Amorous Short Stories

Ding Qing's trace is not difficult to find. Many gossip tabloids like to report on the extravagant nightlife of this playboy. The tabloids revealed that Ding Qing lives in Yangon Villa in Baijiadao, Mid-levels.Yan Wu was stunned for a moment, a certain newspaper also wrote that Yangon Villa belonged to Liu Yao.

Then, according to the newspaper, Yan Wu drew a place where Ding Qing often goes. It seems that Ding Qing doesn't go out often.Yan Wu thinks that Ding Qing is not the kind of person who likes to go to this kind of place, Ding Qing is more likely to choose a quieter bar, Ding Qing is such a fun-loving person, lingering in nightclubs and discos is not in line with his elegant style.

In the selection of various newspapers, Yan Wu found an obituary on the inner page of an old-fashioned newspaper among many advertisements for nourishing yin and strengthening yang: Ding Shihuaming, brother master and servant, born on October 1937, 10, Living in sojourn for 4 years, he tasted the grace of the Lord, adhered to the holy way, was kind and generous, spread the virtues of the Lord, and returned to the Lord at 72:2009 on July 7, 3, and returned to his heavenly home quietly.It is hereby scheduled to hold a dormant service at the Jordan Valley Catholic Church at 18:2009 on July 7, 18, and then cremated, temporarily returned to dust, waiting for resurrection, to welcome the return of Christ, and to share the eternal blessing of the kingdom of heaven.Re-examination.Of those who rest in peace.

Yan Wu stopped and thought for a while, Ding Huaming is Uncle Ding, but he probably doesn't believe in Christianity.Anyway, Yan Wu knew that he should go there to find Ding Qing.

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When Yan Wu went, people had already come out of the church. The weather was overcast, and people gathered in a small cemetery to bury Ding Huaming.Yan Wu stood behind a tree and looked around. People gradually gathered around the priest. Yan Wu saw Ding Qing at a glance.Ding Qing has grown taller again, and because of her thinness, she looks out of place with the people around her.A black suit didn't fit him well.Ding Qing shaved his reform-through-labour head, coupled with his more and more obvious outline, the sharp temperament he should have was suppressed by the decadence around him, his shoulders were raised, his head was lowered, and he looked at the priest without raising his eyes. Very gloomy.Yan Wu looked around and found that most of the people who came to the funeral were believers of the church, about eight or nine people.In addition, there are three people who look like bodyguards. They came to monitor rather than protect Ding Qing. They attended the funeral but wore ordinary gray suits. They looked very casual and whispered to each other when the priest was speaking. One even left to buy three bottles of drinks, none of which were Ding Qing's.

Yan Wu stood still, not knowing why he came here, a little regretful, and ready to leave.At this moment, Ding Qing saw him when he turned around, and Yan Wu stayed where he was.

When Ding Qing saw him, his face didn't change, as if nothing happened, but his eyes didn't leave, he just looked at Yan Wu from a distance, and couldn't tell what he was thinking.

Yan Wu's regret reached the peak, he avoided Ding Qing's eyes, and was about to leave, but Ding Qing walked over.As soon as Ding Qing moved, the three gray suits followed, looking nervous.

Yan Wu watched Ding Qing approaching him, stood still, held his face and kissed it rough, squeezed his lips once, and stirred his tongue twice, absent-minded and too lazy to hide it.The three men were not so nervous anymore. Looking at Ding Qing, Ding Qing stood up straight and looked at Yan Wu, but he didn't know who to talk to: "Let's go have a meal."

A man curled his lips: "Master Ding, this man's identity is unknown, we can't just let you go with him."

Ding Qing's posture remained unchanged, looking at Yan Wu without even turning his head: "This is my boyfriend. Ex-boyfriend."

The two men in the back looked at each other and rolled their eyes, said a few words in Cantonese, one went to a distance to make a phone call, and came back pretending to be respectful: "Then we will follow you to protect your safety."

"casual."

Ding Qing took Yan Wu's hand and left, the bodyguards were too arrogant to notice, but Yan Wu knew that Ding Qing was using himself as an excuse, after all it was so obvious.The man behind obviously kept a longer distance, as if he didn't want to come closer, Ding Qing led Yan Wu across the road and walked towards a coffee shop.

Speechless all the way.

After Ding Qing and Yan Wu sat down, they just flipped through the coffee list for half an hour. The two had a tacit understanding. They took turns asking the waiter what kind of coffee was good, until there was only one bodyguard left, sitting across the entire coffee table. Hall, very dissatisfied with being left behind to monitor the playboy gay young master.

Ding Qing finally spoke to Yan Wu formally: "It's a coincidence that you came here."

