Blow

They still didn't go up the mountain in the end.Wen Xiao said that there were snakes on the mountain, and Xia Jue was scared away with one word.

What's more, after a fight, the two of them still had more or less injuries, bruises, redness, swelling, and bloodstains, and they felt pain belatedly.

At the foot of the mountain was a safe zone marked by inhabited people. Xia Jue found a relatively flat rock on a high place nearby. The space was limited, so Wen Xiao and he could only sit back to back.

In this posture, Xia Jue just rested the back of his head on Wen Xiao's shoulder.The night wind is slightly cool, and on a clear night, with the clean air in the suburbs, you can see sparse stars when you look up.

Wen Xiao is in the relaxation period of his mind after a lot of exercise, his mind is peaceful, and he is vaguely dazed and lonely.At this time, it is quite comfortable to be able to touch the body temperature of another person. It is a feeling of solidity and stability.

It's as if I am not so empty and nothingness, but actually exist in the world.

——It sounds ridiculous, but it is really easy for people to doubt their own existence.Maybe it's because of human greed, always feeling dissatisfied, always agitated, and therefore always disappointed.Originally, Wen Xiao had already planned to have a "hopeless" attitude towards his own life. It would be best for him to disintegrate on the spot now and disperse with the wind without leaving a trace. The most proud thing in Wen Zhengming's life would be Gone.

But he still feels empty and restless, which means he still can't help struggling.Could it be because he didn't hate Wen Zhengming enough?

Wen Xiao wanted to take out his wallet, look at the photo of his mother Fang Qinxin, and recall the scene again: a slender and cold hand, hanging quietly on the edge of the bed, has turned blue, and white and Yellow pills.

At this time, Xia Jue suddenly turned her head and said something to him, her breath gently blowing on the side of his neck, warm and soft.

"...I didn't expect you to fight," Xia Jue said, "and you fought so hard."

Wen Xiao came back to his senses, and said lightly: "Did you forget that I can hold you down on the bed with one hand?"

"That's right," Xia Jue smiled, and lowered her volume, "But I hope you... can't get me out of bed."

Wen Xiao didn't speak.

Xia Jue froze again, turned her head with difficulty, and boldly touched his shoulder.

That kind of touch can only be lips.

Wen Xiao felt an electric current stimulate that small piece of skin.He silently raised his hand and spread his five fingers to cover Xia Jue's head.

"Don't push it." Xia Jue quickly raised her head, "If you push it, what if I fall and become limp."

Wen Xiao took his hand away.

"You don't want to like me like this. If I'm crippled, you still have to stay away from me..." Xia Jue murmured.

Wen Xiao didn't know what he was thinking at that moment, and suddenly said: "Marrying a wife is not about marrying a leg, it doesn't matter whether the leg is lame or not?"

Before the words fell, both of them were stunned.

Xia Jue couldn't believe her ears, her face slapped, burning hot.After a while, he swallowed and asked, "Then you...I...?"

"Po, my wife's 'po' character, you can write it," Wen Xiao said, "next to the female character."

"...Oh." Xia Jue responded.

In a place that he couldn't see, Wen Xiao kept his fingers crossed, squeezed his fingers hard, and felt the sobering pain.

The surroundings are very quiet, only the sound of the wind blowing here and there, free and boring.

Xia Jue straightened up, really bringing their backs together.

The moment he pasted it, Wen Xiao felt that he was really thin, with bones protruding from his muscles, head-to-head.Recalling the way he beat someone until his face was covered in blood before, there was a subtle contrast.

"Do you often fight with people?" Wen Xiao asked.

"Occasionally -- I can't say occasionally," Xia Jue said, "Anyway, there used to be a few days every month."

Wen Xiao was taken aback by his statement, and then couldn't help shaking his shoulders. Xia Jue, who had reacted, poked him with his elbow.

Wen Xiao snorted, but still couldn't stop laughing: "You can't speak your mind, why don't you make people laugh?"

"Bah, bah, bah," Xia Jue blushed, "What about you? Seeing how fierce you are, there are several days a month, right?"

Wen Xiao said, "No. It's my first time."

This time it was Xia Jue's turn to keep laughing, and said in a drawn-out voice, "Oh——the first time for Xiaoma—"

Wen Xiao raised his hand, bent two fingers, and neatly tapped him on the head with his backhand.

"...?" Xia Jue reflexively covered the place where he was knocked, and turned around, "You laugh at me yourself. If I laugh at you, you beat me?"

