Amorous Short Stories

Yan Wu has been in Ding's house for a month and a half. He obviously ran over to kill someone, but he stayed there for such a long time. He is too slack. After retirement, the pace of life is terribly slow. Fortunately, the owner will return at the end of the month, and the plan will continue as usual .Yan Wu looked at the little lover around him. By the end of the month, he had just stayed for two months.

Too easy.It's Yan Wu's feeling of staying by Ding Qing's side, or maybe it's because of the different nature of the current job, there is no strict execution plan, no tight schedule, no life-threatening teammates, no blasting stray bullets, and no hidden guns in ambush.Occasionally Yan Wu looked at Ding Qing and felt a little embarrassed, although Yan Wu had always had a correct attitude towards killing people.On the one hand, he doesn't feel that he is doing justice for the heavens, and on the other hand, he doesn't feel that his soul is being tortured. To Yan Wu, it is just a job, and when it comes to work, there is only a distinction between respect and dedication.Although Yan Wu, like others, had instinctively resisted taking human life, but later found that this resistance was really heart-burning, and he couldn't escape anyway, so he forced himself to give up perception, forcibly indifference, and psychologically. Hints are a good thing, Yan Wu no longer feels that his soul is dying gradually, or in fact has died completely.

Many people Yan Wu has met are complicated and heavy, or they are so worldly, but Ding Qing is not. When Yan Wucong saw him, he felt that this person is really relaxed, fast-paced and confident.

Even if Yan Wu appreciates his little lover again, he has prepared a poisoning plan.As a private trainer and the head of the house, they would always have a meal together according to Ding Qing. Yan Wu had already prepared two boxes of Cuban cigars, and dipped the tobacco leaves into the castor venom in the lower cavity of Xueru's head.Yan Wu used several mice to test the earliest time he could roll tobacco leaves into cigars, and found that the effect of tobacco leaves soaked in toxins was not long-lasting. Yan Wu decided to roll tobacco leaves into cigars before going to the appointment.The results of the experiment came out, and Yan Wu was very distressed when he saw the used cigars and toxins, especially the cigars.Putting away the gift box, Yan Wu sat on the ground against the wall, struck a match and lit a cigar to reward himself.Yan Wu blows back two puffs first, then sinks his cheeks, takes one puff, the smoke stops in his mouth, and circles in his mouth. The room with the lights on gradually sank into darkness.

As an eighteen-year-old boy, Ding Qing has a sexual appetite, less shyness, and gradually becomes shameless.Yan Wu watched a good young man practicing his yellow accent, playing hooligans, and coquettishly rolling in bed with him. Yan Wu felt that the young man's yellow accent was a bit ruthless, especially when the target was himself. Sexuality is very shameful, so it's better to get down to business directly, so Ding Qing basically doesn't have much chance to flirt.

"Where is Mr. Fang studying?" After the others left, Ding Qing leaned over and blew into Yan Wu's ear behind his back, "The stars are so beautiful, do you like watching them, Mr. Fang?"

"I like it." Yan Wu wanted to see what Ding Qing was playing with.

"It looks better from my bed, the view is bright, the angle is good, and it's exciting." Yan Wu can feel that Ding Qing's voice behind him is a little hoarse, with ups and downs in his tone, but he just doesn't touch him, so Yan Wu feels that his Very itchy neck.

"Which star are you looking at?" Yan Wu turned to look at him.

The illiterate Ding Qing froze with a smile, and twisted a thoughtful expression: "Which one? Hmm... Big Dipper?"

Yan Wu laughed, dropped the book, stood up and walked upstairs: "Can't the moon work?"

Ding Qing hurriedly followed: "Yes, yes, what Teacher Fang taught is yes."

As soon as Yan Wu entered the bedroom door, he felt a strong pull from behind. Ding Qing kissed him forcefully, stretched a leg between his legs, and bumped up and down tepidly, a bit domineering and a bit tormenting.

Yan Wu has long felt that Ding Qing's strength in this area is terrifying, probably because he "values ​​peace too much" on weekdays, which caused him to really expose his "black, Dao, and blood" at this time.Yan Wu once again felt that he had watched too many comics with Ding Qing, and the words "Blood of the Underworld" jumped into his mind one by one, like a comic storyboard.

