Southern tide

Chapter 17 17

Cao Sheng went racing with someone.

At three o'clock in the middle of the night, on the main road, the roar of the engine was loud.Like lunatics, they stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom, and were going to drink with Lord Yan.It turned out that it was just in time for the traffic police to leave the team and was chased for several streets.

Cao Sheng was arrested.

Originally, it was just a matter of issuing a ticket and giving a lecture.But when he was caught, he had blood on his hands and a knife in his bag.So he was taken into the prison immediately.

Cao Sheng had a criminal record in the past, and the counterfeit banknotes were sold several times, so once he was caught, he would be in it for the rest of his life.Cao Sheng wanted to understand the pros and cons, and made up his mind not to reveal his identity.So he bit him to death and said that he didn't bring his ID card.

The area where he dragged his car was not a place where gangsters often hang out, and the public security system was not fully connected at that time.The desktop computer was broken, and the materials could not be read, and they had no choice but to take Cao Sheng.

But by coincidence, Lao Chen went there to hand over a suspect who was hunted across provinces, and it happened to happen.He just saw Cao Sheng.He was old acquaintances with Cao Sheng and Mu Yang, and the moment they looked at each other, Cao Sheng's face turned pale.Although he quickly calmed down, there was a desperate look in his eyes.

And Lao Chen just deliberately lit a cigarette and stopped by the side.

At that time, a young policeman patted the table and asked Cao Sheng: "You didn't bring your ID card, so you can't remember your name?"

Cao Sheng glanced at Old Chen: "I don't know."

Lao Chen put down his cigarette and turned to leave.However, Cao Sheng seemed to think of something at this moment: "No."

"My surname is Mu." He said.

Then Mu Yang's name was reported.

Old Chen stopped.

He shook the cigarette in his hand, and two sparks fell out.Sparks hit the back of his hand, but Lao Chen didn't say a word.He looked at Cao Sheng deeply, and Cao Sheng just looked at him deeply.After all, Lao Chen didn't expose it.

This is outrageous, everyone is outrageous.

According to the account book, Mu Yang is one month away from becoming an adult. "This kid is taking advantage of a loophole," they said, so they had to call Mu Huaitian over.Old Chen was just about to drag Mu Huaitian into the bathroom to ventilate, but he didn't know which muscle Mu Huaitian was wrong. Standing at the door, someone asked him if this was your son, and he said yes.

Cao Sheng didn't even react.

Mu Huaitian followed the police into the office expressionlessly.

Riding a bike is a small matter, but carrying a knife is a big matter.There are knives and blood, which is even more frightening.They confiscated Cao Sheng's knife and asked him what he was doing with the knife in the middle of the night and who he had fought with.Cao Sheng couldn't tell, and Mu Huaitian couldn't answer. At that time, only Lao Chen could think fast.

"Cat," he said suddenly after puffing out the smoke ring, "he went to abuse the cat."

Old Chen stepped forward and kicked him hard.Cao Sheng immediately bent down while clutching his stomach.

"This bastard abuses cats," Old Chen looked at him condescendingly, "I've caught him several times. Little bastard."

Cao Sheng knew that this was revenge, and it was an outlet for Mu Yang.

So I didn't speak.

They are assholes, assholes.

But why would anyone want to teach them a lesson?

Mu Yang tilted his face slightly, and Zhou Mingshe was applying a towel wrapped in ice to his swollen left cheek.He looked out the window and found a neon tube in the alley, and a woman was standing under the lamp, smoking a cigarette.From time to time, another middle-aged man came over, with his belly puffed out, touching her chest with his stubby fingers, speaking in a dirty and sticky language...

Then the two walked away arm in arm, leaving only the light on Mu Yang's face.

He was sitting on the sofa with a big horse, and Zhou Mingxie half-kneeled beside him, squinting his eyes to apply the medicine to him.

"Does it hurt?" Zhou Mingshe asked.

Mu Yang glanced at him and said nothing.

Zhou Mingsheath said, "It deserves it."

Then he pressed the cotton ball firmly on his wound.Mu Yang frowned.

While frowning, he looked up and down for a cigarette.You can only smoke when you are bored.But he groped for a long time and couldn't find the cigarette case, so he remembered that he had finished smoking in the afternoon.His addiction to cigarettes is too heavy.

Zhou Mingshean put red medicine on him angrily, and said, "Does he beat you often?"

Mu Yang was silent for a moment: "Rarely." He knew who Zhou Mingxie was asking.

"Mu Huaitian is a person who cares about face. He doesn't do it easily." He collapsed on the sofa: "This time, it is because of Lao Chen's face that Cao Sheng can write a letter of guarantee and leave. Otherwise, he is finished, and so am I. That's bad luck," he said.

"Cao Sheng often does this?" Zhou Mingshe said in a bad tone.

"First time." Mu Yang said to excuse him.As he spoke, he looked out the window, lowered his eyes, and recalled something.

After a while, he added: "To be honest, I didn't expect him to lie for me."

