She still hung her neck up!

Du Ruo couldn't believe it. She entered the col when the setting sun gave way to the last touch of orange at the pass, and the twilight haze gradually dispersed close to the treetops. At that time, it was said that the mountains were fading in the distance, and the peaks and ravines of Bashan reflected the glow of the sunset, and the light and dark were different. She looked a little lost, and for a long time she silently watched the passing train at the small station, and her slender figure quietly fell into the bleak darkness behind her, merging with the empty and winding shadow of the mountain col into a reckless patch. She walked along the meandering bank of the pass to the edge of the pool. An afterglow shot obliquely into the clear water, dressed in a suit that Du Ruo didn't know, and the fading blue of the sky and the emerald green of the slowly weeping branches and leaves in the distance were stacked into a very beautiful pattern. When she set foot in the pond, it was the season when the glow returned, the forest at the mouth of the pass was dyed, the clear water reflected the long mountains on both sides, and the sparkling waves were floating on the stream full of Changpu. She gently brushed aside the grass, and the curling branches of her waist made a graceful curve, and the splashes of water fell on her fat back and soft shoulders. Then she walked step by step to the depths of the pool, and the water stirred around her legs, waist, and breast. Seeing that the pool was about to flood her shoulders, her black hair was in a mess, and suddenly she screamed desperately, and suddenly turned back, her bloodless face full of strange and terrifying expressions. Then she staggered back to the shore, and sat down on the grass, as if she was full of grievances and couldn't think of sad things, and she fell down on the edge of the pool and cried. At this time, the evening was falling all around, and a fluffy mist hung high above the mountain stream and on the bushes on the shore. She cried for a while, her shoulders twitching with a faint pain, and her hair on one shoulder was attached to the grass by the pool. After that, she sat up, struggling to move her pale lips, tiredly raised her distracted eyes, wiped the tears on her face with a silk handkerchief, and stared blankly at the faint surface of the pool, choking back tears, and carefully putting on makeup......

Only then did Du Ruo understand that she was here to seek death. Du Ruo is not interested in saving people. If it weren't for the tragic death of his father under the train wheel in order to save people that year, Du Ruo would definitely be like his classmates studying on the other side of the ocean, guilty of sacrificing his youth and love in the folds of Bashan, and for the noble cause of a hundred yuan, a T-shaped hammer and a broken house for this life. Du Ruo put away the sketchpad and stood up lazily, but couldn't help but turn his head again, and Du Ruo gasped unconsciously. It turns out that the woman who has put on makeup is so gorgeous. In the past years, Du Ruo was pretentious, did not deal with women, indulged in the small world of art, and enjoyed himself alone. But the women in the mountains are really not worth wasting their emotions. A refreshing and refreshing daughter, a few days after giving birth to the ground, she dragged two yellow braids, and then a little bigger, replaced with two antelope horn braids, and stayed until she was finally seventeen or eight years old, the two braids were black and shiny, and they opened up like a waterfall of a mountain stream, but the good times did not last long, and they got married, and with a "click" sound, the braids fell to the ground, and a piece of Baotou was wrapped until they were old. However, one cannot avoid the temptation of the surname and swim in the clouds of pure spiritual enjoyment. Sometimes Du Ruo is driven by a repressed instinct to hear a woman whose voice is sweeter than music or to see a woman's face that is more moving than a painting. Du Ruo hurried to the city, and various Xinhua bookstores went to see if there were any new beauties. If you happen to buy one, Du Ruo is in a state of excitement all day long, walking through the streets and alleys, finding a secluded place, kissing the face of the beauty, touching the beauty's room, at the end, carefully roll it up, bring it back to the station, stick it on the wall, smoke on the east ridge or willow green in the cold moon, buy a bottle of wine, raise a glass to invite the beauty, and get drunk. Therefore, Du Ruo has not been tempted by the woman created by nature by chance, and has fallen for the ** of women, not to mention that half of the human experience is a woman's man or a girl's dream lover!

Du Ruo held his breath and quietly hid into the bushes. The night was darker, and there was silence all around, except for the last glimmer of light along the stream. She sat motionless on the rock, at the junction of the mountain and the water, in the place where the light and darkness were scattered, the misty flowers leaned against the stone and suddenly it was twilight. Her feet are immersed in the water, the branches and leaves draped on the shore from time to time ripple around the legs, the submerged body shows a charming curve, her shoulders are gently shivering in the mountain breeze in the evening, the eyebrows are like the green mountains in the painting, and at the bottom of the mountain are two large black pools, and there are Fei Fei's fragrant grass gently and charmingly surrounding it, a little red lips are rubbed into a very small pattern, and the powdered face is just like the tender white peach blossoms on the branches of March. Du Ruo was intoxicated by the art of human beauty more than once, and always believed that beauty was the affinity of love, and it was a kind of spiritual compensation for the mundane life of human beings. Whenever Du Ruo revels in music, dance, sculpture, and painting, a long-dormant emotion, consciousness, and interest will flourish, and he will meditate and reverie for several days, put himself in his shoes, and roam in the illusory world. Sometimes he thinks that this is the catharsis of the suppressed subconscious, the sublimation of the surname instinct, and sometimes he also thinks that this is the psychopathy induced by long-term solitude, and the natural outpouring of possessiveness of the female surname. However, it is undeniable that the longer you immerse yourself in the illusory time, the stronger the artistic and aesthetic tastes become, and the rough enthusiasm and spontaneous desire for the surname are externalized into rational emotions, so as to further isolate from society in life, and expand a small world belonging to one's own civilization and development in the environment of ignorance and scarcity......

Du Ruo stood very intently for a while, his heart was like a solid ice slowly running over, a kind of faint feeling that had been floating for half a lifetime, and he didn't know what it was spreading in his mind, and his face was like a withered petal......

- Xiaomin, you look so beautiful!

- Mom said I was the prettiest in the class!

- Why aren't your breasts high?

- Really? My mother's breasts are so high!

- I have a way!

- Is it good to teach me?

- Don't tell anyone!

- Where, let's pull the hook, one, two, three...... Who's snitching who's the puppy!

Who knew that Du Ruo hadn't kissed Xiao Min's face yet, and she actually cried out loud. The teacher said that Du Ruo was a bad child. His classmates ignored him. Ignore it, Du Ruo was angry, and secretly stuffed caterpillars into Xiao Min's schoolbag. Grandpa said that only women and villains are the most difficult to raise. Du Ruo was happy, remarkably comfortable, and bravely went to and from school alone......

——In the grove of Binjiang Park, wear a crimson windbreaker, tie a white silk scarf, and twist a copy of "Foreign Aesthetics"!