Yan Wu felt that he couldn't take it anymore, and led Ding Qing to go to the bed, but Ding Qing didn't seem to have that intention, he forced Yan Wu to lean against the wall, and pulled Yan Wu's naked thigh with one hand, leaning against him across the border.Yan Wu didn't think so, Master Ding.Just as he was thinking of the word "less", he realized that he was already hanging on Ding Qing's body, so he put his hands around Ding Qing's neck, with Ding Qing between his legs, and was lifted up like a boat on the sea, following Ding Qing's body. Green ups and downs.

"If you don't sleep for a while, you won't be able to go to school."

Yan Wu was lying on the bed with pillows at his feet. Ding Qing was sitting on the ground with his back leaning on the bed, his arms open on the bed, squinting his eyes and smoking, with a contented expression. Hearing what Yan Wu said, he raised his head and looked at his watch. : 03:30.

Ding Qing raised his face and met Yan Wu's face, who lowered his head and kissed Ding Qing: "I'm sleepy, let's go to sleep." Then he turned his head to the pillow.Ding Qing pinched his cigarette, turned off the dark wall lamp, Yan Wu's room felt dark all of a sudden, and then one side of the quilt was lifted, Ding Qing lay down, put his arms around Yan Wu's waist.

When Yan Wu was catching up on sleep at home in the afternoon, he received a message from Ding Qing, saying that the evening class was cancelled, and he was going to the airport to pick up his mother, and asked Yan Wu to have a light meal in the evening.Yan Wu was taken aback because he hadn't heard from the "flower seller" that the owner had returned.Concentrating on asking Ding Qing if his mother is the only one, Ding Qing replied that he was, and his father will be back next week.

Yan Wu looked at the calendar, it was almost two months.

Yan Wu checked the cigars and the retreat route again, thought carefully about how to dispose of unused firearms and shotguns, and then seriously persuaded Ding Qing not to come out to his mother. After ten minutes of persuasion, Ding Qing finally agreed to wait a while time.

When Yan Wu checked the camera in the afternoon, he thought he could put one in the meeting room on the third floor of Ding's house. When the owner came back, the guard rotation and arrangement might have to be changed.

Then I remembered that there was a camera in Ding Qing's room, last night...

Although Yan Wu and Ding Qing have been naked/naked friends for a while, they are basically in the green and purified version of Yan Wu's house. The Ding family has many eyes and it is inconvenient to do anything.Besides, Ding Qing is careless, except for the bedroom and kitchen, he has no intention of wandering around Yan Wu's house.

Thinking of this, Yan Wu called up the video from last night, feeling that he was really a bit perverted.

The first thing Yan Wu saw was Ding Qing's back. Ding Qing's back line was smooth, and his muscles looked strong. He was slightly arched, and he was moving seriously. Ding Qing's pants had not been taken off, they were hanging loosely. Stepping on the ground with bare feet, Ding Qing is really tall and has long legs... Yan Wu stared at Ding Qing's back for a long time before turning his eyes to his exposed face, his expression distorted instantly.What kind of expression is that... As for it... Is it so comfortable... It's disgusting to me... Yan Wu, who didn't wear earphones, was still nauseated. He wanted to close the computer but knocked off the earphone jack, and his groan/groan leaked out , Yan Wu shut the computer heavily with a dark face.

Ruined this video.

ruin it.

Yan Wu guessed what the mother who raised Ding Qing should look like.It was not until I saw her that I felt that my imagination was lacking.

Mrs. Ding is about 1.6 meters eight, neither fat nor thin, in her 40s, with light makeup, elegant and beautiful for her age.Yan Wu thought that she would be a beautiful woman, but she never thought that she would be a great beauty.Dressed in a cheongsam, a short gauze shawl, her hair coiled up high, an oval face, dimples, smiling eyes, dignified and calm.The neck is very straight, which is the style of dancing in the early years.Although she spoke softly, Yan Wu felt that this woman had a steel bone inside, just like someone he had seen before.

