The Little Fish's Secret Story (5) — That Minibus, and the Na?ve Youth

I grew up in the countryside, in a place of rolling mountains and winding mountain roads. In early spring, the tea bushes were lush and green, layer upon layer, swaying like waves in the wind, filling the air with their fragrance.

From a young age, I was tall and stood out in class.
From a young age, I had excellent grades and excelled in my class.
From a young age, I was very well-behaved, praised by my parents and neighbors.
From a young age, I was shy, timid, and easily frightened.

There was no other way; my parents worked away from home year-round, and my grandmother and sister took care of me. I didn't have many friends back home.
And so, I went through elementary school, middle school, and successfully entered the county high school, only able to return home once every two weeks. Whenever the minibus traveled along the winding mountain roads, the beautiful scenery along the two-hour journey accompanied my growth. I enjoyed sitting in the minibus, listening to music on my phone, and looking out the window. The wind blew through my bangs, caressed my cheeks, and I felt my heart melt.
Sixteen years passed peacefully in the countryside. Although many girls in my hometown went on blind dates, got married, and had children after graduating from junior high school, I never dated until high school. Although I had suitors, I was terrified, terrified of physical intimacy. Until high school, a minibus back to my hometown inadvertently touched my naive youth.

It was late autumn in October. The cold wind in the mountains had dispelled the summer heat, and the full moon reflected the setting sun in the sky, looking beautiful. I, Xiaoyu, was the first to finish my monthly exams again. With my backpack on, I rushed to the county's long-distance bus station, hoping to catch the last rural minibus back to town.
"One more, one more! It's leaving as soon as you get on, hurry up, it's the last one, it's leaving as soon as you get on!" The rusty white minibus slowly glided along, the plump, well-off auntie collecting fares shouting loudly from the window, banging hard on the door; the middle-aged driver, who was often shirtless, leisurely smoked a cigarette. The scene was just like that highway leading from the county town to the small town, unchanged for many years. And I, in a few quick steps, rushed onto the minibus.
There weren't many people on the bus, but there were more than just one or two people who were short of seats. I looked around and found a window seat in the second-to-last row, my favorite spot, and there was no one next to me. I hate it when men sit next to me; their sweaty smell is unbearable.
“系好安全带，系好安全带，妈的，今天又坐不满了。”，天渐渐暗了下来，车里的人在起哄，司机和售票员在骂娘，车子开始加速。没多久，突然一个急刹车，我手没抓稳，手机从车窗飞了出去。车门打开，两三个人影开始往上窜，我急着往下跑，一个男人撞的我坐在了地上，满脸通红。
“你，你，你怎么坐我的位置啊？”，我找到手机，返回了车上，看到男人美滋滋靠在我的座位上闭目养神。
“我上来这个位置是空的，这么多位置，你找个位置随便坐呗”，他看了我一眼，小屁孩，根本不放在眼里。
“我的背包还在座位下面，这是我的位置。” 少不更事，我也不想坐其他的位置，一个靠窗的都没有了。
“好吧，你坐，你坐，让给你。”他起身让我坐回了原来的位置，但是一屁股就坐在我的旁边。
“你，你怎么坐我旁边？”我也莫名其妙的问了他一句，他好奇的盯着我看了十几秒，我脸又一下子红了过去。

窗外，天已全黑；车内，光晕昏暗。凉风从山涧中吹来，一阵一阵凉意。我靠着车椅，闭着眼睛，耳中回响歌曲，意识慢慢进入梦乡。仿佛间，我变为了歌曲中英姿飒爽的女侠，长剑起舞；变成了歌曲中楚楚可怜的公主，笑意融融。
忽然之间，我似乎感到一阵温热从我的臀部升起，缓慢移动，一下慢慢往前，到大腿之侧，一下慢慢往里，双臀之间。我皱着眉，不知是什么，但是梦境，并不想让我睁开眼睛。就这一路不知多久，感受着热热的东西在我臀部和大腿不断游走。不知何时，梦境中的女侠与救世英雄开始相吻，梦境中的公主与英俊王子开始缠绵。
心跳开始加速，臀部开始微颤。我似乎梦已醒来，似乎明白是什么东西，但是我不敢睁开眼，不敢去面对。就这样，耳中的歌曲还在不断循环播放，但我的意识却只跟着这一只大手在大腿和臀部。忽然，他用力捏了捏我的屁股，用力往臀底伸去。我只犹豫了一会，身体战胜了羞耻感，翘起了臀部，让这只手可以深入，可以完整抓住我一边臀部。于是乎，这只右手隔糇排Ｗ锌悖昧Φ哪笞盼业耐尾浚蹲盼业哪诳恪Ｐ“统狄谰苫璋祷煦纾幸还扇绕恢问保殉鱿衷谖疑硖澹恢幽睦锷穑膊恢岬侥娜ァ?BR> “XX镇到了，要下车的快下。” 听着报站，我如弹簧一下突然反应了过来，推开男人，拿起背包如逃命般跑了下去。回头看去，正好在车窗之下，与那男人直直目视。只见那男人肤如重枣，头发灰黑、面似沧桑，体格健硕，一看就是长于农活，擅于工地之人。
回家后，才发现汗流浃背，内衫早已湿透，但内裤似乎并不是汗水所侵。床上久久不能成眠，那一月都若有所思，不知所云。

