"Xiao Mian?"
Mother stood under the grape arbor in the courtyard, smiling and beckoning to Xia Mian.
"Do you feel strange? You haven't been here for eight years."
In early summer, plump grapes are hung all over the racks. Xia Mian staggered his eyes, recovered from his stupefaction, followed his mother Xu Xin's words with a light smile and said, "It's been eight years."
Seeing him smile, Xu Xin laughed too: "When you left, I didn't expect it would take eight years. Many of my colleagues' sons and daughters are unwilling to come back after leaving the country. I am already satisfied if you are not among them. "
Xia Mian stepped forward, hugged her mother's shoulders intimately, and walked into the room with her: "I will always come back."
Xia Mian's parents divorced when he was in elementary school, and he was sentenced to his father by the court. After that, he didn't see his mother again for ten years.
After the college entrance examination, he took the initiative to contact his mother, hoping to spend more time with her. For the next three summer vacations, Xia Mian would spend the night at his mother's villa in the suburbs.
Later, he obtained the qualification to study abroad at public expense, went abroad for advanced studies, and then stayed and worked there, and he left for eight years.
Xia Mian often uncontrollably recalls the summer he spent with his mother when he is not working or studying.
He remembered the villa's vine-covered windows, its sun-drenched library, its cool but bug-infested grape trellis, and its star-studded terrace.
After eight years away and returning to his hometown, Xia Mian can only remember these small things, as if his summer has a label, a certain fixed sense of touch, hearing, and smell that can last the longest in human memory.
After entering the room, Xu Xin asked the housekeeper to rest, and made tea for Xia Mian herself. While busy, she chatted and said, "I have students coming here during the summer vacation, and this has not changed. You came back just in time. Not only undergraduates, but also a graduate you met before, it’s been eight years, I don’t know if you remember him, you guys had a good time.”
Xu Xin teaches at the University of Fine Arts, perhaps due to Beta's nature, she has a peaceful personality, loves teaching, and is loved by students.
Every summer vacation, she invites a few well-connected students to live in the villa, and takes them to sketch outside, or hone their skills indoors. The atmosphere is very harmonious, the environment is safe and comfortable, and there has never been an accident, so every year The students who came to the villa never stopped.
Only three or four people came at first, sometimes the same group for several years in a row. Over time, Xu Xin's practice became famous both in the school and in the industry, and more and more students came here attracted by it, so that Xu Xin had to hire two more housekeepers to tidy up enough rooms and beds to entertain them, and at the same time shorten the time. The duration of the student's stay.
Xu Xin is not talkative, and has little to talk to her son who has been separated for many years. When they meet, they talk about her career and her students most.
"This year's has already come?" Xia Mian asked.
"I'm here, but the weather is fine today, so I went outside to sketch in the early morning." Xu Xin shook his head, and handed the freshly brewed hot tea to Xia Mian, "Do you want to go play with them? Give them a call and ask them to pick you up in person."
He was already thirty years old, and fell into his mother's mouth, like a child who couldn't find anyone to play with.
Xia Mian took the hot tea and put both hands on the cup, but it didn't feel hot at all.
His eyes were calm, and he didn't rush to speak, as if he was thinking about how to speak. After three breaths passed, he asked slowly, as if casually: "The graduate you mentioned, what's his name?"
Xia Mian stayed here for three summers, met many people coming and going, and there was only one person who could be called "having a good time" with him.
Xu Xin thought for a while and said, "His name is Li Li."
Xia Mian's fingers moved and tapped on the teacup, as if recalling who "Li Li" was.
Sure enough, it was him.
The reason why Xia Mian has a deep impression on Xia Tian is all because of this person.
He'll remember the vine-covered windows, the sun-drenched library, the cool but bug-infested grape trellis, the star-studded roof terrace... all because of this man.
During the three summers that he stayed in the villa, Xia Mian was soaked in Li Li's bitter and sweet atmosphere, searched every hidden corner, and entangled with him to make love.
They will choose a dark place, sniff each other's pheromones, and can't wait to rub their genitals together.
The sexual attraction between Alpha and Omega is terribly strong, and often only a simple touch is needed, and Li Li's legs will be wet, like a female cat in heat, unconsciously shaking her waist begging for love.
At first, Li Li didn't understand anything, so Xia Mian taught him little by little. Over time, Li Li learned to please Xia Mian, learned to hold back his lust, patiently kissed his lips, neck, chest and waist, tried his best to make Alpha fall in love, and then squatted down to hold his penis hard.
