Nine Prison Rings

Hope is the greatest disaster; for it perpetuates human misery.

Luo Xiu answered "Yes" nonchalantly, and then ignored Chen Zhirong.He took out a cigarette from his pocket, took out one, and lit it... The green smoke curled up, and after a while, the mint-flavored tobacco fragrance diffused...

In the memory of this taste, it belongs to him and Duanmu Can, and it also belongs to Fang Yixi.

He also didn't know what he was thinking, how to face Fang Yixi who told the truth; the truth made him feel cold from inside to outside, from top to bottom.His fingertips trembled uncontrollably.

Chen Zhirong knocked on the door a few times, and the people inside probably understood.Less than a minute later, the two men came out with Fang Yixi on their backs, and the young man walked ahead with his head held high; his posture was a bit like that of a sports team leader.

The young man was called to Chen Zhirong's side, and pressed against his ear, listening to his orders.

Fang Yixi was not too surprised to see Chen Zhirong.The secret communication between him and Luo Xiu is well known in his heart; it is not surprising to see this person here and now.He followed Luo Xiu's figure in a daze, but unexpectedly, all he was left with was a straight and cold back.

The familiar mint fragrance sneaked into the nostrils, into the heart and lungs; the memory of the past, twisted into the juice of plums, was sour in the stomach, so astringent that it almost made him shed tears again.

"It's all over...Mr. Fang. Go all the way."

Chen Zhirong looked at him indifferently, saying something like hospice care.

He also swept away his stern face, but still fixed his gaze on Luo Xiu's back—the fiery thoughts shot out from the indestructible light, like a tough vine, firmly strangled the heart, Gives the illusion of suffocation.

"Xiu? Xiu...you want me to die? Well, I want you to watch me and die..."

Yixi's panting voice was full of determination.

"As you said, even if I die, I will die in front of you... I dare to give you my life, don't you dare to watch?"

At this moment, Luo Xiu felt that Fang Yixi was not as timid as he thought; on the contrary, he was braver and more courageous than him.

As for him, half of the cigarette between his fingers was burnt, and the remaining piece fell in a panic as he trembled unnaturally.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, trying hard to suppress the complicated emotions boiling in his chest.He adjusted his breathing so as not to disturb his calm face with his fluctuating heartbeat.

Don't turn back, don't turn back...God said: Don't turn back.

In the Bible, when God destroyed the city of Sodom, he issued a warning: Do not turn back.Rod's wife, not heeding advice, casts a longing glance back at the homeland; turns to stone.

As long as the hope of destruction is destroyed, it is not worth looking back.

Luo Xiu knew that he would not turn into stone in response.However, if he turned his head and glanced at that person, it might not just be as simple as turning into a stone.Rolling in the endless sea of ​​desire, if there is a possibility of destroying everything and starting over again; why not, he and Fang Yixi happily choose neither to turn back.Take it as right, time is not with me, and give each other a chance to survive the catastrophe.

After Luo Xiu's shoulders shrugged slightly, he remained standing still.

In Fang Yixi's eyes, it was a hopeless despair... the heart was so desolate, so desolate that only death could free it.

Chen Zhirong seemed not in the mood to watch them perform the farewell scene, endured it for a long time, and said: "The farewell ceremony is over, let's say goodbye..."

Luo Xiu's condensed black eyes looked at him with a murderous look on his face, and a thick layer of hatred welled up in his heart.But a sneer came out of his mouth, "It's up to you, okay."

As he said that, the cold light passed over Yixi's mournful Qiuchi, and met the young man's deep and smiling eyes coldly and without any trace.

In the distance, a few fireflies flickered in the forest... fluttering, as if the light source was moving in this direction quickly.

"Someone is here... Tonight, there are many people who want to join in the fun..."

Chen Zhirong looked at the dark night and spoke slowly.Hearing his tone, he wasn't that flustered.

He winked at the young man: "Let's do it. The night has been full of dreams."

Luo Xiu clenched his fists, secretly happy: Chi Wei's people seem to have arrived.The time is just right, and if it is delayed any longer, I'm afraid he will be forced to risk his troops.

"Okay...boss."

The young man agreed, with a treacherous smile on his handsome face, and walked over with a dagger in his hand.

Fang Yixi glanced at Luo Xiu with some nostalgia: The man still didn't respond at all.

I'm dying, take a look at me, okay?If I trade my life for you, can't you even get a look back?Is it really that annoying?So dismissive?Yixi thought sadly, I just want one look, I just want you to look at me.

In the end, he closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate: a little unwilling, but he did not resist.All that should be lost is lost.There is a wasteland in my heart, and I have no vision of survival, so I might as well die like this.Finally, I understood what Chan felt when he jumped into the sea—he had nothing to think about, it would be better to die.

