Chapter 6 Chapter 5 By the River
Every summer in middle school, I would go swimming in the canals in the southern suburbs of Daicheng.Daicheng is surrounded by canals, and the water quality in the southern suburbs is the best, with wide rivers and few boats.
You can't go to the swimming pool. There is a fee of two yuan an hour, and you have to apply for a swimming card and go for a medical examination. Generally speaking, it is very troublesome.Only the canal is the place that really belongs to us. On the river in the southern suburbs, a concrete bridge crosses. Under the bridge is a 200-meter-long river beach, forming a natural swimming pool. The shadow of the bridge just covers the summer. Poison day.It's far away from the urban area, in a remote place, few hooligans set foot here, and parents won't go so far to arrest us.Every summer, a large number of teenagers gather here.
When I was in elementary school, the teacher compared Daicheng to the son of the canal. This metaphor was very novel, but the silly teacher was completely wrong. The city was built in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, while the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal was dug in the Sui Dynasty. How can a son be born a thousand years earlier than his mother?Maybe it's the stepmother.Anyway, the meaning of the teacher is very clear: we need a mother river, whether it is a biological mother or a stepmother, this canal is the mother.
Countless times, I looked at the scenery in the water. The north bank is a prison, and the sentry tower is clearly visible. There is always a figure with an automatic rifle standing upright there.Outside the watchtower, the spire of an ancient pagoda in Daicheng is faintly exposed.The south bank is the outskirts. A road runs along the river leading to Shanghai. Beyond the road are stretches of warehouses. The lengthy gray walls are far away from the dark red walls of the prison on the opposite bank, sandwiching the canal, as if the walls are guiding the direction of the river. towards.Further south of the warehouse, which I have never been to, is supposed to be farmland, where thousands of farmers live as if they don't exist.If we don't go to the countryside, we will be beaten by the peasants.
In the summer vacation of 1991, Yang Yi and I went swimming. The river beach was very lively. Not far away was an abandoned sentry box, which was the changing room.We changed into our swimming trunks, clipped our clothes to the bike racks, and jumped into the river.All of this was forbidden by teachers and parents, mainly for fear of drowning.
There are many bicycles parked on the river beach, and a group of teenagers are playing in the water.For those with poor water quality, float on the side holding the lifebuoy; for those with good water quality, dare to swim back and forth in the canal.Those who are more courageous dare to stand on the bridge and plunge into the river. If the police see this, they will take them away, because someone once stuck his head on the bridge pier and died.People who come out to swim are in groups, the more people, the more fun.Swimming alone is dangerous.
Swimming in the canal, the first thing to pay attention to is to avoid those tugboats carrying goods, the second thing to be careful not to dive under the raft, and the third thing to be careful not to swim too far alone.People drown every year. The river is deep and wide, and there is no way to catch people. They can only wait for them to float up by themselves after being soaked.This is tantamount to traveling to another world for free, and then returning to the human world with a changed face.There are also people who are willing to take risks, diving into the water from the bridge, or diving under the raft, or grabbing the edge of the tugboat and sliding in the white waves. If the boat is carrying watermelons, they will jump on it to steal melons .Those who steal melons will be stabbed by the boat people with iron-tipped poles, and some will be stabbed to the point of chills.
It was extremely hot that afternoon, and the pebbles on the river beach were so sun-dried that you could fry poached eggs. The river water was warm, and I felt parched after just a few strokes, so I could only squat in the shallow water to catch my breath.Yang Yi showed off all kinds of swimming styles in front of my eyes, such as freestyle, backstroke, butterfly, and zhazi.I don't know any of these, I only know how to plan with a dog, and if I fall into the river, it's just enough for me to escape.
Yang Yi decided to swim to the opposite bank, saying that he wanted to challenge the limit, and I told him not to kill himself, the river in this area is very wide.He didn't listen to my advice.I have long been used to his unyielding character.The junior high school teacher said before that Yang Yi is challenging and Lu Xiaolu is evasive.He stretched out his limbs and swam out of the river bank with a crackling sound. After a while, his range of movements became smaller and his frequency gradually slowed down. Sure enough, when he reached the middle of the river, he turned back and shouted to me: "I'm so fucking thirsty, Xiaolu, go Buy a Coke."
"Where can I buy it?" I looked around. This is a suburb, and I can't see any pedestrians. Behind me are roads and rows of warehouses, and on the other side is the towering wall of Daicheng Prison.
Yang Yi said: "You ride a bicycle and go north along the road. There is a new Hongmei Village, and there are small shops in the new village. You can make a round trip in a quarter of an hour."
"I don't fucking want to go."
Yang Yi swam to my side and squatted in the water, as if in a big bathtub, only his head was exposed."You know what, someone in our school committed suicide," he said.
"Why did you die?"
"I didn't pass the college entrance examination. I ran to the water tower of the pesticide factory the day before yesterday and jumped off it. I fell hard."
"Why did you go to the pesticide factory to commit suicide?"
"have no idea."
"The water tower is tall enough. Do people commit suicide every year in your school?"
"It's not that serious. One person died in this year's class," Yang Yi said. "In the last class, a student had a mental illness. He went to the school and said that he was recommended to Fudan University. Others believed him. I was very envious. It was only in the afternoon that I found out that he had a nervous breakdown."
"How could it become a mental illness?"
"People who are too smart will go crazy if they can't turn their brains around. I heard that Nietzsche is crazy."
"Am I a lunatic? Get out of here, you are the lunatic."
"Nietzsche! Nietzsche is a German philosopher." Yang Yi patted my shoulder and said, "Don't worry, Xiaolu, you won't become a madman, you don't understand anything."
The image of a suicidal person keeps circling in my head. I can't understand the fact that a person is going to die if he doesn't get into college.I think of the water tower of the pesticide factory. I am very familiar with it. I often go to the pesticide factory and see it standing there.The water tower is like a penis in the morning erection, poking straight into the soft clouds. It is incredible that such an ugly building attracts a person to climb up and jump down.I know that it is very miserable for a key high school student to fail the university entrance examination. It is like a gangster who went out to steal money but was beaten by the victim. This is a typical example of not being able to get along. Die, or people like me have died a hundred times.
In the afternoon of August, it seemed as if there were ten suns shining overhead. The river beach was full of noise, but the surrounding area was very quiet. There was not a single car on the road, and the sound of cicadas came from the big trees beside the road.There are a few girls on the bridge, with popsicles in their mouths, condescending to watch the excitement. They lie side by side on the bridge railing, like a group of birds on the wire.I vaguely saw a red T-shirt, very eye-catching, like the girl gang I've seen.I tried to see her face, but the sun was blinding her and she was in a backlit position.Later, the girls in the red T-shirt came down from the bridge, followed by a group of bald boys. Without saying hello, they kicked over the bicycle, picked up the clothes and started searching our pockets.
