Chapter 4 third quarter

No one would have thought of the fact that Song Xiaoyuan and I slept intimately, except me and Song Xiaoyuan. At the beginning, I really didn't want to sleep with Song Xiaoyuan, because I still regarded her as my best friend, even though this kind of good friend relationship was established when I was a woman, even though I am a man now. I originally thought that men and women could be friends, but if they couldn't be lovers, they could just be friends.Just like millet—if it can be used as a seed, it should be used as a seed, and if it cannot be used as a seed, it should be used as food.

But my perception and metaphor were wrong. Song Xiaoyuan is a romantic woman with a unique personality. Her relationship with men is either lustful, mercenary, or hateful.Among the opposite sex in her heart and life, she has no friends. If I want to keep friends with Song Xiaoyuan, unless I tell her: I am your old friend Xia Zhuang!Herein lies the problem.I wanted to avoid being Song Xiaoyuan's lover, but I couldn't tell her that I was my old friend Xia Zhuang.The woman named Xia Zhuang died, and I am now Tong Han. I can't bring back summer makeup from the past, absolutely not.

So when the flirtatious woman Song Xiaoyuan was with the innocent man Tong Han, or the naive man Tong Han and the dissolute woman Song Xiaoyuan were inseparable at any time, the relationship that should and should not have happened. The incident happened in Song Xiaoyuan's villa. After the golden key was handed over to me, I officially became Song Xiaoyuan's driver.Every day, at the appointed time, I parked the car in front of the nightclub and arrived at the villa or other scheduled places on time to pick up Song Xiaoyuan.If the time or place needs to be changed, Song Xiaoyuan will call my BP machine with her mobile phone or telephone.

The thing started from the voice of the BP machine in the middle of the night. On this late autumn night, I sent the tired Song Xiaoyuan back to the villa as usual.Song Xiaoyuan was nothing special today.After she got out of the car, she stood by the car door, said "Go back", closed the car door for me, and then walked into the villa. She said and did this sentence and the action of closing the car door every day, and it has become a habit, so I don't feel anything unusual about Song Xiaoyuan. I drove the car away as usual, and locked it in the garage of the nightclub—since I took care of this car, this car has been with me nearby and rarely enters the garage of the villa.

After locking the car, I walked back to the residence that Song Xiaoyuan provided for her staff.I lived in a two-bedroom house with two staff members, and I lived in the living room because I arrived late.One of Song Xiaoyuan's supervisors said that he would call me after a while, but I said it was unnecessary.I'm happy to live in the living room, to show or prove that I'm not a lazy man. After I got home, I went to take a shower.The other two staff members who live with me have already returned and are hiding in their respective rooms.I thought they were asleep because I couldn't see the light leaking through the cracks in the door and the transom.

So when taking a bath, I try to reduce the amount of water and the movement of hands and feet, so as not to disturb their dreams.But then the sound they started was louder than the sound of me taking a shower. At that time, I had already finished the shower and turned off the light, and I was lying on the bed ready to fall asleep. Suddenly there was a sound in the room. To be precise, it was one of the rooms that made the sound first, and it was the sound of calling the bed. The callers were a crazy boy and a crazy girl.I think they're crazy, or just dying, because the sound of their yelling is obsessed with messing around and looking for life and death.The sound didn't last long and stopped.But then there was another sound from another room, which was also the sound of calling the bed.The people calling the bed were also a pair of crazy men and women.I also think they're crazy, or just dying, because the sound of their shouts is obsessed with chaos and death.

The same cry came from two rooms in succession, and gave me the same feeling. The sound and feel upset me and kept me up at night. The sound in the room gradually weakened and disappeared, and the doors opened one after another.Four comfortable and satisfied men and women came out one after another.Take turns using the bathroom and toilet.But now is the time for them to behave carefully. They try to minimize the amount of water and the movement of hands and feet as I did just now, because they think I am asleep and cannot bear to disturb my sleep.But they didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth when they called the bed just now, and now they know their scruples.But I still pretended to be asleep and deceived them.However, at this moment, the BP machine rang.

