Die For Life

Inner city, Xiangxuehai.

The magnificent decoration, the mellow silk music, the intoxicating fragrance, the delicate and fragrant food... Of course, the most important thing is that Xiangxuehai has searched the entire Dongyang, after strict and careful selection, and the number of years Hundreds of processes are meticulously crafted to make countless men fall for the charming dream girl.

In the eyes of men and women in the outer city, Hongyuhai and Xiangxuehai belong to the kind of dreamland where you can die without regrets as long as you can go in for a good night.

This is actually an illusion of "the grapes are very sweet if you can't eat grapes". After all, they exist only to satisfy desires. Go to Hongyuhai Xiangxuehai and you use the cover of Youth Daily to solve the problem. The pleasure you get is actually It's almost the same, there can be no fresh tricks of'you have to come here.'

You see Le Yu has never been to Xiang Xuehai. In addition to the reasons for being a virgin such as self-cleansing, more importantly, when he criticized Jing Zhengwei's memory, he saw Xiang Xuehai's live scene and felt ‘this is it’?

Therefore, more often, Hongyuhai Xiangxuehai is actually shouldering the secret attribute of ‘deep socialism’.

In the Silver Blood Society, everyone is dressed well, talking and doing human affairs;

Going for a drink, everyone can take off a few clothes, say a few drunken things, and talk about a few drunken things;

When you come to Hongyuhai Xiangxuehai, everyone can take off their clothes, talk about animals, and do things for animals.

So, who on earth will come to Xiangxuehai frequently?

After all, the people who come to Xiangxuehai are silver-blooded people. If you really love each other for a long time, you can just buy it home. You can change the bus into a private car. Xiangxuehai will also hold new product recommendation activities from time to time. Like Jing Zhengwei, every month Come to buy new products, until you buy Qinglan and stop this kind of shopping activity.

Therefore, the people who often come to Xiangxuehai are definitely not the ‘lascivious’ that the cloud players outside imagined. There is only one reason-

He doesn't want to put on clothes anymore.

咚——

Luo Zhen pushed open the heavy and flashy door of Xiangxuehai, step by step into this golden cave where countless silver and blood competed.

Xiangxuehai, which used to be busy day and night, has been empty. Only the leftovers are left on the bustling banquet. The silk and bamboo musical instruments are empty and ready to be played. A few large blocks of ice radiate cold air lonely all over the hall, only that drowsy Sleeping strange smell still spread wantonly.

Xiangxuehai’s boss is smarter than anyone else. He knows that no one will come to visit Xiangxuehai tonight, and once the troubled people rush into the inner city, Xiangxuehai will definitely become their number one target-Hongyuhai is also possible-so he must first Ensure the safety of those precious commodities and take the girls to a safer place early.

The guests also went home long ago, either ran away, or waited to die. In any case, they were unwilling to confess to Xiangxuehai for the last moment of their lives.

unless--

"Are you waiting to die here?"

Luo Zhen's boots kicked off the hip flask in the aisle and looked at the lazy man lying on the soft bed in the center of the lobby on the first floor, staring at the contents in the cup, and said coldly: "The Quans don't bother looking for you."

Quan Xin only wore a silver-white loose silk pajamas. He drank the wine and said with a smile: "Normally, the Quan family doesn't need my kind of waste for a long time."

"There are no women here to accompany you to play, and no one to accompany you to drink. What are you doing here?" Luo Zhen stood in front of Quanxin, "Luo Jiaquan's family has decided to jointly suppress the unrest outside. Directly rushed out to gather the remnants of Dongyang, and later planned to counterattack Xuanzhu...I don't expect them to suppress the mob. The destruction of the inner city is already a certainty."

"Hey, do you? You know a lot about the Patriarch of the Luo Family." Quan Xin looked at the wine glass and said, "Then I, the Patriarch of the Quan Family, don't know anything."

"You look like you, how can the Quan Family trust you?"

"Don't get the order wrong, they didn't trust me at first, so I did this." Quan Xin adjusted his posture and said lazily next to the soft pillow, "Actually, I don't care. I found that this feeling is really great."

