dawn border
Chapter 1
The sound of the soles rubbing against the ground was frequently staggered, sharp and ear-piercing, amplified in the empty boxing gym.The sweat beads on the ground were not cleaned up in time, and if one accidentally stepped on it, the feet would slip.
The two people on the boxing ring moved their joints a bit, and they had been punching sandbags for most of the day, so there was no need to warm up at this time.The others also gradually stopped their practice and gathered around the ring.Although it is to watch the fun, but there is a bit of dullness on the face, it seems that this is a contest without any suspense, rather than caring about the outcome, it is better to see how long the loser can last this time.
The two men each occupy one side of the ring.The man on the right was wearing a gray short-sleeved tights that wrapped his swollen muscles. The black gloves bumped into each other, and his legs trembled before standing still.The other boy was a little taller and very strong, but his muscles were still growing, and he had lines that belonged only to teenagers.He was wearing a white loose-fitting vest, blue shorts, blue gloves, and beads of sweat hung on his crisp cropped hair.He stretched his body and jumped in place, striking a pose.
The coach blew his whistle, and saw the boy in blue gloves rushing towards him swiftly like the wind, dodging the opponent's first punch, followed by a fake move, close body, left uppercut, knocking the opponent to the ground in a wave.The coach paused for a moment, then blew a second whistle.
There was neither applause nor booing from the people around the ring, and they dispersed leisurely.The coach came over and patted the boy on the shoulder, "Not bad."
The boy nodded his thanks, bent down and pulled his opponent up who was lying on the ground. The opponent picked up the mouthguard that fell on the ground, and patted him on the shoulder in a friendly manner.
"Fang Xing!" A girl's voice sounded, the boy turned his head, stepped off the ring, and sat down on the bench at the entrance.
The girl with heavy make-up grinned close to Fang Xing, intending to wipe his sweat with her sleeve.Fang Xing dodged and took out his towel from the bag under the stool.
"Win again?"
"Yeah." Fang Xing wiped his face, and when he unscrewed the sports drink bottle cap, he asked her "how is it?"
"I cried! You didn't see her face, it was wonderful!"
"It's not too much, just scare her."
"Absolutely not! I promise!" The girl half retracted her hands into her sleeves, grabbed the cuffs and raised her hands to promise.
Fang Xing nodded.The girl bent down to see his face, smiled and leaned over, "Hey, I completed the task so beautifully, can I ask one more question?"
"You ask."
Although she got permission, the girl cautiously opened her mouth after observing her words, "Why do you hate your uncle looking for a girlfriend so much?"
Fang Xing was drinking a drink when he suddenly stopped, frowned and turned to the girl, "Xiao Cai Cai, Fang Liyang is not my uncle."
Xiao Youcai raised her hand again, "I know I know! But he is your elder after all, and I can't just call him by his first name just like you for your sake! Next time! Next time I will say 'that person', Or...'Then who', do you think so?"
Fang Xing was amused by her, and Xiao Youcai immediately greeted her with a smile, "Can you tell me why? I heard that children in single-parent families are very disgusted by their parents and find a stepfather and stepmother for themselves. I have no parents since I was a child." , I can’t understand, but that’s not your father. Besides, don’t you hate him too, whoever he wants to look for.” Xiao Youcai seemed to have forgotten that she was the one who asked the question, and Fang Xing’s nervousness before Smiling, he got carried away and talked to himself, "Oh! I know! Because of that who, who ignored you in those three years and left you alone in that ghostly place in Ling County, you hated him, so you didn't want him to be happy. , to prevent him from finding a girlfriend, right!"
"Shut up, you!" Fang Xing slapped Xiao Caicai so hard that his brain collapsed, he picked up his bag and stood up, and said to the coach who was watching another pair of sparring on the ring, "Coach, I'm leaving!"
Little Rapese covered her head and jumped up, "Fang Xing! Do you know how strong your hands are! Fang Xing! Wait for me later!"
"I'm going to take a shower, go back by yourself!" Fang Xing waved his hands with his back to her.
"Where's my reward!"
"I'll give it to you tomorrow! Go to work hard today!"
Xiao Caicai made a face behind her.
