embarrassment

When the two went back at night, Wu Xuancheng didn't speak much.

Although he is usually not a talkative person, but today's aura is not right.

Maybe there is no difference in the eyes of others, but Ge Huan can tell the difference immediately.

Ge Huan couldn't guess the reason for his change of attitude, so he didn't worry about it anymore, and started thinking about other issues.

Therefore, when he arrived at the apartment, Ge Huan didn't know if it was his own illusion, but he always felt that his aura was even more wrong.

"Is there something wrong with you?" Ge Huan finally asked.

"You, what was it like at the base before?" Wu Xuancheng finally said it.

Wu Xuancheng's idea is very simple, but also very paranoid.

In fact, he knew from the very beginning that Ge Huan didn't really like him when he was with him, and he could be said to be a valuable bargaining chip for the whole thing.

Ge Huan may have a crush on him, but it won't be love.

He has always been very clear.

He thought that as long as he got along for a long time, Ge Huan would naturally let go of his heart, and he was willing to be a pawn that he could use. At least this still held some weight in Ge Huan's heart.

It's just that after meeting Zhou Zheng in Zhongjing and hearing the conversations of several people, it seemed that he was the only one who didn't know, and that he was the only one who was an outsider.

This makes him feel that he has never participated in Ge Huan's life, no matter in the past, present or future.

And he greedily wanted to participate and entangled him for a lifetime.

It doesn't matter whether he is hypocritical or insecure, Ge Huan's feeling is too erratic, and he can't grasp it no matter what.

In fact, Wu Xuancheng did not expect that Ge Huan would have such a great influence on him, because of him, he himself had learned to worry about gains and losses.

It's just that these are just thoughts in Wu Xuancheng's mind, and he may never be able to say these things.He didn't want to say it, as if saying it would be a suspicion of pretending to be pitiful and sympathetic, and he disdained this method. He didn't want Ge Huan to feel guilty for this reason, although it was unlikely.

But he couldn't wait to explore everything about Ge Huan, wanted to know the real Ge Huan, and wanted to break the barrier between them.Want them to see him and touch him without hindrance.

Ge Huan was not clear about the twists and turns in his mind.

So Ge Huan just looked at Wu Xuancheng with a frown, wondering why he suddenly asked such a question.

However, Ge Huan didn't really want to say that those things had passed for him. Although he didn't mind, there was no need to talk about it all the time.

Looking back on that period of time, he didn't know how to describe it. It was dark and depressing, as well as crushing despair, but it was mixed with bits and pieces of hope and tenacious resistance.

Wu Xuancheng saw that Ge Huan seemed to be immersed in memories and remained silent for a long time, and Ge Huan's expression also evoked a smile habitually.It wasn't deliberate, nor was it because of something that made me happy, it seemed like it was just a habit, a kind of self-protection.

He has seen this kind of smile countless times, but rarely sees him really laughing out loud.

Frowning, Ge Huan seemed to be farther away from him at this moment, more uncontrollable, and he actually had a faint feeling of fear.It's strange but also distressing.

Although he couldn't really understand Ge Huan's past and understand how he felt at that time.There was nothing he could do, after all, what had happened had become a thing of the past, and he just felt sorry for Ge Huan, who was alone and strong, from the bottom of his heart.

Ge Huan, who had reacted, saw Wu Xuancheng looking at him with distressed and doting eyes, which aroused goosebumps all over his body.

If you think about it carefully, you can probably guess a thing or two about Wu Xuancheng's thoughts.

Regarding his unnecessary worry, Ge Huan was a little speechless, and at the same time, a complicated feeling came up in his heart, some warm, some sour, and also mixed with some irritability.

Very novel feeling.

"I'm sorry, I was the one to be abrupt." Ge Huan remained silent for a long time, and Wu Xuancheng was also secretly annoyed at reminding him of bad memories, so he interrupted hastily.

Ge Huan was silent for a moment and shook his head: "No, it's okay. If you want to know."

"That year I had just finished the college entrance examination, and the old man was about to leave again. He thought I was too weak, so he said he would introduce me to someone..."

Ge Huan spoke slowly, his voice calm and powerful.

Ge Huan has heard of the 'Painted Man' long ago, but he has never seen it.

When he heard the old man say that he wanted to introduce someone to him, he knew it must be him, and he was also very curious about the person who was often mentioned by the old man.

He still remembered that the weather was very bad that day, with strong winds, and after a while, heavy rain came one after another.

The weather was bad, but it didn't affect him too much, and the curiosity about seeing the 'painter' soon overwhelmed everything.

Zhou Zheng took Ge Huan into a suit shop, and Ge Huan's eyes were still rolling around.

"What are you looking at?" Zhou Zheng slapped Ge Huan on the forehead.

