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Chapter 55 Revised 9.10

Before returning to the island, Duan Zhuo checked on the Internet the preparations that need to be done to pick up people who are released from prison. The customs are different in different places. The more important ceremony is to step over the brazier and change new clothes, which means to seek good luck, avoid evil and change one's mind.

He opened Duan Zhihong's luggage bag, looked at it and said, "I don't want the old clothes inside. I'll take you to the street to buy new ones."

"No, no," Duan Zhihong closed the zipper again as if he was afraid that he would throw away the contents, "I didn't gain weight, so I can wear it."

"That's old clothes too," Duan Zhuo said, "I'll change into new clothes when I come out."

If the words just now were considered tactful, adding the three words "coming out" would make it very straightforward. Duan Zhihong said "Oh" and looked away, as if he had a lot to say.

In Duan Zhuo's view, this is a manifestation of guilt and anxiety.

"I have money, I'll take you to buy it, don't worry about it."

"Has your uncle contacted you?" Duan Zhihong's eyes showed surprise.

"No, I earn money from a part-time job. I didn't come back during the winter vacation, but I was doing a part-time job." Duan Zhuo slowed down and walked beside him, only to find that Duan Zhihong had many small spots on his cheekbones, and the wrinkles at the end of his eyes were divided into three parts. , the back is also a bit hunched, which is far from the image of the omnipotent father in my impression.

He stared at the man who was much shorter than himself and said, "Don't worry, it's enough to take you shopping for clothes."

Duan Zhihong didn't refuse again, and said in a negotiating tone: "If you want to buy, go to the wholesale city."

The Wholesale City is located in the center of the island. The whole street is mainly stores for daily necessities and clothing, as well as the Xinhua Bookstore. When Duan Zhuo was young, what Duan Zhuo looked forward to the most was that Duan Zhihong took him to the Wholesale City to pick up stationery and story books, but it had been ten years. before.

Now the wholesale city has been rebuilt into a large shopping mall, and the former small vendors have long since disappeared.

After hearing Duan Zhuo's description of the shopping mall, Duan Zhihong looked in the direction of the wholesale city and sighed with emotion: "It's gone..."

His dazed and empty eyes reminded Duan Zhuo of Red in "The Shawshank Redemption", who left the prison but didn't know where to go, so he comforted and said: "The new mall is very convenient to buy things, I can teach you slowly. "

They passed by a noodle restaurant they had eaten as a child, and the owner there recognized Duan Zhihong at a glance, and shouted: "Hey, isn't this Boss Duan?"

Immediately, the owner of a barbecue restaurant next to him also looked at them. The town is like this, and the neighbors look familiar. In the eyes of these people, Duan Zhihong's previous behavior of opening an entertainment city is already shocking. It has become a topic that everyone talks about.

The corners of these people's mouths were smiling, joking with Duan Zhihong, but there was no lack of contempt in their eyes, and they almost wrote the words "you deserve it" on their faces. Duan Zhuo, who was also cold-eyed, felt very uncomfortable and innocent, but in this For this matter, he couldn't stand up and accuse anyone, so he took Duan Zhihong away.

After shopping for clothes, they went to the supermarket to buy noodles and vegetables. Although Duan Zhihong was recognized by several people in the middle, there was no unpleasantness at all. What surprised Duan Zhuo most was that Duan Zhihong even knew to say thank you to the cashier.

When he got home, Duan Zhuo boiled the noodles and turned his head to look at the person sitting on the chair in a daze. After Duan Zhihong came out, his reaction seemed to become very slow, as if he was always thinking about something.

"I'm going back to school tomorrow." Duan Zhuo put the lid on the pot and said, "Do you have any plans for the future?"

Duan Zhihong shook his head silently: "The outside world has changed too much, I have to adapt."

"How about I help you find a job?" Duan Zhuo asked.

"I'll go find you, Uncle Jiang," Duan Zhihong said. "He came out before me. I'll go and see if he has any way out."

