Ch117.1 - Extra: Holiday

In the month of martial arts training at the military district, the 701 regiment was in enclosed practice. Yang Lei, as the training staff officer, spent most of the month in the mountains without moving. He couldn’t even show his face, let alone use his cell phone to call the outside world.

“Xiao Chen! Give me a lighter!”

On the military drills ground, armored fighting vehicles roared and helicopters circled. At the No. 1 Command Post, Yang Lei pushed aside the curtain and went in, saying impatiently.

“Yes!”

The young soldier called Xiao Chen hurriedly went over. He took out his lighter and lit the cigarette in Yang Lei’s mouth.

Yang Lei’s face was painted. His camouflage combat uniform was wet from sweat and stuck to his body, exposing his bronze neck. He furrowed his brows and inhaled hard.

“…Staff Officer Yang, when will our drill be over?”

Xiao Chen leaned over bravely and asked carefully. It was already a week later than the scheduled end time. The soldiers were all itching to go back to the camp earlier and have a few days off to relax.

“I want to know more than you do!”

The smoke enveloped Yang Lei’s impatient face.

“…”

Xiao Chen was silent. He could tell that Staff Officer Yang was keeping his temper. Smart people shouldn’t act recklessly and suffer a bad outcome.

Yang Lei was upset. This drill was supposed to be half a month, but the superior gave an order for no reason and with no explanation. It dragged on for six or seven days. If the mission were not achieved, he wouldn’t object and would remain as long as necessary, but the drill had clearly reached the standard and the blue army had withdrawn. He didn’t know why they were dawdling in the mountains. It was said that they were waiting for a central leader to come over and do roll call. Just to accommodate his travel schedule, they repeatedly did drills. The troops, resources, and supplies of the entire regiment were being wasted here!

“Staff Officer Yang, give me a pack!”

Two fully armed soldiers squeezed into the tent, grinning cheekily at Yang Lei.

Yang Lei kicked at them. The two soldiers laughed and jumped away.

“735a place. Find it yourself!”

Yang Lei’s drill bag was there. These soldiers were craving a cigarette.

“Yes!”

The two soldiers stood at attention and saluted, smiling happily as they ran away.

“If you dare to steal all of it, I’ll knock you all down!”

Yang Lei roared at them. He pulled over the telephone on the side and dialed the regiment headquarters.

“Lei-zi, don’t be so angry. Isn’t there no other option? The superior said to wait. Can we not wait?”

The training department was also helpless.

“Give a definite answer! How many more days will it take?!”

Yang Lei lost his fiery temper.

“Don’t be impatient! …Hey, what urgent matter do you have? Why don’t you give me a phone number and I’ll help you tell those outside?”

During training, everything was closed off. No contact with the outside was allowed at all, for both cadres and soldiers.

“…You can’t tell them!”

Yang Lei was not in a good mood.

“Let me tell you, last year, the drill was over a month, and you didn’t seem this impatient? …Oh, I understand. You are so restless and angry because you’re impatient to see your girlfriend, right? Why, you can’t wait just a few days?”

The cadre of the training department made fun of him.

The news had once spread that Yang Lei was going to get married. It was said that the wedding house was even renovated. Later, he suddenly didn’t get married. When the military camp privately spoke of this, they all said that with Yang Lei’s circumstances, there was an eighty percent chance that he had met another good person. It wasn’t known which fairy he had met that caused him to become utterly infatuated. He didn’t even marry the person he was originally going to marry. They had never seen Yang Lei bring his new girlfriend over to meet them, but everyone knew that Yang Lei was in love, and it was not ordinary love. In his state, much less experienced people, even inexperienced people could tell. In Yang Lei’s state, according to the words of a cultural officer at the Publicity Office, even eight horses can’t pull back a donkey in love!

Yang Lei squinted and inhaled smoke.

“Cut the crap. You don’t miss your wife?”

The cadre laughed.

“All right! Endure another two days. When we go back, you’ll get a break, so you can go back home and love your wife!”

When the practice was finally completed, three days had already passed. As soon as Yang Lei returned to the regiment headquarters, he took out his mobile phone and called Fang Yu.

