Darkest Action

After eating the boiled mutton, Meng Ran didn't have the intention to go back to the hotel immediately, and asked Wu Xia what else to do, he was frustrated, and after hitting a wall, he meant to be drunk tonight.

Even though he was in the away game in Beijing, Wu Xia still arranged everything properly. He made a few phone calls, sent a few WeChat messages, made friends, and soon found himself in the trendiest and hottest night scene A small party was organized.

The two took a taxi to the entrance of the KTV, and a few friends from the north immediately greeted them. They were a group of young men and women in their 20s, and their faces were full of youth and vitality.

The young people didn't know Meng Ran's real identity, they only thought he was Wu Xia's ordinary friend in Huangjiang.A boy took the initiative to greet Meng Ran, and hooked his hand on his shoulder.

Wu Xia was startled when she saw this, and hurriedly shouted: "Hey! Hand..."

But Meng Ran shook his head at him: "It's okay. Come out to play and be warm."

A group of people entered the private room noisily, and saw that on the glass tea table, there were several rows of shiny wine glasses, foreign wine mixed with carbonated wine, easy to drink, but quickly drunk.None of the girls and boys were shy of strangers, they sang, danced and played, and the atmosphere was booming.

Splendid lights, explosive music, and alcohol punishment games that drive the atmosphere... Meng Ran is basically proficient in those games played in the night market. A group of people sat close to each other and started playing. Some people guessed what Meng Ran was doing.

"I'm a policeman." Meng Ran curled his lips, "I'm in charge of a community in the police station."

What he said was not completely false, but the time axis was pulled back for a full seven years.

Someone teased Wu Xia and asked him, "Xiao Xia! Come out to play this time, will your perverted leader ignore you?"

Wu Xia's expression changed instantly: "What nonsense are you talking about? Your leader is a pervert!"

The person who started the conversation turned on the phone's light, and shook Wu Xia's face like a prank: "Damn! Why are you blushing? Do you like your leader?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I'll beat you!" Wu Xia was completely anxious, and put the wine glass on the table, not daring to look at Meng Ran.

Unexpectedly, Meng Ran didn't mind, and continued to say to others: "I've seen his leader before. He is serious and boring, and he is quite abnormal." He said, looked at Wu Xia again, and smiled faintly: "But tonight, he can't control it."

Wu Xia suddenly felt chills down his spine, and wished he could apologize on the spot, so he toasted silently, suicidally punishing him with alcohol.

A group of people sang and danced for a while.Meng Ran's official position information was searched by a girl, and the Baidu Encyclopedia with black characters on a white background clearly revealed his true identity—the deputy director of the Huangjiang City Public Security Bureau.

This encyclopedia page quickly spread to everyone present except Meng Ran and Wu Xia. Immediately afterwards, the number of people in the private room began to gradually decrease.Wu Xia was called out by his friends, and when they came back, they all looked a little unhappy.

The last two or three people who left were out of breath before they left, accusing Wu Xia in one go.

"What do you think of us? Do you accompany you to lead the public relations of drinking and punching?"

"I love flattering and I also bring others along! It's too much!"

The few people who had been cheated finished venting and slammed the door to leave.

Wu Xia couldn't get out of breath, and felt aggrieved in his chest.

Meng Ran beside him didn't say a word, just looked at the little fox who was rarely worried, and suddenly couldn't help laughing, "You, you are so clever, but you were mistaken by your cleverness!"

"It was you who took the initiative to conceal your identity!" Wu Xia defended herself.

Tonight's Meng Ran had no intention of criticizing education, so he had to admit his mistake and give in: "Okay, it's my fault."

He took a sip of the wine in his glass, his expression gradually darkened: "You may not believe it, but when I was at the grassroots level, I had many good friends..."

Wu Xia heard a trace of loneliness in these words, immediately adjusted the atmosphere, and joked: "You can enjoy boundless loneliness only if you can sit on thousands of miles of mountains and rivers."