Du Ruoyou looked forward to this provocative scene......

- I don't want to think about it, people who are half cut into the ground, what else is there to be romantic? Clear, straightforward, and shameful! Open your dog's eyes and see! Don't you think you're talented? The leper jumped on the pancake pan, tirelessly jumped around, and drew a basket of waste paper. As a result, the socioeconomic status is higher than others, and the wife he asks for is more beautiful than others. It is important to know that the general surname in the current social consciousness does not determine that the consciousness and behavior of social roles must be good, and they must behave in accordance with morality. At the same age as you, married to get married, to get married, to do a lot of good things. And you, my Gaoyang drunkard, not a Confucian, carrying a wine bottle and looking at the fall, touching the navel and saying that it is a big copper coin, and I don't even know what a woman looks like when she sleeps on the bed. Don't you understand, 'A husband is born to have a house, a woman is born to have a home, and everyone has a parent's heart,' and you have a room full of books in the belly of a dog!"

Du Ruo repented, a heel fell from the clouds, it was not far away, and he felt that today was and yesterday was not, and the scratching force was like an ant on a hot pot. Look at the beautiful portraits on the wall, and look at the female models in the paintings. Du Ruo suddenly understood that what was on the wall was on the wall after all. How many times, Du Ruoyong disturbed himself, borrowed wine to drown his sorrows, and didn't see the beauties in the painting to relieve his worries for him, and smiled to relieve the blockages in his chest; How many times, Du Ruo suddenly went crazy with joy, and the beauties on the wall didn't expect to have fun with him, and they still smiled and groaned, as if whoever in the world was willing to pay for her, she would laugh at whoever she would spend her life laughing at. How can I compare this woman in reality, accompany you to work during the day, accompany you at night**, and you can slap it when you are happy, although it is said that people eat cereals, women cannot have no regrets, but real beauties have an ugly place. Only then did Du Ruo know that he was keen to pay for beauty portraits, which was really a way to satisfy his surname, so he often raised the surname object to an unattainable level, so that in real life, he could no longer find a girl who could match it. Du Ruo was irritable and restless for several days, and buried his head deep in sorrow with a silence that was more sad than tears. The mother-in-law and mother-in-law of the small station, the mother-in-law of the neighborhood, activities in all directions, asking for help from all directions, and burning incense when they meet a good girl's house. It is said that Du Ruo has a good temper that is not afraid of being crushed to death by a piece of lamp grass resting on his back, a thrifty virtue that can also be crushed by a copper plate, and a good reputation for a lover who flies thousands of miles with geese flying thousands of miles, and a girl marrying him is like falling and picking up a gold ingot, which is a lifetime of decent scenery with crows as phoenixes. Du Ruo's conditions, alas, are low, as long as it is a woman who does not hold a diaper to cover her face and does not affect the city's appearance. Tell me, who in this world is not a nose and two eyes, how can it affect the appearance of the city. Collapsed nose, Cheng, hemp, no matter how good, the ugly wife of the leaky field is a treasure!

When the dusk of the willow tops of the moon is overshadowed, the twilight of the night covers up the troubles of the white day, and the silence gradually spreads from the lilac branches. Du Ruo's first date with a girl. At that time, Du Ruo was indeed personable, because of too much balsam, his face was glowing with pretentiousness, and the imported suit that he usually did not want to show was worn neatly on his body, and the pure gold chest ornament alone was enough to show that if the girl was willing to go into the café with him, she would definitely not have to pay. How comfortable it is to drill into the woods and hug and kiss in the dark, and how beautiful it is to go to the downtown in the middle of the day and hug the intimacy. That girl was really out of line. The goose-egg-shaped face is white and tender like a hibiscus, and the kiss is delicious, the slightly thick lips, the lower lip is slightly upturned a little, like a budding rose, if you hold and kiss it, it is not soul-staggering. Du Ruo only felt how charming Qingshan was for a while, and a few wisps of blush ignited by excitement always rose on his face. This girl belongs to me, and I am the one who is rightly named this beautiful blessing. A woman will only fall in love if she has a skin-to-skin relationship with a man. Du Ruo reached out to put his hand around her shoulder. The girl stepped aside, a flash of surprise at the corner of her brow, and then shame spread across her rosy face. Du Ruoli felt an emptiness in his heart fall to the ground, every nerve in his body was activated, and a feeling of freedom and ease that liberated his soul made him talk and laugh freely, calm and confident. He invited the girl for a walk and quoted scriptures to talk about aesthetics. In the empty woods at dusk, there are occasionally a few fallen leaves, and there is a strong smell of wet leaves. Du Ruo first tentatively held her hand carefully. The girl seemed to be impressed by Du Ruo's gorgeous demeanor and extensive knowledge, and subconsciously struggled, and a worried smile cracked at the corner of her mouth. Du Ruo moved closer to the girl, looking at the azure blood on her fluffy white neck, and at the firm and plump youthful curves in her rose-red cardigan. Du Ruo only felt that an extreme pleasure made him dizzy, and he hurriedly suppressed a twitch in his throat. Du Ruo's whole body and mind are intoxicated with this pure sensual pleasure, the hazy and realistic longing for the beauty of the female surname when he paints in his spare time, and the humble and primitive longing for the object of sensuality when he is tormented by the blazing ** at night, all of which are temporarily emotionally satisfied. Du Ruo slowly led the girl into the depths of the forest, where a few gray clouds of the sky swam between the pale green trees, and a few small birds were happily noisily on the purple branches and mossy trunks around them. Du Ruo almost hugged the girl completely. At this point he proposed to stand under a tree for a while. The girl glanced at him timidly, and lowered her eyelashes shyly, and the nervous and timid look added a little more charm to her. Du Ruo has fully believed that his ** consciousness has worked on the girl's body, and now he only needs to tightly net the girl's ** like a net, and then slowly soothe her and enjoy her. However, the noble act of kissing cannot be done hastily all at once. If Du Ruo is just intoxicated by the simple and eternal process of surname action, then Du Ruo's countless failures and failures, his favorite hopes and glasses to invite beauties when he is down, and his most brilliant dreams when he is drunk and confused, are all in vain. The key to the beauty of the scenery of love lies in the grasp of reason, just as music is the art of illusory time, the symbols themselves do not express emotions, people are intoxicated to capture only the phrases and harmonies, just like the dark fragrance of plum blossoms wafting in the humid air at dusk, which will inevitably make you open your nostrils. Du Ruo finally leaned down and kissed the girl's cherry-like lips with an affectionate smile. The girl was stunned for a moment, and shook her head vigorously. However, Du Ruo is already in spring and can't help himself. He pressed all his ** consciousness and spiritual power on the girl, while caressing the girl's towering and sturdy youth with his hands. The girl let out a frightened and indistinct moan, finally broke free, and slapped Du Ruo in anger, and the face that was kissed was full of contempt and hatred: "You rascal! Du Ruo suddenly felt disheartened, and all the perfect enthusiasm vanished. Look at the girl stumbling out of the woods, Du Ruoton fell into the ice cellar, the whole person and his head froze, and the layers of joy of the night were also frozen into ice......

