〖Bottle Evil〗Silence and noise

If I put this in the past, I wouldn't take it very seriously, it was just a joke, but now it sounds awkward no matter how you listen to it.

"Naive?" The fat man probably heard me suddenly stop talking, so he called out to me.

"Fatty, let me tell you seriously, don't make such jokes with me these days," I said.

The fat man laughed twice, "What's the matter? I've started to play deep, and I'll change my painting style soon, you."

I sighed, and suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette, but I touched my trouser pocket, no, I felt uncomfortable like a kitten scratching my heart, "I don't know how to tell you, let me ask you a question first."

"You ask." He should have heard my tone very serious, and he became serious rarely.

"Why do you keep saying things like that?" I asked.

"That kind?" He didn't know why.

"It's just..." I hesitated, not knowing how to express it accurately, "...it's just...it seems like my little brother and I have some special relationship, always making jokes like this, you are, so is Xiao Hua, he is an old man Jing, although you are old and unruly, but... oh, I don't know how to say it..."

The fat man was silent for more than a while before he spoke, "What did the little brother tell you, right?"

"Damn it, did you already know something?" I was stunned.

The fat man laughed wantonly, "Brother is really awesome, did I really tell you?"

"Fuck, fat man, tell me clearly, what the hell is going on?!" I said angrily.

"Okay, okay, don't worry, I'll tell you slowly."

I tried my best to calm myself down, but this feeling was very uncomfortable, like everyone knew something, but I didn't. It seemed that Xiaohua knew that she hadn't run away, and I was the only one kept in the dark. It's been a long time since a person struggled to persuade himself that he was so stupid.

"I've always noticed my attitude towards you, brother, and I thought you knew it too. Besides, I've made so many jokes, and you're not angry. Usually, straight men who hear those jokes may point at me. You beat yourself to death, so, I guess you are." What the fat man said seems to be well-founded.

"Guess your uncle! When are you joking and I don't want to beat you up? But have I really beaten you?" I took a breath and calmed down, "That's all?"

The fat man didn't answer, and his attitude was more serious, "Could it be that you are not?" He seemed a little anxious, "Then what's going on with you and brother now?"

I said in a muffled voice, "It's nothing, I don't know what's going on."

The fat man sighed, "Are you very distressed now, and you really want to hold me and cry?"

I also sighed, "Don't be poor, tell me, what do you think about this matter?"

"One is you, and the other is brother." He paused, "Naive, I don't have any opinion on you two."

I didn't speak, but thinking about what he said, my heart calmed down a bit.

"Actually, it's you who should have the most opinion. You need to know your own true opinion on this matter." Fatty rarely spoke earnestly.

"I have no opinion." I said.

The fat man sighed lightly.

"I really don't have any opinions." I said, "To be precise, I don't know what my opinions are."

Although there is one person who can talk about this very troubled me, I have to say that there is still no solution. The fat man is right. I should be the one who has the most opinion, but I really can’t figure it out now. Do you understand how you feel about my little brother, is it just because you can't refuse, or because you are willing to accept?

"Naive, I feel that you mean the same thing to my little brother, but you don't know it yourself." He said.

"Ah?" I had difficulty breathing, "Why?"

"Have you ever thought about how much of your previous plan was for ending that matter, and how much was for my little brother?" The fat man asked without answering.

"..." I really haven't thought about it.

"Look, in your plan, everyone is in danger of being sacrificed, but you only avoid all the risks of my little brother."

"But, if we don't succeed, he will..." I hastily refuted him.

"I know, I know." His tone has the effect of calming my emotions, "Of course, this is just my feeling, you can observe for a while, I will rush over as soon as possible, but it's really useless, I still have to rely on you Myself." Fatty is still useful as he gets older, and he heard a lot of what he said.

I said "um".

"But, remember, it's not easy for my little brother to come back, so don't do anything you regret." He said earnestly.

"...Okay." I promised him.

"Oh, Fatty, I really worry about you two!" I could imagine him holding his heart in his arms, and I felt a chill, so I hung up the phone quickly.

After hanging up the phone, I ran to the living room to get a cigarette, and silently lit a cigarette on the balcony. After thinking a lot, I remembered the first time I saw my little brother, downstairs at my third uncle's house, with a black gold ancient knife on his back, Like an anonymous knight-errant, at that time, I actually thought he looked familiar, "Meeting you for the first time is like returning from an old friend." At that time, this sentence popped out involuntarily in my mind. Now that I think about it, I should have just been His demeanor was shocking.

