[Bottle Evil] Destiny

Dazed, this thought was instantly dispelled in my mind.

They don't want to say, so why do I have to know?

Xiaohua and Fatty are my friends, as long as this is enough, it is enough.Perhaps Third Master Wu Xiao should know about other things, but Wu Xie doesn't necessarily need to know.

I trust my friends, they won't hurt me, and I trust them, they have their own judgment.

Before they told me, I would have believed that the fat man was for traveling and the little flower was for visiting old friends.

'Being a person without past and future' is the only way to truly leave.

No past, no shackles on the body; no future, no longer participating in the intrigue of the old nine.Only then can I live a life that truly belongs to Wu Xie.

I just smiled in relief.Turning to the younger brother, he said, "Brother, let's go home."

Poker-Face stared at me for a long while, his face almost blushed and his heart skipped a beat before he uttered a word: "Okay."

☆, watch a movie with the bottle

Boss Wu's antique shop is at 9:[-] a.m.

In the morning of October, the weather turned slightly cooler.Boss Wu was lying on the recliner behind the counter of the antique shop, covered with a woolen coat, looking drowsy and unwilling to wake up.

Although due to the warmer weather, the four seasons are becoming more and more unclear.It's already October, and the cooling is not obvious.It was cooler in the morning though.

The shop's business is still not bad. After collecting a few items and selling a few items, the business is also very low.But it doesn't matter, most antique shops look like this.Business is so good that it's not a problem.

My brother's ID card, I asked someone to get him one.Now that I have decided to be a good citizen, I can no longer continue to be a black household.As for the account, I will directly hang it with me.Although the identity column says cousins, they can still be considered members of my family.

"One day I will let you appear in my household registration book", I don't remember where I saw this sentence, but seeing the three words "Zhang Qiling" appearing in my family registration book, I have to say, my I feel very refreshed.

I lay on the recliner, and I was very happy.In other words, everything related to Poker Ping can make me very happy, um the best, and put it together with Wu Xie.

There was no one in the store.Wang Meng is not in the shop these days, but in the next door Wang's rules.After all, he came back that day partly to make peace, and partly because of his own shop, begging me not to make trouble.After all, he also has people under his command to support.

Wang Meng has been with me for so many years, so naturally I won't embarrass him too much.Although he also caused me a little trouble in the Northeast, but he didn't take much advantage, so I just dealt with him a little after I came back.

It is also because of this that after reopening the store, I did not recruit any more people. On the one hand, it is also to prevent myself from causing trouble like Wang Meng.

But this kid is also counted, he knows what I am worried about recently, so he gave me a movie ticket, and I read the name "Charlotte's troubles".

It is said to be a light-hearted comedy that has become popular recently.Wang Meng also said slyly: "Watching movies is the best way to enhance your relationship. Especially love movies." - I have to say, this kid has been a lot more slippery since he became his own boss.

Holding two movie tickets, I hesitated in my heart, how should I invite Poker Ping.

Just say, 'Brother, let's go to the movies. 'Will it look weird?

After thinking about it, I didn't come up with a natural idea. I fiddled with the two tickets in my hand repeatedly, almost crumpling them.

At this time, a sound of pushing the door brought me back from my thoughts. I checked the time and guessed that the Poker Bottle who had gone out to buy breakfast might have returned.

Looking up, sure enough.In an instant, he stuffed the movie ticket into his trouser pocket in a hurry, and then pretended that nothing happened, lying down with his eyes squinted, pretending to be relaxed and comfortable.

"Brother, you're back." In order to conceal the things in my hand, I hurriedly stood up and greeted, with the meaning of looking for something to say.

"Yeah." Poker bottle is really Poker bottle, so few words.Although since the Bronze Gate came out, the feeling that he seems to have no connection with the world has disappeared a lot, but a person's habits cannot be easily changed.His silence, his reticence, and his indifference to the world have been integrated into his life for a long time, and it is difficult to separate them.

But at least, he started trying to get in touch with this world.

