Chapter 221: Love is a Luxury Item

Lying on Meizhu's bed, I opened my eyes and looked at the ceiling.

This bed had once been occupied by another woman, a woman who had a thousand threads of blood relation to Meizhu, a woman who made me forget to return home and linger, unable to leave—this woman was Xue Bing!

This bed was once shrouded in the smell of smoke. After Xue Bing came, this smell that had accompanied me for more than ten years finally disappeared completely. I started smoking when I was eighteen. At first, I hid outside and smoked secretly, but later my father saw it and didn't scold me.

My father had smoked his whole life and deeply understood my desire to smoke. Father's tacit approval indulged my desire, and from then on, my smoking began to enter the room. This bed was the best place for me to lie down and smoke.

Most women don't like men who smoke. Xue Bing didn't object to me smoking, but the first time she came to my bedside, she was still forced to take a few steps back by the strong smell of smoke.

Xue Bing, who was as meticulous as a hair tip, washed all the bedding on the bed that very day, sprinkled it with light violet perfume, and stipulated that I must go outside to smoke and could no longer smoke in the room.

Now this bed has a new owner, and this owner is a sister I gained out of thin air. I was dumbfounded and wanted to laugh.

A woman's bed will not be easily occupied by a man! Even if they are siblings!

Smelling the faint fragrance emanating from the quilt, my heart was yearning. A woman's bed is like her body, so I didn't dare to take off my clothes, fearing that being too naked would tarnish a woman's innocence.

Meizhu's words made my mood agitated. Aunt is like an invisible big hand, controlling everything about me. For example, Meizhu and the others leaving the township government company to start their own business, for example, Pan Xiaoqin running to the countryside to open a supermarket—it turns out they were all Aunt's conspiracies! I am like a puppet in her hands, let her manipulate me without knowing why.

How Aunt got hooked up with Bureau Chief Chen Yazhi, I don't know, and how she operated the road and bridge company, I know even less. I suddenly discovered that Aunt is a very terrifying woman. This woman is not old, but she is like a veteran of the world, maneuvering through the complicated society.

Suddenly quiet, my heart sank to the bottom. I took out a cigarette, thought about it, and put it back in the cigarette case. In this clear and clean little room, a trace of smoke could overturn the tranquility of the room. I cannot break Meizhu's elegance!

The door was gently pushed open. Meizhu flashed in with her clothes draped over her, smiled shyly at me, and sat down on the small chair by the head of the bed.

"Mother is asleep, I came to see you." She lowered her head, her cheeks flushed.

I suddenly had the urge to tease her. I said: "Why are you like Hong Fu Nu?"

"What Hong Fu Nu? I don't know her." She asked strangely: "How am I like her?"

I didn't dare to explain, quietly moving my body to the inside of the bed, leaving a space.

"When did you recognize my mother as your foster mother? Even I, the older brother, didn't know." I blamed her, but I wasn't angry.

"You don't want to?" She smiled faintly: "Actually, I don't want to either. You are my brother-in-law, I am your sister-in-law, anyway we are relatives, whether we recognize it or not, it's the same."

"But you recognized her anyway."

"Your mother said she never had a daughter in her life. She raised your aunt as a daughter, but your aunt refused to admit it to death. I had no choice, so I had to recognize her." Meizhu giggled lightly, smoothing the hair that had fallen on her cheeks.

"Do you have something?" I am not used to lying in the quilt and being watched by a woman sitting next to me.

"Nothing, just talking, not welcome?"

"It's not that you're not welcome, it's just that it's cold at night, I'm afraid you'll catch a cold." I said, straightening my bent legs.

"It is a bit cold." She pulled her arms tight, and a white section of her breasts was exposed, which was extraordinarily charming.

"Why don't you wear more clothes." I said, pointing to my coat: "Drape it over you."

"I won't." She glanced at my coat, a mysterious look appearing on her face: "My feet are cold."

"Why don't you put your feet in the quilt?" I teased her.

She looked at me, hesitated for a moment, raised her feet, and stuffed them in without hesitation, but deliberately avoided my legs, cleverly hiding on the side, hesitant.

We were both trying to control the calm, pretending not to care.

"Is the new girlfriend good?"

Her sudden sentence left me not knowing how to answer.

"There is only the laughter of the new, when have we ever heard the crying of the old." She sighed softly.

"What do you mean?"

"You know in your heart."

"I don't understand."

"If you don't understand, forget it." She looked at me, her face full of resentment.

After a long time, Meizhu pulled her feet out of the quilt, stood up, and said: "You sleep, I'm leaving."

Before I could call her, she went out silently, just like when she came in.

Meizhu's arrival stimulated my whole body with heat. She is a daughter like a flower, faintly exuding her own fragrance in the dark. Six years have passed since I brought her out of Suxi Township, and the greenness has long slipped through the fingers of time. She has become a peerless beauty!

If there was no Xue Bing, maybe I would fall in love with her!

This question had troubled me a long time ago. A man will not peek at a woman he is not interested in. I have peeked at her, and I have hidden desires for her in my heart, but I cannot let myself go. I am a cadre, a cadre whose momentum is at its peak. I cannot reveal my true colors under a pomegranate skirt!

Once Meizhu left, the room returned to peace. I began to examine myself.

Twenty-eight years of life, what is my love?

Love to me seems like an oil painting hanging on the wall, permanently colorful, but without vitality!

Have I loved? I have! I loved Liu Hongyan, but later I found that I only had a wild sexual desire for her, so I braked! Have I loved Huang Weiwei? As soon as I thought of this question, my heart felt like it had been hit by a heavy hammer, and I immediately withered. Huang Weiwei is indeed beautiful and understanding, but these are not important. The important thing is her father, the Organization Department Minister standing behind her. This is like a bright moon hanging in the sky, its light shining so that I can find direction in the dark night.

Love is always a luxury item that looks good but is useless!

Who have I loved? I asked myself! Have I loved Xue Bing? I answered myself affirmatively: I have! Xue Bing was once the light in my life. Because of her, I felt that life was so beautiful!

But now I have to abandon her, and my conscience is gradually being chewed by a greedy dog.

People all have a greedy nature! I found myself sliding further and further on the road of greed, so much so that I felt more and more humble.

Everyone hopes for love, but not everyone can consume it. For example, I feel that my hands are tight. What I bought is not necessarily the right one, and what I abandoned might be the best.

My head was splitting, I pulled the quilt over my head, and rolled on the bed in pain.

Tomorrow, what kind of life will I have to face? ===== CHAPTER 222 =====