Fire to the Abyss

In terms of how miserable the holidays are, Lu Yuan and Xia Yan are on par.

Before Xia Yan’s father passed away, there were warm memories of the father and son celebrating the New Year with a group of relatives in their hometown. After the father passed away, the younger brother said nothing about celebrating the New Year alone with him. Xia Yan usually makes do with himself in the detachment. Yi once his girlfriend came to see him and even acted like he fainted on the spot, so he hasn't experienced the feeling of family reunion for many years.The whole family eats New Year's Eve dinner together, playing mahjong after playing mahjong, watching TV watching TV, chatting and chatting, and then watching until midnight to set off fireworks together, which has never happened.

Speaking of it, Lu Yuan may be worse than Xia Yan, he only has the memory of the whole family celebrating the New Year together before he was a teenager.In junior high school, after his mother passed away, he was taken home by his father. The woman gave birth to a younger brother for his father. After a few years, his father rectified the names of the mother and son.The new Mrs. Lu naturally continued to try her best to make things difficult for him, and her younger brother seemed to be born to torture him. His father was often not at home, and the mother and son had no fear of treating him in the most vicious way.Also thanks to those two people, Lu Yuan grew up rapidly in those three years.At that time, he unilaterally announced that he would move out to live alone. After a stalemate for a while, his father agreed and vacated an old villa for him to live in.At first, I still had some contact with my family, but last year my father left, and I have no contact with him anymore.Lu Yuan didn't fight for the inheritance, so he only kept the house he lived in.

But there is one thing, this person has used his looks and temperament to the extreme, and his peach blossoms have never been broken.

He has a residence in downtown Chengzhou, which is the second floor of a bar under his name.Xia Yan had never been to the second floor, but the first floor was fortunate to have seen it a few times. It was a sensual place with a high concentration of hormones in the air, so Xia Yan took it for granted that Lu Yuan's home also had that kind of extravagant atmosphere.When he insisted on sending Lu Yuan home, when he saw his unpopular wilderness villa, which was inhabited by all kinds of ghosts and monsters like in a horror movie, he couldn't help suspecting that he had accidentally bumped into a different world while taking the winding road. .

Lu Yuan skillfully took out the key to open the iron door. What was embarrassing was that it took him a long time to open the rusted iron lock. When he pushed the door open, the iron door on one side suddenly fell straight down, leaving only one door behind. Still hanging, "creaking" dangling.

Lu Yuan: "..."

Xia Yan: "..."

The loud noise from the falling iron gate brought Xia Yan back from his thoughts. He stepped on the "corpse" of the iron gate and walked into the yard. film, even the lights don’t need to be turned on.”

Lu Yuan explained palely: "I usually enter through the back door, the door has not been opened for a long time."

The saying that people should not be judged by their appearance sometimes applies to other objects.Although the place looked dilapidated on the outside, it was magnificent on the inside. An old lady would come over to clean it regularly, but they also walked through the back door, so they didn't notice that the iron door was loose.

This is the place where Lu Yuan's mother Bai Zhi lived in her early years. Although it is a bit old, the decoration is quite romantic.As soon as the exquisitely shaped ceiling lights in the hall are turned on, the warm yellow light floods the room, and various well-designed decorations have a sense of history after the precipitation of time.There is an unknown incense in the air. There is a piano in the center of the hall on the first floor. There are many paintings on the walls. Most of the paintings are sunflowers of different shapes. The brushstrokes are somewhat in the style of Van Gogh. The signatures are all painted by Bai Zhi.When all kinds of combinations are combined, a romantic and gorgeous European-style court is laid out.

Xia Yan couldn't hold back and asked, "You didn't use a golden house to hide your beauty in this kind of place?"

Lu Yuan took out a beautifully carved ceramic teacup and poured a cup of hot tea for Xia Yan: "I have never brought outsiders here before."

"Oh." Xia Yan took a sip of tea and sat down on the sofa. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was wrong. He had never brought outsiders, so what was he?wife?

Lu Yuan didn't pay much attention, and sat down next to Xia Yan: "What did you find at Nine's place? Show me."

Xia Yan's consciousness returned to the working state in a second, but his body struggled back and forth on the overly soft sofa before he straightened up.

He handed the phone to Lu Yuan. Lu Yuan's eyes lit up suddenly when he saw the cartoon icon on the phone screen, and his tone became a little higher: "You guys actually found this!"

Xia Yan didn't understand, so: "What's the matter? Is this thing the lifeblood of the organization?"

