chaotic world

"Yunfeng, let's have a dance," Zhou Lan said with her head raised.

Du Yunfeng doesn't know how to dance, but watching others dance, it feels like going round and round. He replied: "Okay, but I'm afraid of stepping on your feet."

Zhou Lan chose a record, he returned to the garden, extended his hand invitingly, Du Yunfeng stepped up, held hands, and put his arms around the other's waist.

Zhou Lan was hugged by him, so he had no choice but to put his arms on his shoulders. The rhythm of the dance music was very slow. Zhou Lan just walked slowly with him. Du Yunfeng felt strange, so he asked: "I see people's steps But it’s too big, and the venue is turning around.”

Zhou Lan let go of the hand he was holding, and put both arms on Du Yunfeng's shoulders. He moved closer, and put his face against Du Yunfeng's. He whispered softly: "You are talking about ballroom dancing, we are not."

"What are we dancing about?"

"Close-to-face dance, don't dance with others."

Du Yunfeng also felt that this dance was very intimate, not something that can be danced in ordinary relationships, but he still deliberately asked: "Why?"

"This is a low-grade dance. It is danced by courtesans when they are hooking up with someone. You can't see the light. If you dance with them, you will be ashamed."

Du Yunfeng tightened his arms: "How to hook up?" He breathed out and asked in the ear of the other party.

"I can't." Zhou Lan whispered softly, quietly took off his shoes, and stepped on Du Yunfeng's feet with bare feet: "In this way, you don't have to worry about stepping on your feet." His voice became softer and his lips pressed against The ear, and finally bit it up slightly.

Leaning slightly, he hugged Zhou Lan by the waist. Du Yunfeng's steps disrupted the rhythm of the song, and he directly carried Zhou Lan into the bedroom and threw him on the bed.

The bed is a high Russian-style bed with a golden carved headboard, white taffeta sheets and feather pillows. When someone throws it on, the high-grade spring cushion will bounce people up, like pearls falling into milk, and milky white water droplets jumping out.

Du Yunfeng quickly took off his clothes, put him on the bed, and rode Zhou Lan to untie the other party's clothes. There was a row of buckles in the middle. He got impatient as soon as he undid two of them, and pulled hard with both hands, directly tearing off the rest. Withholding the plate, Zhou Lan just watched him with a smile as he frantically moved up and down, neither resisting nor helping, and letting you pick and choose.

A big bed, boundless sea water, neither side speaks, staring at each other's eyes when the river is overwhelmed.

As long as you look at each other and think about each other, you will not lose your way no matter how turbulent you are.

The numb feeling kept coming.Du Yunfeng carefully controlled the rhythm, which is a kind of conquest of the prey, but the prey has no resistance, and the blurred eyes are the complete approval of the conquest.

Zhou Lan was pushed and shoved and shook constantly. When the soreness gradually turned into a strange numbness, it was hard to say.

He thought, this is Yunfeng's body, so he can relax with peace of mind and accept everything from him.

At noon the next day, the phone rang, and it was Hei Sier from downstairs who called, saying that the luggage had been packed and the car was warmed up, reminding him that he could leave for the train station.

Du Yunfeng was leaning on the bed and holding the receiver, while fiddling with Zhou Lan's hair with the other hand, he said, "Go and refund the ticket, and we'll leave another day."

Hei Si'er knows what's going on, doesn't chatter too much, and asks if he wants to buy a ticket for a few days later.

"No rush, I'll tell you when I set a time." Du Yunfeng hung up the phone.

Hei Si'er hung up the phone and was silent for a moment. He was a young man who didn't like to talk very much. He would do what his elder brother asked him to do, so he turned around and refunded the ticket.

Du Yunfeng fell into the land of tenderness.This big bed is really soft, and Zhou Lan has almost been developed by him, so he won't leave. He will study his young master carefully next time.

Comfortable and comfortable, order food by phone, and waiters with high nose bridge and blue eyes will deliver every meal to the room, and they don't want to go out.

