Bandit Shi Xianyu

"Hey, to be honest, have you ever...been with a girl?"

Pei Cangyu lay on the table, showing her eyes, and asked Baishi in a low voice in class.

Facts have proved that when a person begins to suffer from the disease of "hair/spring/dream", the disease will quickly sweep through the group the person belongs to. At the same time, Pei Cangyu finally found a suitable word to describe sex/intercourse—together.Otherwise what? "Sex/love" is too literary, the person who said it will be soured to death, "had sex" is okay, but it is still too literary to be suitable for oral expression, and it is a bit too unrealistic, they don't know if they are really so cautious , "slept" is a very appropriate usage, but the object must be clear to use, otherwise, "XX slept with a woman", no matter how you hear it, it sounds like what XX is in the world. It seems that there is a lot of love history. What I hate is to make others awe-inspiring, and I can't say that, unless it is "XX and XX are asleep", which is more appropriate.But the problem is that even if they count to the sky, those who have real experience can count with two hands-boys only count boys, and they certainly don't talk about "pair" numbers.As for the more inferior words, I don't think about it. After all, I am still in the class. After all, I am a good boy, so I don't think so.

Baishi was writing the paper, and gave him a look: "Aren't you writing the questions?"

Pei Cangyu scratched her hair in annoyance, and moved a little closer to Baishi: "Don't tell anyone, especially the class seven."

Shiraishi nodded.

"A few days ago, that student from the second year of junior high school came to me and asked me if I had a girlfriend..."

Bai Shibi paused: "He likes you? You have such a wide range of business, men can do it too?"

Pei Cangyu frowned and patted him: "What are you talking about, listen to me."

Shiraishi put down his pen.

"He told me that there was a girl in his class who wanted to find me."

"What are you looking for? Falling in love?"

Pei Cangyu sat up: "I thought so too, he said no, he just wanted to have sex—this is his exact words."

Bai Shi turned around and looked at him earnestly: "What did you answer him?"

Pei Cangyu pressed his tongue against the inner wall of his mouth, causing a piece of his cheek to bulge out, and at the same time his eyes were parted, which meant that he was thinking deeply.

Then he replied: "I said I have an exam soon, let's talk about it later."

After finishing speaking, Pei Cangyu lay down on the table decadently: "Oh, my younger brother and younger sister must look down on me now, my image is completely ruined..."

Baishi nodded: "You are a student, normal people will understand."

"..."

Pei Cangyu turned the pen, and the bell rang for the end of the class. He glanced out the window and said to himself: "But it's definitely not good to do it too early."

Baishi looked at him for a while, then turned his head back, and continued to stare at his paper, but suddenly couldn't read it.

***

After school, he went to Mr. Shang again.

Teacher Shang always wears a red skirt. Although the style is different every time, the color remains the same. Today Baishi stared at a little ink on the corner of her skirt for a long time. Why are there ink drops there?

"Look at what?"

"Your dress."

Teacher Shang walked out of the table and stood half leaning against the table. Her skirt was very short and the skirt was tightly stretched. She was wearing a pair of flesh-colored stockings. She crossed her legs and changed positions. This leg moved to the other, and there was a light mark where the leg had just been released, revealing a little redness of the skin.

She stretched out her index finger to lift Baishi's chin, and tapped with her fingertips: "What are you looking at?"

Bai Shi stared at her: "Have you ever slept with someone?"

Teacher Shang smiled: "Of course."

"Normally speaking, at what age can a man have sex/love?" Shiraishi asked seriously, as if discussing an academic question.

"It depends on the age of the man when the two parties reached a mutual agreement." Teacher Shang let go of Baishi and leaned back to the table.

Mr. Shang changed the lights here.

I replaced it with an old low table lamp, the green shell was buckled on the lamp, the switch was a tassel hanging rope, and there were pillars arranged loosely one by one. When Teacher Shang leaned back on the table, he carried The hanging rope swayed, and the beads swayed like floating.Because of the light yellow light, the brown solid wood table looks thicker, and the lines left by the trees on it have the most circle marks near Mr. Shang's hands, like fingertips making a circle of ripples on the wood surface, spreading to the table Under the book, under the pen on the table, under the ink tank on the table, and beside the table, beside her legs.

Shiraishi stared at the ripples that disappeared under her skirt, at the junction of the skirt and stockings, the flesh-colored things always made people feel hot.