"It's possible," Lu Yuan smiled, and then explained: "This is a program that only key members of the organization have permission to use. Its function is equivalent to the database of the public security system, which records many core secrets. The difference is that this program The data storage is divided into many different modules, and these modules are assigned to different members, and each person only has the authority for that part of the data. Just like a jigsaw puzzle, break the picture into pieces, and then share a small piece with each person. Of course Yes, even though the content in one person's hands is very limited, the information inside is still very useful. Team Xia, is there a way to crack this?"

"You don't have to worry about this, you just need to provide me with information." Xia Yan suddenly paused, propped his head and stared into Lu Yuan's eyes: "Lu Yuan, such an important thing should be considered a high-level secret in the organization. Well, how do you know such details as a peripheral who helps launder money? Do you have something to hide from me? "

Lu Yuan turned his face, faced Xia Yan directly, and said frankly: "Of course I have something to hide from you. After all, I have been in the organization for so long, so I naturally have my own channels, which are things that cannot be seen clearly. Yes. To you, it's just an insignificant matter, and there's nothing to hide. Just like I don't care what you do with the information, and you don't care how the information comes from. In short, I promise one thing, give you The information is absolutely true.”

Seeing Xia Yan frowning with dissatisfaction on his face, Lu Yuan went on to add: "The composition of this huge criminal organization, Puppet Master, is very complicated. I simply divided it into four levels. Itchy people, with the help of the organization, commit some innocuous crimes, the main purpose is to disturb the law and order and confuse the view; the middle level is some key members, except for those who regularly complete the tasks assigned by the organization, those who give you more headaches There are criminals, such as the Five you almost caught before; the upper level is some key members, they are sometimes responsible for arranging tasks, and they are a group of people who directly contact the core of the organization. There are not many key members that can be identified, and Eleven is one. Front The program mentioned is only authorized to be used by people of this class. Except for these three classes, it is us peripheral personnel.

"The members of the upper class pay attention to protecting their identities. After all, some of them are still A-level wanted criminals, and they have no direct contact with each other. When the upper and lower classes need to communicate, we have to deal with them. It is not easy to run such a large organization. In order to do charity, in addition to disturbing the law and order, it is mainly for money. No criminal organization's money is clean, and it must be divided into many different channels to launder the money. All in all, money laundering is about jobs, even if it is The insignificant periphery also has its own resources."

Xia Yan squinted and stared at Lu Yuan for a long time, then nodded as if amnesty to the world: "Well, fine, I don't care about your source of information, do you know who else has authority?"

"It's Eleven for sure, and there is another person with an unknown code name who is closely related to Eleven. There are no clues yet. I will contact you when I have definite information."

"That's fine." Xia Yan folded his arms and leaned back, allowing his body to slowly sink into the sofa. He suddenly changed the topic, and pointed his eyes towards the piano, "Play me a tune."

Lu Yuan looked at him inexplicably.

Xia Yan smiled wickedly, and his crescent-shaped eyes glanced at Lu Yuan, like a prostitute with malicious intentions: "It's Chinese New Year, play a tune and have fun, don't say you can't, play it!" Well done, sir, there is a reward!"

Lu Yuan glanced at Uncle Xia who was spread into a ball of mud on the sofa, sighed helplessly, and walked slowly to the piano. He really looked a bit like a young girl who was molested.

Xia Yan looked at Lu Yuan and laughed dryly twice, the corners of his mouth were still hooked, but the smile lines at the corners of his eyes disappeared early.

Lu Yuan's knuckle fingers were beating on the black and white keys, and a melodious melody jumped out from his fingertips, but Xia Yan went into his left ear and out of his right ear, he didn't hear a single note, and he didn't even experience any emotion. .There is only one thought in his mind - Lu Yuan has something important to hide from me.

He couldn't explain the reason for this idea, but he just had a strong feeling.

Lu Yuan's song ended, and just as the last note fell, there was a loud noise outside.

Xia Yan got up instinctively and rushed out. A gorgeous firework bloomed above his head, and it was fleeting. Then, many new fireworks bloomed in the distant sky.Xia Yan looked down at the time, and before he knew it, it was almost zero.

Lu Yuan walked slowly to Xia Yan's side, looked at the sky and said: "Captain Xia, there is no warm and soft pillow for New Year's Eve. You and me, a bachelor, celebrate New Year together. Isn't it aggrieved?"

