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The author has something to say: Lu Lu: Kneel on the washboard today... (QAQ)

Half an hour later, the taxi stopped at the door of the apartment. In addition to the fare, Xu Yao paid more for cleaning the vehicle. Although the driver said that it was not necessary, Xu Yao insisted on paying the extra fee.

After the taxi drove away, Xu Yao looked at the familiar door in front of him, and took out the apartment key from his trousers pocket. The fingertips holding the key had already had a circle of white marks, and there were some red blood stains on the key. .

It took Xu Yao a few seconds to open the door of the apartment. After he entered the apartment, he leaned against the door and let out a long sigh of relief until he heard the door lock with a "click".

Xu Yao called Lu Sheng from the landline in the apartment, but he had already memorized Lu Sheng's cell phone number at some point, but no one answered the call, Xu Yao felt a little annoyed, pinched the phone line with his fingers and wound it After two laps, the phone line accidentally brushed against the wound on the palm of his hand, and there was another piercing pain that extended to his chest.

He looked down at the blood on the phone line, and finally put down the phone slowly, took out the paper towel on the table and began to carefully wipe the blood on it.

After wiping, Xu Yao looked at the time on his watch again. Lu Sheng should be eating lunch at this time, he thought, maybe he should deal with his own embarrassment first.

After Xu Yao wiped the phone, he turned and went into the bathroom, washed off the rain and blood all over his body, and changed into clean clothes when he came out.

The wound on the palm of the hand was not deep, but it was long and large, and the right hand was more serious. From the fingers to the tiger's mouth, the large scratches looked a little scary.

The pain in his neck was still burning, he tried to open his mouth, and murmured Lu Sheng's name in a low voice, but the sound from his throat seemed to be pulled by a rusty iron hook, which was extremely unpleasant.

Xu Yao closed his mouth and did not speak again.

After he came out of the bathroom, he wanted to find a medicine box to treat the wound, but he was not familiar with the layout of the apartment, and he hadn't considered such an unexpected situation before, so he didn't ask Lu Sheng in advance whether the apartment was prepared. There is a medicine box.

Xu Yao searched the living room for a long time, and finally found a box of alcohol cotton balls and a roll of gauze in the drawer of the second bedroom.

He sat on the sofa with a sterile cotton ball and gauze, his back bent, and after simply disinfecting his palms, he wrapped the gauze around his seriously injured right hand a few times, wrapped it up sloppily, and finally tied a knot .

Just as Xu Yao threw the used cotton swabs into the trash can, he heard the sound of the door lock of the apartment. He subconsciously held his breath, stood up from the sofa, stretched his neck and glanced at the dark green hallway at the door. .

Lu Sheng is back?

It's not yet noon, Xu Yao didn't expect Lu Sheng to come back so early.

Xu Yao thought that after Lu Sheng came in later, he could tell him what happened to him, and after scolding the French man, the two of them would go to the police station, or show him his gauze-wrapped right hand. He said that his bandage was ugly, and then he would ask Lu Sheng to disinfect and bandage him again, and make him lighter, because when the alcohol gets on the wound, it really hurts.

He would even complain to Lu Sheng: If you were with me just now, we might be having lunch right now, and there would be a bottle of wine on the table that he had never tried before.

Lu Sheng would touch his neck carefully, and ask him softly if it hurts.

Xu Yao even planned to give Lu Sheng an answer. Starting today, their ambiguous relationship can be over, and his bed partner relationship with Lu Sheng can also be over. If you want to act like a baby with him, you can quarrel with him because he broke the appointment.

Xu Yao felt that the pain in his neck and palms seemed to have subsided a bit. He moved his fingers and took two steps towards the door.

But all his daydreams just now came to an abrupt end when he saw the man walking in. Xu Yao even heard the sound of the tense nerves in his chest snapping, and the pain in his neck made his forehead twitch.

Xu Yao didn't have time to think about other things, he stayed where he was, and looked at the man who walked in.

The man was carrying a bag in his hand, which might be fruit or other food. The bag was dark, and Xu Yao couldn't see it clearly, but he quickly recognized the person who came in. It was him at the art exhibition last time. I have seen it, the painter who was interviewed after being surrounded by a group of reporters.

It was only when he got closer that Xu Yao could see the man's appearance clearly. His facial features were amazing. The deep outline of the Westerners also had the charm of the Easterners. He was tall and tall.

Xu Yao looked down at himself again, he silently put his gauze-wrapped hands behind his back.

The man who entered the door was stunned when he saw Xu Yao in the living room. He even took two steps back, went to the door, looked at the house number, turned around and walked in again, and said in Chinese: "I didn't go wrong, this is A Born home..."

Xu Yao moved his neck, he didn't want to speak at first, but he opened his mouth anyway: "That's right, this is indeed Lu Sheng's house."

The man looked Xu Yao up and down, and when he saw his wound, he asked, "You don't look well, do you need to go to the hospital?"

Xu Yao raised his hand and touched his neck, then shook his head, "Thank you, no need."

The man asked Xu Yao: "Who are you?"

Xu Yao frowned, and asked, "What about you?"

The man looked at him and smiled, and introduced himself: "My name is Qiao Yi..."

It turns out that he is Qiao Yi, and it is indeed the same as what others have described. When he stands in the crowd, he will become the focus person. Qiao Yi even has the key here. From his address to Lu Sheng, it can be seen that he is the same as Lu Sheng. Lu Sheng's relationship should be exactly what he thought.

Moreover, Qiao Yi should also be the man who Lu Sheng had asked to marry seven times.

Such a person is naturally not bad.

Qiao Yi saw that Xu Yao hadn't spoken, and asked him again, "You belong to Ah Sheng..."

Xu Yao was silent, he really didn't know what to say about his relationship with Lu Sheng.

