The fragrance of osmanthus lingered in his dream. In the little courtyard, green trees spread their shade, and children played beneath the sunlight. The young Lu Guang Ming squatted alone in a corner by the wall, a bloody bruise from a collision on his forehead, his gaze cold as he watched those carefree, happy children his own age.
A hand reached out to him, its palm warm, and led him into the gentle light. The person shrouded in white radiance, whose face he could not see clearly, said to him, “Xiao Ming, don’t be afraid. The bad person has already been taken away. Go play with everyone.”
He heard his younger self say, “I hate them. I only want to be with you.”
“I can’t stay here. I have to leave.”
Tears spilled from his eyes. “Don’t go. I like you. Don’t go.”
“Xiao Ming, you have to take good care of yourself, cherish yourself, and learn to like other people—to like this world that holds both shadow and light. In the days when I’m not here, you have to be your own light. You’ll meet someone who treats you even better.”
The person in his dream shattered into countless fragments of light and shadow. Lu Guang Ming opened his eyes beneath the fierce midday sun.
The hotel room was a complete mess. Torn, ruined clothes and several used condoms were scattered across the floor, while the quilt and sheets were sticky with suggestive wet stains.
Lu Guang Ming sat there blankly for a while and slapped himself across the face several times before finally remembering—last night, Xie Jia Hua had gotten drunk at a bar and mistaken Lu Guang Ming, who had rushed over, for Tang Jia Qi. After Lu Guang Ming brought him to the hotel, Xie Jia Hua had clung tightly to him and refused to let him leave. Inspector Xie was usually impeccably dressed, solemn, and proper, but once he got drunk, he turned into a domineering hooligan! Lu Guang Ming coaxed him by claiming to be Tang Jia Qi, and Xie Jia Hua wanted to fuck him; when Lu Guang Ming changed his story and said he was actually Lu Guang Ming, Xie Jia Hua wanted to beat him up instead. There had been absolutely no way out!
Xie Jia Hua had landed two punches squarely on his face. Lu Guang Ming worked himself up to hit him back, only to fail to land even a single slap before the absurdly formidable Inspector Xie pinned him to the bed and spanked him hard. In the end, he helplessly accepted his fate and went back to being “Jia Qi,” bruised and swollen. Xie Jia Hua held his pig-face between his hands, gazing at him foolishly while kissing him with tenderness and deep affection.
After that, they stripped naked and rolled around in the sheets. Xie Jia Hua had an incredible body, enough to make anyone blush and their heart race, but his technique was unbelievably terrible—he fucked Lu Guang Ming so badly he was crying for his mom and dad. Lu Guang Ming knelt on the bed on all fours, biting the pillow and whimpering nonstop while cursing up a storm in his head. If Brother Jia Qi were still alive, he would absolutely never hand Brother Jia Qi over to this bastard with big equipment and lousy technique.
Xie Jia Hua suddenly called out, “Jia Qi,” from behind him, and a scalding tear fell onto Lu Guang Ming’s bare back.
Lu Guang Ming froze for a moment and turned his head. He touched the tears on Xie Jia Hua’s cheek. The tears were real. The longing and pain lingering in the other man’s heart really were the same as his own. Lu Guang Ming embraced him, and somehow, he began crying too. Even though he was being held as someone else, the tide of emotion surging between two souls in resonance was that fervent and overwhelming.
After that chaotic night passed, Lu Guang Ming woke alone on the hotel bed—Xie Jia Hua, that irresponsible bastard, had actually snuck away without saying a word!
Lu Guang Ming bit the pillow furiously. His entire body ached like hell, and his head felt heavy and foggy, so he simply pulled the quilt over himself and went back to sleep.
…
Xie Jia Hua led a team of police officers as they kept watch from the building opposite the suspect’s home. It was afternoon, the blazing sun was fierce, and the windows where they were stationed faced west, leaving everyone roasting beneath the glaring sunlight. Xie Jia Hua stood beside the curtain with sunglasses perched on the bridge of his nose, frowning as he watched the building across the way. Suddenly, one of his subordinates asked from behind him, “Boss, are you hurt?!” “What injury?” Before Xie Jia Hua could react, the subordinate casually tugged open the back of his collar, peered inside, and went, Pfft! “Whoa! Come look, everyone! Boss had a very intense nightlife last night!”
