Fire to the Abyss

Under the internal and external troubles, the entire puppet master can be said to be restless. As the initiator of this situation, Lu Yuan naturally has to deal with it, fan the flames, and continue to shine in the cause of division.

It was past midnight after he finished his busy work that day, his body hadn't fully recovered, and he still had to deal with the outside all day, and at the end of the day, it was as if he had been severely beaten, and his whole body was in severe pain.

When he was about to spend the night in the lounge, he suddenly found an unread message on his phone.

After reading the message, Lu Yuan poured two large cups of cold water, washed his face in a hurry, tidied up his appearance quickly, took the car keys and walked to the parking lot.Xu Wanqing seldom saw Lu Yuan in such a hurry, so he couldn't help calling out to him: "Boss, what's the matter? Is something wrong?"

Lu Yuan kept walking: "It's okay, I'll go home."

Knowing his physical condition, Xu Wanqing was a little worried about him driving on the mountain road alone: ​​"Then I'll see you off."

Lu Yuan turned around and smiled at her: "No, I will drive slowly."

Xu Wanqing nodded blankly, watched him trot all the way into the car, and accurately read two messages from his series of movements: one is that someone at home is waiting for him, and this person is probably Xia Yan; Slow down." That's weird.

When Lu Yuan arrived home, it was almost a little bit faster. Seeing that Xia Yan's car was still there, he breathed a sigh of relief, then took a big breath, and walked into the yard with this breath.

The lights on the first floor were still on, and Lu Yuan complained in his heart, "This guy sleeps without turning off the lights", and opened the door lightly and entered the room.

After entering the door, he realized that Xia Yan was not asleep.

Xia Yan was standing by the fireplace, standing straight and straight, holding a gun in his hand, the black hole in the muzzle pointed at the center of his brow.

Lu Yuan saw an overturned wooden box at Xia Yan's feet, the contents of the box were scattered all over the floor, and on the coffee table behind him was an old dull pistol.

Lu Yuan didn't dare to look at Xia Yan's face, "The nightmare has finally come true", he thought.

The cold night wind came in through the crack of the door that hadn't closed in time, shaking the flame in the fireplace.The night in the mountains is very cool, Xia Yan will definitely catch cold with so little clothes on.Thinking so, Lu Yuan turned back and closed the door.

This seemingly random little action just hit Xia Yan's point of fire, he rushed over chaotically, and put the muzzle of the gun directly on Lu Yuan's forehead.His breath was heavy like a furious beast, and the breath he exhaled swept across Lu Yuan's neck, making Lu Yuan tremble slightly.

Xia Yan didn't wear slippers, and he stepped on the wooden floor with bare feet. Lu Yuan noticed a little redness on his feet, it must be cold, and he didn't know how long he had been waiting here with bare feet.

"Lu Yuan," Xia Yan's voice seemed to come from deep in his throat. It was hoarse and heavy, with a feeling of oppression that made people breathless, "You better give me an explanation." Then, put The muzzle of the gun was pressed a little tighter, and Lu Yuan had to pay special attention to tense his body in order to maintain his balance.

Lu Yuan lowered his eyes halfway, and his eyes fell on Xia Yan's half-exposed collarbone.

"I like you... no, it's not so soft as air, it's something suffocating, more twisted, and more sick. I want to possess you, and I want to lock you up in a place where no one can see but me." place, I want to crush you under my body, I want your eyes to only look at me, I want you to be able to do without me, I want your breath, heartbeat, and every inch of your body to belong to me...you don’t You know, the year you and I went to the beach, you kissed me after drinking too much, and I reacted at that time-yes, I have looked at you with obscene eyes since then, for example, you are now open Chest, it makes me want to lick..."

"Lu Yuan, look at me." Xia Yan suddenly interrupted him, raised his chin with a gun, and forced him to look at him, "You know that's not what I want to ask."

Only now did Lu Yuan see Xia Yan's expression clearly, an expression he had never seen before.Xia Yan's face is usually not so ferocious when he is in a rage, his facial features are not distorted, his brows are not furrowed, his teeth are not clenched, his whole face looks as calm as water, except for his eyes.

Surprise, anger, disappointment, and all kinds of emotions including hatred were annihilated in the pair of fine obsidian, turning into a cold light without any temperature.

Lu Yuan was caught off guard by the sharp cold light and staggered. He thought to himself, what a terrible confession.

Lu Yuan laughed dryly, "I have nothing to explain, the facts are just as you imagined."

"Same as I imagined?" Xia Yan sneered, "Oh, how would you know what I was thinking?"

The first thing Xia Yan saw was the box full of his photos.Although I know that it is not good to look through the things of the owner's house without permission, but he has invaded illegally, so he doesn't care about these small details. The wooden box has a unique shape and fits well with some small ornaments in the house. It is old, but the metal decoration on it is still shiny. It can be seen that this is a collection carefully preserved by the owner for many years, which makes Xia Yan's interest even stronger.

