The Neon Tower

The small building stands quietly, it seems that it has been open for several days, but no guests have come, and several young men are in a daze in the hall.Seeing that everyone had nothing to do, Yu let them go out to hang out.

I went upstairs to see how Haoyang's room was being cleaned up, but I saw Tie Haitang propping up Haoyang's chin while supporting the wall with one hand.

"Young master is really handsome, wouldn't it be a bit too wasteful to come here?" Tie Haitang's eyes were like silk, and his voice was full of magnetism.

"Thank you for the compliment. I'm just here to perform. I don't think there's anything wasteful." Haoyang shrank her head subconsciously.

"Oh? Are you interested in meeting me in my room?"

"No need..."

"Brother Tang!" Yu hurried forward.

"Boss? Why are you here? Aren't you here to welcome guests?" Tie Haitang withdrew her hand, turned and said to Yu.

"There are no guests..."

"Boss, everyone has gone out, shall we go out for a walk too?" Bi'anhua also came over, holding Tie Hairong in one hand and Yu in the other: "Is your name Haoyang? Wow~ you look so pretty. "

Haoyang looked at the hand on Yu's arm and said, "To each other."

"Want to go out for a walk together? I haven't visited the capital yet." Bi Anhua smiled innocently.

"No, you go." Haoyang forced a smile and returned to the room.

"Brother Tang, it's better for you to go shopping, I'll stay and look at the store." Yu gently pulled Bi'anhua's hand down and put it on Tie Haitang's arm.

The evildoer is indeed evildoer, just go out and walk around like this, from that day on, the number of customers has gradually increased, each waiter has to serve at least three guests a night, the business has gradually become popular, and the neon building is in the capital, from then on There is a place.

Today, Mr. Wen, the servant of the Ministry of Justice, came to the small building. As soon as he entered the door, he looked at Yu's face in a daze, and said, "This must be Mr. Xiaoxiang Yu."

Mr. Wen is sixty-two this year, and his already cloudy pupils are now much brighter: "You are really a good-looking talent, with an outstanding demeanor. How much is it?"

"My lord, I've won the prize... How much is it?"

"Hahahaha, if I could spend the night with you...it would be really a blessing." Master Wen said with a big laugh.

"I'm really sorry, I would like to thank Master Wen for his favor, but I don't plan to go to battle by myself, please forgive me." Yu cupped his hands and saluted, with a few drops of cold sweat on his forehead, "I wipe... this old pervert, even I want to whore ?”

"It's really a pity, but it is said that the oiran of the town building is far more elegant than the young master, the old man needs to see it." He said, and he took out a suet white jade pendant carved with orchids.

"..." Yu hesitated for a moment, thinking that the minister of punishment was a pedantic person. . .I didn't expect that it was a sex embryo who wanted to swallow people as soon as they met, if he saw Haoyang. . .Who can guarantee that he won't pounce directly?

"What? Mr. Xiao? Aren't you going to lead the way for this old man?"

"How dare you, Master Wen, please."

There is a small and exquisite incense burner in the corner of the corridor in the building, which contains the phantom incense specially prepared by Haoyang. After smelling it, people will lose the ability to recognize the direction. Inhaling the phantom fragrance and the lost soul fragrance successively can have the effect of forgetting the memory of an hour ago.In other words, when people walk out of the neon building, they gradually forget that they are inside. . .What happened specifically, I just remember that I went to the Neon Building and came out happily, and I will go again next time.

"Knock knock~" Yu gently knocked on the door with an extremely elegant gesture: "It's me!" Then he flexibly walked in sideways through the crack of the door.

"Come?" Haoyang wore a gorgeous red brocade suit, made tea, and sat in front of the desk.

"Here we come! You're an old pervert, be on your guard." Yu first glanced at Haoyang's clothes at the end of his eyes, and fixed his eyes to see.

"What?" Haoyang looked at his clothes, and there was nothing wrong.

"Red doesn't suit you." He said so, but his eyes never left.

"My clothes are all plain, and I borrowed this outfit from Bianhua temporarily." Haoyang's clothes are slightly thinner, with a slightly open front, which fits too well, showing off his figure while showing off his body. A little charming.

"Wear black from now on, I remember I have one in my room, I will lend it to you later."

"Oh... isn't your black padded jacket?" Haoyang smiled and shook his head: "By the way, you haven't received the antidote today." As he spoke, Haoyang took out a medicine bottle from his pocket and threw it away. It was given to Yu, who deftly caught it.

"Don't make the guests wait too long." Haoyang said, Yu nodded and walked out the door.

After Mr. Wen's wooden wheelchair was pushed into the room by the servants, Yu went out, avoided his entourage, walked to the other side of the porch and entered the secret door.There are only a few small holes in which light shines through, and Yu is here to detect all the movements in the rooms of the oirans.

It didn't take long to hear the first noise from Tie Haitang's room, and Yu walked lightly to the small hole to see what happened inside.

"Mr. Begonia...how can a scholar forget you...ah..."

"How? Don't you want it?"

"Do not..."

Yu shook his head, thinking to himself, "Brother Tang...what a move the flying dragon is flying in the sky..."

"Unexpectedly, you are quite serious." There was also a sound from Haoyang's room, and Yu quickly looked back.

"Master Wen's words... do you imply that Haoyang is not suitable for adults?"

"With such a delicate face, if you are willing to sell yourself, you will earn several times more money." Master Wen raised his eyebrows, his eyes wandering over Haoyang.