Duan Zhuo had a deep impression on Uncle Jiang. He was a partner who opened an entertainment city with Duan Zhihong before, and was later sentenced for drug trafficking. A young woman in pajamas came out of Uncle Jiang's room, and that person was not Uncle Jiang's wife.

Intuition told him that Duan Zhihong should not have too many contacts with people who have a weak sense of morality.

"Let me find a job for you. Let me make do with it here for a while. When I have almost saved enough money, I will rent a house in Nancheng and take you there for a change of environment."

Duan Zhihong seemed very satisfied with the answer, and nodded with a smile: "Sure, I'll listen to you."

Duan Zhuo washed two tomatoes and said: "Go take a shower and change your clothes first, and come down to eat later. Oh, by the way, use the one in my room for the bathroom. There is no water in the place where you live."

Jiang Sui was sleeping at first, and spread out the storybook to cover half of his face, and the sound of walking on the stairs woke him up.The sound insulation effect of Duan Zhuo's house is not as good as that of the school dormitory.

He opened the door and almost collided with Duan Zhihong. He took a step back in fright, touched his chest, and said hello awkwardly: "Hello, Uncle..."

Duan Zhihong took a look at him, nodded, and showed a very shallow smile: "Hello."

His voice is very hoarse, as if caused by smoking all the year round, his nasolabial folds are very deep, among his facial features, only his nose and eyebrows seem to be more similar to Duan Zhuo, maybe it's because he hasn't slept well for a long time, his bags under the eyes are especially obvious.

"When did you come here?" Duan Zhihong asked.

Unexpectedly, he would ask a question, Jiang Sui thought for a while and said, "Yesterday, last night I came here by train."

"It's hard on the road, isn't it? How long does it take to come here from Nancheng?"

"One night."

Jiang Sui's image of the underworld comes from many movies, so that when he came here, he constructed a very fierce villain image in his mind. He was very worried that he would be beaten if he said a wrong sentence, but the person in front of him spoke softly and was not tall. He is not as tall as him, and the difference in size makes him feel that Duan Zhihong is not a threat at all.

After a few words of politeness, Jiang rushed downstairs excitedly and approached Duan Zhuo: "I just saw your father! Why is he not fierce at all?"

"Why do you want to kill you?" Duan Zhuo beat the egg liquid, turned to look at him, and laughed, "Did you do something wrong?"

"Tsk," Jiang Sui leaned into his ear, and whispered, "Aren't the bosses of the underworld very tough? When I came here, I kept thinking, if he wants to cut off my finger, should I call the police or resist first?" .”

Duan Zhuo chuckled: "He is sick, you are my friend, why would he kill you if he has nothing to do... No, even if you are not my friend, he can't kill you for no reason."

"Then why did he sell drugs back then?" Jiang Sui whispered, "He doesn't look very bad."

Duan Zhuo didn’t personally experience the events of his previous generation, so he’s not particularly clear. He just heard that Duan Zhihong’s entertainment city was a place for bathing, massage and singing in the early years. Later, because he was fooled into smoking a pack of cigarettes, he became infected with Drug addiction has been out of control ever since.

Duan Zhihong's income in the entertainment city was not enough to buy drugs, so he gradually expanded his business and started some illegal activities. As the drug supply chain was destroyed, the price of the supply continued to rise, and in the end he could only sell it.

"That's all I know." Duan Zhuo shrugged, "But I can't verify it. He seldom talks about it with me."

Jiang Sui was fascinated by listening, and he didn't close his mouth until Duan Zhuo pinched a tomato and touched his lips.

"Eat?"

Jiang Sui took a bite and chewed slowly, with complicated emotions.

He couldn't find any words to evaluate Duan Zhihong. If he had done a lot of evil, he was kind to his family, at least to Duan Zhuo, otherwise the father and son would have fallen apart.

But the education and propaganda since he was a child told him that drug trafficking itself is an unforgivable crime. Duan Zhihong has hurt too many innocent families. If he sympathizes with Duan Zhuo because he is his father, it is very wrong.

