In the bedroom on the second floor, there was a fishy smell of sexual desire that had not yet subsided. I nested on the sofa and swallowed anti-inflammatory pills into my stomach, watching my brother take away my wet sheets and put on a new one. The sheets were light. Lotus color is more suitable for girls, but I think it is gentle.
My brother came over to hug me, and I kicked him with his foot. He grabbed my ankle and kissed the sole of my foot. It was very itchy.
I don't need to be hugged, but I see my brother's eyes are very lonely, he wants to hug me very much. So I didn't resist him and hugged me horizontally, in order to comfort the old brother who was hurt by my words, willing to be a princess for a second.
He helped me fill my swollen and hot acupuncture points with ointment, rubbed a layer of soothing lotion on my swollen butt, and grabbed my buttocks and pulled the swollen chrysanthemum with my fingertips. He also told me that it was all right but it was a little swollen.
I kept burying my face in the pillow, and asked him with a nasal voice, "Isn't it fucked up..."
"No, just take it easy."
It's still a leisurely effort. I sympathize with my brother's mistresses. He is not the kind of man who is always merciful. He is absolutely sexually abused, but he doesn't make cruel hands on me.
Actually, I would be embarrassed too. At first I thought it was fine to have sex with my brother, but when I realized it later, he held me and fed me with a bottle when he was young, took me to catch grasshoppers and squeeze dragonflies, and sent me to school to do it for me. I was eating, but now I was rolling on the bed in the middle of the night and kissing and having anal sex. I was a little embarrassed.
My brother came to kiss me, and I pretended to sleep. He pecked my lips a few times and couldn't get a response. He stayed silently for ten seconds before returning to me and lying down, lying on his side and hugging me from behind.
My brother seemed to have insomnia. He turned over to help me tuck the quilt, and adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner. He held me in his arms and breathed shallowly beside my neck. He was completely a child with ADHD. I think if I go to university in another place, he must miss me very much and will call me every day. If I am too busy to hang up his phone, he will drive to me with delicious food, and then pretend to ask unintentionally. I don't want to hang up his phone. If my elder brother also has elder pain, he will be very good at acting like a baby.
I was awake and drowsy from time to time with a fever. I felt a little more comfortable after sweating. I woke up again and looked at my watch in the middle of the night, but it was cold when I touched the space on my hand.
My brother is sitting on the floor of the balcony with sandals on his feet. He has a black vest on his sturdy and generous back. The shoulders are wide, but the waist is tight and narrow, a bit sloppy, and a bit nice.
He turned his back to me, and the smoke from his mouth rose from the top of his head into the dark air. At this time, the moon was rising high, and it was spreading on my brother like fine snow. He is like blooming in the snow, and I want to lick the moonlight off his face.
I watched him no longer look like the kid king who led me crazy when he was a child. He has grown up, and I haven't yet. If Duan Rui becomes a father, his children will be the happiest, being accompanied, encouraged, loved and embraced, and get everything I don't have.
So I cruelly deprived him of the right to be someone else's father, and let him be my brother in his life. If he wants, he can be my father occasionally, anyway, I don't have a father.
I got out of bed barefoot and opened the French windows, the sultry heat of the night rushed over my face, and a thin layer of sweat was also floating on my brother's skin.
By the time I realized what I was doing, it was too late—I couldn't help licking the sweat from my brother's butterfly bone.
My brother trembled, and when I looked back, I saw that I was reflexively pressing me on the ground, his hands and knees buckled me under him.
"Salty." And the fragrance of shower gel. I looked up at him, muttering nonchalantly.
My brother kissed me with a faint smile, his cigarette was still in his hand, and his breath was full of the choking tobacco smell. He pulled the curtains to cover us and made a good kiss more than an affair. Stimulate.
My brother and I whispered, talking about trivial teasing and some unnutritious concerns.
"Little thing, come and tease your brother if your butt doesn't hurt?"
"It still hurts. I didn't tease you."
"The forehead doesn't seem to be too hot, is it still uncomfortable."
"better… "
"My kiss."
"Fuck, why?"
He didn't tell me why, he put his face to my mouth, I kissed his cheek, he bends his eyes, hugged me and turned over, and put me on him.
