his back

01.

When I saw that boy's back for the first time, I thought it was very beautiful.

In the small attic of ordinary people, the secret of 18-year-old Ji Chennan is hidden, and the ulterior charm of youth is hidden.

The old DVD was playing, and the small screen emitted a layer of dim blue light, shining straight into the eyes of the black-haired boy.

He had just graduated from high school, and the day before yesterday he had an all-night carnival with his classmates who had been with him for three years. He was overwhelmed by various problems on weekdays, completely ignoring the outside world.It is only the physiological reactions that I sometimes see when I wake up in the morning and the occasional throbbing in my heart, and I can vaguely remember that I have grown up with time, and there is also a body that is gradually becoming an adult.

Ji Chennan is very handsome, silent, and clean, like young grass that has just emerged from the rain.

There are girls in the school who admire him, but dare not speak out.

The college entrance examination is a narrow single-plank bridge. If you are squeezed out, you will always take another road.

Thanks to this, even though he has a good-looking face, Ji Chennan had never been in a relationship in high school, and he didn't even have time to glance at ambiguous magazines.

The opportunity to touch starts from this time. For entertainment after the breakup, everyone went to KTV. Under the blue, purple, red and yellow lights, the things Tang Ming handed him were like a poisoned hook, faintly hooking out the heart A long-awaited idea.

There is absolutely nothing wrong with the saying that men are creatures whose lower body speaks.

Ji Chennan turned his gaze back to the screen.

It took a day of psychological construction. At that time, the CD was quickly put into the bag, and when I picked it up, it seemed to be holding a bomb that would detonate at will.

Today, when my parents went out to work, sneaked up, locked the door of the small attic, and stuffed the CD, even the usually unsmiling top students began to panic, their hands trembled, and their backs were instantly wet.

At the beginning of the film, there is a close-up of the back, the lines from the slender neck all the way down, the two shoulder blades protruding sharply, following the movements, it looks like a butterfly spreading its wings.Ji Chennan blushed immediately.

He doesn't know him, he's fascinated by his back.

The shiny and slender back was swinging up and down, and the soft and green waistline appeared and disappeared from time to time. Ji Chennan's eyes were dazed, and he almost thought he was about to fall in love.He saw the boy's face, which was occasionally photographed, reddened, frighteningly red, drunk and blurred, and even his voice was an unbearable moan of pain.

His brother cheated on him.

Ji Chennan remembered that when his brother Tang Ming handed it over to him, his face was full of teasing.Terrible prank.At this time, he should lie on the bed and wait for him to call and reprimand him in anger.

He and Tang Ming went to the same primary school, junior high school and high school. Tang Ming knew what he wanted.

The turbid air was full of hormones volatilizing, Ji Chennan reacted, his underwear was uncomfortable, he was at a loss, his throat was dry, and even touching back and forth could not relieve the burning fire in his heart.

The film is very short, and the repetition is just a gesture, without any skill at all.The shooting technique is also very rough and the picture quality is blurry.

The virgin's first time is always very fast, as the film ends, the screen goes dark, and Ji Chennan sees the reflected face, his own, frowning tightly, and running away with incomprehensible emotions in his eyes.Startled, a stream of hot | liquid splashed from the fingertips.

The expression was in a trance, and after the intense emotion, there was an inexplicable emptiness and fatigue.

His fingers were strangely numb, but the trembling was still there.

He lowered his head to look at the white spot on the ground, reached out to touch some, and put it to his lips to lick it.

so bitter.

On December 11, 12 years later, in winter, there was heavy snow.

29-year-old Ji Chennan was wearing a dark padded jacket and walking on the street alone.

The snow was falling fast, he didn't bring an umbrella, so he put on a one-piece cap, put his hands|into the bag, and got used to shrinking it.He is tall and has long legs, with a thick padded jacket, like an underage bear.

The streets are full of couples, and it’s the damn foreigner’s festival. A Christmas tree full of colorful lights is placed in front of every store, and even the staff inside are holding red snake fruit and wearing red hats to promote it.

Ji Chennan broke up with his ex-girlfriend for a full month, and there was a window period.

I'm on vacation today, I've slept till now, I went out to look for food, the dazzling lights made me so irritable, I didn't even go to the shop I usually visit.Ji Chennan was wandering on the main road, despite his hunger, he was paranoid to find a shop that did not promote Christmas.

The innocent young lovers hugged each other and walked around, making Ji Chennan look like a cold single dog even more.

After shopping for two streets, in a small corner, I finally found a small noodle shop with special decoration.