Duan Zhuo saw his contradictory thoughts, and said bluntly: "If you don't want to talk to him, then don't talk to him, just stay in the room, he won't come to disturb you."

Jiang Sui's eyebrows that had been frowned all the time stretched out, pointed to the smoking oil pan and said, "Hurry up, it's going to be overheated."

Duan Zhuo immediately turned off the fire and added some condiments to the egg liquid.

The egg liquid that fell into the pot condensed into a golden circle. Duan Zhuo stirred it twice with chopsticks, took it out, and poured in the diced tomatoes.

It was the first time Jiang Sui saw him cooking, and the way he shook the spoon was quite similar.

When the sauce at the bottom of the pot became viscous, Duan Zhuo poured the egg liquid back, and just smelling the scent that hit his face, Jiang Sui dared to conclude that it must be delicious.

"Did you learn to cook by yourself?"

"I used to work in a restaurant, and I learned from the chef." Duan Zhuo poured toppings on the noodles, put them on the table, pinched and sprinkled green onions on top, "But I only learned a few noodles, and many people don't teach me."

Jiang Sui couldn't wait to pull out a pair of chopsticks, mixed the noodles well, took them into his small bowl, blew on them, and took a big gulp.

"Be careful it's hot." Duan Zhuo looked at him and said.

The noodles were sucked too fast, and the soup sticking to it splashed onto the tip of Duan Zhuo's nose. Jiang Sui saw it, and with a puff, he raised his hand to help him wipe it off.

"Excuse me."

Duan Zhuo wrinkled his nose, he hadn't cooked for a long time, and he wasn't sure about his cooking skills, so he raised his eyebrows and asked expectantly, "How's the taste?"

Jiang Sui ate too much in one go, his cheeks bulged, and he gave him a thumbs up while swallowing.

"My God, I've never eaten such delicious noodles in a restaurant. It's so delicious. I think I can eat the whole bowl by myself."

It's just ordinary tomato and egg noodles, praised so much that there is no such thing as heaven and earth, Duan Zhuo watched him gobble it up, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

Otherwise... Show off your hands again?

The flower snails that were intended to be fried at night were taken out by Duan Zhuo and poured into the basin for washing.

"Have you ever eaten drunken snails?"

Jiang Sui shook his head, licked his lips and asked, "Does the snail get drunk or does the person who eats the snail get drunk?"

Duan Zhuo turned his head and looked at the innocent young man. It was hard to tell if Hualuo was drunk or not, but he felt that he was already drunk before eating, otherwise why Jiang Sui's lips were more attractive than usual?

When Duan Zhihong went downstairs, the last dish of shrimp in tomato sauce was just out of the pot. Duan Zhuo wiped the sauce off the edge of the bowl, and said with some regret: "I forgot to buy a bottle of beer just now and came back."

Jiang Sui said from the side: "Didn't you still have half a bottle of white wine when you fried the snails just now?"

"Oh yes," Duan Zhuo glanced at Duan Zhihong, "Want to have a drink with you?"

"Can you drink?" Duan Zhihong laughed, "When you were young, dipping some on your chopsticks would make you blush."

"How long has it been? I'm seventeen now, okay?"

Having said that, Duan Zhuo is really not very good at drinking. He vaguely remembers drinking a bottle of beer with Uncle Lin when he first arrived in Nancheng. After an uncomfortable night, he only poured one bottom into his own bowl, and the rest They were all given to Duan Zhihong.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he was seated, a white hand stretched out from the opposite corner, and blatantly replaced his bowl with an empty one.

Jiang Sui raised his eyebrows and said, "Underage is prohibited from drinking alcohol."

Duan Zhuo listened, smiled brightly, and watched the two people next to him raise their hands to touch each other, making a clear and crisp sound as if they were provocative.

Minors had to bow their heads and eat noodles.

Jiang Sui mistook the flower snails for snails, and after picking them up, he put them directly to his mouth to suck. The first time he sucked the meat, he poked the meat in with chopsticks, and sucked a few times harder. It hurt, and finally frowned, staring at the snail meat inside very suspiciously.

