Dad's Romance

Wu Weiping looked at him with curious and fiery eyes, and suddenly asked a little uneasy: "I said so much just now, do you remember it? Who are you going to give this USB flash drive to, and do you know what to do?"

Lin Yuxian shook his head.

Wu Weiping seemed to have been prepared for a long time, got up and patted the soil, stuffed him with a second USB flash drive, and said slowly: "This is the inside of Tongzilou and the 'butcher'... the structure and layout of Liu Qiming's room, and the layout I stole. Recorded video of Peng Qi’s massacre. Oh yes, you got these by ‘accidentally’ and have nothing to do with me.”

His attitude was restrained and his tone was calm. The madness just now was like a convulsion, which was fleeting.Wu Weiping looked at the incandescent light shining into the depths of the crack, just like the warm wind and the bright sun, it would always give him a little bit impartially, regardless of good or evil.

"It has nothing to do with me" is a vague expression of "want to live", revealing a hint of the secret behind his tough appearance.

But even a cockroach wants to rely on tenacious vitality, after wringing out all the sins, breathe the sweet fragrance of flowers and moon after opening the window.

He put his hand on Lin Yuxian's shoulder, and said in a strange and gentle voice: "What else do you want to know."

Lin Yuxian: "Why did he escape death?"

A bloody catastrophe, only one survived.

The chain of logic is missing a fatal link.

"It's you who said he wasn't 'black', and you who doubted him. Why do I think it's a waste to keep your life." Wu Weiping stretched his waist and sighed: "Do you remember that fake hand?"

Lin Yuxian froze for a moment, then nodded.

Zheng Nanshan.

"He made a different choice from the artificial hand... Don't get excited, listen to me." Wu Weiping looked helplessly at Lin Yuxian's uncontrollable expression, and tears flowed without warning. He has never had experience in coaxing others. Xiao Wu immediately got dizzy.

Wu Weiping lent him a piece of clothes, and Lin Yuxian's snot and tears glued all over him.

"You... are too disgusting..."

After a while, Lin Yuxian's pitiful cries echoed throughout the warehouse.

Wu Weiping had no choice but to stuff the lollipop into his mouth, and at the same time gave Lin Yuxian, who heard the truth for the first time, the pity that arose silently, and said calmly: "Maybe in that perverted subconscious, he also wants to use one hand to change Returning to his loved ones. It's a pity that no one has ever given him a choice, and the final outcome of the story is that he left nothing behind."

After hesitating for a long time, he still decided to slap Lin Yuxian's head clumsily. Unfortunately, the force was too strong. He originally wanted to comfort people's hearts and calm down, but instead he had the illusion of "let me beat you to death".

"Is it fun to listen to my stories?" Wu Weiping asked.

"No, a headache."

"Lin is busy, will you look down on him?" Wu Weiping seemed to have a premonition that his mission had been fulfilled, and he would be thrown back into his stinky ditch as an outcast, every cell hurt like a gouging out.

He actually cared about the mental journey of his rival.

"He sleeps like a pig's head. He can't be woken up by an earthquake of magnitude [-]. Even if he is woken up, he must think he is dreaming."

Wu Weiping looked at him in surprise, "Sure enough, you know him better. It seems that you lived together for three years in high school and four years in college."

He walked towards the iron gate, tilted his head and laughed at the pile of drugs, and suddenly laughed cruelly and terrifyingly, "But why do I still want to blow up Liu Qiming?"

Through the curtain of tears, Lin Yuxian saw Wu Weiping took out a remote control device, shook it in the air for a while, and grinned to his ears.

Shu Er lightly pressed the red button, and let out a quick "poof" in his mouth.

"Are you crazy?!"

"Hahaha, Yu Ziqi is an idiot, since they are all dead, wouldn't it be more convenient to blow up." He smiled and asked Lin Yuxian, "Do you think so? Is it cool? Since you know him so well, don't you think it's not right to ask the police to solve the problem?" His style?"

"..."

The evidence just now...

Wu Weiping comforted: "The evidence in your hand does not conflict with me for blowing up the bad guys. The police should also thank me for eliminating harm for the people!"

Lin Yuxian swears that he is the sickest among the crazy batches that appeared in the package.

Ke Yaning led dozens of police officers to quickly surround the cold storage area in half an hour, only Lin Yuxian was alone and tied to an iron chair, swollen from crying.

And full of poisonous bricks.

As "Han Xiaofang" wished, he handed over the USB flash drive to Ke Yaning.

Lin Yuxian couldn't help sobbing, and intermittently recounted the various stories Xiaowu mentioned. After hearing "Little Seafood", Ke Yaning's eyebrows twitched, and he burst out laughing, the echo was so loud that he almost tore the bricks of the cold storage.

Zheng Nanshan's USB flash drive and Lin Yuxian's story perfectly draw out a poisonous net——

This network started from the "Eclipse" black capital's control of the private port. The "Winter Cold Storage" was used as the drug transit base, and the drug gang headed by "A Snake" went offline for the "sales". The city sings the devil's note.

The poisonous net that Longcheng Port spread in Haishi was finally uprooted.

How comfortable Qu'er is, how sad it is when the death knell strikes.

Several unsolved headless cases with "snake tattoos" and "multiple choice questions" in the testimonies, including "Han Xiaofang" seven years ago, finally have the answer.

