still water deep sound

This is the first time Qu Jingshen has seen this thing, and she has seen it on TV before.The place where the muzzle meets the neck is a little cold, as if something irrelevant has suddenly grown from the skin.He lowered his head slightly and looked at Jian Jianyue's hand holding the gun. His fingers were slender, with well-defined joints, and his fingertips trembled slightly due to his loss of emotional control.

Jian Ming was a little impatient when Qu Jing looked at him deeply, "Since you're here, you haven't had your coffee yet, so you have to leave?"

Jing Ze didn't expect this to happen either, he thought it was just a child who was unwilling to get what he couldn't get, and he could solve it by putting on a show of force.

Jing Ze clenched his left hand into a fist behind his back, and then released it.He sat down slowly, picked up the coins on the table with his fingers, and kept rubbing the surface of the coins with his fingers, "Well, if it's against you, you can play with me with a gun, I am more fun than him, I can talk, point at a little dumb It's so boring, even if it collapses, I can't hear a sound."

Jian Mingyue glanced at the coin in Jingze's hand, Jingze threw it out as he said, the coin drew an arc in the air, and then fell onto the table with a "click".is against.

Jingze flicked his fingertips, he stood up and slowly brought the gun on Qu Jingshen's neck to his forehead.Jing Ze said: "You can play around, but let him go first, I don't want the people I've been oppressing all day to see me cowardly, if I can't get hard in the future, who can I turn to?"

Jing Ze violently pulled Qu Jingshen's arm: "Come on, I don't want you to look like I'm worthless. Let's go, I'll kneel down and beg him when you leave."

Jing Ze exerted so much strength that Qu Jingshen's wrist turned red immediately.He couldn't stand still, staggered to the edge of the table, and hissed unconsciously.

Jing Ze wanted to stretch out his hand to rub him, but he stopped abruptly in mid-air: "Fuck...why are you so stupid? Go fast, so you don't get caught up in my eyes here."

Jian Mingyue's mood stabilized a bit, he stared at Qu Jingshen and Jing Ze's every move expressionlessly and said, "No one wants to leave, just wait here for him."

Jian Ming put away his gun, "Brother Jing, I'm sorry, I lost control of my emotions just now."

Jing Ze looked at his increasingly pale face and said nothing.He hurriedly pulled Qu Jingshen over and said, "Where did you touch it? Does it hurt? Let me see." Jing Ze rolled up Qu Jingshen's trouser legs without any explanation.

Sure enough, there was a big piece of green there, Jing Ze rubbed it lightly for him, and said in a low voice, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, alas, you said you were stubborn, you said you didn't want to come."

Qu Jingshen ignored Jing Ze, he stared at Jian Mingyue intently.Jian Mingyue leaned into the sofa with a sullen face, and compared to usual, he was completely two people.For some reason, Qu Jingshen saw exhaustion and helplessness on his young face.

Qu Jing took Jing Ze's hand deeply and forcibly stopped the movement of his hand.He took the notebook and wrote: "Tell me more about your brother, okay?"

Jing Ze snorted: "What do you want to know, just ask him when we meet later, why ask me?"

Qu Jingshen wrote: "I want to hear how you grew up so big, can't you?"

Jing Ze said in a low voice: "When I get back, I'll hug you and talk to you on the bed. I'll listen to you for as long as I want, and I'll make sure it's enough."

In fact, Jing Ze didn't really want to mention his own upbringing experience, compared with Jing Sen, it is simply a negative teaching material for bad children.In the third grade of elementary school, his mother followed suit and enrolled him in a brush class. On the first day, he drew a turtle on the back of the little girl in front of him.That's not all, he also wrote two words crookedly on the tortoise shell: bastard.The little girl cried for hours and never dared to go again after that.Later, he also did something a hundred times more serious than this, and Jing Sen scolded him that the mud could not support the wall.He scolded Jing Sen for being insidious, cunning, and double-faced, doing one thing to the face and another to the back.

Qu Jing took a deep look at Jian Mingyue who was still expressionless, and said to Jing Ze in a hoarse voice, "Say...I...stop...listen..."

Jing Ze said generously: "Since you can't walk, and sitting is boring, then I will explain it to you."

Qu Jingshen knew that this was a rare opportunity to get to know Jingze, although Jingze said that he would tell him enough in the future.It's like tearing open a slit in an intact bag, and the overlapping hours slowly flow out.Some people are almost morbidly obsessed with the past, and the knots that cannot be untied will form calluses in the bottom of their hearts, and they will never let go, but later they become dull and the pain no longer exists.

Jian Mingyue sat on the sofa with her knees folded, and the gun was placed beside her.The heavy curtains covered the bright lights outside, and there was a lot of traffic. At this time, he was like a lonely boy.

