law of sunrise

Jiang Wei lives in a rented house in a distant block. The room is not big, and there is no atmosphere of life at all. It is not as clean as the residence of a single young man.

The old-fashioned chandelier swings back and forth above the head, and it rained heavily at night, crackling and beating the clear glass, dripping water marks.

Two people, one big and one small, entered the house. Jiang Wei searched for food in the cramped kitchen, and managed to find half a bag of unexpired sliced ​​bread and yellow peach yogurt—he didn't cook well, and he didn't have the habit of cooking.

He wandered out of the kitchen with the trophies he had hunted, and saw Lu Xi sitting in the middle of the sofa in an orderly manner. The child's legs were close together, his hands were on his knees, his head was lowered, obedient and pitiful.

"What do you think?"

Following the words, a bag of bread flew over and landed beside Lu Xi, startling him.

He shook his fingers to untie the closed wire loop above, but unexpectedly the sofa beside him was dented, and a hand appeared in his field of vision.

"I can't eat you again, what are you afraid of?"

A sudden sense of oppression appeared beside him, and the still thin Lu Xi leaned against the man's body. Jiang Wei wrapped his arms around the child, encircling the child in his chest.

The deep voice rubbed against the pinna, and together with the heat of exhaling, Lu Xi's ears turned red, and he froze into a small sculpture.

The bread was pinched in his hand, separated by a thin layer of plastic bag, the sound of the yogurt cover being torn was clear and attractive, Lu Xi couldn't resist the temptation to look, and caught a glimpse of the inexplicable smile on Jiang Wei's face.

"Want to drink?"

Lu Xi didn't speak, but nodded.

"What do you want in exchange?"

Jiang Wei hid the yogurt aside, so that Lu Xi could only see it but not get it, so he had time to ask.

Lu Xi thought for a while, and reluctantly handed out the bread that he had bitten into.

Jiang Wei: ...

"Do you think this deal is a good deal for me?"

Jiang Wei suddenly felt a headache.

"Then what does Jiang Wei want?"

Lu Xi blinked, took half a piece of bread with a groan, swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it dryly, his cheeks swelled up a lot, making his eyes black and round, and asked in an innocent and pure tone.

Jiang Wei froze for a while, didn't answer, just took a deep look at him, and gave Lu Xi the yogurt out of mercy.

In the evening, two boys squeezed into a bed. There was only one quilt, which was only wide enough if it was covered horizontally, but Jiang Wei's knees were exposed outside.

He lay on a pillow made of clothes and listened to the singing of the children curled up in the quilt beside him.

Lu Xi's voice is really good, with a wide range, and the tunes he hums casually have charm. He opened his eyes and observed Jiang Wei's profile in the dark bedroom.

The young man's face was deep, with a straight nose, especially from the tip of the nose to the chin. The outline was clearly undulating, and his lips were thin and curved. He was the prettiest type of person Lu Xi had ever seen.

The man turned his head from the darkness, and met a pair of seriously exploring eyes.

"Can I live here forever?"

Lu Xi asked.

He didn't really think about it when he said this, and felt a little offended after he said it. After all, the relationship between Jiang Wei and him is very delicate, and they are not relatives. If you ask too much, it seems to be over the line.

But Lu Xi didn't want to go back to that woman, he couldn't stay there for a moment.

"I won't be here forever."

Jiang Wei said confidently, looking directly into Lu Xi's eyes, as expected, he saw the undisguised disappointment in his eyes.

"Oh."

Responding softly, Lu Xi covered his nose with the corner of his quilt, his eyes drooping slightly.

"But I won't go anytime soon."

Jiang Wei said again.

"really?"

The drooping Sunflower came alive again, he raised his pretty face, and the corners of his lips curled up.

"real."

Jiang Wei rubbed his neck, lazily threatening:

"If you go to bed quickly, I won't leave; if you still ask, I'll throw you to feed the wild dogs tomorrow."

"I sleep."

Lu Xi shrank his neck, quickly covered the quilt, closed his eyes tightly and pretended to be asleep.

But his breathing was chaotic, small, light, and irregularly circling around Jiang Wei's ears.

For the next month, Lu Xi stayed at Jiang Wei's house. His mother, who was crazy about money, didn't seem to make any big movements. She neither followed him to school, nor came to school to look for him.

That month was the happiest time Lu Xi had lived for so long. Jiang Wei would teach him homework at night. The time is still very gentle, at most one wrong question and one hand board.

"Why did you hit me?"

Lu Xi often sits at the desk and stretches out his hand aggrievedly.

"If you don't play, you won't have a long memory."

Jiang Wei sat next to him with a stern face and a small ruler in his hand, and slapped it, leaving a red mark on his cold white palm.

There are various games and software in Jiang Wei's mobile phone. Most of the games are in English, and Lu Xi can't understand them very well. His favorite thing is to watch Jiang Wei play a gunfight game. He is very skilled and very few people can beat him.

But if he loses, Lu Xi will sincerely pat him on the arm:

"Jiang Wei, you were killed."

"Say it again."

Jiang Wei raised his eyebrows dangerously, and put the phone safely on the table.

"You were killed."

Lu Xi sat on the sofa, looking at him innocently.

