Sometimes, hunters carefully designed a trap, and then waited for the prey to fall in. What kind of mood was that
Anxious, hopeful, apprehensive
Indifferent, sinister, or calm like this
who knows
Prey knows.
Lan San felt that he was the prey, and the hunters were still two people, one on the left and one on the right, trapping him and teasing him, exhausting him, and laughing at him for not being able to see through the trap.
asshole.
Pei Xiaoting lowered his head, the album fell to the ground, and when he opened it, the wind made the pages float slightly.
Lan San pointed at the photo on the ground and growled: "The one who is playing the Rubik's Cube is Pei Xiaoting, isn't it? And the one who puts chocolate in the coffee is Pei Xiaoling! I believe that if you look again, there will be more Evidence, you are not the main character, he is! Right?!"
Pei Xiaoting's eyes darkened.
Lan San was so annoyed that he didn't answer, stepped forward and grabbed his neck, squeezing out words from between his teeth: "Answer me! Are you dumb! Aren't you very good at talking! There's nothing to lie to me! What are you trying to do? ?!"
Lan San didn't know what kind of answer he wanted to get. It was too sudden, and he hadn't fully digested it.
He only knew that he needed Pei Xiaoting to say it himself.
Finally, the guy broke his hand off, first gave a self-sacrificing smile, and then his eyes were like a knife, hitting Lan San's seven inches word by word.
"Then let me introduce myself again, my name is Pei Xiaoling."
Lan San was frightened, frustrated, shocked, and resentful, so he took two steps back. Instead, it was Pei Xiaoting—no, it was Pei Xiaoling who approached, picked up the album on the ground, and blew the dust.
"I didn't expect it to be exposed like this. If the 'big brother' knew, I would be surprised."
"You are... Pei... Pei..." Lan San stammered.
"Pei Xiaoling is dead. To be more precise, I am the brother he imagined. It can be said that I am him, or I can say that I am not him. It is such a painful memory of killing my own brother, that's why I am like this. An existence with the same temper, character, habits, and hobbies."
The truth was exposed, he didn't panic at all, and his strong mental ability made him seem so easy.
And he was talking about his own affairs with an indifferent expression, as if the story happened to someone else.
"Outside, he is still him, or the indomitable guy. Only after people will I come out and save his filthy life."
Lan San's lips turned white: "Then why... why did you deliberately lie to me? He is the main character! I can understand that you lied to me, you want to stay, you want to replace him! But he... "
"Do you think he wants to stay? Heh," Pei Xiaoling sneered, "It's true that I want to replace him, but the premise is that he is willing to hand over this body to me, and I am taking over his unbearable place for him. Purpose of life."
Lan San shook his head frequently, Pei Xiaoling pressed step by step, every word was a knife: "Think about it, who brought you back? Who kept you here? Who begged you to stay? Me? Hehe... It's all him. He's the one who finds out that you put him at ease, the one who finds out that being with you keeps me around longer, the one who uses you to 'disappear' and I—"
After a pause, he stabbed the last knife in his heart: "I'm just pushing the boat."
With a bang, Lan San fell to the ground, his eyes widened. Pei Xiaoling wanted to help him, but he slapped him open: "Don't touch me!"
"Scared?"
Lan Sanyaguan trembled: "I don't know, which sentence you said is true and which is false."
"Actually, you don't need to know. Lan San, you just need to accept what we tell you. Why do you want to ask the truth?"
"Because I don't want to be played like a monkey!"
"I've never been playing with you, I just chose to make you less burdensome," Pei Xiaoling squatted down, "Lan San, just like before, don't we get along very well? Trust me, without him, we would be better off. OK."
He stretched out his hand to touch Lan San's face, but Lan San avoided.
Pei Xiaoling clenched his hand into a fist: "You look very disappointed. Is it because of me or because of him?"
Lan San bit his lower lip, feeling his eyes warm.