Seeing this posture, we also picked up the pebbles and rushed over, but the power contrast was too great. The other party was wearing clothes and shoes, while we were all swimming trunks and barefoot.Everyone in the know knows that it is impossible to fight naked, the skin and flesh are exposed, and it is very disadvantageous to fight.Before we could do anything, the bald guys showed their watermelon knives, and we immediately raised our hands and surrendered.
The red T-shirt came over and said to us: "This site will be owned by our girls from now on. If you want to swim, you will pay five yuan a day." I saw that it was none other than the two-forked milk yellow warbler.
We were driven by the group of bald heads and lined up in three columns.Yang Yi and I hid at the back, for fear that Huang Ying would recognize us.Walking out of the hooligans was a short, dark man with sunken cheeks and eyes covered with bulbous bulbs, like a malnourished African child, holding a hollow iron pipe in his hand, and said to us: "From now on, I will be in charge of this place." .” I also recognize this person, it’s Xiaopi from when he was attacking a key middle school.I thought to myself, what the hell, this idiot dares to come out and collect protection money.The world is going downhill, and fools are in power, what can I do?
In order not to let Huang Ying recognize us, Yang Yi and I tried our best to keep our heads down and keep a low profile.Xiaopi said: "You all remember me, my name is Xiaopi." A child muttered: "Who the hell knows you?" This sentence was heard by Xiaopi, and he asked: "Who said that? Stand up ?” Several people in the column pointed at the child and immediately betrayed him.The child said with a mournful face, "It's not me." He was slapped by Xiaopi, and he was pulled out, and the hollow iron pipe poked back and forth on his crotch.It's so erotic, we all want to laugh.Later, Xiaopi tried to take off the kid's pants and put a hollow tube on his penis, and the kid immediately cried.A tall, long-haired girl came up from behind, kicked Xiaopi on the buttocks, and said, "Are you disgusting?"
The girl had apricot eyes, which looked good when she stared, and her eyebrows were raised a little, like a pair of open scissors.She was wearing a black shirt, with one hand in her trouser pocket and a watermelon knife in the other.Damn, if Yu Xiaoqi is my dream lover, then this girl is my nightmare lover.
Even more paradoxical things happened in the back, my eyes followed the watermelon knife girl, she walked back to the hooligans, there were several girls there.She was talking to one of them in a low voice, and when I saw that person, it turned out to be Yu Xiaoqi.There was a whine in my head, as if a plane was flying overhead.Yu Xiaoqi belongs to the Girls Gang?how is this possible?
I poked my head around from behind, and Yu Xiaoqi also saw me, showing a look of surprise, and then pouted at the gangsters, and made a face at me.At this time Yang Yi pressed my neck and told me to lower my head.
Later, Huang Ying came over again.She looked at us like a military parade, paced back and forth.She is short and stocky, with a pair of big breasts, an afro head, and pimples all over her face.She was wearing a red T-shirt that was popular in Daicheng that summer. In fact, it was she herself who led this terrifying fashion.I looked at the pair of iconic buildings on her chest, and suddenly my scalp felt numb, and the memory of being hit by a concussion many years ago was injected into my blood vessels, showing a state of hypoglycemia, profuse sweating, rapid heartbeat, and pale face.At the same time, Yang Yi beside me shrank back into the crowd, and said to me softly: "Don't tremble, she won't recognize us anymore."
Yang Yi and I retreated to the back of the crowd, I lowered my head slightly, and at the same time glanced at her from the corner of my eye.There was silence on the river beach, and the pair of big breasts seemed to be the silencers of the whole world, as long as they appeared, they would be silent.It's so sinful that I'm ashamed to describe it any further.
She really didn't recognize us.Over the past several years, she has grown from a big-breasted girl in junior high school to a short, fat woman with big breasts, and I have become thin and long. She has grown horizontally, and I have grown vertically. The changes in each other's body shapes They are all quite big.She wore a pair of dark glasses stylishly on her head.Later she turned her head and asked Xiaopi: "How much money was searched?" Xiaopi said, "Not much, only a little over a hundred dollars." People get a number of gross bills.We were all filled with righteous indignation. We didn't have much pocket money, let them loot it, and this summer vacation ended early.When the money was distributed to the watermelon knife girl, she laughed and shook her head.Huang Ying said: "Anyway, if you have money, you forget it." It was assigned to Yu Xiaoqi again, and Yu Xiaoqi shook his head.Huang Ying asked the watermelon knife girl: "Who is she, why is she so blind?" The watermelon knife girl said: "She is a good girl, don't spoil her." Huang Ying said: "Forget it." , she blew a whistle and said, "The team is closed."
The natural bathing place that I have been playing for many years suddenly became the territory of the Girls' Gang on this day, which is unreasonable.Let Xiaopi, an idiot, sell tickets. I don't know if he will be beaten to death.I didn't think much about it at the time, I just hoped that this group of people would leave quickly, and I didn't even want to talk to Yu Xiaoqi anymore, she is a member of a hooligan gang, it's best not to mess with this kind of woman.
The group surrounded Huang Ying and walked up the bridge. I thought I had escaped a catastrophe today. Just as I was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Yu Xiaoqi suddenly turned around and called my name: "Lu Xiaolu, Lu Xiaolu. Huh? What are you hiding?" Shi Huangying turned her head and asked Yu Xiaoqi: "Who is Lu Xiaolu?" Yu Xiaoqi pointed at me blankly.I heard Yang Yi say: "Damn it." I sighed and looked up at the sky, the sun was still shining brightly.When I was beaten with a concussion, I also saw a blue sky with a dozen fists floating on it.
Huang Ying stood there at a distance of 20 to 30 meters. She looked at me for a while, and then she and the watermelon knife girl whispered a few words, and walked over alone with a copper-headed leather belt.Her breasts, the breasts I have never forgotten, the breasts that made all the boys sexually mature in advance, one pointed at me, and the other pointed at Yang Yi.
She took off her sunglasses, set them low on the bridge of her nose, and looked at us from above the sunglasses.I didn't pay attention to her eyes before, she looks quite watery, I only pay attention to her breasts.The way she held the belt in her hand reminded me of the female thugs in the military command bureau in revolutionary movies. Are there female thugs in the military command bureau?I suspect it was a spring dream I had when I was a child.
"No wonder they look so familiar." Huang Ying said, "Lu Xiaolu, and you, Yang Yi."
Neither of us spoke.
Huang Ying said, "Hiding? Can you hide?"
We still don't speak.
"Do you still remember me? Forgot?" With a sneer on her face, she swung the belt in her hand, and there was a whirring sound in the air, "If you don't speak? If you don't speak, you won't be beaten?"
