Pants, Ji Bai walked over slowly, put his hands around her back, supported himself on the table, lowered his head and leaned close to her ear: "Nothing else you want to do?"
Xu Xu then looked up at him, stunned.
The yellowish light poured down from above his head, and his tough and heroic face was close at hand. His tall body looked even more slender and flexible under the light. Every inch of his muscle seemed to exude a faint heat, as they pressed against her.
Xu Xu's face heated up slightly. All in all, the two of them didn't have sex many times during the pregnancy. From the late stage of pregnancy until now, the two have exercised self-control and have not crossed the line.
Of course, it is now possible.
Seeing that she had received the signal, Ji Bai stood up with satisfaction and picked up a bath towel from the side: "I'll go take a shower first."
As soon as he entered the bathroom, Xu Xu thought for a while, threw away the documents on hand, opened the closet, and began to look for pajamas... Well, it was time to choose something romantic and interesting to liven up the mood. I was comparing a few sets when I suddenly heard the water in the bathroom stop running and Ji Bai's voice came over: "Wife, I forgot to bring a bath towel."
"Oh." Xu Xu was about to get up to find it for him, but suddenly realized that he had clearly brought a bath towel in just now.
Xu Xu couldn't help but laugh - his hint was really obvious. I looked down at the several sets of mature women's pajamas on the bed, each with its own merits - which one should I wear?
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Since they moved in together, Ji Bai had someone get a super-large bathtub so that there was plenty of room for him to roll around in it while holding Xu Xu. After hearing Xu Xu's response, he continued to lean back in the bathtub, resting his arms on the edge, waiting leisurely.
After a while, I heard familiar and light footsteps approaching. After all, he had endured it for more than half a year. Ji Bai just stared at the door, and his throat and body felt tight and hot at the same time.
The door was pushed open and Xu Xu walked in.
The first time Ji Bai saw her, the burning and tense feeling in his body suddenly became so strong that he almost exploded——
Xu Xu was only wearing a bath towel. She looked whiter and softer than the bath towel. Her face was slightly red as she walked up to him and said, "Here, here's the bath towel for you."
A deep smile suddenly appeared in Ji Bai's eyes. He stood up from the water, picked her up sideways, and closed the bathroom door with his backhand.
A room full of obsession. (Lao Mo: Hahahaha)
It was already late at night when they finished. Ji Bai was contented as he pressed Xu Xu down and continued to kiss her all over her body.
After a while, he remembered something and said to Xu Xu, "Shu Hang has been pursuing Yao Meng for almost a month."
Xu Xu was slightly startled: "Doesn't he have to go back to Beijing?"
"His company's latest project is in Lin City." Ji Bai smiled, "He said he has been rejected by Yao Meng more than ten times."
Xu Xu nodded: "Of course." After thinking for a while, he sighed and asked: "Do you think they are suitable?"
Ji Bai did not answer this question, but said: "Shu Hang is a bit talkative, but his mind is more profound and upright than anyone else. Whether it is suitable or not is their problem." He paused and said: "Maybe it is not suitable now, but Yao Meng must move forward."
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As expected, the next day, Ji Bai had just gotten home from get off work and was about to get intimate with his wife when he received a call from Shu Hang.
Unlike his usual playful and lazy manner, Shu Hang's tone today was a little serious: "I know everything about Yao Meng's past."
Ji Bai was silent for a moment - he had always avoided talking about Yao Meng's affairs. But he also knew that if Shu Hang was interested, he would definitely find someone to investigate it.
"Are you still going to chase her?" Ji Bai asked.
Shu Hang didn't answer immediately.
When I was talking to Ji Bai on the phone, it was sunset. His car was parked in front of a cafe.
The cafe belongs to Yao Meng. Every afternoon, she would go here and sit upstairs for a while. Shu Hang was chasing people so closely that he naturally knew everything.
At this moment, he was sitting in the car, watching Yao Meng walk out of the cafe, still as beautiful and gentle as ever.
"Let's talk about it later." He hung up Ji Bai's phone and quietly looked at her slim back across the traffic and crowds.
Suddenly, a BMW convertible drove across the street and slowly stopped in front of Yao Meng. Yao Meng gave the man in the car a sweet smile.
