Inhibition Marking Committee

"Don't you feel wronged?" Simo asked in a warm voice.

"I'm chasing the person I like, why should I be wronged? No matter how wronged I am, it's worth it."

I am afraid that only a person with a pure temperament and not good at emotional calculations can make such a bold declaration.

"Okay, then you say hello to me, and I'll leave that heartless person and let you run with me." Simo smiled back, with a hint of coaxing.

"Don't worry, my marksmanship is very accurate, and I can hit his forehead with one shot." He boasted proudly.

"Well, I have confidence in you." There is no young man who does not like to hear these words.

As expected, Huan Xiubai's self-confidence swelled, and he put his head on his shoulder without any hesitation.There is a faint fragrance of pine branches on Mr. Xi's clothes, which is different from ordinary incense, it is a faint cold fragrance mixed with the water from the heavy rain and fallen grass leaves.

When Huan Xiubai smelled that scent, it seemed as if he had returned to his true heart, refreshing his lungs and spleen, and relaxing his whole body and mind.He hugged the thin body in front of him tightly, and begged him insatiably: "Ximohui, you can't just say it, you have to give me a deposit to make me feel at ease."

The palm touched the chin, and was about to caress Xi Mohui's face, but Sim Mohui grabbed the wrist to prevent him from moving forward, "Don't touch me."

Huan Xiubai's figure swayed in the darkness.

Xi Mohui couldn't bear to continue hitting him, so he said, "Don't move."

He put his arm around Huan Xiubai's neck, Huan Xiubai opened his eyes wide, but he could only see the blurry outline.He tightened his elbows and hooked Huan Xiubai slightly, which was a covert signal.

The heart in his chest was beating crazily, and the hand on Sim Mohui's waist clenched the corner of his clothes. He didn't know what angle Sim Mohui would come from, and he couldn't imagine how it would be.There was a small hum in his throat because the nerves were too tense. He trembled his lips, pursed them nervously, raised his chin slightly, and waited for the soft and moist touch to come from the peak of his lips. He heard the crackling of his peripheral nerves. There was a loud bang of burning and breaking.

Xi Mo replied...he kissed me...

The phalanx of the clenched fist hurt, Huan Xiubai pushed back even more fiercely.He finally took possession of the treasure locked in the cupboard for himself.

Time stood still around, and when Xi Mohui left him, Huan Xiubai was still unable to move.Soreness, numbness and pain spread from every stretched muscle. He seemed to have slipped and fell into the deep sea, and was gently pulled out of the water. respite.

"Is the deposit enough?" the beautiful voice said with interest.

"Not enough!" Huan Xiubai said with a smile, "Do you know the gunman's business? Forced buying and strong selling. If you have the first time, you have to have the second time. Paying once a day is enough."

The rattling sound of the chain sliding away from him gradually, Simo walked back up the stairs, turned his back to him and said, "You are too greedy."

"It's not greed, it's pursuit." Huan Xiubai argued.

Simo returned him with a chuckle.He also knew he had to go.

Huan Xiubai walked out reluctantly, woke up the coachman, hid behind the pile of sundries in the alley, watched the coachman rub the back of his head strangely, then locked the door cursingly, and rushed back with the last ray of light.

He walked out of the debris pile, stood under the outer stairs, looked up at the small misshapen window, and didn't go up to say goodbye to him.

This window, this door, this wall, one day he will smash them to pieces.

Outsiders wander in the stream of people that intersect day and night, and everyone who passes by can't help but take a look at his radiant and handsome face, which is full of vitality and a smirk of fascination.

He bumped into Xu Aili, who looked at his changes in surprise, said something loudly, and handed him a piece of paper, which he casually put into his pocket.

Walking through the forest park, passing the dry fountain, he saw the tassels decorated in the shop, thought of the man's silky long hair, smelled the smell of the sun baking the grass and trees, thought of the breath of Xi Mohui, but the world's All the good things gathered together are not as good as a light kiss from the lover in the small window.

Back at the hotel, he sat back on the bed, but his soul and consciousness remained in that dark cabin.He went into the bathroom, washed his hands carefully, and then returned to the original place, slowly and slowly raised his hand, first with his thumb, then with his index finger, and carefully touched the edge of the corner of his lower lip.He bit his lip lightly, as if tasting a soft cream cake, and licked it delicately.

He stood up suddenly and paced briskly in the room, as if he had taken a deep hallucinogen, he really couldn't calm down.

