troubled times reckless

one second...

two seconds...

three seconds...

Time seems to have stood still, and there are noises in my ears, but my heart is blank, only the ticking of the clock is left.

In the field of vision, Liang Zhiyuan was talking and laughing, almost forming an afterimage in my eyes.

"Jingyu... what are you still hesitating about?"

"If you don't stop, you will be disturbed by it." The elder brother patted me on the shoulder lightly.

At this time, the Japanese got up, nodded slightly to Liang Zhiyuan, and was about to leave.

Liang Zhiyuan also learned Japanese etiquette and bowed with a smile on his face.Just as they were saying goodbye, something spilled from my throat, what seemed to be blood from a previous wound.

Swallowing the bruise, I felt a spasm in my stomach.

Seeing that the Japanese was about to leave, a strong force behind me pushed me out of the red curtain.

I staggered a few steps and raised my eyes, only to see that the dance floor was still glowing with ambiguous warmth...

But Liang Zhiyuan... looked up, and saw me across the colorful dance floor.

He raised his gun and pointed it in his direction.

The expression on his face is wonderful... first surprise, then surprise, and finally fear...

I aimed, and I shot that Japanese man in the head.

He had already turned his back to Liang Zhiyuan and walked to the exit. A big blood hole appeared on the back of his head, and he just fell straight down.

It was only when the gunshots were heard that the crowd on the dance floor and the seats reacted... Then screams came and went, all rushing towards the exit.

I turned the gun and aimed it slowly at Liang Zhiyuan.

He looked at me with eyes of disbelief.

Actually three steps turned into two steps, walking towards me.He opened and closed his mouth, his voice was drowned in the noisy background sound, only the shape of his mouth could be seen clearly...

Why……

Taking a deep breath, the index finger pressing on the trigger felt a little weak.

But I heard a "bang" sound next to my ear.

Liang Zhiyuan fell forward with his whole body... A big blood hole suddenly appeared on his forehead... His eyes were still looking straight at me, and he fell down halfway...

It turned out that snipers were still ambushing in this field...

My hands trembled, the gun fell to the ground, and I was about to rush over to see him, but the elder brother behind me grabbed my wrist.

"Okay, don't go over... If you go over, his death will be in vain; everything I arranged for you will be in vain... Let's go."

Sitting in the car, Jingui fully opened the accelerator, making sharp turns, accelerating, and braking along the narrow streets...

After a while I was on a dirt road... the ride was bumpy and I almost threw up in the car.

"The person you...arranged?" I asked the silent person sitting beside me.

"The opportunity is fleeting...I can't see you getting such a bad name..."

As he spoke, he gently raised his hand and stroked my hair: "It doesn't matter who fired the gun, what matters is that everyone knows this time that you publicly executed a Japanese, a traitor, and that's enough .The press release has already been written, and it can be printed in the evening. I will check this time, so you don't have to worry about it."

I pushed him away: "..."

Back to my long-lost little mansion, it was empty and empty, I ran into the toilet, knelt down to face the toilet, and just vomited it out.

There is blood, acid water, and some kind of sticky liquid...

His chest was trembling, and he vomited until his whole body was numb, only to feel the burning wounds all over his body... as if his bones had been pulled out.

I supported the sink and stood up, but saw my elder brother looking at me by the door.

I rinsed my mouth with the cup, and my eyes in the mirror were bloodshot.

He smiled slightly: "Jingyu, do you know? The way you hold a gun is very pretty."

I took off my coat, and stretched out my hand to tear off the layer of bloody coat sticking to the flesh little by little.

Look at yourself naked in the mirror

——It was filthy and smeared, with the smell of human blood.

Only the face...Only this face is still covered with a piece of human skin, the skin is showing an unhealthy redness, even the corners of the eyes are red.

"Liang Zhiyuan is your heart disease."

"You hate him and love him... Now that he's dead, you're your new self."

