The Elegant Corpse

Yam has beautiful, moist black eyes that shine brightly when he smiles. "Ask anything, Sean."

"Is it Jay? I mean, how do I do it?"

"Mr. Jay won't fight himself, but he will use other people's body to swing the whip," Liam said. "He is the real Lord." When he said the word "lord", he lowered his voice, His tone trembled.

Roger and Jay's voices came from outside.Liam tilted his head at the sound. "There aren't many people like them left," he said.

As the noise outside grew louder, Jay and Roger returned to the greenhouse.Roger immediately looked at Sean without looking away.

Funny, thought Sean, he felt empowered now.

Roger set up a small table next to Jay's wheelchair with a few glasses of wine.He handed each a glass of dark sherry.

Jay raises his glass. "Respect old friends."

Roger and Sean looked at each other, as if looking for something.Sean smiled reassuringly and raised his glass.To Pete, to Patrick.To Gary, and to those charming smiles and young faces that flashed in their minds successively, they looked back at the Prime Minister, and finally turned into green smoke and dissipated at the end of a corridor covered with white tiles.

"To the new friends too," said Jay.Then they gulp it down.

Liam got up and Roger took his seat.He put one hand on Sean's lap and waited for Jay and Liam to leave before speaking.

"They kept us for supper."

"They're so nice. What do you say?"

"I said I want to ask you what you mean."

Sean raised an eyebrow.Roger rubbed his ankle with his thumb, looking like a teenager.

"You know, I love you." Sean said softly, and was very satisfied with Roger's expression at the moment.

"I know."

"I still want to go home. I'm tired and want to be alone with you. But do you want to talk to a friend?"

"I'm just like you," Roger said, getting up, "I'll go and pack your things, and then we'll go back."

* * *

"Good afternoon, Marianne." Sean strolled over to her desk.He glanced at the empty desk across from her with a questioning look on his face.

"He'll be right back," said Marianne, looking the man up and down in admiration.Sean was wearing crisp jeans and a white shirt, everything was simple except for the black leather collar that showed through the open neckline.For some reason, he looked younger.Maybe it's the hairstyle, or maybe it's his clear eyes.There was an air of peace around him.

"Roger told me you were engaged to Billy?"

Marianne raised her hand to show the small diamond ring.The ring looked beautiful and elegant on her slender finger. "Stupid men," Marianne said lovingly. "I don't feel comfortable if I don't leave some marks on you."

"That's right." Sean said, stroking the black collar around his neck.

Just then he saw Roger across the room and walked towards him.

-The End-