chaotic world

Zhou Lan stopped, clenched her fists, froze all over, and asked without turning her head, "Do you remember?"

"Hmm." Du Yunfeng didn't understand why he was so nervous.

Mustering up a lot of courage, Zhou Lan turned around and asked bluntly, "Then when are you going to do it? Now?"

"Let's do it now..." Du Yunfeng pondered the meaning of this sentence, seemed to be sure, seemed to ask back, he hid his emotions.

This short corridor is between the two houses, with tall, thick, well-defined blue brick walls on both sides, and a blue sky above, not even a passing bird.

Zhou Lan approached, he raised his head and said: "I know that one day, sooner or later, outside the pass, you set a trap to kill me, I was angry, and blamed you for being unkind to me, but I regretted it later, you know, I I seldom regret anything, except you. If you want to fight today, I will not fight back, and I am not your opponent. This place...is our home. I can come back here and settle this matter with you. I am very happy I am relieved. The only thing I am worried about is that if I am gone, someone will make trouble for you. In fact, I don't want you to make trouble for him either. "

He spoke with sincerity, expressing all the thoughts in his heart, and he has long been preparing for this day.

Debts must be paid back, and murders must be paid with life.

He was frank and frank, but he saw confusion in Du Yunfeng's eyes.

"I set a trap to kill you?" Du Yunfeng frowned, puzzled, "Isn't it you who want to kill me? The Japanese are all over the city looking for me and wanting to put me to death. Isn't that what you mean?"

Zhou Lan stepped back, squinted his eyes and looked at Du Yunfeng. He suddenly realized that he was thinking too much, and Du Yunfeng was not thinking enough.

He thinks he remembers everything about the house, referring to the teenage experiences he witnessed.However, what Zhou Lan told him outside the pass to kill his father was not in his memory.

"Then it's not time for me to repay the debt," Zhou Lan thought, "I don't need to speak out to provoke him."

But the other party's questioning made him very uncomfortable.

We are going to fight and kill, and it's the Japanese' turn to intervene?

"I didn't let the Japanese want you. They want your life. It's not my order." Zhou Lan continued walking, signaling Du Yunfeng to come with him. "The ancestral hall is in front of you. I have something to say to you in front of my ancestors." .”

Pushing open the door, Zhou Lan took a handful of incense from the incense table and lit it, and gave three sticks to Du Yunfeng.

Zhou Lan knelt down, only to see Du Yunfeng just nodded and bowed.

"Kneel down," Zhou Lan turned around, "do you bow your head to your ancestors?"

Originally, one shouldn't worship other people's ancestors, but when Zhou Lan opened his mouth, Du Yunfeng thought, we are brothers, and it is not too much for my surname Du to worship the ancestors of Zhou's family.

After he finished three kowtows, Zhou Lan stood up beside him, and he pressed Du Yunfeng's shoulder. This was the first time in a long time that he took the initiative to touch Du Yunfeng.

Du Yunfeng looked at him in bewilderment, and slowly put down the knee he wanted to raise.

"Kneel down and listen," Zhou Lan said seriously, "The ancestors of the Zhou family are above all, and the unfilial descendants Du Yunfeng recognize their ancestors and return to their ancestors."

"What are you talking about?" Du Yunfeng couldn't listen anymore, he wanted to struggle, he was in a fog, he didn't know what Zhou Lan was planning.

"Kneel down," Zhou Lan said in a serious tone, "Do you think that everyone has the opportunity to recognize their ancestors? Do you think that knowing who your parents are, you will be able to recognize them? You are born in a blessing and you don't know the blessing!"

"The ancestors of the Zhou family are the ancestors, Du Yunfeng, listen carefully, remember it, and don't forget it in the future - you are the direct descendants of the Zhou family, the only blood and blood, and your father is Zhou Hanshi."

Du Yunfeng: "What are you talking about?"

Zhou Lan didn't look at him, but looked at the rows of tablet tablets, each one was an ancestor of the Zhou family, his ancestor, and a witness of his integrity, and today, he had to return the tablet to it People who really belonged.

Those who occupy the magpie's nest will take the initiative to pay off their debts.

"Your mother, Liu Shi, was originally a famous actress in Jinmen. When your father passed away, she was already pregnant with Liujia. But at that time, the Zhou family drove her away out of embarrassment. Butler Du took her in, and of course married her in the end. That’s why I have your younger brother Yunhai.”

