dead innocent

The simple and exquisite dinner was served on the table, He Cheng swept aside the crystal residue in front of Chu Xingyun, and said like a good wife: "Eat."

Chu Xingyun poured two glasses of white wine, picked them up and said with a smile: "Let's touch it."

The glasses collided with each other with a soft sound, and the hard-won dinner was lit in the dim candlelight.Chu Xingyun has eaten Western food many times, but he still can't handle the knife and fork well. The sound of the knife scratching the bottom of the plate is so shrill that it seems that he is not eating steak, but a plate.

He Cheng frowned, raised his hand to take the steak away, and cut the steak slowly and gracefully like a born British nobleman.

Chu Xingyun suddenly felt that the anger at this time was a bit weird, such as the few incense candles placed on both sides, such as the lyrical piano music being played, such as He Cheng who was helping him cut steak at this time.

He Cheng was wearing plain home clothes, his collar was opened a little low, his eyebrows were lowered slightly, his frivolous bangs were lightly laid on his eyebrows, and the pair of glasses on his face did not look cold and alienated because there was no direct light from the light.His quiet and docile appearance made Chu Xingyun feel a little strange, and also a little familiar for a long time.

Once the thoughts penetrate into the depths of the memory, it is like a ray of wind penetrating into a cave, boundless and bottomless.In the depths of the cave that he couldn't see, there was always a little boy waiting at the bottom of the cave, waiting for him.

At this time, the little boy was sitting opposite him, less than half a meter away from him, celebrating his birthday and helping him cut steak.All this made Chu Xingyun feel dazed. He looked at He Cheng's blurred face under the dim light, as if he would raise his childish and delicate face at any time, and smile at him with crooked brows and eyes, holding him tightly. The corner of his clothes, shouted: "Brother..."

The little boy named his brother had been left in the depths of the cave forever. At this moment, He Cheng cut the steak into small even cubes, and brought the plate back to him: "Hold it yourself with chopsticks."

Chu Xingyun stood up, went to the kitchen closet, took a pair of chopsticks, came back and sat down, saw that he was adding vinegar to the 'Su Zhai', and picked up a piece of beef to his lips as if deliberately provoking him: "Bodhisattva, come and taste Taste the fireworks in the world."

He Cheng raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were cold.

Chu Xingyun moved the beef to him like a cat teasing: "Be obedient, just eat this piece."

He Cheng looked at him silently for a moment, the corners of his lips parted, revealing a smile. Although he didn't look aggressive when wearing a suit and brushing his hair back, this person's characteristic was dangerous. Even with the styling blessing, he looked like A prince with evil intentions and dark plans, he said: "You want me to eat meat?"

Chu Xingyun's face was much calmer, he looked at him firmly and said, "You have to pass this level."

He Cheng pressed his arms on the table, leaned his upper body forward, but avoided his outstretched hand, his deep voice was like a flickering candle on the table, scorching hot but cautious.

"This is not easy, you have to help me."

"...how do you want me to help you"

"Come here and I'll tell you."

At this time, Chu Xingyun was like Tang Seng who was fascinated by the passing goblin, imitating his appearance with kindness in his heart and undefended, leaning over, only to feel deceitful when he was led into the cave by the evildoer...

He Cheng grabbed his coat collar to make it difficult for him to retreat. The two of them almost touched their foreheads, and they were very close. Because He Cheng was taller than him, and his aura was more dangerous and aggressive than him, so at this time they were almost With an overwhelming momentum, he was enclosed in his own territory.

He Cheng whispered in his ear: "You have to dedicate yourself, Elder Tang."

As if a monster wind was blowing into the porches, Chu Xingyun retreated suddenly as if he had been pushed.Because the force was too strong, he overturned the person and the chair by himself, and fell on the floor with a whimper, clutching his waist and taking a few breaths of air-conditioning.

Seeing his miserable appearance with his own eyes, He Cheng not only didn't help, but was still watching a joke, took out a tissue and slowly wiped his hands and said, "Are you up? Call an ambulance for you?"