When the next morning came, Du Yunfeng was ready to move early in the morning, and leaned on Zhou Lan's body with a small steel cannon.

After Zhou Lan woke up again, she ran to the bathroom to wash up. She stood in front of the mirror with a bath towel around her lower body to shave.

While shaving, Zhou Lan walked into the bedroom and told Du Yunfeng to get up.

In the bedroom, the curtains were drawn and only one wall lamp was turned on. The light was dim. Du Yunfeng was sleeping sprawled on the white sheets. His skin was healthy and smooth, slightly darker under the white sheets, and he was extra sexy.

Zhou Lan walked over quietly, lying on the bed, staring at Du Yunfeng's thick bearded legs, grinning, and quietly stretched out the razor.

When Du Yunfeng woke up, he heard the phonograph playing softly in the living room. It was a lively song. It seemed that Zhou Lan was in a good mood.

Du Yunfeng propped himself up on the bed with his hands, his eyes flicked, he faintly felt that something was wrong, his heart skipped a beat, and when he looked down again, he was stunned.

"Little Mu'an, you did a good job!" Du Yunfeng rushed into the living room from the bedroom, he was covered with a thin blanket, like a big girl who is afraid of being seen, and wrapped himself tightly.

Zhou Lan threw down the half-eaten meal and ran around the table, laughing as he ran, "Don't let you get up, I'll shave for you, how kind I am to you." All he had was a bath towel around his waist, Running and jumping, leaving Du Yunfeng with a smooth back and lively white legs.

Du Yunfeng looked like an Indian girl wrapped in a blanket, and Zhou Lan laughed as he fled, almost dying of laughter, and was finally caught by Du Yunfeng on the sofa.Du Yunfeng held him down, took off the towel, and slapped him on the buttocks: "You shaved all my hair, how can I see people?"

Du Yunfeng's slap was not heavy, Zhou Lan lay on the sofa and giggled non-stop: "You don't need your dick to see people, why are you ashamed!" He twisted his body to avoid the painful and itchy slap: "I think It’s pretty, really, if I were you, I’d show it to others, you don’t need to cover up the pretty things!”

Du Yunfeng didn't know what to say, he was all shaved, and he couldn't stick it on, and he didn't want to beat him hard.

He turned Zhou Lan over and faced him. He squeezed Zhou Lan's chin and said, "What a good-looking man, there are no gentlemen who don't have a single hair."

Zhou Lan was full of smiles, playful and gentle, he went up to meet her and kissed her: "It's really pretty, I won't lie to you."

Du Yunfeng frowned: "What's a good idea?"

Zhou Lan blinked sincerely: "Big"

Hearing this word, Du Yunfeng suddenly became swollen. He got up and pressed on him, and bit the other's small mouth: "Then I'll shave you too, okay?"

"not good"

"why?"

"I let you be on top." Zhou Lan's expression was showing weakness, like a bullied little animal, nestling on the sofa, pretending to be pitiful.

Love and hate are hard to separate, Du Yunfeng shouted helplessly: "I won't shave you!"

Du Yunfeng threw the blanket on the sofa, turned around and went to the bathroom, took a few steps, pointed at Zhou Lan, and said, "You wait."

During the whole bathing process, Du Yunfeng fell into deep thought, and when he was sitting at the dining table eating breakfast, he also frowned and thought hard.

Zhou Lan is a flower in front of her eyes, with a bath towel around her waist, dangling to the tune of the phonograph, the living room is in the style of a palace, very large, because the two of them are not wearing much clothes, so the heavy curtains are still drawn, but The sound of Fengtian Street downstairs can still be heard, and occasionally a small wind blows in, the curtains are slightly gapped, and there are birds and butterflies among the bright flowers in the flower garden, which can be seen at a glance.

Du Yunfeng smiled.

Seeing Du Yunfeng eating happily and laughing, Zhou Lan couldn't help but walk over, lying on the opposite side of the luxurious dining table, with his hands on his head: "Little Yunfeng, have you thought of a way?"

