Amorous Short Stories

I don't know how long I slept and woke up.Yan Wu was still watching TV, and it was still the same TV series.The lights were turned off, and the sound of the TV was turned down to a very low level. Ding Qing had a small pillow behind his head and a thin blanket covering his body, and his legs stretched out after falling asleep, kicked around and were put on by Yan Wu. on his own leg.This is what Ding Qing saw when he woke up. Yan Wu's face was flickered by the fluorescent light on the TV, and he looked unprepared.

Ding Qing didn't speak, just stared at him, dark moss growing in his heart, accompanied by a physiological reaction.His eyes became more and more enthusiastic, but he didn't take any action, and his thoughts gradually became evil, like a monster hiding in dirty water. In the dark night, he saw the angel in his heart bathing and changing clothes, and then floated up from the water, revealing a pair of bloody greedy eyes. Want to drag him down the mire, want him to care, want him to hurt and cry, want him to beg for mercy and have nowhere to go, want to fuck him.

Sensing Ding Qing's gaze, Yan Wu turned his head to look at him with a smile: "Are you awake?".

The sun was shining on Ding Qing on the spot, the filth in his heart was gone, the monster was reborn in an instant, and he froze in place, turning him into a human being, benevolence, righteousness, courtesy and wisdom came back to his heart, and he wanted to hug him, eat and chat with him, and go to a distant place with him Wandering, I want to lie lazily with him for a day, I want to see him smile, I want to see him proud and happy, I want to love him.

Ding Qing is not a monster, and Yan Wu is not an angel.At this moment, as long as he wants it, he can still get it.

So he crawled over and kissed Yan Wu, aggressively, touched up with one hand, stopped on the neck to add gravity, and pinched Yan Wu's chin, making him look up.Yan Wu opened his mouth very cooperatively, and Ren Dingqing displayed his skills.Ding Qing's grasp of sucking and biting is just right, silently thinking that Yan Wuzong has dewy love affairs everywhere, but he is really not a good lover, at least his kissing skills are ordinary.Yan Wu slightly pushed Ding Qing away: "Come here." After speaking, he stood up and walked towards the bed.

Ding Qing jumped up and followed, turned off the TV, and took off his shirt as he walked.When Yan Wu reached the foot of the bed, he turned around, met Ding Qing with bright eyes, and stretched out his hand to undress Yan Wu.Taking off his shirt, Yan Wu was about to lie down on the bed, but was stopped by Ding Qing, who insisted on stripping Yan Wu clean, and then pushed Yan Wu lightly, letting Yan Wu fall on the bed. Painted on a blue bed.Ding Qing looked down at him, then stepped on the floor lamp.

The light was not bright, it was a faint orange, hitting the foot of the bed, the increase in brightness stimulated Yan Wu's shame, he closed his eyes.

Ding Qing got the order.

He leaned forward and kissed Yan Wu's closed eyes, failed to open the kiss, and went all the way down, causing a flush everywhere he went, accompanied by his master's gradually uncontrollable panting, Ding Qing saw a shudder as he wished, indicating that he had reached the critical point zone.Yan Wu's head was raised upwards, and Ding Qing could only see a part of his neck, so Ding Qing stared at the roll of his Adam's apple, like a climber looking up at a peak.

Yan Wu trembled, and raised his head vigorously, like a drowning person landing on the shore, and let out a long and sticky sound, the part of his neck was stretched and exposed to Ding Qing's eyes.Ding Qing climbed over, biting his Adam's apple as if he had waited for a long time.

Yan Wu let out a muffled snort, never opening his eyes, following Ding Qing's rhythm, his voice broke.

Ding Qing leaned into his ear and said to him, "Look at me."

Ding Qing has always been silent in this matter, working hard, accompanied by these two words, it is too exciting for Yan Wu.Ding Qing watched Yan Wu turn his head slowly, his eyelashes trembling, and his eyes slowly opened. Today's autumn wind was rippling in his pupils, his face was flushed, his whole body was crimson, wrapped in orange light, and fell into the blue bed.Ding Qing felt that his heart wanted to jump out, to show his love and loyalty to the man under him.Ding Qing swallowed her heart, used her lower body to do it for her, suddenly increased her speed, grabbed Yan Wu's arm to lift him up, and half sat on her body.Yan Wu's arms wrapped around Ding Qing's neck, and he bumped up.

Yan Wu's mind is mixed, like floating on the sea, and like lying in the field looking at the sky, as if the nervous system has become concrete, being pulled out to tease and torture.First, use fire to burn away all reason.Go through the current again and shake off all troubles.The last kiss directly exploded in the skull.

