Kudo

Su Wan played a saxophone melodiously and soul-stirringly. Wu Xie finished the cigarette on the spot, threw the butt of the cigarette under his feet, crushed it with his feet, and then walked over and said with a smile: "Oh, not far away I traveled thousands of miles to Medog to play the saxophone, and the mood is good. What are you playing?"

""Untitled", the lost secret score of Big Bird Parker, deeply reveals the confusion on the road of life, expresses the helplessness of fate, has meaningful meaning, rich emotion, and is thought-provoking," Su Wan quickly replied, "My dad bought it at the auction. Yes, a legendary saxophone track. If the boss likes it, I can also present a personal recording version of the younger brother—or does the boss have other things?"

"Go straight here, turn around, turn again, the third room on the right - remember?"

Su Wan nodded like a pounding garlic.

"Go copy the books, there are many on my desk," Wu Xie took out another cigarette, "write better."

Su Wan lowered his head embarrassingly: "My little brother can't write well, brother, why don't you ask fat uncle for help."

"Stop talking nonsense, go quickly," Wu Xie lit a new cigarette with sharp eyes, and rubbed Su Wan's head kindly, "One more word, and I'll burn your hair off."

I have no hair, so I want my younger brother to be bald too.Seeing the lighter dangling in front of him, Su Wan dared not speak out, covered his head and ran away.

"This kid is really fucking talented," the fat man said after Su Wan disappeared, "I was not as cunning as he was back then."

"The blind man has a crush on someone." Wu Xie smiled, took a deep breath with his cigarette, and exhaled slowly. "Time is running out. The idiot team is on a business trip recently. When he comes back, I will leave Medog."

The fat man was just about to say that you are fine, why are you swearing at others, when he suddenly realized that Wu Xie was talking about Shabidui, a blue-robed Tibetan, so he continued, "Don't dig things in the snow?"

"It's all said to be Xibei products," Wu Xie shook his head, "It's better to have it than not...but it's useless to have it."

"Is it the ghost seal that my brother gave you?"

Wu Xie flicked the soot, which was a default.

"Don't worry, it will definitely come out in these two days. Who knows if it will be the key, it's hard to come to this point, the safer the better."

"Though there is fineness," Wu Xie patted the fat man on the shoulder, "I've wanted to praise you like this for a long time."

"Fatty, I have many advantages, so you don't need to praise me." The fat man snorted, but his face was rarely solemn, "Xiao Wu, I have to ask you, what will you do if you make a mistake again at this point? "

"It doesn't matter," Wu Xie rolled up his right sleeve flauntingly, with seventeen scars in his eyes, "I have done a lot of evil, causing harm to the world, and Lord Yan dare not accept it. He will help me win. Because once I lose , the troublesome one is him. What's more, I don't think there will be any more mistakes, and the rest of the things, in my eyes, are not as difficult as Yang Hao's coat."

There was never any worry or fear on his face, but only a golden, neurotic extreme self-confidence.

The fat man stared at him for a while.

The naive young gentleman from back then is already old.It's not that he looks much older in appearance, on the contrary, Qilin has slowed down his aging physiologically.Wu Xie's aging lies in his eyes, eyes, expression, and even the sigh after closing his eyes, which makes people feel that he is from a disabled old man.

Remnants of history were introduced into Wu Xie's brain through the fangs of the poisonous snake, and at the same time, more things that had been deposited for thousands of years were poured into him: hatred, indifference, despair, conspiracy... These are the most powerful poisons, no matter naive or fleeting. old.

The fat man remembered that conversation.

"No one wants you to become like this. Many things are not irreversible. What are you afraid of?"

"and then?"

"Then?"

"I just stayed here like this, Wang Meng looked at the ceiling, and I looked at the door? Everything around me was changing, and I smirked at these changes. I don't know when, fate will surprise me again. And at that time , you have already left me one by one, leaving me to face those fists foolishly."

"You're right to think so."

You're right to think so, really.The fat man suddenly smiled: "Do you think, when the Audio-Technica gets together again, will my brother be furious when he finds out that you have robbed him of the limelight?"

Wu Xie was overjoyed: "A patient is making a fuss, let me go and have a good rest. Damn it, his beautiful hair is an eyesore."

At that moment, his eyes were brighter than the bald top of his head, clear and youthful.

Su Wan finished copying three scriptures, it was completely dark, and Wu Xie hadn't appeared yet.He didn't know when he was going to copy it.

After the college entrance examination, I haven't written so many words, Su Wan sighed.That fat man is really not a thing, and nothing good will happen if he follows him all the way.He picked up the fourth book, opened it casually, and suddenly froze.

A note, full of messy drafts.

Su Wan looked at it, and a chill came up behind him.