Shu Hang's eyes immediately widened.
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The one who drove here was Feng Ye. He was wearing a neat suit, and after shaving his beard, he regained his former handsomeness and tallness. Perhaps because he had experienced many hardships, his brows had a bit of toughness that his peers did not have. He got out of the car, opened the passenger door for Yao Meng, and watched her get in with a smile.
After Lin Qingyan's death, the police searched his home thoroughly and finally found all the evidence in a locked basement - potassium cyanide, aphrodisiacs, chains, and many photos of the victim. Among them are photos of the eight victims of the "Angel Case" that year. Combined with the confessions of Ji Bai and others, Feng Ye was finally cleared of the charges.
However, there were several other missing people that year, and neither their information nor their bodies were found, so it is impossible to confirm whether they were related to Lin Qingyan. The police could only infer that Lin Qingyan had hidden the items somewhere else, but they had no idea of the specific circumstances.
According to Lin Qingyan's will, all his huge property was left to Yao Meng. However, according to estimates by Hong Kong lawyers, about one third of it was inherited from Ms. Qin, Feng Ye's mother. Yao Meng agreed to divide this part of the property and return it to Feng Ye. Some transfer procedures are in progress.
The news that they were both harmed by Lin Qingyan spread among their former friends. Everyone was indignant and sad, and they accepted Feng Ye's return again. Today Feng Ye came to pick up Yao Meng and invited a few high school classmates to have a party at his villa.
Seeing Yao Meng sitting down, Feng Ye said softly: "I prepared barbecue tonight, and your favorite caramel pudding."
Yao Meng: "Thank you."
The evening sun was still a bit scorching. Feng Ye lowered his head and saw her slender neck shining like jade in the sun. He concentrated for a moment and put his hand on the back of her chair: "Are you hot? Do you want to close the hood?"
Yao Meng smiled and shook her head: "It's okay, it's good to bask in the sun."
Feng Ye nodded, keeping his hands on her back, and slightly turning his eyes to the side, he saw the tall and handsome man in the Cadillac behind him still staring at them.
Feng Ye recognized him - Ji Bai's friend Shu Hang. They had met once at the last full moon banquet.
The two of them looked at each other in the air. Feng Ye smiled at him faintly, which made Shu Hang feel a little depressed. Feng Ye had already started the car and drove away with Yao Meng.
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Feng Ye’s newly purchased villa is located in the suburbs of Lin City, where there are lush green trees, a quiet and elegant atmosphere. A few friends sat together in the garden, barbecuing, drinking, and chatting. When they talked about the past, they were all filled with regret.
Compared to the rebellious boy back then, Feng Ye's temperament has become much gentler and more reserved. He has been sitting next to Yao Meng and taking care of her very naturally. At this time, a classmate joked: "You two separated by chance back then, and now you don't want to consider rekindling your relationship?"
After saying that, everyone laughed. Feng Ye also laughed. He put his hand on the back of Yao Meng's chair and looked at her quietly with his black eyes. Seeing his expression, everyone felt sorry for him and smiled kindly.
Yao Meng smiled and said, "It's all in the past, don't mention it anymore. Are the wings ready?"
Feng Ye was slightly startled, and the others immediately smoothed things over: "It's done, it's done, here you go!"
After eating for a while, Feng Ye went into the house to get other food. Yao Meng chatted with everyone for a while, put her bag on the chair, got up and went into the house to use the bathroom.
The villa was brightly lit and she walked along the corridor. After taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped.
The door of the room on the right was slightly ajar, but you could still see a few photos hanging on the wall. There were photos of Feng Ye and two elderly people - Yao Meng recognized them as his deaf-mute parents; there were also high school graduation photos; and there was a huge artistic photo of her - that was when the two were in love, Feng Ye saved half a month's food expenses and paid for her to take the photo.
She gently pushed the door open.
This place looks like a showroom. In addition to photos, there are many other objects on display - old cameras, books, and some small sculptures.
At this moment, Feng Ye's low and gentle voice sounded behind him: "A lot of things were lost, and there are not many that can be found. I just put some here casually."