Jingze was playing with coins in his hand, and the corners of his mouth were slightly twitching, as if he was smiling, but he didn't seem to be.He said: "Do you know why I like men... The first time I saw the live-action scene was Jing Sen and a man who often came to my house to play." Not at home.Coincidentally that day, I forgot to take out the newly bought game disk.Jing Ze reluctantly turned back home to get it, and when he opened the door, he saw two intertwined naked and naked bodies on the sofa.

Of course, the one who used to come to his house to play never came again.At that time, he said, Jing Sen, you are so shameless, playing with the handles below.Jing Sen dressed unhurriedly, with the same expression on his face as usual.

When Jingze thought of it at this moment, he couldn't help but click his tongue: "The guy who ate everything without spit out his bones, when he was in the third year of university, a student who was two grades younger than him made a fuss to commit suicide for him. I asked him, if you don’t want to get along with him, don’t recruit him at first. Guess what he said? He said, since liking me makes him suffer so much, then forget it.”

Qu Jingshen wrote: "What happened later?"

Jing Ze frowned: "I didn't see him bring anyone with him afterward. He was quite depressed for a while, and he smelled of alcohol when he came home at night." Jing Ze unbuttoned a few shirt buttons, exposing his collarbone : "This is what was left from fighting with him during that time."

Qu Jing raised her eyes and saw that there was a thin cut, as long as her little finger. Although the scab had already formed, she could see that it must have hurt at that time.Qu Jingshen reached out and touched it. He had seen it before, but he had no chance to ask.

Jing Ze smiled wryly: "Didn't I flush his broken chain down the toilet? I'm fucking Bai kindly helping him clean up his messy clothes!"

It seems that once some emotions are torn apart, it is like a dike that has been washed away. It cannot be blocked, and it can only wait for it to heal slowly by itself.Jing Ze didn't dare to think about what happened that night anymore, Jing Sen held him down like crazy and beat him to death, even using a knife.Jing Sen didn't wake up until Jing Ze's chest was covered with blood.

Jing Ze had never seen the excellent Jing Sen so out of control, he lay on the ground crying suppressedly, covering his eyes with his arms.Jing Ze remembered very clearly that there were three smoke scars on his arm, which had already scabbed over, and the scabs were a little black.

At this time, Jian Mingyue suddenly took a sip of the cold coffee on the table, it was sour and astringent, sticking to his lips and tongue.

Jing Ze clenched his hand into a fist and let go, repeated many times before he sighed heavily.He asked Qu Jingshen: "Rabbit, if you suddenly disappear one day, will I also go crazy?"

Qu Jingshen grabbed Jingze's hand and held it tightly.Losing someone you loved with all your heart is indeed a heartbreaking thing.Time is really a good thing, and it gradually washes away the whereabouts of the past without knowing it.

Jing Ze said to Jian Mingyue: "Do you think it's interesting to go on like this? I don't believe that a director of the Land Management Bureau is so generous that he can let his son carry a gun with him." There was only silence waiting for Jing Ze.

Jing Ze slammed the table hard: "Damn it!..." It was a long road with no end in sight, and looking back, there was no twists and turns.Those gullies seem to be buried in my heart, so trivial that they are so inconspicuous.

No one asked for dinner, time passed quickly, Qu Jingshen turned her head and looked at the clock on the wall, it was still a quarter to twelve.Jing Ze leaned listlessly on the sofa, and after a while slowly rubbed against Qu Jingshen's side, rubbing against his neck.

Qu Jing wanted to stretch out her hand to separate him, but accidentally touched his forehead, which was scorching hot.Jing Ze leaned into his ear and muttered: "Baby, I'll sleep for a while, if he bullies you with a gun again, he will use me to block the hole..."

It was originally a joke, but Qu Jingshen felt sweet in her heart.He has no shortage of love stories about Jing Ze, he just really wants to know how such a vajra living treasure grows.He bullied his classmates when he was a child, and he bullied his wife when he grew up.Then if you raise a child in the future, you can't be treated as a humanoid toy by him?It turns out that I thought so far before I knew it.

Jian Mingyue has been sitting in one position for a long time, her legs are so numb that she hardly feels it.He checked the time, it was twelve o'clock.He wanted to put his legs flat, but accidentally knocked off the pistol beside him.He leaned over to pick it up, and carefully played with it in his hand.

Jing Ze said: "It's a small portable pistol, you can't get it if you don't have any connections."

Jian Mingyue looked up at him, eyes full of sadness: "Can you call him? I'm hungry."

It was very strange to say this without beginning or end.But Jing Ze understood: "He wants to come, he will come sooner or later. If you don't want to come, it's useless to wait a lifetime."

Qu Jing felt that it was impossible for Jingze to say this, so he looked at Jingze in surprise.Jing Ze said, "Honey, am I a man?"

Jian Jianyue stretched out his hand and snorted to his face, and there were faint water marks on the pistol.

It was past one o'clock in the morning when Jing Sen arrived, and Le Yutao went to play with his classmates, and he came alone.A black spring trench coat was on her hands, and the cuffs of the shirt were rolled up to a third of the way.