He spread his hands: "But what does that have to do with me? I didn't drive the car, I didn't take the knife, and I wasn't even the one who got involved... Mu Huaitian was just venting his anger on me." He pretended to be stupid. .

Zhou Mingsheath put away the medicine box: "That's not to vent your anger." He smiled lightly, but raised his hand to pinch Mu Yang's chin.He pinched it with a lot of strength, and Mu Yang frowned in pain.Only then did Mu Yang realize that Zhou Mingshe seemed to be angry with him too.

Sure enough, Zhou Mingxie said: "You deserve it. You shouldn't be with him."

Mu Yang did not refute.

The room was too stuffy, and the air seemed to be stagnant, motionless.They suddenly felt hot, so hot that they felt uncomfortable all over, so they pulled out the skylight and climbed to the top of the building.The roof was dirty, with moss on the tiles, and some of the tiles were loose and dangerous, but they lay on it without caring.

Overhead is the sky.

At that time, Hong Kong City was not yet a civilized city, and the streets were full of cigarette butts and chewing gum.The air is not good, and the stars cannot be seen at night.There are only patches of dark clouds, like someone's chimney reaching into the sky, spitting out rolls of muddy paint.The moon has only a thin bend.

At first, no one said anything, they were all thinking about their own thoughts.Until Zhou Mingshea turned over and went down, brought up two bottles of cold beer, and threw them to Mu Yang: "Drink it. If you feel uncomfortable."

He always saw what was wrong with Mu Yang at a glance.

Mu Yang was silent, took it and pulled it away, and heard Zhou Ming ask: "You said you have no home. Why? Why did he do it?"

Mu Yang thought of everything that happened today.

He stared at the sky. From Zhou Mingshean's point of view, the undulating bridge of his nose resembled the mountains of his hometown.He loves those mountains, the lines and colors of the natural world, so he also loves the house and Wudi and Mu Yang.

But the little bastard glanced at him and suddenly laughed: "Does it have anything to do with you?"

Zhou Mingshe said: "Related. I want to know everything about you."

When he looked at people scorchingly, Mu Yang's heart skipped a beat, and he turned his head guiltily.

"Besides, I know what you want to say."

Mu Yang smiled wryly: He saw through again.He did want to say it.Because he was wronged, he was waiting for Zhou Ming to ask.He has been thinking about the way Mu Huaitian and Lao Chen looked at him today, the eyes that hated iron but not steel, the kind of heartache, disappointment, and accusations of being hurt, he felt very innocent.

What did i do wrong?

I become like this, do I want to?do i like it

The love you owe me has been owed for more than ten years, and then you want to make up for it sloppily...Why?

I just want to keep the last bits of self-esteem from my lonely childhood.

So he opened the beer and talked to Zhou Mingsheath: "Two years ago, the government sent people to Pingnan Town, and the whole town was going to be demolished. A large laboratory was going to be built there. The land was very valuable. They originally I thought the matter was very simple, but I didn’t expect this group of illiterates to be particularly stubborn. No one in Pingnan Town is willing to leave, I won’t leave, my grandparents won’t leave, and neither will the neighbors, because we’ve lived there together for too long...

"My grandparents have lived there for many years."

It is the place where several families have survived for generations, and it is the memory of a piece of land that has been through wind and frost.

In the Ming Dynasty, it moved from Jiangxi to Hunan, and then from Hunan to Guangdong, where it took root.We have survived the turmoil of a hundred years, but we cannot survive the changes of the times.They never thought that they were abandoned by the city.

The conditions given by the government/government are not bad. The money is paid per head, one hundred thousand per head, plus a new house of [-] square meters in a prefecture-level city, with soft furnishings and bags.It's definitely not a bad treatment, but it's a pity that this is not something that should be measured by money.

——Your childhood, youth, middle age, and old age have all been spent on this land. The ancestral halls, cemeteries, and souls of your ancestors are all here... You remember every piece of land, every weeping willow, Remember every corner of the wall and the moss on every stone road!

...But once you leave there, you will never get those memories back.

You will lose is the home of a lifetime.

"Our group resisted stubbornly, and the demolition team gave up until Mu Huaitian came back. He knocked on doors from door to door, telling them that this is the state's policy, this is the state's arrangement, and told them how bad life in the city is. Well, from now on they are masters. Such words have many people agreeing to sign the document, except my grandfather."

"Grandfather is the patriarch, the elder, and the last... descendant of this family. He firmly disagrees. Mu Huaitian persuaded and persuaded, quarreled and quarreled. Finally, he signed without telling Grandpa. There is no way, the real estate certificate is his. The name was a gift from grandpa as the only elder when he married my mother. He just betrayed him."

"He never allowed us to tell Grandpa about this matter, but he didn't expect the demolition team to have so many things. They came to the house with the pennant and badge of "Demolition first household" and accidentally exposed this matter. Grandpa was alone in the house. I sat in the backyard for a long time, so long that everyone forgot that he had a heart attack. A fire broke out in the field that night, and all the rice of that year was gone. The last time I saw Grandpa was him standing on the top of the hill holding a torch .”