The two cats rushed to his side in time, meowing like they were mourning.Chu Xingyun was very sad in his heart, as if he saw his old life, lonely and miserable.Even if he died, the bastard He Cheng would not collect his body for him, but would just stand aside and watch the fun.

As soon as he got up, he heard the phone on the dining table rang, and the caller ID was Yang Shu.

Just now when he was carrying the cake upstairs, he sent Yang Shu a text message, apologizing to her, saying that he had something to do and couldn't watch the play with her.At that time, Yang Shu didn't reply to his text messages. He wasn't sure if Yang Shu was angry with him. Now that she called, Chu Xingyun didn't know what to do.One is that he is really not good at coaxing girls, and the other is that he is in an embarrassing situation now.What if Yang Shu asked him why he didn't go to the appointment, and he said that because a big monster caught him and put him in the cave, he insisted on celebrating his birthday?

Seeing his troubled face, the big demon guessed who called him, picked up a piece of mushroom unhurriedly, and asked knowingly: "Yang Shu? Let's have dinner together, what does she like to eat?" I'll help her."

Speaking of picking up the phone to dial, Chu Xingyun jumped in front of him in two or three steps when he saw that the situation was not good. He ran so hard that he almost stretched his muscles again. He covered his back and took two breaths of air-conditioning.Then he grabbed He Cheng's wrist and said, "Ancestor, can you calm down for a while!"

He Cheng put down his phone, looked up at him, as if watching a joke: "Then you sit down and have a good meal. According to your current physical condition, even if you go out to date her, what else can you do?"

Chu Xingyun was choked up speechlessly by him, and was dizzy by the ringing in his hand, so he simply turned off the phone and threw it aside.He took out a few more bottles of wine from the wine cabinet, and said in a vigorous manner: "It's hard for you to look down on me for celebrating my birthday. I'm sorry for not being able to accompany you comfortably tonight, are you? Drink, let's talk after drinking!"

The wine cabinet that He Cheng had always kept in order to pretend to be aggressive finally came into play that night.His wine cabinet was empty. At three or four o'clock in the middle of the night, Chu Xingyun was so drunk that he became unconscious and went crazy. He grabbed Daman and insisted on smearing cake cream on its fat face.Also give orders to two confused cats like training police dogs, sit down!Get down!do not move!Let's go... let's go!

He Cheng only drank two and a half glasses of white wine, sat soberly on the single sofa by the French window, and took pictures of him training the cat with his mobile phone.

After Chu Xingyun scared the two cats away, he held his head and looked around: "Where is the person? Where are you going? People..."

He was indeed drunk, so tall that he couldn't even distinguish the species form. Seeing He Cheng who was sitting on the sofa holding up his mobile phone and didn't know what to shoot, he walked towards him in a faltering manner, bent down and put his hands on the chair On the armrest, the drunken pupils were black like two pieces of diluted ink, he didn't seem to recognize whether the face in front of him was a human or a cat, he stared straight into He Cheng's eyes for a long time before saying : "He Cheng?"

He Cheng threw the phone aside, propped his forehead and raised his head to look at him: "Huh?"

Chu Xingyun looked at his face, and suddenly sighed: "I have to apologize to you."

As he spoke, he stood up straight, saluted a standard military salute, and said forcefully, "I'm sorry!"

He yelled so loudly that the two cats hiding under the sofa sprang out like rats in court and then disappeared in a blink of an eye.

He Cheng was very calm, at least he looked calm, but his eyes were a little empty, and it took a while before he put his eyes back on him.

Chu Xingyun sat on the carpet at his feet, leaning against the floor-to-ceiling windows, tilting his head and closing his eyes, he seemed to have a headache from drinking too much, and he was frowning and pinching his eyebrows.

"You still need to explain to me."

He Cheng said so.

Chu Xingyun propped his head and raised half of his eyelids to look at him, and asked with a blank face like he had amnesia: "Explain what?"

