to comfort the sun

It was another year of heavy snow, and the weather was unbelievably cold.

In the high-end residential area surrounded by green plants, the underground parking lot was already full. A snow-white sports car was parked at a small intersection by the owner at the risk of being posted, blending with the snow.

The man who got out of the driver's seat threw the key to his companion and gave a pertinent evaluation: "It's really not very good to drive. Fortunately, there is not much snow on the road."

"The chassis of this car is not low." The companion didn't care, "The important thing is that it is very expensive."

"Will it help?" the man asked.

"It's fine if you have face." The companion laughed.

The man nodded incredulously, which is a common problem of rich people. He turned his face and looked towards the diagonally opposite direction of the residential area.

Because it is New Year's Eve, this road is already empty. In order to promote the slogan of eco-city, the new urban area planted artificial green plants in the buildings, and spread them layer by layer. Among the high-rise buildings, an inconspicuous black building exposed its roof among the green leaves.

It was a private club. The decoration style at the entrance was very low-key, the walls were painted black with eyes closed, and even the signboard was embossed in black.It wasn't until they got closer that the long stretches of glowing warm light appeared at the foot of the building, so that people couldn't ignore it.

After the security check for the two, the security guard moved out of the way, and within two steps, a rich man walked towards them.

"Great opening, Mr. Shen, I have been on a business trip for a month, and I can only come here now to join in the show. The newly renovated room is very nice and has a romantic atmosphere!" The man shook his cheeks and greeted them warmly, "Hey Yo! Young Master Chen, is Mr. Chen still busy recently?"

"Boss Sun is satisfied." Shen Yuan stretched out his hand and patted Chen Yu's shoulder, and he spared the two of them to walk into the clubhouse, "You guys talk first, I'll go up and have a look."

Chen Yu snorted softly: "Go."

Along the way, Shen Yuan occasionally met one or two guests, and would stop to chat.

But today is the New Year's Eve, and there are not many guests in the clubhouse - the more decent people are, the more they know how to measure, no matter what they looked like in the past, but at least this time they always maintain that peace by their families.

"Brother Shen, happy new year, what would you like to drink?" The bartender standing at the bar pushed the menu in front of him.

"Whatever, something refreshing." Shen Yuan didn't even look at the menu, he took off his coat and put it on the bar.

The bartender looks like a half-grown boy, the kind who just passed away, always does things with vigor, and even sends news sneakily like a secret agent: "Brother Shen, Brother Dong and Brother Lin are in area C 356, let you come and go."

Shen Yuan hummed lightly, continued to lean his back against the bar, and stared at the center of the hall where people occasionally passed through.

The bartender was puzzled by his reaction, and after he brought up the mixed wine, he called out unwillingly: "Brother Shen——"

Shen Yuan turned his face and gave him a sideways look, with a very impatient look.

The young child was startled, knowing that he had offended the lion, he immediately ran away.

Shen Yuan held the curved wine glass in his hand, put it in a place where he could drink it immediately, and sniffed it. The color of the wine was light blue, lined with bright yellow fruit pulp, and mint leaves were inserted in the wine—sip it in one sip Belly, really refreshing.

The indoor heating was sufficient, warm and dry, Shen Yuan tore off his tie, and hung it loosely on his slender and fair neck.

Thanks to his good looks, a plump girl deliberately stuck to him from behind, and the full latex texture rubbed against his back, just when the gun went off.

But in the next second, he stretched out his hand and tore the woman away, with some indeterminate strength.

Touching the flushed skin, the woman glared at him angrily, just about to explode, but after seeing the disgust on Shen Yuan's face, she puffed her cheeks coquettishly, and then gave up.

A woman who wants to make a living here has nothing to do with her eyesight.

Disturbed by the woman, Shen Yuan put down the wine glass that was still full, picked up the gown and overcoat handed over by the waiter, and walked towards the third floor.

c356 is the innermost room on the third floor. It is a very sound-proof room. You can safely say that if you cry and howl inside, you won't notice it from outside.

Before Shen Yuan came, the bartenders called Brother Lin and Brother Dong found some things in the room, and now they are neatly placed on the table in the private room, looking like they were being shown off. loot.

