fierce god

When Gao Kun left just now, he had already removed the wine glass that Li Yinglan drank just now, and put a cup of hot water there instead, but at this moment, he saw that it was filled with bright red wine again, and Li Yinglan was sipping it lightly. The eyelashes are half down, and the expression in the eyes is not clear.

Gao Kun hurried forward, and took the wine glass decisively, but Li Yinglan didn't confront him, and let him go. Instead, she raised her head and smiled at Gao Kun, but the smile naturally didn't catch her eyes inside.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Yao Zhenggui stepped forward and slapped Ah Cheng on the back of the head, pushed the man to stand up and said, "Okay, okay, we've been making trouble for so long, what time is it now, it's time to go back and get down to business .”

As soon as the words came out, the younger brothers on both sides immediately got up, and said goodbye with Yao Zhenggui and Gao Kun. The hula-la-la-lah group of people slapped their buttocks like they did when they came, leaving behind a pile of messy cups and dishes.

Li Yinglan didn't look at the things on the table, pushed away the bowl in front of her and stood up, but Gao Kun held him up when he staggered.

Li Yinglan was still there with a smile: "You friends are quite interesting... It's very lively, this place where birds don't lay eggs... can make them stir up a lot of fun...hehe... ...fun..."

Gao Kun half hugged Li Yinglan into the room, Li Yinglan leaned on him, lying on the bed and still holding Gao Kun's hand, Gao Kun had no choice but to follow him and half bent down, while reaching for the quilt To cover him.

Li Yinglan stared straight at Gao Kun's expression, and suddenly wiped the center of Gao Kun's brows with her fingertips, and there were several wrinkles there.

"Why are you upset...don't like your friend coming?" Li Yinglan asked strangely.

Gao Kun frowned under Li Yinglan's gentle caress, but his face was still a little gloomy.

"They're drunk, and you're drunk too."

"I'm drunk," Li Yinglan nodded briskly, "It's easy for me to tell the truth when I'm drunk... I know. So they are too. Your expression...is it because you are afraid of others telling the truth? Hmm? Then Nervous, what did you do to your heart..."

Li Yinglan's fingers were icy and cold, and she kept smearing Gao Kun's face dishonestly, passing over the tall and straight bridge of the nose, and touching Gao Kun's lips, Gao Kun only when the other party almost poked his eyes After avoiding it, he honestly let Li Yinglan torment him.

But he still denied it in his mouth: "I didn't..."

The next moment, I felt Li Yinglan's hand sliding down his neck. Unlike Li Yinglan who was wearing a thick sweater, Gao Kun was naturally afraid of heat, so he rarely wore a coat at home. At night, it was almost a thin T-shirt or shirt added to the body, and now with a slight flip, the nimble fingertips got into the hem of his clothes.

Gao Kun's muscles tightened, and the first thing he felt was the new injury on his chest. Li Yinglan in front of him narrowed his eyes and said, "I know...it's not been a month, so what about here?" It stopped under the ribs, where there was also a bumpy old wound, and then turned to the back of the waist, touching Gao Kun's tight and strong waistline and the inconspicuous but real two-inch long scar on it, and then Ask, "What about here? And here... here..."

As Li Yinglan opened her mouth, she asked about the marks on Gao Kun's body that had been stuck in his heart for a long time like needles. When she sneaked into the seam of her trousers, Gao Kun finally held her hand through the clothes.

Gao Kun stared at Li Yinglan intently, his eyes still peaceful.

Naturally, these wounds were left in the prison. This part of the abdomen was scratched with a labor shovel. The incision was not big, but it was extremely deep. However, Gao Kun dragged the wound and put all seven of them down. After getting down on the ground, I worked all afternoon. It was not until I returned to the dormitory supervisor that I simply wrapped it up with my clothes, and no one let me know.

And the place under the ribs was pierced with glass shards, and there are six or seven small places, which are the hands of Zhou Xiazi mentioned in Achengkou. At that time, the blood was so bloody that the clothes on the back were all wet, but The other day I heard that someone from above came to check, and if he wanted to be treated, he was accidentally reported for a fight. Human strength naturally only has the ability to endure, and Gao Kun has already mastered it. In one night, the blood stained the bed sheets with small patches of red, but apart from the fishy smell wafting in the air, you can see the slightest bit from his face. I couldn't see anything wrong, and it took two days to deal with it after the limelight had passed. Yao Zhenggui couldn't help but look at Gao Kun with unbelievable eyes. Of course, that week's blind man wouldn't be any better, so Gao Kun directly asked him to end it early. Prison life.

There are almost too many things like this to enumerate in the past six years. Gao Kun can say anything casually, which can be more exciting than Ah Cheng's spittle.However, Gao Kun would not say a word to Li Yinglan, because he didn't need to know these things.

So Gao Kun just replied: "It's inevitable that there will be some small disputes in the prison. If the friction is too great, he will move his hands a little bit, but there are people inside, so it's not that exaggerated."

Li Yinglan didn't speak, he just looked back at Gao Kun silently, Li Yinglan's eyes were blurred with drunkenness, but the halo in her eyes was extraordinarily bright, as if it could penetrate the illusory net woven by Gao Kun. She peeled it off layer by layer, but when she was about to touch the truth at the bottom, Li Yinglan was in a daze, and slowly closed her eyes, and her hand slipped out from Gao Kun's clothes hem.

"Heh..." Li Yinglan smiled softly, "It's so bitter inside, so naturally you have to enjoy life when you come out. Brother Gui is right, you should have all kinds of vegetables and radishes, right?" , the inside and outside are still clean, and you can protect your eyes and be impulsive, so you really don’t think about it..." After finishing speaking, he raised his eyebrows at the dazed Gao Kun.