Like a cat that can't eat meat.

"Did you forget to cut your butt?"

Duan Zhuo laughed so hard that his shoulders shook, he picked up a toothpick and poked out a piece of meat and handed it to him: "Stupid."

"You didn't tell me you had toothpicks either."

"Hasn't Xiao Jiang eaten this before?" Duan Zhihong asked.

"No," Jiang Sui tilted his head and opened his mouth to pick up the meat, "My mother is allergic to seafood, so our family eats very little seafood."

"Then you shouldn't be allergic?" Duan Zhihong asked again.

"I'm not allergic, I quite like seafood."

Under the light, Jiang Sui's eyes lit up: "Well, this flower snail is very tasty and delicious."

Duan Zhuo put the poked snail meat into his spoon: "You just describe it as 'very tasty'? Don't you often watch food broadcasts? Can you come up with something new?"

"Hmm..." Jiang Sui seemed to think about his words seriously, "Let's put it this way, it's so delicious that I want to marry you, okay?"

Knowing that it was deceitful, Duan Zhuo insisted on taking it as the truth, and replied with crooked eyebrows: "OK."

This lunch was originally made to welcome Duan Zhihong's release from prison, but it ended with Jiang Sui eating until he hiccupped.

The dishes and chopsticks were left to Duan Zhihong to clean up, and Duan Zhuo took Jiang Sui out for a stroll.From shopping malls to cinemas, to the beaches he used to go to when he was a child, and staying until it was completely dark before returning home, Duan Zhuo collected a lot of recruitment notices.

But when they got home, Duan Zhihong was already resting, and Duan Zhuo gently closed the door of his room and went back to his bedroom.

Jiang Sui was taking a shower in the bathroom inside, when Duan Zhuo thought of something, he walked to the door and said, "Have you checked to see if the shampoo inside has expired, if it is about to expire, I'll help you go out and buy it."

"I didn't look at it. I brought a small bottle with me." Jiang Sui's voice was covered by the sound of water, as if it was covered with a film. "I remember that this thing has a long shelf life, so it shouldn't have expired."

Duan Zhuo put his hand on the doorknob, trying to unscrew it, but finally he endured it. Would it be strange to rush in to see the date?

He went back to the bed and sat down, and took out the tablet from his schoolbag, which contained some literature on sports mechanics and human body structure that he had downloaded in advance.He promised Wang Ye that he would read all the mind maps listed before next Friday, but now he was going to share the bed with the person he had a crush on, so he didn't have the heart to read these things.

10 minutes passed, still stuck on the list of documents, and there were many fantasy pictures about Jiang Sui lying on the bed, naked.

He had never thought about this before, but since that day, he accidentally found two used condoms in the trash can of Wang Ye's house, everything has developed in an uncontrollable direction.

It was as if someone opened the door to a new world for him. He knew that boys and boys can also have sex, so he searched for related entries on the Internet and saw many large-scale pictures and videos, which led to his recent dream Jiang Sui's frequency soared, and every time his body reacted greatly.

This kind of guilt-filled thing is very addictive, and he feels like he is going to become a psychopath.

"I washed it." Jiang Sui came out after wiping his hair, sat on the edge of the bed, turned around and asked, "Why didn't I find the hair dryer."

"It's not that you didn't find it, it's that I didn't buy it." Duan Zhuo said embarrassingly, "I have short hair, and it dries after a while."

"No wonder." Seeing him holding the tablet, Jiang Sui moved it to the bedside, "What are you looking at?"

The wet hair inadvertently poked Duan Zhuo's face, with a very fresh lemon fragrance, Duan Zhuo's heartbeat was exaggerated, and he lowered his head and said, "Just some documents, the coach asked me to read them."

"Documents?" Jiang Sui looked at him, "Are you going to write a paper?"