It was completely dark, and the col was shrouded in a hazy glow. She left the edge of the pool and walked slowly up the hill, looking like a walking corpse, and the crunch of her trouser legs torn by thorns overflowed in the silent night, making people feel more and more pity.

Du Ruo hurriedly picked up the drawing board, and an uncontrollable curiosity in his heart and the pleasure of sympathy forced him to follow him from a distance. She wandered in the depths of the secluded pine forest, her face with two shallow pear vortices, and a few strands of black silk hanging on her soft forehead, looking so elegant and holy. Du Ruo was surprised that Di Yuan opened his eyes, and a subtle feeling welled up in his heart. Later, she wandered among the mixed flowers, and her delicate and beautiful silhouette gently wandered in the green grass of Manyan, which seemed so light, like a cloud, light on the frosty blue sky.

Du Ruo couldn't hold back the passion in his heart any longer, and jumped out from behind the tree at once. However, after taking a few steps, an indescribable vague and helpless desolation jumped into my heart, and I shuddered awefully, and couldn't help but hide in the darkness again. What does her beauty have to do with her, and she is not her wife, she is guilty of wasting her tongue and emotions for the beauty of a woman she never knows, and maybe she will be criticized, saying that he doesn't eat ripe grapes, picks sour ones, can't eat swan meat, and smells swans. Besides, even if he saves her, what good will it do him, just to save a wife for a man in the city, even if she can be grateful for the newspaper, it is just a few wisps of the fragrance of the women in the city in his bachelor's house, and then the city will be the city after all, and she will pat her ass and leave, and she will think of Du Ruo's revolutionary heroism at this time.

Du Ruo shook his head, blushing at his ridiculous behavior of not being able to nirvana in front of a beautiful woman. She finally stopped walking all over the mountain paths, but leaned against a vigorous old pine, surrounded by swaying flower branches and swaying leaf shadows, dark and dense around her. Du Ruo suddenly felt that she might not really want to die, the people in the city don't have to run for food and clothing, and their personal potential and values are richer. If you can't mix work, career or love, you can't go on, so you want to avoid society and family to experience the joy of death romantically. Society is a paradise for people who have sunk, and there are many talents from the children of the unit. The whole world is turbid, I am alone, everyone is drunk, and I am sober. Du Ruo's pursuit of art is not just an amateur level, and he often feels that he stands out from the crowd and is often oppressed by social public opinion. Besides, she's still a city person, and she's a beautiful city woman!

Du Ruo hated to be with her for a while......

She was already tearing her clothes to make a rope for hanging.

Du Ruo was suddenly startled, a bleak and confused look appeared on his face, and he unconsciously ran closer, and disappeared into the darkness silently. She knotted the rope one by one, put it on the tree, and even stood on tiptoe to test the pull of the rope. After that, she turned her face up, and her eyelashes, which closed like a long curtain, stirred gently, and two crystal tears rolled down her cheeks......

She still hung her neck up, her backs were straight and straight, the mountain wind stirred her hair messy, and her thin body was covered by no clothes, and her belly looked very big. It's her? Du Ruo was shocked, she couldn't believe her eyes, didn't she die and marry in the city without regret? At the beginning, the feces shell mantis became aware of it, and it turned around in this mountain like a shocking shadow, so it climbed high and went to the city, which caused a lot of afterlife to be full of hunger, and provoked Du Ruo to break his liver and intestines. Why are you about to become a mother today, and you can't think about it. Du Ruo blinked, and his heart suddenly broke inch by inch like the most beautiful but chaotic strings that had ever been played. Gradually, the body and the hidden feelings hidden deep in the heart, Xiao Min's childish face and the girl's adoring eyes and the sensual objects of countless night dreams became one. Du Ruo no longer waited and hesitated, dropped the drawing board, and rushed forward with one arrow step......

- Du Ruo's lover is here, and it is said that he is still in the city!

——The painter's blessing is not shallow, a family of three, and it is said that he has a good time!

- Why do you usually see Du Ruo is the stove prince sticking to his legs and stomach, people are moving from house to house, I haven't heard that there is a wife in the city, and a person in the dark is so busy that his feet are facing the sky, and he is killing chickens and cutting meat, it should be a cat biting urine and soaking in the air and rejoicing!

- Oh, don't stick couplets on your dog's mouth, don't take the land lord as a god, look at last year's old imperial calendar, and laugh at others' mistakes.

- Shhh, don't make a sound, I didn't see Du Ruo coming, lie down, the girl in the room is still lying down, stay for a while and ask Huazi to sing the lotus fall, maybe there will be a happy thing!

- What are you going to do, look at the corner, hehe, only you can think of it!

The first thing I saw was the beautifully framed oil painting by the window, apparently copied from the magazine. Sunlight shines through the cracks in the screen window, gilding the naked sleeping beauty on the couch with a golden yellow that makes people think about it. Under the oil painting, on a very shabby long table, there is a large color TV with the word "sharp" printed on it and a video recorder with the word "sharp" also printed on it. In the corners of the left compartment is also a long table, which is littered with dirty bowls and empty bottles, and there is a mirror on top of it, and above the mirror is a banner that reads "Suffering is a blessing". There are beautiful portraits on all sides, and those beauties have full shadows and silhouettes, most of which are cut out from wall calendars and magazines. The rows of cosmetics under the mirror are quite complete, including the Reojoic, Tianzi, and Yongfang series, and the most eye-catching is the bottle of pearl cream, which is usually only used by girls who love beauty......

Ren Yan was slightly curious, curled up, trying her best to sit up, but her legs were soft and her whole body didn't obey the call, she turned over slightly, and a whole row of magnificent bookshelves on the opposite wall suddenly jumped into view. Ren Yan was taken aback and hurriedly raised her head, but her brain was in turmoil, and the thoughts that came to her made her swell and crack. In a trance, black, boundless; The road is intermittent. Ren Yan was in that twilight again, tears like falling flowers adorning her withered cheeks, and misery shrouded her sick and weak body like a haze, adding a few wisps of desolation to the mountains and mountains. Ren Yan ran and ran, she was really tired, and she rested exhausted, she didn't know where to run, where was the place where she settled down. She finally ran to a place, the courtyard was resplendent with gold, the walls were towering, and the shade of the tall green trees revealed the prosperity and honor that made people feel satisfied even when they walked down the street, as if it were a unit where she had lost her reputation.

