He turned and walked away, and immediately heard the assistant's slightly unhappy voice behind him: "What are you doing..." But he didn't finish, perhaps because he was stopped by Qin Shuhua. Lin Qingyan walked faster and faster, not caring whether the people behind him were watching him or not, and soon escaped from the villa.

The next morning, Lin Qingyan submitted his resignation letter to the company and took sick leave and stopped going to work. Three days later, his assistant called him, but he didn't answer and just hung up. After a while, Qin Shuhua called him personally, but he still didn't answer and just hung up.

A few days later, the resignation procedures were completed, and neither Qin Shuhua nor her assistant showed up again.

Many years later, when Lin Qingyan recalled this incident, he realized that it was probably his overreaction that made Qin Shuhua angry and she took the iron-fisted approach to deal with him. If he had handled the situation better at the time, perhaps Qin Shuhua would have let him go.

Of course, maybe not.

But he was too humiliated at that time and didn't want to face Qin Shuhua at all. It was not only because she took advantage of her position to covet him; the most important thing was that he kissed her out of greed.

…

At this time, Lin Qingyan thought that the matter was over.

It was not until he applied for jobs at several investment companies in succession and was rejected every time despite having performed extremely well in the written tests and interviews that he felt something was wrong. Later, someone leaked the news to him: "Why did you offend the Qin family? They have already told you that they want to ban you."

Ban? For a boy who has graduated less than half a year ago, this word is so solemn. But the fact is, for a dignified Mr. Qin, it would be a piece of cake to ban a rookie in this industry.

Lin Qingyan was forced into no choice but to look for jobs in some unknown small companies. But he studied mathematics, what can he do? Clerk? Receive a very meager salary and work with a bunch of extremely mediocre colleagues. The company boss has to settle accounts with his employees even for a piece of copy paper.

But even such a job cannot last long. He was obviously the best at his job, yet he was fired for no apparent reason. Others were very secretive about this, and he could only remain silent.

After a few months, he was finally forced into a dead end. I still have to pay back four years of student loans, but I don’t have a penny in my pocket. He wandered the streets hungry for three whole days. Mr. Qin's men, probably feeling that the time had come, became more brazen, driving their cars and following at a distance of several steps.

He toughened his tone and went from restaurant to restaurant looking for a job as a waiter. They just stood guard outside, but the restaurant owners didn't dare to hire them after seeing their attitude.

In the evening, a restaurant finally hired him. He ran back and forth in the hot, crowded little restaurant all night long and didn't even know when he fainted on the ground.

When he woke up, he found himself lying on a very soft big bed and had changed into clean and comfortable clothes. It was a very luxurious room overlooking the lights of the city.

There was a plate of food beside the bed, and he got up and gobbled it up.

The night wind blew the white gauze curtain. Qin Shuhua was sitting behind the curtain, looking at him quietly and gently.

She didn't speak, and neither did he.

After a long, long time, Qin Shuhua sighed softly: "Why are you doing this? Qingyan, I can help you realize your dream, I can change your life. Not everyone in this world has such an opportunity."

☆、69 Lin Qingyan Extra Chapter 2-When the peach is ripe

Ten years later, it’s like waking up from a dream. Looking back, Lin Qingyan was already 32 years old and Qin Shuhua was 54 years old.

The sky in Hong Kong is very blue. Every morning when Lin Qingyan wakes up, he will wear a black bathrobe, stand on the viewing balcony, and watch the sunrise silently. At this time, Qin Shuhua was either leaning in his arms or looking at his tall and slender body from behind, smiling without saying a word.

From the perspective of outsiders, Lin Qingyan has lived a very good life over the years. Even he himself once thought so.

The adopted son of the chairman of the Qin Group, he went from managing a small investment company to being in charge of half of the Qin Group. Everyone around him complimented him: "Mr. Lin is just like Mr. Qin's biological son. He is just as shrewd and ambitious even in business." Alike, of course. He was taught by Qin Shuhua personally, no matter how to be a person, do business or make love.

He also had a lot of money. The pocket money Qin Shuhua gave him, the annual salary as a senior executive, the money he earned from his own investments... Although it was just a drop in the bucket compared to Qin Shuhua's assets, it was enough for him to spend for several lifetimes. He also transferred some money to his former female class teacher. She was surprised but refused to accept it, but Lin Qingyan gave it to her anyway.

