With the warm fragrance of nephrite in her arms, this woman who has begun to have the style of a young woman is nestled in the crook of her arm, indescribably charming and charming. Under the warm light in the bedroom, the jade face is like a layer of mysterious and seductive pink rouge, which is seductive.

The man and woman snuggled together naked, listening carefully to each other's heartbeats, feeling each other's breathing, and their bodies were blended, as if they were in a soul union at this moment.

Lin Ze, who was quite a bit of a marrow eater, tilted his head, kissed the woman on the cheek, and said, "Comrade Xiao Xia, if I propose to do it again-"

"No." Xia Shuzhu shook his head weakly, and the delicate body covered by the tulle futon curled up like a spiritual snake, and said in fear. "It hurts."

"Okay—" Lin Ze nodded regretfully. But his gaze moved from her cheeks to the towering fullness that squeezed herself, and then down to my Buddha's mercy. Can't go down any further.

Smack.

Light a cigarette and take two deep breaths to expel the unhealthy thoughts in your head, and puff out two thick puffs of smoke from your nose.

I don't know if he handed over his body to Lin Ze or what, Xia Shuzhu looked at Lin Ze's slightly vicissitudes of maturity again, his heart suddenly tightened, and his arms wrapped around his neck. His cheek pressed against his scarred chest, rubbing slightly, unwilling to let go.

Lin Ze was disturbed by her slightly fierce movements, and gradually came back to his senses. Gently put his fingers into her black and silky hair, brushed them one by one, and said softly: "Comrade Xiao Xia, are you not afraid of suffocation if you hug it so tightly?" ”

"Don't be afraid." Xia Shuzhu, who was lying in his arms, did not raise his head, and said softly. "I'm afraid you'll run away."

"Nonsense." Lin Zeyi said rhetorically. "Am I the kind of person who wipes my mouth and leaves?"

"Who knows?" Xia Shuzhu said stubbornly.

Lin Ze smiled dumbly, and had a little epiphany in his heart. Perhaps because of the loss of the most precious thing, Xia Shuzhu seemed a little insecure.

But it doesn't matter - Brother Xiaolin, I'll give it to you.

The strength of the arm increased, and the woman in his arms was hugged tighter. It's like fusing two bodies together.

Xia Shuzhu felt the strong love transmitted by Lin Ze, his heart fluttered, and he raised his eyebrows and stared at the man who was the first to break into his heart and occupy his soul and body. His soft lips opened slightly, and he said in a soft voice that seemed to be able to melt any man in the world: "Lin Ze-"

"Huh?" Lin Ze took a cigarette in his mouth and responded softly.

"Love me for the rest of your life." Xia Shuzhu pursed his soft lips and said stubbornly. "Not a minute or a second less."

"In two lifetimes?" Lin Ze rubbed the woman's smooth egg-white cheeks with tenderness, and chuckled.

"Medium."

"Here, take a cigarette." Lin Ze put the cigarette butt to the woman's lips in a bad way.

"No." Xia Shuzhu turned his head away, and his hand wanted to pick up the small radio next to the bed. As soon as the clinker's body moved, it led to the shy pull, and his eyebrows were frowning, and his face turned pale in pain.

"Fool, isn't there me?" Lin Ze hurriedly pressed down her white and tender soft shoulders, and reached out to touch the old friend who accompanied Xia Shuzhu every night.

"What show to listen to?" Lin Ze took a cigarette in his mouth and turned on the radio.

"The more beautiful the night." Xia Shuzhu lay happily in his arms.

"It's unbearable." Lin Ze pouted. "Listen to the name, you know that I came to deceive you young women of literature and art."

"Hmph."

"Welcome everyone to listen to the more beautiful the night, I'm your old friend Dean. Today, I received a letter from a loyal listener who said that the gentleman's girlfriend was separated from each other because of her study abroad, and she was not allowed to see each other. In the dead of night, this gentleman hopes to give his girlfriend "Distant Her" to his girlfriend in a foreign country through this program. At the same time, it is also sent to all lovers in the world, and I hope you will eventually become married. ”

The sad and poignant song sounded, and the graceful voice of the god of song came from the radio.

"Let the evening breeze gently blow the sunset. I'm used to thinking about her every evening. From afar, she knows at this moment that this love will always be remembered in my heart. On the day of this half-mountain day, I knew that I was about to part, but I didn't speak. In the night rain, I seem to hear her say don't make an appointment, even if you are separated and love, don't be afraid. Thousands of miles away, whether there is a deviation in the heart. It is to let this love try to be true and false. Far away, she can know what is in my heart. If her enthusiasm does not change, she will not care about the vicissitudes of life..."

Xia Shuzhu silently listened to this slightly sad song, and his eyes were red.

Seeing this, Lin Ze wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a wry smile, and said curiously: "What are you crying for?" ”

"I'm so impressed." Xia Shuzhu's performance at the moment is a gentle little woman, where is there still a little bit of teacher majesty.

"Hmm-" Lin Ze responded pretending to be very moved. In fact, he didn't understand what it was singing.

"If I go abroad, will you wait for me like that man?" Xia Shuzhu raised his head and asked.

"Are you sick?" Lin Ze asked inexplicably. "What are you doing abroad?"

"Just an analogy." Xia Shuzhu airway.

