Lu Weifu upstairs

Chapter 21

Deng Yuan "hissed" when he was caught by Xu Yihan, he shook his arm and did not break free, his eyebrows were knit into a ball: "Yihan, I...you let go first."

"You go to break up with that man, and you still dress like this?" Xu Yihan turned a deaf ear, "What do you mean?!"

"I..." Deng Yuan opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything in the end. He raised his face to look at Xu Yihan, and begged in a low voice: "Yihan, don't be angry, or I will... go by myself, okay?"

"Not good," Xu Yihan held Deng Yuan's wrist tightly, and said through gritted teeth, "I'll go with you."

Xu Yihan was driving, Deng Yuan was sitting in the passenger seat, and the two of them had nothing to say all the way.

Turning from the main road to the small road, winding and crowded alleys appeared on both sides of the street. Xu Yihan even saw the clinic—the clinic where Deng Yuan went to get bandages and infusions after being injured by his boyfriend that night.The more Xu Yihan thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt. He even pressed the horn a lot harder. He slammed it down as if venting his anger, and let out a sharp whistle on the quiet path.

Is Deng Yuan cheap?That man beat him up with his hands, and he still put on makeup and went back to see him?What, did you hook up with that man and get back together with him?

Love him that much?

"Yihan," Deng Yuan whispered, "it's the road sign ahead, just stop there."

Xu Yihan glanced at Deng Yuan, but said nothing.

After getting off the car, Deng Yuan walked in front, and Xu Yihan followed without saying a word.This is a narrow alley, there is a street lamp at the entrance of the alley, but the alley is dark.Deng Yuan turned on the flashlight on his mobile phone, and explained as he walked: "There used to be a street lamp, but it was smashed by a drunkard, and no one has been repairing it."

Xu Yihan gave a low "hmm", thinking that Deng Yuan was quite familiar with such a poor place, how long has he lived here?

After another ten minutes, after turning two turns, Deng Yuan said, "Here we are."

In front of me are two dilapidated residential buildings with only five floors, and the entrance of the corridor is as narrow as a cave.Although there were lights of different colors in the upstairs windows, at first glance, the whole building seemed to be soaked in a layer of dirty gutter oil.

Deng Yuan turned his head to look at Xu Yihan: "Yihan, why don't you wait for me downstairs? I'll pack up and come down."

Just standing downstairs, Xu Yihan could smell the sour smell of swill.

"Let's go up together." Xu Yihan said boldly.

The corridor was full of sundries: high bundles of cardboard boxes, old shoe racks, and even a few pairs of broken slippers... Xu Yihan moved his body cautiously, and finally made it to the fourth floor.

Deng Yuan took out the key and opened the door.

The yellowed white iron door made a "squeak" sound, Xu Yihan followed Deng Yuan into the door, and saw a fat man sitting on a chair with his back to them.Hearing the sound, the man turned his head to look at them, then turned his head back again, his expression indifferent.

Deng Yuan asked with some embarrassment: "Wen Jia, have you eaten yet?"

The man answered irrelevantly: "I didn't touch your things, you can clean them up yourself."

The living room didn't turn on the lights, only the TV was on, and by the light of the TV, Xu Yihan saw a plastic table in front of the man, and there was nothing on the table except an ashtray.

Deng Yuan lowered his head and led Xu Yihan into the room.

The room was very small, Xu Yihan estimated that he could walk from the door to the end in about six or seven steps.The house was old for an unknown number of years, the walls were black, black and yellow, only the wall next to the bed was covered with wallpaper.A few pieces of furniture are crowded together, beside the bed is a simple wardrobe supported by steel frames and canvas, next to the wardrobe is a computer desk, on which are placed desktop computers and mainframes—Xu Yihan feels like he has time-traveled, what is this? In the [-]s, does anyone still use a computer with a host?Next to the computer table is a smaller plastic table with a mirror and some bottles and cans standing on it.

The window of the room was open, and the dust on the screen almost filled the mesh of the screen. There were a few yellow marks on the glass, but I don't know what it was.

Deng Yuan leaned over to arrange the messy shoes on the ground, then he opened the closet and took out a bunch of clothes.

