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In late autumn, the cold wind blows, and the temperature at the top of the mountain is at least four or five degrees lower than that at the bottom of the mountain.

This section is an old-fashioned mansion in Hong Kong. It has become an area where the upper class lived together since the colonial era. The architectural style is more European-style. There are large courtyards, marble Roman columns, and thick and historical red bricks that cannot be compared in the configuration of luxury houses today. Thin scale tiles.

However, after Hong Kong's economy took off in the 70s, the newly rich people preferred more fashionable and more convenient places, and this place has gradually quieted down, no longer enjoying the glamorous scenery of the old days.And with the development of the times, the big families who originally lived here emigrated with their whole families, or their descendants scattered, each looking for a newer and better residence, or the family fell down and had to sell the ancestral house. Although there are many huge buildings here However, many of them have closed doors and windows, accumulated dust and are uninhabited.

Tang Anyao was driving here, the street lights were pale yellow and bleak, except for the sporadic houses with overflowing lights, looking all the way there, the more he got to the top of the mountain, the more desolate he looked.Finally, his car pulls up outside what looks like an abandoned building.Through the heavy carved iron gate, the courtyard of Nuoda is covered by weeds. In the center of the courtyard, there is a fountain of the Greek goddess holding a pot in marble. Looking at it now, the curve of the goddess’ body is as beautiful as in memory, but it’s a pity that the street lights are shining Next, moss grew here and there on the sculpture, mottled and decayed, not the same as before.

Tang Anyao drove open the iron gate. Amidst the creaking sound, he skillfully turned the steering wheel to the left. Although the road was covered by vines and weeds, he knew that the driveway was on the left. , sprinkled on the driveway regularly every week.Back then, the children in the house would wear black suits and bow ties to go to church for mass on Sundays, and each of them wore hard-toed leather shoes. When they stepped on such a sandy road, the clear rustling sound seemed It still echoed in my ears.

His car went through the courtyard and drove straight to the big abandoned house.The exterior of the house was pitch black and had obviously been burned. The materials used to build it were too strong, and the fire did not cause devastating damage to the building.But even so, this Victorian-style house, together with the entire large front and rear courtyards, was still abandoned. After many years, the owner of the house had no intention of rebuilding, and the door has been closed until today.In Hong Kong, every inch of land is precious, but this family wasted such a large area for nothing, which is no longer a pity.

Of course Tang Anyao knew the reason, because this was the ancestral home of the Tang family in Hong Kong, and it was also the place where he spent his childhood and adolescence.

He had wanted to return here countless times, but it was always a coincidence that he couldn't make the trip. He never thought that he would return to his hometown after many years to bring back Shen Tao's body.

He took a deep breath, pushed open the half-covered door, and a stale musty smell mixed with smoke came to his nostrils.

Tang Anyao stood for a while, then moved forward slowly.

The place he went to was the only room with light in the whole house. It was located on the second floor. It used to be one of the most comfortable bedrooms in the whole house. Only the descendants of the Tang family who were loved by the elders were eligible to live there.

That was Tang Anyao's former bedroom.

He turned on the flashlight, and slowly stepped up the stairs. When he stepped on the original carpet on the stairs, dust scattered. Tang Anyao still remembered that this carpet was beautiful, with patterns of birds, flowers, and flowers on it. The pattern of long branches and vines, he once held a child's hand, lying on the handrail of the stairs, waiting patiently for him to think of the English names of those patterns, and if the child got it right, he would generously reward it The other party has a piece of chocolate.

Every step I take seems to awaken some memories, and I seem to be able to hear the distant laughter after the dust settles.

Tang Anyao went up to the second floor and turned to the left. The door of his original room was ajar, with a dim light shining through.If I remember correctly, this is the light of a horse lamp. There used to be a horse lamp here, because Tang Anyao liked to ride horses when he was young. There would be a horse lamp and a whip in the room, and a saddle in the corner. He moved these things into the ancestral house. Naturally, he was laughed at by his family, but the kid liked it very much. He often sneaked in, climbed on the saddle and pretended that he was riding a horse, and made a "dee" sound from his mouth.

Tang Anyao suddenly stood still and slowly opened the door.

The room was dusty and musty, but in the dim yellow lantern, he saw a person lying on that bed.

Even if he was thrown into the crowd, Tang Anyao could still recognize Shen Tao at a glance after tens of thousands of miles.

He went in desperately, rushed to the bed, stretched out his hand as if wanting to touch but didn't dare to touch, Shen Tao looked as if he was asleep, peaceful and elegant, but even though the lights were dim, Tang Anyao could still see the dissatisfaction on his face. Normal blue and white, the lips have turned purple, and on the back of the hands overlapping the chest, there are already faint plaques.

That's a corpse spot.

Tang Anyao was crushed at once. He always thought that Shen Tao was not dead. No matter what, Shen Tao was still alive, so he had the strength and hope to continue going down.

But Shen Tao is dead, what's the use of doing so much?

