Running wolf and dog

Time went back to two years ago, Han Xiaonuo returned home after he was released from prison, and he still remembered Han Yiyi's face flushed with excitement when he saw him sitting at the door when he came back from get off work.

Han Xiaonuo once thought that the separation would at least allow him and Han Yiyi to get along well, but he didn't expect that Yan Bin led a group of people to their house early the next morning.

Han Xiaonuo still remembers Han Yiyi's expression when he heard Yan Bin say that he was already a male favourite, disappointed, lost, and still disgusted. At this time, Han Xiaonuo recalled that expression again, but he had a mentality that he had never had before. Be calm.

He raised his head and glanced at the long-lost residential building, a building with several floors, and underwear and quilt covers of various colors hanging from the windows. It has been two years, and he still remembers the time he told Han Yiyi when he first came here. It will be short-lived.At that time, he was still dyed with yellow hair, thinking about how to die all day long, and his life was hopeless.

As for why he has lived to this day, in fact, he knows better than anyone in his heart that he can't let go of Han Yiyi. Although most of the time he faces women with an attitude of disgust, the longing in his heart is in Han Yiyi's eyes. The child who stayed in Yiyi's arms for a while never died, but he had to say goodbye to the emotion hidden in his heart. ． ． ． ． ．

Thinking of this, Han Xiaonuo unconsciously reached out and touched his eyes. Realizing that this action was unnecessary, he couldn't help but smiled wryly, then shook his head, raised his legs and walked in. At this time, a person rushed into the alley. The child almost bumped into him, and he avoided it carefully, but the child stuck out his tongue at him. He was taken aback for a moment, then looked up, and saw Han Yiyi coming out of the residential corridor. She was wearing a white Sweater, the whole person is thinner and changed!

When Han Yiyi saw him, she froze for a moment, then rushed over with red eyes, and before she got close, she punched him on the shoulder. He heard her trembling voice say, "You damn child, where are you?" It's been a long time..."

When she opened her mouth again, Han Yiyi's voice turned into a sobbing cry. Han Xiaonuo hugged Han Yiyi. This kind of role change made it difficult for him to adapt. He lowered his head slowly and stiffly. In the next second, the whole Her body couldn't help but tremble, Han Yiyi, who was clearly not yet 40 years old, turned all white on the top of her head. ． ． ． ． ．

Han Yiyi touched his face with tears in his eyes. She was no longer that aggressive woman. At this moment, she was as vulnerable as other Chinese parents. He stared at Han Xiaonuo and said, "Mom misses you so much, you Little bastard, your father doesn't want my mother, do you want to leave her too?!"

Han Xiaonuo looked at Han Yiyi, he opened his mouth, but before he could speak, there was a dry pain in his eyes, the pain was fleeting, but still made his body tremble uncontrollably, Han Yiyi Noticing his movements, he touched his body and asked him nervously, "What's wrong with you?"

Han Xiaonuo smiled at her, but his complexion became paler.

In the living room, Han Yiyi is busy in the kitchen. Han Xiaonuo has grown so big, and Han Yiyi has cooked for him very few times. This time, it can be regarded as a perfect end to his life.

Han Xiaonuo thought so, but didn't realize that Han Yiyi's eyes had never left him since entering the room. Han Yiyi didn't know when her son's eyesight became so poor. Not only that, Han Yiyi clearly felt that Han Xiaonuo had changed, he was no longer the gloom before, his emotions were as blank as a piece of paper, To put it bluntly, it seemed like a dead person without any emotion, this feeling made Han Yiyi at a loss.

Her parents divorced since she was a child, and she married Han Xiaonuo's father when she was a teenager. She had Han Xiaonuo when she was a child. No one taught her how to be a parent. Apart from losing her temper for no reason, For Han Xiaonuo, she was full of guilt and helplessness.

Han Yiyi sat next to Han Xiaonuo, she stared at him for a long time, and finally asked him: "Xiao Nuo, how have you been doing these two years?"

Han Xiaonuo shook slightly, but didn't look at Han Yiyi, he was afraid that he would show his feet, so he smiled and said, "It's pretty good, how about you?"

