[Bottle Evil Doujin] Generation Gap

Before I was 25 years old, I really experienced the pain of a knife cut through the skin, and I was still in the first grade of elementary school.At that time, I was naughty and went to grab the ear of the little girl at the same table. Unfortunately, she was sharpening a pencil, and the sharp knife just cut across my arm. The blood stained the spot, and she and I wept so darkly.

After returning home, I held my gauze-covered hand and howled with my mother for three hours. In exchange for a big dinner and a big bag of gold coins and chocolates, I don’t remember what the wound was like, I just remember crying I stuffed the chocolate into my mouth while soaking my snot in my nose, and I didn't care if the chocolate I ate was stained with my snot or not.

When I was young, I was very afraid of getting hurt, because it would be very painful. Later, when I grew up, I realized that sometimes it is necessary to get hurt, and more often you want to get hurt is just a luxury.At that time, when I was injured, I could cry with my teacher, my parents, or any adult. Now that I am grown up, I will only look at my bruised wound and think calmly about how to deal with it and avoid it. affect my mobility.

But no matter how calm I am and how I get used to the injury, the pain caused by the injury is unavoidable and unaccustomed.There is no way to get used to the pain. You can increase your tolerance to pain, but you can’t get used to the pain and can’t block the pain. I asked the black blind man if there is a way to make me lose the pain. He told me to try high paraplegia. The kind that paralyzes the brain together.

So every cut on my body is really painful, and every nerve that hurts is trembling.Pain is calming, I just keep telling myself that and keep cutting myself.

Occasionally, I would go to the hospital to see a doctor. I saw the children in the children's infusion room crying because of the needles. I envied them very much, and envied them that they could cry when they were in pain.And I, I won't cry when I should cry, and I won't laugh when I should laugh.

I don't know why I'm still thinking about these messes, maybe it's because the wound on my neck hurts so much, I can't exert enough strength to pinch the artery, and the blood loss makes my body temperature drop in the snow Faster, I feel like my arm is broken, or something, but I don't feel it anymore.

I tried to move all the moving parts of my body, but unfortunately, except for my brain, which can run the train, there is no part of my body that can move.My whole body has been numb, only the pain is still there, what the fuck, can't I take the pain away too?

I would die in the cold, bled to death, or froze to death, either way it was ridiculous.

I'm not worried about my plans, and those plans don't matter without me. I've already prepared for my death. Once the gears start turning, it won't end because someone quits or dies.But I'm still not reconciled, I have another thing to do, that thing can't be done by anyone but me, and I don't want to lie to anyone.

It was a ten-year agreement. I struggled hard for nine years, and it was only one year before everything would be over. But in the end, my throat was cut and I was about to die in Tibet.Damn, how far is Tibet from Changbai Mountain?They all died in the snow-capped mountains. I would rather choose Changbai Mountain, at least he might see my dead body when he came out.

I thought to myself, maybe he wouldn't even look at me, and then just stepped on my dead body.I was still waiting for him, but he forgot the agreement with me, how ironic, the most ironic thing is, even so, I still miss him.

If I don't go, will the fat man pick him up?Will Fatty take good care of him after receiving him?He stayed in the bronze door for ten years, will he still speak after he comes out?Will he still remember me?If he asks where I am, can the fat man learn to lie to him.

I tried my best to recall every word he said to me. After thinking about it, I found out in despair that I was not dead yet. With my current physical condition, I would die within 10 minutes at most, but what he said to me Add it up, it's not enough for me to recall 10 minutes.

Killing a thousand knives, I have a big gash in my neck, I can't pick you up, you can come out by yourself.

Poor oil bottle, I'm dying.

"Hey, wake up."

I opened my eyes and saw a fat face. I touched my neck subconsciously. Fortunately, there was no opening on it. There was only a scar that had grown up. It was a bit uneven to the touch. It was better than lifeless.

I sat up and yawned, and asked the fat man, "Why are you here? I called you yesterday, aren't you still happy to come, brother? Are you pretending to be hibernating?"

