Chapter 49 The Pen of Merit...

Zhao Yunlan's mood is actually very subtle.

He really drank too much, and his walking was indeed unsteady, but he had vomited once and slept for a while, and now his alcoholism is slowly fading.

It's just that Chu Shuzhi said that he drank regardless of the east, west, north, and west, so he just pushed the boat along the river, showing a look that did not distinguish between south, east, north and west, pretending to be half asleep and leaning on the co-pilot to stand up.

Shen Wei went upstairs to pick him up, but the car was deliberately left unturned in order to maintain the temperature of the air conditioner inside. Zhao Yunlan felt it as soon as he got in the car.

Shen Wei sat down and gently pushed him: "Wake up, go to your house and sleep again, it's easy to catch a cold outside."

Zhao Yunlan pretended to be dead to show him.

So he heard the person next to him sighing. Seeing that Shen Wei couldn't wake him up, he had to bend over to fasten his seat belt. The two of them were so close that Zhao Yunlan could smell Shen Wei's body, and he was very close to him. The cold brought by the Soul Killer was different. He smelled of soap from freshly washed clothes. The Soul Killer peeled off his black robe that was feared by both humans and ghosts, but the people inside were like this. Net soft.

Then, Shen Wei took out another bottle of mineral water and poured it into a small cup. The cup was swayed twice in his hand, and a warm white mist suddenly appeared from the cold water. He put the cup near Zhao Yunlan. Mouth: "Drink a little more."

Zhao Yunlan opened his eyes slightly, and in the dark car, it seemed that only Shen Wei's eyes had light, which was just right, neither dull nor burning.

Zhao Yunlan's heart suddenly jumped heavily, he leaned up and finished the glass of water with Shen Wei's hand. Then Shen Wei found a blanket from under the seat, covered him tightly, turned up the temperature of the car air conditioner, and then drove the car out smoothly.

Zhao Yunlan closed his eyes and leaned on the seat, but his heart was always awake... It seems that he hasn't felt this warm on such a cold night for a long time.

In the past half month after returning from Daxueshan, he has never contacted Shen Wei.

But harassing him at a fixed time every day, and paying attention to what he likes at any time has almost become a habit of Zhao Yunlan. Breaking the habit is bound to be painful. The social jiāo also makes a person tired.

It's not that the clothes are fragrant and the temples are shadows, and sometimes they can't be seen alone.

There are never many men and women who post back to him, and when he is in a good mood, he is also happy to be ambiguous with others in order to maintain a good sense of himself. But since disconnecting from Shen Wei, Zhao Yunlan can't help comparing others with Shen Wei. The more they compare, the more boring they are - none of them are so bookish enough to be scrutinized. Not so picturesque.

Zhao Yunlan felt that he had become an old monk with few desires overnight. Even one day they paid an agency to invite a young model who he had always liked to add to the fun at the dinner party. He was not interested in the slightest - Daqing testified, he also used that little tender model's swimsuit photo as a computer desktop for a period of time.

And every time he was drunk and dreamed to the point where he didn't know what was going to happen, he would actually think of the day when he had a stomach ailment and left Shen Wei to stay at his house for a long time.

They watched the movie together, chatted occasionally, and in the middle he got tired of watching it, so he silently picked up the half of the information he had read and opened it. behind him.

That is actually the way of life he has always been faintly yearning for - no one thinks that no one talks too much, no one will bother anyone, no one will chase after someone all day and make some moths. Today I want to watch a movie with me, Tomorrow they will send flowers, they will not interfere with each other, but they will never be indifferent... just like they live together and form their own country.

Zhao Yunlan has lived to this age, the development of IQ and EQ is basically balanced, and there is no shortage of pieces in his stomach. He naturally knows that when a man sees another person, what he sees is not a thin waist, long legs, long buttocks, but a kind of close to home. When the desire for tranquility is palpable, it is by no means the lustful heart on the court.

If it weren't for this, he might have made a joke, and he would have opened up and ended the matter with the Soul Killer.

But he was reluctant.

