Chapter 3 full (1)

Cheng Ke said to Chen Yan in an almost commanding tone: "Choose a bottle for me!" "What are you doing?" "Give it to Zhang Li." "Why did you let me choose?" "You are a girl!" He looked at her with a natural look, and she could only pretend to be choosing.She has a keen sense of smell, but her compatibility is not good, so she can't hold so many flavors at once... The first bottle or the third bottle?Or the orange one, or the green one, or the one that seems to be transparent, or the one with complicated shapes...or choose not to choose, get up and leave.Her forehead was getting hot, and as soon as she relaxed her hand, she landed on a shiny bottle. She pushed the bottle in front of Cheng Ke, turned around and left the room.

When two people have known each other for more than ten years, any small movement of the other party will be magnified.Every step she took out of the room was magnified by Cheng Ke, and her tightly tightened shoulders seemed to be inserted into her body rigidly.The white cotton socks seemed to cut off her feet, she was incomplete and pieced together.He put his hand on her shoulder, and the sudden weight made her tremble. He seemed to want to say something, but before he could find the right words, she opened the door and walked out. The hands had already left her shoulders, but the weight remained, and she walked out the door with her shoulders crooked.Suddenly, he couldn't find his hand and forgot on her shoulder...

The word gravitational potential energy bounced up and down in Chen Yan's mind. Wearing spring shoes, it jumped to her cerebral cortex, and bounced back, almost getting stuck in her throat. Going up the stairs is a puzzling thing, is it going forward or going up?Stairs make people ascend gradually in the illusion of moving forward.Chen Yan's throat didn't itch, but she coughed a bit, trying to spit out the convoluted physical term "gravitational potential energy".Someone spit on the stairs, forming a triangle at the corner of the third and fourth floors. It is very rare for a mouthful of phlegm to make such a shape.

"Gravity potential energy" is the same as this phlegm, it is a kind of pollution, and it is spinning in the corridor. If there is a suitable wind at this time, it will be blown out of the corridor and enter a wider space.Maybe "gravitational potential energy" will bump into an innocent pedestrian, let him be confused by the word for no reason for a day, force him to think of his physics teacher in middle school, and then think of the painful experience in middle school, bad grades and bad relationships... …the word is perfectly capable of polluting his entire day. This kind of mental garbage is more powerful than the lump of phlegm at the corner of the stairs.The thickened ones are backlogged into triangular shapes, polluting sight and smell at best.And the words that wandered around in the wind plunged into the brains of innocent people, consuming a lot of joy.

When he was about to reach the door of his house, Chen Yan fell down again. It was dangerous to go upstairs, and he might fall at any moment.It is a habit to keep falling while going upstairs.Falling is not the same as falling. Falling is hesitating to speak. The moment the knee is about to touch the ground, the strong calf muscles pull back the body that has been shaken by various forces, and then use the arms to adjust the balance to be able to move smoothly. stand up.Falling is wonderful, it is a contest with the potential energy of gravity. The force from the center of the earth is savage and primitive. When you are pulled down by it, you can touch the world hundreds of millions of years ago, when the world was young and radical.

Mom was holding a big blue plastic basin, and Chen Yan was holding a small red plastic basin.It contained shampoo, conditioner, and a bar of slippery soap that had been fetched in an iron bucket.Naked, walking down the iron spiral staircase, below is the smoky bathroom.Dozens of naked bodies can be seen through the railings of the stairs. Under the thin smoke, they are cleaning their bodies in various postures.This is a religious ceremony. Stepping into a public bathroom for the first time, at the age of 4, was shocking and unforgettable.She compared carefully in her heart, but she couldn't figure out that she and these naked bodies belonged to human beings.One person is one kind of animal, ten people are ten kinds of animals, one hundred people are one hundred kinds of animals.Humanity is just a term we came up with for the sake of world unity.

It was a dizzying downward path, swirling and descending, the heat of the bathroom squeezed into the brain, stretching open the wrinkled cortex.Her brain is like a blown up balloon, unable to think, if the density of the air is higher, it will rise into the sky with the balloon brain. The slippers interrupted the ground's coveting of the body, and during the descent, Chen Yan kept in close contact with the air.She tried every means to cover her body, using the plastic basin as a badminton racket, and those eyes cast on her young body were hair balls stained with nitric acid, blocking them to avoid burns.

