man in suit

Between half-dream and half-awake, for a moment I forgot who I am, my mind is chaotic and my consciousness is blurred, and I subconsciously think about who I am, where I am, and who the people around me are.

Someone is touching his body.

Suddenly opened his eyes, Ming Chen grabbed the man closest to him by the throat, panting slightly, blinked his eyes and saw the young man pressed by him on the bed, Ming Chen frowned slightly and slowly let go Opened the other party.

"What were you doing just now?" With the dim light of the bonfire, Mingchen glanced at He Wenxuan who was coughing next to him, and looked down at his clothes, which were half unbuttoned.

"I'm afraid you won't sleep well...cough cough..."

The man next to Mingchen moved, and then there was light in the room, and He Wenxuan lit a candle to illuminate the room.

The rain outside the house seemed to be a little lighter, leaving only the sound of ticking, occasionally mixed with the sounds of animals and insects. Mingchen watched He Wenxuan, the young man walked to the place where the candle was about to go out after lighting the candle. I added some dry firewood to the bonfire, and the flames rose slowly, and the damp and cold room quickly became warm again.

While fiddling with the firewood, He Wenxuan said in a low voice, "Just now you looked at me as if you were looking at a stranger." He paused, unable to hear the emotion, "The cold ones are all vigilance and precaution. "

It seems that no matter how close they are, there is always a cold invisible wall between them.

Ming Chen could hear a hint of exhaustion and helplessness from He Wenxuan's words. He sat on the bed and rearranged his clothes without explaining too much: "This is my habit."

"In the past few months, I haven't noticed that you have such a habit." He Wenxuan gently squeezed the sore brows, he looked at the man sitting on the bed, and Ming Chen had nothing in the past three hours. He curled up warily in his arms to keep warm, with his cheek against his chest and his hands around his waist and shoulders.

They are like two conjoined twins, keeping each other warm in the isolated forest hut.

"Is it because of the holy stone on your body? It is very important to you." He Wenxuan glanced at the dark outside of the house, maybe Mingchen would leave when the sun came up, he always had such an intuition, strong and yet Can not change.

What is affecting Mingchen, and they all know the answer.

Think about what Mingchen said to He Wenxuan about "rebirth", think about the role of the holy stone, and think about who is willing to let Mingchen risk his life to pay for it.

There is only one answer, one that He Hongxue knows, and one that He Wenxuan knows, but neither of them wants to face it but they have to face it.

Seeing that Mingchen didn't speak, He Wenxuan went on to say: "Who are you going to find as the carrier to take over Altaïr's memory and soul?"

He Wenxuan's tone was as calm as the surface of a lake after rain, but it was like a boulder hitting Ming Chen's heart lake, instantly causing waves that were hard to calm down.

Ming Chen looked up at He Wenxuan with his eyes wide open: "You are curious about many things."

The indifferent and rational voice, just like Mingchen's usual appearance, invisibly opened the distance between the two who had just approached before.

And the man who threw He Wenxuan into the muddy water in the forest, smiling cunningly and happily, seemed to be two people.

The flames jumped and twisted on the firewood, but they couldn't attract the attention of the two men in the room at all. After a short silence, there was a long embarrassment.

"If Altaïr is resurrected, what are you going to do? You and he are not what they used to be, Ming Chen, I know that I have no right to stop you from doing anything, and I also know how important Altaïr is to you ..."

He Wenxuan felt a burst of suffocation in his chest, and his mind was so buzzing that he didn't know how he said these words.

"I still hope that you can give up Altaïr and be with me, isn't it a little ignorant and ridiculous?"

The man who was always elegant and calm said something that made He Wenxuan laugh and cry in a soft and pleasant voice: "You can find someone who loves you wholeheartedly, she will give you a warm and beautiful family, and you can have a lovely family. child."

Mingchen turned his head slightly to look at He Wenxuan, and continued in a calm tone: "These are things I can't bring to you. The so-called relationship is the mutual contribution of two people. Besides, I'm just a person with blood on my hands. Sinner, I can't give you any future."

"You can give me the future I want."

"...a dark and cold future?" Ming Chen smiled slightly, "We are people from different worlds."

He Wenxuan did not accept Mingchen's reason: "It's all an excuse."

He looks like a gentle and refined man, but he is very stubborn.

