next year is a wolf

In fact, he had already vaguely expected it to be true, but he lacked an affirmation.

After the answer was affirmed, Lu Jue felt like a big stone fell to the ground, with a thud, although the impact made his heart hurt, but there was an indescribable sense of security.

Lu Jue joked with Jiang Heng before that he wanted to believe in Buddhism, but he was not joking. He really wanted to use his faith to wash away his past mistakes, do more good deeds, and accumulate some virtue for himself. Atonement.

"Who is this person?" Lu Jue looked into Lian Heng's eyes sharply.

"Since you have forgotten everything about the past, even if I tell you a name, you won't remember anything." Lian Heng said, "Besides, forgetting these things is good for everyone."

Lu Jue sipped his tea aggrievedly, swallowing many words in his heart.

"Has your brother gone to school?" Lian Heng glanced at Lu Tian and said, "Should he be in high school at this age."

Indeed, his peers should all be in high school and live a carefree life. Even if there is worry, it is at most "I didn't pass the exam this time", "The girl next door hasn't liked me yet" and so on. The Sorrows of Young Werther.

"He has a problem." Xiaotian is such a good boy, Lu Jue was a little speechless, and glanced at his face before saying, "However, he has very developed motor nerves. If you ask someone to find a relationship, you should be able to enter an ordinary high school sports department."

"Autistic?" Lian Heng asked.

"Almost." Lu Jue didn't bother to explain too much. If we say we are autistic, we are autistic. It's better than saying we are ogres, "I can't communicate with people."

"If you trust me, you can leave this matter to me. Even if you look for someone else, you have to look for it? Why bother."

"Big brother Lian." Lu Jue couldn't control the urge to call him big brother, "I will remember the favor I owe you."

"Just remember to buy me a drink when the bar opens." Lian Heng said with a smile.

When Lu Jue led Lu Tian back, it was already dark.

As soon as he opened the elevator, Lu Jue saw a person standing at the door, blending into the night, so dark.

"Akira Kurosawa?" Lu Jue stopped Lu Tian who was about to rush up to bite someone, a little surprised why the landlord was here.

Akira Kurosawa raised his head with a sad face and said, "Brother Jue, can you take me in for a while?"

"You live in the Hilton GreenTree Inn, do you still want me to take you in?" Lu Jue said, "Where's your house in Dabieye?"

"What kind of villa is not wild, don't fucking force the villa, my father will take it away from me when I get upset." Akira Kurosawa said bitterly, "I am his illegitimate son."

"Yo, the illegitimate child usually slaps his biological brother in the face, I am optimistic about you." Lu Jue patted him on the shoulder, pulled Lu Tian into the room, and kicked the door shut.

Akira Kurosawa knocked on the door outside: "Brother Duke, open the door, just for one night."

Lu Jue sat on the sofa and asked leisurely: "You don't have many friends on weekdays, so go live in their Dabieye, my place is too crowded."

"The group of friends, when they heard that I was in trouble, all of them seemed to evaporate from the world."

Look, with this character, all of his friends are wine, meat and dog friends.

Lu Jue went over and opened the door a little, pointed to the room and said, "If you agree to sleep on the sofa, I'll let you in."

"The sofa is too narrow, it can't fit a tall person like me." Akira Kurosawa compared his height.

"Sleeping on your side." Lu Jue glanced at him, and casually put his long legs on the table in front of him.

"Sleeping on my side for one night, my arm will be broken." Kurosawa said, "In case my arm is broken..."

"Then I..." Lu Jue patted the table with his cigarette in his right hand and said, "Then I'll sing you the invisible wings."

Kurosawa: ...

In the end, Akira Kurosawa slept on the sofa. He heard some movement at night, so he sat up and rubbed his eyes in a daze. When he opened his eyes, he suddenly saw a black figure shooting out two dark green lights, like a ghost.

Akira Kurosawa was so frightened that he hugged the little quilt in his arms tightly, and jumped up from the sofa with an "ow!": "Mom, I'll fuck if it's haunted."