"Did you hear that!" Fang Xing suddenly turned around and nodded her with his finger.
"Know it!"
The water flowed down from the top of the head, just with a painful force, and the temperature was just close to body temperature.The muscle soreness slowly faded away with the water flow, Fang Xing observed his body.He observes every time and pays too much attention to the changes in his body. Even though he knows that his body is very strong among his peers, he still cares about those parts that are not strong enough.
The one he knocked down just now was a new member of the club. He said he was 27 years old, ten years older than himself.At first glance, he was very envious of the opponent's muscular body, full of the breath of an adult male, but it was a pity that he was an idiot.Some people's muscles are pulled out in the gym, but every muscle in Fang Xing's body is punched out. After the boxing gym, he will fight outside.Fang Xing's height is growing fast, he is not big, and he has a slender figure.Don't look at him looking slender on the surface, but his body is as hard as a piece of iron.But Fang Xing is still dissatisfied with himself. He complains that his age has restricted his development. Whether it is the outline of the face or the lines of the muscles, he always looks a little childish.
Thinking about it, he glanced down at himself.
He hasn't bathed at home since last summer.That day when he was taking a shower in the bathroom, Fang Liyang said, "I brought you a new pair of underwear", opened the door and came in.He didn't know why he was shy, he just let him see his body, and wanted to drown himself in the sink in shame, but Fang Liyang smiled disapprovingly, and slowly backed out. Said to him: "Growing very well."
I can imagine Fang Liyang's expression, the corners of his mouth are raised, his cheeks are brightened, his eyes are always covered with a layer of tulle, and there are fine lines at the end of his eyes, gentle like the water mist in the bathroom at that time.Fang Xing thought about his face, both excited and disappointed.After all, he was just a child in his eyes. He saw his body was calm and unwavering, and he could even make a comment with a smile.He squatted down in despair, turned on the sprinkler to the maximum, and watched the water wash away his desire, which may be suppressed forever, along with his despair.
At four o'clock in the morning, the beauties in luxury cars in front of the mask had already dispersed, and there were a few drunk guests dangling in front of the door, who were driven into taxis by security guards and young ladies.Masquerade is a famous nightclub in K City, and it is also notoriously chaotic.There are always social news several times a year, and occasionally show up on legal programs. There are always fights and disturbances, and the rumors about it are even more sensational.It may be because of this that aroused people's curiosity, the mask has gathered the most popularity in K City, and has become the most fashionable place for young people.
At four o'clock in the morning in mid-autumn, it was already cold, and it was very cold to be active in the daytime clothes at this time.Fang Liyang came out of the shop abruptly, his thin suit was frozen through in no time.It is inevitable to drink a few more glasses for entertainment in the store. I was in a particularly bad mood this day. I bumped into a few thugs who were looking for trouble, so I fought with them for half a bottle of wine in a fit of anger.Now dizzy, suffering from hunger and cold, he put on his coat dejectedly, and was stretching his feet towards the stairs, when he looked up, he saw Fang Xing sitting on the locomotive.
Fang Liyang has seen such a scene countless times.So much that he himself felt that he should be tired of watching it.But not.In the middle of the night, the lights of the city are scattered, and the street lights are warm yellow. Several beams of light hit the young man on the motorcycle like a natural studio, deliberately built for him.Fang Xing was sitting on the motorcycle with one foot propped on the ground. The leather jacket fit him perfectly. He was holding a helmet under one arm. He was still looking at the sky, but the moment Fang Liyang walked out, he turned his gaze to Fang Liyang.
"The stars are coming, but it's not over yet." Sister Ping exaggeratedly grabbed her mink coat, wrapped herself tightly, her legs were bare, and she ran down the stairs from Fang Liyang's side, stepping on high heels, to the side of the road. waving arms.
To be honest, Fang Liyang's anger has not dissipated.I had an argument with Fang Xing the day before because of the motorcycle.Fang Xing was under the legal age, and Fang Liyang was also worried that the motorcycle would be unsafe, so he advised him not to ride it, but he didn't know which nerve of the adolescent boy was touched, so he slammed the door and left before finishing his meal.He chased outside and saw that Fang Xing seemed to be angry with him on purpose, stepped on the motorcycle and drove at full speed, and disappeared like an arrow off the string.When Fang Liyang returned home, he blamed himself, worried that he would just leave without his helmet and knee pads, and he was angry again, what if something happened along the way.After thinking about it, I felt that I was right, and I couldn't get used to him in everything.