Yan Wu guessed that Ding Qing finally lowered his eyebrows and pleasing to the eye, pretending to be stupid and foolish until the supervisors above allowed him to move freely, Ding Qing was happy to find an even more contradictory excuse.

Yan Wu added sugar to the coffee: "Does Uncle Ding believe in Catholicism?"

Ding Qing stirred his cup: "I don't believe it. Otherwise, there will be no funeral." Ding Qing smiled self-deprecatingly.Yan Wu found that Ding Qing's speech speed was much slower now, and his tone was normal. Beijing movies were gone, and his Mandarin was extremely standard.There was no sign of displeasure on his complexion, his eyes were also decadent, and he didn't seem to be emotional. If he had to say he felt a little bit, it was probably mourning.But Yan Wu feels that Ding Qing is like a dark river now, he can't see the bottom, and he doesn't know where to go.Because even though Ding Qing's eyes are dull, his state is stable. This is the stability that can only be achieved when his emotions are well controlled. Ding Qing has not collapsed yet.Yan Wu thought silently, he thought he could see Xingchen's corpse, but unexpectedly there was still light.

The two chatted casually, about the weather, sugar, and milk.The awkward chat soon fell silent.

"So, what's your name?" Ding Qing looked up at Yan Wu.

Yan Wu lowered his eyes and raised them again: "You know?" It was a meaningless question.

"Well, Uncle Ding said it, you said it when you first came here. But he always lied to me about things he didn't think were suitable." Ding Qing took a sip of coffee, "So I didn't believe him."

Yan Wu licked his lips and said, "Yan Wu."

Ding Qing looked at him and nodded, with a casual expression of "I see", and continued to add sugar with his head down.

Yan Wu hesitated for a while: "The matter of the Patriarch...is not me."

Ding Qing raised his head: "I know."

Yan Wu felt that he couldn't face Ding Qing like this, he was too alienated.

"Do you have a mobile phone?" Ding Qing asked him suddenly.

"Have."

"Call me."

Yan Wu took out his mobile phone, dialed the number according to Ding Qing's words, and wanted to pass it to Ding Qing, but Ding Qing asked him to speak for himself.

Yan Wu held the phone to his ear and waited for a few seconds, when Luo Dafei's voice came from over there.

"Hello? Who?"

"Well... Luo Dafei, Ding Qing asked me to call you."

"What the hell... Hey, Teacher Fang, is that Teacher Fang? Brother Qing asked you to beat him? Is he okay? How is it now? Is the injury healed?"

Yan Wu subconsciously glanced at the scar on Ding Qing's neck: "Ding Qing asked me to tell you." Yan Wu listened to Ding Qing with one ear, and repeated to Luo Dafei, "I told you to report to the University of Hong Kong after school."

Ding Qing shook his head: "No more."

Yan Wu faced the phone: "It's gone."

"Ah? Can I still go to school? Is it okay to be expelled? What about the procedure? When?..." Luo Dafei had many questions.

Ding Qing spoke very little, and Yan Wu managed to spell out a sentence, "Academy of Social Sciences, you can check the official website for the specific time. You don't have to worry about the procedures, just come here. That's it." After speaking, he hung up the phone.

Ding Qing looked at him, thought for a while and explained: "He fought with me, so he was fired."

Yan Wu nodded, feeling that it was almost done, and it was getting dark outside, and he had seen everything he should see, so he should go.

"Then, that's it, goodbye." Yan Wu stood up, and when he turned around, Ding Qing grabbed his wrist.

"Would you like to change the place." Ding Qing's eyes were fixed.

Ding Qing hasn't changed much in this aspect, he is still strong, neither has he become gentler, nor has he become more ruthless, but his energy and skills have improved. Yan Wu is still quite satisfied with Ding Qing in this aspect.

Thinking about it this way, Ding Qing didn't lie to those bodyguards, they really had this kind of relationship.

Yan Wu hadn't done it for a long time, and he started slowly. Ding Qing was quite patient with him, and slowed down to cooperate with him. When Yan Wu's voice turned a corner in the air and moved to another tone, Ding Qing seemed to open At this time, Yan Wu also accompanied Ding Qing to lose his mind, resting his elbows on the bed, shaking a little, closing his eyes and looking up, with his back against Ding Qing, Ding Qing's hand stretched out from behind. Come over to hold Yan Wu's elbow, help him fix it, gasp in Yan Wu's ear, and let out a soft snort.Yan Wu didn't know what Ding Qing was laughing at, but he couldn't resist the voice.

Yan Wu opened his eyes from half-dream and half-awake, Ding Qing didn't wrap his hands and feet around his body like before, and was not sleeping for the first time.Ding Qing sat at the foot of the bed, looking at the sky outside the window, and the smoke drifted from him.