He works out every day, attends cocktail parties, dances, and golf clubs, and lives like a real upper-class person.

Even Qin Shuhua might really like him - she had never had any other men, and most of the time, the two of them stayed together like a real couple.

But every time he woke up in the middle of the night, he looked at the new silver threads in Qin Shuhua's hair; looked at her face, which was smooth and white like a mannequin and which she spent huge amounts of money to maintain every year; and the loose skin with scattered age spots under her gorgeous clothes... The room was filled with a suffocating sense of decay, and he sank into it. No matter how good the future was, it would end in death.

Once when he returned to China, he got a lot of potassium cyanide from the gold mine. It is said that this is a poison that causes absolutely no pain. He thought that one day, either Qin Shuhua would die or he would die. No matter who you are, you should die peacefully and happily.

However, the first person he killed was a completely unrelated girl.

During that time, Qin Shuhua went to Malaysia for recuperation, while he stayed in Hong Kong to take charge of the company. After working overtime until late at night, I returned to the villa to find the room cold and deserted. Qin Shuhua's pajamas were still on the bed, the whole room was filled with her faint scent of perfume, and there were condoms they used yesterday in the trash can. Lin Qingyan suddenly felt that he could not bear it anymore, so he drove out of the villa and drove into the night alone.

He met Linda in a bar in Lan Kwai Fong. She was a very clean and pretty girl, about 20 years old. She had curved eyes when she smiled and two dimples on her face, attracting the attention of all the men in the audience.

Perhaps Lin Qingyan was born with the potential to commit crimes. At this time, he had no intention of killing Linda, but he subconsciously left the bar first and waited in an empty alley until Linda came out to get the car.

Everything that happened afterwards was a natural progression. A handsome and melancholy man who drives a luxury car is attractive to any girl. Linda got into his car and they kissed passionately all the way. When the car reached halfway up the mountain, they couldn't help but come again.

He took her to his villa - he liked to be alone when Qin Shuhua was not in Hong Kong. That night he and Linda made love very freely, very passionately and very happily. The young girl's body is so fresh and clean, and her fair skin seems to be dripping with water. Lin Qingyan licked her body inch by inch, even her private parts and toes. Linda laughed and scolded: "What a pervert."

Is it perverted? Maybe. Lin Qingyan only knew that he was like a fish that had been dying for too long and finally got some oxygen in the water, but no matter how much she gave him, it was not enough. Finally, Linda couldn't stand it anymore. She giggled and pushed him away: "You're too strong. That's enough. I want to go home. Please drive me home."

Lin Qingyan's eyes were as dark as an animal's, and the gentle and fair beast pushed her back onto the bed.

How could he bear to let go of the redemption he had finally obtained? If he were the only one left, he would die, he would really die.

Over the next ten days, he tied Linda to the bed with chains, fed her sleeping pills during the day, and only went to work after she fell asleep. Come back in the evening and do it as soon as you have time. He also fed her Japanese sex hormone, which is a female aphrodisiac. Qin Shuhua sometimes used it, and he doubled the dose and used it on his pet. Those nights were simply wonderful and ecstatic, with the little baby lying on his chest, surrendering to him, just to receive his beatings and favors.

The matter ended on the eve of Qin Shuhua's return to Hong Kong.

At this time, Linda was like a walking corpse, in a daze. When she was conscious, she just cried and begged Lin Qingyan not to kill her.

But he couldn't help but kill him. He was not a fool and knew that he had committed a serious crime.

And now he didn't want to die anymore, he felt like he was alive again. LInda's fresh and clean vitality seemed to be injected into his body.

He is so happy.

Linda died peacefully, and the potassium cyanide made her face flushed slightly. Lin Qingyan kept her in the villa for three days, and finally drove to the wilderness reluctantly and hid her deep in the mountains.

——

Qin Shuhua was the first to notice Lin Qingyan's changes.

In the past, although Lin Qingyan was as close to her as a husband and wife, he always had an unspeakable stubbornness and loneliness, which made her love and hate him; recently, he has become more and more gentle and proactive, his kisses are more passionate than before, and the look in his eyes when he looks at her is full of admiration. Every gesture and movement exudes the sexy and seductive temperament of a mature man;

He became more and more adept at his career. Qin's expanded rapidly under his management. Everyone said that Lin Qingyan led Qin's into its second period of rapid growth...

