Beijing Stories (Repost) 18

Chapter Eighteen

Following my mother's suggestion, I was to marry Lin Jingping on National Day. I didn't agree; I felt I
wasn't ready. I had already bought a four-bedroom apartment in "Sports Village" and decorated it as
our new home. Jingping and I went to Hong Kong. I bought her a two-carat diamond ring,
dozens of outfits, and countless cosmetics and supplies... But I still felt unprepared...
"

Nordic" had become my and Lan Yu's temporary dating spot. Lan Yu lived in his company's dormitory,
saying it was convenient for commuting. I rarely went there; I was busy networking with my business friends
, and everyone knew I was getting married. They all seemed quite jealous, which made me very proud.

Lan Yu and I usually dated two or three times a week. That day, I asked Lan Yu to come to "Temporary Village" to meet me
. As Lan Yu and I were leaving, Jingping unexpectedly returned, and they met unexpectedly.
Everyone was a little awkward, especially Lan Yu. Then Jingping and Lanyu quickly said goodbye to me. Afterwards,
neither of them asked me about the other. They are both extremely intelligent people and must have guessed something.

Those days were full of bad luck. First, Jingping told me that her boss had given her a training
opportunity in the United States, which she wanted to go. I said we were getting married soon, and she said: I'm afraid we'll have to wait! I did feel
a little bad for her.

Then, Liu Zheng told me that my mother had called last night to ask about Lanyu.

"How did she know?" I panicked.

"How did I know? She knows quite a lot!"

"You admitted it?"

"I didn't admit it, and I didn't deny it. I really can't lie to my mother."
He said awkwardly.

"You're such a bad friend!" I said angrily.

"Handong! This can't be kept a secret. If you don't break up with that guy and keep dragging things out with Xiaolin,
the old lady　 will find out sooner or later."

"Does Jingping know too?" I asked.

"I'm not sure, but I think she knows."

"Damn it!" I was furious and helpless.

Sure enough, before 10 a.m., my mom called me home. As soon as I entered the house, seeing her
red eyes and despairing expression, I felt

incredibly guilty.

"Xiaodong, you can't be so shameless! Are you even human?" my mom cried,
the first time she'd ever spoken to me so harshly.

"Who told you? It really didn't happen! Someone must be trying to frame me!" I protested.

"You've kept this from us for so many years! It's a good thing your dad died young; if he knew today, wouldn't it be
worse than death for him?" My mom cried even harder.

I felt terrible, speechless.

"From the moment I conceived you, I wanted to protect you from any hardship. When you were little in daycare, I knew people
were bullying you, and I got so angry I argued with the teacher. Now that you're grown up, you're becoming more and more respectable, and you're doing well in school.
Do you know how proud we are?" My mom was almost sobbing uncontrollably.

"Seeing you studying, doing business, and now even serving as the director of the 'Municipal Trade Bureau,' respected by everyone, makes us so
happy. But you actually did something so despicable! If people found out, how could you face them? Huh?

You keep a pet, watching it suffer, you must be heartbroken! But for your mother to see her son
looked down upon and despised, isn't that worse than death? Huh? I'm scared!!" My mother
sobbed uncontrollably.

My eyes welled up with tears, my heart aching as if struck by lightning. I should be considered a man,
how could I bear to see my mother so heartbroken for me? Looking at my mother's red eyes, Lan Yu, his
love, my feelings... what did all that matter!

I calmed myself for a moment: "You misunderstand, you don't know that rich people play like this now, everyone's competing to
see who can play the most fancy game, no one takes it seriously, it's just taking a boy around. I'm already
tired of this, now I'm obsessed with horse racing, I love horses, it's the same as that." "

Mom seemed to be moved by what I said. She stopped crying and looked at me.

'Actually, there's an old Chinese saying about 'southern winds,' which wealthy people have always considered a kind of 'fun.' You
remember Cai Ming, right? He occasionally does that too. It's just eating and chatting together, nothing more...
' I rambled on, as long as it didn't hurt Mom's feelings.

...

My mom believed me, and I told her I was getting married to Jingping next month. She finally smiled through her tears
.

Lin Jingping also knew about Lan Yu's situation, but she pretended not to know.

I was thinking about how to confront Lan Yu and end our relationship completely. This wasn't just for
Lin Jingping , nor entirely for my mom, but for myself. I realized I couldn't
maintain a purely sexual relationship with Lan Yu like I could with other boys. When I was with him, I couldn't help but fall into an
emotional It was fierce.

