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Light a red plum and take a deep sip, and the smoke will choke all the way from the throat to the lungs.People are suffocated, and no matter how bad the smoke is, it is better than nothing.Of course, Liu Yadong didn't mean that he couldn't touch it, but he was spotted when he smoked, and he was easily dragged to Wutai to eat "fried dough sticks" and "Wuzhishan".

"Youtiao" is a stick, and "Wuzhishan" is a palm, which is very vividly described.It was the first time I ate, because I refused to accept the punishment of the martial arts supervisor, and used dirty words in my words.It was a scorching day, and the two-finger-thick white wax stick was thrown on the back with a short whistle. Liu Yadong gritted his teeth and endured not saying a word.As a result, he was at a loss, he suddenly pushed away the martial arts teacher, and rushed to vomit amidst the silent astonishment of the crowd.

It was a kind of humiliating excessive physiological stress reaction, and Napoleon was punished like that when he was a child, who explained it to him later.Later, the Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts School taught the boys who violated the rules and regulations. They were frank and frank. When they encountered a stubborn and silent boy, the martial arts teacher swept away his patella with a horizontal kick, which made people fly, and then grabbed the back of the neck. It should be light, it should be heavy!Hitting you just to make you cry, who can bear it? !

The twelfth lunar month in Sushui, the county seat, is so fucking cold, and the smoke is also frozen and thickened, and the net is like a raw yarn of green crab.Liu Yadong squatted on the side of the curb and rubbed his calloused hands vigorously, until they became hot, and ironed his quick-frozen cheeks.After the smoke has cleared, you can see the gray Baiju Ridge linking up the Jiushan Mountains, stacking up in the distance.The mountains and the sky divide the territory together. The mountains should be domineering, and the sky should be more tolerant. One inch advances one inch and retreats one inch.After reading it and finished smoking, Liu Yadong pressed the butt of his cigarette into the drain, thinking that it would take a while for Hu Ziqiang to break through, so he got up and dragged his numb legs and staggered into the second-hand bookstore opposite, looking for Lan Zhou.

The musty smell filled the air in the study room, and the booger was bigger. Liu Yadong tilted his head to find two bookshelves but no one was there. After two steps to the end, he found Lan Zhou squeezed into a corner full of magazines.In the black hole, I may be flipping through some books. "What are you looking at? The boat."

Lanzhou's nickname is too white, obviously no one used his brain when he got up, a boat is a boat, so he is called Chuaner.He turned around in response, and put his finger on his mouth: "Shhh—"

"Hush you bastard, you're still playing tricks." Liu Yadong smiled, looking over his thin and ribbed shoulders at the booklet unfolded in his hand, his eyes filled with white meat.The tits and buttocks in the booklet are happy sticks, overlapping in different postures, and it is very lively, "Fuck." Liu Yadong was stunned, and rubbed Lan Zhou's belly: "You are so sexy."

"It's not me." Lan Zhou bent his elbow to his chest, "I bought it for Hu Ziqiang, so that he won't have to trouble Luo Hai all the time. Next time, I'm afraid he will steal the housekeeper's auntie's bra."

"Whatever he does next time. You can't worry about it even if he puts up poles at the grandmas in the cafeteria, your adopted son?" Liu Yadong scratched his waist, moved closer, and brushed at him wetly with the smell of cigarettes: "Buy Give it to yourself? Huh? You thought about it yourself." She tapped her finger on the paper.

"I didn't." His arm was locked by him, and Lan Zhou couldn't get rid of him with two struggles.

"Okay, you didn't think about it." Liu Yadong went down and grabbed the chick, "Then I'll touch your balls to see if it's bulging."

"Fuck me!"

When the booklet fell to the ground, Lan Zhou arched his back to protect his crotch, twisted it hard twice before getting out.After returning to the normal position, the differential center of gravity of the two legs is downward, the front and rear ends of the fists are clenched, and the heels are on tiptoe, half of the body.

In the Sanda team of Dragon Tiger Martial Arts School, Liu Yadong is famous for his strong lower limbs. In the martial arts field, he kicks a lot of targets, and the triangular guillotine is hard to form. His actual combat ability is outstanding.Liu Yadong saw that Lanzhou was in a fighting style, so he instinctively bowed his body to avoid a left punch from his waist and shoulder.Taking advantage of Lan Zhou's retreat to defend, he slanted through the partition, hugged his knees and pulled back, and then pushed his left shoulder against his stomach and knocked him to the ground.Cover his head.Liu Yadong got on the Lan Zhou, and the old man managed to wrap him around his egg like turning a health ball.

