chaotic world

Du Yunfeng saw the two people say goodbye politely - it was inexplicable, Tang Junquan didn't move much, it was considered polite, Zhou Lan's behavior was very intimate, which was unusual, from Du Yunfeng's understanding, it was not Zhou Lan's character.

Tang Junquan waved across the road, called a rickshaw and left.Du Yunfeng hesitated for a moment, but didn't go with him. Tang Junquan's old nest was there and he couldn't run away. He still didn't know which suite in Dingchang Hotel Zhou Lan lived in. What if he ran away.

As the sky was getting dark, Zhou Lan pushed the glass revolving door into the brightly lit lobby. Du Yunfeng followed boldly.

Zhou Lan walked to the front desk, talked to the waiter a few words, then grabbed the phone at the front desk, dialed the number with one hand, held the receiver to his ear with the other hand, and said a few words with a slight smile, showing a warm and happy appearance. But as soon as he put down the receiver, his face became as cold as ice, and he walked towards the hotel gate.

Contrary to what Du Yunfeng expected, Zhou Lan did not return to his room. He left the hotel and walked silently along the street alone. After a few turns, he turned into the bustling Fengtian Street. When the shops along the street are at their most active, when the spring breeze blows in the evening, the red front of the restaurant is swinging, and the black and white checkered sign at the entrance of the hairdressing shop is spinning around.

At the entrance of the busiest Fulong Department Store, Zhou Lan stopped. He looked around and walked around a few times - he had checked this place several times. There were three small alleys in front of the department store, leading to the civilian residential area. There are two back doors at the back of the department store, and it is easy to go out.

No matter which road you take, there will be no dead ends. There are so many people tonight, which is very good-there will be chaos after the gunshots, and it shouldn’t be too difficult to run while taking advantage of the chaos.

According to the scheduled plan, he sneaked into the alley opposite the department store. The alley was deep and there was no one there at the moment. He hid in the darkness of the alley, quietly leaning against a wall, waiting attentively, with his hands on his waist , Browning's hard gun handle gave him infinite excitement and a sense of security.

Zhou Lan's behavior was very strange. Du Yunfeng couldn't figure it out, but he vaguely felt that it was not a good thing. He was familiar with the terrain in this area. He used to take Zhou Lan to celebrate his birthday on this street.

Going around, in the intricate alley, he didn't waste a single step, and successfully circled behind Zhou Lan. At the corner, he poked his head slightly to see the thin back.

From the bell tower on the top of the Dingchang Hotel tower in the distance, a heavy bell sounded, and it struck seven times slowly.

When it was time, Zhou Lan's palms were sweaty, he fumbled on his shirt, and then he clenched the gun handle again.

A black car blared its horn and came blatantly from the intersection. There were many people on the street, but the car didn't slow down very much—those who can afford foreign cars are either rich or expensive.

The car stopped at the entrance of Fulong Department Store. Two young men in black stood on the ottoman outside the car. They quickly jumped down and opened the car door. A young girl in a floral jacket and black skirt with two braids bowed her head. Get off the bus, stand on the side of the street and look around.

On the other side of the car door, a young man dressed in a satin robe also got out of the car. He is not tall, very stocky, with short stubble hair, and looks featureless. The only thing that stands out is a double-edged scar from the corner of his eye across his temple. , has been stabbed into the fortune.

He slowly walked around the car and walked to the girl: "Little sister, where is your date?"

The girl curled her lips lightly: "Brother, wait a while, he will come soon."

The young man in the long robe looked around impatiently: "You dare to be late for an appointment with my sister, you are quite courageous."

The two burly young men remained silent, looking around, with their hands in their pockets.

Du Yunfeng recognized the young man in robes at a glance. His surname was Cheng, but he didn't know his exact name.When Du Yunfeng was trapped in the gold mine, the man surnamed Cheng worked hard for the Japanese. He was ruthless and killed many workers. On the night of the riot, the workers blew up the mine's warehouse in cooperation with others. , the man surnamed Cheng led the troops to block the way, Du Yunfeng took the lead and rushed up. In the scuffle, Du Yunfeng rode the opponent under him. Just as he raised a stone and smashed the opponent's head, the security team fired gunshots, and the man surnamed Cheng Picked up a life, more scars.

Obviously, Zhou Lan came for this person.

