don't talk about the past

Mi Huaile didn't know how he got out, so he hailed a car in a daze, and he sat in the car in shock, his face pale and frighteningly pale.The driver asked him where he was going several times, but his mind went blank, how could he know?Annoyed by being asked, he said impatiently: "You can drive forward as you please, and it doesn't matter where you drive."

The driver glanced at him in the rearview mirror, shook his head and started the car.

Looking at the bustling city under the dark sky outside the car window, he changed from his solemn and elegant style in the daytime to a transparent and charming dance dress. The provocative posture seemed to be waiting for someone who couldn't bear the temptation to come. pick.But once you touch the net that casts the sky and the earth, it is the beginning of eternal doom.Mi Huaile suddenly felt a little stuffy. He opened the window a crack, and the gentle breeze blowing slowly was like a gentle hand, brushing the two or three strands of hair that had fallen from his forehead. , let him try to contaminate some of its breath.However, he is not suitable for this kind of night, such a bright moonlight will make him feel like stinking water with green bubbles in the middle, dirty and filthy.His heart was beating wildly, he let out a long breath, and dispatched pressure to control his pulse according to the method Fu Wei gave him, but he couldn't stop the unbearable images that appeared in his mind: he fell to the ground in a panic He struggled and shouted in pain for the sudden interception of strangers, but no one came to rescue him.He compromised in terror, he surrendered to their coercion and violence.Their humiliation to him caused pain everywhere in his body, but the pain in his body was not as good as the despair in his heart.His flesh and blood were already dry and numb, and he was suffering from their seemingly endless assaults, his heart collapsed and he stopped pointlessly resisting.The shoulders were slack, like a rag thrown casually from one body to another.In the end, with the last bit of consciousness left in him, he heard vaguely that all these vile atrocities were all at the behest of Zhou Pujiang? !That person's usually sunny smiling face is so terrifying and disgusting now!

He couldn't stop trembling, and his forehead was covered with sweat. Mi Huaile leaned tightly against the corner of the back seat, feeling that it wasn't safe enough, so he put his arms around his chest and hugged himself.

"What did you say?!" Zhou Pujiang slapped the coffee table with all his strength, and the crystal surface immediately shattered and collapsed, turning into small transparent particles.

"It's imported from Italy, it's on your account." The calm Zhou Puyang has long been used to his brother's irritable and irritable habits, and he doesn't care at all, "Do you still remember the yellow hair whose fingers you broke off in the nightclub? He was the mastermind of that incident. As soon as I heard about it when I returned to China, I rushed to deal with it. I told you a long time ago that you should be tolerant in everything, but you refused to listen. That kid. When something like that happened, he couldn’t stay in school at all, so his parents had to transfer him to an ordinary high school in the county. Because of the inconsistent attitude towards this matter, his parents also resigned and divorced. He lives in two places. He managed to get out, and now he has a lover, a family, and a stable working life. He is very happy. Most of the responsibility for that matter lies with you, so you deserve it if you are misunderstood by Mi Huaile. Do good deeds and don't provoke him again."

Zhou Pujiang's black eyes were burning with raging fire, and the flames of revenge engulfed his reason. The veins on his forehead were throbbing violently. He looked like a beast that was about to get out of control, and was about to tear the person who hurt his lover to pieces: "Where are they?"

Never knowing that his younger brother had such a terrifying side, Zhou Puyang lost his mind for a moment, and when he realized it, he immediately said: "All five of them are dead!" Fortunately they died, otherwise what kind of revenge would it be?Looking at his angry younger brother, Zhou Puyang dared not imagine.

Today's Zhoupujiang is not comparable to the past.The experience of studying in the United States made him understand the law of survival of the fittest in the West.They don't rely on relationships, they don't talk about friendship, they rely on real materials and the ability to show them.Zhou Pujiang began to build his own business team there, from nothing to expansion, and now his company's influence has spread all over the northern, western and southern economic regions of the United States.If the youthful Zhou Pujiang was a fledgling eagle in the past, now he has grown into a bird of prey that can soar freely in the sky and fight in the sky.Fighting in the world requires strength, as well as brains and wrists.Zhou Pujiang has always been steadfast and ruthless in his work, and should be eradicated so as not to leave future troubles.She once ridiculed Zhou Pujiang for being incompetent and a coward like his father, but his behavior abroad these years has proved her misjudgment and made her get to know her younger brother Zhou Pujiang again .This return to China is only caused by my mother's traditional thinking. On the one hand, he is required to solve his personal problems as soon as possible and find a Chinese wife;

Zhou Pujiang looked at her suspiciously when he heard this, but didn't say a word.

