Knight's Love Letter

He insisted on not letting me take it, threw the study back to his room and ran away by himself.

It's like trying to hide from me.

He was not like this before, he called me "brother" very enthusiastically when we met, and he also liked to chat with me. When I first met him, he was very quiet. I thought he was not very talkative like me, but later I got to know him It was only later that I found out that he was a bit talkative.

I'm really looking forward to seeing him, especially since I started talking about marriage with his sister later, and I treat him like a half brother.I feel like he should still be waiting to see me.

Unexpectedly, now that we have really become a "family", he actually has a bit of a relationship with me.

A child of this age must not be able to figure it out after guessing and guessing.

I didn't understand what his sister was thinking.

Unknowingly, more than a month has passed since we got married. We all returned to work and started working normally. After the wedding leave, she took on a very important case. I was busy taking care of my mother, and I hardly saw each other for more than ten days.

My patience has also run out.

So when she said "I'm sorry, I can't help it" to me, I was really speechless.

I have always thought that she is a very decisive person. Maybe when a woman faces feelings, the rational side of her thinking will temporarily go dormant?

I said, "Let's get a divorce."

But she said: "Can we not leave for the time being? We have been married for too short a time, and we will separate so soon. It will not have any good influence in the unit, especially for you. You are going to become a full-time major recently? It is said that the other A deputy department squeezed away to get in? Divorcing now won't do you any good."

I was a little surprised, I didn't tell her about this, although we are in the same system, but the place of work and the content of the work are very different, it is unlikely that our affairs will be easily spread to the grass-roots courts.Did she come back to talk to me just to find out?

She added: "At present, you probably don't have any other marriage partners. If you have one in the future, I won't bother you. If you divorce too soon, I won't be able to explain to my family. You know, our fringe relationship, It's impossible to tell the family."

I disapproved: "If I were you, I wouldn't hide it."

She looked at me and said, "You're saying things like that because you're not me."

She thinks I don't have a backache when I stand and talk, and I don't want to argue with her about it, it's meaningless.

She also stopped talking about this, and changed her words: "Take it as an agreement to get married, only temporarily, so that your work will not be affected. If we separate in the future, I can find a relationship with my family and find out that my personality is not compatible. Confession."

In fact, what she said is not unreasonable, but this kind of tone of deal still makes me very uncomfortable.

I will marry her, and of course I really like her more or less.

During the time we have been together in the past, I probably understand that she is a person with some ego, but it is normal for a beautiful woman to have this kind of problem, not to mention that she is very good most of the time, almost the one I want to marry. types.

After thinking about it, I said to her, "Okay."

Why do you say yes?

I have a subtle idea, since she wants to stay married to me, she will always act like that, and tell the outside world that I am her husband, and she will come back to live with me every day to save face.

According to her character, even if it is a fraudulent marriage, she will not find someone who is completely unfavorable to cheat.

She also said before that she is not strictly gay.

I have a hunch that the person who will regret this agreed marriage in the future is definitely not me.

What's more, a stable marriage is indeed good for my career, and if I want to meet another person I want to marry, at least it will take a long time. I am not too easy to be tempted by women.

The Spring Festival will be soon, and spring will come after the festival. Spring always goes by much faster than other seasons, and it feels like half a year in the blink of an eye.

My parents hid from the sandstorm and went back to the Northeast. No one looked at me and I was more free. I didn't want to go back to that house at night, so I went back to my parents' house, where Wang Jin lived by himself.

My younger brother is a surgical white coat who doesn't want to get married or have children. He doesn't want to marry a wife himself, and he doesn't like me to obey my parents' wishes to get married. Now he sees me coming here all day, and he doesn't ask anything. , the teasing of "I just said that getting married will end well" was naked in his eyes.

Wang Chao, who was in the first year of high school, was still fighting and making trouble all day long, and he had to be beaten up by me to be honest for a few days.

In the same high school as him, my brother-in-law is finally going to take the college entrance examination.

But he only took the exam and went for a formality.His sister told me that he doesn't want to stay here to study in university, and he has already received a notice from outside, and he will leave at the end of August.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that this was someone else's younger brother, and when I saw Wang Chao sprawled on the bed, not waking up until twelve o'clock, I felt that I really couldn't beat him.

On the day my brother-in-law left, the whole family went to see him off, his parents, his sister, and me, my brother-in-law.

His eyes were red all the time, but he never let the tears fall. It was pitiful to see that little one.

My thoughts at that time were very simple and pure, and I never thought that this meeting would be our last simple and pure meeting.

