Southern tide

The hunter will only hold the prey in his hands to tease him and bully him, but will not bite his neck off.That's why Mu Yang said so reservedly, without thinking it through.When I've made up my mind, I'll come to you to ask for it.

Zhou Mingshe didn't ask him if they were friends from now on.He doesn't have to ask.They already have a friendship.Although only once.

He and Mu Yang sat under the sun umbrella at the entrance of the soda shop in a daze.The parasol was neither big nor small, just enough to enclose the two of them.With the shadow covering my body, it is more comfortable than the air-conditioning.They were lazily leaning on wicker chairs like this, and no one could join in, and no one could disturb them.The two of them drank five bottles of orange soda.The last bottle was drunk together.They're all men, what do you care?

And Zhou Mingshen has not drunk these childish things for many years.He drinks.But for some reason, when she was with Mu Yang, she went back to the stupid things she did when she was a child.

The passers-by are colorful, and they talk under the sun umbrellas.

Mu Yang finally asked him, you are not a local.What are you doing in Hong Kong?

Zhou Mingsheath told him that he came to find someone.

"Who is it?"

"my mother."

Mu Yang just hummed lightly.He was not surprised, after all, generally speaking, mothers are always waiting at home with kind faces, young people don't need to look for her, she will rush to love you.But for people like them, looking for their father, mother, or other relatives and friends is a normal thing.

"What's her name?"

Zhou Mingshean told him his mother's name.

He asked what kind of person it was, and Zhou Mingshe described it.

What kind of person is the mother?Long hair, single eyelid, small eyes, thin lips, dark skin, freckles on face.Small and thin, with calluses on the palms.All his memories are only these fragments, and he can't splicing together the image of a beautiful mother.Mothers are rigid.

Mu Yang stretched his legs, and the sun jumped onto the shoe.

"I haven't seen it before, the port city is too big."

Zhou Mingxiu didn't expect such a coincidence in the world, but Mu Yang said, "But I can help you find out."

He turned his head to look at Zhou Mingshea, his eyes slightly bent.Just a little bit, revealing a narrow smile.It wasn't his real smile, it wasn't his joyous smile with an open heart that was defenseless.Zhou Mingshea suddenly felt uncomfortable, he wanted to see his most sincere smile, the kind that was only shown to himself.I want to see him smile shyly and innocently in the heat wave of red tide.

Zhou Ming scabbard didn't make a sound, it was a promise.Mu Yang put the money on the table.

Zhou Mingsheath grabbed his hand: "I invite you."

Mu Yang put his fingers on the peak of his lips and pretended to "shh".After all, he was still a young man, with a trace of cunning: "No. I can't owe you."

He walked back into the sun with his pockets in his pockets.

Zhou Mingshea watched him disappear at the end of the alley from a distance, and for the first time did not return the empty bottle to the shopkeeper.That's what Mu Yang drank. Mu Yang's tongue, teeth, and lips have all kissed the clear glass bottle mouth.It's as if you can see his hickey.Zhou Mingshea's heart skipped a beat, and a strong possessive desire arose in his heart.He suddenly realized that he was also a dirty person, and he would have dirty thoughts in his heart.

He met Mu Yang again later and asked him how his inquiries were going.

At that time, Mu Yang was casually sitting on the edge of the steps feeding the dog, which was a stray dog.He tore the bread into small pieces and threw them slowly on the ground piece by piece.The dog ate very anxiously, rubbing against his leg and acting like a spoiled child, but Mu Yang was cruel, so he just fed it slowly.For the last piece, he raised his hand and held it in front of Zhou Mingsheath.

His eyes were full of banter and playfulness, and he looked at him with a bottomless smile: "Do you want to eat?"

Zhou Mingshea smiled: "You treat me like a dog."

Mu Yang pretended to be serious and asked, "Aren't you?"

Zhou Mingshea stared at him heavily for a long while, then suddenly stretched his neck and grabbed the bread with his teeth.He had to lick Mu Yang's fingertips.This time it was Mu Yang's turn to frown slightly, he didn't expect Zhou Mingshean to keep such a trick.

Zhou Mingshea told him: "I am not a dog." He said: "I am a wolf."

Mu Yang clapped his hands and swept the bread crumbs on the ground.He told Zhou Mingshea to be patient when looking for someone.How can it be so fast?The news is spread little by little, from the speeding gangs, to the petty thieves, to the driver of those tourist attractions, to the scalpers who sneakily sell all kinds of smuggling tickets... They are the most well-informed people in this city, But they are very defensive.

Zhou Mingsheath said, "How long do I have to wait?"

Mu Yang jumped down the steps: "Don't rush me."

He suddenly remembered something, turned around and asked, "Where do you live?"

Zhou Mingshea waited for his words.Little Wild Cat finally remembered that not everyone in this world has a home.

So he told Mu Yang: "Under the overpass. On the street. By the side of the road. Or a chair in the park."

Mu Yang shook his head "tsk tsk", but he had no sympathy at all: "It's so pitiful."

Zhou Mingshe said: "Then why don't you help me? I owe you another favor."

Mu Yang took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth. The vague words ran out like waves pushed and pulled by his lips and teeth: "I am doing favors, not charity."

"I'm going to heat up on the road."

Mu Yang frowned his pretty eyebrows.He said, "Well, for my own sake."

As he said this, Zhou Mingshe looked at him quietly.His eyes are heavy, he doesn't know it himself, it turns out that such a look is called love, it's called pampering.Then I saw Mu Yang's eyes and smiled like a fox: "I know a hotel. The price is cheap and safe. No ID card is required. There is just one thing you have to prepare..."

He leaned close to Zhou Mingshea's ear, and said affectionately and ambiguously: "They always go there to have sex/love. The walls of the hotel are as thin as paper. The women bark very nicely. If you are hard... sleep Can't sleep?"

Zhou Mingsheath's ears were wet.He was warmed up by Mu Yang's breathing and words, and was in a state of tide.

At that time, he almost grabbed Mu Yang's wrist and took him to the hotel together.

Because he doesn't have to listen to women's voices at all.

As soon as Mu Yang spoke, he was hardened.