Karma.

According to the Buddhist language, everyone has karma, and they are born with heavy sins, and they are not sure to repay it in their lifetime, not to mention those like Huo Zuo who take people's lives, scatter people's money, and break people's families, and there are countless people who have karma. Huo Zuo knew this, from the time he shot the first person, he was ready to die alone in this life, and he didn't even have a chance to die old. Maybe one day he will die on the streets, and no one cares. He waited patiently for retribution, never feeling that he was a sinner who could escape retribution.

But he couldn't imagine that in the end, what tortured him the most was not death, not disability, not betrayal of relatives, not spurned by thousands of people - it was love.

How ridiculous, he will be tortured in the end. But there is no way to avoid it, there is no way to escape, and fate forced his head to admit it.

But how do you recognize it?

To be a wicked person, to fall on a junior for the rest of his life - how can he admit this?

After he and Shen Yigong said this, they laughed to themselves, his eyes looked at the man's lips with a cold gaze, he also realized what his most vicious thoughts were in doing these, Shen Yigong was right, he wanted to make people feel guilty, and being a wicked person was right to others, to him, he could just use this despicable means to pull him and ravage him and abuse him.

"What do I do, you ask?" Huo Zuo didn't realize that something was moist in his eyes at all, "No one has ever told me what to do." ”

There is such a question, a question that is so simple that it is only four words, and it is such an incomparably simple question that does not need to be said that it has become a gap between them that seems to be difficult to cross.

- Do you love me.

Huo Zuo didn't say, Shen Yigong didn't ask, and no one was willing to be the first to speak in this pull. Maybe this matter will not be so stagnant, and it will be difficult to make waves again like a pool of stagnant water. If there are some words that are difficult to ask again, then what does this relationship rely on to advance and what is it used to maintain it? Pulling deformously or vile suspicion?

Their lips slowly approached, but they finally stayed in the distance they were about to touch, their warm breaths intertwined, like their inseparable fate now. How to give up or how to escape, these have finally become a false proposition in looking back again and again. Not far away, but not close.

Desire but also struggle.

Then give up.

The sound of cars passing by could be heard on the road outside the apartment, and people outside were talking, and what they said was indistinct. Huo Zuo didn't remember how he got back to bed, he lay there, waiting for the footsteps to move away, and when the door was about to close, he said, "I don't love you." ”

If you could have left everything at an end five years ago, you wouldn't have to worry so much about it today. He spoke slowly but clearly to the man at the door—

"I don't love you as much as you think. I used to take advantage of you, and now I don't care about you. ”

Shen Yigong's hand clenched slightly on the door, his lips tightened into a line, he didn't look back at him, just stiffened his back and just stood there.

Huo Zuo said: "Every minute and every second I see you, I don't care about you." So, count me as ......."

He lifted his eyes from the blue velvet sheets, indifferent and ruthless.

"Don't care about me."

Shen Yigong closed his eyes, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and finally he spoke hoarsely and with a half-smile: "I understand." It turns out that I forgot one thing five years ago, I just broke off the master-apprentice relationship with you, but I forgot to break it...... The relationship between you and me. ”

He once thought that he had done the right thing and ignored too much, but he was always lucky to still retain that expectation and emotion in the dark, guarding the love and love of his youth. He knew in his heart what the separation meant, but the words of farewell came too late, and the bloody scars were vague, so he thought that this love was still love, and this hatred was not hatred.

Many beautiful dreams, isn't it this ambiguity that can only be brought? That's why after saying such words, they will still be entangled, inevitably covet the other party's body temperature, and even if they are weak, they can find a reason to accept them with peace of mind.

Because it has never really been broken. For they never said this:

"I don't love it anymore."

The door slammed shut, and the room fell silent. Huo Zuo slowly curled up like a child on the velvet futon, he didn't make any sound, just curled up there silently.

Shen walked in the winter night smoking cigarettes one after another, his hands were already frozen, but he didn't want to pay attention to them at all. The traffic was constantly flowing around him, and the splendid lights were not worth mentioning to him. The gloomy and the lonely were tied to his feet and climbed upwards until he was completely enveloped.

Many times he always felt that he was older and mature, but in this matter, his mind was almost no different from when he was a teenager. He wanted to find a place where no one was there to cry, but the rock in his heart kept him from tears. It turns out that this is how life is when I grow up. When he lost his mother, he could lie down in the snow in a decadent manner, crying and scolding, and he could beg for mercy like a dog, hoping that someone would help him. He would cry over and over again, just to make his heart feel better, but after so many years, he lost the ability to cry so much.