As soon as Zhao Yunlan thought of the pair of eyes he hit in the shabby hut in the snowy mountains, he felt that if he just "finished" like this, he might regret it for the rest of his life.

Zhao Yunlan's kennel is not far from No. 4 Guangming Road, so that he has not had time to get out of his complicated mind. This journey ended in his suffocation. Shen Wei helped him into the door all the way. Help him take off his coat and hang it up, put him on the bed, turn around and go to the bathroom to find a wet towel.

Although Zhao Yunlan looked drunk, Shen Wei was still very disciplined. He just wiped his face, hands and feet carefully. He didn't dare to touch another millimeter, so he pulled up the quilt for him and hung the towel on the On the other hand, he habitually packed up the garbage for him, put it at the door, and took it with him when he was about to leave. He picked up the clothes that were littered all over the floor, put them in the laundry bag Zhao Yunlan threw at the door, and posted a note. The note reminded him to be washed the next day.

He even took away the half glass of water on Zhao Yunlan's head cabinet very carefully, in case he couldn't sleep well in the middle of the night, reaching out and knocking it over.

Zhao Yunlan listened to the rustling sound of the man tidying up the room lightly, and the entanglement in his heart not only failed to find a solution, but became even more chaotic.

Shen Wei took him to heart, and Zhao Yunlan could feel that in his whole life, apart from his parents, other people either asked for him or depended on him, and no one had ever cared about him like this. Pass.

...Oh, Daqing is not a human being, it's a dead fat cat with a bad temper.

When Shen Wei finished all of this, he found that Zhao Yunlan, who had just opened his eyes in a daze, seemed to have fallen asleep, lying there motionless.

He seemed so quiet, Shen Wei hesitated for a moment, but in the end he still didn't want to go, he stood beside the room and looked at him greedily.

"Damn it," Zhao Yunlan, who was pretending to be asleep, thought with blood in his heart, "Please don't watch it, just go and go, this is killing me."

The Soul Cutter didn't hear his voice, and God didn't hear his voice. After a while, Shen Wei seemed to be bewitched, he slowly bent down and approached Zhao Yunlan until he could feel his breath on his face. .

Zhao Yunlan maintained his corpse state with excellent psychological quality, but he clearly felt that this state was about to collapse.

At this moment, Shen Wei finally couldn't help it. He put his hands on his sides and touched Zhao Yunlan's lips lightly. With a touch of water, he released it. He closed his eyes, as if from such a brief moment. It was a great comfort to touch. There was a thunderous heartbeat from his body, and for a moment, Shen Wei almost felt that he was a person, stealing a kiss from a loved one in the dim light, his heart was happy and sweet, even here When he died, he would have no complaints.

Zhao Yunlan's mind suddenly went blank.

The strand of hair hanging in his heart was stretched to the extreme, and it broke silently at that moment. Zhao Yunlan's brain, which was ignited by the wine, thought soberly: "Soul Slayer? What happened to Soul Slayer? I see. It's mine, and everything else is left to me!"

So Zhao Yunlan, who was "sleeping to death", suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged Shen Wei. Shen Wei was caught off guard, and was dragged down by him in shock. Then Zhao Yunlan turned over and half-pressed him.

There was a slight smell of alcohol in Zhao Yunlan's breath, but his eyes were clear. He fixedly looked into Shen Wei's eyes and asked softly, "Sir, what are you talking about?"

Shen Wei opened his mouth, embarrassed beyond words, and even more speechless.

Zhao Yunlan stared at him for a while with a complicated expression, then suddenly reached out and gently squeezed Shen Wei's chin: "I always thought that the lord was a gentleman, who would have known that you would secretly kiss others in the middle of the night, and kiss so unprofessional. ."

Then Shen Wei heard the laughter in his chest.

Until Zhao Yunlan's kiss fell, Shen Wei was still stupid. He felt that he was in an absurd and beautiful dream, and he couldn't help reaching out and hugging Zhao Yunlan's body hard.

The man's kissing skills were superb and provocative, as if he could lose his armor and disarm him casually.