For this, I am very satisfied.But in everything, as long as the first step is started, the next road will not be too difficult.

Due to lack of attention in the early years, irregular diet and great pressure, my stomach problems will attack from time to time, and occasionally my lungs will come out to make trouble from time to time, and I will be made very uncomfortable from time to time.And this morning, it was because of a stomach problem that Poker Ping went to buy breakfast.

Although we are now a society of 'ten people and nine stomachs', this stomach pain is really uncomfortable. Originally, I didn't care much about this kind of pain, but I saw Poker Finger frowning and worrying about me. , I felt very refreshed, so I went along with the flow and asked Poker Ping to help buy breakfast.

While thinking wildly, Poker Bottle had already walked in.The food in his hand exudes a hot smell.Although I can't smell it, I can still imagine its delicious taste based on the heat from the food.Coupled with the fact that I can't eat meat, I don't have so many desires for food.

I got up and took the things in my little brother’s hand. I have to say that the things Poker Ping bought are very solid. There is no such soft food as porridge and tofu nao, so I don’t feel full after eating it; Yes, it looks real.

"Brother, eat." I took the things in his hand, placed them on the table one by one, and then greeted, "I'm so hungry." While talking, I picked up a fried dough stick.

Poker-Face nodded, but took the deep-fried dough sticks from my hand, handed me a cup of soy milk, and said lightly, "Your stomach is uncomfortable, don't eat deep-fried dough sticks." After a pause, he said: "Boss's porridge is sold out, let's eat this first." Afterwards, he handed me the steamed buns and added, "Eat slowly."

I was taken aback, looking at Poker Ping's series of actions, I couldn't think at all, so I just looked at him blankly and nodded: "Oh, good."

When I came back to my senses, the Poker Bottle had already been eaten slowly.His movements are fast but not rude, which is very pleasing to watch.

Looking at his side face, I thought that the so-called stability in this world is probably the same. It feels great to be cared about by someone who cares.

Maybe it's good luck today. Not long after breakfast, business came to the door.

He is a young man, about 35 or [-] years old, with a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose that look wise. His upper body is a white cashmere sweater with a sheepskin coat; he is wearing light gray slacks underneath.

The temperament is gentle, unlike the ordinary working class, but the so-called intellectuals.

He first looked around at the furnishings and items in the store, and he just glanced around and then skipped it, as if he was looking for something.It wasn't until the line of sight came across something that it suddenly lit up, and then picked up the inkstone, turned it up and down, looked at it carefully for a few seconds, then weighed it again, put it to the ear and tapped it carefully for debate, Then he asked, "What's the price?"

I squinted my eyes and saw that it was a blue clay inkstone with crab shell from the Northern Song Dynasty.The shape is beautiful, the stone is delicate, and it can be regarded as top-grade, but whether it is true or not, I can only say, haha.

Inkstone is a good inkstone, but it is only a modern imitation, that kind of embarrassing antique.Naturally, the price can't be too high, five or six w is about the same.

I put on a smile, and when I was about to negotiate the price, I was stopped by Poker Bottle.

His bangs covered his eyes, making it difficult for me to see his expression clearly.He could only hear him say lightly: "You go back and rest first, I'll be fine."

……

Poker bottle wants to negotiate business for me?

I don't know what expression to use to express my sense of horror.

Although Poker-Face is currently working in my shop, this is just an excuse for me to keep people. I really don't expect Poker-Face to work for me.

Although it is very convenient to find a job in this society according to Poker's appearance and skill, there is still a very serious problem in front of Poker, that is:

Educational background.

Not to mention that the younger brother has never been to school, even if the younger brother has been to school since childhood, do you still have to submit a resume with a diploma from decades ago?

Thinking about that scene, I couldn't help but feel a chill.Moreover, it is almost impossible for those like us who live outside the system to integrate into normal life.

Some things are already ingrained in the bones and cannot be changed.Therefore, most of the jobs that laundering people are looking for are still inextricably involved with this industry.

