Chapter 13

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“It’s been so long since we talked, Jiro.” Yan said.

He looked up at his boss, he knew he was in trouble.

“I herd about the girl.” Jiro avoided eye contact. “You’re exactly like your father. A self-fish coward, whose willing to sacrifice something so small, for your own life.”

Jiro kept quite.

“Tell your father I said ‘hi’.” Yan said and pointed his hand gun to another Wang.

Just like he did twenty six years ago.

Another Wang, gone from the world.

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Jiro woke up soaking wet.

He looked around finding himself awake before his room mates.

It had been a weird, dream, it seemed so real.

And if Yan knew about Ella, still being alive, he would have his head too, like he had his fathers.

He looked over at Qian, who was snoring out loud.

“It’s best if I didn’t tell you.” he whispered and got ready for his day.

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“Was that a better kiss, Chun?” the old man asked.

Chun just stared at Ella, who was rubbing her mouth as if she had the cooties, back in elementary school.

Chun didn’t have to answer to let his grandfather know the truth.

Better?…

Yes.

Would he do it again?…

No.

“Honestly, Ella. How am I going to see my great-grand children, if you don’t learn how to kiss?”

“Well--you don’t need to learn how to kiss, you can just--” She didn’t want to say it, but they both knew what she meant.

And she was right

You don’t need to kiss to have child. All there was to it, was for the guy to get his prized possession into the woman that he loves, and…BAM…there you go…a child is formed…

…and no kissing needed to be involved.

But most people don’t just do it for the sex.

They want the feeling of being loved.

And most of the time, that is passed on between two people by their lips.

And if they aren’t even going to bother having the electric feelings of loving one another, passing through the lips, why even bother having sex at all?

“Chun, can we go home?”

“Not until you learn how to give your man, satisfactory.” the old man said.

“Chun!” Ella turned seeing him just as annoyed as she was.

“Ella!” the old man snapped.

“Chun!” Ella whined again.

“Grandpa!” Chun shouted. “We’ll continue this tomorrow!!” Chun said standing up.

“No, Chun. You’re mother wanted this done tonight. She’s not the only one wanting grand children.”

“What? Your mother knew about this?” Ella asked.

Shit.

He was in trouble now.

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