Yin Yang paper

Qu Shuo had a dream, a very evil dream.

He dreamed that there were two identical Qu He standing in front of him, both of them were laughing, and the one on the left asked, "Brother, how did my dad die?"

The one on the right replied for him: "It must be related to you."

Qu Shuo wanted to tell him that was not the case, but the two people on the opposite side didn't listen, and stabbed him in the heart one after the other with a knife.

"Hmm..." Qu Shuo panted and opened his eyes, stretched out his hand to cover the position of the heart, the beating frequency inside was very violent, accompanied by the last piercing pain in the dream.

Qu Shuo patted his forehead and turned to look at the person who was sleeping deeply in the crook of his right arm. When Qu He was sleeping, he always pursed his mouth unconsciously, looking like he was asking for a kiss, and occasionally smashed his mouth. In the dream, I dreamed of something delicious, like steamed buns.

Qu Shuo gently brushed off the short hair on Qu He's forehead, and slowly pulled out his numb arm from under his neck.

can not fall asleep.

Lifting the quilt and walking to the window, the hotel is located in the bustling area of ​​Shanghai, outside is lit all night, and the skyscrapers rise up, like a matrix made of reinforced concrete, trapping people, as well as people's hearts.

Qu Shuo stepped on the soft carpet with bare feet, picked up a glass of red wine and drank it all.

He doesn't drink often, and sometimes he will drink a glass when he encounters troubles, and it's just a glass. He remembers Qu Xiaofeng's words: "Wine and sex mislead people."

So when he drank tea, he only pretended to be silent.

And this night, Qu Shuo really wanted to taste what those people said about getting drunk, but when he poured a second cup and lifted it to his lips, the mellow and fragrant taste didn't quite satisfy him. , but even more disappointed, after thinking about it, I gave up and put it aside.

Qu Shuo looked at his own face reflected in the window, thought about it and still thought of Han Fuling.

The sister he had never met, a person he thought had died in a different place.

Qu Shuo's memories of his childhood only stayed in the last car accident and fire, and he still heard the name Han Fuling from Qu Xiaofeng.

Thinking of his adoptive father, Qu Shuo couldn't help turning his head to look at Qu He who kicked the quilt away on the bed. He wasn't sure if Qu He would blame him for this, although in fact Qu He and Qu Xiaofeng had almost no relationship, but that was also His titular father.

To a large extent, it was Qu Shuo who acquiesced in Qu Xiaofeng's death.

The Han family was originally rooted in the north. Qu Shuo's biological parents had done good deeds all their lives. After giving birth to Han Fuling, they went to the Guanyin Temple to beg for a son because they wanted both children.

How is the physical strength of pure yang?Qu Shuo himself didn't know, but all kinds of ghosts and ghosts really came to the door.

Harvesting yang to replenish yin, refining alchemy with blood, and immortality. . .

Qu Shuo couldn't help laughing when he heard the reasons why those people were coveting. The world is so big that such absurd remarks can be tolerated.

Qu Xiaofeng said: "My son is too evil, I don't expect him to promote the Qu family in the future, I only ask you to save his life, the rest is up to fate."

"What about the conditions?"

"The people who chased and killed your parents back then I found three people, and all the way they begged for your company. It's easy to say, I will let them go bankrupt immediately. The other two people begged for you, but one of them has a background from there. , The things I’m tracking are broken, the condition I want to exchange with you is that I will personally go to Japan to kill those people for you, how about it?”

Qu Shuo agreed, and he had no reason to refuse, which also meant that on the day he bid farewell to Qu Xiaofeng, both of them knew in their hearts what the outcome would be.

Qu Xiaofeng is not a god, he just brought a heart of perishing together, almost single-handedly went to other people's territory.

"This is the agreement between me and you, and the adoptive father will definitely fulfill it to the end." Qu Xiaofeng patted Qu Shuo's shoulder, and in front of Qu Shuo, a smile that he hadn't seen for more than 20 years appeared, which almost made Qu Shuo want to hold him back. Tell him not to go.

In the end, Qu Shuo waited for a corpse and news that the head of the other consortium was blown to pieces.

Qu Shuo lowered his eyes, it was he who acquiesced to Qu Xiaofeng's death.