The box was not locked, and when Xia Yan carefully opened the lid, what he got was a photo of himself.He sat on a bench with his head down, not knowing what he was doing.The light when shooting was not very good, the whole photo looked a bit blurry, and the focus distance was also pulled out. A large area of ​​the background was night, and only the place where he was sitting was illuminated by the street lamp next to him.

Such a composition, as if he is the only light in the dark.

The date and location are written on the back of the photo. Xia Yan followed the prompts and thought about it. It should be the scene when he was walking with Lu Yuan after the oolong blind date incident. He lowered his head at that time and he must be suppressing a smile. Laughing at Lu Yuan A person as big as Yuan is also called "Little Yuan".

Xia Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Since this bastard secretly took my photo without permission, he will have to pay him back."

Then Xia Yan discovered that a certain bastard might have to pay a lot of money, because the whole box was full of his photos, and none of them were taken through normal channels.

The date and location are written on the back of each photo in Junxiu's handwriting, and the time span is as long as eight years.Unlike Xia Yan, who writes like a ghostly talisman, Lu Yuan's handwriting is quite beautiful, while the handwriting on the back of the photo is vigorous and powerful, even more regular than his usual handwriting. Xia Yan can almost imagine through those beautiful handwriting. Lu Yuan's serious expression when writing.

No matter how dull Xia Yan was, she understood everything in front of this box full of evidence, what Zhong Qing said was right, and her own feelings were not wrong.

"It turns out that I am deeply loved," Xia Yan murmured in a low voice, put the photo back into the box as it was, but couldn't help laughing, "Pfft—you were still stubborn when I asked you that day."

Although Xia Yan decided to enlighten Lu Yuan after he came back, so that he would not be blindly obsessed with himself, this kind of obsession will not bear fruit, but being loved is always a pleasant thing, Xia Yan Yan felt that his heart was a little light, floating in mid-air and refused to come down.

Xia Yan rolled back and forth on the sofa, unable to calm down, and Lu Yuan never came back. He simply hugged the wooden box and continued to look at the photos. Anyway, indulging in his "beauty" is not against the law.

When flipping through the photos for the third time, Xia Yan suddenly realized, "No, I'm so excited here!" He turned on the front camera of his phone and took a photo, confirming that his face was indeed a little flushed, and his heartbeat was also a little red. quick. "It's normal," he thought, "it's hard to find someone who likes me, so there's nothing wrong with making a fuss about it."

"It would be great if Lu Yuan was a woman." Following this exclamation, Xia Yan could easily think of the "girl" in a white dress who surprised him in the alley that year, and then he remembered that it seemed to be a long time ago. One night, he dreamed of "her", "she" looked at him with watery eyes, bright eyes, red lips and white teeth, he couldn't help but kissed him, and then he was kicked mercilessly by the "she" in the dream With one kick, "she" is also very moving when she is angry.Although it was just a dream, he still remembered the soft and sweet touch.

As soon as the thought about the dream popped up, Xia Yan remembered the dream not long ago that made him feel ashamed to see Lu Yuan. In that evil dream, Lu Yuan was not the little one I pitied, and he didn't wear a skirt. , but the real, naked Lu Yuan.Thinking of this, a guilty conscience came out slowly, Xia Yan hurriedly stuffed the photos into the box, and was going to take a shower to calm down first.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, the hem of his clothes swept the wooden box on the coffee table, overturned the whole wooden box to the ground, and spilled the photos all over the floor.Xia Yan quickly squatted down to tidy up, but he caught a glimpse of the hidden compartment at the bottom of the wooden box.

"How many secrets have you been hiding?" Xia Yan smiled lightly and pressed the hidden compartment switch, a small drawer popped out. After Xia Yan saw the contents clearly, his smile froze on his face.

It was a gun that he had seen countless times. He could memorize the serial number on the gun more than ten years ago, and he knew the source of every scratch on the gun.It was the first gun he had ever seen, his father's.

Xia Zhaoan was involved in a gunfight and died three years ago. The case was closed hastily with many doubts. When Xia Yan ignored discipline and insisted on investigating privately, Zheng Xing sent him a ban.The district raised the confidentiality level of the case, and Xia Yan was unable to access more details of the case. All he had permission to see was one sentence: he died while performing a top-secret mission about the "puppet master", and he didn't repeat it too much. .It was also because of this that he held his hands tightly to prevent Xia Lin from knowing.

Then, why does Lu Yuan have Dad's gun?It just so happened that he was the puppet master.

The only people who knew the details of the loss of Xia Zhaoan's gun were the people who were present at the time, except for the Xia family brothers, the first-hand police officers, and the high-level officials in the district.

Lu Yuan must be there, why didn't he stop it?And why did you secretly take the gun away?Or is he the murderer?

The fireplace was on fire, and the end of the coffee table was obviously full of warmth, but there was a small coffee table, but this end could not feel any heat.Xia Yan slid along the sofa and sat on the ground, the floor under him and the gun in his hand were as cold as black iron, the coolness drove straight into his pores, tearing off his heart floating in mid-air brutally, fell to the ground and stomped hard. broken.

"I should have thought of it a long time ago, I should have thought of the day when I would be your enemy."