Zhou Lan stared at Cheng in the dark, silently pulled out the cock from the back of his waist, and slowly approached it against the outside of his thigh.

Zhou Lan concentrated his attention, and gestured with his other hand to remove the insurance.

Suddenly the hand holding the gun was grasped from behind, a big and warm palm was covering his mouth, and someone from behind pushed him into the thicker shadow of the wall with his whole body.

Subconsciously, Zhou Lan poked her elbow back and hit the opponent's ribs hard. The person behind was suffering from pain and bent slightly, but she didn't let go. Instead, her arms wrapped around her even tighter

"Xiao Mu'an, don't move, they have three guns, don't take any risks."

Zhou Lan froze and froze. The voice in his ear was too familiar, and it had been a long time since he hugged her.

On the other side, in the bright world full of traffic, Cheng Yuezhi happily led her elder brother to meet her new friend. This new friend is named John Chen, a college student. He met in church a month ago. His home is outside the customs, and he came to Fengtian to visit relatives.For a girl who is just beginning to fall in love, John Chen, who looks good, comes from a good family background and is well-educated, is simply a perfect lover out of the mold. When John Chen plays the organ in church, the magnificent picture of life unfolds in the girl's heart vividly and vividly.

In the darkness at the entrance of the alley was another world. Zhou Lan was squeezed against the wall by Du Yunfeng. As John Chen who missed the appointment, he was hugged by Du Yunfeng when he was ready to go.He struggled a few times without struggling away, so he didn't waste his energy, and he really missed this embrace, he even subconsciously wanted to turn around and hug her back.

The Cheng family, who couldn't wait for anyone, left in a car in a short while, Zhou Lan leaned against the wall, Du Yunfeng clung to him, holding his gun in one hand, and still covering his mouth with the other.

Du Yunfeng knew that the other party wouldn't yell, but he didn't let go. He didn't know what the other party would say after letting go, and he was even a little scared.

The opposite distance, breathing collided, separated by a palm.

The noise on the street has become a silent movie, just a blurred background, and there are only two people who are close to each other in this world.

Zhou Lan's hand holding the gun was held down, but the other hand was flexible. As long as he wanted, he could lift it up and hug each other at any time, like he did countless times before, hugging into a ball, tightly fitting.

He did not.

From the initial miss to rational thinking, it didn't take him too long.

After a long time, he raised his hand and pushed Du Yunfeng's hand away without any effort. He was speechless, lowered his eyes under Du Yunfeng's gaze, then turned around, raised his legs and walked away without any regrets.

While walking, he held Browning back to his lower back, almost wanting to trot as if hating himself for not walking fast enough.

Du Yunfeng froze in place at first, but then he reacted and chased after him with a few strides, grabbed his wrist, and almost staggered the galloping Zhou Lan.

Zhou Lan turned back sideways, looked at him coldly, without saying a word.

Du Yunfeng scratched his heart with all his claws, and couldn't help shouting: "You talk, talk to me."

Zhou Lan still didn't say a word, just looked at the other party without emotion - he never liked to tell others about his experience and thoughts, the only one who told it frankly was Du Yunfeng, on his birthday, he was almost crushed by that share The love that fell from the sky was moved, and at that time he felt that Xiao Yunfeng was good, really good.

The person in front of him is not Xiao Yunfeng.

Du Yunfeng swallowed: "Since you were avoiding me, why did you save me? I knew it was you that day."

Zhou Lan didn't intend to answer his question. He looked cold, but he was already upset. He didn't want to see this person, and when he saw him, he remembered those stupid things he said back then.

With a vigorous shake of his hand, Zhou Lan turned his head, disgusted out of the corner of his eye, he just wanted to leave.

Du Yunfeng has a fiery character, he will show when he is happy, and he will show up when he is unhappy. He can't bear anyone, but there is an exception to everything. Zhou Lan is that exception. Zhou Lan doesn't say anything today, so hurry to kill him up.

Du Yunfeng panicked, and the impatient thought of wanting to chop Tang Junquan into pieces had long since been thrown away, and his intuition told him that Zhou Lan would never pay attention to him after leaving, even if he found the ends of the earth and shouted his throat, Zhou Lan Landu would just hide in an invisible corner and ignore him, living outside his life forever.

Zhou Lan kept walking, flashed at the entrance of the alley, and disappeared.