There are only a few people in the room, and everyone's expressions are different and colorful, which is very intriguing.

When Shen Yuan pushed the door and entered, two people had passed out with their faces covered in blood, there were broken wine bottles on the ground, and there was a yellow-haired young man who was walking with them, still conscious.

The young man was wearing tinkling iron ornaments, winding around his clothes, as if the more hanging, the more noble his status, the richer he was, but it actually looked like a useless jewelry shelf.

Someone next to him took the coat and gown from Shen Yuan's hands, he unbuttoned the cuffs without saying a word, took off the watch, and only wore a pair of black leather gloves.

Without saying a word, Shen Yuan punched Huang Mao on the bridge of the nose.At that moment, the man's eyes were blackened, and he fell to the side, blood flowed from his nose, gurgling into his mouth.

"Where the hell are you?" Shen Yuan showed a smile that couldn't be called a smile, as if he just raised the corners of his mouth.

He effortlessly grabbed the young man's collar and picked it up from the ground, pulled it in front of his eyes, and pointed at the table: "My store is full of distinguished customers, how dare you sell such low-grade things?"

He didn't care if the glass tabletop could stand it, but his hands were absolutely ruthless anyway.Just pat your head like a watermelon.

Until the man was manipulated by him like a dead fish—a fish that hadn't died yet.

Shen Yuan raised his leg, the ankle under the trouser leg looked slender, but in the next second he kicked the dead fish directly to the wall, his spine hit the wall with a thud.

The dead fish finally softened into a puddle of mud.

Shen Yuan turned his face away leisurely.

The people next to him seemed to be used to it, seeing that Shen Yuan didn't intend to do anything else, they respectfully handed back the watch to him.It's just that when I caught a glimpse of the crack on the glass tabletop from the corner of my eye, I still couldn't help worrying, those hands that don't know how heavy they are, won't break people, right?

While lowering his head to fasten the watch strap, Shen Yuan walked in front of the two people who had passed out before, and then "casually" took the tip of his toes, and rubbed the hands of the two people in turn. There seemed to be a crisp sound of bone breaking in the quiet room.

The expressions of both of them gradually became distorted.

"Get out when you wake up." Shen Yuan stepped on their hands, and in the end, one of them kicked.

The two grinned their teeth in pain, cold sweat dripped from their foreheads, they couldn't speak, and they still remembered that they had forgotten a companion, and wanted to run to the door even after rolling and crawling.

"Wait, take him with you." Shen Yuan stood between the table and the sofa without any intention of moving, the originally narrow aisle was already full, and he stretched his long legs horizontally, barely blocking the heads of the two of them, Glanced at the group of... people in the corner.

The tone was so cold that it made people's hair stand on end. It seemed to remind them of the previous kick, so the two had no choice but to turn their heads and crawl towards the rotten fish in the corner, dragging and dragging them away.

"What about those goods?" Someone asked in a low voice.

Shen Yuan glanced at the table in disgust, took the gown and coat and put them on his body together: "Let Lao Gui take it away, he will handle it."

The man answered yes respectfully.

Shen Yuan scanned the people in the room: "Where's Ah Hai?"

An acquaintance said at the side: "I didn't find it, and I didn't come back after asking for leave yesterday to go home."

"Look for it." Shen Yuan said a single word coldly, and then strode away.

When walking in front of them, Shen Yuan's coat stirred up a gust of wind, and everyone shivered at the same time.

"Yes."

Shen Yuan has a pretty face, not overly handsome, and the beauty is always restrained in time. Occasionally, the corners of his mouth can be raised slightly, which can make people feel close, but he doesn't smile very much, and he never even wants to ease his emotions. The facial expression always puts on an indifferent expression, hiding his eyes in the shadows under the eyebrows, like a falcon ready to go, which makes people feel terrified.

The snow outside the clubhouse was still falling, the road that was cleared in the morning was now white again, and countless wheels pressed deep and shallow black marks. It was already past twelve o'clock when Shen Yuan walked out of the clubhouse, and the clock striking the time had just struck the last time. .

At this time, Boss Sun, whom he saw at the door for the first time, was swaying left and right, passing by Shen Yuan with two girls who looked like water snakes in his arms, and showed him a knowing smile.

