Nashan Nahe

Chapter 3

In the chemistry class, there was a gentleman who returned from studying abroad, but his style was not westernized at all. He still wore a gray robe all day long, wore thick glasses, and a pair of leather shoes with broken soles, which were polished every day. His surname was Wu. Every time I come to his class, why not why is she basically half asleep and half awake, every time Teacher Wu sees her, she will inevitably be taught a lesson, I see her being scolded by the teacher, she still looks indifferent, always wanting to laugh , and dare not laugh, but this day, she doesn't care, and I don't want to laugh anymore

"Why not, I want to ask you, you can't even read well, how can you serve the country in the future?" Teacher Wu called Why not doze off

"I read very well, but I don't want to read some books, and I have my way of serving the country." Why don't you say it seems to be justified?

"You are still talking too much! Do you know? A student, a desk, and a young man are the future of a country. You have all of these now, but you don't cherish them. You are the future of a country, but you have never realized your own. Mission, now the Japanese are bombarding Dagu Port, and they have also united with the eight countries of the United Kingdom and the United States to issue an ultimatum to the government, asking us to withdraw the unreasonable request for military defense of Dagu Port within 48 hours. How many young people like you are there in Beiping? Today, protests were held in ***, demanding the rejection of the eight-nation ultimatum, but, but our dear head of state, Duan Qirui, also today, today, ordered to shoot and suppress these peacefully petitioning students. Do you know how many people died? Who!?" He turned around to look at the young people in the room, with tears in his eyes, choked up several times (Who ordered the shooting, there are different opinions in the later period, according to Fu Sinian, it was Lu Zhonglin, and some people pointed out that it was the Prime Minister Jia Deyao)

"More than fifty people, countless injured, maybe more" he said almost to himself, he looked out of the window, and did not speak again, this chemistry teacher who is a bit pedantic in our eyes, who likes to talk about governing the country and the world, one should The middle-aged man with strong bones was speechless because of the silent tears on his face...

What's outside the window?The green trees are sprouting outside the window, the campus is small, full of flowers and trees, a school of warblers and grasses are full of spring, and the hearts of the people...

I looked at why not, she lowered her head, clenched her fists tightly against the desk, her shoulders trembled a little, she gritted her teeth, the blue veins on her forehead protruded, and there were tears in her eyes that she could not let fall. Sit in your seat until get out of class is over...

The day is March 1926, 3

My father and other teachers, out of grief and anger, wrote long articles accusing Duan Qirui's government of being incompetent. Many students in the school circulated father's articles, but I did not. The "bloody" senior students even geared up, wishing they could go to Peiping and kill Duan Qirui immediately.I just listen to these, and I still just listen.

But why not, since that class, one afternoon, one night, and the next day, Friday, she didn't speak. I wanted to say something to her, but I didn't know how to say it, what to say?Ask her why she doesn't speak?I know the answer!Or tell her that those people are far away from us, and those things are also far away from us, so don't worry about it, is it far away?Is it really far?

When I went home that day, she still didn’t speak, walked out of the school gate, and bent over in front of me. I leaned on her shoulder and buried my head. When I smell the faint smell of cotton oil soap on her body, it disappears, and I can comfort myself with such a familiar breath, she is still the same...

When she got home at night, she finally spoke. She still helped her mother to light the fire and chat. After dinner, she accompanied her mother to take out the soles of her shoes. Her mother measured her size and saw that she only had two clothes. She wanted to make another set for her. She cooperated with her with a smile. Looking at my mother, sometimes raising my arms, sometimes turning around, sometimes turning around to tease my sister, I feel very happy, and I see her smile again!

In the kitchen, she added a large pot of water, intending to boil hot water for the family to take a bath. I saw her sitting on a small bench, adding firewood, squinting from time to time, fanning the thick smoke in front of her, and then getting up and taking a look. , wanted to go up to help her, but she wouldn't let me in, she said, the kitchen is full of smoke, it will smell of charcoal on my body, I asked her back, what about you?She said, anyway, you won't dislike me.Pulling the bellows, her tone was indifferent, as if telling me that what she ate tonight was fried noodles.This sentence made me feel embarrassed for a while, but I still want to ask, do you despise me?I want to know the answer, but I just want to ask, although I didn't ask in the end, but this question has been entangled in my heart for a long time, is it... Is this what they said, hypocritical?Coquettish?

I felt that I was keeping my head down, smiling with my lips pursed, and then looked up at her, she was half-bent, holding a stick to add firewood, while looking at me, the flames in the furnace, printed Looking at her face, her smile is red, I feel that the flame is like this, it will be pulled out by her smile, surround me, burn me, I don't know what expression I had at that time, I only know that I saw her today When I laughed, I was really very happy, but now, my mood is more than just happy, because she smiled at me, and I haven't seen her smile at me for two days.

After the parents took a bath and took care of the younger siblings, they went to bed. We only went to wash at this time. Why not let them wash first, she was afraid that the hot water would not be enough, but the fact is that she The hot water that was boiled for the first time was not too much, not too little, just enough for the whole family, and it would not be wasted. She helped me take a bath, always so meticulous, careful, if I was not careful, I would not be able to wash me clean, and if I was not careful, I would be afraid of washing. If the water is too slow, the water will be cold, and I will catch a cold. After all, it is still spring.

