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The two chose to shut up tacitly.

This time is not suitable for saying anything, or in other words, it is not a situation where the two of them can say a few words at all.The repressed emotions in the heart cannot be cut off by the words, and only in the heavy breathing of the head can everything between them seem to be really forgotten.

Forgot, but not without it.

So we can only pretend that we can't see who the other person is, pretend that we can't speak, pretend that we don't recognize the other person and at the same time prevent the other person from recognizing us.Self-deception.

Think of this innocence as a mutual comfort between strangers.

Su Shen can be Su Shen, and Song Hailin can also be Song Hailin, but the one who kisses Su Shen cannot be Song Hailin, and the one who touches Song Hailin cannot be Su Shen.

But unfortunately, the door was slammed behind their backs, and the clothes were taken off one by one, one was Su Shen and the other was Song Hailin.

So, as long as Su Shen can't recognize that it's Song Hailin, and Song Hailin can't recognize that it's Su Shen, that's fine, and they can struggle desperately to quench their thirst.

Song Hailin didn't even dare to call "Brother".

He even dared to take a peek at Su Shen who was kneeling beside the bed from between his eyelashes.

One glance, quietly, just one glance.

Take another look, and make sure you don't look more.

One more look, and no more.

Or, take another look.

One last look.

One last look, guaranteed to be the last.

Again, a glance.

One glance after another, never wanting to stop.He was like a kindergarten kid who had no self-control, holding a jar of inedible candy, couldn't help opening his head, and the defense line collapsed and couldn't be erected again.

He raised his neck to meet Su Shen, leaned his eyes firmly behind his ears, and closed them.

Su Shen's home is very simple, so simple that it's a bit too simple. There is an outer room and an inner room. The outer room used to be the storefront of a small clinic. After Su Shen moved in, she didn't bother to clean up. The shelf in the bookcase was used as a bookshelf, and only the lower floors were used as far as he could get.There was a desk outside, and the rolled-up vision chart stuck to the wall was never removed.

The inner room was originally the lounge of the clinic. It is not big, with a bed, a TV and a wardrobe.

The light shines from the curtain into the house, it can't block the light during the day, and it's useless at night. When the two of them entered the door, the curtain was still loosely closed. It must be that Su Shen was in a hurry to leave and didn't have time to pull it open.

Looking at it this way, Su Shen's attitude towards life is still the same as when he was a child, muddling along and not changing much.

He is not a person who is good at taking care of himself, and he doesn't care much about the quality of life, so he is willing to deal with things on the surface.

Song Hailin lay on the bed for a while, then suddenly stretched out his foot and hooked open the wardrobe door.

Most of the clothes in the closet are set up and hung inside. Looking at it, the clothes are also exquisite and well-matched, which is out of tune with this room.If this room belongs to Su Shen at first glance, and it is completely sloppy with his personality, then the clothes in this cabinet have no sign that they belong to Su Shen except for the size.

Song Hailin raised his eyebrows, and pulled out a fat-looking printed white T-shirt from the corner inside. Before putting it on, he forced himself to stop his blind analysis of occupational diseases.

Su Shen leaned against the window and smoked the box that Song Hailin smoked at the door just now, watching him stretch the loose-fitting short sleeves into a normal fit, and sighed while exhaling.

Neither of them spoke.

After Song Hailin put on the short sleeves, he leaned on the pillow half dead and connected the phone to the data cable, waiting for the phone to wake up with the flickering screen trying to refuse.

Su Shen was still on the edge of the window, with his face sideways in a daze, probably only seeing the stainless steel window frame, but he still seemed to be fascinated by watching a movie, motionless.

As soon as the phone was turned on, the notifications on the screen immediately sounded one by one before they could all be heard. Song Hailin was in a hurry and was so annoyed that he pressed the middle button hard, and the two collided. The phone couldn't respond and was stuck on the spot. .

After wandering around for a few minutes, it automatically turned off and on again.

This time, Song Hailin's memory grew, and he held himself back from touching the phone. When the phone was finally turned on, he was about to unlock it when the ringtone suddenly rang.

Su Shen was startled, and subconsciously looked towards Song Hailin, meeting his gaze.

Score at the touch of a button.

"Second boss, you finally turned on the phone." Joker Xue's voice was on the phone.

"What's wrong?" Song Hailin secretly glanced at Su Shen again.

"It wasn't his boyfriend that Zhou Qian met before she died, it was that boyfriend's wife," Xue Zhimu flattered Song Hailin by the way, "Boss, you have cheated on your case-guessing skills, what you say is right."