Gao Kun originally thought that he would continue to ask some key questions, just like when he was facing a big enemy, but Li Yinglan came for such a short time, which directly confused him, but no matter how confused he was, he had to react quickly. Xing said: "No... no, I won't think about it..."

Li Yinglan pushed Gao Kun away and sat up by herself: "Why don't you think about it?"

Gao Kun sat by the bed with a dazed expression, and heard Li Yinglan ask again: "Actually, there is a huge world of flowers and flowers outside, and seeing your brothers one by one can really open up a lot of horizons. When you think about it carefully, the person who hanged on a tree is the real one." Silly, right?"

Gao Kun couldn't tell if Li Yinglan was really drunk. If he wasn't, he wouldn't be so talkative, but if he was, he had clear eyes, clear logic, and wasn't confused at all, but Gao Kun couldn't stand it no matter what. of.

He was forced to say hastily: "I... already have you."

Li Yinglan's eyelashes trembled, and she leaned closer and asked suspiciously: "There is me? Didn't you plan to ignore me when you came out, and before... Zhao Tongtong... isn't it, eh? She is also a great beauty, so you didn't think about it." past her?"

Gao Kun thought for two seconds before he remembered who the name was. How could Li Yinglan still remember it after all these years?

"I didn't..." He even forgot what his face looked like.

"Then who do you remember? Haven't been worried about any of them in the past few years?" Li Yinglan refused to let go, and rubbed her nose against Gao Kun's face.

Gao Kun was afraid that he would fall off the bed, so he didn't dare to move his legs, he just wrapped his arms around Li Yinglan's waist, watching him press tighter and tighter, his bright red lips opened and closed in front of his eyes, and he could still smell the faint smell of wine.

Gao Kun was a little distracted, and couldn't help but slightly raised his head toward those lips, but Li Yinglan stepped back slyly, and caressed the back of Gao Kun's neck dishonestly.

Gao Kun gritted his teeth and said, "I remember you, only you..."

Li Yinglan paused, turned her eyes around, pretending to be surprised: "Do you have a good memory? Or do you have other thoughts? You obviously don't want me at that time..."

"I didn't want you..." Gao Kun retorted in a low voice, he seemed a little embarrassed, and his eyes drooped, "You are too young...I am also young..."

He himself was only a child at the time, so even if he had some strange feelings, what could he do? Not to mention the huge difference in background between the two, even if he opened his heart, such feelings could not stand the impact of time.If possible, Gao Kun would also like to wait for Li Yinglan to grow up slowly, experience a lot with him, and then wait until the spring is warm and the flowers bloom before looking back at the days of companionship. Both bitterness and sweetness are beautiful, but he doesn't have the capital to pay Not at such a price.

"So you still have a wrong idea, don't you?" Li Yinglan asked with a smile, sniffing Gao Kun's earlobe.

Gao Kun turned his head and looked into Li Yinglan's eyes: "Maybe there is, but I didn't think it through before..."

And all these things were slowly recollected by Gao Kun in the countless silent nights in the past eight years. The child who made him worry, cared about, and missed him, those protections, those cares, those children who met each other and thought about it. The feeling of holding all good things in front of him is actually liking, love...

Li Yinglan loosened her strength and slowly approached the opponent's arms.

When Gao Kun said this, he could understand that the first love of youth is so wonderful, but how many impulses are contained in it, how many reveries endowed by time, so dreamy, so sweet, but also fragile, fragile, and time passes Moved.

My uncle said that was not love.Indeed, if all this happened to someone else, someone told you that someone you fell in love with at the age of twelve or thirteen and almost as a child, you will always be infatuated with him, and then forever.

Who will believe it?

No one will believe it.

During the most painful days, Li Yinglan received treatment from a psychiatrist. The doctor told him that if Li Yinglan wanted to recover, he had to face up to that trauma, overcome it, and forget it.

Li Yinglan tried hard before, but later he found that he couldn't do it.That memory is the source of his nightmares. It is dark and filled him with fear, but there is also warmth in it, which he cannot let go of. If he wants to overcome, the good and the bad will be the past. How could Li Yinglan Be willing, he can't let go, and it's impossible to forget him.

As a result, the doctor noticed his emotions. He said the same thing as Zhuo Yao. This is Li Yinglan's emotional sustenance, or it can be said to be his illusion. Back then, Li Yinglan was immature in age and thinking. All hope was put on that person, and because of that incident, it was deeply engraved in his heart like a brand, and then expanded infinitely, and the person who saved him from danger, It has also been transformed into a ray of light in Li Yinglan's life, but in fact, this ray of light may not be emitted by that person himself, but most of it is imagined by Li Yinglan through time. He only cares about the one created in his own memory. people only.

Li Yinglan retorted fiercely with the same words as Zhuo Yao. He said that they were all wrong. He, Li Yinglan, had always had only one Gao Kun in his heart. He was neither imagined nor created by himself. He hasn't changed since the beginning.

But at this moment, Li Yinglan suddenly realized that maybe those people were right, maybe the acquaintance between him and Gao Kun was just a young and frivolous budding, not so special and profound, but because of time , because the obsession in each other's hearts is not forgotten, catalyzed, superimposed, and finally precipitated and fermented to the unforgettable moment today.

That is love, but it does not rely on Li Yinglan, who is twelve or thirteen years old, and Gao Kun, who is fifteen or sixteen years old. It is every day and night, every memory in the mind, and every minute of the heart in the past eight years.

It moves forward with time, so that when we meet each other again, you are still the one who makes me dream...