The fat man was throwing half a dead branch into the fire, he paused when he heard me ask this question, looked at me with weird eyes, and said: "Sleep stupid, you, where can I be if I'm not here, little brother hasn't come out."

I sat up from the ground in confusion, saw a huge bronze door, and the song "SEEYOUAGAIN" was still flowing in my ears, I pinched myself, the pain was terrible.

It turned out that I had a dream. I didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or what to do, so I rubbed my eyes hard and sat up cross-legged.I don't know how long I slept, but Fatty's cell phone was still charged, so it shouldn't be long. He seemed to click on the loop of the single, and the singing continued.

It's been a long day without you my friend

And I'll tell you all about it when I see you again

We'vecome alongwayfromwherewebegan look back at us hand in hand through the long journey

OhI'll tell you all about it when Isee you again

……

Bebroke and the love will never get lost

Bebroke and the love will never get lost

Andwhen brotherhoodcome firstthentheline we will never betray each other

WillneverbecrossedestablisheditonourownJust because this profound friendship is based on our true wishes

When that line had to be drawn and that line is what

WereachremembermewhenI'mgonePlease remember me even when I'm gone

WereachremembermewhenI'mgonePlease remember me even when I'm gone

I just had such a dream, and now I feel uncomfortable when I listen to this song again, especially because his tone is not cheerful, and it adds a three-point etherealness to it when it reverberates in an empty cave, which makes my skin crawl.

I reached out and choked the music, the fat man turned his head to look at me strangely, and I said, "I had a nightmare."

The fat man didn't take it seriously: "I thought what you were going to say, when did you have a sweet dream? It's so strange."

"I dreamed that my little brother came out, but he came out on the lunar calendar. We had already left after he came out, so he went to Hangzhou to find me, but he couldn't find me, so he went to sell fruit. Later I found him and brought him Take him back to my small shop, he will visit the shop with me during the day, and sleep on the broken sofa outside my house at night..."

The fat man said, "Isn't this a beautiful dream?"

I said it would be a beautiful dream if I didn't wake up, but I woke up, and now I'm still staying in Changbai Mountain with you fat man, so this is a nightmare, and it's the scariest nightmare I've ever had in my life.

The fat man's belly was exposed. I looked at the mottled scars and asked the fat man, "When you painted with your nails on your belly, did it hurt?"

"Then don't you talk nonsense, can you stop the pain, what can you do with the pain, you have to do it if it hurts, brother, don't worry about it?" The fat man didn't care, as if he was talking about other people's affairs.

Some things are painful to do, especially for people in our line of work, no one will show off with a few cuts on the body, and when everyone takes off their clothes, they will not be skinny and tender, and the wind and rain Going in, who is more difficult than the other, and who is easier than the other.

I patted the fat man, and stared at the huge bronze door in front of me in a daze. I had three dreams, and I couldn't tell whether I was dreaming or awake.I have read too much information, and every time I read it, I feel like I am dreaming, and I feel like I am actually there. As a result, I am a little confused about this kind of thing now.

is reality?Or a dream?I have experienced many things in my sleep countless times, but when I woke up, I found that it was really just a dream.

I looked at the bronze door, the bonfire in this kind of place is no longer a warm yellow color, but a cold blue color, I knew that my face would have a terrifying color under this kind of light, so I said to the fat man: "Call me!" Waistcoat, bring in all the explosives you can bring in, and I'm going to blow up this bronze door."

The fat man tried to stop me, but failed, and even Xiao Hua ventured in once, and they tried to stop my crazy behavior with emotion and reason.The fat man said what if the little brother came out soon and was opening the door, and you kicked twice, and the little brother was blown to death by you again, what should I do?

I said that was just bad luck for him, no matter what, I must blow up this bronze door, I will not be safe if I don’t blow it up, if you are afraid, you all go out, and I will blow it up alone.

In the end, I agreed, and brought in a lot of C4s, pasted explosives everywhere on the bronze door, as if they were going to blow up a bunker.

I took a deep breath...

"boom--!!"

"Ahhhhh!!!"

