Flashy Circle 3

In the huge underground parking lot, there are densely packed parking spaces intertwined horizontally and vertically, and there are six elevators distributed in the east, west, south, north, south, east, and northwest.

In such a space, it is not an easy task to touch the top.

The four met in front of one of the elevators.

When Chu He saw He Xiutong, his eyes widened, and he asked without thinking, "Why are you here?"; when he saw clearly that Ling Shang was standing next to He Xiutong, his eyes widened even wider.

The same goes for He Xiutong, who was stunned when he saw Chu He, and the person next to Chu He...isn't it the last time...in the VIP elevator of the hotel?

Both brothers looked from their companions back to each other.Obviously, Chu He looked at He Xiutong more fiercely. He Xiutong suddenly remembered that he had desperately denied that he knew a rich man in front of Chu He... He shrank his neck guiltily.

"Oh?... Someone you know?" Ling Shang asked He Xiutong.

He Xiutong spoke weakly and introduced Ling Shang, "This, this is me, my younger brother, younger brother, Chu, Chuhe..."

"Hello." Ling Shang nodded to Chu He.

"Mr. Ling, I have admired your name for a long time!" Chu He's eyes sparkled.

"Uh... this, this is..." He Xiutong wanted to introduce Luo Zixin, but he didn't know him himself.

Chu He took the conversation away from him, "Mr. Ling, this is my good friend, Luo Zixin."

Ling Shang raised his eyebrows, and turned his gaze to Luo Zixin, "...Mr. Luo, I am Ling Shang, nice to meet you."

Humans are not as good as heaven, they actually have such a bloody chance encounter.

"... Mr. Ling, it's a pleasure to meet you." Luo Zixin responded with a light smile.

For the first time, the two stood face to face, as "strangers".

"Zixin, this is my brother, He Xiutong." Chu He was reluctant, but with a smile on his face, he introduced his brother who couldn't even speak well to Luo Zixin.

That "Zixin" sounded really... extremely harsh.Ling Shang remained calm, with a smile still on the corner of his mouth.

"Hello." Luo Zixin greeted He Xiutong.

"You, hello."

-

The elevator door opened and the four of them entered.

Taking advantage of Ling Shang Luo Zixin not paying attention, Chu He gave He Xiutong a hard look.

Okay, you He Xiutong, you look stupid, but you unexpectedly hooked up with Ling Shang!Who was shaking his head desperately in front of him and pretending to be pitiful?I really know people's faces but don't know their hearts!

Chu He has been in a bad mood these days, and it is rare to recover, but he was allowed to break He Xiutong's lie again. He was shocked and felt the humiliation of being deceived and betrayed.

He Xiutong shrank back when he received the sharp look.

-

The elevator doors are closed.

The atmosphere inside is far from natural, especially when everyone discovers that the destinations are all on the same floor.

Chu He didn't want to talk to He Xiutong at first, but he thought that he should show a little "brotherhood" in front of Luo Zixin, not to mention that He Xiutong had Ling Shang next to him, so he couldn't leave a bad impression on others.So he smiled, "Brother, you and Mr. Ling... go to the fourth floor to eat western food?"

When He Xiutong heard Chu He's question, he felt nervous, "Uh..." He looked at Ling Shang, who nodded with a smile, and then he replied, "Uh, um, yes, yes..."

"What a coincidence, so are we."

He Xiutong was completely terrified now. When he heard Chu He say "yes", he thought it was implying something, and said smartly, "No, how about, I, we, eat together? People, people are so hot and lively... "

As soon as the voice fell, the atmosphere in the elevator suddenly became strange.

Chu He burst into anger in his heart.Who wants to dine with you disgrace?If Luo Zixin saw your ugly appearance with his own eyes, wouldn't I be ashamed?

When He Xiutong saw that everyone was silent, he felt annoyed—did he say the wrong thing again?

"I have no objection." Ling Shang smiled slightly, and looked at Luo Zixin, "...I don't know what Mr. Luo wants?"

"..." Luo Zixin looked at Chu He, "What do you think?"

"Okay!" Chu He could only smile all over his face.

"...Then I have no objection either."

As a result, dinner for two became a dinner for four.

-

In the four-person box of the western restaurant.

Chu He sat opposite to He Xiutong, Luo Zixin and Ling Shang.

There is a soft orange light under the retro chandelier shade of magnolia flowers. On the white tablecloth, there are neatly placed jade porcelain plates and crystal cups. All the knives, forks and spoons are shining with the unique metallic luster of silverware.

He Xiutong flicked through the menu, and the pictures of food that looked so good, just looking at them whetted one's appetite.But... there is no price tag on it... If it is too expensive, he will not dare to eat it...

