Olives

When Liu Yadong swung the first iron rod in his life, he didn't struggle as expected, nor was he timid, let alone apologetic.

Of course, it's not that he hasn't hit anyone before, even Liu Dashan has beaten him up.But after all, they are very few, not to mention that no matter who he fights with, he has a reason, no matter how ruthless or brutal, the opponent has room to fight back.That time, he was almost drowned in the river by Liu Dashan who fought back.But beating Gao Xiaosen was not the case. He was thrown into the toilet of the station, his arms were locked behind his back and tied into a worm, and his cotton jacket was ripped off.To attack him, no matter how skillful and measured, Yu Liu Yadong thought that it was better than doing evil.He never thought of being a hero, but he didn't want to be a snake, worm, rat, or ant either.

Lao Jia called the two who came to Shapi to attack, took Lan Zhou away, and grabbed the shrinking young master Jing inside and out.

"Do you really think of yourself as something? A lover, right? Just like that man, right? Just fucking refuse to spit out the money, right?"

Tu Wen squatted in front of Gao Xiaosen, still with a dark and sneaky smile on his face.He pinched his nipples with his nails and said, "Hey. Just tell me, eight is enough water for him to be a bird? Don't you know that this is a bottomless pit? Why, you can't make up for it. Chun Shuitang is going to the bell, right? If he doesn’t say he will take you to Beijing, you still expect to squeeze that rich woman to post him?! You still lie to others, sell your blood, your heart, your liver, your spleen and your lungs for money, and you’re doing it for me. Is he mending the hole? He uses you as a saddle, and you still treat him as a Bodhisattva who can illuminate your life forever! You are a big fool!"

After being slapped, Gao Xiaosen gritted his teeth, and Tu Wen poured a bucket of cold water on him.

"I didn't realize that you can still be a glass." Tu Wen pinched the huge mouse between his legs, "You opened my eyes and let me know that there is such an infatuated species like you in the glass."

Gao Xiaosen's jaw trembled, and he howled out in pain.

Tu Wen knelt down and said, "But Gao Xiaosen, don't get me wrong, your mother can't live without the ventilator for a day! Brother Quan, if you just say that the bed is withdrawn and the medicine is withdrawn, she and your sister will be kicked out of the county the next day." In the second courtyard, she has to go back to the west, and your sister has to come to kill you and suck your blood, don't you understand?"

Gao Xiaosen tapped his forehead and curled up into a shrimp.

"Don't pretend to be dead! We've known each other for almost half a year, and I'm wondering." Tu Wenle: "Because of those old dogs in your family, you are a good person, and you will spend your whole life being a dog under people's feet. Did you benefit from a penny? It’s so easy to get on the road and you still want to be a dog. What kind of ecstasy did that man give you? Why did he get a dick? Didn’t you? He slept with you and stabbed your ass? You are so naive! Let me tell you, Li Simin would have given up his life because of Wu Adi, and I have never seen him as stupid as you, that fish is nothing to you!"

Gao Xiaosen trembled slowly, raised his pale face.

"Don't blame me for turning my back on it." Tu Wen thought he was being subdued, so he couldn't help but forbear in his tone, like chatting: "Really, Sen, take the money back and go to Brother Quan to admit your mistake, arm The legs are crippled, but we can still grow them. From now on, you will continue to catch rich men, get bonuses, and be a brother with me, and follow Sister Liru to eat and drink, wouldn’t it be good? Don't you like playing billiards in the small amusement park? Is there anything else you can't give?"

"Being a pig or a dog, I admit it." Gao Xiaosen panted wearily, with such a masculine face, "I don't want anything, I want a human fuck, who will give it?"

"You old brother?" He paused every word again, like a self-respecting "beg pity", said: "Can you fuck me?"

Tu Wen's smile froze, he kicked the door in front of him violently, and shouted: "—I'll fuck you!"

In the memories of Liu Yadong's youth, Gao Xiaosen is an understatement.Not because of anything else, just because of the sheer ecstasy, humility and devotion in that moment when he said "fuck/me".Liu Yadong shuddered at the flash of an inexplicable strange thought.Tu Wen tilted his head, and told him to hit Gao Xiaosen with an iron pipe, not to be vague, but to hit his collarbone instead of his head, and he waved his hand without saying a word.