There are many inexplicable rules in this world. Women can sleep on lotus-colored sheets, men can only sleep on blue, white and gray sheets, women can walk arm in hand for a whole day, and men can only enter the store alone to make quick decisions. Women can walk with milk tea, ice cream, marshmallows, men can only hold their girlfriends, women can receive a large teddy bear that is tall in festivals, and men can only receive razors and tie clips.
I held Duan Rui with my legs wrapped around him, and my cheeks were close to him, as if he was the big bear I received on my birthday (he told me I did see him on the day I was born).
"I love you." I whispered to my brother.
He was silent for a while, and sat up holding me. I am a heavy guy, as if there is no weight in his arms, he can pick me up easily, and I imagine how far I can fly if he throws me away. He never threw me at once.
"I love you too." His hands seemed to tremble when he kissed me.
I haven't been able to get out of bed for three days. The pain in my butt is one aspect. I don't want to go back to school at all. I don’t know if those photos caused an uproar in the school these days when I was hiding at home.
The old school-dedicated phone in my school uniform and trousers pierced the ears. I went to the sofa and turned my phone out to answer the phone. It was my head teacher who urged me to go back to class.
I thought she was going to notify me to drop out. I don’t know if the whole school has to inform Duan Yan and his brother of homosexuality and incest. After all, we have committed a lot of crimes.
The head teacher did not mention dropping out of school. She scolded me and said that she was going to be in the third year of high school soon, and she did not put her mind on studying. The second generation of other people's rich is eating their own father. What is your own brother's ability? Your brother and me It's still a kid at this age. Why do you have a company boss in front of you? You run around like a gangster, and have a snack!
I decided to go to school and circle around.
When I went there, everyone was in class. The school was calm and calm, and occasionally a few students who sneaked away from physical education class passed by me. I walked slowly on the boulevard, stepping on the ground covered with sun spots. I hate these spots because they are brighter than mine.
Pumpkin Liu was holding a broom on the podium, dancing with his hands and making gestures. There was a moving point P between two points. I opened the door of the classroom and lowered my eyes and said a report. Pumpkin Liu pushed my glasses and pulled me away with the broom. Said I blocked the blackboard.
The students all laughed.
I feel a lot easier.
There are dozens of sets of papers and quiz papers piled on the table, neatly folded, and the papers are pasted with these days' homework. The writing on my front table is very neat and tidy.
There is a math workbook at the same table, and the four sand sculptures on the right side are measuring their waist with a string of black garbage bags. The length of the garbage bags is not enough for the fat man. The four people are laughing on the table. Blushing.
The sand sculpture near me stuffed me with a plastic bag while holding back a smile, covering his mouth with the paper: "Duan Yan, you measure it, we will have a thicker waist than yours when get out of class is over, please take spicy food."
I opened my school uniform and measured it.
Pumpkin Liu throws a javelin and threw the broom over, and slammed it on the back wall with a loud bang: "Duan Yan! Give me tricks as soon as I get back, what are you doing!"
The plastic bag was wrapped around my waist and could not be taken off for a while. I stood up and said, "Report, measure the average perimeter of the middle part of the human body."
The whole class began to laugh again, and I was crying with joy covering my mouth at the front desk.
In the next class of physical education, two-thirds of the class ran as soon as the bell rang. I don't know if I should go out.
When the class was almost gone, I turned around at the front table, sneaked out a large pile of things from my table pocket and stuffed it to me without saying anything, holding a badminton racket and ran to the waiting little sister outside. Physical education class.
I am the only one left in the classroom. I took apart the things she gave me, thinking it might be because so many people handed me love letters these days when I was away. After opening it, I was really taken aback.
They are all pictures of me and my brother, which are the same as those given to me by Shichen. There is no new style.
There is also a letter in it.
The text on the letter is as beautiful as the handwriting that memorized the homework for me:
"These are all photos of people from outside who spilled into the school. I, Ren Yingying, Lei Bowen, small glasses, and senior high school senior Shi Chen, a few of the basketball teams of Class 4, I collected them all for you, and I didn’t keep any of them. , It feels unlucky to burn the photos, so just leave it to you to deal with it yourself."
"Your brother is such a gentle person. Is there anything incredible to like him?"
I do not know what to say.
I stuffed the photos into my school bag, sat on my seat and listened to the barking screaming outside the window.
Anyway, fortunately there are them.
Otherwise I thought I was living in the abyss.