flammable relationship

He dreamed of her again.She and her old lover.She and her guests.

Kraft-hued lights, criss-crossed legs, messy clothes, and creaking beds are like a canoe sailing against the wind in a stormy sea. There was a sharp whine, and the abnormal sound of the skeleton breaking came from the depths of the bed.

He puffed out his cheeks, lying motionless on his stomach, expressionlessly chewing the expired bread that was sold at a low price before the supermarket closed.Chewing silently, afraid of disturbing the interest of the guests, he tensed his body, his eyes were bloodshot, like a wolf cub that has been hungry for too long, staring straight at the overlapping figures reflected on the mottled wall, dark brown There was a gleam of hatred and sarcasm in his eyes.

Damn dogs and men.

Customers are always dissatisfied during the transaction process.

"Too small. You women can always create a big illusion in one way or another. I feel like I've been cheated...fuck, what are you hiding from?"

"My God, look at this scar on your belly, it's so ugly, it's a fucking disappointment for women who have given birth."

"How many children have you had? Does your son know who his real father is, hahaha..."

"Why not? Huh? Why are you like a dead fish? Damn, I didn't pay to see your dead face."

A long process, the transaction is over.

The metal buckle of the belt jingled, and he saw the disgusting curly hair on the man's calf dangling beside the bed, and saw several red bills scattered from the wallet, next to which lay the discarded milky white rubber holster , a foul-smelling turbid liquid slowly flowed out of it.

He couldn't look away, his eyes were full of flames, and he gradually couldn't restrain the trembling all over his body, his stomach full of saliva and expired bread spasmed violently.The spasm went up from the brainstem to the toes, like a powerful concrete mixer, churning the muscles and thoughts in the whole body.

After he finished, he crawled out and glanced at the naked woman sitting on the bed smoking a cigarette.When the woman saw him, her slender eyebrows moved, and she was slightly surprised on her pale face.The woman is very beautiful, even if she is no longer young, she is still full of charm. She tore off the messy quilt, covered the bruises on her body, and the cigarette in her mouth danced up and down between her faded lips: "As an enlightenment... Said, that person's technique just now is too bad, don't learn it."

He lost his temper, called women whores, and cursed a lot of the dirtiest and most indecent words in the world, then turned his head and ran out, knelt in the cold moonlight, and vomited until he vomited all the bile and stomach acid , Didn't stop until he felt hungry.

At this time, the scene was constantly changing, and the thin body was constantly elongating.He knelt for many years until his knees became numb, and when he realized something, he hurried back to the house.

There was no one on the bed for a long time, and there was an exquisite photo frame on the dilapidated dressing table, inside was a black and white portrait of a woman, her face without makeup was like a beautiful and elegant jasmine flower.

He regretted so much that he hugged his head and cried until he lost his voice and the tears ran dry.

Da da da.A pair of elegant brown leather shoes slowly stepped into the blurred vision.Inside the leather shoes are black socks, and further up, there are clean and straight calves, and further up, there are no pants, no belts, only white shirts floating around, and loose black ties.

"I'm coming to the funeral."

——The man held a sprig of jasmine soaked in dew, and handed it over with pity on his eyes.

He stared blankly at the man descending like a god. Dew dripped from the white petals and landed on his dry lips. He stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked it.

"Will you love me?" he asked.

The man didn't answer, and took Jasmine back.

This action irritated him, anger and grief ensued.

He felt the panting in his throat becoming heavy and rapid, and the heart in his chest was beating endlessly as if he had been injected with a stimulant.

Then, the scene fell into an unprecedented chaos, like a montage film, the camera shakes, the light and shadow overlap, for a while there are flowers and leaves being crushed and trampled, for a while the man's seductive winking eyes, and for a while A bloody scratch above the collarbone.

A frame flashed by, and Zhang Yi's face even absurdly appeared in the broken mirror. The girl's eyes were very explicit, and she was watching this absurd indulgence mockingly.The feeling of being voyeurized stimulated the secretion of adrenaline even more, he became ruthless, grabbed the man's ankle and dragged him into his arms.

"Don't do that."

The man's gentle and clean face was full of forbearance, his socks were scattered everywhere, only his snow-white feet rested on his chest, pushing him away, his slender hands went behind his back, and pointed a gun at him .

It was a wet pistol, and the handle of the gun was full of water stains and slime.

"I advise you not to do it," the man said, pulling the shiny trigger with his index finger.

But he was already on his knees before him, leaning forward, holding the barrel of the gun with one hand so the muzzle was pleasantly pressed against his sweaty forehead.Then he moved his Adam's apple and said hoarsely, "Do it."

……

The alarm clock set on the mobile phone rang suddenly, Wei Ran opened his eyes suddenly, the hot breath burned his esophagus, he turned over and sat up and swiped the screen of the mobile phone, the surroundings became quiet again, only the chaotic heartbeat could be heard.Feeling the confinement of the jeans on his body, he froze for a moment, then lay back down again, pulled his crotch, and calmed his unsteady breathing in the dark.

This is Wei Ran's first time having this kind of dream, all thanks to Liu Yingchao's little Huang Man.

Liu Yingchao was very distressed. Brother Ran recently looked at him with strange eyes, he seemed hesitant to speak, and asked him like a gourd without a mouth, and shook his head speechlessly.It felt like a doctor who was going to issue a critical illness notice to a terminal cancer patient. It made people feel uncertain and always felt that they would be sentenced to death one day.