I opened my eyes and saw the ceiling of my small shop. I rubbed my temples tiredly. I said it was a dream, and it was a dream within a dream. I finally fell asleep. Can't I have a good dream?

There was still a lot of noise below, noisy, indirectly accompanied by the music of seeyouagain, I finally knew why I dreamed of the Bronze Gate, damn Wang Meng, he can't even play songs.Then I heard Wang Meng's yelling, and I knew that the voice just now was from Wang Meng, and I wanted to deduct his salary, but I didn't know what smashed me again, and there was such a loud bang.

In addition to Wang Meng, there is also a very loud and familiar voice yelling: "Can you stop howling? It's not that your hand is broken, why are you howling!"

"Oh, please keep your voice down, the boss is sleeping, if you wake him up, we will all end badly!"

I've been woken up now, I yawned, I don't really want to get up, it's really a bit too cold outside, it's so early in the morning.

"Come on, hurry up and get the car keys. The fat man has to send the little brother to the hospital in a hurry. This wrist can be broken, big or small. If the child's future is delayed by sending it late, won't Faqiu Erzhi be useless?" .”

Broken wrist?Hair mound two fingers...

Holy shit! ! ! !

I didn't even bother to put on my shoes and rushed downstairs barefoot. Sure enough, I saw the fat figure of the fat man. They were still chattering in a circle. I pushed the fat man and Wang Meng away and saw Poker Bottle His hands were twisted into a weird angle, and he was holding his wrists and trying to set his own bones.

I exploded immediately, without bothering to question them, I rushed up and hugged Poker Bottle in my arms, and shouted: "Drive! Go to the hospital! The fuck will heal just by looking at it!?"

Wang Meng rushed out immediately, probably looking for a car, the fat man thought I was a bit exaggerated when he saw my eagerness to eat people, he didn't think it was a big deal at all, after all, Poker Finger's injuries were worse than this every time , and said with a playful smile: "Don't be so excited, naive, I just broke a bone when I saw nothing serious..."

"Just broke a fucking bone!? Broken bone is not a big deal? Did you do it, you fat man!?" If I had any hair, I would probably be blown up by now, and I was a little afraid to touch Poker's hand, I I have also broken a bone, and I know that breaking a bone is very painful, especially the wrist bone.

His wrist was broken once ten years ago to save me. If that bone is still broken this time, I don’t know if there will be any sequelae in the future. He may have bone hyperplasia and another habitual fracture. , It can hurt to death on rainy and cloudy days.

Wang Meng drove the car and finally arrived. I drove the fat man to sit in the front seat, and sat in the back seat with the oil bottle on him. I told Wang Meng to drive faster, regardless of the speed limit red light.Wang Meng immediately kicked the accelerator and rushed out. When the wheels ran over the speed bump, people jumped up from the car seat. I immediately said: "Wang Meng! Can the car be driven steadily!? I bumped into my brother's hand It broke your spine!!"

It's been a long time since I've been so angry. I didn't get so angry when I broke something. Isn't it just a pain? Grandpa has long been used to it.But it's different now, the one with the broken bone is Poker Bottle, and it broke for no reason, I didn't even see the process.

In addition to being angry, I also felt inexplicable guilt. I thought he would never suffer such a serious injury again. With my current ability, at least during the time I was alive, he could live the life of an ordinary person with peace of mind. , how can ordinary people break their bones twice in three days.

When I was sent to the hospital, I went to the emergency department, but today I don’t know what kind of wind was blowing, and more than a dozen fractures. When Wang Meng inquired that a bus had an accident, the whole car was pulled over.Those patients became more and more miserable one by one. Several white femur bones were poked out of the flesh, and the whole orthopedics department cried like hell.

Compared with those people, the little brother's injury was nothing in the eyes of the doctors and nurses, so he threw it over coldly and said wait, without even looking at it.I was so angry that I really wanted to roll up my sleeves and fight with them. I don't care what other people are like. In my eyes, Pokerfing's wrist bones are the most important.

But this hospital is already the nearest one, and it will take a long time to change it. If I really beat up the doctor, I really don’t want to see the bones today.

