Bear kids have to be abused

?The man next to me was still asleep when I woke up. His naked body with his back to me was covered with bruises, especially around his waist and buttocks.

After I did it last night, I didn’t know where the tyranny came from. I loosened the belt that bound him and whipped him fiercely. Listening to his screams from the beginning to the obscenity and obscenity that changed later, my heart Laughing at his sensuality, he vented his desire on him.

He was lying on his side, his body curled up, and I drew red marks all over his back. There were also a few bruised finger marks on his fair buttocks, and there was a mess between his legs, with semen and fluid mixed with blood. Frozen on his buttocks and inner thighs, he slept very restlessly, muttering something in a low voice.

I didn't listen carefully, and I didn't look at the appearance of this young man who had a one-night stand with me. After all, the other party took advantage of the other's danger first. I was just treating him in the same way as others. To me, there is no moral Guilty, at most that I had to apologize for my rudeness.

But... that would have to be for this person to rule out the suspicion.The appearance of the bald head and others, as well as what they said, showed that things were not that simple. What they said meant that someone paid them to deal with me?Who is that person?

Something flashed through my mind suddenly, I turned my head to see the young man curled up pitifully in the corner, his eyes were cold for a moment.This person is too suspicious for me to care.

The timing of his appearance is too coincidental. There is only one toilet in the bar. If the bald head is an ambush in advance, then there should be no one in the toilet. It's like we have been fighting for so long, but no bar guest entered by mistake, but they are not necessarily I'm pretty sure I'm going to the bathroom.

In this case, there is actually a person who is more suspicious than this person. It is only because this person’s subsequent behavior is too suspicious, which makes me more suspicious of him than the squad leader. I have not forgotten what this person was doing when I woke up .

My body was very sticky. I got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower. When I came out, there was a ringing sound from my mobile phone in the messy pile of clothes. Throwing it away, he took out his phone from his trouser pocket.Looking at the caller ID on the screen, I slightly raised the corners of my mouth and pressed to hang up.

The young man didn't wake up. After I got dressed, I thought about it, took out my wallet from my pocket, took out ten and threw them on the bed, then opened the door and went out without looking at him again.

The moment the door was closed, I heard a young man's voice coming from inside. I couldn't hear what he said, but that was not important anymore.

When I got home, the sound of the key turning echoed in the corridor, and the security door opposite was suddenly opened.

"Han Lei! Why didn't you answer my phone?" The squad leader appeared in front of me as I expected.

"Why should I answer? I said - no, yes, again, find me." I squinted at him, with an impatient expression on my face. In just over 20 minutes, he made more than [-] phone calls one after another. , I refused to answer all of them, and then I got impatient and simply turned off the phone.

He suffocated slightly, with an unnatural expression, but when I opened the door to go in, he suddenly stepped forward a few steps, almost sticking to my back, and said in a low voice, "Han Lei, where did you go last night?" Already? I've been waiting for you all night." The voice was no longer cowardly, but full of aggression.

I frowned and turned my head. He raised his head and looked at me. There was a strange emotion in his eyes, as if he was suppressing something, and the things contained in it shocked me.

But what I can't accept the most is threats. His behavior made me feel even more upset. I suddenly reached out and grabbed his collar and lifted him up.

My face was very close to him, and I watched his face turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his eyes began to wander, losing the momentum just now.

"Heh~" I laughed, and exhaled maliciously on purpose, even his body stiffened, like a salted fish being hung up.

"Do you think you have the right to control me? I don't even want a person like you to come to me and beg me to fuck you." I threw him away and watched him fall to the ground with his head bowed. His cheeks were still flushed just now. The son is pale.

When I entered the room, he raised his head when the door was closed, with tears in his eyes and a trembling voice, "Han Lei, I...I can really..."

Maybe what I'm not interested in knowing, I close the door and cut off everything he has on the other side of the door.

I threw myself on the bed and suddenly felt very tired.I was shocked by the monitor's confession yesterday, but what shocked me was not the fact that he liked me, but the incident that had haunted my mind for more than ten years. It was because of that incident that I became more and more alert to the monitor, and finally chose Estranged, and that matter finally had an answer yesterday.

It turns out that the girl's death was really related to me...

"Han Lei!" A girl on the second floor waved at me. When she called out to me, the friend next to her blushed and hid under the guardrail. All she could see was a hand stretched out from below and kept pulling on her clothes. .

"What's the matter?" I looked up at the girl with the ponytail. She always looked very energetic, because her name had the same pronunciation as the old lady, and she had a sharp temper. I didn't have a bad impression of her.

"It's nothing, let me say hello to you!" The girl looked at me with a smile. Every time she saw me, she would call out my name, no matter what she was doing. Even when I skipped class and passed by her class window, I suddenly heard Seeing her whispering my name, I glared at her, but she was not afraid, and stuck out her tongue playfully.

Such a cheerful girl was only 17 years old when she died.

She died by jumping off a building. The relevant departments concluded that the senior high school students were under too much pressure. The school even held a memorial service for her and announced that the whole school would be closed for three days to relieve the pressure of high school students.

Of course I don’t believe this answer. Although her academic performance is not very good, she can barely pass the ordinary second class. In addition, she seems to have never been troubled by her studies, so I conclude that even if she really committed suicide, it is absolutely impossible. Because of learning.