If it is still in this industry, if the dumb Zhang wants to find a job, those big bosses must be flocking to him, but I don't want to let Poker Ping get into this kind of thing again, people's hearts are always scary, who knows Will it be involved again in the future?

So, I used some 'sweet words' to persuade Poker Face to work in my shop.

But when I stayed with him, I never thought that such a day would come.

Before I had time to speak, I was pushed to the reclining chair behind the counter by Poker Bottle.Then, I saw the little brother turned around and started talking to the man.

The author has something to say: I was so stupid to cry by the author, I forgot to set the time for the manuscript deposit box

☆、Watching a movie with a bottle (2)

Half an hour later, I saw Poker Bottle walk in.He was holding a white card in his hand, which looked like a business card.

"The business card belongs to that person just now?" I asked.

There are all kinds of people who come to antique shops, but there are no more than three types of people.Look at the fresh ordinary people and tourists; the nouveau riche local tyrants who don't know how to pretend to understand; and those who really have the eyes to see the goods.

The first type of these people will not have a business card, and the business with them cannot be done very well. A price of [-] yuan is already a big business. ; But this kind of person is not too easy to fool, firstly, he really doesn't have much money; secondly, he doesn't understand the rules of antiques at all, so when encountering such a situation, no shopkeeper will really bring out good goods It’s just a matter of fooling around; if the business is successful, it will be done, and if it can’t be done, there will be no harm.

And the second type will not have this kind of temperament. They only know money and money all day long, so vulgar! .But, vulgar returns to vulgarity, there is no ambiguity in spending money.This kind of person is the most popular with antique shop owners. They are stupid and have a lot of money.

In other words, this young man should belong to the third category, that is, experts.

Poker bottle didn't say anything, just handed over the business card.

I looked at:

Associate Professor of Department of Chinese Painting, Academy of Fine Arts, H University

silence

Is a teacher? !

No wonder, there is such a temperament.I nodded, and I don't mind the matter of 'such a young associate professor' anymore. For me, there are more important things, that is, "how much did you get?"

Since I handed over the people under my command to Xiaohua, I can only rely on this small shop again.Although there are still some deposits these years, but how do you say the old saying, no one thinks too much money.

"15w."

'What! 'This time I was completely stunned.

This price has greatly exceeded my highest expectations, "He just paid like this, without hesitation?"

I am puzzled, as a teacher, how can I come up with such a huge sum of money all at once? 15w, even if he is an associate professor and can earn extra money, it is not so easy to get it out.

Everyone knows that the reason why the prices of things in physical stores are inflated is just to give customers a room to bargain.The boss buys a product at a low price, and then doubles the price and sells it. When the customer counters the price, he looks sad and says how he lost money.And when the final transaction is made, the customer can satisfy the desire of the low price, and the boss will not really lose money.

Of course, those so-called "jump prices" and "clearance sales" all mean the same thing.

In this world, how can there be a loss-making business?

Especially in a watery place like an antique store.If I am an expert, I am ready for a long-term war of resistance.After all, these are all human beings!

Poker-Face nodded, "There is no counter-offer, just pay the full amount directly."

It is said that there must be a demon if something goes wrong, how can such an inkstone be sold at such a high price?Although the Chengni inkstone is considered one of the four famous inkstones, it is not worth the price.After all, there is still a counterfeit model on the back of this inkstone - 1938 Beiping.It is precisely because of this that I can't sell it as an antique.

Could it be that this inkstone is not an ordinary thing?Thinking of the one who spent 15w to buy a fake, I have to think this way.

I asked Poker-Fing about this matter, Poker-Face thought for a moment, then shook his head resolutely: "No, it's just a very ordinary inkstone, the quality of the stone can only be regarded as the top grade, and there is still a gap between it and the real top grade. "

So what's going on?I couldn't help frowning.The habit I have developed over the years made me involuntarily start thinking about that man's behavior, but I just started thinking about it when I was disturbed by the oil bottle.

"I just picked it up on the ground outside, is it yours?" I looked up and blushed instantly.

WTF!In Poker-Face's hands were two movie tickets.

