The Midnight Owl

"Now, can we talk about it?" Fu Wenqing came to Xu Wang, still clear-eyed, calm and self-sustaining. If it wasn't for a big hole in his clothes, it would make people suspect that he had escaped. The field "Deer Slaughter".

"Are you sure you want to talk?" Xu Wang's eyes crossed him and fell under the street lamp, a group of embarrassed peers exuding anger. He doesn't think these friends want to talk.

"Angry and impulse can't solve the problem. If there is a win-win solution for one thing, why bother to lose both sides?" Fu Wenqing didn't look back. Obviously, he had the final say on this matter.

Xu Wang pondered for a few seconds and got it: "You guys have archived."

Fu Wenqing said: "You are not the same."

It is worth talking about because we will meet again tomorrow.

However, the owl cannot be archived continuously, so Xu Wang really can't think of any room for negotiation: "Tomorrow, no matter to you or to us, there is only one option of" handover "."

"No," Fu Wenqing gave the second choice, "You can still withdraw."

He said too calmly, neither provocative nor demonstrative, just like ordinary chat, Xu Wang couldn't be angry, only felt that the frequency of the conversation between the two parties seemed to be too low: "Why should we quit?"

"Of course, it won't let you retreat in vain," Fu Wenjing said again. "In exchange, I can give you more important information than single customs."

"Oh?" It's okay to talk, Xu Wang asked in more detail, "About which aspect?"

Fu Wenqing pondered, but did not answer.

Xu Wang frowned: "If you want to talk, you have to show some sincerity. You can keep the intelligence content first, but at least let us know what this intelligence can bring to us. It is not worth the three levels of quitting."

"What you said makes sense." Fu Wenqing nodded his approval and showed the bottom card. "The way to leave the owl in advance, I mean, leave the owl completely and forever," under the street lamp, his calm eyes were confident and determined. "Is the value worth three levels?"

Xu Wang remained silent for a long time and turned back in a complicated mood.

The little friends behind them, the same words on the face are hard to say.

"The value is quite decent ..." Xu Wang withdrew his eyes and looked back at Fu Wenqing, very helpless, "but we also bought it."

Fu Wenqing was stunned. The completely unexpected answer made him calm the water-like gas field, and finally there was a trace of fluctuation: "One million?"

Xu Wang regretted, sincerely: "We should have met earlier."

Although it is information to buy a single order, but it is also 300,000 yuan, it is not impossible to talk about the three-thousand customs exchange for 300,000 yuan!

A bright and promising negotiation broke down in less than three minutes.

Fu Wenqing quickly packed his emotions, so fast that Xu Wang felt that this person may be born with a lack of rich emotions.

"See you tomorrow." Leaving three simple words, the man led the team out of the street.

"I thought we were going to kill us with money." Qian Ai watched the other person's back disappear on the corner of the street, muttering to himself, there was a wish that fell through.

Xu Wang knows that tomorrow is another hard fight, but it is imperative to rest and rest and heal the wounds.

...

President Chi inquired about the "tourist location" from his brother this time and arranged the hotel early. Two presidential suites, one with two bedrooms and one with three bedrooms.

No one likes to be a light bulb. The two bedrooms naturally belong to Xu Wang and Wu Sheng.

"Our archive is in the house of the Charge Ghost. I will collect it after I go in tomorrow," Wu Sheng sat on the sofa, letting Xu Wang fiddle with his injured arm, and his brain kept going. Lock the belongings of the two ghosts, and do n’t fight them in the face, it is still easy to be stolen. "

Xu Wang gripped a cotton ball with iodine with tweezers and carefully disinfected the wound with his head down: "How to lock it? Stationery like" fireproof, anti-theft and anti-sneak attack ", we don't have any at present."

"I have an idea ..." Wu Sheng's eyes fell on the smooth neck of the person facing him because his head was down, his throat suddenly tightened, and his thoughts stopped for a moment.

Xu Wang didn't notice it, changed a new iodophor cotton ball, and continued to clean up: "What idea?"

"Cough," Wu Sheng cleared his throat, trying to hide the unnaturalness in his voice. "I'm not sure yet. I want to think about it again."

Xu Wang didn't ask any more. Normally Wu Sheng said "have an idea", then this matter is already inseparable, and he needs to "think again", just to make it hard.

"The other party will also guarantee their two ghosts tomorrow," Wu Sheng said, "no matter where their archives are."

