Blind Flight

In 2003, Kuang Qi talked about flying with Zhan Xinxun. Kuang Qi said, "I've flown three times in my life. The first was an ejaculation. The second was on a plane with a tour group led by my ex-boyfriend. The third was when I met you."

Kuang Qi thought ordinary people had too few chances to fly. People were like a different kind of tree, their invisible roots forcing them to live on the ground. Humanity had evolved flight away. They said this while curled up together in a rented room beside the university town. The bamboo mat had stopped feeling cool, and the fan blew hot air. In the dim light, their joined hands were slick with sweat. As the breeze blew toward Kuang Qi, his right hand was caught, the hollow between thumb and forefinger nestled against Zhan Xinxun's thumb. Their shadows formed a dove on the wall. He stared at it in a daze, and heard a voice by his ear say, "Let's fly a little longer."

Working-class x working-class, younger man

Theme: Sincerity