He left at the end of August. One day at the end of October, when I was packing my things at home, I accidentally found a machine-printed invoice from the hotel. It wasn't mine, it was hers.

The time is the afternoon of the previous few days, and the amount should be the consumption of ordinary rooms.

Although I have never done this kind of thing, I have seen a lot of it. Thinking about it, I know what I can do when I open a room in broad daylight, so I won’t be sleepy and tired and want to sleep.

For such a long time, I have always known that she is still in touch with that woman. Her mobile phone has a special ringtone for incoming calls. As long as the ringtone rings, she avoids me to answer the call.

But if you know it, you know it. I didn't expect that two women need to have a room when they are in a relationship.

I'm a little curious, what's the point of facing someone with the exact same physical structure as me?

I was also bored, so I searched the Internet casually, wanting to see how homosexuals think about their own deformity.

I clicked on the first gay website that came out of the search engine, and flipped through it casually. Most of the lesbians are quite pure, there are no very explicit words, and most of them are still talking about feelings.

Gay men are different. The scale of the photos posted is very large, and the forum chats are all about flirting with each other or directly leaving their contact information.

I flipped through it casually, and couldn't accept it, couldn't understand it, and when I was about to close it, a picture suddenly flashed into my eyes.

Why does this person look so much like my brother-in-law?

Which gay man stole his picture and pretended to be himself?

Move the mouse and poke the avatar into it. It is the blog of this person. His personal information shows that he is in France. He is 20 years old. There are not only a photo of the avatar in the album, but also more than a dozen photos, including selfies, and half-length or full-body photos of going out to play. , are all recent photos of him, he is taller and thinner, and his hair is a little longer than when he left.

If this is a stolen picture, it is too timely.

But... is he gay too? !How could such a well-behaved child have such a deviant orientation?

I was so surprised, I glanced at his blog in a hurry, and the familiarity between the lines, a little thoughtful, and a little coquettish, really is him.

What kind of gene is this in their family?Why are the older sister and younger brother unwilling to take the usual path?

I kept this matter in my mind for a few days, and I always felt very awkward.

I haven't told his sister, maybe they both know about each other?

However, my sister and I are getting more and more speechless now, and we don’t talk more than ten words a week. Besides being busy with work, she also takes care of her girlfriend’s thoughts, and she doesn’t even come home late.I also often go to stay with Wang Jin. The two brothers play ball for a while, drink two cups, and sleep separately.He doesn't have a partner, and he doesn't plan to talk about it. Both of us are lonely, so it doesn't matter.

The unit is recruiting, a little girl has just graduated from university, she looks good, but she doesn’t work hard, and she stays with me all day when she has nothing to do. I know what she means, but I annoy her, everyone knows I'm married, what do you think you are an unmarried girl?

Sooner or later I'll have to marry another woman, but this one can't be like this.

My brother-in-law is gay. After thinking about it and thinking about it, I still find it really weird.

He looks very good-looking, his facial features are very similar to his sister, and he is tall and thin, with slender legs. He is just like the Prince Charming in those shoujo comics. He must be very popular with girls, why not? Thinking about falling in love with men?

I couldn't figure it out, so I clicked on his blog again.

He is quite popular on this website. There are many comments under every photo and every blog post. In addition to the particularly obscene and obscene words, there are also some literary youths discussing life and love with him, which makes my skin crawl. land.

But he hardly replied to those comments, he talked to himself, and ignored those people, the wretched literary ones, the handsome ones and the ugly ones, all ignored.

He studied design there, and he has a good grasp of aesthetics. The photos are very handsome, not only the people, but also the layout and lighting are very good, which makes people feel that he is also very good.

He often blogs, every time it is just a few dozen, talking about what happened today, how he... was unlucky.

I know that he has poor self-care ability, and he doesn't even know how to use the washing machine at home. I taught him. At that time, I heard that he wanted to learn a major that requires hands-on clothing design. I felt incredible.His sister said that he also applied for other design majors but failed. Only this clothing school sent a notification letter. He could have waited, but he was in a hurry to leave.

After traveling so far across the ocean, he can't take care of himself well. He always accidentally cuts the fabric and is disgusted by the teacher. The rented house is a wooden staircase. There is a hole in the staircase. He can't remember it every time. I have to step on the ground, and my feet and ankles are stuck in it every time. The blood scab on it has not healed up several times. I am afraid it will leave a scar. He accidentally blew up the landlord’s microwave oven. After losing money , silently ate bread for half a month.

I saw the things he said in a nutshell, which was both funny and sad.

