After the white moonlight cuts the black

"woke up?"

Yan Hui's eyelids trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Zhao Hao was sitting on the bedside flipping through "Journey to the West" which he had barely progressed by one percent.

The papers rubbed against each other, making a noise like gravel falling, and Yan Hui smelled the smell of wine.

It was the sourness emitted by the inferior beer after it had been left to cool overnight, as if the body had started to rot from the inner core, but due to an unknown reason, it swelled and became hot.

Yan Hui gradually adapted to the brightness of the room, turned her head and looked out of the window.

Different from the vicious extravagance that Zhao Hao usually likes, in this room there is only a square depression dug out on the wall, which is used as a bay window.

There are cans of wine swaying here and there on the window sill, which is very common, and a bottle of dried flower incense is mixed into it wonderfully.

It's just that the liquid at the bottom of the bottle is yellow and clear, which is obviously not a serious fragrance.

Perhaps Zhao Hao poured "water" on it after drinking too much, but at least he didn't regard perfume as a rescue drink.

Yan Hui thought it was quite interesting, so she smiled softly, her lips were wet, not dry and flaky as she should be after falling asleep.

"What did you feed me?" Yan Hui asked, Zhao Hao shook the wine jar at hand, turned the book again, Yan Hui turned his head to look at the dried flower again, and said, "I have taken medicine before. .”

Zhao Hao smiled indifferently: "Then you are going to die soon."

This person has never tabooed about these things, but he clearly has the temperament of asking someone to look at Feng Shui before buying a house.

Yan Hui ignored him no more, and focused on admiring the dried flower soaked in the unknown liquid composed of alcohol and perfume.

Zhao Hao stuck a cold wine bottle to his face.

"I lied to you."

Yan Hui didn't show any emotion at all, Zhao Hao suddenly felt dull, kicked off half of his shoes and lay down on the bed.

This bed was too small, even if Yan Hui wasn't the tall and burly type, it would still be very crowded to lie with another big man.

Zhao Hao unceremoniously pushed him inside, hugged him and sucked violently, as if burying his head in the soft belly of an animal.

"Very tired?" Yan Hui felt Zhao Hao's tiredness. He smelled of tobacco and alcohol, as if he had eaten a banquet for seven days and seven nights.

Zhao Hao didn't use much strength to confine his arm, but it was very heavy. He nodded vaguely, complaining about the distress of being a part-time job.

Maybe he really regards her as his wife now, ignoring that he is carrying someone back from another man. This is a very ordinary, even a bit weird and warm scene.

Yan Hui tried to struggle with the rope on his wrist, but it didn't work.

In fact, he is no stranger to this experience, and he can't even perceive fear.

When he was going crazy before, Zhao Hao tied him like this, used the most primitive way to suppress the lunatic, bound his hands and feet, sealed his mouth, and trapped him in any limited space until he was exhausted and cried out His throat was ruptured and his body was dehydrated, so help was given.

Because they couldn't tell the difference between injury and rescue, when Yan Hui was "treated" by Dr. Xu, they couldn't tell whether it was a human or a ghost.

So when he finally woke up and realized that that person was actually Zhao Hao, he was really surprised for a moment.

"I'm so tired." Zhao Hao seemed to be a decade younger in an instant, he hugged Yan Hui stickily and called his wife that I was so tired, the "Journey to the West" was torn between them, and Yan Hui was half closed Eyes closed, whispered: "Yes."

It took a lot of effort to understand Zhao Hao's narration, and the unresolved alcohol made his tongue especially knotted.

But Yan Hui understood, according to what Zhao Hao said before, it is probably that there are some common languages ​​that can always be found among lunatics.

In fact, there are almost no narrations that Yan Hui cannot understand. His insight into human details is one of the reasons why Dr. Xu is willing to treat him.

What is related to Zhao Hao is nothing more than the affairs of the Qin family. Apart from the work part, Yan Hui actually heard some gossip.

The general idea is that after the heir of the Qin family disappeared, he found a good friend outside, and then that good friend disappeared. Because he offended Ni Lin, Dr. Xu and the representatives of the elders group became cannon fodder, and Zhao Hao also kept turning around for several months.

It sounds like a story of becoming a beauty in anger, but Zhao Hao muttered a series of business terms and financial terms, which were far from his own temperament.

Yan Hui understood the meaning of it, what was crazy about love, what was revenge, it was just a cover for the heir.

The group of elders was a thorn in his side, and this time he was just making use of it.

Long before the heir disappeared, they had already planned this change, but at that time it was not the reason, the so-called love was not as thin as a morning mist.

