Chapter 30: Who's the Bastard
"What do you mean by an unclean woman?"
I drove the car and threw an old driver-style question to Flowey.
Because I talked to Yang Hai, I guess that the problem is that Yang Hai misunderstood Huahua's derailment or splitting his legs. As for whether Flowey really cheated or split her legs, I thought Er Ya had heard something from Flowey.
"I asked Huahua, last night was the first time they had sex together."
First time in the same room?!
This is not the answer I imagined. But this answer is indeed a little too scary. is about to be well-off in an all-round way, and these two are still playing pre-marital festivals.
Erya's answer startled me, and I unconsciously came to the brakes suddenly. Then came the sound of horns blaring one after another.
After starting again, I suddenly remembered Yang Hai's words "who she likes to ride and who she rides", since it is the first time to have sex with her, and who she loves to ride, so it is not the first time for Erya, Yang Hai is?!
"Yang Hai hasn't heard of Huahua falling in love before." I was talking to myself, which was also a response to Erya.
"There's something wrong with your focus, what's wrong with Huahua if you haven't been in love, it's not that there's a problem with your life style." Erya was a little anxious, "It's Yang Hai who actually has a virgin complex." ”
Women's concerns are naturally different from men's concerns. Women pay attention to men's virginity complexes because they are psychologically ill, and men pay attention to whether women have cheated or cheated.
It's just that Erya's words and Yang Hai's sentence "It really has something to do with you, you are such a bastard" suddenly reminded me of something.
Sheets.
First blood.
In addition to all kinds of stupidity in the memory of youth, there is also a faint pain.
At the class reunion convened by Sijie, I was about to muster up the courage to confess to Erya, but I saw Erya holding Sijie's hand. He also told me gently, "I'm with Sijie." ”
I blesses them strongly, and I still shout in the KTV that I won't get drunk and don't return.
I was drunk, but love had lost its home.
I was sent back to the hotel.
When I woke up the next day, I was alone in the room.
When I was cleaning up the quilt, I found blood stains on the bed, and thought that my body was scratched somewhere, or that the hotel was not clean.
Now that I think about it, I'm a little scared.
Could it be that is the first blood of Flowey? I took a piece of Flowey's blood?!
"Did Flowey tell you who it was?" I asked Er Ya nervously.
"I asked her, and she wouldn't say anything anyway." Erya replied to me, "This is not the crux of the problem, the crux of the question is what era it is, Yang Hai still has a virgin complex." ”
"Uh-huh......" I breathed a sigh of relief, but I was still not at peace. I suppressed the uneasiness in my heart and echoed Erya's point of view, "Yang Hai This is a disease and must be cured." He's asking Flowey to be a virgin, is he a virgin? ”
"Huahua said that Yang Hai said yes."
"Yang Hai said yes?!" I suddenly felt that Huahua, who has always been shrewd, was stupid in emotional matters, "Huahua is a dancer, isn't it normal to be broken?" Flowey doesn't know how to explain it......"
The last sentence Huahua doesn't know how to explain, what I said is weak, because I am very weak-hearted.
"It's too late to say this now......" Huahua spoke a little weakly, and I knew that she was also helpless.
None of us thought that a man as sunny as Yang Hai would have such a dark heart and a serious virginity complex.
There was silence in the carriage, and there was silence.
……
During the summer vacation of the first year of high school, I gave those Chinese and foreign literary masterpieces to Erya, I don't know if she saw it or not, anyway, when I returned it, Huahua had already followed us around the campus of the county No. 1 middle school.
Huahua naturally did not get admitted to the county No. 1 middle school, and her father paid her a lot of school choice fees. Huahua was a little stressed, and Erya and I both persuaded her not to be too stressed, and the important thing was to repay her parents with hard work.
Huahua also told us that her father consulted with specialists, who advised her to take a long-term view and follow the path of an art and sports student, so that she could go to a relatively good school with lower grades in the future.
Vocal music and art are too late, and if you are in sports, Huahua's physical condition is there, and there is a high probability that it will not work. The specialist was a little difficult for a while, but Huahua's father solved the problem with one sentence.
