Old time light and shadow

"How did you find out later?"

"Shu Changhua hid it very well, not at all like you." Fu Qiao laughed, looking at He Sinian's slightly embarrassed face, "But this opium smoker is different from ordinary people after all. Later, his addiction became more and more serious. Big, I can only take morphine with me. You are familiar with morphine, right? Even if Gu Qing doesn't kill him for a long time, he will kill himself in the end."

He Sinian was taken aback, opium and morphine...

Not all of this is exactly the same as what happened to him.

"Gu Qingjiu has stayed with Shu Changhua for a long time, so he must have seen something tricky. But the relationship between the two of them has been like that since childhood, and he just refused to say it clearly. The repeated connivance is just to make Shu Changhua later Infernal affairs intensified.

Our last battle to capture Shanghai that winter was a disastrous defeat. "

Fu Qiao's eyes were cloudy, "Shu Changhua gave Lu Guifeng all the information about us, and sent out wrong instructions. Even if he still has a conscience, he saved me, Gu Qingjiu, and the other brothers. None of them survived. "

He Sinian gasped, "Is it because of the opium?"

Fu Qiao nodded, and asked with a grin, "Otherwise?"

"I might as well tell you again that the opium that Lu Guifeng gave to Shu Changhua was provided by the Cheng family. Gu Qingjiu had long wanted to get rid of the Cheng family, but Nanjing was involved behind it, so he couldn't do anything."

"Shu Changhua is a smart man, he knows what Gu Qingjiu found out. But he can't stop himself. He can't stop this thing anymore. He doesn't have that perseverance either. He asked Gu Qingjiu to kill him.

The last fiasco was his intention.He couldn't hold back, and he couldn't go back to the past.This fiasco that exhausted all the troops gave Gu Qingjiu a reason to kill him.He angered Gu Qingjiu. On the day of the winter solstice, we had no dumplings or mutton, and ended this absurdity in a heavy snowfall. "

"In the snow that day, Shu Changhua's blood was particularly red, as if the blood of all his brothers had gathered and twisted into a blood-red flower, blooming in the white snow."

"I will always remember Gu Qingjiu's expression that day. It was a panic that he had never seen before. He looked at Shu Changhua who was lying in the snow in panic, and the right hand that shot was trembling uncontrollably. He rushed forward to hug him. Living in Shu Changhua is like a child who lost his favorite toy.

Shu Changhua was very calm, looked at Gu Qingjiu, and said his last words,

'Gu Qingjiu, I love you and I'm jealous of you. '

It's over, all the absurdity, it's over. "

The smile on Fu Qiao's face disappeared at some point, his eyes couldn't be seen clearly in the darkness, He Sinian could only feel him staring at him,

"But your appearance, the continuation of this absurdity, has become more and more absurd."

He Sinian opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to speak.

He knew why Brother Qing would shoot him the first time he saw him, because he looked like Shu Changhua.

He knew why Brother Qing sometimes looked at him and his hands trembled, because it was also similar to Shu Changhua.

He knew why Brother Qing didn't allow him to participate in political affairs, because of the lessons learned by Shu Changhua.

He knew why Brother Qing repeatedly emphasized that he was not allowed to touch opium, because Shu Changhua was destroyed because of opium.

He also knew why Brother Qing would strangle him like crazy when he found out that he was infected with opium, because he and Shu Changhua seemed to be completely identical.

Repeat the same mistakes.

Shu Changhua, Shu Changhua, Shu Changhua.

An actor, a waiter, who can get everything today, should really be grateful to this Shu Changhua.

The air in his lungs seemed to have been sucked out, He Sinian opened his mouth to breathe but forgot how to breathe.He looked at Fu Qiao stiffly,

"So, everything is Shu Changhua?"

Fu Qiao still smiled, "Otherwise."

He Sinian was overwhelmed, "I see."

"Success, listening is what you want to hear. I've finished telling the story, and I'll take you back."

He Sinian didn't say that, but looked at Fu Qiao in the shadows,

"Fu Qiao, you like Shu Changhua too, right?"

Fu Qiao smiled evilly, snorted, and didn't answer.

"This room is full of things that should belong to Shu Changhua."

The pocket watch in the drawer, the pen on the table, the four treasures of the study on the case, the seal in the brocade box, and the tablet in the middle of the room.

They are all so clean that there is no trace of dust. Even if no one is there, they probably take care of them every day.

"You're smart." Fu Qiao laughed, "There's no one who doesn't like people like Shu Changhua."

Ridiculous, really ridiculous.