"I knew you wouldn't believe it! Check it out for yourself!" With jade-like smooth fingers, he took out an old newspaper with yellowed corners from the file bag, and the headline on the front page was impressively printed with large characters in plumb font: This City Cracked a large drug smuggling deal.The subtitle is—Suspected unequal distribution of spoils caused internal strife, resulting in many casualties.Among the list of dead mentioned in the report, there were five circled in red pen. The man pointed to the circled place and asked Zhou Puyang, "Are these?"

"Correct."

"Did you move your hand?"

"Of course not! These people have long had a rift. Dogs eat dogs. It's a matter of time. I just let my yellow-haired lover, Little Jasmine, add a handful of firewood."

"Is there a tomb?" Zhou Pujiang returned to his usual calm face, but Zhou Puyang didn't feel relieved. "I went to identify the corpses. They were all shot to death. Because no one claimed them, they were all cremated that day."

"..." Zhou Pujiang's black and bright eyes flashed a look of unknown meaning, and fell silent again.Perhaps he asked too many people and listened too much.An old newspaper can't explain anything. With today's technology, there are too many things that can be faked.He has learned enough information from Zhou Puyang, and he can find out the rest by himself.

"You don't even believe me? Besides, it's been so long and the dust has settled, what else do you want?"

"What can I do?! Is it possible that I can dig them out one by one and turn them into ashes?!" The man's roar made the ceiling buzz.

Hesitantly put his hand on Zhou Pujiang's shoulder, and patted it lightly. Through the rage of the man in front of him, Zhou Puyang seemed to see something else about him.This may mean that her younger brother, the ruthless and decisive man who once abandoned all emotions in his heart, has become flesh and blood.She began to worry: such a man should not have a vulnerable side, never should.

The car drove to the business district near the city center, and the office buildings lined up with lights were still brightly lit.Mi Huaile suddenly remembered that Boss Coal's company was here. Walking across the overpass in front, the No.11 floor of the office building directly opposite the bus stop sign was there.He asked the driver to pull over, walked slowly up the overpass, and stood in the center to watch the traffic rushing by under the bridge.

The wind is already a little cool, giving people the illusion of being in autumn.Life is like an old-fashioned table clock, which keeps running with the mechanical fit between the gears. It seems to be one cycle after another, but those who see it clearly know that it is falling into the river of forgetfulness.

Shen Guang packed up and got on the elevator and went downstairs to go home.Putting a piece of chewing gum into his mouth, squinting his eyes and leaning against a pillar, he took out the phone and dialed Mi Huaile.While waiting for the connection, he looked up and saw a billboard that almost covered half of the building, an advertisement for a certain brand of perfume.The businessman had a clever idea, obviously selling women's products, but found a handsome foreign guy to be the endorser. While being ingenious, it has to be said that he has perfectly grasped the potential consumer psychology of women.Women are the ones who please themselves. If there is no admiring gaze and approval from men, most women will give up dressing up.The charming and elegant smile of the man in the ad, with a provocative and evil look in his eyes, reminded Shen Guang of Mi Huaile's ruddy face, his mood was lifted, and the exhaustion accumulated from a day's work was almost completely emptied.Suddenly the red shadow flickered, standing in front of Shen Guang alone, with a bright smile.

"Uncle, are you waiting for the bus here too?"

Shen Guang took a closer look, hey!Isn't this the new accountant kid Ji Hai?Shen Guang had some impressions of him, not only because of his glowing red hair.

When Ji Hai came to the company to apply for the job at first, the HR director didn't think highly of him.First of all, he was given a big cross in terms of image, plus the old version didn't like frivolous people, and didn't like to see fledgling kids with no work experience. Unfortunately, this guy took all of them, and he failed in the first round of interviews. down.Or is it a coincidence!The red-haired boy left the conference room and walked forward with his head buried. Half of his eyes were covered by the buoyant sea, and he bumped into Shen Guang inadvertently.The slippery plastic document bag in Shen Guang's hand was bald, and it fell to the ground with a squeak, and the contents jumped out and scattered all over the floor.Ji Hai said sorry a series of times, helped Shen Guang to pick up the documents, glanced wide-eyed, and 'babbled' out.The monthly report is to be taken to sign the old version. Although it is not confidential, it is not easy for outsiders to see it.Shen Guang impatiently took the piece of paper away from the boy's hand, with a very orthodox expression: "You shouldn't read this."

