Memories are sometimes like a snake wrapped around the throat, getting tighter and tighter until it suffocates. I thought I was running away or dodging, and finally I went around and around to find that I couldn't escape this strange circle after all.

Huo Zuo raised his hand, and when he was a few inches away from Shen Yigong's face, he stopped again. He had a hoarse voice, laughing instead of laughing, and crying instead of crying.

"Did you pay it off?"

His hands clenched little by little, and his nails got stuck in the flesh. The unwillingness of one or two under the dimness in his eyes was hidden in the flicker.

"If it weren't for me, you would have become a beggar who froze to death on the street. I saved you, I taught you kung fu, I let you get revenge, I turned you from an embarrassed dog in the snow to a man who can stand up. Huo Zuo laughed angrily, looking up at him, "Are you still?" What to give me back, Shen Yigong. Do you think you can forget the bullets you blocked for me? What do you give me back! ”

Shen Yigong turned around, his face hidden in the shadows and raised his hand: "Please leave, Mr. Huo." ”

Huo Zuo didn't move: "Why don't you dare to look at me if you want me to go." ”

"Please leave."

"Are you still so timid, Shen Yigong." Huo Zuo's fingertips tapped lightly on the table, and there was a "click" sound, like stepping into a countdown watch, "You don't dare to look at me, because you're afraid." You're afraid of me. What about the honest answer in your heart? Don't dare to say? ”

Huo Zuo finally stood up from the chair and slowly approached him: "What are you afraid of?" ”

Shen Yigong gritted his teeth, but he never looked back.

"Look back, but look at me. What are you afraid of? ”

Shen Yigong's body did not move, but when he heard the sound of the blade breaking through the air, he subconsciously pulled out the hidden double knives on both sides and blocked them sideways. Who would have thought that in the next moment, Huo Zuo directly loosened the knife with both hands, and his naked neck was aimed straight at the blade of Shen Yigong.

The tip of the knife stopped instantly. Huo Zuo advanced another half an inch, and watched Shen Yibow retreat with both hands holding the knife.

He pressed the weakness of his throat towards the tip of the man's knife, one step forward, one step backward. A pair of eyes stared at Shen Yigong.

"Opportunity for you. In this life, maybe you can kill me at this opportunity. ”

Shen Yigong's breathing gradually became heavier, and he watched the tip of his knife get closer and closer to the skin of Huo's left throat, approaching it, and he could cut his throat at any time and see Yin Hong.

But his knife still retreated by half an inch. Huo Zuo sneered, he lowered his eyes slightly, and his chest trembled with laughter: "You won't kill me, you have been thinking about me all the time, you can't change this." ”

His hand held Shen Yigong's knife. Blood oozed from his palm, dripping down his wrist and into his sleeve.

"I've been your addiction all my life, want to quit? You can't quit. ”

Shen Yigong jerked the knife back, and one stepped forward and slammed him forward. Huo Zuo's body fell backwards, staggering and slamming the cup on the table. Hearing the sound of porcelain shattering, the two blades directly penetrated the wooden table and pierced deeply into the sides of Huo's left shoulder.

Nothing touched him.

Shen Yigong pressed his body in front of him, and the tips of the noses of the two people touched the tips of their noses, and their breaths were mixed with the smell of blood. Huo Zuo raised his bloody palm and clasped Shen Yigong's chin. The blades on either side reflected his shadow and the smug smile on his lips.

"Look, what do you give me back?"

The next moment, the young man on his body bit him fiercely on the mouth. The blood spread out in the mouths of the two of them, and Shen Yigong hugged him tightly and picked him up from the table. The shattered reason has long been burned to ashes at this moment, and there is not a single residue left, and all the once suppressed desires are like a flood.

The house was full of wheezing and heavy breathing. The smell of blood mixed with the smell of hot tea in the cold winter filled the room.

By the time the smoke was rekindled in the house, the blazing passion had long since passed. Huo Zuo lay on Shen Yigong's sturdy and swarthy back, and gently touched the man's bullet holes. The soot fell, right in his shoulder blades, and he dusted it off with his fingertips one by one, and said casually, "You're a lot older." ”

Shen Yigong leaned on the pillow and smoked: "It's not like there is no growth at all." ”

"Three years is enough time to meet a lot of people."

"People have to move forward."

Huo Zuo looked away and chuckled, "Yes." People...... If you can't get the best, there is always something else that can make do with it. He sat up, his back against Shen Yigong and hung his bare legs on the edge of the bed. With a cigarette in his mouth, his eyes floated and there was no specific place to look.

The two of them were speechless for a while, as if everything that had just happened in the house should not exist, but it was just a temporary idea, and neither of them wanted to admit that they had lowered their heads first and forgot the past as if they had fallen into evil, and were weak and compromised.

"I'm going to Tianjin next month and come back at the end of the month."

Shen Yigong didn't say anything, just smoked a cigarette by himself, and looked away from him.

"If there is anything, Cheng Changyu will come back and contact you."

"What is he doing about you?"

"From Shanghai, yes."