He is like a pearl that has been covered in dust for a long time, and finally the dust is washed away and it begins to shine.

"Why?" Qin Shuhua asked breathlessly one time when Lin Qingyan was pressing her down and making love to her passionately.

Lin Qingyan lowered his head and kissed her deeply. After a long while, he stared at her and said, "Because I love you. In fact, I have always known. You know it too, right? I just refused to face my own heart in the past."

These were the most beautiful words of love Qin Shuhua had ever heard in her life. Even a shrewd and strong business woman can't help but be addicted to it.

After being diagnosed with cancer, Qin Shuhua made a will and left all her property to Lin Qingyan without any hesitation. She has no husband or children, and Lin Qingyan has been with her for so many years, who else should she give the title to if not him?

Lin Qingyan didn't react much to this, he just smiled and said to her: "Whatever makes you happy, do as you please."

Qin Shuhua felt quite emotional and relieved. She knew why Lin Qingyan didn't care - he was now able to build a vast empire on his own. He was the one she brought up, and now he is even better than she was. The main reason why I continue to stay with her is because of the affection.

In the later years, the two were rarely intimate with each other. Qin Shuhua lived in a private nursing home far away from the city, so Lin Qingyan put aside all his work and served her wholeheartedly. Some doctors and nurses who didn't know the clues smiled and said, "Mr. Lin is more filial to Mr. Qin than his own son." Even Qin Shuhua was confused. Sometimes she would touch his head and sigh, "If my biological son were still alive, he would be 22 years old. How great would it be if you were really my son?"

Whenever he heard her nonsense like this, Lin Qingyan would smile brightly: "It doesn't matter if we are like this. You can be my lover or my son. I will always regard you as the most important woman to me."

——

Although he spends most of his time in the sanatorium, Lin Qingyan still needs to return to the company frequently to handle affairs.

Feng Ye appeared at this time.

Some people are born excellent and can attract everyone's attention no matter where they stand.

For example, Feng Ye.

The young project manager of the cooperative company was amazingly talented, handsome, steady and humorous. Although he had no background at all, he quickly became famous in the business world.

Lin Qingyan quickly became friends with Feng Ye. Equally smart and experienced, equally enterprising, and with the same tastes and ambitions... Lin Qingyan likes to stay with this young man and even spares no effort to support him.

He let him see himself back then.

If it weren't for the mistakes that happened later, he might not have risen to such a high position. But he will live like Feng Ye, young and brilliant.

That was the life he wanted, but life can never go back. He is Lin Qingyan, not Feng Ye. Even if he is about to own the entire business empire, even if he has killed five people, he cannot really save himself.

Three months later, Feng Ye discovered the secret of his life.

He clearly remembered that it was a gloomy and rainy day. He was driving away from the nursing home. Because he had a stomachache on the way, he stopped the car and rested in a nearby cafe. Just then, he saw Qin Shuhua's assistant driving to the top of the mountain in the rain.

Time flies so fast. The assistant who used to be as mature as a fox is now a middle-aged man with gray hair. But ever since Lin Qingyan took charge of the Qin family, he found an excuse to send him away, leaving him to live a life of idleness and wealth.

Why did Qin Shuhua call him here today?

Lin Qingyan immediately drove back to his villa halfway up the mountain. I arrived at the study, turned on the device, and heard clear conversation.

Qin Shuhua is now in control of everything. His people are arranged in the sanatorium and the rooms are naturally equipped with eavesdropping devices.

"The DNA test has been done." The assistant's voice was somewhat emotional. "Boss Qin, Feng Ye is indeed your son."

Qin Shuhua was silent for a long time. This was the first time Lin Qingyan heard her voice choke up: "I understand. Let me think about it and bring him to see me."

On this side, Lin Qingyan turned off the eavesdropping device, looked at the misty rain curtain and smiled.

What should she consider?

The next morning, Lin Qingyan went to the sanatorium to see Qin Shuhua. She didn't seem to be at all abnormal, and smiled as she let him help her walk in the courtyard. The grass was green after the rain, and her face looked brighter than usual.

Is it because the real son has been found?

She didn't say a word about Feng Ye, and Lin Qingyan just looked at her and smiled faintly.

Two days later, Lin Qingyan once again monitored the assistant going to see her.

