Rebirth promises you to love

Even at the funeral, he only looked at Ruchun from a distance.

Ink black shirt, inky black suit, and inky black narrow tie, only his face is pale, with dimpled cheeks.

My heart hurts.

This guy, I don’t know if he’s eating well. Every time I send a text message to ask him what to eat, he always sends it without delay. Minced meat, olives, green beans, ground three delicacies, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and Kung Pao chicken take turns. , I can even explain how much salt I put in today and how much garlic I put in tomorrow.

But looking at him like that, he didn't eat well at all.

Grandpa was frugal all his life, but we placed him in the most expensive cemetery after his death. The feng shui is excellent. I don't know if it is ironic.

I go last.

Grandpa always treated children equally when he was alive. Although he gave me a lot of extra care, materially, he treated me, Du Liya, and the little foreign devils in my uncle's family equally.

I didn't expect that after his death, he left the house in the city under his name to his grandmother, and left several tile-roofed houses in the countryside to me.

I clearly remember that a year later, it will merge with the current J District to form a new district, and the property will receive much higher compensation than the market price due to occupancy.

It may be meaningless to kowtow until the forehead is bruised, but the pain of missing relatives can only be discovered in this way.

But after the decadent time passed, I got in touch with Datou, borrowed some working capital, and bought a few pieces of land in the countryside with the opportunity of rebirth.

Datou "reformed evil and returned to righteousness", his parents didn't know how happy they were, and the few business deals between me and Datou were profitable, so Father Lin felt relieved when he let go.

I bought a peaked cap, trying to avoid the raging spring wind.

Started to go to the countryside and bought a lot of real estate.

Scattered funds were released. According to the experience of financial analysis and the trend of the economy in memory, I started several long-term investments, and began to get involved in financial derivatives, with large leverage, high risks, and huge profits.

In the spring of another year, the day of yesterday cannot be followed. Only by cherishing the present can I grasp the future.

In March, I will return to Beijing.

I would get dizzy every short-distance flight. I took off and climbed for 20 minutes. I just eased up for a while, and then I encountered a force bump, shaking all kinds of meat and vegetables. I only ate two slices of bread all day, and I wanted to spit it out.At this time, it began to fall again.

It was already 11:[-] when I came out. I only had a [-]-inch carry-on suitcase, so I hailed a taxi and headed home.

Airsickness and motion sickness, I suppressed the nausea and pressed my throat.

But consciousness is clear.

I think he's going crazy, very, very, very, so strong that I can hardly sit still in the taxi.

I found the key and opened the door without turning on a single light.

Afraid that he was already asleep, I didn't turn on the light, and then the light from the phone screen walked in, and I pushed open the bedroom door, but no one was there.

I turned on the light, there was no wrinkle on the bed, and there was an ugly Samsonite trolley case on the floor.

There is also a sign of checked luggage on the box, D City to Peking.

I sat up on the bed and found the boarding pass on the nightstand.

Subconsciously, he wondered why he still kept the boarding pass from the day he went to the funeral.

I took another look carefully, and the time turned out to be the flight at 3:17 pm on March 7.

It was the day before yesterday.

God, when did he arrive at my house, I didn't even know.

I opened my inbox, and it was full of text messages reminding me to eat well and rest more, none of which mentioned the fact that he came to my house.

I suddenly remembered yesterday when I was shopping in the supermarket with the shopping list given by my mother, the figure flashed by the soda shelf.

Laughing at myself while drinking soda water with nothing but bubbles to keep the fire under pressure is me thinking too much and daydreaming.

I couldn't bear it anymore and called him: "Where are you now, is the hospital on duty?"

There was a lot of noise on his side, the shouts of many people, and the noise of the stereo.

"KTV?"

"Well, a new instrument was installed in the group, and a program was recorded and put on TV. Those who are not on duty today are celebrating outside." The cheerful music couldn't ignite the heat in his voice, and it was hard to hide his fatigue.

"You flew over my house the night before yesterday? Why didn't you tell me, where do you live so late?" My questions were like a cannonball.

He seemed to have opened the door and walked out of the private room, the noise was much less, "I don't want you to be in trouble."

In fact, not many people in the family know about it. Du Liya has always raised her hands and feet to support us. It is impossible for my aunt and uncle to know, and my uncle is far away abroad, and my mother will not tell him such things.

The only thing that makes me scruples is that there is only one Ms. Wang Weiwei after all.

And what I am more afraid of knowing is my grandmother who is now skinny and skinny.

