Chapter 2

Autumn has arrived, Wednesday is very cold and the rain is drizzling.

The last class in the afternoon was changed to physical education class earlier.

But the young people are always more energetic, and the boys are still braved the rain and are hiking into the court.

The stadium was very deserted that day, and it was rainy and most of them who did not exercise went back to the classroom early to finish school.

We had only a few high school boys squatting on the court in the rain.

Some seniors from the senior grades are also there, and everyone gets together and plays for halftime.

This is a very unpleasant game. At the end, it was getting late, the dark clouds became thicker, the smell of gunpowder became heavier, and the rain could not be extinguished.

I saw a short and strong boy who quickly dribbled the ball and broke through!

At this moment, I happened to be standing under the rebound.

The opponent's speed is very fast, and I can't make up for defense.

He could clearly break through, but he forced himself to the position in front of me, suddenly retreated and jumped, and kicked my chest!

I groaned and choked.He kicked me in the chest, leaned back with the force, and shot the ball into the Nets.

This kick is a lot.I lost my balance and fell to the ground, while the ball fell from the basket and just hit my forehead.

The rain was still dense, and the court was quiet for a moment.

There was a burst of laughter from the seniors.The classmates might be a little at a loss about the conflict, but they looked at the terrifying expression of the short and strong boy and laughed.

The person who kicked me was a mastermind, the best person in the class to play basketball.

But he may be a bit fiercer and is not very popular with girls, and is an exception on the court.

However, he got along very well with the seniors.

Those senior high school students skipped classes and fought in society on weekdays, and were very classic bad students.

Thinking about it now, these students who have long been unwilling to take the college entrance examination have no fear of losing their future, so even if they are stuck, they can do nothing.

Apart from some teachers with a strong aura, younger teachers no longer dare to discipline them.

It is precisely because of this that the overhaul is quite powerful among boys.

At that time, we were all at the age of rebelliousness where people were furious and furious when they were said to be children, but ironically, the child king still exists in our subconscious.

This is how major repairs exist.

Just when we still regard tobacco and alcohol as a disaster, he followed the seniors in the senior year of high school and entered the gray and black area of ​​adult society.

Your senior sister is really tight. She often wears her arms and shoulders with her senior high school students like this. When will we treat her again?

They say those things that we peers do not have moral consciousness, just listen to them secretly and discuss them privately, and just think that they are people who have seen the world.

Many people don’t like overhauls and are afraid of him. I understand, but on some occasions, we use the understanding of overhauls as a topic of discussion.

We use him as a curiosity and show off our glory and superiority as we have seen the world.

I know more about overhaul than others.Because he was a roommate who slept with me at the same dormitory.

There are three people in the dormitory.

I slept on the lower bunk, overhauled the upper bunk, we both beside the window, and another roommate named Xiao Luo slept at the door.

Xiao Luo and I are kids.

His mother, Aunt Chen, and my mother are college classmates.

Over the years, their relationship has become like a bestie.

There are six people in the dormitory, but ours only three.

The three people were ranked at the end of the pinyin of the surname, as if they were unintentional arrangements from God. They were extra students, and were finally assigned to the most remote corner of the dormitory building.

As early as the beginning, I had no conflict with the Overseas.Until one night, his morally corrupt mouth began to chatter and couldn't catch Xiao Luo.

The woman who came to the classroom today is your mother, right?The Great Xiu recalled Aunt Chen’s appearance, the one with a very erect butt.

After all, even if I can’t live a world of roommates, the Overseas had communicated with me.

But he never said a word to Xiao Luo.

Xiao Luo is timid by nature and is as straight as a piece of white paper. Overseer doesn't like this kind of person.

However, he clearly didn't even have the interest in making fun of Xiao Luo. The topic of conversation started was someone else's mother.

Your mother's skirt was so tight that she said obscenely, and her butt was slit out.

There was no movement on Xiao Luo's bed.I knew Xiao Luo was not asleep, he just didn't dare to speak.

The buddies in the third grade all saw her and planned to get her together.What do you think?The overhaul asked this.

Hearing this, I was stunned.What is this bastard talking about?