This time her attitude was very decisive, as if she had regained the decisive and ruthless demeanor of the empress in the past.

"This matter is a bit troublesome. Find a chance to bring a lawyer and modify the will. I want to leave everything to Feng Ye." She said lightly, "I have given Qingyan enough. You don't need to tell him about this for the time being. Wait until I die, and then announce the will."

Lin Qingyan listened quietly, and when there was no sound from the other end, he realized that his eyes were a little wet.

He really was very envious of Feng Ye for having such a good mother.

——

He went to see his assistant that night and said straight to the point: "I'll give you 30%."

The loyal assistant's eyes widened instantly.

Indeed, the conditions Qin Shuhua promised him were also very generous. But 30% of Qin’s shares? Only a madman would offer such crazy conditions.

——

Qin Shuhua taught him that he should always forgive others when possible. So before the entire plan was launched, Lin Qingyan gave her one last chance.

Or maybe it gave him a reason to betray her.

There is a girl in the company who has been pursuing him for a long time, but he has always rejected her, which makes him a little upset. Now is the right time. He took the ring and went to find the girl. "This request is very abrupt... Ms. Qin's disease has reached the advanced stage. She said that before she died, she hoped to see me get married. This is the last wish of the elders. Can you do me a favor and pretend to be engaged to me? I can't find anyone else willing to help at the moment."

Of course the girl would. Fake becomes real, contractual marriage, romantic and ambiguous. Moreover, Lin Qingyan has been single for many years, and everyone says that he is a good man who keeps himself clean.

As Lin Qingyan wished, the news soon "reached" Qin Shuhua's ears.

The last time Lin Qingyan visited her, she was lying on the cold bed. The chemotherapy had made her old and weak, and the sight of her was sickening. But he bent down and kissed her anyway.

She didn't mention his fiancée or betrayal at all, and neither did he. The two of them were like an old married couple. He fed her and massaged her stiff limbs. Finally, I held her and watched the sunset.

"I want to be alone recently. You should focus on the company's affairs and don't have to come over." She said softly, "After I die, you can also start a new life. That is also my wish."

Lin Qingyan looked at her hypocritical face and almost laughed out loud.

Her wish? Did his "betrayal" finally make her feel relieved? Let go of the last bit of guilt in your heart towards him? And then keep him in the dark like a fool, waiting for everything to be handed over to her biological son?

He has been with her for ten years, but when Feng Ye appears, he is nothing? He was instantly beaten back to his original form.

Lin Qingyan did not leave immediately, but walked over, closed the curtains and closed the door. The room fell into darkness, and Qin Shuhua wondered: "What are you doing?"

Lin Qingyan said in a gentle voice: "I have something to tell you."

"……What's up?"

"No fiancée. You're the only one in my heart, how can I have a fiancée? That's just to irritate you."

Qin Shuhua broke out in a cold sweat. She felt that Lin Qingyan seemed to have become a different person: "...Why do you want to irritate me?"

Lin Qingyan seemed not to hear her question at all and continued to speak:

"How could I make you sad? I would have killed your fiancée long ago if she had made you unhappy."

"Look, this is the second will you asked your assistant and lawyer to prepare. I'll tear it up now and pretend it never happened."

“By the way, I also killed a lot of people.”

"Do you know what I'm going to do next? How about getting your outstanding son in to accompany us?"

…

Qin Shuhua, there is one thing you said that is absolutely right.

How nice it would be if I were your son? How much I want to be your biological son, and you are my kind and majestic mother, who taught me how to grow up, how to be a person, protected me, took care of me, and didn't let anyone hurt me. My life would not have been filled with all this filthiness, and I would not have needed blood and life to survive in redemption.

How nice it would be if I were Feng Ye instead of Lin Qingyan.

Yes, why can't I be Feng Ye? sure.

From now on, I am Feng Ye. I will inherit my mother's property. I will live a carefree life and I can finally start my life over again.

——

It was three years later that I met Yao Meng.

He lived a peaceful life during these three years. There was no Qin Shuhua, and no murder. All the business in hand was handed over to others to manage. He only looked at the overall accounts and determined the strategic direction of the group every year. Sometimes he would think, life is so long, if he were Feng Ye, what wishes would he have left unfulfilled?

That wish is called Yao Meng.

The photo that Feng Ye kept in his wallet was the girl that made Feng Ye reject all other women.

