Findings at sea

Ruoyu got out of Ji Mansion and got into Lu Jinlang's car as usual. He said that today he would not go to the newspaper office or his school but wanted to drink tea at Jubao Tea House.Ruoyu rested on the car seat with her eyes closed, and Lu Jinlang said, "Zixuan, I have written a new story, and I plan to serialize it in newspapers next year."

Ruoyu said casually, "Is it so interesting to spy on the secret history of Xianggui all day long? Turn out the erotic pictures you drew, will your father break your legs?"

Lu Jinlang put his finger on his lips, hissed and laughed again, "Don't talk nonsense, what is a erotic picture book? It's art, isn't it? Zhang Henshui of the Mandarin Duck and Butterfly School even wrote "The Family of Gold Powder."

Ruoyu snorted and snorted lightly, "The art of playing hooligans."

Lu Jinlang began to tell himself, "This story tells the story of an orphan from the previous dynasty. The little princess was sold into a brothel since she was a child, and she was beautiful and charming. When she became an adult, the bustard would sell her to the prince and grandson at a high price. A twist of fate made her meet her childhood sweetheart in the Princess Mansion, who redeemed her innocence."

"vulgar."

"Just listen to me."

"Unexpectedly, that brother Qing had a girl he liked, so the princess had to treat him as her own brother. Until she met a lover, and finally the two sides were willing to connect with each other, and the lover left her to serve in the battlefield. Then, the princess and her Brother Qing is secretly having an affair..." Ruoyu suddenly opened his eyes when Lu Jinlang was talking about his arousal, and interrupted him in a calm tone, "Shut up."

Lu Jinlang laughed, "Why are you like my dad, and still say that I don't care about ethics?"

Ruoyu buried her face in her palms, rubbed her face and let out a sigh of relief, then asked calmly, "Then do you think she likes an older brother more or a man with a lover more?"

"Who knows, maybe she still likes me if I do Zhougong's ceremony with her. Besides, there are tens of thousands of people in this world, isn't it normal to like two or three?"

not very normal...

At the gate of Jubao Tea House, when Ruoyu got off the car, the sudden sunlight on his face made him close his eyes, only to feel dizzy in his eyes and numb in his legs, and when he stood up again, the numbness ran from his spine to his scalp, and he shook his head. He shook his head and got out of the car.The two entered the teahouse, Ruoyu looked around, this was the first time he asked Yantai out on his own initiative.

Inkstone, inkstone.

Yantai was the person who published articles in newspapers and exchanged information with Ruoyu.Since they met on the Tianchan stage at the age of 14, the two have been secretly dating for four years so far.He also taught him the ability to change faces and make up, but Ruoyu has never seen the real face of this man. Sometimes he is a mediocre teacher, sometimes a businessman in suits and leather shoes, and sometimes a rich man with a lot of money. Few, the identity and appearance change a lot, the only thing that remains the same is the hoarse, low and menacing voice.

Ruoyu and Lu Jinlang found a seat and sat down, and the waiter immediately came to greet them.Jubao teahouses usually do not serve tea directly, but the guests make tea by themselves to enjoy leisurely time. Ruoyu casually ordered a Junshan silver needle, and said to Lu Jinlang, "You wait here first, and order some pastries and candied fruit yourself."

After finishing speaking, Ruoyu went straight to the wing room on the second floor, the old place, without waiting for his answer.After entering the door, Ruoyu closed the door tightly, usually he sat at the table and listened to Yantai's questioning, but today he said bluntly, "I want you to help me leave Shanghai."

The man was silent while holding the teacup, and then heard Ruoyu say, "I know his situation clearly, and it's meaningless to waste it here. You started to conspire with me because you want me to help you." Bai Xiaohong, I'm just trying to save my life, now I can tell you all his weaknesses and secrets, as long as you send me out of Shanghai and ensure that Ji Xingtang is safe, nothing will be owed to you from now on."

Yantai took a sip of tea and remained silent.

"I knew that you would not let me go so easily after you taught me so many skills. Since I dare to take this road of no return, I am not afraid of being used by you. You can send me to be an undercover agent next to other people, as your It's not a loss-making deal for you to protect me, a chess piece."

"There are two sisters, they are innocent..."