Why are stairs so bloated?Every step of the stairs was higher than her knees, and she dragged her little body, which was a little over a meter, down with difficulty, for fear of falling. Gravity became weak in the smoky bathhouse, unable to pull down the thin Chen Yan.Walking down the maze-like spiral staircase, Chen Yan entered the concentration camp for nudity, with nowhere to escape. "Give this to Second Aunt Chen Yan. She always buys perfume. Don't give her the big one. She will know that it is cheap. Save the big one for others and give it to Chen Yan before the exam. Teacher." Mom said while smelling the smell, she seemed quite intoxicated.

When Chen Yan woke up, his mind was still filled with the smoky bathhouse.During the two minutes that she fell asleep on the sofa, Dad had spread out all the perfume bottles on the coffee table.That movement, that emotion, was exactly the same as Cheng Ke's.In the small space on the coffee table, there was her supper food, a dry fried egg, a glass of pale milk, and a few biscuits with a dull color.This is medicine, the medicine that must be taken in order to last until 2 o'clock at night.The eggs have been cold for a long time. They must have been fried before my aunt left.The milk had been whipped in the microwave and was lukewarm with no attitude.The biscuit was cracked and left a powder when I grabbed it.

"Okay, then which one do you want?!" The salesperson said that this is a new one, and this is the most expensive one. "Dad handed the most expensive one to Mom and asked her to look at it carefully. "Chen Yan, you eat biscuits with your hands, leaving biscuit crumbs all over your clothes and on the sofa, how to clean it!" Mom held Dior in her hand, and smelled the smell with her nose close to the mouth of the bottle. You can imagine her father and Cheng Ke's father walking in "Sasa" with shopping baskets, where there are always mainlanders who are crazy about shopping.It turned out that Dad was also one of them, walking through the crowded stores with a small shopping basket in his hand, dizzy by the hot spotlights.Those eloquent waiters explain to you the usage and benefits of each product in broken Mandarin.They tell you with stiff smiles that you can use RMB, and you can also use UnionPay cards.They also tell you that if you buy this, you must buy that, or you might as well buy that instead of this.How humbling, she felt sorry for Dad.

