Religious Faith

The more I think about it, the more aggrieved I feel, thinking about the many things I have done for her... Even if she doesn't like me and doesn't accept me, why does she have to play me like this?

He sat across from me, looking at me, frowning slightly."Are you drinking?" he asked.

I said, "Drink."

He took out an ice-cold can of beer from the refrigerator and threw it to me. After I pulled it away, I drank it violently, and my throat was immediately tightened by the ice.He frowned again and said, "Oh, drink it slowly, and no one will grab it from you." Then he helped me straighten my back.

I seemed to have said a lot that night, and I don’t remember what I said in a mess... Finally, I lay on his shoulder and cried.He could only comfort me while drinking.

In the end I stopped crying, and I stared at him with red eyes, distraught and indignant.

……

He glanced at what I was writing and said, "It's not that I'm distraught, it's just that I'm stupid."

Me: "Are you the author or am I the author!"

He: "You are what you are. I will wait for you to become famous and then do odd jobs for you, and I will translate it into English to help you open up the international market."

I:"……"

He smiled slightly, and went back to work.

In fact, when I met him, this is what I like to say at the beginning and the end. I really want to escape in the middle, but I know that I can't.

Well, let's talk about novels, about novels.

……

I wasn't too drunk at the time, and I still remember that we were on the floor, and he was sitting by the wall, leaning against the wall, with his long, straight legs lightly overlapping each other, very casually.I knelt beside him and looked at him eagerly.

Alcohol was sprayed in each other's faces with breath, none of us were drunk, and through the alcohol and the night, something called hormones lingered around us.We were breathing more and more and I never knew he was so good looking.

Beast I desire invaded rationality, I was hardened.

So is he.

Lonely and widowed, I don't know why, but there was an impulse at that time.It's sickening to me to see it a long time later, but I like to think back to when I was with him.

I was still nervous and a little embarrassed.Our two guns just stood up like this.

He looked at me with lust in his deep black eyes.He squirmed his Adam's apple, I've never found a man can be so sexy.

I called him: "Old...teacher..."

He looked at me, took a deep breath, and asked me, "Are you afraid?"

I said: "Don't be afraid..."

At the age of 17, he was impulsive. He leaned over and hugged me. It smelled like wine, but I thought it smelled good.

He is good looking and I like him.

He touched me all over and rubbed the two cherries, I just wanted to scream.

Very itchy, numb.

His other hand was already in.

I have only seen men and women, I was very excited when he touched me, but I don't know what to do between men.

It was still winter at that time, it was snowing heavily outside, and the street lights were all turned off.

Although there is heating at home, it is usually cold without clothes, but we were all very hot that day.

I leaned in his arms, he leaned forward slowly, and then I cooperated with him and got down on the ground.

It's purple-red, very big, just go in like that.

He is very ruthless, not at all what he usually looks like.

Really, it hurts.But it feels wonderful, crisp and numb.

The floor is hard, plus it hurts even more.

I pressed my hands to the ground, trying to catch his rhythm.

I didn't know he could be so wild, I kind of regretted it, I asked him to stop, he just moved my head, kissed, stopped, but didn't come out.

It still hurts.

It hurt, and it was hot.

He kissed me, then rolled over with me in his arms, lying on his side.

But still not coming out.

The first time he called me that, he put his lips on the back of my head, and said, "Chengcheng."

We were all out of breath, he gasped and said, "Chengcheng."

Men and men can be addicted, so it's impossible to quit.

And then again, for a long, long time.I felt like the back was going to split, it was burning and painful.

I begged him to stop, his eyes were dark and deep.So he is a drug, and I can't quit.

I said, "Fuck me!"

I said, "Jinze, you fucked me to death, go ahead."

Two young bodies, both at the best age and in the best condition for each other, doing that not very mysterious but very exciting thing.

My Li Jinze.

My Li Jinze.

Later I lay on top of him and he held mine.

Feeling sore and uncomfortable, his hand twitched, and a slightly white thing came out.

Later, when I moved my legs, something seemed to flow out from behind.

