After the waste wood is dropped, A explodes the world

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

One person, one corpse.

Thinking about the scene where the scalp tingles, Chu Xun and Shen Qingxuan are entangled together, but it is not against harmony.

After tossing for a long time, Chu Xun carried Shen Qingxuan out of the coffin, gently closed his slightly parted lips, and Baoyan Shuangzhu immediately restrained the light.

Taking off the goggles, looking down at the person nestled in his arms, Chu Xun had mixed feelings, curled up his five fingers, and hugged Shen Qingxuan even tighter, and even buried his face in his open down jacket.

Shen Qingxuan was tall and slender, but he was surprisingly light in his arms, which made Chu Xun's nose sour and his eyes red.

The cold wind blows through the dry forest full of snow, bringing a chill.The moonlight shone through the shallow clouds and shrouded the earth.

Chu Xun walked out of the snow-covered path with one deep foot and one shallow foot, and returned to the car. It was already 03:30 in the morning, and he had to get back to the hotel before seven o'clock.

Open the car door, gently move Shen Qingxuan's body onto the co-pilot, fix it with the seat belt, then sit in the cab, adjust the steering wheel, step on the accelerator and drive towards the destination at high speed.

When he was about to enter the city, Chu Xun stepped on the brakes, parked the car on the side of the road, opened the trunk and threw the three bundled people to the side of the road. Finally, he called the police station to report the case, and told Brother Hao where he was hiding. place.

After finishing all these matters, there was still some time, so he was about to buy a coffin and find a cemetery to bury Shen Qingxuan.

However, he hesitated.

He suddenly didn't want Shen Qingxuan to sleep alone in the cold underground, where it was too dark and humid.

When Shen Qingxuan was alive, he had a handsome face and fluttering white clothes. He was the savior who was not stained by dust, and the supreme god in people's minds.Not only was he not treated accordingly when he died, but even after death, he was not allowed to live in peace, and was even exhumed for treasure.

How could he just watch Shen Qingxuan fall into the hands of others? How could he throw Shen Qingxuan into that dark cemetery again?

he can not.

Therefore, he brought Shen Qingxuan back to the hotel.

While the hotel staff were changing shifts, he quietly moved to the back door of the hotel, opened his room near the back door, and tiptoed into the room with Shen Qingxuan in his arms.

The orange light sprinkled softly from the ceiling, the room was filled with the sound of his panting, his legs suddenly became weak, and he just slid down inch by inch with his back leaning against the door panel.

Shen Qingxuan's long hair slid across his arms and scattered on the plush carpet.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the person in his arms. Time passed by every minute and every second. He lowered his head slightly, and slowly pressed his warm face to Shen Qingxuan's pale face. Tears fell from the corners of his eyes and wet Shen Qingxuan. sideburns.

He didn't know how long he had been sitting with Shen Qingxuan in his arms, when the staff knocked on the door.

"Chu Xun, work has started."

With the violent tremor of the door panel, Chu Xun suddenly woke up from the dream, raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, stretched his numb legs, stood up staggeringly, walked quickly to the bedside with Shen Qingxuan in his arms, bent over The lower body carefully put the person on the bed, pulled off the quilt and covered it tightly.

After entering the bathroom, he took off his muddy clothes, took a quick shower, and changed into clean clothes.

"Chu Xun, what are you doing in the room?" The door panel rang "dong dong dong".

"It will be ready soon!" When he was changing his shoes, the door lock opened with a "click".

Ji Qinglin leaned against the door, raised the key card in his hand, and smiled maliciously, "Are you a Tibetan?"

"How could it be?" Chu Xun's heart immediately rose to his throat, and he tried his best to control his trembling voice, "Where did you... get the key card?"

"The master card at the front desk of the hotel!" Ji Qinglin walked in with his hands in his trouser pockets, "I didn't come out for a long time, I thought you..."

"What nonsense!" Chu Xun glared at him angrily, then got up and pushed him outside.

"Hey, why is the quilt on your bed so bulging? Is it true that someone is hiding?" Ji Qinglin stood on tiptoe, brushed over his shoulder, and looked at the bed near the bathroom with a suspicious look on his face.