Stimulating and comfortable, like the one who was knocked down to the ground, with spirit and formlessness, not only Gao Xiaosen, but also himself who is always imaginative.

When the sky was pale lead gray, Young Master Jing was dragged into the toilet, holding that huge travel bag tightly as if he was holding his own son.He looked at Gao Xiaosen with complex eyes, including hatred, obsession, pity and pleading.Tu Wen didn't want to sum it up, but seeing the gentleman's fake and lofty appearance, he felt very cheap, took off his glasses and kicked heartily, squatted around with Lao Jia, beat him to the ground, and hugged his head in the foam of blood pain.Gao Xiaosen moved over to cover him, Tu Wen and Gao Xiaosen grabbed his hair and beat him violently.The strong wind and heavy rain beat the duckweed, Young Master Jing curled up into a ball, Gao Xiaosen could no longer see Wan Ben's face.Tu Wen's arms and legs were exhausted, panting with sweat, he raised his eyebrows, then turned his head and asked Lanzhou Liu Yadong: "Are you two okay?" He rubbed the back of his hand on the tip of his nose: "Are you still timid?"

No one spoke, palms were sweaty.

"Okay, acquiesce." Tu Wen threw Gao Xiaosen to the ground: "Break two of his arms, one for each of you."

Tu Wen kicked the iron pipe on the ground towards Lanzhou, and the iron pipe swirled and made a loud noise.

It was Lan Zhou who Tu Wen didn't believe.He firmly believes that he is not good at all, he is a man of few words, and he is a pussy bastard who depends on others.

"You can stay if you want." Tu Wen stared at him, "If you can't, you should go back to the martial arts school. If you are not happy, we will also be dragged down."

Lan Zhou blinked at the iron pipe.

"I'll pay you a month's salary later, what should I say." Tu Wen scratched the back of his head and paused, "Some people are willing to go to the world and die a barbaric and shameless life, while some people are willing to be a grasshopper in safety and happiness. Don’t convince anyone, don’t think anyone is wrong.”

Lan Zhou had nothing to say to respond, Liu Yadong looked at him, he hung his hedgehog head, and did not respond with his eyes.

"I'm not looking down on you, and I'm not making excuses for people like us, I mean..." Tu Wen scratched harder, "Don't blame yourself, we were born by mistake."

These words are extreme, very general, and touch everyone's heartache.The toilet was quiet, Lao Jia stood up on his knees and smiled grinningly: "Don't keep talking like Brother Quan, pretend you haven't read a few books, disgusting or not."

Lao Jia is the oldest, a member of the confused and disordered [-]th generation. In fact, he knows best what is wrong birth, what is powerlessness, and what is bad fate.

Speaking with conscience, Lan Zhou has the qualifications to do great evil. He is neither domineering, nor moody. He can rarely see his past from his words and deeds, and he has no future to look into.It is inaccurate to say pure, but no matter how close the description is, it seems that there is no such thing. The mountains in the southwest gave him a pair of pitch-black eyes, which were gloomy and pricked up, preventing them from being reflected by Lu Li. , even at a loss.For anyone, if you don't throw it, you will get something back, that is, your brain is slow, it is a hindrance; for Liu Yadong, whatever he throws away can be absorbed by him tenderly, digested into a peaceful and quiet Gulu, and Lanzhou is a deep well.To the well, people tend to confide in themselves, but sometimes feel uneasy because it is so gloomy that it cannot be seen at a glance.Liu Yadong felt that he hadn't touched the bottom of Lanzhou, and lacked a rope for him to climb down.He didn't say anything either.

There was a musty smell in the air, like a rotten paulownia floating in a deep pit on a rainy day.Lan Zhou lowered his face in a rare way, picked up the iron pipe, nodded and agreed.He approached Gao Xiaosen, bent over for a pause, and looked left and right.Tu Wen crossed his arms: "Just use your right hand. Let him stop thinking about helping a man with his guns. I'll see if I can break it back for him." Liu Yadong stepped out, pressing his voice and asking: "I help--"

"Oh, no need." Old Jia waved his hands, looking down at Gao Xiaosen, "He won't resist, and we have to know what we are doing."