At the same time, another thought inevitably popped up: Where did Han Fuling come from?

Zhou Xubai said that he came from an American casino. This should be true, but it is absolutely impossible for Han Fuling to live in the United States all the time. Those people who planned the car accident at the beginning were only because they found out that the child they took away was fake, not them. The pure yang body he was looking for, so why was Han Fuling sent to the United States?

Qu Shuo squinted his eyes and looked at the black floor outside through the glass window. Yes, Han Fuling clung to Zhou Xubai's body to return to China, but for the purpose?Couldn't someone like Zhou Xubai, who hides his thoughts so deeply, see it?Why are you still engaged to her?Who is this for?

Too many questions, Qu Shuo rubbed his temples irritably, for fear that an accident would make Qu He his second self.

Just when he was a little tired and wanted to go back to bed for a while, a black shadow floated past the window, and it really floated past Qu Shuo's eyes.

This is twenty floors.

Qu Shuo was stunned for a second and immediately reacted and pulled down the window. A man in a black cloak stopped there in the middle of the twenty-story building. Qu Shuo felt chills for a while: "Human or ghost?"

The thing didn't speak, it just floated closer to Qu Shuo, almost face to face, Qu Shuo could clearly see the patterns on his cloak under the moonlight.

But at this time, the thing slowly raised its hand and took off the large cloak to reveal its face, showing a smile on Qu Shuo's shocked expression, then turned around instantly and drifted away into the night.

Qu Shuo still maintained the posture of pulling the window, and the other hand was ready to fight him, but it was frozen by his side for a long time.

The cold wind in the middle of the night blew through the open window, Qu He on the bed snorted a few times and rolled himself into the quilt, Qu Shuo slowly stood up and closed the window again, but the fingers holding the handle kept shaking.

His eyes were a little dry, maybe it was caused by the wind, Qu Shuo let out a breath and closed his eyes, but he was watching the replay of the scene just now.

Crazy, he thought, how is that face possible?How could it be Qu Xiaofeng? !

"Huh? Brother..." Qu He finally got up in a daze, touched the chilly blanket beside him and looked at Qu Shuo who was in a daze by the window, "What are you doing?"

Qu Shuo was stunned, licked his lips and said, "Ah, it's okay, close the window, why are you awake?"

"Cold." Qu He patted the bed beside him: "Come here, give me a hug."

When Qu He was sleepy, he liked to act like a baby unconsciously, like a kitten, gently scratching your palm with its small paws, making it feel numb.

Qu Shuo turned on a small lamp at the head of the bed, turned on the bed and put Qu He into his arms: "Go on to sleep."

Qu He frowned, Qu Shuo was too cold, his arms and legs were almost icy, it was definitely not like he got out of bed and closed the window just now.

Qu He raised his head calmly and looked at Qu Shuo's raised chin when he was leaning on the head of the bed, but Qu Shuo's eyes were still looking out of the window with some vigilance.

His heart moved, Qu He put his legs on Qu Shuo's and intertwined them, and his fingers dishonestly traced Qu Shuo's arms in circles: "Brother... do you have something on your mind? Come out and listen."

Qu Shuo looked at his little movements amusedly, pinched his nose and pinched him: "No, I just slept too much and couldn't fall asleep."

"Really?" Qu He naturally didn't believe it. Qu Shuo had hardly had a good night's sleep. A few nights ago, Qu He was awakened several times by his messy sleep talk, but he never dared to ask and didn't want to give Qu Qu Shuo was under too much pressure, but today Qu Shuo met his sister again, which seemed to add to his troubles.

"Brother, you can't treat me like a child. It's not that I'm ignorant. You have to tell me so I can help you." Qu He said softly, poking the muscles on Qu Shuo's arm bit by bit with his fingers, but his tone was a little bit stuffy.

Qu Shuo didn't know what to say, and couldn't see Qu He's distressed look, so he turned over and put his arm next to Qu He's ear with a sigh: "How can you help me?"

