Ye Qian drove me all the way to Beijing. While she possessed a bold and strong personality, she also had a delicate and tender demeanor. Perhaps women are simply the most complex and strange creatures in the world. I could only smile bitterly. As a gifted student, those complex and profound calculus equations were a piece of cake for me. However, my understanding of women was a source of pain for me for half my life!
Well, flowers fall and water flows—shall we let the past be buried in yesterday? The First Emperor still harbored vengeance for raping his mother, and Liu Bei resented having his wife stolen. If this so-called humiliation were placed in the grand scheme of history, it probably wouldn't even make a splash. Why wallow in meaningless pain and sorrow, unaware of the consequences? It would serve no purpose.
My mood shifted, and a radiance gradually appeared in my eyes. I silently warned myself, "Be firm in your resolve! Because Judgment Day is coming!"
I had originally thought Ye Qian would take me to a bath, then step over a fire basin to ward off evil spirits and disasters, as is the local custom in my hometown of Hengyang. Unexpectedly, Ye Qian took me directly to the military sanatorium. Senior Colonel Wu Yu, the Vice Dean, who had already been notified, personally greeted me at the door. Though under 50 and slightly pudgy, Vice Dean Wu exuded a vibrant demeanor, a true colonel-level officer. He was not to be underestimated!
I knew the Ye family's background, so I didn't find it strange. I followed the hospital's instructions. The entire physical examination took two hours. The results wouldn't be available for 24 hours.
In the senior management suite on the 6th floor of the north area of the sanatorium, I was leaning on a single-seater soft fabric sofa, looking a little tired. Opposite me sat Ye Qian, who looked calm and composed. There was a glass coffee table between us.
Ye Qian, without her sunglasses, looked up, her makeup bare. Her large, watery eyes sparkled, and a faint smile played at the corners of her rosy lips. She casually crossed her legs, not even glancing at the steaming white porcelain cup of premium Dahongpao tea on the coffee table in front of her. Her willow-shaped, crescent-shaped eyebrows raised, her gaze fixed on my face as she spoke clearly:
"I'll give you a brief update on the incident in Haojiagou, Hengshan County, Hunan. Later, I'll leave all the details and evidence related to your family affairs to you."
Seeing the still calm expression on my face, she continued with satisfaction, but her tone suddenly became serious:
"According to our National Security Department's Secret Service Bureau, which lasted nearly a year, your childhood friend Cen Xiaowei was recruited by the British MI6 while studying in the UK. During that time, she was sent to Wolf Valley in Northern Ireland and the Montreal Special Agent Training College in Canada for secret training for three years. She was then assigned to the MI6's Asian Special Operations Group. Two years ago, she was ordered to infiltrate Hengyang City, Hunan Province, China, under the pretext of investigating the death of her biological mother, Cen Jingqing. She then moved to Haojiagou, Hengshan County. Based on our observations, her primary target for subversion and capture is your wife, Bai Ying."
I was startled and sat up straight, eyes wide open. I asked her carefully, "Have you investigated everything? How could Weiwei be an enemy spy? You know, I grew up with her. Her mother, Aunt Cen, comes from a family of scholars, steeped in tradition and abiding by the laws of the land. Even though her family fell on hard times and Aunt Cen divorced Weiwei's father, I still believe in their character."
Ye Qian glared at me, expressing her displeasure at my arbitrary definition. "Then let me ask you, according to your reasoning, your mother Li Xuanshi, your wife Bai Ying, and women like Wang Shiyun, Xu Lin, and Wu Tong—nearly all of them have attended prestigious universities and received higher education, some even holding dual bachelor's degrees. Which of them isn't a pillar of the nation and a social elite? According to your logic, their promiscuous and immoral relationships with Hao Jianghua are simply absurd."
Ye Qian was a straightforward person, her words always coming straight to the point, without any specific target, simply stating the facts, backed up by irrefutable evidence. Yet, to me, these resolute words were like another lashing out. The pain was agonizing, excruciating, even though I'd long since told myself I should be as hard as steel. Her face flickered between pale and blue. Was it a sign of shame, or perhaps timidity? I couldn't tell. I could only sense my heartbeat quickening, my breathing becoming heavier, and how could I find words?
