purple mist

Some people say that the brighter the place, the easier it is to accumulate loneliness.

Everything can be seen, and it is clear at a glance.

A few cups here, a box of tissues there, a cat under the bed, a pot of succulent on the balcony.

Just no second person.

Xue Bin didn't sleep well, the lines between his eyebrows twisted and twisted with the torment of the nightmare, until the cat under the bed suddenly jumped and stepped on his stomach, Xue Bin woke up suddenly.

His eyes were bloodshot as if he had never had enough sleep, squinting and dissatisfied, he grabbed the cat by the back of the neck and sat up, forcing it to look at him.

Talking to a cat is meaningless, at least Xue Bin thinks so.Because a cat won't jump out a few human words just because you talk to it.

One person and one cat looked at each other for a moment, and finally he threw the cat back on the quilt, and he got out of bed.

"Dong dong dong."

The door rang, but Xue Bin frowned again just now.

Because the sound was not knocking on the door with your hands, but the sound of kicking the door with your toes.

This room is where Xue Bin has lived since he was a child, and it can already be called old.Even though he is now the head of Honey Talk Jewelry Group, he often comes back to live here.But without his order, no one would come here to disturb him.

But the people outside the door really persevered, and the people inside had to open the door with a gloomy face.

After seeing the people outside the door, Xue Bin was stunned in place, with an expression as if he was facing the truth of the ninth wonder of the world.

The handsome young man outside the door looked as usual, he casually mumbled "Long time no see" and squeezed into the room sideways with ease.

Xue Bin's shoulder hit by him gradually became hot, and his unbelievable expression revealed the fact that he was also a big boy in his early twenties.

But slowly, his consciousness returned, and when he turned around again, the gloom and madness between his brows had already taken over.

"elder brother."

It seemed like a century had passed before Xue Bin squeezed out a greeting that was not considered a greeting.

It was Xue Han who came. He lowered his head concentrating on fiddling with his new mobile phone, wandered into the kitchen, and came out with a can of soda after a while.

"Yeah." He snorted lazily in his nasal cavity, which was a response.

Xue Bin watched Xue Han's every move with a pair of pitch-black eyes without blinking. He watched him open the soda with one hand and bring it to his mouth. Then he let out a sigh of relief.

"Meow~" the cat in the bedroom heard the sound, tiptoed curiously to Xue Han's feet, and raised its green eyes to look at the stranger.

"Hey, have you raised a cat?" Xue Han stuffed the new mobile phone that hadn't been set up into his pocket, bent down and scratched the cat's chin with his fingers.

"What's the cat's name?" He ignored Xue Bin's fiery gaze and asked casually.

"Xue Han." The corners of Xue Bin's chapped lips moved, and he spit out two words.

Xue Han sneered, straightened up slowly, and looked into Xue Bin's eyes for the first time since meeting him.

He staggered up to Xue Bin, held Xue Bin's pajama collar, and slammed him against the door behind him. The fragile door made a loud noise, and after shaking a few times, Return to calm.

Xue Bin seemed to be unconscious, and didn't make any sound, and his eyes fell on the face of the owner of that hand from beginning to end.

Xue Han said expressionlessly: "Use your brother's name for the cat? What's your interest?"

"Heh." Xue Bin finally gave a sinister smile, his dark and unclear gaze fell down, and fell on Xue Han's bruised wrist, and said with a little deep meaning: "What is the interest between you and that criminal policeman?"

Feeling that the hand holding his collar loosened for a moment, Xue Bin's smile deepened, and he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Xue Han's wrist, just pressing on the bruise with all his might.

There was a suppressed inhalation sound in his ear, and the madness and frenzy in Xue Bin's eyes shone brightly. He was very excited and cautiously said: "Does it hurt?"

A trace of disgust was fleeting in Xue Han's amber eyes. He wanted to withdraw his hand, but Xue Bin held it tighter.

A cold light streaked across with the sound of breaking wind, brushed Xue Bin's cheek and nailed it to the door panel, cutting off two ends of his hair.

"Don't force me to fight with you, Xue Bin." Xue Han narrowed his eyes dangerously with faint anger and impatience, and gave the ultimatum.

Xue Bin stared at his eyes, one corner of his mouth was raised, and a bloodstain faintly appeared on his cheek. He said unhurriedly: "Okay, brother."

"Let's see who will suffer more."

……

There are some people who are born with an extremely rare disease.

Congenital analgesia, a disorder that causes patients to feel no pain in any part of their body regardless of the circumstances and severity of the injury.

Xue Bin is a patient with congenital painlessness.