Du Yunfeng was dumbfounded, and then ran out like a conditioned reflex, turning around to follow Zhou Lan.

There are people coming and going on the street, although it is not a rush of people, but the flow of people is mixed, and the people coming to face him always block Du Yunfeng's way without knowing the current affairs. He stared at Zhou Lan's back without daring to blink, for fear Gone in an instant.

When he grabbed Zhou Lan's arm again, he couldn't help turning him around, he stretched out his hands to hold the other's arm, and forced him to face him, very anxious: "You talk to me, okay? "

The other party said nothing, and turned around.

Du Yunfeng exerted all his strength on his arm, almost using all his strength to clamp the opponent.

"Let go!" Zhou Lan said without any waves in his voice.

Du Yunfeng almost wanted to beg him, and approached him tentatively: "I know you are angry with me, I didn't mean to say that, I have my reasons, please forgive me once."

"Let go!"

Du Yunfeng was so flustered that he didn't know how to let the other party calm down for a while, so he could only flatter him: "You want to kill that Cheng, I'll go for you, okay? It's too dangerous, I'll kill him, in the future we— —”

"Isn't it cleared?" Zhou Lan frowned, and he continued impatiently: "It's cleared, there is no us, only you and me, let go."

Du Yunfeng was determined not to let him go, but Zhou Lan suddenly yelled explosively: "You fucking let me go!"

The voice was so loud that almost the whole street was looking at this side. Zhou Lan's eyes were red, his nose was not smooth, and his body swayed back and forth unsteadily—as if he was sick or excited.

It wasn't like this when he turned his face back then, Du Yunfeng was so frightened that he let go of his hands in a panic.

Zhou Lan took advantage of this interval to turn around and leave.

Although Zhou Lan's steps were big, he walked unsteadily. He took out a handkerchief to wipe his nose, his mind was buzzing and buzzing, he ignored the attention of passers-by, he was a little dazed, a little dizzy, he had to take a breath immediately, he Ignoring Du Yunfeng's following, he almost staggered into the opium hall.

At first, Du Yunfeng just followed him with a guilty conscience. Seeing him walking in a hurry and chaotically, he wanted to help him several times, but he didn't dare to approach him. Du Yunfeng lost his mind for a while, and replaced it with other people. Du Yunfeng could carry it and leave. But for Zhou Lan, especially Zhou Lan at this moment, he dare not.

As for where to follow him and why he followed him, Du Yunfeng didn't want to understand, he didn't have time to think about it, all he knew was that he couldn't follow him now.

Until entering the opium hall, Zhou Lan raised the bong like holding a baby with tears and snot in his nose, and Du Yunfeng suddenly understood that this is how he has abused himself in the past few months.

Zhou Lan was sucking in the mist in the cubicle, and Du Yunfeng leaned weakly outside the cubicle door. He grabbed his hair with both hands, squatted down along the wall, and buried his head between his two arms.

He would rather have a piece of flesh cut from his body than Zhou Lan to touch this life-threatening thing.

From the smoking hall to the Dingchang Hotel, Zhou Lan was physically and mentally exhausted, and Du Yunfeng followed in a dejected manner.

Zhou Lan was very tired, tired from the inside out, he didn't want to care about anyone, he just wanted to sleep on the bed, it's better to sleep to death, then there would be nothing to worry about.

Du Yunfeng boasted that his brain was quite easy to use, but he couldn't think of a way to deal with Zhou Lan's temper.He wanted to explain that he had no choice but to leave the other party, but the other party didn't even have a chance to let him speak.Moreover, even if it is explained, does Zhou Lan believe it?

Zhou Lan walked up the spiral staircase with heavy steps. When he reached the door, he took out the door key to open the door. From the corner of his eye, Du Yunfeng appeared at the end of the corridor. He was timid and did not dare to approach. Zhou Lan knew , now as long as he is willing to call out, the other party will rush over immediately.

But he didn't, he opened the door, entered, closed, and locked the door without hesitation.

If Du Yunfeng loves to follow, let him follow, and if he can't follow, he will naturally not follow.

You are you, I am me, whether you follow or not is up to you, what has anything to do with me.

Zhou Lan touched the switch on the wall, turned on the light, took off the windbreaker, threw it on the sofa, and then fell straight into the sofa, stretched out his hands to loosen the neckline, and kicked his feet a few times to take off his shoes.