"Teacher, don't worry, money is not a problem."
Since money is not an issue, there is no problem.
Art and music are excluded in the first place, and this thing needs to look at talent. Broadcasting, hosting, and performing are also likely to be unworkable, and Huahua's knowledge reserve and artistic edification are far from enough.
"I don't think Xiao Zhou's body has developed much, so let's focus on the direction of dance."
Therefore, in addition to being in the classroom on weekdays, Huahua also has to go to an off-campus training institution to learn dance after class.
Later, recalling those three years, Flowey said that it was simply purgatory. I told her that you were just doing physical work, and you didn't know that mental work was more tiring.
Manual labor is laborious, mental labor is laborious.
Whenever I said this, Flowey gave me a roll of the eyes, then jumped up and patted my head a few times, "You're smart, you're smart." ”
In the process of Huahua's jumping, I still didn't see the feeling of a little white rabbit jumping on my chest. The development of Huahua seems to have been slower.
I don't have any contact with him except that I know that Sijie is in Beijing.
Whenever I tossed and turned in bed at night and couldn't sleep, I would go to the playground and hang the horizontal bar like crazy. That is, every time I hang the horizontal bar, I will think of the four precepts.
I also finally understood what Sijie meant when he said that he was tired from hanging on the horizontal bar and could fall asleep at night.
Every day, watching the big white long legs sway around the campus, supplemented by rows of raging waves, I began to have nosebleeds.
I went to see a Chinese medicine doctor, and the doctor said that I was too hot with a liver. I was prescribed two pairs of Chinese medicine, but the effect was not very obvious.
I don't know if the effect of Chinese medicine came slowly, but it is certain that the "night reading" in the boys' dormitory helped a lot.
In addition to literary masterpieces, we also go to off-campus bookstalls to rent some novels. Some of these novels are rented out on the shelves, and some are hidden in the back room by the boss.
Every time we rented a novel hidden in the back room, we would sneak it back to the dormitory, and at night after the dormitory lights out, we would read it with a flashlight and be fascinated.
Because this type of novel is particularly engaging, I read it in a day or two.
The county No. 1 middle school is a residential school, and we can only go out to school every weekend. So, everyone began to circulate, that is, circulating, and they finished reading all the books in the dormitory in a day or two.
We had six days of classes in high school, so it was uncomfortable to have no books to read for the last day or two. It's not new to look at it repeatedly, and I don't know who came up with a clever plan to solve this problem perfectly.
Listen to the book!
At that time, there were no smartphones, and there were no various listening apps. Some radio stations will have a listening section, but they will definitely not read us the kind of books that the owner of the rental bookstall hides in the back room.
So, a few of us in the dormitory took turns reciting, and the others listened attentively.
The biggest benefit of listening to a book is that one person's eyes and mouth are affected, and other people's ears and mental enjoyment.
Round by round, we found that there was a brother who read the best, especially those who read "um...... Yes...... Mood words like "Oh ......" are the most sensational to read. Later, we unanimously elected him as a special reader in our dormitory, and at the same time gave him the honorific title: Poet!
After listening to the poet's reading, we went to the toilet and fell asleep quickly when we got back to bed.
I'm also one of the loyal listeners, and I also go to the toilet.
When I went to high school, I realized that my physiological knowledge was not only lacking in theory, but also in practice. My classmates from the county took the initiative to tell us a lot of practical experience, and with the poet's reading every night, I was cured of my nosebleeds.
The parents thought it was the result of traditional Chinese medicine treatment, and they shouted to send pennants to people. Later, I persuaded me, not that I was reluctant to pay a few dozen yuan, but I just felt that Chinese medicine was optimistic about a disease with a strong liver, and if you gave someone a pennant, no matter how you looked at it, I felt like a nursery.
It was also during that time, from the recitations of those novels and poets, that I learned that the first time a girl would have blood, it was a rupture of ***......
In the novel, it is called from a girl to a woman!