madness

"Gu Zehuan."

Cui Ming's smile stuck on his face, and suddenly froze.

Because he saw Su Zhiyun who was following behind the other party - with his head slightly lowered, without saying a word.

"why you."

His voice turned cold unconsciously, and he stared at Su Zhiyun closely.

"Why are you with him?"

Su Zhiyun paused for a moment, he raised his head, and then his eyes slowly fell on Gu Zehuan.

Gu Zehuan walked into the store by himself, found a seat at random and sat down, and Su Zhiyun followed suit.

Neither of them meant to explain.

Cui Ming frowned for a moment, but then let go.

The air conditioner was turned on in the store, and a cool breeze blew in. Su Zhiyun ordered two cups of milk caps, one cup of less ice seven-cent candy, and one cup of normal candy.

You must know that the milk tea in this shop is really too sweet. Generally speaking, even girls can't accept such sweetness. Seven-cent sugar is enough, but Su Zhiyun actually ordered normal sugar.

After arriving at the store, Gu Zehuan put his schoolbag aside. There were a lot of people here, men and women sitting together. Instead of sitting on the sofa, Gu Zehuan picked a chair by himself, then opened his schoolbag, took out his earphones and a notebook and started writing. Operation.

Because there was no other place, Su Zhiyun stood against the wall, with earphones plugged into his ears, but still staring at Gu Zehuan without blinking.

"No. 031, your two cups of milk are covered, one cup of less ice seven-cent sugar, and one cup of normal sugar."

Hearing the voice, Su Zhiyun looked away reluctantly, walked to the cashier and took the milk tea. To Cui Ming's surprise, he put the cup of milk tea with normal sugar on Gu Zehuan's desk.

Although there were a lot of people in the store, most of their eyes were on Gu Zehuan. There were men and women, all of whom stared intently, full of desire to explore.

Finally, a girl couldn't bear it, and seemed to want to go forward to ask for contact information. She first took out the mirror to carefully touch up her makeup, checked her lipstick, eyeliner and eyeshadow, adjusted her skirt, and then walked over.

It's just that she was stopped after a few steps.

The girl looked up and saw a face, very cold, and her voice was cold.

For a moment she made the silver ring on the other's ear blink.

Dazzled.

But very quickly, the boy bent down. He was tall and slender, with a slender collarbone visible through the black T-shirt, and three small moles on his neck.

"Don't disturb him."

The voice was soft and cold.

The girl was a little reconciled, she clenched her teeth, as if she wanted to say something.

Su Zhiyun's eyes were deep and cold, with a sense of oppression that could not breathe.

The oppressive feeling that hits the face seems to be able to chew people up before swallowing them.

The girl took a few steps back unconsciously, having difficulty breathing, forced a pale smile, and began to explain in a flustered manner: "Ah...ah well...then it's inconvenient for me to bother you..."

The girl is gone.

Su Zhiyun raised his head and scanned his surroundings. Everyone he saw would subconsciously look away.The store was unconsciously quiet for a moment, and soon returned to the noise and scorching hotness of boiling water.

It's just that for some reason, those eyes that were staring at Gu Zehuan disappeared one after another.

Su Zhiyun stood back in the corner again, with the black headphone cable winding down, he raised his head, as usual.

Cui Ming pursed his lips, feeling a little anxious for no reason.

Damn...what is this, the relationship between these two is just...just...

It's indescribable.

If it seems that it is not so appropriate to protect or be protected, it should be a more subtle relationship, no, or a more explicit relationship. What is it?

What should be used to describe it more appropriately?

Cui Ming didn't think of adjectives either.

After a while, Gu Zehuan seemed to have finally finished his homework and put away all his things. Cui Ming managed to sort out his mood and walked forward.

"Did you finish your homework so soon?"

Gu Zehuan responded lightly: "Yes."

"Who came to look for you recently." Cui Ming slightly lowered his voice, glanced at Su Zhiyun at the side, then lowered his head again: "Be careful, he seems to have found your school."

Gu Zehuan seemed to take a while to recall who it was.

"Have you not given up yet?"

"Yeah, I'm looking around for you."

As if losing interest, Gu Zehuan didn't ask any more questions. He put his schoolbag on his back and left with milk tea.

Su Zhiyun and Cui Ming also followed.

Gu Zehuan was carrying a schoolbag and holding a quilt with milk tea in his hand, which really made him look a little childish.

It turns out that when drinking milk tea, I will unconsciously bite the straw with my teeth.

It's almost like a baby grinding his teeth.

Cui Ming thought so.

The sky outside has turned blue. Because it is built in the new urban area, most of the residential areas have not yet been completed, so there are few vehicles passing by the road near No. [-] Middle School, and the station that Gu Zehuan is going to is even more deserted.

It seemed to be Cui Ming's illusion that Gu Zehuan's footsteps froze for a moment at the corner, but it was only a very fast moment, and then he continued to walk as if nothing had happened.

They took a few more steps, and then they were stopped.

There were three or four people in a group, the smiling one in the lead had a piece of gauze soaked in blood on his forehead, but his eyes never left Gu Zehuan.

"Long time no see, I've had a hard time looking for you."

Gu Zehuan didn't say anything, his eyes turned slowly without any firework, and then fell on the other party.

"Has the last injury healed so quickly?"

