Lord

It was dawn when we arrived in Xingdu.

The south wind is blowing, the air is humid, and the fragrance of flowers is faintly wafting, which is very different from the dry and cold of Lancheng.

Taking the car from Dyeshe to the city center, I saw a huge group of buildings on the road. According to Zhu Jian, it was Menggui Town. one of the city.

The remaining three-quarters are also related to the ghost town. There are power plants that provide the huge power consumption of the prison, food companies that provide meals for a large number of prisoners and community members, public institutions responsible for sanitation and epidemic prevention, and long-term escorts. family members of prisoners.

"The serious criminals all over the world are detained in Xingdu." Zhu Jian said.

Among them were the captured cadres of the Lion Hall.

Cen Zhuo smiled bluntly: "You won't lock us in too?"

Zhu Jian asked back: "Jalantang thinks our western branch has this ability?"

Being generalized, Cen Zhuo didn't bother to argue with him: "I can't say no to you."

Zhu Jian has a good impression of him. He is young, straightforward, and has the spirit of sacrifice. Based on what he said on the Lancheng City Tower, he is a man: "No way, I have been practicing every day in meetings. Sitting in the country is not the same as fighting in the country. , You’ll know it when you come, you’re playing tricks all day long.”

Lancheng was being smashed to pieces, but Jiang Han was fighting with each other.

Cen Zhuo lowered his eyes.

"Chairman Cen, let me tell you the truth," Zhu Jian lowered his voice, "The recruitment is true, and our western branch will try our best to facilitate this negotiation."

Everyone wants to be a good person. As the middleman who introduced Jialantang into the club, the Western Branch will get this ally. Two knives will be used together, and they will point directly at dissidents in the power struggle in Jianghan.

The resident is in the branch club, on the east edge of Menggui City, a group of four in Jialantang, Cen Zhuo and Zhuyeliang share a room, Gao Xiu and Yuanzhen share a room, and they are temporarily resting.

Gao Xiu was very gloomy along the way. When he entered the house, Yuan Zhen gave him the bed by the window, patted him on the shoulder, and asked him to wash his face, but Gao Xiu pushed him away and asked: "You persuaded Jia Xibei to stay. of?"

Yuan Zhen averted her eyes and said nothing.

"why?"

Yuan Zhen wanted to explain, but Gao Xiu refused: "Where is Lancheng? It's poor, bitter, and dangerous. You let him stay there like a sissy!"

Yuan Zhen frowned: "You never called him a sissy."

Gao Xiu shut his mouth, he was so angry that he slipped his words.

"You don't know him." Yuan Zhen said.

"I don't know him?" Gao Xiu found it ridiculous, "He has been under my cover since he came to Jialantang. When you beat him until his nose was blue and his face was swollen, I was the one who comforted him!"

Yes, Yuan Zhen admits that Gao Xiu is more qualified than him in taking care of Jia Xibei: "You cover him and comfort him, you treat him as your appendage, you don't see the value in him at all. "

No, Gao Xiu saw that child's beauty, tenderness, and healing power, so he was reluctant to part with him and selfishly wanted to keep him by his side.

Yuan Zhen told him: "In Beifutang, he and I were locked in the HP room, and machine guns fired outside the door. I thought I couldn't make it through this hurdle, but he climbed down from the window and came back to save me in the sun and moonlight. You know he is broken. How did I feel the moment I walked in through the window?"

Gao Xiu was surprised, in his heart, Jia Xibei had always been the one who was taken care of and protected.

"I saw the light from his small body," Yuan Zhen said, "His tough and powerful side is not like you, so capricious, just want him to warm you."

Being poked at the sore spot, Gao Xiu yelled: "I protect him, he warms me, is there anything wrong?"

"That's right!" Yuan Zhen's voice also rose, "But he doesn't need your protection, he is a guardian, he wants to grow up, not to be protected by us, to be a pet forever!"

"But I need him!" Gao Xiu grabbed his disabled left arm. Jia Xibei has grown up, and the sky is high enough to let birds fly. What about me, who was left in place, "I don't feel anything here, like It's empty, it's connected to the heart, I need him to fill it up, you don't understand this feeling!"

Is it okay to deprive another person of their future because they need it?Yuan Zhen stared at him, at his numb arm, and stopped talking.

Next door, Cen Zhuo heard the vague quarrel and asked Zhu Yeliang: "What are they making a fuss about?"

"Because of Jia Xibei." Zhui Yeliang answered briefly.

Regarding love, whether it is imprisoned or let go.

"Little cutie is gone, they have to get used to it for a while." Cen Zhuo took off his clothes with one hand, and there was HP on the plane. Zhu Jian offered to treat his injuries. His shoulders and legs were treated, but it was not convenient for him to move around.

"I'll help you." Zhu Yeliang stretched out his hand.

Cen Zhuo avoided sensitively, his earlobe was red: "No need."

Zhuiyeliang looked at his beautiful back, indulged herself and said, "Your neck is very red."

"No." Cen Zhuo immediately denied.

"It's really red," Zhui Yeliang's fingertips touched him, sliding from the neck to the shoulder blades, and then to the peony blooming waist, "it's like..."

Cen Zhuo waited for him to say, but he didn't, and withdrew his hand: "Your connection to the entrance is all fake."