If it weren't for the frequent interspersed stories about his secret love in these random thoughts, I would have almost forgotten that my brother-in-law likes men.

He likes a man who is older than him. According to him, that man is handsome and attractive, and they usually get along quite happily, but this man is not gay, so he had to secretly fall in love with him, and he didn't dare to say it out.

He mentioned this person very frequently, so he should really like it.

But what is out of place with this gay website is that he never said anything related to sex.

Of course, I think that's normal, and if he used words like "big dick" and "fuck me" like those guys, I might feel like I've been cheated for a long time.

As for his liking for men, it's not a lie to me, and he never told me that he likes women.

I used to treat him like a child, but think about it, he is over 20 years old, he should be at the age of liking people, either women or men, I just hope he will not find a fool like his sister in the end Heterosexual marriage.

I put his blog into my favorites, and I click to read it when I have nothing to do.

He has a bad day every day, either here is not going well or there is not going well, but he is very interesting, and those unlucky things are very happy when he tells them. Every time I see him say these things, I can imagine him He was frowning but looked helpless and even burst into tears, but it didn't take long for him to continue to do what he should do with a smile on his face.

I look at the things he posted every day, and I feel that he doesn't seem to have gone so far, as if he is still very close to me, and the joys, sorrows, and joys are all vivid in front of me.

He is a little squeamish, a little hypocritical, very childish, but also very cute.

In fact, at this time, I have already discovered that my state is not quite right. I read a gay blog all day long, and I still enjoy watching it.

But it's hard for me not to watch it. I feel that something is missing if I don't look at it every day. If he doesn't update it, I also feel that there is something missing.

The breakthrough of things happened on Christmas Day.

We don't have a public holiday for this festival, and we still have to go to work as usual, but he does.

In the evening, before going to bed, I went to see what he was doing during the holidays. Yesterday he said that he had an appointment with his classmates to go skiing.

As a result, he got up late in the morning and missed the car, and was left alone.

Seeing this, I feel a little bit sad for him, that the festival will be spent alone.But he suddenly changed the subject, and the style of the entire blog post changed.

He couldn't go skiing, so he just slept on the bed, slept for most of the day, and dreamed about his crush.

In broad daylight, he had a dream.

This is the first time he has described his sexual fantasies, and compared to his previous vocabulary and expressions, it can be regarded as explicit.

He wrote in detail the process in which he dreamed that the person touched him and entered him.

Very erotic, but also very sad.

I was actually hardened by his 200-word description.

I rarely jerk off because there's not much material, and I don't often get that thrill.

By the time I came, I was in a bad mood.

Covering the computer screen is a recent half-length photo of him, wearing only a small vest, with his shoulder blades and collarbone exposed, very white and beautiful.

For the first time, I had a weird urge to rub the warm thing on his body.

He said that the straight guy he likes will never like him in his life, just because he also grew that thing.

He said that he is very afraid of pain, and he can't combine with the person he likes, so he hasn't done that kind of thing until now.

I thought, he is so white, maybe there is also a very light color, it should not be too big, and it should be very beautiful.

Fuck, just thinking about it, it's hard again.

This time I didn't want to smear the stuff on him so much, I wanted to cum in the one he said.

It's kind of scary that my first clear sexual fantasies turned out to be a little boy.

He is still my brother-in-law.

The next day, like a boy who fell in love for the first time, I went to see his blog again with joy.

The page shows "This page cannot be opened". I thought it was because the website needs to be updated, but other pages in the website are displayed normally.

I was very anxious and sent a message to the website administrator, who replied that the user had logged out.

It's another Spring Festival.

The day before the new year, my wife in name asked me if I was free tomorrow. Her brother was coming back and would be in Beijing tomorrow afternoon, so she couldn’t pick him up because of something else.

I could hardly help laughing, so I said, "Okay, I'll pick him up."

She said, "Thank you."

I said, "No need."

I should thank her, almost her whole family.

He was dressed in black, dragging a huge suitcase, and walked out from the exit, with a peaked cap on his head, but I recognized him at first sight.

I called him: "Qingqing, this way."

He followed the prestige and looked over, eyes full of surprise.

I smiled at him, I should look very calm, no one will know, what I want to do most now is to hug him, kiss him, and cry for him.

While I was thinking about these obscenities in my mind, he slowly walked over and said, "Brother-in-law."

I think I may be a little sick, even if he calls me "brother-in-law", I can imagine that he is seducing me.

