On How Abusive Essays Become Sweet Essays

    On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, there is a Lantern Festival, and the streets of the town are full of lanterns, which are lined up in a row, illuminating the dark night with bright lights. This night is very lively.

    Some people are doing acrobatics on the street, and some people are dancing lions on wooden stakes. The crowd around them cheers loudly. You Xuzhi pulls Zhang Zuidong around the streets to watch the fun. A small stall selling masks, carrying the mask on top.

    "Which one do you like?" He asked Zhang Zuidong, it's too noisy here, you have to get close to hear it clearly, or you have to shout at a high voice.

    He wears a white jade hairpin on his head, which was given to him by You Xuzhi on the first day of the first lunar month. Because he was afraid that if he fell and touched it, he would feel distressed.

    Zhang Zuidong casually ordered a black mask and said, "This is it."

      Sha, the children will cry from you."

    Zhang Zuidong drooped his eyes and grinned, letting the hands put the mask on his face, one of You Xu looked at it, the mask on his face seemed to be pretty good style.

    Zhang Zuidong glanced at the white one on the shelf. Before he could speak, he heard You Xuzhi say, "Then I want the white one."

    You Xuzhi paid the copper, put the mask on his face, and moved to Zhang Zuidong's side and said, "In this way, we can also make a black and white impermanence."

    Zhang Zuidong's face covered by the mask was a little hot, and there was a little joy in his heart.

    His eyes were full of smiles.

      Go lion dance."

    You Xuzhi was running west and east in the street, Zhang Zuidong was like an elder who looked at his child, and he could always find his position accurately by following him not far or near.

    His attention was focused on You Xuzhi, and he never noticed that they were walking further and further away, until the voices faded away, across a river, to the dimly lit place, opposite the river It was very lively, and there were very few people on this side of the river.

    Zhang Zuidong saw You Xuzhi turn into the path, took a step slower, walked over and saw that there was no one in the dark path, and there was a wall at the end.

    Zhang Zuidong lifted his foot and walked in. After experiencing this many times, he was not so anxious and worried, knowing that You Xuzhi was thinking badly to tease him again.

    The crevices of the stone road are covered with moss, and his shadow is cast on the wall in front of him. He opened his mouth, but before he called out, there was a shadow of another person on the wall.

    Zhang Zuidong turned around, his eyes were covered, and the familiar fragrance rushed over, and he stopped the body that was about to struggle subconsciously.

    "What a handsome little man." The person said in his ear, and then nibbled at his earlobe.

    Zhang Zuidong was deprived of his vision, his physical senses seemed to be magnified infinitely, his ears were numb, he took two steps back, his back was against the wall, and the people in front of him were pressing step by step, The hand in front of him didn't take it away, and the other hand wrapped around his waist.

    "Don't mess around." Zhang Zuidong noticed his intention and warned.

    "Yo—" You Xuzhi chuckled and said cynically, "Are you doing things for the godfather?"

      As if becoming more mellow, Zhang Zuidong's Adam's apple rolled and his throat was astringent.

    He raised his hand to take down the hand covering his eyes, but he didn't want to move the hand away, he giggled: "Little Langjun, be more obedient and suffer less, Otherwise, I can let you experience it, what is it that you can't survive without dying."

    You Xuzhi: "That's what makes you... want to die."

    "Absurd—" Zhang Zuidong raised his head slightly, and the words he said were lacking in confidence. With a trembling voice, he grabbed the clothes on You Xuzhi's shoulders and creased them.

    The tip of You Xuzhi's nose touched the outline of his profile, and hummed: "Not honest."

    The sound of footsteps coming from outside here, Zhang Zuidong's waistline suddenly tense, his breathing stagnated for a moment, but You Xuzhi didn't seem to be nervous at all, he even leaned up to kiss the corner of his mouth, rubbing He licked his lips, lingering and tired, kissing people in a mess, and his tense body relaxed again, but he was still vigilant mentally, listening to the movements outside.

    He seems to be divided into two parts, one part is mixed with You Xuzhi, and the other part is the original serious and rigid him, just before You Xuzhi was about to go further, Zhang Zuidong grabbed his hand , his voice was hoarse as if it had been overused.

    "Enough, stop."

      Leaning against You Xuzhi's neck, in such a cold day, a thin layer of sweat was abruptly coming out of his back.