She moved her leg again, changed her leg to support herself, looked at the direction of Baishi's gaze, and smiled: "Why did you suddenly think of this?"

Shiraishi moved his eyes up: "Curiosity."

"So, what about?"

Shiraishi didn't speak.

"It's actually not difficult to speculate, after all, every time you come, you are related to him."

Baishi frowned: "It's not classmate Liu, if I stay away from my deskmate, she will also stay away from my deskmate, so..."

Teacher Shang shook his head, the first time Baishi interrupted him in the middle of his speech: "I didn't mean classmate Liu."

Shiraishi became quiet.

Teacher Shang touched the cigarette case from the table, opened it with a click, squeezed out a slender cigarette, took out her black and green carved lighter, and lit it for herself.

"What do you think about homosexuality?"

Baishi thought for a while: "Not normal?"

"Why do you think so?"

Shiraishi recalled the graffiti all over the walls in Lizhi Institute. If homosexuality is like that, of course it is not normal: "Excessive self-awareness."

Teacher Shang raised her slender neck and blew smoke into the air: "Excessive self-awareness is hardly a definition of 'abnormal'."

Shiraishi is not very interested in this topic.

Teacher Shang looked down at Baishi: "For you, what is your deskmate?"

Baishi was taken aback by this question. He felt like being asked why one plus one equals two. He didn't know what to ask.

But he quickly reacted: "You want to say, I'm gay?"

Teacher Shang smiled and knocked out the cigarette ash: "It depends on how you define homosexuality."

Shiraishi sighed, and finally followed her words: "Homosexuality, that is... For example, I think sexuality is a spectrum, just like the color spectrum, from one side to the other according to different wavelengths, and sexuality is the same. Preferences for a certain gender, from one side to the other. Individual preferences for a certain type are not fixed, certain stages may favor a certain type, be too one side, may be considered purely gay, too much the other side, Maybe it's considered purely heterosexual."

"Wishful?"

"dynamic."

"Self-definition?"

"Self-Definition."

"Then what about Pei Cangyu?"

Baishi hesitated for a moment: "I don't like him, and my preference will definitely be sexual/impulsive like Baijiang."

Teacher Shang turned over her hand, and the smoke stood between her fingers. She squinted at Baishi: "Have you treated him?"

Bai Shi looked at him firmly: "No."

"Have you ever had sex./urges?"

Shiraishi didn't answer.

Teacher Shang's fingers moved to the hem of his skirt, hooked it, let go of it again, and flicked it. Baishi felt that the sound was extraordinarily loud and almost exploded in the room.

Teacher Shang looked down at him, and almost leaned in front of him: "Baishi, you are different, I have great expectations for you, do you want to know what it is?"

Bai Shi stared at her neck, her breath filled with the smell of her perfume: "I don't want to."

It's the truth, he really doesn't want to.Besides, there is nothing to guess, people like Teacher Shang, like the reporter who was dismissed by the family last time, what else can they expect?

It's not important, none of this is important, it's not normal for them to lean on them if they don't want to do anything, and everyone in the Bai family understands.

She sighed in Baishi's ear: "You are too young."

Baishi stretched out his hand out of nowhere, and finally put it on her lap, and stopped there, the temperature under his palm was burning, as if it was roasted on a volcano.

"Did he make you so angry with one word?"

Baishi felt a little tinnitus, he couldn't hear clearly, his hand was burned, he should pick it up, but he just didn't want to, he always felt that this was part of his growth, he would walk faster than others.

Teacher Shang put out the cigarette on the table, flicked the cigarette away with her index finger, and sat back. Baishi's body moved involuntarily with the heat source. Good woman."

Baishi heard this sentence: "That's great, I'm not a good person either."

She sat on the table with her legs spread apart, and Baishi stood up abruptly, rolled up one of her legs, and hung it on her arm. She exclaimed, hugged Baishi's neck, and smiled after taking a breath: "You are so tall."

Shiraishi's hands began to wander over her body.

***

Pei Yueshan found a job.

Since he came back, he went out to look for work first in a suit, then in a jacket, and later in a coolie while he was in overalls.

Grandma was just happy that he would be happier because he had a job, but she still relaxed when she saw that his face was a little lighter.

Pei Yueshan bought a pen for Pei Cangyu, with the words "Must pass every exam" written on it.