Xu Wang threw away the cotton ball, took the clean gauze, and cut a section of it into a strip that was almost as long as the wound: "That's for sure, it's clear how to grasp."

Wu Sheng watched him pour the iodine on the gauze, and soaked: "So tomorrow's situation is likely to be the same as today. We brought two ghosts each and met in that house."

Xu Wang lightly covered the strip of gauze on the wound and asked the question "Does it hurt"? After receiving a negative answer, he succeeded: "I can finally stop them before entering the house, deal with them first, then deal with women ghost."

The dry new gauze was wrapped around his arm in a circle, and Wu Sheng felt very full of heart in the pain of a jump, and was very peaceful: "Well, I think so."

"All right." Xu Wang knotted the end of the gauze that was cut open, and finally straightened his waist, quite satisfied with his craft.

Wu Sheng raised his arm, admired it for a while, and nodded: "Improved compared to ten years ago."

Xu Wang was startled, only to realize what he meant, and he grinned angrily: "Are you complimenting me."

"Of course it is," Wu Sheng recalled in a serious way, making gestures while reminiscing, "At that time, I fell, and if I remember correctly, I only broke my elbow, right, then you wrapped me like a broken arm Now ... "

"That's what you asked me to do!" Xu Wang stopped him from turning the black and white upside down again, "I said to go to the infirmary, you can't survive."

Wu Sheng raised an eyebrow: "What did you say? I said we walked on the playground. You wrestled me on the back and let me carry it. Then I didn't hold it and fell down?"

Xu Wang black line: "Can't you say that you didn't walk well and fell?"

"That won't work," Wu Sheng was upright, "The squad leader can't lie."

Xu Wang gritted his teeth. It was silly at that time. He didn't figure it out. It's a long time ago: "You just tossed me deliberately to fight revenge."

Wu Sheng dropped his arm around the gauze onto the back of the sofa and suddenly bullied Xu Wang sideways.

Xu Wang was startled: "Why, why?"

"Did you like me at that time?" The sudden tide of memory rushed into Wu Junshi's head, the reef named "Love Comprehension".

Xu Wang reached out and pressed his head closer, pushing out mercilessly: "You think too much."

Wu Sheng tilted his head, avoiding the palm of his true resistance, pressed it over, trapped Xu Wang between the back of the sofa and his arm, and kissed firmly.

Xu Wang didn't hide and accepted the kiss.

At the end of the kiss, Wu Sheng did not leave, but kissed his eyes, nose, jaw ...

The kiss was fine and close to Xu Wang's chest, and Wu Sheng bite and sucked through the thin single coat, and he was very happy.

Xu Wang made him itchy and trembling, and he couldn't bear it anymore. He smiled and said, "You are a dog ..."

"Fortunately ..." Wu Sheng stopped and pressed his head against Xu Wang's chest, confused.

Xu Wang didn't hear it too clearly, and it sounded like "Fortunately ... ten years later ...", but it felt really unreasonable. After ten years of slacking, fortunately fortunately, even if I didn't regret the Qingchangzi, it would be considered open.

Wu Sheng didn't speak anymore, and he was calm enough to encircle his own people, listening to each other's heartbeat, gradually at the same frequency.

If ten years ago, he and Xu Wang exchanged their hearts, can they really come together now? The two children who haven't grown up yet are confused in the future. When they bumped all the way, stumbled all the way, and finally grew up to look like adults, can their hearts and feelings be the same?

Fortunately, it was ten years late.

Fortunately, when he was able to hold a relationship, he found the one he most wanted to love.

Fortunately, that guy still loves him.

These "fortunately" may have overdrawn his life's blessing in advance, but it is worth it.

...

In another presidential suite, Qian Ai has fallen asleep, returned to the most splendid Datang Chang'an, and eats the full Qing Manchu seats. The neighbors on the left and right are court officials. From time to time, they also come together and double-click 666 for his live broadcast.

Next door to Qian's dream, Chi Yingxue lay prone on the bed, took off his shirt, and exposed his full back.

Kuang Jinxin is applying scald ointment to him, making him cry itchy and making him sore, but it is harder to serve.

But Kang Xin is not angry about this, he is so angry that he is so injured that he will not let the captain use stationery!

The light in the owl was dim, and Chi Yingxue's reaction was also cold. He really thought that the injury was not too serious. As a result, when he came back, he undressed and the whole back was red.