Ding Qing hugged Yan Wu's waist, listening to him sing in his ears, using his variations, when the final note was reached, Yan Wu relaxed in his arms, Ding Qing put him on the bed, rushed to the At the breaking point, he disarmed and surrendered, and exploded in love, melting on Yan Wu's body.

After tossing until two or three o'clock, Ding Qing turned off the light, and the two of them fell into a drowsy sleep.

Yan Wu always sleeps lightly, but when he wakes up in a daze, he sees Ding Qing sitting cross-legged at the foot of the bed, with his back bare, hunched over, wearing a pair of shorts, staring out the window, listening to the sound of rain.The night scene has removed its make-up, revealing the gloomy sky, leaving only a beam of light sent by a landmark building from a distance, which is too faint to illuminate Ding Qing who is sinking in his thoughts.

Yan Wu stepped on Ding Qing's waist lightly with his foot, and the latter turned his head immediately: "Did I wake you up?" After speaking, he crawled over and got under the quilt, wrapping his cold arms around Yan Wu.

"No. Why don't you go to sleep?" Yan Wu was still awake, turned his head and glanced at the electronic clock on the bedside table, it was five o'clock.

"I've been having nightmares lately." Ding Qing's breath sprayed on his neck.

Yan Wu came to his senses, tilted his head and looked at Ding Qing's head, Ding Qing's hair had grown.Yan Wu thought for a while, and finally said: "I put the spare key in the box on the shoe cabinet, you can live there if...you need it." Yan Wu intuitively felt that Ding Qing might need a place that is not subject to surveillance.

Ding Qing didn't answer this sentence, and the voice came muffled: "Have you ever been afraid?"

Yan Wu thought for a while: "What are you afraid of?"

Ding Qing didn't answer for a long time, and only after a while did he reply: "I'm afraid of losing. What about you?"

"I'm not afraid of losing, I've lost before." Yan Wu laughed.

Ding Qing looked at his smiling face, but didn't make a sound.

Yan Wu's smile gradually faded away, he paused for a long time, and suddenly said: "Ding Qing, you may find some things boring if I say them now, but I am like this, and I am not a positive, pure and optimistic person. People, so you probably don’t want to hear what you say.”

Ding Qing smiled: "Is it because you are not purely optimistic, or is it because you are older?"

Yan Wu curled his lips and accepted the ridicule: "Half and half."

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Okay."

Ding Qing opened a distance: "What was it like when you were 20 years old? Are you afraid? Is there a time when you obviously worked hard and did a lot of things but God didn't do what you wanted? Why do some things happen to me? What about my body? How can I be strong? Does reading books work, the inspirational ones? Some people in the books look so fucking awesome, calm and calm, and seem to be very cool, how did they do it?"

Yan Wu was stunned, he didn't expect Ding Qing to have so many problems, but after thinking about it carefully, it didn't seem to be a problem.

"Ding Qing, uh..." Yan Wu rubbed his eyebrows, "In fact, I have never been able to become the so-called 'master of life'. I have never been very calm in almost every age group of my own. But I'm sure you'll do well because you've been working hard to prepare.

However, adults must always understand that some things are not something that should be done without hard work.As for the feeling of some books you mentioned, it is probably like this.The author gives the character a setting, which is similar to ordinary people, or even worse than ordinary people. The setting is in a basin, with little interaction with the outside world, and then vertically pulls his moral height or achievements by 3000 meters to build a mountain of great men , also preached that he was just a 'living hero'.He is not, he is the author's self-incarnation, who wants to write inspirational but has poor writing skills and writes God.Fantasizing about this kind of character, breaking the growth background, being brave, strong, kind from beginning to end, doing the right thing, and doing it successfully, using my own thin thinking to outline the character, it is simply a large-scale obscenity scene, it is a higher level, more Unsightly obscenity, in order to seduce readers.Those who wrote it and those who read it were just for excitement, and no one took it seriously.But it doesn't matter, the more you see, the more you can tell the difference.

As for the inspiration you want, it is a matter of a moment. In a day, you spend one hour full of chicken blood, two hours into action, and the remaining 21 hours still have to be calm.Ding Qing, this is not the comic book you read, hold back a big move and fight to solve the problem.Patience is inevitable when there is no result, but it may be that inspirational things can give you strength intermittently. Drinking some chicken soup every now and then will not nourish the brain, but only nourish the sensitive heart.Instead of filling you with chicken soup, you might as well take it lightly. After all, if you look at chicken soup after failure, it is very easy to become toxic and go in another direction.