"You brought me here to buy clothes, didn't you mean to introduce someone to me? I'm looking for someone." Ge Huan rolled his eyes.

Zhou Zheng looked like he hated iron but steel: "Are you stupid, have you fed Ah Huang so many things that I usually teach you?" It's a bite.

Zhou Zheng continued to beat Ge Huan on the head: "You said you, if someone was really around here, you would have run away long ago, okay?"

He continued to roll his eyes, but somehow restrained himself and stopped looking around.

Only then was Zhou Zheng satisfied, and with a snort, he led him through the facade, and came directly to the back door of the suit shop, a very inconspicuous small restaurant next to it.

Ge Huan: "..." He thought it could be a coffee shop, or a tea house would be fine.

Looking at the messy environment, Ge Huan originally imagined that he was a strong man, but in an instant he became a wretched old man.

However, when he met the real person, he found that none of the guesses were reliable.

The 'painted man' is tall and thin, but he is strong and thin.You can tell at a glance that he must exercise regularly.His face was painted with complicated oil paints, and his true face could not be seen clearly.

Wouldn't someone get caught walking on the street like this?It takes a lot of time to paint every day.Ge Huan looked at his obviously exquisite oil paint surface, and secretly complained.

"This is Xiaohuan, what I said before." Zhou Zheng said as soon as the man sat down.

The man glanced at him and said, "Well, I'll accept him."

On the contrary, Zhou Zheng was taken aback: "Why are you so talkative all of a sudden."

"Isn't it just to let me keep him?"

"Um, yes." Zhou Zheng was choked, and seemed to suddenly think of something: "By the way, train him well, don't act like a weak chicken every day. But you can't abuse him, or I will definitely beat him up." You can't find the north!"

The 'Painted Man' glanced at Zhou Zheng, but didn't take his threats to heart.

But Ge Huanxian was not happy: "Old man, who are you saying is weak, I am strong, okay?"

Zhou Zheng slapped Ge Huan's head with a slap: "Go, go, what's the matter with you, a little brat, what the adults say."

"Who's the kid, who's the kid?" Ge Huan frowned.

The 'painter' watched the interaction between the two quietly, without disturbing or showing any signs of impatience.

"Shut up, why are you so noisy, why are the things I teach you so cheap, Ah Huang?"

Ge Huan rolled his eyes: "Seeing that you like Ah Huang so much, you can leave him alone in the future."

Zhou Zheng also rolled his eyes and ignored him, turned his head to the man who had been watching the excitement for a long time and said: "I will be away for a while, Xiaohuan will leave it to you."

'Oil Painter' nodded, indicating that he understood.

"I hope that you'd better only do what you should do." Zhou Zheng suddenly put on a straight face, and it's a bit bluffing for people who are rarely serious to suddenly become serious.Even Ge Huan was stunned for a moment.

The 'painter' didn't respond, but took a deep look at Zhou Zheng, and said meaningfully: "That's up to you to decide."

Zhou Zheng narrowed his eyes: "You know the consequences."

Seeming to be intimidated by him, the 'painter' did not continue to contradict him: "Don't worry, of course it was a joke." However, both of them knew whether it was really just a joke.

Zhou Zheng suddenly doubted whether his decision to hand over Ge Huan to him was correct.

However, there was no time for him to hesitate any longer, so in the end Ge Huan left with the 'painter'.

Since then, things that can completely change Ge Huan are waiting for him.

The air was very humid, and the surroundings were also very dark, making it impossible to see anything clearly.

Blinking vigorously, only a few blurred shadows could be seen, no difference from the previous few days.

Except for the sound of my own breathing, there was no sound around me, and it was eerily quiet.

Ge Huan survived for three days in such an environment.

The mouth was dry and peeled, there were very obvious dark circles around the eyes, and the hair was messy and knotted.

Ever since he and the 'painter' came to the base that day, before he had time to visit to satisfy his curiosity, he was knocked out and locked up in this place.

Judging by the light that was not there, it had been three days now, during which time no one had been here, nor had anyone brought him a drop of water or food.

At this time, Ge Huan's consciousness was even a little fuzzy, and he was in a daze. The extreme dehydration made him in a very bad state. Even though it was still summer, his body was chilling intermittently.

He didn't know where he was and what was happening now.

From the very beginning, Ge Huan had figured out the situation of this small house.

A very hard single wooden bed, and several tin buckets of different sizes, each of which gave off a stench.It was leftover excrement, whose it was unknown, probably left by previous people.

The ground is covered with a moderate layer of dust, which proves that no strangers have been received here for a while.

However, the only thing that puzzled Ge Huan was that there was no door or window in this room except for a few baby-fist-sized air vents near the ceiling.

So, how on earth did he get in?

Ge Huan searched the whole house, but couldn't find any place like an entrance. In the end, he found nothing but physical exhaustion.