Ye Qian was silent for a moment, glancing at me sideways. Then she picked up the white porcelain teacup on the coffee table, gently blew away the tea leaves, and took a graceful sip. She continued, "Do you understand the nature of the National Security Bureau's Secret Service?"
Before I could answer, she seemed to know I couldn't give her a satisfactory answer, so she continued, "There are six major secret service organizations in the world that safeguard the core interests of a nation. They hold the power of life and death, act first and report later, and resolutely defend national sovereignty and dignity! They are the British MI6, the German Federal Intelligence Service, the Russian GRU, the American FBI, the Israeli Mossad, and the Chinese Ministry of Security's Special Service, internally referred to as the Dragon Group. Our Dragon Group is particularly mysterious among them, never exposed to the public, and is as mysterious as a dragon that can only be seen from the head but not the tail.
My old man personally requested the No. 1 commander's approval for the Dragon Group's second-tier forces to participate in this mission. You should feel honored! Of course, you will only be involved in the family affairs portion. The rest is a state secret, and you are not allowed to inquire or interfere privately! You must abide by absolute discipline. Moreover, you must apply to join the Ministry of State Security's Special Service Bureau beforehand. This is a necessary prerequisite. Otherwise, the disciplinary team will immediately eliminate all physical traces of you on Earth!"
Even though I had already received a lot of information about Haojiagou and was certain of most of its sordid secrets, I was shocked to discover that it contained so many unknown and top-secret secrets. Upon hearing this, I broke out in a cold sweat and was stunned.
After a long pause, I asked suspiciously, "Sister Qian! Have you forgotten my identity? I'm a released prisoner from a labor camp who attempted murder. Although I'm a graduate of a prestigious university, I'm a prestigious figure. But don't you, such a secretive and core organization like the Ministry of State Security, need to verify my political affiliation and family background when recruiting people?"
Ye Qian glanced at me as if I were a fool and snorted coldly, "I told you about your father, Zuo Yuxuan, and our Ye family's relationship when I first visited him in Tangshan Prison. How could anyone get close to the old man without passing three generations of political review? As for your information, I'll tell you clearly who delivered you and when your umbilical cord was cut. We know it all. And your criminal record, as a stain, actually helps conceal your identity. For us Secret Service agents, it's like a natural camouflage!"
There was no room for explanation, and I was anxiously wondering if I had just escaped from the cage and was back on the pirate ship.
"Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, I will arrange for Captain Ouyang Yunfei of the Secret Service to provide you with physical evidence and relevant video footage of the Haojiagou debauchery. You must first understand the details and formulate a retaliation plan. This requires approval from the Secret Service leadership to avoid affecting the entire Fox Hunting Operation! Do you understand?"
Ye Qian looked stern at the moment and spoke with a serious air. However, seeing her ripped jeans, I couldn't help but feel a sense of absurdity. I muttered to myself, "You, the eldest daughter of the Ye family, are one of the top leaders of the Secret Service." But I couldn't say it out loud.
"Of course," I agreed, having no choice. Then, after a moment's thought, I said to her seriously, "I'm working with the Secret Service, and I'll soon be one of them. I'm honored and proud to do this, and it's always been my dream to do something for my country!"
After a brief pause, I spoke to her in a somewhat anxious tone, "Tomb-Sweeping Day is just a few days away. Last year, I was in prison and missed visiting my father's grave. I'm going to Hengyang in a couple of days!"
Ye Qian nodded to me, indicating that she agreed with my decision. My father, Zuo Yuxuan, had been her father, Mr. Ye's personal bodyguard when he was young, so in a sense, we were naturally close as old friends.
"I'll go with you to Hengyang in a few days. I haven't seen him in ages!" Ye Qian agreed with a gloomy tone. Then, feeling a slight inappropriateness in her words, she quickly added, "I'm going there on behalf of the organization and my family. This is also what my old man wanted!"
I noticed she suddenly became a bit shy, which was very strange. At the time, I didn't understand her true inner reflection until later when she finally opened up to me, revealing some of the truth behind her past. But that's another story.
For the next two days, I stayed at the military sanatorium to recuperate. After all, a year in prison had taken its toll on my body. The physical examination report from the day before yesterday provided detailed and accurate data on every aspect of my body's function. This is the capital's most advanced medical facility, with equipment, facilities, and resources unmatched in the country.