After such a long time, he really missed him badly. Before the practice, he told Fang Yu that it would end in half a month. Although military operations often changed at short notice, and the time was uncertain, even if he was out for several days more and didn’t come back, Fang Yu would know that it was normal. If nothing else, he could hear about it through a phone call to the regiment headquarters. There was no need to worry, but Yang Lei knew that Fang Yu must definitely be impatient from waiting too.

The phone rang for a long time. The line was busy. He didn’t know who Fang Yu was calling. At this time, Fang Yu was very busy. Ever since the auto parts company got on track, business was nonstop, and the building materials part was also starting up and in full swing. Could Fang Yu be idle?

Yang Lei could only put his mobile phone down. He had just changed his clothes when the phone rang. Yang Lei grabbed it.

“You’re out?”

Fang Yu’s magnetic and smiling voice.

“…Still in the valley!”

Yang Lei pressed his phone against his ear. Hearing the voice that he had thought about for over half a month, his heart felt like it was being scratched. He wished that he could reach his hand into his mobile phone and drag out the person before his face now.

“Then you’re breaking the rules? They didn’t catch you?”

Fang Yu said intentionally.

“Why, are you going to catch me?”

Yang Lei lifted the corners of his mouth. Two cadres passed by the window and saw Yang Lei’s expression as he spoke on the phone. They kept laughing and were driven away by a wave of Yang Lei’s hand.

“If I catch you, I’ll lock you up,” Fang Yu said quietly.

When Yang Lei heard his voice, it was like he was talking by his ear. The tone of confinement made Yang Lei feel a wave of heat.

“Where are you? I’ll pick you up,” Fang Yu said.

There were noisy voices on the other side of the phone. Someone called General Manager Fang, and Fang Yu told that person to wait. Yang Lei knew at once that he was busy outside.

“General Manager Fang, the contract signing with Tiancheng at 2 o’clock is at Zijin…” Someone came over again.

“I know. Let’s talk about it later.”

Fang Yu cut him off, his tone a little impatient.

“Okay, go back to your work. Don’t be delayed. I’ll go back first and wait for you at home in the evening.”

Although Yang Lei was disappointed, if there was less time for the two of them to spend together because of Fang Yu’s company’s business, Yang Lei never said a word.

Back at the house on the eighth floor, Yang Lei dropped his things and went into the bathroom to bathe.

Having been in the mountains for so long, he felt awful. Yang Lei showered simply at the camp and came back. When he got home, he properly took a good shower.

Right now, the two of them were living on the eighth floor. Fang Yu said that they should renovate it properly. Yang Lei said not to. It was very good to leave it just like before, especially the steel wire bed. Fang Yu said, “Who still sleeps on this now? Change it to a bigger one.” Yang Lei really was not willing to change it. Fang Yu asked why. Yang Lei said, “I only acknowledge this bed. I have feelings for it.”

Hearing that, Fang Yu turned around, looked at Yang Lei, and said with a slight smile: “What feelings?”

“…I bedded you right here. What feelings do you say I have?”

Yang Lei was acting like a rascal.

“You bedded me?”

Fang Yu smiled faintly. He approached Yang Lei, his hand along the waist of Yang Lei’s trousers, and stroked Yang Lei’s back.

“…Isn’t it the other way around?”

Fang Yu spoke against his ear. Suddenly, he applied force and pulled down Yang Lei’s pants…

“Fuck! You… don’t mess around!” Yang Lei bent over and laughed as he resisted. Fang Yu grabbed and pulled him. The two of them pulled and resisted, laughing as they messed around…

“…Won’t let it be changed… Let me see if it’s strong enough…!”

Fang Yu suddenly scooped up Yang Lei by the waist and pressed him down onto the bed…

Thus, that steel wire bed was still not replaced.

Yang Lei poured out shampoo, creating suds from scrubbing his hair and kneading it. The sound of running water filled the bathroom. Yang Lei rinsed out the suds. Just when he lifted his head and closed his eyes to rinse under the shower head, he heard the bathroom door open behind him.

Yang Lei was stunned. He rubbed his face hard and was about to open his eyes.