Du Yunfeng smiled without saying a word.

Zhou Lan kicked his feet and lay down on the dining table as if lying on a bed. He shook his feet and got closer to Du Yunfeng: "Don't shave me!"

Du Yunfeng: "Don't scratch"

Zhou Lan narrowed her eyes: "You don't want to cut me off, do you?"

Du Yunfeng shook his head: "Don't cut it, just enjoy it obediently."

Zhou Lan stretched out a finger, touched Du Yunfeng's forehead forcefully, and slid backwards: "Okay, just a little bit of something the size of a palm, let's see what tricks you can come up with."

After eating, Du Yunfeng started to implement his plan as soon as the rice bowl was pushed away.

Zhou Lan just lit a cigarette and changed the disc for the gramophone with the cigarette, and changed a piece of ballroom dance music. He was wondering whether to teach Xiao Yunfeng to dance ballroom dance.

Before he could think it through, Du Yunfeng suddenly hugged him by the waist, and carried him to the sofa with a few steps: "Wait obediently!"

Zhou Lan was a little curious, but he cooperated, no matter how he fiddled with it, he squinted at the other party with a cigarette in his mouth.

Du Yunfeng untied his bath towel, and put Zhou Lan in a half-lying position, leaning his head and shoulders on the back of the sofa. Du Yunfeng squatted on the ground, grabbed the opponent's ankles, and separated his legs.

This is a wide-open posture. Zhou Lan twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled. He exhaled a puff of smoke: "I'm more generous than you, can you see clearly?"

Du Yunfeng said, "I'll see it more clearly in a while."

Then he turned and went to the study, and found an ink bottle and a foreign-style quill pen.He pulled out the nib of the pen, leaving only the quill: "Xiao Mu'an, don't move, I'll draw a picture for you"

The goose quill is soft but hard. Du Yunfeng carefully painted with a little bit of ink. The feathers were very long and swept across Zhou Lan's thighs and belly from time to time. It was slightly itchy. He guessed that Du Yunfeng must have done it on purpose. Zhou Lan held back the itch , but unconsciously hook up the toes.

Du Yunfeng smiled slightly when he saw the curled up feet, and continued to draw unhurriedly, and from time to time, he approached and gently blew on the wet ink.

The ink was slightly cool, touched little by little, stroked lightly and slowly, Zhou Lan forgot to smoke, twisted his body unconsciously, and blushed.

Du Yunfeng pulled out half a cigarette from his mouth, put it in his own mouth, and blew a puff of cigarette under him.

Being so slow, Zhou Lan clenched his fists.

"Yunfeng!" You looked at him eagerly, with a nasal voice.

After Du Yunfeng finished painting, he stood up, and the underside of the bath towel had already been propped up. He bent down and kissed Zhou Lan: "It's not dry yet, wait a minute, it's very beautiful."

After finishing speaking, he put away the ink and pen, went to the wall and pressed the switch, the crystal chandelier went out, and fell into darkness for an instant.

He walked to the window and opened the curtains with a bang, and the sunlight suddenly shot in from the entire wall.

Zhou Lan was startled by him and almost jumped up from the sofa: "Are you crazy?"

"Yeah, you made me crazy"

Du Yunfeng entered Zhou Lan in broad daylight, the sun was shining at noon, and they had fun on the living room carpet.

The thick carpet was covered with a blanket, which was not as soft as the spring mattress. Zhou Lan was pressed firmly to the ground, with nowhere to hide.

"Call when you feel comfortable." Du Yunfeng's kiss fell on Zhou Lan's face like a bite. He came aggressively. As revenge for being shaved, he wanted Zhou Lan to remember this time.

The ankle in his hand was raised high, Zhou Lan's toes were tensely hooked, his mouth was slightly opened, his breathing quickened, and he was bumped by Du Yunfeng.

Du Yunfeng is very obsessed with Zhou Lan's current appearance, as if he has let go, the two grab his hands, wanting to feed the chicks, he doesn't know whether the other party is in the cloud or in the fog, but he knows that the other party is definitely not there world.

