Tomboy

    Lu Yao walked to the gate in the dark, Li Mingzhu took out her mobile phone, the faint blue light shone on the lock, she twisted the key twice and opened the gate.

    The landlord gave her a key, which is the door.

    Lu Yao's eyes are not very good in the dark, only the cement floor can be seen in the dimness, and there are some sundries on the side, part of the head is the night sky, part of the blue corrugated board .

    Lu Yao had never seen a reel to draw water, so he looked at it curiously.

    Li Mingzhu walked forward and turned around the public toilet on the first floor. The smell was terrible. Lu Yao, who was in the late stage of cleanliness, almost fainted.

    He thought: I have to get Li Ming out of here.

    Li Mingzhu turned another corner, bypassed several households downstairs, and opened another door. There is a layer of security door behind the door. Dusty stairs.

    The stairs are narrow and trembling, barely able to accommodate one person to walk through, and the stainless steel handrail has accumulated dust for many years and has formed scabs. Because of the rain and humidity, the wall has peeled off a large piece, and the wall that has not peeled off is full of children's footprints and graffiti.

    A small iron window hangs in the middle of each corridor, and the window is dirty and the original glass cannot be seen.

    Li Mingzhu said, "The touch light on the first floor is broken."

    She reached out, "I'll give you a hand."

    Lu Yao groped for her hand, and only after holding it did she realize that Li Mingzhu's hand was a little delicate, as if even the bones were soft. Fortunately, the light on the first floor was broken, otherwise Li Mingzhu would be able to see it Lu Yao's ears were mostly red.

    "What are you doing so tight?" Li Mingzhu suddenly said.

    Lu Yao shook his hand, "I'm afraid of ghosts."

    Li Mingzhu said: "...inexplicable."

    Li Mingzhu didn't turn on the lights when they got to the second floor, Lu Yao saw the red monitor was on, he reached out and wanted to touch it, but asked Li Mingzhu to stop him.

    "This switch is leaking."

    Lu Yao squinted his eyes and took a closer look. Sure enough, he saw that all the external connections of the switch had fallen below, revealing the riddled wires inside.

    Lu Yao said, "Why do you live in such a dangerous place!"

     "Leave if you don't want to come." Li Mingzhu replied lightly.

    "You know that's not what I meant." Lu Yao retorted.

    Li Mingzhu climbed the building silently for a while before she said, "It's not a dangerous building, move something."

    Lu Yao thought: Is this where people live!

    But he is very sensible now and does not speak.

    When he reached the fifth floor, Lu Yao saw that he had come to the end, and subconsciously scanned around, "This is your home?"

      Clean reflective.

    Lu Yao shivered with his arms in his arms. The rain was still falling outside, and it didn't mean to get smaller. Li Mingzhu didn't stay on the fifth floor, but walked to the very edge of the living room. The rust outside, revealing the stairs with scarlet railings.

    It was an iron staircase with layers of iron plates in the middle, which looked crumbling.

    Lu Yao was stunned for a moment, because this staircase really doesn't look like people walking: but Li Mingzhu just went up.

    Lu Yao hurriedly followed. At the top of the stairs, he saw a plain curtain. Obviously, Li Mingzhu had already entered.

    Lu Yao said: It's impossible.

    He stepped up in three steps, opened the curtain, and saw two large water tanks first, until he turned his head to the left and saw Li Mingzhu who was wringing water into the bucket.

    This attic is pitifully small, divided into two layers, the inner and outer layers, with a curtain drawn in the middle. Although it is small, it has all the internal organs, everything is neat and clean, and it can be seen that the owner of the room is a person who lives hard.

    The window is outside, and under the window is a small bed. Next to this object, which is barely called a window, is a door. Needless to say, outside the door is the rooftop where Li Mingzhu usually cooks medicine.

    Lu Yao's eyes fell on the bed, there was only a thin layer of fabric under it, there was no mattress at all, the quilt was neatly folded, the weather was about to enter the winter, the quilt But not even a finger thick.

    "You live here?" Lu Yao stammered.

    Li Mingzhu took a kettle out from under the table and poured a bowl of boiled water for Lu Yao, "Drink the boiled water, wait for me to cook **** soup."

    Lu Yao was holding the boiling water, his icy palms were warm.

    Li Mingzhu ignored his shock, did not answer him, but opened the curtain in the room, Lu Yao finally saw the world behind the curtain.

    It was a slightly larger bed, on the other side by the window. There was a woman sleeping on the bed, and the quilt was three times thicker than Li Mingzhu's, as if all the quilts in the family had been piled up on this bed.

