[Beijing Stories] 13-14

Chapter Thirteen

I bought a villa in the "North Suburbs," a
large house with five bedrooms, two and a half bathrooms, two garages, and a swimming pool. I asked Lan Yu to help with the interior design. I didn't tell him it was our
new home .

That day, we looked at the house together, and Lan Yu told me many of his suggestions.

"Your friend in America is really rich, spending hundreds of thousands on the renovation alone!" he said to me.

"What do you think?" I asked.

"Pretty good! I like its overall structure, it has some Scandinavian architectural style."

"If I told you this was our house, would you like it?" I
asked

He looked at me first, then looked around: "Holy shit!..." He was so surprised he didn't know
what to say ...

Our first time making love in our new home was in the bathroom. It was evening, Lan Yu was half-lying in the oval
bathtub taking a bath, and I was shirtless, wearing pajama bottoms, looking in the mirror at whether my beard had grown
back.

"You look no more than twenty-five years old," Lan Yu said, looking me over.

I smiled with no small amount of pride. Therefore, I exercise for at least two hours every day and pay attention to
my diet .

"This semester, the person supervising our internship is a new graduate student. He's not even thirty yet, but he already has
a beer belly ," he continued.

"You're quite observant. What's going on? Something's up?" I glanced at him sideways.

"He's really been exceptionally nice to me!" he said, as if in a serious tone.

I turned my face, glared at him, looked at his arm resting on the edge of the bathtub, slowly leaned over, and suddenly
bit his arm hard. He smiled and looked at me warily at first, but the moment I moved my mouth, he
reacted faster than me, his right hand splashing a jet of water straight at my face, just like in a water fight when we were kids. I was
instantly covered in soapy water from head to toe, and he laughed heartily. I released my bite,
jumped into the bathtub without hesitation, straddled him, grabbed his arms, and started biting his face and body indiscriminately.
He kept laughing... After he'd bitten enough and laughed enough, I looked at him:

"We can't get married... but I've given you everything I could... do you understand?" I didn't know
how to express myself.

He kept laughing and nodding.

"Do you regret meeting me?" I asked again. This was a question I'd always doubted.

He smiled at me and shook his head: "No regrets!" He said it so easily.

I hoped it was the truth! I thought.

I was impulsive and started touching his unusually smooth skin in the water, smelling the unique scent on his face. I
pressed my lips to his wet, hot lips... I wrapped my arms around his waist, lifted him slightly, and kissed the part of him that was above
the water . I drained the bathtub and licked his broad shoulders, his thick chest, his flat
stomach... I licked his penis, then put the whole thing in my mouth and sucked on it...

"Mmm... mmm..." he groaned happily, then masturbated me... We
reached .

Those were the most peaceful and tranquil days of our lives. Lan Yu was about to graduate and had almost no classes
. He said he was working on his graduation project and could even make money from it. I went to the company a few times a week, and business
was going well. I was planning to invest in a business in a field I had never been involved in before, and I was very interested in it.

At that time, I even thought that I would stay with Lan Yu like this forever; that would be my emotional destiny. I
never thought about whether the love between two men could be recognized by society, because I had money, and I
could cleverly avoid and control all of that.

I don't know if two gay men can stay together for life, but some people say that they can only be together
for a year . I can't agree with that, because I once lived happily with a boy for almost four years. Perhaps it was
because life was too pleasant and too peaceful that pain quietly arrived...

Chapter Fourteen

The Bible says that there are two kinds of sin: one is original sin, which Adam and Eve committed and brought to us;
the other is the sin we commit afterward due to the temptation of the devil Satan. I used to think that Lin Jingping was
the Satan who tempted me. I was wrong; actually, the devil was myself...

My business was going smoothly. A rare opportunity presented itself, and I began to try my hand at politics
. It was during negotiations with an American company that I met Lin Jingping. A small American company wanted to make a fortune in
China , and they approached me.

From the moment the American entered, I noticed the Asian girl beside him; I wasn't sure if she
was Chinese. She wore a sapphire blue suit, her hair neatly pulled
back , with long, naturally wavy hair cascading down. She wore no other jewelry, only two
small, square sapphire blue earrings that accentuated her fair complexion. Her face was somewhat Western, long and
narrow, with a modern look. Her features were truly stunning: a high, slender nose and full, rosy lips
. Her eyes were lighter than the average Chinese person's, a distinct brown, appearing almost misty
. Throughout the conversation, she was neither servile nor overbearing towards the American, displaying both seriousness and
confidence. She always spoke with a sweet smile.

"Wow! What a stunner! I have to win her over!" I thought to myself, feeling quite pleased with myself.

From the beginning, I noticed that her gaze was gentle yet confident when she looked at me, never avoiding my
gaze. As I was leaving, I gently shook her hand:

"I also want to thank Ms. Lin for making our conversation go so smoothly. Your English is excellent!" I
complimented politely, though I had no idea how good her English was.

She didn't translate for the American, but instead said thank you shyly.

That evening, when I got home, I told Lan Yu about it. He smiled but didn't say anything.

"Don't you have any feelings for girls?" I asked.

"Women are all a bit fake!" he said

. "For the past four years, no girl has ever pursued you in school, a handsome guy like you!" I
joked .i=75> "There aren't any girls where I live! There's even a poem about it! The girls at 'University of Washington' are good, but they're not good at looking. If you want to chat with them, they have to have a blog."

"Ha! Who said that?" I found it hilarious.

"It's written on the desk."

"Luckily I didn't study STEM, your engineering schools are so boring, you can't even get a woman!"

"You still want to?" Lan Yu asked with a laugh.

"We're old! It doesn't matter anymore! We can't do it!" I mimicked his accent as I
went upstairs.

I heard Lan Yu laugh heartily!

