Take A Bath Together

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

The landlord gave her a key, the door.

After the blue door was pushed open, it was dark inside. Li Mingzhu turned on the flashlight of the mobile phone and barely illuminated the distance of more than one meter in front of him.

Lu Yao's eyes are not very good in the dark. He only saw the concrete floor in the dim, with some sundries on the side. Part of his head was the night sky and part of the blue corrugated board.

There is a well under the corrugated board. It is covered by a heavy stone slab. It is covered with a potter's wheel. There are two big red basins next to it, which should have been left by the residents downstairs washing clothes here.

Lu Yao had never seen reel-wheel fetching water before, so he looked more curiously.

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

He thought: I must get Li Ming out of here.

Li Mingzhu turned around again, bypassing the few households downstairs, and opened another door. There was a layer of an anti-theft door behind the door. After pushing the anti-theft door, the dusty stairs caught my eye.

The stairs are narrow and trembling, barely able to accommodate a person walking by, and the stainless steel handrails have been covered with dust for many months, and they have become scabs. A large area of ​​the wall peeled off due to the rain and dampness. The unflaked wall was full of children's footprints and graffiti.

A small iron window is hung in the middle of each corridor, and the window is dirty and you can't see the original glass.

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

She stretched out her hand, "I will give you a hand."

Lu Yao fumbled for her hand. After holding it, he realized that Li Mingzhu's hand was a bit delicate as if his bones were soft. Fortunately, the light on the first floor was broken, otherwise, Li Mingzhu could see that Lu Yao's ears were mostly red.

"What are you doing holding tightly?" Li Mingzhu suddenly said.

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

Li Mingzhu said: " ... Inexplicable."

Li Mingzhu did not turn on the light when he arrived on the second floor. Lu Yao saw that the red display was on. He stretched out his hand to touch it and Li Mingzhu stops 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 this switch fell underneath, exposing the battered wires inside.

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

"If you don't want to come, just leave." Li Mingzhu replied lightly.

"You know I didn't mean that." Lu Yao retorted.

Li Mingzhu climbed the building in silence for a while before speaking, "It's not a dangerous building, what to move."

Lu Yao said in his heart: Is this a place where people live!

But now he is very witty and did not speak.

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

The public land on the fifth floor has been changed into a living room. Towels are placed on stainless steel handrails. Obviously, the stainless steel handrails here are wiped every day. The entire floor of the fifth floor is clean and reflective.

Lu Yao shuddered while holding his arms. The rain outside was still falling, and it didn't mean it was getting smaller. Li Mingzhu didn't stop on the fifth floor but walked to the very edge of the living room, where the rust on the outside dropped, revealing the scarlet railing stairs.

It was an iron staircase, with iron plates built on top of each other in the middle, looking tottering.

Lu Yao was stunned for a moment because this staircase didn't look like a human walk: But Li Mingzhu just walked up.

Lu Yao quickly followed, and at the top of the stairs, he saw a simple curtain. Li Mingzhu had already entered.

Lu Yao said in his heart: It's impossible.

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

This attic is small and pitiful. It is divided into two floors, the inside, and the outside, with a curtain in the middle. Although it is small, it has all the internal organs, everything is neat and tidy, and it can be seen that the owner of the room is a hard-working person.

Leaning against the window outside, there is a small bed under the window. The cheapest bed board drawn out by a wire mesh is supported by bricks. Next to this object that 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 gaze fell on the bed, with only a thin layer of fabric underneath. There was no mattress at all. The quilt was neatly folded, but the quilt was not even thick in the winter weather.

"Just live here?" Lu Yao stammered.

Li Mingzhu took a kettle out of the table and poured a bowl of boiling water to Lu Yao, "Drink the boiling water, wait for me to make ginger soup."

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

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

It was a slightly larger bed, in another place by the window. A woman was sleeping on the bed. The quilt was three times thicker than Li Mingzhu as if all the quilts in the house were piled on this bed.

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

Li Mingzhu looked at it for a while and then took off her braids for Su Tianyu: She often sleeps too stinky and refuses to pick her braids.