The sound of "BP" from the BP machine made me unable to sleep, and it also made men and women who relieved their hands and took a bath feel at a loss.A naked girl ran across the living room with her head in her arms. Her white and tender body shone with light as she shuttled through the darkness like a fat white mouse. I had to move, because I had to take the BP player that was left behind my pants at the end of the bed to see who was calling me. The BP machine was picked up by me like a conch, and I saw this text: "Tong Han, I'm afraid!" The few missing Chinese characters are like roses with thorns, which make me pleasing to the eye, but also make me troublesome.I concluded that it was Song Xiaoyuan calling me, because the person who blatantly disturbed me in the middle of the night could only be Song Xiaoyuan, even though her name was not printed on the BP machine.

Song Xiaoyuan called me at this time because she was afraid.She communicated or stated her fear or situation through the BP machine. Why was she afraid?Why is she afraid to announce and confess to me?Now the question is: shall I put on my trousers and go to her villa?I seem to hear or make an answer: yes, go. So I went. About 30 minutes later, I drove to the villa. Song Xiaoyuan was obviously looking forward to my arrival, because the lights were on in the villa. When I opened the car door, Song Xiaoyuan was also opening the door of the villa - the two open doors are like two activated mouths, and Song Xiaoyuan and I are exposed like tongues - the lips and tongues are interdependent and active, and there is the following Dialogue: "Tong Han, I knew you would come."

"You call me, of course I'll come." "You know I'm calling you? I didn't type your name." "Why didn't you type your name?" "I think I don't type my name, and you should know that I'm calling you." "Yes, I know that." "why?" "Intuition." "I'm really scared." "I thought so too, that's why I came." "I called you, but I didn't tell you to come, but I think you will come." "why?" "Because if you don't come, you are a stupid man."