The shoelaces were tightly tied, and I was going to shoot and escape today.

He bent down tiredly, untied the leather shoelaces, kicked off the shoes indiscriminately, took off his suit jacket, and lay back on the sofa, wanting to sleep, he didn't even bother to use the strength to go to bed, the suit covered his head, and he curled up deep On the cool leather sofa, I fell asleep in a daze.

It was quiet outside the door, no one knocked on the door, no one spoke.

Sleeping in a daze until midnight, Zhou Lan woke up, it was still dark outside, the light in the room was on, he got up to pour water, a sudden fire, his throat fell ill without any symptoms, the pain seemed to be stuffed in the throat A hard walnut, he couldn't swallow it, couldn't spit it out, he wanted to drink water.

He shook the thermos bottle upside down, but there was no water. Holding the empty thermos bottle, he began to cough until he squatted down, buried his face in his arms, and could hardly breathe.

Everyone was against him, not even a thermos bottle, he stood up abruptly, threw the thermos bottle on the ground, and shattered the ground with a bang.

Du Yunfeng was outside the door, but he didn't leave. He sat silently in the darkness at the door. Through the door, he heard violent coughing and cracking sounds, followed by Zhou Lan's voice talking on the phone in a hoarse voice. Bring boiling water.

After a while there was a knock on the door, Zhou Lan coughed and went to open the door with bare feet, he was so thirsty that he was about to smoke.

Zhou Lan was busy avoiding the shattered mercury glass liner, and did not look at the waiter outside the door when he opened the door. He lowered his head and carefully avoided the pile of sharp silver shavings, took the water glass from the table, and turned back , facing Du Yunfeng who was carrying a thermos bottle.

Zhou Lan was stunned for a moment, but Du Yunfeng didn't pause, took the water glass smoothly, filled it up, turned around and put the water glass and thermos bottle on the coffee table next to him.

Du Yunfeng lowered his eyes and drooped his hands. He didn't dare to forcefully pull the other party now, but said dejectedly and firmly: "I have difficulties."

The room was terribly quiet, Zhou Lan nodded, he didn't know why he nodded, maybe it was purely shaking with anger, then he raised his head, frowned, and gritted his teeth.

When he lowered his head again, he said in a hoarse voice: "Okay, you don't go!" Then he sneered: "I'll go!"

He took a few steps to the sofa and picked up his suit, then turned around, pulled on two unlaced leather shoes, and was about to go out in a hurry.

"In the middle of the night, where are you going?" Du Yunfeng stretched out his arms to block his way. Zhou Lan rushed left and right and couldn't get to the door. His throat was sore and he was anxious. His eyes were full of Du Yunfeng. He couldn't go to heaven and had no way to go to earth. Throwing away the suit, reaching out to grab Du Yunfeng's collar, he said hoarsely, "Don't you fucking understand human language? We're done, I don't want you!"

Du Yunfeng was so shoved that he couldn't stand still, he put his arms around him, he wanted to hug him so much, holding him in his arms made him feel uncomfortable, how could he be so thin!

The irritated Zhou Lan was out of control, broke free from her embrace, and punched Du Yunfeng in the face. Du Yunfeng staggered, then quickly stood still, and walked back to him, without saying a word, but the corner of his mouth was bloody .

Zhou Lan seemed to have forgotten that she was going to leave, rolled up her cuffs, and rushed towards Du Yunfeng. All that was left in the world was punching and kicking. She couldn't tell the difference between nose, eyes and face, and her strikes were ruthless.

"I trust you so much." Zhou Lan stepped on Du Yunfeng's stomach, and Du Yunfeng didn't use both hands to protect him, and was directly bent over by him. Zhou Lan said intermittently: "You treat me like this, you insist on harming me once Can you feel at ease?" Du Yunfeng didn't say a word, straightened his back as much as he could, and walked back limping, he was not afraid of being beaten, but he was afraid that Zhou Lan would ignore him.

He came over again and again, and Zhou Lan ruthlessly kicked each other's knees again and again.

Du Yunfeng groaned, and knelt on the ground with one knee, his injured leg was in severe pain, he lowered his head, and he fell into the pile of kettle galls.

Zhou Lan stopped.