Is it a bed partner?are friends?Nothing seems right...

Just when Xu Yao was thinking about how to answer, Qiao Yi had already opened the mouth before him, "Are you Ah Sheng's bed partner? In fact, I just saw it at a glance. You are the type he would like. See you here Seeing you, I'm not surprised at all, you really like his aesthetics."

Xu Yao frowned, Qiao Yi continued, "I've seen Ah Sheng's previous bed partner, you're not the first..."

As Qiao Yi spoke, she put the bag in her hand on the dining table, and shook her hands, "I bought some fruit that Ah Sheng likes to eat, and it took me so long to carry it, it's a bit difficult."

Xu Yao could tell that Qiao Yi was very familiar with everything here. He wiped Xu Yao's side, walked into the bathroom and washed his hands, and when he came out, he picked up the water glass on the dining table and poured himself a glass of water. , The water glass belongs to Lu Sheng.

Qiao Yi walked up to Xu Yao with a water glass in her hand, as if she was the master: "Do you want something to drink?"

Xu Yao stared at the cup in Qiao Yi's hand, feeling a little annoyed. He was already on fire in his heart today, but now when he looked at the cup in Qiao Yi's hand, he reached the climax. He said to Qiao Yi: "The cup you used It's Lu Sheng's cup, I don't know what kind of relationship you had before, but I think it doesn't matter now, it doesn't seem very good for you to suddenly break into someone's house and use other people's personal items without permission."

Qiao Yi still looked at him with a smile, took a sip of water from the water glass, "I'm sorry, I made you laugh, this is the way Asheng and I get along in the past 12 years, we have separated and reunited too many times. I can't count them all, but no matter how many bed partners he had during the separation from me, we will eventually reconcile. The separation time is indeed a bit long this time, but it's time to reconcile..."

"12 years..." Xu Yao murmured in a low voice.

Qiao Yi followed his words and sighed: "Yes, 12 years, how many 12 years can a person have in his life."

The balloon that just bulged up in Xu Yao's heart didn't last long at all, and it suddenly deflated completely. He counted the time silently in his heart. He thought that the time he had been with Song Sen was considered long, five years But now he has to admit that in the face of 12 years, the two emotions of fear and panic emerged from the bottom of his heart at the same time, and he didn't have long to react, and they had overwhelmingly weighed on his head.

The time he had known Lu Sheng was nothing compared to 12 years.

Xu Yao felt a little pain in the wound on the palm of his right hand, and pressed the gauze lightly with the fingers of his left hand.

Reason prevented him from saying a word. He knew that it was not easy to maintain a relationship. 12 years was not just a fleeting time. The memory and weight behind the numbers were enough to make him afraid.

The time he and Lu Sheng were together was indeed beyond the scope of ambiguity. They had had many intimate relationships, and he also knew that once two people had a physical intimate relationship, it would be easy for them to have mental conflicts. Reliance, so this is why Lu Sheng asked him to be together before, but he didn't reply immediately, because it was probably just a momentary impulse between them. After time, he was afraid that everything would return. calm.

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"By the way, did Jiang Sheng give you the key to this apartment?"

Before Xu Yao could sort out the thoughts in his heart, when he heard Jiang Sheng's name, he looked at Qiao Yi in surprise, "Jiang Sheng? This apartment belongs to Lu Sheng."

Qiao Yi said: "I know, Lu Sheng is Jiang Sheng."

Xu Yao's throat seemed to be choked again, and his breathing stopped for a moment. After a long time, he asked again: "Lu Sheng, is that Jiang Sheng? Which Jiang Sheng are you talking about?"

"That talented painter Jiang Sheng, we used to study painting together in Paris," Qiao Yi said, "Didn't you catch that, did I just call him A Sheng?"

Xu Yao managed to regain his breathing rhythm. He always thought it was because of Qiao Yi's substandard pronunciation. It turned out that Lu Sheng was Jiang Sheng. He had discussed Jiang Sheng with Lu Sheng many times. He even told him that he wanted to replace his sister. Take a look at Jiang Sheng's painting exhibition.

As for the person involved, Lu Sheng, what was he thinking when he heard his words?

Qiao Yi interrupted Xu Yao's train of thought, and asked him again: "Didn't Ah Sheng tell you?"

Qiao Yi didn't want to listen to Xu Yao's words, so she asked and answered after she finished speaking: "It's no wonder that Lu Sheng usually doesn't take the initiative to say that he belongs to Jiang Sheng. Few people know that he is Jiang Sheng, only those closest to him Only people know, you don't know that Ah Cheng is Jiang Sheng, it's normal..."

Xu Yao touched the gauze in the palm of his hand, and nodded subconsciously. If he was still a little hesitant when he heard about 12 years ago, after all, feelings can't just be about the length of time, then Qiao Yi's words now seem to have slapped him Fortunately, he didn't really tell Lu Sheng about ending the relationship with his bed partner and wanting to have a further relationship.

That's kind of stupid indeed.

When Xu Yao walked out of Lu Sheng's apartment with his suitcase 10 minutes later, a taxi happened to pass by. He was glad that he didn't have to spend any more time waiting for the taxi.

But before he got into the car, he could see from the car glass that his face was a bit ugly, perhaps because of the pain in the wound.

The only good news is that the rain outside has eased, but the heavy clouds are still pressing overhead.

The driver was very quiet, and there were old and sad French love songs in the small compartment.

The sound quality of the audio system is not good, and the signal is not very good.

After he sat down, the driver asked him in French: "Where are you going, sir?"

Xu Yao thought for a while and said, "Go, let's go to the airport."

The itinerary was suddenly changed again due to unexpected circumstances, and now he returned home three days earlier than expected, so he had to re-plan on the plane.