Yantai put the teacup on the table, got up and patted the folds of the mandarin jacket, took off the round thick woolen top hat and put it on the table, revealing a fake face, too handsome to be fake.Standing behind Ruoyu, Yantai put his hands on his shoulders naturally, turned his head and looked at his side face with his eyes, and said for a while, "Even if you don't come to me today, I will go to you. I will send you out of Shanghai , As for where to go, someone will meet you here in three days and send you to the Northeast."

Hearing the word "Northeast", Ruoyu's shoulders trembled, and she blurted out immediately, "No, Beiping, Chongqing, Tianjin, anywhere is fine, Northeast, no."

Yantai's fingers tapped on his shoulders a few times, his fingertips reached his chin and lingered at the neckline again, "What? I told you about Manchukuo, and you know where your mother is, don't you also want to take the opportunity?" Lie to Ji Xingtang to send you away. After all, it is difficult to seek skin from a tiger by Bai Xiaohong's side. You are an orphan from the former Qing Dynasty, and you are a sweet potato in the hands of the Japanese. You have to understand that you can live and work with their support."

Ruoyu stood up and confronted him, "It's okay for me to spy on information, but it's no way for me to be a puppet."

"Stubbornness will kill you. Don't you want to see your mother? You mother and son are really interesting. I said you are in my hands. She is honestly married to the Japanese Colonel. I will tell you now, your mother Your life is in your hands and you can decide for yourself. You don't need to worry, I will protect Ji Xingtang thoroughly even if you don't say it."

Ruoyu waved his hand on his shoulder weakly, with a flame in his eyes, he refused to admit defeat and said, "Don't threaten me with my mother. Even if I die, I will not be a lackey of the Japanese."

"Your life is beyond your control."

Ruoyu blinked and looked at Yantai's stern back, feeling troubled, because he was still handcuffed by others for the rest of his life.

Ruoyu calmed down and went downstairs as if nothing had happened. Over there, Lu Jinlang had already ordered pastries. Seeing Ruoyu came down, he started making tea.The clear alpine spring water gushes down from the mouth of the delicate copper hanger. Junshan silver needles are as green as lotus hearts and covered with a layer of white hairs, breaking open like a green snail in a silver plate.Ji Xingtang said that he likes to drink this kind of tea. The young leaves are the best. The inner layer of those tea buds is golden yellow, but the outer layer is a complete pekoe. The tea buds are shaped like silver needles. I found that I like everything he likes, but I don't really know what he likes.

Ruoyu left anyway, without making a sound, not even a word of appreciation, only saying that there is no snow in Shanghai all year round, and he wanted to see the snow.

Ji Xingtang frantically looked for him. Even if he ran all over Shanghai Beach, he couldn't find this person. From Shanghai Beach, he spread his eyeliner all over the east, west, north and south.Bai Xiaohong also knew that something was wrong, someone made three living people out under his nose, but he didn't notice it at all.

It's been more than half a month, and this matter is still brooding.

Baozi was taken by Aunt Liu, and Ji Xingtang fell asleep early. He would never have any more ghostly dreams, and he slept peacefully.Bai Xiaohong lay down beside him, hugged him, buried the tip of his nose into his hair, gently rubbed his face with his fingertips and said slowly, "Take off your clothes."

Ji Xingtang promised him to get a tattoo today, but he didn't care if he was a little sleepy, and let him go, no matter how painful it was, he couldn't hurt it.Ji Xingtang lay flat on the bed, looked at the dark sky outside and the dim light in the room, and lowered his eyes again. The tip of the pen was carefully sketching on his waist and abdomen, using the least amount of pen and ink to trace the shading. It was Begonia or Jieyuhua, Rootless, branchless, calyxless, and leafless, a cluster of fallen tangerines with flower buds, soft and beautiful in bud, heroic in blooming stamens.

Bai Xiaohong put on rubber gloves, and comforted, "I tried it on myself, bear with it, and stop when it hurts."

Ji Xingtang asked him to see what was tattooed, and Bai Xiaohong took off his clothes and there was a cinnabar 'Tang' on his heart.Ji Xingtang was stunned, and stretched out her hand to touch the marks left behind, not knowing what to do, she traced it over and over again, "I never said how much I like this flower...I don't like it."

Of course I don't like it, it's gentle, beautiful, sad about parting, bitter love.