"If you have enough money, what's more, Haoyang just has a skin, and he's not good at pleasing guests with his body. Since I'm here, I'm just doing what I can."

"Haoyang... Haoyang... the old man remembers... a long time ago there was a wanted criminal, who seemed to be called Haoyang too... Hiss, this name is rare, and he was a man..." Mr. Wen concentrated I recalled it calmly, but didn't notice that Haoyang's forehead and face were covered with sweat at this time, thinking that if the old man remembered something. . .You can't let him go back like this.

"Your Excellency, you mean... Wansheng is like that wanted criminal?" Haoyang looked at the old man nonchalantly.

"How come~" Mr. Wen smiled and waved his hands: "I have seen the picture drawn according to the description of the villagers in that area. He is indeed a handsome young man, but compared with you, he is far worse." He took a sip of tea He continued: "Besides, if he is still alive, he is 30 years old now, and your face looks like 21-[-] at most, how could it be him."

"If he is still alive?" Haoyang lowered his eyelids, thinking deeply about something.

"Well, I forgot that a few years ago, our people caught a young man in white clothes covered with wounds in the mountains. It was obvious that he was hunted down along the way. Fortunately, those guys are all upright Seeing that he was so weak, he didn't make things difficult for him, one of them asked his name, and he said his own name——Gui Haoyang. Do you know him?" Master Wen slowly raised his eyes to look at he.

"I don't know." Haoyang shook his head and smiled.The hands in the audience clutched their clothes tightly: "The names are the same, but Wansheng doesn't know Gui Haoyang."

"That's great, I was so scared when I came here." Master Wen relaxed his expression, and happily picked up the teacup and drank it down.

"Master Wen, what happened to him later?"

"On the way back to Beijing, he couldn't hold on anymore and passed away. Our people did a comparison, and the facial features were roughly the same as the arrest warrant, and the characteristics also matched. It was confirmed that he was the prisoner Gui Haoyang. In other words, our The arrest warrant is really sloppy, not even drawing the mole next to the nose."

Yu hid in the darkroom and clenched his fists.And Haoyang has always maintained a serene and calm face to receive the guests in front of him.

"So that's the case, can you forgive Wansheng for talking too much?"

"Say!"

"Master Wen, it seems that he is not happy because he has caught the prisoner." Haoyang remained calm.

"This old man and the owner's wife of the Yunxing Medical Center are old friends. Now the owner's whereabouts are unknown. I'm afraid there will be more than good luck, and the son will end up in such a bleak way. I don't know how to face this old man when he goes to hell." Mr. Wen On the surface, he looks romantic and unrestrained, but in reality he is calm, and the only blame is that this officialdom is too dangerous.

"Wan Sheng admires Mr. Wen."

"Boy, since you are here to sell, you are not sincere just talking about it."

Yu gave a blank look behind the wall, this old man is really thick-skinned. . .

"How about playing the piano for adults that night?"

"Playing the piano? The old man is now interested in other sounds." Mr. Wen stroked his finger twice in the air.

Haoyang calmed down and listened, and the voice of talking about love next door was really clear: "..." He curled his fist and put it to his mouth and coughed.

"Sorry, the walls of the small building are not thick enough." Haoyang smiled awkwardly.

"The old man still expects the oiran here to live and die for me. It's really boring."

Haoyang thought for a moment: "I mean, it's still possible."

"Daughter-in-law... what do you want to do?" Yu leaned on the wall, and stared into the room vigorously.

"Really?" Master Wen smiled obscenely.

Haoyang walked to Master Wen and sat down, took off his gauze outer shirt.

After a cup of tea, Mr. Wen shouted for someone to come from the room. The two guards looked at each other and rushed into the room.

"grown ups!!!"

I saw Mrs. Wen taking off their shoes and socks, and their legs were unusually strong, walking back and forth in the middle of the room.Haoyang leisurely shook off the outer shirt and put it on again, took out a white cloth handkerchief, and wiped his hands.

"My lord? Are you standing up?"

"It's really... a wonderful hand rejuvenating, bringing the dead back to life!!" Mr. Wen expressed his unsatisfactory expression.

"My lord, I'm overwhelmed." Haoyang bent slightly, but saw the two guards looking at him with disgust.

"I'm going back today, Haoyang, will you still receive me when I come in the future?" Master Wen straightened his clothes and was supported by the guards to stand up.

"Thank you for your love, my lord. Haoyang has no reason not to welcome guests when they come."

Haoyang sent Mr. Wen outside the door, and the waiter sent them downstairs. Yu leaned in front of the door and raised his hands: "You still have a way."

"I didn't expect it to be so smooth, but I still have confidence in this technique. Thanks to Mr. Wen's waist and kidney deficiency, lack of energy and blood, he was able to solve it at such a speed."

Yu looked at Haoyang in surprise: "How can you know so much by pressing your feet twice?"

I thought about it. . .Wouldn't it be better if you experienced it yourself? . .

Haoyang rubbed his shoulders, disapprovingly wanting to go back to the room.

"Haoyang..." Yu stopped him and whispered into his ear.

"I know what you want to say."

"We just didn't want to make you sad, so we didn't mention Xiaoliang to you."

"Thank you." Haoyang didn't look into Yu's eyes, but closed his room door silently.

Yu stood there blankly facing the cold door, and through the door, he heard Haoyang's uncontrollable sobs as he covered his mouth and nose and cried bitterly.