Fang Xing ran away and was never seen again.In the shop at night, Fang Liyang was restless, and then he saw that the gangsters who were about the same age as Fang Xing were especially displeased, so he went off to warn him.When he was about to leave the store, he thought that Fang Xing would never come to pick him up today.
Fang Liyang was probably overwhelmed by alcohol, and he was thinking about it when he didn't meet, but when he met, he became angry again.His eyes moved away from Fang Xing, and he turned his head to avoid him.
Fang Xing first honked the horn a few times behind him, seeing that he didn't look back, he drove straight in front of him.Without any explanation, he put the helmet on Fang Liyang's head, got out of the car, squatted on the ground and tied his knee pads.It was the same as yesterday, the same as the day before yesterday, and every day of the previous year and three months was exactly the same.Fang Liyang looked down at him, only to realize that even if he was squatting, Fang Xing's stature should not be underestimated. He was wondering when this child grew up so big, Fang Xing suddenly stood up, and the shadow cast completely covered him. he.
Fang Xing sat back on the bike by himself, put on his helmet, and said in a low voice, "Come on." He paused for a few seconds and then said, "From now on, I will only ride when I come to pick you up at night, not usually."
Fang Liyang lifted the windshield of his helmet, reached in to help his glasses.The glasses are flat, and I'm used to it as a pretense, and I always like to hold them up, making it look like myopia.At this moment, he seemed to see more clearly through the useless lens, Fang Xing's cheeks, which were blocked behind the helmet, were flushed.
He smiled and didn't say any more, telling himself in his heart that he should know how to communicate with adolescent boys, and remember not to push his feet.Sit behind Fang Xing, pat him on the shoulder, "Okay, let's go."
The speed of the car was still frighteningly fast, and the wind brought up the mink coat of Sister Ping, who couldn't get a taxi at the side of the road, exposing her bruised thighs from the cold.
The two people on the boxing ring moved their joints a bit, and they had been punching sandbags for most of the day, so there was no need to warm up at this time.The others also gradually stopped their practice and gathered around the ring.Although it is to watch the fun, but there is a bit of dullness on the face, it seems that this is a contest without any suspense, rather than caring about the outcome, it is better to see how long the loser can last this time.
The two men each occupy one side of the ring.The man on the right was wearing a gray short-sleeved tights that wrapped his swollen muscles. The black gloves bumped into each other, and his legs trembled before standing still.The other boy was a little taller and very strong, but his muscles were still growing, and he had lines that belonged only to teenagers.He was wearing a white loose-fitting vest, blue shorts, blue gloves, and beads of sweat hung on his crisp cropped hair.He stretched his body and jumped in place, striking a pose.
The coach blew his whistle, and saw the boy in blue gloves rushing towards him swiftly like the wind, dodging the opponent's first punch, followed by a fake move, close body, left uppercut, knocking the opponent to the ground in a wave.The coach paused for a moment, then blew a second whistle.
There was neither applause nor booing from the people around the ring, and they dispersed leisurely.The coach came over and patted the boy on the shoulder, "Not bad."
The boy nodded his thanks, bent down and pulled his opponent up who was lying on the ground. The opponent picked up the mouthguard that fell on the ground, and patted him on the shoulder in a friendly manner.
"Fang Xing!" A girl's voice sounded, the boy turned his head, stepped off the ring, and sat down on the bench at the entrance.
The girl with heavy make-up grinned close to Fang Xing, intending to wipe his sweat with her sleeve.Fang Xing dodged and took out his towel from the bag under the stool.
"Win again?"
"Yeah." Fang Xing wiped his face, and when he unscrewed the sports drink bottle cap, he asked her "how is it?"
"I cried! You didn't see her face, it was wonderful!"
"It's not too much, just scare her."