Xia Yan blinked at Lu Yuan: "I never did what you said, your appearance is not bad, if you really feel wronged by me, why don't you wear a skirt for me to admire, and satisfy my childhood wish?"

Lu Yuan never thought that most of this bold speech was actually Xia Yan's sincere words. He smiled noncommittally, turned around and went up to the second floor, leaned forward from the balcony on the second floor and said to Xia Yan: "Captain Xia, this side has a good view. Come up and take a look." There was a bit of jerky expectation in his tone unconsciously, a bit like a little boy asking his favorite female classmate to go home with him.

This is also natural, after all, this balcony is of great significance, it is the place where he misses someone all year round.There is a piece of land in his heart, and a person is surrounded by a wall, and this balcony is the reality projection of that piece of land.

Fortunately, there was some distance between the two of them, Xia Yan didn't hear anything else, and followed him upstairs.Listening to the sound of him walking up the steps step by step, Lu Yuan felt that he was stepping on the softest part of his heart with every step.

The rhythm of Lu Yuan's heartbeat was disrupted by the regular footsteps. He tidied up the neatly arranged balcony, and then his heartbeat returned to normal.

Of course, Xia Yan couldn't notice these hair-thin little thoughts.He glanced at it casually. The furnishings here are quite simple. There is an awning, a coffee table, two rattan chairs, and an easel in the corner. There are many traces of paint mottled on the easel. It seems that painting is also a skill that Lu Yuan learned from his mother. one.There was a couch next to the easel, and without waiting for Lu Yuan to greet him, Xia Yan sat on it by himself, and then lay down naturally with a crooked body, which was even softer than the one in the hall.

Generally speaking, Xia Yan would never do such a thing as lying on the balcony and watching fireworks. Firstly, he has already passed the age of melancholy "people are lonelier than fireworks", and secondly, he has no romantic cells in his bones. Just look at it symbolically, sigh, "This thing really pollutes the environment", and then do what to do.

I don't know what's going on this day. Before I can say the words of rejection, my body has already taken the first step, and there is a tendency to be paralyzed here and don't want to go.Xia Yan stubbornly thought it was because the sofa was too soft.

The length of the sofa is limited, Lu Yuan didn't dare to share the sofa with Xia Yan, and sat by the coffee table somewhat cautiously.

The time is getting closer and closer to zero, and the number of fireworks is increasing rapidly, one after another blooming wantonly in the night, as if to illuminate the whole sky.

Xia Yan was lying on his side, with his arms propped up to support his cheeks, seeing the lights of the fireworks cast on Lu Yuan's face, outlining the outline of his side face over and over again, Xia Yan said in an almost inaudible voice: "I hope there won't be a day when I become your enemy."

Most of the students in the 7 male dormitories in the South District of City University have gone home for the New Year. Except for the dormitory auntie, there are only a few nail households. These people either have hard memories of eating steamed buns and pickles, or have long stories. Confidentiality, Xia Lin is one with privacy.But his secret is clear in a few words—it's just that he's at odds with his family.

Xia Lin was playing games under the quilt, and the sound of fireworks outside was too loud. He curled himself up like a snail retracted into its shell, which seriously affected his gaming experience.

Xia Lin turned the game volume to the maximum while cursing: "Fuck, I can't even hear Little Sun's voice!"

At this moment, Xia Lin heard the sound of the key turning in the lock, and he immediately turned his head and stared at the door vigilantly, saying to himself: "It's Chinese New Year, who will come to me at this hour?"Could it be those poor guys who forced me to watch the fireworks?

Immediately afterwards, with the characteristic "squeak" sound of old wooden doors moving, the door was pushed open.

Xia Lin didn't turn on the light, and with the faint light in the corridor, she could only see a vague black shadow.Suddenly, a firework bloomed in the sky behind him, layer upon layer, forming an extremely dazzling piece, illuminating this corner of the night like day, enough to see the tall figure of the man clearly.

Xia Lin rubbed her eyes: "I'm hallucinating because of my longing?"

The next second, the light in the dormitory was turned on, and Xia Lin fell into a pair of eyes full of tenderness. He only felt that being stared deeply into those eyes, the whole world would become pink and soft—so he I felt weak first, and hurriedly got up and got out of bed, my limbs seemed to have turned into maltose, sticky and greasy, but I couldn't exert any strength.

It was Xu Luo's quick eyes and quick hands that kept Xia Lin from rolling off the bed on the first day of the new year.

"Sorry, I'm late," Xu Luo hugged him tightly and whispered in his ear, "Happy New Year."