if there is no tomorrow

Chapter 14
In the following time, "You were born by your mother and your uncle" became the most popular swearing term on the Internet. If it wasn't because of too many words, it would have replaced "silly calamari" as the new national curse.

This accident gave me a sense of accomplishment. I actually became the protagonist of a sensational news event, and I was the number one male full of positive energy.Some newspapers also hailed me as "an urban hero who upholds justice." This title reminded me of people who upheld justice.I struggled all night, and finally resisted calling and reporting to the people who helped justice. Anyway, I am a person who has stepped into the gate of hell with one leg. Reputation is not important to me. I am a seller forced by life. The police will definitely not arrest me. Even if my stolen money is confiscated, I can still sell it to the next family.This kind of underground trading in a mature industry will definitely not be cleaned up in a major cleaning.Besides, I'm already an "urban hero who upholds justice" in this city, so how can I turn my back on and tip off the underground criminal gangs?With my mind made up, I'm going to wait and watch the criminals who traffic in human organs get caught.The date is actually set on the last day of the year. I really hope that the city will be cleaner in the coming year.

Luan Bingran and I made an appointment to meet at Beijing North Railway Station at 08:30 in the morning, then take the train to Jinshanling in Hebei, cross the Jinshanling Great Wall eastward to Simatai, and usher in the first ray of dawn in Simatai.Then, take a bus from Simatai to Wuling Mountain, and cross from West Wuling Mountain to East Wuling Mountain. The whole journey will take about five to six days. This is my second wish, to be a backpacker.

When I arrived at the North Station, Luan Bingran had already bought all the newspapers that reported on me at the newsstand, there were more than a dozen copies.From politics to entertainment, from national affairs to family affairs, all newspapers report the same news every day. Does a city need so many newspapers?No wonder the country's forest area is shrinking year by year, so fucking newspapers are printed.All the newspapers didn't mention my name, let alone my picture, they only called me Mr. Y.One newspaper described me as the superman of this city, and the newspaper explained that in this era, except for the police, only supermen and fools are left who dare to face the murder weapon of gangsters.This is forcing me to be Superman, because even if I am dying, I don't want to be a fool.

I haven’t taken the green leather train for many years. I thought that China had eliminated the green leather train. I didn’t expect this old antique to exist in Beijing North Railway Station.On the platform after entering the station, I saw a middle-aged man in an army green padded jacket. He looked familiar, but I couldn't remember where I saw him.I have been in sales for ten years and have met countless customers. This is not the first time I have encountered this situation, so I didn't care.

The train runs at the standard speed of a green leather train, "cracking" in the Yanshan Mountains. The mountains and deciduous shrubs on both sides of the railway are mixed into one color. The dirty color is not the legendary black color at all, it should be called the smog color .Luan Bingran closed the newspaper, touched me with her elbow, and said, "Tell me, where did you get so much courage?"

I said, "You are more courageous than me. If you hadn't stretched out that foot, I would have become a gangster's sword."

Luan Bingran looked at me with those incomparably pure dog eyes, shook her head and said, "You can't be judged by appearances. At that moment, you are like Napoleon who crossed the Alps and marched into Italy."

I said, "I can tell, you're making fun of my height."

Luan Bingran said: "Will anyone laugh at Napoleon's height?"

I said, "Yes, the Bourbons."

Luan Bingran said: "Will Napoleon mind the Bourbon royal family laughing at his height?"

I said, "It doesn't make sense to me to laugh or not to laugh at."

Luan Bingran said: "It makes sense, you gave this city hope."

I froze for a moment: "Hope? What hope?"

Luan Bingran said: "Justice and bravery."

Justice and bravery are two words that have never been related to me.When Luan Bingran spoke like this, I took it as part of their end-of-life care, and didn't take it too seriously. How can a person who has been useless all his life give hope to a city at the last moment?Don't forget, this is Beijing.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the two of us arrived at the Jinshanling Great Wall as scheduled. Luan Bingran didn't go to the ticket office to buy tickets for climbing the Great Wall. She said that netizens provided three fare evasion routes.The two of us detoured a long way before finding the fare evasion route provided by netizens. The two of us saved 120 yuan. I asked Luan Bingran, "Do you believe in fare evasion?"

Luan Bingran said: "The premise of my belief is fairness."

I said, "Other tourists buy tickets to climb the Great Wall, but you come in without buying a ticket. Is that fair?"

Luan Bingran said: "Today the section of the Great Wall in Hebei is charged, and tomorrow we walk to Simatai on foot, and the section of the Great Wall in Beijing is also charged. Is it fair? The Great Wall existed in the Han Dynasty. Except for the Yuan and Qing dynasties, all dynasties have consolidated and repaired the Great Wall. For more than 2000 years, which dynasty paid for climbing the Great Wall?"