"Absolutely not! I promise!" The girl half retracted her hands into her sleeves, grabbed the cuffs and raised her hands to promise.
Fang Xing nodded.The girl bent down to see his face, smiled and leaned over, "Hey, I completed the task so beautifully, can I ask one more question?"
"You ask."
Although she got permission, the girl cautiously opened her mouth after observing her words, "Why do you hate your uncle looking for a girlfriend so much?"
Fang Xing was drinking a drink when he suddenly stopped, frowned and turned to the girl, "Xiao Cai Cai, Fang Liyang is not my uncle."
Xiao Youcai raised her hand again, "I know I know! But he is your elder after all, and I can't just call him by his first name just like you for your sake! Next time! Next time I will say 'that person', Or...'Then who', do you think so?"
Fang Xing was amused by her, and Xiao Youcai immediately greeted her with a smile, "Can you tell me why? I heard that children in single-parent families are very disgusted by their parents and find a stepfather and stepmother for themselves. I have no parents since I was a child." , I can’t understand, but that’s not your father. Besides, don’t you hate him too, whoever he wants to look for.” Xiao Youcai seemed to have forgotten that she was the one who asked the question, and Fang Xing’s nervousness before Smiling, he got carried away and talked to himself, "Oh! I know! Because of that who, who ignored you in those three years and left you alone in that ghostly place in Ling County, you hated him, so you didn't want him to be happy. , to prevent him from finding a girlfriend, right!"
"Shut up, you!" Fang Xing slapped Xiao Caicai so hard that his brain collapsed, he picked up his bag and stood up, and said to the coach who was watching another pair of sparring on the ring, "Coach, I'm leaving!"
Little Rapese covered her head and jumped up, "Fang Xing! Do you know how strong your hands are! Fang Xing! Wait for me later!"
"I'm going to take a shower, go back by yourself!" Fang Xing waved his hands with his back to her.
"Where's my reward!"
"I'll give it to you tomorrow! Go to work hard today!"
Xiao Caicai made a face behind her.
"Did you hear that!" Fang Xing suddenly turned around and nodded her with his finger.
"Know it!"
The water flowed down from the top of the head, just with a painful force, and the temperature was just close to body temperature.The muscle soreness slowly faded away with the water flow, Fang Xing observed his body.He observes every time and pays too much attention to the changes in his body. Even though he knows that his body is very strong among his peers, he still cares about those parts that are not strong enough.
The one he knocked down just now was a new member of the club. He said he was 27 years old, ten years older than himself.At first glance, he was very envious of the opponent's muscular body, full of the breath of an adult male, but it was a pity that he was an idiot.Some people's muscles are pulled out in the gym, but every muscle in Fang Xing's body is punched out. After the boxing gym, he will fight outside.Fang Xing's height is growing fast, he is not big, and he has a slender figure.Don't look at him looking slender on the surface, but his body is as hard as a piece of iron.But Fang Xing is still dissatisfied with himself. He complains that his age has restricted his development. Whether it is the outline of the face or the lines of the muscles, he always looks a little childish.
Thinking about it, he glanced down at himself.
He hasn't bathed at home since last summer.That day when he was taking a shower in the bathroom, Fang Liyang said, "I brought you a new pair of underwear", opened the door and came in.He didn't know why he was shy, he just let him see his body, and wanted to drown himself in the sink in shame, but Fang Liyang smiled disapprovingly, and slowly backed out. Said to him: "Growing very well."
I can imagine Fang Liyang's expression, the corners of his mouth are raised, his cheeks are brightened, his eyes are always covered with a layer of tulle, and there are fine lines at the end of his eyes, gentle like the water mist in the bathroom at that time.Fang Xing thought about his face, both excited and disappointed.After all, he was just a child in his eyes. He saw his body was calm and unwavering, and he could even make a comment with a smile.He squatted down in despair, turned on the sprinkler to the maximum, and watched the water wash away his desire, which may be suppressed forever, along with his despair.
At four o'clock in the morning, the beauties in luxury cars in front of the mask had already dispersed, and there were a few drunk guests dangling in front of the door, who were driven into taxis by security guards and young ladies.Masquerade is a famous nightclub in K City, and it is also notoriously chaotic.There are always social news several times a year, and occasionally show up on legal programs. There are always fights and disturbances, and the rumors about it are even more sensational.It may be because of this that aroused people's curiosity, the mask has gathered the most popularity in K City, and has become the most fashionable place for young people.