From then on, life and death will be separated forever.

Zhou Mingshe remained silent for a long time: "You hate him?"

"Actually, I don't hate that much." Mu Yang took a sip of beer: "Actually, I can't blame him. Actually..." He paused after saying this.

He was silent for a long time, as if he felt that he had nothing to say, and finally he smiled: "That's a car with a mantis' arms, that's going upstream, and it really shouldn't be done. I don't blame him. It's not because of this incident that I hate him."

"I hate the city, Zhou Mingshea." Mu Yang seldom called his name completely, but at this time he did. "I hate cities. These cold buildings, these cars, these lights, these people... all make me feel cold. I feel that the city is like a cage, you forget where the wind comes from, you forget the soft soil, the algae What kind of touch is it, you will forget the rice in the field, forget the sound of wild ducks and frogs, forget who you are, forget how much life is... In short, you are out of tune with this world."

"Cities are quantified, Zhou Mingsheath, how scary, people can be measured by numbers. I am actually calculated and compared by the numbers of wealth, status, and status. So what is the difference between me and a machine? Mu Huaitian thinks I To be a machine. To be a machine in a city, he wants me to become a robot with the same program, eat and drink enough, and forget about feelings. But I don’t want that.”

Mu Yang finished drinking a can of wine, crushed it with a sense of public morality, and threw it back into the room along the skylight: "I hate that he hasn't appeared in my life for more than ten years. Fu Hao loves me because of my appearance. I never want this kind of love, never want him to make decisions for me, but..." He suddenly stopped, lay down with his head in his arms, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Forget it , What are you talking about? I don’t understand.”

But Zhou Mingshea frowned: "I understand."

He gently grabbed Mu Yang's wrist, and stroked a small mole on his wrist with his thumb: "My mother abandoned me. I know what it feels like."

He was stunned, and found that there were stars in Zhou Mingshea's eyes.He suddenly realized that all along, there were no stars in the sky, and Zhou Mingsheath was his star.He is not as dazzling as the sun, nor as soft as the moon, but he will hang stubbornly in the sky, waiting for you to find him like a dipper.

Then a gust of evening wind blew, and my mind was distracted.Zhou Mingshea's eyes darkened, and he pressed Mu Yang's wrist, but Mu Yang did not resist.

He likes Zhou Mingshea, he likes him to be free and unruly, he likes him, just like himself, an untamed wild horse in this world, determined to fight against human beings.This is the paranoia of a teenager, and he likes it.Before that, he had always been wary of Zhou Mingshea, thinking that kissing was the bottom line, and if he crossed the line, something would change.

In that case, he would be terrified.

But at this time, seeing Zhou Mingsheath's face getting closer and closer, his breath beating against his body, and seeing his misty expression reflected in his eyes, his heart suddenly softened uncontrollably.He felt that it didn't matter, if he crossed the boundary and crossed the boundary, he changed as soon as he changed, and he became Zhou Mingsheath's prisoner for the rest of his life, and it didn't matter... So he subconsciously closed his eyes and waited for the second uncontrolled kiss between them.

However, the annoying piercing phone rings.

Zhou Mingshea's body stopped abruptly, while Mu Yang suddenly came to his senses.

He blushed, stood up immediately, and looked away from Zhou Mingsheath.

Zhou Mingsheath felt a little lonely.

But the momentary courage in Mu Yang's heart had completely dissipated at this moment, and he turned into a timid little spider again, hesitant to leave the web he wove.

So he took out the phone.

It's Cao Sheng.

He knew it was not a good thing, but he felt a little rejoiced in his heart, thanking Cao Sheng for his call.

——If this kiss really happens, there will be no turning back.The first kiss between them was impulsive, no one cared, the kiss was just a kiss, and nothing happened.But this time is different, different from everything in the past, if Zhou Ming is allowed to kiss down...

He will fall completely.

So Mu Yang scratched his hair a little irritably, picked up the phone, and said "Hello" impatiently.

But the voice from over there made him even more irritable.

It was chattering, like in a bar or some other mess.He could almost smell the smoke on the other side from the signal, but the voice of the caller was unfamiliar.He seemed to be delirious from drinking, and his speech was slurred. After shouting for a long time, Mu Yang finally understood.

Said to the other side: "Hey, Cao Sheng is your brother, right? His PHS is quite new, and it's just your number, shit, this son of a bitch—"

Mu Yang told him to focus.

The other side paused, and then told Mu Yang in a crackling voice——

Your friend was drinking and fishing at our place, but for some reason, he started swearing and beating the waiter.It was a mess, and it turned out that I didn't have any money on me, it was all fake banknotes!If you come here, you should lose money, you should apologize, if you don't come, don't force us to send him into the game.

Mu Yang thinks it's better to kiss Zhou Mingshea.