Rascal Ch. 34

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Chapter 34

In the early 1990s, when Min Liangping was eighteen years old, his family lived in a small building at the corner of Wuxiang in City D.

There is a girl in their neighbor who is the same age as him, called Wu Qing. She always has two braids behind her ears. She braided all her hair ropes by herself. Her mother is the management of a garment factory in the city.

Wu Qing's hair ropes are different every day. In school, not only boys like her, but even a few girls who are always chatty can't hate her.

At that time, Min Liangping had a very bad relationship with his parents, no one at home cared about him, and he often skipped classes and fought.

When he was young, his thin body was often glorified. When he was at his worst, his nose was blue and his face was swollen. Once, he had a big hole in the corner of his mouth. His father had an affair at that time, and the news that his son was facing disfigurement with stitches in the hospital was not even given to him from beginning to end.

His mother's heart was broken, and looking at her son who looked exactly like her husband, she didn't feel any closeness.

When Min Liangping lay on the hospital bed, he often wondered, is it a sin in the eyes of the mother that a son who looks like his father was born?

At that time, Wu Qing often went to the hospital to visit the neighbor's son after school. Since then, a seed about secret love has sprouted in Min Liangping's heart.

But Wu Qing fell in love with a hooligan, a serious gangster. Liu Dao couldn't imagine that Wu Qing, who had always been soft-spoken, was determined to hang out with a gangster. The two even secretly tasted the forbidden fruit and had a small life.

In those days, pregnancy out of wedlock was a sin. When Wu Qing's mother knew about this, she was so angry that she used a feather duster to beat her unworthy girl. She cried and gritted her teeth and asked who the child was.

Wu Qing was silent, enduring the pain on his back. And Min Liangping secretly climbed to the window sill on the second floor of Wu Qing's house and witnessed all this from the other side of the glass window.

He eventually stood up and said the child was his.

Wu Qing was also stubborn. She didn't want to ruin the life of the child in her stomach. She said to Min Liangping very calmly, "I want to give birth to her." She was

completely undecided about her selfishness and madness.

The paper couldn't contain the fire, and Min Liangping's mother soon found out about it. She didn't scold her son, but said angrily: "If you think you are still a man, you will do anything for yourself. I'm responsible for the matter."

Min Liangping didn't take the college entrance examination that year, he poked at the school, and Wu Qing died on the night of giving birth.

Liu Dao held the empty jar and sighed.

"It's like listening to a TV show." He felt that the couple that Min Liangping told him divorced before, and the lie that his son sentenced to his mother was more true.

Min Liangping didn't mind his evaluation of his past, he just said, "When I first got tempted, you should have not been born yet."

Liu Dao was very uncomfortable hearing this, and with a bang, he placed the empty wine can on the back. On the coffee table, I took a full bottle and went to the balcony to blow the air and feed the mosquitoes.

He was drinking alone, and he knew more about the past of the person he liked, but his heart was mixed.

In his mind, he thought of the two sentences in Jin Yong's martial arts novels he read in junior high school - the king was born and I was not born, and the king was old when I was born.

In fact, Min Liangping is not too old.

Min Liangping followed from the living room and turned on the incandescent lamp on the balcony. At this time, Liu Dao was squatting in the corner and staring at a pot of succulent.

"What do I think it is," said Liu Daochong, the man behind him, "I didn't expect you to keep this thing!"

"Just this pot, from the old soup." Min Liangping pulled Liu Dao up, "Do you still remember? Is he? You lived with me ten years ago, and you have seen him."

Liu Dao leaned on the guardrail in front of the balcony with his chin resting on his arm, and he was now full of alcohol.

With his left hand holding the beer can, Liu Dao pointed at the empty balcony behind him and said, "This place is pretty good, but there are a lot of mosquitoes."

Min Liangping ignored his childishness.

Liu Dao's hand holding the beer bottle went to the front again and pointed to the sky above the black. He was a little drunk, and he didn't know if it meant the sky or the stars.

Liu Dao said: "You are like a star in the sky, so far away from me."

When he said this, his eyes were full of sadness.

Min Liangping said, "I'm just a person. When I die in the future, I may become a star, and then I'm really so far away from you."

Liu Dao felt even more uncomfortable when he heard this . I never knew from beginning to end that there is still a heart beating for you here, isn't it more distant?

Liu Dao was in a trance, straightened up, leaning on Min Liangping's broad shoulders.

"Brother Min." This life called, as if returning to the past.

The two met their eyes unintentionally, and were stunned for a moment at the same time.

Liu Dao knew that he was not drunk, but his head was dizzy. With the strength of the wine, he put a hand on Min Liangping's shoulder and looked at the man with his head raised. Drunk eyes blurred, lightly bit his Adam's apple.

The voice in his mouth became more and more vague: "Brother Min..."

Min Liangping's face was twisted, and he pushed him calmly: "You fucking drunk, I will help you to sleep." The

two of them twisted . After entering Min Liangping's bedroom bed, Liu Dao was slammed into the soft bed, the dim bedroom light was turned on, and then in his eyes, there was a picture of Min Liangping pulling the door to leave.

He staggered and ran over to stop it, holding the doorknob first, the cold spreading in his palm.

"I like you, Brother Min."

When he was fifteen years old, Liu Dao said the same thing to the man.

Silence, a brief silence.

Min Liangping suddenly became fierce: "Do you know what the fuck do you know? I'm a man."

Liu Dao nodded, obviously dizzy, but tried to be firm: "I know."

Min Liangping felt that there was no way to use it anymore . "The child longs for father's love" to convince himself that Liu Dao actually regards him as the shadow of a father he has never met.

He took care of Liu Dao for a while back then, but now he is twenty-five or six years old, and he has been away from him for ten years.

For ten years, why can you still say these words.

Min Liang pretended to cough, the voice was very low, he reminded: "You are also a man."

Liu Dao still nodded: "I know."

Min Liangping felt that he was talking with ducks: "I said you kid Do you understand?"

Liu Dao nodded resolutely: "I understand, I just like you, I liked you ten years ago, and now, it's still you."

Min Liangping was a little out of control, and many emotions gathered in his mind. No one is willing to step back, but resist.

"You understand," his eyes turned scarlet, and he patted Liu Dao's face indiscriminately, with a surprisingly low voice, "I will eat you." He thought for a while and added, " Your dad wouldn't think like that."

This is what he said all these years.

Liu Dao shook his head: "No, I have never treated you as a father."

Damn.

The smell of alcohol permeated around the two of them. Liu Dao took advantage of the situation and turned off the switch at the door. Then the faint light flooded in from the living room, and the ambiguous atmosphere grew little by little.

The two rolled onto the bed together...

Actively cooperated, "Jin" stopped driving.

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