Slag Gong lost his memory and ran away as a substitute

I don't know if it's because the evening wind blowing in front of me is too cool, the air current drifts to the treetops, and the green leaves slowly fall from the branches in curls.

In the silence, Su Wenyu's original drunkenness suddenly dissipated.

What Huo Cheng said just now had too many twists and turns, and there was also a big change in his attitude, which made him unable to understand the meaning of it for a while, and asked subconsciously: "What do you mean?"

"It means that I will never pester you again in the future."

I have already said the most difficult words, and the rest are not so difficult to say.It's as if the most important thing has been let go, the whole chest is empty, it doesn't matter if it hurts, or it doesn't matter if it doesn't hurt.

Huo Chengmei looked at the young man in front of him tenderly, moved the corner of his mouth, and smiled very lightly.

"Just listen to those nonsense about fair competition and giving a chance. They are all lying to you anyway."

He even took the initiative to clarify everything, bringing all those clumsy thoughts and unsightly performances to the surface!

Opportunities for fair competition, what started as ordinary friends, and what stood silently by the side without disturbing—that was all self-deception.

To put it bluntly, isn't the most sincere idea in my heart to get people back and get back together?

So no matter how nicely you say it, no matter how well you hide it or even deceive yourself, as long as you do more with a purpose, it is just a means of redemption.

Huo Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and seriously warned: "If someone tells you that again in the future, don't believe it." His tone was inexplicably admonishing and worried, as if he was afraid that the youth would be cheated.

Su Wenyu opened his mouth, and was amused by him again, and couldn't help but reply: "Then why are you suddenly becoming honest again now? Huo Cheng, you have different attitudes, which one can you believe?"

Huo Cheng was silent.

He lowered his head and closed his eyes in the dull atmosphere.

"The painting of vines in the exhibition hall today is actually me, right?"

When this was mentioned, Su Wenyu was also stunned. After half a second of hesitation, he nodded: "Yes."

Huo Cheng let out a long breath.

As if the dust had settled and the verdict was issued, a hard stone hit his chest heavily, and the pain caused him to sigh directly: "Actually, before today, I always felt that I still have the ability to regain that qualification. "

He always emphasized over and over again that he has changed for the better now, and he tried his best to prove that he can stand on the same starting line as others.

For this reason, he made a donation agreement to show his loyalty, but the so-called loyalty would be meaningless if it was maintained by a paper agreement.

He went to study inorganic materials, wanting to prove that broken mirrors can be reunited without cracks, but people and dead things are different after all.

And those pervasive encounters and all kinds of uninvited hospitality are even more disturbing Su Wenyu's normal life.

He was just persecuting Su Wenyu in a different way.

"But in fact, you are right." Huo Cheng lowered his stiff and cold arms and smiled, "When you see me, you will think of the hurts that have been brought to you in the past, which cannot be undone—unless Amnesia."

"Of course, it is impossible for most people to experience an adventure like mine in their lifetime, so the best solution is naturally to change people."

His tone was relaxed, and there was even a smile in his eyes that didn't fade away. He understated these heavy words to the extreme, but it made Su Wenyu even more surprised, almost dumbfounded.

He used to think that he knew Huo Cheng well, but many things that happened in the past three years, including the recent experience, completely exceeded his original cognition.

After finally getting used to this new Huo Cheng a little bit, this person turned out to be another person today, criticizing himself a while ago as worthless.

Su Wenyu didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, he paused, and confirmed in a deep voice: "So you mean, in the future, we can finally have nothing to do with each other, and the bridge will return to the bridge, and the road will return to the road?"

Huo Cheng's expression was visibly shocked.

Su Wenyu unconsciously used the word "finally".

Although there was no ups and downs in the tone, Huo Cheng could hear a trace of happiness and relief from it.

He thought that after doing so much psychological construction, he would no longer care about it, but he didn't expect that his heart was still full of pain like being pricked by needles, and he gritted his teeth tightly to manage the calmness on his face.

"Yes, the bridge returns to the bridge, and the road returns to the road." He repeated in a low voice, and when he was panting, his chest kept shaking.

In Huo Cheng's past life, he has never backed down or bowed his head, calculating and plundering are his normal state.

So he never knew that he could be such a person.

But after thinking about it again, perhaps, everything has long been traced.

Huo Cheng never missed what he wanted, but for the first time at the Linde auction three years ago, he gave up that work to President Ni who could bring Su Wenyu a greater sense of accomplishment.

Huo Cheng never found the person he was looking for, but at the Paris Art Exhibition two years ago, he obviously found out where Su Wenyu was with great difficulty, but finally gave up the idea of ​​chasing after him.