Ren Yan breathed down, like an abandoned woman who was full of pain and had nowhere to confide, leaning against the door exhaustedly. "Alas, it's true, seeing that she is usually gentle and polite and polite, she still looks like a woman, why don't she study well, her belly makes people bigger, and I don't know which wild man it is!" "Alas, you don't know, the female dog doesn't cock her tail, the male dog can't go up, I heard that she used to be a teacher in Daba Mountain, a mountain that I don't know what to call the station, but the sun is shining, but I hollowed out my mind, sharpened my brain, and went to other people's cold butts with a hot face, and I want to be transferred back to the city, I have no power and no money, and I want to climb high branches, so I can't be a small low, pretend to be a bitch and kick under my feet, and don't seduce men!" Suddenly, the units shot cold arrows from all directions, and the strange faces that looked at others in distress and looked at others laughing overlapped in front of them.

Ren Yan's heart froze, and she stood up vigilantly, as if she had swallowed a green-headed fly, angry and anxious, and took a few steps forward strongly, stumbling and running again. I don't know how many mountains I have run, I don't know how many rivers I have run, and the four fields are vast and uninhabited. There seems to be another place in front of us. The picturesque lawn in front of the door seems to still have the shadow of childhood, and the harmonious lights in the interior once pinned on the longing and confusion of many drooping girls when they first understood the world, as if she had lost her family affection.

"Women starve to death is a small matter, a loss of temperament is a big thing, extramarital love is still despicable, not to mention that you have this kind of thing, your parents raised you with a handful of and urine, you are afraid of melting in your mouth, you are afraid of falling in your hands, tighten your belt for you to go to college, that little money is scraped from between your teeth, and a family of money is earned by a bead of sweat. I finally hope that you will graduate from college, the country will give you a bowl of rice to eat, you think the unit is not good, it is a mountain, look at a TV, the antenna on the roof can't look at a central station, you have to be transferred back to the city, for the father and the people, and there has not been a feather fan in the ancestral grave, you are not easy to live, in order to return to the city, you go to fill in the house, and ask the children who are half a table high to call you mother, which I also pinch my nose and admit it, what can I do, if you want to eat, you have to have a place to put a stick. poked the backbone in the back of the street house, and used his face as a curtain for others, so he was transferred back to the city. has a house, a car, fine clothes and food, and gold on the face, now it's time to pay attention, you should know that wax porridge is not so easy to drink. You can't live for three days, and this mountain is as high as that mountain, and it belongs to a mouse, and you put down your paws and forget it, and this kind of thing happens again. Is there such a shameless act in the world as you crossing the river, demolishing the bridge, going upstairs and dialing the ladder, only caring about your own pleasure and ignoring the lives of others? You don't have a face, do you want the whole family to follow you and treat your ass as a face, how will you be a person after you are called a father! Will he let you go? No one will tear your face, and hang the pot you eat as a gong, can you swallow this breath! Where's your little white face? Isn't it usually said that he wears a cool hat with garlic bumps and pretends to be a big-headed ghost! Why didn't you see him jump out of the crack in the stone and help you! If you cry, you just eat with tears all day long, what's the use? This time you're going to hang yourself, I'm afraid you won't even be able to find the rope for hanging your neck! "Two gray lenses cover a skinny face, which is white and wrinkled, rising with the sorrow of the family's misfortune and the pain of being a father, and then conjures up the weathered face of an old woman, with a sad and sad look stacked in the wrinkles on her forehead, and her dim and dim eyes are intertwined with tears of hatred of iron and steel, and hatred of women and phoenixes.

Ren Yan was blindfolded in remorse, tears suddenly soaked his palms, and he wished that there was a hole in the ground to get into. Step by step, she turned back, staggered and staggered and ran again. Ran to a street alley with flowers and willows, red mansions and vermilion foil, and wordless tears flowed down!

"Why don't you think about it, it's good to close and disperse! You are a good girl who eats imperial food, and you are wise. Three-legged toads are hard to find, and there are not many two-legged men. Why do you want to marry a bad old man who is half in the ground, it's not that he looks at other people's money and serves the yuan. Like you, I'm also looking at money. That's why I've been dealing with you for so long. The two of us are pumpkin flower scrambled eggs, one who loves money but not face, and no one picks anyone's no. Now that he has found out, he wants you to cover your face with a diaper and touch your head on the blade. What can I do, it's not that the puffer fish is floating on the surface of the water, staring at it dryly. I am still a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, I can't protect myself, will I touch a handful of lice on my head to scratch it, and carry other people's coffins to my own house to cry? Forget it, I don't think you have an ugly face, and you don't think I have a bad mouth, so why bother me. Find a way to get rid of the fetus, there is a thing in the world where the bones in the grave were humiliated and died, and the blushing face will pass, maybe he will forgive you. He is in his seventies and eighties, where can I find you such a young, beautiful, and diplomad daughter-in-law! Besides, if you marry me, what will happen to my wife and son, if you really don't even have a job, what money will I use to support you! You are such a water surname Yang Hua, God knows if your fetus is mine! There was a sinister smile behind him, and out of the orange light came a person with a colored face, like a husband who had just learned the amorous style, kissed Ren Yan's lips as a matter of course, and his fat face was shining with shameless brilliance because of his flying yellowness. Ren Yan trembled, her heart was like a snake biting her, her eyes wanted to spew fire, and she wanted to slap her to death, "Get out, get out of the way, you brute in human skin!" ”

After that, Ren Yan walked around the mountains with sorrow and sorrow, dragging haggard mountains and wilderness, as if there was no place for her to stand in the world, and there was no place for her to settle down in the bustling world. She walked through the faint mountain road in the twilight, the wind held the gloom in the forest, and sprinkled sullen all the way to chase the darkness that the peak fell in love with; She walked through the leafy mountain forest, the little trees fluttered in the mist with their soft branches, and the birds said in their throats, "Brother is not good......