At that time, I didn't understand. We used the Great Reform as a topic of discussion for ourselves in society, and we had some stupid illusions, and gradually narrowed the gap between us and him.

I don't understand what he is so stubborn that he can afford to make such a crime.

When Xiao Luo was a child, his parents were busy. If they were bullied, my mother would have to stand up and reason with the bully's parents.

Facing a person like the Overthrower, he expressed his intention to violate his mother when he came up. How could Xiao Luo hear this?

The more I thought about it, the more annoyed I became, hesitating whether to interrupt him.

I mean, I'm not kidding.

Da Xiu turned over on the bed and looked towards Xiao Luo. We have two medicines, anesthetic and aphrodisiacs... Do you understand?My buddies have used it a long time ago, and those women are like dead fish.

I stared blankly at the bed above my head.

Your mom is dressed more revealingly at home, right?What do you think when you see that bitch wandering all day?

I lay on the bed below the overhaul, tightening the corners of my mouth.The humiliation of Aunt Chen by the overthrow made me more and more angry the more I listened to it.

If I hadn't seen the woman who grew up with me after I understood the matter of men and women, then I must be lying.But even if there is, it is just a temporary rise, and after the incident, it is a severe feeling of guilt.

The first time I linked my mother to sex was on a holiday afternoon.

She got off at a nap, with sleepy eyes and messy hair, like an irreconcilable female college student.The white shirt on her upper body had her collar open, she only had a pair of hot pants on her lower body, and her legs were bare.

I saw half-old Xu's mother sitting in the living room, bent her legs and raised her feet on the coffee table, which was exactly like a Hong Kong actress in the last century.

She was applying nail polish to her feet, yawning while applying it, and she didn't pay any attention to me walking to her side.

Was that the first time my mother let me see my legs?

Of course not.

But that was the first time I had itchy in my lower abdomen.

I looked at those tight legs carefully and could be considered slender and stylish, but I never cared about it before.

My mother sniffed and focused.Suddenly, her body shook and she turned her head to stare at me, and I was also startled by her.

I don’t say a word when I come, I want to scare your mom to death, right?The woman scolded, but soon started working hard again.

The sunset shines through the window and sprinkles on the woman's feet, and the nails are filled with tempting light.I accompanied my mother without saying a word, and my mind was filled with unbearable reverie.

Finally, I covered my nail polish, put down my legs, and my toes tightly buckled and spread out.She grinned, as if very satisfied.Suddenly she twisted her body and reached her feet in front of me.

When she stretched out her legs, her barefoot was a little scary.I didn't look at it deliberately, as if even looking at it was offensive.

How about it?The middle-aged woman was proud.

I gritted my teeth, grabbed the feet in front of me, and forced myself to look at them.

My toes are slender and tightly clasped, and now they are slightly dispersed and pressed into the palm of my hand.

This behavior is rare and the mother did not expect it, but she seemed to have no objection and waited for her son to comment.

She must have thought that her legs are just legs, feet are just feet, and the child is still a child.

It's just that, I'm stubborn, that's it.

Go, I pulled my foot away and kicked my knee, and I will be the same as your father!

The beauty on my mother's feet did not last long afterwards.

She put on nail polish for the wedge sandals, and her toes would be exposed.

But his father's displeasure was written on his face. He said that women with too bright nails always gave him a very bad impression.

My father was admitted to Beijing from a small village and met his mother from Shanghai, a girl from a superior family.

He has always been very inferior.

My mother is not a traditional woman, and she always makes her own decisions.

But my father rarely struggles with toenails.

My mother had no time to argue about his inferiority complex, and soon, her feet returned to simplicity.

And I, this is the first time I have held a woman's barefoot like that.

The warm and soft touch accompanied me as a junior high school student for a long time.

I had learned a lot at that time, and when my thoughts arise, I rely on it to vent my feelings.

And the price of taking advantage of the mother is a deep sense of guilt.

I thought that I was despised enough.Not to mention Xiao Luo, who is even more timid than me, he is as white as a piece of paper.

My mother's figure in the past stood up for Xiao Luo was reflected in my mind.I also want to say something and want to make a name for Xiao Luo.