I took him out of the airport. He was sitting in the co-pilot, keeping his head down and playing with his fingers. It may have been too long since he hadn't seen him, and he was a little rusty.

I racked my brains to come up with some interesting questions and asked him how he was doing.

He cherishes words like gold, and he is completely different from the small talker and the little guy on the Internet.

But I still think he's cute.

His hair has grown a lot, dyed a light chestnut color, which makes his complexion as white as jade, his chin is pointed, his face is small, and his eyes are big and beautiful.

Maybe he thought it was me who was asking him all the time, and finally he thought of being polite to me and asked, "Brother-in-law, how are you doing?"

I'm having a bad day, very bad.I said, "Not bad."

He said again: "Then...brother-in-law, is Wang Chao okay?"

Does he have nothing to say to me?I replied to him: "It's still the same, don't study, and cause trouble all day long."

He smiled suddenly: "Brother-in-law, do you still beat him up?"

I turned to look at him, and he lowered his head in embarrassment.

I didn't speak any more.

The "brother-in-law" he called out almost made me hard.

That night, he was going to stay overnight at my sister's and my home, and go back to their hometown tomorrow.

After he turned off the light, I took the blanket and went to the study room. There was a recliner there, which could last the night.

His sister didn't say anything, and just lay down to sleep by herself.

There is only one wall between the study room and the room where he sleeps. I sat on the recliner and looked at the wall. It is also distressing that the sound insulation is so good.

Did he sleep?You must be tired after flying all day.

I thought wildly for a while, and was about to lie down when I heard a slight knock on the door of the next room.

Are you going to the bathroom?

Thinking of him holding that slow piss, my nasal cavity suddenly became a little hot, and I was already on the path of perversion, and I couldn't turn back.

After a while, he still didn't come back, and there were no lights outside.

I couldn't hold back and stood up, and walked out lightly.

He stood in front of the French windows in the living room.

He didn't wear any clothes, only a pair of underwear. His waist and back were straight and smooth, his legs were straight and slender, and the only small buttock on his whole body covered by fabric was like a plump peach.

When I was distracted, I caught a slight sob in my ear.

He was crying, not because of the joy of returning home, but because of some reason that made him despair.

why?

The most likely answer can only be that he thought of his ideal person again.

There is a vine called jealousy that grows all over my heart.

The next day, I still sent him to the airport. He cried for a long time last night, maybe he was not happy in his dream, and he is still very depressed until now. He just responded listlessly when I spoke to him.

Saying goodbye at the entrance, I said, "Your sister and I went there in the second year of junior high school."

He lowered his gaze and said, "Well, see you then."

What else do I want to say, he has already picked up the suitcase and turned around to walk forward, with big steps and hurried steps.

For the next six years, he came back every Spring Festival, but he never made a transit in Beijing. He couldn't book a flight ticket to Beijing every time. There was no international airport in his hometown, so he had to choose other transit cities.

Every year, I only see him on the second day of the Spring Festival. In fact, I don't want to go to his house with his sister to lie to his parents, but I want to see him, and there is only this blatant opportunity.

He doesn't like me very much, and I don't know why, maybe it's because I married his favorite sister?We only meet once a year, and he seldom talks to me. The dependence that was occasionally revealed in front of me a long time ago is gone forever.

In six years, I only met six times.

Naturally, I miss him very much, because of the time difference, it is not convenient to use Internet tools, and the time he can play computer games online at night is already in the middle of the night in the East Eighth District.Sometimes I can't help but call or send emails to him, but he hasn't replied to the emails, and he is always perfunctory when talking to me on the phone, saying that he has something to do before he can say a few words.

Finally, when he came back to China to work and decided to stay in Beijing, I offered to let him live with my sister and me, but he refused me.

He doesn't like me, and maybe he doesn't even have any affection other than brother-in-law.

But I'm not worried, I can wait six years, what else can I wait for, I used to be beyond my reach, but now I'm by my side, I like him, so naturally there is a way to make him like me too.

After thinking about it, I offered to resign. Of course, the leader was taken aback and tried to stop me, so I explained the reason cryptically.

I am not afraid of being gossiped by others, whoever I like is my own business, if I can take responsibility for this liking, then there is no shame in it.

Resignation is complicated, there are many procedures to be handed over, and the process is lengthy and slow.

I was a little busy at the moment, and I didn't take care of him for a few days. When I finished the tasks at hand, a thunderbolt struck me directly.

He was standing by the side of the road, holding a bouquet of roses.

I drove slowly over, parked next to him, and looked up at him from the car.