Ji Hai didn't care, and grinned, revealing a mouth full of small teeth, although they were uneven, but the porcelain white and porcelain white shone brightly: "Uncle, I actually didn't want to say anything when I saw it, but I just want to help others." , your summary table is wrong."

Ga?Shen Guangding stared at him for a few seconds, how could he calculate the result in such a short time?It took him half a day to figure out these numbers with a calculator!This is too ruinous, right?The original accountant was poached by a headhunter and moved to a big company. Experienced but no salary requirements, and hard-working accountants are so hard to find, so Shen Guang had to do it himself for the time being.

The child nodded sincerely, and said seriously: "It's really wrong, if you don't believe me, do the calculation again."

In the end, Ji Hai stood out with his amazing quick calculation skills and got the job.If there is no recommendation from Shen Guang, even if he is only five cars rich, who would allow him to show it?Therefore, Ji Hai was very grateful to him, and always said that he would treat Bole to dinner as a reward, but Shen Guang refused again and again.

Responding vaguely, Shen Guang chewed the gum again and again.This Mi Huaile, why didn't he answer the phone?Still busy?Shen Guang frowned.

"Calling your girlfriend?" Ji Hai walked from Shen Guang's right side to the side holding the phone in his left hand, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the shiny platinum ring on Shen Guang's ring finger, "Oh! I made a mistake! It's for my wife. "As he said, he hurriedly put his head up to listen to the ringing in the mobile phone.

"Tsk, kid, don't worry about adults' business." Shen Guang quickly put away the thread, and turned up the collar of his suit jacket to block the wind that was looking for a gap.Recently, my cervical spine is always uncomfortable. I have to ask a masseur for a good massage on another day off.

"Haha, don't you know that the more you pretend to be mysterious, the more curious you will be aroused." Ji Hai naturally put his head on Shen Guang's shoulder, his movements looked cute and well-behaved, "Uncle, please be calm, okay?" What year is it? Generally, there are only two possibilities for being so mysterious, one: your wife is troubled by some reason and really can’t do it; two: your so-called wife may not be a woman."

Without any suspense, Shen Guang showed the expression of being hit, trying to hide it, so he squinted his eyes and looked at the boy: "What are you talking about? Little kid, where did you get so many messy thoughts?" Shen Guang raised his hand and thumped Ji Hai's head, "Don't call me uncle again! Have I experienced so many vicissitudes?"

"Haha, okay, let's call you grandpa. You are upright every day, holding a teapot and a bird cage in your hand, just like the grandpa."

Ji Hai's red hair is very eye-catching, and it looks like a signal light from a distance.Coupled with his high-pitched and bright voice, and his unrestrained laughter, many people on the side of the street looked sideways at his voice, causing Shen Guang to tilt his head in embarrassment.

"By the way, uncle, I haven't invited you to dinner yet. It just so happens that you get off work early today, so you call out your legendary wife, let's have a meal together? Let me have a chance to feast my eyes."

Shen Guang has always disliked socializing outside of work. Generally, he can push back the activities among colleagues. It is really task-oriented, and he always finds excuses to leave early.Therefore, except for a few good buddies in college, he has almost no social interaction. Even if a colleague asks him to go clubbing after get off work, he will politely decline.In Shen Guang's world, there is a clear boundary between work and life, and the two must not be confused.

"No, I'm quite tired today, I want to go home early and rest." Shen Guang answered clearly.

Ordinary people would immediately lose face when they heard such rejection without turning a corner, but Ji Hai was not angry, but counted them one by one with a smile on his fingers: "No. 13 times, you have already rejected me No. 13 times , Uncle, you are really ruthless!"

Shen Guang smiled, noncommittal.

The kid had no idea of ​​making a joke, so he could only reluctantly say: "Okay, forget it, I'll find another chance to invite you next time. But you can't refuse me anymore."

