Confessions of S

It was dark, and Bailu had just passed.The dew-soaked streets are cold and damp, like a badend story, stretching out peacefully in the night mist.Through the half-closed window, the light of the night window flickered like a butterfly's wings, catching his eyes damned.

Before he could react, he was already walking on the street again.

Two weeks and three days have passed since then.Lu Mucha snapped the white phone cover on with two fingers, feeling a hollowness stretching in his heart...Of course, half of it was because he was worried that the police would come to his door.What about the other half?He couldn't tell the other half either.

So far, the police haven't come to the door, and Mu Cha understands that either his method has been fooled, or... Lu Wen is dead.

No matter what kind, he will have no future troubles, he is still the original Lu Mucha, elite, elite, complete and clean, right?

Tightening the gray cashmere scarf around the neckline, the young man put his hands in his pockets, raised his head and smiled.The laugh was neither complete nor clean.

This semester is over... The report card is now in the Boston bag beside him, and he is about to leave this city; although two months later, he will return here in the business class of an exotic airline, back to the "Owned Glass" Corridor’s Asia’s No. [-] Campus” and continue to be his “Visiting Scholar”.

It is easy to see the future of Lu Mucha.

He'll graduate, get a job, this or that; he'll start a family, have a baby, this girl or that girl.The other party should be gentle and beautiful, should be Xiaojiabiyu, and everything should satisfy him, just like the best answer sheet given by a genetic selection.Everything is edited and boxed, everything is like a living specimen soaked in a transparent saline jar, looking out at the world through the glass. Everything of every day is a copy of copy of copy.

Tomorrow he will continue to live, but feel nothing.

Taking the packed white lunch box from the boss, Mu Cha picked up the plastic bag and sniffed it.Well, it is indeed the most famous Malay fried rice restaurant in the most famous night market in the city.Red pepper, ginger flower, galangal, turmeric, and the hot Dongyan sauce seemed to penetrate the plastic lunch box, scorching his side face with scalding heat.

He is so eager for change and thirsty for excitement.Although I can hold back today, what about tomorrow?The day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow... how long can he bear it?

It was late at night, and the air was gradually cooling down.In the distant night sky came the sharp whistle of the fire engine, and the golden night window was as bright and dark as moths to a flame.

The youth turned the corner and continued to look for something to cheer him up today.

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My cao, my cao, my cao!

Apart from these two words, he couldn't say anything.Standing on the street, holding a shiny bank card in his hand-he paid the hospital bills, and there was less than 3 yuan in it.

It was already late, and when the cold wind blew, he sneezed.

After Lu Wen woke up from the darkness, the police came.

The slightly older police officer put his leg on the other and said slowly to him, "This is yours, right?"

Black, no-brand, with badly worn corners—it was indeed his mobile phone; it was searched by the young man at the beginning, and it has been missing for three months.

According to the police, he used this mobile phone to call 120, and when the ambulance came to pull him, he was carrying a bank card issued by his own ID card; "he" used that card to pay the rent to the landlord. , There is still a call record between "he" and the landlord at that time in the mobile phone.

If he is willing, the police can even provide the surveillance video of "he" depositing money into this card.

"Don't watch, it's not me in the video—" Lu Wen said.

"Your name is Lu Wen, isn't it?"

"Yes, but—"

"Age 27 ID number XXXXXXXXXXXXXX?"

"Yes, but—"

"That's right, it's you in the video."

"If I fucking say no, I'm not!" This time he finally yelled out, and the police officer who looked like a janitor didn't have time to interrupt him--"I don't know if I went to the bank or not! Besides, how could I be so stupid?" How much does it cost to rent this kind of son’s house?”

But the policeman gave him a meaningful look.

"Young man," said the janitor, "cherish yourself at a young age. Which store sells your mexadone?"

Mesa...?

"It's easy to have hallucinations if you eat too much methadone. When people have hallucinations... how should I put it, it's easy to do something to yourself."

"..."

"It's impossible for me to make this here, right?"

"I can't possibly tie my hands behind myself!"

"This..."

"We found the call records with prostitutes in your mobile phone..." ("Ah, it's you again, don't pester me, damn M! Let me tell you one last time, bragging costs money , Playing bundles also costs money! Even, well, yes, I, bundle, you also need to spend money!")

My cao, my cao, "I'm cao!"

When the cold wind blew, Lu Wen sneezed.The warm-toned night windows flicker in the wind, embedded in the side walls of the building, like holes in a huge cardboard box, from which light leaks out, thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of millions, like moths flying over the fire Bright and dark.

Looking around at the strange streets, strange windows, and the strange silhouettes in the strange windows, Lu Wen stood in the cold wind, feeling at a loss.

At the end of his line of sight, white tents, blue smoke, dense crowds, seems to be a temporary mobile market; the aroma of roasted naan, choking cumin, and burnt meat kebabs come together... Stomach He squirmed disobediently, and the attack was so fierce that the man had to bend down miserably and hold the cooing place with his hand.

