Chapter 15 Chapter 15: Korean soju, breast self-examination

Liu Qing led me into an unknown world that had nothing to do with medical textbooks, and let me know what is a romantic bond, what is life and death entanglement, why two people with two legs can make simple things so complicated, two irrelevant people Why do you think of a long-term relationship with each other, which violates the laws of biology? Standing on the top of Jingshan Mountain, the locust tree that hanged Chongzhen has long since died. Watching the big city of Beijing spread out from the inside to the outside, it gets higher and higher from the outside, like a huge hot pot. Jingshan in the center is the charcoal filling port protruding from the hot pot.Time, like water, is poured into this pot, and it has been cooking since 3,000 years ago.It is fate that we can stay in this pot at the same time, watching the same clouds and dust, cars coming and going.The old soup is the same pot of old soup, but different people spend different time in this pot, have different skin thicknesses, different brain volumes, different nerve circuits, different hormone levels, and different ways of getting fucked and being fucked for different times, as if some people are Fat beef, some people have yellow throat, some people are luncheon meat, so they have different tastes.

From the very beginning, I clearly felt the difference from Liu Qing.Xin Ni and I took the bus, and Xiaobai took Xiali when we had Xiaobai.Liu Qing drove her own car, and when she drank too much, her subordinates or the driver would do it for her.When I first met her, I drove an Opel. Now it is SAAB. I said the name is not good, and the direct transliteration is stupid, not like a woman should drive.Liu Qing said, that's fine, always remind yourself, don't be a fool or be brave, and it's not petty to receive a different standard like this.Compared with Liu Qing, if the girls in our school are spring buds that have just broken ground, Liu Qing is already full of pear blossoms.Every September, when the summer vacation comes back, the girls in the school bring the fresh hairstyles and summer clothes from all over the country.Gan Yan's bangs were once blown high, wave-shaped, hat-like, advertisement-like, almost taller than her head, wearing a pair of high-heeled shoes whose heels were higher than her calves, and the ends of the shoes were the size of a two-cent coin .Gan Yan walked around the campus with tall bangs, and the heels of their shoes occasionally got stuck in the joints of the sidewalk floor tiles. Before my senses got used to it, the campus in September was full of temple fair atmosphere.In my memory, I have never seen Liu Qing wearing heavy clothes.She likes Europe far more than the United States. "The clothes in the United States are sunny, not melancholic enough, restrained enough, complicated enough, or perverted enough."

She boasted that her subordinates asked her how to wear clothes, but she replied that it was enough to observe and summarize the characteristics and rules of her clothes.We go to class at 8:00 in the morning and get up at 7:50, with steamed buns in our mouths and minds circling the pleasure after the first piss from the cavernous body of the penis, and listening to the professor review the main content of the previous class.The same goes for girls, with breakfast bread crumbs sticking to their soft beards on their upper lips, pillow marks on their faces, and their brush strokes like flying, starting at eight o'clock, without missing a single sentence that the professor might take the exam.In Liu Qing's house near Yansha, the bathroom for her own use was larger than the dormitory where the six of us lived, and there were more bottles and cans in it than the medicine cabinet in my laboratory.Every morning, Liu Qing repeatedly treated her fair face with various solutions, as if I was in the laboratory, in situ tissue immunology, repeatedly washing ovarian cancer tissue sections with various reaction solutions and buffer solutions.For an hour, Liu Qing couldn't get out of her bathroom, but when she came out, there was always electricity and light. My eyes were bright, and I thought, maybe there are immortals living in the sky.I admire Liu Qing.It has been two years in a row, even though every weekend, I spend more than twelve hours in the gynecological oncology laboratory, the eaves outside the window, the celestial beings are beautiful, the beasts are ferocious, every time I climb out, the thumb of my right hand My joints hurt like needles, and there was no God with electricity and light. My eyes were always in darkness. I didn't know where the elixir to cure ovarian cancer was in the entanglement of life and death.

I was sitting on the curb in Dongdan, clutching the nearly drained Jinqiao cigarette case, when I saw Liu Qing's SAAB coming from the direction of Dongsi and stopped in front of me. "Get in the car." Liu Qing said. I got in the car, sat in the co-pilot seat, and looked forward with dull eyes.Liu Qing let go of the shift lever with her right hand and rested lightly on my left hand, which was still holding the pack of Jinqiao cigarettes.Her right hand slid lightly and quickly, and the pads of her index finger, middle finger, and ring finger quickly passed the back of my palm.Liu Qing's nails have been carefully painted, and the foundation is white lilies.