***

Ever since he felt that he understood Wu Xie's infatuation, Li Cu became very depressed.

On the one hand, it's mourning for the boss, on the other hand, it's sighing for choosing a stupid boss, and on the other hand, it's the black glasses and Xie Yuchen who always treat him as a comedian, and they can't help but laugh when they see him sigh.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with this.At least hearing those laughter and teasing, Li Cu suddenly felt that he was truly alive.

In the more than 200 days since he escaped from Wang's house, he always felt that he was dead.There are no textbooks, no clues from Wu Xie, just dragging a damaged body, recovering extremely slowly, but don't know what to do after recovery, the world seems to suddenly lose its meaning.In this state, he could not be sure of his own life or death.

What is the purpose of living?Just to be different from death.If there is only silence and waiting in life, then it is a fart.

Will Wu Xie die?Li Cu suddenly thought of it.The person who brought him the news of Wu Xie's death was Xie Yuchen, with a calm expression, a calm tone, and clear words. The information was so direct that he couldn't believe it.But don't be kidding, even if Mars hits the earth, that man will still have a way to survive.

The new snow cave has been completed, and Li Cuo is sitting on a new "bed".Xie Yuchen and the black glasses were whispering on the other side, not knowing what they were talking about.Finally, Xie Yuchen walked towards him.

"Time is running out," Xie Yuchen said, "Li Cu, I have a question for you."

"What?" Li Cuo answered smoothly, thought for a while, and asked, "Why is time running out?"

Xie Yuchen shook his head: "Answer me first, Li Cu, have you ever thought about becoming a judge?"

"I'm a science student," Li Cu said inexplicably, "I mean, a purebred science student is also a man of science and engineering when he goes to college."

"Then," Xie Yuchen stared at him closely, "do you think you are upright enough?"

Li Cu thought for a while, then shook his head: "I can't."

"why?"

"I'm still a child," Li Cu smiled, "the rebellious psychology of adolescence...Do you understand rebellion? If you tell me that A is right, I will try my best to favor and verify B."

"Why are you on Wu Xie's side?"

"Wu Xie is crazy," Li Cu replied, "I love the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled."

"In other words, you have an affair." Unlike Li Cu's playful smile, Xie Yuchen's expression was very serious, "You are acting on your emotions."

"Maybe," Li Cu shrugged, "I'm not afraid that you guys will chop me up if I say it now. I thought about it at the beginning, so I might as well tell the Wang family all about Wu Xie's plan. It's not my fault, it's yourselves. Believe me, and I'm just an ordinary person. When facing threats, ordinary people will always choose to save their lives first."

"But—" Li Cuo continued without waiting for Xie Yuchen to speak, "At that time, I suddenly felt that Wu Xie's insanity was much better for me than those men in black who let snakes bite me as soon as they came up. And , I am also a psycho, the neurotic younger brother, I should find a neurotic boss."

Xie Yuchen sighed: "I hope you will remember what you said today."

Li Cu was silent.

"Time is running out. If Wu Xie is not dead, then it will be time for you to meet soon, and he will guide you to take the last step. If he dies, things will be very difficult."

Xie Yuchen bent down and touched Li Cu's head. This action was a bit strange for him, but Li Cu suddenly felt hot in the corner of his eyes.This group of strange middle-aged men are all fit and clear-headed, doing the most elite and most nervous things, they are completely tough guys, but sometimes they can make people feel very gentle.

Li Cu is not a masochist. If Wu Xie is really a landlord who forced him to be involved in the incident, then he is no different from the disgusting Wang family, and he will not submit obediently.There was a reason why he would go to such lengths to leave the Wang family, maybe it was for [-] yuan, maybe it was something else, and he himself preferred the latter.During the closed days of the Wang family, Wu Xie's puzzles were like a spring, keeping him a little bit hungry for the outside world.

To be honest, the Wang family treated him fairly well. Except that he was almost paralyzed and a piece of his head was missing, at least they provided free board and lodging and cram schools, and conducted psychological tests to develop his moral, intellectual and physical development in an all-round way.But Wu Xie is different. Wu Xie is not a slave owner. His charm lies in the fact that he can be taken away unconsciously, instead of being tied up with ropes one after another.

Li Cuo did not learn how to fight and shoot from Wu Xie, nor could he directly obtain the so-called truth, but he grew up in a short period of time and solved seemingly unsolvable problems. The Wang family can also keep their faces unchanged.

It's hard to say whether Wu Xie is good or bad.He must have had innocent blood on his hands, but it cannot be judged that he is not a good person, because he may not have been injured and shed more blood for innocent people.What's more, Li Cu never used the standard of good or bad when dealing with Wu Xie and the Wang family.

He just thinks Wu Xie is more handsome.

