Boys

Kuan had already made up with the little girlfriend just now, and Fanshu used the soles of his feet to figure out what he was going to do with his girlfriend, but he didn't stop him.Luo Laiba just broke up, and he was in a bad mood. I gave him some money and asked him to go to the hot spring to pretend to be rich. Seeing that the red envelope in which he put the money was thin, Sweet Potato sighed, but he thought that when he turned eighteen, Then I can do a more lucrative job, take my brother out of this ghost place, and just lie in an empty room with a fan and fall asleep.

At night, Potato woke up suddenly. He was half asleep and suddenly felt that his pants were being pulled down. He was startled and made a sound, but was suddenly covered by someone's hand. He was a little panicked and pushed the person away, thinking Give him a punch, and when it was the person who made the noise, Potato was taken aback, quickly pulled back the small sheet, and said tremblingly to the person: "Sharp, sharp... pointed big ㄟ..."

"Hey, sweet potato, come here..."

Brother Jiantou took a picture of his face with his mobile phone, the cold light shone on his face with that smile on his face, he kept waving his hands so that Potato was so scared that he couldn't move, he kept panting, he never thought that Brother Jiantou would climb up one day to his bed.This reminded him of the bad things in the past, some childhood things... For some reason, Fanshu suddenly felt that the surroundings were very similar to the room of his hometown in the east, and he returned to the thin and small self when he was seven or eight years old. , have no strength to resist what is about to happen to him.

Brother Jiantou touched the sweet potato, felt it around the crotch of the sweet potato through his trousers, and kept teasing with his fingers.Smiling, he said to Potato, "Take it off by yourself? Brother Axi Jiantou help you? Potato, brother Jiantou, you are so cute."

"Dad...dad...amane...masabakekay...kinawmasane...(Dad, I'm not...well...)" Sweet Potato felt confused and regarded Brother Jiantou as his father. , laughed haha, pressed his face with both hands and said: "Haha, I forgot how you escaped from home, Sweet Potato. When you think about it, Li Xihan has experience, matrilineal? Lu Lang Do... oh maternity... it's my father's experience. Haha... Be good, Brother Jiantou is gentler than your father, come on..."

Brother Jiantou held down the taller sweet potato. For some reason, Fanshu just watched Brother Jiantou trembling and muttering to himself. Brother Tou became more and more excited. He pulled down the pants and panties of the sweet potato with one hand, and clicked his tongue when he saw the genitals covered with pubic hair. ... Hehe, there is a way to dig..."

I picked up a cigarette, and when I was about to light it, I realized that this is a research room and not my dormitory, so I put the cigarette back.Sweet Potato was pressed on the bed, Brother Jiantou rummaged through his cabinet and backpack and finally found what he was looking for, a razor.Fan Potato looked at the thing he used to shave, which was slowly leaning into his lower body. Brother Jiantou deliberately touched Fan Potato's dick and said, "Move around, my little brother is ㄟ I don't see you, Potato. You Card good ㄟ..."

All the pubic hairs of Sweet Potato were scraped off by the pointed heels, scattered on his bed, the stimulation of the shaving and the play of Brother Jiantou, the half erection of Sweet Potato's penis was slightly raised, and the naked underside of him could be seen at a glance, only a few hairs remained The miscellaneous hair is on the top of the soft egg, and the pointed head looks at and plays with the sweet potato's lower body that dare not resist him. He is very satisfied and keeps scratching his root and says: "It's clean, is the sweet potato happy? Brother Jiantou shaved your hair clean .”

Seeing that Sweet Potato didn't respond, Brother Jiantou slapped Sweet Potato when he suddenly became angry. The sweet potato screamed but was covered by Brother Jiantou's hand. Brother Jiantou smiled and asked again when he saw the pain in the sweet potato: "Are you happy?"

This time Sweet Potato listened and nodded.But Brother Jiantou didn't care, he got worse and slapped Potato on the face, saying, "You'll be cheap if you do it later, love me as a hand and be obedient. Potato? Are you obedient?"

Sweet potato nodded vigorously, Brother Jiantou was satisfied at this moment... began to play with sweet potato's body.

In the small room built by the dark metal house, the sweet potato was kept going in and out of his body by Brother Jiantou, playing with his lower body where the pubic hair was shaved off, and Brother Jiantou asked Sweetpotato from time to time, saying: " Lin Laobei Shan Xi'an grasping Gan Li ㄟ Ga Jiantou and talking?" As soon as Fanshu heard this sentence, his whole body trembled, and he murmured in his mouth the aboriginal language that Brother Jiantou couldn't understand, closed his eyes, and the following The pain was forcing him to recall his childhood memories. Afterwards, Brother Jiantou shot his semen inside Sweet Potato, wiped his own semen with Sweet Potato's underwear, and looked at it spread out on the bed like a broken puppet. The same sweet potato smiled and played with the sweet potato's anus and said, "I didn't want to lose you. It's more embarrassing than playing a gong. Brother Jiantou will embarrass you in the future. Good boy, hahaha."