I enjoyed this service with a clear conscience, even as I internally despised myself for having one day become part of the privileged class. However, no matter how honorable or selfless a human being is, as long as it doesn't violate fundamental principles, it's still nice to occasionally enjoy privileges. There's nothing surprising about it; perhaps it's just a fundamental human quirk. For example, when you go to the hospital to register, you can't help but feel helpless as you watch the long, swollen line ahead of you. But then you realize someone else has secured a number through connections, and you're likely to fly into a rage, hurling sarcasm or even curses! It all seems so natural, isn't it?
The morning after my physical, a young man, approximately 35 years old, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and a dashing demeanor, appeared in my room. He introduced himself as Ouyang Yunfei, a native of Sichuan, and the operations leader of the Fourth Group of the Second Division of the Special Service Bureau, holding the rank of captain. He also showed me his ID, which belonged to the Secret Service Department of the Ministry of State Security. It was covered in a golden envelope, a new kind I had never seen before. His photo showed him in casual clothes, with a steel stamp and a special anti-counterfeiting serial number, making it extremely mysterious and rare. He was wearing a leather jacket, blue tapered jeans, and brown leather boots. His neatly cropped hair gave him an air of casual yet sophisticated elegance, undoubtedly evoking trust and a warm welcome.
I nodded secretly: "As expected, a strong general has no weak soldiers!"
Later, after joining this secretive special unit, I learned that every member is an elite cadre, chosen from among thousands, even hundreds of thousands. Not all milk is called Deluxe, and not all elite members are selected for the Secret Service! Because the vast majority of the world will never know how mysterious and powerful it truly is.
Later, Ye Qian half-jokingly told me why she had to mobilize such a terrifying force to deal with the evil spirits in Haojiagou and Hengyang City. I was also very surprised when I heard it!
Captain Ouyang Yunfei immediately took me to an extremely secret and heavily guarded place and completed my entry procedures very efficiently. Afterwards, he handed me a bulging suitcase and told me that all the information about the relevant personnel in Haojiagou was collected in it. The password was sent to my new mobile phone by Deputy Director Ye himself at 2:00 p.m.
Indeed, I got another unassuming new phone, with a thick, silvery-white finish. It looked quite ordinary. Of course, even if I only speculated from the movies I'd seen, I knew it was a professional anti-eavesdropping phone!
Back in my room on the sixth floor of the sanatorium, I placed my suitcase on the sofa. Seeing it was still early, I showered and shaved my beard. Looking at myself in the bathroom mirror, shrouded in a hazy mist, I felt blurry and unreal. Wiping the water droplets off with a towel, I found my reflection. I was just over 5 feet 4 inches tall, with only half my torso visible. My hair had grown about an inch, black and shiny, and of excellent quality, just like Li Xuanshi's. His face was perfectly shaped, his features delicate and three-dimensional, and his skin smooth and delicate, a perfect resemblance to hers.
Bloodline is everywhere, undimmed by likes and dislikes! Honestly, for some reason, my impression of my father, Zuo Yuxuan, has gradually become increasingly hazy. Perhaps it's because he was constantly on business trips when I was young, so the time I spent at home seems incredibly rare now!
I grew up living with my mother, Li Xuanshi, at home in Hengyang. While I studied, she taught at school, later even taking on the role of principal, constantly caring for my daily needs. One cannot appreciate the kindness of parents until one has raised one, and I imagine those years must have been incredibly difficult for her! Being young, I couldn't do much more than be filial and obedient. All I could do was study diligently, repaying her with exceptional grades, and I also secretly longed for her approval and praise.
Looking back now, if I could describe our situation back then with a single idiom, it would be "dependence on each other!" Infant and mother, once connected by placenta and umbilical cord, even separated by the same blood! But now, so close yet so far apart, is it possible to call back the faintest emotion that remains within our bodies? Love is so mysterious, yet so humble and cruel!
I'm just a lonely soul wandering the human world. Yet, I clearly sense that the emotion buried deep within my heart is more than just the simple love between mother and child. What exactly is it? I don't know! I dare not know!
The night seems a bit chilly! Those feeling melancholy in April can vaguely hear the rustling of the wind through the cypress branches downstairs outside their windows! The wind disturbs the otherwise quiet midnight, mercilessly stirring the sleeper's soul on their lonely, dreamless pillows!
