Chapter 2 chapter 2

"The curtains are half open, and brightly lit buildings stand in the dark mountain shadows. The sky above the mountain shadows is dark, and the lights of the night market are full of bustling lights, all falling on the lower end of the window sill. The transparent post-modern building of the tower opposite, the internal organs can be seen clearly, the elevator It rises slowly in the throat until it is about the same height as you, and even a few people in the elevator can be seen roughly. From there, you can take pictures of your indoor scene with a telephoto lens. You can take pictures of how you make love with her. Down.

"You don't need to hide, and you don't have any scruples. It's not like a movie star, a politician, or a local rich man in Hong Kong, who is afraid of being exposed by the newspapers. You hold a French travel permit, and you are a political refugee. You are invited to visit, and the room you booked is also the same. People pay. You show your ID to check into this big hotel bought by the mainland government, and you enter the computer at the service desk in the lobby. The foreman and the counter lady seem to have difficulty listening to your Beijing dialect, but after a few months in Hong Kong When they return to the motherland, they will probably have to change to Beijing accent, and they may be taking tuition. It is their duty to keep track of the tourists' movements. Now that the boss has been transferred to the government, the naked sex scene you just had may have been recorded Besides, for the sake of safety in such a big hotel, it is not in vain to install more cameras. You sit on the edge of the bed, sweating, feeling a little cold, and want to turn off the humming air conditioner.

"What are you thinking?" she asked. "I didn't think about anything." "Then what are you looking at?" "In the tower opposite, the elevator goes up and down, and everyone inside can see that two people are kissing." "I can't see clearly," she said, looking up from the bed. "You're talking about using a telephoto lens." "Then draw the curtains." "She was lying on her back, her whole body was naked with white stripes, except for a luxuriant brown bush between her crotch." "I want to record but the hair is distinct," you teased.

"Who are you talking about? In this room? Who recorded the video?" "You said machines, everything is automatic." "It's not allowed, and it's not in China!" "You said that this hotel has been bought by the mainland authorities." "She sighed softly, sat up and said: "You have a heart disease. "Reach out your hand to stroke your hair." Turn on the desk lamp, I'll turn off the overhead light. " "No, I was in a hurry just now, I haven't had a good look at it yet." "Don't you think you're too fat?" she laughed. "Chinese women have better bodies."

"You said maybe not, you just like her breasts, they are real and sensual. "You haven't?" "She sat down on the armchair in front of the window opposite you, leaned on the back of the chair, and simply looked up and let you see. The bright elevator in the tower outside the window was blocked by her, and the shadow of the mountain behind it seemed even darker. This wonderful night, You said that her naked body is unbelievable, but it doesn't seem to be true. "So I want coffee so I can wake up?" There was a hint of mockery in her eyes. "Better seize the moment!"

"You also say that life is sometimes like a miracle, that you're lucky to be alive, that it's all purely accidental, and it's true, not "I would like to be in a dream forever, but it's impossible. I'd rather not think about it." "He took a sip of wine, closed his eyes, her eyelashes were quite long, she was like a German white girl with no hair. You asked her to separate her legs, she could see it clearly, and it was deeply imprinted in her memory. She said she didn't want to remember, just Feel this moment. You ask her if she feels it, your eyes? She said she felt you walking on her body. From where to where? She said from the toes to the waist, ah, a spring of water flowed out again, she said She wants you. You said you want her too, just want to see how this living body twists and turns.

"Easy to take a picture?" She closed her eyes. "Yes" you stare at her, looking up and down her body. "Can they all be photographed?" "Nothing left out." "You are not afraid?" "What are you afraid of?" "You said you have nothing to worry about now. She said she doesn't care. You said this is Hong Kong after all, and China is very far away from you. You get up and stick to her again, and she tells you to turn off the overhead light, so you enter her again Lubricated flesh. "Attracts you deeply?" She panted slightly.

"Yes, buried mouth" You said you were buried in her flesh. "Only Meat" "Yes, there is no memory, there is only this moment." "She said she needed to blend in like this in the dark, the chaos. "Just feel the warmth of a woman..." "Men are also hot, it's been a long time..." "Have you ever had a man?" "I've never been so excited, so trembling..." "why?" "I don't know, I don't know why..." "Tell me," "can not say it clearly……" "It came suddenly and unexpectedly?"

"Do not ask." "But you want her to talk! She said no. You didn't let it go, you went deep again and again, and asked again and again, because you met by chance? Because you didn't know each other? It was more exciting because of strangeness... Or she just pursued this This kind of stimulation? She shook her head and said no. She said that she had known you a long time ago, although she had only met you twice many years ago, but the impression was still there, and it became more and more clear. You are touched as soon as you meet. She said that she doesn't sleep with anyone casually. She is not short of men, nor is she buying goods. Don't hurt her like this... You are touched, and you need to get close to her, not just for sexual stimulation. This is Hong Kong You and her are both in different places, and the point of contact between you and her, the memory is also ten years ago, across the sea, when you were still in China.

