Eros kisses Psyche

The moth was flapping its wings under the lamplight. Human eyes cannot see the wings, but only a cloud of hazy white mist.

Xu Budie wanted to stop the car, but Cheng Zhu couldn't stop him, and he was unwilling to take him; Xu Budie had to carry him on his back, and borrowed a tricycle for transporting leaves and brooms from the aunt of the park's environmental protection office. Anyway, it's not far away, so take him back by riding.

Professor Cheng lost all normal thinking ability, he was very happy sitting on the tricycle, and began to sing against the night wind.

Yes, in the current era, where is the time to sit on a tricycle?The night wind is gentle, and the moonlight is interspersed and sprinkled through the gaps in the street trees.This kind of car is the best for a drunk person. It is ventilated on all sides, and the sky and the earth are outlines; the only wall is the juvenile’s swollen back in front. In this weather, sweat rolls down the depression in the center of his spine, and his clothes are tight sticking to it, as if a small piece of lost summer suddenly evaporated in front of my eyes.

The white shirt revealed a little skin color, and the water droplets suddenly magnified infinitely. When he went uphill, he almost stood up and pedaled, and the lines spreading from his neck were like a young pony, tumbling, eating, eating, and spraying. Breathing thickly, the breath is hot.

As if by some wondrous revelation, everything was turned upside down and made new and interesting.Cheng Zhu stretched out his hand to touch the wet back, chasing the rolling, huge beads of sweat with his fingertips, all the way down to his lumbar spine.

Xu Budie almost bounced off the car seat. "What are you doing!"

He should be angry, but Cheng Zhu's face was flushed, and he was dizzy at all, like a Tathagata Buddha floating on a cloud: "Your back shaft is really good. There should be a sweat bead standing here."

Autumn suddenly bursts into dry air masses like midsummer, and everything can't breathe.

The tricycle slipped down the slope, and the night wind blew upwards; he suddenly wanted to let go of the handle and forget it, so what are you doing so desperately?The car will go down with a whoosh. It is difficult to go up, but it is easy to go down.There is a pond in the back, and they will fall into the stinking ditch.So what?They've been lying in vomit, and there's nothing in the world to make them stink.

But Xu Budie still hurriedly jumped off and pushed the bike steadily. When he couldn't ride anymore, he just pushed his head sullenly, like a driver of a three-set cart.

"Xiao Xu, are you angry?" The instigator enjoyed the service of the rickshaw driver without realizing it, muttering, as if he had been wronged, "You blocked my WeChat. I can't help it." Order takeout!"

Xu Budie wanted to explain, but then he thought, I explained to the alcoholic, what does he remember?He was hungry and tired, his patience was exhausted, and he didn't want to care about the former benefactor anymore:

"You drove me away first! The villain sued me first!"

"I didn't drive you away..." The drunk was inexplicable, waving his arms, "You're gone, I'm one-legged, jumping to the bathroom, the golden rooster is independent!"

"You just want me to be a nanny. It's hard to work without a nanny, right? You just hire a nanny! The salary is high, and now you can still have a master's degree!"

"That's different." He smiled and twisted his fingers. "The nanny won't block me. The nanny is very happy to hear that I don't let him work. The nanny won't take me for a ride."

"If you have money, what do you want? Give me the money, and I'll blackmail you a hundred times to satisfy your—needs!"

"Then I... I'll give, give you money, can you forgive me?"

Cheng Zhu took money out of his pocket, but who puts money in his pocket these days?He took out the invitation letter, took out the crumpled napkin that he didn't know whether he had blown his nose, took out the membership card that he didn't know where, and took out the draft that he drew to pass the time. All the leaves were stuffed onto Xu Budie's body.

Xu Budie had nothing to say, Cheng Zhu's hands were hot, trying to find every pocket on his body, one kept touching, the other hid everywhere, pushing back and forth but refused to welcome, sporadic passers-by began to Look them up with a strange look and go around. "Why do you drink so much..."

"He said, when I feel bored, he will criticize it. If I don't drink it, I won't give him...face."

"..." Xu Budie paused, the routine on the wine table was so familiar, "Who said that?"

"Boss Zhang from the City Planning Bureau... he signed... always makes it difficult for me!" Cheng Zhu was proud again, "I'll give him face! I drank a cup! One mouthful, there's nothing left! The face is once—— — Enough!"

