dark crossing

The sky is gloomy, with dark clouds pressing down on the surroundings. It belongs to the last ray of sunlight today, which majesticly coats the mud in the world with a layer of light gold.

Lu Xinghe was still sitting on the sofa reading a book, his face was peaceful, but his mood sank along with the sinking sun, falling into the bottomless abyss of his heart.

Emotional illnesses usually have the characteristics of being mild during the day and severe at night. As night approached, Lu Xinghe became more and more aware that he was seriously ill. Otherwise, how could he suddenly have the urge to cry in such a peaceful evening.

Lin Youbandi was still sitting by the window, the window was pushed open a crack, and the cool evening breeze blew in.The light and shadow of the sun illuminated the side of him facing the window very brightly, and the interlacing of light and shade made his jaw curve superior, without a trace of fat.

The dark irises are half covered by the slightly drooping eyelids, and the thick eyelashes hang down to form a perfect silhouette. His face is soaked in the last afterglow of the day, so white that it gives birth to a hazy and sad halo.

Lu Xinghe looked up from the ink-scented pages of the book, saw his handsome and gentle side face, his mind went blank, he just wanted to cry.

He likes this kind of evening very much, and likes to sit silently opposite Lin Yougang, who looks transparent and simple.But it is precisely because I like it so much, so once I think that these things will not last long, I wish that the world can be destroyed at this moment, and use the eternity of death to maintain this illusion of tranquility.

According to the book, another name for a person is desire.Lu Xinghe took this very seriously, and faced Lin Youbandit with duplicity, he had to look forward to Shu.Wanting to be loved, but also wanting to be free, wanting to be long, wanting eternity, wanting to greedily grasp the impossibility of everything.

Before that, he had made countless extreme assumptions.

If Lin Youband was an unforgivable villain, would you still love him?

If Lin Youban no longer loves you, can you accept the freedom of not being loved?

This is the so-called worst plan, if he can bear it, then everything will have an exit.

But Lu Xinghe found out in despair that even if Lin Youban was a murderous devil, he would definitely protect him, even if one day Lin Youban no longer loved him, he couldn't leave him at all.

When he realized this, he fell into an ice cave.

It is often believed that it is cowards who set off heroes, ugly women who create beauties, and all beings who transform Buddhas.The fact is true, all misfortune stems from comparison.

A stray cat is picking up food in the garbage dump, is it really pitiful?No, not at all, but there is a way to make her miserable instantly, give it a can, pet it on the head, and then turn away...

If you haven't been loved tenderly, you won't know what kind of loneliness it is to go through the long night alone.

He hates that he is always insecure and suspicious, hates that he cannot fully trust Lin Youband, and needs to keep vigilant all the time, and even more hates himself who knows that Lin Youband is not honest, but still cannot stop loving him.

This chronic tension and self-loathing about intimacy creates a vicious cycle.Six months ago, he began to notice that he had symptoms of insomnia and auditory hallucinations, which got worse as time went on.

The doctor prescribed fluoxetine, estazolam and other pills for him. After taking it for half a year, his symptoms did not improve, so he simply gave up on himself and stopped taking them.

Of course Lin Youban refused, and watched him take medicine every day, coaxing him to make Lu Xinghe's skin crawl all over.What a lover, it's a pity it's not true.

It took him two years to think he knew Lin Youband better than anyone else, but he didn't want to get to know the person next to him through a computer. It was really stupid.

The dinner is Western style. The pumpkin cream soup and a traditional foie gras all reflect the good level of the chef here.

It's a pity that the beauty met the blind man.Lu Xinghe, who didn't want to eat anything meaty, retched several times at the plate of fatty foie gras. This time the bodyguard didn't leave but stood by the dining table and watched them eat. Seeing him retch, the taller one She smiled: "I didn't know so much that I thought you had it." The contemptuous look couldn't be hidden through the sunglasses.

Lu Xinghe's forehead and nostrils were covered with fine sweat, and shimmered under the light. Before he could speak, the talkative bodyguard suddenly let out a heart-piercing scream.

Lu Xinghe raised his eyes to look over, and found a shiny steel fork on the back of his hand, blood gushed out, and flowed everywhere on the floor.

Lin Youband held the only western knife for cutting foie gras left, his eyes were dark: "Keep your mouth shut."

His shots were so accurate and so swift that no one in the audience could see his movements clearly.