After Xia Mian hardened, Li Li would lie down in front of him, raise his buttocks, revealing his wet hole, and ask him to enter him from behind.
Alpha pushed forward, and Li Li's whole body went limp, with only the strength left to raise his face and hum softly, shaking back and forth with Xia Mian's impact.
Every time Xia Mian pushes in, Li Li trembles, tightens his back acupoint, and secretes a large amount of wet and slippery love fluid, which wraps on Xia Mian's crimson penis, and flows out of the acupoint with every thrust of Xia Mian, bringing out goo chirp The sound of gurgling water.
At this time, Li Li would turn his face away, look at Xia Mian with red eyes, his eyes were full of desire, as if urging him to go in hard, but he opened and closed his mouth, trembling for a long time, but he begged for mercy: " Take it easy, please take it easy..."
"Xiao Mian?"
Xu Xin worried, "Is it because you are too tired on the road? I see that you have been in a daze, so don't force yourself to talk with me here. Go to the room to rest for a while."
Xia Mian was called back to his senses by his mother for the second time, even though he behaved as usual, Xu Xin couldn't help showing a worried look.
Xia Mian leaned forward, put the hot tea on the table, and said to his mother: "I'm a little tired, I'll go upstairs to rest first, and I'll come down to eat with you when it's time for dinner—my room is the same as before, right? "
"Of course." Xu Xin said, "My students should be back when it's time for dinner. I'm going out in the evening, and I'm afraid I might miss dinner. They eat in the restaurant. If it's convenient for you, you can chat with them. If it's inconvenient, ask Auntie to bring the meal upstairs."
Xia Mian nodded and said, "No inconvenience. I'll go up first."
Xu Xin stroked his back and replied: "Okay, let's go."
Xia Mian stood up and walked up the stairs under her mother's gentle gaze.
Holding the wooden handrail of the stairs, he couldn't help thinking that he and Li Li had done it many times in the utility room under the stairs, which was only one square meter in size and 1.5 meters high.
The space was so narrow that Li Li could only curl up in his arms, his hands and feet tightened, but he didn't dare to make a sound. The only thing that could move was the fiery inner wall of the posterior acupoint, like a sex doll that would heat itself.
Xia Mian inserted his erect penis in, and Li Li had no room to dodge. Especially when ejaculating, Alpha's knot was blocked at the hole, Li Li was swelled up by the semen one after another, whining and crying, kicking his feet to escape, but he was against the wall of the utility room Do not retreat. All he could do was put his hand in his mouth and bite, crying silently while sucking tightly on Alpha's ejaculating cock with his back hole.
"I will take medicine..."
Every time he ejaculated, Li Li would lie on Xia Mian's shoulder and whisper in a crying voice, "I will take medicine, I won't get pregnant..."
Pregnant.
Later, every time he saw or heard this word, Xia Mian thought of Li Li who was curled up in his arms in those summers and was about to cry.
Xia Mian returned to the room where he lived in the past, took a brief shower, then lay down on the bed made by the housekeeping aunt, and slept until dusk.
When he woke up, he opened his bloodshot eyes and looked out the window. He saw the red glow in the sky like blood, and guessed that the group who went out to sketch had returned.
He changed his clothes, left the room and went downstairs.
"...do you guys know about the Hawthorne effect?"
Someone was discussing something in the restaurant on the first floor, and the voice was very familiar.
"I've heard it, I've heard it!" A female student responded to him, "It's a theory of psychology. I heard it from the seniors in the club, but I don't know the specifics..."
"You don't know what you are rushing to answer?" Another male student teased her with a smile.
"Oh, it's not important, at least I know it's a theory of psychology, what do you know?"
After everyone laughed, the man answered: "It's not really a theory, but I think it makes sense, just listen to it—when a person realizes that he is being observed by others, he begins to have The tendency to change one's behavior, this is the Hawthorne effect, and it should be well understood."
"Oh... I seem to understand!"
"I was an art teacher in a middle school. If I met a particularly annoying student in class, I would not educate him with painstaking efforts. Instead, I would let him be the class representative or group leader, and often emphasize this matter in front of the whole class. thing."
The man smiled, and said slowly, "When people around him start to pay attention to him and look forward to him, even if he doesn't want to, he will unconsciously start to change and play the role I arranged for him..."
