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那是半年前的一天晚上,我从浴室里走出来,忽然感到“那地方”痒痒的,有种说不出的舒服,因此也没在意。渐渐地,那种“舒服”没有了,“工作”之余却常常有一种莫名的疼痛感。于是我恐惧起来,手也时常忍不住往那地方搓动。不知不觉让妻发现了个中秘密,我对天发誓也无济于事。接下来便是一夜激战,一周冷战,谁也不理谁。我们形同路人,只不过晚上栖息在同一屋檐下,各自上床数日无故事。于是我独自进入“反省”阶段。我到底怎么啦?我没做什么呀?可为什么偏偏就你痒呢?为什么偏偏痒了之后又痛呢?我没法解释,也无法向妻子解释。思来想去,一个月已经过去了,还是痒,“那地方”甚至还多了一种颜色——红色。我心里发虚,在煎熬中又过了一个月,便对自己真的产生怀疑了:“我有问题”。于是睁大眼睛成天在报纸中缝杂志屁股大街小巷电线杆公厕旁的“性病广告”栏偷偷地火速搜索。总觉得我的症状与“广而告之”的哪一种都不像,而又哪一种都像。于是,我越发惶惑了。
It was a night six months ago, I came out from the bathroom, suddenly felt “that place ” itch, kind of indescribable comfort, so do not mind. Gradually, the kind of “comfortable” is gone, “work ” I often have a sense of pain. So I’m afraid, hands often can not help but twist to that place. Unconscionable wife found a secret, I swear to heaven also useless. Then there is a night of fierce fighting, a week of cold war, who ignore anyone. We form the same passers-by, but at night perched in the same eaves, each going to bed a few days without a story. So I go alone “reflection ” stage. What happened to me? I did not do anything? But why did you itch? Why did it hurt after it? I can not explain, can not explain to his wife. Thought to want to go, a month has passed, or itch, “that place ” and even more of a color - red. My heart fades, in the torment and a month later, they really have their own doubts: “I have a problem ”. So wide open his eyes all day in the newspaper stitched up the buttocks street alleys public toilets next to the “STD ads” column secretly search speed. I always feel that my symptoms and “advertised ” which one are not like, and which are all like. So, I am more apprehensive.