The other officers swarmed over at once, gathering around to inspect the bloody scratches across Xie Jia Hua’s shoulders and back. Xie Jia Hua yanked his collar shut and cursed, “Anyone who doesn’t get lost can write this report!”
His subordinates scattered like birds and beasts in an instant. Xie Jia Hua alone remained standing furiously by the window, his face dark as he twisted awkwardly and groped around behind his back, regretting it until his guts turned green.
When he had awakened that morning, he had truly wanted to strangle himself to death. Of all the people he could have slept with while drunk, he had actually slept with that bastard Lu Guang Ming, who talked nothing but nonsense and stopped at nothing to get things done! He could not remember even the tiniest fragment of what had happened after he got drunk. All he knew was that he absolutely did not have that kind of intention toward Lu Guang Ming—could that kid have deliberately drugged and raped him to swindle intelligence out of him? But if that were the case, why was Lu Guang Ming the one with a bruised and swollen face and kiss marks all over his body, looking far more like the one who had been drugged and raped?
Xie Jia Hua irritably pinched his temples, his stomach full of pent-up anger. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted his subordinates curiously peeking in through the doorway. “What are you hiding for? What are you looking at? Get out here and work!”
…
Toward evening, the suspect Xie Jia Hua and the others had been monitoring finally appeared downstairs and entered the building opposite. Xie Jia Hua set up a tight perimeter, stationed officers at several exits, and personally went to make the arrest. With several officers behind him, he carefully climbed the stairs close to the wall. They were still half a floor away from the suspect’s home when the brick phone on his belt suddenly began buzzing!
Everyone jumped. Xie Jia Hua raised a hand to steady the team, pulled out the brick phone, and saw that Lu Guang Ming was calling. Expressionless, he cut off the call and gestured for everyone to keep moving. They had taken only two steps when the brick phone began buzzing again.
Xie Jia Hua cut it off once more. This time, not even three seconds passed before Lu Guang Ming called again.
The subordinate pressed close beside Xie Jia Hua read the unmistakable irritation on his face—“I spent an unexpectedly wild and steamy night with someone I never expected, and now the other person is pestering me endlessly while I have no intention of taking responsibility”—and could not resist nudging his shoulder and whispering, “Boss, just try things out with him. Anyway, you’ve been single for so many y—”
Before the word “years” could leave his mouth, Xie Jia Hua rapped him sharply on the head. Covering the brick phone with one hand, Xie Jia Hua glared at the surrounding subordinates, whose faces were full of gossip. Everyone immediately lowered their eyes and put on obedient expressions. This police big shot, his face dark, signaled for everyone to stay where they were, then grabbed the phone and lightly ran half a floor down. At the bend in the staircase, he answered and impatiently lowered his voice. “What is it?”
Like a flock of ostriches, all the subordinates stretched their necks and peered downward, faintly hearing their superior say coldly, “What are you still doing at the hotel? I don’t have time to come over.”
The other side said a few more things. Xie Jia Hua’s expression stiffened slightly. After a moment, he said, “Wait there,” and decisively hung up. He quickly made another call, gave a few instructions, then strode back upstairs.
The subordinates once again put on gossiping expressions and were just about to open their mouths.
“Whoever talks can write this report.”
“…” They shook their heads, shook their heads, shook their heads.
…
While Xie Jia Hua led the officers in kicking open the door and working together to pin down the suspect before climbing through windows and scaling walls in pursuit of the accomplice who had escaped through the bathroom window, Lu Guang Ming put down his phone back at the hotel and curled up dizzily beneath the quilt.
He had slept in a daze until the afternoon, only to discover that he had developed a high fever. His entire body was sore, aching, and heavy, and he could not even get out of bed. Naturally, under circumstances like these, the culprit responsible had to take responsibility. So he called Xie Jia Hua and demanded that he return to the hotel to “take responsibility,” explaining that he had a high fever. But Lu Guang Ming’s head was so foggy that he could barely hear what Xie Jia Hua said, only vaguely catching something about “waiting there.”
I’ll wait for you to get here so I can punch you hard, Lu Guang Ming thought groggily, burying his head beneath the quilt.
His whole body burned miserably, and he had sweated the quilt damp with cold sweat. After waiting for who knew how long, the room door was finally opened with a key card. With difficulty, Lu Guang Ming lifted his eyelids and looked outside—only to see a hotel attendant and two paramedics pushing a stretcher trolley.
“…”
That heartless bastard Xie, who went cold the moment he pulled his dick out, had called him an ambulance.
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