    Lu Yao noticed that the middle-aged woman slept in this bed with a mattress.

    Li Mingzhu looked at it for a while, and then started to remove the braids for Su Tianyu: she often sleeps and is stinky, and refuses to take off her braids.

    Su Tianyu slept most of the day and slept soundly. Li Mingzhu's movements were gentle and did not wake her up. curtain.

    Lu Yao said, "Who is she?"

    The answer speaks for itself.

    "My mother." Li Mingzhu said indifferently, "She has a broken leg and can't go to the ground."

    "You take care of her alone?" Lu Yao asked in a low voice.

    "Yeah." Li Mingzhu took off her coat and answered Lu Yao while opening the box in the corner.

    "Aunt, when did Aunt..."

    "When I was five years old." Li Mingzhu turned over a few clothes and buttoned the box, "She went crazy on the street and got into a car accident."

    "Five years old..." Lu Yao's eyes widened, "You are five years old—"

    "A lot of nonsense." Li Mingzhu frowned and tucked the clothes out of the box into his arms, "Does it have anything to do with you?"

    Lu Yao hurriedly said, "Are you doing this alone?"

    A five-year-old child has to sit on a small bench to cook and stand on tiptoe—

    When Lu Yao was five years old, all the stars held the moon.

    Li Mingzhu must struggle to survive alone at this time.

    Lu Yao thought before coming here that maybe Li Mingzhu's family is really poor, then he will help Li Mingzhu find a spacious and bright house, the sun will come in from the window when the sun rises. But his poor imagination could not have imagined that the situation in Li Mingzhu's family was so difficult.

    His throat seemed to be stuck by a fishbone, which made him uncomfortable and felt stuffy in his heart.

    And when Lu Yao saw Li Mingzhu's indifferent expression, his heart became even more boring.

    Until Li Mingzhu picked up the washbasin, she saw Lu Yao remained motionless, and raised her eyebrows, "What?"

    Lu Yao pursed his lips and said, "I'm sorry."

    "Huh?" Li Mingzhu was surprised.

    "I said, I'm sorry." Lu Yao said, "There are many things in the past."

    Li Mingzhu laughed, "The sun is coming out from the west."

    Seeing her calm demeanor, Lu Yao felt a sharp needle in his heart.

    Li Mingzhu found an umbrella and put it in the washbasin and said, "Have you never seen someone who lives in this kind of house?"

    Lu Yao said, "I'll buy you thicker cotton tomorrow..."

    She interrupted him and pointed out, "Most people here live in such houses, Lu Yao, if you are so distressed and kind, you will soon be bankruptcy."

    Li Mingzhu said, "As far as I know, you should not be a bodhisattva."

    Lu Yao said: Why should I feel sorry for others!

    He said, "I'm your friend."

    "You and I are not friends." Li Mingzhu said, "We are only brought together by the objective conditions of the school, so that we seem to be in a world, otherwise, we will not be in touch after graduation. already."

    Lu Yao was stunned, he never thought that Li Mingzhu would refuse so decisively.

    In the end, Lu Yao hadn't started to get angry yet, Li Mingzhu said again, "Go to the bathhouse with me."

    Lu Yao had no time to be angry and immediately put on a shocked expression, "What did you say? Go, where to go?"

    "The bathhouse." Li Mingzhu repeated, "I know you don't like it, just let it go, this is not your home."

    "Of course I'm going to take a bath, or are you going to drink water?" Li Mingzhu took it for granted, "It's raining, so you're going to sleep like this."

    Lu Yao crashed.

    He swallowed, "You... and I, go to the bathroom...?"

    "Or you go alone?" Li Mingzhu said.

    "No! I'm with you!" Lu Yao stepped up immediately and snatched the washbasin in Li Mingzhu's hand with his clothes on, "You're also in the rain, so you should also take a bath."

    Li Mingzhu thought: nonsense!

    She thought again: Why is this **** so excited when he takes a bath?

    Li Mingzhu had no idea what Lu Yao was thinking.

    And what Lu Yao thinks is probably what all adolescent boys think.

    Although he has never been to a big bathhouse, he was born in the north, but he heard about bathhouses when he was in school.

    It is said that a dozen or twenty people washed together, and everyone stripped off their clothes and met frankly.

    Take off... Lu Yao pursed his lips and looked at Li Mingzhu's slender and fair neck uncontrollably.

    He thought: Li Ming should be a white chicken, nothing but white!