"Is it cold?" Liu Qing asked. At the same time, she withdrew her right hand, put it in forward gear, and stepped on the gas pedal. Like a four-hoofed animal that had been kicked, the car hesitated for a moment and ran forward. "It's past the awn seeds, and it's still cold?" I said. "If the heart is cold, the hands will be cold, I don't know." Liu Qing said. "Sister, where are you going?" I asked. "Don't worry about it so much, find a place to eat." Liu Qing said. "How are you lately?" I asked. "Okay. You haven't asked about the weather yet, and the weather has been pretty good recently. The small theater at Renyi has not missed a show, and the art exhibitions in the art gallery have also caught up. Chagall's show was good, so blue, so romantic, It’s not easy at such a young age and in such a cold country. Business is going smoothly, everyone who should know has been known, and the airs have been set up. The start-up period has passed, and the goods grow legs by themselves, and they will leave. You Not good recently, right? Don’t say anything if you don’t want to say it, listen to me. Say it if you want to say it, I’ll listen.”

"It's okay, it's the same, the world has always been like this. Going to the laboratory can't cure cancer or a cold, running around Jinyu Alley every morning can't win the Olympic championship, and there is no chance to touch the Simuwu Dafang Ding with your hands, and play "" "Command and Conquer" can't win big dicks, I like the same girl who likes me, but this girl got mixed up with my good friend, and my good friend doesn't believe in communism." "Is that Xiao Hong with a good figure?" Liu Qing asked. "Why don't you ask what pleasure it is to touch the Simuwu Dafang Ding with your own hands?" I asked back.

"I'm only interested in New China." Liu Qing looked at the road, not me. Liu Qing's car drove fast, and she was able to get through any gaps, going forward bravely.I pulled the seat belt diagonally with my left hand and inserted it into the buckle diagonally. "Don't trust your sister?" Liu Qing asked, looking at the road. "I believe. I have watched too many Hong Kong and Taiwan movies, 'Be careful sailing for ten thousand years'." "I just got my F1 driver's license." "It happened to be a test flight on Chang'an Avenue."

"Everything is ready, please take off." "Permission to take off, pay attention to the old man sucking popsicles and the newsstand on the street." I said without thinking. The car turns left under the Guomao Bridge and drives on the East Third Ring Road from south to north.After seven or eight years of construction, this road that I rode on every day in middle school has the atmosphere of a new capitalist town that is complacent.Liu Qing and I discussed at the dinner table a long time ago. She said that she likes Beijing, even though her ancestry is from the south, even though Beijing is a disaster for the skin, even though Beijing was established as the capital eight hundred years ago for cavalry phalanxes or tank groups Passed rather than designed for residents.Walking on the streets of Beijing without a 3M mask or a military mask is like walking in a dense forest of sandpaper and a sea of ​​barbs.I said that the cities I like have one thing in common, that is, they are calm and calm, unmoved, and the fool quickly calms down when they enter the city, and with a clearer self-awareness, the cunt quickly tightens its crotch, no It's okay to compare length, straightness, thickness with others.For example, in Beijing, looking at the thighs that seemed to be forked on the main road, he said in a low voice, come on, maybe who will mess with whom.Even Shanghai has its own composure.The real old Shanghai, you don’t leave Shanghai even if you are killed, and you don’t even go to Pudong. Pudong is not Shanghai, Hong Kong is a fishing village. As long as there are no machine guns at the entrance of the alley, you will go to eat a pan-fried bun after you get up in the morning and comb your hair carefully.I pointed out to Liu Qing that on the East Third Ring Road, the most penis-like building in Beijing.Liu Qing said: "Everything looks like a penis, but a cylinder is actually a basic form of nature. Ever since I heard your analogy, every time I drive to this intersection, I feel awkward."

When passing through Baijiazhuang, I pointed Liu Qing to my middle school, and said that since I left, the school’s evil atmosphere has dissipated, and several top students in the Beijing college entrance examination have been produced.I pointed Liu Qing to the six-story building where my first love's house used to live, and said, when I was studying in middle school, that building was less than 800 meters away from my self-study classroom. The room in the room glowed pink, brighter than street lamps, stars, and the moon. I could smell the fragrance of washing powder left on her freshly washed sheets and the sweetness of her seventeen or eighteen-year-old milk.

