In the noisy crowd, faces are revealed, either happy, lonely, sad, or incomprehensible. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe happy ones are naturally those who bet on the right bet and win the money, the lonely ones are naturally those who want to win big money but lose all the money, the sad ones are sighing for Gordon's still tender face, and the puzzled are still chasing the actual content of this competition.

When Gordon's slightly thin body appeared in the plaza outside the arena, he noticed that a light rain had begun to fall outside. Those thin threads as white as needles fall from the sky, and they are gentle and gentle when they hit people's faces. The vendors began to clean up their stalls, the girls in their long skirts looked for shelter from the rain, and only the children clapped their hands and cheered in the drizzle.

The wind in the rain was cold, and it blew Gordon with a verbose run. Feeling the heat wave in the arena, his previous blood was just a dream, he turned around and looked back, the arena behind him seemed to have turned into a devouring giant beast, the slender pillars inlaid with magic crystals at the entrance had become the sharp fangs in the mouth of the giant beast, and the hollow reliefs carefully painted by the carvers had also become the mutilated corpses of the giant beasts.

The cold wind, the cold rain, and the cold world are like an ant shivering in the wind and rain.

Gordon crouched down with a pale face, his own shadow reflected in the wet ground, curled up in a ball, much like a dog. Staring blankly at the ground, until a footboard appeared in front of him. Gordon looked up, and a familiar figure appeared in his field of vision, holding an oil-paper umbrella and silently looking at himself.

Gordon moved his lips and asked softly, "Are you here to mock me too?" ”

The visitor shook his head slowly, and he said to Gordon with a complicated gaze, "Do you think I really like that Lux?" ”

"Or else?" Gordon's face was disheartened, and he couldn't help but ask.

"I fight with you and against you, but I can follow you more. You like Lux, and I like you! ”

The man in the rain had a deep look on his face, and the oil-paper umbrella fell to the ground, splashing countless droplets. The icy wind and rain hit the man's face, making him feel like a prick, a kiss, and the crystal raindrops fell down his curls to his pale face, staining his pursed lips. Gordon raised his head with a shocked expression: "Teuton! You're ......!"

There were countless people in the rain, but in Teuton's eyes, they all disappeared. The whole world is only left with himself and him, it is the rain that makes them into paintings, the world in the painting has you and him, all the chaos in the world has become useless ink, they are thrown by themselves at will, and they don't know where they have been thrown.

"I'm ......!" Gordon was confused for a moment, and he felt that he was not a dog, but a cat. A stray cat who is outside and is at a loss, the cat has lost its owner and received food from strangers, it is very hungry and scared, wants to eat but does not dare. It could only stretch out its claws and get closer and closer, and finally, it touched the object.

It was Teuton's outstretched hand, and the two hands were clenched tightly in the rain, and in Gordon's shocked gaze, Teutonic pulled hard.

The rain seemed to be falling heavier, and the sound of rolling thunder could be faintly heard. Teuton's voice drifted in the rain and wind, and it turned into wisps of light filaments that burrowed into Gordon's ears: "Your choice, my choice." ”

Gordon was shocked, he stared at the man in front of him, and he was speechless for a while. Teuton stood in the wind and rain and spoke slowly: "If you feel embarrassed or insulted, I can die in front of you immediately." ”

When Teuton finished speaking, Gordon found that he had an extra dagger in his hand, which he had tricked from himself by despicable means. The dagger was held tightly in Teuton's hand, and little by little it was plunged into his heart.

In the wind, in the rain, Gordon saw that the dagger was going deeper and deeper, and the red blood dripped down the blade, red as hot as fire, extremely dazzling.

"Don't!" Gordon let out a loud roar in the storm, he couldn't hear his own voice, and he didn't know what he was saying, but there was an inexplicable urge in his body that made him reach out and stop Teuton's movements. A bolt of lightning lit up the entire sky, and two men who had abandoned their worldly vision hugged each other fiercely.

Stout arms, boiling hormones, drunken eyes. The love and desire that had been brewed in the past years for an unknown number of years broke out at this moment, and it was like an earth-shattering wave, slapping on the lonely reef! It is like a sudden wind, sweeping up the dust and sand in the desert that has been waiting for thousands of years.

The wild hand caressed hard, the blazing lips bit fiercely, and the warm chest squeezed wildly.

Sky...... It's dark.

When Hua Li Lang held his booty and dragged his tired body out of the gate of the arena, he saw two people entangled in the wind and rain. He was stunned and grew his mouth.

The lightning was shining again, and it shone brightly on everything in the world.

The statues of Mutu stand silently on a bronze pedestal in the middle of the circular pool, holding a short sword as a symbol of judgment in one hand and a scale of justice in the other hand hanging from its chest. The water column soared into the sky and fell with the drizzle falling from the sky. The waves rolled and splashed in the pool. They all became the background of the lovers in the square.

Hua Li Lang is also, in this scorching ****, under the true feelings revealed, he has become an inconspicuous scenery in the painting.

Returning to the mansion in a daze, he saw Lux greeting him, and Hua Li Lang walked past her like a fool with the equipment he had won. The eyes are blank, the face is dull, and the shape is like a zombie, which describes Hua Li Lang at this time. There was not a trace of triumphant joy in his heart, and his mind went blank.

Go back to the house, close the door, and lie in bed.

By the time I woke up, it was already dawn. Someone knocked lightly on the door and invited Hua Li Lang out for breakfast. Hua Li Lang had two pieces of eye feces hanging from the corners of his eyes, and a messy hair appeared on the top of his head in front of Alexander who knocked on the door, Alexander was startled, and stammered: "Won't you wash up first?" ”

Hua Li Lang nodded listlessly, pressed Alexander's shoulder and said, "Have you always felt that you are under a lot of pressure?" ”

Alexander didn't understand what Hua Li Lang wanted to say, but he still answered honestly: "Yes! ”

Hua Li Lang yawned and said to Alexander, "Then you go and burn all those challenge books!" ”

"Huh?" Looking at the back of Hua Li Lang leaving, Alexander grew his mouth.

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PS: N years ago, one morning when I don't remember the date, I was hanging two pieces of, and I just came back from an Internet café. Picked up two fritters and a glass of soy milk at the place where I bought breakfast on the side of the road. As I walked, I nibbled on something, ready to go back to my neighborhood to catch up on what I lacked sleep last night.

On that foggy morning, I accidentally saw two people standing in the green belt hugging and nibbling each other. At that time, I was still very pure, and I thought it was a couple of men and women fighting in the field on the side of the road, so I glanced at it curiously.

It was that glance that added an indispensable scene to my memory: it was two men who were obsessed, they were kissing each other while touching each other's buttocks, and they didn't care at all when they saw it. After touching enough to gnaw cool, they walked happily to the community hand in hand.

I will never forget their backs. Here, I have to sigh that Chengdu, a city full of different styles, is so gray all day long, and you are still staging clips of base lilies all the time. Is your magic to convince me that this is true love? Or true love? Still is......