Just as the bus pulled into the station, Ji Hai waved to Shen Guang and got on the bus neatly.Shen Guang's eyeballs slid a certain distance along with the bus, and his fiery red hair bounced brightly and dazzlingly, even in this colorful night, they were still eye-catching.Until the red color could no longer be seen, Shen Guang caught a glimpse of a familiar figure. Mi Huaile was standing on the overpass not far away, with his back to the low moon, his hair dyed with bright and cold moonlight, softly Floating up, blown by the cool wind, wisps of lonely wantonness and dignity.His hands gripping the railing trembled slightly, probably because the night was a bit cold.The cell phone in his pocket rang for a long time, and if he didn't answer it, he wanted to sneak up to the man, sneak up on him from behind and make him jump.Unexpectedly, a striking red shot out from behind that person, like a warning of prohibition, making Mi Huaile stop.The red is jumping lively, exuding a youthful atmosphere, which is an atmosphere that Mi Huaile cannot touch.He surrounded that person, and even a fool could see that he had a crush on that person.Mi Huaile became sad, and the inexplicable threads of sorrow condensed into a thick cocoon, wrapping him from the inside out.He couldn't move, he could only breathe lightly, watching the red hair touching the man's broad shoulders, outlining a gentle and obedient curve, watching the man plucking on the red hair without hesitation, watching them use their limbs to each other Conveying feelings, that was originally exclusive to Mi Huaile's shoulders, it was originally a movement prescribed for playing with that person, and since then it is no longer the only one.

Mi Huaile sighed in self-mocking, is he so forgetful?Where is he qualified to care about such a one and only?

Shen Guang didn't know when Mi Huaile stood on the overpass, and ran towards him with eager surprise.But when he reached the bridge, the familiar figure was long gone.

Once upon a time, he seemed to remember that Shen Guang said: I don't have any gorgeous declarations, and I don't know how to define love. I only know that love in this world needs sincerity, and this heart of mine has been given to someone. I identified him and wanted to grow old with him forever.

When Shen Guang returned home, he saw Mi Huaile lying on the sofa in a dull mood, changing the channel, and suddenly felt something was wrong.The man walked over and reached out to touch his cheek. The slippery feeling seemed to be mixed with wetness, right?Mi Huaile is crying?It should be an illusion.After thinking about it, Shen Guang pretended to be angry: "You are getting more and more courageous! My husband won't pick you up when he comes back?" After speaking, he rubbed against Mi Huaile with a playful smile, and sniffed his cheek with his nose.Mi Huaile twisted her neck to avoid the man's cool nose, and slapped him on the back of the head.

Shen Guang was in pain, and hissed and grabbed Mi Huaile's hands: "The attack is so hard! Murder your own husband!"

Mi Huaile forced a smile, obviously not in the mood to make trouble with him.

In this way, if Shen Guang still can't see that there is a problem, he is a fool.But the man is too aware of his Miko's temper, and you can't find out why just by asking. You can only be qualified to be his audience when he is willing to say and wants to tell you.

With his arms slumped, Shen Guang slackly hung on Mi Huaile's body like a koala.Mi Huaile wrinkled his nose, smelling the strong smell of vape oil in his hair, wondering how much nicotine this man smoked again.Just when he was about to say a few words, he suddenly felt sad again. Isn't it because Shen Guang smokes because he is bored and under pressure from work?So he whispered softly: "Do you work a lot? Chew gum when you want to smoke. Didn't I put a box in your bag last time?"

Shen Guang pursed his lips to ask for a kiss with Mi Huaile, pretending to be cute and said lamely: "My love dear, how long ago did you say 'last time'? I have already eaten up Smecta's chewing gum~ "Sneaking a kiss on the corner of the handsome man's mouth, Shen Guang was bubbling with joy.His Mizi is considerate and gentle now, making his heart feel warm, "This was smoked by my colleague during the meeting, but I obeyed the imperial decree and didn't smoke any."

Mi Huaile stroked Shen Guang's slightly astringent hair, and said warmly: "Are you tired? Take a bath, the soup is already stewed, you can drink it just after washing."

Satisfied, Shen Guang is very satisfied now.He doesn't want much, just a warm home, a caring person, a hot meal, and a peaceful and comfortable life for the rest of his life.