The password to the suitcase via her professional mobile phone at 2:00 PM. I didn't immediately open the suitcase. I was desperately looking forward to the secrets within, but I was even more terrified, worried that a demon would suddenly burst out from within!
I don't know when I fell asleep, but it was almost nine when I woke up. Over the past few days, my body has gradually recovered thanks to specialized equipment and expensive medication, and is even stronger than before I was imprisoned. Especially the embarrassing organ in my lower abdomen, which seems to be reaching up to the sky, like a pillar supporting the sky.
The flesh dragon, who hadn't eaten meat in over a year, had awakened from his slumber. This humiliated flesh dragon had once soared with unbridled energy, raising clouds and rain, often visiting Mount Wu! Back then, he roared like a dragon and roared like a tiger, sweeping across the wilderness. He bestowed rain and dew, expelling the old and welcoming the new! He charged into battle, crushing all who stood in his way. But the military's position was unpredictable, and the water's shape was unpredictable. Even the flesh dragon was bound to perish on the battlefield!
My penis is also quite magnificent, with a girth of more than three fingers wide and 18 centimeters when erect. I dare not say that I am the best in East Asia, but I can only boast of my power in one place and at one time.
For several years after my marriage, my wife, Bai Ying, and I enjoyed a joyful and harmonious relationship. During our early years, we were captivated by the whirlwind of sex, spending every night in the bedchamber. Even then, my wife, Bai Ying, quietly confessed her satisfaction with my sexual abilities. As a man, receiving such praise from a beautiful woman is, in some ways, a source of immense pride and enjoyment.
Later, Bai Ying returned to Beijing from a visit to my mother, Li Xuanshi, in Haojiagou. That night, I engaged in passionate intercourse with her. Bai Ying seemed more relaxed and willing to accommodate me. Previously, her sexual intercourse with me had been regular and somewhat shy. She always asked me to turn off the lights, leaving only the dim light of the small table lamp on the bedside table. Our sexual positions were limited to the common one or two and were considered quite conservative.
That night, she was eagerly demanding, her eyes seductive, her moans soft and sweet, quite alluring. So, while she was in high spirits, I took the opportunity to ask if I could try the Guanyin lotus position, which she had previously refused to cooperate with. To my surprise, she immediately agreed, straddling me and twisting her hips with abandon. Seeing her sweat dripping, her moans panting, and her breasts and hips swaying, I was even more delighted. It was a great opportunity for me to caress her delicate plump breasts and playfully pick the red plum blossoms on the top of her peak, further tempting her to move freely and moan non-stop! The King of Xiang met the goddess, a night of indulgence and springtime love!
Later, when the wind calmed down and the rain stopped, Bai Ying gasped and praised my penis, saying, "But Uncle Hao's is even bigger, nearly 25 centimeters when erect." Startled, I quickly asked her how she knew that. Bai Ying seemed suddenly startled, her expression suddenly uneasy. She hesitated for a moment before shyly telling me that my mother had whispered it to her. I felt a little awkward, as if something was amiss. I couldn't find any clues, so I gave up on it. Feeling a little tired after my release, I clung to her flawless, voluptuous body and fell asleep.
Until half a year later, when Hao Bai's affair was exposed, that I belatedly realized that my beautiful wife, Bai Ying, had been cheating on me. Watching her skillful and unrestrained postures during intercourse with me for a while, her increasingly charming and delicate body, her charming and seductive eyes, it was clear that she was completely obsessed with Hao Laogou's huge cock. How could she easily turn back?
As if struck by lightning. Thinking carefully, I realized that the only thing I lost to the old dog was my crotch. The rest of me was crushed everywhere. I was raped and bullied by that old, ugly, wretched, and smelly peasant, and my family was ruined and my wife was lost. I had to bear the consequences!
At that moment, anger welled up in my heart, and evil thoughts filled my heart. I had spent half my life as a human being, never bullying the good. In the end, I got such an ending, which is truly heartbreaking and painful!
By then, I had already drawn my sword to slay the thief, but the scholar's strength, coupled with Wang Shiyun's interference, prevented me from doing so. Although I stabbed Hao Gou three times, none of them hit his vitals, allowing him to escape unharmed. Meanwhile, I was inevitably imprisoned, and from then on, I buried my regrets behind bars for years.