I don't know how long it took, Yang Yi poked his neck and said, "I remember." Before he finished speaking, a belt hit his head.Yang Yi squatted on the ground covering his head.I looked at Huang Ying, and before I had time to be afraid, my eyes blurred and I got a belt on my head.Huang Ying said: "You fucking should hit me too, how dare you look at me!"
I also squatted on the ground, and the belt pulled so hard that it hurt so much that I had goosebumps all over my body.At that time, I really wanted to remind her that Yang Yi should be beaten, because he dared to call you "Shuangcha milk", and he didn't suffer any punishment. As for me, I was very wronged. I never meant to despise you, and I have already been punished by you It's over, I got a concussion from the little hooligan you called Did you forget?My family said that I was beaten into a concussion, so I had to go to a technical school, and my whole life was ruined. I should have paid the price for this, why should I still be beaten?However, the huge pain ran from the top of my head to the bottom of my feet, and I couldn't say anything.Being pulled on the head by the copper head belt, this kind of flesh and blood pain is unforgettable, and it makes people's will collapse.
When she whipped us, there was silence on the river beach.Why it's so quiet, I don't know.After many years, I found that this incident has a cruel beauty in my memory. I have beaten and been beaten in half my life, but I don't have this aesthetic realm.The solemnity at that time may be because the onlookers were also awed by this beauty.
She later walked away with the belt.I thought she was going to call her men over and beat us to death, but she didn't.She just left, and I didn't even watch her go away.This belt is a souvenir of my boyhood, as if not to punish us, but to remember her forever.
The last scene I saw was Yu Xiaoqi's frightened face.
It is said that a man who is often whipped by a woman will become a sexual pervert, either a sadist or a masochist.Several years later, Yang and I watched the SM video and saw similar scenes, and we were silent to each other.Only then did I understand why I didn't hate her when I received the belt, on the contrary, it was a little sweet. The feeling of being whipped was like a virgin being forcibly opened. Although it was humiliating, it was also quite unique.Zhuangzi said, although you have a heart, don't complain about the floating tiles.That is to say, when a person is unlucky, one can only blame bad luck, but not hate the brick that was slapped on your head.I was too young to comprehend the erotic connotations of this humiliation. That day I squatted on the ground, the hooligans ran away, and then the swimming children also ran away.After a long time, I sat down on the ground and opened my eyes.Yang Yi was still squatting beside me, and there were two bicycles lying alone on the river beach.Surprisingly, Yu Xiaoqi is still there.She stood about ten paces away, looking at me in horror.I pushed Yang Yi, and he pushed my hand away. I said: "Everyone is gone, wake up." He put down his hand, and a bloody bar stretched from his hairline to the center of his eyebrows, perpendicular to the ground, like a martial artist in a Beijing opera.At this time, I realized that there should also be a bloody line on my hot forehead.No wonder Yu Xiaoqi looked at me in such horror. Yu Xiaoqi said, "Does it hurt?" Yang Yi said: "You belong to the gang of female hooligans!" Yu Xiaoqi cried and said, "Don't talk nonsense, I'm not a female hooligan, and I don't even know the person who beat you." "If you don't call his name, can we be beaten?" Yang Yi said. "Then you can't rely on me." Yu Xiaoqi said. Yang Yi turned to me and asked, "Is there blood on my head?" I shook my head and said, "No, just a bloody bar." "The same to you." "Is it straight?" "slanted." "Oh shit." I introduced to Yu Xiaoqi, this is Yang Yi, my buddy, a top student in a key middle school.Introduce Yu Xiaoqi again, this is Yu Xiaoqi, the daughter of my Chinese teacher, the little sister of the art technical school.Yu Xiaoqi said: "Where is my little sister?" Yang Yi said: "You have caught the current situation, and you still don't admit it?" Yu Xiaoqi said: "I just went out to play with Zeng Yuan, and she said to bring me here. Look good, I'm here. How did I expect to be robbed?" I asked, "Who is Zeng Yuan?" Yu Xiaoqi said, "It's the girl with the watermelon knife." I said, "Fuck." Yu Xiaoqi walked up to us and asked cautiously, "How did you offend that woman?" I don't want to talk about it, Shuangcha milk is too obscene, not to mention Yu Xiaoqi is a typical washboard girl, telling her this kind of story, I don't know if it will be mistaken for ridicule.I didn't say it until much later, when she asked about it, when she said, "Yeah, you guys deserve a beating." That day, Yang Yi and I covered our heads, feeling bored, and wanted to go home in disgrace.Yu Xiaoqi said, "You're not going to complain in front of my father, are you?" I said, "Why? Are you afraid of him?" She shook her head and said, "He has a heart attack. If he is scared to death, he will be miserable. Let his wife be a widow as soon as he got married." After she finished speaking, she couldn't help being happy.I looked at her for a long time, and said with a thumbs up, "You are so awesome." We went back to the bikes, found our clothes and shoes, and went into the sentry box to change.I told Yang Yi, this is the girl I had a crush on recently, she looks a bit like Ouyang Hui.Yang Yi said worriedly: "Are you still missing Ouyang Hui?" I said no, I only want Yu Xiaoqi now.Yang Yi said that this is what Freud called a complex, not real love.To his Floyd.After changing clothes and coming out, Yu Xiaoqi smiled.I saw that Yang Yi and I were wearing the summer work clothes of the pesticide factory, a dark purple shirt with suit shorts underneath and flip-flops under the suit shorts.Yu Xiaoqi said, "Why are you like twins?" Yang Yi sighed, and said to me: "This girl is a bit heartless, not quite the same as Ouyang Hui." I told Yang Yi to go home, and Yu Xiaoqi said, "Does it still hurt? Come to my house and apply some medicine." This proposal was good, and only half of the long afternoon passed.It was very hot on the beach and I was starting to feel thirsty.Yu Xiaoqi also said that we would go to drink some Coke together, and for the sake of Yang Yi and I being robbed, she would treat the guests.Yang Yi said: "This place is very barren, and there is a small tobacco store in Hongmei New Village over there." Yu Xiaoqi said: "You are very familiar, you have been to Hongmei New Village. My family lives in Hongmei." We packed up the bicycle, my tire was almost flat, Yang Yi took Yu Xiaoqi.We got on the road and headed south.There was not a single car on the road that afternoon, and the sun was shining on the empty asphalt road, making the road surface sticky from the sun.The weeds on both