Bone Pneuma

  Recently, my stomach has been hurting a lot. I've gone to the clinic several times and seen doctors, taken medicine and it doesn't hurt, stopped taking medicine and it hurts again. So I went to People's Hospital for treatment, even if it's expensive, as long as I can get cured. The doctor said that drinking too much has damaged my stomach and liver also has some problems.

  She shook her head while writing the prescription and said that nowadays, people are young but don't know how to take care of themselves, and when they get old, they will have a lot of troubles. I took the prescription to the pharmacy to wait in line for my medicine, and I looked at the woman in front of me who seemed familiar, but I couldn't figure out who she was, so I didn't rush up to greet her.

  I heard the doctor yell at a woman named Du Juan, saying she had come to pick up her medicine again. I was certain that she was Lu Yishu's mother, so I called out "Teacher Du".

  Lu Yishu's mother was a teacher, she taught me in the fifth grade of elementary school. She looked beautiful and gentle, often gave us candies to eat, everyone liked her very much. Later, she was transferred to the county town to teach. During the Spring Festival, she would come back. The last time I saw her was five years ago.

  She turned around and looked at me, as if she couldn't recognize who I was. I smiled and said I'm Xiao Wen, the big daughter of Wu Gou. She remembered that I asked her how to get to the hospital. I told her my stomach wasn't feeling well.

  I looked at her hand, also holding medicine, the labels on it were all for lowering blood pressure. She told me that as people get older, various illnesses come along with age. When she mentioned getting old herself, I raised my head to take a closer look at her, and indeed, she had aged a lot - although not yet fifty, she already had many white hairs, dark eye bags, nasolabial folds, freckles, and a haggard face, no longer bearing the beautiful appearance of her youth.

  I said the teacher was old, but still beautiful, she smiled and I asked about Lu Yishu's younger brother, she took me into the ward. I saw a boy lying in bed, his hair had fallen out, he was very thin, it could be described as skin and bones. I had seen him several times before, in my memory he was a lively little guy.

  Lu Yishu's mother told Lu Yixuan who I was, he forced a smile at me with difficulty, pointing to the stool beside the bed and asking me to sit down, his speech was already very laborious. Lu Yishu's mother fed him food, he tried hard to swallow it down, but soon after eating, he vomited again, I saw that he wanted to live on.

  I didn't stay in the ward for too long, I just felt it was too difficult. When you see a lively boy become like that, it's hard not to feel heartbroken.

  As soon as I left the hospital, I called Lu Yishu. I had changed my phone number and only had two numbers in my address book: Lu Yishu's and Chen Sang's. I told her that I saw her mother at the hospital and told her about her recent poor health. She said that her mother hadn't told her anything, and whenever she asked how her body was doing, her mother would say she was fine.

  Lu Yishu came back after finishing her final exam, and I told Lu Yishu about the recent events. I had accumulated too many things, and I needed to find an outlet to vent them out in order to feel more comfortable.

  Lu Yishu listened and then lowered her voice, saying that Ba Wang had asked about me a few days ago and also asked for my new phone number. As soon as I heard this, I raised my tone to question her how she could give Ba Wang my phone number, and she apologized anxiously on the other end of the line.

  I somewhat understand Ba Wang, his appearance is such that normal people would be scared of him, let alone Lu Yishu. Forget it, I told Lu Yishu we had nothing to do with each other and hung up the phone.

  I think someone like Ba Wang is so busy, how could he still remember me? He's just a temporary infatuation. Besides, he doesn't lack young women, there's always a beautiful and charming one by his side.

  This self-deceiving reason, I persisted for a week, and didn't receive the tyrant's summons, so I thought nothing of it. Of course, that was just my own wishful thinking. When the tyrant called, I was browsing through real estate catalogs, planning to buy a house in the east side, as the city center of N City is moving eastward, and houses there will definitely become more valuable. The phone showed an unfamiliar number, but looking at it, I felt familiar with the Beijing area code, I didn't want to answer, but I didn't dare not to.

  I politely shouted a "hello!" and the overbearing voice of Ba Wang came from the other end of the phone. His first words were, "Ah yo! Really planning to turn over a new leaf?" Hearing his sarcastic tone, I really wanted to throw my shoe at that self-righteous face of his. His second sentence was telling me to roll over there.

  I held the phone and told him that I really couldn't do it, I was in N city, even if I took a plane to rush over, it would take three or four hours. He said in a domineering and clear tone that he didn't want to say it again, if I didn't want to die, I should roll over immediately.

  ***, I want to strangle this bastard. He didn't even let me finish speaking and hung up the phone. I was so angry that I wanted to smash the phone, but then I remembered it was new, so I restrained myself and instead grabbed a pillow and started pounding on the coffee table. In his eyes, I'm always "Miss", someone who can be summoned with just one phone call. I made up my mind not to go, and I don't believe he would bother coming all the way to N city for "Miss". He's got nothing better to do!

