Southern tide

The person who came was called Cao Sheng, and some called him Brother Cao, and some called him Brother Sheng.Anyway, bro.

Cao Sheng is one year older than Mu Yang and one year younger than Zhou Mingshea.He goes to school late, so he can be a classmate with Mu Yang.This person is famous far and wide among his neighbors and folks, so there is nothing to talk about.One word, "mix".

Dare to go in with white knives and go out with red knives.

Zhou Mingshea knew it at a glance.

He once had a master in Erdaobaihe.This master is a Manchu, an old hunter with superb archery skills.He taught him how to ride a horse, how to use a knife, how to light a bonfire with stones in the wild, and how to roam the world in the wind and snow. When he was 14 years old, he quarreled with his mother. Facing the worst snow and wind in the twelfth lunar month of winter, he led his horse over the fence and into the barren mountain.He lit a fire in the cave, trying to rely on the skills taught by his master to spend the night, but in the middle of the night, the fire went out and he saw green eyes.

This is wolf.

There are wolves in the mountains, and wolves are more terrifying than bears.The bear will get tired, ride a horse and run a few steps, the bear will no longer chase, the wolf will not.Wolves may be the most stubborn creatures in the world. They will chase you persistently until they bite off a small piece of muscle at the base of your leg.

That night, Zhou Mingshea met a wolf.

He fought the wolf with a knife, the wind and thunder roared, and the horse's hoof pierced the air.Exhausted from his bloody battle in the gale, he stabbed the wolf in the stomach just as the wolf's fangs were about to pierce his neck.The blood spurted out and spattered his face, so hot that for a moment his eyes were blinded.However, he never forgot the wolf's eyes before he died.Cold, stubborn, aggressive...

These are Cao Sheng's eyes.

If Mu Yang is a leopard, elegant and detached, only when he is bullied, he will pursue him relentlessly, and he will take revenge, but Cao Sheng is a wolf who doesn't ask for reason.Like Zhou Mingsheath, the prey he sees will not let go.

Cao Sheng is a dangerous person.

He stood aside and listened to Cao Sheng and Mu Yang speak in Cantonese, half-guessing and knowing that Cao Sheng was being chased by the police.He said that he was so happy today, he was so high that he went crazy, he rode the motorcycle fast, rushed into the village in the city, and passed the drunk driving guard.Being pursued relentlessly into the alley, he had no choice but to abandon the car and flee.

"They blocked all the doors, so I can't get out. I can only come to you." Cao Sheng said, "Stay here for one night."

Mu Yang agreed after a moment of silence.But his silence suddenly made Zhou Mingshea feel alienated.

He could keenly perceive that Cao Sheng was more special to Mu Yang than those other friends of Mu Yang.They were friends - or rather, had been friends.Now there is a gap.The gap is not deep or shallow, but it is enough to exhaust Mu Yang.

Zhou Mingsheath had such an intuition.

Sure enough, after Cao Sheng finished talking about the cause and effect, Mu Yang rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find a quilt, threw it on the sofa, pointed to the pillow and told him, "Go to sleep. We'll talk when we wake up. The wine is in the refrigerator. You can give as much as you want." money."

Cao Sheng said, "You slept with him?"

Mu Yang said, "Cao Sheng." He was silent for a moment, "It's not too late to wash your hands in the golden basin."

The two didn't speak again.

Zhou Mingshean followed Mu Yang to the second floor.As expected, the second floor was extremely narrow. They lay down, their legs were almost overlapped, and their heads were pressed against their foreheads, embracing each other extremely intimately.

There was a small skylight on the top of the second floor, and a ray of light was leaking. Mu Yang didn't close his eyes, but covered his face with his hands, and watched quietly with his eyes lowered.

Zhou Mingshea knew that he was not asleep.He was counting Mu Yang's breaths.

So he said, "Friend?"

Mu Yang didn't even look back at him, he already knew what Zhou Mingxie wanted to ask.He was referring to Cao Sheng.

"A former classmate."

"good relationship?"

"so so."

Zhou Mingshea turned his face to look at him, with rare seriousness in his tone: "Don't get too close."

Mu Yang was quiet for a moment, and finally turned his head with a smile: "I'm so close to you, are you still afraid of him?" The implication is that Zhou Mingsheath is even more terrifying than him.But the teasing in this person's words was like being coquettish, which made Zhou Mingshea very useful.

Zhou Mingsheath curled the corners of his mouth: "I'm different. Am I treating you badly?"

Mu Yang didn't bother to talk to him: "Cao Sheng is different from what you think."

Zhou Mingshe didn't refute, but he stretched out his hand to cover Mu Yang with the quilt.There is a fan in the room, blowing directly above the head.It was warm wind.This is unhealthy, and it is easy to fall to the root of the disease, but the firepower of young people is too strong, so it must be blown.

Mu Yang stretched his two long legs, and lay briskly on the bed without pajama pants, just a suspenders.Zhou Mingshea glanced ambiguously, and saw the slightly bulging place under the underwear/pants.He didn't see anything in Mu Yang, but in himself.

So he hid his baby with a quilt with a guilty conscience.

Zhou Mingshea said, "Did you see his hand?"

Mu Yang turned his head.

"He has paint on his hand. The paint is very special. When the light flickers, green turns blue, blue turns green, like paint. Do you know what that is?" Zhou Mingxie said, "That's the color of banknotes. That's The special dye is very difficult to wash off. If it is stained, it will not be cleaned for a lifetime," Zhou Mingxiu pointed, "Did he tell you about this?"

Mu Yang raised the corner of his mouth: "No." He paused, and before Zhou Mingshea could criticize, he said, "But I know."