"I thought Lai was a stupid man, but I didn't think I was smart." "Smart man, please come in." I went into the villa because Song Xiaoyuan said I was smart or I thought I was smart. I entered a woman's villa. This woman is like a bottle of fine wine sitting in an antique villa, waiting to be sipped.And I will not avoid and refuse the invitation of a woman who makes many men intoxicated, because I am also a man.I have a healthy body and a passion.Only an old monk would be insensitive and indifferent to a woman's passionate trust, let alone Song Xiaoyuan is a beautiful and luxurious woman. But no matter how beautiful, charming and seductive Song Xiaoyuan is, I will not sleep with her. When I entered the villa, I still thought so.I also regard Song Xiaoyuan as my friend. I held simple and unadorned thoughts like this, and was then led into the bedroom by Song Xiaoyuan. The bedroom attracts me like a magnetic field.I first saw a bed, moored like a boat on a carpet of blue water—I realized later that my metaphor of the boat was apt, because it was a bed of water—but my gaze Jump off the bed, because another thing attracts me more: this is a photo, it is a group photo of two beautiful women - I see Song Xiaoyuan, who is 20 years old, and Xia, who is one year older than her Makeup, as close as sisters, are inlaid in an exquisite photo frame. One had to look at them as long as one's eyes were not closed, for they were the prettiest person, or thing, in the bedroom. I stand in front of the photo and stare quietly, while my memories are lively, and time flows backwards in my memories.Two smart and beautiful girls appear in my memory, like a wonderful peacock and a lark, dancing and singing softly—in fact, there is nothing more beautiful than describing the dancer Song Xiaoyuan as a peacock and the singer Xia Zhuang as a lark Appropriate metaphor. In fact, a newspaper eight years ago used these two beautiful birds to describe them respectively, because their beauty and acting skills were overwhelming and outstanding.In the city song and dance troupe where they are located, or in the city where their song and dance troupe is located, no one can find actors and beauties who surpass them.Appreciation from the officials, love from the audience, and pursuit from the young master made Song Xiaoyuan and Xia Zhuang the most favored beauties in the city, and thus made them friends. Song Xiaoyuan and Xia Zhuang became friends because they were violently chased by the same young man, and they both rejected him.The dude who fiercely chases Song Xiaoyuan and Xia Zhuang is a collector of the Municipal Taxation Bureau. His position is very low, but he has a formidable father and an arrogant car.Relying on his powerful father and the Suzuki King motorcycle, which was advanced at the time, he was flying and having fun in this emerging city and the trendy wine and sex. He first pursued Song Xiaoyuan, hunting Song Xiaoyuan as a delicate and fresh animal, but he considered himself a strong and experienced hunter, and he had a particularly fast car following him like a loyal and excellent hunting dog. He felt that capturing Song Xiaoyuan was inevitable, because there was never any prey that he wanted to capture but could not capture, and Song Xiaoyuan was the same. But it turned out to be so hard and difficult for him to chase Song Xiaoyuan.He invested and spent a lot of energy and financial resources, but in the end he didn't get Song Xiaoyuan. Song Xiaoyuan is like a genius fox, not only dodges the hunter cleverly and cunningly, but also teases and tortures the hunter who chases her to the point of exhaustion—not only can the playboy who relies on himself as a master of love not get the beauty he likes, but also A great deal of money, trinkets, flowers and promises were also lost or wasted which were put in and used as bait. The elder brother who has no money and man has no hope of pursuing Song Xiaoyuan, so he pursues Xia Zhuang instead. Xia Zhuang also made the chaser retreat.Like Song Xiaoyuan, she did not become a plaything on the bed of the young master. But Song Xiaoyuan and Xia Zhuang have very different ways of rejecting the same man who wants to get them into bed. Don't provoke the hunter, then Xia Zhuang is a wild leopard, resisting the hunter bravely, neither being captured by the hunter nor bruising the hunter: she chased away the man who tried her, and made him To scold. The young master who failed again did not invest or lose much money this time, but his spirit and mood were extremely depressed, because his superiority, dignity and family were dim and indifferent in Xia Zhuang's eyes, and this was more important than money. He couldn't understand why these two shallow women despised and avoided being chased by wealthy children?Why are they so reserved and arrogant?In fact, Song Xiaoyuan and Xia Zhuang didn't understand either.They were young then.They don't understand the role and influence of money and men on life, or they don't understand the consequences of ignoring money and men.They neither wanted to be rich nor to fall in love. At that time, they just wanted to sing and dance. But then they understood that this is something to do later. At that