No lights, no gift-giving banners just for Christmas, and no shoddy trees that look fake.A classical lamp was installed on the wall, emitting a faint light.The door is a push-pull style, imitating the Japanese style, with dark blue staggered lattice on it.

There is a small blackboard in front of the door, on which the types of noodles that are new today are written in highlighter.

Ji Chennan stepped forward uncertainly, it was too cold, and a casual breath would blind his eyes.He has never seen this store. Although he has lived in this city for a year, he spends most of his time adapting to his new job, going back to his apartment after work, sometimes going to a nearby restaurant for dinner, and more often ordering takeaway.At the end of the month, his girlfriend from a different place will visit him, and he will also find time to go back.

But in the end they broke up. The woman mentioned it first, using the different places as an excuse. Although Ji Chennan didn't feel much pain, it took a little time to manage, and he couldn't help but miss it.

From college to graduation to work, I have had four girlfriends during this period.

Ji Chennan is not interested in dating, he just thinks it's time to do so.Fall in love, date, get married, have children.There are no expectations and turning points in life. Every love is for the purpose of marriage. It is full of formulas and data. It always makes girlfriends feel a little less exciting, but none of them succeed.

It seems that the only one, with thunderous heartbeat and extreme nervousness, was when I was 18 years old...

Ji Chennan shook his head, breaking away from the memory, Tang Ming laughed a lot after that time, and he could only bury this spoiled emotion in his heart.

Step forward and open the door.

Oncoming is the heating, and the sound of the TV series.

The store is small but tidy. The decoration is controlled in three colors. There are photos on the wall and flowers on the counter directly opposite.The tables are made of wood, one by one is aligned, and even the box for inserting chopsticks is thoughtful, not simple plastic.

The first impression was good, Ji Chennan walked in and closed the door behind his back.

The boss watching the drama at the opposite counter raised his head and saw that the rare guest seemed a little flustered. He hurriedly turned down the volume of his notebook, stood up and asked, "Hi, what would you like to eat?"

He smiled.

Ji Chennan paused.

The youth that passed away in the past followed the moment the noodle shop owner stood up, and fell straight down like an overwhelming mountain.

It was so profound, for the first time in my life, the other party had an extremely beautiful back, shining in the dirty environment, as if struggling hard.There was fire beeping up from the feet all the way up.Heart pounding.

The young noodle shop owner asked again, Ji Chennan swallowed his saliva, glanced at the signboard, and reported the first one.

Boss: "Are you eating here?"

Ji Chennan nodded in a daze.

The boss smiled and said, "Okay, please wait for a while."

There is also a sliding door behind the counter. He walked in, and when he closed it, Ji Chennan saw that there were woks, chopping boards, and various tools for cooking and noodles, which were probably mainly prepared here.On the big counter, there are all kinds of seasonings, sliced ​​beef with chopped green onion and coriander. It should be said that although the sparrow is small, it has all kinds of internal organs.Ji Chennan glanced over. On the left side of the counter, there was a wooden table with a notebook on it. It was not black yet. The picture paused. It was a woman in ancient costume and holding a long sword.In the middle is a small red swivel chair, and it seems that the usual range of activities is very small.

watching TV show?Ji Chennan thought, so ordinary?

He turned around and felt that he was demonizing others, so he hurriedly chose a seat and sat down.

The door was not closed tightly, and after a while, there was a scent.

The boss came out with freshly made noodles, wearing a pink Hello Kitty apron with a round neck inside and a prominent collarbone.Ji Chennan's brain froze, and he let go of all questions, and he had already lost the desire to eat noodles.

The boss lifted the board, walked out from the counter, put the noodles in front of Ji Chennan, and handed the chopsticks to Ji Chennan himself.

I don't know if it's the final conclusion, Ji Chennan floated to the waist wrapped in the apron, and felt that it was unexpectedly thin, and he could hold it with one arm.

The boss was puzzled: "Sir?"

Ji Chennan came to his senses, took it quickly, and the boss left with a smile.

The noodle bowl is light yellow porcelain, which is very hot from the hot noodles.The noodle soup is red, with a tangy aroma, filled with various ingredients, green onion and coriander paired with red ingredients, it doubles the appetite.It's a pity that Ji Chennan's heart was too shaken, so he could only stir it back and forth with chopsticks.

Ji Chennan asked: "Are there no guests today?"

"Ah, no." The boss responded belatedly, "There are usually no customers, and the location is too remote."

Ji Chennan: "There is indeed a bit here, don't you want to change it?"