Ponytail flicked the back of Wen Xiao's head.Wen Xiao said, "Yes."

"What is the law of heaven..." Xia Jue murmured, and then said, "Hey, I really envy Tao Tao."

"What?" Wen Xiao asked.

Xia Jue sighed: "What else. This is your first fight, isn't it because of her?"

Wen Xiao, however, remembered the brick that fell at Xia Jue's feet.

"Do you know that group of people?" He changed the subject, "You seemed to react a little when they called 'Brother Liang' over there."

Xia Jue hesitated and said, "I'm not sure, I just feel that it might be Qian Feijie's younger brother Qian Feiliang, who used to go to the same school as me, and seems to have been repeated for three years."

"High school?" Wen Xiao asked.

"...a secondary school."

Be quiet for a moment.

"In our school, in my class, I was the only one who was admitted to university." Xia Jue said, wanting to express something.

Wen Xiao gave him a thumbs up over his head.

After two seconds of comparison, my knuckles hurt and were still a little wet. When I retracted it, I found that Xia Jue had bitten me, leaving two rows of teeth marks.

"Are you a dog?" Wen Xiao was puzzled.

Xia Jue said: "You belong to the dog, I belong to—I belong to you, okay?"

"..." Wen Xiao had goose bumps all over his body, "Is it earthy or not?"

Xia Jue snorted lightly.

And quiet, the wind surrounds them.

"Let's be dirt," Xia Jue said in a low voice, "Anyway, it's already enough dirt in your eyes."

Wen Xiao frowned: "What do you mean?"

"That's right—" Xia Jue bit her lip, "What do you think of us?"

"Look with your eyes," Wen Xiao said, "It's you, where did you come from?"

"...Then what do you think of me?"

"Skin."

"anything else?"

Wen Xiao suddenly coughed lightly: "...Sao."

There was a huge thrust from behind, and Wen Xiao grabbed the edge of the stone under his butt with all his strength, trying his best to prevent himself from falling.

"FUCK!" He cursed, then laughed.

"Wen Xiao!" Xia Jue yelled angrily from behind him, "Why didn't I realize that you are so bad? I don't see you laughing at all, but now in a few minutes, how many times have you laughed at me?"

"It's too funny to count." Wen Xiao said lazily.

Xia Jue was so angry that she turned around, raised her foot and walked around Wen Xiao from behind, clamped her legs, and rode on his waist from behind, and stretched her hands in front to pull Wen Xiao's face.

Wen Xiao reflexively shrank his upper body, bowed his head, and turned Xia Jue with his hands, rolled into a ball and rolled down.

The grass underneath is fluffy, but the drop is a bit big.Wen Xiao couldn't bear to catch it with his leg. Xia Jue didn't fall too badly, but landed on his face first.

With a soft muffled hum, there was no movement for a long time.

Wen Xiao supported himself with both hands, jumped down too, frowned and asked, "Are you all right?"

Xia Jue, who was motionless at first, suddenly hugged one of his legs, trying to overturn him, but after a long time, he found that it was too heavy to move.

"..." Xia Jue stood up, her hair covered with grass and depressed, "Have you really practiced kung fu?" The footwork was also too stable.

Wen Xiao said: "Sanda since elementary school."

Xia Jue muttered a dirty word in a fierce tone, but Wen Xiao didn't feel intimidated at all.

The two climbed back to the rock, and Xia Jue patted the grass and mud on his body, a little aggrieved: "I recognize the skin, but... what's going on?" He was too embarrassed to say that word.

"Take it as a compliment for your cuteness." Wen Xiao thought for a while and said.

Xia Jue paused.

"Really?" he asked, heart pounding.

Wen Xiao said, "Yes."

Xia Jue's face became hot again, jumping for joy, unable to hide her happiness.Straight men praise others, so straight men praise others, he thought.

"Then you have at least a little affection for me?" Xia Jue probed.

Wen Xiao said, "Are you digging a hole for me to jump in?"

Xia Jue shrank her head: "Don't dare."

Don't dare to blame.Wen Xiao thought to himself.

There was a third silence between them, with insects chirping and leaves rustling in the wind.Two teenagers, back to back, sat quietly on the rocks of the barren mountain with the moon shining on their heads.

After a long time, Xia Jue sighed.

"You probably don't like this place very much." He whispered.There is also the hidden second half of the sentence: I don't like me either.