Luo Zhen squinted his eyes slightly: "So, you just want to fall directly to death, so you don't even bother to crawl out?"

"Is there anything bad about death?" Quan Xin said, "It's just another journey."

With that said, Quanxin filled the wine glass with wine, then picked up a bottle next to it that looked like a condiment bottle, poured some gradual blue powder into the wine glass, mixed it with fingertips and drank it, watching Luo Zhen gently Sighed.

"You are taking drugs and silly brains, right."

Quan Xin shivered, his pale face flushed a little: "If I'm really stupid, it will be much better than now."

Luo Zhen finally couldn't see it, and kicked Quan Xin's face directly, kicking out his teeth: "Isn't it just that there is only the name of the owner of the family without the truth of the owner? Are you here to blame the sky and the others, drunk, dream, inferiority and self-pity? !?"

"Bah." Quan Xin spit out a mouthful of blood, with no sadness or joy on his face, he lay down on the soft pillow, and said coldly: "What can you only child know? When you blamed me, did you think about me? Doesn't have the conditions you have?"

"Your father is dying? And my father is only forty-two, my uncle is forty-four-do you know what this is?"

Quan Xin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "They have to fight for at least ten years."

"Ten years, my life is only two years, and the past two ten years, my father has been used by my father to compete with the uncle-Archon Quan Yuan, the family leader Quanxu, only my Quan family is connected. What a prestigious reputation in politics and business circles, but do you know what the price is?"

Quan Xin smashed the wine glass at Luo Zhen, but he was too weak to run to Luo Zhen's boots.

"A mountain cannot tolerate two tigers. It is a matter of interest, even brothers, it is ruthless, not to mention our family of merchants, who have never talked about feelings."

"It's just that they have been fighting for so many years and still can't dominate each other, so I cast my sights on the next generation. Since I was young, I have done everything better than my cousins. Achievement, you even have to find a way to plunder the uncle’s political resources, like a heavy pen at both ends, which has to be rotated all the time, without any room to stop."

"I originally thought that when I came back from the Linhai Navy to take over as the Patriarch, I would be able to draw an end to this game." Quan Xin closed his eyes and let out a long sigh: "The result is that I am too naive, some resentment, forever. It will not end."

Luo Zhen asked: "So you don't want to continue to be the **** of your father's fight, so you linger in Xiangxuehai, and now you would rather wait here to die than go back?"

"do not know."

"do not know?"

"I just think it's very boring." Quanxin pointed to the ceiling with ornate chandeliers: "Politics is boring, business is boring, fighting is boring, and living is boring. The world is just like fakes, and nothing makes any sense."

"Sometimes I think of the past, seeing my parents, seeing you, seeing other people, I want to ask you to apologize and repent, but I can't remember why I want to apologize."

"Sometimes I think too much and feel tired, so I just don't want to."

"So, you go." Quan Xin stretched out his hand to cover his eyes and block the light: "I won't go. The escape is too tired for me, and Xiangxuehai's door is too much for me. Far."

Luo Zhen looked at the door of Xiangxuehai, then turned and walked towards the door.

咚——

After the rumble of closing doors, heavy footsteps approached again. Quan Xin raised his arm slightly and saw Luo Zhen sitting in front of him.

"Perhaps I was taking drugs and being stupid." Quan Xin said: "I actually saw you haven't left."

"You are not a medicine problem." Luo Zhen said calmly: "You are sick."

"Sick?" Quan Xin said.

"Don't ask how to cure it?"

"Lack of energy."

"That's right." Luo Zhen nodded, "This disease is terminally ill. It can't be cured, so you can only wait for death."

"Really..." Quan Xin closed his eyes.

Luo Zhen took two wine glasses and filled it up, "I can't find a woman, but it's okay to drink with you."

Quan Xin took the wine glass and poured it into his mouth, allowing the wine to flow along the corners of his mouth.

The two were sitting and lying one by one. After a long silence, Luo Zhen suddenly asked, "Do you think there is a man behind the riots tonight?"

"I can probably guess who it is." Quan Xin whispered: "But I don't understand his motive."