Cen Zhuo threw the dirty clothes on the ground: "So what?"

Zhui Yeliang could remember the entrance, but never mentioned the kiss.

"For you, it's easy to make an entry, why not?"

Cen Zhuo turned around and stared at him resentfully: "Because I hate bones."

His eyes are obviously so hot, but he pretends to be cold: "My whole family died under the indiscriminate firepower of the bones, so do I have to put on the bones to kill people?"

Zhu Yeliang's eyepiece light flickered slightly: "Do you really...hate bones so much?"

No, he was innocently liking the one in front of him.

"Yes, I hate it." Cen Zhuo took a deep breath and gave it all up, "I hate that kind of skeleton the most, knowing everything in my heart, but pretending to be innocent."

He made it clear, Zhu Yeliang backed away subconsciously.

Cen Zhuo followed up: "Don't tell me that both of your CPUs are malfunctioning," he thumped his driver's cabin, "I remember everything, just fucking forget that part!"

He couldn't say which part it was, his whole face was as red as an apple, like a sunset, like a flame, full of vitality.

"Zhuyeliang, if you have the guts, ask me why I kissed you!"

He was in turmoil, and his breathing, heart rate, and blood pressure all exceeded normal values.

Zhuyeliang is not much better than him, but the steel shell protects him, making him look indifferent - he has responded to him, with a bewildered kiss, by the big lake in Lancheng.

It's just that Cen Zhuo passed out at that time, ignorant.

"Speak up," Cen Zhuo forced him, unreasonably, to let a machine accept his terrifying feelings, "Fuck, I'm so fucking cheap!"

It was too shameful and embarrassing, he wanted to slap himself, and wanted to turn around, but Zhu Yeliang grabbed his wrist: "Do you know what I'm talking about, I... I'm a skeleton."

Cen Zhuo really didn't have the courage to confess his love again.

Zhu Yeliang wanted to hear him say, as long as he said one more word, maybe he would dare to abandon everything to love him.

But Cen Zhuo didn't.

Zhu Yeliang was unwilling to be reconciled, and entangled endlessly, and showed him the most humble things of himself: "I am a pile of steel, and I am not qualified to fall in love with others, do you understand?"

He wanted to hear Cen Zhuo deny it, wanted him to affirm himself, to affirm the humanity wrapped in steel.

Cen Zhuo thought he was refusing, and withdrew his hand forcefully, his wrist hurt, but compared to the tingling heart, it was insignificant.

"Why did you kiss me?" Zhu Yeliang asked at this time.

But it's too late, if it was half a minute ago, Cen Zhuo would have torn his dignity and put it at his feet, telling him shamelessly: because I like you, I don't care what you are, metal, plastic, or a fucking carbohydrate , I want to be with you forever!

But now, that opportunity is gone.

Cen Zhuo didn't speak, but panted lightly, his patterned chest heaved up and down, his raised eyebrows were straight, like a sword, looking at Zhu Yeliang, he felt that the human part of him was yearning and restless.

"Why..." He held his waist, "You want to love me?"

That word, "love", terrified Cen Zhuo, and he had to cover his face with his hands, so as not to tremble like a woman.

"Why," Zhui Yeliang hugged him violently, "You want me to know your love."

Skin rubbing against the metal, Cen Zhuo felt ashamed: "You fucking... put me down!"

Chasing the night: "Do you know who you love?"

Cen Zhuo responded with a thud.

Zhu Yeliang seemed to hate him, for his innocence, for the feelings he gave so easily: "Do you understand me?"

Cen Zhuo was caught by that big hand, the fear of being broken at the waist, the helplessness of being sharply questioned, and the fragile love between fear and helplessness made him tremble all over.

"Do you know why I'm with you? Do I have any ulterior motives?"

Cen Zhuo clenched his fingers, his breathing was hot, and his eyes were blurred.

Zhui Yeliang threw him onto the bed and pressed it on top of him suddenly, the whole bed was instantly shattered, he stroked Cen Zhuo's thin chin in the rising dust: "If I'm not careful, I can tear you to pieces. "

Cen Zhuo looked at him in astonishment, this man seemed to be in unspeakable pain, something was stuck in his throat.

"Such a dangerous person." Zhui Yeliang stroked his hair greedily, "Aren't you afraid?"

Cen Zhuo wanted to say "not afraid".

Zhu Yeliang sealed his lips with one finger: "I am doomed to have no body, you are determined not to have bones," then let him go and stood up, "We are birds and fish, we will never reach the other side."

Can't make it to...?Cen Zhuo looked up at him from the collapsed bed, the relationship between man and machine was crazy, ugly, twisted, even trying it was a joke...

Gao Xiu and Yuan Zhen next door were fighting coldly. Suddenly, there was a bang on the other side of the wall, and they immediately looked at each other: "A fight?"

"It seems..." Yuan Zhen said, "It's the sound of the bed falling."

"Ah?" Gao Xiu was puzzled, suddenly thought of something, and blushed.

"Hey!" Yuan Zhen hit him with a pillow, "What are you thinking, it's impossible."

Gao Xiu threw the pillow back: "Quickly call for peace, put an end to this mess, and let's go back to Shenyang!"