The air is smoky, smelling the same smell as before.

I said, "Li Jinze, I'm in pain."

He said, "Come on, wash up, and go to sleep."

I said I couldn't get up, and he helped me. My legs were weak when I stood up.

I lay on top of him like I was dead, and he took a bath for me, and carried me to the bed after washing.

When I passed the floor, I saw the traces of our crossing, and I couldn't tell whose it was.

He packed everything up and lay down next to me.

In the middle of the night, I didn't fall asleep much. I touched the back, and it should be swollen.

Li Jinze didn't sleep either.

I called him: "Li Jinze."

"Huh?" he said softly.

I asked him, "Do you love me?"

After a few seconds, he said, "Love."

I said, "Let's stay together."

He said, "Okay."

However, then I really felt lucky because my first gave it to him.

Later, I was also short of money, because I was chased by others because of my debts, and then...hehe.

I've done it with a lot of people, hehe, it's not a glorious thing, and it's not worth bragging about.But I'm really proficient in many tricks that ordinary people can't do, because they are all fucking perverts.

Let’s talk about the distance again, let’s talk about the years when I was a student.

Uh, in fact, it's not been a few years, haha!

In school, there is a teacher as a target, which is equivalent to a game that has been opened and hung up.

For example, when I couldn't get out of bed the next day, my dear teacher Li gave me a day off with a big wave of his hand. When I came back, I stewed fish and fried meat, stewed a pot of rice and sprinkled dates.

I said with emotion: "Mr. Li, do you think we are very exciting now?"

He smiled: "There are more exciting things."

I wonder if he still has to come tonight, he said quietly: "The exam the day after tomorrow."

"Huh?" I bounced it up, then fell back down, I really hate exams, I'm a fucking scumbag!

He didn't take it seriously: "What are you afraid of? If you don't do well in the exam, I won't say anything about you."

I asked, "Then what if my mother asks about the grades?"

He said, "Can I change your report card again?"

me?"

Your head teacher, a very handsome head teacher, is with you. He helps you wash and cook, and also helps you change your grades, cheating your parents, isn't it fun? ! !

And from now on, if you skip class, someone will help you.

It's so cool!

But he said again: "But if you really want to go to university, then you have to study hard. After all, I can't control you in the college entrance examination."

I said: "Okay."

But you know, later he gave me make-up lessons, and then, and then there was no more. .

At night he asked me to roll over, but I quit, because the back still hurts, I think it must be broken.

He insisted on flipping it over for me, first wiped the backside clean, and then applied something refreshing and cool.

It is applied with the tip of the tongue.

None of us felt gross at all.

It's very comfortable, it's soft and cool when you enter it, and it's much better immediately.

But unfortunately, I was hard.

Later someone encountered the same thing, my friend, call him Heizi, I will mention him later.He said: "Damn, is this still called misfortune? Is it not hard to be unlucky?"

OK, I'm lucky.

We hug each other to sleep at night, but this is not a good way, because we can't fall asleep anyway.He smelled of body wash after taking a shower, and he was in such a good shape that it was comfortable to hold him.

I never grew up with him. At that time, I was about 1.72, and I was quite thin.Now I can have 1.77, because I went out to work for a while, so I grew up crazy.He's 1.84, on the skinny side, but in good shape.Now they are all in their thirties and have not gained any fat.

Yeah, it's been six years now.

He said, "Sincerely."

I said, "Jinze."

He said, "Don't be afraid, it's nothing."

I said, "I'm not afraid, it's fine."

He asked, "Are you still going to school tomorrow?"

I said, "Come on, I want to listen to your lecture."

He came over and hugged me from behind, from the outer side of my thigh to the inner side, and he said, "Are you still going to class?"

Me: "Yes, I will listen to you."

He laughed twice, muffled and nasal.He kissed the back of my ear and said, "Chengcheng, good night."

He likes to call me Chengcheng, but I don't know what to call him.I also called him Zeze, but he gave him a stare as soon as he opened his mouth, and then I obediently shut up. From then on, I called him Jinze or Mr. Li.Or Teacher Li Jinze~