Zhou Lan was carried into the bathroom with tick-tocks. The bathtub was huge. Du Yunfeng wiped his sweat and took a bath, kissed and whispered. He wanted to ask Yunfeng what did you draw for me, but he was too tired to open his mouth. In a trance, I only felt that as soon as my head touched the bed, I fell into a deep sleep.

In the next few days, Du Yunfeng was like a small beast, ready to pull the other party for a good fight at any time.

Zhou Lan didn't know if the honeymoon was like this for other people's couples, anyway, he gave Hei Si'er the order to buy tickets on the third day.

He saw it, if he didn't leave, he wouldn't even have the strength to get out of bed in the future.

This business does not require a lot of people, Zhou Lan and Du Yunfeng are just exploring the way, so Hei Si'er put his luggage in the box and should return to Cheng's compound, but I don't know what he is writing, so I will ask my elder brother when When you come back, ask the military division if you have enough clothes.

"Okay, okay, go down, go home and help the third child more, don't talk nonsense." Du Yunfeng almost kicked him, pushing and shoving him out.

Zhou Lan sat on the bed, confused: "Why are you rushing him away?"

Du Yunfeng closed the door of the box impatiently, locked it with his backhand, turned around and scratched hard: "I'm itching to death, it's all because of you."

He sat on the sleeper, untied his belt, and took Zhou Lan's hand: "Little Mu'an, give me a scratch!"

The place where Du Yunfeng shaved began to grow new hair again, and his stubble was hard, making him itchy unbearably.

Zhou Lan smiled and lost her anger.

At night, when he stopped at Shanhaiguan Pass, the Japanese soldiers came up to check. Du Yunfeng was prepared and hid the gun in the vent on the ceiling of the toilet, and took it back after passing the check.

At noon the next day, the train entered Tianjin East Railway Station with white steam, and was greeted by the dumb uncle who was eager to see through and Yunhai who had grown into a big man.

Yun Hai ran up first, and hugged Zhou Lan who was the first to get out of the car, then flew to hug his eldest brother, and took the suitcase sensible.

"Yunhai, have you grown so tall?" Du Yunfeng hugged him fiercely, and reached out to touch his head.

Zhou Lan and the dumb uncle hugged each other affectionately, and pulled him to Du Yunfeng's side: "Uncle, I brought Yunfeng back."

He turned his head and said to Yunfeng: "Uncle misses you, I came back last year, and he kept asking me about your situation."

Before Du Yunfeng could speak, the dumb uncle was so excited that his eyes glistened with tears. He hugged the tall Du Yunfeng like a sea of ​​clouds, using a lot of strength.

Zhou Lan was stunned for a moment, then his eyes flashed, and he smiled at Du Yunfeng: "Uncle really missed you, loved you when I was young, do you remember?"

Du Yunfeng warmly hugged him back: "Uncle, you bother me!"

The four of them called two rickshaws back to the Zhou family compound in Huajie. Japanese soldiers and ronin appeared from time to time along the way. Zhou Lan felt that the world was too chaotic. The dumb uncle gestured and said: "There are more and more Japanese people, and Tianjin is very chaotic." , don’t wander around when you go home this time.”

Zhou Lan patted his knee and nodded.

After leaving the station, they walked all the way through the Russian Concession and the French Concession, which were full of birds and flowers, and finally the four of them returned to the Chinese Concession, which was dwarfed by comparison.

The Zhou Family Courtyard was sparsely populated with cars and horses for decades, but this could not stop the two of them from returning to their grass nest, especially Du Yunfeng, who had been separated for more than three years and stepped into the courtyard with great strides. , stepping on the familiar bluestone wrench, it seemed as if he had returned to the good old days when he was young and lush, his father was still there, his godmother was kind, and behind him was the gentle and quiet Master Mu An.

Knocking his head to the ground, Du Yunfeng knelt upright in front of his godmother.