"I also have a skeptical candidate. I know his purpose, but I don't know how he wants to accomplish it." Luo Zhen said, "Did he ask you to do something?"

"Yes, he wants to work with the patrol guard, and I can't direct the Quan family, but it's okay to direct the Quan family's dog."

"He also asked me to do something. There are many merchants in the Luo family. He packed some people into the merchants in the Luo family and went out of the city together."

Quan Xin said softly, "So it's like this..."

Luo Zhen sipped his wine glass: "Silver blood will not be unjustly lost, his appetite is too big."

The two continued to be silent for you and me, until the flask was emptied, and there was a noisy sound outside.

Boom! Boom!

Xiangxuehai's sound insulation is very good. They can only hear the vague screaming outside, but they can't understand what they are screaming.

"The time is up." Luo Zhen stood up: "We should go."

Quan Xin didn't speak, he watched Luo Zhen knock over the jug on the wine table, then took out a lighter and threw it on the tablecloth soaked in the liquor.

The fire spread quickly, and soon it burned to the curtains, wooden chairs, and carpets, emitting a billowing heat wave.

However, if you want to burn the two people sitting in the middle of the lobby, the fire obviously needs to work harder.

"Don't mind?" Luo Zhen sat down again: "If I have a choice, I would rather be the poignant beauty swallowed by flames than the ugly death under a pitchfork hoe."

Quan Xin looked at the ceiling drunkly, as if he couldn't understand what he was saying.

"I have never dared to tell you." Luo Zhen said softly, "My love is heavy and dirty, with many unpleasant things in it, such as sadness, sorrow, self-pity, despair, and my heart is so fragile. I am always defeated by these negative emotions, as if I are sinking more and more in a swamp. I don't want to drag you in, I would rather be swallowed by myself."

"It's just that I didn't expect you to be swallowed by yourself."

Quanxin glanced at him with slanted eyes, and the corner of his mouth showed a barely arc:

"I'm just right to be drunk, I can understand you, but I don't feel sad."

Luo Zhen calmly looked at him, and suddenly said, "Perform that."

Quanxin was silent for a moment, did not refuse, and strenuously reached out his hand to pick up the chopsticks on the banquet, clamped it with his index finger, middle finger, and thumb, and then rotated--

Snapped.

The chopsticks flew out, Quan Xin looked at his right hand, and just about to take it back, he saw Luo Zhen pull out a double tap pen.

It's exactly the same as the one he used before.

Quan Xin took the double-headed pen and turned it on his fingertips effortlessly.

It keeps spinning.

Keep spinning.

Until the flame swallowed everything.

...

...

Leyu fled to a familiar road~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This used to be the lively outer city street where he frequented, but now the street is full of workers and civilians chasing silver blood.

Almost subconsciously, he chose to take this short cut in a dark alley that few people set foot in, a hidden passage that he often used in the past.

He walked, walked.

Finally stopped in the middle of the road.

In this dark alley that is hard to be covered by the avenue lights, Leyu saw a familiar red-haired figure standing next to the wall in the faint moonlight, and seemed to have been waiting here for a long time.

"If I say, I just wanted to destroy the tacit understanding between the workers and you."

"If I said, I didn't even know that the civilians would be determined to kill the silver blood, and even you would not let it go."

"If I say, I just want to remember the first time I met you, so I came here to revisit."

"Do you believe it?"

Leyu nodded: "I believe it."

"If the White Nightwalker didn't make the'right' decision, and happened to encounter a'wrong' patrol guard, the decision would not develop to where it is now."

"If things don't get to this point, the stubborn heroes among the common people will not take advantage of the situation and treat me as a thorn in the flesh, and kill them quickly."

"If I hadn't gone through repeated pursuits and thrilling escapes, or even used all kinds of hole cards, I wouldn't have my life to escape this path, but would have died long ago."

"So, I believe all this is a coincidence like a fool of fate."

The red-haired man in the shadow chuckled and walked under the moonlight, revealing a handsome face.

He said leisurely: "I only believe."

"God willing."

"It's hard to violate."