inexhaustible

Chapter 31

When I met Director Dong at lunch, I sat at a table with him and Yu Xixi.

Yu Xixi didn't talk much during meals, and was watching videos on her mobile phone.Director Dong told me some teaching precautions, and when he turned around, he saw Yu Xixi was looking at his mobile phone with great enjoyment, so he poked his head out of curiosity and took a look.

"What are you watching? Ouch, campus movies?"

Yu Xixi generously spread the phone on the table and moved it towards him so that he could see it more clearly.

"It's not a campus movie, it's an urban movie. It's an old movie ten years ago. It wasn't a big hit back then, but many people in the small circle regarded it as a masterpiece. It's a pity that after the lead actor acted in this movie, there was no follow-up. gone."

Director Dong was very supportive, watching carefully, and asking questions based on the plot from time to time: "Is this the leading actress? She looks so small, and she looks so good-looking."

Yu Xixi said: "She was only 19 years old when filming this film. She is a peach in the world, super pure and beautiful. The subject matter of this movie is quite touching. It tells a taboo story about an office worker falling in love with a female high school student. Unfortunately, the filming failed. It's long-winded, and the progress of the plot is also very procrastinated, if it weren't for the heroine's face, it would be useless."

Director Dong was puzzled and said: "Then you still say that the small circle regards it as a masterpiece, which circle?"

"Beautiful girl uniform circle."

Director Dong had a question mark on his face, obviously he didn't understand.

"It doesn't matter." Yu Xixi waved his hand, "You just need to know that there are many old men who want to kneel down and lick her feet."

Director Dong sat up straight and hurriedly cleared himself: "I am an old man, no, I want to lick and lick my wife's feet."

I just want to laugh.Director Dong is notoriously fearful of insiders. He has to ask his wife for instructions on how much wine to drink at a dinner party in the department. If his wife doesn't approve, he absolutely dare not drink.

Yu Xixi said mysteriously: "The husband she married later must be known to all of you. Guess what?"

Director Dong immediately gave up and said, "I'm sure I can't figure it out, Beijiao, you try?"

"Brother Bei, I think you can do it. I even gossiped about them with you before." Yu Xixi handed me the phone, "Her stage name is Si Ying, but I don't know her real name. She only made this movie, and the production is not big. , I don’t have a name in the entertainment industry in the past ten years. If she was not recognized by her marriage, she would not know that she is still in the industry.” At the end, she seemed to feel that it was not accurate, and corrected herself, “It’s not right to say that, she Husband is actually not in the circle anymore."

I stopped my chopsticks and squinted my eyes at the paused picture on the phone screen.

In the movie, the heroine is wearing a black sailor suit, with long straight hair, flat bangs, and slightly raised eye makeup like a cat, which makes her pure and innocent mixed with a touch of sexy and wild.

I always feel that this face looks familiar...

I stretched out my hand to cover the upper half of the beautiful girl’s face in the picture, only showing the lips and chin. After watching this for a while, a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, and I finally knew where this sense of familiarity came from—she looked like Shangmu Owl's mother.

Especially the lower half of the face, which is exactly the same.But if you look at it with eyes, Si Ying will look more charming, with youthful rebellion in his eyes, completely different from Mei Zixun's tranquility.

"Is she Shang Lu's new wife?" Combined with Yu Xixi's reminder, I probably have a clue.

"That's right!" Yu Xixi snapped his fingers, "I'm only 29 this year, one year younger than Shang Lu's eldest daughter. As expected, no matter how old a man is, men like those over 20."

As an outsider, I can tell that the other party looks like Mei Zixun, so how can Shang Muxiao not see it?

No wonder he disliked Shang Lu's remarriage so much.Although everyone has certain preferences when it comes to choosing the opposite sex, it is indeed a bit subtle to be like this.

I remember Shang Muxiao said before that Shang Lu didn't care about them, he was still living in a dream.

I didn't pay attention at the time, but now that I think about it, there really is something in the words.