He Cheng suddenly left the sofa, and sat down cross-legged on the floor stall, assuming he would have a long talk all night, his tone became a little tough: "Explain why you chose to take He Ying away and not me."

Chu Xingyun suddenly became silent, with his head hanging down in an unbearable silence, making it difficult for people to see whether he was drunk or awake at this time.Only the brows are furrowed and deepened, like the number one scholar in the Jinke who goes up to face the saint, but is defeated in the exam, feeling ashamed and unable to escape...

This problem has always existed and has been circumvented by them.He Cheng pretended to be arrogant and refused to ask, while Chu Xingyun felt guilty and dared not mention it.For so many years, it has stuck in his throat like a fishbone, and time has softened this layer of grievances like old vinegar, but it can't make it go away. It has always been rooted in He Cheng's heart, making him unable to swallow it or forget it.Today, he asked because of his drunkenness, or Chu Xingyun's drunkenness. As soon as he uttered this sentence, he suddenly felt an indescribable joy in his heart, which seemed to be... the joy of revenge.

"...Say, I know you're still awake."

Chu Xingyun opened his eyes to look at him, and only when his eyes touched his face, he fled in a hurry as if thrown into a charcoal fire, tilted his head to one side and covered his face with his arms, and said almost inaudibly: "Because You are sick."

He Cheng: ...

It took him a while to realize that Chu Xingyun was not scolding him, but stating the facts.

He Cheng watched him turn the back of his head ninety degrees to the left, and suddenly a very intense emotion surged in his chest.A look of anger or laughter appeared on his face.He clenched his fists tightly, but the light in his eyes was soft and unreasonable. His tone was aggressive, but there was a deep laughter quietly floating in his chest.

"Oh, are you afraid that I will die in the snow after I run out with you?"

Chu Xingyun couldn't lift his head even more when he asked him, and simply buried his head in his arms, like an ostrich fleeing in danger, and said in a muffled voice: "I'm afraid."

He Cheng was like a hydrogen balloon that had been stabbed with a needle. The fire gradually extinguished, and the air gradually dissipated. From the sky of hundreds of turns, around the black mountains and white waters, he landed quietly and steadily...

It seems that Chu Xingyun used a move four or two to push a thousand catties at him, or he used a move to soften the rigidity, and hit his heart with a blow that turned his bone and soft palm, making him lose all strength in his body.

He Cheng couldn't raise his head as if he didn't know how to face him. He buried his head deeply, and put his palms horizontally on his forehead to cover his eyes. The blood color floating on his ears and neck became deeper and deeper, and he remained silent for a long time. Finally, he suddenly raised his eyes to look at Chu Xingyun, his eyes were firmly nailed on the top of the hair exposed in his arms like two grapples, there was a layer of wet red light floating in his eyes, he gritted his teeth and said: "Fart... You have been avoiding me on purpose for a long time. Before New Year's Eve, you avoided me and moved out of my room. Do you think I have forgotten?"

No one answered him, Chu Xingyun didn't say a word as if he was asleep, He Cheng grabbed his shoulder, but unexpectedly touched him, and he fell to the side on the carpet, followed by a steady and orderly breathing Voice.

He Cheng's face was stinky, and he hesitated for a while on the idea of ​​pouring a basin of cold water on him to wake him up, which would hurt him so much that he had no friends. Since today is his birthday, let's save a basin of water, his face was livid. He pulled him up on his shoulders, went up to the second floor and threw him on the bed in his bedroom, changed him into clean clothes to make him sleep more comfortably, then shook off the quilt and threw him on him.

After all this was done, He Cheng stood by the bed with his waist pinched and stared at him covetously, feeling that he was really a great saint. Instead of throwing him out of the window, he even took off his shoes and changed his clothes and waited for him to sleep. The hateful thing is this The bastard doesn't know it, and he doesn't appreciate it. He's a fucking stone in a latrine.