Gao Xiaosen stood still, with a relaxed expression, and stretched out his right hand towards Lan Zhou in a very cooperative manner.

This scene is so interesting. The perpetrator is as immature and clear as a god, without the slightest flame of anger, and his sinking face is more like compassion, as if he is praying; Draw approval from the other party and send out a call for help.This scene really made Liu Yadong suffocate, the magic made him dizzy.Lan Zhou raised the iron pipe, aiming at the lower end of the radius, which is most likely to be broken by martial arts school students, took two breaths, swung it down neatly, and let out a very fast short whistle.Gao Xiaosen howled violently.Lan Zhou took two steps back, his hands trembling indistinctly.Liu Yadong stared closely, he approached in time, and took the iron pipe in his hand.With their chests against their backs, the two of them huddled together, and both breathed a sigh of relief.

Tu Wen clapped his hands like a director: "OK."

Master Jing's surname is Zhang, and he is a government official in Haidian District. No matter how miserable his face is, there is still a very civilized weakness deeply embedded in it.It should also be this elegance and suaveness rarely seen by Sushui people, which confuses Gao Xiaosen, who has a tight social circle, like a worthless glass ball that only children will be rare.His eyes have changed from mixed at first to firm determination, and softened to the most sincere and primitive fear in adults.Tu Wen stepped on the broken part of Gao Xiaosen's right hand, rolled the forefoot insultingly, and asked him: "You don't hurt him at all, do you?"

"Do you really think he owes him a dog?"

"Then listen carefully, from now on, he has nothing to do with you, you don't care about life or death." Tu Wen pointed at the tip of his nose, and said slowly: "Where do you live, where do you work, where do you live?" Committee, what is the last name of your leader, who are your parents, how old are they, and which alley they live in? —”

Lao Jia couldn't find it, he had a peel knife hidden in his body, he stood up sharply, and stabbed the knife into Tu Wen's left shoulder.

The moment he didn't react to God, he broke free from his gentle appearance and burst out with a strong survival force.He slammed into the peeling knife, pushed and pushed away the painted text that hadn't felt the pain, and hit the lower abdomen of Lao Jia who was coming forward with his head like lightning, and Lao Jia's buttocks were on the ground. The travel bag on the ground climbed one meter outward with hands and feet together, and immediately got up, and fled to the hall in a panic.The iron pipe thrown by Tu Wen failed to hit him, and bounced back against the door frame with a slam.

When running out, Liu Yadong was distracted, and the people and objects retreating rapidly in the hall also gave him the illusion that he was running away. He was not chasing that person, but more like imitating him.The man squeezed into the crooked queue heading north for the ticket check, so he squeezed in, he staggered and yelled and rushed, he also rushed, he rushed out of the old shabby platform towards the parked green leather train, and he also rushed Running after him, he knocked down the passenger who was covered with iron pedals and got into a section of the carriage, and ran from one end to the other end, and he continued to chase in the long narrow road less than one meter long.On the way, some flight attendants stopped and shouted, and some even joined in. It is unclear whether they were conscientious, or they tended to the instinct of watching the theater.

Bang bang bang bang, the footsteps behind him shouted more and more complicatedly, and Lan Zhou's footsteps, Liu Yadong, could be discerned, not near or far, following closely behind.The sky outside the side of the green-skinned train was getting darker and brighter.

When he threw the man down, Liu Yadong hugged him and rolled in the carriage. He only used a little basic scissoring footwork, and the man was shackled and unable to move.With tears streaming down his face, exhausted and desperate, he begged, "Let me go back to Beijing, help me, and I'll give you money."

When Liu Yadong turned his head, there were all kinds of people behind him, forming multiple rows.Lan Zhou took a step and was blocked from the crowd, standing on tiptoe to look around.He wanted to ask Lan Zhou how to make a decision and how to think about it.He actually had an impulse to say: Good!I also want to go to Beijing!My mother is there, go and have a look, maybe you can find her.

but no.Liu Yadong punched him on the left cheek and snatched the bag he was hugging tightly.Hou Aisen and his entourage rushed over, pushed aside the crowd, and saw this scene.When Liu Yadong recalls it in the future, he doesn't know whether he should be thankful that he took the opportunity to act as an absolutely loyal and humble little brother, gaining the basic trust value for himself and Lan Zhou and Hu Ziqiang, or whether he should regret that he missed a door and reached his extravagant hope Beyond the mountain, leading to his cramped future.