It's already very good, I am very envious, the people who are working hard and those who are on the road are much better than me.I was pushed away most of the time, partly because I didn't want to think about it, and partly because I couldn't fight back.When I was 20 years old, I was worried about gains and losses, self-censored, the normality of a serious and sensitive person, I am like this, it doesn't help the reality, but I really can't control my anxious nerves and eager for success.Besides, when I was young, few people were willing to guide my life, and I didn't know what was the most right thing.For those who have been used to multiple-choice questions for a long time, life is a subjective question is very difficult.I knew it clearly at that time, but what can I do, what should I do with myself, I have to slowly get better.

So no book can comfort you, because you are better than what is written in the book, and you are more valuable than the heroes in the book, because you are anxious, confused, and living. "

Ding Qing looked at him with a smile: "Teacher Yan is tireless in teaching."

Yan Wu reached out for a cigarette and rolled his eyes: "I'm almost forty..."

"Isn't it 33?" Ding Qing remembered the information he had checked.

"Is there a difference?" Yan Wu looked at him.

Ding Qing shrugged and relaxed: "Have you ever been in love?"

Yan Wu didn't really want to answer this question. The kid was inexplicably curious and jealous, so he answered after thinking about it: "No."

"Right, I'll just say it." Ding Qing looked at him teasingly, "Mr. Yan, you don't know how to say anything flirtatious."

Yan Wu didn't want to anymore. When he was with Ding Qing before, Ding Qing would come over and say "I like you". Just casually answer him "I like you too".Who can't serve a straight ball.

Ding Qing looked at him: "For example, are you the kind of person who never said 'I like you' or 'I miss you', or did you just never tell me?"

"...I shouldn't have said anything." Yan Wu thought for a while, then waved his hand impatiently, "Is it important? Is it necessary to talk about this kind of thing?"

Ding Qing reassured him: "No, it just depends on the person. But," Ding Qing approached with a good attitude, "Just for you. I think, the feelings will not fade with the words. "

Yan Wu turned his head: "Let's talk about it when you are still full of love when you are thirty."

Ding Qing raised his hands to surrender, cautiously: "Okay, let's not talk about it. Can you borrow a cigarette?"

Yan Wu handed him a cigarette, lit it, and told him: "Don't get off the bed."

Ding Qing happily exhaled a smoke ring and looked at him with a smile: "Okay."

Then he looked at Yan Wu very seriously: "Student Yan Wu, you can't take so long to find me next time. Are you so busy with work?"

Yan Wu was a little funny: "Well...not too busy. I basically retired."

Ding Qing hesitated for a moment, and asked him: "What did you come to my house for at that time?"

Yan Wu carefully considered his choice of words, the most important thing was whether he wanted to tell the truth or not: "Hmm...Assassination."

"It didn't work?"

"No."

"Why?" Ding Qing wanted to know the answer very much.

Yan Wu's throat was a little dry, he swallowed, turned his head to look at Ding Qing, and then turned back, with a calm expression: "Because after all, I prostituted you."

Ding Qing looked at him and nodded slightly.Yan Wu was a little uneasy, wondering if he should tell the truth and bring back bad memories of this child.

But Ding Qing didn't fluctuate much, and asked him curiously, "Then what are you doing now?"

Yan Wu breathed out: "Private investigations, such as patting politicians' mistresses or something."

Ding Qing looked at him with a smile: "Is it dangerous?"

"Been scratched..." Yan Wu was a little aggrieved, mainly because he ran too slowly that day.

"You are injured, do you want to change your medicine now?"

"No, it's not a serious injury. It's a small accident." Yan Wu was a little sleepy.

"Why don't you find an easy job after retirement?" Ding Qing asked him.

Yan Wu wanted to tease the children again, pretending to be serious: "Career transition is very difficult, making money is very hard, Master Ding."

"Then you still buy so many vegetables." Ding Qing's focus was as biased as ever, and then he worried with Yan Wu, after all, Master Ding would not make money, "Then what should I do?"

Yan Wu held back his laughter, smoked a cigarette, crossed his legs, his legs were still shaking, and muttered like a fortune teller: "It's okay, times come and go, business has improved recently, and the price for catching rape is very high."

Ding Qing pressed his knees: "Yes, let's take me for example. I'm not in good condition. Look at the clothes I'm wearing now. And I have to wear a set for a long time. I was really poor a while ago. I still often take the subway. However, it will get better slowly, and I don’t have money to spend now.”