The conversation between the two of them was like a guest, not at all like a mother and son who had been repeating each other for a long time. This feeling drove Han Yiyi crazy again. She was eager to find a topic, but what she said again was: "Xiao Nuo, your father is also in Yunmeng .”

In a word, like a stone thrown on a calm lake, it finally stirred up little ripples.

Han Xiaonuo raised his head, he remembered that evening, when the sun was setting, in the potholed alley, the man carried the suitcase and never looked back.

In Han Xiaonuo's ears, he was calling in the alley. Unfortunately, he is no longer the Han Xiaonuo who would take bricks to blame his friends for the sake of feelings a few years ago. In the past two years, he has been regarded as I understand that there are some things that he really can't grasp with all his strength, he couldn't help laughing when he thought of this.

This smile completely stunned Han Yiyi next to her. Han Yiyi began to wonder, besides the similar appearance, is the person in front of her really her son Han Xiaonuo?

As if to answer her doubts, Han Xiaonuo turned around and met Han Yiyi's eyes for the first time. At that glance, Han Yiyi seemed to understand everything, and she seemed to understand nothing. She cried, just like Han Yiyi When Xiao Nuo was sentenced to her when she was five years old, or when Han Xiao Nuo was taken away by those debtors, he opened his mouth and cried hysterically.

She yelled in a hoarse voice: "Sin, what have I done, God wants to treat me like this..."

Han Xiaonuo looked at Han Yiyi's flushed face from crying with eyes that he could see clearly, he really wanted to reach out and touch her, and tell her that she was actually the sailor who ran out to save him when he had nightmares when he was a child Yue, but after trying several times, he was as stiff as before, as stiff as a corpse.

He was always at a loss what to do with Han Yiyi's crying.

Han Yiyi seemed to be too tired from crying, and finally fell into a dizzy sleep. When she woke up again, Han Xiaonuo was no longer there, it was pitch black outside, and there was no sign of anyone else in the room. Like a dream she had, she touched the quilt next to her unwillingly, felt a bit of warmth, and hurriedly got up and rushed out, ignoring the biting cold in November in the northwest, she rushed to the street with bare feet , with disheveled hair, shouted Han Xiaonuo's name into the distance one after another, except for the sound of the siren, there were bursts of bumps coming from the end of the street from the depths of the darkness.

Han Yiyi opened her eyes and looked at the distance in despair. She finally couldn't hold back and slowly squatted down with her arms folded. After an unknown amount of time, she felt her eyes darken. When she looked up again, she seemed to see more than a dozen Years later, Han Xiaonuo, his facial features are still fresh, the difference is that he has a little beard on his chin, and there is no trace of emotion in his black eyes. He smiled slightly at Han Yiyi, and the corners of his mouth began to show vicissitudes fine lines.

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Han Xiaonuo left in a hurry, he was afraid that if he was too late, he would feel reluctant, so he walked quickly on the street, running wildly in the night, in the dark, he seemed to hear Han Yiyi calling his name, finally couldn't hold back the tears The stream flowed out, and when he turned around again, he saw Yan Bin leaning against the darkness.

The blurry street lights in the distance came over, Yan Bin seemed to be smiling at him, he didn't want to go into it, quickly wiped away the tears from his eyes, and walked towards Yan Bin without hesitation.

As soon as Han Xiaonuo approached, Yan Bin reached out and hugged him tightly, Han Xiaonuo still trembled slightly because of his movement, he tried hard to control himself, but heard Yan Bin's deep voice in his arms He said in his ear, "Why don't you look at me?"

The man's voice was rare and gentle, but Han Xiaonuo couldn't hear anything different. He continued to lower his head and followed Yan Bin's pace for a long time before he answered him: "I'm sorry."

Hearing his answer, Yan Bin changed his usual coldness and started laughing. The man's hearty voice rang in his ears, and Han Xiaonuo couldn't help being taken aback. He was inexplicably curious about what a man looks like when he laughs. Yes, but he still held back his almost raised head.

