Reservoir Dogs

"Hiss... Huo Yunjiang, do you have a fucking brain problem!!"

"Don't move, I'm not very skilled, so don't move."

"Stop me... Huo Yunjiang!!"

"Shh."

"Huo Yunjiang, I'm your mother!!" Fu Jingsan inhaled wildly in pain, and even cursed at others.

Huo Yunjiang was indifferent to his abuse, as if it was true what he said, he would not listen to it, let alone be affected.Fu Jingsan wanted to resist, but he really didn't dare to move, for fear that Huo Yunjiang's tattoo gun would be directly inserted into his hip bone if he shook his hand.He turned his head sideways and looked back vigorously, only seeing the other party's extremely serious face.

He seemed to be completing some fine work that required 100% concentration, his brows were slightly frowned, his thin lips were pursed, and he couldn't be more serious to outline something on Fu Jingsan's flesh.

It was too painful, and before one wave of pain could be endured with the help of breathing, the next wave of pain came again.

When the pain was severe, Fu Jingsan slammed down on the bed while cursing, almost going crazy.His aura of cursing gradually weakened as time went by, and the yelling turned into a grunting grunt, occasionally revealing two weak gasps, and then he yelled "ah".

No matter how much he scolded or screamed, Huo Yunjiang remained indifferent, but there was an inexplicable enthusiasm in his eyes.

"... Huo Yunjiang... you bastard, bastard, bastard..."

"All right."

The sound of the machine finally stopped, and the hand on his waist was released. Huo Yunjiang changed hands and threw the tattoo gun into the trash can.

Fu Jing hurriedly got up from the bed, wanted to touch it but didn't dare to touch it, so she ran to the full-length mirror and looked sideways.Huo Yunjiang had a few scrawled letters tattooed on his lower back on the left side. The black handwriting was very dazzling on the skin, and there was a strange red around the edge.

"..." Fu Jingsan has been scolding for as long as he has had the tattoo, and now he can't find the words to curse, "Fuck, I really fucked..."

As soon as Huo Yunjiang stretched out his hand, he dragged him back to the bed: "Lie on your stomach, you still need to apply medicine."

"Did I kill your whole family in my previous life, and you want to torture me like this?" Fu Jingsan said, "What are you writing about!"

The other party took out a cotton swab, dipped it in the anti-inflammatory and anti-swelling ointment, and wiped the area carefully just like applying chilblain ointment to him before.

"Have you never heard of it in English class, you don't even know 'mine'?"

"……do not know."

"mine."

"what?"

"It means 'mine'."

Fu Jingsan buried her head in the quilt, gritted her molars and said, "You fucking..."

For Fu Jingsan, the matter of tattooing has no meaning in itself.He neither thinks tattoos are annoying, nor does he think tattoos are cool, in short, he is completely indifferent.But Huo Yunjiang tattooed him with his own hands, and it still has the same meaning——Fu Jingsan suddenly started to have a sore nose, feeling disgusted with this ridiculous relationship for the first time.

Whether it's the words to offset the debt, or the meaning of the tattoo, everything makes him feel like a thing.

To put it bluntly, it is no different from those who come out to sell themselves, but the target of sale is very fixed, and the scope of authorization is still very wide.He not only slept with Huo Yunjiang, but also allowed him to leave marks on his body... Slave, yes, it was as if he had become Huo Yunjiang's slave.

He felt humiliated, so humiliated that his eyes were soaked with tears, and he didn't even have the desire to get angry.

After Huo Yunjiang finished his aftermath, he pulled up his underwear before he said, "Are you hungry, go out to eat?"

"Huo Yunjiang, why on earth are you doing this..."

"Because I like you," Huo Yunjiang said, "I want to do this."

Fu Jingsan suddenly understood.

As naive as Huo Yunjiang, he just wants to hold the things he likes in the palm of his hand. To prove ownership, like writing a name on a new book just bought, it is only natural for him.

He got up silently, pulled off the clothes and pants thrown on the sofa and quickly put them on, wrapping up his jacket just like when he came.When he passed by Huo Yunjiang, the other party thought they were going out together, so he quickly got up and asked, "What do you want to eat, there is a shopping mall nearby..."

"Huo Yunjiang." Fu Jingsan said in a low voice.

"Ok?"

"I'm going back."

"why?"

Fu Jingsan walked towards the door unhurriedly, opened the door and walked out: "I just want to go back."

He slammed the door without looking back.

Fortunately, Huo Yunjiang didn't chase him out and let him go.

Fu Jingsan walked to the street and took a big breath of fresh air, and the hunger came up belatedly.Rubbing his stomach, he turned around and walked into an empty small noodle shop, and ordered a bowl of cold noodles.While waiting for the noodles to come, he stared at the greasy table in a daze; the boss was not focused on doing business, and moved lazily and casually, putting the red oil cold noodles in front of him, just covering the greasy dirt .

Fu Jing regained consciousness three times, broke off the disposable chopsticks, and forced herself to concentrate on eating noodles without thinking about anything.