I suppressed my anger, and asked the fat man: "What happened to it? Tell me clearly, what happened to my wrist?"

Logically speaking, there is basically nothing that will hurt him on the ground. Even if an accelerating car rushes over, it is estimated that he can escape safely with the skill of the oil bottle. It is too oolong for him to be injured. I want to give the fat man a solid beating.

It turned out that the fat man came early in the morning. I have not recovered from my insomnia, and I fell asleep after staying up for most of the night yesterday. I didn't wake up in the morning and was still immersed in nightmares.As soon as Wang Meng said that I hadn't woken up, he didn't bother me. He sat and waited below. While waiting, he saw some fitness equipment I prepared for Poker Finger. It was specially customized by me to prevent Poker Finger from degrading his body. Yes, Poker Bottle will spend four or five hours on them every day.

Fatty fell in love with the dumbbells I specially customized for Poker Fase. One set of those dumbbells was so heavy that neither Wang Meng nor I could lift them.As soon as the fat man saw his strength, he got up and wanted to show off his skills. He obviously forgot his age, and felt that he was still a young man in his twenties.

As a result, as soon as he lifted the dumbbell, his feet slipped. Pokerfoil had a quicker reflex and immediately wanted to help him. Obviously, the fat man's weight plus the dumbbell is not a small number. The fat man pressed firmly and hit the edge of the table, and it broke with a click.

I stared at the fat man, his eyes were really cannibalistic, very ferocious, two nurses walked past me and ran away, probably thinking that I accidentally got lost and entered the psychiatric department.

The fat man smiled awkwardly twice: "I was wrong. I confessed my mistakes to the party and the people. I blame me. Don't be angry. Whose body is to blame if you get angry? If my brother's wrist doesn't heal, I will raise him for the rest of my life." Can't you?"

I kicked it with one kick: "Who are you cursing!? I'm telling you, fat man, if my wrist doesn't heal, I'll tear your arm off! See if I can do it! This is you! If it were another person, I would break his 410 bones into [-] pieces!"

Poker bottle squeezed my shoulder, and I calmed down immediately. I turned my head and asked nervously, "Brother, is there something wrong? That fat man is so heavy, did he press his arm? Damn it, Wang Meng Wang Meng! I feed you to eat rice, right? Cut the queue for me! Find someone to call! I’ll send you to the hospital if I don’t see a doctor within an hour! Do you hear me?!”

I didn't sleep well in the first place, I was tossing and tossing in dreams for several days in a row, and I woke up with a splitting headache, not to mention being furious for so long.

Wang Meng immediately drooped his face, and he was about to cry: "Boss, I can't do it. There are too many people now. Our business has nothing to do with the hospital. I really can't do anything..."

Poker Ping put a coat on me and said to Wang Meng, "Go and buy some clothes and shoes."

As if Wang Meng had received an amnesty, he immediately had to run away. I saw that the clothes on my body were a stuffy coat, and I immediately looked at his wrist nervously: "What are you doing nonsense, hold it tight and don't let go."

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the nurse finally came out and told us to go in. The doctor only touched it twice and asked the nurse to bring a splint. I asked if I needed a cast. It’s just plaster and plaster. If it’s necrotic, it’s yours and mine? The big guy’s wrist is just broken. The young man’s recovery ability is good, and he’ll be fine in a month! Are you his family member? Family members don’t quarrel with this, Bother me to see a doctor, go and go! Pay and go!"

I have such a bad temper, if it wasn’t because he was a doctor, I would have put my AK47 directly on the forehead. The fat man was probably afraid that I would really kill and bloody the hospital if I stayed for a while, so he dragged me out to find the toll office.

After paying the fee, swiping the card and taking the medicine, I finally relaxed a bit, my temples throbbed, and the old headache happened again.After being so relaxed, I suddenly felt a little cold, and when I looked down, I found that my appearance was a bit unbearable to look at.

I was so anxious that I didn't bother to put on shoes and clothes when I rushed out. Now I'm wearing long johns and long johns with my bare feet, and my hair is still sticking to my face. No wonder those nurses look at me The eyes look like looking at a neuropathy.It's no wonder that Poker-Face endured the pain in his hands and took off his coat for me to wear. If he didn't give me such a coat, I would probably have caught a cold by now.

