strong romance

"Hey" - the sound of the brakes was very long, the tires rubbed against the ground and raised a burst of dust, and there was a muffled diesel smell from the bottom of the bus compartment.The sun shone on the bus stop sign, and the name of the stop sign was covered by the softened bird droppings, and the white spots glistened on the hot iron sheet.

"Here we come, bus No. 23!"

At the end of the summer vacation, there are especially many people at the station. Before the car stopped, a group of people ran over with red eyes and blocked in front of the narrow car door.Cheng Kuang squeezed into the crowd and was pushed out of the car by the smell of hot sweat.

Dizziness.Black flip-flops passed by out of the corner of my eye, like a swarm of ants, making the ground shake.

When crossing the road, Cheng Kuang walked slowly and fell at the end of the crowd.With a few seconds left on the green light, Cheng Kuang was only three steps away from the sidewalk. At this moment, the car behind the zebra crossing suddenly began to move forward slowly, and the headlights almost touched his leg.

The green light flashes one last time, and the red light jumps out.

Standing there, Cheng Kuang saw a hand holding a cigarette protruding from the open window of the driver's seat. The car passed in front of him. The owner of the car turned his head and looked at him for a second. Sneering, the corners of the mouth curled up in a contemptuous offense.

The beginning of autumn has long passed, and the temperature is still over [-] degrees. There is a hot wind blowing on the road, and the smell of dust from the exhaust of the car. The pinch of soot, burning with nasty sparks, falls provocatively at Cheng Kuang's feet.

On the first day after leaving Yanshi Street, there were inexplicable people, inexplicable soot, and inexplicable irritability that suddenly appeared.

Cheng Kuang crushed the cigarette ash out with one foot, reached into his trouser pocket to take out the earphones, hooked his fingers to the earphone cable, and when he pulled it out, he brought something with him, and a red corner poked out from the mouth of the pocket.

It was a red envelope, and it was stolen into it at some point.Cheng Kuang was startled, didn't open it, and stuffed it back.

The rental house is not far from the station. In an old alley, there is a long and steep slope at the entrance of the alley. After climbing up the slope, you can see a row of low houses.

This kind of house is an old-fashioned brick house, unpretentious, nestled in the corner of the city to form a small "city village", most of the people living in it are retired old men and women.There is a small courtyard under each small building, and a surrounding wall is built outside the courtyard. The sun's rays shine through from the shade of the trees.

When the road was paved and poured with cement, a dog who didn't know how to lift it probably walked around on it, causing the road to be terribly shabby, and the wheels of the suitcase rolled over, as if it was about to fall apart at any time.

Cheng Kuang walked for a long time in this place where there were no good people and no good places, and finally arrived at his destination, which was the entrance of the corridor of the small rented house he was about to move into.As soon as I turned in, I was caught off guard and had a face-to-face meeting with a dog.

To be precise, it was a dirt dog with yellow and black fur. It just ran out of the yard, and as soon as it bumped into Cheng Kuang, it immediately barked at him.

This miscellaneous animal was ugly and had a bad temper. It bared its teeth and barked fiercely. It propped up a pair of front paws, as if it was about to jump up and bite someone in the next second.Cheng Kuang was distracted for a while, and was startled by it. The earphone in his left ear fell off and hung on his shoulder, and the wheels of the suitcase ran over his instep.

Cheng Kuang gave a "fuck" sound, kicked the suitcase open, and confronted the dog two steps away silently with his bare hands.The dog's nose twitched slightly, and its voice restlessly pressed into its throat, making a low whining sound like muffled thunder.

The stalemate lasted for about half a minute. When the man and the dog got impatient, a male voice suddenly sounded in the yard.

"Silly dog, get back!"

The dog's ears stood up abruptly, it shook its head and glanced at the iron gate, took two steps back and then turned back, made a few "barks" in its unwillingness, and finally retreated to the iron gate On the other side, there was only a pair of dog eyes still staring fiercely at Cheng Kuang.

Cheng Kuang picked up the box and walked towards the stairwell.When passing by the iron gate, the person inside shouted "Hello".

The very loose tone was the same as when he called the dog just now.

Cheng Kuang ignored him, but the man whistled at him again and asked, "New here?"

This sounded like a big brother greeting a little brother in a cell.

Cheng Kuang paused, turned his head to look over, looked over the open iron gate, and met the eyes of the people in the yard.

The other party was a young man with extremely short shaved hair, and a pair of muscular and well-proportioned arms were exposed outside the wide short sleeves.He has a black tattoo on his right arm, and he is squatting on a stone pier, gnawing a dragon fruit.As soon as he looked up, the earring on his right ear rolled over a circle of metallic luster.

Dogs are not good dogs, and owners are not like good people.

Cheng Kuang asked, "Is there something wrong?"

The boy who didn't look like a good person pointed to the upstairs, raised his chin and asked him, "Are you on the second floor?"

"Yes." Cheng Kuang was in a bad mood, and he was also a little upset to see him, so he dragged the box and left.

The vicious dog howled after him.

"Tsk, you're pretty cool."

——After the dog barked, such a sentence sounded behind him.

Cheng Kuang stopped when he heard the sound, and looked back, just in time to see the man biting off the last bite of dragon fruit, throwing the water-red peel, just covering the dog's forehead, and he was smiling at the dog with squinted eyes, It seems that what I just said was to the dog.

