Warm trees become forests

When Gu Chenglin returned to the room, the mobile phone on the bed was "buzzing" and vibrating. He didn't even look at it, and threw it aside.

Occasionally there will be an underground band like Hu Xiu performing in the bar. Wen Mu came across two performances in more than ten days. The lead singer of today's event seems to know Hu Xiu, so he came to the bar to ask Wen Mu: "The band came last time. How many people listen?"

Wen Mu couldn't tell.

So the lead singer asked Da Liu again, and Da Liu said: "There are a hundred and eighty, not as good as you."

"Hehe, of course he can't do it anymore, the group is about to disband, let's live on." The lead singer looked down on Hu Xiu very much, "I heard that the drummer didn't come to their last performance? How did it work?"

"I asked a waiter to help me." Da Liu snorted, not to mention Gu Chenglin.

"He deserves to be on the same stage as the waiter." The lead singer dismissed it, and then laughed with Da Liu.

Wen Mu knew that Liu hated Gu Chenglin. He didn't ask why before. After all, he liked it. It doesn't mean that everyone likes it, but Liu's hatred from time to time made Wen Mu feel that it was not normal. It was not just a general dislike. .

After the lead singer left, Wen Mu handed the ice cubes in his hand to Liu and asked him casually: "Brother Liu seems to hate Gu Chenglin?"

Da Liu snorted when he heard the name: "Who would like a mad dog who doesn't know good or bad?"

Wen Mu was a little dissatisfied with his wording, and refuted it in his heart, and continued to work on his own work. After get off work, he went to the kitchen to find Gu Chenglin, but he was not there, so Wen Mu went out through the staff passage to breathe fresh air.

The alley behind the bar was quiet at this moment, Wen Mu looked left and right, and suddenly saw Gu Chenglin at the entrance of the alley, just as he was about to say hello, he saw a person getting off the black car behind Gu Chenglin.

The man was 40 years old, with a gray suit and meticulous hair. Wen Mu often saw this kind of dress at home, so he should be a successful person.

"Cheng Lin and so on."

Gu Chenglin ignored him, the man quickly stepped in front of him, and said eagerly: "I hope you will think about it again."

Wen Mu couldn't see Gu Chenglin's expression clearly, only heard him say in a low voice, "Get out."

The man said again: "Are you going to live like this for the rest of your life? You don't belong here at all. You have something to do. You don't live in a crappy house like this and wash dishes every day!"

"What am I going to do?" Gu Chenglin asked.

"Go and get back what you should have. You don't want to spend your life fighting for Weng Shuguo's medical expenses every day like a wimp! Why do you..."

"Yuan Kun." Gu Chenglin interrupted him, "What kind of relationship do you have with me?"

"I'm……"

"You are just a dog that my dad used to live with. What kind of life should I choose to get you to bark?" Gu Chenglin said coldly.

I don't know if it was because of anger, but Yuan Kun's body trembled a little: "You are such an incompetent evil star. If it wasn't for you, your parents wouldn't hesitate at all! And absolutely nothing will happen! Uh—!" Before the words finished, Yuan Kun Kun's body suddenly tilted, staggered a few steps and almost fell, Gu Chenglin's fist mercilessly hit his face, and grabbed his tie: "I'll say it again, it's up to you to choose the kind of life I choose." Tube."

Yuan Kun smiled instead of anger, the corner of his mouth was bloody, and the tie strangled his neck, making him make a ferocious and greedy voice: "Are you particularly guilty? You only became Lin this year, and you still have decades to go, living every day Uncle feels sorry for you, but uncle wants to save you, will uncle harm you? You cooperate with uncle, let's get you together! You!"

Another heavy punch in the abdomen, Gu Chenglin showed no expression, but his eyes were fierce and fierce: "If you don't want to die here tonight, just shut up and get out."

Yuan Kun didn't continue anymore, and it was no good for Gu Chenglin to push him. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and even apologized with a smile: "It's uncle who can't speak. Uncle will come to you another day."