"You fucking!" The boy's face suddenly became gloomy: "How long do you think you can continue to be arrogant? Believe it or not, I will kill you here today!"

"why?"

It was still a very cold voice, without any emotion.

"You're too embarrassed to ask me why?"

The young man's complexion became distorted, with a ferocious expression on his face.

"If it wasn't for you, why would Tingting break up with me?"

Gu Zehuan stared at the young man, the sunset in the sky was reflected in his eyes, shining brightly, and even gave Cui Ming the illusion that there was burning flesh and wreckage for a moment.

Gu Zehuan thought for a while.

"Is it the woman who stripped naked in front of me and begged me to fuck her?"

The little gangster's face turned blue and white, his eyes were open with anger, and his canthus were about to split.

"Shut up! Shut up for me!"

Laughed.

Did Gu Zehuan laugh?

Cui Ming recalled the moment when Gu Zehuan raised his head just now, and frowned slightly.

Why are you laughing?

Did you see it wrong?

But he soon lost his mind to think about these things. The boy gave an order, and the remaining gangsters rushed over one after another. Before Cui Ming and Su Zhiyun had time to react, Gu Zehuan had already casually raised his foot and moved the first The bastard fell to the ground.

He grabbed the other bastard by the hair, raised his knee and hit him hard in the stomach.

Cui Ming could see that Gu Zehuan hadn't put any effort into it, the little gangster was clutching his stomach and lay limp on the ground almost as soon as Gu Zehuan let go, unable to move.

Fighting has never had anything to do with aesthetics, it just makes people feel like a battle between trapped beasts, both sides are struggling to tear the flesh and blood from each other, violent and bloody.

Gu Zehuan seemed to be particularly comfortable in fighting.

Rather than saying it was a fight, it was better to say it was a cat and a mouse, revealing an almost cruel calmness and rigor.

He twisted the yellow-haired little bastard's arm and kicked his knee.

"Bang".

The other party's hair was clenched tightly and knocked hard to the concrete floor.

When Cui Ming came back to his senses, the three or four punks were already lying on the ground, moaning and groaning endlessly.

Gu Zehuan walked up to the boy who looked like a small head, and twisted the other's arm instead.

The sound of creaking, creaking and twisting joints itched the ears, and it almost made the teeth ache.

The boy wanted to struggle, but he couldn't move because his back was stepped on.

There were still those painful panting sounds around, but Gu Zehuan couldn't reach his ears. Among the huddled figures on the ground, his gaze moved down slightly, and landed on the other party's fingers.

Pale, slightly curled up, like a crushed butterfly.

I don't know where the scratch was, there was a cut in the palm, and blood was dripping out.

He suddenly stopped, and then stared at the right hand for a long time, his pupils dilated gradually, and his breathing became short of breath.

There was a warm tip of his tongue sweeping over the oozing wound, scarlet and soft, and the little gangster's eyes widened in disbelief.

Cui Ming also froze in place, unable to move.

Gu Zehuan grabbed the little gangster's hand and licked the bleeding wound as if he had just sucked milk tea.

Cui Ming's brain froze completely, he couldn't take a step, and felt a chill creeping up his back.

The feeling of being licked is very strange. It is warm, sticky, and soft. Occasionally, the tip of the teeth will brush the wound, but the other party has no intention of biting the wound with their teeth.

It's so weird, it's almost like being carefully sucked by some kind of living thing.

The heart also seemed to have been licked.

The little bastard couldn't help trembling slightly.

"Hey, Gu Zehuan, what the hell are you doing?"

Cui Ming, who couldn't stand it, finally couldn't help shouting out.

Hearing the sound, Gu Zehuan raised his head, his lips were red with the setting sun, and there was a little blood on them.

As if obsessed, he also licked off the blood on his finger.

Cui Ming couldn't help taking a few steps back.

Because he clearly saw a cluster of fire burning in the other party's eyes.

Bright and fiery.

But soon, the excitement faded from his eyes, Gu Zehuan stood up, picked up his schoolbag as if nothing had happened.

Su Zhiyun followed silently.

"Hey, you have to say something...why did you do that just now?"

"Why...why..."

Cui Ming couldn't stand this sudden development at all, and he silently swallowed what he wanted to say.

Gu Zehuan had never been like this before when fighting...

Why... what is wrong?

The ice in the milk tea had already melted quite a bit. Gu Zehuan shook it, and could feel the sound of the coconut fruit colliding with the ice.

He took a sip of the milk tea that was still slightly cold, and brushed his teeth with the tip of his tongue, as if he could still recall the taste just now.

Gu Zehuan did not answer Cui Ming's question.

"Blood."

Cui Ming raised his head, Su Zhiyun's voice was understated.

"is blood."

From the beginning to the end, Su Zhiyun's gaze never left Gu Zehuan, nor did he hesitate.

It seems that he has no intention of accepting Gu Zehuan's inexplicable hobby at all.

Absolute loyalty, absolute trust, no hesitation, no questioning, no resistance, no doubts.

Cui Ming finally figured out the weird sense of disharmony between the two of them.

The relationship is almost like...the master and the dog.

The author says:

Just to warn you, Gu Zehuan is very dark, with a very dark heart, not a high-altitude flower at all, a neuropathy wearing a high-altitude flower... His illness is no less serious than Su Zhiyun...