Beijing Stories (Repost) 28

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Chapter Twenty-Eight

In Lan Yu's little house, I lay in his arms. He looked me over, kissing me from time to time:

"Have I changed a lot this time?" I pointed to my appearance after being released from prison.

"Not much, just thinner."

"I thought you had forgotten me long ago!" I said.

"I was afraid you might do something rash. I remember when I received the fax, all the company leaders talked to me, and
the security department made me write a report, including details... I was really worried about you." He wasn't good at expressing himself
, but I understood!

I rolled over and hugged him, carefully observing him. He really was very
different from when I first met him; there was a maturity in his eyes. Before, his eyes held unease and suspicion when he looked at me, but now
, he looked at me with confidence and composure. He was slightly thinner than when we reunited. Why? Did
being cause him pain?

I lowered my head and pressed my moist lips to his eyebrows, eyes, and nose, then slowly
slid them to his lips. I gently licked them, and he responded with his tongue. I lowered my head further,
and we kissed passionately... I looked up at him, my hand gently stroking his hair:

"Tell me, why did you only write 'Yu' on the note you gave me?" I asked.

He smiled but didn't answer.

"You want me to repay your debt, how do you plan to do it?"

"You figure it out yourself!" he said with a smile.

I looked at him. Why wouldn't he tell me he loved me? I could only rely on my feelings. But that was enough; it
excited me more than a thousand sweet words.

"I want you! Unless I die, we'll stay like this forever, okay?" I
asked, my eyes fixed on his.

He smiled so easily again: "What if we get old?" he asked.

"Unless you think I'm too old!" I said.

He still smiled. I felt helpless and disappointed by his smile.

He must have noticed my dejected expression. He leaned in and kissed me again:

"You're like a drug. I know I shouldn't touch you, that it will ruin my life, but I still touched you." He
said with a smile.

God! We had both seen each other as drugs. I didn't say anything.

"What if you get addicted to drugs again?" I asked him casually.

"I'll try to quit next time!" he said. I didn't understand.

"When are you planning to quit again?" I guessed he was implying we'd eventually break up.

"When you get married again, or find someone else," he said, still smiling, relaxed, and nonchalant
.

Looking at his smile and listening to his words, the feeling was indescribable. He didn't
trust , yet he was with me without hesitation...

"Can you still go abroad this year?" I tried to change the subject, asking about his plans to go abroad.

"It's long gone!"

"He left?" I asked.

"Yeah."

"Then you two broke up?"

"..." He didn't answer.

"He must know a lot about us, right?" I asked.

"He knows nothing. I've never told him." I was surprised and couldn't understand.

"I haven't told anyone about us," he added.

"Why?"

"I don't want anyone to share."

...

I could only sit there, staring at him in silence.

We've known each other for over seven years. I knew he was very sentimental, but I never imagined he could be so
devoted !

That night, we made love passionately. Lan Yu was incredibly excited, wildly enjoying the pleasures of sex
. I was excited too, but I was very careful, afraid he would melt in my arms. I barely slept that
night . I thought about my life, my career,
my mother, and the days and nights in prison. I vowed to myself that unless Lan Yu grew tired of this life,
I would stay by his side.

In the morning, as the sun rose in the east, we went about our business again. I took Lan Yu to his workplace
and then went back to my company to clean up my mess. It felt like I was back in the startup phase, tough but
fulfilling . I had already given up my long-term hotel reservations and sold the houses in the "Temporary Village" and "Sports Village"
because I needed cash flow. Except for occasionally going back to my mother's place, I lived almost every day in "Celebration,"
Lan Yu's little house. I jokingly called it my escape from poverty.

He was very busy with work, and his Japanese boss was particularly demanding. He always told me that these foreign bosses were too greedy, and that
he wanted to be Hitler and wipe out all the Japanese. I said he was an extreme nationalist, and he
agreed . But he was doing very well. That day, he happily told me that his boss had given him a raise, so we went to
a restaurant, and I ripped him off.

Lan Yu never talks about the past, much less the future; he doesn't believe in the future. We are very happy now. That day
, I waited for him at the entrance of his company. A pretty girl came out with him,
chatting and laughing . When Lan Yu got into my car, I teased him with a smile.

"You're something else! You managed to hook up with such a pretty girl!"

"She's always bothering me," he said smugly. I could imagine.

"Why don't you just go for it and make it happen?"

He looked at me suspiciously, then gave me a disdainful glance: "Wouldn't that be hurting her?"

I realized I'd let something slip: "Just kidding! I thought you liked that girl!" I
had to find a way to save face.

“I won’t! I’ll never get married! I can’t understand why most of us end up
getting married; it’s meaningless and immoral,” he said.

“Hmph!” I gave a dry laugh.

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