rush to score

That day, the air smelled like chewed bubble gum.There are many such ordinary summer days, school and home, two points and one line, dull and boring.

On Friday, Liang Xi, who was on duty that day, thought he was unlucky. When everyone else came home from school or ran to the basketball court, he was responsible for aligning all the tables and chairs, and then dragging a mop about his height Wipe the classroom floor clean.

In the quiet classroom, the sound of footsteps coming from the corridor was very clear. Liang Xi raised his head and saw the physical education teacher standing at the door.

It was a stocky man, retired from professional football, with a formidable mass of muscle and a scrunched face.However, the boys liked him very much, because the physical education class he taught always left a lot of time for them to play freely, and occasionally played basketball with a group of children on the basketball court.

They call him Brother Jun.

However, Liang Xi didn't like him.

That man always looked at him strangely. He seemed to admire Liang Xi's sports talent, and he always liked to let him come to him in front of the whole class, and then praised him... while patting his shoulder, rubbing Passing the back of his neck with a smile on his face, he told other students to learn from Liang Xi.

Liang Xi, who was praised, was not happy, his shoulders and neck were itchy after being touched, and he felt that the man's smile was flattering and had ulterior motives.

However, no one ever told him everything about sex.

Looking back now, nine or ten-year-old girls may have been taught to learn to protect themselves and not let the opposite sex touch their bodies at will... But no one has ever told a little boy not to let the same sex touch himself at will.

So, when the male teacher said that he wanted Liang Xi to go to the office to help him sort out the materials, he agreed.

Sweaty skin, dirty and rough palms, ugly and distorted face... These are Liang Xi's memories of that day.The man held his hand, reached for his pants, smiled and said to him, please do the teacher a favor.

What are you busy with? !

The little boy wanted to withdraw his arm in horror, but he couldn't break free due to the absolute difference in strength. The man was grinning, and the ferocious purple thing touched his soft palm.

Lu Mingchuan appeared at the office door with the basketball in his arms. The first thing he heard was a shrill cry. The basketball slipped from his hand, his pupils shrank, and everything in front of him seemed to be in slow motion.

The cold and salty sea water evaporates in memory, leaving dry and bitter salt.

Lu Mingchuan still can't describe his inner feelings when he saw that scene. It's like overthrowing and rebuilding all the memories from birth to the present. The heart is contracting rapidly in the chest cavity, and the stomach is rolling... Nausea, disgusting!

The way the man looked at Liang Xi, the things in his trousers, he was holding Liang Xi's hand, his...

"Brother, save me!"

The ear-piercing scream came into his ears, and the moment before the molester turned around, Lu Mingchuan almost subconsciously grabbed the metal desk lamp on the desk, and smashed it on the back of the man's head when he bowed down.

If any adult can see this scene, he will definitely be shocked by the fierceness in Lu Mingchuan's eyes - this is not the look that ordinary children would have. He did not hesitate at the time of his attack, and he hit the brainstem firmly and accurately. .

Warm blood splashed onto Liang Xi's face. He stared blankly at Lu Mingchuan. The pure eyes that belonged to children were incompatible with that gaudy summer day.

Time is stretched and flattened, memories are shredded and reassembled.

No one mentioned that evening to Liang Xi again, that psychedelic summer day seemed to be just a nightmare, the blood was cold, and the air like bubble gum was woven into a cobweb, wrapping the white dreams of childhood.

The human brain is a strange thing, chemically so similar, yet behaving so differently when confronted with the same thing.

Liang Xi's memory chose to bury it, Lu Mingchuan failed to forget that ugly face full of desire, he kept having nightmares, dreaming of Liang Xi's scream, he cried, brother, save me.

The agitation of adolescence seemed to be going against him. One day, when he dreamed of Liang Xi's crying face again, he woke up to find that he had wet the bed sheets—the nerve in his brain that had been tense all the time. It was cut off instantly, and within a few seconds, he hallucinated to hear a deafening sound.

The safe house I built for myself collapsed again.

The teenage boy threw up in the dark while hugging the toilet.

Disgusting eyes, obscene eyes, and the most primitive desires are like swamps in the jungle, where unfortunate youthful enlightenment blooms in the mud.

Lu Mingchuan asked repeatedly, what is the difference between his thinking and that gay scum?

Fortunately, there are too many ages that start with a word that are easy to change. When he was pulled to look at the white and tender flesh of men and women intertwined in the comic book, he felt his extraordinarily "normal" desire bursting out... no peers Shame, on the contrary, Lu Mingchuan let out a long sigh of relief.

But at that time, he had already discovered that Liang Xi was overly dependent on him.

After that incident happened, because Lu Mingchuan hurt someone, the Lu family was the first to deal with it, and they chose to suppress it.

So, on the second day when Liang Xi woke up, everything seemed to have never happened, that person disappeared, and there was a new female teacher in their class, who was amiable and still deeply loved by the students.

Liang Xi never mentioned the incident of that evening to Lu Mingchuan again. He smiled innocently, grabbed Lu Mingchuan's clothes and called him "brother"; Shouting that I'm definitely going to win the game next time... nothing has changed.

However, Liang Xi seemed increasingly unable to tolerate Lu Mingchuan disappearing from his sight.

With a drooping expression, Bai Xuzhou accused Liang Xi and Lu Mingchuan of getting closer and closer. He said, Lu Mingchuan, you have to take care of everything. When my brother grows up in those years, do you want to take care of him for the rest of his life?

The boy had his hips akimbo like a grown-up, and he was the youngest of the three, but he put on the most mature look: "You can do without brother Niannian, don't keep looking at him, as if he took The next championship is all your credit."

Lu Mingchuan woke up startled.

Liang Xi's dependence on him has exceeded the limit, and this dependence is two-way - he has no way to stop taking care of Liang Xi. Years, we must protect him, otherwise...

However, his Niannian is not a dodder tree to be attached to, he has his own blue sky.

At the Youth Championship when he was 14 years old, Liang Xi lost because of his excessive trust in him, followed by another sentence of "like", which shattered all of Lu Mingchuan's psychological defenses.

He finally decided to find a way to separate from Liang Xi.

One point is four years...