That's right, those two cards that were still in my hand just now!

When it fell, I didn't realize it at all.I subconsciously reached into my pocket, but I only found a white trouser pocket that was turned inside out, which was exposed alone outside the trousers. It looked like a sarcasm no matter how you looked at it!

For a moment, I just felt that embarrassment and panic flew together, embarrassment and shyness.

"Wu Xie?" Poker-face saw that I hadn't spoken, and asked again.By the way, I passed the bill in my hand forward, almost hitting my nose.

"That... stunned..." Because I had a ghost in my heart, I really didn't dare to look into Poker's eyes, and I didn't know how to speak.At a certain moment, I forgot Wu Xie's eloquence to the Cambrian period.

So, in this situation, I don't know what happened. "Brother, do you want to watch a movie?" A word came out of my mouth.

After I finished speaking, I regretted it.Did I just say that directly?At that moment, I wish I could turn back time.

But the words had already been spoken, and there was really no excuse for pretending not to speak.Besides, my little brother may not necessarily reject me.

Thinking about it this way, I also gained the confidence to look up at Poker Bottle.

So I clearly saw that Poker Fing's facial muscles seemed to tremble slightly, and an inexplicable surprise flashed in his eyes.When they met my eyes, they seemed to be slightly out of the way unconsciously.

Within a few seconds, I saw Poker Bottle nodded: "Okay."

I don't know if it's my illusion, but I always feel that Poker Ping's expression is a bit uncomfortable, as if embarrassed.

His mouth was tightly closed, and he looked nervous; his eyes were slightly closed, and he didn't look into my eyes, but I always felt that he was avoiding my eyes.

But because of this, I can look at him without any scruples, because he can't see it.From my angle, I can clearly see his flawless skin, his star-like eyes, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, and his perfect chin.

Everything about him, in my eyes, is so beautiful.

Near noon, the number of pedestrians on the road gradually increased, the sun gradually became warm and raging, and there was a lot of traffic outside the door, with the rustling of the leaves blown by the wind.All kinds of voices mixed together, noisy and noisy.

But in this world, I feel as if I have been artificially cut off.All the voices became hazy and unreal in my head.

At this moment, I can only see him.At this moment, I just want to see him.

I just want to look at the man in front of me unscrupulously.Watch everything about him, his breathing, his temperature, everything about him.

I love him.

At this moment, I am absolutely sure.

☆、Watching a movie with a bottle (3)

You know, what is happiness?

That night, Poker-Face and I went into the cinema side by side, only to find out that Wang Meng had reserved seats for couples.Looking at the couples sitting next to them, their intimate behavior as if no one else was there, and even faint pink bubbles popped out,

Seeing this scene, Poker-Face and I looked at each other subconsciously, and we were speechless.

An awkward atmosphere filled the air in an instant.

Although I have unreasonable thoughts about Poker Bottle, but at this time, I still have to put it on.

So I pretended to evade and said to change two more tickets, and there was no seat in the lobby.

This movie is so hot?

I had no choice but to regretfully say to Poker Ping, "Brother, why don't you just sit like this, the tickets are all sold out. It's all Wang Meng's fault, I don't have any vision."

This kid Wang Meng is quite good, I thought so in my heart, and I didn't spare my praise.

At the same time, I also blamed Wang Meng without guilt, who made me his boss!

Before the movie started, there were a few minutes of commercials and promotional videos of other movies. I was bored watching it, and my mind was not really on the movie, so I quickly shifted my attention.He looked straight at Poker Bottle.

Pokerfing's expression was very indifferent, his eyes were looking directly at the widescreen big screen, with a serious look on his face.But the movie theater is too dark, and I can't tell whether he is really watching the content or thinking about things through the movie.

The movie started soon, and I laughed unkindly when I saw the part where the hero Charlotte was chased and killed by his wife.Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Poker Fing turn his head and look at me, but I couldn't see his expression clearly, so I couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

Just when I thought he would answer me as concisely as before, he suddenly said: "I didn't expect you to laugh at such a trivial matter."