Fu Yiheng also felt that Wei Ran had calmed down a lot recently, he came to the office to stroll around looking for something to do, and he didn't rush to keep an eye on people in class.Sometimes Mr. Fu's inspector's gaze would catch him inadvertently, but this kid was uncharacteristically avoiding him with a guilty conscience, either pretending to be very interested in the ceiling, or admiring the grass growing outside the window and the warblers flying in the April sky.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, the boy must be holding back bad water, Fu Yiheng prepared himself mentally, but he didn't wait for Wei Ran to be a demon, but he ushered in the second grade of high school first.

Generally speaking, among the three mock exams before the college entrance examination, the first model is arranged after the first round of review in the third year of senior high school, so the content of the test is more basic and conventional; the third model will be relatively simple due to time reasons, so as to give candidates sufficient confidence. Can get a good result in the college entrance examination; after a comprehensive comparison, in terms of the breadth of knowledge and the difficulty of the questions, the second model has been the most difficult one over the years.

Before the exam, the students were very uneasy, and the teachers of all subjects also paid great attention to it, and repeated the old-fashioned key and difficult points again and again.Just one week before the exam, students will find that no matter how many times they do the same question type, they will still make mistakes next time. The face is blank, this is an eternal law.

The college entrance examination is a protracted battle, and every time you cross the river of mock exams, it is a phased victory.In the process of wading the river, some students encountered rocks and temporarily ran aground, some students were swept up by the storm and drowned directly, and some students, the stronger the wind and the bigger the waves, the more high-spirited their fighting spirit.Thousands of sails raced, a low-key small broken ship, which was not noticed by anyone, came on the wind and waves, and arrived at the exclusive pier of the winner first.

On the day the results were announced, the entire third-year department was in an uproar.

In the corner of the office, the teachers surrounded the desk of the head teacher of class six.

"What kind of dark horse is this?" The leader of the mathematics team held Wei Ran's test paper and was amazed. "He actually figured out both solutions to this question? He also used a brand new way of thinking, and the steps were skipped." There are so many, but it doesn’t affect others’ understanding at all.”

"What do you mean?" the old physics teacher snorted. "Physics is seriously out of class, and college students who study this major may not be able to do it. This kid is awesome, his IQ is going to be two hundred."

"And this kid doesn't listen very much in class." Wei Ran's English teacher still had an unbelievable look on his face, with a bit of indignation and a little bit of pride on his expression. Question, I chose C all in one mouth, and I was so angry that I was so angry. Who would have thought that he could get this score? Just now I was thinking that this brat would not cheat, right? Thinking about it again, heh, the one who cheats gets the highest score Isn't Fen'er so mad at being copied?"

"This result, with such a high total score, is it ranked among the top three in the grade?"

"Not necessarily. His Chinese is a shortcoming, and it can't be regarded as a shortcoming. It's quite satisfactory. I think his writing level needs to be improved."

"But he is too much ahead of other students in other subjects. I think there is hope for the top three."

"Top three? Oops, you haven't counted carefully, have you..."

Many people in the industry with three-inch tongues were talking and chattering in their ears, and Mr. Fu was numb. He wished to separate his ears and let them stand on their own, so as to save other senses from being affected by it.

It is impossible not to be surprised. Although Fu Yiheng knew that Wei Ran was smart and his grades were not bad, he did not expect to show his strength. He can be so good, which greatly exceeded expectations, and he jumped to the biggest surprise of the year.Moreover, talent and luck are definitely not the only factor behind this, and hard work must also account for a large proportion. Teacher Fu can't imagine where Wei Ran squeezed out the time for reviewing. He can't speak at the moment, only I feel lucky: Fortunately, this kid decided to come back to study, otherwise he would have ruined a good seedling.

When the ranking came out, there was no surprise, Wei Ran came out on top, first in his grade.

The pot exploded among the students.

For a while, almost everyone was asking who Wei Ran is, what class Wei Ran is in, is this Wei Ran that Wei Ran, why is Wei Ran so good, he got full marks in math!Class [-] and [-] of high school also became the focus of attention of the whole school, and many people took advantage of the get out of class to come and watch Xueshen through the windows.

It turns out that Xue Shen not only has good grades, but also is ridiculously handsome, and the number of fans has skyrocketed.

"Brother, give me a rub." Liu Yingchao calmly accepted his setting of Brother Ran as an extraordinary product, and came over to touch Wei Ran a few times if he had nothing to do, and said a few words with envy, "You Ouhuang , once we get rid of the blame, we mortals will not be able to climb high. Come, come, bring two brothers, and rub."

"Roll, touch it for 100 yuan, and the price will be clearly marked." Wei Ran kicked him, showing his right hand, "This is the right hand of God, touch it for [-] yuan."

"Bah, look, you're so shameless." Liu Yingchao spat at him.

After spitting, he took out his meal card, put it in Wei Ran's pocket, winked, then held Brother Ran's hand reverently, and shook it vigorously, muttering while shaking: "Koi Koi bless me, let me Flying low..."

Wei Jinli: "..."

At this time, the class teacher quietly walked past the door with the lesson plan in his arms, and called out his name: "Wei Ran, come to the office before school."

Wei Ran pulled out his hand with difficulty, and turned his head to look over.

With just one glance, he could see that Mr. Fu was in a good mood, the lines of his eyes were curved, the corners of his mouth were raised, his fingers were tapping the folder happily, and even his voice was full of smiles.

Wei Ran's heart trembled, and he remembered that absurd dream again, in which he also smiled at him like this.

Looking at each other for two seconds, Wei Ran was still a little guilty, but he didn't avoid it this time, put his two fingers together on the brow bone, and made a gesture of obedience.

At the same time, a small thought wandered around in my stomach: I did well in the exam this time, it is a good opportunity, ask for a small reward or something, as long as it is not too much, Teacher Fu will not refuse, right?

The author has something to say: stream of consciousness is dreaming, I hope that the special interrogator father will not notice me...