How can I forget that he and Simo kissed in the cage an hour ago.

Never possible.

The next day, Huan Xiubai noticed the card.Rather, it is an invitation.

[At 10 o'clock on the 21th of this month, we invite you to watch the classic play of Wuliang Town at the Grand Theater——To the respected visitors from other places, Mr. Huan Xiubai]

Huan Xiubai suddenly saw his name, and a corner of his memory popped up suddenly.He didn't remember that he told Xi Mohui his name at the beginning, how did Xi Mohui know that his name was Huan Xiubai?

Not only that, since he came to the town, he hasn't revealed his name to anyone, even the registration at the front desk of the hostel is a pseudonym for daily walking.

Huan Xiubai was ready to go to the appointment with doubts. Before that, he went to visit Xi Mohui in front of the concrete stairs. This was the first time that Xi Mohui said so little that he was chilled.

He saw that the other party didn't want to continue the chat, and when Xi Mohui asked him to leave for the third time, he really left.

It was dark at night, the Central Grand Theater in Wuliang Town was brightly lit, and gorgeously decorated carriages were passing by in front of the gate.Huan Xiubai was wearing the transitional attire he had just arrived in town, and stuck his big-brimmed hat on his head to hide people's prying eyes.

The sunken theater is in the style of neoclassical carvings, and it is exquisite and pleasant everywhere. If Huan Xiubai has been to the ERD headquarters, he can immediately recognize that this place is undoubtedly a replica of the revision bureau conference hall.

When he appeared at the top of the steps, all kinds of eyes flocked towards him. He saw many familiar faces in his impression. The names of those people seemed to be on his lips, but he couldn't remember them for a while. .The other half were unfamiliar faces, and most of the malicious visits came from these strangers.

"It seems that foreigners are not very welcome here." Huan Xiubai held the card between his fingertips and waved it mockingly.

A servant came over and saluted him stiffly: "Please follow me."

Huan Xiubai was always vigilant, and his hands under the leather coat never left the gun case.Observing the terrain, memorizing the orientation and angle of each seat, the shape of each face, the steps of the Grand Theater, the heavy curtains, and even the square holes on the wall for unknown purposes, all of them are attributed to the brain one by one. The contours of things contribute a warp and weft to the finely darned drawing.

"Welcome~ Welcome, the distinguished guest is here." Someone stood up applauding.The tone that has been trained in vocal music is easy to distinguish in the crowd. Huan Xiubai doesn't like this kind of acquired traces, and he prefers Xi Mohui's natural timbre.

The host of the venue walked over with open arms enthusiastically, Huan Xiubai snorted coldly, pulled out a pistol, and pointed it between the eyebrows of the visitor.Numerous overlapping loading sounds sounded at the scene at the same time.

Xi Mozhi raised his arms gracefully and made a gesture of calmness, and the people with guns in the stands sat down.

"My brother is right. You look okay, but you are too straightforward to be a plaything." Xi Mozhi smoothed the broken hair on his forehead, and looked at Huan Xiubai from the corner of his eyes.

Huan Xiubai smiled instead of anger, raised the butt of the gun, and said casually: "Continue talking."

Xi Mozhi shook his head lightly: "Don't be obsessed with it, did my brother show you his face? No. He is old and ugly, and he can't see people. Only you can still be fooled by him."

Huan Xiubai was indifferent to the content of the conversation: "Is there anything else?"

Xi Mozhi tried his best to persuade: "Someone must have told you the legend. My brother will seduce every stranger who passes by, and you are not the first. He seduces them, and waits for them to be intoxicated in his In a gentle voice," he suddenly changed his expression and added body language, in order to vividly describe the tragic scene, "opened their chests, took out their hearts, held them in their hands and ate them bite by bite."

"However," he added lightly, "if he eats your heart, his disease will be cured, and the last thing he needs is the heart of a foreigner."

After Xi Mozhi finished speaking, he closely observed Huan Xiubai's expression.

Is it anger?Unwilling to be deceived by a bad old man who has lost his beauty, will he rush out to the prison and shoot his brother twice?

Xi Mozhi can't wait to see what happens next.

Unexpectedly, Huan Xiubai thought for a while, and asked seriously: "He has eaten my heart, no matter what disease heals, you can let him out?"

Xi Mozhi's smile froze on his face.