Before he turned around, someone hugged him from behind.

A pair of hands hugged him from behind, caressing his body, and then a low voice spoke by his ear: “You’ve gotten thin.”

Yang Lei grabbed that pair of hands and hastily turned around. Fang Yu had already lifted his chin and kissed him without giving him a chance to speak.

The water from the shower rushed down, falling on their bodies. The black suit and white shirt that Fang Yu was wearing were soaked in water and stuck to his body. Yang Lei turned around, naked in Fang Yu’s arms. He held Fang Yu tightly, roughly pulling the hair on the back of Fang Yu’s head and kissing him hard, like a gnawing beast, his breathing disordered and rough. These were the body temperature, body, and lips that he had been thinking about in the mountains for over half a month! In the over twenty days they had been separated by the drill, Yang Lei had never thought that the drill would be so unendurable. He didn’t tell Fang Yu that, even when he finally heard his “You’re back?” over the phone, he could get hard…

Fang Yu forcefully pushed Yang Lei’s rampant tongue back into his mouth. His tongue chased into Yang Lei’s mouth aggressively, attacking him, entangling him, and blocking him. The tongues that intertwined and didn’t separate for a second rolled impatiently between the two people’s close lips. In the bathroom, other than the sound of running water, there was the sound of the two men’s heavy breathing.

They finally parted for a short time. Yang Lei gasped, looking at Fang Yu, whose face was wet with water. His voice was hoarse: “…Didn’t you go to sign a contract? Why did you come back?”

Yang Lei heard through the phone that Fang Yu had a contract to sign.

“What do you think?”

Fang Yu said roughly. He pressed forward again, covering Yang Lei’s mouth…

They couldn’t control themselves. They fired accidentally while polishing the gun, and the gun was already loaded. They couldn’t leave the bathroom anymore…

As Yang Lei kissed, he pulled Fang Yu’s black suit and pulled it down from his shoulders. His hand dragged down from the collar of Fang Yu’s shirt. He pulled the shirt and suit off of Fang Yu’s body, revealing Fang Yu’s naked and firm back… He impatiently caressed the fiery skin. Fang Yu kneaded his waist and hips. His front was firmly pressed against Fang Yu’s bare abdomen, painfully hard and swollen. The precum wet Fang Yu’s abs… Fang Yu turned him around and pressed him against the mirror beside the shower. Yang Lei listened to Fang Yu’s heavy breathing behind him. Fang Yu’s chest rose and fell as he looked down. The water rushed down over Yang Lei’s darkly tanned and shining back, along the clearly defined muscles, and flowed over the dip in the middle, flowing down his tight and firm buttocks…

When Fang Yu entered, Yang Lei lifted his head. As Fang Yu pushed in, he kissed Yang Lei’s nape. The rising fog covered the mirror. The mirror surface blurrily reflected two men on top of each other, moving intensely… Yang Lei opened his eyes in passion. His supporting arm wiped away the fog, and the mirror clearly reflected his face and Fang Yu’s face behind him. Yang Lei looked with infatuation at Fang Yu’s passion when he rammed into him, his face full of lust and possessiveness. Just looking at Fang Yu’s knit brows, endurance of pleasure, and vigorous power, mixed with the primitive ferocity of sex and the careful and tender expression when kissing him, Yang Lei had the impulse to gush out… Fang Yu also raised his eyes and looked in the mirror. Their eyes met in the mirror. Fang Yu hugged Yang Lei’s chest and kneaded more and more fiercely. He lifted Yang Lei’s chin so that he could see their intense connection in the mirror. Hot water flowed over the place where they were connected, like it was evaporating from the hot temperature of their bodies. The water flowed over Yang Lei’s angular, pained, and infatuated face. Fang Yu looked at every second of Yang Lei’s expression in the mirror. Fang Yu turned over Yang Lei’s jaw and kissed him…

At the climax of their passion, they both screamed crude words. Fang Yu pushed into Yang Lei as he shouted roughly by his ear, “Open your eyes! Watch me fuck you!” Yang Lei opened his eyes, sweat dripping down into them. He looked in the mirror at himself in Fang Yu’s embrace, being fiercely possessed and pounded by Fang Yu. Through the mirror, they looked at each other closely. It seemed that just by looking at each other’s faces, they could spurt out endless lust… Yang Lei was about to be sent to a climax by Fang Yu. Yang Lei was also dazed… Fang Yu suddenly erupted, pulsing inside Yang Lei’s body as he came. Yang Lei looked at Fang Yu’s expression as he climaxed. Yang Lei trembled in Fang Yu’s hand and splashed the mirror in front of him…

When they lay still on the bed, the sun outside was already in the west.