"Your mouth really looks like it has been smeared with honey."

"It's not sweet to everyone." Wu Xia smiled, "If a leader is understood by the people below, then the level of the leader will be no different from the people below."

"Well said!" Meng Ran was amused by Wu Xia, and suddenly became interested again, and brought the sieve cup and foreign wine on the coffee table, "Come on! They're gone, let's continue playing!"

When he returned to the hotel, Meng Ran was almost unconscious.From the grassroots to the top, his luck in playing sieves has never increased. In this night alone, he lost dozens of rounds to Wu Xia.At the end of the game, Wu Xia was too embarrassed to ask him to continue drinking, but Meng Ran was very fair and upright. Once he lost, he had to abide by the game rules of drinking until the glass was drained.

The two stumbled all the way into the room, Wu Xia half-carried Meng Ran, and helped him to the direction of the big bed with difficulty.

The drunken Meng Ran's body was heavy, and he slid onto the bed, dragging Wu Xia along with him.The two stepped up and down, facing each other face to face, appearing ambiguous and awkward.

Just as Wu Xia was about to pull away to leave, he suddenly found that Meng Ran below had opened his eyes.

At that moment, Wu Xia only felt that Meng Ran's eyes were completely different from when he usually looked at him.Under the lens, Meng Ran's eyes moved slightly, and a pair of reddish eyes showed a kind of extremely contradictory love and hate...

He was not looking at him, but through his skin, he saw the person engraved in his life.

"Why are you doing this to me..."

Meng Ran's voice was hoarse and deep, and was already slightly choked with sobs.

Suddenly, Wu Xia was slapped heavily on half of the cheek. He looked at Meng Ran below in shock, but before he could react, his body was overturned by a powerful force, and Meng Ran had turned over. Occupying the upper position, he quickly bent down and sealed the lips he wanted to speak with his mouth.

The suffocating kiss ended abruptly with a sharp pain from deep in Meng Ran's head. He stopped and raised his hand to press the throbbing temple of "Tudu". Clear an outline.

That was Qi Rui.

There was still Meng Ran's warmth on Wu Xia's mouth. He moved his lips, and the word "Meng" popped out between his teeth, but he swallowed the word "Ju" behind it forcefully.His hand slowly moved upwards to Meng Ran's face, interlocking his fingers, trying to imitate the tone of that similar person.

On this ambiguous night, at this misplaced time, Wu Xia under Meng Ran said something that Qi Rui once said——

"If you want, there is nothing wrong with it."

As soon as the words fell, Meng Ran's brain buzzed, the words were like a tube of adrenaline, and like a good painkiller, instantly dispelling all the pain under the influence of alcohol.

In the next moment, Wu Xia's lips were kissed firmly by him again, his breath blended together, and his limbs were knotted.

Wu Xia had dated girlfriends before, but had never met a man.When all the clothes were removed and they faced each other naked, he still couldn't help trembling slightly, but he couldn't get off the tiger, and he didn't dare to beg for mercy. He could only grit his teeth and bear the unspeakable tearing pain.

Before Meng Ran was exhausted, a few drops of hot tears dripped onto Wu Xia's chest, and a few low-pitched murmurs sounded in his ears, it was Meng Ran calling him softly, calling him——

political commissar……

A night of spring breeze is fleeting.

At dawn, Wu Xia slowly opened his eyes, and saw Meng Ran sitting on the edge of the bed alone with his back turned to him.

Wu Xia moved slightly, feeling her whole body aching like a frame falling apart, and faint bloodstains from last night's coitus could be vaguely seen on the white sheets.

"Meng..."

As soon as Wu Xia said something, he immediately got stuck. He didn't want to call Meng Ran Meng Ju anymore. Just last night, the relationship between them had undergone a qualitative change. This morning, he wanted to reflect this change in each other's relationship. Let's call.