He didn't taste anything, but the more he ate, the faster he ate, the bigger his mouthful.He swallowed the noodles until he couldn't chew them twice, and then put another mouthful into his mouth; he finished eating a bowl of noodles in less than 3 minutes. After wiping his mouth with a tissue, he pulled it out of his pocket. Money comes.

When he went out, he stuffed some loose change randomly, and the change was actually Huo Yunjiang's.

Upon realizing this, a strong nausea and cold came out.

Fu Jingsan moved quickly, took out the corresponding amount and threw it on the table, and left the noodle shop without saying a word, walking with windy speed.

The thing was that from the moment he realized that he liked Huo Yunjiang, it became very disgusting.He and Huo Yunjiang are not people from the same world at all, he knows it very well in his heart; but in the name of liking, whether he spends the other party's money or integrates into the other's life, it seems to be normal.

But that was all an illusion, the essence of what he had accidentally forgotten was that Huo Yunjiang was his creditor.

The creditor has a bad character, and his methods are full of tricks.

Anxiety grew infinitely in the dense thoughts, and before Fu Jingsan walked out of that street, he felt that the cold noodles from just now had all returned to his throat.

He suddenly got into the alley next to him, leaned on the wall and bent over to vomit it out.

"Don't go to evening self-study? Fu Jingsan, you don't like to study. The teacher has always known, but now it's the second year of high school! It's the third year of high school soon, and now I'm working hard, and I can improve by a few points! Many students are in the second and third year of high school You just started to get ruthless, don't give up so easily..."

"Mr. Wang, I don't want to go to university." Fu Jingsan lowered his head, unconsciously twisting his hands in front of him, "I don't have the money to go to university."

"..." The head teacher didn't expect him to be so straightforward, and was obviously taken aback, "Don't make up excuses..."

"it is true."

Fu Jingsan said in a deep voice, his face was burning hot, and he was so uncomfortable that he died.

"My parents died early, and my elder sister took me all the time... She has tuberculosis now and can't support the family. I don't want to drop out of school, just... can I not go to study at night..."

"...If you have difficulties at home, you can tell the school, the teacher and classmates will definitely help you..." "No."

As expected.

If the family is poor and both parents are dead, you can immediately get this kind of sympathetic words, and a sympathetic look as if you can empathize with yourself.

Fu Jingsan just couldn't stand this, couldn't stand others treating him like a dying dog on the side of the road.

"Mr. Wang, don't worry about me, I'm not a material for studying." Fu Jingsan continued, "Can you give me approval..."

The head teacher babbled again, and finally agreed.He was probably too lazy to tell Fu Jingsan how to think about the future, seeing that he was about to go to the third year of high school, those who wanted to read could read it themselves, and those who didn't read it were barely useless.These seemingly equal boys and girls, their lives have gone to different branches and different endings in more than a year.

Fu Jingsan walked back to the classroom without looking at Huo Yunjiang with his head down.

The other party seemed to be okay, he should read books and write inscriptions, as if nothing happened in the hotel on the weekend.

Since the second semester of the second year of high school, many people stayed in the classroom to do their homework at noon. Everyone was shrouded in the haze of the college entrance examination, which made the classroom always filled with low air pressure.Fu Jingsan didn't like to stay in the classroom, so he simply bought two steamed buns and ran to the rooftop alone.

He leaned against the fence and gnawed on the tasteless steamed buns; within a few minutes, footsteps were heard in the stairwell on the roof, Fu Jingsan subconsciously turned around, and then saw Huo Yunjiang coming up with a drink.

He sighed lightly, turned his head and continued to look at his scenery.

"Are you still angry?" Huo Yunjiang walked to him and passed the hot drink in his hand to him, "Drink something hot."

"No." Fu Jingsan turned his head, neither reaching out to pick it up nor looking at him.

The other party didn't force it anymore, took his hand back, and took a sip by himself: "If you don't like it, just wash it off, and no one can see it."

"...Don't tell me these things, I don't want to hear them."

"What did you go to the office for this morning?"

"It's none of your business."

"I just care about you."

"I don't need you to care!" Fu Jingsan roared in a low voice.

Huo Yunjiang spoke lightly, with a smile in his words, and full of sarcasm: "... lost your temper?"

"... Huo Yunjiang, can't you put yourself in another place and think about it?" Fu Jingsan said angrily, "I suddenly pressed you on the bed to give you a tattoo, do you feel comfortable?"

Huo Yunjiang thought for a while, and said seriously: "I don't mind."

"You're fucking sick..." Fu Jingsan said so, and after giving him a hard look, he turned his head and left.

The month-long cold war between the two of them began on this day.It was said to be a cold war, but in fact it was Fu Jingsan who unilaterally ignored him; Huo Yunjiang was still the same as before, every day when he went to the corridor to pour water, he would pour him a glass by the way.

Seeing Fu Jing leave after three nights of self-study, Huo Yunjiang once asked him what he was going to do.

He didn't say anything, but it didn't take long for Huo Yunjiang to know.Some student heard about it at the door of the office that morning, and then it became a casual gossip, which quickly reached Huo Yunjiang's ears - Fu Jingsan had no money to study, couldn't go to evening self-study, and moved bricks outside.