Then, Lu Xiao's repeater was pushed onto the sofa by a dangerous man, and experienced ten levels of purgatory tickle torture.

Jiang Wei doesn't know how to cook, and using 'unpalatable' is no longer enough to describe his terrible cooking skills, so the two of them mostly went to the barbecue stalls and noodle restaurants downstairs to eat, and the noodle restaurant uncle almost regarded Lu Xi as his relative. Son treats.

But sometimes, Jiang Wei's addiction to smoking is extremely heavy.

This was discovered by Lu Xi when he returned home one day. Jiang Wei was in a bad mood, the clouds above his head could be seen with the naked eye, and the crackling lightning almost knocked the whole building open.

He sat on the window sill and looked into the distance, the ashtray in hand was full of cigarette butts, the confined space was filled with smoke, even when he heard Lu Xi coming home, he didn't say a word.

Lu Xi is very good, he knew he shouldn't bother Jiang Wei, but he remembered those slogans in the small advertisements downstairs about smoking and becoming mentally retarded, so he went to the house and took a lollipop, and opened the candy wrapper carefully To Jiang Wei's side.

"People say that if you smoke too much, you can only live to be 40 years old."

Lu Xi held up the toffee in his hand and said.

"It's not your death that I die, the child goes to the house to do his homework."

Jiang Wei sneered, and took out another cigarette from his pocket.

"I'm not young anymore."

Lu Xi said stubbornly.

"You're just a little bit taller than Bean Sprouts."

Jiang Wei pointed to his own small finger, mocking.

"I, I will grow taller in the future."

Lu Xi lifted Tang up, with a serious face:

"Did that person call you again?"

He knew that someone would always call Jiang Wei, sometimes it was a serious-sounding male voice, and sometimes it was a young lady with a soft and crying voice?

Anyway, every time the phone rang, Jiang Wei would fall into a deep irritability.

"You haven't even grown your hair yet, and you've learned to eavesdrop?"

Jiang Wei changed his unruly posture, pushed the ashtray beside him, took the milk-flavored lollipop in Lu Xi's hand, reluctantly held it in his mouth, and commented harshly by the way:

"What kind of shit did you buy, sweet."

This trick is very effective. After all, Jiang Wei will not do anything to children, and he is afraid of wasting food in front of Lu Xi, because he will not be able to maintain his prestige and let Lu Xi swallow all the unfinished food.

At first Lu Xi thought it was a child's privilege to be forgiven and pampered, but when he grew up, facing Jiang Wei's worse personality, Lu Xi could still use a toffee to force Alpha to quit smoking.

Probably, Jiang Wei gave Lu Xi the privilege of toffee and cigarettes.

Not long after the good times, Jiang Wei's father finally found himself, the heir who was living in a slum, and after a phone call from overseas, a hundred or so family bodyguards rushed to this remote village.

And that night, Lu Xi disappeared.

Jiang Wei didn't know what happened, but he thought of the hunchbacked figure of the woman wandering in the corner a few days ago, and felt bad.

The first time he took the initiative to call that damned man, the first sentence was:

"How about a deal?"

Jiang Wei couldn't remember exactly how he felt when he learned:

The little bastard he was holding in his hand was sold by that crazy woman to a group of dirty alphas.

His fingers trembled, he hit the trigger, and pierced through the glass in the dark night ferociously and hysterically.

A child kneels in the muddy ground of broken glass, and the dark factory building smells of filth and damp.

Jiang Wei, who broke into the factory with a team of bodyguards, looked at Lu Xi, who was naked and tied up on the pillar.

The group of men turned around in a hurry, revealing the poor shadow behind them.

The strings of reason broke with the sound of the gun.

The scuffle started without warning and ended in a crushing one-sided beating.

With cold hands and feet, Jiang Wei went to untie the rope on Lu Xi's body. His fair skin was strangled with red marks, his ankles were tied with sex handcuffs, and the other end was tied to the root of a wooden fork.

Congealed blood ran from his head, splitting that handsome face.

Jiang Wei took off his coat and wrapped Lu Xi up completely. The little beta was very light, and his consciousness was even fuzzy. He curled up in his arms like a lifeless doll, his fingertips were stained with white spots left by some animal dirt.

He raised his face and tried to see who was holding him in his arms, but tears welled up before his sight.

"Can you see me clearly?"

Surrounded by a group of bodyguards, Jiang Wei rushed into the car non-stop.

Lu Xi closed his eyes, as if he had fainted, the right half of his face was swollen, as if he had been beaten, and there was still some blood.

Jiang Wei was probably in a hurry, and he called half of the people to take care of the funeral, killing and violence were everywhere in his eyes.

He hugged Lu Xi's small body tightly, and got into the back seat. The coercive Leng Tan was released uncontrollably from the moment he entered the factory area. He pressed his forehead against Lu Xi's side face, and gently The corner of her lips rubbed against the end of Lu Xi's eyes.

Lu Xi frowned, trying to get closer to a warmer heat source, a faint cherry smell emanated from him, shaking Jiang Wei who was close to him.

Cherry flavor, refreshing sweetness, seduced his nerves fleetingly.

Jiang Wei was silent for a long time, showing a bitter and self-deprecating smile.