Later, Ren Yan walked to a place where the mountains were green and the water lock was clear, which seemed to be the place where she had regrets all her life and dreamed of all her life. "There is a new female college student in the station, her face is like a plum blossom in the wax moon, white and red, and her body is like a rose on Bashan, slender and soft, who has the ability to snatch her, which is a blessing shared by hundreds of young people on our whole station!" "I heard that she not only looks good, but also has a good voice, and dances like an actor in the railway art troupe, you don't see her talking like a thrush, walking step by step and shaking three times, and her ass is twisted so that her whole body is full of melody!" "This is not counting Luo, she has knowledge, culture, ideals, one day to pick up the station, there are several large boxes of books, the secretary said that she is a model of young intellectuals in the new era, the stationmaster said that she is rooted in the mountainous area and dedicated to the canary. Looking at her rich cultural style and her personable city people's attire, we are like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden - beautiful and fresh everywhere! "In the bright pink and delicate years, she came to the west mountains in the spring here, the mountains and rivers were full of green, and there were many flowers chasing joy and shadows, and she was not afraid of people guessing. In autumn, I came to Nanxi for boating, the water breeze was cool and it was good to read, leading Gu Pan, and I wanted to be young and asked me where I was going. Ren Yan wiped a handful of tears, her heart was intertwined with pessimism and despair, and she was no longer dissatisfied with the world, as if a little soul had finally found a resting place, and she quietly passed away with too much interest in life. She took one last look at the disturbed world that had given her happiness, happiness, and desolation at her feet, and with a sad smile on the corner of her mouth, she resolutely hung her neck up towards the old branch of the old tree where she was perched......

"You're awake, you don't know me! I know you, Briar - the new female college student at the station! Du Ruo walked into the room, and the tiredness of the night was still a little unbearable on his face. On the bed, Ren Yan raised her head in surprise, rolled her two wooden eyes, glanced at Du Ruo uncertainly, and hurriedly reached out and pulled down the sleeves of her clothes that were exposed outside the quilt.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, but your appearance hasn't changed at all!" Du Ruo excitedly put the bowl of steaming chicken soup on the table, and couldn't help but smile happily while glancing at a few suspicious looks on Ren Yan's still beautiful face, which was still full of spring flowers. "You are so forgetful, the people in the mountains are full of flowers, drinking the rocky springs and the shade of the pines and cypresses, Jun Si and I are suspicious!"

"Du Sanniu?" Ren Yan was surprised for a while, and a blush flew on his face, and the image of the road maintenance worker in the work area who was sloppy, blushed when he saw the girl, wrote crookedly even the Du characters, and was also dedicated to painting, immediately appeared in front of him.

"Thank you, Mr. Ren, for your mercy!" Du Ruo was overjoyed, feeling a certain relief in his heart, and a certain kind of secrecy satisfaction, and bowed to Ren Yan with a hippie smile in a momentary emotional impulse.

Ren Yan was stunned, his two curved eyebrows wrinkled slightly, the faint smile in his eyes began to fade, and a dark and stiff cloud covered his face again. Look at Du Ruo's fashion, his leather shoes are shiny and shiny, and the messy hair that birds and finches used to make a nest can now be combed; In the past, the crumpled always looked like a shirt collar perched by birds, but now it is ironed plain and recognizable; In the past, it was said that the face was full of earthy smell, and I was afraid that even the birds and birds were mixed up, but now it is even more pink and white, and there is a strong cosmetic fragrance in the nose. "Aren't you working in the work area, how did you come to this mountain!"

"It's early!" Du Ruo looked at Ren Yanying's mouth slightly open, and spit out a string of nice words when the spring water was still like clear and clear flowing through the mountain stream, his heart was sweet, his eyes flashed with a spark of hope, and the relaxed feeling made him instantly talk and laugh without mockery, "Remember, the director of the work area who walked with a limp, didn't expect people to be lame, saying that only people who can withstand bee stings can eat honey; said that I only have half a rice in my life, and no matter how much I toss, I can't get up; Said that although this is a mountain, there are not a few places with people, but the scenery is unique here, paint to me, and become famous and start a family, which is to add two points to the head of the seven-character - shake out the bend! ”

Ren Yanmuran smiled, a look of sympathy suddenly appeared on his face, stiffly hooked his pale lips, looked at the oil painting by the window, which was copied with a bit of talent, and couldn't help but feel a faint pity in his heart, and his eyes inadvertently crossed Du Ruo's shoulders and landed on the row of well-cut and pasted beauty portraits on the bookcase.

Du Ruo suddenly felt a fever on his face, and a trace of nervousness passed through his heart for no reason, and he turned around as if he was busy covering up, his expression suddenly seemed to be a little ashamed and a little confused, and his eyes unconsciously glanced at the beauty portraits on the four walls. "How do you feel now, it's better, last night was really scary, I came back with you, you didn't even breathe, I was worried that the three souls went to the six spirits, thanks to an old Chinese medicine doctor in the front mountain, I was busy all night, and I finally got out of danger!"

Ren Yan's heart was stunned for a while, and she hurriedly moved her body eagerly and lazily, wanting to say a few words of shame and gratitude to Du Ruo, but at this time, it was as if a gust of wind blew and two strands of dead ash pressed tightly on her heart, her lips only moved slightly, and the words were swallowed back when they reached her mouth.

"Do you want to listen to music, this is your favorite to listen to Respighi's "Fountain of Rome", at that time I wanted to borrow you, and I was afraid that you would say that I was vassally elegant, and I couldn't boil vegetarian tofu in the fishy pot, which I went to the city to buy books in the next three days, and I only bought it occasionally, don't you say, play the silk flute, or really write a love surname, the doctor said that what you need most now is to relax your emotions, don't think about anything, rest in peace for a few days, and you'll be fine!" Seeing that Ren Yan was still curled up on the bed, staring blankly at the beauty portrait on the opposite wall with two wandering and miserable eyes, Du Ruo also sighed unconsciously, and turned on the pioneer speaker placed on the bookcase. Immediately, a soft sound of music was like a spring shrouded in moonlight, and the melody of the descending chromatic scale gently rippled in the room.

"Please don't let it go, I hate it!" Ren Yan suddenly shouted hysterically, and the sharp and dilapidated voice was like a sharp knife, which suddenly assassinated Du Ruo's secretive, lowly, and well-intentioned well-intentioned child who had been in his heart for a long time, and also added a little curiosity and inexplicable surprise to the people looking at the corner of the house.

Du Ruo was startled, hurriedly turned off the stereo, looked at Ren Yan's eyebrows deep, and his face showed a proud look of rejection thousands of miles away, his dead eyes were filled with fear and sour tears, and his hands dragged the quilt extremely hard to turn over, and the quilt was very funny but very tightly piled up on her. Du Ruo put his mind at ease, slowly retreated to the sofa in the corner and sat down, and his confident and somewhat perverted eyes unconsciously wandered to the beautiful portraits on the four walls.

