Beijing Stories (Repost) 6

Chapter Six

The sweltering summer has arrived again, and business is in its off-season, but the clothing business is booming. I
had a great plan to take Lanyu on a trip to Southeast Asia and Hong Kong, combining business and personal time. I even made arrangements with the
immigration officials, who promised to process Lanyu's passport in three days, without going
through his school. What angered me was that he told me he had found a job this summer,
working on a construction site.

The heat was unbearable, like being in flames. I stayed indoors all day, not leaving the house. The radio
kept reporting 38 degrees Celsius, but it was actually over 40. Lanyu went to the construction site every day, from 10 a.m. to
10 p.m. They said it was to meet the deadline, working two shifts, with him on the day shift. He wasn't fair-skinned to begin with, and after a few days,
he was tanned to the almost black. I couldn't take it anymore, and we argued again:

"What's the point of this job? Do you think you'll be a construction worker in the future?"

"It's good to learn more at the construction site."

"How much money can you make?" I asked.

"A thousand yuan for two months."

"Hmph! A thousand yuan!" I sneered. "Even the 'chickens' in restaurants ask for two thousand!" I
blurted out without thinking. "Besides, is that even human work? Twelve hours a day,
outdoors in this heat!" Seeing he didn't respond, I asked again, "Didn't I give you twenty thousand yuan? Not enough?"

"I'm going to return that money. Do you think twenty thousand yuan can buy you a few months of playing around with me?" He was
very sensitive.

I really wanted to punch him. How could he be so insensible! I really got angry: "You're asking for it! You think you're
so worthless!"

He was silent for a while, then looked up at me: "You have a lot of 'chickens' in 'Xiang Ge,'
right?" Good

heavens! He was still holding a grudge. "It's none of your business!" I glared at him fiercely. Actually,
Zhang Jian and I hadn't seen each other for a month.

"Then it's none of your business either!" He was quite fierce.

And that was the end of it. He said he wanted to live on the construction site, and I said then never come back. So he still
went back to the 'temporary village' every day. He got home close to eleven, looking utterly exhausted, yet I felt
a strange sense of pleasure. After showering, I started touching him, teasing him. Although I was tired, he
was young and quickly became aroused, but after a while, he wanted to finish quickly. Each time he ejaculated,
he fell asleep within seconds. Watching him sleep soundly, I didn't know whether to feel heartache or resentment
.

That day when I got home, I found a bankbook tucked among Lan Yu's books. It contained the 20,000 yuan I had given him,
with no record of any withdrawals.

"Fine, Lan Yu, you think I'll respect you just because you don't take my money? I'll still
play ! I'm not a gentleman," I thought bitterly. I had never been
so angry about a 'kept man' before.

That night, he came home around ten, looking terrible, with a finger haphazardly
wrapped in gauze. He said it was a cut from glass. I ignored him. When he came out of the bathroom and lay down on the bed, I put
my hands between his legs and rubbed them up and down.

"Handong, I'm too tired today, let's do it tomorrow!" he pleaded.

"I've been thinking about you all day!" I completely ignored his request and continued kissing him.

He lay flat on his back with his eyes closed, letting me caress him. Seeing he was almost asleep, I pushed him hard: "
Wake up , hey! Wake up, you're so weak!"

He opened his eyes, and I kissed his lips again. He kissed me helplessly, and after a while, his penis
became hard. I straddled his face, knelt in front of him, and forced him to give me oral sex. He did it quite well.
Seeing that I hadn't ejaculated yet:

"Come from behind." He gestured for anal sex.

"No, let's see if you can make me ejaculate today." I teased him with a laugh.

He jumped up, full of energy, and started kissing me with a smile, making cute, seductive gestures. A few minutes
later , we both orgasmed almost simultaneously...

In the middle of the night, I got up to use the bathroom. I checked the time; it was past 2 AM. I washed my face, went back to bed,
and rolled the sleeping Lan Yu over, lying on top of him. He was woken up by my noise:

"What are you doing?" His voice was muffled and a little impatient.

"I can't sleep, play with me for a while!"

"Go to sleep! I have to go to work tomorrow."

"It's almost 7 AM, I won't be able to sleep much longer," I lied to him.

"It's still dark!" he said, picking up his pillow, covering his head, pushing me off,
and going back to sleep.

I got up, turned on the small TV in the bedroom, put on a pornographic film, turned the volume up really loud, and then
lit a cigarette. I felt like I was acting strangely.

He tossed and turned a few times, finally sitting up, staring blankly at the TV. He ignored me.

"You're so young, and you're not even as good as this 'old comrade'! How pathetic! Are you trying to make me
impotent?" I started teasing him again.