I took out the medical alcohol, filled it with a clean cotton ball, and wiped the injured body bit by bit.

The eldest brother looked at me intently, and whispered softly like a sigh: "You are so beautiful..."

The trash can was filled with blood-black dirty cloths in a short while. After I finished dealing with myself, I turned on the shower, rinsed my uninjured back, and washed my hair by the way.

Wrapped in a towel, he was walked out and walked into the bedroom barefoot.

Seeing that my elder brother followed in, I picked up the ashtray on the bedside table and threw it at him.

He sideways avoided: "You are so angry. What's the matter, aren't you happy?"

I glared at him.

The eldest brother approached me until he was close to me, then he laughed, raised his hand, and gently played with my hair.

"Chen Rang said that he will wait for my good news." I squinted: "That's the good news."

"En..." With loving eyes, the eldest brother slowly lowered his hand and stroked my cheek.

I sneered: "Actually, from the very beginning, you knew everything, right... Now that you're gone, you're imprisoned, you're dead, I'm a puppet in your hands... Are you finally happy? Happy gone?"

The elder brother's hand stopped and landed on my Adam's apple: "I am doing it for your own good."

"For my own good?"

He laughed and stretched his hand down my chest: "Jingyu...you see...it's just the two of us now...just like when we were kids, isn't it?"

I grabbed his shoulders and threw him onto the bed behind me with all my strength.

I pressed him down, and I sat on it: "You pervert!"

As soon as I tore off his clothes, there was only a sound of ripping—the long gown made of brocade and silk material was torn into several pieces by me and thrown on the ground.

"Don't you fucking want this? I'll give it to you today!"

He laughed, his eyes were long and deep, and my angry reflection was reflected in the clear pupils.

Reach out and slowly open his white obscene clothes.

He raised his neck and squinted slightly at me.

He stretched out his hand to hold my hand, and it just slid down to his lower body...

Until that secret place...

"I am your brother!"

"Do you think I don't know?" As he spoke, he raised his lips and opened his mouth slightly.

Looking at his state of mind, my body... actually had a stronger reaction than before...

He opened his legs towards me and whispered in my ear: "Jingyu, I want you to come in..."

Panting heavily, I tentatively stretched my fingers in... I was immediately sucked into the deep and strange interior.

Although it was dry and astringent at the beginning, the intestinal fluid soon gushed out after continuous pressing...

The blood was bouncing non-stop in my brain.I swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

He squinted his eyes, breathed a little more quickly, and slowly moved his lower limbs, constantly rubbing against mine.

I closed my eyes, opened it with my fingers, and sent myself in.

He took a deep breath: "Jingyu...don't you kiss me..."

I bit his lip, then his neck, his chest...

He suddenly laughed, a clean smile, almost with a hint of youthful childishness...

Sealing his mouth again, he swallowed my breath like a sigh, moved his waist, and welcomed me deeper into his body.

I moved hard... as if pouring out my anger...

I don't know what it is, let us be closely connected in this meandering crash...

"Jingyu...slow down..." He frowned with fascination and pain, his voice fluctuated with my movements...

"Jingyu...you...do you know..."

"When you were just born, I knew... I only have you in my life... only you..."

"We are together... as before... as now..."

I pushed against him hard, and in the sensual touch, the inside became more slippery, soft and hot... even sucked me tightly, swallowing and spitting...

His originally pale face had already turned into a majestic complexion like a red lump, and he was panting violently... and groaning...

I bumped into him one after another, but he said intermittently: "You...you...you...couldn't speak clearly...but as long as you don't feed you rice porridge...you...you stick to me...don't stop call me brother..."

"I was thinking..."

"If there were only the two of us in this world... how good it would be..."

"But you grew up...became conceited and curious about the outside world..."

"But I... I have always... only you!"

He put his arms around my neck: "Call me...I want to hear..."

I embedded myself into his body, he moaned, and I poured out all I had: "Brother..."