"No," Duan Zhuo sat upright, and explained earnestly, "The main reason is to look at the data analyzed by some seniors and correct the training method. Like I used to swim 1500 meters before, I used to breathe on both sides, but many test results showed that one side The breathing speed will be faster, and I will switch to unilateral breathing."

What Duan Zhuo was reading was a doctoral dissertation, and Jiang Sui felt his head burning after reading a few lines of explanatory text.

"Can you chew this too?"

"Because it's hard to chew, not many people see it. Such information gap may create unexpected value."

Jiang Sui paused while wiping his hair, and said in a low voice, "You put it this way...it seems that I'm so ignorant."

Duan Zhuo laughed: "Do you still use me to show your ignorance?"

Jiang Sui snorted, took the towel away to dry on a chair beside him, lay down, folded his calf on the knee of the other leg, and swayed.

"Don't be angry." Duan Zhuo bumped into him with a smile, "I also wrote some about short track speed skating, I will make a mind map for you after I finish reading, there are some about foreign athletes, especially Korean athletes Your tactical analysis should be very helpful to you."

"Really?" Jiang Sui became excited when he heard this, "Let me take a look too."

Duan Zhuo was intoxicated by the fragrance of lemon, staring at his eyelashes for a long time, Jiang Sui suddenly raised his eyebrows, Duan Zhuo was like a frightened bird, gave him the tablet, got up and said: "I, I forgot to bring back the towel, Can I use yours?"

"Of course it's ok, don't you need to ask, as long as you don't use my towel as a foot cloth."

The fluffy fluff of the towel still smelled of Jiang's body. Duan Zhuo leaned his back against the bathroom door, buried his cheek in the towel, and took a deep breath. The smell was faint but attractive.

As if he had been poisoned by some kind of strong poison, his knees suddenly became weak, and he slowly slid down from the back of the door, sitting on the floor tiles, but at the same time, he felt very satisfied physically and mentally, and the towel covered his face completely.

After he finished breathing and went back after taking a shower, Jiang Sui had already turned off the bedside light.

Duan Zhuo felt in the dark, climbed onto the bed against the side of the wall, and called softly, but the person next to him didn't answer him.

Probably because he drank too much liquor and was sleepy, Duan Zhuo helped him tuck in the quilt and lay flat in the corner.

The same is squeezed into a small bed, but the state is completely different from the last time in the hospital. I can't help but pay attention to the person sleeping next to me. Even if it's just a little outline, a little smell, it is a fatal attraction for Duan Zhuo.

Darkness seems to have a certain magical power, which makes people have fearless courage, thinking about things that they dare not think about or do during the day, and it also makes despicability even more despicable.

Can't sleep, and don't want to sleep, the lights and shadows in front of Duan Zhuo's eyes are floating, all are the pictures in the short video, but the protagonists in it all become Jiang Sui.He saw him standing under the shower in a white shirt and taking a shower, the soaked fabric was clinging to his skin, and his underwear was stretched out in a round arc by his hips.

There was nothing left, so Jiang Sui just lay on the frosted glass and smiled at him, mouthing to ask him, "Do you want to come in?"

In the April day, with a thin layer of quilt, Duan Zhuo felt hot and unbearable, tossing and turning, he pinched his thigh to warn himself that he could not go on with such crazy fantasies, but it didn't work at all, and the people beside him were full of sweetness. breath, as deceptive as poppies.

Duan Zhuo swallowed deeply, while loathing himself, approached with red ears, held Jiang Sui's fingers, slowly and carefully opened his clothes, and pressed Jiang Sui's warm palm against his lower abdomen.Almost instantly, he felt the pleasure of ascending to heaven. His soul broke through the confinement and floated into the air. Breathing became heavier every time, and his body trembled accordingly.

A hot current collided in the body, flowing from the lower abdomen to the limbs, making every part of the body extremely sensitive, fragile, but very comfortable.

He closed his eyes, thinking almost desperately that he had fallen on this person and was completely hopeless.

It was still dark, and he was already dreading the arrival of tomorrow morning.

He held Jiang Sui's hand to his lips, and kissed it gently and reverently.