time, Song Xiaoyuan and Xia Zhuang refused to be men's vassals, but they became friends who were close to each other.That photo was the first group photo of Song Xiaoyuan and Xia Zhuang after they became friends, and it was also the only photo taken together. They're too good to need too many photoshoots because they're always inseparable. That photo was secretly taken by a crew member in the troupe, because he felt that they were so close and friendly that it was touching and jealous—it was almost Xia Zhuang's turn, but the makeup hadn't been done yet, or Song Xiaoyuan felt that the makeup was done well. Not good, so she pulled back Xia Zhuang and put it on again.Zhang Luo behind the scenes saw this scene in their eyes, went to get the camera, pointed the lens at Xia Zhuang and Song Xiaoyuan who was painting Xia Zhuang's eyebrows, and pressed the shutter. This photo was first regarded as a masterpiece by the theater staff and named "Sisters on Stage" and displayed in the window, and then it was given to Song Xiaoyuan and Xia Zhuang as a gift, and Song Xiaoyuan kept it. Now, this photo is placed in Song Xiaoyuan's bedroom. It has been moved and relocated countless times with Song Xiaoyuan over the years, and it has not been lost by Song Xiaoyuan. The only thing that is old in her bedroom now is probably this photo, because there is nothing else that makes me nostalgic.It is like a collection or a single copy in a scripture library, which is uniquely read and watched by me. "What are you looking at?" Song Xiaoyuan returned to the bedroom.She just went out to the kitchen to make coffee. "I'm looking at this picture," I said. "It was taken with my friend." Song Xiaoyuan said.She holds two cups of coffee in her hands.She handed me one of them. "I don't drink coffee," I said.But I took the coffee. "Why? If you find it bitter, you can add sugar." "No," I said, "this shit keeps you awake." Song Xiaoyuan said: "Even if you don't drink, don't want to sleep tonight." "Then I'll drink it." I said.I took a sip of coffee. "Sit down." Song Xiaoyuan pulled over the dressing stool and invited me to sit down.She sat on the bed by herself. The moment Song Xiaoyuan sat on the bed, I heard a sound of running water or waves coming out of the bed, but I couldn't see the running water or the waves.I am baffled. So Song Xiaoyuan told me it was a water bed.As soon as people sit or lie on it, there will be the sound of water and birdsong.Lying on this bed, there is a feeling of being in nature. "Where's the water?" I said. "Under the bed," Song Xiaoyuan said, "maybe not." "Birds too?" Song Xiaoyuan laughed, "How could a bird get under the bed? Do you think it's a mouse? Record it!" she said. "I think it's a recording, too," I said, "but I feel like it's real." "You come to sit too." Song Xiaoyuan greeted me. "OK?" "What's wrong? Come here." So, I sat down on the water bed—I didn't expect to sit on this water bed, and I would never be able to leave the bed again. The water bed was like a boat adrift at sea—I had that feeling again—and I was like a man floating in the sea and being rescued aboard. Song Xiaoyuan was the one who saved me.She lured me aboard. The moment my center of gravity fell on the boat, I felt the boat shaking. A hurricane of dread hit me suddenly.I feel nervous, and in danger.I worry and fear that the ship will sink under my weight. Before getting on the boat, I was at ease.But when I got on the boat, I was actually very scared.Because I feel that my life is not autonomous.My fate of life and death will be at the mercy and control of Song Xiaoyuan.The facts are already like this - I obeyed her wooing to board the boat, that is to say. Song Xiaoyuan comforted me to sit down, and she took away the cold and trembling coffee cup from her hand.She told me not to be afraid, water can carry a boat, we will not drown.So I said, I'm not afraid.Song Xiaoyuan said that I am not afraid either. I took out the BP machine, "You called me just now," I said, "Aren't you afraid?" Song Xiaoyuan "Oh, this one. I mean, I'm not afraid of this water bed. I thought you said I was afraid of it. I'm afraid I'm still afraid. What are you buying it for?" I said, "Then what are you afraid of?" "I had a nightmare," Song Xiaoyuan said, "This dream scares me." "What did you dream about?" Song Xiaoyuan said: "I dreamed that my friend and I were killing each other. I killed her." "why?" "I have no idea." "Is that the friend in the photo?" I counted on Xia Zhuang who took a photo with Song Xiaoyuan in the photo frame. "Yes," Song Xiaoyuan said, "I killed her! Why did I kill her?" "You killed her because she wanted to kill you. Didn't you say kill each other?" "But why did we Want to kill each other? We shouldn't do this!" "What is the fact or reality?" I said, "Did you kill her?" "No." Song Xiaoyuan said. "That's all right," I said. "You didn't kill her, and she didn't die. It was just a dream." "No, she's dead!" Song Xiaoyuan exclaimed suddenly, "She's dead, I think...is she dead?" "What's wrong with you?" I said, "Is your friend dead? Let her come to see you , or you went to see her, don't you know?" "No," Song Xiaoyuan said, "I can't find her. She doesn't come to me either. She's