"You don't need to answer, I already felt it before." He squeezed Lan San's shoulders with great force, and asked, "Obviously, Pei Xiaoting and I met you almost at the same time, why did you choose him? ,why it's not me?"
Lan San was shocked, and then bit him.
He rushed out the door, leaving only a word.
"I don't know you, I just tell him."
——
Early winter is harsh.
Pei Xiaoling looked in the mirror and sorted out her appearance.
Today is the memorial day for my mother and Pei Xiaoling, it's time to go to the grave.
But at this moment, for him, the most important thing is the 'exchange' with Pei Xiaoting before going to the grave.
So he made a cup of tea and kept it close by, looked in the mirror and began to shave.
Scratched too hard and it bleeds and mixes with the white foam and it's so damn good looking.
He washed his face and looked at himself in the mirror.
"Good morning, bastard, you're a real dog now."
——
Lan San was Lin Xian's house who was crying and howling. Lin Xian had never seen his virtue. After crying, he fell asleep without saying anything.
The next day he got up to buy breakfast. It was very late in the early winter morning. I don't know when it started to rain last night. The north wind was like a knife on his face, and his breath was almost frost.
After returning to the house, since there was nothing to do, he planned to stay in bed all day, so he took off his coat and went into the bedroom.
"Brother?" He called out, but Lin Xian didn't respond, Lan San thought about it, it was still early, he and Qin Lang must not have gotten up.
Xiaomu had already woken up, because she was thinking about her painting homework and had not finished painting. Lan San took a look, he painted 'My Home'.
Two big men and a small child.
Lan San pursed his mouth: "If you hand it in like this, the teacher will be scared."
Xiaomu raised her head: "No, I already told everyone!"
"Said, said it?"
"Well, last time in class, the teacher said to do a family introduction, so I just said it, what's wrong?"
"Your classmates and teachers... have no response?"
Xiaomu bit her finger: "Well... They seem a little scared... Well, just a little bit."
I really don't know where this kid's receptivity comes from.
But then again, Lan San himself naturally accepted Lin Xian and Qin Lang's affairs. Maybe because it happened to others, I always felt that there was still a distance from myself.
Lan San touched Xiaomu's head: "Then do you think your family will be different from other classmates? Huh? Do you feel like you're missing a mother?"
Xiaomu put away the painting, put it in the drawing board, and said innocently, "No, with little dad and Uncle Qin, I think everyone else has an extra mother at home."
He hopped off after saying that.
Lan San suddenly didn't know what to do, so he dug out a record from the bookcase, put it into the computer in the bedroom, and turned on the stereo.
In fact, he also has this record, and has listened to it many times, but he still does not tire of it.
The sound was not too big or too small, just over the sound of Lan San's sigh.
The sky outside was bright, but it was coming to an end.
Time flies so smoothly to three days later. Of course, Christmas is sure to brighten up a monotonous life.
The house was very lively that day. Lin Xian's mother, Xiao Tao and Fu Xiaoci were all huddled in Lin Xian's house.
Originally, Pei Xiaoting should have attended.
"Today he went to the pier. I heard that there was a rebellion underneath." Qin Lang explained to him like this, obviously he didn't ask anything.
Lin Xian booked a restaurant, everyone laughed, opened the car doors and got in.
"You still won't tell me anything?" Lin Xian asked him as he started the car.
"It's not that I don't say it. It's hard to say, and I don't know how to say it. I've always been a bad student, and my ability to express myself is poor. Don't make it difficult for me."
"So this is a complete end with Pei Xiaoting, isn't it?"
"...I don't know, I suddenly felt like I didn't know him at all. I can't control what he's going to do... Love it."
Lin Xian reached out and turned on the music "You look so fine" in the car.
"I beg you, my brother, don't play this song, you can play the Northeast Yangko, or Shaanbei Xintianyou, even if you play "Two Butterflies" by Pang Long, don't play this, I hear it now I just want to throw up." He complained.
