The Mercedes Benz S600 pasted with black film parked on the roadside. Sean did not know whether William was inside. Seeing nobody alight, he went home directly.

There was nobody at home. Sean changed his shoes and sat on the sofa. Before he could think, he just heard the sound of the key in the door.

After William left home this morning, he became more and more uncomfortable when he thought about the thing happening in the morning. He was out of sorts as long as he thought about Sean, who had always been silent, had known some one outside who he didn't know. Especially William deeply understood the bad nature of men. He came outside to make merry just for some fresh tastes, but he couldn't tolerate Sean's having fun outside. He did not trust all his new friends.

William decided to make it clear to Sean after thinking for a long time. Though he had got weary of Sean's tepid character like water and his monotonous sexual behaviour after so many years, he clearly knew he did not want to lose him at last. But he didn't expect that Sean just went out in the morning after he left.

"Who brought you back?" William looked gloomy: "Even such a cold day cannot put out your anger?"

Sean kneaded his temples: "My friend."

"The one who sent you flowers?" William slammed the door: "Where did you get to know him? Introduce him to me."

"He's a doctor. I went to get some medicine." Sean put down the down jacket slowly, folded it and put it on the side without any emotional fluctuations.

William sneered: "I don't even ask what kind of doctor can be so rich. But where is your medicine?"

He didn't ask whether you were sick, how long had you been ill, or whether you got familiar with the doctor as you always went to hospital. He just looked at you with coldness and suspicion in his eyes, and asked------

Where is your medicine?

Sean laughed: "Left in the car." He finally recognized the fun of their relationship, He looked up at William's eyes: "Don't worry. The doctor is almost perfect. He's young, rich, gentle and thoughtful. But he has only one fault that he doesn't like me."

William could restrain his temper much better outside than before after so many years, but he was never willing to hide his bad temper when facing Sean. His eyes went red. He clasped the collar of Sean: "Don't tell me that you really dare to embrace such a mind!"

"Mind is the hardest thing to guess. It's invisible. So you cannot know whether it's true or not even if I tell you. The question is meaningless." Sean couldn't brush William's hands away. His red face out of suffocation was more pleasing than the pale one all the time in William's eyes.

"You've been so lonely since I'm not at home for such a short time? Why didn't I know you were so eager for men?" William pushed Sean down on the sofa, overlooking him, with severe insult in his words.

Sean was always gentle and taciturn, but he couldn't swallow an insult silently. H e couldn't tear himself free. He just replied: "Because you did not see it before. What? Do I scare you?"

William slapped him hard across the face, leaving no reaction time for Sean.

Sean was somewhat in a trance. His brain buzzed loudly, he was still conscious, but his mind just flew away before he felf the pain on the face.

They had fought before out of some nasty quarrels since they were both men, but William always kept his hands with measured strength. They always exhausted their anger and finally rolled into bed.

It was the first time that Sean was beaten by William without any chance to hit back.

William's suspicion and possessiveness at this time didn't satisfy him at all, but just chill his heart. Because Sean knew there was no link between his possessiveness and affection for one thing. The man just wouldn't let anyone touch his things even if they were broken.

William was always jealous when he loved him at that time. He was good at acting cute. He was a wild untamed wolf, but he pretended to be a loyal dog, which came home after he beckoned. At that time, William would pretend to be aggrieved and looked at him with watery eyes. His voice would be properly frifgtened and sincere: "I am jealous...... Don't be with him. You're ignoring me......"

He would not be enigmatic and furious like this when he really loved him.