After howling, Kurosawa lifted the bangs on his forehead and said to himself: "My mother, my mother said that there are mountains of flames on top of people's heads, which can block ghosts. I... I am not afraid of you."

But not only did the two green lights not far away from him, but they got closer and closer.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Hearing the scream, Lu Jue came out of the bedroom frowning, and turned on the light. The bright light filled the whole room, and it was as bright as day in an instant.

Akira Kurosawa looked tremblingly at Lu Tian who was wearing pajamas in front of him, and stammered, "He, he, his eyes will shine."

Lu Jue explained very tiredly: "Well, because there are stars and the sea in his eyes."

"Damn it, I believe your evil." Akira Kurosawa hurriedly put on his coat and said, "I, I will sell the sports car and go to a hotel."

Lu Tian, ​​who had never looked directly at Akira Kurosawa, waved his hands at Akira Kurosawa twice when he heard this.

Love to walk or not, walk slowly but not to send.

Lu Jue couldn't help smiling, this kid is a bit territorial.

Lu Jue's new bar is just across the street from where he lives. This bar has not even changed its name, it is still the same as before, and even the decoration is imitated according to the previous one.

It took a week for the decoration to be completed. When Lu Jue entered, he felt like he had traveled to City X again.

Lu Tian also naturally sat on the bar chair in front of the front desk, swinging two long legs that had no place to rest, and seemed to be particularly satisfied with the surrounding environment.

Lu Tian belonged to the type that took a long time to adapt to when he changed places. When he first moved to the riverside, he stayed up all night and lay on the bed in a daze with his eyes open, not knowing what he was thinking.

The bar had just opened, and Lu Jue decided to spend a lot of money, inviting some little celebrity to come over and have a big opening treat, half price of drinks.

But after thinking about it, I felt that there was no suitable candidate.

He can't afford to invite someone who is too popular, and it is useless to invite him who is not popular.

So this matter was put on hold for a while, and it hadn't been long before Lu Jue was sitting in the shop and received a call from Lao Luo.

"Brother Jue, I heard that your bar is newly opened. How many brothers will you bring someone to support you?"

Lu Jue couldn't help laughing: "When only you door gods came, those who wanted to drink didn't dare to come."

"Honestly. Ask that Fang Qingya to sing you a few songs. Isn't he very popular now, to cheer you up." Lao Luo said.

His reminder made Lu Jue think of Fang Qingya.

Well, almost forgot about this guy.

Fang Qingya was originally the resident singer of Lujue Bar. He is quite handsome, and he sings well.Her long hair was plucked like a banner, and she was holding a guitar in her arms. No girl couldn't help but be moved when she heard it.

Later, Fang Qingya went to participate in a music talent show. Although he didn't win the first place in the end, he had more topics than No.1. He was signed by the record company in one fell swoop and packaged as the persona of the little prince of the subwoofer.

Said he is a subwoofer, Lu Jue has no objection, said he is a little prince, but damn it.

When the grandson drank too much, lying on him///was like that, he was still a little prince, and a little slut//was almost the same.

Fang Qingya has ambitions, this is something Lu Jue has already seen long ago.At that time, the two of them were just taking what they needed and being a companion.

Others would sometimes boast after seeing it: "You two really deserve it."

Lu Jue smiled and didn't say a word at the time, but he understood very well in his heart that the two of them seemed to be compatible, but they often seemed to be a good match, and the only thing left was "seemingly a good match" when they were together.

Lao Luo might have forgotten that they were together, but Lu Jue didn't.

"Farewell." Lu Jue replied to Lao Luo, "We are not in the same way now, please don't move this great god."

It's not without reason that Lu Jue felt that Fang Qingya was completely screwed. When Lu Jue accompanied him to participate in the competition, he saw Fang Qingya hiding in the bathroom before the game and smoking marijuana in order to boost his spirits.

Lu Jue will never forget that smoky scene.

At that time, there was a chill spreading from the bottom of Lu Jue's heart. From then on, whenever he looked at Fang Qingya one more time, he felt like throwing up.

