the castration plan

The next afternoon, the law firm.

Every time Baymuir saw Alpha at work, he felt that the light on him was brighter.

With a serious and serious face that can be called handsome under various aesthetics, with a sense of confidence and even leisure given by full professionalism, Omega is easily captured by this kind of demeanor and charm.

I want to become a signature pen in his hand, being held and rubbed by strong fingers.It’s also good to turn into a tie clip, and you can get in touch with it when you bow your head.No, it must become a lawyer's badge. Wouldn't it be a blessing to go to heaven to accompany him in court.

Baymuir was wrapped in Alpha's coat, kicking his legs on the sofa in a nympho.

But the protagonist in his fantasy is actually not that focused, and the level of concentration is only about [-]% to [-]% of the usual level.

Lu He would look up at Omega about every 15 minutes, and the latter was too busy indulging in the 72 changes, and didn't see it at all.

It's been almost two weeks, and Lu He has followed the doctor's advice to remain a standard British gentleman and never go beyond the threshold.

He is definitely not a person who submits obediently as soon as he is seduced, but Baymuir always has strange seduction methods and develops a variety of new sex scenes. He prefers the kind of criminal-like deviant stimulation most.Even an Alpha with a defective lower body function will drive him crazy and develop a sex addiction.

Omega sometimes has a killer indifferent face for one second, and kneels between the man's legs the next second, burying his face and whispering begging his father to feed him. , will come out trembling.

Uniform temptation is a fun and leisure activity, and his title can be seamlessly switched among teachers, doctors, lawyers and guests anytime and anywhere.Usually it is impossible to dress well, but when I bend down, half of my bouncing buttocks are exposed.

People often don't know if he is really dissatisfied with desire, or just for fun, because every time Bemuir just starts from the Adam's apple and goes all the way up, and when he feels Alpha silently swallowing saliva, he bites it lightly with his teeth His chin, and then sucked and bit his lower lip, but refused to kiss him.

Or staring at him intently, when the other party looked back, he immediately turned his head to the other side, giggling while pretending not to know anything, repeated several times, when Lu He kissed him, he pushed away in embarrassment , very clean and pure.

It seems that Baymuir's specialty is to play with men, so it's hard for Lu He not to think about his savage and beautiful little lover, who is plotting some new tricks today.

But Baymuir was very well-behaved today, like a visiting stranger, he didn't even express his affection on purpose, and he didn't even dress up like a monster.

"Thirsty!" Baymuir finally spoke, and the first sentence gave the order.

The tea leaves were full, and Bemuir was holding the glass with both hands, but he couldn't drink it, like a cat watching a fish tank, looking at him through the glass with a smile on his face, gradually kicking up his office chair intentionally or unintentionally Come.

"What are you smirking again?" Lu He tapped his head lightly with a laser pointer. Under the cold elite appearance, he looked at Omega affectionately and personably, and said with a smile, "What's wrong with you?" ?”

"It's not bad." Bemuir took a sip of water, and turned his bright lychee red mouth to him, "It's obvious that you want me to be bad every day, and you want me to be bad, right? That's how it is."

Lu He hugged him and nodded his nose.

Omega just refused to kiss, struggling to escape from his arm, and gave the other person two small thumps on the shoulder.

"A kitten a few months old? Still stepping on the milk." Lu He slowly caressed his glands, kissed the short hair on the back of his head, and smiled, "Can you snore?"

Bemuir continued to use his two front paws to step on the soft place on Alpha's face, squeezing the other's facial features until they lost their original features: "I will not snore for the ugly monster."

When escaping, Omega accidentally knocked down a book on the corner of the table, it was "Faust".

"I was going to see Chris Lee's musical with you, so I found a book to make up for it." Lu He picked it up, "Are you still going this Sunday? Have you seen it, Xiaolu?"

"Why do you look down on me again?" Baymuir touched his finger with his fingertips, "Isn't it just that the devil made a bet with God, betting to turn the good man Faust into a bad man, and give him superpowers to make him all kinds of Enjoy all kinds of enjoyment, if Faust said that he was satisfied, would the devil have won? Just such a story, it’s not difficult.”

"Well. The devil argues with God. The devil thinks that human beings, even Faust, the representative of human beings, are like worms and fish. Any pursuit is impossible to achieve anything, so he is determined to lure him to sink, so as to prove that he is right. And God believes that under the guidance of reason and wisdom, human beings will find a way to rise.” Lu He looked at him, “But it’s not just about proving the right and wrong of hedonism. On a more level, I see rational science and the dialectic of perceptual aesthetics."

Baymuir casually picked it up and flipped through it: "You understand it very well, why are you still making up for it?"

"There are many new gains from re-reading." Lu He said, "For example, the so-called villain, I found that the image of the devil Mephisto is becoming more and more complicated. He seems to be a contradictory and incomprehensible person, but Full of 'black charm' and 'diabolical beauty'."

"He said he was a negating elf. In fact, I saw him more as a careful examiner, a supernatural power user, a knowledgeable elder, and even a social facilitator who subverted cognition. He and God fights desperately, using gentle traps to lure human beings to challenge new goals. The result is that Mephisto is part of the power that always wants to do evil, but always does good. If there is no such Mephisto, there will be no With such a Faust, there will be no human beings who are constantly approaching the zenith of the light and pursuing the blueprint for a better future."

"Things that move forward are often at the cost of countless tragedies, through countless partial failures to achieve overall victory. So I don't think Mephisto is a negation of human upward spirit, nor is it a typical nihilist. On the contrary, he is A hopeful man, a man who does good to punish great evil, even though he seems to be in the mire of eternal degradation."

Lu He looked at him with a smile: "Xiao Lu, what do you think?"

