Strong duel

72 fascination

From August to September, the white roses are still laid out like snow, just like the pure love, blooming brilliantly and noblely.

More than a month is short but long. For a broken body, a month's recuperation is not enough to restore his health, but for a heart eager for revenge, every day is a kind of torment.

Sitting in front of the window, staring at the clear blue sky, occasionally one or two birds would pass by his eyes, and his eyes followed them to become black spots in the sky. He envied them, and he had never longed for freedom so much.

He wants to have a pair of wings and break free from this prison. He wants revenge, and he still has unfulfilled wishes, and no one knows about these thoughts.

No one knows his desire, his sadness, his heartache, these will only be revealed when he is alone, and he will quietly lick the wound, he does not need a warm embrace, does not need the care of others, even if He had longed for it, too, but... that was only once.

It turns out that love can really tear a person apart. Love is indeed the most extravagant thing in the world. He was delusional before, but now...it's time to wake up.

After that night, Leng Hanye thought that this person had collapsed, and his uneasiness lingered in his heart, as if a cold black mist enveloped his heart. At that moment, he hesitated and panicked. With a body but no soul, would he still love this body?

However, he didn't get the answer, and Jingze didn't become what he thought, just like what happened that day didn't happen, like it was an absurd nightmare, when he woke up with a high fever for seven days

, he is still him.

She would flirt with the nurse, lie on the bed and bully Mo Yan's little assistant, tease Mo Yan, and make Wang Zi so annoying that she couldn't come to the stage...

Nothing seemed to have changed, she was still the flamboyant, beauties-loving, chatting and laughing Jingze.

But Leng Hanye could tell that his smile couldn't reach his eyes, like the magma layer left after a volcanic eruption, the hard outer shell blocked all light, and it was bottomless black inside, seeing him Sometimes even the symbolic smile on the corner of the mouth will no longer exist.

He will cooperate with him to sleep with him, and even help him with oral and sexual intercourse, but those eyes are indifferent, no longer empty and emotionless. For the most ambiguous thing, the cheeks dyed red by pornography will also be matched with a pair of indifferent eyes, and there may even be a trace of disgust in them.

From that day on, Jing Ze didn't say a word to Leng Hanye. He could joke with anyone, but when facing him, he only had a cold lip line that was as cold as ice. The phrase "I hate you" became Their last exchange.

The person facing him is too cold and too quiet, like a delicate porcelain doll, you can manipulate him at will, but he will only give you a cold touch in return.

Without his voice, the bedroom seemed to become cold, indifferent and lifeless again. Leng Hanye was a little annoyed by such a silent scene. Once he dragged him to bed for a whole night, but it only made him overflow a few times. There is nothing like silk.

He will not respond to him on the bed, no matter how shameful he asks him to pose, he will not refuse to complete it, just like a toy, it completes all the actions under the control of the owner, but it will not send a passionate Embrace.

Leng Hanye knew that this person was also playing this role, the role of a pet.

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Tonight is the anniversary of that person's death. In previous years, Leng Hanye would stay in the study on this day. Of course, there is no accident this year.

The melancholy melody flows from the white keys, sobbing and crying.

No one knew that this person could play such a sad song, just like no one knew that there was an unforgettable figure hidden in this person's heart many years ago.

During the day, it was the wedding banquet of Mo Yan and his little assistant. The wedding was very festive. NK hadn’t been this lively for a long time. Leng Hanye couldn’t stand the persuasion of his subordinates to drink a few more drinks. Rubbing his forehead with a headache, he quietly left the venue, he couldn't let go of these subordinates.

Going back to the study room, I opened the black piano cover that had been placed for a long time, and my fingers slowly passed over, and a few beautiful notes jumped out, stroking these black and white keys, as if returning to the confused and frenzied At night, that silver demon fox mask became a memory engraved into his soul.

"Hey, you play the piano very well, but it's a pity that you're a little sad." The wicked boy lit an after-event cigarette, and spit it out faintly, laughing and teasing his unexpected love interest.

Another boy in a black tuxedo pursed his thin lips lightly. His blushing cheeks were flushed with shame, but his handsome facial features were young and should not be depressed. He straightened his messy clothes and said indifferently, "Oh, is it so?"

The evil boy pursed his lips, he seemed to be a dull goose, his personality was a bit cold, but his taste was really good, and it was also the first time he had tasted the wonderful pleasure of having sex with a man, he licked his lips unsatisfactorily, stood on the edge of the roof, smiling Looking at the boy who raised his head slightly.

"Hey, although you have been drugged, I am helping you solve the trouble, but if you want me to be responsible, you can come to Asia and find me. I will be responsible for you and will not renege on your debt." Just after the voice fell, the black figure Jumping up and diving down from the top of dozens of floors, Leng Hanye nervously ran over and watched the man open the hang glider and heaved a sigh of relief.

"That's right! My name is Silver Fox, remember it!" The figure drew a brilliant arc in the air and disappeared into the night sky of the city.

It turned out that he was Silver Fox, the world's number one killer Silver Fox?Still such a young boy, he should look about the same age as himself, right?The boy standing on the roof couldn't be calm for a long time, he chewed the name and silently remembered it in his heart.

Sitting down on the piano bench, his slender fingers covered the keys, and the melodious and sad tune echoed in the study room. He was paying homage to the person who passed away, and he was also paying homage to his lost heart.

There was no one else in the study room, only he himself was his only listener, if there was another person, he would have found that the tune had missed several beats, and the chaotic tune was like his chaotic heart.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly amidst a sharp hissing sound, and he rubbed the center of his brows tiredly. Jingze's appearance was always floating in his mind, and every time he thought of the demon fox mask, he would always think of Jingze's evil smiling face. Then inexplicably coincided with that mask, the boy 12 years ago also smiled willfully and flamboyantly.

He got up and came to the desk, opened the top drawer, and there was a silver demon fox mask lying quietly inside, the most common mask, but because it was brought by that person, he bought one, and he seemed to see it when he saw it. A dazzling figure in the darkness of that night.

His fingers lightly brushed his cheeks, as if stroking his most precious lover, "Liar, tell me what should I do? What should I do with him?"

The whispering whisper seemed to be asking him and himself, he had to admit that his mind was full of that person, like a net, with his light and shadow floating everywhere.

He won't remember every detail, but he will remember the emotion that has been accumulated for a long time, like a habit, it will always subtly affect his mind, although he doesn't want to admit it, but he does treat that person differently from others Same, at least he has never been so procrastinating in wanting to kill someone but has been unable to do so.

He doesn't want to ask himself if it's love, because we can't love each other at all.

Dizzy, he suddenly wanted to hug that person, he didn't know what he was doing at this time, and he couldn't stay here even for a quarter of an hour because of his eagerness to see him.

Every year in the past, he would spend this night in the study, but tonight he left there by mistake and headed for the bedroom.

The thin figure had a slight bulge under the dark quilt, and the heavy curtains blocked the moonlight. The room was dark, like a prison isolated from the world, and the hustle and bustle outside could not break the abnormal tranquility here.

Jing Ze was taking a nap, he heard a person come in lightly, then his body sank, his body smelling of alcohol was pressed against him, he hugged him together with the quilt, Leng Hanye put his head on his neck Here, absorbing his unique breath, the hoarse voice let out a deep sigh:

"Jingze."

Seems frustrated and confused.