When he said this, someone happened to see Xia Mian walking downstairs, and interrupted him with an exclamation.
"Look! Is that Teacher Xu's son?"
"It seems to be, my God, the aura is so strong!"
"This is too handsome, what should I call him, can I be called senior?"
"I heard that he is in the IT industry. Both undergraduate and postgraduate studies are software engineering, which has nothing to do with our school. How dare you call him a senior?"
After a distance, Xia Mian could only vaguely hear a few key words, but couldn't hear what they were talking about.
There were probably five or six students gathered around the long dining table. The person who just said "Hawthorne effect" was covered by the students, and Xia Mian didn't see him at first.
Xia Mian nodded to the group of young and energetic students from a distance, then turned around, planning to go to the kitchen to pour a cup of tea, and then go back upstairs to rest.
"Mr. Xia—"
There was the sound of a chair being pushed behind him, and someone stopped him, "I don't know if you still remember me, I've been here before, and my name is Li Li. If you're not busy, could you please come and have a meal with us? These students all look up to you."
Xia Mian turned around and saw the young man behind him smiling slightly, standing up from his seat. He wore a pair of thin-rimmed glasses, his skin was fair and even, and there was a shallow dimple on his right cheek. He was wearing a black turtleneck sweater and gray slacks. With his hands on the back of the seat, he wore a silver mechanical watch on his wrist.
Gentle, elegant, and polite.
Xia Mian stared at him, unable to find the slightest sense of familiarity.
Li Li back then clearly came here wearing an old suit that didn't fit well—the plaid shirt was baggy on the upper body, and the trousers on the lower body were also one size too large, with several circles of pleats piled up at the ankles. On the feet are a pair of cheap canvas shoes that have been washed yellow. The socks on the left and right feet are exposed. One is black and the other is dark brown.
Whether he is standing or sitting, he is slightly hunched over, not daring to look directly at others. He spoke vaguely with a Jiangnan accent, and his flat tongue was not clear, which made others laugh. After being pointed out this point, he spoke more and more slowly, and often began to falter in the middle of speaking, and swallowed the remaining half of the sentence.
Such a person has "old-fashioned" and "poverty" written all over him from head to toe. Only when his clothes are half-undressed and he seduces a man with bitter but sweet pheromones to have sex with him, will his flaws be modified by hormones Into an unspeakable sexual charm.
If you carefully touch "old-fashioned" and "poverty", it seems that they can be beautified into "simple" and "clean", and then beautified into "pure" all the way, which makes people think of "defiled and pure".
Eight years later, Xia Mian never expected that Li Li would change his face and become a completely different person.
He is well-dressed, stands upright, and speaks clearly and powerfully, in standard Mandarin. Not only can he talk and laugh freely with his juniors and younger sisters in front of people, but he can also be generous and open-minded when he sees Xia Mian who has been away for eight years.
The bitter but sweet breath in Xia Mian's memory, the gasping begging for mercy in his ears, the wet sweat and body fluids, the sticky mucous membrane and inner cavity are all incompatible with the current Li Li.
Soon, Xia Mian broke free from the memory.
He walked towards the restaurant and said to Li Li, "Hello." Then he looked at the students, "Just call me senior."
The students obediently called "Senior Xia", knowing that Li Li had called him, they sensibly gave up the seat next to Li Li and motioned him to sit over.
Xia Mian took advantage of the situation and sat down without deliberately avoiding it.
Sitting next to each other, Xia Mian realized that some aspects of Omega hadn't changed after eight years. He is as thin as he was five years ago, his hair is thin and soft, and his lips are foggy with a layer of gray, probably because of lack of exercise, lack of nutrition, and lack of health.
As soon as I thought about it, those misty summer memories began to flash back again. Xia Mian recalled the way Li Li knelt in front of him and swallowed him.
Li Li always worked very hard and took the initiative to help Xia Mian's penis to suck it to the deepest part. The thick and hard stalk rubbed against the mouth of the wet lips, pushing the head of the cock to the throat.
During repeated swallowing, Li Li's lips were congested and red, with a layer of obscene water red. With tears in his eyes, he looked up at Xia Mian from bottom to top, with a sense of surrender and obsessive love.
"Do you smoke?"
A voice pulled Xia Mian back.
Li Li asked.
"No, thank you." Xia Mian refused.