"Small poor," Song Hailin purposefully said, "It's not me who opened the cheat, but you or a tourist player. Practice more and try to get a place in the internal test, Xue Chao. You continue to talk."

Joker Xue said in his heart that you are several layers poorer than me, but he didn't say it, and confessed honestly, "Zhou Qian's boyfriend's wife is called Zhuang Shu. After she found out that there was someone like Zhou Qian, she used her husband's WeChat to send Zhou Qian I made an appointment at the intersection of Le'an Street and Mitsui Hutong, and beat her to vent my anger, because Zhou Qian was worried that Zhou Qian was still with a child, so I didn't make things difficult for her. According to Zhuang Shu, she didn't stay for 5 minutes. gone."

Song Hailin frowned and subconsciously touched the cigarette. When he touched the glasses case on the bedside table, he realized that it was at Su Shen's house. He withdrew his hands, rolled up the edge of his T-shirt and made small movements, "Did Zhuang Shu drive over? The dash cam Do you have?"

"Second boss!" Xue Zhimu suddenly raised his voice, and Song Hailin was startled by the breathy voice that came out of the receiver, "You are amazing—the driving recorder has checked it, and what she said is indeed true. "

"Mitsui Hutong is an old neighborhood, and there is a blind spot for surveillance, so the clues are cut off like this?" Song Hailin muttered, "No, why did Zhuang Shu invite Zhou Qian to a place without a camera? Coincidence?"

Su Shen heard him speak, and looked up at him inexplicably.

"So the boss asked me to call you back for a meeting." Joker Xue said.

"Go back right away." Song Hailin held the phone in one hand, picked up the pants on the ground and put them on, and said into the phone while putting them on, "Tell me the specific condition of the driving recorder."

He was originally dressed in short sleeves and rolled into a ball on the ground, with some unknown liquid stained on it. After he put on his pants and shoes, he picked up a small ball and threw it directly into the trash can next to him, then rushed to Su Shen. After taking a look, he pointed to the clothes on his body, and then pointed to the door.

Su Shen nodded, but said nothing.

Neither of them spoke.

Like a sense of ritual, we are all strangers, pretending not to know each other and not speaking.

Su Shen came back to his senses when the door opened and closed, and the sound was so loud that people could no longer remember whether it was shaking three times or four times.

He came here just now.

Fate this thing, it's really fun.

But fun things generally don't stand up to scrutiny.

Su Shen himself couldn't tell what was entangled between the two of them, it was like a mess, and he couldn't figure it out at all, and he didn't want to sort it out.He doesn't hate Song Hailin, he has some resentment, but as far as the point goes, he really hasn't figured it out enough to use the mistakes of the previous generation to punish others.I can't express his emotions because there are too many things mixed in.

Most of the time, he felt guilty, humble, and unworthy of Song Hailin who was so deeply rooted that he couldn't describe it.

Song Hailin's father and his gang killed his parents and made him paralyzed for the rest of his life. This was not enough, even his grandma was not spared.

Song Hailin loves him, tolerates him, protects him, and even saves him.

Can't tell.

One life, or three lives and one leg, is not more important, it is incomparable.

Both of them understood this truth.

There is too much space between them.Those tangled strands of filaments are tightly tied with buttons stronger than dead knots, lying in the middle, covering a distance longer than a lifetime.

Grace, hatred, love, sex.

Ren Shi is the same enough to occupy the mind heartily for a lifetime, let alone the time of swarming.

He looked at the ball of black short-sleeves in the trash can, and suddenly felt a burst of unspeakable despair.

After the earthquake, I obviously left you behind!I left while you were still lying in the hospital uncertain of life or death.Just because of the monstrous resentment I had for your father at that time, and because I felt more self-conscious that I wasn't good enough for you.Then, I go.

It was not someone else who threw you on the hospital bed, it was me, it was the person you pushed step by step on the way to school hundreds of thousands of times, it was the person you had prepared for several days to do a The person at the fireworks birthday party is the person you once saw and called "Brother" with twinkling eyes, the person you once risked your life to save in the earthquake at your own expense.

once.

Then, that person is even stingy waiting for you to wake up.It's because he selfishly concealed hatred in front of his eyes, and he didn't want to see other traces of sincerity.

don't you hate him

Don't you hate him? Don't you disgust him?

Do you still love him after reuniting after all these years?

