chaotic world

Chapter 67

After that night, Song Shudong, as always, kept what he saw in his heart, he didn't want to think about it, Du Yunfeng was Du Yunfeng, he had his needs to solve, wolves travel thousands of miles to eat meat, it's completely instinctive, who can change it.

The vigor in Du Yunfeng's body was revealed step by step, the original wild, domineering vigor, the vigor that had disappeared after his brain was broken, returned step by step.

Sure enough, people's nature is hard to change. Whatever they are, they will eventually go back.

Song Shudong just hoped that Du Yunfeng would be able to get close to Zhu Zhechi in this barracks, and that he would no longer be that wanton and rampant bandit, no longer discriminating between right and wrong.

As the days passed, Du Yunfeng was far ahead in military training. He was born to eat this kind of food. Whether it was personal tactics or strategic planning, he was obviously better than his peers.

As for Du Yunfeng's shortcomings, Song Shudong has been silently tutoring him. It is rare that after intensive training every day, Du Yunfeng can take the initiative to write and copy on the copybook. Ask Song Shudong again the next day.

At [-] o'clock in the evening, the trumpet was blown and the lights were turned off. Du Yunfeng was in the corridor, replacing the sentry in the corridor. Song Shudong was exhausted and often fell asleep when he touched the bed at night.

Occasionally, he insisted on not sleeping, and when everyone started snoring, he got up and saw through a small window on the door, the light was dim, and Du Yunfeng buried his head at his desk, copying seriously.

Such a large dose of training during the day will not tire him, and he will always be full of energy and high spirits.

Song Shudong jumped out of bed, didn't bother to put on his shirt, so he put on a cotton jacket and walked out of the dormitory lightly.

He almost didn't make a sound, but Du Yunfeng turned his head alertly, seeing him, he didn't say anything, just raised his eyebrows and lowered his head to continue writing.

He thought Song Shudong was just getting up at night.

These guys are so exhausted during the day, and if they don’t wake up suddenly at night, they won’t get up and run to the toilet. They usually get up and run to the toilet at the speed of a 1-meter sprint.

Song Shudong walked lightly, not in a hurry, walked across to Du Yunfeng and sat down.

The stool in winter was cold, and he was only wearing underpants, and he bounced it up. "It's really cold," he said.

Du Yunfeng bared his teeth and smiled, "Okay, I don't sleep in the middle of the night, so you come to supervise me?"

After speaking, he picked up a page and showed it to Song Shudong: "Is the copy correct?"

It was a very formal official document. Song Shudong was good at culture. He worked as a clerk in the district team, and from time to time he went to the office to do some copying work. After copying the educational articles, Du Yunfeng was taught word by word, and then Du Yunfeng became familiar with the copying.

To be honest, Du Yunfeng's handwriting is really not good, it has no rules, and the writing is quite large, filling up the grid, which is only better than the original ball of wool.

"It's okay," Song Shudong couldn't sit down, so he came to Du Yunfeng's side, "It's much better than before."

Although there were praises and criticisms in this sentence, Du Yunfeng magnified the proportion of praise very contentedly, just as his scalp was a little itchy, he poked his scalp with a pen, scratched it back and forth, looked up and smiled silently and brilliantly.

Maybe it was because the orange light was too soft, or maybe this smile was too intimate, Song Shudong felt a little strange in his heart.

Du Yunfeng bowed his head and continued to write, while Song Shudong stood watching and pointed out those low-level mistakes that were uneven and straight. He didn't expect Du Yunfeng to write well, as long as he could be correct.

Wearing a padded jacket and wearing shorts on his lower body, he bowed his head and pointed to Du Yunfeng earnestly, afraid of disturbing others, he approached and whispered that Du Yunfeng really didn't have any talent in this area, he could fly to the sky with his writing, Song Shudong had to demonstrate to him.