From only thinking about his own mood, to thinking about Su Wenyu's situation in his own shoes, he made concessions and compromises again and again, and finally today, he completely retreated beyond the cordon.

In fact, after he faced Su Wenyu, he had already suffered a crushing defeat.

Huo Cheng took out another cigarette, this time he didn't even light it, but just held it between his left fingers, as if he was anxious to find some sustenance and support in a panic.

Then he said: "Ye Mingyuan is actually quite a good person, young, energetic, and can give people a sense of freshness..."

It turned out to be as full as possible for the deduction items that I just mentioned, one by one!

Su Wenyu frowned and couldn't help interrupting him: "Ming Yuan only regards me as a senior brother, and has no other thoughts about me, so don't make random guesses."

Although at this moment, it is not so important to explain or not, but Ye Mingyuan is innocent, and Huo Cheng can't let Huo Cheng misunderstand like this, otherwise it will easily cause other troubles.

Don't make a girlfriend at that time and be suspected of cheating on a scumbag, then you will be guilty of a serious crime.

Hearing this, Huo Cheng was stunned for a moment.

He immediately took a step forward, looking from top to bottom, as if he wanted to take a closer look at Su Wenyu's face.

But the night was dark, and there were too many emotions hidden in it. I couldn't tell the young man's expression clearly, whether it was regret or sadness.

Huo Cheng actually wants to ask, he has no idea about you, so what do you think about him?

But the fingers on the side curled up slightly, and in the end, they held back forcefully.

He... doesn't have the position to ask these questions.

"That's it..." Huo Cheng sighed, his words unclear, "Then forget it."

The night wind was still blowing quietly, brushing his hair lightly, and making his deep voice a little ethereal.

"Wen Yu, do you remember that I told you before that the first time I saw you was in a tea restaurant? You were busy serving tea and water, but you still smiled softly and brightly. At that time, I I just thought, it would be great if I could keep you smiling like that."

He pursed his lips vaguely, and said in a hoarse voice: "Believe it or not, I have always wanted to make you happy. Now that I can't do it, let someone else do it."

After nine years of deviation from the original intention, it finally got on the right track at this moment.

"So it doesn't matter if it's Ye Mingyuan or anyone else, as long as you think it's good..."

He suddenly choked up, unable to speak for some reason, his pitch-black eyes completely dimmed, and the indistinguishable expressions were all hidden in the thick night.

Su Wenyu's heart tightened strangely.

His lips moved slightly. He actually wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only keep silent.

Huo Cheng took it as if he had listened, and the next moment, he grabbed the young man's wrist unexpectedly, and then gently moved him into his arms!

Cigarette fell to the ground, his movements were gentle and strong, and the other hand went directly, clasped Su Wenyu's shoulder firmly, hugged the person fiercely, and his breathing became short of breath, as if he was going to kill this person. It's like kneading into the bone.

Before Su Wenyu had time to react, he found that he was completely enveloped by a familiar yet unfamiliar atmosphere, completely occupied from inside to outside. For a moment, he almost felt that it was difficult for him to breathe.

"Huo Cheng—" He subconsciously struggled to push back, but the next second, he was suddenly let go by the man.

This hug looks very tight and domineering, but in fact it is very restrained and lasts for a short time.

Soon, Huo Cheng returned to his calm and self-possessed appearance before. Except for the red eyes, he looked the same as before—except that his hand was still holding on to Su Wenyu's wrist.

His palm was large and his fingers were slender, and he could easily encircle the young man's slender wrist.But the palms that were usually warm were extremely cold at the moment, making Su Wenyu tremble.

Huo Cheng sighed, and shook hands cherishingly and reluctantly, as if measuring the size, and then let go in silence.

"Before you said you let it go, now I'm going to let it go too." He didn't mean it, but he insisted on pretending to be relaxed, "This is a farewell. From now on, I won't make you feel troubled or embarrassed."

Su Wenyu froze for a moment, it was not easy to blame him for his previous actions at the moment, so he moved his fingertips slightly and gave a soft "hmm".

"Go back, it's too late." Huo Cheng's gaze on the young man was like a flowing stream, gentle and deep, "You've been drinking, go upstairs slowly."

"I know."

Another leaf fell to the ground, Huo Cheng took a step back in the vast night, curled the corners of his lips, and said softly: "Wen Yu, then I'm leaving."

"Good night, sweet dreams."

This time, he finally said good night.

But, no goodbyes.

The author has something to say: don’t worry, you can really HE (sincere face)

感谢在2022-02-2323:59:06~2022-02-2503:10:25期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Azao Ya Ya Ya;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Yi; 5 bottles of Youyou, Azuo Ya Ya Ya; 1, Lin Yizhan, Ji Huo, Lao Qing wants to hug, Ya Xi Li ~ [-] bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!