If time goes back three days ago, someone predicted to Mo Xi, hey hey, Xi He-jun, I will tell you quietly, after three days you will go to prostitute someone else, then Xi He-jun will definitely be able to slap that person's mouth full of teeth The face is broken.
But now that he has no choice but to ride a tiger.
In the end, he buckled his knuckles on the word "chat". When he chose, his whole face was blue, and his eyes were full of repressed darkness.
Mo Xi finished his selection.
Gu Mang stretched out his hand towards him.
"What?"
"Give money."
"...You!" Mo Xi was so angry that his eyes were red, but he couldn't utter a complete sentence, "I!"
Gu Mang didn't say a word, he just silently spread his hands and waited for the money. He didn't say much now, so he didn't say anything if he could.
And Gu Shuai in Xihejun's memory has a lot of words. When he was standing under the scorching sun, facing the private soldiers on the school ground, he was always kicking and kicking, walking back and forth proud and majestic, rushing down his head and shouting words, his skin was glistening with sweat, like Crystal beads fell from the cheetah's fur. Always grinning brightly, with moist and shiny black eyes, and a small tiger tooth.
Mo Xi gave him the most expensive golden shell coin in Chong China.
Gu Mang didn't thank him, stood up and walked to the edge of the shelf, took down a small jar, put the shellfish in carefully, and then placed the jar on a high place.
Mo Xi stared at it so coldly, with mixed feelings in his heart, anger and resentment, everything, he looked at Gu Mang's back, and suddenly asked coldly, "How much money do you have in that jar? "
How many people have you abused, bullied, trampled on
… you…
How many people have you slept with
Gu Mang remained silent. He put the jar away and sat back in front of Mo Xi again. Under the dim light, Gu Mang's face was not so clear.
Mo Xi wondered if there were subtle emotions on his face that he had not captured.
Gu Mang was too quiet, even a little abnormal.
Two years of humiliation, has his last pride been worn away
But Mo Xi hasn't collected his debts from him, and he hasn't heard him admit his fault... How could he just get rid of his flesh and blood and leave Mo Xi with an empty body.
"You gave me gold shells. Too much."
"...you don't have to look for it."
Gu Mang said honestly, "I can't find it."
He said, opened the bamboo slip again, and handed it to Mo Xi again: "So you can choose some more. You can choose any of the above."
Mo Xi: "..."
He stared at Gu Mang's face, there was no humiliation and pain on that face, it was just quiet, peaceful, and logical, asking Mo Xi to choose something else.
Mo Xi turned his head, his silver teeth were about to shatter, it was really strange, shouldn't he have expected it earlier? He used to go to prostitutes, then betrayed the country, and trampled on his bottom line again and again. The words "don't be too serious in bed" have long been said from Gu Mang's mouth. It's just being slept, what's the surprise
"I don't want to choose." Mo Xi became more and more irritable, and the tone in his heart seemed to be almost overwhelmed.
He couldn't bear it any longer, and stood up suddenly, his face frosty.
"Forget it, I'm leaving."
Gu Mang seemed to have never encountered such a situation before. There was a hint of confusion in his eyes. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.
Mo Xi had already turned around, and Gu Mang grabbed his sleeve.
Mo Xi is really close to the critical point, and the anger is splashing with dangerous sparks, and it will burst out at any time: "What on earth do you want?"
Gu Mang did not answer again. He went back to the shelf, took off the small clay pot that kept the money, took out the golden shell coin, and silently handed it back to Mo Xi's hand.
"Then return this to you."
"… "
"goodbye."
"..."
Almost dead.
Suddenly, with a loud bang, Mo Xi gritted his teeth and pulled the bamboo slips over, and placed the pestle in front of Gu Mang's eyelids: "You have been here for the past two years doing these shameful and despicable deeds, what do you think? Have you ever felt happy? Someone slapped you and gave you a little money, can you make do with such a day?!!”
The molten flow finally broke through the confinement, and the suppressed rage spewed out.