    The people outside didn't stay long and left, You Xuzhi took Zhang Zuidong's hand and said, "There's nothing fun outside, let's go back - play something more fun."

    Zhang Zuidong let him lead him and asked, "Where did you hide?"

    You Xuzhi: "Want to know?"

    Zhang Zuidong said honestly: "I think."

    You Xuzhi: "You promise me to try the eighteenth style with me today, and I will promise you."

    Zhang Zuidong remembered the eighteenth moves in You Xuzhi's booklet, and the heartbeat that had just calmed down accelerated again - since he met the young master, his heart disease has not been better, and his head will appear from time to time. to attack.

    Zhang Zuidong coughed lowly: "I should be you."

    Therefore, You Xuzhi performed it for him on the spot, what is flying over the eaves and walking the wall, he was on the wall just now, Zhang Zuidong didn't look up, naturally he couldn't see it.

    Zhang Zuidong marveled, You Xuzhi said humbly, "I can't be taller, I'm doing this to hide..."

    Hide his dad's stick.

    You Xuzhi almost leaked, and quickly closed his mouth, Zhang Zuidong did not ask any further questions.

    He said, "I heard Master You say that you were not in good health when you were a child, so he hired a master to teach you martial arts."

    You Xuzhi muttered: "When did he tell you?"

    Zhang Zuidong tilted his head, pursed his lower lip lightly, and replied, "It was the day of the New Year's Eve dinner at your house."

    He paused and said, "Your father said he owes you, why is this? If you don't want to say it, just pretend I didn't ask."

      It's not that I can't tell you."

    He first made a long foreshadowing, and then began to talk about the reason.

    From childhood to adulthood, You Xuzhi's method of educating his children is to beat, one meal is not enough to beat two times, and he beats until he is obedient, but You Xuzhi is naturally rebellious, and he likes to confront his father , He was the one who was beaten the most in the family.

    But later, when I was thirteen or fourteen, I became a little more sensible and less angry with his father.

    He has a good relationship with his eldest brother. After he found out that he likes men, he told his eldest brother, but he has not figured out how to confess to his parents, and his eldest brother also helped him keep a secret for the time being.

    Maybe he didn't pay attention to whether there were any other people around when he said that, and the little gangsters who never looked down on his big brother knew about it somehow and used it to provoke him Big brother, let the always elegant big brother move.

    One of You Xuzhi saw his elder brother's injury, and he couldn't bear it, so he went to settle accounts with them. In the ancestral hall, the family law was imposed, the rattan was withdrawn, the old injury was not healed, and the new injury was added, and almost died.

    "It's going to rain and my father wants to beat the cubs. No one can stop me, not even my mother. After that time, my father's temper was much better." You Xuzhi , "After the injury, I moved out of the Youjia and became self-reliant. Now it's not too bad. Actually, I don't mind it for a long time, but the old man has been talked about by my mother for a long time, probably because he is old, and his heart is not good. It got softer."

    He still looks like he doesn't care about anything.

    When he regained his senses, he hurriedly took his hand, but before he let go, he was caught by You Xuzhi. He seemed to know what Zhang Zuidong wanted to ask, and his clear pupils reflected Zhang Zuidong's figure .

    His clear voice was soft and soft: "It hurts, good man, you hurt me."

    In this moment, Zuidong can't wait to suffer the pain for him.

    Then, through the thick clothes, Zhang Zuidong felt strange behind him, he turned his head and saw a hand.

    The owner of the hand squeezed it casually.

    Zhang Zuidong: "…"

    Such an immoral move!

    “No one has seen it again.” You Xuzhi.

    What else did Zhang Zuidong want to say, You Xuzhi stretched and said, "I'm a little hungry, hurry back, or I can't help it... Tsk, it's weirdly cold, freezing. But it's not good."

    "Xiao Langjun, don't leave me, I will punish you."

    "Hmm..." Zhang Zuidong was lying on the edge of the pool and wanted to go out, but was pulled back.

      groaning.

    The sound of "bang bang bang" sounded outside, the fireworks bloomed in the sky, and the faces of the two were red, Zhang Zuidong raised his head, firmly grasped You Xuzhi's shoulder, and his heart beat When he reached his throat, he couldn't stop trembling, like drowning, and a tear fell down the corner of his eyes.

    With a faint sigh, You Xuzhi lowered his head and kissed the corner of his eye lightly.