Most of the scald ointment has been wiped out, and his anger has not yet disappeared, and he cannot criticize severely. After all, this man is to save himself, so he can only mumble.

At first, Chi Yingxue did n’t think about it, but now he is so annoyed. He searches his stomach and scratches his stomach. Finally, he comes up with a reason to cope with it: "It is rare to treat the illusion and not to waste it casually."

Kuang Jinxin was already used to the nagging mode of talking to himself. Unexpectedly, the other party suddenly succumbed and reacted for a few seconds before glaring at the back of his head: "Yes, saving is a virtue."

Taunting is not Kang Jinxin's strength, but occasional mocking is more effective.

Chi Yingxue looked back at him, dragging his back to follow.

Kuang Jinxin frowned: "Don't move."

Chi Yingxue stopped moving, but still looked at him.

Kuang Jinxin stopped his hand movements, his eyes greeted him, and did not flicker or hide.

[How do you want others to treat you, are you comfortable? 】

[Frankly, what do you say ...]

Chi Yingxue twitched his lips and said: "I want you to remember my feelings, so I feel better."

"Lie." Kang Jinxin pressed the disobedient head back and continued to apply the medicine. "Even if you get injured immediately, I will remember you saved me, even if you didn't hurt me, I It will also hurt. "

A little bit of coolness in the back made Chi Yingxue unconsciously relax, and his eyelids became sleepy and heavy: "Why ..."

Kuang Jinxin could hear that he was sleepy, and his voice lowered unconsciously: "We are friends."

Chi Yingxue was lying on the pillow, as if she was asleep, and no more.

Kuang Jinxin lightly moved, wiped the last scald cream, and then quietly turned around, wanting to get out of bed.

Chi Yingxue reached out an arm without warning and pulled him back.

Kuang Jinxin was unprepared and lost his balance and fell into the bed. When the reaction came, Chi Yingxue had pressed on him, and his head squeezed into his neck fossa indiscriminately.

Kuang Jinxin was breathless and wanted to lift the person away, but he was afraid of touching the back of the other party who had just taken the medicine and could only push his shoulder. However, Chi Yingxue stubbornly pressed down the entire weight, leaving no room.

Kuang Jinxin's wound bitten by a female ghost made him sore and slightly hurt. In addition to pain, there are some subtle, strange feelings.

After a stalemate like this, Chi Yingxue seemed finally satisfied and calmed down.

"I don't want to be a friend."

Kuang Jinxin heard someone say in his ear that it was not coquettish, it was an announcement.

Chi Yingxue slightly propped up the upper body, the lights were so bright that the room was panic, and the panic in Jin Xin's eyes was clear at a glance.

Chi Yingxue liked it more and more, and pressed it down again.

Moreover, Jin Xin turned too far.

Chi Yingxue's lips fell on his face, not a kiss, but a bite, with a bit of strength that would hurt and not break, and took a serious bite.

Kuang Jinxin blinked blankly, forgetting even the pain.

Chi Yingxue lay down in a relaxed manner and rubbed back into his neck fossa, a slightly light tone, revealing his cheerful mood: "Same as I thought."

Kuang Jinxin asked silly: "What?"

"You smell orange." The person buried in the neck murmured proudly.

Chi Yingxue fell asleep.

Kuang Jinxin listened to his ears, his breathing became more and more stable, and his heart beat hard.

He has never met such a person, and can easily make him happy, make him sad, make him want to be close, and afraid to be close.

These joys and sorrows are not controlled by oneself, but are held in each other's hands.

But the clenched person still felt like a gust of wind.

Kang Jinxin can imagine the future of the captain and the military division. The captain will find another job. The military division may reopen the company, and then live together and grow old together. He can also imagine the future of Qian Ai, maybe continue to be the anchor, or change jobs, and then meet a suitable person and live a solid life.

But he couldn't imagine Chi Yingxue.

Of course, Chi Yingxue does not need outsiders to help plan the future. He has capricious and arbitrary capital, and it is enough as he feels right now.

The wind cannot be caught, and Kuang Jinxin did not want to catch it.

He was afraid that he couldn't even keep up.

Quietly slipping out of bed, Kang Jinxin took the quilt to cover Chi Yingxue's back and raised the air conditioner a few degrees.

It was early morning outside the window, and the sunlight slipped in through the gap between the curtains, and a ray of bright light came in.

Kang Jinxin turned off all the lights. Before he left, he hesitated again and again, still secretly on Chi Yingxue's hair and kissed him.

good Morning.