"It's none of my business." Bemuir blinked quickly a few times, not looking at him, just looking for a corner to cover himself in darkness, "Devils are bad, everyone says so, don't make excuses Alright."

Lu He didn't deny him directly, but asked: "Xiao Lu, is Satan a devil? Is he bad?"

"Isn't that nonsense, aren't you?" Bemuir didn't even think about it, and added after a while, "He's the snake who tempted Eve to eat the forbidden fruit. He's not bad, but no one in Christianity is bad."

"Maybe the evolution of the definition of Satan is more complicated. In the sect of Semiticism, that is, the religious sect with Yahweh as the main god, Satan was originally defined as an opponent, and not an enemy of all mankind; , and even created a very similar concept of Lucifer. It changed from the black ancient snake of the Egyptian evil god Seth to a fallen angel, and later integrated the deeds of Lucifer, and finally became a synonym for demons.”

"So." Bemuir knew that he was stopping himself and examining himself, but subconsciously he didn't want to talk.

"What I mean is that even in the Bible, there are conceptual conflicts or low-level mistakes, as do social cognitions." Lu He said, "Many times the real situation is that the devil is not the devil, and evil is not evil."

He counted from humanism and the age of enlightenment to romanticism and modernism: "Lucifer in "Divine Comedy", Satan in "Paradise Lost", and Mephistopheles in "Faust", the devil has gradually left The definition of pure evil, they are heroic revolutionaries, active rebels, a sharp-eyed despiser who is good at irony and exposure. In "The Master and Margarita", the author said that light and shadow exist at the same time , Good and evil may appear to be irreconcilable on the surface, but they all serve the ultimate goal of goodness. In a sense, Satan is also God.”

This Alpha has a natural demeanor, and he doesn't use any tongue-twisting skills, but the long discourses that are spoken so plainly from his mouth are also very elegant.No matter how mature a criminal is, under his seductive interrogation, it is difficult not to make a fuss.

Baymuir turned his face away and didn't look at him. His face was as white as a film of condensed milk, which would break if poked, and he said slightly choking: "Then you go and be Satan, you think Satan is so good."

"I have this doubt, and I want to ask you what you think." Lu He's tone has been relaxed, even a little joking. The sense of oppression is purely brought about by the content of the conversation. Human beings have invented the best things, because human nature is always unimaginably good, and even more unimaginably evil. The assertion of any party is its destruction. No one can directly criticize it and put a high hat on it. Parade. It needs transparent scales and measurements, a fair trial at the moment, and a tool for regional management, which is the law."

"But the law has a permanent flaw, that is, what it tends to is justice in the unified consciousness of the group, but justice should have different answers in different people's hearts. When justice is absent, a person will take up arms Defending one's own interests, using illegal means to fulfill one's own wishes, thus becoming a demon for righteous purposes. But if everyone does this, where is the confidence of all human beings in the ability of reason? Where is the limit of freedom? How to balance conflicts for social control? In the end, there will only be a collapse of public order and good customs, and a primitive social structure similar to animals.”

Baymuir was hit by his few questions, and many things in his mind were gradually smashed out, his eyelids suddenly collapsed extremely thin, and he pretended to drink up the residual tea in the cup and drink up the water Only Huang Qiuqiu's tea leaves were stuck to the wall, and he refused to put it down, as if he was counting on the transparent glass material to block his newly born tears.

He knew Lu He's painstaking efforts in saying these harsh words, but the many hatreds and grudges in his heart were searched out to his heart's content.If it wasn't for the toothache, it would have turned into a violent attack maniac now.

"What's the matter?" Lu He hurriedly pulled him into his arms, kissing him like a lingering rain, "My little Lu, don't cry, be good."

Lu He looked at his lover's weeping face, those beautiful lily cup-like lips were supposed to hold nectar instead of blood.

Those words seemed to have imposed all kinds of delicate and delicate mental abuse on him. Bemuir's chest was full of grievances that could not be uttered, and he didn't even have the energy to report the other party's bad deeds. He just mumbled and repeated, and the crying was pitiful: "It's none of your business, it's none of your business... Get lost, don't be with me... I'm Satan and I'm a snake, you're sick and stay with me..."

He was very unreasonable, crying and crying, and gradually forgot why he was crying in the first place, like a child being wronged.

The literary image of the snake is also full of evil forms. It is the origin of all evils. John the Baptist repeatedly called those Pharisees and Sadducees who made things difficult and hated Jesus poisonous snakes.

Lu He smiled while kissing away his tears: "Where is it? However, you do make me want to be like Faust, and finally say that sentence to the devil."

"What." Bemuir was still teary, protruding brightly from the sockets of his eyes, but his curiosity was aroused, and his face was temporarily expressionless, very sweet, "Which sentence?"

"Don't cry, Xiaolu." Lu He pressed his lips against Omega's eyelids, turned the page to the end, and read it to his ear, "It's so beautiful, please stop."

Bemuir was stunned for a moment, and stretched out his hand to pretend to wipe his tears with a tissue, hiding his tears and smiling: "You are so annoying, you are not allowed to speak in the future, keep your mouth shut."

"Well, it's my fault." Lu He nodded, and he also thought that he should take full responsibility for the conversation, kissed him deeply for a while, and then said, "I don't think so much, Xiao Lu, I just hope you can Trust me and leave everything to me."

"You're crazy." Bemuir often felt that he was sitting on the verge of death, that he was at the end of the road, and that death was the inevitable destination. He never thought that someone would really give up the chance to escape and survive after knowing the whole picture, "I don't understand you, no People can understand you."

"You don't need to understand, I just want you to always remember that you are worthy of being loved, very worthy, at any time." Lu He kissed his last teardrop that was about to fall, and the blue winter sky was as gentle as washing, "And I love you , don’t need others to understand.”