Qiao Ba looked indifferently at Gu Xin, who was standing in front of the desk like a javelin, and a trace of discoloration flashed in his bottomless eyes.

The thumb of his left hand was slightly tilted, as if to pluck a bead - but he gave up.

Raising his left hand, he picked up the scroll again, and said lightly: "He is in the backyard." ”

Hearing this, Gu Xin turned around and left.

"Gu Xin. The second young master of the Gu family. Qiao Ba pursed his lips and muttered to himself. Don't try to be my enemy, I'll pay some price for ruining you, but I can afford it. ”

――――Qiao's compound covers an area that is not too large. It is not luxurious, and the building tends to be quaint. It is very similar to Qiao Ba's style of acting in the past ten years.

It's just that the pastoral scenery exuded in the courtyard is mixed with a gloomy atmosphere, which makes people feel the joy of the countryside at all. It's unsettling.

Gu Xin paced over, and under the guidance of a servant of the Qiao family, stopped in front of a clumsy and locked door.

Chen Shao rested in the house. Don't bother for too long. The servant who opened the door reminded.

Gu Xin didn't speak, and nodded gently.

After opening the lock, Gu Xin hesitated to push open the door.

He couldn't figure it out.

I don't understand it at all.

There is a lock on the door, which means that he is locked up.

Who is Joe Ba his?

Why did Joba lock him up? What mistake did he make to be so troubled by Qiao Ba, the hero on the road?

Pacing into the room, Gu Xin immediately frowned.

As soon as you enter the door, you will be greeted by a sour smell. Then, Gu Xin's gaze stayed on the man sitting by the window with his back to him.

Oddly enough - the man was in a wheelchair. The hair is slightly gray, and the impression of the tall and mighty back Rao is sitting, and it also looks very rickety. Like a frail posture that only a sixty or seventy-year-old man can have.

As soon as Gu Xinfu saw this picture, his heart was agitated. I opened my mouth, but I couldn't spit out a word.

He stared at the back for a long time, but he couldn't help but take out the flask and pour a few sips hard. As if to dredge up the accumulated breath, after drinking half of a pot of strong spirits, Gu Xin adjusted his state and asked in an extremely peaceful tone: "Chen Yiliang - is it you?" ”

"Teacher Gu, do you have something to do with me?"

Gu Xin waited for three minutes before he could get such a response.

The voice was old and desolate, like that of an old man who was about to die, and the oil was exhausted. Where is it like a handsome eighteen-year-old teenager?

Gu Xin was moved.

He suppressed his agitated emotions and opened his mouth to ask, "You, why don't you come to class?" ”

"I don't want to go up." The muddy, hoarse voice sounded.

"What happened to you?" Gu Xin said.

"Nothing."

"You—" Gu Xin said hesitantly. "Can you turn around?"

It was another long wait, and after a long time, Chen Yiliang moved.

It's not the body that moves, it's the wheelchair that moves—he turns the wheelchair slowly, and then faces Gu Xin straight.

Gu Xin only glanced at it, and was completely stunned.

His originally supple black hair was black and white, like a middle-aged and elderly man in his forties and fifties. His waist was not as straight as it was when they first met, but it was deeply slumped. His hands, shaped like withered trees, resembled the slender fingers of a pianist before. His leg - "What's the matter with your leg?" Gu Xin's eyes flashed with a bright light.

His legs were nailed, and there were more than just nails. Judging by the shape of the legs and movements, there is even an iron frame filled inside!

"It's broken." Chen Yiliang's chapped lips opened slightly. He said hoarsely and oldly.

"Broken? How can it be broken? Gu Xin's volume expanded, puzzled and angrily asked.

Chen Yiliang is a master!

In Gu Xin's opinion, he is almost a first-class master who can catch up with Lin Ze!

But now?

His leg is broken!

A person with a broken leg, especially to a martial arts master, is almost equivalent to waste!

How did he end up like this? Who broke his leg? Who can break his legs?

Gu Xin's eyes were red!

Chen Yiliang is not only his student, but also an opponent worthy of his respect! But now he's like this. Gu Xin was very heartbroken and embarrassed.

"It's broken, it's broken. Anything else, is it still meaningful? ”

Gu Xin was speechless.

He suddenly found that Chen Yiliang, who was originally cynical and lively, had changed.

Silence, depression, or even a different person!

He has not been in contact with Chen Yiliang for a long time, but he is infected by his uninhibited and free temperament, he is handsome, handsome, domineering, and very cynical. He is simply a model of a playboy.

But now?

What has become of him?

He became Gu Xin, who was almost unsure that the man in the wheelchair in front of him was his student Chen Yiliang!

It's just two people, and people can't believe their eyes!

"What are you going to do in the future?" Gu Xin smoothed his breath and asked solemnly.

"Later?" Chen Yiliang's pale face, which was as pale as a corpse, showed a strange color, and he said hoarsely. "Be a lame dog."

"No more school?" Gu Xin asked.

"No."

"Locked in your room forever?" Gu Xin asked.

"Dogs can watch the door, can't they?"

“――”

Gu Xin snorted the corners of his mouth and opened his mouth, but it was difficult to spit out even a syllable.

He was lame.

He became a dog. A lame dog.