I have always been clumsy and tongue-tied, and I can't argue with the well-informed Luan Bingran, because she has dog eyes as pure as water.The two of us stopped arguing, and the reason for not arguing anymore was that our breathing became more and more short. The two of us had successfully climbed the Jinshanling Great Wall from the wild road, and climbed up the mountain along the steep city wall.It took about two and a half hours, and we had already climbed nine enemy towers. Although our cheeks ached from the cold, our bodies were already dripping with sweat.It was mid-winter, and there were few people climbing the Great Wall, and the more tourists went to the top of the mountain, the fewer tourists there were.The two of us sat down for a rest in a watchtower, and I asked Luan Bingran, "Are there wolves here at night?"

Luan Bingran said: "In recent years, the natural ecology has recovered. According to the local villagers, there are wolves and wild boars."

I said, "Then we should set up our tents inside the watchtower, and neither wolves nor wild boars should be able to get up."

Luan Bingran asked me with a smile: "You are not afraid of murderous demons, why are you suddenly afraid of wolves and wild boars?"

I said, "I'm not afraid. I'm a dying person. What I'm worried about is you."

Luan Bingran actually blushed. In order to hide her embarrassment, she stood up and looked into the distance.At this moment, the sun is setting, and the smog of the mountains and mountains is mixed with a little residual red, making it look powerless and lifeless.Luan Bingran pointed to a watchtower in the distance and said, "Look there, there are people like us who came to camp on the Great Wall."

I stood up and followed Luan Bingran's fingers to look over. There were three figures moving up the mountain at a distance from our three watchtowers. One of them seemed to be wearing an army green padded coat.Luan Bingran grabbed her backpack and said that she would find a shelter from the wind to camp before dark, and she would also go to the city wall to find some dry firewood and light a bonfire for warmth and dinner at night.I gave her a thumbs up and gave her a thumbs up.Luan Bingran said that she had prepared lessons in advance, consulted a lot of information on wilderness survival knowledge, and said that choosing a camping site should combine yin and yang Fengshui, avoid wind in winter, avoid water in summer, and avoid steep slopes and falling rocks in four seasons... When I was carrying my backpack, I looked back Taking a look at the three figures who were climbing, there was a hint of uneasiness, because it seemed that only one of the three was carrying a backpack, and he didn't seem to be camping on the Great Wall.If they were not camping at the Great Wall, they should have gone down the mountain at this time. Why are they still climbing up?

The two of us walked forward four enemy towers, and I suddenly realized that I said to Luan Bingran: "The knowledge of survival in the wild that you learned from books has killed people."

Luan Bingran asked me, why did you say that?I said: "All the Great Wall is built on the ridge, and the watchtowers will be built on the commanding heights deliberately. Where can there be watchtowers sheltered from the wind?"

Luan Bingran looked up at the several enemy towers in front of him, they were indeed at the commanding heights of the mountains, he couldn't help laughing, and said: "The knowledge in the books is not wrong, the exception is that we have to camp on the Great Wall."

So, we found a nearby enemy building and set up the tent.I looked back at the Great Wall behind me, but I didn't see the figures of the three people before.Perhaps because I have never camped in the wild, I still have a little anxiety and worry.I followed a collapsed gap down the city wall, picked up a large bundle of dry firewood from the bushes, and carried it into the watchtower, preparing to light a bonfire for a while.Thinking of sleeping in the same tent with Luan Bingran tonight, my heart was filled with anticipation, looking forward to the night falling soon.

The bonfire was lit, and the warm light filled the enemy building. Luan Bingran cooked a pot of instant noodles. This was the most delicious noodle I had ever eaten in my life. In the end, I even drank every drop of the soup.As soon as the stomach was filled, the most primitive instincts of human beings began to rise in the body, which was all caused by Luan Bingran's pure dog eyes.She glanced inadvertently, and whenever our eyes met in the air, I couldn't help but startled.What's even more gratifying is that Luan Bingran's eyes didn't avoid me at all. In the barren mountains and wild mountains and the Great Wall at night, she and I camped alone in a tent, didn't she feel embarrassed at all?Maybe she was looking forward to that moment too?I am a dying person, I have a useless face, what is the reason for Luan Bingran to look forward to it?If there is no expectation, why is Luan Bingran so calm about sharing a tent with me?Is this also part of the charity's hospice care?Just when my soul was about to float away from my body and was about to molest Luan Bingran, there was a sudden sound of footsteps, we both stood up almost at the same time, looking for the sound of footsteps, two white backpackers walked in outside the enemy building, A young man and woman.Caucasian men and women greeted us warmly. The white guy introduced himself, saying that they are American students studying at Peking University, and asked if we both mind if they also put up the tent in the enemy building?Luan Bingran hastily said that he didn't mind, and also said that the barren mountains and wild mountains would be good companions.I had no choice but to agree, and helped to find the open space where the tent was set up.After the two American students set up their tents, Luan Bingran had already cooked instant noodles for them, and the two American students couldn't stop thanking them.Taking advantage of the interval between eating noodles, the four of us introduced ourselves respectively. The name of the American boy is Jack, and Jack's girlfriend is named Ruth as expected.Jack took out a bottle of whiskey from his backpack and poured it into four paper cups. The four of us sat around the campfire and drank each other. Vampires and vixens.At the end of the conversation, I began to look forward to the zero-distance contact in the tent, so I yawned twice at Jack and Ruth. into the tent.