"The most amazing thing about this movie is the ending, but it was also scolded so badly because of the ending." Yu Xixi moved the progress bar of the movie to the end.

Beside the river embankment, the middle-aged office worker played by the male protagonist has his back to the camera, unable to see his expression.Not far in front of him, a slender boy in a white shirt and black pants was standing in the same posture, looking up at the blue sky.

The male protagonist called out a name softly, and the young man moved when he heard the sound, and slowly turned around while pressing his hair that was blown by the wind.

Even though I was mentally prepared, I was still taken aback, that face was that of the former high school girl.It's just that the long hair is gone, and the makeup on the face is also gone. From a bright and beautiful girl to a delicate and beautiful boy.

"That's right, it unfolded amazingly in the end. I thought it was a romance movie in the first 10 and 1 minutes, but it turned into a gay movie in the last minute. What the hell!" Sensing Director Dong's critical gaze, Yu Xixi did not forget to add, "Of course, I don’t mean to say that gay movies are bad, I just think the plot is too ridiculous.”

Then the director and Yu Xixi had a heated discussion on the current situation of sexual minorities, analyzing whether the heroine in the movie is a transvestite, a transgender, or an intersex person, and at the end of the analysis, they almost quarreled because of disagreements.

I had a premonition that they were going to ask me for my opinion next, pull me to stand in line, and picked up the tray and fled away earlier.In the end, I don't know if they have won or lost.

The weather is getting colder and colder, people just want to lie quietly in a heated room, not going anywhere.

As the exam week approached, Shang Muxiao became busy again, and even if he came to see me, he would mostly lie on the sofa and study.

I didn't dare to disturb his review, so I had to take out the book and read it like him.

"It's so quiet..." Shang Muxiao put down his book and said, "Play some music? I'm going to fall asleep."

I put the book on my lap, went to the CD rack and picked it up. I chose Wagner's "Tristan und Isolde".

When the grand prelude full of stories sounded, Shang Muxiao looked up from the book again, raised his eyebrows and said, "Classical music?"

I paused, seeing that he didn't seem to like it very much, and said awkwardly, "I only have these here..."

Philosophy is always inseparable from the discussion of art, and music is the most important art.If you want to understand philosophy, you must understand the history of philosophy and the era in which those philosophers lived, so I mostly listen to classical music.

"Forget it, this is it." Shang Muxiao raised the book, "I will fall asleep later, you have to wake me up..."

"This is not pure music, there is singing."

Instead of continuing to read, I went to the kitchen and poured two glasses of red wine and came back.

"Drink something refreshing." I handed him the wine.

Shang Muxiao took the wine glass from my hand, took a sip, and wrinkled his face.

"very sour."

I laughed and couldn't help but leaned down and kissed him on the lips.

He didn't seem to expect that I would kiss him, and he maintained a posture for a long time without moving, looking extraordinarily docile.

I brushed his lips roughly, wanting to continue, the passionate and pathetic symphony was in my ears, making this kiss seem a bit tragic.

I chose the wrong music...

I was just about to straighten up to change a CD, Shang Muxiao grabbed my arm, different from my perfunctory kissing method, he completely pushed my lips with the tip of his tongue, invaded my mouth, and even went deep into my cunt throat.

He knows where the best taste is, and how to make it last longer.

My hands trembled slightly, the wine in the glass was about to spill, I turned my head and forcibly ended the kiss.

Shang Muxiao was a little unhappy and wanted to tease me, so I simply stepped back to keep him out of reach.

"I'm going to change a disc..." Putting the wine glass on the coffee table, I turned around and went to the CD rack. After walking a few steps, there was a sound of getting up from Shang Muxiao's direction.

Strong and powerful arms encircled me from behind, and hot breath spewed on my neck: "Teacher, don't drink anymore, let's do something else that is more refreshing?"