"Damn |, it's really big to play, the stray bullets are past my head, I thought I wouldn't survive this time."

Zhao Hao kicked the quilt cursingly, kicking on Yan Hui's calf.

Yan Hui took a deep breath, and moved in a few minutes. Zhao Hao grabbed him arrogantly, and pressed him into his arms. ?”

After realizing that Zhao Hao is now in a half-fragmented state, this kind of overly concise words will make him very irritated, so Yan Hui added a sentence: "So what do you mean now? You came back to life, and the Qin family won. , I don’t need to be your widow, but to be buried with you.”

"You should marry the goddess of true love you mentioned back then, instead of looking for me." He tried hard to pull out a hand, the skin on the wrist was damaged and red, "find me for fun."

Zhao Hao seemed really amused, he laughed so much that the bed shook three times, he knew that Yan Hui didn't usually speak like this.

But if he uses the tone he is used to, he will definitely get beaten. People have the characteristic of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, and Yan Hui can adjust the way of speaking, which means that he is indeed awake.

"Now I feel that school belle goddesses are not as comfortable as flat-chested men."

Zhao Hao lay sprawled beside him, his arms and legs were so heavy that Yan Hui couldn't breathe.

"And she's married, twins. I'd say her family has this breed."

But Zhao Hao's words are not shocking and endless, which makes him even more out of breath.

Yan Hui lifted her thin lips, and started a conversation with Zhao Hao's behavior pattern: "You said it yourself, if you die, you will burn paper every year, first you have to take care of your country mother and three younger siblings, and finally if you are below If you are not happy, even this person will be burned to relieve your boredom."

"If you don't die, your wife and children will be on the bed, and you won't play anymore."

He couldn't control how Zhao Hao played around before marriage, but he knew that he would do what he said.

Yan Hui tried her best to speak as calmly as possible: "In the future, I will have two children, one boy and one girl, and let me name them."

"Then are you up?"

"Get up." Yan Hui actually replied seriously: "The boy's name is Jing Xing, and the girl's name is Yaxin."

Zhao Hao repeated the two names several times: "It's very common, I thought you would come up with a lot of new words with particularly tricky meanings."

Yan Hui shook her head: "The advantage of the uncommon name is that you won't be frequently called upon when you are studying."

Zhao Hao laughed loudly, patted Yanhui's back, feeling the muscles around the bone tense, he pretended not to notice, "What about you, what does your name mean?"

Zhao Hao was obviously drunk, otherwise he wouldn't have talked nonsense with him.

"Actually, I haven't had time to talk about it." Yan Hui looked at the ceiling, "My surname is the pronunciation of the smoker, not Yanzi's Yan."

Zhao Hao didn't answer for a long time.

Yan Hui thought that he would suddenly get violent, but after waiting for a long time, there was no movement from him.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Hao said slowly, "Really?"

After a moment of silence: "So your name is actually like 'ashtray'."

"Yes, when I was born, my dad always smoked in front of my mom. If he couldn't quit, my mom got angry and lied to him that a fortune teller gave me this name."

Zhao Hao, who talks a lot, needs to use more words to deal with it: "Actually, she is not. She is just angry. One is to get angry with my father, and the other is to want to have a child completely, one that belongs to him alone, a boy."

And Yan Ran's name was a coincidence, it sounds so similar to "Sweet Smile".

Yan Ran once regarded this as a consolation, but in fact there was no such meaning.

She is not as lucky as Li Fan.

Zhao Hao was really persuaded and seemed to start thinking about the child's problem.

Yan Hui waited quietly.

Zhao Hao suddenly burped: "I really like men, and I want to get married."

"No." Yan Hui held back his trembling: "No."

People like Zhao Hao can play freely, but he has a little tradition in his bones. It is not his style to keep the red flags at home and flutter the colorful flags outside. Yan Hui even feels that he will be fearful of internal affairs in the future.

He said that in the future, he would find a wife to live his whole life.

He said that he would change hands of Yanhui in the future.

For example, Dr. Xu is very interested in him. After 30 years in the Qin family, there will always be someone who can take care of him.

"That's called fraudulent marriage." Yan Hui gritted her teeth: "People who love to play are not suitable for marriage, and marriage has—"

"Exclusiveness." Zhao Hao covered his mouth, and the high-ranking title fell into Yan Hui's ear.

The smell of tobacco and alcohol flowed down his palm into Yan Hui's mouth and nose, and Yan Hui struggled uncomfortably.

"Aren't you one of Lao Tzu's people, except that you can't give birth to me, it's not much worse."