Liu Qing said slowly: "Have you studied psychiatry? Do you know Anding Hospital? I think you should change cities and be dazed." Like a leopard, the car kicked its hind legs straight and overtook the car in front "Beijing A·G00XX". Liu Qing pressed the play button on the car stereo, and played a nagging English song, just at the same rhythm, I understood a little bit, saying that I was just a buffalo warrior, in the heart of America, stolen from Africa , Come and fight. Liu Qing asked: "Do you want to eat Korean food?" It was not a question, she stopped the car in front of the Liangma Building, and led me into Sarabel on the second floor of the building.

Liu Qing didn’t even ask me what to eat, but called the waiter and started ordering without looking at the menu. Jinqiao Tobacco. "What to drink?" Liu Qing asked after ordering, looked into my eyes, and asked for real this time. "You're driving, don't drink." "Drinking is the theme today. You always talk about drinking with Xiaohong, Xiaobai and Xiaohuang. I want to see if you can drink better than my company's salesman. I live nearby, and the car is parked here today. After eating, if I drink too much, you carry me back, I am in my early nineties, not heavy. " "What do North Koreans drink?" "Shochu." "Okay, just drink their own wine." Shochu was originally drunk in a small glass similar to drinking Erguotou.The two glasses had just been filled, and I was thinking about whether the first glass of wine should wish Liu Qing to become richer or more beautiful. Both rich and beautiful seemed to make Liu Qing excited.There was a large private room next to it, and a group of tall foreigners and a few Asians went out, followed by a few foreigners who didn't want to leave so early, and everyone was carrying one or two bottles of unopened Wuliangye.The alcoholic foreigner was wearing a suit with half of his tie off, hanging crookedly on his chest, and kept chanting in Chinese with a slight accent, "Beauty, drink", "Beauty, drink".Seeing the poured wine in front of me and Liu Qing, he strode over, raised the glass in front of me, and said to Liu Qing, "Beauty, drink", then leaned his neck to dry it, and the wine glass fell heavily on the table. .Liu Qing raised her glass subconsciously, raised her head, and did it too. Through the back of the foreigner, I saw Liu Qing's finely coiled hair, and her upturned pink neck and chin.After a day of strong winds in early summer in Beijing, the bun was not messy at all, and the neck and face were as freshly painted, with a natural transition.I believe that in ancient times, a man would have his left hand chopped off just to touch that bun.After Liu Qing drank his glass, the mouth of the wine glass was slightly tilted towards the foreigner, the little finger of the right hand holding the wine glass was tilted upwards, and his eyes were straight, looking at the foreigner, indicating that the glass had bottomed out.The foreigner nodded with a smile, said "thank you", handed me the Wuliangye in his hand, said "thank you" to me again, and then disappeared outside the door. Liu Qing and I started to drink quietly, and I immediately discovered two things.First, I can't drink Liu Qing.Liu Qing's physique is very suitable for drinking, and her kidneys are good.After two cups, the face was flushed and the blood flow evenly accelerated, but after twenty cups, it was still the same red color, not as red as Guan Gong, buttocks or silk quilts. In the red, the fragrance of women flowed.After ten cups, Liu Qing went to the bathroom.The kidney is the most important channel for drinking, which is much more effective than sweating and farting.Second, I know why the North Koreans have always lost battles in history.Our old Korean classmate Che Qianzi once pointed out in accurate Chinese that the history of North Korea is the history of war, or more precisely, the history of being beaten.I think an important reason for being beaten is that the degree of shochu is not high. I highly doubt that before a battle in ancient times, if conditions permit, the soldiers must get some alkaloids such as poppies to take. No matter how bad it is, try to get half drunk. In short, the effect to be achieved is that the soldiers do not feel dangerous when fighting. , Flesh spattered in the euphoria, I sincerely thought that if an arm or head fell off, it would grow back like a bamboo shoot the next day. Liu Qing warned me not to underestimate this shochu, it has stamina.After eight bottles, we paid the bill, and I scrambled to pay the bill. Liu Qing said: "Save yourself and eat more sauced beef from the cafeteria, grow some pectoralis major muscles, and contribute to the fight against cancer for mankind." I glanced at the bill, enough Xin Ni and I ate fifty meals from a Sichuan snack bar, so we didn't insist. I told Liu Qing that I was poor when I was a child, and my mother saw me forgetting to eat and sleep while reading, and she didn’t stop me in order to save food.When I went to college, I realized that