Su Tianyu slept most of the day, and she slept very well. Li Mingzhu's gentle movements did not wake her up. After all this, she tucked the quilt corner and closed the curtain.

Lu Yao said, "Who is she?"

The answer is self-evident.

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

"Are you taking care of her alone?" Lu Yao asked in a low voice.

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

"Auntie, when did auntie ..."

"When I was five years old." Li Mingzhu turned over a few pieces of clothes and came out and buttoned the box. "She went crazy into the street and had a car accident."

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

"There is a lot of nonsense." Li Mingzhu frowned, and put the clothes from the box into his arms, "Is it related to you?"

Lu Yao anxiously asked, "You are alone and do this alone?"

Five-year-old children have to stand on a small bench and stand up to their feet when cooking.

When Lu Yao was five years old, he wanted the wind to get the wind and the rain to rain, wearing expensive and exquisite suits and eating the best cakes.

However, at this time, Li Mingzhu must struggle to live alone.

Lu Yao thought before he came, that Li Mingzhu's family might be really poor, so he would help Li Mingzhu find a spacious and bright house. As soon as the sun rises, the sun can shine in from the window. But his poor imagination could not imagine that the situation in Li Mingzhu's family was so difficult.

His throat seemed to be stuck with a fishbone, it was uncomfortably blocked, and his heartfelt bored.

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

Until Li Mingzhu raised his washbasin and saw Lu Yao stay still, he raised his eyebrows, "What?"

Lu Yao moaned his lips a few times and said, "I'm sorry."

"Huh?" Li Mingzhu was surprised.

"I said, I'm sorry." Lu Yao said, "There were a lot of things in the past."

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

Lu Yao saw her calm look and was stabbed with a sharp needle in his heart.

Li Mingzhu found the umbrella and put it in the basin, and said, "Have you never seen anyone living in this kind of house?"

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

She interrupted him and pointed out, "Most people here live in houses like this, Lu Yao, if you feel so distressed and kind, you will soon go bankrupt."

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

Lu Yao: Why should I feel sorry for others!

He said, "I and you are friends."

"You and I are not friends." Li Mingzhu said, "We are only brought together by the objective conditions of the school, which makes us seem to be in a world. Otherwise, we won't be in contact after graduation."

Lu Yao was stunned. He never thought that Li Mingzhu would refuse to be so decisive.

As a result, Lu Yao hadn't started to get angry yet, and Li Mingzhu said, "Follow me to the bathhouse."

Lu Yao's angry face was too late to put on a shocked expression, "What did you say? Go, where?"

"Bathroom." Li Mingzhu repeated, "I know you don't like it, so I will just look at it. This is not your home."

"What are you going to do in the bathhouse?" Lu Yao shouted. After his voice was raised, he remembered that Li Mingzhu's mother was sleeping, so he suddenly lowered.

"Of course it is to take a bath, otherwise you go to drink water?" Li Mingzhu took it for granted, "It was raining and you were going to sleep like this."

Lu Yao crashed.

He swallowed, "You ... and me, go to the bathhouse ...?"

"Otherwise, you go alone?" Li Mingzhu said.

"No! I'll be with you!" Lu Yao immediately walked up and grabbed the washbasin where Li Mingzhu was holding the clothes. "You are also in the rain, and you have to take a bath too."

Li Mingzhu thought: nonsense!

She thought again: Why is this bastard taking a bath so excited?

Li Mingzhu had no idea what Lu Yao was thinking.

What Lu Yao thinks is probably what adolescent boys would think.

Although he has never been to a large bathhouse, he was born in the north, but he also heard of the bathhouse when he was in school.

It is said that a dozen or twenty people washed together, and everyone took off their clothes and saw each other frankly.

Stripping off ... Lu Yao pursed his lips, looking at Li Mingzhu's slender and white neck with no restraint.

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

But it was just a white body that looked like porcelain. Just asking Lu Yao to think about it, he thought his throat was a bit dry.

The bathhouse is just downstairs, walking out of the alley and driving across the narrow path.

