The Record of Reemployment of the Laid-off Emperor

Chapter 33 [2014] He said: Your Highness

The hotel is a bit dilapidated, a three-story building, and the wooden structure on the surface has been moth-eaten.In a remote town close to the mountains, I couldn’t expect to have a five-star hotel. I took out Cen Weiyu’s wallet, and walked to the front desk with his ID card. “Open the room.” The girl at the front desk raised her head from behind the computer screen, He looked at me first, then at Cen Weiyu behind me, and said, "There is only one single room left."

I suddenly wanted to bully someone, so I leaned on Cen Weiyu's shoulder, stretched out my hand to touch his clothes from the hem all the way up to the waistline, and smiled at the little girl, "Do you think our relationship needs two rooms?"

She lowered her head and said after a long while, "There are condoms in the bedside table..."

I was in a good mood, I withdrew my hand and took the room card she placed on the counter, humming a little song and leaving.

"Creak, creak," the stairs are very old, as soon as they step on it, they make an overwhelmed sound. I noticed that Cen Weiyu didn't keep up. I stood in the stairwell and looked down. He was holding the handrail, and the back of his hand burst out with blue veins.

"Come on," I urged him, dangling the key ring from my index finger.

Cen Weiyu was silent for a moment, exerting force with his wrist to move his whole body, and reluctantly took a step up.

I hum coldly in my heart, hypocritical.

I walked quickly to the second floor, pushed open the door of the last room, and I looked up and down for a week. There was a 1.8-meter double bed in the middle of the room, and a bunch of wind flowers were inserted in the vase on the bedside table.

A 32-inch LCD TV is hung on the peeling white wall facing the big bed. Although the decoration is simple, the environment is clean.

I went to the window and opened the curtains. The window was facing the windy flower hillside we just passed by. The sea of ​​flowers came into my eyes. I couldn't bear to keep them out, so I opened the window.

Cen Weiyu finally walked in, "You're still hurt." That's what he said.

I turned to look at him and raised my eyebrows, "Professor Cen can't be humane?"

It's a matter of a man's dignity, no matter how good-tempered a person is, he can't help it. He pointed to his arms and lower back, and said, "I'm afraid your wounds will open."

Momojichi, Mojijiji, it annoyed me, I kicked off the Kobang cotton shoes in the hospital, walked up to him with bare feet, picked up his trousers, and rubbed his ankles.

The warm and tough skin, the boiling hot blood under the skin, I burned quite badly.

I raised my head to touch his chin, and murmured: "It's useless to talk too much between men."

He has endured to the extreme, how can he stand such a tease, he turned his back on my wrist and bit my lip fiercely, I loosened my teeth softly, and danced with him.

I have long wanted to do this, in the cave, the moment he found me, my desire.Desires are clamoring, and they control me, turning me into a primitive being controlled by rape.

Cen Weiyu kissed me, he closed his eyes, seemed to enjoy, seemed to fear.

I reluctantly raised my fingers to caress his eyelids, I wanted to see his eyes, amber colored glass, glowing with a brilliance that made me drown.I can't wait to look into his eyes, to see his world filled with mine, to see him fucked.The color of pupils when the eye is filled.

Must be beautiful.

Cen Weiyu finally let go of me before I suffocated, his voice was hoarse, "Take a bath first."

I finally saw it, and I got what I wanted. As I thought, he could only see me in his eyes. I obsessively leaned forward and kissed his eyes, coquettishly, "I can't wait..."

His concentration is so good that he doesn't look like a man, even if he wants to.Even though he was burned by fire, he could calmly stick to the principle, "Take a bath."

I couldn't get enough of him and went into the bathroom with him for a quick battle shower.

He wants to close the curtains, I stop him, I want to keep looking at the eternal and sincere heart.

I have always been loyal to desire.Hope, don't care.Next, as long as you can feel good, and I really can't show my glory in my current state, I will let you do it again, I said to myself silently.

I straddled him, with one hand on his ear.In a trance, I saw Fenglai flowers in the vase, and hardworking bees stopped on the petals.

quick.Sensation climbed to the top, my body was hot, a high fever threw me away, I saw the eternal and sincere hearts folded into a sea of ​​flowers, they were caressed by the wind, and I became one of them, tormenting me, indulgence Mine is the hardworking bee.

I blame the bee a little bit, why can't it be lazy?