"Your mother died early, and she never returned to Tianjin. Lao Du is the housekeeper of the Zhou family, and he is your adoptive father. When you were 16, the Zhou family... was in trouble," Zhou Lan hesitated, but very quickly Quickly covered up the guilty conscience with a clear voice, "Your adoptive father was killed on the spot, and you and Yun Hai stayed at Zhou's house, do you remember this?"

"I have an impression." Every time Zhou Lan mentioned a name, Du Yunfeng's head would have a blurred face, "I don't remember clearly."

His adoptive father, Lao Du, and his younger brother, Yun Hai, he remembered. Although he couldn't remember clearly, these people all came back vaguely.

"Once Lao Du dies, no one will know this secret," Zhou Lan said, "I... learned about it in an accident, but I am very selfish and cowardly, thinking that the Zhou family is my legitimate foundation, and I want you to be the adopted son of a servant, you have treated me well since I was a child, I actually know that I also need you to follow me and obey my orders."

"It's okay now," Du Yunfeng didn't look at the rows of spirit positions, that's not what he valued, he looked up at Zhou Lan's frowning, feeling sorry for him, "It's no different now, I..."

"Listen to me." Zhou Lan interrupted him.

"I also thought so at one time. I thought that as long as I treat you well, always treat you well, make up for you, and accompany you, my whole life will pass like this." Zhou Lan continued, "It's a pity that I am deceiving myself and others."

Under Du Yunfeng's puzzled gaze, Zhou Lan lowered his head, and finally he mustered up the courage to look into Du Yunfeng's eyes again, and said, "Yunfeng, we are childhood friends, brothers who have experienced life and death, and were once... …couple."

Du Yunfeng was excited, Huo stood up suddenly, and hugged Zhou Lan, his heart beat wildly, he was immersed in the excitement of regaining what he lost, and he didn't pay attention to the word "once" in the sentence.

"Mu'an...my little Mu'an." He was tall, and he buried his head into the neck and shoulders of the other party. His little Mu'an was so nice, it was so nice to hold him in his arms.

Zhou Lan didn't move, waiting for Du Yunfeng to calm down a bit, he gently pushed the other party away and opened the distance.

"Today, I said this just to let you know who you are and where you came from." Zhou Lan paused, "As for me, I am no longer qualified to kneel down to my ancestors. From now on, the Zhou family should be filial. , you are duty-bound, this is my account to the Zhou family."

"We are still brothers," Du Yunfeng smiled, holding Zhou Lan's arms, "We will still be together."

Zhou Lan shook her head, took Du Yunfeng's hand away, and took out a shiny ring from her inner bosom.

"Yunfeng, we are brothers, and no one can change this, but—" He took the opponent's hand, put the ring in the palm, and clasped the opponent's five fingers together, "This is for you."

That ring was exactly the same as the ring on his ring finger. He had gone through hardships and glory, but he refused to take off that ring. He refused to pawn it even when he was the poorest and most hungry. He just simply felt that this thing was important, it grew on his fingers, and he couldn't pick it off or throw it away.

"Mu An, what's wrong with you, you said so much, reminded me of the past, and refused to reconcile with me, what do you mean?"

"It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't." Zhou Lan stopped looking at him and looked at the ancestral tablet, "Some mistakes can't be corrected. At the beginning we wanted to fight and kill, and it won't be fruitless forever. I don't have the courage to tell Why do we turn against each other, because I don't want to go through it again, and the people around me can't afford it. Yunfeng, we are in the past, and it is hard to get back. Love is not meant for you and me. I have said so much, I hope you You can treat Godmother and Dumb Uncle well, as for you and me, the road is open to the sky, each side should go, and there should be no further entanglements."

"Are you crazy?" Du Yunfeng was annoyed, the hope he had just ignited was extinguished, "You tell me clearly, what is the deep hatred we have, why can't we be together, why do you hate me?"

"It's you who hate me."

"I don't hate you! I don't understand what you're saying!" Du Yunfeng yelled, he grabbed Zhou Lan's wrist, and became arrogant, "You fucking like me, I've been used to seeing you since I was a child Just pretend to be something in your heart, don't try to hide it from me."

He was very angry. Zhou Lan wore a ruthless mask and hurt his heart. He hated him so much that he didn't know where to start.

When he hugged someone, he opened his mouth and kissed his face and lips. He didn't believe that his people were out of control?