Perhaps, only after death can Luo Xiu remember him.

For Duanmucan, it is also an confession.

The gleaming dagger in the young man's hand did not point at Fang Yixi, but briskly rushed behind Chen Zhirong - he slashed his palm hard: this man fell to the ground.

Hearing a "plop", Chen Zhirong, who was still strategizing and directing the overall situation just now, rolled to the ground like a big carrot in an instant.

The young man swiftly took out the needle from his trouser pocket, rolled up Chen Zhirong's cuff, and plunged into the vein.

At this time, no one asked whether he had studied medicine or not; judging from his technique, he was so sophisticated that he had the demeanor of Xiao Li Feidao described by Gu Long.

Yixi, who was determined to die, opened his eyes and saw this scene, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Things changed drastically in an instant, which can be called an incredible turning point.He rolled his eyes and looked at Luo Xiu puzzled, waiting for someone to explain what happened.

Luo Xiu intentionally avoided him, walked straight to the side of the young man, bent down and sniffed Chen Zhirong: he was sure he was just unconscious.

"Are you from Chi Wei?"

The young man Yile: "You are not, you can see it."

"Is he all right?" Luo Xiu asked worriedly.

"No. It's just an injection of diazepam, and you'll be fine when you wake up tomorrow." The young man shook the needle in his hand, "Brother Chi said, don't hurt his life. What he did was not glorious, no It's so stupid to ask for trouble; everyone should be careful in the future, it's best not to fight to the death. However, Mr. Fang... Brother Chi will take him back. You, won't... ..”

Luo Xiu said frankly: "No. Take him away, he is seriously injured. I have nothing to do with him."

Luo Xiu said unfeeling words, got up, walked around Fang Yixi who was standing there blankly, and walked away.

Fang Yixi was untied by someone, and stood there foolishly, like a foxtail growing in the land, trembling pitifully...with an appearance of being out of his mind.

The light that was only seen from afar before has come close.It turned out that it was three off-road vehicles that drove over.

About eight or nine people got off the car one after another.The leader is Chi Wei, who is dressed in casual clothes and looks majestic.

When Chi Wei came up close, the first thing that caught his eyes was Fang Yixi who was covered in scars.He, with his pale face, dull expression, and blood-splattered clothes, was trembling and pitiful, but unfortunately, he seemed to be unable to hold on for the next second and was about to collapse.

Without even thinking about it, Chi Wei hugged him face to face.His arms tightened unconsciously, as if he held a lost and found treasure in his arms.

"Sorry for being late. I made you suffer."

Finally, I can lean in a warm and safe embrace and feel the warm body temperature; Fang Yixi has been hesitant for a long time... He needs this warmth so much, this protective desire Magnetic field, can't help but burrow into the bosom again.

After being in a trance, he suddenly realized: this embrace does not belong to that person, not the person he is worried about.From escaping to the present, that person has never hugged him or comforted him.

He is in another's arms, this is not the place he used to be fascinated by.

The person he cared about the most was standing opposite, without looking at him, as if he had suddenly lost his memory, and was indifferent to him.

Luo Xiu coughed lightly, and said to Chi Wei, "Let's go, why don't you stay here. Why don't you take someone to the hospital?!"

With his reminder, Chi Wei finally came to his senses, hugged Yixi's hot body, and got into the car.On the other hand, he ordered his subordinates to move the unconscious Chen Zhirong to his own car.After all, it's cool at night and in the wilderness, so don't expect any surprises.

Fang Yixi was in Chi Wei's arms and didn't move; to be honest, he didn't have the strength to move anymore.He did whatever he wanted and followed Chi Wei's arrangement.However, she still kept staring at Luo Xiu without giving up, pestering his figure, almost begging him to take a look at her, even if it was just an emotionless one.

But until Luo Xiu's car flew away in the dust and disappeared into the night; the other party didn't return any glimpse of it.

Only then did Fang Yixi understand what it meant: There is nothing greater than death.

Luo Xiu, to his heart, is dead.

The broken ribs and the tearing of the sores can't keep up with the severe pain of having a piece of the heart cut off.He was in so much pain that he couldn't feel the existence of his body, and couldn't find the strength to maintain his breathing.

He once said that even if you die, you must die by his side.He once said that he would take him away from home and start a new life.He once said that he was his, whether it was a slave or a lover.

Today, not anymore.He abandoned him.Really, she was absolutely disgusted and hated by him, and even gave him a look.

This time, he lost both his love and his hatred.In addition to this pair of skins, what else?

Perhaps, only in this pair of empty skins, there are still sprouts of hope struggling? .........