muddy boy

After the second year of junior high school, Chen Xingye packed up his wife and children and left Baoxiang. Before leaving, he told Chen Linhu a few things. Most of them were related to study, and a small part was related to life.

It may be because the time Chen Linhu quarreled with him years ago really pricked his heart. Chen Xingye resisted the evil behavior of his eldest son not staying home at night. We broke up and went back to our respective homes.

Zhang Xun heaved a sigh of relief. Chen Linhu finally stopped dangling in front of his eyes day and night. Teacher Zhang relieved this burden, but he couldn't tell whether he was happy or reluctant. It was quite complicated.

Compared with him, Chen Linhu didn't have any troubles. He went home and lay on his single bed, unable to sleep for several days. At one moment, he felt that the room was cold and needed a little sun, and at another moment, he felt that the bed was uncomfortable and too hard. .

In the end, I had to admit that there was no Zhang Xun in the room.

Thinking about this, when Chen Linhu went upstairs again, he was very irritable when he saw that Zhang Xun was eating and drinking like a normal person, and sleeping well.

While Chen Linhu felt it was unfair, he was the only one scratching his head and feeling uncomfortable. Zhang Xun didn't take him seriously at all.

On the one hand, he felt sore and bitter, yes, why did Zhang Xun take him seriously?

He couldn't sleep most of the night, lying on the bed felt ridiculous, a year ago when he fought with Yuan Yu, he never imagined that he would be like Zhuo Wenxing, of course he wouldn't equate Zhang Xun with Yuan Yu, Zhang Xun didn't Such a person, but just thinking about the things Zhuo Wenxing encountered later, Chen Linhu didn't know what to do.

Really unable to fall asleep, Chen Linhu got up and looked through Moments.

The holiday was over in a blink of an eye, and school had to start in two days, and the circle of friends was wailing, only Shang Qinghua was still posting photos with his girlfriend, Chen Linhu liked it, and went to Weibo to reply to some private messages and comments.

During the holiday, he updated another comic. The plot of Fat Cat and Bald Crane cooperating to rob the garbage dump was very difficult to draw. Fortunately, the response was very good, and several cute pet bloggers couldn't help reposting it hahaha.

While replying to a private message, Shang Qinghua's private chat came.

[Shang: Well, if you don’t sleep most of the night, you still give me likes. ]

Chen Linhu lay down on the bed and replied: [Can't sleep. ]

[Shang: I want to sleep but can't. Have you seen the midnight movie?My partner has to watch it, it's causing me a headache, and I'm waiting for the show to begin. ]

Chen Linhu remembered that he and Zhang Xun used the projector to watch movies at night during this time, and sat up on the bed and sent a message to Shang Qinghua: [Yes, I watched it at home. ]

[Shang: See for yourself?Ouch, poor single dog. ]

[Big Worm: I watched it with others, a horror movie. ]

Chen Linhu sent the title of the movie he watched first.

[Shang: With this huge boredom, won't you get sleepy? ]

[Big Worm: No, very excited. ]

[Yet:?Are you watching a horror movie, not a thriller? ]

[Big Worm: Just happy. ]

The opposite person, Shang Qinghua, waited for a long time before carefully sending a message.

[Shang: Are you talking about someone? ]

[Big Worm: No, but it's nice to be together. ]

[Shang: ... have you been planted, bro? ]

Chen Linhu was in a good mood at first, he didn't have many friends, most of them were like mentally handicapped children with incomplete brain development, only Shang Qinghua, the only one with an online EQ, could let him say a few words to resolve the small issues of the past few days Excitement and annoyance.

But Shang Qinghua's words cut his nerves like a knife, and for a while all the ups and downs surged up again.

Chen Linhu didn't reply, but Shang Qinghua sent a few more.

[Shang: It’s okay if you get planted, brother, take the initiative, maybe there will be results? ]

[Shang: If you like it, chase after it. If you can't catch up, you have to work hard anyway. The most important thing is to take the initiative! ]

[Shang: If you offered her the initiative and she didn't refuse, wouldn't that be the case? ]

Chen Linhu automatically replaced "she" with "he", and remembered that he shook Zhang Xun's hand in the snowy morning on the first day of the new year. Zhang Xun trembled, but did not shrink back.

He didn't know what that meant, and rationally felt that Zhang Xun didn't care. After all, they were old men, so holding hands was nothing.

Emotionally, I can't help but think deeply.

Chen Linhu plunged into the vortex of emotion, which is a way that is not in line with the mainstream, so that this emotion is covered with a layer of bitterness. No matter how sweet the inside is, it is inevitable to taste the bitterness first.

It was the first time for Husheng to encounter such a major setback. Chen Linhu slept all night in countless fantasies in his head, but he himself was open-minded and eager to learn. When he woke up the next day, he rubbed his chest and thought about it. He felt that what Shang Qinghua said was not unreasonable. The only one among my friends who has a partner, what I say is very confident.

So he washed his face and changed his clothes, grabbed a few mouthfuls of rice, and went up to the second floor with the spare key in his hand, using the privilege Zhang Xun gave him in an upright manner.