"Okay," Lin Xian said helplessly, replacing Liang Jingru, "You are getting harder and harder to serve."
Lan San stared at Lin Xian's head in the back seat and rolled his eyes: "It's not the first day you met me, I'm just like this, it's self-willed, and it's annoying."
Lin Xian knew that he needed to vent, and smiled: "As you wish."
Although Liang Jingru was listening to her, Lan San kept playing the song "You look so fine" in her heart.
You look so fine
(you look good)
I want to break your heart
(I want to break your heart)
And play with your mind
(play with your heart)
You're taking me over
(take me away)
It's so insane
(this is crazy enough)
You got me down and chained
(You keep me low and keep me bound)
I hear your name
(I hear your name)
I'm falling over
(falls like this)
…
Lan San thought about how to stop this matter from continuing so hastily on the way. He knew it was a comma, but the pen seemed to be out of ink and couldn't write anymore.
The street view outside the window is really beautiful.
Lan San looked at this, suddenly sat up abruptly, and pulled Lin Xian hard: "Brother! Stop! Stop!"
"Damn it! San'er, you're going to die!" Lin Xian rarely swears, he braked suddenly, and almost got behind him, so he heard the driver behind him stick his head out and curse.
"Will the mother drive! Seek death, you idiot!"
Before the car stopped, Lan San disappeared like an eel.
"Lan San! What are you going to do?!"
doing what
Yeah, what to do
Although Tongcheng in December is not as cold as the north, it is not so hot after all. If you climb to the roof of the roof at this time and sit down along the side, you will have a panoramic view of the whole city and all the buildings on the riverside. All the lights were bright, and the entire river was as filthy as an oil painting that had been splashed with water.
Lan San ran to the side of the road. Twenty meters ahead, beside a sports car, sat a man with a bleeding forehead, one sleeve rolled up, drinking while watching the flow of people.
Pei Xiaoting.
He took out a cigarette case from his pocket, shook it, took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep breath and then coughed violently.
"Damn it."
He cursed viciously, raised his hand to dry the corners of his mouth with his cuff, smiled, stretched out his hand and took out his mobile phone from his pocket, opened it and looked at the address book again, but stopped on the dial button for a long time.
Just watch, don't move.
"Why don't you fight?" Lan San asked without any tone.
Pei Xiaoting suddenly raised his head, Lan San saw guilt and fear in his eyes for the first time.
He stepped forward, pinched Pei Xiaoting's cigarette butt, and threw it into the trash: "I dare to tie someone up, but I dare not make a phone call."
"Lan San..." Pei Xiaoting said.
"Shut up, I haven't let you speak yet." Lan San lost his temper bluntly. Then he looked at the pharmacy on the side and said, "Let's go in and talk, it's quite cold outside."
After all, he opened the car door first, pushed Pei Xiaoting in, and went to the pharmacy to buy some hemostatic stickers.
Pei Xiaoting stared at Lan San who was bandaging himself: "Why?"
"You should ask me first." Lan San made his move deliberately harder.
"Are you still angry?"
"You've been sneaked to try? Damn it, it's too late to make a rant about this shit, what is it..."
Pei Xiaoting smiled: "Then how do you want me to compensate you? Checks? Sweets? Game consoles?"
Lan San was very serious: "I don't have time to joke with you."
There was silence in the car.
"You idiot, idiot, two hundred and five," Lan San broke the silence, "Destroy your own existence, such a thing can be done."
"In a sense, I'm a lunatic right now."
"There's nothing in this world, even a little bit, do you think it's worth staying?" Lan San raised his head and looked at him with burning eyes.
Pei Xiaoting felt a little dry in his throat.
"Lan San, it's too late, I have no right to turn back when things have come to this point." Pei Xiaoting sighed and said.
Lan San's heart seemed to be soaked in sea water: "Pei Xiaoting, can you spare yourself?"