Cheng Kuang carried the suitcase up to the second floor, took the key to open the door, and smelled a strange smell before he entered.

The rental house was rented by his sister Cheng Yi for him. The predecessor just moved out yesterday, and the landlord didn't have time to clean it. There were even a few bags of garbage piled up by the door, creating a foul smell in the stuffy room.

There is not even an electric fan in the room, just like a steamer, the hot and smelly smell is even more unbearable.Cheng Kuang wiped the bed first, and by the time the bedding was laid, he was already sweating profusely.

He wanted to get on the balcony to breathe for a while, but when his hand touched the screen door of the balcony, he was blackened, and there was a hole in such a dirty door.

The balcony is hotter than the inside of the house, but fortunately the air is not too bad, there is no sour smell of garbage.Dirty, messy, poor and even hot, Cheng Kuang can bear it, but not the smell.He tried his best to resist the urge to burn down the beggar's nest, and leaned against the edge of the balcony to calm down for a while.

Downstairs in the yard, the person and dog I met just now were still there, and the boy with a short cut was sitting on a stone pier playing with his mobile phone.Cheng Kuang felt that this person probably had bad ears, and turned on the volume that could disturb the people, as if they would not know that he was playing Landlords.

Suddenly a phone call came, and the ringing sound was as loud as the scene of an explosion. It scared the dog who was peeing in the corner, and stared wide-eyed in horror.

"Look at you stupid dog," Bancun'er glanced at it with a smile, and connected the phone, "Hello?"

Cheng Kuang sat down on a stool while the phone was ringing, and suddenly remembered something, reached out and took out the red envelope from his pocket, staring at it for a while.

The red envelope is very old, crumpled, with a layer of white burr on the edge.The banknotes inside are brand new, [-] banknotes neatly folded into a stack, it has been warmed and warm, just like the palm of the owner of the banknotes.

There was also writing on the back of the red envelope, "To grandson Cheng Kuang" written in pencil stroke by stroke.Cheng Kuang squeezed the red envelope, the sweat on his forehead wiped his eyelids and slid to his nose, itching, making his nose a little sore, when the iron gate of the yard downstairs slammed shut.

"A bunch of little bastards. Wait, I'll be right there." Ban Cun'er threw his phone into his pocket, straddled his long legs, and rode on a black motorcycle. When he looked up, his eyes accidentally met Cheng Kuang on the balcony .He raised the corner of his mouth, and the motorcycle rushed forward with a bang, and the whistle was thrown into the wind along with the dust.

His family's dog ran behind for a while, and when he was tired from running, he shook his head and returned to the small yard.

**

When Cheng Kuang finished cleaning the house, the sun had already set.

At dusk, when he came down from the stairs, he heard the sound of motorbikes at the entrance of the corridor. After a while, the iron door "creaked" open - and the dog came out of it.

The boy slowed down the speed of the car, stepped on the ground with one leg, and kicked open the iron door with the other leg, and the motorcycle under him let out a stream of exhaust gas.

"Damn it...you bastard smashed the rearview mirror!" A chubby man climbed down from the back seat, staring and cursing.

Cheng Kuang glanced sideways, and sure enough, he saw that the car's rearview mirror was shattered, leaving only a polished rod sticking there.

"It's okay." The boy didn't care much, and squatted down to pat the dog's head.

The little fat man took out a pack of cigarettes, took out one and handed it to him.He took it and held it in his mouth, and the little fat man immediately scraped the lighter and leaned over to light him a cigarette.

With the cigarette between his fingers, the boy casually added, "I dislocated him."

As he spoke, his eyes swept lightly outside the door.

Bancun'er pretended to be very skilled——Cheng Kuang withdrew his gaze, put his hands in his pockets, and left quietly.

"Niu or Pao Geer Niu!" Xiaopangdun said, looking upstairs as if thinking of something, and asked, "I heard that the couple on the second floor moved away?"

The young man he called "Brother Pao" said "hmm", and the smoke he exhaled filled his eyes, and it was all white.

Little Fatty sighed and said, "It can be regarded as leaving."

The previous residents on the second floor were a couple who quarreled and threw things during the day, and fought again at night—on the bed and off the bed.The creaking of the bed boards often sounded until one or two o'clock, tossing people with their bodies and minds.

"Where's the new one? Have you seen it?" he asked again.

Brother Pao hooked his fingers at him, and the chubby man leaned over and heard him say two words mysteriously: "Man."

He cannon brother is really talking nonsense.Little Fatty was stunned: "...so?"

"It's just a guy, he's pretty handsome, he just walked over." Brother Pao stood up and walked into the house, the chubby boy said anxiously that he didn't pay attention.Brother Pao thought for a while, and then said, "Because I'm not as handsome as me."

Little Fatty opened a box of barbecue and agreed with a smile: "Yes, yes, our brother Pao is the most handsome guy on the street."

It happened to be the summer heat that day, and Cheng Kuang saw "Brother Pao" for the first time.

Looking back many years later, he still thinks this person is very pretentious, but he is also very handsome.

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Hello~ good evening!

It's the first time for Xianyu to touch this type, and I'm so nervous that my claws shake... (Flick tail =w=)