As he said that, his hand suddenly stretched out, and before I realized it, he touched my forearm, stretched out his two long fingers, and touched my forearm along the gap between clothes and muscles , in that patch of potholes, where seventeen scars were entangled, he asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

I fell silent, not knowing how to answer.

Poker bottle didn't mention this matter these days, so I pretended to forget and didn't mention it.It's something I know he knows but I'm pretending he doesn't.When facing him, I have been avoiding this matter.

I don't want to think about these things at all, these seventeen scars, each one, is an innocence that I can't afford.This is my crime, if it wasn't for that young man named Li Cu, I don't even know when I should stop.

Even if I can use various reasons to convince myself that I did nothing wrong, things like self-loathing cannot be saved by self-hypnosis.

Does it hurt?Of course it hurts. When I cut it off, every nerve ending in me told me how painful it was. It went deep into the bone marrow, like maggots on the tarsus, and cut the heart with a knife. The flesh turned out and was dripping with blood.

But no matter how painful it is, it cannot hurt those people I hurt.

I didn't speak, for the first time I didn't want to answer Poker's question.

"From now on, I'll be here, and I'll be with you." Poker-Face wasn't surprised when he didn't hear me, he just touched my scar lightly, and then said something.

When I heard this sentence, after the initial surprise, I felt my whole body trembling, and the roots of my teeth were sore. I tried my best to squeeze out a title from the roots of my teeth: "Brother..."

For so many years, the bitterness, pressure, pain, and despair of so many years, all in this place, were easily resolved by this person with a soft "I am here".

He gave me a promise, a promise never to leave.From then on, I don't have to worry about his professional disappearance, and I don't have to worry about disappearing as soon as I turn around. He said he would be here.

What he said must be true.Even though he lied to me several times before.

I don't care about the charming things that are there, I suddenly became very anxious at this moment, so I quickly grabbed his hand and said softly over and over again, little brother, little brother, little brother...

His hand was held by me and couldn't be drawn out, but he patted me with the other hand with difficulty and said to me, "Wu Xie, don't cry."

I froze for a moment, touched my face, only to realize that at some point, I had burst into tears. (When writing this sentence, there is always a sense of déjà vu)

It was night, the sky was pitch black, but it was broken by countless lights.Starlight is accompanied by neon lights, and car lights are flickering on the street. It seems that since the invention of electric lights, the night has lost its original appearance more and more.Especially in a big city like Hangzhou, it has become more and more lively.

Even though it was ten o'clock at night, the street seemed as noisy as daytime.

The yelling of the food stalls is accompanied by the aroma of the food, bringing out a warm feeling. People who return late can't bear to stop and buy something to try.As a result, the night market became more and more prosperous.

After the two-hour movie ended, Poker-Face and I seemed to have a tacit understanding and didn't bring up the matter of going home. Instead, we walked slowly along the street.

The movie has a fast pace, and the material is quite popular. Rebirth, no wonder so many people recommend it.

Along the way in life, there are few things that one would wish hadn't happened, such as regrets, embarrassments, and misses.Who never thought that if they could start over...

If I could start over...

If we can start over, Pan Zi will not die, Yun Cai will not die, and the third uncle's generation, there is no need to risk their own future life, and they don't have to go to the mountains for ten years.There are even eyes with black glasses... Xiaohua's parents...

It would be great if we could do it all over again.

But even if you do it all over again, there will still be losses of one kind or another. Just like Charlotte, after waking up from the dream, she still feels that the real world is better.In any case, in this world, there will always be times that you can’t predict, and things that you can’t bear. At that time, you will still feel that there are shortcomings, and you still feel that you haven’t got what you want.Life is impermanent, instead of putting hope on those illusory fantasies, it is better to do your best to do what you are doing now.

Just like in the past few years, my sleep is always bad, and then I will dream, and the dream is comfortable and relaxed, everyone is still there, no one is carrying those burdens, no one has to face the ultimate.We had a very good life, although plain, but happy.This kind of happiness made me laugh out loud in my dreams.