In addition to being disgusted, Lu Jue couldn't help being a little secretly happy, I have finally found a fucking reason to break up with you.

Because of this, the two of them were separated from each other and never saw each other again.

Lu Jue also heard about Fang Qingya from the Internet. He is getting better and better now, and several songs have become popular.Switching styles from folk to pop, his stardom seems to have been uneventful.

Only Lu Jue knew that this person was like a hollowed-out tree. It looked bright on the outside, but it was completely rotten inside.

When the bar opened in the evening, Lao Luo and his gang drove over in pickup trucks, and many people got out of the car.

When Lu Jue saw it, he thought someone was coming to seek revenge. He was startled until Lao Luo jumped off the driver's seat and greeted him: "Hello."

Lu Jue responded with disgust: "Hey."

He suddenly remembered that once when Lao Luo was fighting with others, he also drove a pickup truck and called a group of brothers, and stopped aggressively on the spot, and some people played music on the stereo as the background music.

The song played was nothing but Dao Lang's "The first snow in 2002 came later than usual."

Listening to this song and punching people, even punching is very lyrical.

Lao Luo has always been a very creative person.

"Brother Jue, after you left, I beat up Liu Shun again." Lao Luo took Lu Jue's shoulders into the bar, took a look inside and said, "Jiang Heng hasn't arrived yet?"

"He said wait a while." Lu Jue lit the lighter with one hand and said, "Liu Shun didn't make trouble anymore."

"No, how dare he make trouble again." Lao Luo said, "If you don't pay attention to my fat tiger, I will beat him to death."

"Brother, what kind of way are you doing? It's so wild." Lu Jue bowed his head and laughed, it's really interesting.

"The road of socialism with Chinese characteristics." Lao Luo said.

Not long after, Jiang Heng also came, and the whole room was full, very lively.

Lu Tian stayed at the front desk to help Lu Jue wipe the glass, and raised his eyes to watch people sing with great interest.

Lao Luo was in a hurry to perform on stage, his broken gong voice broke as soon as he opened his mouth, and he sang Dao Lang's "That Night", and Lu Jue listened with joy.

Lao Luo hasn't improved at all after all these years, and he is still the fierce man who says "I hurt you" at every turn.

After singing, Lu Jue felt that he had really hurt him. Not only did his eardrums hurt, but he almost broke the expensive microphone.

Jiang Heng kept looking down at his phone, making calls and sending text messages, looking a little restless.

Lu Jue called him but he didn't hear him. He frowned and replied a text message, then sat on the sofa with his pocket and smoked.

"Aren't you quitting smoking?" Lu Jue asked meanly.

Jiang Heng raised his head and took a deep look at him. Lu Jue felt that he could eat him up by looking at him, so he immediately raised his hand and said, "Take it as if I didn't say that."

Jiang Heng took a puff and pressed the cigarette butt down, frowned and sighed, "Zhou Ci."

"What's wrong with Zhou Ci?" Lu Jue only remembered that this person seemed to be Jiang Heng's former friend, and when he mentioned it suddenly, he felt quite puzzled.

"Zhou Ci, you and I drank too much. Then, we..." After Jiang Heng finished speaking, he twisted the cigarette butt twice, and did not continue.

Before he could finish, Lu Jue had automatically completed the information, coughed and said, "That's not good, you are single and he is also single."

Jiang Heng shook his head: "No, I don't want to, delay, people."

"What do you think?" Lu Jue had never discussed emotional issues with Jiang Heng before, so he didn't understand his mind at all.

Jiang Heng took a sip of wine, bowed his head and remained silent for a long time.

Lu Jue took the brushed cup from Lu Tian, ​​and wiped it vigorously with a towel twice. When it was placed on the table, the cup was so bright that it reflected light, almost as a mirror.

When Lu Jue looked up, he was taken aback by Jiang Heng's reaction.

His eyes were red, and big tears were falling down. He was holding the sofa with his hands, and his shoulders trembled slightly from crying.

Lu Jue was stunned for a moment, and Lu Tian was also stunned, looking at Jiang Heng curiously, as if he didn't understand why he did this.