Realizing that the person on the bed had woken up, Meng Ran didn't look back, but said lightly, "Go back."

Wu Xia sat up and answered, "Okay, then I'll book our tickets back to Huangjiang now."

"What I said is, you go back." Meng Ran's voice was flat, like a piece of cold ice, "Go back where you came from."

Wu Xia was taken aback for a moment, and gradually felt uneasy: "Meng Ju, what do you mean by that?"

Meng Ran by the bed turned his head, his eyes looked extremely indifferent: "I have decided to transfer you back to the Criminal Investigation Corps, if you refuse to accept the commercial transfer and continue to rely on the city bureau, there are only two choices waiting for you." , plastic surgery or resignation."

The moment the words fell, the pain in Wu Xia's body seemed to spread to his heart all of a sudden, and he asked in a trembling voice in disbelief, "I...were we fine last night?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Meng Ran pinched his cheek with one hand, making him unable to move at all.

"Could that be you last night?" Meng Ran stared at the cheek similar to Qi Rui, and actually sneered: "It's such a scheming face! You've worked hard all the way to this day, and finally let it have something. It’s where it comes in handy.”

At this point, Wu Xia fell into an ice cellar, and quickly explained: "It's not what you think! As long as it can relieve your worries, I don't mind being Qi Rui's substitute."

Meng Ran turned aside Wu Xia's face, took the mobile phone on the bedside table, and threw it in front of him: "Look for yourself."

Trembling, Wu Xia picked up the phone and checked it quickly. He saw a lot of materials about his background in the mailbox of his superior, and heard Meng Ran say: "You were born in a low-level family. Lost mother. Stepfather committed a criminal case and is currently serving his sentence in custody. Strictly speaking, given your family background, you should not be able to pass the political trial, but fortunately you have this look, and Qi Feng caught a glimpse of you and kept you by his side.

"You have a girlfriend who is talking about getting married, and a younger brother who is hearing disabled. Just recently, the woman's parents who have always held objections suggested to you that if you can't buy a real estate in the city center as a wedding room, you should stop dragging your feet. , wasting their daughter's youth.

"After becoming my secretary, your network has gradually expanded, and you have found the top ear specialist in Huangjiang for your deaf-mute brother, but the cost of just a cochlear implant is about 50 yuan. Apart from constantly climbing up, you have nothing to do. There is no way to retreat, and power comes with money, so you must use your good skin."

Meng Ran's words were like knives, each stabbing into Wu Xia's heart.He never expected that Meng Ran had already grasped his past trajectory in real time.The other party is always on top, everything is left behind, mistakes made after drunk, immediately written off when sober, careless and ruthless.Wu Xia only felt that he had lost a miserable bet. In his impression, Meng Ran was supposed to be traditional and dedicated, but it was a pity that he was not the one who was targeting him from beginning to end.

"I want to be you! We are obviously the same kind of person!" Suddenly, Wu Xia tore off the disguise and growled in a low voice, "Whether it's Qi Feng, Qi Rui, or Yao Yixian who has been dealing with the Anne group , These people are all different from us, it’s because of their origins! It’s because of their class! In order to climb to the same height as them, didn’t you do something similar?”

Meng Ran let out a cold snort of disdain, casually picked up the clothes and pants on the ground, and threw them at Wu Xia, "You are wrong, I have never relied on betraying my appearance to get where I am today."

The author says:

Before being sprayed, let me justify a few words, the author is not a supporter of the so-called "double cleanliness" from the inside out.Once this topic is unfolded, there is too much room for expansion, and it can involve all kinds of admiration and praise of female chastity for thousands of years.The analogy of going into Danmei is that it can be attacked, but it cannot be tolerated... This chapter is definitely not advocating promiscuity, but that sex should not be a means of binding characters like Meng Ran in the final volume, which seems too immature.Don't think of his blackening too simply, whore appreciation + ruthless dick pulling are also the means and skills added after his blackening.