The king of uruk, who was supposed to sit on the throne at the top of the city and enjoy the bright lights all night, left early today. Noisy citizens will not notice that the king, who was praised in the song and dance they celebrated, is walking in the street full of ale. Wang's pace is particularly brisk, not only for this lively scene-this is a proof of his good governance, but also for his upcoming appointment.
During the king's one-day holiday, the king left the night to meet his lover.
The Euphrates River is also flowing peacefully tonight, and the night wind blows ashore from the river, bringing light moisture. When the festive noise of uruk floated here, it seemed to fall to the ground because of the humid air. Therefore, the river bank is particularly quiet, only the chirping of grass insects and the sound of the river beating the sand bank, leisurely beating the eardrum. The banks of the Euphrates River used to be very busy, but now it is a good place where no one will disturb it.
Wang strolled to the dock, where there should be a boat parked, which Wang had already prepared. At this moment, with the lights everywhere in the city and the brilliance of the full moon, Wang saw a slender figure waiting at the dock long ago.
Maybe there is some magical feeling. Wang's best friend looked down at something, but then looked up at Wang tacitly. A friend has a pair of eyes as smart as a wild deer, and when those eyes turn, they reveal a naive and careless look. Wang is confident that he can read anyone's mind, but he can only see his own shadow in the clear eyes of his friends. Wang rarely admits that he sometimes doesn't understand what his friends are thinking-maybe he doesn't really think, and his behavior is only out of natural wildness and natural curiosity.
But tonight, Wang read happiness from his deer eyes. The owner of the eyes waved to the king when he saw him.
"Jill-"
He left out the names with too many syllables, which sounded too intimate. This is his privilege as a close friend of Wang.
"You look in good spirits, Enkidu." The king hurried to greet him.
Naturally, his friend took Wang's arm and led him to jump on the boat. The ship is full of fresh fruit, delicious food and high-quality ale, which is only for two people tonight. However, half a bunch of full grapes and a bite of cream cake are missing. It seems that before the arrival of the king, my friends had already tasted it for the king-but this little impudence is also the privilege of friends.
"Jill, are you sure you don't have to stay in the palace for the holidays?" Enkidu asked seriously.
"It's all right. Even if I didn't teach my subjects myself, I know how to enjoy myself." Wang said, and found a comfortable place to lean down and poured himself a glass of wine. He shook his glass gently and watched the dew reflecting the moon fall on his friend's face, which was whiter because of the moonlight. "Besides, Enkidu, the king has his own festival to celebrate tonight."
Even if there is no need to explain, Enkidu also instantly understand. One year ago today, Wang and his friends met for the first time.
Enkidu bent his eyes and showed a clear smile: "Yes, I saw it. It is indeed a day worth celebrating." For the primitive beast, there is no need to think about the meaning of every day, but when he gains human wisdom, he begins to learn from his human friends and understand the meaning of everything. Now, he has understood why people deliberately commemorate their first meeting with their lover.
"Unfold the rope." Wang said.
So, Enkidu gently pulled, loosened the straw rope tied to the boat, and let the calm water of the Euphrates River push the boat slowly forward.
Enkidu sat opposite the forgotten, and his wild eyes made him see the forgotten clearly in the dim light. His king, with a glass in one hand, stretched out his limbs and looked across the Euphrates River. The lights of Uruk City danced on the river and in his red eyes. Enkidu saw what was in the king's eyes lit by the fire. Follow the king's line of sight. On the riverside, the city that revels all night is illuminated by street lamps and bonfires. The walls of uruk seem to be higher and stronger than I remember, and the atmosphere of the city is more vibrant. The city of Uluke tonight may be the most dazzling pearl on the whole Mesopotamian plain, Enkidu thought. Even this brilliance will make luna Xin feel jealous.
"Look, Enkidu, this is exactly what I want you to understand."
Wang's voice rang in his ears, and the rising ending was undisguised pride.
"This is naturally my achievement, but, Enkidu, there are also contributions from you. Of course, in order to achieve this achievement, the revelers in the city are also an indispensable part, so I allow them to celebrate the carnival. "
"Enkidu, learn to enjoy it."
Wang's words reached his ears, and his heart lit a bonfire. He felt his blood heated by some kind of passion, and the warmth flowed all over his body. He suddenly wanted to get close to his king.
Forgotten people feel the warm breath close to him and look back at his side. Moonlight and lights are reflected in friends' eyes, but brighter light flashes under their eyes. The distance between them narrowed unconsciously as early as a moment ago, and Wang Zheng was in high spirits, so he took his friend's face with his free hand and kissed Enkidu's soft lips without hesitation. His dear friend is an uncontrollable beast. He arbitrarily thought that Enkidu's lips and teeth smelled of Shan Ye's immature berries, although Enkidu would surely point out with a smile that it was definitely the aftertaste of half a bunch of grapes he stole.
Enkidu obediently accepted this not abrupt kiss. This is not the first time they kissed. Enkidu recalled in Breathing Gap that when they first met, the night after that rather tragic confrontation, they confirmed their only connection with each other with a more brutal and fierce kiss. But tonight, the Forgotten's kiss is softer than usual. He gently pushed Enkidu's teeth with his tongue and poured all the mellow ale into Enkidu's mouth. This is the first time that Enkidu tasted wine today.
