Yu Wu

have a guest.

Mo Xi was so angry that he ran away in an instant, and he was so disgusted.

A mouthful of angry blood surged in his chest, and his hands trembled with hatred.

But what should he resent?

Do you blame those who came to look through Gu Mang's sign?They spend money to have fun.

Do you hate Shu Jun?He just humiliated the criminal minister according to his order.

So he could only resent Gu Mang.

It was Gu Mang's own fault that brought him to this point.It doesn't count if he is rotten, but he still suffers together.

Mo Xi stared at the bright red words on the sign, the red seemed to be some kind of stubborn disease, and it easily stained the bottom of his eyes.

He suddenly felt how familiar all of this was, like a nightmare repeating itself.

How many years ago, it was also a brothel, and it was also Gu Mang who was inside the room, while he stood outside in pain.

At that time, he had just returned from his appointment, but he heard that Gu Mang was so helpless after being deprived of power by the new king that he spent all day in the Spring Tower Flower House drinking to soothe his sorrows - he didn't believe it.

But when he panted like a fool and stood in the dim light and shadow, passing through the sound of swallows and warblers, and pushing against the heavy sandalwood door of the wing room, he still saw the figure in the depths of the wing room.

The face is still the same face, but the person seems to be no longer that person.

Gu Mang lay in the depths of the soft tent, surrounded by pearls and emeralds, the warm smoke in the golden beast was burning inch by inch, and the light blue smoke curled up, obscuring everything.Hearing the movement, he opened his blurred eyes and glanced at Mo Xi with his dark eyes—but he just giggled as if he couldn't see the anger and sadness on his old friend's face.

Mo Xi felt that something shattered in his heart following Gu Mang's unrestrained smile.

"It's just for sex, anyone can. Then do something serious." That's what Gu Mang told him at the time.

Gu Mang never cared about these things, so he was able to hold his uneasy face while panting on his bed, and comforted him, saying, it's okay, brother Gu Mang has rough skin and thick flesh, you can bear whatever you want.If the younger brother likes it, if the younger brother wants it... then it's okay... you can use more force...

During those years of crazy entanglement, Gu Mang also muttered his name in a daze when he was fucked to the point where he couldn't help crying, and said "I love you" choked up.

But he may not be serious.

That's why later, he could lie in the gentle village with a smile on his face, no matter what happened in the past.

It's because I'm too stupid.

Like a silly boy, he actually took all those love words between the pillows and banquets as truth.

"What's the big deal?"

Seeing that he was abandoned by the new king, Gu Mang chose not to cheer up.Perhaps what the king did and the death of some people have already shattered his soul, and he wants to live in the quagmire.

Smoke, alcohol, women.

Whatever can release the most dreams, he drowns himself there. Only in those illusions, he is still his Young Marshal Gu. His siblings and passionate years have never been far away from him.

At this moment, voices could be faintly heard from the room in Luomei Bieyuan, and Mo Xi felt he couldn't breathe. He turned around abruptly, walked to the end of the veranda, and panted outside.The slender fingers pinched the window lattice, unexpectedly pinching the lattice wood into a crack.

bitch.

Mo Xi's eyes were red, and he stared at the long night in front of him without saying a word.

These two extremely mean words suddenly appeared in his mind, this was the first time in his life that he thought of such vicious words to describe a person.

Gu Mang, that bitch.

He once thought that he knew Gu Mang very well, he once thought that he knew Gu Mang better than anyone else, he was so stupid that he kept Gu Mang in his heart as the most cherished person in his life.

He used to be so dull, obviously Gu Mang had taught him that having one bed doesn't mean anything, but having many times can only mean that they like each other's bodies.But he still can't help but regard the other party as a lover that Yongzhi can't live up to.He is old and stubborn in this regard, a stubborn temper that no one can turn back.

That's why he once trusted Gu Mang so firmly. Even after Gu Mang was criticized by thousands of people, he stood in the main hall of the Chonghua Palace and said to everyone - I, Mo Xi, swear on my life that Gu Mang will not betray the country.

But Gu Mang lied to him.

Gu Mang let him down.

Bear his trust again and again, and his expectations day after day.

In the end, he even pierced his chest with his own hands, telling him that there is no turning back.

He had thought that nothing could get any worse.

Who would have thought that Gu Mang could still crush his broken heart now——

Before entering Luomei Bieyuan, Mo Xi actually had a little bit of hope in his heart.He hoped that Gu Mang would still be the stubborn Gu Mang, that An Neng would lower his eyebrows and urge the rich and powerful to make me unhappy.If so, his heart, which has already been scarred by Gu Mang, may be somewhat comforted.

But Gu Mang didn't even give him this comfort.

Mo Xi felt that the bones hidden in his flesh and blood were trembling with hatred, trembling with hatred.

Gu Mang was really able to get to this point in order to live...to be able to...

With a "bang", the door opened.

Mo Xi's back tensed suddenly, like an eagle on the hunt.He didn't look back, but he knew that the voice came from Gu Mang.

Someone came out of Gu Mang's room cursing, spat thick phlegm on the ground, and walked heavily down the stairs while cursing.There was a pungent alcohol smell in the corridor.

The guest who left was a drunken alcoholic.

Mo Xi's nausea intensified, he stood where he was, trying his best to suppress the roiling flames in his chest.

After a while, until the smell of wine has dissipated and can no longer be smelled.He raised his head and closed his eyes.Then slowly opened his eyes, and returned to Gu Mang's room with an almost weird calmness without saying a word.

After a pause, he raised his black leather military boots and pushed open the carved lacquer door that was closed not long ago.

He finally entered his room.

The room was dim, with only one oil lamp on, and the stomach-turning smell of alcohol was still permeating the surroundings.Mo Xi walked in with a sullen face, and glanced over, but there was no one there.