This time, the two were separated for too long. They hadn’t seen each other for more than half a month and hadn’t been together. Yang Lei missed him badly. Could Fang Yu not miss him?? Ever since they returned to live in this house again, this was the longest the two had been separated. They both lost their restraint. Once they saw each other, before they could walk out of the bathroom, they did it to the very end.

“Can you still deliver the goods?”

Fang Yu titled his head, asking Yang Lei teasingly.

“…If you can deliver, then I’ll deliver.”

Yang Lei lay in Fang Yu’s arms. He already forgot how many times he had come, calming down his breathing.

Fang Yu lowered his head and glanced at his lower half playfully. He grabbed it with his hand and pulled on it.

“Deliver? What are you going to deliver? You still have the goods?”

“Fuck… Even if there are no goods, it was all delivered to you.”

Yang Lei said crudely. He didn’t think about how it was Fang Yu’s goods that were really delivered to him.

Fang Yu was amused by this remark. He rolled over on top of Yang Lei, stroking him: “Let me check.”

He made Yang Lei ticklish. Yang Lei laughed, his chest shaking. Fang Yu focused on looking over Yang Lei’s body from head to toe as the sun shone in from outside.

“It’s almost like Hei-zi,” Fang Yu joked.

Er Hei was the darkest one among their group of brothers. Otherwise, he wouldn’t get the name Er Hei. According to Er Hei, he was dark since he was young, like the Somali refugees who were reported daily on the news network back then. He was about that shade. Even if he wiped himself with milk every day, he couldn’t be pale. This time, Yang Lei tanned quite dark, but hearing Fang Yu suddenly say this, Yang Lei said: “Why? You dislike it?”

“So what if I dislike it?”

Fang Yu just liked teasing him.

“If you dislike it, then get some bleaching powder and bleach me!”

Yang Lei had a sharp tongue.

“Whore you?”

Fang Yu smiled quite evilly. He lowered his head, leaning towards Yang Lei’s ear:

“Do I still need to whore you?”

“…”

Yang Lei realized it.

“Go to hell!”

Yang Lei laughed and cursed, kicking Fang Yu. Looking at Fang Yu smiling crookedly under the sun, Yang Lei felt bursts of warmth in his heart. He was content and satisfied.

When he was in the mountains, when he had finished the exercises and was lying in the haystack waiting for orders, when he was sleeping outdoors by the campfire in the wild at night and looking at the starry sky, there was only this face in Yang Lei’s mind. He thought about Fang Yu so much that he had never been so distracted. In the past, he had participated in large and small exercises. These exercises made him excited and invested. Because of the nervousness, intensity, and mobilization of nerves in the entire body during practice, he could forget many things. He didn’t have to think about anything, only the task, enemy forces, weapons, confrontation, and actions. His mind could not think about the things that he was not willing to think about, similar to the happiness of numbness. But in this drill, once the task ended, once he rested and stopped, he would think uncontrollably, becoming impatient and upset.

Now that Yang Lei recalled those seven years, he didn’t know how he could have thought about the seven years. He couldn’t imagine it now.

Yang Lei thought that he was even more worried about gains and losses now. He knew that Fang Yu was fine. Fang Yu was running a business well, in Jianghai, by his side, but Yang Lei was often still afraid that once he turned around, Fang Yu would be gone, disappearing from before his eyes. He knew that this was impossible, but he was afraid of separation, even if it was just a short twenty or so days.

Now, Fang Yu was on top of him. Yang Lei looked up at him and encircled his waist. His heart seemed full, steady and at ease.