    "You're crying."

    "Because of me."

    He gave a childish smile.

      The young men stood in a row, holding the *** without making a move, and then roared out a majestic shout.

    The leader is dressed in strong clothes, outlines the thin waist, walks among the young people, the face is as cold as a ghost, and he chooses which kid to kill next, he goes Wherever they went, all the little devils in that area worked very hard, for fear of being trained by him.

    Sometimes there was another person on the wall.

    You Xuzhi was wearing summer clothes, sitting on the wall, with one leg bent and the other hanging in the air, eating a piece of watermelon in his hand, he spit watermelon seeds toward the field.

    "Master Zhang!" He shouted loudly.

    Zhang Zuidong turned around and saw the person standing on the wall, he frowned, "Why are you here?"

    "It's very hot, let the little cubs rest, drink water and eat a watermelon."

    Zhang Zuidong reprimanded: "Not decent!"

      rest.

    You Xuzhi said a few more words, Zhang Zuidong softened his expression, and suddenly he saw You Xuzhi was unstable and fell down, Zhang Zuidong's heart skipped a beat, his body had already reacted, and he would swim Asahi took it in his arms.

    And the person in his arms was still eating watermelon: "Thank you, thank you."

    Zhang Zuidong put him down with a dark face, and he asked everyone to rest first, "If I didn't catch you just now, wouldn't you—"

    You Xuzhi put the watermelon in his mouth: "Eat the watermelon."

    Zhang Zuidong caught it before he smiled and said, "I know you will catch me."

    Zhang Zuidong is now one of the masters in this martial arts field. It was a bit difficult for him to enter here, because many people knew that he and You Xu had an unclear relationship. But by chance, he met an acquaintance here when he joined the army.

    That person has always admired him, so after going through a small set of twists and turns, Zhang Zuidong came here to teach people martial arts.

    You Xuzhi climbed the wall and came in. His servants all walked through the front door and brought sweet watermelon. You Xuzhi took Zhang Zuidong to a remote and shady corner and touched Zhang Zuidong. Hand, said: "What did you wipe with your hand? It's slippery, and it feels strangely comfortable."

    Zhang Zuidong retracted his hand slightly uncomfortably, but You Xuzhi did not let him retract.

    "Just put on a little balm," he said.

    You Xuzhi squeezed his hand with love.

    You Xuzhi smelled it and said, "It's quite fragrant."

    He paused, then asked, "Do you know what day it is today?"

    Zhang Zuidong thought for a while after hearing the words, but couldn't figure out, You Xuzhi's birthday has passed, his birthday has not yet arrived, what time is left?

    You Xuzhi: "Qiaoqiao Festival, have you heard of it?"

    Zhang Zuidong suddenly realized: "I never noticed."

    "It's fine, I'll just pay attention." You Xuzhi took out something from his bag, a jade pendant with a red rope passing through it, and he said, "You bow your head."

    "This is... for me?" Zhang Zuidong hesitated.

    "Of course." You Xuzhi said proudly, "I specially went to the temple to open it today. As a token of our love, it will definitely last us a long time."

    Love Token—

    Long lasting—

    Zhang Zuidong raised waves in his eyes, looked up at the young master, with warmth in his black eyes, he lowered his head slightly.

      That white jade hairpin, if you don't wear it for ten days and a half months, it's almost turning ashes."

    "No dust, I wipe it every day—" Zhang Zuidong suddenly paused.

    You Xuzhi really didn't realize it, seeing him pursing his lips in annoyance, You Xuzhi smiled involuntarily, "Ah - it turns out that Xiao Langjun is not displeased, I like it so much, it really made me uneasy for a long time."

    Zhang Zuidong said nothing with red ears.

    Zhang Zuidong: "Let's see the situation."

    You Xuzhi covered his face with a folding fan, and sighed: "Lang Jun, you are leaving me alone in the empty room, but you have the heart to be like this... That's all, maybe I'm lonely, so I can't help looking for People are amused, if it is drunk, maybe…”

    Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the dark-faced Zhang Zuidong, "You dare!"

    You Xuzhi put away the folding fan, winked at Zhang Zuidong, and said calmly: "I dare not."

    Zhang Zuidong gritted his teeth, just listening to what he said, he was already burning with anger, wishing to bring this person by his side every day, "You just wait."

     After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

    You Xuzhi did not stop him.