Bai Xiaohong kissed him on the forehead and said with a light smile, "It's pretty."

I don’t want to leave the tattoo master in the hands of a tattoo master. It is only natural to hook the thread and stitch it by myself. Bai Xiaohong has practiced it many times. What angle should be used to cut the thread and stitch to make the deepest cut and minimize the pain? Know it like the palm of your hand.

Bai Xiaohong glanced at him, Ji Xingtang nodded and gave the needle.The needle tip pierced the skin along the rubbing, and blood immediately soaked the cotton rope along the needle tip, Ji Xingtang snorted and said it's okay.He wiped it with blood-sucking cotton dipped in medicinal powder in one hand, and punctured the skin with a needle in the other. Of course it was painful, and his body was covered in cold sweat from the excruciating pain.His palms were also sweaty, and his eyes were bloodshot.Bai Xiaohong stopped halfway through the thread hook, and took a hot towel to compress the cold sweat on his abdomen, and was careful not to let the wound get wet.There was a white porcelain dish on the pillow cabinet, Bai Xiaohong cut the palm of his hand and put half of the dish's blood to soak the cinnabar.

Ji Xingtang closed her eyes and felt the smell of blood, and grabbed his arm, "Just use the blood of livestock, why do you have to suffer yourself?"

Bai Xiaohong clenched his palms tightly, and the blood flowed down like a thread. He said, "The blood of livestock is not clean."

It doesn't matter if it's not clean, the cinnabar is already poisonous.

"You still have a clean place all over your body..."

Hearing this, Bai Xiaohong put down the knife unhurriedly, sat on the edge of the bed and wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, his hands smelled of blood and medicine, he heard his rare gentle voice, "There is no clean place, except Thinking about your heart."

Ji Xingtang turned her head to stare at the desk lamp on the table, the light was dim and warm, and the cinnabar under the lamp looked dark red, especially that drop on the carved paper pad, which blurred the sad beauty.He said, "I don't bother to care what you want to do after all these years. As long as you can think of it, as long as I can bear it."

Ji Xingtang sat up propped up, and the two of them looked at each other silently.His brow ridges are so straight that his eye sockets appear sunken, and his pupils are jet black, even bright and cold.The old man said that this man is arrogant and irritable, he only knows how to advance but never retreat, only knows how to survive but never perish, which seems to be not bad at all.Ji Xingtang reached out to touch him, and he lowered his eyelashes and brushed his fingertips, then pinched his chin, stroked his dry lips, and kissed him.

The more depressed and uncomfortable, the more enthusiastic the response, the more kissing, the more fierce.Ji Xingtang unbuttoned his fastened clothes, and gently kneaded and slowly twisted the flesh on the heart, twisted and pressed, squeezed and rubbed, the cinnabar soaked in blood was the fiery red Tang character.In the end, he pulled his skirts and began to bite, his tongue hurt and his lips were numb, and he refused to give up.

Ji Xingtang wrestled and pressed him on the pillow, leaned over him and kissed him fiercely, as if to bite him to death.Bai Xiaohong's skin was sultry and red from his heavy panting, he stroked his shoulder blades and pinched him, then took the quilt to wrap him up.Ji Xingtang suddenly stopped, and sat on his lap to listen to him say, "Be careful of catching a cold."

The freshly pierced wound began to ooze blood again, and the blood spread on the wound along the hook line, and then spread on the skin along the tiny veins, and finally the fiery red flower.

Ji Xingtang took the white porcelain dish, the blood was mixed with cinnabar, the sulfurous gas was mixed with the smell of blood, and she poured a mouthful into her mouth when her nasal cavity was irritated.

Bai Xiaohong's eyes were scarlet, his eyes widened and he snatched it away, blood splashed on his cuffs, he shouted in a low voice, "You can't poison yourself to death!"

To be honest, nothing could irritate his tongue coating, and there was only a thick liquid with impurities in his mouth.He laughed, "How dare I die if you are not dead yet."

"Hmph," Bai Xiaohong wrapped his arms around his waist and let him slam into his arms, and said with a smile in his ear, "what does my blood smell like? Does it smell like copper coins?"

He is pleasing to see, he is more sober than anyone else when he is sober, and more insane than anyone else when he is insane.

Ji Xingtang cupped his face and gave him a mouthful of the remaining taste, then licked his palate until it was numb, "Taste it."

