fool and beggar

Seeing that he didn't answer, the fool became anxious and stubbornly handed the plastic bag forward, but he didn't dare to go too far.Repeatedly in a panic:

"It's delicious, the buns are delicious, the candy is delicious, eat."

The boy's stomach made a rumbling sound, and he was also hungry.When he opened his eyes, he didn't even look at the bun in front of him, and his brows didn't frown anymore, as if he had gotten up after getting up, he still had the golden stone voice.

"Don't understand? I don't want it, take it away." He didn't have the vigor of ordinary young people, and his words were clear.Pure Mandarin, like an announcer on TV, hiding anger, like threatening people.

The fool doesn't know if he really doesn't understand, and he doesn't know that it's annoying.Even whispered softly, like coaxing a child, "It's delicious, buns, candy."

So far, I don’t know how many years the fool has lived in the village in the city, and I don’t know how many times he has failed to deliver candy.The number of successes is so pitiful that it can be broken with one hand.The population of this urban village moves fast, and the only people who don't move are fools.

The child listened to his parents and avoided him from a distance, afraid that this was a slapstick, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, afraid that some kind of ecstasy was put in the candy, afraid that he would turn over so many tattered and germs, afraid that his hands There is AIDS in the scratch.They are afraid of many things, but they dare to pick up a stone from a distance and throw it at him.

A fool never forces them to ask for it, nor will he follow them. He will only eat the candy that he wants to give away after they leave. This is his daily life, and this kind of thing always happens in his life It's like nothing happened.It feels like he has never had the concept of being disgusting, as if this tendon has been cut, and this area of ​​​​the brain has never existed.In the matter of giving candy, his repetition rate and forgetting rate are really like a goldfish.

Like a goldfish swimming in this urban village.

This goldfish actually remembered something, as if he had come to his senses,

"It's not dirty, I washed my hands, I didn't touch the buns just now." His voice was a little louder, as if he was proud that he had washed his hands and they were clean.

I don't know if there are only two expressions on the boy's face—expressionless or frowning.His temper should not be very good, the kind of internal fire, the kind that usually looks calm, but can explode when teased.

He started to frown again, and he realized that the idiot really didn't understand, he was so wrinkled that the dangling stitches were twisted out, the fire pressure was not suppressed for a long time, and he was so angry that he wanted to swear, he knocked down the plastic bag containing the buns in the idiot's hand The plastic bag was tied in a knot, and the bun didn't fall out when it fell to the ground.Instead, sugar was sprinkled all over the floor.

"I said no, what a fool!" He couldn't help being angry, angry that the fool was meddling in his own business.He took a deep breath and growled the word "fool" in a low voice.

He just glanced at it and knew that the person in front of him was definitely a fool. How can a normal person pick up bottles like him?After holding back for a long time, I didn't want to scold him, but finally I was so annoyed by him that I couldn't choose what to say.He frowned, pursed his lips, and felt that he was disgusting, and he used a person's flaws to insult and make fun of him.He wanted to apologize to the fool in front of him, but he couldn't say it.

The fool squatted on the ground and gathered the spilled sugar into a hill not far from the boy.Hearing the young man yelling at him, Lu Tang's hand paused.

"It's not a fool..." He lowered his head in a low voice, with a nasal voice, he was almost forced to tears by the words, although he was wronged, but with his silly movements, he was not convincing at all. No.

The fool finally realized that he might really be a little annoying, he pulled out a candy from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth.Many people have said that he is a fool, that he is clearly and secretly, in front of his face and behind his back, and also has neuropathy such as lunatics.For some reason, he just didn't want to hear the boy call him that.

The boy leaned against the wall weakly, not only because the idiot's crying tone aggravated his condemnation of himself.I also feel that I am really tired today. After sleeping for a long time, how can I be so tired.He closed his eyes, covered his eyes with his hands, and sighed, the long, slender fingers covering his eyes were dusty.There are also a few scabbed scars.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't call you a fool." The boy put down his hands, straightened his waist, and looked at the fool, still gloomy.The tone was solemn and full of apology.

The idiot was very happy at once, thinking that the candy in his mouth was really sweet, sweeter than eating five together.But he still didn't give up, even though he was so annoying just now.

He lifted the bun and patted the dust on the plastic bag. Although the dust in the plastic bag had no effect on the bun inside, it pushed the candy on the ground a little closer to the boy.

"Buns, delicious, sugar, delicious, you eat." The same sentence, the words have not changed, but the order has been adjusted.

The boy wanted to hit the wall, but unfortunately he didn't have the strength, so he had to slam the back of his head against the wall desperately. He raised his chin and looked at the fool who handed over the plastic bag. He sighed again, and took the plastic bag from the boy weakly.

"Okay, I'll eat."

He lost.