The previous article talked about shared bicycles in mining areas. This time I will tell you a sad story about riding a bicycle alone in the middle of the night. Dear readers, please remember that when walking at night, you really cannot look left or right. In 1993, I was 18 year

The previous article talked about shared bicycles in mining areas.

This time I will tell you a sad story about riding a bicycle alone in the middle of the night. Dear readers, please remember that when walking at night, you really cannot look left or right.

In 1993, I was 18 years old. This was my third year in Panlong Mine.

In the early morning of the cold winter of that year, I got off work and my face was covered in soot. I should have taken a shower in the workers' bathhouse before going home, but the wind was freezing. My freshly washed face was most afraid of this kind of wind. It could crack after being blown a few times. Also, if my hair got wet, it would not dry easily.

My face was already cracked, so I didn’t take a shower, so I hurried home on an old bicycle.

The hinges of this car don't snap together very well. If you're not paying attention, the chain will definitely fall off after a few bumps on the road. The same goes for the

lamp. If you flip it twice, it will go out. If you flip it a few more times, it may light up again. The walk along the way was like a disco. The lights on the crossing would come on and off, and the bicycle would drop its chain. It was really exciting.

Dear readers, you must have used the crossing lamp before. It is very practical for walking at night. I always bring my own lights, which are rechargeable big headlights. It can last for an hour on a single charge, and you have to charge it every day anyway.

After leaving the mining area road, the next step was a mud road. It was in the middle of the night after a heavy snowfall. During the day, the mud and snow were rolled over by coal trucks, and it was freezing to the bone at night.

Especially the mud that has been crushed and shaped by the wheels of big wheels is as hard as stone in the middle of the night. If you accidentally knock on it, your front teeth may dry out and break.

The road is not smooth.

I was half pushing and half riding, getting off the car from time to time to put on the chain, and then patting the extinguished ferry lights.

’s journey has not been smooth.

After traveling for 5 miles, the road became smoother. I swayed and continued riding. Under the dim light of the ferry lights, I saw someone staggering not far away.

The person had a backpack slung across her body and a headscarf on her head. She was a lesbian.

Although it was the coldest winter and everyone was wearing large cotton pants, I could still tell that she had a slender body and light steps. I felt that she must be a young girl.

Dear readers, I said at the beginning that I was 18 years old at that time, when I was in my prime and the age when male hormones burst out. I suddenly had a strong curiosity and wanted to take a look at her beauty.

Everyone, please don’t scold me. Although I am a bachelor, I once grew up under the red flag. I am a flower of the motherland that was watered by hard-working gardeners. I also served as a Young Pioneer for 2 years. Not to mention that I have been baptized by Marxism and Lenin’s thoughts for 9 years. I am really an upright socialist new youth.

As for wanting to take a look at the beautiful faces of lesbians, that’s because they were stimulated by male hormones. It was not my intention, that is, I just wanted to take a look.

Although on weekdays, there are many greasy old dough sticks in the miners, and from time to time they talk about the little wife and the old woman, but I always listen to the left ear and listen to the right ear, and I can memorize it if I am skilled.

However, this does not prevent me from being a good young man.

I held the bicycle between my buttocks and slowly followed the lesbian about 20 meters behind. I rode slowly and leisurely. The bicycle made a clanging sound, and the crossing lights were intermittently illuminated.

I am still having a fierce ideological struggle. What if I peek at someone secretly and are discovered? There is no one around in the middle of the night, so if you think of me as a bad guy, that will be troublesome.

I hesitated and did not dare to step forward, but I found that the lesbian in front of me was stunned for a while, looked back for a moment, then moved the cross-body backpack in front of me and tightened her clothes.

Yes, it seems that I have been regarded as a bad person who robbed Tao.

I thought about it and decided to forget it. Even if I caught a glimpse of it, it would be meaningless.

But I was unwilling to give in, so I stepped up my legs and planned to fly past her, using my tender eyes to light up the stars in the dark night and give her a warm look. One look and I'm leaving.

But, there are no coincidences in the world.

Just as I was speeding next to the lesbian, there was a round stone on the road that hit the wheel. The chain was broken and the ferry lights were turned off.

I just put my left foot down, intending to put my foot on the ground to get out of the car. Who would have thought that I would step on a stone, and then my body became unstable. My left leg was kicking on the ground, and my right leg was still hanging on the big bar of the car. I was holding the handlebars with both hands, almost juggling, and stopped in front of the lesbian.

For a moment, the two people's eyes met. I gave him a Wang Baoqiang-style grin as a greeting.

"Mom, ghost!" the lesbian cried out, tightened her clothes, and ran forward.

It suddenly occurred to me that I had not washed my face after get off work. The soot on my face and the snow-white molars that suddenly leaked out of my mouth were really scary.

I don’t know what’s wrong, maybe I’ve read too much Journey to the West, and I actually shouted, “Hey, where can I escape?”

This sentence was particularly shocking. The lesbian ran away as fast as a rabbit. I heard her crying as she ran, and her cry was full of panic and helplessness.

"This lesbian, I am a good person" , I shouted, this is a big misunderstanding, I have to explain.

shouted out, and all the lesbians ran away.

It's right to think about it. How can a bad person say "I am a bad person"?

Forget it, I won’t explain. I quickly repaired the hinge and rode on the road. I thought to myself that this lesbian was running really fast. Just now our eyes met and she was covering her face. I couldn’t see anything clearly.

I thought this matter was over, but before I rode two miles away, I saw three people standing on the road, lined up in a row, and the lesbian was standing by the roadside.

I thought to myself, "Hey, this woman is a bandit leader, right? First, a person comes to test whether I am single, and then he joins a gang to commit crimes and rob me?"

But I only have 2 yuan with me and meal tickets for the canteen. At most, I give them the bicycle I have on my butt.

Before the bus even arrived, those people were yelling fiercely, "Get off the bus!"

It was really a robbery. I was about to call for help when I heard, "I'll beat you to death, you stinking scoundrel"

Then there was a strong wind from the left. Before I could react, a big, solid slap hit me in the face, spinning me around in one and a half circles.

I only feel the glittering stars in front of my eyes, just like the song in "Sparkling Red Star" I watched when I was a child.

"The red stars are shining brightly, and the red stars are bright and warm the heart."

If you give me a little more time, I think I can see Tiananmen .

Unfortunately, they didn't give me time. Those people surrounded me, beating and kicking me, and kept scolding me,

"I'll beat you to death, you stinky gangster"

"You pretend to be a ghost in the middle of the night to scare people."

In my impression, I cried so hard that they stopped.

After I explained for a long time, they believed me and let me go.

So, everyone, when walking at night, don’t look around. Curiosity killed the cat is no joke. Ouch, my mouth hurts.