The temperature difference between morning, noon and evening in late spring is relatively large, and it is especially cold at night, especially at the top of Leshan Mountain.

In front of the tombstones of Old Man Han and the old lady, stood two tall and straight men, one was clear and indifferent, and the other was handsome and cold.

Six years ago, the old lady died and was buried, Han Yu never showed up, and now he came to the top of the mountain late at night and witnessed the cold tombstone, and there was always no wave on his face, but he was such a waveless person, while kneeling, he quietly kowtowed three times.

Lu Zichu stood aside, pulled his collar calmly, then unbuttoned the cufflinks, rolled up his sleeves, and when Han Yu finished kowtowing, he asked softly, "Is the place I chose good?" ”

"Very good. He"

Han Yu stood up, as soon as his voice fell, accompanied by a muffled snort, his body shook, his pace was unsteady and he retreated several steps, and when he stood firm, he raised his hand and wiped the corners of his lips without care, and the inside of his palm was stained with blood.

This punch shows how heavy Lu Zichu is fighting.

The wind confused the eyes of the two, Lu Zichu looked down at the back of his hand, which was also stained with Han Yu's blood, and smiled: "This punch is not without gain, at least let me know that the blood that flows out of your body is red." ”

"It can't be black, can it?" Han Yu didn't bother to pay attention to the blood stains on the corners of his lips, stared at Lu Zichu, and also smiled: "This punch is only regarded as paying off the debt, who let me and Ah Sheng and his wife share the bed for many years, and you hate me ......."

In the next moment, Han Yu's collar was grabbed by Lu Zichu. For Han Yu, he had never seen Lu Zichu like that, angry, hateful, and devastated ...... All of them rushed into the shallowest part of his eyes, and almost violently punched him.

Han Yu punched back, everyone's heart has a big hole with blurred flesh and blood, occasionally the wind blows, and you will hear the echo of the bang, it is very hollow, if you don't scrape it once, it will bring hot pain.

Like a tear brought by a fist, the pain will be paralyzed in the cold wind inch by inch as it is vented. The wind blowing his face, accompanied by mutual beating and wheezing, sent Han Yu's voice: "Do you know how obedient she is?" Day and night, her name was Lu Zichu, but she didn't know that the person who went to bed with her~ was me......"

Lu Zichu seemed to be poured down by three feet of ice water along his head, his body and mind were numb, as if his heart, liver, spleen and lungs instantly lost their original functions, and there was a fatal strike.

The dark night covered up the jealousy in Han Yu's eyes, but it highlighted Lu Zichu's ferocity.

"Han Yu, you bastard."

The person who has always been calm and calm, at this moment, the voice is extremely ferocious, revealing thick blood, and all the disguises are peeled off with the sound of "bastard".

If there is a lamp on Lu Zichu's face at this time, you will find that the handsome face has a heavy yin qi, extremely yin and extremely cold, and it jumps in front of you.

Han Yu felt a sharp pain in his jaw, and under Lu Zichu's strength, he fell in front of the tombstone in embarrassment, the air began to become thinner, and there was a hot pain on his body.

The rough gravel also cut through Lu Zichu's hand, and the two of them shot mixed with the resentment and hatred accumulated over the past six years, eager to beat each other to death.

Han Yu lay on the ground, letting him swing his fists, and his smile was obviously very comfortable, but there were too many indescribable obscurities and gloom hidden in the laughter.

"Proud as you, can you endure Gu Sheng and me getting along day and night for so many years? You can't even accept a little flaw, are you willing to humble yourself to the dust for Gu Sheng? When Han Yu spoke, his smile was gloomy, like the sharpest blade, white and dazzling.

"Are you happy to have forced me and Ah Sheng to this point? Han yu. You think you got Ah Sheng, what did you get? The person who gets along with her day and night is you, but the person who lives in her body is me, it is my Lu Zichu ......" When Lu Zichu stood up, his face was white and almost transparent, and he looked down at Han Yu condescendingly, rushed into his eyes fiercely, knelt on one knee, and swung his fist again: "What are you?" ”

Han Yu is only barely supporting, traveling a long distance, and has never rested well, the confrontation was originally at a disadvantage, and his words angered Lu Zichu, originally to stimulate the deepest obscurity in his heart, and the estrangement between Ah Sheng gradually emerged, but in this way, the person who suffered was him, and he held up his body only to find that his body had already been paralyzed by pain, but the unwillingness and resentment in his bones fled because of Lu Zichu's words, and when he ran through his heart, it was like a knife cutting through.

"I'm her husband, are you? I can be with her openly, can you? If I'm going to take Ah Sheng away, do you think you can stop it? Han Yu got up and stood awe-inspiringly, I don't know how much effort it took, only then did he pull out a weak smile and look at Lu Zichu coldly: "Do you know what reality is?" The reality is that now, six years later, you are no longer qualified to be with her. ”

Lu Zichu was ruthless in his heart, accumulating years of hatred, venting for a long time, but he was also extremely weak, blown by the wind, his mind was in a trance, but the corners of his mouth raised a smile. It can't be a happy laugh, still dead in the cemetery.

Standing there face to face, a few meters away from them, is the tombstone of the elders, who used to surround their knees, and have a good relationship, although they have not verbally said that they will be good brothers for life, but there is common blood flowing in their bodies, thinking that they are ...... It turns out that everything is just thought.

The two of them seemed to have just been fished out of the water, covered in sweat, and even their eyelashes were hung with fine sparkles.

Han Yu's injuries were worse than Lu Zichu's, even so, Lu Zichu was no better, the corners of his mouth were wet and red, and the corners of his eyebrows were also bruised, when he looked at Han Yu, there was no emotion on his face, only those eyes, which were deep.

The wind is whining, the former brothers, now the water is in dire straits, and goodbye seems to be the only thing left