Mu Yang suddenly turned up and pressed Zhou Ming's sheath: "Do you think I'm some kind of Little Red Riding Hood, Mr. Big Bad Wolf?" He joked about boring fairy tales, "I don't care about the dirty and smelly things in this world. I know everything. I have a bottom line. Those who cross my bottom line, I will call the police/uncle police," Mu Yang continued to be disgusting, "Except for Cao Sheng. I can't report him."

He pressed on Zhou Mingshea, Zhou Mingshea looked into his eyes and paused slightly.

"You saw his hand, but you only paid attention to his fingers, not his wrist. Did you see his right wrist?" Mu Yang lowered his head and stretched out his hand to pick a strand of Zhou Ming's sheathed hair: "It's broken. Then it was connected. Up to now, it’s still soft, and I can’t hold a pen, so it’s useless.”

Zhou Ming was taken aback.

"His mother is a painter, but his father is an asshole. He eats/drinks/whores/gambles/smokes, offends people, and ran away with them at the beginning of the century. I heard that he went to Hong Kong and never came back. Butt debt. The creditor came to the door, and his sister said that he had to work to pay back the money. So he took his luggage and went to the factory with them. He didn’t know until many years later,” Mu Yang said, “It’s not a factory, it’s a hotel. It’s not what I did. Serious business, it's prostitution."

"He never saw her again because she died. Back then, it was normal for a prostitute to die in that place. No one would even bother. Because it was up and down. Gray is the most dangerous color. Creditors came again , this time, I knew his mother was a painter, so I had other thoughts."

Mu Yang took out an old note from his pocket.He shook the newly printed fifth-version RMB gently, and shook it in front of Zhou Ming's sheath.Zhou Mingshe was puzzled.

Mu Yang said, "Does it look like it?"

Zhou Ming was taken aback.

"As long as it doesn't go into the banknote detector, no one can tell that it's a counterfeit banknote." Mu Yang said, "And this is just the first batch of counterfeit banknotes printed by Cao Sheng and the others."

As Mu Yang said, he tore up the counterfeit coin with his eyes "piercing".The broken edge was made of white paper, and only then did it show a little flaw.

"He is a genius, a genius for drawing. He can copy it on paper after just one glance. There is no mistake in any detail. It's a pity that the way is wrong. You know, counterfeit banknotes have to be printed .Type making is almost the most difficult. After passing this level, you can make a 'windfall'. It just so happens that his creditors do this business. They fell in love with him at a glance and wanted to take him away to pay off the debt. His mother disagreed, and was beaten almost to death. So he followed. He only used one hand to draw, the left hand. He is left-handed. So they broke the tendons in his right hand, so that he is a useless person, no There will be thoughts of betrayal. Then drag him into the quagmire."

"He thought about running," Mu Yang said, lighting a cigarette.The voice was so soft that Cao Sheng downstairs would not hear it. "He had collected evidence. He ran out of the big warehouse, scrambled to the Public Security Bureau, and solemnly handed over a bag of printed materials to the other party. As a result, the evidence disappeared. The next day, he He was caught back, hung from the ceiling, and was beaten severely for a day. They dragged him by the scalp and took him to the hotel. He saw the policeman he was looking for in the crowd full of people eating, drinking, and having fun. Only then did he understand what it means to be invisible end."

"He ran out later. I don't know the details, but it was very unpleasant. He couldn't stay in Dongguan/Dongguan. He ran to Hong Kong City, but those workshops belonged to the family, and they belonged to a city. In a city, Lingnan is not clean, and it is still the same today, I guess there must be other agreements between them, so he still has a life." Mu Yang said, "But that has nothing to do with me. I just take in occasionally Him. I can't help him, and I can't save him. I can only stand by and watch."

Zhou Mingshen said, "I've heard that it's dark here. I never thought it would be like this."

Mu Yang pinched the cigarette: "Isn't it the same everywhere? Where can you go in the north?"

Zhou Mingshea closed his eyes and thought about it for a long time: "Not good. They won't be so hysterical, but what they do is dirtier. What they drink is the hard-earned money of people like us."

Mu Yang said, "You and I are not the same kind of people."

Zhou Mingsheath said, "I said yes."

Mu Yang was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, turned over to sleep.There was a bad debt left between him and Zhou Mingshea today, which could no longer be settled.So he didn't plan to see this person, at least not in his dream.

However, he suddenly felt that someone was playing with his hair.

Zhou Ming was so bored that he stretched out his hand to braid Mu Yang's hair.His hair is too long, really suitable for a small braid.Not knowing where he learned this skill, Mu Yang clapped his hands.Zhou Ming said, "I used to tie my horse like this. I like that horse."

Mu Yang smiled angrily: "I'm not your horse."

Zhou Mingsheath raised the corners of his mouth: "But I like you."

Mu Yang was dumbfounded before he knew he was hooked.He sneered and rolled his eyes, but saw the moonlight outside the window.The moonlight was quiet, shining on Zhou Mingsheath, the moonlight was cold, but for some reason, he felt his heart that had been silent for a long time suddenly move.

Someone brings light in the dark.

So Mu Yang asked him to prick him: "What happened later?"

"What later?"

Mu Yang said, "That horse."

"Oh..." Zhou Mingshea smiled.After a while, he undid the little braid, loosened it, and slid his palm over Mu Yang's earlobe: "Then the horse died. Then I met you."

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The author has something to say:

All sensitive content in this article is all nonsense, no reference, no original form, no hint, no logic, so don't study it carefully.Another: There are no good people in this story, the three views of the characters do not represent the three views of the author, you are right.