After saying this, Huo Zuo extinguished the cigarette in his hand, reached out to pick up the clothes scattered on the ground, and put them on one by one. Shen Yi arched his legs, clasped his hands on his knees, and watched him move, his eyes wandering over the old scar on his back. He watched the man put on his clothes, tied the loose and scattered hair back at random on the back of his head, and said, "Shen Yigong." ”

Shen Yigong looked at his face coming to the side.

"I'm going to die, are you coming for the funeral?"

He was silent for a moment and said, "I'll give you incense." ”

Huo Zuo took the cane on the table, patted the ash on his top hat again, and said with a smile when he answered: "It's okay." Then he put on his hat, opened the door, and went out of the house.

The door was not closed, and the scene on the stairs could be directly seen from the bed side of Shen Yigong's bedroom. After Huo Zuo's back flashed down the stairs, he was able to meet Mu Qiuping's bewildered gaze sitting on the steps upstairs with a face. Shen Yigong felt a little headache, he wrapped a piece of clothing and walked to the door, seeing that Mu Qiuping was still sitting on the steps, he raised his chin from her: "Come in?" ”

She had the face of a frightened fawn, hesitated for a moment, and ran into the house with her head bowed in small steps.

Shen Yigong took the kettle and poured another cup of tea: "It's not for you to go home and wait, why are you sitting on the stairs again." ”

"He's your lover."

Mu Qiuping was blunt. But her straightforwardness is called Shen Yigong, and now I don't know what to do. Nod? No, they have no relationship now, so how can they say "lover". Shake one’s head? But even if it was a temporary idea, everything that happened in the house was not a denial and a denial.

"I can't tell."

Shen Yigong put the tea in front of Mu Qiuping, turned around and went to the back of the door to take a broom and a dustpan to clean up the tea residues on the ground.

Mu Qiuping lowered her head while holding the cup of hot tea, the water vapor blurred the makeup on her eyes, and she held her cheeks and looked puzzled: "You obviously warned me to stay away from him, but you yourself are so close to him...... Shen Yigong, I'm a little scared. I used to think you were just an ordinary agent, at most you can punch and fight. ”

Mu Qiuping frowned, looking at Shen Yigong's face in great confusion.

"But now I really don't know who you are."

"I'm just an ordinary person." Shen Yigong sighed, "I'm no different from others. ”

Mu Qiuping took a deep breath, then looked at Shen Yigong seriously and said, "I want to drink." ”

She rushed out of Shen Yigong's house, and a few minutes later, she carried several bottles of wine and smashed open the door of his house. Shen Yigong wrapped in a cotton robe and felt even more pain: "You are exaggerating, Mu Qiuping." ”

Mu Qiuping directly bit the cork of one of the bottles of wine: "Bring the glass." ”

Shen Yigong couldn't resist her, and after the cup was taken, he saw that she was pouring a big cup. The man held the cup and said helplessly: "Why are you drinking today?" ”

"I don't know." After Mu Qiuping took a sip, she looked up and told him, she groaned for a moment, took another sip, and then pursed her lips and squeezed Shen Yigong's hand and said, "If you really want to say it, it may be...... The feeling I have in your room is so oppressive. I don't know what to say, it's just ...... You make me feel like you're sad right now. ”

Shen Yigong was stunned: "What? ”

"You give me the feeling that you're very sad right now. So I said I want to drink, not because I really want to drink, it's just that when I look at you, I feel ...... You are very sad, but you don't want to say that you don't want to admit it, and I don't know why, and what is the relationship between you and Mr. Huo, who just left. ”

After saying so much, Mu Qiuping let out a sigh of relief, threw the whole person into the chair, and lay down on the table.

"You seem to be about to cry, but you won't cry. Like the look on his face when I was a kid when he bullied my brother and snatched away his favorite sugar gourd. ”

Shen Yigong couldn't help but cover his eyes and said, "What are you talking nonsense, how can I be such a child." ”

"Then why do you look so sad?"

Mu Qiuping's question made Shen Yigong stunned again. After a while, he replied: "I'm not sad, it's you who misunderstood." ”

"I can't go wrong with my feelings, at least on the basis of being alone and so close." Mu Qiuping saw that he refused to speak, so he slapped the table and said happily, "Okay, it's okay if you don't say it now." We drink. You'll be sure you'll be talking when you've had enough. Or just if you're cool, I don't want to see you so sad, Shen Yigong. ”

"I really, I'm not sad."

"You have." Mu Qiuping raised his hand and gently rubbed the tail of his eyes, and said with a bitter smile, "Girls won't mistake the minds of the people they like." You have to trust me on that. You're ......."

She reached out to hold Shen Yigong's face and looked at his helpless and deep eyes.

Obviously, while he was leaving, he kept staring at his injured hand. You watch his back until he disappears as far as your eyes can see. Do you remember when I told you that your eyes were just a symbol when you looked at me, and when you looked at him......" she bit the corner of her mouth.

"When you look at him, ......"

She said.

"It's like a wronged child, and I'm about to cry. You like him and you lose him. I wanted to keep him, but I didn't dare to keep him. ”

For a moment, Shen Yi's nose was inexplicably sour.

He listened to Mu Qiuping continue.

"You can't let go of this person, and you can't catch up, you feel tired, but you are unwilling. You just like the look he looks. No, it's not just like. ”

The woman muttered to herself.

"You love him."