"Yunfeng," Zhou Lan struggled, "don't go crazy, listen to me, it's good for us, you have someone to take care of you, and I... have someone too."

Du Yunfeng froze as if he had been shot. He held Zhou Lan's face in his hands and whispered incredulously, "Do you have someone?"

"Yes, so I can't be together."

Du Yunfeng slowly lowered his hands, he didn't dare to breathe, he lowered his eyes and remained silent for a while, and when he raised his eyes again, his eyes changed.

Zhou Lan looked terrified.

He knew that Du Yunfeng had a very evil side, otherwise he wouldn't be a bandit, burning, killing and looting, but he had never looked at him like this.

The "slap" slap made Zhou Lan's eyes stare, he was defenseless, the slap was so powerful that it almost slapped him against the wall.

As soon as his head became hot, hot liquid flowed out of his nose.

"I have someone because I have a bad brain." Du Yunfeng grabbed his collar and pushed him back, "I thought Song Shudong was you, I thought he was your love, and no matter how much I dig my heart and lungs, it's still aimed at you .”

"You're really good, I'm still alive, you just found someone new, aren't you cheap?"

He slapped his backhand again, "Are you so short of men?"

There was a buzzing in Zhou Lan's head, and his thoughts seemed to jump out of his body. Looking at the two pushing and shoving, he thought, why did he hit me?

He still has the face to hit me? !

With a shake of his head, he saw Du Yunfeng clearly, and at the same time he punched out, straight up from the chin.

"You still have the guts to hit me. If you didn't kill me indiscriminately, how could this be the case today! That's right, I just lack men. I'll be nice to whoever treats me well. You don't fucking care. I offended the Japanese because of you, I was hunted down in Chahar, and I even ate the flesh of the dead, and you were dreaming of getting promoted and getting rich with your surname Song in your arms."

Before Du Yunfeng could stand still, he rushed forward like crazy: "Let him be blocked in the bathroom, you and I will elope, elope, haha..." He punched the other person fiercely, "I am so cheap? Are you pointing fingers at others?" God is done swearing, and when you turn around and reunite with me, forget about how that kid pointed at you and scolded you!"

There was a lot of anger in his heart, and the anger that he had suppressed since he came back from Beiping spit it out on Du Yunfeng's face.

Du Yunfeng dodged the opponent's fist, and he was so angry that he fought back indiscriminately.

"If you hadn't thrown me off the cliff, would I have forgotten everything before? I fucking forgot, can't you understand human language?"

"You forgot?" Zhou Lan was furious, mixed with grievances, unable to calm down at all, he jumped up, raised his feet and chopped at the other party, "You just forgot you? I would have forgotten everything a long time ago, if it wasn't because You, I can't suffer such a big crime, Du Yunfeng, I owe you my fucking life! Why don't you die?"

Too much hate, they really hated each other poisonously, and gave each other heart and soul, and the other party didn't care.

They fought violently, alarming the orderlies, and when the soldiers ran in, the memorial tablet in the Zhou family ancestral hall was tilted, the incense table was overturned, the incense burner was overturned on the ground, and the two of them were covered in ashes.

Du Yunfeng was grabbing Zhou Lan's hair and bumping it to the ground: "Try what the hell you can do if you break your head!"

Du Yunfeng came alone, and the house was full of Zhou Lan's guard squad, seeing this posture, he immediately rushed forward.

Two fists were no match for four hands, and Du Yunfeng's attention was all on Zhou Lan, so he was soon pushed to the ground by a few strong young men.

Zhou Lan stood up with disheveled hair, his white shirt had turned into strips of gray cloth, and there were bloodstains from his chin to his front. He wobbled and stood in front of Du Yunfeng: "Brigade Commander Du, look, we are not good people. Let's call it a day."

Du Yunfeng's limbs were pressed tightly, he glared, and suddenly smiled with red lips and white teeth.

He said: "Zhou Lan, you can't run away. You belong to Lao Tzu and have been for the rest of your life. I don't have enough days for you. It's no one else's turn."

Zhou Lan's face turned red.

The soldiers were so stupid that they didn't even have the courage to look at each other.

Zhou Lan raised his foot, and chopped Du Yunfeng's chest firmly and ruthlessly, kicking him into a crooked shrimp.

"Du Yunfeng, you remember," Zhou Lan said word by word, "If you let me hear this again, I'll take your skin off."