Liu Yadong smiled and showed a row of white teeth, "The lower body is too empty and you have less practice, do you have poor kidneys?"

Shoving him was useless, so Lan Zhou simply leaned back and scolded: "You have rough skin and thick flesh, and you still use me as a horse to ride, you are a fucking pervert and shameless, you have poor kidneys!" Lan Zhou said Like a jade disc scraping iron, it is clear and a little hoarse; the accent is very hard, and swearing is like stealing adult clothes, as if rigid is not rigid, soft is not soft.

"If you accept it, call Dad." Liu Yadong pretended to swing the whip with his right hand, and swung his lower plate aggressively, "If you don't run fast, Grandpa will smash your ass, please." Hearing this, I have to stare in amazement, and even scream: I/fuck this is still that Liu Yadong who has a face?Lan Zhou only had to stare at him for a few seconds before the man knew what he was doing. He rolled over, reached out to help him get up from the concrete floor, and helped him lightly dust the dirt.

The two are both in the Sanda team of the high school of Dragon Tiger Martial Arts School, Liu Yadong is seventeen, and Lan Zhou is half a year older than him.

The day looks at the day and night, there is black and white in the world, and people are divided into inside and out.In addition, Liu Yadong is tall and straight, with strong limbs. In summer, he is sweaty like wax, and his body is also full of scars, red and black.But the people of the martial arts school take this as a brilliance, saying that every little thing you have done over the years will be the medals and glory of the future.Liu Yadong also has an evil face that kills the enemy three points in advance: the thin eyelids that are difficult to distinguish between loyal and villainous, matching a pair of raised eyebrows, and a straight nose. .Those who are not familiar with him also know that this person abides by the principle of distance and talks less.People who know him well know that the vessel for grand events in his heart is actually just a soup plate with a wide eaves.

Lan Zhou is more silent, regardless of whether he hurts his bones or is dragged away for corporal punishment.Where the wolfish nature is displayed, he is a bit clean and sluggish.As if he has no temper, his eyes are so dark that they have the clarity of a poet, he penetrates into everyone, and he doesn't care about who he lets go.His face is usually clean, his cheekbones are rosy from lack of oxygen, and he wipes off sweat in time, and he is not embarrassed by bruises.Where there are all boys, it is not completely scribbled, that is, it is misread as not completely masculine.But it's very paradoxical, Liu Yadong can always feel a kind of condescension in Lan Zhou... He can't describe the wrong motherhood and tenderness.

"It's all crushing my muscles." Lan Zhou lifted his jacket, "Have my marks disappeared? It still hurts."

Liu Yadong bent down to look, there was a spine in the vertical direction, and there were some bruises in the horizontal direction. When touched, the bruises were still slightly raised like a relief.There is a small red mole on Lanzhou's waist, which usually looks like a poking eye, but now it is embedded in the bruise, which has become a pistil.

"It's okay, bear with it, spitting is faster than expiring ointment in the consulting room to reduce inflammation." Covering his clothes for him, the red and white colors disappeared from sight, Liu Yadong stared at Lan Zhou and tucked his hem into his trousers.He has a very thin waist. "Old Guang, that bastard thing, hasn't been counted for three years. If you swing his small hand hard, you'll be hard. He's a fucker."

"If you want to be merciful, who can't see that he is arrogant? He is killing chickens to make an example to monkeys." Lan Zhou tapped him between the eyebrows, which was crisp but not painful.He smiled quickly and said, "It's your fault, wouldn't it hurt if you rode me? You didn't even count."

"Then I'll give you—"

Liu Yadong touched the center of his brows, and was about to jokingly say, rub it for you, but suddenly bit the words in his mouth.

Lan Zhou picked up the booklet on the ground, checked to see if it was crushed, and asked him, "What do you give me?"

"I'm so goddamn." Liu Yadong made a subtle expression, lowered his head and said a smile that didn't look like a smile, "...it's hard."

Regarding the expression in this aspect, it is enough to reduce it to one word and half a word.Lan Zhou looked at his crotch with raised eyebrows, and said happily when it was over, "Then what should we do? Let's go back with the flag raised."