Occasionally, I can't help but think about the meaning of the eternal sincere heart, where is my sincere heart?What do I want at this moment, and what do I think of Cen Weiyu?

In the beginning, I was jealous that he could let go of everything in his previous life and live happily. I was unwilling and resentful. I wanted him to admit that he was Qi Guanwei. I wanted him to admit his sins. His heart is pierced, and together we confess and pray in the underground that belongs to us.

Now, I have prayed to the gods countless times—Cen Weiyu will only be Cen Weiyu, and Yang Qing will only be Yang Qing.We can wear the human skins of Yang Qing and Cen Weiyu and fall in love under the scarlet sun, and we can indulge our desires.see.

However, how can everything go as expected?Qi Guanwei's greed and delusion will eventually push us to the point of no return.

I leaned close to him tenderly, used my fingers to trace the outline of his eyes thousands of times, how I wished that time could stand still at this moment.

Cen Weiyu's eyelids moved, his brows furrowed, his fingers wrinkled the corners of the quilt, his expression looked painful, he opened his mouth as if to speak.I thought he wanted to drink water, so I put my hands on the pillow and got up to get the water bottle beside him.

Xu felt that I wanted to leave, Cen Weiyu suddenly opened his eyes, and the focus of his eyes was on my face.

I'm not sure if he's awake, although he has opened his eyelids, but his pupils are covered with fog and shadows.Nightmare?The thought crossed my mind, dismissing the idea of ​​getting out of bed, and leaned closer to him, resting my head on his chest.

His heart beats very fast. I suspect he has a heart disease. How can a normal person's heart beat so fast when he sleeps?

Let's wait for a full-body examination in the city. It is too unjust for a young and promising professor to die suddenly at night.

I was dishonest with my hands, and touched his face again, thinking about who the dead ghost buried in the tomb is.

Cen Weiyu's sudden movement interrupted me, he covered my eyes with his hands, as if talking in sleep.

"Your Highness."

Cen Weiyu once read a passage to me,

This is Barnum and Bailey's Circus World

everything is fake

but if you believe me

fake will come true①

I believe in Cen Weiyu's words, the circus world will come true.It's a pity that Cen Weiyu personally punctured the illusion. He took off the black cloth covering my eyes with his own hands, and released the souls of the dead who died thousands of years ago with his own hands.

I stared deeply at Cen Weiyu, and he closed his eyelids again, as if the sound of Your Highness just now was just a broken memory picture he caught when he dreamed back at midnight.

I sighed, got up and walked to the window, the moon is silver and vermilion today.

"ended."

After about a month, the excavation of the ancient tomb has been completed.Because the tomb was severely damaged, it was decided to open the main tomb after discussion by the expert group.

On the day the coffin was opened, Cen Weiyu took me to see it. We stood in the pit wearing special protective clothing, and the archaeologist directed the staff to carefully push the coffin lid open.

Inside the coffin were piled countless treasures and silks and satins, but unfortunately there were no bones.I saw the experts around me shake their heads, and regretfully said, "It's a pity, it's the Clothes Tomb."

Soon someone exclaimed, "Look! What is that?"

Everyone followed the sound and probed into the coffin. I stood there unmoved, and I already had a guess about what made everyone exclaim.

"It's a hairpin! More than 1000 years old! It's so well preserved!"

A green hairpin was placed in the jade brocade box at the top of the coffin, about [-] centimeters long. The overall shape of the hairpin was polished into a smooth bamboo shape, and two rows of ancient characters were engraved on the tail of the hairpin.In front of all the funerary objects that have been eroded and tarnished by the years, this shining hairpin stands out from the crowd.

Professors and experts did not dare to go directly to get them. While anxiously waiting for professional tools, they bumped heads and looked around the coffin. They murmured about how to preserve the hairpin. Someone saw the words engraved on the tail of the hairpin, "This Who knows? Quickly find Lao Lu, who specializes in writing in the Yong Dynasty."

I know, I stand at the end without saying a word.

The first row engraved is that in the second year of Qing'an, I gave my son as a child slave, wishing my son no disasters, peace and success.

The second row is engraved that in the 12th year of Taishun, it was donated to Prince Bi, the peacock flew southeast, the mandarin ducks played together, and they were forever united.

I looked at Cen Weiyu with a half-smile, is this the purpose of bringing me here?

The author says:

① Quoted from Haruki Murakami