Luan Bingran said that it was time for us to go to sleep, and she asked me to add a few thick bushes to the campfire, and went into the tent by herself.I stuffed the remaining rough bushes into the fire in case the freezing temperature woke us up in the middle of the night. Although we had velvet sleeping bags and moisture-proof pads, this was the Golden Mountain in the middle of winter after all.After playing with the bonfire all night, my face was scorched hot, and I had thousands of flying thoughts. In addition, I was going to enter the tent soon, and I felt hot all over in an instant.I had no choice but to walk out of the enemy building and let the biting cold wind of Jinshanling in the middle of the night calm me down.Suddenly, I saw the light of a bonfire in an adjacent watchtower, and shadowy figures walking around. It seems that Jinshanling Great Wall is not lonely tonight.I took three deep breaths and returned to the watchtower.Standing in front of the tent, I hesitated for three seconds, then whispered to the tent, "I... I'm going in."

There was no movement in the tent, I repeated it again, but Luan Bingran still didn't respond.I think, after all, she is a little girl who doesn't know much about the world, and it's normal to be shy, unlike Liang Anni, who is an adulterous and evil girl who is sophisticated and old in the world.After I raised my voice, I said it twice, but there was still no movement in the tent.I think I should take the initiative, and I can't let the girl let me into the tent.So, I took off my shoes, turned on the headlight, and got into the tent, only to find that Luan Bingran had already gotten into her sleeping bag and fell asleep.I was a little disappointed, silently took off my joggers and down jacket, and made myself a pillow.But the tent was too small, my arm touched Luan Bingran's butt several times, she didn't seem to respond.I have seen countless women's curves bound by fashion, but this is the first time I see a woman's curve wrapped in sleeping bags. Compared with fashion, sleeping bags are more mysterious and alluring.Seeing Luan Bingran's down jacket and stormtroopers piled up under her feet, I made another pillow for her and gently lifted her head into it.Luan Bingran snorted and said inarticulately, "Please, help me loosen my bra, it's strangling me..."

My blood rushed to my forehead in an instant, and the primitive desire in my body rose again. I opened Luan Bingran's sleeping bag with trembling hands, then tremblingly penetrated into her fleece jacket, and finally found the button of the bra.I have never been in contact with such tender and smooth skin. There are small lumps on the back of my ex-wife, and the back of my first love broke up before touching it.I admit that I am more daring than before, especially sexually daring.Since I made a medicine introduction for Liang Anni, coupled with my broken jar mentality, my male instinct and animal characteristics have all been revealed. At this moment, even the goddess Angelina Jolie is lying in my tent , I will have no hesitation.After feeling Luan Bingran's back, I began to search for her chest with my hand. Just when I touched the cavernous body of her breast, Luan Bingran suddenly turned around and sat up, and slapped my left cheek heavily, turning my headlamp It also fell into the sleeping bag.The tent was pitch black, and the air froze instantly. About a minute later, we both spoke at the same time, and after we both said the word "you", we closed our mouths at the same time.Then I said to Luan Bingran in a tone that was neither humble nor overbearing: "You speak first."

Luan Bingran asked in an angry tone: "Aren't you gay?"

I was a little irritated, and said angrily: "You are the fucking gay! Your whole family is gay! Your entire neighborhood is gay!"

The American boy in the tent next door lost his composure and asked, "Do you need help?"

Luan Bingran said no need, she took out the headlamp from the sleeping bag and shone it on my face, as if to determine whether I was gay or not.The headlight dazzled my eyes, so I pulled the headlight from Luan Bingran's hand and asked her, "Is the word 'gay' engraved on my face?"

Luan Bingran said, "But...but I always thought you were... gay."

I was still angry, but lowered my voice and said, "Why don't you think I'm the president of the United States?"

The American guy in the tent next door spoke up again, saying, "No! Obama is not gay."

Luan Bingran lowered her voice lower than mine, and said to me: "The first time I saw you, I knew you were gay."

I asked her why?Luan Bingran said: "I misunderstood the outfit you were wearing at that time."

I said I was wearing a famous brand, what does that have to do with homosexuality?In the dim light, I saw Luan Bingran pouted.She asked me: "I remember you were wearing Jack Jones jeans. Jack and Jones are the names of two men. Two men put together. What is it?"

I said, "Brothers?"

Luan Bingran shook her head, and said in a disdainful tone, "It's gay."

"Gay?" I asked.

Luan Bingran nodded, and said, "Your windbreaker is Armani, and it's also a brand that is more popular among gays in Europe."

She reached out and pulled the zipper of my fleece jacket, revealing the tight-fitting Versace T-shirt inside, and said: "In Europe, almost every gay old man has a Versace. Meat, both have a black tight T-shirt, and you are wearing a black Versace tight T-shirt, obviously wanting to eat all kinds of people."

My whole body was so soft that I couldn't even lift my head. I lay on the moisture-proof mat and said in frustration: "On Christmas Eve, I was first used by you as a homosexual, and then beaten as a duck. Isn't that unreasonable?"

(End of this chapter)