As soon as the door was opened, Chen Linhu froze without even saying the first word of the sentence "Have you eaten?"

Zhang Xun was holding his wet hair, shirtless and wearing shorts, coming out of the toilet to the bedroom. The water droplets on his two long legs slid down the tight lines, and he stared at Chen Linhu with his mouth open.

"..." Chen Linhu's throat was dry, and he turned his eyes away, "Why take a shower early in the morning, and don't wear clothes yet."

Zhang Xun let out a scream, and ran back to the bedroom without touching his feet: "What's bothering you? Who takes a bath and puts on clothes?!"

There was a water stain on the ground, and Chen Linhu stood at the door, the body he saw just now, and the powerful lines when he ran, seemed to remain in front of him.

Fat Cat turned to the door and stared at Chen Linhu, screaming "Meow" and flicking its tail. Chen Linhu slowed down, smiled at it, and said in a low voice, "Do you think he is shy?"

"What are you scolding me for?" Zhang Xun's voice came from the bedroom, "I heard what I told you!"

Chen Linhu heard the movement of changing clothes in the bedroom, and slowly changed his shoes, giving Zhang Xun time to change his clothes: "I scolded you for hiding the canned food from the cat."

Zhang Xun casually wiped off the water droplets on his body, pulled his clothes over his body, and couldn't hold back his joy when he heard this: "Instigate our relationship, without you, you are missing."

When Chen Linhu finished changing his shoes and walked into the bedroom, Zhang Xun had already put on his clothes and was pulling up his trousers. He turned his back to him and complained as he lifted them up, "You ran to me early in the morning. You don't even have the old lady to get free eggs." Diligence, hey, where is my belt, I forgot where to put it when you interrupted it.”

"You want to go out?" Chen Linhu asked with a glance.

"I ate everything I could eat at home except the cat, and I'm going to go to the shopping mall at the north gate to get some supplies." Zhang Xun turned around, "Did you see the belt? Is it at your place?"

Chen Linhu was absent-mindedly looking for Zhang Xun's unlucky belt, but his mind kept rewinding his memory, thinking that Zhang Xun's legs were really long, and remembering that time when he grabbed his ankle earlier.

The belt fell under the desk, and Chen Linhu pulled it out: "Is it this?"

"That's all," Zhang Xun said, "Pass it to me. It's been a long time since I lifted my pants."

Chen Linhu got up and raised his hand to throw it to Zhang Xun.

But Zhang Xun suddenly raised his hand to cover his head, and bowed his body subconsciously.

This movement came very suddenly, it was completely a conditioned reflex, Chen Linhu was stunned, Zhang Xun also reacted after finishing the movement, immediately withdrew his hand, and looked at Chen Linhu with some embarrassment.

The eyes were cramped, embarrassed and flustered, Chen Linhu understood it at that time.

I understand that this head protection action is Zhang Xun's usual defensive posture, how did he get the scars on his body, and understand that his father beat him like this.

Even though so many years have passed, these things can be said calmly, but the psychological shadow is hidden in a small corner, and even the body unconsciously retains some memories.

Zhang Xun is no longer a child who is afraid of being beaten, but he still responds to the gesture of a man holding a belt raising his hand.

Sometimes the scars left in childhood may not be healed for a lifetime. This is a very sad thing, because when you grow up, you will always feel that hurt is more profound than love.

"Hand it over here," Zhang Xun cleared his throat and smiled slowly, "The room is only this big, don't shake it around."

Chen Linhu didn't say a word, dropped the belt in his hand, walked over to hug Zhang Xun.

The thick, warm hug wrapped Zhang Xun tightly, and Chen Linhu's body temperature fell on Zhang Xun airtightly, pressing the back of his head to his shoulder with one hand.

Zhang Xun didn't dare to move, his brain exploded as if overloaded, and it took him a while to hold back a sentence: "What are you doing?"

"I don't know," Chen Linhu said, his heart ached enough, all those small thoughts were left behind, and he made this big move without hesitation, "I just want to hug you."

Zhang Xun knew what he meant. This kid looked like he was not distracted, but he was actually sensitive and smart.Zhang Xun smiled softly: "It's okay, the habits of childhood are all over."

"Then hug you when you were a child." Chen Linhu said.

Zhang Xun took a deep breath before suppressing the acid in his eyes.

Those embarrassing feelings were all erased and smoothed by Chen Linhu's hug. He didn't even have time and didn't want to think about whether Chen Linhu knew the meaning and emotion brought by this hug, so he raised his arms and hugged him back.

"Then I," Zhang Xun said in a low voice, "thank you for me when I was a child."

The hug in the small room on the second floor of the old family courtyard lasted silently for a long time before ending in the orange cat's meow.

I didn't feel it when I hugged it, and I didn't know why it was a little awkward when we separated.Chen Linhu was still feeling uncomfortable, quite uncomfortable, but Zhang Xun, the person involved, had the same expression as usual, he just turned his head quickly to light up the cigarette, clicked the lighter a few times before lighting it up, and said with lowered eyes: "I have to go out, book tomorrow I don’t have time to go shopping since I’m going to work as usual, are you waiting here or going with me?”