At four o'clock in the morning in mid-autumn, it was already cold, and it was very cold to be active in the daytime clothes at this time.Fang Liyang came out of the shop abruptly, his thin suit was frozen through in no time.It is inevitable to drink a few more glasses for entertainment in the store. I was in a particularly bad mood this day. I bumped into a few thugs who were looking for trouble, so I fought with them for half a bottle of wine in a fit of anger.Now dizzy, suffering from hunger and cold, he put on his coat dejectedly, and was stretching his feet towards the stairs, when he looked up, he saw Fang Xing sitting on the locomotive.
Fang Liyang has seen such a scene countless times.So much that he himself felt that he should be tired of watching it.But not.In the middle of the night, the lights of the city are scattered, and the street lights are warm yellow. Several beams of light hit the young man on the motorcycle like a natural studio, deliberately built for him.Fang Xing was sitting on the motorcycle with one foot propped on the ground. The leather jacket fit him perfectly. He was holding a helmet under one arm. He was still looking at the sky, but the moment Fang Liyang walked out, he turned his gaze to Fang Liyang.
"The stars are coming, but it's not over yet." Sister Ping exaggeratedly grabbed her mink coat, wrapped herself tightly, her legs were bare, and she ran down the stairs from Fang Liyang's side, stepping on high heels, to the side of the road. waving arms.
To be honest, Fang Liyang's anger has not dissipated.I had an argument with Fang Xing the day before because of the motorcycle.Fang Xing was under the legal age, and Fang Liyang was also worried that the motorcycle would be unsafe, so he advised him not to ride it, but he didn't know which nerve of the adolescent boy was touched, so he slammed the door and left before finishing his meal.He chased outside and saw that Fang Xing seemed to be angry with him on purpose, stepped on the motorcycle and drove at full speed, and disappeared like an arrow off the string.When Fang Liyang returned home, he blamed himself, worried that he would just leave without his helmet and knee pads, and he was angry again, what if something happened along the way.After thinking about it, I felt that I was right, and I couldn't get used to him in everything.
Fang Xing ran away and was never seen again.In the shop at night, Fang Liyang was restless, and then he saw that the gangsters who were about the same age as Fang Xing were especially displeased, so he went off to warn him.When he was about to leave the store, he thought that Fang Xing would never come to pick him up today.
Fang Liyang was probably overwhelmed by alcohol, and he was thinking about it when he didn't meet, but when he met, he became angry again.His eyes moved away from Fang Xing, and he turned his head to avoid him.
Fang Xing first honked the horn a few times behind him, seeing that he didn't look back, he drove straight in front of him.Without any explanation, he put the helmet on Fang Liyang's head, got out of the car, squatted on the ground and tied his knee pads.It was the same as yesterday, the same as the day before yesterday, and every day of the previous year and three months was exactly the same.Fang Liyang looked down at him, only to realize that even if he was squatting, Fang Xing's stature should not be underestimated. He was wondering when this child grew up so big, Fang Xing suddenly stood up, and the shadow cast completely covered him. he.
Fang Xing sat back on the bike by himself, put on his helmet, and said in a low voice, "Come on." He paused for a few seconds and then said, "From now on, I will only ride when I come to pick you up at night, not usually."
Fang Liyang lifted the windshield of his helmet, reached in to help his glasses.The glasses are flat, and I'm used to it as a pretense, and I always like to hold them up, making it look like myopia.At this moment, he seemed to see more clearly through the useless lens, Fang Xing's cheeks, which were blocked behind the helmet, were flushed.
He smiled and didn't say any more, telling himself in his heart that he should know how to communicate with adolescent boys, and remember not to push his feet.Sit behind Fang Xing, pat him on the shoulder, "Okay, let's go."
The speed of the car was still frighteningly fast, and the wind brought up the mink coat of Sister Ping, who couldn't get a taxi at the side of the road, exposing her bruised thighs from the cold.
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