"Ah... yes, but it's best to volunteer voluntarily, after all, you are his antidote." Xi Mozhi perfunctorily found some words to prevaricate.

"Why didn't he tell me?" the gunman asked indifferently.

Xi Mozhi almost laughed at his naivety: "My brother won't let me tell you."

Huan Xiubai slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and said sarcastically, "Second Master Xi, you are full of lies. Didn't Xi Mohui teach you that lying must be half true and half false?"

"Why do I want him to teach?!"

Huan Xiubai played with the bolt, and the sound of click and click shook everyone's heart, "You first say that he treats me as a plaything and wants to eat my heart. Then you say that I need to give my heart, and Xi Mohui doesn't want me to know about it."

"I'm afraid, it's false for him to treat me with emptiness, but it's true to treat me with affection. He's afraid that I'll meet you, not because he's afraid of you personally, but because he's afraid that I will take the initiative to save him after knowing all this."

Xi Mozhi laughed softly: "You are too self-indulgent, you don't know my brother well enough, he is so selfish that even the family doesn't hesitate to use him, there is no moral love at all. Or..." His The tone of the voice became ambiguous on purpose, "Is that voice you are obsessed with?"

Huan Xiubai's fingers holding the gun suddenly tightened, and he slowly pressed the trigger: "Second Master Xi, you have lived for a long time, why don't you understand a truth. It is indeed difficult to distinguish between true feelings and fake intentions, but it is also true. The most difficult thing to hide in this world. No matter how false the outside appearance is, the core I have confirmed is true, and it is true.”

"Bang——" the bullet penetrated Xi Mozhi's shoulder blade, and the huge thrust generated at close range caused him to fall backwards clutching his shoulder.

But he got up in the next second and moved his palm away, and the bullet lay quietly in his palm.Facing Huan Xiubai's cold face, Xi Mozhi laughed loudly and threw the bullet at his feet.

"Have you been fooled by my superb acting skills just now?" He said with a little complacency behind his back.

Huan Xiu remained expressionless: "It's too clumsy."

"That may be due to some flaws in your aesthetics." Xi Mozhi said firmly.He raised his wrist high, turned half a circle in the air, bowed his body to salute, and deliberately created a resonance with his voice with a pretentious broadcast voice: "Next, I and everyone present will perform a wonderful action comedy for Mr. Outlander—— Save the kind brother."

He straightened up and clapped his hands lightly: "In the first scene, the infatuated foreigner voluntarily offered his heart, and the peerless brother enthusiastically helped."

When the words fell, Master Xi's minions had already surrounded Huan Xiubai.

With five bullets left, it is not impossible to break out of the encirclement.

Xi Mozhi reminded loudly: "You all be careful, the position of the knife must be accurate, don't hurt your heart, if my brother tastes bad, you will blame me."

Half of them pointed guns at Huan Xiubai's forehead, and half of them approached him with knives.

In desperation, the exquisite layout of this vast theater and the positions of the characters were completely copied in his mind.The gap between people, the age and reaction speed of the killers, the posture of holding the knife, and the best escape path are all clearly constructed. If the camera is zoomed in, the structure under the floor and the construction structure of the wall panels They are all precious.

In this way, dismantling them one by one, the 250 people in the audience except him will--

Now there are 251. Someone pushed open the two-way golden door carved with angels in the theater and stopped at the highest point of the theater. Although the voice was soft, it could be transmitted to everyone's ears melodiously and melodiously, instantly capturing the eyes of the audience.

"Xi Mozhi, you should learn some lessons. You are disrespectful to my brother's people, you are disrespectful to me." The voice was clear and gentle, and it was Huan Xiubai's favorite one.

It was also the contemptuous tone that Xi Mozhi hated to hear the most.

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When I think that the main body of this dream is beautifully constructed, I feel so sweet.Every decision, every sentence, every trust of the director is known by the beautiful subconscious.Meilihui came to the rescue precisely because the director's previous words guided his positive consciousness.

There is a strong causal relationship between their actions.

Interestingly, everyone said that Huanhuan was self-indulgent, but he persisted and finally got it real, hahahahahahahaha

I don't like the story of the true heart being trampled on, I like the reward of the true love hehe.Long live the sweet couple!

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Director Huan: I eat my own jealousy, the more I eat, the better I get

Ink: You are not good at aesthetics

Director Huan: I am not good at aesthetics? ? ? (pulls out husband), you open your eyes and say it again?I have a good aesthetic!