought for you to run, and you only depended on your mother’s pension all day long, and your father is such a person, if I am gone, who will Pension for you?

There is a bit of sincerity in saying this.

Hao Chun couldn't figure out what kind of attitude Qian Yongsan had towards him.When it's good, I can't wait to eat my heart and lungs, even if there is only a bowl of rice left in the house, I can pour it all into his bowl.But when the interest comes, hold him down and start to move.

It would be fine if Hao Chun ignored him, and he would stop after a while.If Hao Chun said something, no matter what he said, Qian Yansan would yell at him, ten years, you still haven't fucking forgotten Chen Jingming!When will I be able to hold hands and kiss Lao Tzu?ah?

Hao Chun didn't want to touch him, so he could only keep silent.

It's not that he wants to be a chaste husband.In this day and age, even if he wants to keep his body like a jade, he will be laughed to death if he speaks out.He's just physically disgusted.

Whenever Qian Yaosan had that intention, he could only silently hand Qian Baosan a bottle of oil, then close the door and walk away.

Once, Qian Biaosan cried very hard in the dark.That time was in a movie theater, in the last row, they saw a movie with some bloody plot.

That movie was an afternoon show on weekdays.There were only the two of them in the entire cinema.

Qian Biaosan suddenly covered his face with his hands and wailed loudly without warning. Hao Chun felt very embarrassed at that time and tried to talk to him.Hao Chun just leaned over, Qian Biaosan suddenly hugged him vigorously, moved his head full of sweaty smell, and kissed his face with his lips desperately.

Hao Chun curled up and moved his hands, then lowered his eyelids.Think, forget it, let him go this time.There will always be such a day!

He thought so in his heart, but when Qian Baosan really kissed his lips, his first reaction was to forcefully push Qian Baosan's face away, then turned around and vomited.

He vomited wildly.

Go straight to the bathroom.

He vomited until his face turned pale in the bathroom that day, and he almost vomited out the yellow bile.Facing the bright mirror in front of the sink, he saw that his eyes were red and his face was pale, like a ghost wandering in the mortal world.

Afterwards, Qian Biaosan stopped crying.Just hit him harder.

Hao Chun waited for Qian Biaosan to approach, opened the car door, and got into the cab.After the car started, it bumped twice suddenly.

"This car should be replaced." Qian Baosan said in a muffled voice. "What kind of car do you like?"

"what ever."

The car started and went all the way to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Hao Chun stared intently at the front of the steering wheel.

On the road, the two were blocked for more than 20 minutes. People with umbrellas passed in front of them in the crowded downtown streets, and raindrops hit the front glass window.Hao Chun turned on the wipers and silently watched the motionless red light at the intersection of traffic lights.

Pass this road and turn right to the Civil Affairs Bureau.Turning to the left is Jinxing Middle School where Hao Chun and Chen Jingming studied together 20 years ago.

Heh, 20 years ago.

05

scoff!

A row of little boys stood in front of the school's long strip of white tiles, competing to see who could pee farther.

A handsome boy pushed open the toilet door, cast a glance, withdrew his hands, retracted his toes, and turned around to go out.Hao Chun, who was walking the bird, turned around and found the person at the door, and shouted happily: "Chen Jingming, you come too!"

Chen Jingming paused, lowered his eyelids, and said flatly, "Boring!"

"Cut! You will be prudish!" Hao Chun looked away, whistled, shook, and pulled up his pants.The school uniform pants were very baggy, and the vest on the upper body was too long. Hao Chun stuffed it indiscriminately, and went outside to wash his hands.

Chen Jingming hadn't left yet, he was standing at the door with a serious face.

"Didn't you never go to the toilet halfway?" Hao Chun asked him while washing his hands.

Chen Jingming's face was sullen, his eyes were level, and he didn't even look at him.

This guy is sulking again!

Hao Chun shook off the water drops from his hands, wiped a couple of them on the top of his school uniform, squinted his eyes, and took a look at Chen Jingming.

"Did your dad hit you again last night?"

The voice is cold.Like a stone in a latrine, it is smelly and hard.

Hao Chun grinned. "It's okay, flesh and blood. We don't care!"

He said with a big grin.

Chen Jingming leaned over, parted Hao Chun's face, and looked at him carefully.