"Let me go?" Pei Xiaoting smiled, "Don't say it so scary, I didn't plan to kill myself, I'm just tired of living. Lan San, have you ever touched a gun? Do you know the feeling of a bullet popping out of the chamber? Have you ever felt it? Do you feel like a living person with blood spraying on you, opening your mouth to pray and dying? It took the lives of my mother and brother, in fact, more than that, I have no way to continue, you let me let go of myself, open What's the joke?"
"Can… "
Pei Xiaoting lit up his sleeves: "Have you seen this scar? To this day, I still remember how my mother cut me with a knife."
He suddenly fell into memory.
My mother has always preferred Pei Xiaoling. He is cute, kind, gentle and simple, like an angel, not like Pei Xiaoting, like a little wolf.
That day, when the news of Pei Xiaoling's death came home, her mother was half crazy.
And after knowing who the murderer was, he completely collapsed.
At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, in the cold and dark house, the young woman walked through the long and secluded corridor, quietly opened a door, and walked in.
The boy in front of him was lowering his head to clean up his brother's belongings. She didn't call, she approached him slowly, pulled out a pocket knife from his sleeve, like a scythe of the god of death, and stabbed it at innocent lives.
The boy's alert physical response made him dodge and block with his arm.
The knife stabbed into the arm, the muscles contracted violently, and the blood began to flood when the knife was pulled away from the wrist! All splashed on the young woman, dyeing her eyes red, she was not surprised, and continued frantically.
"Why didn't you die! He's your brother! You are jealous of him, right? Why! You die too! You go to accompany him too!"
The boy fell to the ground, groaning, clutching his arms, moving his legs little by little, watching the bloody woman growl and cry at him.
"You are not my son! You are unworthy! You are not! You are a killing machine! I will kill you! I will kill you!"
Finally, the bodyguards rushed in.
They shielded the boy in groups, and the whole room was a mess, filled with the sticky, fishy smell of blood.
She was messy, her expression was the same, and her mood was the same, and then she suddenly woke up from a big dream and threw the knife away. The bodyguards were going to take her out, but at that moment, she suddenly pulled out the gun!
boom!
Like a devastated butterfly, crumpled into a ball and planted on the ground, its entire head rotted into pulp, terrifying and hideous.
For so many years, it has been this sound and this scene in my midnight dreams.
Years of torture.
"Now, you are the second person in the world who knows everything about me." Pei Xiaoting leaned his head on the back of the chair, and his whole person was haunted by a gloomy aura.
"Since it's so painful, why not..." Lan San couldn't say the word "suicide".
He didn't say it, but Pei Xiaoting understood.
"I can't die, because I'm the head of the Pei family. When I die, how many people will drink the northwest wind, and how many people will die without understanding. Therefore, even if I die, I have no freedom," Pei Xiaoting interrupted him. , "...Fortunately, I'm not a 'person'. 'He' appeared, and with him, after so many years, I've done enough dirty and bloody things, and I can finish it perfectly."
Lan San made a false voice: "So I am that full stop?"
Pei Xiaoting smiled hoarsely: "It's a pity, it's a little bit worse."
After speaking, he lit another cigarette.
Lan San looked at him for a while, then suddenly pulled the door of the car, walked down, and stood outside with the cool breeze in the middle of the night.
His eyes stayed somewhere in the air, his face was full of sadness, and his face was even worse under the white light of the aggrieved street lamps.
"Lan San?" Pei Xiaoting called him.
silence.
"Come in, it's windy and cold upstairs. When you turn around and catch a cold, you'll know it's uncomfortable."
silence.
Pei Xiaoting could only get out of the car and walked to the front of Lan San, only to find that Lan San was crying with his head down.
Crying is really ugly, the facial features are crowded together, the tears are as big as soybeans, and the mouth is shrunk into a line. But Pei Xiaoting was a little helpless.
"You... what's wrong with you? Don't cry."