Even if Chen Linhu was a bit awkward as a tiger, he still recklessly wanted to follow until the last moment, and immediately said, "Go together."

Zhang Xun looked at him helplessly, his lips moved, but he didn't say anything. He tied the leash that made him embarrassed, and added food and water to the cat that had been barking for a long time, and the two went out together.

Recently, a bigger supermarket is on the street at the north gate of the Cultural Palace, and the two of them didn’t squeeze the bus with anyone. It snowed again yesterday, and the ground was covered with ice. The small e-donkey couldn’t be ridden, so they just passed through the Cultural Palace. It's time for a walk.

But this turn was a bit embarrassing, Zhang Xun was still immersed in the pain of embarrassment, he had always maintained a stable and dignified persona in front of Chen Linhu, but he didn't expect that once the collapse happened, he would fall into the ass on the main road It seems that there is no image.

Chen Linhu was feeling depressed, staring at the back of Zhang Xun's head, and couldn't help but wonder what kind of depressing life this person had when he was a child. At least one thing he could guess was that Zhang Xun must have had a very unhappy life.

One of their parents is too busy to take care of their son, and the other uses sticks. When pumping their son, they use the metal buckle of the belt to greet the flesh. Chen Linhu, as a free-ranging wild species, really doesn't know what to do. Can make Zhang Xun happy.

There were relatively fewer people in the supermarket after the new year, so Zhang Xun picked and bought a bunch of food and drink, and bought some of his favorite food for Chen Linhu, and even bought a few more cans of beer for Chen Linhu to watch at night. Drink it when there is a movie.

Chen Linhu was even more speechless, he was so obedient, he followed behind Zhang Xun to take whatever he was asked to take, and even took the initiative to carry the heaviest bag after paying the bill.

It was already noon when I came out of the supermarket, so I simply called old Mr. Chen, and the two had a meal outside.

Zhang Xun turned his face several times in the middle, and saw Chen Linhu's painful expression. He was quite embarrassed at first, but the more he looked at it, the more he wanted to laugh: "What do you want to eat? Claypot rice?"

"Okay." Chen Linhu nodded sadly.

"Forget it," Zhang Xun suppressed a smile, and said that Chen Linhu might not eat it once in 800 years, "Ma La Tang, I suddenly want to eat it very much."

Chen Linhu gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay."

Zhang Xun couldn't help it anymore, he laughed so hard that he almost slipped and fell to the ground.

Because the two of them didn't wear the Cultural Palace for dinner, they were going to walk from one bridge to another to find a shop. Chen Linhu quickly helped Zhang Xun so that his head didn't hit the bridge railing, and said with a frown, "Smile."

"No, I just think you are so special," Zhang Xun said with a smile, "cute. Oh, tiger, are you afraid that I will feel uncomfortable, hugging and rubbing."

Chen Linhu's mind was punctured, and he felt ashamed when he heard the word "cute". He believed that Zhang Xun didn't know what to do, so he turned his head aside in embarrassment and looked at the river under the bridge.

"Hey, hey," Zhang Xun saw that he really pissed people off, and he couldn't bear it any longer, he bumped into Chen Linhu with a smile, "Have you lost your temper with me again, Chen Linhu?"

Chen Linhu glanced at Zhang Xun, and the anger in his heart that was not considered to be angry immediately dissipated. He leaned against the bridge railing and said in a muffled voice, "No."

"Okay," Zhang Xun put down the things in his hand, lay on the bridge railing, looked at the cold winter sun and the flowing river in the distance, and lit a cigarette, "It's like remembering my childhood, I really don't want to Forget about it."

Chen Linhu turned around and leaned side by side with him, and said in a low voice, "Stop lying."

Zhang Xun fell silent, smoking a cigarette and looking at the children who were picking up stones and throwing them away on the grass by the river.

"I also liked swimming when I was a child," Zhang Xun said suddenly. "In the few years after being picked up by my parents, I can still dream of swimming."

Those kids by the river were doing very well in the water, they could laugh for a long time when stones hit the water, chattering, they were purely happy.

This kind of happiness only belonged to children, Chen Linhu didn't speak if he couldn't make fun of the two adults on the bridge.

"It's embarrassing today," Zhang Xun turned his head, looked at him and smiled, "For the sake of saving face, forget about it."

Chen Linhu wasn't sure whether Zhang Xun made him forget the wound he accidentally exposed, or the hug in that room.

But no matter which one, Chen Linhu was a little inexplicably angry.

He felt like an outsider who couldn't fit into Zhang Xun's track, and didn't count if he saw it. He couldn't even understand why Zhang Xun didn't even have the kind of buddy friendship with Duan Qiao, as if he was separated from him.

Chen Linhu came up stubbornly, but couldn't bear to step on Zhang Xun's self-esteem, and glared at Zhang Xun angrily, staring Zhang Xun in a daze, bent down to pick up the bag at his feet, without looking back Run down the bridge.

"Crazy?" Zhang Xun was dumbfounded, "Where are you going, Huzi?"

Chen Linhu stood still, turned his head and said, "Fucking shit! Are you coming or not?"

The author has something to say:

Damn I didn't write where I wanted to write (gritting teeth