Even in the dream, Poker Ping smiled like a peach blossom in March, bright and moving, I seemed to feel that I was going to be crazy, as if I was drunk in this dream and didn't want to wake up.But this is often the time when I always feel vaguely uneasy, and then struggle to wake up from the dream.

Then, it was a sleepless night.

In reality, I have no way to escape.Wu Xie never escapes.

The street has just been lightly rained, and the air is still moist. The couples on the street are walking in a leisurely pace, chatting with the people around them with a relaxed smile, full of vitality, which makes people look at I feel good about it.

A taste of youth that teenagers do not know the taste of sorrow.

I smiled and looked at the college students passing by in twos and threes—the H University is not far from here, and it is adjacent to the commercial street, so many college students will come here to shop.

"What are you looking at?" Poker-Face said suddenly, and I was taken aback.

I looked up, but I saw him following my gaze and looking towards the street, but his eyes were not focused, just wandering around that street.

I laughed, "I didn't see anything. I just felt that time flies. More than ten years passed in a blink of an eye. Thinking about it now, I seem to still remember the scene of the first day of reporting."

Although I sighed, I didn't feel that it was a pity.What is there to regret when everyone you care about is by your side?

"Then, do you want to see it?"

"..." I didn't know why, so I asked him with my eyes.

"Go and see them and reminisce about the past years." Poker Ping explained again, even with a faint smile, his whole person was incredibly gentle.

I was going to be so stupid, I couldn't help pinching his face, wondering if Xiaohua was pretending, huh, Xiaohua really did such a wicked thing.

Of course, I don't feel like recalling that at all now.Thinking back to how I behaved back then, I was a complete idiot.

I watched Poker Finger's paralyzed handsome face change into various shapes under my hands, and then realized that this is not a bamboo horse who will play tricks on me, but a man I want to pursue.That unsmiling man.

……

Poker-Face and I looked at each other, then moved our hands away awkwardly.His complexion was pale but not cold. For a few seconds, I was still remembering the temperature of his body and the touch of my fingers.

"Brother, I'm sorry. I thought it was Xiaohua when you laughed just now!"

"No, no, I'm not saying you can't laugh, it's too boring. I just think you should smile more." Oops, I seem to have accidentally said what was in my heart.

Poker bottle didn't speak, just stared at me.

There was no meaning in his eyes, and no emotion, but for no reason, I felt my limbs were stiff, and I had no place to speak.After a while, he suddenly raised the corner of his mouth, made a big smile, and said, "Is that so?"

He has a nice smile, although the corners of his mouth are still a little stiff, it can be seen that he is not used to making this expression, but I can clearly realize that he is working very hard to make this expression.

In an instant, surprise and joy mixed with slight sadness swept over my whole body.At this moment, I clearly realized that he was trying to establish a connection with this world and integrate into it.

I suddenly opened my eyes wide, not knowing what expression to do. At that moment, I clearly saw the sound of fireworks blooming.

I have never heard happiness so clearly.

Not long after, Poker Ping leaned towards me and kissed my lips without giving me half a second of hesitation. Although he just pressed it and let go, I felt as if another century was so long .Didn't even notice the sound of flashing lights coming from around.

We're going to be famous.This was the first thought that popped into my head when I came to my senses.

But whoever it is, Poker Ping and I leaned shoulder to shoulder and pressed the road.Feeling the warmth from the people around me, what if the world ends tomorrow?I am with him.We walk side by side, we are in love, we are happy, this is my world.

The author has something to say: I went to bed late...

☆、Si Wuxie

There are three hundred poems, in a word, thinking is innocent.

Forgot where I saw this sentence.It seems to be a sentence engraved on some scroll. Although I know that the meaning of this sentence is very different from the one I imagined, I still subtly remember him.

Just because, innocent, Wu Xie.

I am Zhang Qiling.But my lover is always willing to secretly call me Pokerfinger, although he calls me little brother like everyone else on the surface, but I just know it.

Who made him like to write a diary?

My lover, his name is Wu Xie.