It is undeniable that Du Ruo's pursuit of art is unswerving! His love for all kinds of beautiful portraits is a kind of psychological shift when he is lost in this unswerving determination, just like a chicken with a chicken, a goose with a goose, a duck with a Lalapo, each with its own surname desires to satisfy. So after a long time, there were many beautiful portraits on the wall. However, at this time, all the beauty portraits on the four walls were eclipsed!

Du Ruo looked forward to the stars and the moon, how many days and nights, how could he have imagined that the beauties in the city would lie on his bed, and it was also the Mona Lisa that expanded his cultural quality, cultivated his artistic feelings, and was unattainable in his soul! Now there is, and it's more real than all the carnal objects in the dream. It seems that all kinds of things really have a fate, there is a fate to meet thousands of miles away, but there is no chance to meet on the other side, but I don't know how long he and her fate last, today? Tomorrow? She slapped her ass and left, and the room was deserted again......

Du Ruo sighed, his heart was like twenty-five rats, scratching with a hundred claws, and his deep pity and pity for Ren Yan made him a mess, and even the blood in his veins was about to flow chaotically. On the bed, Ren Yan moved sideways, and the quilt was also lifted off a corner. Du Ruo hurriedly stood up, and after listening to it for half a day, there was no movement, and then he dared to tiptoe closer. Seeing that Ren Yan was still lying on her side like that, her eyes were dull, and a ray of sunlight scattered on her forehead into countless powdery foam, she didn't bother to avoid it; A fly buzzed around her face, and she didn't bother to pay attention. The black waterfall-like hair let it spread on the pillow, and the pajamas that the old Chinese medicine doctor changed into for her last night are now rubbed and don't look like it. Du Ruo's eyes slowly wandered to Ren Yan's body, he didn't dare to look at her face, and looked at the white and delicate neck, so he quickly opened his eyes and looked at it again after a while. Seeing that Ren Yan was still lying there stiffly, staring stupidly, Du Ruo's courage gradually grew, and he took a few steps closer with bated breath and stood in front of the bed. On the bed, Ren Yan was only wearing pajamas, and her plump and white skin was faintly revealed through the folds of her pajamas. The two full buttocks of the two muddy gardens under the abdomen are like spring sunshine hidden in the cracks of the bulge at the bottom, and they are full of such a sense of surname, so glamorous, and so feminine.

Du Ruo felt a stiffness in his throat, and the blood around his body suddenly accelerated, and he hurriedly turned around, suppressed a rush of excitement from the bottom of his heart, and quietly retreated to the sofa and sat down. Look at Ren Yan's face that was as bright as spring flowers, now it is heart-wrenching, and her voice that used to be mellow like Feiquan Mingyu is now like taking dumb medicine, and she is silent. At that time, she was a famous flower on the railway line dozens of miles away from the small station - a wild rose that could not be touched even after cleaning the heart, liver and internal organs!

Du Ruo remembered that it was a windy and beautiful morning in October. At that time, the morning light had just revealed on the mountains, and the morning breeze carried a gentle whisper, fluttering and waving between the little grass green that had only appeared on the side of the mountain road and the faint green leaves that had only been revealed on the branches. At that time, Du Ruo went to participate in the calligraphy class held by the small station as a literary and artistic activist in the work area. At that time, Du Ruo had scarred eyes, dysentery, and a flat shoulder on the ground, and he didn't bother to recognize it as a word.

When Du Ruo heard the old foreman say that the work area should recommend him to take a study class, more than ten miles of mountain roads a day, and not take off production. Du Ruo jumped three feet high, isn't this a statue of a god pinched in mud, and there is no peace of mind? Don't you think he is stupid, not a shaved head, I want to wipe some on his head and rub some sand in his eyes. Don't eat honey in your sleep, think sweet, sift sesame seeds in a rice sieve, and work out empty. Du Ruo is a flagpole at the entrance of the temple, a single person. Du Ruo is a well-known copper pea that is not steamed, cooked, beaten or fried. Even if the grasshopper pulls a leg, it still doesn't spread happily and jump away.

The old foreman shook his head, the smile lines on his face were like the funny cliffs after the fall of spring flowers and autumn leaves, and even the eyes that didn't have many ripples and were like dry pools in winter were rippling with a smile. Your puppy said, usually not ants wear glasses, don't you think your face is not small, this time we ride a donkey to read the record book, buy twist flowers and don't eat, walk and see, see if you have this energy. Do you know who the teacher in the study class is, a new female college student, a famous flower from far and near!

Du Ruo couldn't help but be stunned, and he couldn't tell whether it was gratitude or a shy smile, which rippled from his heart to his face. Hurry down the mountain and borrow a literacy textbook. However, I was terrified to see from the rise to the fall, and I still didn't understand what was going on with calligraphy.

So Du Ruo was in a good mood to see Xiqi and catch up with the excitement, learned from Mr. Nan Guo to play the pipe, and also mixed in the crowd to fill the number, and came from the work area early in the morning.

When Du Ruo rushed to the classroom with morning frost under the morning dew, he couldn't believe his eyes, ten miles away, the young juniors he knew or didn't know had already packed the class. He finally managed to squeeze out a position and show his face, and before he could catch his breath, he heard a crisp Yinling sound accompanied by the sound of footsteps in the corridor.

Du Ruo turns around the railway line between the mountains and mountains throughout the year.

He had listened to the stream after the ice melted in early spring and February, and the steep cliffs on both sides of the bank stood between a clear and clear stream, and the sound of the stream like a heavenly sound, which had made him intoxicated: to listen to the curtain of waterfalls that sang loudly and brightly at the end of the stream, to listen to the old trees and dead vines that were reflected on the mirror-like surface of the stream and sang and danced in the warm breeze on both sides of the river, and listened to the low voice of the man flowing leisurely over the flat flats, sliding lightly over the stone moss, Finally, the snow-white waves poured down the shadow of the flowing stream at the bottom of the pool. Du Ruo thought, there is no more agitated, softer, and more melodious sound in the world!

He had heard the mountains and forests from the moon to the mid-autumn season, with thousands of rays of glow reflected in the rolling canopy and fluffy meadows, and all kinds of different sounds in the forest went straight to his ears: birds chirped leisurely on the branches, insects sang in the grass with low voices, the wind beat drums and danced the mottled shadows of the trees on the ground, and the fish splashed comfortably in the deep streams in the distance. Is there anything more moving, more pleasant, and more pleasing to the heart than this sound?

