Belly Trojan

There is an unremarkable small pharmacy at the corner at the end of Guilong Food Street. On the glass covered with dirty posters, there are words "pay for medical insurance" that are not obvious after being repeatedly scraped and pasted.Fan Shu walked over familiarly, knocked on the glass, and someone opened the door for him from the inside, which was squeezed by the cargo boxes so that only one person could turn around. "...Ah Shu," the old man sitting in the porch had a bit of cataract, still looked at him with misty eyes, and smiled with a toothless mouth, "Is it Ah Shu here?"

"Brother Shu, why are you here again?" The guy who opened the door for him grimaced, looked him up and down for a while, and looked out quickly, "Brother Xiahu didn't follow you?"

"It's okay," Fan Shu said, "They've questioned you anyway." He took off his hood, his face was bruised and purple, and he must have more injuries on his body.

"I, I can only tell the truth, Brother Shu, you have seen it too, I still have Grandpa to raise..."

"What did they ask you?"

"I...I told you about the past...that you are a frequent visitor here, and we know each other well, so we dare not sell it to you, right..."

Grandpa opened his mouth and called again: "Ashu, your father... recently... how are you?..."

Fan Shu showed a wry smile, and raised his voice to answer, "Okay! It's okay, Uncle Meng!" Uncle Meng was a little demented, and he often thought it was still 20 years ago, and sometimes he would turn his head and ask little Mengzai, "Your mother What?...Why don't you come back to cook?"

Little Mengzai came over with a few boxes of medicine and stuffed them to Fan Shu, "Brother Shu, you should stop coming these days, we really, it was okay before, but now we have to rely on the prince for food, it's always so unclear You know, I'm not good at explaining to the higher-ups..."

Fan Shu glanced at the medicine box and smiled: "What's the matter, I didn't lose money. You sold it to others, and you sold it to me. I didn't report you. What's the matter, use this to fool me? "

Grandpa grabbed the medicine box in Xiao Mengzai's hand, and touched the box, "What's the matter, how do you do business? Ah Shu is here, don't you know what he wants?" He tremblingly stretched out his hand under the counter Go, find several boxes of Tramadol, "...Old Fan wants this,...the quantity is too small, he wants this..."

Xiao Mengzai frowned and pushed the medicine box down, "Hey, hey, well, I understand, I don't need this now, it's not strong enough..."

"Ah, it's not enough, then go and get it, give it to him," Master Meng waved his skinny arm, "Old Fan has that injury on his body, you don't know, when it rains...it hurts like hell, You can't eat it, you can't..."

Xiao Mengzai pursed his mouth, glanced at Fan Shu, and angrily took out several boxes of injections called "Little White Box" in the black shop. "Brother Shu," he said in a low voice, "You can use less control, although I know that your body is really hurting now...but if you use this thing too much, you can't get rid of it."

Fan Shu laughed, put the medicine in his pocket, and paid, "...Thanks."

"I told the crown prince that you have been taking medicine here in private all the time...but in fact, Uncle Fan...has been gone for a long time, right? Those medicines..."

"It's nothing to do with you and you'll be fine if you don't ask less," he said, taking a cigarette from the counter, "Don't worry, Master Meng and you have taken care of me and my dad for so many years, I won't drag you down. If someone asks you, tell the truth."

Xiao Mengzai asked from behind: "Then I'll tell the truth when the police come?"

Fan Shu paused. "Come on, I'm already like this, what can't I say?"

He walked back to Brother Lu's dilapidated clinic and found a place to lie down.He unscrewed the disposable syringe and bit it in his mouth, clasping the mouth of the injection bottle with one hand, while rolling up his sleeve to tie the blood vessel.Someone stood on the porch looking at him, and said quietly: "Look at your operation, you are not a novice." He glanced at the "small white box", which was not a usual patch on the market, but an injection. "What's the matter, the patches are not enough for you? Isn't it good to be so self-destructive, Officer Fan?"

Fan Shu smiled. "Let me tell a story," he sterilized familiarly, fixed the needle plug with his index finger, and pushed the needle down, "There was a mission that time, I was surrounded by people in the mountains, and the dark thunder blasted people, and the local people killed us. I was surrounded, cut off water and roads, and was not allowed to go out. Only I could speak the local dialect, and I was able to fool around and find the informant, but it was so painful that I couldn’t stand up, and I didn’t eat for a few days, and I didn’t have the strength at all.” He made a gesture, "At that time, I ate that tramadol like a meal, and poured down a tablet. Now, I can stand up and go down to spread the news. I was delayed in the village for a day, and the wound was about to fester. There was no specific medicine at hand, and I didn't dare to look for medicine in the village, so I had to goug out the rotten meat; fearing that I couldn't hold on, I took another dose."

Brother Lu looked at him.Look at him pulling out a cigarette and rolling his trousers. The old wounds around his ankles seem to be left over from leech bites. "I was afraid of being discovered by my wife when I went home, so I had to go back at night."

Brother Lu snorted, sat on his exclusive rattan chair, and played with the lighter back and forth. "Your wife doesn't know what you do?"

"Well, I didn't know before. There are secrets in our business."

"Then you can tell it's a policeman or something?"