sides are as high as half a person, and the leaves are covered with dust, and grasshoppers jump out from time to time.Yang rode his bike very fast.I arched my body, pinched my hands between the dragon's head, followed closely behind him, and kept on the same line as Yu Xiaoqi.She sat on the bag rack with her legs slightly crossed, her right hand resting lightly under the bicycle seat.Sometimes she looks up at the sky, sometimes at me. Yang Yi looked very excited that day, his two thin legs were stepping on the pedals like pistons.I said: "Ride slowly, there is a car coming in front of you, and you will fly out." Yang Yi said: "Riding like this, it is windy and cool." Yu Xiaoqi said: "It is quite cool." Yang Yi suddenly Shouting: "Fuck! I'm going to go to the police academy! I'm going to arrest all of you hooligans!" Yu Xiaoqi laughed happily: "Then you ride faster." It's so strange, that road has never been so empty before, and my impression is that the wheels of foreign trucks roared past, rolling up dust like a blizzard, and their horns blew like a scalded cat.It may be because the weather was too hot, there was no car that day, and there was no one in the five-minute journey from the riverside to Hongmei New Village.Everything seems to be designed to let us go crazy. I noticed that Yu Xiaoqi was also wearing a red T-shirt. There was a man's head on the T-shirt, with his mouth pursed and his head raised, staring proudly at the sky.I didn't know at the time that it was Guevara's head. It was a long time after this kind of T-shirt became popular. I thought it was a Hollywood star.Yu Xiaoqi's side profile is pretty, with his nose slightly turned up, and the blood on his lips is very pale.The sun cast a blinding white light on the surrounding landscape. I asked Yu Xiaoqi, "Who is that printed on your clothes?" She said, "You don't even know Guevara? He is the revolutionary leader of Cuba and a close comrade-in-arms of Castro." I know Cuba, I saw it on a map in geography class, and the place was very close to the United States.My former geography teacher used to say that setting up missiles in Cuba could wipe out the United States.That teacher is a bit perverted, always teaching us where to bomb with missiles. Yu Xiaoqi asked me: "What do you think of this dress?" "Looking good," I said, "this Guevara looks awesome." "It's still you who know the goods. This dress was given to me by Zeng Yuan. It's from Hong Kong." When we arrived at Hongmei New Village, it was a small new village in the suburbs, with about a dozen houses, an agricultural machinery factory in front, a large warehouse in the back, and a canal not far away.The houses are very old, made of red bricks, and the outer walls have not been painted.There is a small bamboo shed at the entrance of the new village, which is indeed a tobacco store. We drank three cans of iced Coke in no time.Yu Xiaoqi asked if we still wanted to drink, I nodded, and she bought two more cans.Yang Yi said: "Can you buy us a pack of cigarettes? My cigarettes have also been confiscated." Yu Xiaoqi took out a small wallet from his pocket, counted out a five-yuan note, handed it to Yang Yi, and said, "You Buy it yourself, people in the store will gossip when they see me buying cigarettes." Yang Yi bought a pack of peonies, spared a box of matches, and returned the change to Yu Xiaoqi.We lit up cigarettes, and puffed out the clouds at the gate of the new village with a blunt posture.The old man in the store jokingly said: "Which school do you guys learn to smoke at such an early age?" Yang Yi said: "He is from the Chemical Engineering Technical School, and I am from Daicheng Middle School." The old man pointed to Yang Yi's injured forehead and said: "Fuck, Daizhong is a key middle school, how can you look like a key middle school?" Yang Yi said nonchalantly, "Our school smokes a lot, and I accidentally bumped this wound." Then he took out the school badge from his pocket Show the old man: "Look, I have a school badge." The old man said: "You don't wear it if you have a school badge? What are you doing in your pocket?" Yang Yi said: "Wearing a school badge looks like a fool." The old man said: "My granddaughter Next year I will take the high school entrance exam, so I want to enter Daizhong." Yang Yi said, "That's great, but unfortunately I will graduate next year." The old man shook his head and said, "You're a pity." Yu Xiaoqi said: "I also want to go to high school and go to university. Going to a technical school is really boring." Yang Yi said hypocritically that in fact, high school is meaningless, it’s a pain to die for, and there is no freedom to speak of in a pile of textbooks and reference books every day.If you don’t get into university, you’re dead. If you get into college, you may not be able to survive. Universities are divided into grades. There’s a clear distinction between one and two junior colleges. Even if you get into one, it’s hard to say. In the history department, I will either go to the archives or be a teacher in the future. Some people have studied some kind of radio major. In fact, they are studying sonar and torpedoes. They will have to spend the rest of their lives in submarines. After the shore, the country will not allow this kind of person to run around casually, because his mind is full of military secrets.Yang Yi said: "Computer and medical schools are the most popular science subjects. Program developers and surgeons will be the most lacking in our country in the future." Selling tea eggs is worse than atomic bombs." Yang Yi said: "Do you think those self-employed people can get to the sky? They all came down from the mountains and have no future." Yu Xiaoqi said: "You talked for a long time and then came back. It's better to go to university." Yang Yi said: "Well, if you do well, it's good, if you don't do well, it's not good. What's there to argue about?" Yu Xiaoqi asked, "What university does Yang Yi want to go to?" I said, "He's going to be admitted to Tsinghua University, and he's going to Tsinghua University to find a girlfriend." Yu Xiaoqi said seriously: "That's amazing." Yang Yi felt a little embarrassed, and said coyly: "Actually, Tsinghua University doesn't have any beauties, and even if there were beauties, they were taken over by those high-ranking boys." I said, "That's similar to our chemical engineering school. All the beauties in our school were snatched away by the student cadres, one for each person, and two for the president of the student union, and left some garbage for us." Yu Xiaoqi said: "Your words are really ugly, why are other girls turned into trash?" I said, "I'm wrong, but I'm actually the trash myself." Later, Yang Yi said that it was too hot to squat outside like this, even though there was shade from the trees, he still couldn't stand it.Yu Xiaoqi said: "I'm confused too. I was just thinking about rubbing red potion on you. Come with me." She walked forward with