Perpetrator

People can have many faces, which are used to deceive themselves and others.

Shao Li felt that Lin Zhanyang had at least two faces, one for outsiders and one for himself.Although the face facing outsiders is a bit ruffian, it is unexpectedly easy-going and friendly. Even if it is the first time meeting, it will make people feel like a good brother who has not seen for many years.

And what about the other one?

Looking at the man who was driving seriously, his side face showed no expression. Although this face made people feel unapproachable, Shao Li just inexplicably liked it because it was real enough.

It's an accomplice, so there's no need to hide.

What about yourself?What does your face look like to others?Is there nothing but indifference except hypocrisy like a rigid mask?

Shao Li rubbed his face, his cheeks were swollen and numb after crying, and the skin touched by his palm felt slightly cold.It's been a long time since he cried or laughed. He thought he had already stripped away these expressions, but it turned out that he could still shed tears.

"If there are no accidents, you will be able to arrive at Nanyan tomorrow afternoon, right?" Why don't you look forward to the end?

"Ah."

so fast?That's right, I just suddenly felt...

"It would be nice if the road was longer."

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing." Shao Li knew that his voice was very low, and he was speaking for himself.

This inexplicable sense of dependence came too hastily, so he couldn't fully digest it.He even wondered if what he had experienced in the past two days was really a reality?Could it be just a dream?How could a fugitive who had attempted robbery and murder and carjacked get along with him so harmoniously? What else could it be if it wasn't a dream?

He is sensitively aware that the atmosphere between each other is not what an accomplice should be. Where is the selfishness?Where is the reluctant united front?No!nothing!Everything is so natural, as natural as if they...

That's how we should be together.

"There is a hotel in front, please park your car farther away, it's too smelly." Shao Li felt that the rancid smell had completely soaked him up, and he couldn't even wash it off.

The car was parked next to a ditch 200 meters away, and the autumn wind swept the loess and blew the two people's heads and faces.As the temperature dropped, Shao Li pulled up his collar to hide his neck. The coat used to wrap the corpse must be very important, and he just wanted to be warmer after dawn tomorrow.

Just as he was lost in thought, the warm jacket was draped over his shoulders. Shao Li stopped in surprise and looked at the awkward expression on Lin Zhanyang's face.

"Go quickly, don't burn it again."

Can't you say good things well?The unspoken warmth in his heart continued to expand, and Shao Li unconsciously raised the corners of his lips and smiled.

laugh?Laughter turned out to be such a feeling... so happy, so soothing, as if seeing elves under the night, or dew on flower petals, sparrows, grass, dandelions, and the long-lost morning light in memory.

Shao Li felt that he had fallen deeply in love with this wonderful mood.

"Sick again? Cry for a while and laugh for a while."

"Maybe." My heart no longer felt the sting. Although the other party's words were full of sarcasm, Shao Li felt that it was not important, because he was very happy at the moment, and he didn't get angry about it. Instead, he acted like a joke. Responded to the other party's question.

Perhaps in Lin Zhanyang's view, today's self is completely strange.This is a matter of course, only he himself can understand that this day can be regarded as the most sober day in eight years, because the self eight years ago still knew what happiness is, and what is called "love" by adoptive father.

The warm water and the pungent bath liquid wash away the bad smell on the body, and the foam accumulates in the drain, swirling and leaking downward.

Killed.

When the fear and anxiety gradually receded, what was left was only a strong sense of unreality, and even began to wonder if I had really bumped into someone?Thinking about it now, I don't think the corpse is so scary, do you want to take a look at it tomorrow?Anyway, it's my own sin, and I can't never face it forever.

Randomly wiping his wet hair, Shao Li climbed onto the bed lightly, and lay down with his back to Lin Zhanyang. He didn't want to look at it because he wouldn't be able to fall asleep.After a person is highly stressed, once he relaxes, his body is prone to some incredible changes, and his body is already familiar with such changes.

In the darkness, Lin Zhanyang opened his eyes, staring directly at the figure on the other bed.The neck that was exposed outside the quilt did not have the blush from last night, and he... really wanted that piece of skin to be dyed an attractive color again.

Being trusted is such a warming thing, even though he doesn't know where this trust comes from, he is still intoxicated by it.

what to do?Wanting to touch it so much, I stretched out my fingertips uncontrollably, lightly tracing the blunt, curvaceous outline, where it reached was unexpectedly coveted.

The touch on the back of his neck made Shao Li tremble all over. He didn't dare to move, and he was worried that the other party would deprive him of the little bit of heat because he didn't get a response.

A little more, a little more touch.

Shao Li shook his hands and grabbed back, tightly holding the rough fingers that kept making troubles in the palm of his hand. He didn't let go of his hand, just turned around and met the other's eyes.The two single beds are separated by an arm's length, which seems close but far away.They are so close that they can touch each other just by stretching out their hands, but they are so far away that they can only be regarded as strangers if their eyes reflect each other.

Some things don't need to be said, and some tacit understandings don't need to be established for a long time.Feeling the strength of the other party's drag, Shao Li crawled to the other side following the pull of that force, straddled Lin Zhanyang, and frantically groped for each other.

Stuffed panting, depressing humming, swaying shadows under the moonlight, everything happened so unbelievably.Maybe it was because he was still having a fever, Shao Li felt that he was about to burn, and he let the other party forcefully press him on the dilapidated wooden bed. There was nothing left.

The vividness that has never been seen before made Shao Li a little distracted, the heartbeat from behind and the stickiness somewhere reminded him that he was not dreaming.

"Are you really a fugitive?" Shao Li asked.

"Hmm." Lin Zhanyang answered in a muffled voice, biting the back of his neck in front of him, and it became bright red again.

"Why kill?"

"I didn't kill anyone."

"The boss in the news..."

"That's my dad."

patricide?This is not an ordinary crime, and it is not something that ordinary people can do. It is either a huge injustice, or a real heinous crime. From the bottom of his heart, Shao Li does not believe that Lin Zhanyang will be the latter, or to be more precise, he does not want to be the latter. , his life has begun to distort, and good and evil have been blurred, but that bottom line cannot be crossed no matter what.

To ask, or not to ask?

Want to know and be afraid to know.

Shao Li clenched the hand on his waist, as if making up his mind, he spoke with a trembling voice.

"Because of what?"