He lifted his upper body and ambushed Fang Yu’s cheek with a kiss. There was no reason. He looked at him like that and just wanted to kiss him.

“This is an internationally popular color. This is called international integration. Foreigners even take off their pants to tan their bottoms. Do you understand? Do you think that everyone is like you, that not being tan is better?”

Yang Lei was jesting, and was even dissing Fang Yu.

“Enough, enough. I’m not integrated. I’m a bumpkin,” Fang Yu surrendered and said indulgently.

“Go to sleep.”

Yang Lei didn’t have a good rest for so many days during the drill, and he exercised so intensely when he came back. Fang Yu wanted him to have a good sleep.

“If you’re busy, then go. Don’t be delayed. Can you still sign the contract in time?”

Yang Lei was afraid that Fang Yu had hurried back and delayed his business.

“If he had to wait until now, the old man would have died of anger.” Fang Yu laughed, “I told Lao Liang to go!”

Ever since Lao Liang closed the tea house in Sichuan, he came back to Fang Yu’s company and was his right-hand man, working with the brothers. Lao Liang hadn’t been a boss for nothing in Sichuan for those years. He was quite reliable in doing business. When he came back, he helped Fang Yu greatly, and he really managed the business in an orderly manner.

Fang Yu put aside everything at hand and canceled another meeting. This afternoon, he came back specifically to accompany Yang Lei. When he asked Lao Liang to sign the contract on his behalf, Lao Liang said, “Da Ge, this contract is a big one this year. You’re not going to sign it yourself?”

Fang Yu said, “I have something important to do. It’s the same if you go!”

Lao Liang murmured: “What important things, more urgent than millions of dollars?”

If he really knew what “important things” Fang Yu went to do, Lao Liang’s eyes would drop onto the floor.

Knowing that Fang Yu was not going to the company, Yang Lei was also happy. Usually, one of them was in the military camp and one was busy at his company. The time when they were glued together was really limited.

Fang Yu sat by the bed and pulled on his pants. Yang Lei rested his head on his arm, his foot pressing on his butt.

“Go, go cook,” Yang Lei said casually.

Fang Yu turned around and looked at him in amusement.

“What do you want to eat? Eat your fill today.”

He knew that Yang Lei had eaten compressed biscuits for so many days in the mountains, and sparks were coming out of his head.

“Whatever you make, I’ll eat.”

In fact, when the two of them usually lived together, they didn’t often cook food. They hired an aunt to make food from time to time. Yang Lei used to be completely incapable of cooking and never did it at all. After he went to the army, he trained and could cope with making food. Fang Yu, after all, lived alone since he was young. He was better in this aspect. Besides, he was someone who had worked as a restaurant owner. His skill level was different. Sometimes, Fang Yu would make some dishes that really tasted good. Yang Lei had to admit that he was much better than him. Once, Yang Lei was frying an egg and broke it up. Fang Yu was dying with laughter from watching him. Fang Yu pushed him aside and said, “Enough, enough, young master. You should let the little one do it!”

However, Fang Yu was busy, and Yang Lei wouldn’t let him do this. His heart ached for Fang Yu. When the aunt didn’t come, Yang Lei wouldn’t let Fang Yu do it. They either bought some cooked vegetables or simply ate outside.

Fang Yu put on his coat to go to the vegetable market.

“Why go through that trouble? A pot of noodles will do.”

Yang Lei said that he wanted Fang Yu to make it. In actuality, could he really let Fang Yu work?

“Bull, can I let you eat that? In the evening, Hei-zi and the others are also coming.”

On Fang Yu’s way back, Er Hei called him. The brothers hadn’t gathered together in a long time. Hearing that Yang Lei got back from drill today, Er Hei enthusiastically said that everyone may as well come over and get together at night.

“Fuck… why didn’t you say so earlier?”

Yang Lei sat up. The brothers were coming. There was enough to be busy with the food and wine.

“Sleep. I’ll call you when it’s ready.”

Fang Yu wanted him to sleep.

“I’m not sleeping. I’m not tired! Let’s go together.”

Yang Lei put on his clothes and followed Fang Yu to the vegetable market.