Somehow, looking at Chen Yiliang who was sitting in a wheelchair, Gu Xin felt that the corners of his eyes were a little dry.

He grabbed the flask roughly, twisted the lid and was about to drink, when his arm lifted and slowly fell again. Then--he slowly walked to Chen Yiliang's side, squatted down, and said calmly: "I like to drink, I like to drink when I'm unhappy, and I also like to drink when I'm alone-" Gu Xin put the wine jug on Chen Yiliang's lap and said. "For you."

Chen Yiliang was silent, and there was no expression on the old man's face, which was extremely inconsistent with his age.

"You're not a good student, you're not an obedient student." Gu Xin said. "But you're a good opponent, an opponent who deserves respect."

Chen Yiliang still didn't make a sound.

Gu Xin got up slowly, stared at Chen Yiliang deeply, and sighed: "I'm leaving, cherish." ”

Gu Xin left blankly, until the door was closed again, Chen Yiliang stretched out his wrinkled palm, touched the wine jug that was still warm by Gu Xin, picked it up, closed his eyes and sniffed the aroma of wine, and said hoarsely: "Good wine." ”

――――The music in the coffee house was melodious and soothing, and Lin Ze also had a faint smile on his face, stirring the coffee in front of him, like a petty bourgeoisie with a lot of feelings.

Xia Shuzhu, who was sitting opposite him, took a sip of fragrant coffee, his bright eyes that seemed to be able to speak stared at Lin Ze for a moment, and opened his lips several times, but he didn't say a word.

Time passed minute by minute, and when Lin Ze pulled out the fourth cigarette to renew the fire, Xia Shuzhu's warm soft sword held his wrist, shook his head lightly, and said, "Don't smoke." ”

Lin Ze frowned slightly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, put the cigarette back into the cigarette case, and drank coffee slowly.

He was laughing. But Xia Shuzhu could see that he was smiling very fakely and hypocritically. He's not really laughing, he just doesn't want to find out he's not in a good mood.

"I'm a woman—" Xia Shuzhu bit his soft lips and looked at this hypocritical man. "Your woman. Do you refuse to tell me anything on your mind? ”

Lin Ze, who was holding the coffee, stopped his movements slightly, raised his eyes to look at this bright and moving woman, and chuckled: "What did you say?" ”

"Gu Xin's student, the man named Chen Yiliang." Xia Shuzhu said.

"From the standpoint, he should be considered my enemy." Lin Ze explained.

"But you're not really enemies, are you?" Xia Shuzhu asked.

"Yes." Lin Ze nodded.

"I can tell you're worried about him." Xia Shuzhu held Lin Ze's palm on the coffee table and rubbed his rough palm. "If you're worried, why not do something about it? I know you have the power. ”

"Do what?" Lin Ze smiled bitterly. "Once some people make a choice, no one can change it, and they don't have the ability to change it."

"So why worry? If he knows that you, as an enemy, have this heart, he should be satisfied. Xia Shuzhu comforted the man she loved deeply.

"You're right, I don't need to be upset about this, I'm not a saint, I'm not a superman. I can't help everyone, it is necessary to help. Lin Ze took a sip of coffee and said. It's like if one day a man loves you so much that he asks me to let you go, I definitely won't agree. ”

Xia Shuzhu Yurong blushed slightly, and said, "You dare to promise me to kill you." ”

"Comrade Xiao Xia, do you have time tonight? If so, let's talk about it. Lin Ze diverted the topic and tried to make himself a happy person.

"Nope." Xia Shuzhu said slyly. "My parents will come to Huaxin City in the evening."

"Alas, I didn't expect my first date to end in failure, life is too bleak." Lin Ze said sadly.

"Bastard, what are you doing with me?" Xia Shuzhu pinched his arm.

"Angel appearance, devil figure, jerky technique, and a beautiful teacher with a restrained attitude in bed." Lin Ze answered Comrade Xiao Xia's question very comprehensively.

"Hooligans!" Xia Shuzhu said angrily.

"Then you are the little sister, otherwise how can you be interesting to me, a hooligan ruffian?" Lin Ze said cheaply.

"Too lazy to scold you." Xia Shuzhu glanced at him in a variety of ways.

"Well, let's get back to business." Lin Ze lit a cigarette.

"What's the point?" Xia Shuzhu said curiously.

"You don't have time tonight, what about tomorrow night?"

"My parents' plane the day after tomorrow."

"So you have time the night after tomorrow?" Lin Ze was relieved.

"Nope." Xia Shuzhu shook his head resolutely.

"Why?" Lin Ze said excitedly.

"Because—" Xia Shuzhu blinked narrowly, his bright eyes that seemed to be able to speak. "My relatives are coming to see me."

"Didn't your parents come to see you? Why is your relative too-" Lin Ze was halfway through his words, realizing that he had purified this relative as his relative, and he couldn't help but be annoyed and angry. "Damn, sooner or later, Lao Tzu will let your relatives go and never return!"

~~PS: Two days ago, I learned from a friend that 17K originally had a mobile phone site, and Fei Fei looked at it on his mobile phone and found that there were also many enthusiastic friends who were supporting Fei Fei. Thank you very much for your support~ Also, I'm a little busy today, and the second chapter will be updated around 10 pm. In addition, this Saturday, Sunday, and next Monday will be added for three days. Above~