He lowered his voice, pointed to a picture and asked Ling Shang, "Ling, this, this...will, will it be very, very expensive?"

Ling Shang smiled, "Don't worry, the consumption here is very reasonable, just order what you like."

Keeping your voice down doesn't mean others can't hear you.

Chu He who was sitting opposite heard this, and felt that He Xiutong was really shabby.Anyone with a brain knows that eating in these places is definitely not cheap, and he kept asking, what else is there other than showing that he has never seen the world and is stupid and ignorant?

Luo Zixin's expression was calm.It's just that He Xiutong's "Ling" made his fingertips pause when turning the page.

He slightly raised his eyes and looked at Ling Shang who was opposite him.The latter was explaining to He Xiutong with a smile on the corner of his mouth.Luo Zixin lowered his eyes and continued to browse the menu.

-

After the western food was served, everyone began to eat.

He Xiutong really doesn't know how to use a knife and fork.When he was cutting the steak, the table shook slightly, and the red wine in the crystal glass swirled around.

He stopped in horror, and apologized with extreme embarrassment, "Yes, I'm sorry..."

"Sorry, I want to go to the bathroom." Chu He smiled, put down the knife and fork, and kicked He Xiutong before getting up, signaling him to follow.

After Chu He left the box, He Xiutong also said, "I, I, also want to go to, wash, washroom, hug, sorry..." and then hurried out.

-

Now, only Luo Zixin and Ling Shang are left in the box.

Luo Zixin summoned the waiter, "Bring me a pair of chopsticks, please."

"Okay." The waiter was about to turn around when Ling Shang stopped him, "Bring two pairs over here."

"Yes."

Luo Zixin glanced at Ling Shang, and Ling Shang met his gaze, "Little boy uses chopsticks by himself, I'm afraid he will be embarrassed."

"..." Luo Zixin didn't speak.Put your head down and continue to cut the steak.

It was very quiet in the box.

Ling Shang watched Luo Zixin's every move.

Luo Zixin's slender hands are really suitable for holding thin and sharp knives.

The protruding and distinct joints, the cold and ruthless metal weapon, when matched together, there is a strange sense of beauty and sexiness.

When Luo Zixin eats steak, he likes to cut the steak into small pieces of even size.

Cut everything slowly and methodically, and then send the food into the mouth bit by bit, gracefully.A series of movements, performed by Luo Zixin, always contain a sense of abstinence and sensationalism, making people's hearts itch.

I don't know when, whenever Luo Zixin cut up the steak and was about to enjoy it, Ling Shang would come to make trouble.

He would very impolitely put his fork into Luo Zixin's plate, pick up a small piece of steak, and then mercilessly stuff the meat into his mouth.

At first, Luo Zixin raised his head and frowned, "Ling Shang—" the drawn-out ending sounded his dissatisfaction.

"I can't help it, who is Zi Xin, your steak looks so tempting, I can't help it~ How about~ let's eat it in exchange?" Someone smiled innocently, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong at all.

After it was really changed, when Luo Zixin finished cutting again, Ling Shang's fork came again.

After repeating this, Luo Zixin was too lazy to be dissatisfied at last, cut up the steak, brought it directly to Ling Shang, and let him eat whatever he liked.

Not long ago, they had just eaten steak together in Luo Zixin's small apartment.

"Xiao Xinxin~ah~~" Ling Shang picked up the steak that Luo Zixin had cut, borrowed flowers to offer Buddha, and brought it to Luo Zixin's mouth.

Luo Zixin raised his eyebrows and looked at him noncommittally, "What's the trick again?"

"What 'what trick'! Didn't they want to comfort you~ Come on, open your mouth~~"

Luo Zixin smiled angrily, and opened his mouth obediently.

……

Get back to the present.

The atmosphere in the box was actually quite depressing.

Ling Shang looked at Luo Zixin.

Luo Zixin, if you just like me, why do you tolerate my unscrupulousness.

Luo Zixin suddenly raised his eyes and met Ling Shang's gaze.

Neither of them spoke.

-

At this moment, the door of the box opened, "Sorry, we're back." Chu He led the way in, and He Xiutong followed, looking a little frustrated.

He Xiutong sat down and found a pair of chopsticks by his hand.He was taken aback for a moment, Ling Shang looked at him with a smile in his eyes, and raised the chopsticks in his hand, "Let's try eating steak with chopsticks."

He Xiutong looked at Ling Shang, his face blushed slightly, "Um...thank you..."

Seeing this, Chu He squinted his eyes.Hmph, it seems that the relationship between He Xiutong and Ling Shang is not so good.