Yan Wu approached with a cigarette, lit it with Ding Qing's fire, puffed out the cigarette and asked him, "What are you looking at?"

"Look at the stars, ah no, the moon."

Yan Wu turned his head to look at him, Ding Qing went to Yan Wu's ear and said something, when he sat upright, Yan Wu looked at him with a smile: "Speak louder, this ear can't hear."

Ding Qing paused, stood up and went around to Yan Wu's left, and whispered into Yan Wu's left ear: "The right ear asks if you miss him."

Yan Wu looked at him amusedly: "You also asked about the right ear just now?"

Ding Qing shrugged.

"So what? What did the left ear say?"

"I miss him, I want to see my right ear."

"Then you tell him that the right ear is dead, and ask the left ear to take care of itself."

Ding Qing looked at Yan Wu, stretched his arms around Yan Wu, and touched his right earlobe: "Put on an earring, and set up a monument."

Yan Wu stared at Ding Qing's scar for a while, and asked him, "Will it be all right?"

Ding Qing turned her head with a cigarette in her mouth: "It will fade."

Yan Wu looked at Ding Qing, a little curious about him: "Are you afraid?"

Ding Qing had a tacit understanding of what Yan Wu was referring to: "At that time, it was in chaos." Ding Qing recalled the turbulent running around at that time, and was swept around by several forces.

"I always feel that you are different this time."

"Where?" Yan Wu touched his face.

"How should I put it, I've become gentler." Ding Qing came up with an adjective.

"Oh." Yan Wu raised his eyebrows, "Probably, I'm a little surprised."

"Ah?" Ding Qing didn't understand.

"That's right," Yan Wu thought for a while, "Most of the motivation for people to make progress and achieve results is based on negative emotions such as jealousy, resentment, and fear. The power of degeneration lies in some bright emotions, self-confidence, courage, and caring. Probably... that's what it means. What I want to say is that you haven't been abolished yet." Yan Wu admitted that these words were mainly for Ding Qing , He himself half-believe it or not, Ding Qing's self-control and adjustment surprised Yan Wu, but his behavior made Yan Wu a little worried, so he wanted to say some positive words to encourage him, so as not to slip into some kind of abyss.

Ding Qing stared at Yan Wu: "So you are saying that the suffering is worth it, and all of this is meaningful?"

No.

Yan Wu doesn't think so. His own experience makes it difficult for him to agree with this point of view. He is more inclined to Maugham's opinion: suffering does not make people more noble, but makes people more humble.It makes people selfish, wretched, narrow-minded, and suspicious.It draws attention to the little things.People learn and grow not from their own suffering, but from the suffering of others.

But Yan Wu can't say that. Ding Qing desperately needs someone to say that what he insists on is right. He is 19 years old and his life has just been turned upside down.

Yan Wu deliberated for a long time, and finally followed Ding Qing's wishes, and said what he wanted to hear in a vulgar but effective way: "What can't kill you will make you stronger."

Ding Qing relaxed, and squinted at Yan Wu: "How bad do you think I was before?"

"Ordinary, a minor second-generation ancestor."

Ding Qing turned his eyes away and was silent for a while, his voice was a bit muffled: "Maybe I have fallen and turned into a beast."

Yan Wu didn't look at him, stared at the moon and snorted: "Doing what a beast does doesn't mean you are a beast. Our situation is a bit special. My job defines me, and your identity defines you. If morality is included as a standard, we probably won’t be able to survive.”

Ding Qing didn't answer, looked at Yan Wu, wondering if this person was trying to comfort him.After watching for a while, I turned my head to look at the moon again.

The two watched the moon for a long time, and Ding Qing finally said, "What's so good about the moon?"

Yan Wu smiled: "It's beautiful, how many people have written poems because of their feelings. You can recite one and I'll listen to it."

Ding Qing searched his brain: "Hmm... I didn't know the moon when I was young, and I called it a white jade plate? It's a poem, right?" Yan Wu nodded amusedly, Ding Qing looked at Yan Wu, and slowly curled the corners of his mouth.

"Return your original identity." Ding Qing leaned over and kissed the corner of his mouth: "Tomorrow we will get up early and have morning tea."

Ah, I laughed.

Yan Wu looked at Ding Qing and felt like the male protagonist in a cartoon who was stunned when he saw the heroine smiling.

They didn't wake up until ten o'clock the next day.I wanted to go to Yung Kee, but I didn't make an appointment. Now there are too many people, so forget it.The two went downstairs slowly, and the front desk refunded the deposit to settle the bill. Ding Qing habitually took the bill, stunned for a moment, and looked at Yan Wu with a little regret: "I have no money."

Yan Wu nodded, took the bill and settled the bill.He cursed again, this hotel is so expensive.

