Short Story: The Unbearable Lightness of Being

"President, you're too drunk, I'll take you to the bedroom to rest." I took his hand on my shoulder.

"Don't call me president, call me Ji Lu."

"Okay, okay, Ji...Lu." I don't know why I'm so shy to say it.

"Hehehe, that's what she called me back then. It's been many years since no one called me that."

I carried him into his bedroom, carefully laid him on the bed, and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, he pulled me down on the bed, and his thick thighs pressed against my body. Even if I don't have any experience in this area, I can understand what's going on.He had already started to unbutton and take off his clothes until only the bottoming white vest was left, and then he unbuttoned me. I was anxious and shouted: "President, you are crazy." The suit button was unbuttoned.

"Wang Jilu, you..." The second layer of clothes was opened.

"Fatty Wang!" I didn't wear a vest, only the last shirt, which was all gone when I unbuttoned it.

"Fatty..." Before I finished speaking, he had already kissed my mouth, stirring my tongue gently but domineeringly, the two tongues blended together, sublimated, I could smell the rich Red wine flavors and a hint of tobacco.

As soon as my body softened, my whole body softened.He unbuckled his own belt, unbuckled mine, and I could see his entire male features exposed, it was like a beast that had been lurking for a long time was preparing to go out, and then sneaked into me in the body.

The instant pain made me cry out, but it didn't stop him, but intensified his twitching. I knew he was a male animal now, and I had become his prey. I could even feel it. To the point where he was shivering with comfort.I don't know why it's all on me, I know it's been too long since he's been released.

A tear fell from the corner of my eye, whether it came from pain or something else, I can no longer imagine.

I forgot when the battle ended, and I remember the twittering of the morning bird waking me up in the morning.I opened my eyes and he was sitting on the edge of the bed with his back to me, wearing only a tank top, smoking.

"you're awake."

"Ah."

"I'm sorry this happened." The tone was like just breaking a bowl.

I am silent, I know he is longing for a forgiveness now, but I can't give it to him, his tone is that of a cold-blooded exploiting class.

He frowned, as if he had underestimated my perception, which only deepened my nascent disgust.

"Shiwen, we are not children anymore, I am also very sad that this happened."

I looked at him coldly, without getting closer because of the name he called: "Yeah, we are not children anymore, so please don't take what happened yesterday as a joke, okay?!"

"I didn't take it as a joke, listen, am I just trying to figure out a way now?"

"Find a way?" I looked at him sarcastically, "What are you going to do, gag me with money, or fire me and tell me to fuck off, capitalist?"

He was a little angry: "Calm down, clear your head, don't think that my heart is dead, do you think that if a person does something he can't bear, he will forget it?"

It seems ridiculous to me: "If only I could forget."

He didn't speak, and silently smoked the cigarette into a cigarette butt, and then smoked another one.

After a few minutes, I really can't stand it, I can't stand this place, I can't stand the smell of his cigarettes, I can't stand him in front of me, I'm going to leave here, but when I get up, my ass hurts like tearing, I call speak up.

He leaned over and pressed me down: "Look, look, don't move yet. Do you want some ointment?"

I broke free from his hand: "Stop being hypocritical now, why did you go yesterday?"

He didn't say anything, just sighed, and said: "Shiwen, do you know what the biggest difference between men and women is? It's the inheritance of the family. Women can have children but men can't. If men and men are two parallel lines There will never be an intersection, so a woman and a man are two diagonal lines intersecting, and if a man becomes a diagonal line, then he must have an intersection with another man, whether he is a diagonal line or a parallel line."

I know he's a trapper and he's trying to break my defenses in what I do best, but this time I won't let him.

"I don't know what you're talking about, I just want to know what you should do now."

"My mind is messed up now." He tugged at the hair that was already a chicken coop, "You know, I thought that the reason I invited you to my house was because I thought you and I were on the same road, a People in the world, we can happily talk about philosophy, the world, and various topics, and we can become good friends other than superiors and subordinates. I never thought that this kind of thing would happen. But now I suddenly understand, in fact, it has always been I lied to myself, and that would explain all the changes in me since you went to work, because she came back."

I don't know what the last sentence refers to, but I judge it to be sincere.

I opened my mouth to say something, when the phone rang, he glanced at me, and answered the phone anyway, with a bad temper.But immediately his face changed, he hummed solemnly a few times, and hung up the phone with "I'll be right there".

He put on his shirt quickly, and told me one thing while buttoning up: "Fu Xiaohai is dead, and the patrol room asked me to identify the body."

I looked at him strangely, because I didn't know Fu Xiaohai.

His speed of buttoning the buttons obviously slowed down. After hesitating for a moment, he still said, "Fu Xiaohai is the boy in charge of the warehouse."