a Coke can, bypassed the flower bed, and took a big turn along the shade of the tree. Turn and walk into a house.This is an old-fashioned public house with one staircase and four households. The corridor is very dark, piled with miscellaneous boxes and baskets, and bicycles are locked on the handrail of the stairs.Yu Xiaoqi said in a low voice: "The fourth floor of my house, please keep your voice down, this building is full of old ladies with bad mouths, they will tell my mother." Yang Yi also said in a low voice: "It's the same in our building, retired old ladies They are all squatting downstairs to stand guard." Yu Xiaoqi said: "It's too hot today, they all hide in the house, and they are usually downstairs." When passing the second floor, she motioned us to bend over, from Drilled under the windows of a house.She whispered: "This old lady is the worst. She always likes to chew her tongue in front of my mother." Walking through such a dark corridor, there is a dreamy feeling, and it is not a night dream, but a very light dream when sleeping in the afternoon, like a short swing between consciousness and delirium.When I got to the third floor, I heard the sound of a cat meowing. I looked in the dim light and saw a tabby cat watching us from the corner.The cat's coat color is very strange, with a dark cloud-like pattern floating on the white background, covering the back, it looks like a turtle with a shell.When I got closer, I found that it only had one left ear, and half of the right ear was missing, probably bitten off by its own kind.Yu Xiaoqi called it in a low voice: "Vincent, Vincent." "Why is it called Vincent?" "Vincent Van Gogh, you idiot." Yu Xiaoqi said. "Oh," I remembered, "Van Gogh had one of his ears cut off." "He cut it himself." Yang Yi said, "Van Gogh, like Nietzsche, was mentally ill." I said, "You seem to be a nurse in a psychiatric hospital?" The cat squawked in the corner, Yu Xiaoqi reached out to pat it, and it stretched its neck obediently.I asked Yu Xiaoqi: "Do you have a cat?" Yu Xiaoqi said: "No, it belongs to the old woman downstairs, but it listens to me the most." Pull it out and hold the cat's armpits with both hands.The cat stands before our eyes like a child with too many clothes on.Yu Xiaoqi said: "Vincent, come home with me, I'll give you dried fish." Yang Yi said: "Damn, it's a female cat, why is it called Vincent?" Yu Xiaoqi said: "Then Do you think there are any women who have lost their ears?" Yang Yi shook his head: "No." Yu Xiaoqi's family lives in 403, which is the most common one-bedroom household.After entering, she smelled a faint smell. She said it was acrylic, and she was painting acrylic recently.She put the cat on the ground, and the cat looked like a clay sculpture, and it remained in its original shape.Yu Xiaoqi unpacked a pack of dried fish slices from the table, tore off a piece and threw it to him.The cat didn't even smell it, and just ate it.This cat seems to have been well bred. Yu Xiaoqi said: "I always want to steal Vincent home and raise him." "It's quite obedient and well-raised." Yu Xiaoqi said to the cat: "Why don't you go to the art school with me? Vincent. There are mice in our dormitory." The cat glanced at her and yawned noncommittally. "Are you afraid of mice?" "I'm not afraid, but it's very annoying. The mice in the American school like to eat paint, and they also gnaw on pencils and drawing paper. They are malnourished, so they are very small, and it is very troublesome to catch. Once I used a mouse cage to catch one. Zeng Yuan and I I drew a few sketches of it and fed it a few peanuts as a modeling allowance." "and then?" "Then scald it to death with boiling water. After it's done as a model, it still has to restore its status as a mouse." "The scene must be cruel, right?" "Scream, no mouse dared to come in our dormitory for a week. They thought of an idea, they caught the mouse and tortured it, recorded the scream with a tape recorder, and played it in the dormitory before going to bed at night. The effect was great. , the mice are scared away. But it will be useless after a long time, and the mice are also very smart, knowing that we are scaring them." I went around her house.Her house is small, with old furniture and dim light. The canvas awning on the balcony blocks the scorching light of summer.There is a double bed in the back room with two pillows on it. I heard from Yu Xiaoqi that her mother, my ex-teacher’s wife, never remarried after the divorce.Under the glass of the chest of drawers, I saw a photo of my former teacher's wife. It was a woman with a steamed chicken coop. There was no makeup on her face, and she could vaguely see her youthful beauty.It seems that Lao Ding's aesthetics is still good. It's incredible that such a useless person like him can marry a beautiful woman, and after ten years, he will have a second spring.I continued to look, and there was a photo on the corner of the chest of drawers. The incident made her feel a little relieved. There was an irreparable blankness in her smile. On her left was Yu Xiaoqi. strange look.On the left side of Yu Xiaoqi is an empty figure, which was resolutely twisted by the scissors along the outline of the figure, as empty as a memory before the age of three.I know this person is Lao Ding. In addition to the furniture, there was an easel in the room, wrapped in a blue cloth, the contents of which could not be seen.There are several sketches and watercolors on the wall, all of which are still lifes.When I was visiting the house, Yang Yi couldn't wait to run to the toilet to look in the mirror, and then ran to the kitchen to turn on the faucet, probably washing the wound, groaning, and then he cursed loudly: "Fuck me. , beat me like this." Yu Xiaoqi said: "Oh, my brain, I forgot to rub the red lotion on you again." She asked Yang Yi to sit down first, the scar on Yang Yi's head was heavier than mine, obviously the Shuangcha grandma hated him far more than me.She wrapped a cotton ball with a match, dipped in the red lotion, and gently applied it to Yang Yi's wound.I praised her for her skillful movements, and she said, "You don't know, my mother is a nurse." When applying the medicine, Yang Yi closed his eyes, as if it was very helpful.I was a little upset and asked him deliberately: "Is it comfortable?" Yang Yi closed his eyes and said, "Get lost." After he painted it, I saw that it was really not bad. The bright red stripes looked like some kind of rare bird.Yu Xiaoqi said: "Try to draw better." Yang Yi ran to the bathroom to look in the mirror, and when it was my turn to sit down, Yu Xiaoqi said, "I can't draw yours well, it's oblique." Said: "Draw whatever you want, anyway, it's not the first time I've embarrassed myself in front of you, just be gentle with your hands and feet." She said: "Don't worry about that." I closed my eyes, I felt that this action was really shameless, as if I was enjoying her touch, but since Yang Yi did this all the time, I had no reason to refuse.There was a chill on her forehead, and there was a slight pain, and she felt her fingers moving.She said: "If this belt goes down any further, it will blind your left eye." I said, "My eyes were still swollen a few days ago." 她说：“啧，那次好像也是我闯的祸。” 我说：“那次我心甘情愿的，这次有点冤。” 她说：“疼吗？” 我说：“不疼。” 蝉声从窗外传来，这已经是夏季的尾声了，唯一的那只蝉，还在贪恋着一九九一年的夏季。我一直搞不明白，这么小的一只昆虫，它也能声嘶力竭到这种程度。过了一会儿，它又不叫了，它既享受着自己制造的噪音，也享受着噪音之外的宁静。 于小齐说：“好啦。” 我睁开眼睛，定了定神。 她说：“你不去照照镜子？” 我跑到卫生间门口，门反锁了。我用力敲门，说：“杨一，你他妈的在里面干吗？”杨一瓮声瓮气地说：“我他妈的在小便！”