Mrs. Ding looked at Ding Qing and laughed, and followed Ding Qing's introduction to look at Yan Wu.Yan Wu was frightened for a while, he was smiling, but there was still such a deterrent, Yan Wu was not comfortable with the look of having seen the big wind and waves, until his wife looked away and listened to Ding Qing's praise with a smile.Yan Wu realized that he was probably not very good at showing his flaws around Ding Qing, and he was too relaxed recently. Today, he actually wore a light blue shirt, which was absolutely impossible in the past.

Mrs. Ding seemed very happy, she stretched out her hand to Yan Wu, and smiled: "Thank you for your hard work, Teacher Fang, I'm so glad to see you at last."

Yan Wu clasped back, looked at Mrs. Ding's smile and thought, not to mention anything else, from an aesthetic point of view, a beautiful woman's smile is simply stunning.

Ding Qing sent Yan Wu to the door, Yan Wu looked at Ding Qing standing at the door waving in the rearview mirror, suddenly a little irritable.Seeing Mrs. Ding today seems to bring Yan Wu back to real life. Ding Qing has a father, a mother and a family business. Seeing Mrs. Ding highlights the distance between Ding Qing and himself. Seeing Ding Qing talking to his wife, Yan Wu For the first time, Wu unexpectedly had the feeling that "Ding Qing is not the Ding Qing he knew". He was clearly sitting in a bright restaurant, but he felt like a nomad.Like the desert where he almost died, like him lying alone in a small hotel in Istanbul and hearing the bell ringing at night from morning to night, like him crawling to a certain castle in Lisinga under gunfire alone, to go Kill someone, save someone, kill a group of people, save a group of people.Obviously there are teammates, but when crawling under artillery fire, waiting for orders in the bushes, running towards life and death, and between missions, they wandered.

Yan Wu could not be integrated into the battlefield, and mercenaries could not be integrated into society.

So Yan Wu always closed his five senses and didn't think about it. He tried hard to forget who he used to be, did his job well, and devoted himself to the war.

Maybe Yan Wu likes Ding Qing, maybe he doesn't like Ding Qing, but the important thing is that Ding Qing represents Yan Wu's channel of poisoning in the world, wears down Yan Wu's will, and makes Yan Wu have the illusion because walking in the sun, breathing the same The air itself is a free man.

Yan Wu wanted to finish this task quickly and leave, leaving Ding Qing behind.

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"Are you sure you don't want me to go over? I can sneak out for a while." Ding Qing's voice came from the phone.

"No, you can accompany your mother." Yan Wu checked the camera installed in the meeting room.

"Don't miss me, sensei." Ding Qing laughed on the phone.

Yan Wu smiled slightly, watching the number of people in the conference room gradually increase.After his wife came back, Yan Wu felt that something was wrong. When Ding Qing was away from school, there were a lot of people coming and going at home. They seemed to be discussing something, and the conversations in the study and conference room were always full of enthusiasm.

Now Mrs. Ding was sitting in the study, a servant ran in with a frightened look: "Madam, Madam, they..."

Madam Ding looked at her indifferently: "Speak well."

The servant took a deep breath: "Someone is here to pick up Madam and go drink tea."

Madam Ding lowered her eyes, stood up, turned around and asked her personal maid to bring the shawl, straightened her back, raised her head and walked out the door.

Yan Wu felt that the lady went out with an air of not knowing if she would come back. What he didn't know was that the lady went out, and there were more than a dozen Cayennes lined up in two rows, a suit with gold-rimmed glasses, leather With a smile on his face, he stretched out his hand to invite: "Madam Ding please."

Madam Ding nodded, "Thank you."

The gold-rimmed glasses reached out to stop the maid who was following her: "Madam Ding is the only one invited."

Madam Ding stared at the glasses for two seconds and said, "Go away."

The glasses froze for a moment, withdrew his hand, endured it, and let the maid get into the car, remembering that his boss said: "A skinny camel is bigger than a horse." After the first car drove out, he smiled contemptuously.

Yan Wu watched his wife walk out the door, thought for a while and found an excuse to talk to Ding Qing, the sun was still shining brightly on Ding Qing's side, as if he didn't know what happened.Yan Wu always thought that his assassination of Ding Qing's father was just a human experience to push the young master into reality, but now he finds that things are not that simple.