There is no clothing store next to the hospital. Wang Meng bought a particularly large down jacket and jeans from somewhere. The shoes directly bought me a pair of girls' snow boots. Fortunately, they were black and inconspicuous. I wore them. After boarding, the whole penguin was wheezing as it walked.

In this situation, I don’t have to be in the mood, as long as it’s warm, the hand on Poker’s side has already been splinted and hung around my neck, which made my heart ache.

This injury is really not worth the money, it's meaningless at all, I feel aggrieved, I can't get revenge, I can't really tear the fat man's shoulders off, he didn't mean it, it was purely accidental injury.

After such a commotion, the whole morning passed. The four of us didn’t eat a bite of breakfast, and our stomachs were empty. It was really hard to drive home, so we found a nearby noodle shop to fill our stomachs.

Poker Finger and I ate green vegetable noodles, Wang Meng ordered a bowl of beef noodles, and Fatty ordered a large bowl of stewed noodles. Roll the bottom on the chopsticks, blow it cool and hand it to Poker Ping's mouth: "Ah~~~~~"

The fat man immediately put on a toothless expression, covered his cheeks and said, "As for you? My brother hurt his right hand, and he still has a left hand. With his skill, he must be omnipotent. Can you let him eat well? You Do you really treat me like a cripple? Have you asked my opinion? How can he eat you in such a public place?"

I chuckled: "If it weren't for you, a fat man, let alone eating with his right hand, he could have lifted the table with his right hand and hit you on the face."

Fatty was wronged, and immediately made a gesture of spreading his hands: "Hey you! Don't disturb you! Hey hey!"

Wang Meng buried his head in eating the noodles and didn't dare to say a word, he didn't even dare to make a sound while eating the noodles, for fear that my firepower would focus on him and blow him to pieces.

Neither Poker Fase nor I are people who care about other people's eyes. When I feed him, he opens his mouth and eats without a single objection. He eats very slowly. I'm afraid that he will hurt his stomach by eating in a hurry, so I feed him even more slowly.

The fat man had already finished eating, and he couldn’t bear to look straight at him. When someone came in, he raised a bowl and tried to cover his fat face. He felt that it was embarrassing to sit with our doggy couple. He said with emotion: "Dog abuse Bullying Fat Master’s lonely family! The sour smell of love! Now only Fat Master and I exude the fragrance of a single dog~”

I hehe: "Is there a single dog your age? A dog can't live to your age, and it still smells good. You haven't bathed for more than ten days, right? Hahahaha."

The fat man had a look of resentment: "Comrade innocent, over the years, you have lost your hair a few times, and your nerves are still so thick. I didn't even notice the fat man. Brother, do you care about him? If you don't care about this child, you will be fine." Useless!"

I chuckled, and smeared the soup bowl that Poker Bottle had eaten on the fat man's face.

Assi!go to hell!

I put the Poker Bottle into the group of key animal protection. I basically rely on feeding for three meals. I gave him my bed, and I made a floor bunk next to the bed, lest he accidentally roll off the sofa and sleep again. His arms fell, and I squeezed the toothpaste for him to brush his teeth at night and put it on the cup.

The fat man pretended to make up for his mistakes, occupied my sofa, and said he wanted to take care of my little brother. I can't rest assured that he will take care of him, he can't take care of himself well.He ran on me, saying that I am simply a boring little daughter-in-law now, and if I break my wrist, I wish I could do everything for 24 filial piety, so what can I do in the future.

I don't care about it like him, he doesn't understand at all, I have a parental mentality, as the saying goes, it hurts my son's body and hurts my mother's heart... Bah, it doesn't seem right, anyway, my mentality is very It's normal, he's just jealous of my little brother.

Poker bottle looks young, who knows how old he is, what if the recovery ability is no longer what it used to be, and what to do if he suffers from habitual fractures?