gone far away, alone..." "Taiping In the prosperous age, it is not easy for a person to die," I said, "just as the trees in the garden are not easy to be cut down." "No," Song Xiaoyuan said. "You don't know my friend. She has a strong temper, and she will never turn back in whatever she does. I'm worried that she will get into trouble." "Is your friend smart?" I said. "clever." "Then don't be afraid," I said, "as long as a person is smart, no matter how strong his temper is, he won't get into trouble, at least he won't get into big trouble, just like if I drive for you, as long as I steer well, no matter how fast I drive, There will be no accidents, at least no major accidents." When I said this, Song Xiaoyuan became interested. "If you don't drive well, we'll die together," she said. "Unless I am a traitor," I said, "you must live." "Live with you?" Song Xiaoyuan said. "Yes." I said. At this time, Song Xiaoyuan raised a hand and touched my face.It was her left hand, slowly rising from the right side of my body, like a rising sunflower. Her round palms shine in my eyes like sunflowers, and then touch my face.I grasped the palm like a sunflower, intending to push it away, because I could not accept such a caress-it was my friend's hand, but it touched me like a lover. I want to continue to be Song Xiaoyuan's friend or I don't want to be Song Xiaoyuan's lover, so I have to push away the provocative and loving hands. So I grabbed the wrong hand, but couldn't push it away.My hands are also making mistakes, because I suddenly don't have the courage and strength to push them away.In other words, I was suddenly attracted and firmly stuck to this hand, so that the two hands could not be separated. The situation is like a person trying to fight a fire but being engulfed by the fire instead. Two hands of the opposite sex were connected and docked on my face, silently intimate and intimate.Then another hand came up, and it first ran through my black hair, then brushed it, and then slid and caressed my face.Sunflowers are shining on my face.I hold a sunflower in my hand, but let the other sunflower expand freely and freely. This is Song Xiaoyuan's right hand.When this hand moves and stretches, it prompts Song Xiaoyuan's body to rotate accordingly.Her front or front is facing me, dumping on me. I was overturned on the water bed.I lay on my back on the water bed.Like a raft waiting to be crossed, because the raft carries a vivacious or active passenger. No, she is not a passenger, but a ferryman, because she is maneuvering the raft freely and skillfully—she kissed me first, and sealed my mouth with soft and sweet lips, as if pumping up the raft— —in fact the raft is inflated, it takes or sucks the woman's vapour, and puffs and swells with pleasure, for my flesh boils hot and my urges arouse. At this time, I felt that Song Xiaoyuan was very light above me, like a fluttering fairy, because I was full of energy. At this time again, Song Xiaoyuan untied the rope or chain tied to the raft—I felt it was a chain, because the belt tied around my waist tightly bound me, and only by untying it could I feel better physically and mentally. Freedom is like a raft that can leave the shore only when the chains are untied——Song Xiaoyuan strips off the sundries or wastes that are attached to the raft one by one, and throws them all into the water and the shore— ——I experienced and saw that my suits, leather shoes, underwear and socks were stripped away by Song Xiaoyuan, and scattered in all directions, like piles of sundries or waste.This is indeed the case, because these are all my belongings, Song Xiaoyuan does not need them, and I also regard them as a burden-Song Xiaoyuan and I need an easy transition between each other. So Song Xiaoyuan also threw away her belongings—it was actually just a simple nightgown, she wore it to meet me when I came to the villa, but I just didn't explain it.Now, this simple nightdress fell off Song Xiaoyuan's body quickly, like a curtain covering a sculpture being lifted decisively. So, I saw Song Xiaoyuan's perfect nude body, like a rare and wonderful work in a collection at night, tempting me to steal it and keep it as my own. Yes, I stole good works.I carried her across time and space and autumn nights, and came to the rough river and seaside, ready to sneak across.Now, I have become a smuggled raft, carrying Song Xiaoyuan who is both a work and an accomplice.Song Xiaoyuan was undoubtedly the mastermind of this incident, because Pi Rao was truly and completely under her control.Suddenly, Song Xiaoyuan took hold of the most important thing on the raft—it was an oar, a necessary tool for smuggling, like a gun in a soldier's hand.Song Xiaoyuan grasped the thick and sturdy oar on the raft in her hand—it was my oar!But I was played with by Song Xiaoyuan's hand, and why did I hand it to her willingly?It is a symbol of my masculinity!But it fell into the hands of a woman, I lost my mind, but I was submissive!I'm so motivated, but I'm overwhelmed!The raft and oars are completely at the mercy and control of Song Xiaoyuan.Later, Song Xiaoyuan let go suddenly, and immediately threw the oar into her abyss. O my oar, for the first time I have