He yawned, chuckled softly with a sleepy expression, and was surprisingly docile and
easygoing . I had only meant to tease him, but I was genuinely aroused again. I let him lean against me
to watch TV, which made it easier for me to caress him. He was aroused again,
much easier than with a tired woman. Within minutes, we both came.

Neither of us could sleep. He looked out the window:

"It's so dark!"

"It's only three o'clock, go to sleep! I'll wake you when it's time."

"You really are..." He laughed helplessly, even imitating a Beijing swear word.

We chatted and watched TV until after five o'clock before finally falling asleep again. In the morning, I vaguely
heard him washing up, his voice very soft. The bedroom door was closed, probably to avoid waking me. I heard him gently
close the door and leave... ...

Lan Yu didn't return until 11:30 that night. His once handsome face had become dark and thin. He said he had fallen asleep on the bus
and sat all the way to the last stop. I had no choice but to take a taxi back. I never imagined he took the bus
to work every day; I resented his stubbornness. He went to bed without even showering, covered in dirt and sweat. I
felt disgusted.

"Get up! Get up! Go take a shower! Don't look like a migrant worker." I said, reaching out to pull him.

He mumbled something unhappily and groggily went into the bathroom. He came out less than five minutes later and
collapsed onto the bed. Watching his every move, a strong urge to abuse and retaliate surged within me, and
I finally spoke:

"Lan Yu, I think this is pointless. Let's break up. You can focus on your studies and become a decent person
. Find a girlfriend in college. Don't bother me anymore."

He frowned slightly, raised his sleepy eyes, and looked at me with confusion, sitting blankly on the bed.

"If you need money, go to Liu Zheng, he'll give it to you." I deliberately provoked him.

His eyes were blank and at a loss, and he still didn't say a word.

"I'll never do this kind of thing for more than a year. We've been together long enough, and you're making me
sick of you." I thought: It would be even more fun if he cried like a girl or had a hysterical argument
.

But he remained silent.

"I'm going out tonight. Pack your things and leave tomorrow, and don't come back." Afraid
I'd laugh out loud, I didn't dare look at him again. I pushed open the door, walked out, and slammed it shut
.

It was so hot outside, but I was quite happy; the resentment of the past few days had finally dissipated. I drove
aimlessly　　 along the newly constructed Sixth Ring Road, my mood growing heavier with each step

...

"He's still working at the construction site," Liu Zheng told me. I asked him to inquire about Lan Yu.

"Damn! This kid is rare."

"Forget it, Handong, it would be more like it if it were a girl. You're just wasting your feelings!" Although I
didn't tell Liu Zheng the specifics, he could guess what I meant.

"Who cares about feelings for him! I just feel like I haven't managed to win him over." I laughed, deliberately using a teasing
tone .

"It'll be easy to settle things with him. Give him a car, and let him travel around America. If that doesn't work, get some people to beat
him up and see if he's still upset!" Liu Zheng laughed heartily at his own joke.

Since Lan Yu left, I neither stayed in the "temporary village" nor wanted to stay in a hotel, but instead went
home for a few days. My mom probably noticed my unhappy expression. That night, Dad went to meet
his comrades, and my younger sister went on a date, leaving only Mom and me at home. I was enjoying my mom's "
fried cucumber with oil" when she said

, "Xiao Dong, why did you decide to come home these past few days?"

"I missed you and Dad!" Since I grew up, I've never been serious when I talk to my mom. I just try to make
her happy.

"Did your girlfriend break up with you?"

"No, she wouldn't leave even if I tried to get rid of her."

My mom smiled; she knew her handsome and rich son had no shortage of women.

"I heard from Xiaozheng that you have a girlfriend with the surname Hao."

"Yes! She's still clinging to me."

"Zhang Haihong came to see you again yesterday. That girl is nice; her dad's getting promoted again this year, and he might
be in charge of foreign trade."

"Why are you always so fond of that ugly girl? I don't want to sell myself for personal gain; there are plenty of good
girls ."

"You can date anyone, just don't drag this on any longer. It's time to settle down. Like Xiaozheng, having your own
family is so much better." My mother said, then went to the kitchen to direct the maid. I thought about my mother's words:
'Anyone'? If I dated Lan Yu, wouldn't she be furious?

I increasingly felt that my relationship with Lan Yu was too absurd, too outrageous. I even thought of a ridiculous word:
"love." I wouldn't be so absurd as to fall in love with a boy, would I? I'm confident I'm a perfectly normal man,
just a bit too promiscuous. Thankfully, we broke up, pulled back from the brink, which is good for both of us
.

Yet, I still couldn't help thinking about him.

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