I heard that my body was slightly stiff.Other things that are more refreshing... What he hinted is already obvious, and I am not at the age of knowing nothing, so I naturally know what he is referring to.

20 years old is the age when you are very energetic and easily addicted to everything.Shang Muxiao took so long to mention it again, I think he can hold back.

For couples in the passionate love period, it is considered cold to have physical communication once a week.Besides, it has been more than a week since the last time they "comforted" each other on the sofa.

Furthermore... Since I found out that I can feel the feeling after using it, abstinence has become a very difficult thing for me.Especially when I realized that happiness is so easy to come by.

It is undeniable that my expectation for this matter is not much lower than that of Shang Muxiao in a sense.

"I... I'm going to take a shower." I broke away from him and rushed into the bedroom without thinking about changing the CD.

The water washes over my body, I turn off the shower, I dry myself and look at myself in the mirror.

The skin is slightly pale, showing a little sickness, but the background color is clean, and there are no spots or fine lines.Look at the soft legs of the lower body...

Whiter than face.

Sighing, I started to get dressed.

No matter how much the physical therapist praises me for maintaining it well, I also know that compared with healthy men, these legs are still somewhat different.

They don't have thick and firm muscles, and they don't have that much fat. The bones between the soles of the feet and the ankles are clear and distinct, and they look fragile, as if they would break if they were snapped.At first glance, it looks like a girl's legs.

Even I despise it myself, and Shang Muxiao obviously doesn't like it even more.

After getting dressed, I went out of the bathroom, and at a glance I saw that Shang Muxiao had also taken a shower and was lying on my bed playing with his mobile phone.

Seeing me coming out, he threw the phone aside, turned over, patted the place in front of him with his chin propped up and said, "Come here."

"Tristan und Isolde" in the living room is still going on, and the second act is about to be sung.

Tristan's uncle was the king of Cornwall, and he ordered Tristan to go to Ireland to welcome back Princess Isolde as Queen of Cornwall.

Tristan and Isolde gradually fell in love with each other, but they had to be fooled by fate and couldn't stay together.

In desperation, the princess ordered her maid to prepare poison, and she wanted to die with Tristan.However, by mistake, what he finally took was the love drug changed by the maid.

Driven by the nature of the medicine, the two could no longer restrain their inner feelings, and embraced and entangled together...

The full and exciting duet of men and women echoed in their ears. Obviously, Tristan and Isolde had already taken the love drug and couldn't extricate themselves.

I touched the side of the bed, hesitated for a moment, turned and turned off the light.In the darkness, only the faint silhouette of Shang Muxiao could be seen.

"What? Are you shy?" Shang Muxiao accurately grabbed my arm and dragged me onto the bed.

I hugged him silently, resting my forehead on his shoulder.

"Let's start." Even though I couldn't see anything clearly, I still closed my eyes uncomfortably, and groped his body down.

Before reaching the destination, Shang Muxiao stopped me.

"Don't worry, I'll come first..." He squeezed my wrist, interlocking his fingers and pressing them against the pillow.

With scorching fingertips, he unbuttoned my pajamas one by one from bottom to top, and then along the chest, all the way to my belly, hooking my pajamas tie.

I swallowed, subconsciously trying to block it, and just moved, Shang Muxiao seemed to be able to predict my movements, and bowed his head to kiss me.

The direction of my fingers changed in an instant, and I held Shang Muxiao's side face, as if I had also been drugged by love, and only my love for him remained in my heart.

The author says:

It is said that Wagner was deeply influenced by Schopenhauer's "The World of Will and Appearance" in the creation of "Tristan und Isolde". If you are interested, you can listen to it. This story is quite interesting.Wagner had a good relationship with Nietzsche in the early days, but the two broke up in the later stage. There are different reasons, and the most likely one is that Nietzsche believes that Wagner’s music is no longer pure music. He added too many religious elements. , has a strong purpose, is too utilitarian, and is no longer pure. (Accept the rebuttal, this is just a point of view, I can't explain why the two broke up)