ferocious

Yin Shanyue angrily opened the door of Zhu Guining's house. There were three or two buttons on the collar of the white shirt that had not been fastened, revealing a small piece of chest muscle under the collarbone.

Holding the straps of two schoolbags in his hands, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he walked down the stairs with big strides, with a few large characters shining on his head from embarrassment.

Zhu Guining stood in front of the door of the house with his head down and locked the door, laughing muffledly from time to time, the voice ran down the long and narrow and empty stairwell, and passed into Yin Shanyue's ears, itching slightly, just like Zhu Guining himself , naughty and seductive.

The little vixen had injured his hands and feet from the beating for the first day, and he rode on Yin Shanyue's body at night, and was pushed back on the tatami mat and fiddled with, leaving no good meat on both sides of his thighs.

When molesting Yin Shanyue earlier, because the family area was narrow and the movements of the two of them were small, it left Zhu Guining with the illusion that it didn't have much influence.Now that he lifted his legs and went downstairs, Zhu Guining was taught to be a man by the burning pain between his legs, and even the swollen swelling on his ankle that was not healed, and the heart-piercing pain came from every movement, making it difficult for him to walk. I can't use my strength.

Zhu Guining was still wearing Yin Shanyue's coat, leaning sideways on the white wall that had just been painted a few days ago, facing the empty stairwell, and made a soft emphasis, selling to the air Miserable: "Oh, my feet hurt so much, I can't walk anymore."

The intentionally soft and obedient ending sang around in the stairwell, and then dissipated in the silence that could be heard falling needles.

After a long time, a muffled male voice was faintly heard from an unknown number of floors below:

"...It deserves it."

Yin Shanyue carried two black schoolbags of different styles, climbed up again from downstairs, stuffed the schoolbags into Zhu Guining's hands, and stood on the two steps down, with his back slightly bent towards him waist.

Seeing that his originally clean tracksuit was rubbed against half of the wall, Yin Shanyue gritted his teeth and picked up the lazy little vixen in front of him, while viciously pinching the other's soft buttocks with his hands: "You are the most will take advantage."

Two schoolbags hung loosely on Zhu Guining's back, he lay on Yin Shanyue's body, his arms folded and hooked the other's neck, he smacked his lips, and kissed Yin Shanyue's right earlobe, and said with a smile: "It's okay, generally."

Yin Shanyue's whole body seemed to be covered in a cloud of low pressure, his face was full of rain, he bumped Zhu Guining up and down the stairs in a hurry.

Ten minutes after 07:30 in the morning, the two of them stumbled and tossed all the way, and finally got out of Zhu Guining's unit.

When he came out of the stairs before, Zhu Guining was put off Yin Shanyue's back, and his schoolbag was returned to Yin Shanyue's hand from his back, and the two walked out of the community one after the other.

I wish Gui Ning the waves, but the wounds on his body are real. He walks with a limp, and his speed is slower than when he came back from school the day before.

The more Yin Shan disliked Zhu Guining's slower speed than a tortoise, he stopped half a meter away from the little vixen, and urged him coldly, "Hurry up."

Zhu Guining lowered his eyebrows and said, "You can't go fast."

"Fuck..." Yin Shanyue had been tossed about for a whole day, and he was not very comfortable at first. Seeing Zhu Guining's procrastinating appearance, he was very irritable, so he squeezed four schoolbags and snorted coldly: "I love you, can you walk away?" .” After saying that, he walked away quickly.

The two of them happened to walk out to the gate of the community at this time, leaving only a chic back at the corner of the street.

Out of the community is Fengchen Street. At this time, the doors of the stores are closed, and the lady who has worked hard all night is resting.Although it was early in the morning, the entire street was still lifeless.

Zhu Guining wore a sportswear that didn't fit well, and it was dusty by himself. He walked on the street alone, his steps were limping and slow, and his thin back made him look lonely and pitiful. He walked more and more in Yinshan Finally, crow-feather-like eyelashes drooped, not knowing what he was thinking.

……

Within a few minutes, Yin Shanyue put on an old bicycle with a stinky face, and stood in front of Zhu Guining.

This bike lives up to the old saying, except the bell doesn’t ring, everything rings everywhere, the body is old, and 80.00% of the paint is peeled off.

There were five solid meat buns in the rusty cart basket, steaming hot, and the aroma wafted out, straight into people's noses.There is also a glass of milk and a glass of soy milk next to it, sealed with plastic film, and the two stick figures of the trademark are surprisingly ugly.

Zhu Guining stood still in place, blinked, stretched out his finger and tapped the car basket and the back seat, and pretended to be stupid when he knew the reason: "For me?"

The corner of Yin Shanyue's mouth curled down, and he dialed the silent bell on the handlebar of the bicycle with his fingers. He said with a cold face, "A bowl of noodles will fill you up in just two mouthfuls... buy a few buns, lest you starve to death on the road."

Zhu Guining finally stopped being a demon at this moment, he climbed into the back seat of the car, wrapped his hands firmly around Yin Shanyue's male dog's waist, and said "thank you" honestly, not too loudly, but very sincerely .

Yin Shanyue: "Hmph."

The faucet of the bicycle was a bit rusty, but fortunately, there was a small turning point along the way, and two adolescent boys nestled on it, making the moving body crooked and moving in an extremely coquettish manner.

