He Qin held the knife in his right hand and squatted down in front of a carpet.
The wet marks on the carpet are deep and dripping, extending in continuous lines all the way forward. He stretched out his index finger and wiped it lightly. The lines on the center of his finger were suddenly covered with a layer of fishy red.
He Qin didn't say a word, but stared at the light color on his fingertips, feeling that his eyes were almost dyed red by it. He stood up expressionlessly, with all his muscles flexing under his shirt. Tight, two sharp and smooth lines slowly arched up on the back, and the heels made no sound when they came into contact with the carpet, walking forward step by step -
He was like a black panther traveling through the jungle, stepping on the edge of death with every step. He held his breath and concentrated on ambush the enemy's back, suppressing the violence and fire in his heart. The angrier he became, the calmer he became, and the more emotionless he became. Only the sharp golden light in his pupils captured the soul, revealing his relentless murderous intention at this moment.
Wen Zheliu was carrying the pendant and was running around in panic: "It's so miserable, it's so miserable, this wave of pills, this wave of pills... ah, how could this happen, how could this happen..."
At this time, there was only a mess left in the corridor that had been destroyed by Happy Dawson and the eyeless monster. Other than that, there was no one around. He heard the willows screaming every day, and the ground was not working. He could only cover his forehead and want to Cry without tears.
"It would be great if there was Doraemon's Any Door at this time... I'm exhausted from digging mushrooms! Oh, the day is bright and the night is vast, and the monsters and monsters have nowhere to hide! No, no, no, no, no, it's useless to say this now!"
Although there was silence on both sides of the corridor, one could hear Zheliu and had a feeling that He Qin was walking this way, and was getting closer and closer to him.
He really didn't know what to do, so he simply gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand tremblingly from the corner: "...Brother, I'm here!"
He Qin was startled. He stared at the waving hand, and then he saw Wen Zheliu with messy hair sticking his head out from behind the corner, searching for traces of him.
"Hey, brother, so you are here!" Wen Zheliu was frightened and read in a trembling tone, "I was scared to death. You don't know how dangerous it was just now..."
He Qin looked at him indifferently. Before he could finish his sentence, he sheathed his sword and rushed to him in a few strides. He grabbed Wen Zheliu's collar and knocked him into the ground. On the wall!
"..." Wen Zheliu was completely stunned. The second half of his words suddenly got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't even utter a single word.
"...Brother." He shouted tremblingly.
"Don't call me brother." He Qin looked at him condescendingly, the golden flames burning deep in his pupils were cold and biting, "I can't afford it."
Wen Zheliu's eyes widened, and the chill instantly froze along his bloodstream and froze every nerve ending in him. He shivered heavily, and his lips and cheeks turned pale.
"Sorry, I..." He looked at the man's handsome face at a loss. At this moment, it no longer had those romantic and gorgeous veils to cover it. It had washed away all the cold edges and corners used to weaken it. The disguise has become so fierce and aggressive that just one look can make people's bones ache.
"What are you apologizing for?" He Qin asked softly, "Did you do something wrong? Isn't it great and glorious that you sacrificed yourself to save me?"
"I, I..." Wen Zheliu's teeth and tongue were trembling, as if he had returned to the time when he was living under someone else's roof. He didn't know how to deal with this kind of cold violence that was neither painful nor itchy, but made his whole body tremble with cold. After a long time, he whispered: "...I'm fine, it was Jenny who saved me later..."
He Qin kept his head still and glanced down at the silver chain in Wen Zheliu's hand.
"Really, this is your plan, your reason?"
He smiled coldly, and his tone was full of frightening softness: "Do you know how anxious I am? I am almost crazy in my anxiety. I am afraid that if I come late, I will see your body - or worse, I can’t even see your body, I can only see you appearing on that fucking show at twelve o’clock tomorrow night and being tortured to death, and I can’t save you.”
He Qin suddenly smiled. He raised the corners of his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes. He let go of Wen Zheliu's collar, took his hand and put it on his shoulder, "Come on, baby, touch it."
Wen Zheliu sniffed blankly, and brushed He Qin's strong back weakly with his cold fingers.
An even colder wetness came from his fingertips, and his mind was confused. After a while, he suddenly remembered: Oh, that was his sweat, and it even soaked his thick sweater.
"You are right, I know you are right." He Qin nodded, "You just wanted to save me, and then you used a prop with a limit of one use to throw me out of the battlefield like garbage, and then planned to deal with it alone. It’s just them, right?”
A layer of pitiful red slowly appeared around the young man's eyes, and he said hoarsely: "...I'm not."
"You're not?!" He Qin laughed angrily. He placed his hands on both sides of Wen Zheliu, and his tall figure completely shrouded him in a formidable shadow. "I'm really amazed, but I don't want to say anything." "Have you ever cared about my feelings? This is extremely retarded! Repeat it to me, don't you?!"
Wen Zheliu's whole body was trembling and shivering. His eyes were red, like a little beast that was forced into a corner after being injured and had nowhere to go. He shouted uncontrollably at He Qin: "... I'm not! No. ! I just like you, I like you with all my strength!!"
There was silence.
Tears rolled silently down the side of Wen Zheliu's face and into the carpet at his feet. His lips were pale and dry, and he murmured: "...Am I selfish? Maybe, I am just timid and selfish, because I would rather get hurt than I can bear the pain of you leaving me... I am a pauper to begin with. Even if I die here, it doesn't matter. But the feeling of losing after gaining is the most hurtful. I can't bear it at all. ah… "
The expression on He Qin's face seemed to be frozen. He stared into Wen Zheliu's eyes, and their trembling breaths blended together with a sigh-inducing warmth. He Qin's Adam's apple rolled up and down. At that moment, Wen Zheliu almost thought he was going to kiss him.