Mingchen was thinking about what he should do, and pushed He Wenxuan away in a cruel way?He has passed the age of impulsivity and ignorance, and he also knows that it is impossible for him to keep He Wenxuan away from him by hurting the other party.

Perhaps there is another reason, he has always been very clear in his heart that he has no feelings for He Wenxuan at all, and a person who is used to the cold and lonely does not mean that he will fall in love with the feeling of loneliness, on the contrary, he likes the stability and tenderness of He Wenxuan , and even a hint of greed.

Only then did He Wenxuan approach him again and again, and the attitude of not refusing is itself an attitude of silent approval.

When did he become a hesitant person?

Ming Chen suddenly raised his gaze, He Wenxuan occupied his entire field of vision, and then his shoulders were pressed on the bed, kisses like strong wine filled his mouth in an instant, as if he was drenched in alcohol from head to toe Hot and fiery.

Holding He Wenxuan's arm tightly, Ming Chen closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The candles on the mottled wooden table were flickering, and two overlapping figures were projected on the wall. The dilapidated wooden bed It seemed to be overwhelmed and made a creaking sound, as if it would collapse at any time.

Like a glass of strong wine burning the body and nerves, consciously feeling the weight and strength from the opponent, every impact hits the red heart as if it would tear him apart.

The moon is high and the wind is clear, the wild beasts in the forest are exchanging body temperature with each other in the most primitive posture, and the icy cold rain is pattering down, making people feel irritable like it will never stop.

Time is moving every minute and every second, and it never stops because of anyone.

The candles were burned out, leaving only a pile of cold and solidified wax tears, the firewood in the brazier was burnt black, only a few sparks lingered, and it rained all night with no intention of stopping, ushering in a new day in the cold morning light.

Mingchen lay on the bed and looked at the roof of the wooden house. A spider had formed a big web in the corner. He was thinking about the possibility of being found. After calculating that the probability was too small, he simply continued to lie down Getting off his little bed alone, it was as if he had fallen into a black hole of time and couldn't get out at all.

He Wenxuan left last night, after fucking him hard twice.

[I don't want to wake up in the morning and not see you anymore, you always walk away without saying a word, it feels really bad... you rest well, I won't make it difficult for you, what do you want to do Just do it, it's okay to be with that man after resurrecting Altaïr, but no matter what, I won't give up on you. ]

[You have no way to control me, everything I do is my own will, that's it]

Sitting up from the bed, Ming Chen opened the door of the wooden house and was about to leave when he saw an acquaintance.

He Hongxue was holding straw in his hand to feed the horse tied up near the wooden house. Seeing Mingchen come out, He Hongxue clapped his hands and walked towards the man: "Aren't you going to change a suit?"

A servant brought out a suit of clean and new clothes from the carriage.

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The four wheels of the carriage made several long dents on the mud, and after a jolt, they left the forest and headed towards the city.

The velvet dark blue suit showed a low-key luxury, fingers stroking the exquisite handmade gem buttons on the clothes, Ming Chen looked at He Hongxue who was sitting opposite him.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" He Hongxue looked at the man, pushed back the window of the carriage, and the cold air after the rain poured in instantly.

Ming Chen glanced out the window of the carriage, crossed his legs and leaned on the soft cushion behind him, and tapped his knees lightly with his fingers: "Is He Wenhan okay?"

"Is it possible for us to start over?"

"When did the head of our He family become someone who will be affected by love and love?" Ming Chen smiled faintly.

His eyes swept over the hickey on the man's neck, He Hongxue smiled and said, "It's just a joke."

Very boring joke.

"I know you want to revive Chen Taier." As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a cold murderous aura, He Hongxue smiled helplessly, "Don't be so nervous, you have to know that although you now have the holy stone and technology that can revive a person , but you don't know where Altaïr's body is, and you don't have complete assurance that the operation will be successful."

"I can help you," He Hongxue paused for a moment, and the smile deepened in his eyes, "but it's not without conditions."

"What conditions?"

"Kneel down and give me a mouth?" Before Ming Chen changed his face, He Hongxue said with a quick smile, "Just kidding, don't take it seriously."

Ming Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and did not speak.

"I want to seize power, you want Altaïr," He Hongxue handed a cigar to Ming Chen, "This time we only talk about business, not love."