He flicked Du Yunfeng's fingers, "Don't hold the pen too hard," he said, "This is a pen, not a gun, and you can't take it off your hand. I said you write so hard."

That handwriting can be said to penetrate the back of the paper. If it weren't for the dozen of straw paper underneath, it could be carved on the table.

"Here," Song Shudong grabbed the pen and demonstrated, one stroke at a time, Du Yunfeng leaned forward and stood next to the other party.

At first, his gaze followed the tip of his nose, then he followed his gaze upwards to his fingers, and then moved all the way up, landing on the pointed chin of his side face.

This scene has a special feeling, it seems familiar, and it also has a similar side face, with unruly sideburns, lowered eyelashes, and quietly brushing against the paper.

Du Yunfeng didn't dare to breathe anymore, this kind of feeling in dreams usually disappears as soon as he opens his eyes, but today it suddenly appeared when he was awake, he didn't dare to move rashly, for fear of scaring something important away.

After writing a line of words, Song Shudong put the pen back into Du Yunfeng's hand, covered the other's hand, and let him hold his hand firmly, "Yes, it's right with just that much strength." Song Shudong praised, turned his head and almost talked to Du Yunfeng. Almost face to face.

The two of them looked at each other, Du Yunfeng didn't move, Song Shudong's face turned red.

"What are you looking at?" Song Shudong asked, avoiding his eyes.

Du Yunfeng just came back to his senses, and hurriedly found a topic in a little embarrassment: "Oh, I just wanted to ask you if you are cold." After that, he patted the other party in the form of Tianzuo, but he absent-mindedly patted the wrong place, and Song Shudong suddenly stood up straight Yes, the hand that patted the back fell on the buttocks.

Ass in just a pair of cotton shorts.

Song Shudong took a big step back: "What are you doing?"

Du Yunfeng was taken aback by this sentence, I didn't do anything, but he sat up straight and said, "It's not intentional."

After speaking, Du Yunfeng took off his cotton jacket and piled it on the stool opposite: "Sit over there."

"I won't sit anymore, I'm going to the toilet." Song Shudong didn't want to be embarrassed anymore.

"Don't go." Du Yunfeng didn't look up, he stared at the table and talked to Song Shudong: "I have something to tell you."

Song Shudong sat down after thinking about it, thinking to turn over what happened just now and ask the other party what's the matter.

"If someone else photographed you just now, you wouldn't be so annoying, would you?" Du Yunfeng didn't raise his eyes.

"Why are people filming me?" Song Shudong lowered his head and muttered, "You are asking a strange question."

Du Yunfeng was speechless.

Picking up the pen, poking meaninglessly on the paper, Du Yunfeng thought for a while and said, "Shudong, let me tell you a secret."

Song Shudong turned his head and saw the other party's serious expression: "What secret?"

"I found out that I like men." Du Yunfeng lowered his voice and spoke solemnly.

"Oh." Song Shudong said he heard it.

"Not surprising?" Du Yunfeng lay on the table and observed the other party, trying to detect clues from the other party's face, but it was obvious that Song Shudong was not surprised.

The so-called secret can only be called a secret if others don't know about it, but this matter is not a secret to Song Shudong, but seeing Du Yunfeng's solemn expression, he said perfunctorily: "Some people are like this, it's not surprising .”

"That's not what I meant," Du Yunfeng looked at him, "I'm asking you, isn't it strange?"

Song Shudong: "..."

Du Yunfeng: "So I used to be like this too?"

Song Shudong had a premonition that the next question on this topic might be very difficult to answer, so he stood up and wanted to leave.

Du Yunfeng grabbed his wrist: "Then you..."

Song Shudong: "It's not me!"

After speaking, he tried his best to break free from Du Yunfeng's hand. After all, he was not an enemy, and Du Yunfeng didn't hold him dead, watching him go back to the dormitory in a panic.

I don't go to the toilet anymore, and I don't teach him to write.