"What do you do with this analogy?" Lin Ze asked strangely.

"Hmph, it's not a bit of a mood. What a vulgar man! Xia Shuzhu complained.

"Thank you." Lin Ze grinned.

"Sleep." Xia Shuzhu closed his beautiful eyes.

Lin Ze extinguished the cigarette, pulled the futon for her, and said with a smile: "Sleep." ”

"Hold me." Xia Shuzhu tugged at his arm.

"I'm hugging."

"Hold on tight."

“――”

-- It's late at night.

The cold wind outside the window was terrible, like thousands of evil ghosts howling, which made people uneasy.

A room in an old-fashioned building.

The dim chandelier illuminates the already dappled and dilapidated living room. The cold wind that poured in through the window blew the hanging chandelier from side to side, making it look very strange and desolate.

Living room.

On the dining table by the window, there was a bottle of red star two-pot head, a plate of peanuts, and the newspaper on the table was also worn and yellowed, and when I glanced at the date in the corner, it was actually a news newspaper ten years ago.

At the table sat a young man with slightly long hair and a stunningly handsome face. He was tall and tall, in a suit and leather shoes, and was sitting at the dining table. Sipping white wine and sandwiching peanuts. It looks very peaceful and serene.

It's just that his dress and demeanor really don't match this old-fashioned suite. It's like a costumed Snow White sitting in a dilapidated log cabin doing needlework. Extremely weird.

But the young man sat motionless at the table, eating a peanut and taking a sip of the spicy wine. It looks very laid-back.

Suddenly.

A dark shadow flashed in from outside the door and quietly fell behind the young man. Slightly bowed his head, showing great respect for the man.

"What's wrong?" Chen Yiliang lowered his wine glass and casually lit a cigarette.

"Your father doesn't trust you." The black shadow said in an awkward Chinese language.

"What's the problem?" Chen Yiliang turned his head and said indifferently.

"I don't think it's worth it to work for someone who doesn't trust you—smack!"

Before the black shadow's words fell, Chen Yiliang made a lightning shot and slapped the black shadow viciously. Under the heavy blow, a mouthful of blood sprayed on the mottled yellowed walls.

"It's the first time." Chen Yiliang lowered his arms, and his bright eyes glanced at the black shadow. "I hope it will be the last time."

"Yes." The shadow lowered his head slowly. Don't dare to complain a word.

"Get out." Chen Yiliang spit out the word coldly, then turned around and sat down, slowly pouring a glass of wine. Drink it all.

The dark shadow came without warning, and it walked quietly. Leave Chen Yiliang in this room with a gloomy atmosphere.

Chen Yiliang poured himself a drink, and only after the end of a bottle of two pots did he put down his wine glass and silently lit a cigarette to swallow the clouds and spit out the fog.

"Distrusted?" Chen Yiliang's handsome face flashed with a hint of mockery, and he muttered to himself. "When did a stepfather ever believe in someone?"

"It doesn't matter. The important thing is that he gives me life, and I will give it back. Take one and return it. Chen Yiliang muttered.

Chen Yiliang has no surname, no name, and he doesn't know who his parents are, since he was sensible, he only knew that Qiao Ba was the man who raised him, and everything about him was given by this cold-blooded and ruthless man. So whatever he says, he does.

From the time he was able to walk upright, he was horrific in the training that Qiao Ba had assigned. When he was ten years old, Qiao Ba handed him a knife and asked coldly, "My father-in-law wants you to kill someone, what should you do?" ”

"Kill." Chen Yiliang said calmly.

And then. Qiao Ba moved away. The strong man behind him rushed towards Chen Yiliang, who was only ten years old.

Chen Yiliang understands that this man does not die, and it is himself who dies. And the stepfather wants to kill himself. So he stabbed the man in the heart. Killed the first person in his life.

He didn't remember how many people he had killed for Qiao Ba over the years, he only remembered that when he was sixteen years old, he killed a dragon head who was said to be the only one in Huaxin City who could compete with Qiao Ba. After he unknowingly cut the neck of the dragon's head, he was arranged to go abroad, away from Huaxin City.

Before going abroad, Qiao Ba patted him on the shoulder and told him very bluntly: "I need money now." I didn't make enough money. ”

"How much." Chen Yiliang asked.

"There is a gap of 50 million a year." Qiao Ba said.

"I'll earn it." Chen Yiliang, who was about to run away, gave Qiao Ba this promise before leaving.

went to Europe, Chen Yiliang entered the employment world and began to make money for Qiao Ba. Fill the gap of 50 million for Qiao Ba every year. Until a month ago, he received a call from Qiao Ba personally.

"Come back." That's what Qiao Ba said.

"Okay." Chen Yiliang replied simply, let go of everything in Europe and everything he had in the employment world, and immediately rushed back to Huaxin City. and took over the tasks assigned by Qiao Ba.

Chen Yiliang has lived until now, and he doesn't seem to have left too many memories. Lying on the bed and thinking about it occasionally, he found that his mind was actually blank.

But it doesn't matter, he's still alive because Qiao Ba still needs him. He doesn't need recollection, and he doesn't need ego.

Unless Qiao Ba decides to use him one last time. Only then will there be liberation.

~~ There is an update in the early morning!