"Yunfeng, come here and let the godmother touch it!" A pair of wrinkled hands reached out to Du Yunfeng's shoulders. She intended to touch his head and face, which was so tall when she left.

Du Yunfeng held the other party with both hands, and moved up: "Mother, here it is."

After delicately touching the face that was no longer a teenager, feeling the smile, feeling the strong bones of an adult, San Yiniang kept nodding, three points surprised, five points relieved, and very satisfied.

However, there was still a bit of anger, she turned her head slightly: "Shumei, bring the filial son stick"

Du Yunfeng's voice was not loud: "Godmother?"

The filial son's stick is neither thick nor long, but thin and shiny. The warning meaning is greater than the actual meaning, but it is like a small thin whip on the body, which is not painful.

The third aunt's eyes are getting worse and worse. Last year, she was able to distinguish the outline of people in a trance. This year, she can only feel light and darkness, so her hands are not accurate. Sometimes she falls behind her back, and sometimes falls on her head.

"Do you know what's wrong?"

Du Yunfeng behaved well and did not hide or dodge: "Mother, I...?" He didn't quite understand in his heart, but he always felt that the matter between him and Zhou Lan would not be known. Take the move.

"After walking for three to five years, I don't know how to go home and have a look. How many years can I live with this bone, is the godmother not my real mother?"

Du Yunfeng breathed a sigh of relief, straightened his waist, and said loudly, "The godmother is right!" As the stick rose and fell, Du Yunfeng shouted hello, whether it was beating or loving, the godmother missed him.

Zhou Lan just came out of his mother's house, and he heard the applause in the house. He was often beaten when he was a child, on the palms of the hands or on the back, so he practiced good calligraphy and painting that can be seen by others. He is polite and well-mannered.

With this applause at home, Zhou Lan suddenly gained a lot of popularity. Zhou Lan was in a good mood after sweeping away the gloomy atmosphere in the house.

He directly took people to Du Yunfeng's room, originally he only needed to give an order, but he had nothing to do and wanted to go to the room to have a look.

The house belonged to Du Yunfeng. He hadn't lived in it for a long time, and no one came to it. Zhou Lan never came to this house before.

The servants were cleaning up and down the house. Zhou Lan stepped in one step. In the tidal breath of cleaning, he stood in the middle of the room with his hands behind his back and slowly looked around.

The room is simply furnished, no different from the residence of ordinary servants of the Zhou family.In the past, Steward Du was a servant in the name of the Zhou family, but because he played the role of a pillar in the family, his own house was no worse than the master's. A good guest room, only Yunfeng is solid, not picky about food and clothing, given the dilapidated house and lived in peace.

Thinking of Steward Du, Zhou Lan lowered his eyes and paused for a while, recalling the appearance of the burnt house, he thought to himself: "It's better if you die, I can live well after you die, and Yunfeng is also good to me .”

The servants wiped and wiped, except for the bed, the suitcase, and a small wooden table, there was really nothing more to clean.Zhang Ma took off the old bedding and came in with a set of blue-gray cotton cloth. Zhou Lan said, "Mother Zhang, go to my room and get the new bedding. By the way, add another layer of mattresses underneath."

Zhou Lan felt that even though he was a adopted son, the Zhou family really didn't give Du Yunfeng much in the past, and the gratitude that the other party gave in return was really as great as a mountain.

I haven't got it together for several years, and now I want to have a big reunion dinner. Du Yunfeng, who was beaten up, helped the godmother into the main hall with both hands with a smile on his face: "Godmother, the threshold."

Because my aunt's belief in Buddhism is becoming more and more devout, and she is practicing the new skill of not eating after noon, so the third aunt is the only elder at the dinner table.

Du Yunfeng was tall, bent slightly, slowly and respectfully supported the godmother and sat down on the main seat, then walked around to sit next to Zhou Lan according to the old habit, Zhou Lan glanced at the red mark on his neck, just smiled , then turned to talk to mother.