men also need to have breasts, so I signed up for fitness.The fitness coach said that if you are poor and rich, you must have chest, three points for training, and seven points for eating. It is useless to practice push-ups and barbell presses. You need to drink raw eggs and eat sauced beef.At that time, I spent 50 yuan a month on food, and I was able to do 30 standard push-ups in one go. But still flat chested. When I went downstairs, I felt the stamina of the shochu. My eyes looked real, and I stretched out my legs, whether it was high or low, but I just couldn't step on the stairs.Liu Qing supported me, her delicate bun rubbed against my jawbone, and the messy strands of hair slid down and ended up on my shoulders, she whispered: "Don't go back, drink like this, if you meet someone in the corridor Xiaohong, I can’t help but confess my true feelings, that’s not the purpose of drinking today.” I said, “Okay. Anyway, I can’t beat a big chicken in "Command and Conquer", so I won’t go back." This is the first time I entered Liu Qing's room, it felt like a tent, a tent built around Liu Qing's living needs. Two rooms, one hall.One room is a bedroom, and there is a huge mattress, but there is no bed frame. The mattress is covered with rattan and straw mats, and colorful books, magazines and CDs are scattered within the reach of the mattress. , the walls are covered with photos of singers, most of whom are foreigners I don’t know.The other room is a study room, but there are no books, a small bookshelf is empty, a big massage chair, a small table, and a laptop is placed on the table, and the screen is black.The huge TV set in the hall is placed directly on the ground, and the stereo is next to the TV set, which seems to be very heavy. On the other side is a half-person-high vase with shrunken sunflowers inserted in it, which have not yet set seeds.There is no sofa on the opposite side of the TV, but three piles of leather that follow the shape. Inside the leather is stuffing. If a person falls on it, the pile of leather will automatically form a human shape. Liu Qing said, don't fall on it, otherwise you won't be able to get up by yourself, and I won't have the strength to pull you up. Liu Qing took off my glasses, put my body on the mattress in the bedroom, and said, I'll wash it first, you take it easy.Soju kept my eyes half-closed, and the strength continued. From another perspective, I began to understand why South Korea has survived for so long when the country is caught between the greedy Chinese, Russians, and Japanese.I vaguely saw dark blue and purple curtains hanging everywhere in Liu Qing's bedroom. My nose and ears became twice as big as usual, and my sense of smell and hearing were much more sensitive than sight. I can smell the smell of shochu in my breath, the faint smell of women deposited on the bed, the smell of perfume in the room, the smell of Beijing's early summer seeping in through the window, the smell of water coming out of the bathroom, the smell of bath liquid smell.It's all so different from my dorm.People's memory is very vague except for vision. I just vaguely remember that when I was lying in the dormitory, I could smell the faint smell of feet. Pot smell, the smell of rat food coming from the corridor, the smell of formalin coming from the leaky glass dishes, and the smell of slop accumulated all day in small restaurants on Dongdan Street floating in from the windows.I heard Liu Qing in the bathroom, the sound of water hitting the bathtub, the sound of water hitting Liu Qing's skin, and the sound of water sliding down Liu Qing's body.Liu Qing came out with a bath towel wrapped around her body and a towel wrapped around her hair. She asked, do you still drink?There are still several bottles of good red wine in the kitchen, one bottle is open and half drunk. I shake my head.Liu Qing clicked the remote control, and the stereo in the living room started. I felt like a big old man with a fat waist turned around and came to the bedroom. He came to me and sang "What a wonderful world". The light was dim, and the old man's teeth were so white.His feet slid back and forth on the floor, his breath hit my face, and he sang, the sky is blue, the grass is green, and friends greet each other, "What a wonderful world".It's really a good device and a good sound. Compared with this "crying concubine's dream", my Walkman is as simple as "a dick poked in".Liu Qing continued to treat her face with various solutions in front of the mirror. The bathroom door was open, and I saw her calf, which was not wrapped in a bath towel, with straight tibia, sharp gastrocnemius muscles, and white lilies painted on the toenails. Before I almost fell asleep, Liu Qing woke me up: "I'm done washing, you can go." "Can you stop washing, sister, I'm sleepy." "No, people have to draw a clear line from pigs and dogs." "I lived the childhood of pigs and dogs. When I was a child, there was no hot water at home. I had to go to the factory to take a shower. It took