The overhaul was still harassing Xiao Luo: After the injection of my aphrodisiac, the woman leaked it herself and couldn't even cover it.

Then you have to apply anesthesia needle, and your brain will be numb. It's just your mother's kind. Overhaul licked his lips and fucked everyone for a night. When you wake up, you don't remember anything.

With a bang, I raised my foot and copied it on the bed on the upper bunk!The overthinker shook the bed and didn't say anything for a long time, probably not expecting it.

Do you make a noise or not? Will you make people sleep?I said with a cold face.

The upper bunk did not move for a long time, which made me feel a little nervous, but the words had already come out, and I forced myself to hold my throat down, making my voice low.

This is the first time that I feel the darkness of the overthrow and those senior high school students, truly invading my world.Unlike in the past, I no longer feel fresh and curious, but I am sincerely frightened.

After a long time, the Overseas poked his head out of the upper bunk and looked at the lower bunk.

Itchy feet, right?The lights were turned off in the dormitory, and his face turned black. Can't you speak well?

I never thought that one day it would be such a person's turn to reason with me, and he asked me that I couldn't say anything well.I stared at him coldly.

I admit that I was uneasy in my heart, and I had fought, but fighting was not killing people.

The overhaul once fought with a security guard and snatched off one of the people's eyes. Of course, the school also punished violence, but it was no longer possible.

It's incredible to think about it now. The security guard has never made a fuss, the parents' worries have not rippled, the wind has not drifted outside at all, and no one has ever pursued anyone.

At this moment, I tried to imitate my mother's aura of interviewing others, imagining her heroic spirit.

I missed my mother's face desperately, thinking of that woman, and I thought that as long as I was as righteous as that woman, the trouble would disappear.

Do you want to fuck her too?The Overseer suddenly grinned, his voice shuddering.

I didn't say anything, and I didn't hear any problem, just glaring at him.

After a long time, the Overseer retracted his head and lie on the upper bunk and fell asleep.

Of course the trouble won't disappear.

On the contrary, the overhaul has started a momentum of being intimidating.

When a powerful person teases someone in a student group, many followers will do it, whether they hate me or not, in order to show that they are from the powerful side.

This is the contradiction between me and him.

Is it simple?

Simple.

What is the cause? It's just that kick, it's just a sentence, a contradiction that can't even be quarrels at once.

But it seems that there is such a person in this world. He is like a mad dog. He cursed and bites you, and he will never give up.

Fortunately, this is a fun for me to overhaul myself. Those seniors from the senior high school did not participate. This is my luck that I continue to fight with my teeth and I have begun to be glad that what has not happened yet.

I have to admit that I don’t have the stubbornness of my mother to fight to the end, and I am more like my father in my bones.

They have two completely different tempers.

The father emphasized tolerance.He doesn't want me to cause any trouble.

This society is different from what your mother believes in. That thin man taught me, don’t cause trouble, because trouble is not right or wrong.Don’t fight back, you don’t have to defend yourself.Don’t let go, just swallow it if you can.

He repeatedly emphasized: Let's not cause trouble.

I stopped causing trouble, I began to endure.

I haven't talked to my parents about the overhaul issue, and I tried to survive his anger.

He made enemies everywhere outside the school, and maybe one day he would forget me.

Why work hard on a serious student?

My mother's spirit is nothing more than a passion in my mind.Although I already understand that I do not have her tenacity, I still think like this: Maybe only a woman like her will not surrender, right?

So, when the major revision became even worse, I endured it.

He threw more than twenty sticky condoms on my pillow and said that it was used on a senior sister who took good care of me. He put a small tuft of pubic hair in the lunch box his mother gave me, saying that it was scraped off the mother of a primary school student.

He even said that I don’t remember what your mother looks like, nor did he know that kind of woman she is a woman who is resistant to fucking.

He began to discuss my mother every day.

He wanted to know if she was tight, whether there was too much water, and whether the sound of moaning loudly...

I endured it.This is just a mere verbal bullying, and I endure it.

Until now, time has returned to the court with autumn rain, and back to that day, that day symbolizing destruction.The world that supported me to this day began to break.