Midsummer Night's Ashes

midsummer

09

After 73 days without rain, I finally saw dark clouds outside the window.

Cao Chuan has an inexplicable obsession with rainy days. In his opinion, rainy days are suitable for stories, any black stories.

In a gray corner of the city, someone may be running for their lives, someone may have fallen on the rain-washed ground where blood is still visible, someone is preparing to hide the murder weapon, or someone is planning to let go because they have settled their knots. go.

Romance on a rainy day, coupled with such a plot is cruel romance.

Only Cao Chuan can appreciate the romance.

He watched the raindrops falling on the window, and the rain that came for no reason hit the glass window, beating the thin glass mercilessly.

Cao Chuan was so impressed that he forgot to smoke the cigarette in his hand.

At this time, he was like a bystander who stayed out of the way, observing the city and the people in it from the perspective of God.

It's as if he never existed among them, he was just a ghost hiding.

Or, a part of someone.

The burning smoke scalded his fingers again. The place where the index finger and middle finger of his right hand pinched cigarettes all the year round not only had a thicker and more pungent smell of smoke that seemed to have melted into his skin, but also had some scalded scars.

The cigarette butt fell to the ground, and Cao Chuan returned to his soul.

He crushed it with his foot, bent down to pick it up and threw it into the trash can.

Li Hantang.

Li Zhao.

Lou Wei.

Looking at the late heavy rain outside, Cao Chuan always felt that something was wrong.

In fact, Cao Chuan understands that the relationship between these three people seems to be a mess of hairballs, but in fact there is only one knot. If you find and open it, everything will have an answer.

But where is the knot?

There was a muffled thunder, followed by a knock on the door.

Cao Chuan was fed up with such impolite behavior, he left no blank space, as if he wanted to smash his wooden door with his fist to collect debts.

Knock, let you knock.

Cao Chuan lit another cigarette.

"Cao Chuan."

The person outside the door stopped and called his name.

Cao Chuan sat on a chair, and the air conditioner in the room was only turned on at 20 degrees.

"Let me in."

Cao Chuan smiled when he heard his voice, and then continued to remain silent.

For some reason, teasing Li Zhao made Cao Chuan feel that this is a rare and interesting thing in a boring life.

This may be due to the bad nature of human beings. I am happy to see a person who is already battered and battered even more embarrassing. If he is not in a terrible situation, I will not hesitate to push him a little bit more.

Very bad.

Cao Chuan always knew that he was bad.

But he can provide the other party with whatever they want, he has this ability, he can confidently use this to exchange with Li Zhao, and exchange the other party for more panic and embarrassment to satisfy his own bad taste.

It's a disgusting cycle.

Three minutes later, Cao Chuan lit the first cigarette of the day. He took a puff, and then opened the door for Li Zhao with the cigarette in his mouth.

On a rainy day, Li Zhao was drenched in the rain from head to toe. His face was pale and his eyes were red. He looked like a ghost escaping from a gray zone.

It's already cold.

The soaked shirt tightly wrapped Li Zhao's body, and the cold cloth spared no effort to transmit the chill deep into his skin.

The moment Cao Chuan opened the door, another gust of cold snapped Li Zhao almost to his feet.

"how?"

"I heard it." Li Zhao said, "Evidence of his cheating."

Cao Chuan frowned.

"I heard."

"What did you hear?"

"Their voices." Li Zhao held a recording pen in his hand, "I will record every episode of his program and listen to it repeatedly. The episode the night before his business trip has their voices."

Cao Chuan said, "You're joking."

"No." Li Zhao said, "I heard it."

Before Cao Chuan could react, Li Zhao pushed Cao Chuan into the door and squeezed in himself.

He didn't even close the door, grabbed Cao Chuan's collar directly, and pulled Cao Chuan onto the sofa with all his strength.

Cao Chuan's cigarette fell to the ground.

Li Zhao straddled Cao Chuan and pressed the recording button of the recording pen.

"What are you doing?" Cao Chuan looked at him.

"Follow me." Li Zhao unbuttoned his shirt, "Do you know what the best way to take revenge on someone is to treat him the way he treats me."

When Li Zhao uttered the first moan, because of the unbearable pain, he swept his hands to one side and grabbed the edge of the sofa.

The recorder fell to the ground.

Li Zhao's nails were embedded in the sofa.

The recording pen that got into the water has long been broken.

Li Zhao, who was lying on the sofa, had already broken down.

Cao Chuan said, "Are you excited or not?"

"You'll be stronger if you push harder."