Demon in the world

"What you call love is an illusion."

"If hallucinations can make me feel happy, I am willing to indulge in them for the rest of my life."

"How long do you want to play this self-deceiving game?"

"Until you fall in love with me," Xiaoman kissed his lips obsessively, but moved away in a daze after feeling no warmth or response, and said in a sleepy tone: "You have never loved anyone, so you can't understand me." My current situation is like looking up to heaven all the time but living in hell. It is said that the human heart can accommodate everything, why don't you make room for me?"

Wen Renchu ​​said calmly: "You are expecting something that I don't have at all."

Xiao Man asked in a daze, "Are you talking about feelings or hearts?"

"All."

"No," Xiaoman put his hand into his shirt, and his fingertips ran across his strong chest muscles, "You have, as long as you are alive, you will have these two things, you just don't want to give them to me, right?"

Wen Renchu ​​said indifferently, "Maybe."

Xiaoman grabbed his hand and brought it to his mouth, and bit down hard until his mouth was covered with blood before he let go, "It turns out that your blood is hot like ordinary people, but why can't you tell a lie?" Coax me? I'm easy to deceive and easy to satisfy, why don't you even want to do this?"

Wen Renchu ​​let him bite almost numbly, as if he couldn't feel any pain.

It's like this every time, letting Xiaoman make trouble without reason, and the conversation is also asking and answering, never warm and caring words, nor angry.As if he was air, completely ignored.

Ever since I met Wenren Chu at the age of 15, he has been of this nature. He treats people politely and distantly.

Wen Renchu's mother died of illness and was sad not to see him, and he was not angry when his old lover poured ice water in the bar. His life was regular and orderly, and he was calm and at ease anytime, anywhere, just like the characters in the virtual world, living in a specific data frame. Do things against your identity with your will.

Except for one time...he had someone fire the chef of the Gentleman Hotel for no reason.

Although Xiaoman seldom goes to work on a regular basis, he can still know about important personnel changes in time.According to Wen Renchu's status, how could there be any grudge between chefs and him?

Xiao Man suddenly trembled, could it be... him?He knows the well-known network of people, the only person who has contact with the Gentleman Hotel is Ah Jiu, that naive young man who is a little silly, and the simplicity makes Xiaoman a little like it.He has always been fond of Wenren Chu, and he often talks about how his elder brother is long and short. Could it be...

He suddenly remembered something that Wen Renchu ​​said before: "Lu Xiaoman, if you dare to touch him, I will kill you." "Don't teach children badly." "Forget what you saw, go to sleep, Don't think about it."

...That kind of tone, from Wen Renchu's mouth, is actually caring, right?Must be concerned, right?

Xiao Man looked upstairs, and said nonchalantly, "I wonder if Ah Jiu has slept yet."

Wen Renchu ​​narrowed his eyes imperceptibly, "What do you want to do to him?"

Xiao Man felt his blood freeze in an instant, but his voice was extremely gentle, "Why are you so vigilant? It's just a random word, you care about him?"

Wen Renchu ​​stroked his face with his index finger, "Lu Xiaoman, I don't know what you're thinking, but I warn you that it's best not to touch him."

"Why? Because he is younger than me? He looks better than me? He has a simpler personality than me? Or is he more willing to listen to you?" He saved himself with rare compassion in the bar back then. Want to re-enact?

"Don't you think you're taking too much care?" Wen Renchu ​​kissed him on the cheek, "You should take your medicine."

Xiaoman still wanted to ask, but she couldn't help being immersed in his tenderness.It's not so much tenderness as it may be an illusion.

Wen Renchu ​​is an indifferent person, and Xiao Man is like a domesticated pet, so he can be sheltered and tolerated, but it has nothing to do with love from the beginning to the end.

Knowing that there would be no effect, Xiaoman took those colorful antidepressants under Wen Renchu's gaze.

I don't know if they produced some kind of chemical reaction in the body, he was like a hungry fish thrown ashore all night, obviously exhausted, but still lingering on Wen Renchu.

Wenren Chu Yi used to be not gentle in bed affairs, maybe it could be said to be very intense, his strong body bumped into his body without any scruples, Xiaoman felt that he was about to be torn apart, but still felt that it was not enough.

Not only his feelings, but he also has a perverted obsession with Wen Renchu's body.

He thought that if he couldn't capture the other party emotionally, he could only satisfy him physically. Only when the two of them were in harmony, could he realize that he was still alive and still had a trace of value in the world.

The moment Wen Renchu ​​was released, Xiaoman also climbed to the top of the pleasure, his brain was like taking drugs, happy but at a loss.

If he could be treated like this every day, he thought he would be able to ditch those strange-tasting pills.

From that day on, Ah Jiu noticed that Xiao Man's attitude towards him had changed greatly.Although he was still smiling from time to time, it made him feel like a cold wind and chills down his spine.

Since returning from Jade Dragon Mountain, Ah Jiu rarely saw Wen Renchu, and occasionally nodded to say hello, but before he thought of the topic, he had already left.