Du Yunfeng refused to stop, he would rather use this method to let the other party vent his anger, and he wanted to return to Zhou Lan's side.

As soon as he stretched his injured leg, he half stood up, and then he knelt down again out of strength. In the silent night, the sound of glass cracking was very clear.

Zhou Lan was out of breath, his anger drained a lot with sweat, he walked to Du Yunfeng's side: "Still leaving?"

Du Yunfeng half-kneeled, did not raise his head, the pants on his knees were already bleeding, but he didn't care at all, Zhou Lan's feet were in front of him, he slowly stretched out his hand - and neatly tied the shoelaces for Zhou Lan, Then he looked up at the other party: "Master, do you really want me?"

Up and down, eyes met, Zhou Lan's heart moved, those were Xiao Yunfeng's innocent eyes, before going to school when he was a child, Du Yunfeng always dressed himself up quickly, waited at the door, and then gave Zhou Lan, who was a head shorter, The shoelaces, raised his head and smiled, his eyes brightened: "Master, it's finished, let's go."

Zhou Lan blinked slightly, stretched out a hand, gently touched Du Yunfeng's eyes, forehead, and short, hard hair, and sighed long.

Du Yunfeng moved Zhou Lan's calf with both hands, but the other party didn't dodge, then put his hands on the other party's waist, encircled him gently, and then tightened suddenly, Du Yunfeng buried his face on Zhou Lan's belly, Zhou Lan put his arms around the other party rubbed his head against the back of the other's head, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Yunfeng, does it hurt?"

Du Yunfeng shook his head, then nodded, the other party was so thin that it hurt him.

Zhou Lan pulled and dragged Du Yunfeng up, and the broken glass fell from his legs.

Zhou Lan carried Du Yunfeng's arm, helped him to the side of the bed, stretched out his hand to untie his belt, and tore off his trousers three times, and the injured leg was exposed. The old and new scars were superimposed, and he was scratched by a wolf before. The traces of the bullet are still there, the bullet wound has not healed yet, and the scab is oozing blood. Looking up, the knee was cut with large and small holes by the glass gall.

"This leg is almost gone." Sitting on the edge of the bed, Zhou Lan carefully pulled out a piece of broken glass.

Du Yunfeng couldn't go to the hospital, so Zhou Lan could only handle the wound. Zhou Lan was a meticulous person. He stripped off the glass, wiped off the blood with a hot towel, and exposed the wound to the air.

Zhou Lan planned to go out to buy some bandages, but Du Yunfeng held him back and refused to let him go no matter what.

"I'll come back when I go out, just wait." Zhou Lan stood beside the bed, while Du Yunfeng lay there, holding the other side's pants tightly with one hand.

"Go again at dawn and stay with me for a while, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Zhou Lanfu sat back on the stool again, with his hands cuffs rolled up, his elbows leaning on his legs, the two of them looked at each other at a distance, and stopped talking.

Watching and watching, Du Yunfeng's Adam's apple twitched, and he stretched out his hand to hold the opponent's hand, holding both hands together.

After a while, as if the grip was not enough, fingers crossed and stroked, studying each other, feeling the softness and hardness of each other.

Putting his five fingers together and pulling hard, Du Yunfeng pulled Zhou Lan in front of him, rolled his arms around him, and brought him to the bed.

Du Yunfeng half pressed and half leaned on the other person, as if protecting a lost baby, he circled in front of him, he lowered his head to kiss the other person's forehead, along the eyelashes and the bridge of the nose, and kissed the longing lips, long, gentle, lingering of……

Zhou Lan put his arms around Du Yunfeng's waist.The other party's kiss, the other party's breath, and the other party's body, he actually misses the same.

Du Yunfeng's hand was touching the other's shirt inch by inch, and he clearly felt the other's outline, collarbone, sternum, and ribs, leaving Zhou Lan's lips in a daze. The tip of their nose was almost touching the tip of their nose. Looking at himself, he gently scratched Zhou Lan's side face with one hand: "You quit smoking."

Zhou Lan replied gently: "Okay."

Du Yunfeng smiled, and couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed the other person's forehead: "I promised so quickly, do you know how uncomfortable it is to quit?"

Zhou Lan narrowed her eyes slightly, and lightly touched Du Yunfeng's cheek with her thin fingertips: "I don't feel bad now."