troubled times reckless

He hooked his lips slightly, jokingly: "I just lied to you, so what?".

I was suffocating in my chest, grabbed his collar and vomited it out disgustingly. He remained motionless, watching the filth all over his body.

"You...do you treat me as your younger brother! Do you treat me as a family?!"

He raised the corners of his lips indifferently, and narrowed his eyes: "Your current military uniform is all donated to you with money. You said I don't treat you as a family?"

"..." With a dull pain in my stomach, I clutched my chest and knelt down in front of him. My sanity was covered with a layer of dust, and my thoughts gradually drifted away. His voice sounded from above: "Xiao Jin, come in and take Mr. Liang. Wash it, change clothes, and send it back to Luo Mansion at night."

The door opened and closed again.There was a sound of footsteps approaching.

"Yes."

He was lifted up from the ground by a force, and a familiar face appeared in front of him, with complex lights shining in the raised phoenix eyes.The young man supported me and walked towards a deeper quiet place. It turned out that this meeting hall turned around a thousand times, and a small door was opened.

After being placed on a chair, the young man named Jingui bowed slightly to me, then got up and backed out.

At the same time, several little girls in bright-colored cheongsams came in gracefully from the door, lined up in two rows, some knelt at my feet, some stood at the side, and stretched out their hands to help me undress me deftly.When I was completely naked, one of the leaders bowed to me and said, "Sir, please come to the bath."

They carefully helped me up, and a gust of hot steam rushed to my face.Pushing the door, it turned out to be a resplendent small bath, with waiters standing all around, and white mist rising from the middle.

I got out of the bath, and the water was so hot it made my brain feel like plaster.

Leaning against the edge of the pool, I took a deep breath and regained my mind.

My brain was still dizzy, I thought about the past, the present, and the future all of a sudden, making a mess, and finally my eyes fell into the fog, and I opened my eyes to see, but lost consciousness.

I doubted myself, and doubted the world, but the world is always right, and I am always wrong, because I saw everything wrong.

After an unknown amount of time, a voice came from the other side of the wet fog.

"You all go out," said the man.

The waiters around put down the towels and toiletries in their hands one by one, and retreated respectfully. When they looked up, they saw that he seemed to come out of the mist and stared at me. I didn't understand at all.

He was naked, with only a towel wrapped around his body, and he dipped into the water step by step down the bath.

Suddenly sober, I closed my eyes: "How can such a good banquet be without Mr. Luo?"

He didn't speak, just untied the towel around his waist in a mist of water, and soaked his whole body in the water.

The ripples on the water hit my chest lightly, I was trapped by alcohol, my whole body was sore and weak, and I almost lost the strength to argue with him.

"You talk..." I opened my eyes and looked at him.

He still didn't speak, but came to me in the water.

When he was in front of me, I could see clearly that his face was rosy from the heat, and on such a square and upright face, he was full of ambition.

He said softly: "Why are you so helpless, you vomit badly after drinking a little wine?"

I laughed at myself: "I'm drunk, and my mind is like a ball of pulp. The funny thing is that I've lived for so many years. When I saw you today, I realized that the past 20 years were completely in a coma."

He suddenly grabbed my hair and stretched it down into the water.

A burst of heat almost burst through my eardrums, and I drowned motionless in the water, thinking I was about to suffocate to death in the hot water, but he dragged me out of the water by my hair.Moist air instantly filled my nostrils.

"Huh...huh..." I exhaled heavily and held onto the edge of the bathtub.

He looked at me: "Are you sober? Are you still unconscious?"

"Heh... you... why are you... don't let me pass out for a while..." After breathing, I laughed: "Wake up, my heart hurts just looking at you."

"why?"

"Why? Why do you say?"

"Is it because I'm stronger than you, and you can't see it? Or do you think I'm hiding it from you, and you're angry?"

"...I, I don't know."

He picked up a towel and dipped it in water, and began to wipe my chest: "Really? It doesn't matter, it just hurts for a while, and it will be fine when it passes."

"...do you treat me the same way?"

"how?"

I leaned against the edge, shook off the water on my head, and watched him wipe my body: "It's just...you do it to outsiders."

He stopped moving: "Jingyu, don't make trouble for no reason."

"Am I making trouble unreasonably?"

He sighed: "Turn around, I'll wipe your back."

I turned around, lay down on the edge of the bath and closed my eyes.

"I bought officials and equipped you with the money I earned all my life. It's not that money is nothing, but from now on, everyone will know that you, Liang Hao, and Luo Wu are in constant contact. On the white way, you belong to me, on the underworld, I belong to you, that's the reason."

The hot and humid feeling stuck to my back, and a gentle force rubbed against my spine. I was almost trapped in the warm feeling, and I snorted in my throat: "Are you telling me? I discussed it with you before I saw you." ..."

He put more force on his hands: "There is no need to discuss between us, aren't we all a family?"

I got up, and the drunkenness was almost gone: "I've finished washing."

He took my hand: "Come with me for a while."

I pulled my hand away and said without paying attention, his arm slipped and rubbed against the edge of the bathtub, and the tender and soft palm was bleeding.

I glanced at him, pulled a towel myself, wrapped it around the bottom, and walked up.

Turning around, his ankle was held, and he looked up at me with his wet hair stuck to his forehead.

My feet were empty, and I was pulled down by him, and my elbow hit the step and broke the skin.

The wound was dyed with a thin ray of red in the water, which quickly dissipated without a trace, but he raised his broken hand, squeezed out the blood vigorously, and a drop fell into the bathtub.

He looked at me: "Jingyu, look, our blood is all together. Don't be angry with me."

"I'm not angry, I just think you're plotting against me."

I finally climbed out of the bathtub, stood on the shore and put on my bathrobe.

"Are you leaving?" He asked me, looking up.

I didn't answer, just got up and pushed the door.

"Jing Yu!"

Pausing, I turned around and took a deep breath: "Okay, then tell me clearly today, what else are you hiding from me?"

He sank in the water, and after a while he surfaced again: "Does the previous one count?"

"Calculate."

"Have you ever sold big cigarettes on a site surnamed Yu?"

"Seems to be."

Only then did I remember that I had robbed Haoyuan of opium and tea and blamed it on Heifengzhai.

"I collected the big cigarettes."

"It turns out that everyone knows except me."

He lost his eyes in the mist, lay down on the edge of the pool, started to lick the wound on his palm, and glanced at me.

"You always know I'm behind you, but you never turn around to see me."

"What do you mean?"

With blood on the tip of his tongue, he said lightly: "You said that I am your brother, but you never took it to heart. Although I seem to have entered the genealogy of another family, I put your brother in my heart. You say, Who is lighter and who is heavier?"

Seeing that I was silent, he pointed to the small desk next to him: "There is a glass of hangover soup on it, you should drink it."

I walked over and took a gulp down my throat.