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 **, 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 ripple around her legs from time to time, the submerged body shows a charming curve, her shoulders tremble gently in the mountain breeze in the evening, the eyebrows she has drawn are like the green mountains in two paintings, and at the bottom of the mountain are two large black pools, and there are Fei Fei's herbs gently and charmingly surrounding it on the edge of the pool, and 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: The crow is decent. 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 now he just needs to net the girl's ** tightly 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, the crunch of her trouser legs torn apart by thorns spilling through 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...... (To be continued.) )