Had to relive all those messy smells again.She swallowed the last drop of milk, leaving a little froth around her mouth.Picking up the schoolbag, wiping the sides, carefully avoiding these smells, and sneaking into his room.The second locked drawer on the left side of the desk was full of her diaries, black numbered hardbacks.She took out a water mangosaurus from the book numbered 3, and inhaled it hard... The smell of water mangosteen spread out in her body, driving away those redundant smells, a kind of emptiness that contained everything in her body Unfolding in the body, the walls extend around and melt with the ground. Dad's knock on the door seemed to come from the end of the world, she turned her head suddenly, the door seemed to be deformed, and it seemed to be far away from herself. "come in!" After getting permission, Dad walked into the room lightly wearing leather slippers.This is a popular slipper style in recent years, made of cowhide, which is both comfortable and classy.It just makes a squeaking noise when you walk around, and just smells like dead animals in enclosed areas.A bottle of kenzo flower was in his hand, and the curved bottle was tightly pressed against his palm. His expression seemed gentle and concerned. "You've grown up too. Every time you go to Hong Kong, you bring back a bunch of perfume. This time I brought you a bottle." As he said this, the bottle was stuffed into Chen Yan's hands. Why are these mysterious luxury goods packaged so well? so complicated.The taste, after analysis, is sweet and faint. "This taste is not bad, I don't think you will like it too greasy, this is the lightest." It seems that she should respond to her father's concern and care, but she is not good at expressing, and finally just smiled.Dad was reasonable, patted her head, and said distressedly: "You must be tired from studying! Go to bed early when you're done!" Check your body carefully in the mirror, stretch your neck, and there should be no extra lines.Why is the left shoulder higher than the right shoulder?Oh my god, Cheng Ke's hand is still on his shoulder.I can even feel his fingers, which were still through the clothes just now, are now resting on the naked right shoulder.His middle finger was about to touch his collarbone, and his little finger was slowly descending along the curve of his shoulder, every detail could be felt. A dinosaur bubble landed on her chest. The two thin breasts were separated by three fingers, which just accommodated a dinosaur bubble.A flat chest is beneficial, and dragging two bulging pieces of meat is simply a kind of torment.Breastfeeding tools or tools to please men, should not be too bloated.The little red dinosaur rolled in the bubble, and when he pushed the bubble with his fingers, it floated up slightly and floated towards the mirror.Bubble got into the mirror, and went to the other side after a while, leaving her alone, guarding the side of the mirror. Chen Yan, don't look in the mirror anymore, it's not Alice, even half of her hair can't get through the mirror... In the foggy female nude concentration camp, Chen Yan wanted to find a place to hide, but there was no single room in this huge bathhouse.Mom covered Chen Yan's head with a handful of shampoo, and then began to rub vigorously.The ass of a middle-aged woman next to Chen Yan hit Chen Yan's head, she took a big step forward in fright, and swallowed a mouthful of shampoo bubbles that fell from her head. Chen Yan coughed and rushed towards the iron bar-like water column.Chen Yan, admit it, you have had the desire to self-destruct since you were a child, and your skin simply cannot withstand such a heavy and scorching water flow. After rinsing off the foam, when she opened her eyes again, she saw Dinosaur Bubbles for the first time in her life.Inside a fist-sized bubble is a red dinosaur bouncing its head and smiling!A smile appeared on the corner of Chen Yan's mouth naturally. She blinked, squeezed out the water accumulated in her eye sockets, and found that the dinosaur bubble was still there.She poked her head and tiptoed, trying to get closer to the little dinosaur.A handful of conditioner was covered on her head again, and by the time she regained consciousness, Dinosaur Bubble had drifted into the distance and disappeared behind a pile of loose nudes... With her eyes open, she looked like two shiny glass marbles in the foggy bathhouse.She looked at the direction where the dinosaur bubble disappeared, and the nudes moved a little away, and a little bright red came into view. Chen Yan rushed up, chasing the little red dinosaur inside the bubble.Chen Yan shuttled through the meat forest for a long time, and finally he was only one step away from the dinosaur bubble. The tiled walls were shining white, the water vapor was rampant, and the dinosaur bubble was instantly smashed to pieces when it hit the tiled wall.The fog blurred her eyes, and she couldn't see the process of the dinosaur bubble disappearing, but she found a red streak on the tile, a red streak that was not new.She stroked the three-dimensional red with her wet fingers, which had already solidified.Is this the body of a baby dinosaur?No, no, it should have gone through the wall, to the other side... "What are you running around for?" Mom suddenly rushed up and grabbed her by the neck. Chen Yan turned his head to look at the red, and his mother turned her head back, "It's disgusting, maybe it's menstrual blood." Several women whispered, "Little girl, I even touched it, it's really disgusting..." "Speak to the cleaner, wipe it off, there will be a streak of blood in the bathing place, it's so dirty..." It is still white tiles, but each brick has been marked with a 21st century label, which is shiny and textured.A few lilies that bloomed until they could no longer bloom were printed on the white tiles, which looked beautiful but lacked vitality.About 1.2 meters away from the non-slip tile floor, there is a black waistline, which is so shiny and even dazzling.Sitting in the shower room, Chen Yan suddenly began to miss the tiles of the 1980s, and the black and gray cement sandwiched in the rough white texture. The private bathroom is only used by three people, and there is no sack-like nudity to interfere with the view while taking a shower.Under the control of the shower head in the 21st century, the water seemed much gentler, and it landed on Chen Yan's skin with a humble attitude.Maybe the hot water can be tougher. She turned up the volume of hot water, but in fact, the water with increased temperature is also humble. "Come out quickly! Go to bed after finishing your homework, so as not to wake up again in the morning!" It was his mother's voice, and Chen Yan turned off the water. She had already finished washing, but she just didn't want to go out.Today's water is a bit tasteless, and there is no need to dawdle any longer.Chen Yan put his wet feet into slippers and wrapped himself in a bath towel.