me 15 minutes to walk, and the road was very dusty. I only went once a week in summer and once every two weeks in winter." "But it's different now, with reform and opening up." "I am also living the youth of pigs and dogs. The bathhouse in our school is built randomly next to the dormitory building. It is basically impossible to tell when the hot water will run out. After I fully adapted, I finished washing in a minute or two. Otherwise, it is inevitable to come out covered in soap bubbles. Recently, the school has tried to solve the problem of hot water, but the problem has become more complicated. The problem now is that it is basically impossible to judge when the cold water will run out. Magnolia has been scalded twice. What a pity, I can hear it clearly on the sixth floor. There is a drinking water boiler in the bathroom of our boys’ dormitory on the sixth floor. Hong often comes up to fetch water, and every time a boy takes a shower, Xiaohong comes up to fetch water, dodging and looking around, Xin Mi has been seen twice, he said, he no longer has a sense of mystery in Xiaohong’s heart , the possibility of touching Xiaohong in the future is almost zero, and Xiaohong can only be his goddess in the future." "Sister, there is 24-hour hot water here. Don't take advantage of the alcohol to think and talk nonsense. Go take a bath." "Xiao Hong won't barge in?" "My sister's door is locked, and Xiaohong doesn't have a key. If she dares to come in, I'll kick her out." I staggered to the bathroom, took a shower, walked to the bed, and asked Liu Qing, "Where do I sleep?" Liu Qing glanced at me and said, "My sister's house only has one bed." "Is sleeping with my sister considered incest?" "What do you say?" I glanced at Liu Qing and said, "Then, I'll sleep on the sofa in the living room." But I didn't move. Liu Qing glanced at me again, and there was a fierce light in her eyes, she got up from the bed and rushed to the living room, I heard a muffled "poof", I thought, she fell down on some sort of sofa.The shochu in my stomach came back up, and I smelled it mixing with roast beef. I controlled my throat and suppressed the urge to vomit, but my mind was dizzy and I fell on the bed.The old black man who sang "What a wonderful world" suddenly stopped his voice and disappeared like a puff of smoke. The whole room fell silent, and the moonlight shot down through the cracks in the curtains, making a lot of noise.The night was a little cold, and I was sober from the wine. I remembered that Liu Qing was not wearing any clothes, so she struggled to get up and came to the living room. Liu Qing was lying flat on a sofa, with one leg fully extended and the other curled up, like a bell-shaped curve rising from her crotch, with the kneecap at the apex of the curve.In addition to the bath towel, Liu Qing was covered with a jacket that I wore outside. Under the moonlight, her snow-white arm was completely exposed, and she was smoking the last Jinqiao cigarette I had left.His face was expressionless, his hair was down, half dry, half wet, black as hell in the moonlight. "Is it cold?" I asked, not knowing where to put my hands. Liu Qing didn't answer, her face was expressionless. I put Liu Qing's armpit in my left arm, and Liu Qing's popliteal in my right arm. I found that Shaojiu had a strong waist and legs, so I carried Liu Qing from the living room to the bedroom in one breath, and laid her down on the bed. I threw aside my coat that was on Liu Qing's body, and knocked down many books and video discs. I threw aside the bath towel wrapped around Liu Qing's body, covering many books and video discs. Hair, I found that her face is still very delicate after removing makeup, as if the hematoxylin and eosin stained neat tissue sections still have clear boundaries under a high-power microscope. Liu Qing was lying on the bed, lying in the moonlight, without the delicate bun and makeup, her body was brighter than the moonlight.Liu Qing's legs were spread apart, and I felt the wind blowing from between the legs. The smell was very complicated, like the smell of Beijing's early summer. I seemed to be looking at the open road in Beijing, and said in a low voice, come on, point Not sure who will do who. I fell between Liu Qing's legs, helping the penis to find the place where the wind blows.Liu Qing's hand grabbed my wrist and pulled my hand to her chest.Liu Qing said: "Young people can't just rely on strength to touch my chest." "By the way, I almost forgot. You taught me how to drink red wine last time, and I have been thinking about how to repay you. Now this opportunity is just right. I will teach my sister how to self-examine her breasts and detect breast cancer early. Divided into inspection and palpation in two parts.Inspection is very simple. When you are putting on makeup, take ten seconds to look in the mirror and see if your breasts are the same size on both sides.Because most people's breasts are about the same size on both sides, and breast cancer usually occurs on one