ultimate hunting

There are a lot of tourists coming to Lijiang every year. The waiters in the hotel watch the crowd coming and going, passing by in a hurry, and the remaining impressions accumulate in their minds. Day after day, they are constantly replaced by new faces, and gradually disappear. , what is left is only people and things that touch or shock, such as the two people who came here three nights ago.

Both of them are men. One is handsome and clean, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, while the other wears a peaked cap and sunglasses. The lines of his exposed face are very even. He once took off his sunglasses to quarrel with the man around him. , that monstrous face instantly turned all the male and female fans in the hotel into a mess.

Therefore, these days, the waiters in the hotel kept finding all kinds of reasons to knock on their doors, from cleaning the rooms to changing the sheets, they used all the reasons they could think of, so the people in the rooms around them I just saw a strange phenomenon, that guest room would change the sheets and clean the room every hour on average, and it just so happens that Lijiang has been raining heavily these days, people can’t go out, so it’s easy to stay in the room and do something you like to do In this way, one can imagine what the two people in that room were doing...

The two people trapped by the heavy rain are very upset now. One wants to take the opportunity to come to a two-person world to cultivate their relationship, while the other is thinking about finding the right opportunity to come back. The frequency of knocking on the door made their plan come to naught, so the waiter entered the door again and saw one of the men sitting on a chair with his hands folded and smiling very softly, while the other was sitting on the sofa with an evil smile , The evil breath permeated the whole room, so a strange phenomenon formed over time, the waiter happily entered the guest room, and at the end he would lean on the wall with one hand and cover his fragile heart with the other, and climb out tremblingly. One after another died in battle, and no one dared to take another step since then.

Zuo Chuanze stood up and looked at the finally clear sky outside the window, and said, "Let's go out for a stroll."

Song Zhe also stood up and said with a smile, "Okay."

The two came to Sifang Street in the ancient city of Lijiang. It had just rained and the air was very refreshing. They stepped on the red breccia and walked forward slowly. Song Zhe studied it with a map and said, "It is said that the Yuhe River There are 354 bridges built, go and see."

Zuo Chuanze had no objection, he looked very cute when he followed him.

Song Zhe was very satisfied with this, so he took his hand naturally. He looked at the surrounding buildings and said with a smile, "Why don't we return the hotel rooms and stay here at the inn?"

Zuo Chuanze also looked at the small building in front of him and said, "It looks good."

"Then it's settled, we can still visit the night view of the ancient city at night."

The weather had just cleared up, and the sun was not scorching hot. Zuo Chuanze didn't wear sunglasses. He couldn't help raising his eyebrows after hearing Song Zhe's words. His delicate eyebrows shone with a little coquettishness, and the corners of his mouth curled into an ambiguous smile, "You shouldn't do things at night." Something meaningful?"

Song Zhe chuckled, "If you want, I won't object."

Zuo Chuanze continued to raise his eyebrows, "Then Mr. Song, are you willing or not?"

"We must not have the same meaning when we say yes." Song Zhe pulled him forward and passed a bar street. It was not evening yet, and the bar street was not very lively. Some tourists pushed away the bar closest to them , the moment the door opened, a deep male voice came out from inside, singing a Korean song softly, floating slowly in the somewhat cold air, with a little ethereal meaning, but this voice was only the moment the door opened. It took a few seconds to hear the clear lyrics, and then it was covered up again. Song Zhe listened to the lyrics quietly, and couldn't help turning his head to look at Zuo Chuanze.

Zuo Chuanze was looking at the surrounding buildings, and when he felt his gaze, he also turned to look at him, raised his eyebrows and said, "What?"

"It's okay." Song Zhe smiled at him, dragged him to the bridge to see the scenery, and then walked around for a while before returning to the hotel to check out.

The sun gradually set in the west, dyeing the ancient city with a fiery red halo. Zuo Chuanze stood on the balcony of the inn and looked at the famous Jade Dragon Snow Mountain in the distance.