The next day, no one mentioned these things again.Since Song Shudong was taboo about these things, he probably disliked them. Du Yunfeng felt that there was no need to be annoying. If it were someone else, Du Yunfeng would have to try to see if he could get it, because the feeling last night was really disgusting. It's so familiar, I always feel that when Song Shudong turned his head, he shouldn't be surprised, but should say something with a smile.

What do you say?

Du Yunfeng felt that a voice was right next to his ears, and he was very familiar with it. In the tactics class, the teacher was explaining the sand table terrain deduction, and he was rarely distracted.

Suddenly, his heart cleared up for a moment, and he heard a voice from his heart: "Xiao Yunfeng, have you learned it yet?"

It wasn't until Song Shudong scolded him behind him that he came back to his senses. The teacher had already called his name to answer the question.

As a result, he was fined a ten-kilometer long-distance running.

This is not a problem for him, thinking while running, seems to want to remember more clearly, but all in vain, no more information can be recalled.

In addition, the young man from the district team and his wild partner later took the initiative to take the night shift at Qiaotougang, but Du Yunfeng never appeared again.

It's not that Du Yunfeng didn't want to, it's just that when he arrived at Yegang, he happened to have something to do. Once, Song Shudong lost a copy of the documents he was sorting out. After finding it all night, in the middle of the night, it finally appeared inexplicably in the cabinet he was looking for. Another time was Song Shudong. Stomach pain, sent to the school doctor in the middle of the night, observed overnight.

Du Yunfeng was the captain of the district, and he cared about every soldier as his own brother, and Song Shudong was no exception. He sat by the bed all night, and fell asleep leaning against the wall at dawn.

Quietly opened his eyes, looking at Du Yunfeng's tired face, the inner eyelids were very obvious at the moment, Song Shudong was so satisfied that he closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

But he can manage it for a while but not for the rest of his life. Du Yunfeng didn't doubt Song Shudong's little tricks, and he couldn't think of the other party's twists and turns. He didn't think about anything else except that Song Shudong had more things to do recently.

He didn't like that guy, but he just solved what everyone needed. He didn't even say a few words during the whole process, and when he stood up from the grass, the moment his desire was relieved, he just wanted to pull up his pants and leave.

The next few meetings failed, the young man thought Du Yunfeng was bored, so he stopped rushing to post.

This made Song Shudong very happy. He observed that young man's every move more carefully than Du Yunfeng. Seeing that the other party retreated despite difficulties, Song Shudong's desire for monopoly was satisfied in vain.

Until one day during the cleaning, he realized that Du Yunfeng had disappeared in a blink of an eye, so he asked his classmates if they saw the district captain. Some people said that it seemed that they had gone to the back of the campus to throw away garbage, and Song Shudong felt something was wrong.

He dawdled for a while, then went to the back mountain, and entered the small woods instinctively. He walked fast, and saw the two people in front of him after a while.The two of them had just arrived in the depths of the forest, and one of them was short, a Sichuan soldier from his own district team, and he was leaning his face towards them at the moment.

Du Yunfeng was obviously not in the mood to take it easy, he grabbed the man's arm and twirled it around and pressed it against a tree that was as thick as a person, and at the same time stuck his crotch against the man's back.

Just as Du Yunfeng tore the man's belt, Song Shudong coughed.

This is terrible, the Sichuan soldier broke free all at once, adjusted his belt with his back to Song Shudong, turned his head and greeted Song Shudong in a very unselfish way: "Shudong, why are you here, the district captain and I came to throw out the trash. "

There is no silver to explain here, and I am a bit stuttering. This kind of thing is not new in the army, but in the Lu school with strict management, once it is discovered, it will often be expelled.

"Ah," Song Shudong saw through it without saying anything, and walked over calmly: "Our side is almost finished cleaning, I came here to wander around because of laziness." After speaking, he smiled, "You don't want to talk about it."