Yao Meng turned and smiled at him: "I'll buy more things later."
Feng Ye didn't answer. His tall and slender body leaned against the cupboard, and he looked down at her without saying a word. The atmosphere in the room became somewhat ambiguous.
Yao Meng certainly understood what he was thinking, but she pretended not to notice and looked at the row of dolls on the cupboard with great interest. Those are wooden sculptures of human faces, carved from mellow orange wood. They all have round, cute baby faces, and are lifelike. The eyes were made of black stone, and the little mouth seemed to be inlaid with porcelain or jade, which gave off a white luster.
She naturally changed the subject: "Where did you buy this? It's very unique. Can I pick it up and have a look?"
Feng Ye picked one up and handed it to her: "Of course. A friend made it for me."
Yao Meng exclaimed: "Your friend is really deft with his hands." He put down the doll and said: "Go out." Just as he walked towards the door, he felt something tight around his waist and was pulled back by Feng Ye.
Yao Meng's breathing quickened and she reached out to push him reflexively. Feng Ye's arms were very strong. He held her tightly and just looked down at her. The handsome face was cast with a hazy sheen by the light.
"Xiao Meng, no matter in the past or now, no matter if I was working in Hong Kong or on the run... I never stopped loving you for a single day. Can you give me a chance and come back to me?"
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It was already very late at night when Yao Meng and several classmates came out of Feng Ye's villa. Because she didn't want Feng Ye to send her off, she asked the driver to drive the car over in advance and park it outside Feng Ye's villa.
The car had just driven a short distance and she parted ways with the others at a fork in the road.
Instead of going home immediately, she parked her car on the side of the road. This is a main road with bright lights and many small shops on the side. Many people are eating supper on the roadside, and the atmosphere is lively and cheerful. She sat quietly for a while and called Xu Xu.
Xu Xu had just coaxed the child to sleep, and Ji Bai was taking a shower. She picked up a stack of documents that Ji Bai had just brought back from the police station today and was about to take a look. When he saw the number was Yao Meng, he smiled and said, "You're not calling because of Shu Hang, right?"
Yao Meng also smiled: "He is not a problem. I will not accept anyone at this stage." After a pause, he said: "Feng Ye just proposed to get back together, but I refused."
Xu Xu thought for a moment and said, "Right decision."
Yao Meng leaned back in the car seat and looked at the deep blue night sky with bright stars above her head: "Why? What do you think of him? Just tell me directly."
Xu Xu replied: "He is not a good match. He was arrogant when he was young, and then he wandered for three years, living a dark life in the forest. Of course, this is not an absolute disadvantage, but the two of you have too much to bear. It is better for you to have a brand new start in the future."
Yao Meng was slightly startled, and replied softly: "I didn't think that much. It's just that the past is the past, and I don't have any feelings for him anymore."
"Oh. That's right."
This reaction made Yao Meng laugh, and her originally disappointed mood became cheerful: "Okay, go and accompany my godson. I'll come to see you in a few days. Bye."
They both hung up the phone. Because of her, Xu Xu thought of the Lin Qingyan case again. He put aside the information that Ji Bai had just brought back, took out the previous files from the drawer, and started reading them again.
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Yao Meng hung up the phone, put the phone back in her bag, and was about to start the car when she suddenly froze.
She opened the bag and looked through it carefully, only to find that her house key was missing. Looking back, I got up to go to the toilet in the garden and put my bag on the chair. Maybe that's when it fell out.
Yao Meng felt a little embarrassed about turning back to find Feng Ye, but she didn't care too much. I looked up and saw that it was a one-way street. Anyway, it was not far from Feng Ye’s house, so I locked the car and walked back.
The night is dark and the lights are bright. This is the best villa area in the city. There are security guards standing guard every few steps, and there is also a row of luxury goods shops next to it that are still open. She walked along the tree-lined path towards Feng Ye's house step by step, and soon saw the iron gate of his house.
Just as she was about to walk over and ring the doorbell, she saw Feng Ye sitting alone in a recliner on the porch through the hollow carved green wall, holding the human-faced doll she had just seen in his hand, with a faint smile on his lips.