Zhao Hao doesn't want to listen to Yan Hui's nagging now, he is very happy when he said it himself: "Do you know why I came to you?"

Yan Hui's eyes dimmed.

"Boss Qin also asked me this question. On the day his friend disappeared, I returned it as it was, and he looked very emotional. He was more tired than the kind of TV series you wrote. Guess what he said ?”

Yan Hui gave me a look that you are going to smother me to death.

"He said, because that person is impossible to meet... What's next?"

"...I can't ask for it."

Yan Hui escaped from his palm, suppressed his breath, and tried not to make any movement that caused associations, Zhao Hao praised: "Your brain is easier to use than before."

"It can't be seen that Qin is always a master of literature and art." Yan Hui complained, thinking that Zhao Hao seemed to be touched by the experience of this life-and-death game.

"I remember it all," he said.

Zhao Hao was surprised: "Then are you insane now, or are you completely cured?"

Yan Hui was silent for a moment, when he was about to speak again, Zhao Hao suddenly bit his lips, it was a bloody kiss, Yan Hui tasted the fishy sweetness, turned his head to avoid it.

Zhao Hao repeated what he had neglected again: "Is it so unhappy to live with me?"

The dispute that Yan Hui tried his best to avoid was easily broken by this kiss. He knew in his heart that Zhao Hao should not be angered by others, but he also clearly knew that having a relationship meant that everything was irreversible.

"Sorry." Yan Hui said softly, "I don't love you, and you don't love me either."

Zhao Hao's hand moved around his neck, and he miraculously lowered his voice, it was like a lover's babbling.

"I like that about you."

He chuckled: "I don't believe what you believe in, and I don't believe in what you believe in. It's really damn good."

The confusion in Zhao Hao's eyes dissipated, and he stared at it like a beast staring at its prey. Yan Hui's breath tightened, and he was ready to deal with his pounce at any time.

"The things you are writing, do you know what the real thing is like? Men, women, gay circles, lady circles, you have never seen it, you just believe in the illusory--love? I am typing a phone call, there are more than a dozen men who are willing to climb on my bed, are they trying to get my money? Not all of them, they just like to play."

"They use you as a target. The more you pay attention, the happier they will be, and they are still thinking about how to continue to use you. Where are you pursuing in those circles?"

"The love you hope for doesn't exist in a chaotic place. The most important thing you cherish is that they just think that playing is the way to entertain life, and there is a way out. Playing is not in conflict with marrying a wife and having children. "

Zhao Hao's alcohol smelled in Yan Hui's ears: "I can take you to see, I really want to see how you look after seeing it..."

"I know." Yan Hui looked at him, "Didn't I just try the craziest 'game play'?"

Zhao Hao fell silent, and said after a while, "Who is it?"

"Your ex-lover." This time he was sober, "If you want to deal with it, if you don't want to, please don't interfere with me."

"What if I don't?"

Yan Hui knew that Zhao Hao was going crazy from hangovers, and there was no possibility of communication at all.

He put away that set of patterns, "And, just because I know... this is obsession? I'm not targeting the so-called 'circle'. The formation of a circle has no rules, and then it has its own rules, but whether these rules are good or bad , The good ones should be preserved, the bad ones should be destroyed, and then re-established."

Yan Hui propped herself up on her arms, and looked at Zhao Hao: "It doesn't matter if it's implicit satisfaction, or a group representative, but the intention is not to confuse people, nor to indulge the circle, but to convey to the confused, or It’s people who don’t want to join forces, they’re not abnormal, they’re just trying to get more people to accept them... and once new rules are established, the bad customs in the circle will always disappear.”

His tone became even a little vicious, "I also know... what the distorted guidance will bring, but there are both advantages and disadvantages. I believe it will get better, and I am doing my best... I have seen the hidden filth in the circle. Kuu, that doesn't mean I have to deny my insistence...uh!"

Yan Hui bit Zhao Hao's lips, preventing his encroachment, Zhao Hao raised his hand high, Yan Hui opened his eyes, as if he was about to resist the slap.

And he did bear it down, his lips were stained with blood from everyone.

It can't be good from the beginning.

"You are more stubborn when you wake up than when you went crazy..." Zhao Hao cursed, "You are not even afraid of death, why are you stubborn, what are you worrying about?"

Yan Hui said: "That was before." He said word by word: "Now I am stubborn."

Zhao Hao nodded in satisfaction: "That's good. If you're not good today, I'll call someone over and let you try again...that kind of play."

The author has something to say: Nothing can happen, it's almost the end of the abuse here...