Yuan Kun left, leaving only the silent Gu Chenglin. He clenched his fist, his veins bulged, his joints wished he could protrude from his flesh, as if he was trying to restrain something, when there was a muffled "bang", his fist hit the wall, bloody and bloody .

The sharp pain made Gu Chenglin calm down, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and sat on the ground leaning against the wall.

Ten minutes later, Wen Mu stood in front of Gu Chenglin with a "24-hour pharmacy" plastic bag in his hand. He was still panting, and sat next to Gu Chenglin with the bag.

A few cigarette butts were thrown under the street lamp, some were completely extinguished, some still had sparks, the flesh on the back of his hand was bleeding, Gu Chenglin thought that Wen Mu would ask something, but he said: "I don't know if you have What's on your mind, if you want, I can listen to you. If you don't want to, I'll sit with you. If you... want me to go, I'll go. If you want me to stay, I'll stay with you. "

Gu Chenglin stared at the cigarette butt in his hand, and didn't let him go or keep it.

Wen Mu took it as his acquiescence, and dug out the wound medicine and bandages in the bag, Gu Chenglin was really easy to get hurt, this was the third time, Wen Mu thought.Taking advantage of the time when Gu Chenglin was throwing cigarette butts, Wen Mu pulled his hand to his knee and put it away, disinfected him, applied medicine to him, and finally wrapped it in a bandage and tied it with a bow.

The moon was still hanging in the night sky at this time, Gu Chenglin let him fiddle with it without making a sound, and suddenly Wen Mu said again: "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight. It's just that there are no stars."

Gu Chenglin took a glance, Wen Mu was not looking at the moon, his eyes were all on his face.

The four eyes met, Wen Mu was a little surprised, and his tone was a little exaggerated: "I said why I can't see the stars, so they are all hidden in your eyes."

He said it naturally, but actually he was very nervous. The plastic bag in his hand was crumpled into a ball, like his crumpled heart.

"What are you doing?" Gu Chenglin asked while playing with the lighter in his hand.

Wen Mu was startled, hesitated for a while, and said in a low voice, "Come on, you are unhappy, I want to make you happy."

Gu Chenglin stared at him, his eyes filled with stars were like the night sky, grand and vast, Wen Mu couldn't resist every time, so he had to turn off the fire and stop talking.

"Are you afraid of anything?" After a while, Gu Chenglin asked something irrelevant.

"Huh?" Wen Mu couldn't think of it for a while, "It seems that there is nothing to be afraid of."

"So powerful? No weakness?" Gu Chenglin raised his eyebrows.

"Of course not, everyone has weaknesses."

Gu Chenglin: "What about yours?"

Wen Mu thought about it carefully, a little embarrassed: "Be afraid of ghosts, does being afraid of ghosts count?"

"Forget it." Gu Chenglin nodded.

"What about you?" Wen Mu asked back, he also wanted to know what Gu Chenglin was afraid of.

Gu Chenglin said: "I have nothing to fear."

"You have no weaknesses?"

"No." Gu Chenglin answered decisively.

Wen Mu didn't believe it, before he said it was impossible, Gu Chenglin said mysteriously: "Come closer."

Wen Mu blinked and leaned his head closer.

"Do you know why the house you live in is so dirty?"

"Why, why?" Wen Mu was inexplicably a little nervous.

"Because it hasn't been rented out for half a year." Gu Chenglin said in a low and slow voice close to his ear, "Six months ago, something happened there."

"What... something?" Wen Mu swallowed, feeling that Gu Chenglin's voice was dark.

Before waiting for the next sentence, Gu Chenglin suddenly stood up, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth: "Thank you for today, see you tomorrow morning."

Wen Mu didn't get up in time, but sat on the ground and thought for a long time, the dust accumulated and no one cleaned it up, and it couldn't be rented out for half a year...

In the deep alley of the bar in the early morning, Wen Mu broke out in a cold sweat. Could it be that the room he lives in is... a haunted house? !