But no, He Qin's fingers touched his cheek lightly, hesitated for a moment, and then gently covered his eyes, covering those tears as well.
"... I'm sorry," his voice was hoarse. "It's my fault. I shouldn't have been angry with you. I'm sorry."
In the hazy darkness, Wen Zheliu could only see a few rays of golden light that were let in through his fingers. Then, He Qin's body seemed to come closer to do something. Those lights disappeared for an instant, and then reappeared one by one.
Wen Zheliu thought in confusion, what did he mean
It doesn't count as acceptance, nor as rejection... Ah, yes, he said he was a straight man, and it seems to be true. He must be shocked now, and then he is too embarrassed to hurt himself again, so he has to avoid talking...
Not far away, Du Zijun and Xie Yuanyuan, who had basically watched the whole process, stood there, mentally retarded.jpg.
"Sister, what's going on," Xie Yuanyuan said dully, "We... should we avoid it..."
"If you call me sister again, I will twist off your head and use it as a ball to kick." Du Zijun said dullly, "This is obviously a fucking conflict, how can you avoid it?"
"Ah," Xie Yuanyuan continued in a daze, "Didn't you say that the couple quarreled at the end of the bed and at the end of the bed? I think we are still..."
"Are you really mentally retarded?" Du Zijun continued in a daze, "Do you think these two have developed a relationship now?"
Xie Yuanyuan: "Oh, it seems not yet."
Du Zijun: "Retarded, get out of here."
He Qin released his hand covering Wen Zheliu's eyes and turned to look at the two people.
"Xie Yuanyuan," he whispered, "please take him back and tell those people that he is safe, okay?"
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Xie Yuanyuan felt excited and hurriedly agreed: "Oh, okay!"
"Hey." Du Zijun sighed rarely, "Let's go, there is wine in the kitchen, I guess you want to drink some with me?"
Xie Yuanyuan gently grabbed Wen Zheliu's sleeve and led the dull-looking young man downstairs. He Qin turned his body slightly, almost with his back to him. They were like two stars who seemed to be intersecting, but actually were not. The planets that the opponent missed flew in different directions.
Lying on the bed in the room, Wen Zheliu curled up, opened his eyes, and looked silently at the dark sky outside the window.
For countless nights when he was a child, he slept in this position on the bed in the attic, and then stared at the starry sky outside the window in a daze.
It's incredible. For a child like him who has been in a host family since he was a child and endured years of unfair treatment and even violence, he should have developed a violent and rebellious character, or a gloomy and cowardly character, but he miraculously grew up. A person who is as warm and soft-hearted as a little sun. Due to his mentality, he does not expect to have many friends, but there are many people who are willing to get along with him, and his teachers have also given him a lot of help since childhood. He has also thought carefully about this issue, and he always feels that in the final analysis, it is the power of his native family that has always influenced him.
His mother, Liu Huaimeng, was a very gentle person, and his father, Wen Shu, was also personable and an optimist who never had worries or worries.
Wen Zheliu's name was given to him by his father. When introducing himself in front of strangers, Wen Zheliu's first comment would always be, "Your name is so nice. It comes from Wen Zheliu in this Nocturne. Who can't afford the love of hometown?" This sentence, but when he got older, he understood the little secret hidden in it by his father.
"Wen" folds "Liu".
-They love each other and are a pair that everyone admires.
Sometimes, Wen Zheliu would think about what he would be like if his parents were still alive.
Growing up in such a family, he would definitely learn how to love and be loved by others, instead of being like this... like now, like a moth to a flame, pathetically looking forward to feelings that are not his. .
"Be a kind person. No matter what you do, you can't do anything that disappoints your heart." His father smiled and spread the candy in his hand to Wen Zheliu.
"Be content with what you have, be grateful for what you have now, and don't pursue what you have lost." His mother touched his head with a gentle smile, "You will know in the future that loss is the normal state of life."
Many years have passed, and he still draws strength from these two sentences. He allowed himself to continue to warm others. He did not want to see others suffering or the tears that were forced out of him for life and love. He tried his best to help others because he had been thinking, if I face such a predicament - what if I am killed? It would be great if someone could help me like this when my wife and I were snatching property and being mocked by my nominal family members.
The ancient church had something called indulgences. The Pope claimed that people who purchased indulgences could obtain merit from the merit bank and absolve themselves of sins committed in the future. This was originally a ridiculous statement set up to make money. It can be heard that Zheliu felt that he had spent more than ten years Everything Nian did was in exchange for this unwarranted atonement.
What now? He thought, could this atonement in the void redeem him for the love he had always longed for
On the other side, He Qin and Du Zijun were sitting on the terrace of the room.
"Tell me, what would he think if he knew I had lied to him?" He Qin's Adam's apple rolled and he swallowed a mouthful of cheap red wine.
bitter.
The author has something to say: The sentence 66 said "died from digging mushrooms" is the famous empty ear of the Valyrian "valar mhulis" in Game of Thrones, which means that all mortals are mortal. It is often used in TV series and novels. This time, the meaning quoted here is Jaqen's promise to Arya Stark. If Arya takes out the coin and says this to any Braavos man, he will help her leave.
As for the green lantern that shines forever, that is the slogan of Green Lantern!
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Hey, I am really emotional today.