Speaking of this, Yan Wu was a little curious: "Where did you get stuck?"

"My mother gave it to me."

Yan Wu didn't speak. Young Master Ding had a very strange and unique understanding of money. The words just now aroused Yan Wu's desire to complain from many angles, but he didn't know where to start, so Yan Wu didn't speak.

Ding Qing coughed twice, and Yan Wu stared at him. If you quit drugs, it is best not to smoke: "You quit smoking."

Ding Qing acted coquettishly with a little youthful air: "Then you quit with me, otherwise I won't be able to persist."

Yan Wu was a little helpless: "How can I accompany you?"

Ding Qing looked pitifully.

"Okay, okay, let's quit together, let's start now." Yan Wu said that he was about to put out his cigarette, but the ashtray was on the dining table far away, so Yan Wu took the cigarette and pressed it into the palm of his other hand, but he didn't. When Ding Qing stretched out his hand to his own, Ding Qing was scalded, and with a hiss, Yan Wu immediately became angry: "What are you doing!" He turned around nervously and took out two pieces of paper for Ding Qing to wipe. hand.

Ding Qing looked at him and said nothing.He just subconsciously wanted to block it for him. Seeing that Yan Wu was really angry, he leaned over with a shy face: "It's okay, it's really okay. Would you brag twice?"

Yan Wu didn't get angry anymore, he looked up at him, got out of bed and got an ashtray, took out the cigarette from Ding Qing's mouth and pressed it out.After looking at Ding Qing for a while, he kissed him on the cheek, seeing Ding Qing overjoyed and lowering his head shyly, Yan Wu shook his head silently.

Ding Qing lay flat, planning the itinerary for the next day with great interest: "Let's go to the store in the morning and bet on the horses in the afternoon. Don't look at me like this. You are so good at gambling, how can I not see it?"

Ding Qing woke up at ten o'clock and saw that Yan Wu was still sleeping, so he gently lifted the quilt out and went to find water with bare feet.The weather was a bit cold, and it was raining outside, Yan Wu's alarm clock played "Tears in Hea?" ven”, Ding Qing went to press it, opened the refrigerator, and saw a half-can of milk locally produced in Hong Kong, and suddenly wanted to go home, but there was no home to go back to, staring at it for a while.Milk is a very interesting thing. Convenience stores in different places may buy similar things, especially things with uniform prices around the world. However, there are different brands of milk in different places. This is the first thing Ding Qing noticed when he came to Hong Kong thing.

Winter in Hong Kong comes too late, and autumn is delayed by two months.He is sitting at the dining table, facing the sky outside the window, drinking milk, and his memory is not very good. The previous life seems to be a matter of the previous life. After thinking about it, he can’t remember the feelings clearly, but maybe the wind in the world is the same, otherwise Why is this scene exactly the same as a certain scene at a certain moment.Ding Qing turned his head to look at Yan Wu, and he felt better. After a while, Yan Wu would wake up and talk to himself. He is a control freak, innocent old hooligan, born and arrogant, and has a big temper. He patted his head when he was happy. He stared twice when he was unhappy, but he couldn't hide his smile no matter what.Ding Qing lowered his head and smiled, sinking into a rare sense of peace

The itinerary did not go to one, and it was raining heavily.The rainy day was perfect for sleep, Ding Qing ran back again, they slept on the bed a little faster, they were really hungry, got up and ate Yan-style rice bowl again, Yan Wu said that he could only cook one kind of rice, it turned out to be true yes.

But Yan Wu still fulfilled his desire for a small gamble. The two of them, with a deck of cards, played all afternoon to catch bamboo poles. Ding Qing was very eager for the bet that the loser would take off his clothes, but Yan Wu insisted on gambling. In the end, Ding Qing wrote more than a dozen IOUs to Yan Wu.Yan Wu triumphantly put the IOU into his arms, and even kissed it, which made Ding Qing's heart itch.

While washing the dishes, Ding Qing chatted with Yan Wu, who was watching Korean dramas: "Didn't you ask me to read poetry? The biggest feeling I get from reading poetry is that they really pay attention to efficiency, and there is no nonsense."

Yan Wu was almost amused by this sentence, and held back: "What else?"

"There is also the technique of focusing on the scene."

Yan Wu was a little surprised: "Are you really still reading poetry?"

"Read." Ding Qing laughed brightly, "I read you in the poem."

Yan Wu tilted his head, and sure enough, he still couldn't catch the straight ball.

The author has something to say: crippledchapter