The eastern sky is soaked with a faint red, which means that the morning light is about to break.

Gao Xiaosen stabbed into Wu Qimeng's intestine, it was not fatal, he was operated on to stop the bleeding, and he slept in the ward for another week; Long Tian had roots, but he didn't get a tetanus shot.It doesn't matter if this trouble is eliminated, the opening of the game is barely smooth, the tipsters confiscated at any rumor, Shi Hong lost everything, and the dealer was tamed by Jiao Liru to be quite obedient, seeing a large amount of turnover split into accounts.Going to the dark is also a group building. In the evening, a small meeting hall was opened in Chunshuitang, eating and drinking, singing and dancing.On the table in the southwest corner, there is a bottle of Guan Gong who is not angry and majestic, his loyalty and courage will shine through the ages, and there are three sticks of incense sticks in front of the table.

In the buzzing venue, the three of Liu Yadong became fresh and strange objects, which were suspiciously and carefully looked at by pairs of eyes.

Jiao Liru ordered Zheng Zhihua's "Mahjong", and pulled Lao Su together, singing Hokkien with her tongue stiff.Shao Jinquan wore a light yellow cashmere cardigan with his arms open, and the tip of his nose was slightly red.He opened eight bottles of Red Fang at one time, poured half a glass for himself, from left to right, and bumped into them casually one by one. When he saw someone, he smiled and said "You worked hard this time", and the other party would be flattered to hold the glass in both hands and stand up. He leaned closer and bowed, adding a respectful sentence, "Brother Quan should be polite."

When Tu Wenhou Aisen was approaching, the two stood up and clinked glasses, raised their necks and drank the wine in one breath, lit the bottom of the glass, and said happily, "With me, Brother Quan, you are welcome." Shao Jinquan nodded lightly, stretched out his hand to pat Tu Wen backed his neck, and told him in a thoughtful manner: "You haven't removed the thread yet, so drink less tonight, and don't drink too much, Eisen, and take Adi back to rest early." He sat down and tightened his cardigan, analyzing: "He With such a good foundation, if it weren’t for God’s absence, he wouldn’t have been stabbed.”

Hou Aisen caressed the rim of the cup with his thumb and circled around, lowered his head and pursed his lips and smiled, without echoing.

The cup was facing Liu Yadong, he was slightly startled, but Lan Zhou and Hu Ziqiang quickly raised the cup.

Jiao Liru let go of Lao Su and sat close to Hu Ziqiang. Zhang Luo said, "You three, you will also call Brother Quan from now on, do you hear me?"

As soon as Lan Zhou pressed Liu Yadong's wrist, Liu Yadong stood up with a toast, and glanced at Guan Gong who was holding the majestic appearance of Qinglong Yanyue.

"It's okay to take a sip." Shao Jinquan said, "Thanks for your hard work."

"You're welcome" couldn't handle the words, and the three of them sipped their wine glasses.Jiao Liru was silent for a moment, tapped her fingernails on the table, twisted Hu Ziqiang's arm, and asked with a smile: "Little Maotou, what should you call me, do you remember?" Karaoke buzzed for a while, and then fell silent. .

Hu Ziqiang didn't dare to look at her, but he opened his mouth and said softly, "Call Li, Sister Liru..."

"What about him?" Crystal nails pointed at Shao Jinquan.

Hu Ziqiang took a quick glance: "Brother Quan."

"Okay." Jiao Liru put her hands on her temples and looked back casually: "What about you two? What should I call me?"

Lan Zhou inhaled and exhaled, swallowed his wine, tried his best to speak politely and in a low voice: "Sister Liru, Brother Quan."

It doesn't matter to Liu Yadong anymore, Lao Guang is still Brother Quan, he doesn't count as a trapped beast, let alone fighting alone.The red color is golden red. When poured into a cup, it is reflected into the downlight of the ceiling, and a layer of colorful streamer floats on the surface.There is a burnt white rough, and the red side tastes sweet with a touch of corn syrup. Liu Yadong raised his head and drank half of it, neither finding it palatable nor hard to swallow.He rubbed his mouth with the back of his hand, and said, "Brother Quan, Sister Liru." A little later, Shao Jinquan's face changed from light to dark, and returned to the usual calm.He turned around and put the empty cup on the tea table, sat back on the sofa, nodded with a smile, and said, "Anyone who is older than you can call him brother, and from now on it will be yours, so you don't have to be restrained."