"Well..." Shen Guang agreed, but he relaxed all over and simply pressed Mi Huaile on the sofa, "Mizi, do you know? I am very satisfied with this home now, and I am very happy that you help me manage this home... ..." The tip of her cool nose buried herself in Mi Huaile's shoulder, rubbing against that pool of warm and fragrant nephrite, his lover, his wife, his Mi Huaile.

Hearing this, Mi Huaile's eyes turned hot, he suddenly felt that he must have been bewitched just now, how could he doubt his lover?Pressing Shen Guang's broad and generous shoulders, afraid that he would really cry, he hurriedly said: "Nonsense! With me here, you must be happy!" Because I promised you and myself, I will hold your sincerity in the palm of my hand take care of.It's just... If you knew about my past, my unspeakable and filthy past, would you still hug me like now and whisper softly in my ear?I am afraid, I am afraid that one day you will know the truth, you will despise, despise and even leave me.Forgive me for not being able to take that risk, for my only dishonesty with you.

The sourness in his heart was rippling, mixed with that tenderness, Mi Huaile held up Shen Guang's sharp face, and took the initiative to stick those two dry lips, and did not go deeper, but stopped on the skin Caressing carefully, as if to engrave this feeling in my mind, on my heart.After the kiss, both of their cheeks were covered with red clouds.Shen Guanghan smiled and looked into Mi Huaile's radiant pupils, where his shadow was reflected.

Eyeballs moved, and a smirk climbed onto Shen Guang's face. He held the back of Mi Huaile's head with one hand, and swam into the hem of his clothes with the other, lingering on the slippery and soft belly for a while, and then climbed up the sensitive back.Mi Huaile's muscles are not obvious, but they are very flexible to the touch, as if there is infinite power inside, but the surface is gentle and humble.Shen Guang likes rubbing his muscles like this, which makes him feel that the stored strength can be transmitted through his five fingers, which makes him feel very satisfied.

The bewitching voice made Mi Huaile's ears itch: "My wife, can you wash it with me?"

Mi Huaile nodded naturally, and stretched out his hand to signal Shen Guang to hug him up.Shen Guang happily copied Mi Huaile into his arms with both hands.

Open the bridle, peel off the 'dinner' and put it in the bathtub filled with water. Mi Huaile's already fair skin was scalded by the hot water in a short while and turned into a pink and lustrous color.Looking at the haloed skin in the mist, Shen Guang swallowed his saliva, and the fire burned his throat all at once.Mi Huaile suddenly became monstrous, turned over and lay down in the bathtub, her upturned and round butt looming in the swaying milky white bath water.

Shen Guang's eyes were staring straight, he didn't know what the world was.

"Wipe my back..."

As soon as the queen said this, the servant quickly took off his clothes and stepped into the water as if enlightened, but he didn't rub his back for him.

The weight of the body pressed down from above made Mi Huaile's heart flutter, and he couldn't help but groan.Shen Guang could bear the pain when his lover made such a feminine gesture, how could he hear such a charming voice?Finding his porcelain-like nape and biting heavily, Mi Huaile let out another low cry, the tone revealing a strong temptation.

A sea of ​​love is turbulent and violent.Mi Huaile tried his best to tilt his neck back, and his Adam's apple slid up and down.The man's muscular body seemed to be a dry stick, fueling his already scorching hot body.He only felt that he had become a small boat, ups and downs with the rhythm of the man, almost unable to bear the destructive demands, almost torn apart in the passionate possession again and again.Mi Huaile cried uncontrollably, twitched a few times and fell limp in Shen Guang's arms.My heart melted, turning into a pool of spring water called love.

The two of them didn't go to bed until midnight. Hearing the even snoring of the person next to the pillow, Mi Huaile suddenly felt sleepless.Staring at the light bulb surrounded by the dizzy yellow light circle on the bed head, it didn't take long for a few drops of clear tears to flow out of my eyes.Turning over, he rested his head lightly on Shen Guang's shoulder, and the sleeping man familiarly put his arms through his neck, protecting him in his arms and continuing to sleep soundly.

In a night as silent as water, a warm embrace is so pleasant.Mi Huaile let out a long breath, and slowly closed his eyes.If one day loses these arms, he doesn't know what he will become, maybe he will die insanely.He remembered someone who once said that worrying about gains and losses is the beginning of falling into true love and being unable to extricate oneself.

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