He looked at me in panic, but I looked at the red rose in his hand and asked, "Qingqing, are you waiting for someone?"

He stammered: "It's not... um... It's... brother-in-law, why are you here?"

I said, "I'm passing by to do something, and I'm leaving."

I stepped on the gas and left, but my eyes were on the rearview mirror, and a man came out of the building behind him, and he handed the rose to the man.

I soon found out that the man was Yuan Rui, a model, and now he was turning to the entertainment industry, but the agency didn't pay much attention to him, and his development was not going well.

Yuan Rui is not popular enough, and there is no information about him in the encyclopedia. I still asked someone from the brokerage company to inquire about him, and he also studied in France.

I have a younger brother who I have known since I was a child who is also in the entertainment industry. Recently, he has been in the limelight and is so popular. I called him and asked him: "Liang Xi, I have a friend who has never been popular. He should be popular as soon as possible, and it’s better to be so popular that the announcements will continue, and he won’t have time to go to the toilet.”

He said: "Let him be on a reality show. Find a bigger TV station, but you have to spend some money. If it is not popular enough, it may not be used by others. Nowadays, TV stations can be picky. You look like me and my wife..."

Before I finished speaking, I hung up the phone of this showy wife and madman, showing off all day, it's really annoying.

I helped Yuan Rui get acquainted with the program director of the TV station. I originally wanted him to focus on his career that finally revived. Who knew that there were some twists and turns, but fortunately, the same result came to the same goal——

My brother-in-law is broken.

My resignation procedures were almost done, and I was in a state of combat readiness.

I have thought of several strategies, but each of them has risks. The biggest risk is naturally his sister. After being with her for several years, I have already understood her problems. She is too strong, her vision is too high, and her own conditions are not good enough Okay, so there is always a sense of superiority that the world should be trampled under her feet.

Divorce is necessary, but I have to pick the right time, and I can't let her know that the person I like is her brother so quickly.

It is also long-winded.

She went to her brother's place for dinner at night, came back after ten o'clock, and started to pack her things, saying that she was going on a business trip tomorrow and might come back in a week.

I didn't say anything, she seems to have a relationship problem with her girlfriend recently, that woman also found a man to marry two years ago, since then the two have quarreled from time to time, and even escalated into physical conflicts, sometimes she When I came back, I could see the scratches on her body. I thought it was for fun, but there were too many wounds. Fortunately, it was either scratching or scratching. Otherwise, people in their unit might think I was abusing her.

It's just in time for her to go on her business, and I can be quiet for two days, so let's pick a time by the way and start doing it.

Halloween is two days away.

I had dinner with my former colleague, and when I was leaving, I saw his car parked in the parking lot of this hotel. I thought about it and turned back.

The media group to which their magazine belongs really held a carnival dance here.

When I arrived at the entrance of the lobby on that floor, the waiter gave me a pumpkin mask, and I put it on as no one was showing their faces.

Squeezing around in the crowd for a few times, I found the edge of the bar in the corner.

He wore a long black backless dress, as if he was playing a certain banshee, and he also wore a very exaggerated and coquettish wig and fake breasts.

The exposed back area of ​​this long skirt is very large, and even if you pull it down a little, you may see the groin.

Many men look at him, he is already very beautiful, and he is more attractive when he is dressed this way.

I took off the coat and held it in my hand, took a deep breath, walked over slowly, and put the coat on his shoulders.

He smiled back at me and said loudly over the noise, "Thank you! But I'm not a lady!"

Of course I know.

He didn't recognize me.

I sat down next to him, brought him a glass of wine, and thought about how to tease him, taking off the mask would definitely scare him.

He was still thanking me very loudly, and I said: "Little fool."

He couldn't hear clearly, so he brought his ears closer.

He wore a diamond earring, the earlobe was small and fleshy, and looked easy to pinch.

I squeezed it.

He actually shivered and shivered, then raised his head in surprise.

Soon his eyes became strange, he looked me up and down casually, and his posture became different. I had never seen him like this before, and he subtly overlapped with the child in my impression.

He posted it again and whispered in my ear, "I'll only do the top one, can you do it?"

Sudden changes disrupted my plans.

It's really not safe for him to seduce others casually like this, so I had to act first.

Half an hour later, he was teary from being fucked by me, his whole body was pink, the places that should be hard were hard, and the places that should be soft were surprisingly soft.

I am 35 years old, and I have finally done what I should do, and I am very satisfied.

Well, if you want to sleep, you have to sleep with the person you like, even if he doesn't like me now, sooner or later you have to be liked by me.

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