As soon as the pointed-headed brother closed the door, there was only Potato left in the room. Potato looked at the ceiling in a daze, tears never stopped, and the trembling sound in his mouth could not be stopped. He kept murmuring...

Rescue...A Tao, Luo Laiba, Da Kuan, Big Brother Dagong...Brother...Brother, save Du...Dug can take the lead...Dig, dug, Dagong, you have to work hard, digging is useless, Dig dig, dig ah ah ah ah!

"This should be micro-schizophrenia," the doctor told me.

A year later, although Fanshu successfully became a volunteer, I still took him and his brothers to check. After all, these little brats usually smoke and drink and never manage their bodies.Although Sweet Potato has given up smoking and drinking after becoming a soldier, I took him to see a doctor I knew and told the doctor about Sweet Potato’s condition. After several weeks of continuous communication with Sweet Potato, the doctor finally told me " Schizophrenia” is the name of the disease, and according to his observation, sweet potatoes should be of the “chaotic type” but mixed with mild “catastrophic” schizophrenia symptoms.

The memory of being violated by his father when he was a child led to the hostility of sweet potato towards people of the same age as his father. Brother Jiantou's mouth is the same, it's just a kind of duplication and deepening. Under such long-term violence and contradictory treatment, it will cause the patient to fall into emotional and mental confusion.

"Fortunately, he has these friends, so he relieved his illness, and it doesn't feel as serious as imagined. I have seen some people with severe symptoms, social function degeneration, unable to communicate, let alone, and in the end, everyone can't stand it and kill themselves. But this child... The doctor looked at the sweet potato who was fighting with his brother in the back, with a smile on his face, and sighed: "Although I don't like this kind of bastard, but these children are really strong."

After my friend who studied medicine finished speaking, he prescribed some medicines for these teenagers.He said to me while helping the pharmacist fill the medicine: "Although I shouldn't influence you, Xu Chunmao, I want to say that if the research results and the lives of the research subjects are in danger, which one would you choose?"

I watched my doctor friend ask me this question, but whether I answered or not, he continued: "We often encounter such problems in our medical research. Experimental drugs need to pass human tests. Volunteers. And some are terminally ill or incurable congenital symptoms. Every patient comes here to accept drug experiments with a glimmer of hope. And if we know that the effect of this drug will not be significant, then we should continue, or tell The patient does not subject him to the side effects of the drug?"

"Although I think your appearance is more and more like a person who hangs around there." The doctor smiled, touched the flower tattoo I was wearing, and asked me with sharp eyes: "Which big brother lover is this for?" Stabbed?"

"Doctor Lin, although I have known you for a long time and have been in contact with you for a short time, I have always felt that you are a jerk in other aspects besides medical skills and ethics." I gave him a glare.

"Is it a "flower" because it is "chunmao"?Ha, he seems to be a simple and straightforward person. "Dr. Lin stroked my shoulder back and forth.

"Ah, take the trash away." I replied in Taiwanese.

"Okay, okay...but I seriously want you to think about what I just said." Dr. Lin let go of his hand, suddenly changed his expression and gave me the medicine bag and said, "If the person who wants you to tattoo is like what I just said At the moment of life and death, you will choose to give up the thesis to intervene in it, or rescue him from the dire straits and intervene in the entire research.”

How would you choose?Xu Chunmao.

Pressing the stop button, I stretched and got up to make coffee.I don't know when it was getting late, and I was the only one left in the assistant's research room. I was drinking some hot coffee while sorting out the materials and summarizing today's thesis into one paragraph.I haven’t been sick for a long time, so I don’t have a chance to bother my doctor friend. Now, after introducing Fanshu, I will go to Dr. Lin to discuss the name of my disease, which he can’t even remember. It seems that life in the military is not as free as before. , but for him, compared to those in the past, he can go out to see his brother during the holidays, and have a fixed salary in the military camp, which is better than the days of the bastard brothers a few years ago.

How would you choose?Xu Chunmao.

Carrying the briefcase, I took the bus, sat by the window, and happened to see the temple carrying the sedan chair, which reminded me of the heroic appearance of Atao walking around the border with Potato and other teenagers at the end of that day.A Tao, in black trousers, black shoes and black clothes, revealing her strong arm muscles, was carrying the sedan chair with an air of pride.