Fortunately, Yan Wu saw his wife go home that night.

As the date of the Patriarch's return approached, Yan Wu could feel more and more the undercurrent of the Ding family.

First, the men wearing three-piece suits became more and more frequent. Their grades were obviously higher than those who haunted them before, and their aura was much stronger. Yan Wu guessed that they were probably the sub-chairmen of the Ding family.

There is a man who is obviously from the street, not tall, very strong, slightly hunchbacked, in his fifties, never wears a three-piece suit, always has a white shirt and black suit, even without a tie, has a bad face, and always looks at people. With his head down and his eyes raised, he looks extremely hostile, walks windily, speaks foul language, and apologizes to Mrs. Ding after swearing.Surnamed Zhao.

There was a man with a slicked-back hair, not in his fifties, tall and tall. He always wore a three-piece suit with a square scarf stuffed in his pocket. His eyes were long and narrow, and he was smiling. With pretentious elegance, he doesn't talk much, but is very vicious. He frequently emphasizes the word "Ding's family" instead of using the name of the gang. Occasionally it hurts some people's nerves, so he closes his fangs, smiles and shakes his head: "Dare not, dare not".The surname is Jiang.

There is a bald head, in his early forties, dressed in a three-piece suit, with a warm complexion, looking at Mrs. Ding with greedy and shining eyes, playing the role of a peacemaker, and every time he clearly persuades others not to argue, he is always in twos and twos. Those words made the scene even more chaotic, and then leisurely leaned back in the chair with tea in hand, staring at the scene.Like a vulture, staring at the carrion, waiting until the argument seems to be over and the conversation seems to be beginning, then jump in and stir up the muddy water.Surnamed Liu.

There is a bancun, about forty years old, tall and long legs, with tattoos protruding from his neck, with legs crossed carelessly, frowning, impatient, very emotional, often slapping the table, although he didn't intend to, he didn't scare anyone.As soon as he hears the scope of his jurisdiction, he will be magnificent, and as soon as he hears the word "Ding's family", he will pretend to be deaf and dumb, avoid the conversation, change the subject casually, use very clumsy methods, and even don't bother to pretend, acting indifferent situation.The surname is Gao.

There is a well-behaved man, in his sixties, who is the vice-chairman on the surface. With a serious expression, he tries his best to guide the topic, persuades everyone to put aside disputes, and almost answers everyone's questions seriously. Most of the questions are just pointless pastimes.Trying to control the scene, to no avail, trying to speak with weight, to no avail.Surnamed Zeng.

These five people sat on both sides of the chairman's seat, and the conference table was full of people. Except for these five, most of them were surnamed Ding. The current head of the Ding family has a wife and a son. Relatives who are far or near form the Ding family.But because of the small power and scattered people, they can only chatter and chatter, and can't make any useful sounds.It looks like they have an issue, but there is nothing.

The door was pushed open, and the suits in the whole room stood up quickly, stood up straight and nodded.The head of the Ding family walked in, with one hand in his pocket, followed by three people on each side, nodding casually while striding towards the chairman's seat.The owner of the house looked about 45 years old, in a black suit, about [-] years old, with a little jet-lagged sleepiness on his face, and a calm and calm face that he had seen too much.

Yan Wu looked at the Patriarch, and felt that the Patriarch's aura was really great.

The head of the family sat down, and he was the only one who sat casually on the whole table, and the others all approached the table seriously, as if they were in a serious meeting.

The head of the family nodded at the vice president: "Thank you, President Zeng." Then skipped the vice president and asked the man surnamed Zhao directly: "How is Group Leader Zhao?"

The man who was named handed over a folder: "The transfers for the past two months are here." After hesitating, "The matter of going to Southeast Asia..."

The head of the family waved his hand: "It's been too long, you should make preparations."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and flipped through the folder.

Yan Wu was taken aback at this moment, Yan Wu was too familiar.Where the Patriarch couldn't see, on the entire conference table, from all the seats on the table, the gazes staring at the Patriarch were full of murderous intent.