When I thought about Pokerfase breaking my wrist, I would get a stomach ache and get up in the middle of the night to call my father. I knew he might not be asleep at this point, so I wanted to ask the fractured patient what to eat quickly.

My father was a little anxious when he heard it, and thought it was my broken bone, so I said it wasn't me, the little brother, his wrist was broken, and I wanted to make him some food and mending hands.My father was speechless when he heard it. He didn't speak for a long time, and finally sighed. He said that he would not be able to explain clearly for a while, and you might not be able to do it. He bought the materials tomorrow and came to me in person to demonstrate it to me.

When I went back to the room, Pokerfing leaned against the head of the bed and touched his wrist, I immediately became nervous: "What's wrong, does it hurt?"

Poker Bottle shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."

Seeing his dead look, I can't beat him, maybe it doesn't hurt?That's the bone!Did he degenerate after living for a long time?Who would laugh at him for failing to say that it hurts, so I'm going to stick with it!Pooh!

I slapped the table: "Be honest! Does it hurt?"

Poker bottle was silent, he glanced at me, and finally changed his words: "I can bear it, this pain is nothing."

The anger in my heart came up slowly, if I didn't care about the hoof he hoisted, I would have gone up and grabbed his neck.Boyouping still looked calm and calm, I was jumping around and didn't know that I thought my arm was broken.

I don't know what to say, indeed, crying out for pain is not good for the wound at all, and it won't be much better, but I just don't like to see him holding everything in his heart, and I get angry and angry when I see it.

I was afraid that I could not help but get angry, so I went downstairs to smoke a cigarette to calm down. The fat man was playing on the computer. He saw me coming down to smoke and came over to rub one, and asked me: "What's wrong, my face is longer than Changbai Mountain , who made our naive Wu Xie angry?"

"roll!"

"Look at you. It's been so many years since you've been angry like a bun. Why did you get sick after you broke your wrist? Where did all the patience go? It's all over, otherwise it's just you Temper, not all screwed up."

"You also said that everything is over. I have pretended for so many years, and now I am not allowed to return to my original nature? Is there any law of heaven? Is there any humanity?"

"You didn't have such a violent temper before. What's the matter? I don't know you well after our friendship for so many years. Tell me, what's the matter?"

"...It's okay, I'm just aggrieved." I rubbed my hair and smoked the cigarette in my hand in one breath. The nicotine irritated the lungs and nasal mucous membranes, and the pain was unbearable.

The fat man patted me on the shoulder, and turned my arms around: "Why don't you tell Fat Master what you are feeling aggrieved about? Fat Master is your caring little padded jacket and your Zhuge Kongming, who will advise you."

I don't know what to say, I know I've been abnormal these few days, I'm like a firecracker, I don't like anyone, I can't find Wang Meng.

Anxiety, mania, restlessness, neurasthenia, I don't need to see a doctor to know what's wrong with me, I know it has something to do with my dreams, I'm afraid, I'm using a violent way to determine where I am now In the real world, all this is real, not illusory, not a dream.

I'm going crazy.

I told the fat man about my problem, and he asked me if I ever suspected that the real world was a dream, and I said yes, but it was not as serious as it is now.

The fat man sighed: "Innocent, you didn't realize that you are not afraid that the world is a dream, but you are afraid that my brother is a dream. You said that you finally hoped for my little brother, but he obediently agreed." Don’t run around, just stay here, how good it is, so you instinctively suspect that this is fake, for fear that you will be beaten back to your original shape when you open your eyes, after all, it’s just that you don’t feel safe!”

I was surprised that the fat man could say such a reasonable thing, and he started to be serious again: "So I tell you the best solution is to tie the little brother to your waistband, and take it with you wherever you go." , so that you have a sense of security and will not doubt life."

I was convinced that I had found the wrong person to discuss with, so I rolled my eyes and went back to sleep. Poker-Face seemed to have something to say to me, but he didn't say anything in the end.I suspect that he smells the smoke on my body, but I have been very explosive recently, and he is afraid that it will have the opposite effect to control me, so he doesn't say anything.

The sense of security is really a mysterious thing, I sighed, closed my eyes and fell asleep.