Not worth it really.

I'm not worthy of you, since childhood.

The two feel guilty for each other.

No one is better than anyone else.

It wasn't until he had smoked the pack of cigarettes to the bottom that he raised his head and looked at his phone in a daze.

I didn't pay much attention, the sky outside was already dark, and the flashing on the screen of the phone was a memo reminder.

Almost delayed the business.

He opened the closet, picked out a well-built suit, and put it on slowly. After wearing it, he scratched his hair and sprayed some perfume on the cuffs.

He waited for a while, and it wasn't long before a car stopped in front of his house.

There was no movement in the car, just parked here, no one got out.

Su Shen opened the rear door by herself, propped herself up on the seat and sat in the car, moved to one side, and stretched out her hand to pull the wheelchair in.After everything was tidied up, a thin layer of sweat broke out on the back, the air conditioner in the car was fully turned on, and the sweaty hot air was offended by the cold air penetrating in, so she followed the side cool not to be outdone, Su Shen put He wrinkled his back uncomfortably.

Qu Shiran lay on the steering wheel and whistled at him, "I have to say, my eyesight is very good."

"That's because I have a good background, and I look good even in torn linen." Su Shen smiled with her chin propped on one hand.

Qu Shiran slammed the gas pedal out, dodging him on purpose, and he hit the front seat all of a sudden, and his neatly scratched hair was rubbed together.

"It's all right, don't worry about the messy hair on your head." Qu Shiran glanced at him from the rearview mirror, "Anyway, you can't catch it yourself, I will tidy it up for you."

Su Shen ignored him, and brushed up the strands of hair that were drooping on her forehead.

"Actually, you'd feel better if you wore glasses, you gentle scum." Qu Shiran was at the front for nothing to say.

Su Shen exchanged a glance with him in the rearview mirror, and said, "I'm short-sighted."

"Why haven't I seen you wearing glasses?"

"Plastic black-rimmed glasses more than ten years ago, I'm afraid they will disgrace the clothes you bought." Su Shen leaned back.

Qu Shiran concentrated on watching the road, as if he didn't hear him speak.

When he waited for the red light, he turned his head to look at Su Shen, picked up the watch in the glove box, leaned back, and stretched the safety belt a lot.He grabbed Su Shen's wrist, and buckled up the cool dial connected with the leather strap, "It's time to put on the agenda to get you glasses."

He stared at Su Shen, this face was most suitable for wearing glasses to hide his gaze underneath, with a cruel and inhuman expression that seemed perverted and bad.Unfortunately, Su Shen is not such a person.He is gentle and gentle all the time, like a real frail scholar, kind and gentle, occasionally a bit childish and listless.

But he knew it was just like.

Su Shen is not a kind and gentle person.

So sometimes he seems psychologically unbalanced, hoping that Su Shen's appearance can reveal his crippled and crazy inner self.Let's hope this guy isn't deceiving with that innocuous exterior.

It may be that there is a mentality that everyone is drunk and I am alone. This person who is polite in everyone's eyes, in fact, only he knows how dark and dirty his heart is. Everyone has been deceived, and they are all fools.

He was stunned by accident.

He didn't come back to his senses until the cars lined up behind him honked their horns one after another.

Su Shen raised her chin, squinted at him, and said softly, "Get lost."

Qu Shiran flinched, quickly held onto the steering wheel and drove the car out. Only when he was far away did he warm up his thoughts that had been startled by Su Shen, and responded to Su Shen's word "scroll", "Entering the show so much!" Hurry up? Put on the watch and instantly look cool? This watch is from a Japanese manga, right? Change the medium."

Su Shen leaned lazily on the back of the chair, half-closed her eyes.

Qu Shiran resentfully moved his eyes from the rearview mirror.

This feeling is very strange, he clearly knows that Su Shen is pretending, but he still can't help shouting in his heart, this is him, the real Su Shen is not the usual one, the one he wants to pretend is him.

"I saw a strange thing today, maybe a burglar broke into your house?" Qu Shiran said while turning the steering wheel, with a tone of watching a play, "I remember that printed T-shirt I drew by myself before. You are at home, and I accidentally saw it in another place today. Wearing it on someone else. "

Su Shen opened his eyes and said coldly, "Shut up."

The tone is not heavy, but it makes people tremble from the bottom of their hearts, and there is no room for resistance.

Qu Shiran's eyes flickered a few times, and he whispered, extremely pious, and even slightly bent forward, "Yes, master."