那天下午，我和杨一从红梅新村出来时，太阳斜到了新村围墙之上，把墙头的玻璃碴子照得熠熠闪光。从粮食仓库那里飞来的野鸟，成群掠过头顶，远处运河里的货船拉响汽笛。时近黄昏，暑意渐消，下班的人三三两两从我们身边经过。 我们跳上自行车，往城里去，骑到水泥桥上，我的自行车后轮彻底没气了，只能下来推着走。那时夕阳已经落在河心，天上一轮，水里一轮，很好看。云霞像岩浆一样，把河水的气势完全压倒。此前游泳的河滩上空无一人。 我说车子没气了，杨一让我坐在他的自行车后面，我扶着自己那辆车子的龙头。进了城，找到一个修车摊，摊主是一个瘸子。就是他了，因为我和杨一身无分文。打完气之后，我们跳上自行车就跑，瘸子大怒，在后面大呼小叫追我们。我操，我从来不知道一个瘸子竟然可以跑那么快，就五分钱的打气费，他矢志不渝地追，还朝我们扔砖头，整块的红砖嗖嗖地从我身边飞过。杨一哈哈大笑，玩了个双脱手，居然还能转过身子，对瘸子喊道：“瘸逼！你去参加奥运会吧！”
It is said that a man who is often whipped by a woman will become a sexual pervert, either a sadist or a masochist.Several years later, Yang and I watched the SM video and saw similar scenes, and we were silent to each other.Only then did I understand why I didn't hate her when I received the belt, on the contrary, it was a little sweet. The feeling of being whipped was like a virgin being forcibly opened. Although it was humiliating, it was also quite unique.Zhuangzi said, although you have a heart, don't complain about the floating tiles.That is to say, when a person is unlucky, one can only blame bad luck, but not hate the brick that was slapped on your head.I was too young to comprehend the erotic connotations of this humiliation. That day I squatted on the ground, the hooligans ran away, and then the swimming children also ran away.After a long time, I sat down on the ground and opened my eyes.Yang Yi was still squatting beside me, and there were two bicycles lying alone on the river beach.Surprisingly, Yu Xiaoqi is still there.She stood about ten paces away, looking at me in horror.I pushed Yang Yi, and he pushed my hand away. I said: "Everyone is gone, wake up." He put down his hand, and a bloody bar stretched from his hairline to the center of his eyebrows, perpendicular to the ground, like a martial artist in a Beijing opera.At this time, I realized that there should also be a bloody line on my hot forehead.No wonder Yu Xiaoqi looked at me in such horror. Yu Xiaoqi said, "Does it hurt?" Yang Yi said: "You belong to the gang of female hooligans!" Yu Xiaoqi cried and said, "Don't talk nonsense, I'm not a female hooligan, and I don't even know the person who beat you." "If you don't call his name, can we be beaten?" Yang Yi said. "Then you can't rely on me." Yu Xiaoqi said. Yang Yi turned to me and asked, "Is there blood on my head?" I shook my head and said, "No, just a bloody bar." "The same to you." "Is it straight?" "slanted." "Oh shit." I introduced to Yu Xiaoqi, this is Yang Yi, my buddy, a top student in a key middle school.Introduce Yu Xiaoqi again, this is Yu Xiaoqi, the daughter of my Chinese teacher, the little sister of the art technical school.Yu Xiaoqi said: "Where is my little sister?" Yang Yi said: "You have caught the current situation, and you still don't admit it?" Yu Xiaoqi said: "I just went out to play with Zeng Yuan, and she said to bring me here. Look good, I'm here. How did I expect to be robbed?" I asked, "Who is Zeng Yuan?" Yu Xiaoqi said, "It's the girl with the watermelon knife." I said, "Fuck." Yu Xiaoqi walked up to us and asked cautiously, "How did you offend that woman?" I don't want to talk about it, Shuangcha milk is too obscene, not to mention Yu Xiaoqi is a typical washboard girl, telling her this kind of story, I don't know if it will be mistaken for ridicule.I didn't say it until much later, when she asked about it, when she said, "Yeah, you guys deserve a beating." That day, Yang Yi and I covered our heads, feeling bored, and wanted to go home in disgrace.Yu Xiaoqi said, "You're not going to complain in front of my father, are you?" I said, "Why? Are you afraid of him?" She shook her head and said, "He has a heart attack. If he is scared to death, he will be miserable. Let his wife be a widow as soon as he got married." After she finished speaking, she couldn't help being happy.I looked at her for a long time, and said with a thumbs up, "You are so awesome." We went back to the bikes, found our clothes and shoes, and went into the sentry box to change.I told Yang Yi, this is the girl I had a crush on recently, she looks a bit like Ouyang Hui.Yang Yi said worriedly: "Are you still missing Ouyang Hui?" I said no, I only want Yu Xiaoqi now.Yang Yi said that this is what Freud called a complex, not real love.To his Floyd.After changing clothes and coming out, Yu Xiaoqi smiled.I saw that Yang Yi and I were wearing the summer work clothes of the pesticide factory, a dark purple shirt with suit shorts underneath and flip-flops under the suit shorts.Yu Xiaoqi said, "Why are you like twins?" Yang Yi sighed, and said to me: "This girl is a bit heartless, not quite the same as Ouyang Hui." I told Yang Yi to go home, and Yu Xiaoqi said, "Does it still hurt? Come to my house and apply some medicine." This proposal was good, and only half of the long afternoon passed.It was very hot on the beach and I was starting to feel thirsty.Yu Xiaoqi also said that we would go to drink some Coke together, and for the sake of Yang Yi and I being robbed, she would treat the guests.Yang Yi said: "This place is very barren, and there is a small tobacco store in Hongmei New Village over there." Yu Xiaoqi said: "You are very familiar, you have been to Hongmei New Village. My family lives in Hongmei." We packed up the bicycle, my tire was almost flat, Yang Yi took Yu Xiaoqi.We got on the road and headed south.There was not a single car on the road that afternoon, and the sun was shining on the empty asphalt road, making the road surface sticky from the sun.The weeds on both sides are as high as half a person, and the leaves are covered with dust, and grasshoppers jump out from time to time.Yang rode his bike very fast.I arched my body, pinched my hands between the dragon's head, followed closely behind him, and kept on the same line as Yu Xiaoqi.She sat on the bag rack with her legs slightly crossed, her right hand resting lightly under the bicycle seat.Sometimes she looks up at the sky, sometimes at me. Yang Yi looked very excited that day, his two thin legs were stepping on the pedals like pistons.I said: "Ride slowly, there is a car coming in front of you, and you will fly out." Yang Yi said: "Riding like this, it is windy and cool." Yu Xiaoqi said: "It is quite cool." Yang Yi suddenly Shouting: "Fuck! I'm going to go to the police academy! I'm going to arrest all of you hooligans!" Yu Xiaoqi laughed happily: "Then you ride faster." It's so strange, that road has never been so empty before, and my impression