Tang Anyao sobbed uncontrollably, his tears dripped onto Shen Tao's face, he stretched out his trembling hands, wanting to touch Shen Tao's arm, wanting to hold him in his arms, just like they hugged each other many times.

Suddenly, the dead body lying on the bed opened his eyes, Shen Tao grabbed his hand, slammed him hard, and threw him to the edge of the bed, and then the whole person jumped on it, grabbing his throat.

Tang Anyao stared at Shen Tao with wide eyes, or Shen Tao, who was dressed as a corpse, made a ho-ho sound from his throat.

Shen Tao sat on him, gritted his teeth, and tightened his hands fiercely, trying to strangle Tang Anyao to death.

Tang Anyao struggled vigorously. He pinched Shen Tao's wrist with one hand, quietly clenched his fist with the other hand, and swung towards Shen Tao's abdomen vigorously.

Shen Tao groaned in pain, and couldn't help feeling a little loose in his hands. Tang Anyao saw the timing, and immediately pushed Shen Tao's wrist down fiercely, pushing Shen Tao away from his body.

Tang Anyao got up and stared at Shen Tao who fell to the ground and still did not forget to glare at him. Suddenly, he had mixed feelings, and his clenched fist loosened. He shook his head tiredly, wanted to say something, but opened his mouth, but let out a muffled laugh .

He didn't know why he was laughing, he seemed to have the joy that Shen Tao was still alive, but he also had the absurd feeling that his lover who was devoted to each other was deliberately trying to kill him.He took a step towards Shen Tao, and Shen Tao shrank back nervously. He quickly stretched out his arm to pick up the lantern, raised it up and shouted: "Tang Anyao, I have already poured gasoline into this room. If you dare to take a step closer, we will let you go!" Die here together!"

"I know, I smelled a strong smell of gasoline as soon as I came in." Tang Anyao looked at him and said calmly, "You wanted to kill me, if you couldn't strangle me, you would burn me to death, right?"

Shen Tao stared at him with hatred, and snorted coldly: "That's right, no matter what tonight, you are going to die!"

"What about you?" Tang Anyao looked at him and asked, "I'm afraid you won't be able to escape if I die. In order to let me die, you have to go with yourself. Is it worth it?"

Shen Tao said desolately: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter anymore, you can't fight no matter what, even the Wenbo has been folded in, what else is left for me? Apart from this life, what else can I fight with you?"

"Okay," Tang Anyao said decisively, "I won't move, I'll let you pinch me, you don't have to die with me, after pinching me, you can drive away in my car, wherever you can go, as far as you can escape. Come on, I promise not to struggle, come and kill me! Come on!"

He took a step forward, but Shen Tao took a step back involuntarily, his eyes were slowly moistened, but he said angrily: "Tang Anyao, don't provoke me!"

"You don't have to die, Taotao, put down the lamp, let's talk, there is nothing in this world that has to die, look at this room, don't you remember this place? Your favorite place to play when you were young..."

"Shut up!" Shen Tao shouted, "Of course I remember, I remember how you kissed and touched me in this room, I was only 11 years old at that time, you pervert, pedophile, you used my youth and ignorance to deceive me I……"

"So you still remember," Tang Anyao shook his head and said sadly, "If you still remember, you should know how much I like you, and how hard it is for me to wait for you to grow up. You are also an adult now, don't you understand me? So many years of feelings? Even if I just understand a little bit? I have been looking for you and waiting for you all my life. All the movies I made are talking to you. The moment I see you, even if we haven’t seen each other for so many years, But I still recognize you at a glance. Taotao, there will be no second person in this world who loves you like me, why do we have to kill you? For that fire? That fire is not me..."

"It's you, don't quibble, it's you, I remember it, don't try to lie to me again, I remember it!" Shen Tao said frantically, "I remember the panic and fear when Dad ran into you hugging me, that night When you were fighting, I actually got up, and I was watching from the door, and I saw my dad hit you, and you threatened that you would take me away sooner or later. Dad refused, saying that unless he died, so you Set fire to him, you bastard, you set fire to my only relative..."

"Taotao, listen to me, Taotao..." Tang Anyao tried to reach out to hug him, but was pushed away by Shen Tao. He raised the lantern again and shouted: "Don't worry, I'll light the fire right away, I'll be with you Die, I will burn here with you, then my father will forgive me, I avenged him, I redeemed myself..."

"Excuse me, what will Fei Wenbo do after all of you are burned to death?" A voice suddenly came from the door.

Shen Tao looked over in panic, the door was pushed open, a man stood there, in the dim light, he could only hear his voice clear and steady: "Hello, my name is Zhuang Chuming, I'm a well-known lawyer in Hong Kong, I'm sorry Excuse me, I just have a small question, Mr. Shen, if you light a fire, you will murder Tang Anyao, but if you commit suicide at the same time, then you will not be charged with murder. But in this way, Fei Wenbo will still Go to jail for killing you. Do you know why?"

He said casually: "Because the bodies of both of you will be disposed of quickly by Tang Anbang, what happened tonight will be covered up infinitely, Mr. Shen, in the police file, you are still a victim who was murdered and then dismembered. "