  Although I was thinking so, but feeling annoyed, the house could not be looked down upon, so I went to the bathroom to take a bath. Standing under the shower head, water pouring on my head, my mind became much clearer, and I started to feel afraid, yes, I feared the power of the tyrant, with this kind of person wanting to get rid of me, it was not difficult at all.

  His arrogant temper must have been spoiled, always getting what he wants, whenever he wants it. Last time he mentioned, except for the old master, no one else can move him. If I were to disobey him, who knows if he would get angry, and if he wanted to deal with me, it would be too easy.

  Damn it, I was so angry that I kicked the wall, but I'm just a useless guy. I turned off the faucet, put on my clothes, grabbed my bag and rushed to the airport. I've always hated my own cowardice from the bottom of my heart, but I didn't have the courage to disobey the tyrant's orders. How many people dare to fight against the Second Ancestor? And I don't want to die young.

  Luckily, there was a flight at 8:30; otherwise, I would have been done for. I arrived at the Ba Wang Xiao Bai building at 11 o'clock and really marveled at today's transportation tools, but I didn't feel good at all. Standing in front of the gate, to be honest, I couldn't figure out what Ba Wang was thinking. With a month and a half passing, with his temperament, he probably would have forgotten me long ago. If he really wanted to find me, he wouldn't have dragged it out until now; what does he want to do?

  Although I have countless whys, I also can't ask Ba Wang. At the same time, I'm also clear that apart from my body, I don't have anything valuable. The over a million in my card is not even worth looking at by Ba Wang. If he really has his eyes on my body, then let him do it! It's not like there could be anything more disgusting.

  When I had thought it through, I rang the doorbell. The tyrant himself opened the door, wearing a white bathrobe, apparently just out of the shower, he raised his noble chin towards me, looking at me sideways, indicating that I should roll in.

  Damn it, he's got that arrogant look again. There was a small bar in the hall, he went to pour himself a glass of wine, I stood behind him, waiting for his orders. He turned around and raised an eyebrow, asking if it was my first time? I understood what he meant, telling me to go wash up, but I was too lazy to tell him that I had already taken a bath. I didn't have the mood to chat with him either, if he wanted to do something, just do it! After finishing, just leave.

  Actually, I'm not that kind of person. In the bathroom, I cried. The boss had no idea how much courage it took for me to decide to leave the circle. I even had a big fight with Chen Sang, and he just made one phone call to put me back in my place. I feel really humiliated.

  I crouched under the shower, burying my head in my thighs. I couldn't control my emotions, and that sense of helplessness and despair made me collapse. Ba Wang suddenly kicked open the glass door of the bathroom with a loud crash, coldly mocking me for putting on an act for whom to see.

  He looked down at me with a condescending attitude, his indifferent gaze was something I had long been accustomed to, but at this moment, I felt it was really fucking piercing. I could see that he was in a bad mood today, and whenever he was, I became his punching bag, calling me out and venting his anger on me.

  This time I don't want to be a soft persimmon, I don't want to be his punching bag. I stood up and looked into his eyes, saying that I really won't do it anymore. Although I mustered up the courage to declare this to him, my tone was so low that it was almost inaudible, and my voice was still trembling.

  He stood with his hands clasped behind him, leaning against the door frame, and looked me up and down, then down and up again. I had already taken off my clothes, and he stared straight at my body. He sneered and asked if I really intended to turn over a new leaf?

  He asked clearly, it was nonsense, I gritted my teeth and said yes. He seemed to have heard some ridiculous joke, he said then why are you taking off so quickly? His tone was even more vicious than his attitude, the tyrant was indeed a tyrant, last time his gentleness was just his temporary kindness, he just wanted to tease me.

  I picked up my clothes and put them on, he always had a knack for saying things that made me feel utterly humiliated. He dropped a harsh remark, if you really have any guts, then walk out.

  After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked to the bedside, took out a cigarette, lit it, and sat on the Simmons, spitting out smoke. My action of unbuttoning my shirt stopped, he clearly saw that I was afraid of death, and saw through the cowardice in my bones.

  I walked towards him and sat down on the Simmons bed, he leaned against the mattress and asked me why I didn't leave. Isn't it very arrogant? Hurry up and get out of here. I couldn't say a word, he extinguished the cigarette and lifted the quilt, scolding that it was really useless, and then lay down on the bed to sleep.

  I really can't imagine being bossed around from afar to come over and do nothing. What does he want to do? At this time, I also don't have the energy to accompany him in his antics, so I just sit in the corner of the bed.

  After a while, the tyrant fell asleep, his head buried under the pillow, his two hands spread apart, and his butt still raised high. His sleeping posture was particularly ugly. I endured until one o'clock, but couldn't take it anymore, so I snuggled into the corner and secretly grabbed some of the bedding to cover myself.

  A man and a woman were alone in an empty room, but nothing happened. I found it hard to believe, as the other person was usually full of energy, but indeed, the king didn't touch me all night.