It was a very bright morning. He sat in the car and waited for a while at the gate of an old residential area. Then he saw a young girl in light pink sportswear running towards him in the sunshine. Big, clear, black eyes and a full, white face like an apple.

Lin Qingyan felt that his breathing had stopped.

If the girls he had gotten before were all pleasant conquests, then Yao Meng was undoubtedly the jewel in the crown that the knight wanted most.

What's more, she is Feng Ye's sweetheart. Just thinking about this identity made him feel overwhelmed.

In a blink of an eye, she had run to the street corner. Lin Qingyan started the car and followed her slowly. But when I turned around, I found that there was no one in front of me. He was staring around when he heard someone knocking on the car window.

The goddess is before us.

"What are you doing?" she asked with a frown, "Show me your ID, I'm a police officer."

He looked at her and smiled slowly.

Through thousands of mountains and rivers, and the cycle of life, I come only for you.

——

In fact, the two people had only known each other for a year, and had been together for no more than half a year.

But this was the fastest time in Lin Qingyan's life.

When he was with her, he was a successful businessman admired by everyone and a lucky man she loved - he replaced Feng Ye and finally found his former love; when she was not around, he hunted wantonly in this city, as happy as a wandering ghost and as depraved as a demon in the world.

But he never thought of killing her because she was his lover.

He has only been loved by Qin Shuhua, so he can only love in her way. Therefore, he kept Yao Meng by his side, treating her like both a lover and a daughter. After he dies, he will leave everything to her, letting her live a happy and lonely life.

The balance was finally broken one day.

She was raped by Tan Liang.

Lin Qingyan instigated Tan Liang to take all the blame, but he never expected that he would go on a final madness before his death, and the person who ran into the gun was actually his woman.

It doesn't matter, dear. Tan Liang is already dead, and if Xu Xu is killed again, it will be as if nothing happened.

But when did she start to doubt him?

Until the moment before his death, Lin Qingyan clearly remembered that night and Yao Meng's tears.

It was the tenth day of the second month after she was insulted by Tan Liang. He went to the hospital for chemotherapy and came home very late. The light in her room was off, and Lin Qingyan went to sleep in the guest room for fear of waking her up.

As usual, he turned on the monitor, just wanting to see her sleeping face. But I saw her sitting alone in a dark room, covering her mouth tightly with her hands, sobbing in a very suppressed manner.

There were a few photos scattered around her. They were all previous victims. He took photos and stored them in the basement. She had never known of the existence of the basement before, but now it had obviously been found by her.

It was a long, cold night, and the two of them sat in different rooms separated by a wall. Lin Qingyan watched her cry as she took out her cell phone, dialed two numbers and threw it away; she picked it up again while crying, and threw it away again; she picked it up again, and threw it away again... She looked so painful and desperate, her whole body shaking violently, as if she had been abandoned by everyone.

Lin Qingyan's tears fell unconsciously.

Angel, my last angel, the angel who loves me so much.

Why didn't I meet you earlier?

In the best years, in the most beautiful season, the whole world should not disturb me, only I will be as clean as before, walking towards you with a smile.

☆、70 Feng Ye Extra-You and I are all mortals

I knew from a young age that I was different from others.

I am not afraid of pain, I don’t cry, and I rarely feel sad. This world seems so beautiful to me.

My parents are deaf and dumb, but they were pretty good to me. Our family had very little money, so they raised me to be tall and strong, while they themselves were skinny. What a poor couple.

So I never killed them and kept many things from them. Letting them continue to live in their own happy, poor little world, muddled for the rest of their lives, I will have fulfilled my filial duty.

When I was ten years old, I was in the fourth grade. One afternoon when I went to school, I found many of my classmates were crying. After asking, I found out that the elderly math teacher had died of some sudden illness in the morning. The whole classroom was filled with tears and the young female head teacher said to everyone with tears in her eyes: "Let's observe a moment of silence together."

I wanted to laugh at that time. Why should we observe a moment of silence when someone dies? The math old man is very nagging and always complains that my homework books are not clean enough - come on, my solution ideas are so great. So it's good that he died.

Unexpectedly, the head teacher saw me and seemed very surprised: "Feng Ye, why are you... laughing?"

All the kids looked over here, with tears in their eyes, looking so silly.

I immediately pursed my lips, and howled on the table - I was a good student, of course I knew how a good student should behave, I just forgot it.

