Dazed

After buying four dozen beers, Qi Zheng and Cao Jingxing sat on the floor of the dormitory. Under the light, both of them looked a little confused and couldn't see clearly.

With a "snap", a stream of icy cold air emerged from the mouth of the glass bottle, followed the light and disappeared into the air, just like a living life, it might disappear in this city in a short while.

Cao Jingxing raised the bottle in front of him, touched Qi Zheng's lightly, and made a crisp sound.

Qi Zheng didn't make a sound, frowned, and took a long drink with his head up. His face was full of suppressed pain. Some things can only be understood after they are lost. He didn't feel this truth much before, but now he feels it, but he has mixed feelings. I can't tell what it feels like.

Cao Jingxing also took a sip, and the cold and irritating liquid went straight into his throat. He watched quietly, his expression calm, and he didn't say anything in his mouth, which is usually very good at persuading people. He just watched quietly, like a cold and delicate building. statue.

During the silent time, the silent space, Qi Zheng buried his head in silence and drank the cold wine. After a while, he said unhappily: "You should buy white wine. What kind of broken beer did you buy?"

"I'm afraid that baijiu will take you to the hospital." Cao Jingxing returned softly.

Qi Zheng, who has never been a very good drinker, was speechless for a while, and continued to drink in silence. He actually wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it. Although Liang Siyue had only been with him for more than a year, he even I never expected the two of them to enter the palace of marriage together, but no matter what, in the past year or so, whether happy or unhappy, this small body was always by his side, unshakeable.

"Death is sometimes a kind of relief, and it might be a good thing for her at that time." After a while, Cao Jingxing said, but when he said this, Qi Zheng had already lifted a bottle of beer on the table and drank it down. The frozen liquid not only chilled his palms, but also plunged his mouth, his chest, which was still hot, and the blood that was still flowing, into a burst of icy sea water, and even made his body endure. I couldn't help shaking.

When he heard this sentence, he didn't think it seemed to be comforting. He immediately raised his head in surprise and asked hurriedly, "Why did you say that? What was she suffering at that time? How do you know?"

Cao Jingxing sighed silently and did not speak.

Qi Zheng waved his wine bottle away impatiently, grabbed his collar angrily, gasped, and said, "Tell me."

Cao Jingxing lowered his eyes and said softly: "I just heard from the old man at home that someone like her who buys and sells dead people's clothes may be haunted by the owner's ghost. Even if he finds a way, he will not be able to escape for three months."

The clothing store that Liang Siyue and Liang Siyue visited that day suddenly appeared in Qi Zheng's mind, which apparently also sold the second-hand clothes of the dead. Those weird scenes were vividly remembered. "Maybe?"

"I'm not sure, but you said the last time you saw her..."

"She's very haggard..." Qi Zheng's Adam's apple twitched. He still remembered that last month, Liang Siyue said that she dreamed of being chased by a ghost.

Cao Jingxing looked at him, but didn't reply, because the answer was already in Qi Zheng's heart.

"You didn't eat at noon, and you didn't eat at night. If you drink too fast, you will get drunk easily." The gentle dissuasion as always.

"Guan Xia is dead, Duan Kouzhi is dead, Liang Siyue is dead too," Qi Zheng might have drunk too much, he began to talk to himself, his words were full of confusion, and in just a few months, there were people around him. How many murders have been committed, "all dead."

Cao Jingxing opened his lips, "Guan Xia committed suicide because he couldn't think about it and was often rejected by others. It's none of your business. Liang Siyue's words..." He pursed his lips. Even without Zhou Xianlei, Liang Siyue probably wouldn't have survived. In winter, it is not so easy to get rid of those lingering ghosts after death.

"Siyue did it to herself, didn't she?" Qi Zheng hiccupped, his wheat-colored face began to blush, and he cursed angrily, "That Zhou Xianlei is not a good thing! Why do you think she followed him? Why!"

"Did she deserve to die?" Qi Zheng lowered his head and looked at the green translucent glass bottle in front of him. He felt that many things were dangling in his chest, but he couldn't grasp anything.

Cao Jingxing narrowed his eyes, thought of himself, lowered his head and sneered, "She was wrong, but the crime is not worthy of death, but there are always some things in the world that cannot be explained clearly. She is destined, maybe she is not very lucky."

Qi Zheng smiled disdainfully, with some unreasonable anger, and said: "It's not you who died, of course you can say it so easily."

When Cao Jingxing heard this, a gloomy look flashed in his eyes, and he said, "This world is so fucked up, what can you do?"

It was the first time that Qi Zheng heard Cao Jingxing swearing, and it was unbelievable that he felt a little fresh. He immediately raised the wine bottle, touched Cao Jingxing, and said, "I didn't expect you to swear, okay, I'll hold it up for you." cup."

Cao Jingxing touched it with his hand, a little amused, and said, "I can say anything you want to hear."

Qi Zheng was still thinking about what Cao Jingxing said just now, and had to admit, "She did it on her own."

Since it was agreed to drink with him, Cao Jingxing naturally wouldn't just put on a show, although he didn't talk much, he did his best to drink with Qi Zheng indiscriminately.

In the dark room, in the cold air, both Cao Jingxing and Qi Zheng drank, one bottle after another of glass bottles fell on the ground, the small room was filled with the smell of alcohol, Qi Zheng was drunk, waving his arms, Talking messily about those things between him and Liang Siyue, he had forgotten many things at first, but now he remembered them all, so he became more frantic and even whimpered a little.

Cao Jingxing still looked calm and relaxed, pressing Qi Zheng's drunken hand without changing his face. He looked at Qi Zheng, as if he could only wait for this time every time before he could do some sneaky moves, like a pathetic Thief.

Cao Jingxing sighed, with unadorned jealousy and disgust on his face, he slowly reached out to stroke Qi Zheng's chin, touched the man's soft red lips with his thumb, and sighed: "I didn't expect that man You have such a big weight in your heart, you really underestimated her."

that person?who?Qi Zheng's eyes were blindfolded, his face was full of confusion, he looked up at Cao Jingxing's handsome face, his eyes stared at his eyes shining in the darkness, he didn't look away for a long time, his brows slowly frowned, Those eyes are very familiar.

Cao Jingxing patted Qi Zheng's flushed face, bent down, picked him up halfway, put him on the bed, and covered him with a quilt. After a while, he stood there, looking at Qi Zheng with half-closed eyes, looking peaceful. Zheng, couldn't help but bent down, touched her lightly, and said softly in a good mood: "You go to bed first, I have something to go out, don't run around."

After finishing speaking, Cao Jingxing turned around, opened the door, and walked away abruptly with a gust of cold wind. The bleak figure looked a little lonely in the dark space. Behind him, Qi Zheng lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes. His eyes and gaze followed Cao Jingxing's leaving back, and after a while, he said in a low voice, "Cao Jingxing, what are you doing?"

The slight touch still lingered on Qi Zheng's face, causing his heart to skip a beat. He had never eaten pork, and he had seen pigs running. Ever since he met Guan Ya, he hadn't realized what happened. , suddenly became quite sensitive.

Qi Zheng slowly stretched out his hands to cover his eyes, and asked viciously, "What the hell are you trying to do?!"

It's a pity that his question disappeared in the silent space, and no one answered. Qi Zheng's mind, bewildered by alcohol, began to blur, and then slowly fell asleep, unable to think about anything anymore.