Yin Shanyue controlled the front of the bicycle, stared at the road conditions in front of him, with a dark face, he let Zhu Guining eat tofu with his two hands, which he had settled down for less than half a minute.

Before getting into the car, Zhu Guining stuffed the buns into his arms. He ate a few bites by himself, until the meat inside was exposed, and then stretched out the buns in front of Yin Shanyue.

Yin Shan's ugly expression was ugly, but he didn't eat less meat buns.

Two adolescent boys crammed side by side on top of the dilapidated bicycle, each with two and a half buns, and finally ate their fill again.

Zhu Guining stuffed the plastic bag left over from eating the buns into his pocket, opened a cup of soy milk, and puffed his cheeks to drink.

"Hey," Yin Shanyue smelled the smell of soy milk, and said angrily, "The soy milk is mine, you drink that glass of milk."

Zhu Guining turned a deaf ear to it, took two more mouthfuls, then passed the soy milk in his hand, and stuffed it into Yin Shanyue's mouth.

Yin Shanyue's expression was extremely cold. He glanced at the break between cycling and found that there was less than a third of the soy milk in the cup. He ground his teeth, and finally drank the remaining sweet soy milk with a straw in his mouth.

With 10 minutes left before class, Yin Shanyue and Zhu Guining finally arrived at the school gate.

Yin Shanyue supported the cart with one hand, and took the remaining glass of milk from Zhu Guining with his free hand. After two mouthfuls, he crushed the plastic cup, hooked his wrist, and threw it into the trash can beside him.

"You go in first, I'll lock the bike." Yin Shanyue raised his chin towards the school gate, motioning Zhu Guining to go in by himself: "I gave Lu Qing my schoolbag before riding the bike, and you can ask him for it when the time comes. "

Zhu Guining shook his head when he heard the words, reached out and grabbed Yin Shanyue's wrist: "I'll go with you."

Yin Shan frowned, remembering the alley next to the school where kicking sounds were often heard, so he didn't say much, acquiescing to Zhu Guining to follow behind him.

The bicycle belonged to Lu Qing. I happened to meet Lu Qing who was helping the family's late-night snack stand near Zhu Guining's house. Yin Shanyue looked at the bicycle next to him, so he requisitioned it without talking nonsense.

Lu Qing was happy to make some contributions to the boss. Before he could ask why Yin Shanyue didn't show up last night, he gave him the car keys and locks, and told the boss that he only needed to lock the car after riding to school. Just behind the canteen next to the school gate.

Of course, if Yin Shan finds it troublesome, he can just find a street corner and let him go.

Lu Qing's family not only opened a supper stall, but also rented two shops on the left and right of the school gate, selling some snacks and stationery for middle school students going to and from school.

It's morning, before it's time to get busy, Lu Qing's grandfather is the only one in the canteen, lying on the recliner behind the freezer, with a cattail fan on his stomach, squinting his eyes and going back to sleep.

Yin Shanyue pushed the cart to the yard behind the canteen, and Zhu Guining followed behind him, slowly, his eyes lingering on Yin Shanyue's waist and buttocks.

Behind the canteen is a small yard surrounded by red bricks. In the middle there is a [-]-[-]-meter-high osmanthus tree. There is an iron fence around the tree, which is just enough to lock bicycles.

Yin Shan bent down and fiddled with the rusty keyhole for more than a minute before finally locking the bicycle on the railing.

He stood up and turned around, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Zhu Guining standing in front of him.

Zhu Guining got very close, put his hands in his pockets, blinked his big eyes, and stared straight at Yin Shanyue's Adam's apple in front of him.

Yin Shan suppressed his voice and asked him in a rough voice: "Aren't you leaving? Are you waiting to be late?" He didn't care about his bad record of being late every day.

Zhu Guining shook his head, lowered his eyelids, the small tear mole at the end of his eyes swayed in Yin Shanyue's line of sight with his movements, and apologized to him in a low voice with his mouth curled: "...I'm sorry, it was me just now. wrong."

Just a simple sentence made Yin Shanyue feel a sense of unreasonable sadness in his heart, but on the surface he wanted to pretend to be generous and gave a vague "hmm".

Zhu Guining guessed that this meant not being angry, lowered his head a little lower, and showed a triumphant smile from an angle that Yin Shan could not see more.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his head, hugged Yin Shanyue's neck, tiptoed slightly, tilted his head, and offered a kiss that caught the other party off guard, and the sound of sticky water immediately rang out in the small yard.

***

There is only a layer of dark orange gauze curtain between the backyard of the canteen and the storefront, which is used to prevent mosquitoes, but it does not block light or wind.

Startled by the voices from the backyard, Huang Mao, who came in to buy cigarettes, was very curious, and walked over to the counter of the commissary, wanting to find out.

As he walked, he took out a cigarette from the cigarette case he had just bought, put it in his mouth, lowered his head, covered his mouth with his hands, turned the switch of the lighter, and lit the tobacco.

Looking down upon the door curtain, Huang Mao held a cigarette in his mouth, and stretched out his hand to lift the curtain to a gap... The next second, Huang Mao's eyes widened in shock, the tobacco in his mouth fell, and the flaming cigarette butt fell on the cement. on the ground.

blinked.