"It was at your house, on a winter night..." "That house has already been sealed off." "Your house is very warm, very special, and the atmosphere is very warm..." "It's the heating pipes of the thermal power station. The heating pipes are always very hot. You only need to wear single clothes in winter in the room. When you came, you all wore cotton coats with your collars turned up." "Afraid of being found out and causing trouble for you" "On the contrary, there are often plainclothes in front of the building. After get off work at 10 o'clock at night, it's hard to stand still, the whining wind in Beijing's winter night."

"It was Peter who suddenly thought of visiting you, and didn't call you. He said he would take me to your house. You are old friends, and it would be better to go at night—to avoid interrogation." "I don't have a telephone at home. I'm afraid that my friends will talk nonsense on the phone, and I also avoid dealing with foreigners. Peter is an exception. He came to China to learn Chinese, and he was enthusiastic about Mao's Cultural Revolution. We often argued. It can be regarded as years. Old friend. How is he?" "We broke up a long time ago. He was a representative of a German company's office in China. He found a Chinese girl to marry and brought back to Germany. I heard that he now owns a small company and is also the boss. At that time I I just went to Beijing to study, and I still can’t speak Chinese well, so it’s very difficult to make friends with Chinese people.” "Remember, of course I remember, you took off your cotton coat and fur scarf when you entered the door, what a beautiful foreign girl!" "Chest is high, isn't it?" "Of course, a pair of big breasts, white and rosy, and the lips are so bright red without lipstick, very sexy." "At that time, you couldn't possibly know!" "No, it's so bright red, you can't ignore it." "That's also because your room is very hot, and you have been riding for more than an hour." "That" night, you sat across from each other silently and didn't say anything. " "I've been listening hard. You and Pete were chattering endlessly. I can't remember what they were talking about. Besides, I couldn't understand Chinese very well at that time, but I remember that night, and it felt strange." "Of course you also remember that winter night. The candles in the room made it even more warm. Looking at your window from downstairs, it was not clear if anyone was there. You finally won such a small apartment. There is a decent She has a home, which can withstand the political storms outside. She sits on the carpet with her back against the bookcase, and the sheared wool carpets exported to domestic sales are luxurious enough even if they are defective products at reduced prices, which are worth a copy of yours. The royalties for the book, but your book that doesn’t talk about politics has caused you a lot of trouble. Her collar is open, her pierced breasts are extremely white, her black stockings are black, and her long legs are also very attractive. "Don't forget, there is another girl in your room who is also wearing very little clothes and seems to be barefoot, if I remember correctly." "Usually nude, before you even come in the door." "By the way, that girl came in quietly from that room after we all drank and sat for a while." "You obviously won't leave immediately. I asked her to come over and put on a skirt." "She just shook our hands and didn't say anything all night." "Same as you." "That night was very special. I have never seen such an atmosphere in a Chinese house..." "In particular, there's a sudden white German girl with bright red lips..." "There is also a barefoot little Jing girl, slim and cute..." "The flickering candlelight..." "In your comfortable and warm room, drinking, listening to the cold wind outside the window..." "It's as unreal as this meeting, maybe there are still people standing guard outside..." "You can't help but think that there may be video recordings in this room. "Isn't it real?" "She clamps you tightly, you close your eyes to feel her, hug her fleshy body tightly, and murmur: "You don't have to leave before dawn..." "Of course not..." she said, "I didn't want to move at the time, and I had to ride for another hour on a winter night to take up the bicycle. It was Peter who wanted to leave, and you didn't keep it." "Yes, it is." "You said that you are the same, and you have to drive her back to the barracks. "What barracks?" "You said she was working as a nurse in a military hospital and she wasn't allowed to stay overnight. "She let go of you and asked:" Who are you talking about? " "You are talking about her military hospital in the military camp in the outer suburbs of Beijing. She comes every Sunday morning, and you have to leave before three o'clock in the morning on Monday, ride for more than two hours, and bring her back to the military camp before dawn. "You mean that Chinese girl?" She pulled away and pushed you away, sitting up and asking. "You opened your eyes and saw her big eyes staring at you. You were a little sorry, so you had to explain that she talked about your little lover at that time. "You miss it very much?" "You think about it for a while and say:" But this is already very far away, and we have lost contact long ago. " "There is no news about her?" She bent her legs and sat up. "No," you also got up from her, went back to the bed and sat down. "You don't want to find her?" "You said that China is very far away to you. She said she understood. You said that you have no motherland. She said that although her father is German, her mother is Jewish, and she has no motherland, but she can't get rid of her memory. You ask Why can't she get rid of it? She said that she is not like you, but a woman. You just said one thing, and then didn't say anything more.