The second time I saw Lin Jingping was still at my company, but this time it was in my office. Her
boss had to go back to China on business, and there were a few details he wanted her to discuss with me in person. I was happy to have this opportunity.
She was still wearing a brightly colored suit, but she had an indescribable elegance. We had a pleasant conversation. When
I looked at her with polite but somewhat "affectionate" eyes, she would meet my gaze for a few seconds, then calmly
look away.

"What a rare woman!" I thought to myself.

"To thank Ms. Lin for her help, may I treat you to dinner?" I said softly, sounding very casual.

She hesitated for a moment, then said, "Okay!" Her quick agreement completely surprised me.

...

I chose the French restaurant at the Tianhe Hotel. She arrived precisely on time. When the automatic doors opened
, my eyes lit up; she was truly radiant. A simple, sleeveless light gray evening gown
clung tightly to her body, a black bag slung over her right shoulder, echoing her black square earrings. Her
hair was styled in a bun, with a few strands seemingly falling loosely. She had a fantastic figure! About 1.7 meters tall,
a perfect match for me, and I felt a surge of desire...

When she entered, almost every man in the lobby, regardless of age or nationality, was looking at her. As I
naturally and gently put my arm around her waist and walked towards the restaurant, I felt an extraordinary excitement and pride.
My vanity was fully satisfied—a satisfaction that Lan Yu could never give me.

That day, Lin Jingping and I talked until very late. She told me she graduated from "Fifth Foreign Language School" four years ago and had been working as
a translator ever since; this American company was her third job. Her family was from the south; her father was a government official, and
her mother was a typist. I watched her elegant dining movements and listened to her soft voice. Her
poised , frank, and natural demeanor captivated me.

When I returned to "Nordic" (the name of my and Lan Yu's new home), it was almost midnight.
Lan Yu was reading the newspaper; he was still awake.

"Why aren't you asleep?" I asked.

"I can't sleep," he said, yawning. "How did the business go?" He
was never interested in my business; it was just a casual question.

"It was alright! Go to sleep!" I turned off the light.

After that, I met Lin Jingping twice more. She remained sincere and generous, never
crossing any lines. We usually met in the evening and returned very late. With Liu Zheng helping to handle things, Lan Yu didn't
notice anything amiss.

It was a weekend evening. I had arranged to visit Mr. Chen,
a prominent figure in the financial world, through a friend. To make things feel more natural, I decided to invite Lin Jingping along
, and she readily agreed. The visit was a great success, half thanks to Lin. She truly
possessed a captivating charm.

"I want to thank you properly today!" I said as we left Mr. Chen's house.

"Yes! How should I thank you?"

"How about we eat first?"

"That's not enough! But I'm really a little hungry." She smiled sweetly, revealing
a girl's , at least to me at the time, seemed incredibly innocent and adorable.

That night, I kissed her in the car. I was quite excited, and she was equally moved.

"Handong!" she called out as she pulled away from my lips.

"Hmm?"

"Tell me, do you have a wife?"

I was surprised she would ask that question. I laughed: "Why do you think that?"

"It's a woman's intuition."

"I'm single, and I've never been married. Do you want to see my household registration?"

She smiled shyly: "You know what? Handong, I'm scared! I'm scared I'll get too deeply involved and hurt myself and
you!" It's rare for a woman to be so proactive in telling someone about her love, especially a beautiful woman.

It was past 1 a.m. when I dropped Lin Jingping off at home, and I drove back to 'Nordic.'
When Lan Yu was watching a video. He didn't greet me:

"Watching TV so late! Aren't you going to school tomorrow?" I deliberately started a conversation.

"Tomorrow is Sunday." His tone was lazy.

"I'm going to take a shower and go to bed!" I didn't want to talk to him anymore.

"You seem particularly busy lately?" he asked. He was attentive and sensitive.

"It's all a bunch of lousy things, so damn annoying!" I hated his suspicious tone.

"..." He didn't say anything.

He lay down on the bed and went to sleep first. I came out of the bathroom after showering and turned on the bedside lamp. Lan Yu was sleeping face down
, his head turned to one side. In the dim light, his thick, dark eyebrows, straight nose, and sensual
lips looked exceptionally handsome. His expression was so serene and composed, without a trace of affectation. His
eyes were closed, his eyelashes drooping… I couldn't help but lean in and gently kiss his eyes and eyelashes
… He must not have been sound asleep yet, because he was quickly awakened by my kisses. He rolled over and lay flat on his back, and I pressed down on top of him.

"Sleep!" he teased, feigning seriousness.

"No! I want to!!" I retorted in a coquettish manner.

"Want to? Then why are you back so late? No way!"

"I was busy!" I said sweetly.

We both couldn't help but laugh; we loved this role-playing banter."You're such a stingy little thing!" I said, still pressed against him. 　　He looked at me: "You haven't been messing around, have you?" 　　"So what if I have! You're not going to leave me, are you?" I said with a laugh. 　　"I'm afraid you're the one who'll leave me!" His smile froze, and his bright eyes revealed that melancholy look that I loved so much. 　　I didn't know if it was from being touched or feeling guilty, but my eyes suddenly stung: 　　"How could that be!" I said, burying my face in his body and kissing him...

For the next two months, I didn't call Lin Jingping, but she called me twice.
Her voice sounded very gentle and calm on the phone. She asked how I was, chatted for a few more minutes, and then
hung up . I felt my heart leap into my throat, then gently settle back down. Lin Jingping was already twenty-five
; she was much more mature than Lan Yu, but women at this age are at their most alluring.

I finally had sex with Lin Jingping. Before that, I had said "no" to myself countless times
, but that was for Lan Yu. There were no moral or legal constraints between us because I didn't want to betray
him. Yet, I still slept with Lin.

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