The venue pressed the mute button, and it became lively again, singing and drinking, and shouting without any scruples.

Liu Yadong came out to drain the water halfway, and in the toilet, he ran into Wu Qimeng who was leaning against the dirty wall and pumping Nanjing.His plain, sallow, sickly face gave off a more modest "feminine" flavor than his heavy makeup.He breathed smoke into nothingness, his Adam's apple was extremely protruding, and he was so ghostly and coquettish.Liu Yadong didn't know how to call him, so he pondered for two seconds before nodding his head and saying "Brother Adi".The gauze on Wu Qimeng's waist was not removed, the flesh had just sprouted and he closed his mouth, and he couldn't make excessive movements.He frowned and stood straight, his eyes narrowed inexplicably, like two bamboo leaves, through a slightly reflective wall, he could see Liu Yadong who was pulling off the chain to take out something.

As if there was a woman standing next to him, Liu Yadong held his sore stigma and refused to open the gate.

Wu Qimeng pressed the flame head against the wall, making a black and gray circular seal.He sneered and raised his voice: "As for tabooing me?"

"No." Liu Ya went deeper to the east, avoiding his contemptuous prying up and down among the bamboo leaves.

"Am I making you uncomfortable?"

It would be too fucking hypocritical to say no, since he dared to ask, Liu Yadong said in a deep voice, "Yes, a little bit."

Wu Qimeng tilted his head and laughed straight: "You are very courageous."

"That counts?" Liu Yadong said in his heart: Am I bold?There is no coward in the world.

"Do you think I'm sick?" Wu Qimeng approached step by step, and stood beside the other urinal beside him.

Liu Yadong's lower body can be seen clearly, he twitched his forehead uncomfortably, joked about being squirmed in his stomach after being fed a few cups of red square, and said slowly, "A little bit."

Wu Qimeng was still smiling, starlight shone among the bamboo leaves, and said, "Actually, you all think so."

The strong crying smoothed out the peak of his vocal decibels, and his tone was much smoother and more procrastinated.Liu Yadong was stunned, not knowing whether his sudden overflow of grief was aimed at him, or if he had been planning it for a long time, so that he could not die and hit him.Liu Yadong plugged the guy into his crotch, locked the door, and said without apology, "I'm sorry, brother Adi."

Wu Qimeng Gu Zi hung his back: "It's just that he doesn't think it, it's that he's dead, okay, but you also think that if you don't die, you must be better than him..."

Liu Yadong put his hands in his pockets and stood beside him for some unknown reason. He tucked his chin into his collar and sighed, without saying a word.

"You saw me cry last time too."

Liu Yadong closed his eyes, unable to remember: "Which time?"

"I'm afraid that the tragedy will repeat itself, my hit is hit..." He casually hummed a refrain, "Just that time, I sang, Brother Quan advised you three to work hard."

"I remember." Those few tears.

"Don't say it."

Liu Yadong was very happy: "If you don't mention it, I won't remember it either."

"Then I'll look for you next time." Wu Qimeng paused every word, speaking very deliberately, much like an old woman with a mental disorder.

"Fuck." Liu Yadong licked his mouth and had another laugh.

"You don't like it?"

"I don't know much about you... Brother Adi, yours," Liu Yadong stumbled, "your business." In other words: we are not familiar with each other, and we are not very interested.

"Let's talk and we'll know."

"Tu—"

"He is a big wild boar. Cao Lu didn't follow him because he saw clearly that he was a wild boar."

"Why are you looking for me?"

"Because it's a coincidence, and I'm not familiar with it."

"I can't help you with anything."

Mixed singing voices swayed slightly outside the toilet like a curtain, and Wu Qimeng's bamboo leaves opened into almonds.His pale, struggling and helpless face seemed to be left in a dark place. Time passed quietly, but it was still shining with a new luster: "I ask you one thing, can you hug me?"