"You are all talking about Wu Xie, have you never thought about it, I am the key?" Li Cu looked at Xie Yuchen, "If I am the one who took that step, then I am the most important. What kind of guidance, as long as I am the key?" Strong enough."

"You're interesting." Xie Yuchen knelt down and looked at Li Cu at the same level, "But apart from Wu Xie, no one dares to believe you."

***

"Hahaha Shabidui," Su Wan laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, "Boss, so this is the idiot who is covering you hahahaha!"

The blue-robed Tibetan took a look at Su Wan, and sat on the chair drinking his buttered tea, expressionless.

"I had a good laugh. How many scriptures were copied yesterday?" Wu Xie looked at Su Wan with a half-smile, "If you don't hand in five copies, it may be difficult to see the moon at night."

"Just, exactly three books." Su Wan was startled by his words, "Boss, you didn't say that this is a matter of life and death."

The fat man leaned over with a smile: "The book is not for Wu Xie, of course he won't say it. It's just that this person is away on business for a long time and needs to take a few copies away to keep in mind. I didn't expect that you not only copied less, but also were so ignorant." .”

Many scriptures in the temple are not allowed to be borrowed, Su Wan understands this reason.He glanced at Sha Pidui, a blue-robed Tibetan, and said fearlessly: "So, I only copied three copies, what will happen to him?"

"Guess what's in there?" The fat man pointed to a box that the Tibetan carried with him, and smiled strangely, "It's French fries." After speaking, he pointed at Su Wan's finger inexplicably.

Su Wan was shocked for a few seconds, then lowered his voice: "Is he as crazy as the boss?"

The fat man also lowered his voice and said to him: "Not sure just now, you are dead now."

When Su Wan turned around, Wu Xie smiled brightly at him.He started to move out subconsciously, but was grabbed by Wu Xie. While struggling, a piece of paper fell out of his pocket.

Everyone was stunned for half a second.

"My love letter." Su Wan broke free in panic, and rushed to pick up the piece of paper. "The only love letter I have received in 18 years!"

His image of being funny and guilty is the same as usual, but he doesn't know if it's a psychological effect, he thinks Wu Xie looks at him a little weirdly.

"Oh, love letter," Wu Xie smiled at him, "How about reading such an interesting thing?"

Su Wan put the note back into his pocket to cover it, and said slowly, "Boss, this is privacy."

"What I hate most is that someone maintains the right to privacy in front of me." Wu Xie approached step by step.

Su Wan exchanged glances with him, and realized that he was about to come for real, so he turned and ran away.Wu Xie withdrew his expression and signaled something to the Tibetan. Su Wan felt his neck tighten and was firmly grabbed by a hand. But for a moment, the hand covering his pocket hung down reluctantly.

The note was in Wu Xie's hand.While Su Wan was panting heavily, a broken expression appeared on his face, while Wu Xie calmly opened the note, looked at it for a while, and was stunned.

"Waiting for a door that doesn't open / Fickle eyes, tight lips / Why bother to force and ask... What is this?"

Su Wan lowered his head in embarrassment: "You said it was a love letter."

Wu Xie took the note and read it several times, then nodded with a smile after a moment of silence: "It's well written, did you promise her?"

"No," Su Wan turned his head, showing a sad expression, "She has a terminal illness, and soon—"

The fat man snorted and was about to speak, but saw Wu Xie's expression of annoyance, as if he really realized that he had asked a question that shouldn't be asked.

In a daze, the fat man thought that he had returned to ten years ago, and in front of him was still the bewildered, bewildered, happy and angry young man.He suddenly felt that dealing with these young people seemed not bad.

When Su Wan walked away silently, the Tibetan still sat back and drank tea. The fat man asked Wu Xie, "Don't you usually listen to little songs?"

"Occasionally," Wu Xie replied unexpectedly, "Why, you suddenly want to cultivate your sentiments? Entry-level, listen to Mozart."

The fat man scratched his head: "Do you know what Su Wan was bragging about at that time?"

"Why do you ask this? Didn't he say, "Untitled"."

The fat man was silent for a while, nodded, and decided not to tell Wu Xie the truth.

***

Su Wan walked in the long corridor for a long time, and before he knew it, he came to the courtyard with the stone statue again.

It was similar to what he had expected in advance. There were indeed things written by Wu Xie in the book, and they were very important, but of course it couldn't be a few lines of lyrics. They were just tentative props that Su Wan copied casually.To Su Wan's surprise, when Wu Xie saw the lyrics, apart from being surprised, there were other expressions with deeper meaning.

What did this sentence remind Wu Xie of?Su Wan stared at the stone statue in a daze.He thought he discovered Wu Xie's greatest weakness, which was more deadly than that soft neck,

The note in the fourth sutra is still in its old place.Su Wan recalled those messy handwriting and gently closed his eyes.