However, when Du Ruo saw the female teacher walk into the classroom, the people around her who were noisy like birds returning to their nests were suddenly silent. When the female teacher stepped onto the podium, people were even more dizzy and dazed, and the room was so quiet that no one even came out. When the female teacher put down the teaching aids, a smile hung on the corner of her mouth and said, "Hello students! Du Ruo immediately felt that his stunned look was like a chicken, his eyes were full of joy and surprise, and a wisp of excitement from his heart jumped up on his eyebrows, and his heart jumped to his throat at once. Look at the puppet-like descendants around them, their eyes are shining, and their faces are pale. Only then did Du Ruo know that he was obsessed with the flower realm of Yuzhou and the secluded springs, but he was really a toad in the well who only knew a piece of heaven the size of a palm. The best voice in the world is actually the beautiful words of a beautiful woman! All the sounds of the wind and water, the birds and the insects in the world, will they be more memorable, more resonant, and more intoxicating than the beautiful words spit out by a beautiful woman?

Du Ruo hurriedly suppressed the unbearable trembling all over his body, and swallowed his saliva with difficulty. Look at the female teacher's long body, her hair and shawl, and her white and tender skin are like the crystal ice and snow on a pine branch on a mountain cliff in winter; Look at the female teacher's eyebrows and eyes like spring mountains, the face like rain and peach blossoms, and the few New Year's paintings that people in the mountains buy during the New Year's holidays, and the beauties in the paintings wear a dress; Look at the female teacher's slender ten fingers like bamboo shoots in the mountains, the graceful body branches that can be blown by a gust of wind, and the delicate and powerless expression after writing a big "Yong" on the blackboard. Du Ruo only felt that his heart was empty, and the look of surprise and excitement in his eyes quietly faded, and a sense of frustration, depression and self-shame that he had never felt before was imprinted on his face.

Du Ruoqi grew up in a mountain village, just took off the curtain of his buttocks, and before graduating from junior high school, he came to the depths of this chaotic and uninhabited Bashan. At the age of youth and sprouting, the joy of his soul is just the light wind and moon that Bashan can't see, and the tugging of his heartstrings is just the insects and birds that Bashan can't listen to. Even in the silent night, when the personnel gradually became reflective, and the desire for a different surname rose dimly in his heart, it was just the courage to make a few vulgar jokes, and stroke the waist of the mountain sister who was like a hill with a face. It's just that I don't shave my beard and sideburns for three days, and I don't mess with Sister Shan's heart like a cat scratching for a day, Du Ruo just thinks about flowers with flowers, willows with willows, broken dung baskets, and brooms, find some time to go back to my hometown and say a daughter-in-law or spend some money to ask someone to help say a daughter-in-law in the nearby mountains. Then the yellow soup low house, the flower candle couple, every firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, let go of the belly to eat, stretch out your arms to sleep. said that the child is too rich, and then make some household appliances. The wind is cool and the eggplant is free melon, three meals are not hungry, three clothes are not torn, and the whole life is like this. Didn't the old foreman and the other masters in the work area all come over like this......

Du Ruo suddenly felt that people couldn't just live like this, there must be a world outside the mountain that he didn't know, there was an urban civilization that did not belong to him, and there was a way of life that was completely different from him. If he is so confused and inactive, like a blind fly, he will only pick up the little dung under his feet all day long, and he will not even taste anything like the city woman in front of him, so he will close his eyes and leave this strange world. That's really not worth it, wearing a human skin in vain, walking in this world. He and she are not under the same sun, under the same blue sky, and eat the same grains, why is the water and soil on her feet more nourishing than ours!

Du Ruo had a lot of emotions for a while, and some grotesque and strange thoughts that he had never had in his usual days also ran out of the netherworld and got into his mind, and he couldn't help but move his stiff legs. Look at the female teacher is drawing and writing on the blackboard in all directions, and listening to the sound of the female teacher echoing all over the room. Du Ruo couldn't help laughing dumbly, got up from the fifth watch to drive more than ten miles of mountain roads, and stayed sluggish in the crowd like a fool all morning, but he didn't understand what the female teacher was saying. Du Ruo hurriedly pulled up a smile and calmed down, it turned out that the female teacher Danqing wrote a wonderful pen and tirelessly talked about "Mustard Seed Garden Painting" and "Yongzi Eight Methods......

Later, Du Ruo walked on the mountain road back to the work area. The night was already very deep, and a few stars flickered lonely on the canopy on the other side of the cliff, and a few wisps of the night breeze crept quietly on the faint grass, as if they could not bear the loneliness of the old mountain, and flew up to the much brighter and more bright jungle on the other side of the mountain.

People can't live like this, female teachers don't say that people are the product of environment and education, and the quality of people's spiritual outlook and intelligence are not innate, but the natural and social environment in which people live and the level of education they receive. Du Ruo said that the mountain road maintenance worker was a one, and the big character could not recognize a basket, so it naturally had to be like a dead old tree stump, squatting in the depths of this Ba Mountain, contributing youth, contributing life, contributing life, and then contributing to children and grandchildren, that year, the family held his father's ashes from here in the bitter wind and rain to return to his hometown for burial in the old grave, not it is obvious that Du Ruo said that it is also this fate!

People can't just live like this, they can't just pass away with a disgraced face, they can't live a life like a walking corpse full of food and no intentions. The female teacher didn't say later that there is nothing difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to climb. He is not highly educated and can learn; The social environment in which he lives is not good and can be changed. Which towering tree in Bashan does not grow one by one! Look at the landscape paintings that the female teacher hung out after class, which are said to be famous Chinese paintings, look at the simple hills and ravines, grass and trees, and look at the scattered layers of mountains and stacked water. Du Ruo believes that as long as he learns, he will be able to draw one day. Daba Mountain has much more beautiful mountains and beautiful waters, birds, beasts, insects and fish than that. At that time, those who have a will will compete to succeed, Ganoderma lucidum grass grows on the dung heap, and a phoenix comes out of the old eagle's nest. Du Ruo can also follow this railway line to the outside of the mountain, to know the world he does not know, to know the way of life he does not know, to feel the urban civilization that he does not dare to think of now! Isn't the female teacher from the world outside the mountain......