Just to add a few meters to the red line and elevation of the site, it is really hard work.But Xu Budie is well aware of such a weird and useless system. When he was only 17 years old, he followed his father to see those "relationships", and was also forced by such a drinking bureau.In order not to let him drink, his father had to take care of everything, talking dull words with a red face, and frequently showing the bottom of the cup; but even so, he was still drunk, and the euphemistic name was "teach you Learn to be a man."The expensive liquor scoured his throat, as if it had been scorched by fire. It was painful and hot, mixed with the compulsive language of countless people, showing a blatant desire to control.

Xu Budie sighed softly.But looking back now, even this is a good memory.

"...What about Lele?"

"...Let me, Teacher Xiao Wang, help... take care of me for one night." Cheng Zhu has a kind of determination that a strong man will never return, "I know... city planning, environmental construction, they will not let me go. Take death as home."

"You don't bring a graduate student either." He remembered that his father used to go out to socialize, and he loved to bring the interns who had just been sent, the juniors who had just joined the job, and the like.

"Children...Qiyi, and Guangruo, which ones are not held in the hands of parents? They can drink some wine, can drink Coke... If there is anything interesting there, don't take them."

so good.These words were fluffy, although they were not aimed at him, but the little lump in Xu Budie's heart was gradually dispelled.

Sanlu couldn't go in when they reached the gate of the community. Fortunately, because of the previous police car incident, the security guards recognized the two of them and made an exception to let them in.Cheng Zhu also staggered when he got out of the car, it was obvious that his legs were not intact, Xu Bu helped him for a long time, but he couldn't get out of shape at all, so he squatted down and motioned to him: "Forget it, I'll carry you on my back."

If it was a normal Cheng Zhu, he would definitely refuse or hold on; but now Cheng Zhu, who is drunk, asks him what to answer, and he no longer has the shackles of an adult, only the heart of a child.

If people are like this when they are drunk, the smell is not unacceptable at all.

Xu Budie carried him into the house, into the master bedroom, stripped off his coat and trousers that were stained with filth and dust, and fell into a drowsy sleep, as if there was only a pool of rotten meat left.Xu Budie is used to serving unconscious people. He is very experienced in undressing and changing clothes, turning over and wiping himself. He is light and fast. After twisting a hot towel to wipe his body, he found that his elbows were covered with bruises on the ground. The gravel was scratched, and I wanted to find a pajamas, but there was a lesson from the past, and it was not easy to open other people's wardrobes, so I simply stripped Cheng Zhu clean, leaving only a pair of underwear, and dealt with him over and over again like a fish , Tucked into the quilt and wrapped up.

After finishing all this, he went to get some sugar water and fed it to Cheng Zhu with Lele's straw.Only then did he have time to look around the master bedroom. He was concerned about privacy in Cheng Zhu's room before, and Cheng Zhu always closed the door, so he had never entered Cheng Zhu's room.There is a picture hanging on the head of the bed, maybe it is the place where the wedding photo is hung before the printing.But other than that, it seems that other parts remain the same. There are night lights on both sides of the bedside table, and there are different models of chargers on the tables at both ends.

Time seemed to stand still in this room than outside.Xu Budie's eyes wandered to the bookshelf in the distance, on which was a photo frame that had been covered upside down on the table.Xu Budie even believed that when he opened the closet, he should be able to see women's clothes. Lele probably didn't come to this room very often. It was like Cheng Zhu's cocoon. There seemed to be an entrenched soul staring at it coldly. he.

Xu Budie was shocked, feeling that Cheng Zhu lived in this kind of space, and he was really resentful, and he didn't seem like the type who was deeply in love, did he really like his ex-wife so much, how could it be like this?Is that a woman worthy of love?But if she's really that good, why did she keep Lele?At first glance, Cheng Zhu didn't look like someone who had any special obsession with his son's succession of the family. He probably didn't have any obsession with anything other than sculpting clay figurines. Isn't it usually the case that the woman wins over the child?