"No, no, how can it be!" said the Sichuan soldier Rumeng Amnesty hurriedly, "Then what, I'll go back to the team first, Team Du, I'll go back first."

"Go." Du Yunfeng nodded.

The Sichuan soldiers trotted away.

Du Yunfeng and Song Shudong didn't move, the wind blew through the forest, and there was a moment of silence.

After a while, Du Yunfeng sighed, straightened his belt and walked back.Passing by Song Shudong, Song Shudong glanced at the small tent that he hadn't gotten down yet.

"Did you do it on purpose?" Du Yunfeng said, walking away without looking back.

"No." Song Shudong followed behind.

"It's not a fart!" Du Yunfeng said.

He has not done it for a long time. He has never been a person with few desires. After his body recovered, the desires he should have have returned like an overwhelming tide. The young body that walks around every day, with his domineering nature, he does not know himself. One day it might get out of control and force someone to do something.

During the whole school cleaning in the afternoon, he didn't talk to Song Shudong from the beginning to the end, and he didn't even look at each other.

Working hard, there were people everywhere, Du Yunfeng couldn't get down for a long time, and went to take a bath together at night, he was too embarrassed to just pick up a gun and enter the bathhouse under the watchful eyes of everyone, so he said he was tired and went directly into the bed.

Everyone went to take a shower, and the building was quite quiet.

Du Yunfeng was still angry when he got under the covers, just as he was about to stretch out his hand to dismiss him, the door of the dormitory was flung open. Song Shudong had just finished taking a shower, entered the room with his face covered in sweat, closed the door with his backhand, and stared straight at him.

Du Yunfeng closed his eyes and turned inward to sleep.

Song Shudong stood by the bed for a while, and suddenly said, "Are you angry?"

Du Yunfeng didn't move, but he really didn't blame the other party: "No."

Suddenly the quilt moved, and the always cold hand stretched in, and grabbed Huanglong's body directly.

Du Yunfeng was extremely quick, grabbed Song Shudong's cold paws, and sat up suddenly: "What are you doing?"

Song Shudong's face turned red, and he didn't answer, but just stretched out his hand vigorously.In terms of strength, he was not Du Yunfeng's opponent at all. He wanted to push Du Yunfeng's hand away, but the other hand was also restrained.

Unhappy in his heart and unable to speak out, he fought with his hands angrily, as if he had to wipe Du Yunfeng clean for a tie.

After tearing for a long time, Du Yunfeng pressed Song Shudong on his lap, twisted Song Shudong's hands, lowered his body, and lay on Song Shudong's body.

"Stop making trouble," he hissed, "Shudong, stop making trouble, there's no need to do this, I won't let you do this."

Song Shudong stopped fluttering, and turned his head to look at him at this moment: "What don't you want me to do?"

Du Yunfeng's eyes dodged for a moment, Song Shudong's flushed and sweaty face was very in line with his aesthetics, the desire that stopped abruptly in the afternoon actually raised his head secretly, fortunately it was under the quilt, before Song Shudong found out, Du Yunfeng put him He picked it up, pushed it to the side of the bed and sat down, and changed his sitting position cross-legged. He said, "Shudong, I'm not very happy, but that's my business. I don't blame you. And... you are not such a person, I can't let you do this for me, you are kind to me, I can't treat you like that, I'm not a beast."

After speaking, he took his pants and put them on hastily.

He left, Song Shudong who was sitting by the bed didn't move, repeating Du Yunfeng's words "I won't let you do this, I can't let you do this for me."

Is this Du Yunfeng?

If this was really him, if he had been like this back then, he and Song Shudong would have had no intersection in this life.

Bit by bit, Du Yunfeng's past flashed through his mind. When we didn't know each other, we were all strangers. Du Yunfeng was a real beast who could do anything. Now that we know each other, Du Yunfeng is not completely emotionless and can help him. At the time, he didn't push him away. Now, Du Yunfeng regards him as a benefactor, as one of his own. He doesn't let others bully him, and protects him everywhere. He really doesn't let him suffer at all.