After a while, I felt the head teacher come over, touch my hair, and say to another teacher next to him: "It seems that he is frightened. The math teacher usually likes him the most."

I buried my face in my arms and smiled.

Although I really can't find compassion, I still love life very much.

I love my teacher’s praise for me, I love my classmates’ admiration for me, and I love this hypocritical yet beautiful world. I am very happy every day, so happy that I am a little bored.

I hurt someone for the first time when I was twelve. That time was like an enlightenment, it made me understand a little bit - why I felt bored.

It was the afternoon after school, and I was walking along the street when a big boy rushed out, grabbed my collar and started beating me. When I felt the sharp pain in my cheek, I clearly felt my spirits lifted and I was even a little excited.

Soon I was knocked to the ground. My stomach and head hurt. I saw my nose blood on the dirty mud ground.

The boy snorted and said, "You are not allowed to be with Zhao Tingting anymore. She is my girlfriend."

Oh, I see. There was a fifth grade girl who wrote me a love letter. She had fair skin and big eyes.

I nodded.

The boy turned and walked away, looking very proud, and his steps seemed to be floating. I got up silently like a cat, picked up a brick from the ground, and smashed it hard on the back of his head...

I have to say, the boy, who is one or two years older than me, has a very good taste. The location he chose for the attack was a secluded path surrounded by trees. I squatted beside him for a long time, but didn't see anyone passing by. I watched the blood slowly seep out from the cut on his head like red ink, flow to the ground and seep into the soil. So slow, so quiet.

I dipped my finger in some blood and put it in my mouth to taste it. There was a faint fishy smell, but I seemed to feel pleasure deep in my body.

Great.

After leaving the path, I went home as usual, cooked a meal, ate some myself, and left the rest for my parents. They get off work late. Then I went to my neighbor's house and helped her third-grade little sister review her homework before doing my own homework. When my neighbor saw the wound on my face, he was a little annoyed and asked, "Who bullied you?" He brought some medicated wine to apply on it.

"It was a senior classmate." I answered in a low voice, "It seemed to be for a girl. I don't understand. I was knocked unconscious and came back when I woke up."

The neighbors were so angry that they called the class teacher immediately.

The next day, the boy's parents came to the school to find me in a rage. Their family is well off and they drove here. The head teacher and several other young teachers were so angry that they started to cry. They pulled me in front of the parents and said, "Look for yourselves, what your son did to Feng Ye? He has never had any conflicts with his classmates. He is a model student. How could he hit your son with a brick?"

"Yes, don't bully people like this. Feng Ye's parents are deaf and dumb, and their family is not well off, but he is still so hardworking. Your son fights all day long..."

"Could it be someone else who beat him? Did your son see who did it?"

…

This matter ended up in nothing, but a new window opened in my life.

——

The first time I killed someone was in my second year of high school.

At that time, I suddenly had a lot more spiritual food - Hong Kong movies were introduced to the mainland: A Better Tomorrow, The Bund, Young and Dangerous... Watching the blood and flesh flying in front of the camera, I could feel the hot sweat in my palms. There is an old VCR at home. My parents have gone to work, so I pulled the curtains and sat alone in the dark room. It was a summer storm outside, and I froze and replayed those shots; froze and replayed them.

Suddenly I had an impulse, I grabbed my own penis and stroked it quickly.

I have never felt like today, the sudden and overwhelming feeling of orgasm made me feel as if my whole body was immersed in a sea of ​​happiness.

That feeling was poison, it was medicine, it was something I craved deep in my blood, and I couldn't stop it. I didn't want to block it at all.

Life is short, and you and I are all mortal. Why block it?

But killing is a technical job. I don't want to do it in a shoddy way. I also have to hide from the police and not leave any clues.

After the final exam, I got the first place in the grade on my report card and finally had the free time to start my own thing. I carefully investigated for more than ten days and finally chose to start on a sunny afternoon.

It was a small park in the city. Because it was a weekday and the sun was strong, there were very few people. I sat for a while in a corner where there were no surveillance cameras and no one around, and then a young man came up the path and smiled at me.

Bingo! It is said on the Internet that this park is a holy place where gays gather, and it is indeed true.

The man was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, quite tall, and looked slicked back. He sat down next to me: "Alone?"

I nodded and smiled at him.