You shouldn't, you shouldn't, the bottom plate is sticking to the bottom plate, and it's easy to catch fire.Liu Yadong was so distended that he couldn't move, so he just stared at Lan Zhou smokyly and silently.I can't tell what it is, just put it there and flicker.Lan Zhou suddenly felt stung, the bruises were itchy, and he was stiff.It wasn't until Liu Yadong Gu Zi laughed first, and knocked back a knuckle vindictively, that he almost relaxed.Lan Zhou stuffed the booklet to Liu Yadong, and said with a wave of his hand, "Find it yourself, and I'll show you." He lifted his feet and slid quickly.

Liu Yadong didn't hold him back, and didn't wait for him to return, so he turned his head in a trance for a while, and the thing that raised his head shrank knowingly.

Hu Ziqiang came out of the pedicure shop covered by curtains, looking left and right with a panicked expression, not like having finished whoring or stealing; sister Yao has fine willow eyebrows tattooed, bright red lips, and the green crepe skirt has been fished out of the dyeing vat. It's as fresh as a twist, with a ski jacket on it, pink plastic slippers on it, and the lights on the back are colorful.She is quite a lecturer, Gu Nian and Hu Ziqiang are the first to go whoring, and she can go out to give it away after collecting money.She took care of Hu Ziqiang's ragged front like a mother, whispered something in his ear, then patted his buttocks, smiling generously with her eyes bent.

There are only three small food stalls along the street, most of which sell alkaline noodles and lo mei.At the Lanzhou Liu Yadong Stir-Fried Stall, they ordered fried pork with garlic sprouts, chicken offal with green peppers, and a portion of longgao white rice.The two of them sat at the table and watched Hu Ziqiang's complexion change from shrimp powder to slightly reddish purple from a distance.He's just a ghost-smelling hooligan at all, he's a real swordsman, and he's so innocent that he's stupid.I couldn't help laughing.The oily smoke from sautéed onion and ginger lingered on his head, and Liu Yadong sneezed twice.Lan Zhou reminded Liu Yadong: "Don't laugh at him too much later, I'm afraid he will have a shadow in the future." These words are actually more poisonous, Lan Zhou has always been weak.

"There are a few." Liu Yadong sucked the sanitary chopsticks, pulled a piece of paper to block his nose, and blew sullenly, "Do I still need to laugh? You look like an idiot."

Hu Ziqiang is older than the two of them, he is eighteen today, he has no strengths, and he urgently needs to learn boxing and kicks to make a living early.He is sullen, and four of them in one bed suffer from him, listen to his sudden naughty jokes, and watch him secretly draw his tits and asses as big as a silver basin in his martial arts training diary.Luo Hai, who slept on his upper bunk, had been unlucky for eight lifetimes. His eyes were squinted as if his fingernails had been pinched out.At night, the lights were turned off, and they frolicked several times.Lan Zhou and Liu Yadong had to join in to "save" Luo Hai, who lost his innocence, and then pointed at the instigator and scolded: Hu grandson, I realize that you are an invincible stinking hooligan.Hu Ziqiang didn't refute, his face turned red, and he didn't feel like salivating. He said: I, I, this is a normal physiological desire.

He touched frequently, changed his underpants frequently, and grew up hard and lonely.His fists and feet are still rotten, making a living and dying is an obstacle and a long way, but his eager desire for a female body has sprouted from his dantian and flourished impatiently.I applied for a short holiday for half a month in January, but was reviewed by the life teacher. After I approved it, I took a roll of change and plunged head-on into the famous Xiaoxian Cave in Sushui County.Hu Ziqiang has simulated the miraculously shaped organs, overlapping postures, and movements in his mind hundreds of times, but the actual operation is still naive and almost stupid.He also thought that he would be happy, that he would be satisfied with his masculine self-esteem, and that he would float like a foreign object and break through the ground, but in the end he was really flustered and depressed, frustrated and drifting in shame.

He recalled the time when he was ten years old, and the newspapers on the wall at home trembled and fell off the pages, revealing a corner of a hot Western girl.At that time, his father was standing on the bed, his legs were covered with festering carbuncles.He spat on the palm and stuck it back to the corner, without saying a word, after a while, he turned around and smiled at him, revealing whose masterpiece it was back then.The embarrassment in that smile was particularly long-lost, and it moistened his dying scene, making him seem particularly healthy and normal.He thinks that people should be like this, and they are often ashamed of their desires.