It's okay not to say it, as soon as I say it, Lan San wows out. Pei Xiaoting immediately wiped him with his sleeve: "Hey... You can kill or cut, just don't cry..."
Lan San slapped him with a big mouth and scolded: "I fucking want to kill you with a gun now! Who the fuck are you! Lied me home, played with my feelings, and now I want to dump you again. I'll take care of myself and go, do I fucking deserve to be used by you? You can leave as soon as you say it! Have you considered my feelings! Okay, you can follow him in life and death for the rest of your life!"
His voice was very and extremely loud, and he could hear it clearly within a radius of 30 meters. Everyone turned their heads violently. When they saw that it was two men, they gasped.
Pei Xiaoting was a little embarrassed: "You... can you change a less misunderstood rhetoric?"
Lan San wiped his snot on him: "Which sentence did I say wrong?!"
Pei Xiaoting pondered for a while, but really couldn't refute a sentence, so he could only stuff Lan San back into the car.
Crying so hard, Lan San straightened his face and said seriously: "What I have endured, you must pay back double."
Pei Xiaoting frowned: "Lan San, I think you have to understand..."
He was speechless.
Because Lan San turned over, flipped from the co-pilot to his driver's seat, sat on his lap, put the back of the seat down, and gnawed at his mouth.
Really gnaw.
But obviously there is no technical content. Because Pei Xiaoting only felt pain.
After eating, Lan San straightened up, took off his coat, and wrapped his hands around Pei Xiaoting's neck with a heroic expression: "It's up to you."
Every cell of Pei Xiaoting was frozen, and he didn't know where to put his hands: "What do you mean?"
Lan San boldly said: "Didn't you say that if you do something with you, you won't want to leave again? Okay, I will do it! You do what you say!"
It was as if thousands of thunders struck Pei Xiaoting's ears. He raised his head slightly to look at Lan San, his face was very red, his ears were all red, his shoulders were shaking shyly, but his eyes were very firm.
He is serious.
"Why Ken?"
"I don't want you to go."
"I thought that you and 'him' get along very well. He should take good care of you and please you, and you will like him more."
"Yes, he's fine," Lan San's hands tightened, hesitating for a long time before he made a noise as small as a mosquito, "... different."
Pei Xiaoting: "What's the difference?"
Lan San: "He can't play Rubik's cube."
Pei Xiaoting: "Huh?"
Lan San: "He can't make snail noodles."
Pei Xiaoting: "That's it?"
Lan San: "He won't hold my hand and take care of me all night after I'm drunk."
Pei Xiaoting: "These... are actually nothing."
"And most importantly," Lan San stuck to his ear, "Even if you use the same body, 'he' is not you."
This sentence is actually really warm. Because even Pei Xiaoting himself was used to seeing two people as one person.
People's hearts are soft, but the world's wind and frost swords are all geared up, as soon as you appear, you will be slashed with thousands of swords, carved into edges and corners, carved into sharp points, and bit by bit, it becomes hard and cold, until finally, it becomes into a double-edged sword.
At that time, you can live as flirtatious as a rose, covered with thorns.
Hurt others and hurt yourself.
You should always remember that there are many, many heart-wrenching moments that you can't remember -- they can't forget.
However, it can be replaced.
Pei Xiaoting hugged Lan San involuntarily, as if embracing a kind of redemption.
"Why do you smoke?" Lan San asked, without concealing his reproach in his tone, "I hate the smell of your cigarettes."
Pei Xiaoting still hugged silently.
"I'm asking you." Lan San reached out his hand to stop him, "You never smoked before."
"I kept smoking, but I didn't let you see it."
Lan San didn't say a word, he lost the courage to ask questions, he knew that this was all thanks to him.
"If you don't like it, I won't smoke anymore." Pei Xiaoting said.
Lan San hugged Pei Xiaoting again and bit his shoulder, like an expression of anger.
"sorry."
Pei Xiaoting gently bit Lan San's ear and said, "Don't be stupid, I'll take you home." LC