The weather forecast predicted strong winds and a drop in temperature tonight, and sure enough, a fierce wind blew all night. When I woke up in the morning,
the weather was clear and sunny. Only the leaves had all fallen, but it had a desolate beauty.

Lan Yu was still sleeping in bed; he said he could go to work a little later today. He always liked to sleep on his stomach, his face
turned to one side. I stood by the bed, gazing at his face for a long time.
He turned over, kicking the blanket to one side, revealing himself naked before me. After last night's revelry, I didn't know
where . I went over and gently covered him with the blanket.

"Do I just want his body? Just to satisfy my lust? If I separate from him,
what will I lose? I..." I just looked at him, thought, and waited for him to wake up
...

He woke up, and when he noticed me staring at him, he smiled. Then he looked at me provocatively; he
must have thought I wanted to have sex with him again. How silly of him!

"Hurry up and get dressed!" "I said, quickly turning and leaving the bedroom. I didn't want
to talk about breaking up with him while he was naked.

After he dressed and washed up, he went to the kitchen to find something to eat. The house looked like a temporary hotel; the refrigerator was already
empty . There were only some cookies and cola lying there. Lan Yu never fussed over food; he opened a can of drink and..."
He was eating cookies for breakfast. I looked at him, unsure where to begin...

"

I really feel so sorry for you! Leading you down this path. I can't hurt you anymore!" I
shamelessly blurted out.

"What's wrong?" he asked between bites.

"I know you've always hated me, it's my fault!"

"I've never hated you." He, usually so sensitive, was unusually oblivious today.

"Don't lie to me, you don't listen to me at all now, you don't respect me." I always needed
a .

He glanced at me: "How can I not listen to you? You want me to get treatment, I'll get treatment; you want me to continue seeing you
like this , I'll agree. You want me to go out and sleep with other people, I'm trying to do it!"

I looked at him in astonishment. How could he be like this?!

"I'm doing all this for your own good! Don't be ungrateful!" I continued.

"Hmph! You're doing this for that bitch, aren't you?" He looked at me with contempt.

I was enraged; I couldn't tolerate his disdain.

“Who’s the bitch? You’re the bitch! Male bitch!”

He didn’t speak, just stood there silently for a few seconds, put down his drink, and got up to walk towards the door.

I grabbed him immediately: “Where are

you going?” “Don’t touch me!” he said disgustedly, trying to shake off my hand. But I held on tightly.

“I haven’t finished yet!” I said,

“Didn’t you want to say we should break up completely? Humph! There are plenty of fish in the sea, I’ve already thought it through,
I won’t bother you!” He said coldly and resolutely.

I was stunned! I never dreamed he would react like this.

I let go of him, turned around, sat on the sofa, and couldn’t say a word. I picked up a cigarette from the coffee table
, lit it, and found that my hand holding the cigarette was trembling slightly; I could only clench my left hand with my right.

Lan Yu didn’t go out, but also sat on the sofa, and we remained silent for a long time.

“I don’t live in a vacuum. I can’t avoid facing many things… I have
a career , I have my mother… I’m afraid to be with you… You can’t ruin me!” I
stammered, my words incoherent.

“I’m not gay. I need to live a normal life,” I said firmly.

Lan Yu reached out and took my hand. We looked at each other. He was calm, with a slight smile on his face
:

“I knew it would eventually come to this. I’ve waited so long. I’m not afraid anymore. I still remember
what you told me, ‘Playing this is voluntary. After a while, you’ll feel embarrassed to continue.’ You’re getting married now,
and maybe in a couple of years I’ll be married too,” he said.

I looked into his eyes, and saw nothing but pain. He
stared at me, looking and looking… His melancholy eyes were filled with tears. Before he could cry
, I suddenly turned my face away and, like a woman, wept in front of him…

"Handong! Don't be like this! It's really nothing!" he choked out, trying to comfort me.

What am I anyway?! I dumped him, and he still has to comfort me? I despise myself!

...

We probably both wanted to maintain some male pride, so we broke up with smiles. Before we parted, he
leaned against me as usual, listening to me:

"You have to take care of yourself. If you're sick, you must see a doctor. If you have a fever, you must go to the hospital."

He smiled, as if agreeing.

"If you make any 'friends,' be careful! Don't catch any diseases."

He lowered his head. ...

"Although we agreed not to contact each other again, if you really have any emergencies, come find me,
understand ?"

He nodded, his head bowed even lower. ...

That day he told me to go first. I hoped that would make me feel better. He sat on the armrest of the sofa,
giving me a desolate smile. My heart ached as if it were being torn apart. I didn't dare look at him again and turned to leave
. ...

And that's how we broke up "completely"...

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