    The bathhouse is downstairs, walk out of the alley and drive across the narrow path.

    Lu Yao shared an umbrella with her. He felt that the arm where he and Li Mingzhu were next to each other was several degrees hotter than the skin elsewhere, but at this time he didn't care To feel the question of whether it was hot or not, the more he took a step into the bathroom, the more violently Lu Yao's heart beat, almost jumping out.

    Until Li Mingzhu walked into the single room.

    Lu Yao's heart snapped out, and it petrified in the changing room.

    He broke down and said: No, we didn't wash together...

    Li Mingzhu took a bath and made a quick decision. She put on her clothes and changed them out. Only her hair was wet.

    As soon as she came out, she saw Lu Yao sitting on the sofa outside in despair, leaning against the hair dryer with a posture of "what's the point of my life".

    Lu Yao washed his head, wiped it indiscriminately, but didn't dry it, because he took a bath with Li Mingzhu all the way through his brain - he even made up the lines and dialogue, but when he went to the bathroom, Li Mingzhu directly drilled Go to the single room, once the door is closed, you can't see anything.

    Why do the bathhouses in the south have single rooms! Lu Yao thought bitterly, this is simply the worst design in the world!

    Li Mingzhu walked straight over, took out the hair dryer, adjusted it to hot air, and stood beside Lu Yao, blowing his hair whirring.

    Lu Yao looked back and saw Li Mingzhu, and was shocked.

    "Did you wash it?"

    Li Mingzhu grabbed his hair and blew it directly, "Don't blow your hair after taking a shower, are you waiting to go to the hospital?"

    Lu Yao doesn't have the habit of blowing his hair. After washing, he turns on the air conditioner, plays games in the room, and waits for it to dry naturally.

    Lu Yao enjoyed the beauty service and called a middle-aged man next to him with envy, "You two brothers have a really good relationship."

    His eyes fell on Li Mingzhu, "This is your brother, you look really good."

    Lu Yao was inexplicably uncomfortable, Li Mingzhu straightened his head, "Don't bother."

    Who knew that Li Mingzhu told Lu Yao to ignore him. When Lu Yao went to get the clothes, he provokes Li Mingzhu.

      ?"

    Li Mingzhu didn't squint and blew her head.

    The middle-aged man smiled and approached, "Isn't that your brother, is that your boyfriend?"

    Li Mingzhu ignored it.

    "How old is he, can he satisfy you?" The middle-aged man said, "Would you like to try it with me tonight—ah!"

    Before he finished speaking, he kicked Lu Yao in the back and fell to the ground screaming.

    The middle-aged man yelled, got up and glared at Lu Yao, "Fuck you..."

    Lu Yao looked at him coldly, "You are courting death."

    Lu Yao worked hard to get some clothes, and when he came back, he heard the middle-aged man sexually harassing Li Mingzhu, and his anger rose in an instant.

    The owner of the bathhouse heard the movement and saw two young men and a middle-aged man lying on the ground, and quickly asked, "What happened! Don't fight!"

    The middle-aged man was kicked, and he was going to settle accounts with Lu Yao, but he was thin and short, and he was not necessarily as tall as Lu Yao when he jumped, and Lu Yao's eyes were really terrifying , The middle-aged man wilted immediately, gave Lu Yao a vicious look, waved his hands and fled.

    Li Mingzhu put down the hair dryer and Lu Yao asked, "Did he treat you well?"

    Li Mingzhu said, "Few people will do it in the future."

    "Aren't you going to watch him insult you!" Lu Yao was annoyed.

    He heard what the middle-aged man said, Lu Yao said strangely: Why is Li Mingzhu not angry?

    "I've seen this kind of people a lot, and now they don't live as well."

    "It used to be the past, can it be the same now!" Lu Yao raised his voice and retorted.

    "What's the difference." Li Mingzhu walked past him.

    Lu Yao thought to himself: It's mine now, of course it's different!

    Li Mingzhu didn't intend to let him answer, and directly changed the topic, "Have you packed your things? It will rain again later, hurry home."

    Lu Yao was still angry, but he was also holding an umbrella. One umbrella was slanted, almost all of it was supported on Li Mingzhu's head.

    After arriving home, it was raining heavily outside. Li Mingzhu made the bed and took out a quilt like magic.

    "This is yours." Li Mingzhu threw it on the bed, "Sleeping outside or inside."

    Lu Yao looked at this bed, it was a little too small, but there was a gap in the middle for two people to sleep.

    He was a little depressed: Why is this bed no longer any smaller!