During that time, the monitor had a close relationship with her. I heard them arguing in the corridor several times. The monitor at that time was very indifferent, not at all smooth as he was in college. I once heard people in my class describe him, saying He is gloomy.

I couldn't think of a reason for their argument, nor was it interested, until after the girl died.Without any evidence, I intuitively feel that this matter has something to do with the squad leader.

It's not that they haven't been tracked down, but they have found nothing. Except for me, no one thinks that this matter has something to do with the squad leader. My investigation quickly reached a deadlock.

Later, at a class reunion, the girl’s friend gave me a diary with a lock, and the key was in the star bottle she had given me.Only then did I know that she liked me before, but later she fell under the fierce pursuit of the monitor, and she said in her diary that she was very guilty of me.

The diary ends here. At that time, I thought she might have been dumped by the class monitor, so I couldn't think about it for a while and did such a stupid thing, and I felt sorry for her.

However... the class leader said he liked me, and thinking back on the little things since I met the class leader, I found that this kind of liking started when we first met, so would the girl's death be easy?Will his relationship with her be innocent?

I don't know what role the squad leader played in it, but it must have been extremely despicable.

It's just... as I expected, I carry an innocent life on my back? !

These thoughts were turning over and over in my mind, and I even thought of going to the police station to report to the squad leader, but I found out when I calmed down.These are just my conjectures, I don't have any evidence, and even if it proves that the class leader was involved in her death, it's just a suicide case. After so many years, does anyone still pay attention to this ordinary school suicide case? what?

I kicked off the quilt wrapped around me, got up and pushed open the glass door to the balcony.The cool wind blew, which cleared up my mushy mind. I took out a cigarette, put it in my mouth, and blocked the wind with my left hand. A pinch of flames sprang up from the lighter.

I took a deep breath of the cigarette without letting go of my thumb, watching the small flame on the lighter flutter in the cold wind of the tall building until it went out.

I exhaled slowly, and the smoke was blown on my face by the wind. This is my favorite tobacco smell. I remember that the squad leader always carried this brand of cigarettes with me. He gets supplements there, although he doesn't smoke.

I don't know how to deal with the monitor, I just think that I will never like him.

I stood on the balcony for a long time. The metropolis is full of ten or twenty-story buildings like this. How tall was that building when the girl jumped from the roof of the school?It seemed to be on the seventh or eighth floor. I climbed the guardrail and looked down. The crowds on the street were like ants, and a slightly larger car was just a small matchbox.

Very abruptly, the landline in the room rang crazily, breaking the silence of this cold residence.

I turned my head and looked coldly at the phone on the bedside table, thinking about whether to throw it away. I have always used a mobile phone, and I have long forgotten that there is a landline phone in my room. This old ringtone is so loud. My head hurts.

The phone kept ringing like it would never stop until I answered it.

I flicked the cigarette butt with my fingers, put it out on the railing, and walked into the room to answer the phone.

"Hey! Xiaolei! What are you doing? Why did it take you so long to answer the phone? Really, you just procrastinate and procrastinate, and you are so anxious to death! Ah, and why your mobile phone can't get through, it was turned off early in the morning, and I made a call It's morning, it's almost twelve o'clock, are you still sleeping? Why are you like Tongtong, no one is there when you get off the plane, and the phone is always turned off, that kid will wait until I find him and beat him up Just do it!" Before I could open my mouth, the other side kept talking like a cannonball, "Oh, yes, Xiaolei, your sister and I have returned to China, and your brother-in-law and Tongtong, come and welcome us. The first time we come back, we won’t leave. How can we be unhappy? Speaking of your sister, I haven’t been back for more than ten years, Xiaolei, you little heartless person, and you don’t come to the United States to see me, really..."

"Tongtong...who is it?" The old lady kept talking on the phone, so I jumped in at the right time, but to be honest, I don't have the slightest impression of Tongtong's name. To prevent embarrassment, I had to I asked first.

"Hey, Tongtong is your eldest nephew! Xiaolei, you must have forgotten it again, the kid was talking about you all day before returning to China, and you don't remember him, hahaha, then I have to embarrass him , He also said that he would give you an unforgettable meeting gift!"

"..." It's too arrogant to never forget something.

Sweeping out the memory of that little ghost from the corner of my mind, it seems that he is a bear who can't bear it. When I first went to the United States, he would clamor for a video with me, and he always likes to cling to me when he comes back from the New Year.

It’s just that later, for unknown reasons, he refused to go back to China. My sister followed the open education in the United States, and was persuaded by his fallacious reasoning, so she let him go.

I don't know if it's because I'm getting older, I've forgotten me or something, but I heard him talk to my parents on the phone, but I never saw him mention me again.

Occasionally, he would hide in a corner where the camera couldn’t see him, and the sound that leaked out was so vague that I almost forgot about him.

"I've booked a place in Xiaolei. Your brother-in-law has already gone to pick up your parents. I'll wait for you to come. At twelve o'clock at noon, Haitian Hotel, if you don't know the way, you can take a taxi here, or wait for your brother-in-law Come back and let him pick you up."

"...I know Lu, thank you." I just can't remember the name of the person, and I'm not Lu crazy. The old lady's attitude towards children makes me feel very uncomfortable.

I turned on the phone and saw that there were more than 50 missed calls on it. I smiled helplessly and deleted them all. ?