They taste each other's breath, completely ignoring the body's center of gravity and leaning to one side. The boat was a little overwhelmed and tilted slightly, and the hull suddenly jumped with people's movements, crushing the reflection of the moon cast on the side of the boat. Forgotten One and Enkidu also ended their kiss because of this sudden impact. Wang wrinkled his slender eyebrows, revealing the only unhappy expression tonight.
"Yes, it's really disappointing."
"I think it's better to find a place to stop." Enkidu said, and put his arm into the river to stir.
The forgotten one is still leaning on the boat, watching with interest his friend adjust the direction of the boat in a primitive and barbaric way, but he doesn't intend to remind him of the existence of the paddle. He watched his friend's sculptural arm spread the halo floating on the water, and his heart was as happy as looking at the treasures in the treasure house.
Under the impetus of Enkidu, the ship turned unsteadily. In a lush river, it gently bumped and stopped. Enkidu jumped off the boat first, grabbed the rope, tied the bow firmly to a tall and straight reed, then turned to the forgotten one and held out his hand. Wang took his friend's hand, got off the boat and stepped on the soft beach on the river bank. As soon as we set foot on solid land, Enkidu has extra vitality. He eagerly took a forgotten man to the depths of weeds. All the plants along the river stretched out slender leaves, which fluttered with the wind, and set each other off in harmony with the supple long hair in Wang's eyes. In this way, I enjoyed myself behind my friends for a while. The Forgotten took two steps and brought Enkidu to his side. Enkidu immediately understood the king's mind. He leaned back and fell back into the sea of reeds with a forgotten one.
The thick leaves of reed grass cover the soft sand on the river bank, forming a naturally woven mattress. In fact, compared with the soft fabric in Wang's bedroom, it is not comfortable, but it is the most suitable place. When he lives with wild animals, heaven and earth are his beds.
At first, they just continued to kiss in this secret corner made of weeds, but later they couldn't help but want to stick their bodies closer according to their own mood. Forgetting a person's hand left Enkidu's cheek, along his body's line of beauty. The gold and jewels on his wrist are cold to his skin, but he can feel the burning body temperature where his fingertips pass. Under the caress of two mixed temperatures, every pore of Enkidu is sensitively opened, and his jade-like skin is bleeding red. He feels that he is not a doll made by God, but more like a human being.
In order to prove this change, he imitated the appearance of the king, stroking and kissing the lover in front of him in turn, which he learned from Forgotten, and is a civilized way for human beings to express their intimate feelings. Enkidu's little kisses rained down on the foreheads, cheeks, corners of the mouth and sideburns of the forgotten people, as gentle as a bird pecking. In a forgotten place, the wet itchy kiss turned into an invitation signal. Therefore, Wang wants to go further and open up his own territory in the deep mountains and forests.
The forsaken raised his arms and looked down at Enkidu. Friends immersed in joy are more charming at the moment. His face imitates Shan Hante, who is the first woman to let him see human wisdom, and his body is more enriched in every interaction with the forgotten. However, he still prefers Shan Hante's slim figure, so the two diametrically opposite characteristics of male and female, softness and strength, have a wonderful fusion in him, resulting in a lovable teenager's figure. But this young man's body contains the same power as the king.
In front of this friend with considerable strength, I forgot to carry out his condescending attitude. Before going in, he seldom bent down to ask for the wishes of his friends. Enkidu is very happy to do it with Gilsenas. He recognized the wisdom and strength of the king and was willing to be impressed by it. Enkidu naturally understood the happiness of wild animals, but forgot a person who taught him happiness.
Enkidu's slender arms rest on the forgotten man's neck and back, one hand stroking between the dazzling golden broken hair, and the other hand wandering between the ridges arched like mountains. Their actions should come from the heart, their breath is the breath of the mountain wind, and their ups and downs are the ups and downs of the hills. So Enkidu fell into the gentle bite of the forgotten, and his lover's breath brushed his auricle. He called the name that he had simplified intermittently in the interval of breathing, and the sound of response floated into his ears with the aroma of ale, which was interrupted into syllables by the gradual shortness of breath, and finally scattered in the evening breeze of the Euphrates River, breaking into a harsh whisper of a lark.
Under the guidance of the forgotten, the tide of enthusiasm stirred in him, his body melted in the soil, while the fictional soul was pulled away and led by his king from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.
Finally, full of honey fell from the peak, and Wang briefly let go of the bluebird in his hand.
At the happy end, there will be sticky contact during sexual intercourse, which is the only part that Enkidu doesn't like in this interesting behavior. He imagined the date palm fruit falling to the ground, because it was ripe, rotten and mixed with the fishy sweetness of the earth. Then the white spring water gurgled out of the ravine of the valley, dripping down the skin turned red by friction, dripping on the leaves of reed grass and dripping into the soil.
The first chapter of the night is over, but the aftertaste of intimacy still lingers in their hearts. The body temperature rises because of passion, and the hot breath will not fade quickly. There is still plenty of time for lovers to enjoy each other before the cool autumn wind takes away the excess heat and before the dawn rises in the plain.
The boat is idle on the shore, and the nightingale is singing:
Before the sky brightens, the peaks of Mount Ebev will fall into cracks in the earth several times.