When he was young, Xue Han thought that Xue Bin was just stronger and more able to endure pain than ordinary children.

Until one day, Xue Bin, who was still called "Xu Bin" at that time, told Xue Han that he didn't know what pain felt like.

He thought that Xue Han would tell him not to brag or lie, but what he didn't expect was that Xue Han took an art knife silently, hesitated for a moment, and then gritted his teeth and scratched it towards his palm.

Xue Bin watched Xue Han's unstoppable tears, and the viscous liquid rushed towards his face accompanied by a strong smell of blood. He really wanted to know what it felt like... even yearning and envious.

Seeing Xue Bin's bright eyes, Xue Han covered his eyes with the back of his hand, forced himself to feel it carefully, and said intermittently: "This... hiss, this kind is like, um, like a very, very hot chili that is drawn from the palm of your hand. It passed, and then...then it became hot and numb, something hot came out of the opening along the arm, and the hand wanted to tremble uncontrollably..."

Fortunately, soon, Xue Han with pale lips was found by the nanny, who rushed him to the hospital.

But Xue Bin couldn't remember what Xue Han said just now, he just remembered that the boy who was not much older than him resisted a feeling that was not at all comfortable, and his eyes were soft, just to make up for it. He was a child born with sensory defects.

At that moment, the young Xue Bin seemed to really feel a hot and numb feeling from his chest.

……

In the dark living room, a figure sat quietly on the sofa.

He didn't turn on the light, and there was only the sound of long breathing and the occasional cooling noise of the refrigerator in the room.

Lu Wei closed his eyes in the darkness, not knowing which song he was thinking about, and the fingers on the armrest tapped the rhythm lightly.

Being suspended for investigation is a good thing for Lu Wei at this moment, from some perspectives.

At least it can calm down the violence and confusion that he has nowhere to vent.

He is not a person who can properly integrate his responsibilities and nature. In other words, Lu Wei's self-control and self-control are actually not strong.

The market spirit and desire for destruction in his bones once made him wander around the streets and alleys in the fighting gathering places, not being with anyone or joining any forces, just to release the hostility all over him, which angered many brothers and sisters mix.

The most serious one was being surrounded and beaten by more than a dozen people. Lu Wei, who was not yet an adult, looked stern and dismissive, and insisted on fighting a bloody path by himself.

The dozen or so people were hospitalized and ran away, and no one wanted to provoke this desperate kid again.

Maybe it was because of the unarmed beast fight that caused him to burst out the turmoil in his heart with fierce red eyes, or maybe it was because of a big hole in his abdomen that he had to calm down on the hospital bed, or maybe it was because of him Mother Lu Wenqin cried heart-piercingly...

In short, he couldn't remember the reason that really calmed him down. When he came to his senses, the police uniform was already on his body.

He began to learn to suppress his nature in other ways, such as listening to music.

music……

Lu Wei slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was still twilight, but he just knew that the violin that Xue Han didn't take away was placed next to the display cabinet.

It was already the fifth day that Xue Han hadn't heard from him.

Lu Wei wasn't worried that this bastard would end up on the streets, but the strange thing was that he didn't want the police to find Xue Han.

He was the one who brought Xue Han to the scene, and it was he who acquiesced in allowing Xue Han to enter the conference room.

If it wasn't for Xue Han's reminder, Yun Ye and Wu Qingqing might just be regarded as victims.

Lu Wei and Naizhi the entire police station are actually very clear that Yun Ye and Wu Qingqing's ability to escape in such a smooth and quick response is due to thorough preparations and preparations in advance.

Xue Han's text message was just the trigger that rang at the end.

Under any disturbance, Yun and Ye would make the same decision and move.It's just that without an extradition treaty, they need Xue Han to bear this charge.

But right now, Xue Han seemed to have evaporated from the world.

Or was it hidden by someone?

Thinking of this, Lu Wei fell into a deep silence again.

That guy Xue Han is like an annoying woodpecker, and he himself is like a tree with worms.

Obviously these few worms were no big deal, they were nibbling at him tenderly, and they didn't know how long it would take to completely eat him up.

But this extremely noisy woodpecker was very interested in treating his illness, pecking left and right, tearing his skin and flesh, exposing his inner badness to the sun.

Seeing that the old and immortal worms were about to have nowhere to escape, the woodpecker was nowhere to be seen.

Leaving a riddled tree trunk grew a thick shell again, recasting a new home for the few worms that escaped death.

At this point in his thoughts, Lu Wei hooked the corners of his lips as if there was nothing, and gradually relaxed his body in the half self-deprecating and half senseless, and slowly fell asleep...

In the dream, he returned to that night many days ago.