Yao Meng was slightly stunned, and stood there, looking at him motionlessly. He picked up the doll, brought it close to his lips, and kissed it lightly, mouth to mouth. The moonlight was extremely clear and bright, and the porcelain-white thing in the doll's mouth, which looked like teeth, was gleaming with a soft light.
Yao Meng's heart trembled suddenly. He stood silently for a moment, then slowly and silently retreated.
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At the same time, Ji Bai returned to the bedroom after taking a shower, and saw Xu Xu had opened all the information pages and spread them neatly on the table, staring at them intently.
"Are you watching the Lin Qingyan case again?" Ji Bai asked softly.
Xu Xu sighed and said, "Hubby, do you remember, I told you that before Lin Qingyan died, he said that he asked Tan Liang to take the blame after Tan Liang killed the third person. Later, when we analyzed the case, we felt that potassium cyanide was a poison that was difficult to obtain, and Lin Qingyan could buy it on the black market in Hong Kong; Tan Liang was just an ordinary college graduate and an ordinary forest ranger, so how could he buy it? We have never found out.
I just looked through the previous files again and compared them. The third case is too similar to the previous two. So at that time we could only think that Tan Liang happened to be a forum expert, happened to be familiar with everything about the "Angel Case", happened to encounter Lin Qingyan committing the crime, which triggered his criminal impulse, and then he used the same method to imitate Lin Qingyan to commit the crime.
There are so many coincidences that make me feel uneasy and I always feel like something is not right. The more times I read the files, the stronger this feeling becomes. ”
Ji Bai nodded. What she said was exactly what he was worried about. Patting her head, he said, "Let's look at the file again."
He sat down next to her and picked up the documents she had placed on the table, which she had just brought back from the police station today. This was handed to him by Zhao Han when he was off work, and he said it was follow-up information on the Angel case that had just been received from Hong Kong in the afternoon.
He had a calm expression at first. He picked it up and read a few lines. Then his face changed. After finishing the reading quickly, he looked up at Xu Xu and said in a deep voice, "Hong Kong salvaged a batch of human bones from the high seas a week ago. After DNA testing, it has been confirmed that they belong to the other nine victims of the 'Angel Case' that went missing that year. Judging from the bones, they were all dismembered, some of their organs were removed, and their teeth were pulled out."
Xu Xu was shocked. He took the information and his expression became more and more serious the more he read it. He murmured, "This couldn't have been done by Lin Qingyan. It doesn't fit his criminal traits at all, and it's even further away from his criminal psychology. This could only have been done by another person."
She raised her head suddenly and exchanged glances with Ji Bai, and they saw the shock in each other's eyes.
Was there another perverted serial killer in Hong Kong back then?
☆, 68 When I think of you
The place where Lin Qingyan grew up was called Daozhen. In the early 1980s, Daozhen was still poor and chaotic, and there were countless thugs on the streets. Even children in their teens enjoy fighting.
Seven-year-old Lin Qingyan was undoubtedly the one who was bullied the most. His family was too poor, and he was thin, silent, and as shriveled as a bean sprout. Therefore, older children often use teaching Lin Qingyan a lesson as a way to vent their adolescent hormones and anger.
But this is nothing to Lin Qingyan. What he feared most was coming home from school every day and seeing his father holding a wine bottle, with veins bulging and a ferocious look on his face looking at him. At this time, a beating is always inevitable. Once, he was knocked unconscious by his father with a bench. When he woke up, it was dark and his father was nowhere to be found. He wrapped the towel around his head for a long time before the bleeding stopped. He took a stool in a daze and stood on the stove to cook.
But all this changed when he was ten years old. Because one day, his father finally died of alcoholism. Perhaps it was because the body was carried around the streets by the neighbors that day, allowing everyone in the town to see his face as white as a ghost, that other children no longer dared to bully him. They would avoid him when they saw him and call him "Dead Star" behind his back.
For the first time, little Lin Qingyan felt that death was actually a good thing.
He began to live with his grandfather, who only had a few acres of thin land. In order to support his studies, his grandfather dragged his frail old body to work under the scorching sun every day. As soon as Lin Qingyan got home from school, he would go to help his grandfather. But they were still very, very poor. Lin Qingyan always wore old clothes that were fuzzy after washing, and he only had a big steamed bun and a little bit of vegetables and tofu for lunch.
