Chapter 6 5
On the day they moved to No. 3 Taoli Street, Man and the man hugged and kissed for a long time in the living room before they even had time to put down the box, ignoring Jing and just watching.The man gently wrapped his arms around Man. Man was very thin, and she leaned back, as if her body was about to be torn apart from her extremely slender waist.Men are very fond of such a woman, and Jing knows it.Jing looked at them without blinking.Jing was twelve years old that year, and she saw such real hugs and kisses between men and women for the first time.They are all beautiful.Man has long, wavy hair that falls over his shoulders, rising and falling like tender waves in their embrace.The windbreaker dress on her body makes her erratic like a butterfly, seductive and affecting every attention.
people who look at her.Lu Yihan has a slender body, a bearded face, is very white, has a crew cut, and wears a loose white sweater with delicate small letters printed on it, but the color is very plain.Gray corduroy trousers, and dark green hemp slippers on his feet, these are his casual clothes at home.There was a little cold sadness between his brows, and he looked so noble.His embrace and kisses were extremely gentle, and Man was immersed in them wholeheartedly.It was a picture that will always remain in Jing's memory, about the love between men and women, about the lingering that is too gentle.When Jing and the man also hugged and kissed, every time, the picture of their intimacy would appear in her mind, like a perfect sculpture, which made her feel ashamed in the kiss and felt that she was so clumsy and ugly.
Jing never left the man's eyes for a moment. Unlike her father, he didn't smell like alcohol, and he certainly wouldn't be so obsessed with gambling that he couldn't help himself.He is different from all the men she has ever seen. Those men, you can tell at a glance what they want, whether they want money, power, or beauty. Those desires are all exposed on their faces .But this man, people can't see what he wants.He looked so abundant and lacking in nothing.That's why he looks so safe and trustworthy.He seemed born to give, and had plenty to give.
The man finally noticed the girl huddled in a corner by the door.Seeing that she was looking at him firmly, he smiled at her.Then he turned to Man and said:
"Is it your daughter?"
Man glanced at Jing and frowned:
"Yeah, she's so sloppy, she doesn't look like me at all. Don't be offended." Her tone was slightly aggrieved, hoping to gain the man's sympathy.
Jing's eyes collided with Man's eyes quickly.Jing was wondering if she should feel a little sorry for losing her face. She should be holding a little girl who is as smart as Snow White, as clear as a dewdrop that just formed in the morning.
The first time the man saw Jing, she stood helplessly at the door.The wet clothes stuck to the skin, trembling constantly, like a small animal whose fur has been stripped.She is not very clean, and she is not really good-looking, but she is not weak, and the corners of her resolute lips are still upturned-she refuses to be pitied by anyone.She held her wooden box tightly, and stood beside the pile of tattered toys, as if protecting them, fearing that they would be bullied in an unfamiliar environment.She is a child born full of motherhood.He even knew how unloved she was from the lustful look in her eyes as they looked directly at them kissing.Lu Yihan smiled lovingly at her, let go of Man, walked to the side of the stairs leading from the first floor to the second floor, and shouted to the upstairs:
"Xiao Zhuo, come down."
A skinny boy about ten years old in a sky-blue navy suit came down the stairs.He is so thin, his hair is slightly yellow and slightly curly, softly sticking to his face, and his white and tender hands and feet are very slender.He is probably the most beautiful child Jing has ever seen, his skin is as transparent as egg white, and his eyes are very light, like the ancient Indians Jing saw on TV.Jing also vaguely saw a shiny silver chain hanging around his neck, with a key-like slender pendant hanging on it.It was so bright that it seemed to be a treasure used to cast magic, or a key to open a certain hidden door. Jing saw the dazzle and had no time to make a judgment.
The boy ran to Lu Yihan's side, hugged his leg, and looked at Jing and Man with alert eyes.Lu Yihan patted the little boy's head:
"Xiao Zhuo, take this sister to your room and take out your toys for her to play with."
Xiao Zhuo nodded, he walked over, walked up to Jing, and looked at her.Jing also looked at him, and then slowly dragged up her wooden box.The boy immediately came over to help her drag.Lu Yihan smiled and shook his head:
"Xiao Zhuo, take your sister up first, and Dad will deliver things to her later."
Xiao Zhuo nodded, then walked ahead to lead Jing the way, and they went up to the second floor.
There is a long and narrow corridor on the second floor, with doors on both sides. There should be many rooms.Xiao Zhuo took Jing to his room, the innermost one on the right.Like his clothes, his room has sea-blue walls, sea-blue curtains, and a white bed and wardrobe.The floor was yellow wood, and he was wearing a pair of soft white sheep's wool slippers, which made a crackling sound when he walked on them.He sat on the ground.Jing stood at the door of his room, between the half-closed doors, and didn't go in for a long time.She looked down at her shoes—the plastic sandals her grandma bought her. When they were new, they were a pale snow-blue color with three straps on the front.But now it is too dirty to be washed out, it is iron gray, two of the upper straps are broken, and one of the upper straps is broken, the broken straps are so embarrassingly stuck on it, walking To and fro.It has waded through the rain too many times, and walked to the grave on Grandma's Hill several times, sunk deep in the muddy ground.Jing stood at the door of Xiaozhuo's beautiful room, hesitating whether to take off the embarrassingly dirty shoes.
Jing and Xiao Zhuo stood quietly at a distance from each other facing each other.He met her with a look that fully understood and could wait.At this point they have not exchanged each other's stories, but there is an incredible trust and understanding.She finally decided to take off her shoes.So she leaned over and took off the plastic sandals.Before she raised her head, she saw Xiao Zhuo standing in front of her.His feet slipped out of the noble sheep's wool slippers, and he sent them in front of hers.Jing hesitated for a moment—she had just been in a lot of rain, and her feet were still wet.She looked at him, and he shook his head, expressing that he didn't mind, and motioned her to put it on with a smile.So Jing put on Xiao Zhuo's slippers.Her feet immediately sank and indulged in that soft warmth.She never had decent slippers.In summer, the sandals on her feet are her slippers. In winter, grandma will find her old small cloth shoes and cut off the heels to use as slippers.The cloth shoes were already too small for Jing, half of her heel was about to rub against the cold concrete floor, and the coldness of the concrete floor pierced into the soles of her feet.
This is the first time Jing has put on a pair of complete and decent slippers, and they are so luxurious, she looks down at the white fur, it really makes people want to reach out and touch it like the back of a sheep.
Xiao Zhuo opened a cabinet on the left and took out toys one by one—big colorful building blocks, a model airplane with silver wings, a small model car made in Korea, and iron-headed soldiers in uniform and armor. Plastic shovels and small buckets for sand and sand, and electric parrots that can scream.Jing has never seen so many beautiful and exquisite toys.
He looked at her sideways and asked:
"What do you like to play?"
Jing shook his head, as if he was an alien who had just arrived on Earth and didn't know how to control these toys at all.He blinked, looked at her and smiled indulgently.