Then Zhao Yunlan gently propped up his body a little, and the two almost rubbed their noses against each other. Shen Wei heard him say softly, "Professionalism should at least be like this."

Shen Wei was speechless.

Zhao Yunlan's neckline was pulled open with two buttons, revealing his slender and graceful collarbone. The smell of cologne, which had only the lingering fragrance left, swept away all of Shen Wei's words. He couldn't tell the difference. Find out who is drunk.

Zhao Yunlan sighed, and reached out his hand to gently brush away the messy hair on his forehead: "I ask you, you have been avoiding me for so long, and you have been reluctant to dodge me, because you knew me a long, long time ago, Are you sorry about me, or are you worried about people and ghosts going their separate ways?"

Shen Wei was shocked, his eyes became clear again, he pushed him away and sat up, the blood on his face faded, and the hand hanging by his side tightened suddenly.

Zhao Yunlan turned sideways, leaned halfway on Chuáng, took his hand, and opened his fist bit by bit: "You, you can really compete with yourself. If the first reason, then As I said now, no matter what happened, it was written off between us. If you don't mention it in the future, I don't even remember it. As for the second... Isn't the second nonsense? Living people will die, maybe I am God just..."

Shen Wei covered his mouth.

The two looked at each other for a long time before Shen Wei finally shook his head very slowly.

Zhao Yunlan sighed, turned over and got out of bed, he looked sober in his words, but who knew that he would not stand firm when his feet touched the ground, and sat on the ground with his buttocks on the ground, he held his head and complained: "Fuck, ten A little bee is flying right in front of my eyes."

Shen Wei quickly stretched out his hand to help him up: "I thought you weren't drunk, did you fall?"

Zhao Yunlan is currently in a delicate state where there is logic, but a straight line cannot come out, otherwise he would not be so straightforward and bold.

He shook his head, squatted down and opened the cabinet, pulled out a plastic document storage bag from the bottom, and patted it in front of Shen Wei: "Open it."

Shen Wei hesitated for a while, then took it over and opened it, only to find a real estate certificate in it, which happened to be a garden house near Daxue Road, Longcheng University... He wrote this book, it turned out that he was poor during this time. There is also a reason.

Zhao Yunlan put away his teasing face, leaned against the head cabinet, stretched out his legs and sat on the ground, raised his head, and took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket to light it.

He was silent for a cigarette, and then said in a low voice: "This is the transfer before we went to Daxueshan. I originally thought that the place is convenient and the living environment is good, and it is right next to Longda. If you Ken moved in with me, so I don't have to drive to work in the future. I can usually get up a little later in the morning. Next year, I will find a way to get the special investigation department there. The house is quite big, and the two people must live there. It's a bit empty, but I can leave you a big study room, you can bring students home, and I can often invite some friends to play... I also want to raise a big dog with a lower IQ, and occasionally provoke it to have a cat with Daqing Dog wars or something should be watched as a New Year's movie..."

Shen Wei's hands trembled uncontrollably, and the plastic storage clips rustled.

Zhao Yunlan smiled lightly: "Who would have known that when I walked back from the Northwest, I found out that it was youyou can go from Dongcheng to Xicheng in the blink of an eye, what kind of car do you drive? Why do you get up early? , that ruined house made me almost out of money for the New Year."

Shen Wei slowly lowered his head and met his gaze, only to feel that the man's gaze seemed to be the same as before, and the joke was gone, and only the tenderness that was hidden deeply and deeply was left, which made Ji Guang piece a feather to grab a corner. , couldn't help drowning in it.

Shen Wei felt like he was torn into two halves, one half was so happy that he floated up, and the other half sank deep into the bottom of a thousand-meter-deep huáng spring. For a moment, he thought he was going crazy.

Thousands of years of loneliness Xiao Shu couldn't make him crazy, but the man's two understatements made him feel ups and downs.

I can't blame the ancients for saying: The living can die, and the dead can live. Those who cannot be born and die, and those who cannot be resurrected after death, are not the ultimate in love.

Fascinated, where do you still remember today?