side at first, so if the breasts on both sides are not the same size, it often indicates that there may be a problem with the larger side.Palpation is a little more complicated, and the most important thing to watch out for is avoiding hooligan tendencies, which is a very serious business.Check the left breast with the right hand, keep fingers close together, and gradually move clockwise from the top of the breast to check, and systematically check for lumps in the order of outer upper, outer lower, inner lower, inner upper, and underarm.Then check the right breast with the left hand in the same way.After examining the breast, gently squeeze the nipple with the index and middle fingers to see if there is bloody discharge.During the examination, don't grab and pinch the breast like a hooligan, so that you will always feel that there is a lump inside.This point is very simple, but for some people, habits are hard to change, such as Xiaobai, such as Xin Ni. " "Don't think about breast cancer, don't call me sister, think about me, is my skin smooth? Is my hair smooth? Are my breasts okay?" Liu Qing's hand led my hand to explore her body, stop and go , look at the flowers, grass, trees, remind me which corners make her tremble, hint how I understand those corners.I seem to be walking on a dark musky path, and the trees and houses along the road are gradually lit up with colorful lights.I wonder, since Liu Qing is so familiar with these corners, what else do men need?I'm curious, Liu Qing also taught others in the same way, did they learn faster than me?I remembered that the professor of botany at University B took us to look at the plants in every corner of the campus, what is Mingkai Yehe, what is Albizia juliensis, what is Viola chinensis, and what is Aesculus aesculus.Xiaohong fell down on a high step near Shaoyuan. Xin Xi and I laughed, and then said to Xiaohong's contemptuous eyes, "It's human nature to take pleasure in others' misfortune. If you break your leg, we will take it with you." Zhu Trotter went to see you in the dormitory, it is human nature to be compassionate. 'I think of the Chinese acupuncture and moxibustion class. The invention of most acupoints is to feel around, find a certain protrusion or depression and press it. "Ah, yes", an acupoint is found out, and the ghost knows why it is named. Or simply collectively call it "Ashi point". Liu Qing's body gradually softened, fine sweat oozes from the fine skin, her nostrils opened and closed involuntarily, emitting the same complex smell as the intersection of her legs, like the green hills after the sun shines for an hour in the morning, the mist gradually dissipates, and the grass and trees Start stretching.Liu Qing said, "Please." I fell between Liu Qing's legs again, helping the penis to find the place where the wind blows. "Don't worry, wait until I beg you for the third time." I changed my right hand to my left hand, and went to the garden for the second time, and it took a similar time to the first time.Liu Qing said deep in her throat, "Please." I exchanged my lips for my hands. The third visit to the garden took longer than the previous two combined. I used my free hands to strangle mine. Meat, I'm afraid I'll yawn.I saw Liu Qing's whole body turned redder and brighter, lighting up the room like a lantern, and I could clearly see her face, slightly deformed and more ghostly.Her final voice seemed to come from the cave between her legs: "I beg you." Her hand grabbed my dick and fed it into the cave. When Liu Qing arrived, the red-hot light suddenly went out, sweat and tears fell silently like the rain after dark clouds cover the sun.Liu Qing let out a high-pitched cry, and I habitually stuffed my right forearm into her mouth, and she bit down viciously, but I didn't cry, and she let out a louder cry. After a long pause, Liu Qing whispered in my ear: "I went to see Chagall's painting exhibition, and I saw men and women holding hands. Sometimes, the man was walking in the field, and the woman was flying in the air, holding hands. I just realized now what Chagall meant.At the moment of flying and the moment of landing, I want to die without complaint. " I said, "Is there any essential difference between dying now and dying in fifty years? I understand how you feel." At the same time, I remembered the physical education teacher in middle school, when the gymnastics class started, the big meaty hand was pressing the girl's small waist , warned us that it is very important to prepare for exercise.I only now realize what it means to be a physical education teacher. In the middle of the night, the remaining shochu hit my head from the inside out, the moonlight was dazzling, and I saw Liu Qing lying beside her, her hair was disheveled, and she couldn't see her face clearly.I thought, when Xiaohong and Xiaobai committed crimes for the first time, did they leave any images?Have you burned it to disc?Can those discs be bought from those women who are holding their babies near Xiushui Market?