He Has a Dragon

In August, the hottest day of the year, when the sun was in the middle of the day, a young man with short hair, 1.75 in height, handsome and somewhat thin, was walking on the sidewalk of Hongxing Road in Sanhe District, Feicheng City.

It was the most sweltering lunch time at this time, and there was no one there except for small cars speeding past every now and then. The dragon tattoo youth on the chest is an exception.

"This thief is too cheating, why is it so hot?"

Wang Le wiped the sweat off his face with the black short-sleeved shirt he took off, and wiped his wet short hair by the way, talking helplessly to himself.

Looking at the endless Red Star Road in the distance, Wang Le closed his eyes in pain. He regretted coming out to find a job today. What was even more tragic was that he used up all the cash in his wallet yesterday. He planned to bring his bank card with him the next day. When I came out to look for a job, I went to the bank to withdraw some cash, but I hurried out in the morning and forgot to bring the bank card that was thrown on the computer desk, so I am now screaming, God should not, shouting, The ground will not bird him!

Touching the one-yuan steel coin left in the pocket of his jeans, Wang Le searched for a small supermarket while walking, thirsty and wanted to buy a bottle of water.

"Fuck, there are small shops and small supermarkets everywhere on the roadside, why can't I see any of them now, heaven and earth, don't torture me anymore!" Wang Le wailed in his heart.

Gradually, just as Wang Le was getting dizzy from the sun, he saw an alley with the sign of Xieyue Lane on the side of the road. At this time, Wang Le seemed to have found the escape door, and he didn't even think about it. Just drill into the alley.

As soon as he entered the alley, Wang Le felt a gust of cool wind blowing over his thin, half-naked body.

"It's so cool!"

Wang Le casually inserted the short-sleeved shirt between the jeans and belt around his waist, opened his arms, tilted his head at a forty-five-degree angle, and closed his eyes slightly to enjoy this moment of bitterness and happiness.

Do you know that I'm waiting for you?

thump thump thump thump

if you really care about me

thump thump thump thump

. .

Just when Wang Le was riding the cool breeze happily, an old song "Do you know I'm waiting for you" that was changed into electronic dance music drifted to Wang Le's ears from the other side of the alley, which made Wang Le very upset. Dissatisfied, he frowned his thick eyebrows, curled his lips, and said in his heart: "What age is this, and it's still buzzing, it's really boring."

Wang Le searched for the direction where the singing was coming from, and finally found a canteen. He bought a bottle of mineral water with the only dollar he had. He drank up the bottle of water with a few "gudong, gudong" and looked around the alley. The road outside was being roasted, thinking that it would take more than half an hour to walk through Hongxing Road, and then turn to Laogu Road before arriving at my residence, Limin Community.

Wang Le couldn't help but secretly sighed in his heart: "More than a year ago, we were still heroes in the army, and our small bodies were still tempered in the wind and rain. I can't stand the scorching sun anymore, I'm really sorry for the training the army has given us!"

Thinking of this, Wang Le felt ashamed for a while, and forced himself to walk out of the alley, and slowly set foot on the return journey home under the high sun.

Unknowingly, Wang Le felt his chest and back tingle, as if all the sun's rays on his body were absorbed into these places. He saw that the light red dragon head tattoo on his chest had turned blood red and purple, as if it was about to come alive and fly away from his body.

Looking at the dragon tattoo on his body, he couldn't help recalling a deep and deep memory in Wang Le's mind, although it was only more than a year away, it seemed to be a long and heavy memory.

When he graduated from university, he was unable to find a satisfactory job because he was born as an orphan without any background. What made him even more frustrated was that because of his background, his relationship with his girlfriend was strongly opposed by the other family. The cynicism and sarcasm of his girlfriend's parents made him suffer a lot of humiliation, and his girlfriend eventually obeyed the family's opinion, broke their love vows, and moved to the capital with his father's job transfer.

Wang Le also became disheartened and left the army, hoping to use time to forget these unbearable and hopeless memories.

Originally thought it was just two years to let him forget his past military life, but God’s will tricks people, because of his outstanding military talent, Wang Le was spotted by a mysterious army stationed on the border of the motherland all the year round, and since then there has been a wonderful and bizarre three-year period military career.

In the past three years, Wang Le has been walking under the blades and guns. In the bloody battles that are not known to outsiders, he has become the most powerful one in this army because of his best performance. The trump card has also become the most mysterious and frightening figure in the eyes of the enemy. They don't know when they will be cut off by this man who is regarded as a god of death with the sickle in his hand!

In this army, there is an unwritten rule, that is, the most powerful person in the army will have a divine beast tattooed on his body, such as dragon, tiger, Suzaku and Xuanwu. In this generation, Wang Le, as the strongest trump card, tattooed a real dragon on his body.

Among them, the pigment used for the tattoo on Wang Le's body is not ordinary pigment ink like other people, but after he killed a huge boa constrictor more than ten meters long and thick as a bucket in a remote old forest in the Kunlun Mountains, The blood of the boa constrictor was used as the pigment used in the tattoo after treatment.

At that time, in order to kill this wild python that he had only seen in his life, Wang Le experienced a battle more terrifying than a hail of bullets, and almost returned to the underworld. In order to commemorate this hard and unforgettable battle, Wang Le used the blood of the python to make the coloring material for his own tattoo on a whim.

At this time, Wang Le looked at the tattoo on his chest and remembered the past. In the end, he was tired of the passionate and dark days, so he retired and returned to his hometown to live an ordinary life. All peace and affairs are left in the past years, only when I occasionally see the dragon on my body, I will think of those three years in the military.

Wang Le put away his thoughts, endured the numbness of the tattoo that he had never experienced before, and quickened his pace to walk to the place where he lived, but after a while, the tattoo began to hurt like needle pricks, his legs began to feel weak and his body was weak , Wang Le felt that his breathing was becoming more and more difficult to suffocate, Wang Le suddenly thought in a flash of inspiration: "Could it be that the python that was killed at the beginning, the blood taken from it contained a virus?"

The reason why snake blood contains virus is also because it suddenly occurred to me that the SARS virus was transmitted from some wild animal civet cat.

"Damn, you won't be so unlucky, will you?"

Wang Le was speechless for a while, he didn't expect that he didn't fall under the blade and gun, but died on the damn dragon tattoo in the end! At this moment, Wang Le would rather not be the strongest ace of Lao Shizi and draw a bird and beast, and even regret taking the blood of the python as the coloring material for the tattoo. It is better to use some ink coloring material, and the brain is cramped. What are you going to do to commemorate it, commemorate it!

But there is never any regret medicine in this world, and there is no way to turn back time and start again. Just like this, Wang Le's eyes began to blur slowly, and he fell directly on the sidewalk with aggrieved resentment, and never moved again.

"Mom, I'm so scared."

"My dear girl, don't be afraid, just close your eyes."

"See, if you don't study hard, learn to be bad and become a hooligan, you will die on the streets like this young man in the future."

"It's a pity that he lost his life at such a young age."

...

Wang Le's ears kept getting into these voices. When he opened his eyes, he saw men, women, old and young standing around him standing far away from him, pointing at him.