Of course, Xu Budie had no way of asking about this kind of thing, he opened the windows and doors to let in the air, Cheng Zhu smelled too strong of alcohol.Don't look at him being crazy, singing, being honest and teasing people just now, but now he has recovered, and there is some discomfort behind him.Sure enough, after a while, he began to vomit acid water, and his body was as red as a cooked shrimp, but he was covered in cold sweat when he touched it.Xu Budie took a basin for him to put on the bedside for emergencies, went to the kitchen to have a look, and the leftover ingredients he bought last time, found some mung beans and sugar stew, at this time he didn't care Last Cheng Zhu didn't care about privacy, so he dug out a bottle of toilet water from the living room, boiled hot water, twisted a hot towel, sprinkled the toilet water on it, and rubbed and wiped his chest, back, elbows and temples over and over again. Cold sweat is much better.Xu Budie remembered that he saw his mother use it for him when he was a child following his drunken father, but he didn't expect it to come in handy here.

Xu Budie wasn't afraid that he would vomit - he had done all the dirty work of taking care of burn patients in a vegetative state, Cheng Zhu's little problem was nothing serious, Xu Budie would know if he moved a little He still needed water to vomit, and he fed the boiled mung bean soup intermittently overnight.

Cheng Zhu was not completely unconscious, he seemed to have woken up for a while on the way, and his tone of voice was normal. When he was drinking mung bean soup, his expression was not completely confused. He fixedly looked at Xiao Xu, as if he was the same as usual: " Why are you here?"

Xu Budie was embarrassed for a moment: "I'll leave in a while."

"No, don't go..." He muttered in a low voice, and subconsciously reached out to grab Xu Budie's hand, "Why does everyone have to go?"

Xu Budie was a little embarrassed, thinking that he must not have mistaken me, so he bit the bullet and explained: "I have to return the car."

Cheng Zhu said affectionately, "Don't be angry, I hired a cleaner...the room must be cleaned."

Xu Budie was suddenly poked at the center of the matter, blushed, and was incoherent for a while, flattered: "I'm not angry... You don't need to hire cleaning, so why don't you give me the money?"

Cheng Zhu continued to be affectionate, holding his hands and looking at his tearful eyes, which made his back tremble: "Come here..."

"No, no, Professor Cheng, let me go..."

This sick and delicate man with a red face and naked body (snapped) has hands like iron hoops, and Xu Budie couldn't get rid of him——Professors should be weak, but the hands of the sculptor holding the knife are all It is a cocoon, which is itchy, and it is hot and painful, as if the throat has been scorched by wine.

One centimeter, another centimeter, and another centimeter... The smell of wine was tangy, the red lips were slightly parted, and then...

"vomit--"

I knew it.Xu Bu repeatedly thought helplessly.

The sky was bright, and two naked men were sitting on a purple lace bed, looking at each other silently.

Cheng Zhu: "..." The clothes were messy all over the floor, the boy in front of him was breathing unsteadily, his face was red.

Xu Budie: "...things are not what you think."

Cheng Zhu: "What mistakes did I make, can I undo it? Can you give me another chance?"

Xu Budie: "...No, it's not that serious. Don't worry, I promise not to tell about it."

Cheng Zhu: "...I'm even more confused when you say that?"

He looked at his naked body with some guilt, um, the underwear was still there.

Xu Budie hesitated to speak: "Actually, it's not a big deal, the main thing is that you insist on giving me money."

... This sounds more problematic, okay?Cheng Zhu looked at Xiao Xu's naked body again with guilt, tsk, it's good to be young, the skin is like satin.Looking again, the wrists are slender, and the two five-finger prints on the top are bright red, which fiercely shows some kind of coercion... PLAY.

He hurriedly looked away again.

"Mr. Cheng, we are all adults, it's okay to help each other with such a small matter." Xiao Xu said.He blinked, "I don't want your money either."

The alarm bell in Cheng Zhu's heart kept ringing: "...I am a teacher. I am a teacher. I teach and educate people. I can't make principled mistakes." After a meal of feelings instilled in himself, he became taller, and Xiao Xu hesitated to speak in front of him. There are [-] different interpretations in the expression of the little aggrieved eyes in an instant.No matter how you look at it, you are still a child. You can see that the bones of this body are still being pulled out. When you stretch it out, you can see two rows of ribs, and a tight and narrow waist that is sunken underneath.

His eyes froze, he sat upright, took a deep breath: "...then what do you want?"