But there were also people who were especially nice to him. The female class teacher is in her thirties and has a son who is about the same age as him. She often asks him to go home for lunch at noon. This was the period when Lin Qingyan had eaten the most. He felt that he was so happy every day that he felt like he was in "heaven". His height also began to grow rapidly during this period, increasing by more than ten centimeters at once. He finally looked like a normal child, and his grades, which had been sluggish before, gradually improved. Most of the time, he was still taciturn. Only on his head teacher's birthday did he carefully eat a piece of birthday cake at her house and hand her a greeting card he had drawn himself. There was a sentence written on the greeting card: "Teacher, I will definitely repay you when I grow up. I swear." The head teacher burst into tears when he saw it.
But the good times didn’t last long. When I was in the second year of junior high school, my homeroom teacher was transferred. The new teacher is a male teacher in his twenties named Du Tie. He graduated from a teachers’ college and is very handsome. The head teacher specifically asked Du Tie to take special care of Lin Qingyan, and also secretly left a sum of money for Du Tie. Although it was not much, it was enough to cover Lin Qingyan's food expenses for one semester. Du Tie agreed readily, and looked at Lin Qingyan with a gaze as gentle as the spring breeze and bright moon.
After school at noon, Du Tiedu asked Lin Qingyan to go to his single dormitory. In the teachers' cafeteria, one could get a large bowl of food for only one dollar, so he got a little extra every day and shared it with Lin Qingyan. Qingyan would pick fresh vegetables from her home garden every week and send them over. After school, if he went with his grandfather to pick up cans and mineral water bottles and earned a dollar or two, he would give it all to Du Tie as living expenses. Du Tie accepted it, patted his head and praised him for being sensible.
It happened one summer afternoon. As usual, he took the lunch box and went to Du Tie. The weather was particularly hot that day. Du Tie was only wearing shorts, revealing his fair and broad back. He sat on the bed watching TV and smoking, with the electric fan making a whirring sound.
Lin Qingyan held the lunch box and sat on a small stool to eat. After a while, he suddenly found Du Tie looking at him with a smile: "You are a boy, how come you don't sweat at all?"
At that time, Lin Qingyan was thirteen years old and his face had already grown. His skin was like his mother's, very delicate and evenly white, and his long eyebrows looked like they were drawn on his face with ink. When he heard the teacher's words, his face turned slightly red and he just smiled without saying anything.
After finishing his meal, he was about to go back to the classroom. Du Tie patted his shoulder and said, "Take a nap here. You sleep on the bed. I still need to prepare the lesson plan."
How could Lin Qingyan feel embarrassed to do so? Of course he said no. Du Tie pushed him onto the bed, got up, sat in front of the table and started working.
Compared to the classroom scorched by the scorching sun, it is really cool and comfortable with a mat laid out and a fan blowing directly towards it. Lin Qingyan fell asleep quickly. He also had a dream in which he was standing in a paddy field with the sun right above his head and it was extremely hot. Suddenly a fish jumped out of the field, bit his thigh, and burrowed into his crotch, making him feel itchy and embarrassed...
When Lin Qingyan opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was that the curtains were drawn and the room was very dark. Then he felt his thigh a little cold. He looked down and saw Du Tie's tall figure sitting beside the bed. He was wearing his grandfather's shorts, which were very loose and old. Du Tie's hand reached into his open trouser leg and was rubbing his butt.
As they stared at each other, Du Tie's face turned a little red and his eyes looked strange and a little scary. The room was so quiet, but Lin Qingyan felt as if he was thrown into a dark and fast-flowing stream, confused and terrified.
"Qingyan, the teacher wants to..." Before Du Tie could finish his words, he kicked him in the heart, stumbled off the bed, opened the door and ran out.
Lin Qingyan had a very difficult time during the remaining one and a half years of junior high school.
Du Tie didn't have the courage to force him to do anything, but no matter how many times he asked Lin Qingyan to go to his dormitory, Lin Qingyan never went. Even if he was asked to come to the office, if Du Tie was the only one in the office, Lin Qingyan would turn around and leave. From that day until he graduated from junior high school, Lin Qingyan never spoke another word to him. Even when he was called upon to ask questions in class, he was stubborn and silent.