The classmates who took a bath came back one after another, and the dormitory became lively. Song Shudong folded Du Yunfeng's quilt into tofu cubes and greeted everyone.It was the most relaxing period before the lights were turned off, and everyone was fighting and fighting, but they didn't notice that Song Shudong's mood was unstable, and it was time to chatter.

After the lights were blown, the lights in the barracks were turned off. The team leader held the lights and inspected the dormitories. Du Yunfeng, as the district team leader, accompanied the inspection. After a round, everything was normal. The team leader saw that he was disheveled and didn't clean up, so he said that there was still hot water in the bathhouse. Wash off before going to bed.

Entering the dormitory in the dark, he took down his enamel basin, soap and towels from the washbasin stand, and fumbled for underwear in the small cabinet. Out of the corner of his eye, he went to the upper bunk, and Song Shudong looked at him with wide eyes.

"Why go?" Song Shudong made a mouthful.

Holding the basin in his hand, Du Yunfeng reached out and snorted through his hair, and mouthed back to him: "Go to sleep!" Then he left.

The heat in the big bathing hall has dissipated, it was really cold, he planned to make a quick decision, go back quickly, and took off all his clothes.

He closed the cabinet and was about to go to the bathroom when the curtain outside was lifted, and Song Shudong came in empty-handed.

"Why are you here?" Du Yunfeng asked him, he was standing on the cold ground, bathing was forbidden at this time, he was allowed to come with special approval from the captain, why did Song Shudong join in the fun?

Song Shudong glanced at him, took off his clothes on his own, pushed them into the small wooden cabinet, went straight into the bathroom after undressing, and said without looking back: "I'll take a bath too."

The large bathhouse in the barracks is very spacious, with hundreds of faucets arranged in a zigzag shape, each with more than a dozen nozzles in a zigzag shape.

Afraid that there would not be much hot water, the two of them entered the innermost back shape one after the other. Du Yunfeng felt that Song Shudong was a little weird, but given the embarrassment in the woods today, he didn't want to mention this matter again. Besides, You can't stop letting people take a bath, right?

But Song Shudong obviously washed it at night.

Du Yunfeng came to the officer's bathing area. The layout is slightly different from that of the cadet soldiers, that is, each shower head has a small area with a little more privacy, and the two sides are separated by a shoulder-high wall, which does not affect speech, but the body is relatively hidden.

Du Yunfeng unscrewed the cold water valve and the hot water valve and fumbled to adjust the temperature. He jumped aside to avoid splashing the cold water just coming out. He didn't want to feel cold in the middle of the night in winter.

Song Shudong was in the next door, and it was also the news of the water being released.

Probably no hot water was released. When Du Yunfeng turned his head to look over there, there was no steam at all.

He lowered his head to adjust the water, and suddenly remembered that Song Shudong didn't bring in his empty hands, so he yelled, "I have towels and soap."

"Okay." A voice sounded behind him.

Du Yunfeng was really taken aback. When he turned around suddenly, Song Shudong stood naked behind him.

When taking a bath on weekdays, it is normal for hundreds of old men to get into a bathhouse. They are crowded together, and when they are playing, they grab their crotches and no one blushes.

But something was wrong today, Du Yunfeng was very uncomfortable, he didn't regard Song Shudong as a potential prey, but his body didn't seem to think so.

He really likes Song Shudong's style.

The atmosphere was not right, Du Yunfeng clearly smelled it, he faced Song Shudong, looked directly at him, and slowly released the water valve with the hand behind him.

Neither of them said a word, Du Yunfeng understood it in his heart, but he couldn't and couldn't say it.

"Actually..." Song Shudong was so cold that his skin got goosebumps. He felt anxious and tangled in his heart. He deliberately let go of his clenched hand, making him look even more at a loss, making him look a bit pitiful. "Actually, I can do it too."