"Little Boss Shen, come sit with me?" Boss Sun said politely.

Shen Yuan shook his head lightly, clenched his hands into fists and coughed in front of his face - the smell of too sweet perfume was too choking.

"Brother Chen——" Chen Yu appeared behind him at some point, it was freezing outside, but he was only wearing a thin shirt and coat, and the windproof overcoat fell somewhere when he was messing around with him. Sao Bao's burgundy shirt was undone with two buttons, and there were a few bright red marks rubbed on his collarbone.

What a meaty picture.

"Haha, I won't bother you young people." It was probably certain that Shen Yuan would not participate in this event, so without talking nonsense, the man smiled and left with his arms around the girls.

Who knows inside and outside the circle, it is not uncommon for Chen Jingui's young master to openly come out, and the headlines of the entertainment section are on the headlines again and again. If he hadn't climbed up to him, how would Shen Yuan be able to sit still? The owner of the black beer club .

It's just a boy.

Men are tired of being in the village of warm, fragrant and soft jade women, and secretly despise them.

Seeing people going away, Shen Yuan raised his eyelids, and glanced across Chen Yu's expressionless face: "Why did you come out?"

Chen Yu smiled when he heard the words, stretched out his hands to caress his neck, circling his fingertips, his arms slightly bent, but he didn't intend to get close to him: "Brother Shen, you are my male companion."

Shen Yuan tilted his head slightly, and dodged it: "I'm just your male companion, Young Master Chen."

Hearing the sarcasm in his words, Chen Yu blinked indifferently, but took his hand away mercilessly: "You are such a scumbag."

"We're all friends, so don't say any embarrassing things." Shen Yuan dusted off his collar, trying to disperse the smell of perfume on Chen Yu, "Give me the keys, and I'll ask someone to bring the car over."

Chen Yu raised his chin in front of him: "No, I've already called."

As soon as he finished speaking, the expensive sports car roared up, and it made several black ruts in the snow. The headlights hit the snow and dazzled the eyes. head.

"Boss Shen, Young Master Chen." The young man who drove was a waiter who was temporarily arrested as a substitute driver. It was the first time he drove such an expensive car, and his palms were sweating layer after layer.

"Send Young Master Chen back first." After Chen Yu got into the car, Shen Yuan got into the co-pilot.

As soon as they got into the car, the radiator swarmed them up and wrapped them up, dispelling the cold air coming in without stopping for a moment.

They walked one after the other without saying a word.

Shen Yuan leaned on the seat, folded his hands in front of his chest, tilted his head slightly, closed his eyes tightly, and occasionally shook slightly as the car stopped, as if nothing could wake him up, even the air around him relaxed. down.

And Chen Yu drank a lot of wine, you can tell by his blush cheeks and the smell of alcohol all over his body, but he doesn't sit as neatly as Shen Yuan, and the space in the back row, which was originally not that big, was suddenly filled by him Yes, with his head against the car window, his eyes clear.

Suddenly he turned his head, took a book from the seat next to him, and weighed it in his hand, like a merchant weighing the price of a commodity.

"...You hate those people so much, and you fought against them for so long, but in the end you became like them. There is no ideal in the world that is worth the price of such a sinking..."

Chen Yu's throat seemed to be covered with half a handful of sand, and it was hoarse and hoarse. The words spit out from his mouth had no sense of beauty at all.

"I didn't know you still had the hobby of reading." Shen Yuan said coolly, but his eyes were still closed, and even his posture didn't change.

"No, no, no, I only know how to eat, drink and have fun. I don't understand this stuff." Chen Yu knew that his tone was a sign of anger, so he hastily denied it and put the book back in its original place.

The car fell silent again.

The "novice driver" in the driver's seat grasped the steering wheel more and more smoothly, and gradually increased the speed.

This white car seemed to be integrated with the snow. It walked close to the ground and whizzed by. The snowflakes escaped from under the wheels, bloomed again, and soon fell into a new night.

The author says:

You hate those people so much, you fight with them for so long, but in the end you become like them. There is no ideal in the world worth such sinking as the price. ——"One Hundred Years of Solitude"