Of course Du Tie also gave him rewards. His seat was moved to the last row, where he was blocked by a group of tall and strong children who did not study hard. Often he could not hear what the teacher said or see what was on the blackboard, and his grades plummeted. This gave Du Tie an excuse to criticize him. He scolded him in front of the whole class for not striving for progress, only knowing how to do bad things, and for not living up to the training of him and the previous head teacher.
And Du Tie always looked at him with a cold and sarcastic gaze, like an insidious snake that didn't have the courage to attack head-on but only dared to bite you secretly.
…
One day, the uncle in the school's communication room asked Lin Qingyan to answer the phone.
It was the former head teacher who called. Her voice was as gentle as before, but Lin Qingyan was much quieter than before.
At the end of the speech, the head teacher choked up and said, "Qingyan, how did you become a bad person? I heard that you always hang out with those hooligans and your mind is not on studying. How did you become like this?"
For the first time in his life, Lin Qingyan felt real pain. How could this happen?
How should a fifteen-year-old boy start speaking?
After hanging up the phone, Lin Qingyan walked towards the classroom in a daze. By then he had grown very tall, thin and fair. He was usually gloomy and silent, and his classmates would take detours when they saw him. When he passed by the teachers' dormitory, he saw Du Tiezheng putting his hand on the shoulder of another short boy and walking into the dormitory. Lin Qingyan recognized him as a first-year junior high school student, with a thin face, big eyes, and always with a silly smile on his face. His family conditions were very poor.
Lin Qingyan stood blankly under the big tree dappled with sunlight, watching the dormitory door close tightly behind Du Tie. After a while, I saw the curtains were drawn.
Lin Qingyan only ate one steamed bun and two large bowls of vegetable soup at noon that day. He suddenly felt nauseous in his stomach, held on to a tree, and vomited everything out in big mouthfuls.
After that day, Lin Qingyan began to study hard. Despite the chaotic environment around him and Du Tie's sarcasm, he managed to get into the key high school in the county with the best grades in the town. Later, even the leader of the student gang sitting next to him patted him on the shoulder and said to others: "This is my buddy, he's awesome. From now on in Daozhen, no one is allowed to bully him."
Of course, Du Tie had no chance to bully him again. In fact, he hadn’t seen Du Tie for a long time since he was admitted to high school.
The last time they met was many years later when he inherited Mr. Qin’s property, became a wealthy businessman in Hong Kong, and returned to Daozhen to invest. By that time, he had already mastered the art of killing and was very skilled at it.
He deliberately stayed in Dao Town for a month, and Du Tie disappeared for a whole month. During that period, Lin Qingyan attended various activities of the town government during the day, and returned to the basement of the villa at night, watching Du Tie wailing in pain. He was also the only one who was slowly tortured to death by Lin Qingyan. His body was finally cut into small pieces and burned, and his ashes were scattered under a big tree in the school.
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These were all things that happened later, and Lin Qingyan spent his entire high school years in silence and hard work. Many girls also handed him love letters, but he never responded.
Lin Qingyan entered university alone.
The so-called "alone" means that his grandfather sold the two dilapidated houses in the family to raise money for his first year of tuition, and from then on the grandfather and grandson were completely impoverished. When he went to the county town to work during the summer vacation, his grandfather died of illness in a thatched hut beside the field. When he came back, the body had been stinking for several days and no one was taking care of it in the field.
The thing that is most abundant in the countryside is land. He carried the body on his back and walked all day long until he reached the deep mountains, where he dug a hole and buried his grandfather.
He didn't feel sad. Grandpa will die one day, the sooner he dies, the sooner he will be free.
Lin Qingyan studied mathematics in college. This was the second happiest time in his life.
He had loved math in high school, and now he could finally immerse himself in it. He felt that mathematics was so beautiful, simple, clean and full of mysteries. This kind of mystery cannot be understood by outsiders. Only he was quietly immersed in it, intoxicated.
But there are also unhappy times. Because when he was a junior, he fell in love with a girl.