is that the wheels of foreign trucks roared past, rolling up dust like a blizzard, and their horns blew like a scalded cat.It may be because the weather was too hot, there was no car that day, and there was no one in the five-minute journey from the riverside to Hongmei New Village.Everything seems to be designed to let us go crazy. I noticed that Yu Xiaoqi was also wearing a red T-shirt. There was a man's head on the T-shirt, with his mouth pursed and his head raised, staring proudly at the sky.I didn't know at the time that it was Guevara's head. It was a long time after this kind of T-shirt became popular. I thought it was a Hollywood star.Yu Xiaoqi's side profile is pretty, with his nose slightly turned up, and the blood on his lips is very pale.The sun cast a blinding white light on the surrounding landscape. I asked Yu Xiaoqi, "Who is that printed on your clothes?" She said, "You don't even know Guevara? He is the revolutionary leader of Cuba and a close comrade-in-arms of Castro." I know Cuba, I saw it on a map in geography class, and the place was very close to the United States.My former geography teacher used to say that setting up missiles in Cuba could wipe out the United States.That teacher is a bit perverted, always teaching us where to bomb with missiles. Yu Xiaoqi asked me: "What do you think of this dress?" "Looking good," I said, "this Guevara looks awesome." "It's still you who know the goods. This dress was given to me by Zeng Yuan. It's from Hong Kong." When we arrived at Hongmei New Village, it was a small new village in the suburbs, with about a dozen houses, an agricultural machinery factory in front, a large warehouse in the back, and a canal not far away.The houses are very old, made of red bricks, and the outer walls have not been painted.There is a small bamboo shed at the entrance of the new village, which is indeed a tobacco store. We drank three cans of iced Coke in no time.Yu Xiaoqi asked if we still wanted to drink, I nodded, and she bought two more cans.Yang Yi said: "Can you buy us a pack of cigarettes? My cigarettes have also been confiscated." Yu Xiaoqi took out a small wallet from his pocket, counted out a five-yuan note, handed it to Yang Yi, and said, "You Buy it yourself, people in the store will gossip when they see me buying cigarettes." Yang Yi bought a pack of peonies, spared a box of matches, and returned the change to Yu Xiaoqi.We lit up cigarettes, and puffed out the clouds at the gate of the new village with a blunt posture.The old man in the store jokingly said: "Which school do you guys learn to smoke at such an early age?" Yang Yi said: "He is from the Chemical Engineering Technical School, and I am from Daicheng Middle School." The old man pointed to Yang Yi's injured forehead and said: "Fuck, Daizhong is a key middle school, how can you look like a key middle school?" Yang Yi said nonchalantly, "Our school smokes a lot, and I accidentally bumped this wound." Then he took out the school badge from his pocket Show the old man: "Look, I have a school badge." The old man said: "You don't wear it if you have a school badge? What are you doing in your pocket?" Yang Yi said: "Wearing a school badge looks like a fool." The old man said: "My granddaughter Next year I will take the high school entrance exam, so I want to enter Daizhong." Yang Yi said, "That's great, but unfortunately I will graduate next year." The old man shook his head and said, "You're a pity." Yu Xiaoqi said: "I also want to go to high school and go to university. Going to a technical school is really boring." Yang Yi said hypocritically that in fact, high school is meaningless, it’s a pain to die for, and there is no freedom to speak of in a pile of textbooks and reference books every day.If you don’t get into university, you’re dead. If you get into college, you may not be able to survive. Universities are divided into grades. There’s a clear distinction between one and two junior colleges. Even if you get into one, it’s hard to say. In the history department, I will either go to the archives or be a teacher in the future. Some people have studied some kind of radio major. In fact, they are studying sonar and torpedoes. They will have to spend the rest of their lives in submarines. After the shore, the country will not allow this kind of person to run around casually, because his mind is full of military secrets.Yang Yi said: "Computer and medical schools are the most popular science subjects. Program developers and surgeons will be the most lacking in our country in the future." Selling tea eggs is worse than atomic bombs." Yang Yi said: "Do you think those self-employed people can get to the sky? They all came down from the mountains and have no future." Yu Xiaoqi said: "You talked for a long time and then came back. It's better to go to university." Yang Yi said: "Well, if you do well, it's good, if you don't do well, it's not good. What's there to argue about?" Yu Xiaoqi asked, "What university does Yang Yi want to go to?" I said, "He's going to be admitted to Tsinghua University, and he's going to Tsinghua University to find a girlfriend." Yu Xiaoqi said seriously: "That's amazing." Yang Yi felt a little embarrassed, and said coyly: "Actually, Tsinghua University doesn't have any beauties, and even if there were beauties, they were taken over by those high-ranking boys." I said, "That's similar to our chemical engineering school. All the beauties in our school were snatched away by the student cadres, one for each person, and two for the president of the student union, and left some garbage for us." Yu Xiaoqi said: "Your words are really ugly, why are other girls turned into trash?" I said, "I'm wrong, but I'm actually the trash myself." Later, Yang Yi said that it was too hot to squat outside like this, even though there was shade from the trees, he still couldn't stand it.Yu Xiaoqi said: "I'm confused too. I was just thinking about rubbing red potion on you. Come with me." She walked forward with a Coke can, bypassed the flower bed, and took a big turn along the shade of the tree. Turn and walk into a house.This is an old-fashioned public house with one staircase and four households. The corridor is very dark, piled with miscellaneous boxes and baskets, and bicycles are locked on the handrail of the stairs.Yu Xiaoqi said in a low voice: "The fourth floor of my house, please keep your voice down, this building is full of old ladies with bad mouths, they will tell my mother." Yang Yi also said in a low voice: "It's the same in our building, retired old ladies They are all squatting downstairs to stand guard." Yu Xiaoqi said: "It's too hot today, they all hide in the house, and they are usually downstairs." When passing the second floor, she motioned us to bend over, from Drilled under the windows of a house.She whispered: "This old lady is the worst. She always likes to chew her tongue in front of my mother." Walking through such