"Jiang Heng?" Lu Jue was a little at a loss.

"It's so uncomfortable, really." Jiang Heng coughed violently, propped his forehead with one hand and said, "I'm fucking, really, uncomfortable."

Lu Jue has known him for a long time, and has never seen him like this. He wanted to go over to comfort him, but he didn't know how to comfort him, so he called him by his name: "Jiang Heng..."

"Don't, don't talk to me." Jiang Heng coughed a few more times, turned his face and said.

Lu Jue lowered his head, glanced at Lu Tian who was still staring at him stupidly, raised his hand to cover his eyes: "Don't look."

Jiang Heng drank another sip of wine, took a few deep breaths, and his fair face gradually returned to normal.

Then, he told Lu Jue such a story in broken sentences.

Jiang Heng and Qi Sheng are childhood sweethearts who grew up together, and they agreed to be admitted to the same military academy.

The two trained together and rested together, and their relationship has always been very good.

Jiang Heng has stuttered since he was a child, and he always speaks in a hurry, so he is often laughed at by others. Whenever he hears other people's ridicule, Qi Sheng will always be more angry than himself when he is angry, and he will beat others until his nose is bruised and his face is swollen.

Qi Sheng was a month older than Jiang Heng, and he doted on him like he wanted his life. He knew that he loved chestnuts, and every weekend when he was free, Qi Sheng would buy a lot of chestnuts and peel them for Jiang Heng with his bare hands.But at that time, there were no refrigerators in the army, so Jiang Heng had no choice but to bite the bullet and eat all the chestnuts.

No one forced Jiang Heng, but he was never willing to stay, because every time Qi Sheng peeled the chestnuts, his nails were bald, bleeding and growing barbs.

Jiang Heng felt distressed.

At that time, Mr. Qi Sheng said that small stoves cannot be kept in the army. After we leave the army, I will make sugar-fried chestnuts for you every day.It's sweet and sweet.

Jiang Heng smiled brightly, just listening to Qi Sheng's description made him feel so sweet.

But later, Qi Sheng was transferred away because of his outstanding performance, saying that his superiors wanted to secretly train him to be an undercover agent.

Although Jiang Heng was worried about him, he didn't stop him.Because he knows that Qi Sheng has always been a person with a special sense of justice, and it has been his childhood dream to eradicate violence and bring peace to the good.So Jiang Heng personally sent Qi Sheng to the train.

Unexpectedly, this train actually leads to heaven.

When the news of Qi Sheng's death came, Jiang Heng couldn't even believe that the body that was burned beyond recognition by the fire was his former boyfriend.

In the past, Qi Sheng was so tall, tall, sunny and handsome.

Moreover, Qi Sheng also said that he wanted to cook chestnuts fried in sugar for him every day, and his wish hadn't been fulfilled yet, so how could he leave first.

Jiang Heng looked at the charred black corpse and wanted to go up to touch it, but was stopped by a group of people.

He looked at Qi Sheng lying there like a monster, and his heart throbbed with pain.

Qi Sheng is so good, he should have lived a peaceful life, how could he suddenly become like this.

Jiang Heng couldn't believe the facts, until he saw the forensic doctor carrying Qi Sheng away wearing a mask, forcibly opened his curled fingers, and a burnt yellow chestnut rolled out of his palm.

At the end, Qi Sheng still held onto this chestnut tightly, as if holding a small obsession.

Jiang Heng's tears couldn't stop streaming down his face in an instant, and since then he has never eaten fried chestnuts with sugar.

If possible, he is willing to take the initiative to bear all the suffering and misfortune, in exchange for Qi Sheng's life to be safe and smooth.

After many years, Qi Sheng's tomb was covered with weeds.

But Jiang Heng could never forget him, whenever he recalled, he couldn't feel his tears.

"It would be great if feelings could be controlled remotely." Jiang Heng sighed.

In that case, you can enter when you want to advance, and retreat when you want to retreat. If you are really tired one day, you can just stop.

Unlike me now, I am very tired, but I still can't stop loving you.

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