He could only smoke cigarettes one after another, waiting for the nicotine to completely stain his lungs, and let the sadness pull his internal organs, but his face could not reveal half of the expression related to sad emotions. At this moment, he suddenly understood Liang Qingwen, he may have chewed this bitterness over and over again when he was forbearant and kept it secret, but because he was an adult and no longer young, he could only bury everything in his heart, and only when he was drunk did he have half an inch of mouth to vent.

What Huo Zuo said, or his statement today, is only a definition of the vague emotional relationship between them for more than a year. It is not right to reunite, and it is even more wrong to show goodwill. But what are they talking about, talking, and helping each other all the time? It's not love, it's not about joy, so why bother doing these things?

Shen Yigong felt like a walking dead wandering in the middle of the night, he couldn't remember which street he had walked to, he vaguely heard someone calling him, and it took a long time until someone reached out and patted him on the shoulder before he reacted.

"Mr. Shen, where are you going?"

He looked back and saw that it was the screenwriter Mu Qiuping introduced to him, surnamed Song. Song Qi's doll face was dripping with neon lights, and he smiled with three points of drunkenness in his eyes, and his hands were behind his back when he talked to him.

Shen Yigong replied slightly embarrassed: "I...... I'll go home. ”

"It just so happened that my friends and I were just going home from a drink. Drop by? Song Qi said this, and immediately turned around and waved to his friends. Shen Yigong wanted to refuse, but when Song Qi turned around, he looked at him with a smile on his face, and suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist and walked forward. Song Qi was surprised for a while: "Hey! Mr. Shen, why are you in a hurry? Slow down, slow down! ”

Shen Yigong pulled him into the side of the dark alley and directly reached out to put him against the wall, Song Qi blinked and looked up at him without knowing it: "You, what's wrong with you?" You drank more than I did? ”

He moved his nose, but he didn't smell the wine. Looking up at Shen Yigong's overly gloomy gaze, Song Qi was so frightened by the aura that he shrank his shoulders: "If it's inconvenient tonight...... Next time, too. Just say it. ”

But Shen Yigong still didn't speak, just frowned and stared at him, this appearance was really weird and scary. He held Song Qi's shoulder, so that Song Qi couldn't just leave, and after a long time, he heard Mr. Shen ask in a deep voice: "Will you sleep with someone you don't love at all?" ”

“…… Yes? Song Qi didn't react for a while. He was nervous for a long time, and he always felt that something was wrong when he heard this sentence. Shen Yigong still asked him with a serious face: "I said, you will go with someone you don't love at all-"

"You don't have to repeat, I know what you're trying to say." Song Qi breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and removed the hand he was holding on his shoulder, "I thought you were suddenly pulling me to do something." Sleeping with someone you don't love? I will. ”

"Why? How can you do it if you don't love it? ”

"I think you should be a very traditional person, but this is reasonable for some people, they don't love it, they don't like it, but they can pretend to be on the spot."

"Outfit?" Shen Yigong was slightly stunned, "You mean, this kind of thing can also be pretended?" ”

"Pretending to be crazy and stupid, pretending to be affectionate and pretending to be infatuated, this is the same as acting, as long as it is acting, there are people who can pretend in life." Song Qi took a cigarette and lit it in his mouth, looked at Shen Yigong after speaking, and watched the man fall again, he couldn't help but worry about whether he had said the wrong thing, he swallowed his saliva and asked tentatively, "Alas, are you okay?" ”

Shen bowed to him and walked out of the alley. Song Qi was a little puzzled by this inexplicable sudden situation: "Are you leaving?" ”

Shen Yigong bowed his back and left him a message: "Pay attention to safety on your ...... road"

"Me? This ......" Song Qi didn't catch up with him well, the man knew at a glance that he had hit something, he flicked the cigarette ash, looked at the back of the guy under the lantern and gradually moved away, and thought about spit out a sentence, "I'm afraid don't be another amorous species." ”

Shen Yigong didn't know how he walked back, and when he arrived in front of his courtyard, the two packs of cigarettes in his pocket had all been smoked. He pushed open the door and saw that the light was still on - Liang Qingwen was sitting in the foyer, his face was full of anxiety, and when he heard the door open, he hurriedly stood up and shouted at him: "Yigong, where have you been!" I'll wait for you for a long time! ”

Shen Yigong wiped his face with a cold hand and forced himself to recover his spirits: "What's wrong, is something wrong?" ”

Liang Qingwen took the turned newspaper on the table and handed it to him: "The foreigners who came last time were not a good thing, they tricked us!" ”