Is it... autumn already?What month is it now?He shrugged.

He was wearing a soft two-tone T-shirt and a ski jacket—unsurprisingly, clothes that he had no memory of at all.

Meixadone, right?Hallucination, huh?Looking at the night sky, Lu Wen smiled.

The clothes and money are all made by drinking that?I should have known - I drank a few more fucking sips!

The wind passed through the ear canal, and the sound of the ambulance wailed in the ears; the silver card in his hand flew into the trash can, and the man strode across the street corner.

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"lighter!"

Lu Mucha didn't remember anything.If he was asked how he felt at that moment after many days, he had no choice but to say to others: ... I smiled.

Yes, at that moment Lu Mucha smiled.The rest of the memories are only fragments of shooting stars passing through the night - the man who turned from the front street corner, his eyes widened for a moment.Lu Wen stood in the night, grinning like an idiot; the body line wrapped in the T-shirt and black ski jacket I picked for him was so clear and handsome; like a child.

In the background is the starry wall of the night window.

It's been a long time since I saw this guy standing up.

so high?he thought vaguely.In the next second, he was exhausted.

Being hit hard on the back by an elbow, Lu Mucha bent down, "cough", his shoulder just fell into the opponent's hand; the opponent kindly helped him up and then——the knee instantly plunged into his belly.

The air in the lungs was choked out, tears filled the eyes... Cough, cough, cough!Lu Mucha said.But he laughed, laughed, laughed so hard that he couldn't help raising his hands to cover his eyes, but it wasn't aimed at a man.

Because, Lu Mucha heard it.

click.

A small, subtle crunch.Looking out from the squinted eyes, there are tiny cracks, inconspicuous spider lines; slightly raised his hand-click, "Hey-"-through the wavy cracks, the ends of the hair were dyed The golden man also stretched out his hand in this direction—click, click, click, click, click, click, click!

The air that had been isolated for a long time rushed in frantically, and the salt water swarmed out from his feet.Breathing greedily like a newborn, Mu Cha almost had to grab the man's front clothes to stand.

"Tsk, what are you doing?"

"Broken."

"what--?"

Mu Cha stood in the red night air full of water vapor, and the debris swirled beside him like raindrops.

The glass jar of Lu Mucha was broken.

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"What's the matter with mexadone?"

"As long as you give money, you can buy it in pharmacies."

"Then... where's the ji girl!"

"Bring her off and let her give false testimony to the policeman." ——Mu Cha couldn't bear to tell Lu Wen the truth.In fact, for the reliability of the testimony, Lu Mucha calmly asked to tie up Lu Wen on the phone ("I am M, can I provide related services?"), while turning down the lights, he really hired a prostitute to do it. .Well, anyway, he has already abused him like that, so it's not the same, right?

The cheeks were throbbing with pain and burning sensation, as if there was something foreign in his mouth.Lu Mucha lowered his head, bah.

Wow.He was startled.As expected of the other party.This also works!

One of the back molars will be knocked out for you.

"Cao, what are you laughing at!" With one hand still clutching Mu Cha's neckline, Lu Wen panicked.

"You're the one..." Mu Cha tilted his head, as if reckless, he reached out and touched the other person's face, but was avoided precisely—"Why are you crying?"

"What—your grandson is crying!"

The usual rude way of answering, baring his teeth like a wild dog.

But Mu Cha ignored him and narrowed his eyes somewhat severely.

"...Lu Wen?" he said.

"..."

"...Well, well?"

Still not answering, he stared straight and slowly into the light-colored eyes of the other party.

"That day, did you..."

That day.

Mu Cha hugged the other person's shoulders and tried his best to drag him out of the broken glass.

Lu Mucha stared at Lu Wen's face in disbelief.Under the short and hard eyelashes, the gap is slightly opened, and the bright golden iris seems to be still looking at her direction.down there...

Lu Wen's body shook violently, and Mu Cha realized that it was his hands shaking.

Hey idiot, are you still awake?Hello!

"Lu Wen..." Lu Mucha lowered his head.He called out his name, but it was probably the last time:

Are you crying?do you know.

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"I know...!" Mu Cha suddenly raised her head.

——Lu Wen?

It seems to be answering Mucha, and it seems to be talking to itself; the mind seems to be unconscious, but it is not completely unconscious.Brows frowned like shit in a stinky gutter, but—

"Let me go……"

Lu Wen begged him to say:

"Let me go, and I'll let you go."

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"What the hell?"

"Did you..." Mu Cha said slowly, "I said—"

"I, I, I, I see!" Lu Wen interrupted him, his golden eyes went up and down, but they just didn't meet Mu Cha's eyes.

"My lord, I've almost calmed down... This time, my lord will let you off a lot."

"Are there a lot of adults?"

"What's the matter!" The neckline was tightened again.

"No." Mu Cha closed his eyes as if fascinated by something. "No," he said, serious and yet smiling, "thank you for letting me go."