But Ding Qing expressed great guilt for not paying for the house.Yan Wu didn't care, Ding Qing obviously had no money, and Yan Wu paid the fare when they came.But Young Master Ding, who is used to being big, felt humiliated. Everyone in the nightclubs he usually went to knew everyone, and he had never paid for it.

Yan Wu and Ding Qing randomly found a tea restaurant, which was a very common one on the street.Because Young Master Ding insisted on inviting Yan Wu to dinner, as if it was his last dignity.Yan Wu saw that Young Master Ding's face turned a little red, thinking that although Young Master Ding lived and died under the fence, his family was ruined, and he was used by many parties, he was not poor yet.

Although Ding Qing still didn't have any obvious emotional ups and downs, he did relax a lot with Yan Wu.After eating at the tea restaurant, they took the subway to Kowloon, slept in the station and turned back. They wanted to go to the park but stumbled onto the beach by mistake, and walked on the beach with the wind blowing.The two talked to each other casually, but they had a perfect understanding.

Yan Wu will talk about his strange experiences and customs in other places, and also mention the powerful bodyguards and lost comrades in arms.Ding Qing didn't ask which comrade in arms, didn't ask which war, but followed Yan Wu's train of thought, but when he was stuck, he lightly brought up the topic and pulled Yan Wu out.Yan Wu doesn't mind that Ding Qing knows his profession, because whether it's a gangster or a war mercenary, there are geographical restrictions.Especially the gangsters, where the soil and water are on one side and the society is the other. No matter how powerful the Ding family is, they will not be able to enter the battlefield.A mercenary army with strict standards, even though it fights wars, obeys social rules, and will never attack normal social people under the protection of an independent country with a sound legal system. They are terrorists; I won't mess around.

As for Ding Qing, all the things he talked about were irrelevant. He didn't mention a word about his own experience or the difficulties he faced, and Yan Wu didn't ask any questions.To be honest, Yan Wu admired Ding Qing's rigor.Unlike Yan Wu, the battlefield is the battlefield, and it is impossible for an orderly and lawful society to have that kind of war.Ding Qing's situation is much more complicated. People walk in the open, while ghosts watch in the dark.People's hearts are unpredictable, so be careful.But Yan Wu's feeling about Ding Qing was correct. Ding Qing did have surges in the still water, although Yan Wu didn't know, so he didn't ask.

After the walk, Ding Qing spent the last of his money on dinner, bowing his head shyly in his pocket.

Yan Wu looked at his wallet and decided to choose a cheap hotel.

Ding Qing agreed, and also said that in the future, he should make persistent efforts and sleep in ordinary family hotels in Hong Kong.

Ding Qing and Yan Wu spent three days, one morning they were lying on the bed watching TV, the entertainment news said that Liu Yao came back from watching the football in Malaysia, and was photographed intimate with a certain female star, Ding Qing's face turned pale Zhuang: "Are you back?" Then he turned to look at Yan Wu: "I'm going back."

Not in a discussing tone, Yan Wu nodded and stood up to pack his things.

Ding Qing grabbed his hand, lowered her head, hesitated for a long time and still didn't speak.

Ding Qing accompanied Yan Wu to clean up, and Yan Wu was going to fly to Chiang Mai.Yan Wu gave Ding Qing the taxi fare, but Ding Qing didn't want it, Yan Wu sighed: "Are you going back? There isn't even a bodyguard with you now."

Ding Qing hesitated for a long time to take the money, turned around and walked away with his head down, Yan Wu held him, pulled him closer, raised his hand to pinch Ding Qing's nose, squeezed, rubbed, turned over, Ding Qing I wanted to laugh a little, and was about to ask him what he was doing, when I heard Yan Wu say flatly, "Quit."

Ding Qing froze in place, startled for a long time.He opened his mouth to say something, but knowing he couldn't explain it, he finally nodded.

Ding Qing's nose was already bleeding, but it was still not healed, and there were scabs from burns in his nose.Yan Wu stroked the tip of Ding Qing's nose with his fingers, thinking it was a beautiful nose, he withdrew his hand and looked at him.

Ding Qing sniffed and raised his head: "Call me again next time. Call Luo Dafei."

Yan Wu looked at Ding Qing's eyes, wanted to say that he was just working to see, wanted to say that he would work in Africa in the future, wanted to say that he could not leave the Middle East, wanted to say that he was actually married, wanted to say that he had a child, wanted to Say that you have a terminal illness, and say everything you can to turn down the invitation.

But Yan Wu looked at Ding Qing's eyes, nodded, and added: "If possible."

Hearing Yan Wu's answer, Ding Qing's eyes lit up.

"Quit." Yan Wu persuaded himself.