Qu He looked at Qu Shuo from this angle, his brows and eyes were rare and soft, his sleep-pressed hair hung limply against Qu Shuo's flesh and half covered his eyes, Qu He stared at him with wide eyes, but he didn't know where to put his eyes. Helplessly supporting Qu Shuo's chest with both hands, he grabbed his drooping nightgown and poked inside. The lean muscles were slightly arched due to the support of his arms, and when viewed along the neckline, they just fell on the position of the abdominal muscles. , with the breathing still rising and falling in an orderly manner.

Qu He swallowed his saliva, his earlobe was red and dripping blood, since the last time the two of them confessed their love, there were only kisses, hugs and petty touches, they were entangled in chores and sleeping every day was just sleeping in a pure embrace, but today , At this moment, Qu He really felt what it means to be visible but not eatable, and how stupid it feels to have your man sleeping next to you every day but not wanting to sleep with him.

Qu He turned his head and looked at the small dim light, why is the light so ambiguous: "That's right, you tell me, I'll help you find a way..."

"Oh?" Qu Shuo reached out and touched Qu He's earlobe, then ran his index finger along Qu He's cheek, paused to draw a circle at the protruding Adam's apple, and watched Qu He's Adam's apple swell up and down with satisfaction. Move and swallow.Qu Shuo's eyes were filled with light, and he continued to walk unhurriedly to the open neckline of the nightgown. The collarbones on both sides were particularly protruding, causing Qu Shuo to trace back and forth.

Why are you still playing?Qu He moved his body with a bitter face, but was held down by Qu Shuo, and the two of them got closer. Qu Shuo's leg had already lifted the hem of Qu He's nightgown and rubbed it in. The smooth leg muscles rubbed against Qu He. At the base of the thigh, light the fire slowly.

"Hmm...brother?" Qu He subconsciously wanted to run, but Qu Shuo pulled him back, taking the opportunity to put his legs between Qu He's legs.

this pose. . .It was very uncomfortable, Qu He moved his butt, and felt that there were dozens of meanings in Qu Shuo's smile now.

"Aren't you going to help me?" Qu Shuo asked.

Qu He's lips trembled: "It's not this gang..."

"Oh? Which gang is this gang?"

Qu He didn't know how to answer, all he could think about was a villain with devil wings who was smiling and trying to poke his ass with a fork.

"Gudong." Qu He swallowed loudly.

Qu Shuo couldn't help laughing, lowered his head and grabbed Qu He's hands by his ears to fix them, and leaned over to pick his lips. At first Qu Shuo just wanted to tease him, thinking that Qu He was so shy. The appearance was so delicious, but when he really kissed him, he found that he had put a cover on himself, and part of the quilt fell under the bed, and the other half was on his back, and the other half was pressed by Qu He.The surrounding was very quiet, only the small light was still on, but it was a bit ambiguous, and even the color of the person looking down turned pink.

Qu He subconsciously raised his head and was forced to kiss Qu Shuo, panting and making a series of small sounds, which were infinitely magnified in Qu Shuo's ears by the quiet night.

As a result, Qu Shuo suffered a tragedy.

Qu He opened his eyes bewilderedly, his eyes were filled with mist, and looked at Qu Shuo who had moved away for no reason: "Brother?"

Qu Shuo let go of his hand in embarrassment, pretended to cough and wanted to get up: "I, go get some water."

Qu He blinked, moved his waist, and bumped into something hot.

"..." Qu He is not a fool, nor is he a three-year-old child, his face was hot, but he pulled Qu Shuo back who was about to get up: "They all said that I helped you."

He muttered softly, but Qu Shuo heard: "You..."

"Ah, that's what it means." Qu He turned his head away unnaturally, and grabbed Qu Shuo's fully open collar with his fingers, without making any tweaks: "Besides, I'm not unresponsive."

Qu Shuo walked down Qu He's waistline under the quilt, and when he encountered another heat source, he bent his lips and smiled, and slowly clenched it.

Qu He let out a muffled snort.

"I wanted to coax you to sleep, but now it seems that I need to spend more time coaxing you." Qu Shuo reached out and turned off the small light, throwing away all the troubles in his head.

Alcohol is not intoxicating, people are self-intoxicated.

The night is still long, and as for what other troubles will be added tomorrow, it is tomorrow's business.

The author has something to say: testing on the edge of danger. . .