Song Zhe was sitting on the rattan chair in the room with a cup of tea in his hand, smiling at his back, as if enjoying the tranquility of this moment.

There are many places to play in Lijiang. They stop and go, and they have to play enough before giving up. Time flies by like this. One is not leaking, and the other is not in a hurry. The two had been together for so long, but they lived in peace. When Commander Song sent people to search the world for men in Tang suits, they had been playing under his nose for nearly a month.

This day, the two returned from the outside and went back to the inn to take a shower and rest. Song Zhe came out wearing a nightgown after taking a shower. Looking at the figure standing on the balcony, Danfeng's cold eyes couldn't help but sink a little. Tonight is a full moon.

The last bit of sunset in the sky had completely dissipated, and the ancient city was lit up with brilliant neon lights. Song Zhe walked over and hugged him from behind. Feeling his body stiffen, he said softly, "Come in."

After finishing speaking, regardless of his reaction, he took his hand and walked in, pressed him on the recliner, and asked, "Well, do you want a cup of tea?"

The aura emanating from Zuo Chuanze's body was cold and sharp, and his originally extremely black eyes became even more bottomless. He looked up at him with a hint of a smile on his lips, with a strong killing intent, "Song Zhe, you are really not afraid that I will suddenly lose control and tear you apart." about you?"

"My luck has always been very good." Song Zhe sat down opposite him with a smile, reached out and poured a cup of tea, and handed it over, "Would you like a drink?"

Zuo Chuanze didn't answer, but stretched out his hand to take it, took a sip, and the warm fragrance flowed into his body, which made his tense nerves relax a little bit, but the breath on his body became colder and colder due to the passage of time , he raised his eyebrows and said, "You said that in my current situation, if I fell in love with you, would you directly kill you on the bed?"

"Don't do it," Song Zhe said with a smile, "If you really do that, you will definitely make me covered in blood. I have a cleanliness addiction."

"No," Zuo Chuanze looked at him ambiguously, bloody and dangerous, "I will gently."

"I don't believe it," Song Zhe shook his head and smiled, "You must not even do lubrication."

"You have to believe me……"

The two started chatting, Zuo Chuanze diverted a little attention because of Song Zhe's relationship, his extremely dark eyes could occasionally bring a little smile, and the time slowly reached midnight, [-]:[-]:[-]:[-].

The tyranny in his body reached the highest point in an instant, Zuo Chuanze's body froze, his hands tightened suddenly, and there was a sound of "pa", the wooden cylindrical cup was crushed by him, and he did not let go after crushing, Instead, he clenched it harder, and the wood fragments drew red marks on the palm of his hand, and a little blood could still be seen vaguely on the edge.

He lowered his head, under the dead silence was the violent storm that wanted to destroy everything, like a trapped beast.Song Zhe couldn't see his expression clearly, he could only see his pale face through his hair, he couldn't help reaching out to lift his head, but the moment he touched him, he grabbed his wrist, and he I only felt a sharp pain coming from my wrist in an instant, and I heard the sound of bones breaking clearly in my ears.

"Song Zhe." After a long silence, Zuo Chuanze spoke in a low voice. His voice was low and cold. Although the tone was gentle, he could still hear a slight tremor at the end, which was like...a precursor to hysteria.

He took a few breaths and whispered, "Get out!"

Song Zhe stretched out his other hand to hold his wrist holding the cup, and said gently, "Let go."

Zuo Chuanze didn't answer, the rampage of blood made him a little unbearable, he unconsciously added more strength to his hand, the severe pain on his wrist made Song Zhe slightly frowned, and then returned to his original state, continuing to be gentle Said, "Let go, Ze."

Zuo Chuanze paused, this person always called him "Hey", "You", or even his first and last name. It was the first time he heard "Ze" softly like this, even though the blood in his body made him Unable to distract himself at this moment, he couldn't help being stunned.

Song Zhe looked at him quietly, and whispered, "Ze, let go."

Zuo Chuanze took a few more deep breaths, his pride made him force himself to let go of his curled fingers one by one, because his fingers almost seemed to be convulsed and twisted due to too much force.