Ke Yaning punished them with three glasses of wine, separated by time and space.

When Lin Yuxian was interviewed by the reporter, he was also tongue-in-cheek and slurred his speech. During the live broadcast, he was asked on the spot: "Are you taking drugs?"

"No money to knock."

"..."

Then thank the enthusiastic and good citizens for their anti-drug declaration.

The bright moon hangs high, exuding a coolness that doesn't match the subtropical zone.

In the backyard of an ordinary brick house, Wu Weiping was sweating profusely, digging holes bit by bit with a shovel.

Cuboid, just put a coffin.

With tenacity, he shoveled the bottom smooth, and the four right angles were beyond reproach.

In the stuffy air, his white shirt was covered with sweat. He endured the smell of mud and bones, and his dirty shoes. His arm muscles were so sore from too much anaerobic exercise.

He had to sit down and rest.

In the night, two long legs wrapped in tight jeans appeared quietly.

Yu Ziqi's eyes were calm and resolute, he paced outside the pit, his jaw line stretched into a sternness that could cut someone to death.

"Xiao Wu, who do you want to bury this time, yourself?"

"You and me." Wu Weiping said dejectedly.

"My revenge has just begun, so you can keep it for yourself." Yu Ziqi's hair was soft and shiny, hanging lazily on both sides of his forehead, looking at the limp Xiao Wu.

Wu Weiping returned a sinister look.

"Xiao Wu, the 'butcher' exploded without saying hello. I haven't settled the score with you yet. Don't you think it's wrong for you to bury me?" Yu Ziqi said in a playful tone, "Are you willing?"

Wu Weiping's body was inexplicably aroused with a bad breath. He stood up from the bottom of the pit, holding Yu Ziqi's ankle tightly with both hands, fearing that just pulling his ankle would damage him, so he kept covering it upwards along the ankle, throwing Abandoning the routine of "following orders but being cautious", deceiving oneself and surrounding him forcefully, with the belief that "if we die, we will die together", wrap Yu Ziqi into the "grave".

Not too big and not too small, just fit two people.

Yu Ziqi couldn't move, and only the two of them breathed and breathed in the small space. Although they seemed to be whispering, they both carried the ferocity of exterminating the world.

"Xiao Wu, let me go out, have you had enough fun?"

"No, I haven't played enough, it's fun, just play here."

Wu Weiping is natural and stubborn, but he always shows the appearance of a child, touching places that shouldn't be touched.

Even at times like this, I don't forget to tease unruly.

Yu Ziqi clasped his wrist tightly, hit his numbness with the inner wall of the pit, gained the upper hand with an unexpected "hiss", and rode on Xiao Wu with a distorted face.

He just kept pinching his neck without doing anything.

Wu Weiping's throat was hoarse, and his hands struggled desperately in the air, turning eggplant color unconsciously.

Yu Ziqi did not intend to let go, as if he hesitated for a second, he would never have the courage to let him go.

Xiao Wu still looks naive, Yu Xi is about to retire forever, still keeps silent, looking at Yu Ziqi presumptuously, wanting to engrave every inch of him in the brainwave that is about to dissipate.

Xiao Wu and his poisonous snake finally penetrated deeper and deeper into Yu Ziqi's heart.

Yu Ziqi burst into tears, and tremblingly let go of his hand, as if he was the one being pinched, panting heavily.

He looked at Xiao Wu at a loss, "What should I do with you?"

Wu Weiping smiled vaguely, he didn't blame Yu Ziqi, he had already seen this scene in countless midnight dreams.

"I love you, Ziqi, I fucking love you to death." Wu Wei said bluntly, at this moment, he wants to give Ziqi his freedom back, even though the price of "freedom" is "destruction".

He put his hands back on his neck, "Come on, Yu Ziqi."

But like a puff of smoke, he gathered on the other side of the "grave", reminding him: "I live in your consciousness. Only when you are gone, can I disappear, idiot. Isn't this grave genius."

Yu Ziqi seemed to feel the despair of losing him, knelt on the ground, and returned to Wu Weiping's side like a wounded animal.

Wu Weiping hugged him patiently, motioning for him to lie on his arms.

"Is the hole I dug comfortable?" Wu Weiping caressed his hair meticulously, "Don't kick to the right, there is a skull there, be careful to kick it down."

Yu Ziqi: "I finally understand why you said that you can only feel alive when you are falling."

Wu Weiping said enthusiastically: "Yes, please pinch me."

Yu Ziqi found a lipstick from his trouser pocket, and applied it on Wu Weiping's lips in a serious manner. His lips were beautiful and clear, and there was only a blush left on his pale face.

Wu Weiping gave up resistance and struggle, his pupils lost focus in a daze, and he tilted his head and let him manipulate him indifferently.

Yu Ziqi stretched out his long finger and applied it along the crevice of his lips. With unknown force, the finger covered with lipstick touched his cheek.

In the first moon marks, the slanting red of the chin is not the suppressed pity and affection, but the mutual dependence that has to be hugged together.

"I love you too, Lin is busy."

The author has something to say:

Three-in-one 02, Lin Yuxian rode a horse to see Miemen, in fact, he went back to comfort "Han Xiaofang" in this story.

I still rest on Sunday night, orrz, because when I coded today, I found out that "a long leg of Yu Ziqi appeared on the ground", which almost made Yu Ziqi disabled

thanks for watching, orz