Lucky Records

Song Lan slept very restlessly all night, with many and complicated dreams, and her mind was in a mess. Apart from dreaming about his mother, she also dreamed about his mother.

Later in the middle of the night, he couldn't stand it any longer. He gritted his teeth and crawled out of the warm quilt twice to urinate.

Song Lan's family lives in a private house, an old house in the old city.Because of the age of that kind of house, the underground pipes cannot be laid, so there is not even a decent toilet.When I want to go to the toilet, it is the same as 30 or [-] years ago. Men will go out and turn to the public toilet to put it away. Women will put an enameled spittoon at home with a plastic cover on it, so they can handle it at night in winter.

Song Lan likes vests and boxers all year round when she sleeps, so when she goes out to save trouble, she just casually wears a mid-length down jacket outside without even a pair of pants underneath.

He wore only a pair of cotton slippers with his bare legs, and went to the public toilet that was only covered by three walls. Even with the insulation of the down jacket, when the front zipper was opened, the cold air penetrated into his skin instantly.

After running back and forth like this twice, Song Lan still caught a cold when she got into bed again.

In the second half of the night, I was in a daze, and my body began to feel hot, and I felt like a dreamy ghost.

When I woke up the next day, I was woken up by my own physiological reaction. I lifted the quilt and saw that there was a lot of wet on the bottom of the boxer pants.

Song Lan was quite frightened, only when he was 16 years old he had this kind of reaction a few times, after that, it was rarely like this.

He hurriedly jumped out of bed and went to the cabinet to search for his underwear. Unexpectedly, his feet felt sore when they touched the ground, and he almost fell into a dog's position.

When he changed his pants and went back to bed, he opened his eyes in a daze, and then remembered the dream he had in the second half of the night.

Like a dream, like a fantasy, like a fake or real, he dreamed of two men entangled together, lingering and tossing, that kind of picture was similar to those small films he had seen before.After thinking about it, he felt that it was not right. Not only did he turn the small piece of men and women into men and women, but his dream was actually more beautiful.

In the end, it was in line with their rhythm, the strength and speed of the sprint, and in line with the moving and tactful ravings in the dream that were awakened.

I really saw a ghost, Song Lan lay on the bed and thought, the lingering feeling seems to be very real, it is neither uncomfortable nor disgusting, but it makes people feel a little... endless aftertaste.

Song Lan had a headache, closed her eyes and cursed, then her mind turned to that dream again, recalling and pondering it hard.

The door of the outer room was almost falling apart after being photographed, so he lazily got up and opened the door. When the door opened, it was Shi Qing standing outside.

Song Lan walked back in a hurry, and asked Shi Qing to close the door by the way.When Shi Qing entered the back room, he had already got under the quilt again, only his head was exposed outside.

The light in the room was dim, Shi Qing went to open the curtains, and then saw Song Lan's blushing face.

"Yo, what's the matter? You're blushing, what did you do wrong?"

"Fucking! I'm sick."

"Sick? Are you sick?" Shi Qing smirked, "I saw your underwear in the bucket outside. It's early in the morning, Brother Lan, take care of yourself!"

"Your mother, did you come here on purpose to find trouble?"

Song Lan didn't have the strength to yell at him, her voice was trembling, and while talking to him, she closed the quilt tightly under the quilt.

Shi Qing sat on the edge of his bed with his big buttocks, and touched his forehead with his hand, "I'm really sick, and I felt hot for a while. What happened last night? You went home before I waited, and you walked back?"

The shop where Shi Qing worked was on the other side of Huaihai East Road, not far from the old city where they lived, and it would take half an hour to walk back if they walked quickly.

Song Lan usually likes to count money. Usually, he doesn't sit in other people's cars when he can rub against them, and he doesn't take a taxi when he can walk.He left before ten o'clock last night, which is still early for Shanghai, so Shi Qing guessed that he must have walked back.Last night there was another wave of cold air, that's why he might get sick, otherwise his physique would be really hard to catch a bit of cold.

"My mother saw someone I shouldn't have seen at your place last night. Not only did I catch a cold, but I also got needle eyes, okay?" With resentment in his mouth, he turned his face away from Shi Qing after speaking.

"Why is there a needle's eye? Let me see." Shi Qing went to break him, maybe he was really weak, but he broke him in one go.

Under the light, there is a face with swollen eyelids and a little listless. In Shanghai dialect, it is a "getter face" (something that has not been cooked, here refers to a face that has not woken up), but this face is because of its good skin. Bai Nen looks quite eye-catching.

"It's not long!" Shi Qing was really serious, holding Song Lan's face and examining it a lot.

"What did you see that you shouldn't see?"

Song Lan didn't sleep well all night, her eyelids were swollen, her eyes were sore, and she didn't have much interest in looking at anything, because Shi Qing held her face all the time, so she looked at him, but when she looked at him, her eyes couldn't close together, it was scary like that, He tried his best to stare at Shi Qing, and finally said, "It's nothing, I didn't see anything. I woke up last night and went to the toilet to catch a cold." After a while, he said, "Two men hugged each other and kissed for a long time."