The two got too close, and the breath sprayed on Hao Chun's cheeks.He looked away uncomfortably. "Don't, don't, don't get so close!"

Chen Jingming ignored him and examined this person carefully.From the strands of hair to the bridge of the nose, nothing is missed.Then he frowned, "Didn't you hit your head this time?"

"How can I beat my head every time! Didn't the homeroom teacher talk to him last time?" Hao Chunman said nonchalantly.

"Then where did it hit you?"

The tone was fierce, like an interrogation.

Hao Chun shrank unconsciously.

Chen Jingming keenly caught his little movement, unzipped the zipper of his school uniform, and pulled it on both shoulders like peeling rolls.

"Don't move!" Hao Chun hid back.But Chen Jingming couldn't keep up with Chen Jingming's quick hand, twisted his arm upside down, and the school uniform jacket was peeled off.

In the September weather, Hao Chun only wore a black vest.As soon as the school uniform jacket was taken off, there were injuries from shoulders to arms.

Chen Jingming gasped for breath, lifted him over, and checked his back.

There were large bruises on his back, streaks and bruises.

From the neck down, it was all bruised and purple, obviously from being whipped.There are several blood-red whip marks raised high on the grave.Chen Jingming lifted up his black vest, moved it under his neck, and stroked the whip mark on the grave with his cold fingers.

"He hit you again!"

Extremely angry.

Seeing that he couldn't hide this from him, Hao Chun could only laugh. "It's okay, it's okay, we're solid. I've been used to beating since I was a child, so I'm not afraid of him."

"Don't you know how to hide?!"

"How to hide? He is so tall and strong!" Hao Chun pushed him away, put down his vest in a panic, and snatched the coat from Chen Jingming. "It's none of your business, you just love to worry about it."

"Why is it none of my business?!"

The school uniform jacket was not taken off.Chen Jingming stared at him fiercely, his thin lips pursed into a straight line. "Can't hide, don't you know to come to my house to sleep?"

"Going to sleep at your house again?" Hao Chun exaggeratedly raised two thick eyebrows, his eyes were as bright as black glass marbles, and he smiled with white teeth. "Your grandpa should bother me!"

"Nonsense, my grandfather likes you very much."

Chen Jingming's eyes drooped, he didn't know what to think of, and a suspicious flush suddenly appeared on his cheeks.On pale skin, it's like peach blossoms.It is more beautiful than Banhua!

Hao Chun snorted, leaned in front of him and smiled, "Ah, you're blushing! You're blushing, Chen Jingming."

Talking and laughing.

With a bang, the door of the toilet opened, and the boy who had been competing with Hao Chun just now came out of the bathroom in a mess.

Chen Jingming let go of him, threw the coat and put it directly on Hao Chun's face.Hao Chun yelled and tore the coat off his face indiscriminately. When he looked again, Chen Jingming had already run away.

Walking far ahead, the waist is straight, like a sapling growing green in the sun.

06

Hao Chun whistled, joined the gang of little rascals behind, and walked towards the classroom in a wobble.

As soon as I walked to the door of the classroom, the class bell rang.Chen Jingming had been sitting in the first row with his back straight and straight, looking forward, he couldn't see the way he was playing a hooligan just now.

Hao Chun smiled, walked straight to the last row with a shuffling pace, then stacked the books two times high to cover the teacher's sight, put his hands on the desk, buried his head in his arms, and began to sleep.For this English class, it doesn't make any difference to him, a scumbag, whether he takes it or not.He simply fell asleep until the end of get out of class bell rang and failed to wake him up.

One hand kept pushing him, the strength was very rude.Hao Chun was impatient. "Who is so annoying, like a fly!" He slapped his hand and waved it at that person.

The man grabbed his arm and squeezed his wrist skillfully.

"Ouch!" Hao Chun finally woke up from the pain, and opened his eyes in confusion.Chen Jingming's magnified handsome face fell under his nose, almost making him jump up in fright. "Squad leader!"

In the classroom, he always called Chen Jingming "Squad Leader", even though the two grew up in the same neighborhood, only a few buildings apart.

When she was very young, Grandma Hao Chun was still alive.According to my grandma, they were both born in the same year, the same month, and the same day, and they were delivered in the same hospital.When the two families walk their baby together, the adults find it strange when they talk about it, and often put the two boys in the same stroller and let them babble and crawl around indiscriminately.