The bodyguard gritted his teeth and pulled out the fork, his eyes were red with anger, but he didn't dare to confront Lin Youbandit because of Liang Shuo's repeated explanation of "be polite". He pressed the wound and said, "Thank you!" Mr. Lin enlighten me."

Lin Youband put down the knife, and said flatly, "It's not enough to teach you. If you can't control your mouth anymore, the future lessons will only be burned to you."

The bodyguard dared to be angry but did not dare to speak. He held back for a long time before he could say: "Mr. Lin is right."

Lin Yougui elegantly cut a piece of foie gras and put it in his mouth: "It's a bit greasy, let the kitchen prepare a bowl of porridge, and I want some refreshing side dishes."

He had already seen that these two bodyguards were rotten wood, and they would never dare to embarrass them if the person in charge was not around.It is not yet known who the other party is, but one thing is clear, they "invited" him to come here as a guest with all their troubles, and the purpose was definitely not to kill him.

The so-called master should want to know or get something from him, as long as this can be confirmed, then it is unknown who has the upper hand now.

The porridge was brought up quickly, and Lin Youbandi took a sip before pushing it to Lu Xinghe: "Eat a little." When his eyes touched his face, his icy expression immediately loosened. Made a joke: "Don't starve my son."

Lu Xinghe raised his head because of his bad taste, was silent for a while, picked up a spoon and started to drink the porridge: "Are you still patriarchal? How do you know it's not a daughter?"

"Sour and spicy." Lin Youbandi said firmly, "You don't like spicy food."

Lu Xinghe smiled briefly: "Crazy."

Lin Youband put down the tableware, reached out and pinched his face: "You can joke and swear, can it be understood that you don't hate me so much?"

Lu Xinghe's face froze immediately.

Lin Youban smiled understandingly, let go of his hand, and rubbed his cheek with the back of his hand instead: "It's okay to hate me, I lied to you, it's my fault."

"Then will you change it?" Lu Xinghe asked: Can you tell me the truth in the future? "

This question seems familiar.

Lin Youband looked at him, his black eyes vibrated alternately with light and dark, and finally he said, "Sorry."

Lu Xinghe let out a long sigh of relief: "It's okay, at least I can be sure that you didn't lie to me this time." He buried his head and drank a few mouthfuls of porridge, then put down the bowl and said, "I'm going to take a shower."

Lin Youband stood up and went into the bathroom first. The place is not big, but it has all internal organs.In such a private space, the camera in the corner is particularly obtrusive.

Lin Youband rolled up his sleeves and said, "Wait."

Lu Xinghe stood outside obediently and waited, but after half an hour he didn't see Lin Youbandit coming out, so he opened the door and went in with all his patience.The camera in the corner was dismantled by Lin Youband, and the wires and parts were scattered all over the floor. Lin Youband had no tools and was struggling with a tightly tightened screw with his bare hands.

"what are you doing?"

Lin Youband had no time to look up and said to him, "Come in and help."

Lu Xinghe walked up to him and knelt down and asked, "What is this?"

"Circuit board."

"Do you still work as an electrician?"

"Well, a little bit."

"Then what am I going to do?"

"Hand me the red thread."

Lu Xinghe handed him the line, but Lin Youban didn't connect it, but grabbed his hand instead, Lu Xinghe didn't move, so he connected the line with Lu Xinghe's hand.

"Give me the blue one again."

"Ah."

"What are you thinking?" Lin Youban asked out of his busy schedule.

"I was thinking, are those two bodyguards dead? Why did we just destroy their cameras like this?"

Lin Youbandi laughed again, with a hint of childish complacency in his smile: "I made a move, what they receive now is a fixed picture, I don't know what we are doing, how about it, am I very good?"

Lu Xinghe stared at him helplessly: "Who would ask such a question?"

"Can't you praise me?" Lin Youbandi didn't stop his hands, nor was his mouth idle: "It's not easy for me to please you. It's really hard to make a living by Boss Lu's side."

"Then you're not doing well?"

Lin Youban stretched out his hand, and rubbed his pale lips meaningfully with his fingertips: "How do you want me to behave?"

Lu Xinghe licked the place he touched with the tip of his tongue: "Are you a candle? Will it light up when you light it?"

Of course, Lin Youband was not a candle that could not be lighted, nor was it an abacus that moved only when it was dialed.He leaned forward and kissed those two lips that still smelled of rice.Lu Xinghe wrapped his arms around his neck, and stuck his tongue into his mouth rebelliously.