    Wait? What are you waiting for?

    After waiting for a while, You Xuzhi was already bored. He squatted down and counted the ants in the corner. He also plucked the grass, pushed down the things the ants were carrying, and watched them lift again. stand up.

    After another meeting, Zhang Zuidong came back.

    "You come with me." Zhang Zuidong said.

    You Xuzhi followed up, "Where are we going?"

    Zhang Zuidong: "Shut up, don't ask."

    "Oh." You Xuzhi sensed some shyness in his tone and demeanor, obediently shut his mouth, and followed behind him.

    There is a rockery behind the martial arts field. People don’t come here often. It is like a maze inside, and it is easy to get dizzy. After the field, the rockery here has not been leveled.

    You Xuzhi came here once, when Zhang Zuidong came here not long ago, he came to see, Zhang Zuidong took him around, he liked it very much, it was claustrophobic and secret, and it was difficult to do anything be noticed.

    It's too quiet here.

    The sound of each other's breathing and heartbeats are clearly audible.

    You Xuzhi maintained this action, did not walk away, he asked: "Why did you bring me here?"

    Zhang Zuidong's face was still so deep, he said in a deep voice, "Don't you just want this?"

    He turned around and pulled You Xuzhi to the inside, surrounded by rockeries, the light was dim, he took off his coat, "Come on."

    You Xuzhi: "…"

    I don't, I'm not!

    Today, he just wanted to take Zhang Zuidong to the river to put lights on—although he once thought about trying it here with Zhang Zuidong, cough.

    Seeing him not moving, Zhang Zuidong urged: "Hurry up."

    "Don't worry Xiaolang-jun." You Xuzhi, he didn't bring the all-purpose box today, took a step back, "I..."

    "I'm not in a hurry." Zhang Zuidong interrupted him, a medicine box appeared out of nowhere in his hand, he tilted his head and said with red ears, "I...washed it."

    You Xuzhi was stunned: "You just left—"

    "Shut up." Zhang Zuidong gritted his teeth, he pulled You Xuzhi, "You want to try it with me here, I know."

      On the back of his head, he kissed his lips, "If you have such a gentleman, what more can you ask for."

    Zhang Zuidong squinted halfway, his eyelids trembled slightly, the corners of his eyes gradually stained with red tide, when You Xuzhi left, his lips were slightly open, his breathing was unsteady, as if he was covered with You Xu its smell.

    He liked the smell on him very much, and liked it to the point of indulging, and he felt at ease when he smelled it.

    …

    After a long time, You Xuzhi raised his hand from the back to the front, covered Zhang Zuidong's lips, and whispered "someone" in his ear.

    Then Zhang Zuidong's muscles tensed up, with ready-to-go strength, "Wait..."

    You Xuzhi refused to let him say everything, he bit his lip.

    Afterwards, Zhang Zuidong learned that he had been tricked, picked up clothes and put them on with a black face.

    He saw that Zhang Zuidong was not going back to the martial arts field, so he asked, "Where are you going?"

    Zhang Zuidong still had the red tide on his face, gritted his teeth and said, "Go back to take a bath."

    "I want to take a bath." You Xuzhi stretched out his hand, "Let me feel if my clothes are wet."

    Zhang Zuidong took his hand, You Xuzhi smiled and broke away, "I'm so angry at me, is it because I'm not comfortable serving you?"

    Zhang Zuidong quickened his pace.

    They avoided the bustling city and walked down a secluded path. You Xuzhi followed behind Zhang Zuidong humming a little song, with his hands behind his head, the person in front suddenly stopped and turned around.

    "Hand." His voice was calm and cold, and he seemed to be out of breath.

    You Xuzhi raised his lips and reached out his hand.

    Zhang Zuidong took his hand: "Go home."

    You Xuzhi: "Dui Dong, how about we make dumplings tonight?"

    Zhang Zuidong: "Yeah."

    You Xuzhi: "Let's go to the river later and set off lanterns to make a wish."

    Zhang Zuidong: "Okay."

    "You just left the martial arts field, okay?"

    "I got someone to replace me."

    "Oh... Zuidong, I'm happy, I'm happy to see you."

    Zhang Zuidong: "… um."

    After a while, the man with red ears said, "Me too."

    I am afraid that I will never get better in this life.

    The author has something to say:  Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of sleepless travel; 2 bottles of hinnys;

    Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!