Boss: "From the very beginning, I was looking at the cheap price. I can save as much money as I can, as long as it is enough to make ends meet."

Ji Chennan: "Then, why don't relatives and friends help spread the word?"

The boss is embarrassed: "I came alone."

Ji Chennan: "Come outside alone."

The boss smiled.

From the beginning to the end, the voice of the young boss was unhurried, gentle and comfortable.

It's completely different from the CD.

The voice inside is forbearance and full of pain, lovely and pitiful, unexpectedly seductive

Ji Chennan finished eating hastily, and went to the counter to pay. The boss told the price, and Ji Chennan gave Zhang the whole money, telling him not to look for it.The boss was slightly taken aback, and hurriedly asked for money. Ji Chennan waved his hand, praising his good noodles.

The boss was still taking the money, but Ji Chennan had already left with his hands in his pockets.

Ji Chennan had a dream that night.

It was pitch black in the dream, he was lying on the bed, someone was sitting astride him, twisting, the lines on his waist were like ambiguous snakes.

On the opposite side is a large mirror with rounded corners.

Lifting his head slightly, he could see the youthful back and protruding shoulder blades, opening and closing, like the wings of a butterfly.

He touched it slowly, feeling warm and erotic.

When Ji Chennan broke free from the long dream, a white light appeared outside the window.

After that, Ji Chennan would go to that small noodle shop to eat noodles from time to time.The small noodle restaurant opens at 12 am and closes at [-] pm. There will be more customers in the morning, but there are usually few people in the evening. Especially at the end of December and winter, few people will travel so far just to eat a bowl of noodles.

It took a long time to go, and Ji Chennan would say a few words to the boss from time to time, so the noodle shop owner remembered him.The two sides did not disclose much information, and with the usual vigilance and alienation of urban people, Ji Chennan only knew his surname was Song, and he would always call him Boss Song with a smile when eating noodles, while the other party called him Mr. Ji.

A month and a half passed intermittently, and in late February, the climate was still cold, the trees were bare and shady, and there was no sign of the coming spring.

Ji Chennan took a shower and lay on the bed. At 12 o'clock, his body was tortured by a day's work, tired and sleepy.

At this time, the mobile phone next to the pillow vibrated, and Ji Chennan half-closed his eyes to take it. It turned out to be a text message from his ex-girlfriend. The content was very short, just a sentence of "Are you asleep?", and the meaning was still unfinished.He watched, only to feel that time flies.

Ji Chennan looked up at the calendar beside the bed, there were several dates marked with prominent red circles.

I haven't been to Boss Song's small noodle restaurant for about five days.

When he was young, Tang Ming praised his rationality. If one thing ends, it will be completely over, and it will never be muddled.

Ji Chennan smiled, deleted the text message, and blacklisted his ex-girlfriend's number by the way, making her completely disappear from the rest of his life.Ji Chennan closed his eyes, thinking that it was time to go.

Last day of June.

The company dragged people to work overtime, and Ji Chennan's department desperately refused to let him go.

It was already 11 o'clock after get off work, and the supper stalls outside were in full swing, and the night lights illuminated the street, and everything was yellow and yellow.

Ji Chennan was dizzy from work, felt hungry, and didn't know what to eat.

When I went home, I felt deserted, and probably wouldn't be able to sleep for a while, so I walked along the road towards the small noodle shop.

It was almost 11:[-] at that time, Ji Chennan felt hopeless, Boss Song must have closed the door, raised his head, the classical lights outside were still on, and there was steam billowing out, unexpectedly.

The little owner of the noodle shop wrapped himself in a cotton coat and was scooping hot water outside. When he heard footsteps, he turned his head, and Ji Chennan stood not far away and smiled at him.

The little boss was surprised: "It's so late?"

Ji Chennan helplessly spread his hands, holding a briefcase in one hand and a suit jacket in the other.

"The boss asked for overtime," he said.

Little Boss: "It's been so hard. So... are you hungry?"

"A little bit." Ji Chennan asked, "Still open?"

Little boss: "No, but the things are confiscated. I can make them for you. I'm so familiar."

Ji Chennan: "No, it's okay, don't bother me at night."

"No trouble, no trouble." The little boss took two steps closer, "Mr. Ji often takes care of my business, and this little thing doesn't matter."

Ji Chennan was persuaded, and he had planned to do something wrong, so he just took the opportunity to go downhill.

"Then... just pack a bowl."

"Packing?" The little boss hesitated, "It's easy to pack noodles when you pack it back, so eat it in the store if you're not in a hurry, I just packed it up, it's very clean." Glancing at the wall clock in the store, he suddenly realized that it was late, so he changed his words , "...I'll pack it for you, wait a while."

