Prison Building I

When the news came, Jiang Lou was playing with the gadget that He Lin had given him. He put his hands behind his back and listened to the man quietly. Inexplicably, his heart was empty.It was either surprise or heartache, or the heart skipped a few beats, and I couldn't tell what kind of complicated emotion it was, probably—the resonance in the depths of the soul.

But he really didn't expect such a tragic ending. The corners of Jianglou's mouth twitched a few times, his eyes hurt badly, he waved people out, locked the gadgets back in the drawer, turned around and walked to the French windows to look at the large expanse of sunlight daze.

He stayed for a whole day, Ling Luo was not at home, the servant called several times but did not answer, and did not dare to disturb him again, only brought in a bowl of medicinal soup in the evening, muttering that it was specially ordered by the master, Jianglou remained expressionless Glancing carefully at the cautious servant, he raised his head and drank it in one gulp.

In the end, it is stronger than oneself. Born to be full of love, death is also so heroic.Jiang Lou slightly raised his head to look at the setting sun, and his eyes became darker. There is really nothing to miss in such a life that can't be controlled.

A black car slowly drove into the yard, with its headlights turned on, it was very bright and dazzling. Jiang Lou reached out to block it, and was shocked to find that the surroundings were pitch black. It turned out that he had been standing there for so long. I was thinking about something, for a while it was Sheng Yin's scream, for a while it was Ruan Chen's sneering sneer, and for a while it was replaced by his father's bloody body, but he was thinking more about that person—I don't know what to think about him What, Jiang Lou turned around and walked towards the drawer, touched the little thing with his hand, his mind was confused, and his scalp was aching.

Jiang Lou pinched his arm, exerting eight/nine points of strength, his arm was pinched red and purple, it was very painful, his heart came alive again, it turned out that only pain is the most real, what regrets What pain is unbearable, everything has become very ridiculous, and physical pain is permanent and unforgettable.

So he changed his mind, re-locked the drawer and stood up, turned on the light and sat back on the bay window, hanging his head as if thinking about something.

Ling Luo opened the door and came in to see him looking out of the window in a strange way, and after thinking about it for a long time today, he suddenly remembered that incident.At that time... it seemed that Ruan Chen was assigned to do it!

He was a little startled, and naturally regretted it very much. This indelible past was stuck in his heart, and Jiang Lou must not let it know.

Ling Luo hugged him from behind, put his head on his shoulder, narrowed his eyes slightly to look at his pretty face, and asked tentatively, "I went to see Ruan Chen yesterday, did he say anything to you?"

Jiang Lou narrowed his eyebrows, and said lightly: "For a crazy person like him, how credible is what he said?"

Ling Luo paused, thinking about it carefully, he didn't know the meaning of the words, but seeing that his expression was normal, there was probably nothing wrong with him, so he smiled lightly and said: "Yes, if he said something nonsense, Don't take it to your heart, you won't get a crazy person, and there is no half truth in your mouth."

Jiang Lou seemed to be taken aback when he heard the words, his eyes drooped, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eye sockets. Ling Luo felt itchy to see it, so he pulled his face and kissed him hard: "You just want to Just remember that I am sincere to you."

Jiang Lou didn't speak, but gently pushed him away and walked towards the door. Ling Luo tilted his head to see his indifferent expression, and felt that something was wrong. He followed up and hugged him, Jiang Lou was almost out of breath with his arms strangled, Rubbing her face into his neck, she said word by word: "I can't leave you."

Jiang Lou still didn't have any big reaction, he just turned his face away and didn't look at him, Ling Luo's heart tightened, probably he already knew about such continuous ignoring?

He became even more terrified. Today, he is no longer the domineering Ling Luo he used to be. He puts all his heart on the person in his arms. He can no longer do bad things and talk nonsense recklessly, and behave like him in every move. She wanted to take advantage of his heart, for fear of making him half unhappy.

Ling Luo's nervous calves were trembling. He cared about this person so much that he was going crazy, and he felt even more hateful. He tore down his family, killed his father, and did so many hateful things to him... …

Ling Luo swallowed, and carefully observed Jiang Lou's face. After such a stalemate for a while, Ling Luo only heard Jiang Lou sigh quietly, then turned to look at him again, opened her thin lips lightly, and slowly spit out a few words. Word: "He didn't say anything to me, don't think too much."

Ling Luo heaved a sigh of relief as if he had received an amnesty, but then he felt that he was very suspicious. He secretly went to see Jianglou, but saw him staring at him motionless, his eyes were deep and dark, more like emptiness, looking at him. Ling Luo was a little startled.

Feeling distressed and frightened, he hugged Jianglou tightly with all his strength, and put his hand on his heart, where the beating was smooth and even. Ling Luo kissed his hair and said softly, "Don't think too much about it." , follow me to live a good life, don't think about those past things again."

After finishing speaking, she kissed the corner of his mouth again, and seeing that he had no intention of refusing, she picked him up and lay on the bed, Ling Luo looked down at his fair and beautiful body, turned over and pressed him...

When the love was at its peak, Jiang Lou suddenly raised his neck and pressed it against his ear, and said softly: "So many years of love, do you really not care at all?"

Ling Luo was in a hurry to ask him, and didn't think about the meaning of his rambling words, so he casually said, "I don't recognize anyone except you."

Jiang Lou seemed to laugh, more like a depressed cock, leaned back his slender neck, stretched out his arms to hug him, his long panting fell on his chest, and he didn't know why but felt a little cold.

Ling Luo was amazed at his rare cooperation, joy in his heart outweighed doubts, he wrapped his arms around his back and hugged him, kissing him tenderly with greed and pity, Jiang Lou's body softened into a puddle of water, Ling Luo Buried into his body, he was about to suffocate like a drowning person, but he loved this body so much that he would not let it go even if he drowned. It was shocking, but Jiang Lou let him go suddenly, put his hands behind his head and quietly watched him gasping for breath.

Ling Luo felt a little uncomfortable, so he could only let his temper go wild, panted for a while and smiled wryly, "What did you just do?"

Jiang Lou still didn't speak, his eyes were dim in the dark night, he raised his chin slightly and stared at Ling Luo, his pale face trembled slightly, but he seemed to be trying to restrain himself.

Ling Luo's heart turned cold, and he didn't know what to do for a moment, but he didn't mention it, and he couldn't take the initiative to confess, let alone how to confess such a vicious thing?

There was a stalemate for a while again.The moonlight by the window is as clear as water, and the night sky is also lingering and leisurely, but this thought deepens as the night gets darker.

Ling Luo slowly stretched out his hand to cover his face in the darkness, he didn't know when it started, his face became so cold, Ling Luo's throat was choked, and he was about to explain the matter, but Jiang Lou suddenly burst out laughing. Come over and hug him tightly, so tight, it seems that you have exhausted your whole life's strength.He gently exhaled in his ear, seductively subverted, and then said something coldly, the night was deep and heavy, Ling Luo sank into it, he was in the boundless darkness, his body gradually became colder , The cold air rushed out from the inside out, it was so cold.

Later, he couldn't hear what he was talking about anymore. Ling Luo kissed his hair, and the cold liquid dripped down his chin onto his body. After waiting for a long time, the person in his arms finally heard a sentence, which was still so brief, Just like the short two words when we first met, it decided the fate of his life.

it is good.