entered such a deep abyss - it swayed and paddled in the abyss, swinging the raft away from the river bank.It makes rafting so fun!Song Xiaoyuan was sitting on the raft, and she was paddling the raft.The movements and postures of her paddling or manipulating the raft are so natural and sophisticated, and so unique and exquisite. Tong Han, a man, is a first-sail raft, transitioning with a woman for the first time.What kind of a dissolute woman is this, no matter how vigorous the raft is, she can't stand her ups and downs.It was also because the raft was so energetic that it was difficult to control itself, and the raft lost its breath when it reached the middle of the river. The moment the raft was deflated, Tong Han clearly heard a cry coming from his body and mind.It was a cry for help, and he needed a capable woman to fix the deflated raft, so he yelled.The woman heard the cry, but it was too late—the raft was hopelessly deflated... The result of the deflation was that a happy and happy woman fell into the river unfortunately. Song Xiaoyuan stared angrily at me, the perpetrator, like a victim in a shipwreck.She couldn't accept the fact of failure, and the responsibility for failure should be borne by me. "What's wrong with you," she said, "that you have no self-control?" "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," I said. "Do you do that with other women?" she said. "No," I said, "you might laugh at me if you say it. This is the first time I'm with a woman..." Song Xiaoyuan sat up in surprise: "What?" "This is the first time for me," I said, " I don't know how..." "You mean you are a virgin?" Song Xiaoyuan suddenly said with concern. "Yes, but it's over now," I said. "Tong Han, you really surprised and pleased me!" Song Xiaoyuan said, her resentment just now disappeared, and she seemed a little overjoyed. "how old are you?" "Thirty years old." I said. "I slept with a woman for the first time when I was thirty," Song Xiaoyuan said, "Why?" "It doesn't look like it?" I said, "But I won't lie to you." "I didn't say you lied to me," Song Xiaoyuan said, "I said that I slept with a woman for the first time when I was thirty. Why?" "Because it's impossible for a person to fall in love, or ask for love while sitting in prison." I lied to Song Xiaoyuan like this. I really lied to her. "You got out of prison?" she said. "Yes, from twenty to thirty," I said. "Because of what?" "Because I broke the law," I said. "Break what law?" "Criminal law. I killed a man." "kill?" "Kill." I said calmly, as if I had really killed someone. "do you died?" "died." "Ten years in prison after death?" Song Xiaoyuan said in amazement, she felt that I should not only be in prison for ten years, but should be in prison for 20, 30 years, or should be sentenced to death. "I didn't think I'd be so lucky," I said. "You get ten years in prison for killing one person. Then I can kill four more people in this lifetime, if I live to be seventy." Song Xiaoyuan was shocked: "You want to kill so much? Will you kill me?" "No." I said. "why?" "Because you're a woman," I said. "I only kill men, or only men who rape civilian women. But I don't think I will kill again in this life, because I don't have any sisters for men to mess with. One of my sisters and one sister were killed After being abused by the same man, my elder sister jumped into the river and my younger sister lay on the rails. Once they died, there would be only men left in our family.” Song Xiaoyuan said: "Because that man spoiled your sister, so you killed him?" "Yes." "That man deserves to be killed," Song Xiaoyuan said, "but you shouldn't go to jail." Now Song Xiaoyuan feels that I was wronged again. I said, "It would be great if you were a judge, then not only would I not have to go to jail, but you could also be named a hero for the people." Song Xiaoyuan smiled, "It's good for you to go to jail, otherwise you can keep your virginity until now? Speaking of which, I would like to thank the prison, the most pure man in my life, he actually came out of prison." "So you won't resent me for what happened?" I said. "No," Song Xiaoyuan threw herself on me, pinching my nose with her fingers, "I can't spare you, I want you to do it again." "Can I?" "Why not?" Song Xiaoyuan said, "Not only do I want you to do it, but I also want to train you to be the best man!" My heart felt hot and I hugged Song Xiaoyuan. Song Xiaoyuan finally made me succeed—she manipulated the raft and oars again—the oars stood upright under her touch and kisses, and entered her abyss, moving in a controlled manner—the raft was happy And sailing steadily, in the sound of running water and Song Xiaoyuan's humming love song, it is like a lively stage, because Song Xiaoyuan's vivid posture and singing voice are better than any performance on the stage-that is from her The music and dance of the genius of the living body deeply infect and educate me, making me happy, obsessed, intoxicated, grown and skilled.In the end, we reached the other shore smoothly, and at the same time reached the peak of happiness. Song Xiaoyuan's excited shouts when she reached the peak were like a declaration, announcing my real life as a man, and I took a step forward.