Du Yunfeng was in so much pain that he couldn't breathe, his expression couldn't tell whether he was crying or laughing, his face was pale, his lips were blue, and he was seriously injured.

Zhou Lan left him without mercy, and took the people away.

He sat in the car all the way, he was still trembling, his conscience fed the dog, I gave it to you, is it for you to make fun of and humiliate me one day?

Du Yunfeng lay alone in his "home" until the afternoon, his heart ached, his heart really hurt.

His clothes were soaked in cold sweat, and he got up in the evening sun, holding another ring tightly in his hand, which clung to the one on his ring finger, so painful that his hand hurt, but he just refused let go.

Reluctantly straightening the tablet, he leaned against the wall to rest, biting a cigarette at the corner of his mouth, he thought wildly, I can't give it to others if I can't get it.

Impossible as long as I live.

Back at the hotel that night, Zhao Xiaohu bought medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis from a private hospital, and put a bandage on the bruise.

This kick is a deadly chopping method, and the person who kicked it is definitely not a kind person.

Du Yunfeng was in a trance with a cigarette in his mouth, trying to breathe evenly, not daring to pant, his whole chest hurt.

"Traveler, why don't we go to the hospital." Zhao Xiaohu tied up a section of the bandage, and suggested, "There is no problem with the bones, and take X-ray light to see if there is any damage to the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys." .”

"Get out," Du Yunfeng squinted at him, "Will you talk?"

Hehe, Zhao Xiaohu scratched his head and laughed.

"Brother, do you want to eat something, or do something to relax, I think you are always depressed, and you can't hold back anymore." All he knew was that Du Yunfeng went to see Mr. Zhou of the independent division, but that's all he wanted when he came back from the brigade. Unfortunately, he didn't dare to ask anything, he intuitively told him that the relationship between Lu Zuo and Mr. Zhou was unusual.

He has good ears and eyes, and the gossip from the brigade converges with him. He guessed that the recent stalemate between the brigade and Adjutant Song might have something to do with the Independent Division. This week, the teacher's accent is also from Tianjin, and he should be an old friend of the brigade.

The old man is at war with the old man, it's best for a brat like him to stay away, otherwise he will hurt innocent people and no one will save him.

Traveler was not in the mood for anything, didn't eat dinner, and fell asleep.

Zhou Lan didn't dare to go home directly. He went to the hospital for simple treatment of some skin trauma, and asked Xiaobing to buy new clothes and pants. He dressed neatly before returning home in the middle of the night. The fingerprints on his face were obvious, and he was already slightly swollen. After spending a whole night in the town, it is estimated that he will not be able to see people with his face.

He Si squeezed his chin to watch under the orange light, and asked in disbelief, "Did he do it?"

Zhou Lan let him watch, neither hiding nor unable to hide, He Si had seen him before when he was in a more embarrassing situation.

"You must have fought back," He Si gently rubbed his cheeks, "There is probably only one thing that can make you fight," he said in a low voice, "Why do you have to tell him that you killed his adoptive father?" .”

Head to head, He Si half-knelt beside the sofa, while Zhou Lan sat wearily, with his elbows on his knees.

"I didn't tell him," Zhou Lan said, with a tired voice, "He can't remember those things, and it's not a bad thing. I want to live a few more days. I just told him that I have someone and let him live his life well." Life."

He Si's eyes lit up, and he held Zhou Lan's face in his hands: "You told him this?"

"Well," Zhou Lan looked at him tenderly, "Give him back the ring, he's got another man, it's time to break it, I don't want to go on like this."

"But he didn't want to. He said he took that kid named Song as me." Zhou Lanshu sneered, "Can this be confused? I can recognize him even when he turns to ashes."

He Si's eyes dimmed for a moment, and he heard other meanings from the hateful words.

"What about you?" He Si asked cautiously, "Will you treat me as someone else?"

"You?" Zhou Lan withdrew his cold gaze and focused on the person in front of him. He raised his hand and stroked He Si's short stubble hair, the same prickly hands, and then touched his shoulders and arms, the same strong muscles and slender body.

Did he confuse them, he thought?

"No," he said firmly, very sure, telling He Si and himself, "You are not him."

As he said that, he unbuttoned his shirt, leaned against the back of the sofa, his throat slipped, and his voice was low: "Fourth brother, you are you, and I am yours."

He Si rushed forward.