The boys' dormitory at the university is filled with the scent of hormones. Seeing other people going out in pairs, some even hanging curtains and making out in the boys' dormitory, Lin Qingyan was not as calm as he appeared. He would also hold his desires under the quilt, bury his face in the pillow, and suppress his sweat and breathing. He was a peeping Tom who didn't want to be seen in public.
College girls are not as innocent as high school girls. Everyone knows that Lin Qingyan is poor. He works three jobs every day to support himself and has to apply for student loans every year. There were also one or two girls pursuing him, but Lin Qingyan remained indifferent.
The one he liked was the purest girl in the department. She may not be the most beautiful, but she has a fair and soft oval face, ink-black eyes, wears a beautiful bohemian-style long dress, and has a smile as bright and clear as a spring.
On the eve of the graduation party, the girl left early and no one noticed. Lin Qingyan followed her quietly, walking and walking, he wanted to confess his feelings to her.
As soon as I arrived outside the east gate of the school, I saw her get into a luxury car. The man in the car was about forty years old, wearing gold-rimmed glasses. He put his arm around her waist and bent down to kiss her honey-colored lips.
Lin Qingyan stood under the dark shadow of the trees, watching the car disappear into the distance. For the second time in his life, he felt an uncontrollable nausea. And that summer afternoon several years ago, the sound of the electric fan, the cool and dim room, and the feeling of Teacher Du Tie's soft and powerful hands caressing his buttocks became vivid and clear again. Lin Qingyan squatted in a tree pit outside the school gate, vomiting all over the place.
This world is so dirty, where is there a clean sky and land?
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The university that Lin Qingyan attended was pretty good, but it wasn't the best in the country. The employment situation for mathematics graduates is not very good. But he didn't want to pursue graduate studies, and didn't want to spend his whole life in poverty in school.
His years of hard study paid off. He overcame many difficulties and finally got his dream of entering the best investment company in the country as an assistant analyst. Despite the low position, the income is already very good. Become the envy of classmates.
It was also in this year that he met Qin Shuhua.
It was a day in mid-September when our city branch received news that the group chairman would come from Hong Kong to inspect business. Everyone in the investment department went to the magnificent first-floor lobby to welcome them. Lin Qingyan had the lowest seniority, so he stayed in the department on duty.
When Qin Shuhua walked in, the huge office was so quiet that Lin Qingyan didn't even hear her footsteps. When I looked up, I saw a middle-aged woman with light makeup standing at the door, looking at me.
Lin Qingyan could tell people's social status at a glance. Seeing that she was well-dressed and had diamond earrings on her earlobes, he smiled politely and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
Qin Shuhua laughed immediately - it turned out that there were people in the company who didn't know the chairman.
A large group of people followed in quickly. The department manager saw that President Qin was standing aside with a half-smile on his face, while Lin Qingyan was still sitting still. He immediately held his forehead and said, "Xiao Lin, hurry up and pour tea for the chairman."
Lin Qingyan just joined the company last month, and indeed he doesn’t recognize all the faces of the company’s leaders. Her fair face turned a little red and she immediately stood up to pour tea.
Qin Shuhua waved her hand: "No need." She didn't even look at the small character Lin Qingyan, and a large group of people left in a mighty manner.
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There are many kinds of good looks for men. Twenty-two-year-old Lin Qingyan is not a handsome guy who strikes people as stunning at first sight. At first glance, he was wearing a white shirt and black trousers. He was tall and fair, with delicate features, quiet and gentle, and was a pleasant sight.
But Qin Shuhua believed until her death that Lin Qingyan was the most handsome boy she had ever seen. She had seen too many men and could tell Lin Qingyan from ordinary people at a glance. The boy's delicate and clean eyebrows and eyes will give people a feeling of brilliance if you look at them for a long time. Those clear, dark, and slender eyes contained too many things. He is quieter than his peers, yet also has a youthful childishness; he has undisguised ambition, yet also seems to reveal indifference and disgust towards reality.
Qin Shuhua looked at him and it was like seeing herself when she started from scratch. And for the first time, after being single for many years, she felt that she wanted to get a man and possess this extremely beautiful and graceful woman.