In the bathroom just now, He Xiu was talking nonsense, not answering any key questions clearly.No matter what, you must ask He Xiutong tonight!

Luo Zixin did not miss He Xiutong's expression.

He looked at Ling Shang who was picking up the steak with his chopsticks, and suddenly felt that this dinner was meaningless at all.

Ling Shang is like a nasty urchin, happily wandering on the edge of his bottom line, stimulating himself once, pleasing him again, endlessly.

Many times, Luo Zixin wanted to ask: What do you think of me?However, he couldn't ask such a question.

-

Finally, finish dinner.

Chu He pulled He Xiutong, saying that their brothers had important things to do, so they should take a step first; being pulled by Chu He, He Xiutong could only smile bitterly and say goodbye, and followed him.

Only Ling Shang and Luo Zixin were left.

The two took the elevator to the underground parking lot.

After stepping out of the elevator, Ling Shang spoke with a relaxed tone and a smile on his face, "About tonight... do you have any questions for me?"

Luo Zixin turned to look at Ling Shang.He looked at Ling Shang's smile.He couldn't see clearly, couldn't see clearly what was hidden in such a smile.

He remembered that on the balcony of the small apartment, Ling Shang also had a smile on his face and asked him for a reward.

I was holding my breath at the time.

But, in the end, what is the result.

Now, is Ling Shang going to come again, forcing him to see clearly the sharp and cold reality?

Some questions should never be asked.

-

Ling Shang waited for Luo Zixin's answer.

Luo Zixin, answer me, what do you want to know.

I'll tell you everything if you're willing to ask.

-

All four look at each other.

After a long time, Luo Zixin calmly replied, "No."

In the parking lot, occasionally one or two cars passed by them.

Hearing this, Ling Shang maintained his smile, and then he burst out laughing, "Haha...Zixin, fortunately you said no....If you said yes, I don't know how to answer you."

"...Really?" Luo Zixin also smiled.

"Okay, let's say goodbye and meet again when we have time."

"it is good."

Then, the two turned around and walked in the opposite direction, further and further away.

-

late at night.

Luo Zixin's sports car was speeding on the highway.He opened the hood, and the night wind slapped his face, making it painful.

Some questions should never be asked.

If you don't ask, you don't know the answer.

If you don't know the answer, you don't have to face bloody cruelty.

-

Luo Zixin also had times when he was young and ignorant.

He surrounded his mother flatteringly and asked, "Mom, do you like Zi Xin?"

Mother looked down at him for a long time and said three words.

dislike.

What a horrible word.

It was a long time later that Luo Zixin found out that his parents married for the benefit of the family, and they had no feelings at all.Before her, her mother was pregnant with a child, but unfortunately, she was gone, because the person she loved left her under pressure.

As the mother looked at him, she couldn't help but think of the bloody, half-formed child.

If it weren't for the fact that both families needed heirs, her fate would not have turned out like this at all.

Luo Zixin was the source of her pain.

Thinking about it this way, I really should be hated.The grown-up Luo Zixin thought to himself mockingly.

But, at that time, he was still young.

In the middle of the night, he hid under the blanket and cried secretly.

He shouldn't have asked Mom that question.

Shouldn't ask.

Many years later, he saw with his own eyes how Bai Zhihan broke down and cried bitterly.

Because she asked her father a question - can you give me a little love.

Bai Zhihan sat on the ground, leaning against the edge of the bed, hugging his knees, crying hoarsely.

When she cried, the butterfly bones on her slender back shrugged, protruding like two sharp knives, about to pierce the flesh and blood.

Such a question should not be asked.

Because, he himself, at the age of 13, failed again.

It was Valentine's Day.

He received lots and lots of chocolates.

There are people around him, sharing the chocolates with a smile.

Before Luo Zixin asked, his fingertips had been trembling slightly, so that his voice was not calm enough, "Ling Shang,...do you have someone you like?"

At that time, Ling Shang often circled around him, he thought that Ling Shang liked him.

"A person you like? Haha! Zi Xin, stop joking! I don't have one! Who wants love?"

I want it, but you didn't give it.

Look, you're being self-indulgent.injured.

Deserve it.

-

Luo Zixin came to the bar.

He sat down at the bar, "...vodka with ice."

"Mr. Luo?" The bartender was impressed by this handsome guest, "You came a bit late, Mr. Sheng just left."

"...Really?" Luo Zixin lowered his head and lit his cigarette.

Luo Zixin didn't know why he chose to come to the bar.

For a long time, feeling sad, he would choose a quiet and closed place, silently watching the ice cubes in the wine glass melt, not drinking a drop of wine, and letting himself be soberly in pain.