The third aunt touched the empty chair beside her, and called Du Yunfeng to come and sit, which meant that the two sons were one on each side, and then arranged Yunhai to sit next to his brother, and Shumei to sit next to Zhou Lan. In a sense, this It was a balanced pattern. Du Yunfeng glanced at Zhou Lan, and saw that the other party looked calm and showed no discomfort.

The rice is cooked by Shumei, she is very good at cooking, and today she puts extra effort into it, Yunhai kept saying that the food at home is delicious, half a child eats it to death, and before he even took a few bites, he finished a bowl of rice Halfway through, Yunfeng asked him to slow down, and the two brothers started bickering and eating lively.

The third aunt ate very slowly, Zhou Lan took some food and sent it to her mother's bowl. When Shumei saw it, she immediately stood up, ran to the third aunt and said, "Let me do it" and picked up a pair of clean clothes. With chopsticks, Zhou Lan carefully shaved the fish meat and put it back into the bowl: "Old lady, it's ready." She put the clean handkerchief on the third aunt's lap, and then patted it lightly: "Here is the handkerchief."

Her movements are smooth and natural, obviously she has been used to it for a long time.

The third aunt kept praising Shumei for being good, she knew how to hurt others, and she would hurt others. She said this to Zhou Lan. Zhou Lan lowered her head to eat without making a sound. Du Yunfeng rolled his eyes and began to find something to interrupt.

"Mother, Mu An fell in love with a girl outside the pass." Du Yunfeng said with a sneer.

Zhou Lan choked on a mouthful of food.

The third aunt put down her job as soon as she heard this, Shumei paused her hands, but she didn't react much, she immediately continued to pick the fishbone, and dug a spoonful of tender tofu into the third aunt's bowl.

"Mother, don't listen to Yunfeng's nonsense." Zhou Lan glared at the other party, and then he said to Shumei: "Shumei, you sit here and serve the old lady." After he finished speaking, he made room for the dumb uncle. beside.

The third aunt asked of course.

Zhou Lan knew that Du Yunfeng was making trouble, so he completely denied it.

Du Yunfeng was not forgiving, approached the third aunt, and said flatteringly: "Godmother, I won't lie to you, Mu An dare not tell you, he even swore to God that he entered the bridal chamber. I can't hide it anymore."

San Yiniang was originally a little annoyed when she heard that Zhou Lan had engaged in marriage without authorization, but when she heard that she even had a child, her attitude suddenly changed: "Then why don't you bring him back when you go home? Are you marrying or taking over the house? Do you want to hide it from your mother?"

Zhou Lan faltered and hesitated, wishing he could crush Du Yunfeng to pieces, but he still calmly replied to his mother: "My... my wife... is small-minded"

"What kind of stupid talk, so small-minded, you can't take it home?" The third aunt became more and more outrageous the more she heard it, and she almost got angry.

"Mother, don't worry, listen to me, the girl who is good to me is not in good health, and the doctor said that it is not suitable to walk around." After speaking, Zhou Lan suddenly remembered something: "Mother, after she gives birth, I will hold the baby for you." Come back, you will raise it for me, I will not raise it, will it work?"

The third aunt was too anxious: "Bring your daughter-in-law back together, I can only have children!" After speaking, as if anxious to hug her grandson, she couldn't sit still, she turned around and took Du Yunfeng's hand: "Yun Feng, you should look after Xiaolong for me, he looks honest, but he has the right idea, if he is disobedient and doesn’t bring him back, you can bring him back for me, ah”

Du Yunfeng was still chewing his food, when he heard the job, he didn't understand why it was suddenly assigned to him.

The third aunt was still worried, and held Du Yunfeng's wrist: "I heard that there is chaos outside the pass, and there are many bad people. What do you think his wife will do if she meets bandits? I'm really worried."

Du Yunfeng stretched his neck and swallowed the dry rice like a stone.

Du Yunfeng stammered: "Godmother... probably won't.

When he looked at Zhou Lan again, the other party gave him an angry look.