"Fairy", Bai Xiaohong turned over and wrapped him under his body, sucking the lime and rust smell in his mouth fiercely, tasting all the flavors he had never tasted before, just thinking about the air in his chest Drained, making his eyes blurred and slack.Whispering in his ear again, "You really killed me."

Afraid of hurting his wound, Bai Xiaohong sat cross-legged beside him, looked at his palms and the bloodstains on his face, and suddenly smiled.Ji Xingtang smiled and hugged his hand, sticking it to her face, and whispered drunkenly, "Hold me, you hug me."

Bai Xiaohong stroked his chin, hugged his waist, sat him in his arms, put on his pajamas, kissed his ear and whispered, "Okay, don't move around, don't let the wound become inflamed anymore, I'll bandage you up and talk about tattoos tomorrow, go to bed."

Bai Xiaohong wrapped the gauze around his waist, Ji Xingtang lay back and threw away his trousers, crossed his legs around his waist and went to untie his belt, hooked his neck and slammed his forehead , rubbing the tip of his nose against his nose and sticking to his face and lips, "...fuck me, hurry up, I want you..." Bai Xiaohong let go of his hand to let him rest, Ji Xingtang entangled him again. Biting and licking randomly on the chest.The fragrant sweat oozing from the scorching skin concocted lust, Bai Xiaohong remained unmoved, grabbed his hand clutching his neckline and stuffed it into the bed, looked into his eyes and said calmly, "You leave me alone." How about some face?"

Ji Xingtang still refused to let it go, her body was full of fragrance and she performed a good show of self-obscenity in front of him, making a mess of herself with her fingers and letting him in.Bai Xiaohong couldn't bear it any longer, grabbed his neck and said viciously when his blood spurted, "Don't be like a rabbit in heat in the hall."

Ji Xingtang gritted her teeth and said nothing, turned over and pushed him down on the mattress, straddled him and let him slide in from behind, felt him move and said condescendingly, "Try to see how I can't compare to them." Ji Xingtang shrugged, the gauze that was just wrapped was soaked in blood again, while holding the column to let him gallop through the entrance, his face was filled with pain, his groan was mixed with muffled groans, "Is it not possible in the Huanguan?"

The back of Bai Xiaohong's head was tied to the bed, his chest and abdomen trembled, he looked at Ji Xingtang above him in a daze, felt his wrapping around, and grunted, "No way."

Faintly showing signs of standing upright, Ji Xingtang leaned over and bit his throat, left a tooth mark with force, tied his shirt and took him out of bed.When he came back, he took a sip of water and handed it to Bai Xiaohong.Previously, he was a little hypoxic with his head tilted back, and his mouth and tongue were dry. Only after drinking water did he relieve the feeling of suffocation. "Sleep when you are crazy enough."

Ji Xingtang lay down next to him, and as expected, he started to cling to him after a while, rubbing his back buttocks with his palms and then groping into the crevice of his buttocks, heavy hot air sprayed into the hollow of his neck.

"Sometimes it's my turn to cure you." The voice was helplessly cold.

Bai Xiaohong didn't talk to him too much, grabbed his ankles and pulled his legs apart, sucked from his knees to his hips, tore the gauze with his own hands, and began to suck his blood, which was not sweet at all.The fiery iron rod was pressed against the entrance. He hadn't been happy for a long time, and he didn't want to on weekdays. Now that the evil fire couldn't be extinguished and he stood up, his brows were soaked in cold sweat.Ji Xingtang put his hands under his armpit and pressed his shoulder blades to withstand the violent impact. He closed his eyes and sniffed the milky breath on his neck, a little amused.

"Kill me... Hurry up..." "Look at me, I'm a bitch... He's so happy...Brother, give me a hug..."

"I told you before, don't open your mouth when you have sex in bed."

I want to fight against him, "He likes to let me hug him...you hug me too, hug!"

Bai Xiaohong rested his elbows on both sides of his head, motionless, while Ji Xingtang hugged him, everything from curled toes to curled fingers clinged to his back like leeches.Even this contact made him feel that this person was very far away.

Ji Xingtang lost his temper because of him, he didn't want to argue, he didn't want to get to the bottom of it, he left with a heart that couldn't even be counted as scattered.