He is a good man.I knew it from the first time I met him.Over the years, I have seen so many people, evil, kind, clever, with various evil purposes...

Wu Xie can be said to be the simplest one.

He is different from us people, I can see that he lives in a very ordinary environment, just like the kind of people you see casually on the main road, a kind of work can be seen 50 years later on the first day The kind of ordinary life.

I don't quite understand why he would participate in these things, robbing graves, these are taboo things for criminals in the eyes of any normal person, but he accepted it so easily.Although he is a descendant of the Wu family, I know that Old Dog Wu didn't want this child to participate in this matter at all. He is a very wise person and wanted to rescue the Wu family from this situation, so he didn't give any knowledge to him. Wu Xie, but let him grow up like an ordinary child.

However, relying on his own talent and what his third uncle taught him bit by bit, he gradually grew up, and he was even able to afford his third uncle's subordinates.

He is soft but not cowardly; kind but not pedantic; his skills are too poor, but his mind is very flexible.He always felt that he would cause us trouble, but he played a huge role at critical times.He's a guy who thinks he's terrible but is wonderful.

He is... a man who is easy to like, no matter ten years ago or ten years later.

I thought I was going to be like this all my life, until I met him, oh, and a fat guy.They have been my good companions, I dare not say the best.Because once the best thing is gone, it will be very sad.

I don't want to be so sad so I won't admit they are the best.However, I don't mind making someone else feel bad if they let them have an accident.

I thought I could protect them until the door opened.

Wu Xie, Wu Xie... I suddenly realized that I don't want him to stay in that place for ten years.

At that moment, all I was content with was the name.The old nine sects pretended to be deaf and dumb. In fact, we had expected it a long time ago. No matter how powerful the old nine sects are, they are just mortal bodies in the final analysis, and they cannot escape birth, old age, sickness and death; History determines the responsibility of the Zhang family, the fate of the Zhang family...

I can't ignore this, and I can't just watch Wu Xie fall into this fate.I know that I will go in. According to his character, he will definitely be entangled in this matter. In order to prevent him from being eaten by those jackals in the past ten years, I can only hang him and tell him: " In ten years, come and replace me."

Give him a hope, and he can survive ten years, no matter how vague the hope is.

Because he is Wu Xie, Wu Xie is such a person.I know it's cruel, but it's better to be cruel than dead.

Ten years passed quickly, and I hardly realized it. If I was not careful, the orthography carved on the stone was about to be painted with the last touch.I remember that moment, I just finished a battle, and when I was leaning on a place to rest, I suddenly felt that the door was about to open. This was a feeling that came directly from my brain, and I didn’t even suspect over the authenticity of this.Then I saw a vibration from the door.

It's ten years.

Before I could think about anything, the door opened.At first glance, I saw Wu Xie.

And, the fat man beside him, and some other people.

Three hundred poems, in a word, think of Wu Xie.

Suddenly, this sentence appeared in my mind.

Thinking of Wu Xie, Wu Xie, Wu Xie...

In the past few years, whenever I have free time, I think of him.

He has changed so much over the years, I can almost see the wound on his forearm and throat at a glance, although he quickly put down his sleeve.I have to admit that my heart skipped a beat when I saw those.

This is the evidence of the man's ten-year survival.

The vicissitudes in his eyes could not be concealed, he was wearing my clothes from ten years ago, and he was surrounded by some young and new faces.

It wasn't until this moment that I really realized what ten years of time represented.

'You're old' I couldn't help but speak.Such a Wu Xie really makes people feel sad.There is a very heavy emotion on his body, like an old man with vicissitudes.This heaviness took away his innocence.Ten years ago, I saw only a little of this kind of emotion from him, but now it is flooding.

Back in Hangzhou, we lived peacefully the few days before Fatty came, but I always felt that Wu Xie gave me a trembling feeling like walking on thin ice. I thought, maybe it has something to do with the film I saw before.

To be honest, I didn't expect Wu Xie's sexual orientation to be presented before my eyes in such a way.he must feel very