"What can you do?" Du Yunfeng lowered his head and got closer to Song Shudong. He was confirming the other party's thoughts. He had to confirm [-]% before he could make a move.

"I thought I couldn't, but in fact I can." After saying the first sentence, it became much more logical later, "What others can do, I can do too."

"Shudong," Du Yunfeng lowered his head and looked at his toes, he hesitated, "I remember, you said that you wanted to open a store and marry a wife to live a happy life. You said this several times. Do you think I'm panicking, so it's hard for you, you're too stupid."

Song Shudong bit his lip, made up his mind, and put his cards down like beans in a bamboo tube, "Don't be embarrassing. It was embarrassing when I was with you before, but it's not embarrassing now."

Du Yunfeng opened his eyes wide: "What?"

"I said," Song Shudong took a step closer to him, almost cheek-to-cheek, "I was only fourteen or fifteen years old when I was with you, and I haven't grown up yet, so it hurts and scares me, but now I can really do it." , I have done it so many times..."

Before he finished speaking, Du Yunfeng grabbed his arm, he could hardly believe his ears, he pulled the other side closer: "We are together? It happened four or five years ago, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I didn't think about it," Song Shudong slipped into Du Yunfeng's arms, "Brother Du, I didn't want to talk about many things in the past. You forced me back then. I hate you very much, but I don't know why. From time to time... I don't want you to touch others, I might... still want to be with you."

The hot water sprayed by the shower filled the icy room with hot air, and the hot water hit the ground to form clouds, rising and rising. In the white mist, Du Yunfeng pinched Song Shudong's chin, so he saw the The pair of eyes exposed in his arms, the pure and emotional eyes, seemed to match the face in his arms in the dream.

A certain throbbing emotion was growing in his heart. He liked Song Shudong's appearance, but he vaguely felt that it was not the person he hid in his heart, but at this moment, he was blurred and couldn't tell the truth from the fake.He has an overwhelming feeling in his heart, he is homeless and has never been able to find the source, but Song Shudong's words and his appearance make Du Yunfeng seem to have found the source and source of this feeling.

Holding Song Shudong tightly into his arms, he closed his eyes, feeling the dependence of this body clinging to him.

Song Shudong raised his head and took the initiative to kiss him. Du Yunfeng bowed his head gently to meet him. After kissing for a while, Du Yunfeng stopped, looked at him tenderly, and said in a low voice: "I often dream of a person in my dreams. I feel It's very vague, but it's very similar to you, and I haven't dared to tell you for fear of offending you."

Song Shudong's heart moved, he thought of Zhou Lan, when he saw Zhou Lan at the crack of the door, when he saw Du Yunfeng's courteousness, when Du Yunfeng covered his mouth at night to prevent him from screaming, he guessed himself Everything that happened was because he was somewhat similar to Zhou Lan.

But today, why should he hand over to others.

He didn't answer, just put his arms around Du Yunfeng's neck, kissed the other's neck and ears

"Yunfeng," Song Shudong whispered, "Little Yunfeng!"

Du Yunfeng suddenly trembled, the person in the dream called him, only the picture had no sound, he couldn't hear what he said clearly, he only remembered the other person's red lips and white teeth, blurred eyes, yes, remember, he called him from below.

That's how it calls him.

Du Yunfeng tightened his arms, and no longer kissed tentatively, but kissed deeply and arrogantly, and he pushed him against the wall.

The white tile wall was washed smooth and warm by the hot water. Song Shudong leaned over and let him manipulate him. He heard Du Yunfeng's heartbeat, and heard Du Yunfeng whispering in the sound of rushing water. He said to him: "I want to You, I've been thinking about you in my dreams."

Climbing up to the opponent's neck, with his back against the warm tiled wall, Song Shudong clamped his legs tightly around the opponent's waist in a burst of pain.

It hurts so much, Song Shudong closed his eyes tightly.

It hurts so much, it's been a long time.