Yan Wu always thought that the one who wanted to kill the head of the family was the vice president who could only be called the president by the real president, but now he was wrong.Among other things, at least five people have murderous intentions, plus the unfavorable Ding family, Yan Wu feels that the death of the patriarch is simply an alarm clock with a set time, and if you don't do it yourself, someone else will do it. If you don't die today, you will die tomorrow , if the surname is not Jiang, it will be Liu, or everyone has already prepared for it.

The head of the Ding family is committed to expanding the territory and expanding the territory. He has always focused on deepening the rich and lucrative business in Southeast Asia. Benefit.The head of the family took a long view and felt that he was doing the right thing, but this was not necessarily the right thing in the eyes of others.

Yan Wu suddenly thought of Ding Qing, such a Ding Qing, such a situation, the sudden death of the Patriarch would not be an opportunity for Ding Qing to practice in the world.

No matter how you look at it, Ding Qing is probably going to hell.

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"Teacher, hurry up!" Ding Qing called Yan Wu downstairs.

"Understood." Yan Wu approached the window and told him to be quiet.Turning to see ricin-soaked cigar leaves and unpacked cigars.Sit down and start rolling a cigarette.

Whether it is the head of the family or the wife, they are very kind and amiable. Like Ding Qing, they are very comfortable people to chat with.Even now they have troubles, and they are not flustered in front of Ding Qing. They don't know whether they look down on this trouble, or think that Ding Qing is not in time.Yan Wu handed the cigar to the owner, and the owner liked it very much as Ding Qing said, so he wanted to open it and enjoy it together.Yan Wu dismantled and assembled the cigarettes familiarly, distributed the cigarettes, handed them to the owner, and watched him smoke the cigarettes he handed over.Ding Qing came over and asked if he could have one, but was driven away by his mother with a smile.

After dinner, the four of them sat in the tea room drinking tea and chatting, the lights were warm, Ding Qing turned his head, met Yan Wu's gaze, and laughed happily.Yan Wu was just thinking, thinking of his young self, and thinking of Ding Qing, wondering if Ding Qing would have happy times in his future life.

In the evening, Yan Wu insisted on going home, and Ding Qing insisted on seeing him off.

"Ah, why don't you just say it directly, can't my parents find out if we flirt with each other today?" Ding Qing complained.

"Let's talk about it later." Yan Wu looked at him.

"Everything in life must be done now. This is what my grandfather left for me when he left." Ding Qing thought, "I will have no regrets if I do it now."

Yan Wu looked at Ding Qing seriously: "It's good to leave some regrets, at least in the future, you can be justified in complaining about others."

Ding Qing laughed, looking like he didn't quite understand, but he was still very supportive: "It's reasonable, it's reasonable."

Ding Qing parked the car downstairs under Yan Wu, and looked at Yan Wu very sorry: "I won't stay tonight, can I give you a photo of me to accompany you?"

Yan Wu felt that he spent the longest time watching Ding Qing today, so he kissed him.

Ding Qing kissed him back: "Miss me now? I'll call you as soon as I wake up tomorrow morning, my dear."

Yan Wu continued, reaching under Ding Qing: "Let's do it."

Ding Qing was only stunned for a moment, then pulled Yan Wu over from the co-pilot, straddled him, and smiled: "Did I drive?"

Yan Wu kissed him: "As you like."

It wasn't until Ding Qing's mother called that Yan Wu told Ding Qing to go back, went upstairs, opened the door, sat on the ground habitually, and looked at the eggplant leaves soaked in ricin.

Anyway, Ding Qing is always going to hell, I only kill people, I don't want to send people to hell.Thinking about it, I felt that this kind of argument was very hypocritical, so I laughed at myself.Forget it, tell the "flower seller" that the mission failed when you go back, the deposit... use the private education fee given by Ding Qing; the groom's account... let's delay; the "flower seller"... whatever Well, it's not the Yan family, it doesn't matter, anyway, it's impossible to do anything to yourself.

Yan Wu started to pack his things, deal with the finishing touches, contacted the computer package kid to destroy his identity, contacted the "snake head", boarded the ship overnight, arrived at the port, and changed his exit identity, as he had rehearsed countless times in his mind.On an ordinary night with a summer wind blowing, he disappeared without a trace.