If that wasn't the first time I saw him, I should have been impressed with him before then.

When I met him, I didn’t expect so many things to happen in the future. I was led into the Tao unconsciously, and I did a lot of nonsense. The ten-year agreement pushed myself into those conspiracies, and even made conspiracies. , Gained some, lost a lot, from Wu Xie more than ten years ago, to Wu Xie now, and then, pick him back, and now, he is back.

However, it is clear that everything is over, but there are still new troubles?

Do I like brother?

Don't like it?

What if I like it?

Let’s not talk about how many people and things are between the two of us, just talk about my little brother, he still has a very long life, what if he really likes me more than I imagined, what will happen after I leave?He would be alone again, just thinking about it...

People shouldn't ask what they don't want to know.

However, should people ask clearly what they dare not face?Who am I to ask about this?I don't know the answer myself.

When I entered Wushanju today, I felt much better than yesterday, not only because it was clean, although antiques are better if they are gloomy and look old, but I prefer those things in my store to be more stained popularity.

In fact, there was nothing wrong, but two little bastards happened to be there, free labor, so I urged them to clean it again. After everyone finished their work, I took out the tea leaves in the cabinet and made a pot of tea.

"What kind of tea is this? The taste is so weak." Li Cu babbled.

"West Lake Longjing, Hangzhou famous tea." I handed a cup to my brother, and I finally picked up a cup and sipped it, "It's okay, a pot of West Lake Longjing head tastes good, it will fade after two times, yes You have a strong taste."

Li Cu put down the teacup, "I don't understand tea." He raised his arms and squeezed Su Wan who was sipping from the cup, "Stop pretending, do you understand?"

Su Wan nodded hurriedly, "I think it's delicious. My dad had a can before, and he let me finish it secretly."

"Oh, I didn't see it. I thought you only liked drinking. You have to take a bottle with you when you go to the desert." I laughed.

Su Wan gave me a blank look, "Boss Wu, I didn't blame you, and I didn't bring the wine after all."

I smiled and didn't speak.

The little brother has not participated in our conversation, drinking tea quietly, looking at the few of us, and then looking outside the door, I suddenly feel that it is not bad if this continues, three or two people sit together, eat, You can drink tea, or drink alcohol, and talk nonsense when you are drunk, joking about the past and so on, which is also very good.

Those who survive are very important, and I don't want to lose any of them.

We are all desperadoes, people who go back and forth between life and death, but like the black blind man said, we have someone we really want to protect.

I suddenly thought of someone so out of place that I shouldn't be thinking of it.

Dong Can.

The Zhang family once carried out "fighting against demons" in Kangbaluo, Tibet. They should have stayed there for a long time in Kangbaluo, Tibet, and then brought the news there to the Zhang family, but he himself never appeared again. Only then did others discover that he lived in a remote Lama Temple and had been painting an oil painting.

Decades later, my younger brother went to look for it, and Khamba told him about it. My younger brother suspected that something had disturbed his calm heart, which made him feel disheartened. Later, he suspected that this thing was "love". ".

My guess is that he fell in love with the girl who was going to be offered as a sacrifice to the "King of Hades", so he was disheartened, and then disappeared inexplicably.

He is the only person in my Zhang family who has anything to do with feelings. My brother once described him as quite calm, but he became extremely restless because of his feelings.

In fact, why do many things have to be entangled to the end? I only have a lifetime to find a specific water molecule in the sea, and I only have a lifetime to be with my brother.

Maybe it felt my gaze, the little brother looked at me, his appearance was still handsome and unrestrained, his temperament faded out of the world of mortals.

He has a pair of indifferent eyes, as if his heart does not exist in this world at all.

If I and this person spend the time we have together, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.

Over the past ten years or so, I don't want to worry about petty love and so on. It doesn't matter if I like my brother or not. Whether he likes me in that sense is not that important. I have experienced There are so many births and deaths, why must we insist on these small details?

There is only one problem.

Am I willing to be with him?

I think, yes.

I would.

The author has something to say: The school runs back and forth, and every week I feel that the naked update will almost stop. In fact, not many people read this article, but I always feel that it is because of those little angels that the update is every day.

But, if you really break the update, don't blame me.

There are so many things, and they are completely clueless.

I am more and more afraid that the characters in this article will collapse because of my three-dimensional mood. Once again, if there are bugs, you must remind me, and Weibo Aite is also generous.

@caramel one by one

muah.

good night.

[2015. 11.12 to catch bugs. 】