Du Ruo sighed silently, raised his head with mixed feelings and slowly. Looking at Ren Yan, who was still immersed in the birth of one Buddha and the birth of two Buddhas on the bed, she turned over like stiff wood and lay on her back on the bed, her stomach bulging higher than her chest like a grave. Du Ruo only felt a wisp of sadness mixed with regret and went straight to his nose, and he couldn't help but stand up, the bowl of chicken soup on the table that had been like a steaming hot steam in the room had long been cold, and the malt milk essence that had been washed several times at the head of the bed had long since stopped steaming a little. Du Ruo thought about it sadly, and went back to the kitchen to change another bowl. Look at Ren Yan's face, which was already a little relaxed, and he was not as angry as he was just now. Du Ruo relieved his heart at this time, sighed secretly, hesitantly brought the bowl of chicken soup to the bed, and squeezed out the most suitable smile on his face while trying his best to suppress the unbearable tremors in his chest, and comforted Ren Yanlai in the most gentle and pleasant voice in a low voice, "Hey, you better get up and drink some soup, you haven't eaten a grain of rice since last night, so you won't be able to hold it, and it's not good for the fetus, why don't you think about the past, whose bamboo artemisia doesn't grow from bamboo shoots, If you don't like it, this is your home! I really don't understand, what will you not think of, you have to leave your hometown and go to death, you are beautiful, educated, and born in the city, you are like a golden branch and jade leaf grown up in a honeypot, and what is in front of you is a golden rice bowl that we can't even think of! Do you remember, at that time, the first few people in the station fell under your pomegranate skirt, and wanted to talk to you to say a word, and I was afraid that the burning stick would touch the stove door, and I had to think about the brain case and exhaust my heart! ”

Du Ruoyi said in a daze, a simple smile appeared on his face again, and he couldn't help but sit on the edge of the bed. Ren Yan was shocked like an electric shock, subconsciously wrapped around the corners of the quilt, squinted at Du Ruo's uncertain and surprisingly red face, his heart cavity suddenly contracted, and he hurriedly moved his body to the bed. "Life is not easy, life is like a boat in the ocean, not only to feel the beautiful scenery of the seagulls flying in the sunset, but also to experience the turbulence caused by the storm. Didn't I just attend your study class that year and became obsessed with painting, how many people were behind me who practiced me? Look at my drawings returned from the post office: the two poles, unkempt and unkempt clothes, and still drawing, look at the color on his collar, which is no better than the one he painted; Look at the salary I received that day, and I went to the provincial capital to buy books that night: that bad goods, if you toss like this, you will not even be able to marry a daughter-in-law in the future, and you can't satisfy your hunger when you have a full stomach of articles. Look at my heart and mind just for painting, others hit me on the left cheek, I will stick up the right cheek: alas, the sins I did in the first eight lifetimes, the awl can't pierce a fart, the old sow squeezed into the corner of the wall and snorted, there is no cover in the ditch in front of his house, and there is no ladder on the cliff behind the house, it is better to drown and fall to death there! You see, I'm not still alive and well, and I feel like I'm still alive and well! ”

Du Ruo said this in a fascination with his heart, while blowing the hot air on the soup bowl with his mouth from time to time, and the depth of his eyes that covered the past in the dignity of the trampled in the humility, the personality of the person as a tablecloth, the career is difficult to achieve, the bosom friend is difficult to find, and slowly becomes gentle and kind, for a while, like a lover who has just set foot in love, treats his affectionate girlfriend, and unconsciously breeds full of tenderness and sweetness: "Otherwise, I'll feed you, don't be embarrassed, it's also fateful in this life, no matter what, We still have a bit of a teacher-student friendship! ”

Ren Yan was frightened when she heard this, like a bird with a wounded bow, she shrank back, and saw Du Ruozhen scoop up a spoonful of chicken soup and send it to her mouth, and after being suffocated in an instant, she immediately felt a chill of shame and anger like knocking down the dung tank and splashing the dung water, and the little guilt and gratitude that sprouted in her heart earlier were gone, and she hurriedly resisted Du Ruo's claws like a demon.

"You're really embarrassed, it's my blessing to be able to serve you, this is what I specially went to the mountain to pick up food stamps in exchange, it's very nourishing!" Du Ruo said, grabbing Ren Yan's hand in vain, and sending the chicken soup to Ren Yan's mouth.

Ren Yan suddenly fell into the ice pool, goosebumps all over her body, and a resentment rushed in her chest and abdomen, but her eyes seemed to be frozen, and even the sadness and despair that had been held in her heart surged away like a flood of the embankment, and tears suddenly flowed down her face as pale as withered petals. She grabbed the pillow towel and stuffed it on her mouth in grief, sobbing and crying until she was trembling, and when she was young, she cried bitterly, tears flowed down her cheeks in strings, and fell on Du Ruo's somewhat dirty and shabby quilt and the same dirty and shabby sheets. Du Ruo stood up in disgrace, holding the soup bowl in shame, with a smile on his face that was more ugly than crying, and buried his head deep in sorrow. For a moment, the crying was clear and faint, and the air was filled with a thick fog of shame and embarrassment. Later, Du Ruo turned around, and saw that Ren Yan was still crying with tears in her eyes, her face was soaked with the delicate beauty of rain-soaked pear blossoms, her shoulders twitched like a dangerous morning dew, and her black hair danced like a weeping willow in the wind.

Du Ruo couldn't help but be stunned, a stream of hot blood surged onto his face, and the ignorance and unconsciousness that appeared in an instant seemed to have entered a state of ** all of a sudden. He stepped forward in a trance, put the bowl on the table, and subconsciously grabbed Ren Yan's shoulders in an irresistible gesture, while holding Ren Yan's hands in vain, he leaned over and kissed Ren Yan's wet eyes, wet cheeks, and moist red lips like drunk. Ren Yan was shocked, the blood stains all over her body were about to condense, and the man's breath that had not been smelled by the pillow for a long time became more and more pungent, she desperately resisted Du Ruo's impatient mouth, and kicked the quilt away angrily: "Please be respectful!" ”

Du Ruo was startled, and suddenly woke up from the illusion of the demon, and there was also a layer of frightened cold sweat on his head, and he panicked in his heart, and a bowl of chicken soup on the table was all splashed on the bed, and even the soup bowl fell to pieces. Du Ruo hurriedly took a few steps back, the frightened, remorseful and puzzled look on his face turned into nothing in an instant, and a kind of shame that Ren Yan looked down on him when he was like a flower in the past, and now he looks down on him when the flowers are like flowers and willows rise to his eyebrows. He stared at his eyes indignantly, gritted his teeth ruthlessly, and his voice was so cold and hard that it seemed to come out of his throat: "Stinky bitch, kindness is not rewarded, why didn't Lao Tzu respect you!" Who are you looking to see what you are doing to make your face? When you're still a female teacher! The dog's tail that no one wants! It's not that Lao Tzu misses the old and risked his life to save you, I'm afraid that you, a stinky bitch, will still be showing off on that old pine tree at this time! Du Ruo opened the door angrily, slammed it on, turned his head and walked out.