This is a restaurant, and in front of a group of young students, it is not convenient to smoke. He learned it from his father's cousin at the age of eighteen, all to deal with his cousin. He didn't like smoking very much, so he quit within two years.
Li Li also knew about this. He once smoked a cigarette in front of Li Li, and deliberately gave him a puff, which choked him to death.
Li Li chuckled slightly, his brows and eyes slightly curved, and he was holding a metal cigarette case in his hand. The cigarette box is a snap-on type. He opened the lid with his thumb and closed it again, playing with it non-stop: "Mr. Xia, you used to smoke, I don't know if you still have this habit now. At that time... it was Marlboro I learned from you and bought a lot of finished cigarettes. I was still not used to it, so I changed to hand-rolled cigarettes. I choose the cigarette holder and rolling paper by myself, and hand-roll one before smoking. I found this process very interesting, and I gradually fell in love with it. Before I came this time, I thought that I might meet you, so I didn’t know what gifts to prepare, so I rolled a few cigarettes and brought them here. There are also some other gifts, I asked my aunt to put them in the bedroom, and I will finish dinner later I’ll bring it to you again, I hope you don’t dislike it.”
After speaking, he handed the cigarette case to Xia Mian.
He called "you" one by one, with a familiar tone, but carefully grasped the distance, as if chatting with customers at a wine table.
Li Li used to call him "you", but Xu Xin couldn't get used to it, so she always corrected him seriously. But as long as he is alone with Xia Mian, he will still insist on calling "you". The "you" at that time had a nasal sound with a long tail, like a sweet moan, and it was completely different from the distant and polite "you" now.
Xia Mian was silent for a moment, without thinking deeply, he reached out to accept the cigarette case. Because the summer jacket has no pockets, it is placed on the table casually: "Thank you."
As far as Xia Mian knows, hand-rolled cigarettes are better when they are smoked. Rolling them in advance and leaving them for a period of time will greatly affect the taste.
Li Li shook his head and said no thanks, got up and poured tea for Xia Mian, then silently stopped talking, leaving room for the students to talk to Xia Mian.
"Senior Xia, does your company recruit art students?"
"The recruitment plan is different every year, but we always recruit in previous years, but the number of people is smaller."
"Then can I come to the senior company to apply for a job after I graduate?"
"The IT industry is different from what you imagined. It may be very boring. We hold job fairs in major universities every year. If you are interested, you can pay attention to our official website or the news from the school."
"What about the girlfriend, senior, do you have a girlfriend?"
"..."
"Do you like Omega or Alpha? Beta is definitely impossible. An Alpha as capable as you, senior, must hope to find an Alpha or Omega with the same ability. I feel that only such a person is worthy of being a senior!"
Facing this question, Xia Mian just smiled politely and did not respond.
The students kept asking for a long time, but Xia Mian still didn't let go. Although he didn't speak, his complexion was not very good-looking. In order not to annoy Xia Mian, the students changed the topic in time and continued to chat about Xia Mian's career.
Li Li sat quietly all the time, and only when the students asked about Xia Mian's relationship experience with shamelessness, he took a sip of tea from the teacup, hiding his eyebrows and eyes in the curling mist.
He was too quiet, too calm.
So too strange, too far away.
Alpha sat next to Omega, but Xia Mian couldn't smell Li Li's pheromone.
It is summer at this moment. Although the temperature in the suburbs is relatively low, there is still heat of nearly 30 degrees Celsius. Li Li wore a high-necked knitted sweater that he would only wear in spring and autumn, covering his neck tightly.
Xia Mian remembered that on Li Li's neck glands, he had left a mark of tooth marks. The glands of Omega are very sensitive. With a light scrape with a finger, Li Li will shrink his neck, his face will turn red, and he will release a large amount of pheromone uncontrollably. Occupy Xia Mian.
Because of this, Xia Mian once maliciously said that Li Li "has a bad taste".
Now, Xia Mian can't smell the slightest smell, which is not in line with common sense.
What happened to Li Li
Was he injected with a special drug, or was there something wrong with his body
While circling this matter in his mind, Xia Mian talked with the students as usual.
He still remembers Li Li and those moments of physical intercourse, but he is already thirty years old. At the age of thirty, he has done many things that can be called "successful". One of them is to let go of the ignorant love in his youth and let go of Li Li.
He is not curious.
He told himself that he was not curious about Li Li now.