He put his hands on my shoulders - that was fucking gross.

"My home is nearby. Do you want to come over and sit for a while?" he asked softly.

I thought about it and answered, "I don't like being outside. Let's go to my place. It's big." I looked at him with a little wariness, and he smiled, "Little brother, you are so cautious. Okay, uncle will go with you."

"Then... I'll wait for you at the bus stop." I held my breath and my face turned red. He touched my back again and nodded.

We left the park one after another.

I took him to an abandoned factory in the suburbs. I built a shed here, put an old sofa and an old bed in it, and put my school uniform on the armrests.

He was surprised: "Are you a high school student?"

"Yeah." I poured him a glass of water and handed it to him, "So I don't dare to go to the city..."

His smile deepened, he took a sip of water, and began to take off my clothes. While he was taking off my clothes, he fell unconscious on the bed.

Ugh...what a stupid man. He deserved it.

I played until the evening of the next day before leaving the factory to go home.

I first sealed it with plastic film so that there wouldn't be too strong of an odor, then divided it into two woven bags and left them in a corner of the shed, covered with miscellaneous items. Tonight, I packed a small portion in a black plastic bag and took it home. Walking a long way out of the factory, I ran into my father's co-workers on the roadside. They smiled and said to me, "Xiaoye, are you here to pick up bottles again?" They said to the people around them, "This child is so sensible. He has excellent grades and will definitely go to Tsinghua University or Peking University in the future."

I nodded shyly: "Hello, uncle. It's my duty to do what I can."

After they walked away, I looked at the bulging bag in my hand - could they actually be used as bottles? He is truly a god.

Finally, I found a deserted mountain and buried this man's bones. Once I saw the police go to that park to investigate, but no one would suspect a high school student in school uniform.

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I noticed the girl Yao Meng since my first year of high school. It's not just because she's beautiful and good at studying, but also because everyone always likes to pair me with her, saying we are the "golden boy and jade girl".

To be honest, I like her very much, too. I am also a normal man. Every time I see her breasts and legs, I feel very comfortable. I would also be unhappy if I saw her talking to other boys. She looked at me with an ambiguous look and I couldn't tell what she was thinking. However, every time I kill someone and look at the other person’s terrified eyes, I always think of Yao Meng—and I immediately get hard.

The relationship was made clear in the first semester of senior year. One day at noon, I was sitting on the school lawn eating my lunch box, and she came over, also holding a lunch box.

"Feng Ye, you hide here to eat every day!" Her voice was crisp and soft, and her beautiful face looked like a flower in the sun.

"Yeah." I smiled at her, "You looking for me?"

She seemed a little embarrassed and replied: "I didn't look for you!"

So pretentious, so artificial, so cute.

We ate in silence. After a while, she blinked and looked at the piece of meat in my lunch box: "What kind of meat is that?"

“Braised pork.”

"I know it's braised pork!" She laughed, "Is it pork? It doesn't look like it."

I also laughed: "Yes, miss, it's not pork, but human flesh. Do you dare to try it? If you don't dare, don't ask." I picked up a piece and handed it to her.

She glared at me and said, "Why are you afraid? I want to be a police officer in the future."

I watched her actually eat the piece of meat.

She frowned: "It's a bit hard to chew. What kind of meat is this?"

I put down the lunch box and said, "Stupid, it's camel meat. One of my dad's co-workers brought it to him after returning from another place."

"You're the idiot." She gave me a sidelong look and stood up to leave.

I grabbed her hand, her body stiffened slightly and her face turned red immediately.

I held her soft face with my other hand. Her big eyes were like two pools of clear water, looking at me: "What... are you going to do?"

I bent down and kissed her. She struggled a bit, then put her hands on my chest and stopped moving.

I have never kissed before, so I can only imagine it based on the scenes on TV. So I kissed her hard and sucked her tongue hard. There was a faint meaty scent in her mouth, and another clean and fresh smell, mixed together... I got hard almost immediately, very hard. Fortunately, the school uniform pants were loose and she didn't notice.

Looking at her slightly trembling eyelashes and blushing cheeks. As I bit her mouth, I thought: She is more attractive than I thought.

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During the whole semester I was with her, I didn't kill anyone.

It was a very strange feeling, as if another part of the body was satisfied and the desire to kill was not as strong. Whenever I hug her, touch her, kiss her, and strip her naked