However, Wen Xiao shook his head: "No." This is the truth.He felt that the county was not too bad. The village in the city looked crude, but it had all the necessary facilities, and there were also good-grade shopping malls in the city, not to mention an undergraduate school.

When he came here, it wasn't because of how dilapidated it was, but for some other reason.

"It's true that our place is not the worst, but we are in a very strange position: it's not too bad to be the worst, and it's not too good to say it's good. It's a contradiction." Xia Jue said softly as if he had seen through his thoughts.

"How to say?"

"Renovation of the old village...it was the year when my mother was pregnant with me. The policy at that time basically allowed every household to build a building with sky and land--those who have money to spend money to build, those who have no money to borrow money to build, and then I just rely on the nearby small businesses to recruit workers and pay the rent of foreigners. Five floors, ten suites, no matter how low the rent is, it is still enough for a family to live and pay off the loan.”

Wen Xiao has a rough idea of ​​the local rent. The annual rent for a two-bedroom house like Xia Jue’s is less than [-] yuan, and for a one-bedroom house it’s just over [-] yuan. The sum of ten suites is really not too little.

"But our house was sold out by my mother a long time ago, and only the one we live in is left." Xia Jue smiled and continued, "Otherwise you don't need to squeeze together with me. Like Brother Kai, Qian Feijie and the others have all the houses, so they don’t have to worry about anything. They can just find a job, and it doesn’t matter if they don’t work. In the early years, Li Rui’s father sold a few houses and set up a business in the sea. He's always been planning to run the family business anyway."

"Your mother never came back?" Wen Xiao asked.

"Well," Xia Jue nodded, "She won't come back, I think it would be the same for me. After all, it's very difficult to leave this place."

"How to say?"

"Take Li Rui as an example. He has been the boss in our area since he was five years old, because his family was the first to start a business at that time, and only his family made a fortune. From then on, his life plan is two One word: grow up. When he grows up, he can take over his father's class. And brother Kai, uncles and aunts can do whatever he wants, as long as he doesn't leave the county, don't spend a lot of money, don't get involved in gambling and so on. "

Wen Xiao vaguely understood what he meant: "...boil the frog in warm water."

Xia Jue said: "Almost. The group of people who followed Li Rui that day, Qian Feijie, Dong Yan, Huang Xingze... You should have noticed it when they were playing. Parents want money to spend - parents will give it, but it is definitely not as fast as they spend; or they are foreigners and work in Li Rui's house. So it is all up to Li Rui. Except for Brother Kai, he can't be free, so he ran to find it by himself Work at a construction site."

After hearing this, Wen Xiao felt that it was indeed like what Xia Jue said, this kind of life can't be called good, but it can't be called bad either, at least there is no need to worry about food and clothing.

"What about you?" he asked.

"I—want—leave—" Xia Jue suddenly raised her voice and shouted loudly.

Wen Xiao was taken aback by him, and frowned, "What are you doing! Don't disturb others!"

The lights of nearby residents' houses were dimmed.

Xia Jue didn't listen, and even stood up from the rock, and yelled again towards the mountains, towards the fog at night, towards the direction where the wind was blowing, towards the many unknowns.

"I want to go—" he cried, putting his hands over his mouth, "I—want—to—leave—go—to—sea—"

The moonlight and dream, his pretty face and the tall and straight boy are the picture of the poem.

Wen Xiao couldn't stand his sudden literary talent, turned around, stretched out his arms, and lifted him down like a sack.

At the same time, the lights in the residential buildings were turned on, and harsh voices yelled: "Which idiot doesn't sleep and yells in the middle of the night! You're the only one with a voice!"

"Did you hear that?" Wen Xiao repeated to Xia Jue expressionlessly, "You are the only one with a voice?" I didn't realize that Xia Jue was always held in his arms even though his posture was not very gentle.

Xia Jue felt a little dizzy the moment she was carried down, and then realized it.He rushed forward and hugged Wen Xiao's neck fiercely, tightly.

"...Are you trying to murder?" Wen Xiao's voice was muffled against his chest.

Xia Jue said again: "Don't dare." She let go of him reluctantly, but she was still kneeling on his lap.

Wen Xiao was in pain, and wanted to throw him down, but Xia Jue kept looking into his eyes, with the excitement after yelling just now, as if he had something to say.

"What?" Wen Xiao asked.

Xia Jue put her right index finger in front of her mouth and let out a "shh".

Wen Xiao was silent.

Xia Jue smiled, cupped his face, and dropped his lips.