Xu Yihan stood quietly behind him, watching him arrange the clothes.White T-shirt, white camisole, light pink underwear, denim skirt, gray leggings, black stockings... Xu Yihan couldn't help but imagine Deng Yuan wearing these clothes. What would it look like?A white camisole with a denim skirt, revealing round arms and slender legs, must be vivid and charming.But such Deng Yuan lived in such a room.

Deng Yuan packed his clothes into the canvas bag he brought with him, and walked to the dressing table—if that short plastic table can be counted as a dressing table.This time he just picked up a can of something unknown and put it in his bag.

At this time the door was pushed open, and it was the fat man.It was only then that Xu Yihan saw his face clearly. He looked to be in his 30s, his cheeks were full of bumps and acne marks, and because he was too fat, his eyes were squeezed into two thin slits.

Holding a bulging plastic bag in his hand, he said expressionlessly, "Your medicine."

After speaking, he threw the plastic bag on the bed, turned and left.

A small medicine bottle fell from the plastic bag to the ground. Xu Yihan picked it up and saw three small characters written on it: Ma Fulong

Deng Yuan grabbed the bag of medicine, kept his head down, and said, "Yihan, I packed it up."

Xu Yihan responded, "Okay."

Deng Yuan walked out of the room and said to the man sitting on the chair: "Wen Jia, then I'll...go first, you...pay more attention to your body."

Until then, the man finally showed some expression.He looked at Deng Yuan, then looked up at Xu Yihan, with obvious mockery on his face: "Deng Yuan, can he pay for your surgery?"

Deng Yuan shook his head quickly: "He's just my younger brother."

"What is love?" the man said indifferently, "I told you a long time ago that people like us will be like this in this life, do you remember?"

"..."

"If you don't believe me, let's go and see - I've seen you like this a lot."

Xu Yihan and Deng Yuan went home, and Deng Yuan told Xu Yihan about Wenjia on the way back.

Wen Jia has been running a snack bar for more than ten years.He is also gender cognitively impaired. He started taking medicine at the age of 17 and saved money for surgery. At the age of 29, he finally had breast augmentation surgery. Three years after the operation, the colloid had problems and was taken out again.

"I knew him many years ago, on the Internet," Deng Yuan said in a low voice, unable to detect emotion, "at that time he was still very thin, but later he gained weight because of taking medicine, some medicine will make people Increased appetite."

"He knows a lot of people in the circle, and many people have been helped by him. He...is a very good person, but his life is not good. He used to take too much medicine and ruined his body."

Xu Yihan wanted to ask how Deng Yuan got together with Wen Jia, whether Deng Yuan had also been helped by Wen Jia, why he beat Wen Jia before since Wen Jia was also transgender, and also wanted to ask Deng Yuan all these years What exactly happened—but when he looked at Deng Yuan's glinting eyes, he couldn't ask again.

He already understood why Deng Yuan wore makeup.

Because the place they were going to was so dilapidated and dirty, and he wanted to be as decent as possible.Makeup, perhaps one of the few ways he can make himself look better.

Back home, Xu Yihan helped Deng Yuan pack his things.

He took out the medicine bottles and medicine boxes in the plastic bag one by one: Chromatography Dragon, Progalol, Mafulon, Premarin, Chinine Progesterone, Diane 35... Some have only one or two pills left, some still have Most of the bottle.This is the first time he has seen such a strange scene. It is not surprising to say that a man wears women's clothes, but a man actually uses these medicines - contraceptives, sexual function suppression, and progesterone-increasing... The scene made him linger in his heart, and the feeling was indescribable.Every medicine bottle and every medicine box is like a silent and heavy narration.

Xu Yihan took a deep breath, got up and walked to the bathroom.Deng Yuan was unscrewing the jar of unknown cosmetics he brought back.

Xu Yihan saw him take out a small piece of translucent ointment and put it in his palm, and put his hands together.

"What is this?" Xu Yihan asked.

"Makeup remover cream," Deng Yuan smiled at him, as if a little embarrassed, "melt it with the palm of your hand first, and then remove the makeup."

"……Oh."

After a while, the paste turned into a clear liquid. Deng Yuan put his palm on his face and rubbed it slowly.The bright milky light of the bathroom fell on him like a holy light.

Xu Yihan stared fixedly at Deng Yuan, at this moment, he felt that his heart was like that makeup remover cream, slowly melting in Deng Yuan's warm palm.