Chen Jingming with bare buttocks, Hao Chun should have seen it many times when he was a child.It's a pity, I didn't have a memory at that time, otherwise I should have written it down, and now I am embarrassed by this serious squad leader.

Without saying a word, Chen Jingming picked up Hao Chun's arm and walked out.Hao Chun was knocked down by him. "Hey! Speak up! Sir, where are you dragging me? The teacher didn't ask me to stand for punishment!"

Chen Jingming dragged him to the door of the classroom, and the students all cast curious eyes and closed their ears, ready to listen to gossip.

Chen Jingming paused, and said, "The teacher asked you to make up your homework."

The English teacher saw that he didn't sleep for a day or two. He had been asleep for almost a week. Why did he think of teaching him a lesson today?Hao Chun couldn't figure it out, so he could only call it unlucky, and honestly went out with Chen Jingming.

After leaving the classroom, Chen Jingming took him directly to the dark stairwell, and walked along the stairs to the school roof.

Hao Chun felt something was wrong. "Chen Jingming, where are you taking me?"

Chen Jingming ignored him, picked him up in front of him with his backhand, and pushed him forward.The two went straight to the corner, opened the door, and went to the roof of the teaching building.Few people pass by here, and the janitor often piles brooms and trash cans here.It doesn't smell bad, it just feels messy.

Hao Chun moved uncomfortably, and shrank a little. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Apply medicine."

stuffy.

"Come on, what medicine to take?!" Hao Chun stuttered in a hurry, turned and ran.

Chen Jingming grabbed him and pushed him to the corner of the wall. Without any explanation, he unzipped the zipper of his school uniform jacket and pushed the vest straight up.

In the corner of Hei Qiuqiu's wall, the light is gloomy.Chen Jingming caressed the back of Hao Chun's neck with his cool fingers.There is a small piece of soft flesh on the back of Hao Chun's neck, he is usually the most frightened to touch this piece, and he laughs when he touches it.

"Hahahaha," he couldn't help laughing and begging for mercy, "Don't, don't scratch me! Me, I just don't move!"

Chen Jingming didn't speak, and he didn't know what kind of plaster was applied on his fingers. After the cold touch, there was a sharp pain.Hao Chun gasped in pain.

"Do you know it hurts now?"

"Nonsense! I'm not..."

"Know the pain and don't hide!"

Chen Jingming interrupted him fiercely.

Hao Chun touched his nose, but said nothing.

Chen Jingming's hand ran down the back of his neck, covering his entire back.

"With such a heavy blow, why don't you consider a solution?"

"What are you thinking about? I don't have a mother." Hao Chun smiled heartlessly. "Poor, our mother died early—" He dragged his voice and began to sing with a foreign accent.

Chen Jingming was silent, his breathing suddenly became heavy.

After a while, Hao Chun heard Chen Jingming calling him in the dark, "Ah Chun."

The two hadn't had much contact since they entered junior high school.In elementary school, we didn't have many contacts. Although we were always in the same school, Chen Jingming was in a different class from him at that time.Now in middle school, for some reason, Chen Jingming, who is always number one in the school, and him, the scumbag who has always been the bottom in the school, are actually assigned to the same class, and they supervise him to and from school every day.

Hao Chun suspected more than once that it was Chen Jingming who borrowed his father's relationship to greet the school.Otherwise, how did this CP come together? !

Hao Chun's thoughts flew tens of thousands of miles away. Chen Jingming waited for a while, and seeing that he didn't speak, he called Ah Chun again.

The voice was a little hoarse.

The breath sprayed on his freshly medicated back, which used to be just a tingling pain, but now it was crispy and warm, as if there were thousands of ants crawling on his back.

Hao Chun flinched, subconsciously leaning against the corner. "what?"

Insufficient confidence.

The tone is very weak.

Chen Jingming leaned over, brushed the tip of his nose against Hao Chun's cheek, and his warm lips almost touched Hao Chun's ear.

Hao Chun was taken aback. "You, you, you, just talk, what are you doing so close?"

Chen Jingming didn't know what he was thinking, so he kept this strange posture, pushing him against the corner of the wall, and remained motionless.