Song Zhe withdrew his hand, without looking at his wrist, but continued, "Ze, let go of this hand too."

Zuo Chuanze also let go slowly, and the wood fragments fell to the ground with a soft "pop".Song Zhe saw the cold sweat slowly streaming down his pale cheeks, couldn't help but walked over to hold him in his arms, and patted his back lightly, "It's okay, Ze, it's okay..."

After midnight, Ruyu's voice rang in his ears, cool and pleasant, Zuo Chuanze closed his eyes and listened quietly for a while, only felt that the blood in his body gradually calmed down, and he slowly relaxed his body.

Song Zhe hugged him gently, and noticed that his breathing became steady and long, so he laid him flat on the recliner, and looked at him through the faint moonlight outside the window. Zuo Chuanze closed his eyes quietly, and his hair was long gone. Wet with sweat, his face was so pale that even the last blood had faded away, and it was hard to tell whether he had fallen asleep or passed out because of unbearable.

Song Zhe's wrist was injured and he couldn't carry him to the bed, so he got up to get a blanket and covered him carefully, then went to the balcony and took out his mobile phone to make a call.

There were two rings over there and they were picked up. Zhuo Yan's voice sounded helpless, "Fortunately, I was forced to rush to work all night tonight, otherwise what time do you think it is, Mr. Song."

Song Zhe looked at the quiet moonlight outside the window, narrowed his eyes slightly, and the cold Danfeng eyes became even colder, he said softly, "He has signs of being out of control."

There was a moment of silence over there, and there was a sparse sound, followed by the sound of the curtains being pulled open, "So that's it," Zhuo Yan said, "It's a full moon tonight, so how is he doing now?"

Song Zhe looked back at Zuo Chuanze's pale face in the room, and said, "I don't know if he fell asleep or passed out."

Zhuo Yan was silent for a while, and said in a deep voice, "I've read his information, and I've done blood analysis. To be honest, the medicine in it is very troublesome. I can't analyze it thoroughly in a short time, but I can create the right medicine. How about a drug that his body works on, that puts him to sleep rather than drives him crazy?"

Song Zhe pondered for a while, "Well, you can make it before the next full moon, and I will tell you my address at that time, and you can send someone to deliver it to me."

"Okay," Zhuo Yan responded, and then put on a malicious tone, "Well, where are you now? I heard from Axi that Commander Song seemed to have let it go and said that as soon as he finds you, he will tie you up immediately."

Song Zhe smiled helplessly, "My grandfather always keeps his word."

Zhuo Yan smiled happily, "Then I wish you good luck."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone. Song Zhe looked down at his purple wrist, walked back slowly and sat down on the chair, stretched out his hand and held Zuo Chuanze's hand in his palm, just like the last one Staying by his side quietly on a full moon night.

The morning sun slowly shone into the room. Zuo Chuanze moved his curled eyelashes and slowly opened his eyes. The extremely black pupils were no different from the past. Song Zhe looked up and said with a smile, "Morning."

The light outside made Zuo Chuanze a little uncomfortable, he opened his eyes and closed them gently, turned his head to one side, and said lazily, "Morning."

Although his voice was a bit vague, it was as lazy and magnetic as usual, without the slightest murderous look or sharpness. Song Zhe couldn't help getting up, lowered his head and kissed him. After waiting all night, his heart finally fell. This person is still him. The Zuo Chuanze I knew was not crazy.

Zuo Chuanze was not fully awake at the moment, and he felt a wave of warmth in his mouth in a daze. He subconsciously stretched out his tongue to push, but was entangled by the warmth in his mouth. This force is very gentle and does not feel He hated it, so he gradually relaxed his frowning brows and let him go.

The picture of getting along with this person slowly reverberated in his mind. Song Zhe kissed him, and couldn't help stretching out his hand to interlock his fingers. Suddenly, he could still hear the ethereal voice that he heard when passing by the bar street last time. The male voice softly sang the lyrics——

Holding hands, no matter when, we will cry for being together.