Ji Chennan smiled and said, "Then eat in the shop."

The little boss was startled, took the iron spoon in his hand and put it on and off: "Oh, good."

He walked in quickly, with Ji Chennan walking slowly behind.

Ji Chennan: "Actually, you don't have to be so polite, Boss Song, every time I come here you give me a lot of side dishes, I'm so sorry."

The little boss was making noodles inside, his voice was muffled, and he said with a smile that it was all right.

The noodles are ready quickly, just like the first time, there is a lot of chili oil with chopped green onion and coriander, and there are plenty of beef slices.Ji Chennan untied his tie, and put the briefcase and suit on the chair next to him.The boss brought the table, pulled out the opposite chair, and sat down.

Ji Chennan joked: "With the boss accompanying me, Ji is lucky."

The little boss smiled, revealing a dimple.Ji Chennan always knew that there was a mole on his chin, but he didn't expect to find that there was also a mole in the corner of his left eye when he got closer. It was small, pale and gray.

Ji Chennan picked up the noodles with chopsticks and took a bite.

The little boss supported his head: "How is it?"

"It's delicious, no matter how you eat it, you won't get tired of it." Ji Chennan took a sip of the soup, his body warmed up, "Doesn't it usually close at 11 o'clock on time, why is it so late today?"

Boss: "Too lazy to go."

Ji Chennan: "Are you planning to sleep in the store?"

The man groaned.Boss Song has two homes, one rents a single-person apartment like him, and the other is in the store, behind the small pusher door. Sometimes it is late, so I just make do with the heating box in the store for a night.

Ji Chennan heard about it by chance, so he suggested to stay at home as much as possible. The store is independent and far away from the urban area, and the safety factor is too low.

The boss added: "Actually, I also think you are coming."

Ji Chennan: "What?"

The boss is shy: "Mr. Ji always comes every few days in a month, but this time he didn't come for five days, so he wondered if it was time to come, and the speed of closing the store was slow, but... no Thinking so late."

Ji Chennan: "Remember so clearly?"

Boss: "Mr. Ji is kind, kind, and so handsome, it's hard not to remember."

This is a bit ambiguous.

Ji Chennan: "The same goes for Boss Song. He looks comfortable and gentle. His girlfriend must be very happy."

"Me? No, no." He waved his hands hastily, "I haven't been in a relationship for more than ten years."

The hand holding the noodles paused, and something touched my heart.

Ji Chennan: "Not one?"

The boss smiled wryly: "I don't think I'm suitable for dating, and I don't know how to treat girls."

Ji Chennan didn't speak. The boss saw that the power of the induction cooker was still on, so he stood up and wanted to turn it off.Just as he walked by, Ji Chennan suddenly grabbed his wrist.Thin, soft, and very white, out of place in the night, the first turbulent tide among teenagers.

"So... what about the man?"

Ji Chennan pulled down suddenly, holding his face with his hands, looking for the other's lips, almost bumping into each other, when the two lips touched, there was a pain like a nerve twitch.The little boss was caught off guard, his fingers stuck into the noodle bowl, trembling with heat.

I instantly recalled that although more than 20 years had passed, every time I dreamed back at midnight, the ugly face of that man would shake in front of my eyes. His arrival was like a sharp knife, stabbing my future life in pieces.

The tongue sticks out and stirs skillfully, trying to seduce a hot dance.

The little boss reacted, his eye circles were red, and he struggled away like crazy, raising his hand and punching him.

His fingers were stained with hot soup, and when pinched in the palm of his hand, it was slippery, like blood.

"What are you doing!" he yelled.

The corner of Ji Chennan's mouth was numb from the beating, and he smiled crookedly, angry.

"If it's so intense, I don't have a boyfriend, so I don't worry."

The boss was panicked and couldn't speak clearly: "You, what are you talking about?!"

Before he let go of his hand, he exerted force, and the little boss was pulled to bend down.

Ji Chennan leaned close to his ear, his voice was lowered, his pretentious tone was broken, and very slowly, word by word, pierced into the little boss's frightened heart. "I've seen...the movie you acted in..."

The little boss bounced up instantly, but Ji Chennan still held on and kept smiling.

The last day of February, the beginning of March, spring is coming.

The author has something to say:

This is the author's true feeling [cover face], that little subject's back is really beautiful prprprprprr

He is so beautiful that I want to write an article for him, but I can't open my mind (._.)

Don't expect me to update normally, please boldly include this short story in your lifetime, okay?