He heard the man say, "Smoking?"

"Have one," he replied.

Yan Bin withdrew his hand on his shoulder, and after a while, there was a click, the sound of a lighter sounded in the night, and a scarlet spot of light lit up in the darkness. Yan Bin handed him a cigarette, then bent down, and put the The cigarette in his mouth was passed to him.

Han Xiaonuo struggled for a minute, but finally compromisingly held the cigarette in his mouth, and lit it with the cigarette in Yan Bin's mouth.

He tilted his head, squinted his eyes, and didn't look at Yan Bin the whole time, but from the very beginning, Yan Bin's eyes never left him. Yan Bin always felt that the man in front of him seemed to have changed, but what changed? He never noticed it.

Under the street lamp, he saw Han Xiaonuo's pretty face blurred in the smoke, and unconsciously said, "Han Xiaonuo, you look so damn good smoking."

Han Xiaonuo was taken aback with a cigarette in his mouth, then he grinned and said, "Really?"

At that moment, Yan Bin looked at his smile and didn't know what to do. He suddenly hoped that time would stop here, and that two ordinary men would go home hand in hand, that would be great.

This kind of naive idea was immediately killed by him. He felt that he was a bit hypocritical, but when he looked at Han Xiaonuo again, he still unconsciously said: "Han Xiaonuo, to be honest, I am quite I like you."

Han Xiaonuo was startled, then took a deep breath of the cigarette, he continued to walk into the night, and when he reached the dark place, he finally turned his head to look at Yan Bin, and asked him: "What do you like about me?"

The man standing under the street lamp is tall and big, usually murderous, but at this time he showed a look of embarrassment that he had never felt before. He scratched his hair that was tied behind him, then looked up with a pair of burning eyes Han Xiaonuo in the dark, he said: "I really don't know what I like about you, I actually really hate homosexuality, and I want to hate you too, but let me find out, you are really quite anti-masochistic, During this period of time, I have also thought a lot. I am not the kind of person who likes to hide and hide. From the last time... the last time I whipped you with a belt, I know that I am a little different Now, I really can’t say what I like about you, I like your face, your stubborn temper, I don’t just like your ass, do I?”

Han Xiaonuo in the dark heard this sudden confession, he couldn't help being dumbfounded, he stood there, his body couldn't help shaking, the shaking became bigger and bigger, like sifting chaff, Yan Bin discovered his abnormality , approached him and asked him what happened?

Han Xiaonuo lowered his head immediately, he gritted his teeth, but the next second his tone was very relaxed, he said: "It's okay, let's go back."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked into the deeper blackness. At that moment, Yan Bin almost thought that he was going to disappear, so he hurriedly chased after him, neither of them mentioned the confession just now.

That weird atmosphere didn't belong to them in the first place, maybe at that moment, God just played a joke on them, and its purpose was just to pave the way for the cruel reality to come.

On the same day, Yan Bin asked Han Xiaonuo for countless times. In the end, Han Xiaonuo wrapped himself in a bath towel to clean his body. When he was in the bathroom, he actually took out a mobile phone from the bath towel. He quickly typed a row on the button. , then turned off the phone, and flushed the SIM card and the phone down the toilet.

He hurriedly washed himself, and then went out, the man was already asleep, he glanced at Yan Bin, he didn't understand why he was looking at him, he was very good-looking, with three-dimensional features, like a movie star, if, they weren't Starting in that way, Han Xiaonuo felt that maybe they could really fall in love.

Thinking of this, Han Xiaonuo felt amused at his own thoughts, he shook his head, and then got into the quilt, just as he lay down, the man's thick arms wrapped him around him forcefully.

Han Xiaonuo's whole body was stiff, he was always on guard, but in the end he couldn't resist the deep drowsiness and slowly closed his eyes.

That night, under the cold night in Yunmeng, there was one person who completely lost sleep.

Yao Heng looked at the row of texts on the phone, with deep fear in his eyes. On it, there was a row of cold Song typefaces saying: Tomorrow, get me a gun as a reward.