Lu Yao shared an umbrella with her. He felt that his arm next to Li Mingzhu was several degrees warmer than the skin in other places, but at this time he didn't bother to feel whether it was hot or not. The more he took a step into the bathhouse, Lu Yao's heartbeat more fiercely, almost jumping out.

Until Li Mingzhu walked into the single room.

Lu Yao's heart quickly popped out with a click, and it became petrified in the dressing room.

He collapsed in his heart and said: No, it was not washed together ...

Li Mingzhu took a bath and made a quick decision. He wore his clothes and changed them out. Only his hair was wet.

As soon as she came out, she saw Lu Yao sitting desperately on the sofa outside, leaning against the hairdryer in a posture of 'what's the point of my being alive'.

Lu Yao washed his head, wiped it indiscriminately, and didn't dry it. Because of his brain repair all the way to take a bath with Li Mingzhu he even made up a dialogue with his brain, but when he arrived at the bathhouse, Li Mingzhu went straight to the private room and closed the door. Can't see anything.

Why are there single rooms in the southern bathhouse! Lu Yao hated it and thought, this is simply the worst design in the world!

Li Mingzhu walked straight over, took off the hairdryer, turned it into hot air, and stood next to Lu Yao, blowing his hair whirring.

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

After Li Mingzhu took a bath, her body was full of heat, and she was accustomed to the secret fragrance on her body, but at this time the secret fragrance was a bit more intense, wrapping his body.

Her face was redder than usual because of the steam, her lips were moist, her eyes were dark, and she was wearing a white cotton coat, like a piece of white glutinous rice dumpling waiting for someone to eat.

"Have you washed it?"

Li Mingzhu grabbed his hair and started blowing it directly, "After the shower, don't you blow your hair, wait 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.

But now Li Mingzhu is drying his hair carefully, which he thinks is more comfortable than indulging in drying the hair by himself.

Lu Yao enjoyed the beauty service, and made a middle-aged man beside him jealous with envy, "Your brothers have a very good relationship."

His eyes fell on Li Mingzhu, "This is your brother, he looks 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, and when Lu Yao went to get his clothes, he was about to provoke Li Mingzhu.

There are mixed fish and dragons in the bathhouse, and there are all kinds of people who come to take a bath. The middle-aged man did not hide his desires, looked at Li Mingzhu's figure, and said with a wretched smile, "Little brother, are you that?"

Li Mingzhu didn't look squint but blew his head.

The middle-aged man smiled and walked closer, "That's not your brother, is it your boyfriend?"

Li Mingzhu ignored.

"How old is he, can he satisfy you?" the middle-aged man said, "Would you like to try 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, again and again, got up and glared at Lu Yao, "You fucking ..."

Lu Yao looked at him gloomily, "You are looking for death."

Lu Yao took a piece of clothing, and when he came back, he heard the middle-aged man sexually harass Li Mingzhu, and his anger rose in an instant.

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

The middle-aged man was kicked and planned to settle the account with Lu Yao, but he was thin and short, and he might not be as tall as Lu Yao when he jumped. In addition, Lu Yao's eyes were terrifying, the middle-aged man suddenly withered. He glanced at Lu Yao sullenly, waved his hand, and fled.

Li Mingzhu put down the hairdryer, and Lu Yao asked, "Is he doing anything to you."

Li Mingzhu said, "In the future, there will be fewer hands-on actions with others."

"You don't want to watch him insult you!" Lu Yao was anxious.

He heard what the middle-aged man said, and Lu Yao wondered: Why isn't Li Mingzhu angry?

"I've seen a lot of this kind of people, and now they're a different life." Li Mingzhu said.

"It used to be before, can it be the same now!" Lu Yao raised his voice to retort.

"What's the difference?" Li Mingzhu walked in front of him.

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

Li Mingzhu didn't intend to let him answer, so he changed the subject and said, "Have everything packed up, wait for the rain to get heavy again, hurry home."

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

After arriving home, the rain outside was really big again. Li Mingzhu made the bed and took out a quilt like a magic trick.

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

Lu Yao looked at the bed, it was a little too small, and it happened that the two people sleeping could make a little gap in the middle.

He is a little depressed: Why is this bed not smaller!