Pei Cangyu took it and said in a low voice, "I have a pen."

Then he wiped it well and put it in the pencil case. Pei Yueshan looked at his pencil case which was messed up with pen and ink, and said that next time he would buy a pencil case with you.

Pei Cangyu pouted: "No need."

Then he thought for a while and added: "Then I want a blue one."

Pei Yueshan smiled, picked up the chopsticks, and glanced at Pei Cangyu: "You are really easy to pass."

Pei Cangyu patted her chest: "Realman is like this, with a broad mind."

Grandma just looked at them both and smiled.

This was the most relaxing night since Pei Yueshan came back - at least Pei Cangyu thought so.

"Are you doing your homework?" Pei Yueshan walked to Pei Cangyu's desk after taking a shower.

Pei Cangyu nodded. He was sorting out the wrong questions. His father was standing next to him, looking down at him. Water dripped from his undried hair and hit Pei Cangyu's paper with a thud.

Pei Yueshan took out a piece of paper and wiped it: "Sorry."

"It's okay." Pei Cangyu didn't care at all.

Pei Yueshan continued to watch him write, this time the water dripping from his hair landed on Pei Cangyu's wrist, Pei Cangyu still didn't respond, Pei Yueshan wiped it off for him with paper.

"Do you find it difficult?"

Pei Cangyu's face turned red immediately: "It's okay..."

Pei Yueshan turned to look at him: "What middle school do you plan to go to?"

Pei Cangyu's words are arranged in descending tones: "After the test, let's see the score..."

Pei Yueshan nodded, and reached out to touch Pei Cangyu's head: "I'm going to sleep."

"Ah."

He went to bed, and Pei Cangyu turned on the lamp, making the room darker by a lot.

Pei Yueshan looked at him: "No need."

"fine."

One of the important reasons why Pei Cangyu wrote tirelessly at night was because he did well in the exam and passed the highest level, which gave Pei Cangyu the motivation to study.But he didn't tell grandma, lest he raise her expectations.

Thinking about it carefully, his grades have improved, his father has found a job, and his grandma has fewer illnesses. No matter how I look at it, the family is heading in a good direction, and I always feel that I am finally on the right track.Pei Cangyu can now imagine that he went to high school to report to school with his parents and grandma, and took a photo of his spirit at the school gate and put it in a new photo frame; They took another picture at the gate of the university. Maybe his father remarried at that time. After all, his father looks very energetic, so there will be a family of four. Maybe there will be another brother or sister who can choose If you want a younger brother, Pei Cangyu is very good at playing, and I can teach his younger brother everything I know...

Pei Cangyu turned off the light and climbed onto the bed carefully. He lifted a corner of the quilt and got in, trying not to wake up Dad.After a while, if I have enough money, I can buy another bed, and I can also install a curtain, otherwise it will be too late for him to turn on the light.

The bed was warm, and after Pei Cangyu went in, she covered the quilt and lay on her side, thinking that it seemed that he would be on duty tomorrow, and slipped down to sleep drowsily.

He was awakened by a heat source, and he felt something very hot behind him. He opened his eyes and reacted for a while, only to realize that it was his father's arms, which were too close.

He moved a bit and found something even more terrible, there was something hard between his legs/legs.

Pei Cangyu was dumbfounded, he was completely awake, but suddenly he didn't know what to do, did his father sleep too hard?

He tried to move, to move forward.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back. He stuck to the chest of the person behind him, getting closer to the strange hard object. He almost trembled a little. He wanted to turn his face away, but like everyone else Like a ghost story, he felt that if he turned his head at this time, he would definitely see the ghost's face.

He tried to crawl forward, the arm behind him wrapped around his shoulder, and the other hand went around the back, holding down his waist, and the man finally made a sound.

The voice said, "Don't move."

Pei Cangyu suddenly realized that he was awake, and he knew he was awake too.

He swallowed dryly, stretched his body stiffly, the sound of gasping from behind gradually became louder, there was something back and forth between his legs, Pei Cangyu was not an idiot, of course he understood.

During the whole process, he didn't even blink a few times, because he was so shocked that he had a feeling that he was dreaming.

For the rest of Pei Cangyu's life, every time he thought about this first night, he would regret it countless times, obeying that "don't move" and not moving, if he was like the later self at that time, even if he was just a little older Years old, Pei Cangyu thought that their lives would go in completely different directions.