The sky is a dusty gold silk jade.He straightened his trouser belt, smelled the coquettish smell on the clothes, and didn't even dare to look back at the kiln sister.Hu Ziqiang lifted the lip of his mouth, put his pocket in his pocket, and walked quickly to the opposite side.

Lan Zhou had very little change, so he bought a five-inch cream cake at the grocery store.One week is pink and white, the other week is bright yellow, decorated with some oily and honey-dense mixed fruits, and in the middle of it is written "Shou" in italics with strawberry jam.The icy cold wind was blowing, Liu Yadong shrank his neck and wrapped his coat tightly, staring at the word, happy in his heart, and wanted to say, it was like the candle tears piled up in the temple.Then I thought, why does this family order such a small cake for their birthday?Really good enough, poorer than the few of us.

"Birthday cakes need to be ordered in advance, so I bought their ready-made ones. It's the same when you write birthday cakes." Lan Zhou took out the small candles from the pouch, gently inserted them into the center, and said, "Excuse me." , Save a piece and take it back to Fatty."

Liu Yadong took out a lighter, lit a candle against the wind, and couldn't help laughing: "Can it be the same?"

"Hey, it's the same! Really, it's the same." Hu Ziqiang waved his hands to express that he didn't mind, and put some cream into his mouth with sanitary chopsticks, and the pink and white spots rubbed against the corners of his mouth, making his complexion even more black and yellow, "Sweet Very much."

Liu Yadong pushed the cake towards his eyes: "Blow it, the wax is about to drop."

Hu Ziqiang felt guilty, this was the second time he ate birthday cake.Once the warm things are lost and returned, the embarrassment will be greater than the pleasure.He scratched the top of his hair, rubbed his hand down to his chin, grabbed the stubble, and stumbled on his tongue: "May, make a wish, right?"

Lan Zhou blocked the wind with his hand to keep the fire from shaking.Liu Yadong rested his chin on his hands and said, "It's up to you."

Hu Ziqiang was in a dilemma again, "...what should I promise?"

"Hey." Liu Yadong was amused, and stopped touching the cigarette, "Is it called making a wish after asking? Are you kidding me?"

"Then what do you want to promise, I will let you!"

Chang Lanzhou sighed and said, "Hurry up and don't be mean! The fire is about to go out."

"Good good!"

Hu Ziqiang folded his two callused palms, pressed his chin against his chin and closed his eyes.Black is still black, there is no bright spot to follow.After a few seconds of silence, I opened it again, the so-called praying doesn't matter what it is, the wish is granted.Hu Ziqiang leaned close to the shaking flame head, hid for a while before blowing it out, the bright yellow became dark, and there was a thin wisp of white smoke.The momentary numbness like fading, rapid growth and rapid withering, one after another stagnated, he said: "Okay." The once-in-a-lifetime birthday passed without pain.

It was pitch black at this moment, and the roads in the suburbs of the county were deserted, and the city was one step ahead of the extinction of people.In order not to violate the demerits, he had to put on his school uniform and trousers before the entrance gate and return to the martial arts school. The martial arts school was far away in Luoluogang on the outskirts of the county.Bounce's car body is as old as a rusted iron box, burning diesel oil, and the owner of the car usually has a sallow and treacherous face, but always smiles.At night, recruits work in the cold, wear military overcoats and Lei Feng hats, and shout "Let's go or not" to the street, and they come as soon as they turn the tap.For people from other counties with unknown accents, the fee is usually twice as high, and when asked for a discount, they pretend to wipe out a zero.For the people of this county, it is inevitable to ask for some mediation.The owner of the car was an old man, he pressed the gate and looked at the three of them, looked at the sky and said: "Twenty in the county, the sky—"

"Grab it?" Liu Yadong folded his arms to block the wind, his mouth was black and blue from the cold: "Ten yuan."

"Where is your price?!" The old man frowned and said indignantly, "Okay, I'll kill half of it in one go. There's no such thing as that. It's [-] for three people, okay? It's cold! I won't tell you more Take the blame, okay?"

Liu Yadong turned his head and walked away, "Forget it."

Lan Zhou turned around and walked, Hu Ziqiang followed quickly, and was about to ask, "Hey, I really want to walk back", when I heard a whistle, and the old man drew a long tone behind his back: "Ouch - go! You have to do business even if you lose money. .”, the old man still made money.

"Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts School on Heping Road." The three of them got on the car, exhaled white steam, and there was a short thump on the thin iron sheet, "Please don't send it inside, we will get off at the south gate of the machine tool factory." Lan Zhou explain.

"It's because of the cold weather." The old man turned around, the car buzzed, and staggered forward, "You three little ones usually don't have this price. Do you know?"

Liu Yadong took out a crumpled five-yuan note, and wanted to take out another one, but Lan Zhou slapped the back of his hand.

When entering a martial arts school for the first time, regardless of teams, they all practice sticks first.The brand-new standard long stick looks like a smooth and bright ivory color. It doesn’t need one to two months of swinging and soaking in sweat to ripen a light beige. Patina; the boy's palm also matures day by day with sticks. It used to be as flat as a raw Xuan, with vertical and horizontal ribs of fate. After practicing day after day, the lines disappeared, and a layer of blood blisters turned into a thick pale yellow callus.The cocoon is the texture of amber, which cuts off the original warmth and softness of the palm and becomes hard.It's best not to cry out, the martial arts teacher won't listen, but will bite the steel whistle and shout more and more: don't stop after one hundred more training!Who is used to your coquettish look? !Coming here is to endure hardships, if a man comes, he must be able to bear it!Don't stop!

Liu Yadong took a bite from his palm, and the feeling was unusual, everyone said that the texture of velvet can touch people's hearts, even hard ones are fine.With the other hand, Lan Zhou took out a five-yuan note from his pocket and handed it to Liu Yadong: "Don't take it out."

Liu Yadong ignored him, pulled his hand away and pushed the ticket through the small iron window to the owner of the car, then turned to Hu Ziqiang: "I didn't buy a gift either, so it's yours."

"It's just right." After taking the car money and stuffing it into his jacket, the old man took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, lit the fire, and started the car, "Are you students of Dragon and Tiger?"

"Ah." Liu Yadong sat down and answered.The chairs were also made of iron, covered with a layer of dirty sponge that was broken into pieces.It is so narrow that it can only fit half of a person's buttocks, and it is humiliating and uncomfortable to sit on.Lan Zhou sat on the opposite side of him, next to Hu Ziqiang.

"Come to walk around the streets during the holiday?" the old man asked while biting his cigarette.

Liu Yadong replied, "We're not fake, it's circled." He raised his hand and gestured horizontally, then circled around, and said, "There's still barbed wire on the wall."

"Then how could it be that they sneaked out because they were overwhelmed?" The old man looked surprised, "I heard that your pen is treating people like animals."

No one said too much if the words were too harsh, after all, it was a fact.Lan Zhou joked: "Yes, sneaky, I will break my leg when I go back."

The old man tsk tsk, "Isn't it hard to practice this? Can your family be willing to bear you?"

Liu Yadong tore off a piece of rolled dead skin on the palm of his hand, and tore it off, leaving a piece of flesh red.He bared his teeth, moved his left leg and said casually, "It's okay."

The old man laughed loudly in the wind, and asked again: "Hey! There is an old saying that fists use virtue to establish virtue without fists, right?"

Normally, if you don't know what to do, you should be ruthless, just practice.Wu De hasn't taught it yet, so he didn't answer.

"I think it's bullshit!" The old man said to himself, "Then let me say that if a person has hard fists and feet, can he still be moral?"

The old man's second-hand smoke drifted in, and it was like a cold fog in the car.Shaking, shaking, and soon there was no conversation.The three of them looked out of the car together, seeing the same shade of blue.People in the world in the night, there is always a subjugation that cannot be released brilliantly under the veil.Narrow roads, tall trees, old houses with bricks and tiles, and mountains that are almost invisible.Everything in Sushui County is limited, and this limitation is repeated all the way.Hu Ziqiang put his head on Lanzhou's shoulder as if he was very tired, the intimate gesture was very natural, Liu Yadong caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye.

"I really called him a ghost today... She, that's the one, chatted for a few days, she said she was from Anhui, why did she do this, called that, Juan? Female character That Juan next to me. When she came up, she... took off my pants, and then," Hu Ziqiang rubbed his chin in a low voice, and made a funny smile that would be extremely embarrassing, and said, "I Scared to death, stupid... and then I fucking called her, mom."