秋去冬来，每次徘徊在长途汽车站，都会莫名紧张。每次男人坐在我的身边，都会莫名心跳。寻思望去，并非其人，一路共途，并非其事。不觉间已到腊月，山谷寒气极其寒冷。这一日午间，姐姐把我送到镇上的车站，坐上了那一辆开往县城的小巴车。上车那一刹，竟然又看到那个成熟沧桑的男人。我坐下，与之间隔两排，一路上，注视我，羞愧不已。到达县城后，男人跟随我而行，一路步行至学校，我逃离而去。回寝室后，又一阵心跳如雷，往校外望去，人已不见。
时间如白驹而去，又是周末傍晚后，我拎包出校，往车站走去。街角处，只见那男人靠在墙上抽烟，直面注视于我，一瞬间，脸颊已经滚烫。快步跑过，赶到车站，奔上小巴，转眼间，他已坐我身边。
小巴车摇摇晃晃，兜兜转转，在那山峦之间兜着圈。我依旧闭着眼，耳中塞着耳机，靠在车椅上。耳中听着美妙的音乐，心里却在感受迟来的温度。半个小时左右，天色又一次暗了下来，他的手随着昏暗的影子再一次摸到了我的臀部，我明显感到大腿一阵哆嗦。他依旧顺着我的大腿和臀部不停的上下抚摸，时不时把手从我后背往下深入臀底，捏了又捏。只是这一次，进了一步，右手伸到了我的腰间，想支开衣服进入我的肌肤。我抓住了他的手，口里在不停的喘气，雾气不断的投射到窗口上，消失又呈现。男人见手进不去内衣，转而往两腿之间深入，在大腿侧不停挤压。我趴在前面车椅靠背，不敢直视，也不敢声张。时间慢慢过去，到达了小镇。

第三次遇到男人，已是新学期开学之后，冬末春未至。周五下午，他依然站在学校门外的街角，等着我到来。一前一后，一老一少，一先一后，上了小巴车，坐在了一起。这一次，他胆大任性，紧紧靠着我，右手从后背直接抱住了我的腰，往上探去，摸到了我的乳房。我的身体开始颤抖，低着头不敢睁眼。
当黑暗来临那一刻，周遭突然变得安静。他的手像滑动的毒蛇一样，从衣外到衣内，从乳房到臀部，两根手指伸入了我的裤内。我用力靠在车椅上，紧紧压着他的右手，不让他动弹。谁知他用力一抱，拦腰把我拉在他的身上靠着，左手从腰部的衣角伸入，握住了我的乳房，右手紧紧抓着我的右臀揉捏。一股热气让我全身冒汗，心跳不能停止。最后，右手的四个手指从牛仔裤探了进去，在我内裤外寻找进去的奥秘。拉扯中，牛仔裤紧绷着腰间的骨头，不由轻轻哼出了一声 “疼”。男人闻之，再未深入。
一声电话铃，把我们吓的坐立起来。他不由在电话中开始骂娘，但从交谈中得知下个月他就要到广州去打工，不由心中突然一阵失落。电话过后，大家一阵沉默，再无动作，直至归家。

“打扮这么漂亮，去约会吗？”我看着镜子里的自己，高挑而又清纯，宽松的休闲服，配上半截白裙，大大方方。我瞪了一眼寝室的好闺蜜。这个家伙早不知换了几个男朋友，每天穿着花枝招展，一点不像高中生该有的模样。但是我现在的行为，就是高中生该有的样子吗？
一路无语，小巴车上，等待着黑暗，我靠在男人的右肩，努力把夹紧的双腿尝试着放松。终于，他的右手轻轻拉开我的裙摆，粗糙的手掌刺激着我的肌肤，就像小刺在脚掌划过，酥麻而颤抖。同时，他的左手紧紧握住了我的乳房，寻找着我的乳头。此刻，小巴车钻入隧道，除小车前方两道黄光外，一片漆黑，一片寂静。两根手指，这一刻插入了我的阴户，拨开了我的阴唇。一丝丝下体的疼痛感传了上来，紧紧，一阵尿意又传了上来。抽搐间，感受着他右手双指在下体内不停进出，一阵有一阵温湿往外冒去，也不知道是什么，我趴在他大腿上，双手紧紧捏着他的左手，然后身上一阵松软，似乎灵魂脱离身体离去一般。他左手马上解开了裤子的拉链，将那话儿掏了出来，把我的手紧紧握住。我第一次感受着这温热的肉棒在我手心变大、变硬，在变化的过程中还在不停的颤抖。
下车了，我望着小巴车继续开往下一个村镇，他依依不舍的看着我。我的衣服、内衣、内裤，甚至是裙子已经全湿透了，手里满是?男人未干的精液，风吹来，一阵腥臭，头一阵发晕。这一次，回家后竟高烧不退，卧床半月。

In the second month of the lunar calendar, early spring had arrived in the mountains. I hadn't seen her for two months since returning to school. The minibus still ran back and forth between the town and the city on time. The winding mountain road had been repaired again and again. The tea trees on the mountains, winter gone and spring back, their leaves evergreen. Just like the innocent days of youth, the everyday realities of life taught the girl maturity. At that moment, the girl, like a photograph, was forever preserved in my memory.
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