Looking at him one more time, He Cheng felt very heartwarming, especially when he looked back and thought that he had faced this humanoid stone sculpture for more than 20 years, and he didn't know how long he would have to face the day when the iron tree would bloom , He Cheng itched his teeth with hatred, and wanted to smother him with a pillow to death, you and I are done!

Thinking of Chu Xingyun's dull and unknowing comparison of their relationship as a friendship not long ago, He Cheng ignored him at that time and smiled perfunctorily. Now thinking about it, it makes people want to grab him by the collar and growl. : Who the hell is your friendship with gold and jade, what I wait for is gold and stone!

Before he lost his mind and died with Chu Xingyun, he turned off the light in the bedroom and walked out, then took a shower, and fell asleep in the guest room downstairs.

When he opened his eyes the next day, Chu Xingyun found himself lying in He Cheng's room, he was the only one on the bed more than two meters wide, and his clothes had been changed... This is not the point, the point is that he is broken, Can't remember what happened last night.He just remembers drinking so much that he wakes up with a hangover in the morning.

He lifted the quilt and stepped on the carpet with top-heavy bare feet, opened the bedroom door and walked to the second floor guardrail to look down.He Cheng has already changed into his formal attire, and he looks like a dog again.Sitting in the dining room, wiping the dried cream off Little Man's beard with a damp paper towel.Xiaoman squatted on the dining table like an angry little daughter-in-law, with her head downcast and her face sullen.Daman lay on the side, covered in white butter and bread crumbs, and was still gnawing on toys heartlessly.

Chu Xingyun walked down the stairs holding his head, and asked dizzily, "Did you throw them into the cake?"

He Cheng glanced at him: "You don't know what you did last night?"

Chu Xingyun: "...I really forgot" and pointed to the two cats: "I got it?"

He Cheng threw the wet tissue into the trash can, raised his legs, and looked at him calmly: "What else?"

Chu Xingyun is not much better than an amnesiac now, and asked with an ignorant face: "Anything else? What else?"

He Cheng narrowed his eyes, pushed the pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said seriously, "You forgot?"

Chu Xingyun is very clear that his wine quality is not good, and he can do any absurd things if he drinks too much.The most egregious time was a dinner at work at the end of last year. He was so drunk that he bought all the orders of all the customers in the store that night, and no one could stop him.When I woke up the next day and saw the bank payment text message, I almost collapsed.

So he is very uncertain now, looking at He Cheng in a panic, and carefully asking: "What else am I doing?"

He Cheng watched him jump into the pit with his eyes raised, the corners of his lips curled up, his eyes were naked, like a fox leading prey into his cave, he opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Last night you called everyone on your mobile phone to come out, Said that you don't like women, but men. That person is still me...have you forgotten?"

If Chu Xingyun could see his current face, he would be able to see the maximum embarrassment in human facial expressions on his face, and two large characters were written on the whole face: Fuck!

Someone who doesn't care about killing or burying leaves behind a sentence of light wind and light rain and then waves away, regardless of whether someone is being struck by lightning from the sky.

"Oh, right."

He Cheng held the door handle and opened the door, then stopped, turned around and said to him: "You told Yang Shu not to contact you again, I advise you not to call her to explain for now, she probably doesn't want to see you in the near future , and don't want to hear your voice."

The schadenfreude in He Cheng's tone was so obvious that he couldn't help himself laughing outside the door before he had time to close the door, and Chu Xingyun could even hear him whistling.

Chu Xingyun, with a gray and gray face that seemed to be overused, found his mobile phone and turned it on nervously. He really saw several missed calls, which seemed to indirectly confirm what He Cheng said was true. Last night he did Cut off the road for the rest of my life.

The five or six missed calls were all from Fu Yi, and his deputy team did not dare to neglect the missed calls. Chu Xingyun hurriedly dragged his head and called back the call. He was ready to face the storm, and Fu Yi answered it quickly. , The words spoken are indeed comparable to a storm, but it is another matter.

"Liu Jiamin committed suicide by taking poison last night"