"After I got off the plane, I took a taxi to the fast hotel near your home. It was clean. I was lucky. I saw you and Lin Li'an back together, wearing a black peaked cap, right? I'm still thinking it's too late Well, let’s wait until tomorrow, and I didn’t call you. As a result, I just woke up the next day, and you hurried out again. I looked at your back, and felt unbearable. Why are you dark and thin? I’m afraid I I told you, I couldn't bear to come back for today's operation, so I rushed back overnight yesterday."

"Fool."

He smiled silently.

"Where are you?"

He reported the address of a KTV.

I struggled to get up from the bed, "Are you guys going to sing all night today? I'll go find you."

He tried to stop it, and I hung up the phone.

It was already 1:[-] in the morning when we arrived at KTV.

He was standing at the main entrance of the gate, waiting for me.

As soon as I got out of the car, I rushed over. I felt uncomfortable. It was a fart.

He also said that I lost weight, and he was not good, his collarbone was almost ready to poke someone.

I restrained my emotions so that I didn't hug him immediately.

We didn't say anything, just walked in.

I have been to this KTV, and the big bags are on the third floor.

There was no one in the early morning, and as soon as the elevator dinged, he pushed me in, turned his back to the door, pressed 19 with his backhand, and then pressed the button to close the door.

The nineteenth floor is already closed at night.

But I didn't have time to care about it, so I was pulled into my arms.

At that moment, the only idiom that can describe this kiss in my head is, Skynet is extensive and sparse.

The whole world is his kiss, obviously kissing the lips, obviously just a tongue, but there is not a gap in the world without his kiss, not a single neuron that does not feel his kiss.

So many years later, I still remember this kiss.

Closed space, close body, mirrors on all sides, cold light of incandescent lamps.

In the mirror, the two men kissed fiercely and lingeringly, their teeth collided with each other from time to time, and they even grabbed each other's clothes and hair.

When we reached the nineteenth floor, the door opened, and we let go of each other, panting silently like beasts confronting each other.

I walked over and pressed the close button again.

As soon as the door was closed, the elegant and restrained man like a snow leopard had already pressed me against the door, kissing again until I could barely breathe.

When I could breathe again, I didn't know how many times I went back and forth between the first floor and the nineteenth floor.

Ruchun took my hand and went to the front desk to open another mini private room.

The waiter looked at both of us with a strong strange look in his eyes.

It's no wonder that we turned each other into birds' nest heads, our clothes were messed up, our faces were flushed with emotion, and our bodies were sweated with passion, as if we had a fight.

The little girl at the cashier looked like she was only in her teens, and murmured: "If you damage the items in the private room, you will have to pay three times the compensation."

I laughed out loud for the first time in months.

Only then did he open the box door, throw away his coat, and cover the camera.

But most of the night probably no one is staring at the camera.

When I just thought of this sentence in my mind, he was already standing in front of me, staring straight at me with his black eyes.

There is sadness in the eyes, pain, longing, and deep desire.

I bowed my head and started to unbutton the button.

The thin woolen coat, with a row of buttons, was unbuttoned and thrown directly on the sofa next to him.

He walked over and chose a few songs at random.

Then came the knitted sweater, which was thrown into a ball by me directly.

I took off my upper body, and I couldn't help shivering. Even though I turned on the air conditioner, it was still cold.

Su Ruchun turned her head, pursed her lips, and directly pressed me onto the couch...

In a dark room, the color-changing MV of the LCD monitor is the only light source.

Everything is a man's instinct, just like the seasonal estrus of animals.

I have been ascetic for several months. At this moment, I looked at his face close to him, and I stroked his forehead. There was a peacock blue in the eye sockets. There was not much flesh on the cheeks, but now they are even more skinny.

The hand was pulled over, and a moist and warm kiss fell on my palm.

Without saying a word, he silently pulled out the canvas belt on my trousers, and... tied my right hand and right leg together.

Fortunately, I am not good at sports, but my ligaments are good. I was tied into such a shape, and I didn't feel that it was stretched to the point of pain.

The accompaniment is played in the stereo, but the clearest sound is the sound of him bumping into each other.

The dark reflective decoration on the head reflected the overlapping figures, and I had to support my body with my elbows to withstand his almost crazy thrusts.

I couldn't even moan coherently, I gasped at the pleasure and pain of his hard slam, and my toes were numb.

When it broke out, he held my shoulder, pressed it tightly on the sofa, and bit it off.

I gritted my teeth and said nothing.

He let go, supported my head, and kissed me delicately and lingeringly, with a faint smell of blood...