a dark corridor, there is a dreamy feeling, and it is not a night dream, but a very light dream when sleeping in the afternoon, like a short swing between consciousness and delirium.When I got to the third floor, I heard the sound of a cat meowing. I looked in the dim light and saw a tabby cat watching us from the corner.The cat's coat color is very strange, with a dark cloud-like pattern floating on the white background, covering the back, it looks like a turtle with a shell.When I got closer, I found that it only had one left ear, and half of the right ear was missing, probably bitten off by its own kind.Yu Xiaoqi called it in a low voice: "Vincent, Vincent." "Why is it called Vincent?" "Vincent Van Gogh, you idiot." Yu Xiaoqi said. "Oh," I remembered, "Van Gogh had one of his ears cut off." "He cut it himself." Yang Yi said, "Van Gogh, like Nietzsche, was mentally ill." I said, "You seem to be a nurse in a psychiatric hospital?" The cat squawked in the corner, Yu Xiaoqi reached out to pat it, and it stretched its neck obediently.I asked Yu Xiaoqi: "Do you have a cat?" Yu Xiaoqi said: "No, it belongs to the old woman downstairs, but it listens to me the most." Pull it out and hold the cat's armpits with both hands.The cat stands before our eyes like a child with too many clothes on.Yu Xiaoqi said: "Vincent, come home with me, I'll give you dried fish." Yang Yi said: "Damn, it's a female cat, why is it called Vincent?" Yu Xiaoqi said: "Then Do you think there are any women who have lost their ears?" Yang Yi shook his head: "No." Yu Xiaoqi's family lives in 403, which is the most common one-bedroom household.After entering, she smelled a faint smell. She said it was acrylic, and she was painting acrylic recently.She put the cat on the ground, and the cat looked like a clay sculpture, and it remained in its original shape.Yu Xiaoqi unpacked a pack of dried fish slices from the table, tore off a piece and threw it to him.The cat didn't even smell it, and just ate it.This cat seems to have been well bred. Yu Xiaoqi said: "I always want to steal Vincent home and raise him." "It's quite obedient and well-raised." Yu Xiaoqi said to the cat: "Why don't you go to the art school with me? Vincent. There are mice in our dormitory." The cat glanced at her and yawned noncommittally. "Are you afraid of mice?" "I'm not afraid, but it's very annoying. The mice in the American school like to eat paint, and they also gnaw on pencils and drawing paper. They are malnourished, so they are very small, and it is very troublesome to catch. Once I used a mouse cage to catch one. Zeng Yuan and I I drew a few sketches of it and fed it a few peanuts as a modeling allowance." "and then?" "Then scald it to death with boiling water. After it's done as a model, it still has to restore its status as a mouse." "The scene must be cruel, right?" "Scream, no mouse dared to come in our dormitory for a week. They thought of an idea, they caught the mouse and tortured it, recorded the scream with a tape recorder, and played it in the dormitory before going to bed at night. The effect was great. , the mice are scared away. But it will be useless after a long time, and the mice are also very smart, knowing that we are scaring them." I went around her house.Her house is small, with old furniture and dim light. The canvas awning on the balcony blocks the scorching light of summer.There is a double bed in the back room with two pillows on it. I heard from Yu Xiaoqi that her mother, my ex-teacher’s wife, never remarried after the divorce.Under the glass of the chest of drawers, I saw a photo of my former teacher's wife. It was a woman with a steamed chicken coop. There was no makeup on her face, and she could vaguely see her youthful beauty.It seems that Lao Ding's aesthetics is still good. It's incredible that such a useless person like him can marry a beautiful woman, and after ten years, he will have a second spring.I continued to look, and there was a photo on the corner of the chest of drawers. The incident made her feel a little relieved. There was an irreparable blankness in her smile. On her left was Yu Xiaoqi. strange look.On the left side of Yu Xiaoqi is an empty figure, which was resolutely twisted by the scissors along the outline of the figure, as empty as a memory before the age of three.I know this person is Lao Ding. In addition to the furniture, there was an easel in the room, wrapped in a blue cloth, the contents of which could not be seen.There are several sketches and watercolors on the wall, all of which are still lifes.When I was visiting the house, Yang Yi couldn't wait to run to the toilet to look in the mirror, and then ran to the kitchen to turn on the faucet, probably washing the wound, groaning, and then he cursed loudly: "Fuck me. , beat me like this." Yu Xiaoqi said: "Oh, my brain, I forgot to rub the red lotion on you again." She asked Yang Yi to sit down first, the scar on Yang Yi's head was heavier than mine, obviously the Shuangcha grandma hated him far more than me.She wrapped a cotton ball with a match, dipped in the red lotion, and gently applied it to Yang Yi's wound.I praised her for her skillful movements, and she said, "You don't know, my mother is a nurse." When applying the medicine, Yang Yi closed his eyes, as if it was very helpful.I was a little upset and asked him deliberately: "Is it comfortable?" Yang Yi closed his eyes and said, "Get lost." After he painted it, I saw that it was really not bad. The bright red stripes looked like some kind of rare bird.Yu Xiaoqi said: "Try to draw better." Yang Yi ran to the bathroom to look in the mirror, and when it was my turn to sit down, Yu Xiaoqi said, "I can't draw yours well, it's oblique." Said: "Draw whatever you want, anyway, it's not the first time I've embarrassed myself in front of you, just be gentle with your hands and feet." She said: "Don't worry about that." I closed my eyes, I felt that this action was really shameless, as if I was enjoying her touch, but since Yang Yi did this all the time, I had no reason to refuse.There was a chill on her forehead, and there was a slight pain, and she felt her fingers moving.She said: "If this belt goes down any further, it will blind your left eye." I said, "My eyes were still swollen a few days ago." 她说：“啧，那次好像也是我闯的祸。” 我说：“那次我心甘情愿的，这次有点冤。” 她说：“疼吗？” 我说：“不疼。” 蝉声从窗外传来，这已经是夏季的尾声了，唯一的那只蝉，还在贪恋着一九九一年的夏季。我一直搞不明白，这么小的一只昆虫，它也能声嘶力竭到这种程度。过了一会儿，它又不叫了，它既享受着自己制造的噪音，也享受着噪音之外的宁静。 于小齐说：“好啦。” 我睁开眼睛，定了定神。 她说：“你不去照照镜子？” 我跑到卫生间门口，门反锁了。我用力敲门，说：“杨一，你他妈的在里面干吗？”杨一瓮声瓮气地说：“我他妈的在小便！”
那天下午，我和杨一从红梅新村出来时，太阳斜到了新村围墙之上，把墙头的玻璃碴子照得熠熠闪光。从粮食仓库那里飞来的野鸟，成群掠过头顶，远处运河里的货船拉响汽笛。时近黄昏，暑意渐消，下班的人三三两两从我们身边经过。 我们跳上自行车，往城里去，骑到水泥桥上，我的自行车后轮彻底没气了，只能下来推着走。那时夕阳已经落在河心，天上一轮，水里一轮，很好看。云霞像岩浆一样，把河水的气势完全压倒。此前游泳的河滩上空无一人。 我说车子没气了，杨一让我坐在他的自行车后面，我扶着自己那辆车子的龙头。进了城，找到一个修车摊，摊主是一个瘸子。就是他了，因为我和杨一身无分文。打完气之后，我们跳上自行车就跑，瘸子大怒，在后面大呼小叫追我们。我操，我从来不知道一个瘸子竟然可以跑那么快，就五分钱的打气费，他矢志不渝地追，还朝我们扔砖头，整块的红砖嗖嗖地从我身边飞过。杨一哈哈大笑，玩了个双脱手，居然还能转过身子，对瘸子喊道：“瘸逼！你去参加奥运会吧！”