Swipe again, halfway through, and notice the thin sound of water behind the screen.

Gu Mang was taking a shower.

This cognition was knocked down like a sap, knocking him dizzy before his eyes.He was about to go crazy, the blood flowed upstream, and his eyes were red.He bit his lip, turned his head to one side, his nails had already sunk into his palm, and he managed to hold back the monstrous flames of anger.

But what does Gu Mang have to do with him now? !Whether he was bullied or tortured, even if he was, was... what does it matter to him!

He didn't know that he would be so angry, and the resentment would only increase with the years.

In order not to lose his composure, Mo Xi sat down at the small round table and closed his eyes in silence. While waiting for Gu Mang to come out, he was thinking, what would Gu Mang look like when he saw him in a while?

After seeing Gu Mang for a while, what should I say?

Gritting his teeth like this for a long time, he didn't even notice when the sound of the water stopped.

It wasn't until another candle in the room came on that he came back to his senses suddenly, opened his eyes sideways, and saw a young man in white single clothes quietly looking at him beside the lampstand, and he didn't know how long he had been there.

The face was still the same as in memory.

Just lost a little weight.

No one spoke for a while.

The young man stood silently, with loose clothes, manacles around his neck, bare feet, and uncombed jet-black hair hanging down obediently on his shoulders, which made his face pale and thin, so his eyes looked extraordinarily special. clear.He had just washed himself, and now his hair was dripping water drop by drop, from his neck, to his collarbone, to his chest...Suddenly, it was hidden in the shadow covered by the skirt of his clothes, and he could no longer be seen, leaving only a few indistinct lines wet marks.

Gu Mang.

Gu Mang...

The room was eerily quiet, which made the love sounds of the men and women next door extremely ear-piercing.

Mo Xi's eyes were still reddish, and his clenched knuckles were trembling. He stared at the man, his Adam's apple twitched, and wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything.

Finally saw you again.Finally see you again.

There were so many questions in my mind before, but none of them could be recalled.

The only scene that flashed before his blurry eyes was the scene on the warship many years ago. Gu Mang wore the blue-gold scarf that he had snatched from his forehead and raised his cheek with a bloody bayonet, looking at him with complicated eyes. Then he said, I really will kill you.

At that time, Mo Xi felt that maybe this was the end of the two of them.

But now, Gu Mang was standing in front of him again, with calm eyes, looking at him silently.

It's ridiculous to say it, the hatred is obviously so deep, but at this moment, Mo Xi was actually regretting that he didn't notice Gu Mang's appearance in time, so that he missed the first time Gu Mang saw him.

But now Gu Mang is calm and unwavering, just like watching every guest who walked into his room in the past two years, without any emotions that Mo Xi is familiar with.

It was such a peaceful reunion.

The tranquility is almost anomalous.

The two looked at each other for a while, then Gu Mang came over and sat down next to Mo Xi.

Probably such a calm behavior was beyond Mo Xi's expectation. Although his face was still calm, he subconsciously moved back a little.

"you……"

Gu Mang suddenly picked up a bundle of small bamboo slips from the table, and silently handed them to him.

Mo Xi didn't know what to say, but he took it anyway, and opened the bamboo slip by the faint candlelight.He glanced at ten lines and scanned the content above, but felt a burst of heat in his blood, and a burst of coldness in his blood.

In the end, he closed his eyes and slammed the bamboo slips on the table!

with a snap.

The tranquility was shattered.

"...Gu Mang." Mo Xi stared at him, still enduring it, but the melt in his eyes was getting more and more intense, and his knuckles were crackling, "Are you fucking crazy?"

"You have to choose."

Gu Mang spoke.

After so long, when they met again, his first words were actually these three words.To be able to say so indifferently.

He picked up the bamboo slip again, and handed it to Mo Xi again: "Choose one."

"What do you think I'm here for?!"

Gu Mang seemed to only be able to say one word: "Choose."

Mo Xi was so angry that he was about to rise to the sky, his chest heaved and heaved, his bright black pupils were full of hostility, the redness in his eyes became more and more prosperous, anger, disappointment, hatred, sadness, all became reflections in his eyes. The color of blood.

He took the bundle of small bamboo slips, and after a while, he threw it on the table again.

The bamboo slips were knocked open, and the price of Luomei Bieyuan was listed on it, from chatting, accompanying drinks, to venting anger, tormenting, to... to...

Mo Xi suddenly turned his gaze away.

"If you don't choose, what should I do?"

Mo Xi was almost driven crazy by him, but he was still patient. He was really irritable, but he was also really tolerant, and the words came out from his teeth: "What should I do?"

Gu Mang looked at him calmly, his eyes were like Wubo Gujing: "Didn't you come to prostitute me?"

"…………"

Mo Xi's face froze.

He couldn't believe that one day this word would actually fall on his head.

He even felt his stomach start to cramp.

"Gu Mang, you..."

"Everyone is here to do these things." Gu Mang said, "If you don't do it, why are you here?"

He pulled the bamboo slips over for the third time, lifted them up, and unfolded them in front of Mo Xi.

"Choose, or go."

"..."

The author has something to say: "People Before and After"

in front of people—

Mo Xi: I don't care about Gu Mang.

Mo Xi: We broke up.

Mo Xi: Whether he lives or dies has nothing to do with me.

After the person—

Mo Xi: You blame me.

Mo Xi: Chaos from beginning to end.

Mo Xi: If you're not serious, why did you come to hook me up? ! ! ! !

Gu Mang: ...My friends, have you learned that no matter how long a man's legs are, no matter how handsome his face is, and no matter how good his job is, his bed shouldn't be taken carelessly. You are responsible for him orz...