The latter sentence is almost inaudible like a mosquito.

Shi Qing was stunned for a while, then let him go suddenly, rolling backwards and forwards with laughter.

"Brother Lan, don't you know how to make you like this just because you saw two homosexuals kissing? Are your trousers wet? Hahahaha."

Song Lan turned her back and cursed, "Get out!"

Shi Qing on the side was still laughing, it was the first time he saw Song Lan's expression, a little angry and a little embarrassed, as shy as a little daughter-in-law.

When the laugh was almost over, Shi Qing went to break him again, but this time he didn't move.But he didn't care, he babbled behind him, "Brother Lan, there are too many things like this now, our store happens every day, and you will have more chances to see each other in the future."

Seeing Song Lan still not moving, he leaned over, "Let me tell you, there are even more explosive ones."

After he finished speaking, Song Lan turned to look at him.What's even more exciting... Are they the ones in my dreams?Song Lan didn't dare to talk to Shi Qing about this again, for fear that he would continue to laugh at him for having a problem with his thinking, didn't he say that he thought about it every day and dreamed at night?When he was full, he entertained him with his own affairs.So I changed the subject and asked him why he came so early in the morning?

Shi Qing got up and threw the clothes he put on the chair over for him to wear one by one, saying: "Get up, my mother cooked a pot of chicken soup today, and I want you to come to my house for dinner."

It was almost noon when Song Lan called the stall owner to ask for leave, and then dawdled to get up and brush her teeth and arrived at Shi Qing's house.

At noon, apart from Shi Qing's family and Song Lan, several poker friends Shi Qing's mother usually played with were also there.

There were so many people talking and so many things to talk about. I don't know who suddenly started talking about the demolition issue in this area.

When that person started, other people on the table also began to pour out what they knew,

"Do you know? Allah is going to demolish here."

"It's finally going to be demolished. It's been said for several years that nothing happened. The Wang's Wharf next door has already been demolished."

"Everyone is going to get rich (this time it's going to be rich). Every household in the Wangjia Wharf next door is allocated several houses. The same is true for Allah. If you don't give it, you won't leave. Screen prison!"

"I heard it's a new deal this time, and it seems that they won't get that much money."

"Cen, it doesn't make sense for others to make a fortune from demolition. It's Allah's turn to do the punching! Do things!" Someone is doing something on purpose!)

A few older people were muttering there, Song Lan and Shi Qing finished their meal and drank the chicken soup, and were about to go to the sofa to sit and play games, when they got up, Shi Qing's mother asked him: "Song Lan, your family Who is the owner of the house now?"

Song Lan paused, "My dad!"

A neighbor interjected: "It's okay, I'll tell the relocation team that you and your father are going to separate. It's absolutely fine for your family to get two sets."

Song Lan didn't think too much, smiled at the aunt, turned around and prepared to leave.

"I think it's better to find a way to change the head of the household. The relocation team is very bad when Lao Song is not here. Song Lan will be at a disadvantage if he has to find someone who can shout loudly."

Another aunt was there to offer advice.

The neighbors of the old houses here are like this, because unlike the single-door public houses, who like to take care of themselves as soon as they close the door, the neighbors here are also a tripod (the best) to take care of other people's affairs. In short, they are warm-hearted .

They said a lot, nothing more than helping Song Lan find a way to get more money, Song Lan followed them and nodded in agreement.

In the afternoon, because her head was still hurting, Song Lan didn't sit at Shi Qing's house for a long time before returning home.Shi Qing said that the boss has been in the store for the past few days, Song Lan decided to take a rest for a few days before going back.

In fact, he hasn't recovered from the scene last night, mainly because he was curious and couldn't stop thinking about it.After thinking about it all afternoon, he fell asleep in the evening. When he woke up, it was already [-] o'clock in the evening. He got up to go to the street noodle shop to take care of his stomach. When he got up, the proprietress of the fabric market called again.

Song Lan picked it up and heard that he was asked to go to the shop once.The boss and the proprietress picked up a batch of goods in Zhejiang and sent them to the gate of the market tonight. Because Song Lan lives nearby, the proprietress asked him to collect it.

When he arrived at the gate of the market, he finished collecting the goods and moved them to the stall in piles. After half an hour passed, Song Lan, who was already so hungry that his chest was stuck to his back, just pulled down the roller blind of the stall, and a few times flashed by the gate of the market. silhouette.

It was the eve of the Chinese New Year during this period, and the police on duty in the street repeatedly reminded everyone to pay attention to the safety of their belongings. It was dark and cold at this time, and it was conceivable that they could wander here.

Thinking of this, Song Lan didn't care about safety or not, how many people were there on the other side, and chased them out directly after looking for those shadows.