The pain penetrates the internal organs, and the bones crack.After getting through it, look, he can take it.

However, tonight, he wanted to get himself drunk.

He picked up his glass and took a sip.

After half a glass of wine, someone sat down beside him.

Luo Zixin turned his head, and Sheng Yuzhi was still panting slightly.

"...the bartender said you were leaving."

"Yes, but I'm back again." Sheng Yuzhi smiled, "I left a phone number for the bartender, in case you come after I leave, just call me."

"..." Luo Zixin turned around and continued drinking.

Sheng Yuzhi glanced into the wine glass, "Vodka?"

It was the first time he saw Luo Zixin drinking such strong wine.

This man exudes a cold and arrogant aura, like a god standing on the top of a snow mountain and looking down on all living beings; but all I see is his loneliness and scars.

Sheng Yuzhi smiled, "This time, how about I invite you to a better place for a drink?"

Luo Zixin picked up the wine glass as if he hadn't heard of it; Sheng Yuzhi stretched out his palm to cover the mouth of the glass.

Luo Zixin looked at him, but Sheng Yuzhi only said, "Come with me."

-

The "better place" Sheng Yuzhi referred to was his home.

Luo Zixin walked in, and Sheng Yuzhi closed the door.

The light was not turned on, and the long hallway was completely dark.

Sheng Yuzhi hugged Luo Zixin from behind and put his head on his back. "...I don't look at your face, it's really uncomfortable, at least put a little pain on your face, don't keep everything in your heart....OK?"

……

In the dark entrance, Luo Zixin stood and slowly lowered his head.

Sheng Yuzhi hugged him tightly, feeling a dull pain in his heart, "...Do you know why I don't give you any more presents now?"

"Because, apart from myself, I can't think of anything else that I can give you."

"I've been waiting for."

Suddenly, Luo Zixin turned around, grabbed Sheng Yuzhi's hand and pushed him against the wall beside him, pressing him down and kissing him hard.

Sheng Yuzhi responded enthusiastically after recovering.

The two were torn together.

The well-dressed clothes were scattered all over the place in an instant.

-

"Kala", back in the hotel room, Ling Shang opened the door of the cloakroom.

The dim light outside opened with the crack of the door, penetrating into this closed and quiet space.

Ling Shang walked deep into the cloakroom.

Inside, there is also a hidden cubicle.

Carefully pull open the wooden pages, and there are neatly placed pieces of ironed clothes inside.

These are all clothes worn by herself, originally belonging to Luo Zixin.

At that time, he also asked Ning Haiteng why he collected clothes designed by Qi Fei.

But himself, secretly hiding such a little secret.

He looked around for a week.

Ah, not all clothes are worn.At least... not this one.

Ling Shang's eyes fell on a double-breasted, cold white thin windbreaker.

These are the clothes that Luo Zixin changed when he came over last time.

-

On the big bed, flesh-colored figures were entangled fiercely.

Luo Zixin turned Sheng Yuzhi over, pressed his head into the pile of pillows with one hand, and violently entered from behind.

-

Ling Shang walked to the fitting mirror and slowly put on the windbreaker.

Luo Zixin's shoulder line is slightly longer than his.

Although the clothes have been washed, but in the process of putting them on, the smell of Luo Zixin seemed to blend into the air.

Ling Shang took off his clothes, put them on a clothes hanger, and hung them on a clothes hook at the same height as him.

He looked at the windbreaker in a daze.

-

"Hmm..." In the last climax, the white light on the summit made it impossible to open my eyes.

Luo Zixin gasped for breath and withdrew from Sheng Yuzhi.

He lost control, and Sheng Yuzhi almost fainted.

"...I'm sorry." Luo Zixin looked at him.

Sheng Yuzhi smiled feebly, "I like you more than the cold, out-of-control you."

Luo Zixin sat down on the edge of the bed, "...why do you like me?"

Sheng Yuzhi brushed Luo Zixin's arm with his fingertips, "...Why don't I like you?"

Luo Zixin turned to look at him.Then, he put on his nightgown, took out his cigarette and lighter, and walked to the balcony.

-

Ling Shang grabbed the long collar of the windbreaker with both hands, buried his head in the skirt, and took a deep breath.

It is a familiar taste, mixed with spices and smoke, spicy, strong, and strong.

Ling Shang simply embraced the clothes.

Luo Zixin.

-

The night was as thick as ink.

Luo Zixin supported the edge of the balcony with both hands, biting a cigarette.

Strands of smoke, curled with geometric patterns, drift away with the night wind.

Ling Shang, how can I quit you.