Mo Xi gasped, his eyes flashing scarlet, but his eyes were wet: "You are with that kind of man, are you still the same Gu Mang? Look at the way you are now, I actually used to be with someone like you. My friend, I once quarreled with others for you, but I used to treat you as my... my... "
"mine… "
He couldn't go on, his face was poisonous, his lips were trembling with anger. Affected by his intense emotions, the lamps and candles lit with spiritual power in the room trembled, and the light became bright and dim, projecting the silhouettes of the two of them facing each other.
Mo Xi grabbed Gu Mang's collar, Gu Mang avoided the door, but scattered the front of his clothes. The two of them were almost touching their noses to their noses, and their eyes were stuck with each other.
Mo Xi's chest heaved violently, and he stared at Gu Mang for a while, then his eyes suddenly fell and swept across Gu Mang's bare shoulders.
The blue and purple on it are all the marks of the whip...
Mo Xi only felt a "hum" in his head, as if something had melted. In addition to the more and more fiery anger in the scarlet eyes in his eyes, there were suddenly more emotions that he couldn't even describe himself. That emotion drove him to raise his hand abruptly, grab Gu Mang's cheek fiercely, and slammed him against the cabinet, his hand slammed against Gu Mang's face, pressing down on his tall figure.
The candle flame struggled to the death, but in the end, it was defeated by the ruthless spiritual current that erupted from Mo Xi's body, and it was extinguished abruptly.
In the darkness, Mo Xi stared at Gu Mang's face close at hand. Those rough, calloused fingers ruthlessly ran over Gu Mang's cheeks, lips, and his voice was both angry and hoarse.
He was so resentful that he didn't even notice the strange look in Gu Mang's eyes or the surprise that flashed across Gu Mang.
"For life, for a little money, you can do whatever you want, right?"
Gu Mang seemed to be too uncomfortable to be pinched by him, his cheeks gradually flushed, and finally he was no longer so silent, but struggled under Mo Xi's hands.
But Mo Xi's rationality was exhausted. He couldn't see Gu Mang's pain at all. The surroundings were so dark, deadly darkness. The rooms next to each other were filled with men's gasps and women's groans, reminding Mo Xi pervasively. What is this place, what does Gu Mang do here, and what can they do here.
Mo Xi was slightly startled as such an exciting thought flashed through his mind, and his scalp became numb.
The woman in the next room seemed to be taken to the extreme, her screams became more and more high-pitched and turbulent, and the sound of the body colliding in the dark night was so clear that it seemed to stick to her ears. And Gu Mang struggled under him because of the lack of breathing, and he was seduced by him as a shameless dawdling.
Mo Xi's eyes slowly darkened, and there was boiling molten iron inside, which was shockingly hot, either because of anger, or because of other reasons.
"Let... let go..."
Mo Xi didn't let go, but sneered. There was no consolation in that laughter, it was full of extreme disappointment and jealousy.
He was wrapped in hatred, or something else, and his voice was full of sparks, so hoarse that he felt incredible. He leaned over and pressed against Gu Mang's ear: "Okay. You won't let me go, right? What do you want me to choose? You want me to sleep with you and let me fuck you?"
"… "
Suddenly, he gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Have you not been fucked enough by me?!"
Too impulsive.
This statement rushed out, and I felt shocked.
Mo Xi almost never said such words, he was a person who would frown when he heard Yue Chenqing say a dirty joke. But at this moment he was forced to be so stunned, a few words rushed out without thinking... Fierce, threatening, cruel.
Animal dormant.
desperate.
Mo Xi cursed inwardly, and suddenly slammed heavily on the shelf. Gu Mang's small earthen jar shook a few times, slammed on the ground and shattered.
He turned his head subconsciously and glanced over, not paying much attention. It was only after a while that he suddenly realized something, he released the hand that was holding Gu Mang, straightened up, and turned his head to look at the ground.
A little moonlight shone through the window.
There was nothing in that little piggy bank...
Gu Mang didn't even get the smallest white shell coin.
That jar is empty.
The author has something to say:
Gu Mang (Fried Hair Tiger): If you don't choose, you won't choose! What are you choking me for!
Mo Xi (glances at the tiger's butt): Then where do you want me to pinch you
Gu Mang: … Take your dangerous gaze away.