Ah Jiu and Aunt Xue went shopping for new year's goods, bought all kinds of fireworks and firecrackers, and played on the lawn at night.

Under the bright moonlight, Wenrenchu ​​and Xiaoman sat opposite each other in the yard drinking red wine, while Ah Jiu lit up the fireworks trees one after another, and his innocent and bright smiling face was reflected in the brilliant firelight. Infect everyone around you.

Xiaoman said with emotion: "I really envy him, he can live carefree every day without any worries."

How can a person live without worries, it all depends on what you think and how you live.

Wen Renchu ​​remembered Ah Jiu's mournful face choked with tears not long ago, and was noncommittal about it.

"Brother Xiaoman, come and play with us too." The person concerned didn't know that he was the topic at this time, and enthusiastically invited them to join in.

Xiao Man declined, "No, we are past the age to play this."

Ah Jiu looked puzzled, "The reminder only says that children are not allowed to play, it didn't say that adults can't play."

"I really hate his ignorance more and more," Xiao Man whispered to himself, but when he turned his face, he saw Chu Jing looking at Ah Jiu quietly, with a hint of pampering tenderness in his eyes.

Ah Jiu persisted in persuading, "Brother, let's play one too, it's fun."

Fireworks and firecrackers are banned in Lanyin Temple. He has only seen them in books these years. Some things can never be described in words. Ah Jiu loves this kind of beauty that explodes quickly for a lifetime and then disappears in an instant.

Amidst Xiaoman's full of jealousy, Wen Renchu ​​walked over, Ah Jiu happily picked up the box, and enthusiastically promoted it like a peddler, "There are golden cudgels, small rockets, and space mines with music...Brother Let it go, smoke bomb, I haven't let it go yet."

Wen Renchu ​​finally took out a small round red ball with a tail, ignited it according to the instructions, and threw it on the ground. The small ball spun quickly on the grass, and at the same time, a large amount of white mist came out, covering the lower half of the two people. They are all covered.

"Oh!" Ah Jiu suddenly jumped up, "Brother, help! It got into my boot! It's still running around in it, alas..."

The fog couldn't dissipate, and the situation under his feet couldn't be seen clearly for a while, Wen Renchu ​​pulled Ah Jiu's two boots off in a hurry.

Fortunately, there was no burn, only two small holes were burned in the flower socks.

Ah Jiu sat barefoot on the lawn, laughing happily, "It's so fun, brother let's put another one!"

Wen Renchu ​​frowned, "Throw away everything in your hand."

"No, I bought it with money! Brother, let's put another one, this one, Happy Cup! The boss said this is the best-selling one this year, and he doesn't even know what's in it." Ah Jiu handed over a small cup. Handing him the paper cup, his eyes shone seductively, "Let's put one and have a look."

Wen Renchu ​​seemed to hesitate for a while, but finally took it over, "Just let this one go."

Ah Jiu didn't dare to get too close this time, and ran away by jumping and crawling. Wen Renchu ​​lit the stick exposed on the outside of the cup. It exploded, and the flames formed the silhouette of a clown, slowly disappearing into the sky.

Ah Jiu was still not finished, so he turned it out again, "Look at what's hidden in this, brother, let it go."

This time it was a fat-headed and big-eared Zhu Bajie, who looked naive in the deep purple night sky, and then released a sky cannon and a little rocket that could sing Happy New Year.

Probably every man once had a deep fascination with fireworks and firecrackers. In addition, neither of them had experienced an interesting childhood, so they unknowingly finished a whole box of fireworks.

Ah Jiu lay down on the grass and rolled contentedly, "It would be nice if every day celebrates Chinese New Year!"

As expected, he was still a child... Wen Renchu ​​shook his head, and when he remembered Xiao Man who had been left hanging aside, the chair was empty and the whole bottle of red wine had been drunk.

Xiao Man didn't come back for the next two days. On New Year's Eve, Ah Jiu got not only a big red envelope, but also a red sweater knitted by Aunt Xue herself.Ah Jiu hugged it and was reluctant to wear it. This was the first New Year gift he received!

Aunt Xue said clearly to Wen Ren: "It's Chinese New Year, the young master should give Ah Jiu a gift too!"

She was joking, but in the afternoon, a courier delivered a newly launched trial mobile phone, which has not yet been officially launched.

Ah Jiu has never been in contact with this kind of electronic product, and feels fresh and interesting when touching its exquisite shell.

Aunt Xue spent two days teaching him to type, and by the time Ah Jiu went to work at the Junzi Hotel, he was already able to send some simple messages.

Wen Renchu ​​was in a meeting at the time when his phone vibrated suddenly. When he picked it up, he saw a text message: "Hi brother, I'm going back. Thank you. I'm very open-minded. See you next time."

Just a few words, but it is not difficult to imagine Ah Jiu's embarrassment when he edited the post. Thinking of this, Wen Renchu ​​shook his head at the pile of typos on the screen.