Back in the room, she stopped talking again. In the dark, we were lying side by side, and I couldn’t see her expression. I wanted to recite poems to her, but she has been silent since just now, which made me wonder How to speak.After a while, maybe she felt my "squeeze", I know she can feel it, even in the dark

"Jia Yu"

"Ok?"

She turned over and looked at me, and I turned over and looked at her. After a while, I felt that she got her hand and put it on my waist. I was close to her. We were so close that we could almost feel each other's breath. I kissed her , Is this a real kiss?I tasted her tongue, between my lips, between my teeth, back and forth tenderly, she took off my underwear, and lay on me, her kiss gradually became warmer, winding around my ears, between my eyebrows, Shoulder, when her lips came to my chest, I almost cried out, it was a kind of... because of the comfortable pleasure, the sound I wanted to make, although I hadn't, but I knew, no, because , the parents will hear.

I grabbed the corner of the quilt and bit it hard, she kept kissing my body, until I got there, for the first time in my life, I felt the slippery flow between the legs, this time there was no pain, she carefully Moving in my body, that kind of soreness and tingling strange pleasure made me feel ashamed, but I couldn't control it, and wanted more.Letting go of the quilt, I took a deep breath, thought and thought, and whispered to her

After saying "Hurry up", I quickly bit the corner of the quilt again, not daring to open my eyes, and not daring to let go

"Okay" she responded softly, leaning forward, afraid of freezing me, covered the quilt on her body with one hand, and hugged my waist tightly, as if at that moment, I felt as if there were thousands of troops Horses run through me and I don't feel pain?So much so that it made me want to stand up and match her rhythm, but I couldn't do it. I felt that I was too lewd...

"Jiayu, does this hurt?" She gasped heavily and whispered in my ear, I couldn't answer her, I could only hold her neck tightly and shook her head, she seemed to be working harder, strength It's too big, I feel like I can't hold on anymore, like being sucked out? !In the end, my waist tightened and loosened, making me completely "surrender" to her attack!But she didn't seem to know, she was still moving in my body, I quickly grabbed her arm, because I didn't have the strength to speak anymore.

She stopped, turned over and lay next to me, breathing unevenly, looked at me, came to embrace me in her arms, unbuttoned the shirt two more times, grabbed my hand, and placed it on her smooth shoulder On the road, I haven't recovered yet, leaning softly on her shoulder, listening to her heartbeat, and her breathing in my ear.For a moment, I heard her suppressed crying, I was startled, I wanted to look up at her, or comfort her, but I didn't do that, I just hugged her waist tightly, stroked her back, I Thinking of that day in the courtyard, it made me feel uncomfortable, her eyes of guilt towards my mother or towards me

"No, I voluntarily, you don't have to..." I don't know why, I heard the helplessness in my tone

"No, it's not Jiayu." She seemed to understand my tone, and quickly explained, she stopped crying, moved her body down, looked into my eyes, and pressed her forehead against me

"It's not Jiayu, it's not what you think, I, I,..."

"...I understand, I understand, it's a family feud, it's also a national hatred, right?" She nodded without saying a word, yes, what happened to her father, what happened to her family, what happened to her, is it true? Family Feud!If she had only had family feuds in her heart before, and she wanted to take revenge just for the sake of family feuds, then March [-] was not only national hatred, but also aroused the family feud in her heart, and it also aroused the family feud that was already buried in her heart. Why not, the hatred of the country in her heart, why she doesn't speak these days, her heart is gloomy, she feels narrow and selfish, because she encounters misfortune, she can't see other people's misfortune, seeing the corpses on the street, she has no choice but to Hatred, she always thought about revenge for her father, but she didn't see how many people here, and lost her parents and family, but when she heard it, saw it, and realized it, she couldn't accept it, she couldn't accept it, she was willing A country that is bullied by others, and she can't do anything, she can't even cry, she can't even vent, she is too strong! ! !

If it weren't for tonight, we had such intimacy, maybe I would see her crying someday, but I saw her tonight, although I couldn't see her tears in the dark night, but I knew, I She is already her closest person, she is willing to put away her self-esteem, she wants to be strong, she is willing to open to me, that solid psychological fortress that does not belong to a 17-year-old girl, let me walk in, I am so happy , but when you walk in, how painful is what you see? !

I stroked her face, not knowing what else to say!She laughed and sniffled, which made me laugh too

"Jia Yu"

"Ok?"

"Are you sleepy?"

"not sleepy"

"Then I will recite poetry to you"

"Well, good" I usually recite it to her, but today she will recite it to me, so I tightened the quilt and hugged her tightly

"Go, go, I want to fly towards you, I don't need to ride with Dionysus in a leopard car, I want to spread the invisible wings of poetry..."

In such a quiet night, with such a down-to-earth and tender person, my heart is filled with satisfaction, and... sweetness? !The voice in my ear floated farther and farther away, and my consciousness gradually became blurred, but the face of Why Buwei gradually appeared in front of my eyes, is it in a dream?