Everything that happened afterwards was simply a game of cat and mouse with a huge disparity in strength.
One month after Qin Shuhua inspected the branch, Lin Qingyan was informed by his superiors that he was being transferred to Hong Kong to participate in a project at the headquarters.
"This is a great opportunity for promotion," the manager said. "Xiao Lin, you must seize it."
Lin Qingyan was not flattered. He was already an outstanding person, and if he had the opportunity, he felt that he deserved it.
This project is said to be a strategic topic for the group and is directly under the charge of Mr. Qin's assistant. Sometimes when it was too late, the general assistant would directly ask Lin Qingyan to do something - such as delivering documents to President Qin, making coffee for President Qin, or driving President Qin to the mall for shopping. After a few visits, Lin Qingyan became familiar with President Qin. He saw how decisive she was in the business world, and also saw how tired and lonely she looked after entertaining officials late at night. Gradually, his heart was filled with admiration for this strong woman.
The truth came out two months later. The assistant was driving that day, and he accompanied Mr. Qin to a cocktail party at the Ministry of Commerce. This was also an opportunity for him to get in touch with business contacts, so he cherished it very much. It was already very late when it ended. Mr. Qin had drunk some wine and felt groggy after getting in the car. He was going to sit in the passenger seat, but the assistant said, "You take care of Mr. Qin in the back."
Lin Qingyan did not suspect anything and sat next to Qin Shuhua, carefully pouring water for her, handing her a towel, and covering her with a thin blanket. Qin Shuhua seemed half drunk. She raised her eyes and looked at him with a smile on her lips.
When turning a corner, Qin Shuhua's body tilted. Lin Qingyan quickly reached out to support her, and she fell on his shoulder.
She closed her eyes, breathed evenly, and did not move. Lin Qingyan's body was a little stiff, but for both emotional and polite reasons, he couldn't push her away at the moment. He could only sit up straight with his hands on the back of the chair to avoid touching her body.
The body of the forty-year-old woman was still soft, with a faint fragrance lingering around his nose. Her face was resting on his shoulder, and she seemed uncomfortable through the thin shirt, so she rubbed it gently.
The car was silent for several minutes, and the assistant in the front seat acted as if he had seen nothing. Lin Qingyan felt very uncomfortable, but he finally spoke: "Boss Qin? Boss Qin?"
Qin Shuhua slowly raised her face, and gently brushed her forehead, cheeks, and lips across his young and energetic neck and chin, looking at him quietly.
Lin Qingyan's heart was like a flash of white lightning, illuminating everything in an instant.
At this time, Qin Shuhua had closed her eyes and waited, her lips less than one centimeter away from him. At the same time as the strong feeling of stagnation and boredom surged into his mind, a clear thought came to his mind - he couldn't refuse, he could only kiss her.
The car was so quiet, but Lin Qingyan's heart was like a raging storm. He was almost trembling slightly and lowered his head. Sensing his movements, Qin Shuhua put her arms around his neck and pressed her lips against his.
It was Lin Qingyan’s first time kissing someone, and he didn’t feel anything at all, just their wet and slippery tongues entwined together, and there was a faint smell of alcohol in Qin Shuhua’s mouth. At the same time, he also felt that somewhere in his body began to swell and harden. This reaction made him shudder, and the shame of being ignored and suppressed suddenly came flooding back. He wanted to push Qin Shuhua away, but all he actually did was turn his head and move his lips away. The two of them stared at each other. He looked at the fine lines at the corners of Qin Shuhua's eyes, and a feeling of nausea finally began to rise up.
He held it in and tried not to vomit. Qin Shuhua didn't notice it, thinking he was shy and nervous, so she continued to lean her head on his shoulder and whispered, "Qingyan, I'm very happy."
Finally arriving at Mr. Qin's villa, he and his assistant helped Mr. Qin out of the car. The assistant said, "Xiao Lin, take Mr. Qin upstairs."
He let go of her as if he was electrocuted, and took a step back: "I have something else to do tomorrow morning, I'll go back with you."
Qin Shuhua didn't say anything. Just as the assistant was about to speak again, he heard her say, "Good night, President Qin, good night, General Assistant. I'm leaving first." He turned and
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