"That's the truth. But I just got confused for a while, didn't I say anything..." He hissed, took off his shirt, and the blue and purple whip marks behind him were shallow, and there were more blood foam mixed with it. All stuck to the clothes.Brother Lu rolled his eyes, "I told them that if this continues, people will be killed. They are afraid that no one will give Yi Huazang a job, so they agreed to let you go, but I turned around and made a mistake. Big one, you just ran out? You are so strong, maybe you will be dragged out to parade in the street at night?"

He complained, but in fact he still brought medicine and thread, and deliberately wiped the disinfectant on his face without saying hello, "Come on, let me come, what are you doing?"

"……thanks."

"Thank you," he suddenly began to gossip, "If you want to thank me, why don't you tell me about your wife?"

"……what?"

"I'm a rough person, so I like to listen to those with a little bit of a prefix. For example, is it strong enough? I like how to do it more refreshingly? I have never had an OMEGA, so I don't know what it is like. Comparing with women Well, is there any difference? Would you like to go in?"

Fan Shu suddenly blushed.

"What, you are gambling on the road with your life, why are you blushing when you talk about your own wife?" Brother Lu made a gesture to pat him, "Don't you talk about it in your team? A group of old men gather together and don't talk about this say what?"

"I... I don't really talk much."

"Then talk about it. It's the ex now, so there's nothing you can't talk about."

"Where do you come from?" Fan Shu tried to muddle through, "There is nothing to talk about. It's very ordinary."

"That can't be done. For example, Xiao Biesheng is newly married. You go out and do a mission, just like the mission you mentioned just now. It's so thrilling, and you can count it as a narrow escape. If you come back, you won't be fooling around, just have a good time? "

Fan Shu shook his head. "He went back to sleep."

Brother Lu's eyes widened. "Is there something wrong with you kid? Or is your wife too ugly?"

"How is it possible!" Fan Shu retorted, "Damn it, my wife is pretty. Everyone I've met says she's pretty, okay?"

"Where's the photo? Hand it over and have a look!" With a cigarette dangling from his mouth and sutures hanging from his hand, he grabbed Fan Shu's cell phone with the other.

Fan Shu hissed as he struggled, "I don't have any photos in my phone."

"There is no picture and no truth, so why are you yelling?" Brother Lu cut off, and stopped teasing him. He took off half of his slippers, put his feet on the coffee table next to him, pressed the switch of the remote control, and hung up. The wall TV turned on, and the messy voices from inside could be heard.

One corner of the old color screen was broken, and the image was even a bit off-color; the blue-toned news background came out, and the situation of several candidates for the OMEGA Association was being reported.The most eye-catching one is undoubtedly the only OMEGA among them.

This is an open interview and debate, but even the camera lens seems to be free of money, and I can't wait to slap Ling Yanzhi in the face if I have nothing to do.Their resumes popped up line by line, several people shook hands with each other, and after everyone gave a brief keynote speech, they would enter the debate circuit.When it was Ling Yanzhi's turn, the camera lens wanted to cut out flowers.

"I know there is a question that everyone wants to ask, so why don't I ask it for them first," the host said kindly, "How did you decide to run for this position? OMEGA must face unimaginable challenges when running for the election. pressure……"

"One of the reasons why many people always feel that OMEGA is not suitable for politics is that OMEGA will face unlimited dangers when they go out on the street; so the best way is to stay at home, so as to avoid being hurt and causing more harm." He replied playfully, "But I am here, and I find that the gentlemen who compete and work with me are all people who stand upright. We are the most intelligent race in a country that has maintained civilization for thousands of years. We can completely control, Restrain and demand yourself. If it were not like this, there would be no birth of this grading system, let alone the existence of the so-called OMEGA Association.”

"An OEMGA told me, 'There are many things that people in this position don't understand'. The triangle is the most stable structure, so in this structure, the lack of voice and balance of any party will lead to The instability of this society. OMEGA is returning to the family for the development of the entire human society. Their voices should not disappear. This is the reason for the existence of the OMEGA. It is not only a kind of management and control, but also a kind of communication and convey..."

"...It's amazing, it's very tactful. The others don't look like good birds, and it's embarrassing for him to compare them to gentlemen." Brother Lu gave him anesthesia and said while stitching, "Is your wife as beautiful as him?"

Fan Shu couldn't speak, so he could only nod his head.

"Wow, you really are the beauty in the eye of the beholder—better than this, how beautiful that is—"

He looked at the camera moving past Ling Yanzhi's slender neck, and suddenly couldn't help thinking of how his out-of-control self pressed him against the wall that day, and how he penetrated him from behind without even making a fuck.He wouldn't have been so out of control before.Even if he ate tramadol that time, he still remembered to restrain himself when he came back, and he didn't wake him up despite the pain in the bottom; The smell stuck in his unaware dream, and he was even more afraid of being found filthy under the seemingly normal coat: I am not a good person.Blood has been stained on these hands, and something much dirtier than blood has been stained on this body.He would hold back, and Xiao thought about getting a shot, like getting rid of all the dirty and disgusting parts, taking a bath, rubbing clean until he could no longer smell the smell of the corpse, and then returning to the body. Only when he was beside the bed did he dare to hold the most peaceful part of his imagination into his arms.Ling Yanzhi is the so-called dream of the most beautiful "home" in his heart, and he is reluctant to let him be stained with those smells that can never be washed away.

But that day he completely lost control, and that scene had nothing to do with love/desire, it was just a conquest and bullying.At that moment, I seemed to be not myself, like the epitome of my father, like a person I never wanted to be in my life.