Jing Ze glanced at him indifferently and said, "I thought there was an air crash."

Jing Sen still had the same cold face and paralyzed face, he looked at Jing Ze and said, "It turns out that there is still no improvement."

Jing Ze smiled bluntly, and refused to let him say a word: "You have made progress." He muttered to Jian Ming more and more: "Here, I'm leaving, I'm going to be trapped to death!"

Jing Sen said, "Mingyue, you..."

Jing Sen frowned, and swallowed back the words that came to his lips.Jing Ze said to Qu Jingshen in a low voice: "Rabbit, look quickly, I'm betting on a box of safes and condoms, and I will never see Jing Sen like this again in this life..."

Jian Mingyue said, "How are you doing?" His hoarse voice made him feel strange.He wiped the tears from his face and cursed, "I'll fuck you!"

Jing Sen still had the same expression, showing no signs of happiness or anger: "Let them go back first, after so many years of delay, they should make it clear."

Jian Mingyue didn't know which sentence stimulated him, and he went crazy again!He fired a shot at the roof, knocking out a chandelier.Fragments fell one after another and covered the ground. "No one wants to leave, and you!..."

Jian Mingyue pointed the muzzle of the black hole at Qu Jingshen: "Don't you understand it very well!...Then tell me, why do I love him so much? Tell me! Say..."

Jing Ze quickly blocked Qu Jingshen behind him, and pressed his gun to his heart: "This is love, entanglement and possession will only push yourself to a desperate situation, life is better than death."

Jing Sen looked at the debris all over the floor, and forcefully pulled Jian Mingyue's hand off: "Ming Yue, it's been so many years, let it go, he will be sad."

Hearing this sentence, Jian Mingyue was so trembling that he could hardly hold the gun, he yelled: "I love you, then and now, why don't you understand?! A Sen, let's start from the beginning, okay? I haven't had a good few years..."

Jian Jianyue burst into tears like rain, her hand was already scratched with small wounds by glass shards.Somewhere in Jing Sen's heart seemed to be pinched severely, there was no blood, only pain.He hugged the concise and thin body in his arms: "Ming Yue, I feel very uncomfortable when you are like this." Jing Sen once thought about trying to start over with him, but he couldn't.He really loves Jianyue, and knows that Jianyue loves him very much, but that is no longer love, only mutual torture.

Jian Mingyue hugged him fiercely and didn't let go, and kept saying: "A Sen, we can do it. Really, try again, or don't you regret it if you just pass the rest of your life?" Jian Mingyue never asked for it. People, only Jing Sen.Don't forget to mention that if you can't let go, it doesn't matter how many people you have slept with.

Qu Jing watched this scene quietly from behind Jingze, he seemed to be able to guess their previous stories, but he seemed to have no way of knowing.

Jing Sen slowly opened Jian Mingyue's arm that was holding him, and said, "Mingyue, you haven't changed, have you? You always like to make fun of the people around you and take your anger out on them."

Jian Ming looked at him blankly: "I can change it, really, I didn't mean to make fun of your brother, really really..."

Jing Sen helped him to sit on the sofa, and said to the servant who had been standing beside him indifferently: "Go and call your master, he is so emotional, it's not good."

Jing Ze looked at Jing Sen with a complicated expression, and Jing Sen pointed to his head: "He's not doing well here."

Only then did Qu Jingshen hand over the words she had written long ago to Jing Sen: "Is it schizophrenia?"

Jing Sen nodded, looking at the scar on Jian Mingyue's wrist, he frowned tightly.He forgot how long ago it happened. He didn't believe it when he knew that Jian Mingyue was confused with others, and he had quarreled many times because of this matter.Later, when he saw him sleeping with someone else, he made up his mind to break up with him.Jing Sen is not a procrastination person, he is completely broken.He scratched his heart and lungs in pain for a few days, and then Jian Jianyue disappeared suddenly, and never bothered him again.Later, the school suddenly reported that a junior student committed suicide for him.

Only Jing Sen knew in his heart that the suicide was real, but it was not a junior student.At that time, his family was quite powerful, and Jian's family didn't dare to punish him to death, so they could only deal with it like this, which was regarded as a warning.Since then, Jian Mingyue has disappeared.Later, he asked someone about it, and he knew that the other party was not in good spirits and had been recovering from illness.

The more concise the skeleton, the smaller the skeleton. As for the current information, it is probably re-edited.Jing Sen thought that the more Jian Jian would forget him, the more he would have memories from the age of 17. As for the previous ones, maybe it would be better to forget him.

Jing Ze saw that Jing Sen's expression was not very good, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, are you alright?"

Jing Sen shook his head, the past intertwined, always staying at the time when Jian Jianyue was 17 years old.Forward is love and pain, and backward is blank.A whole life seems to be broken into two parts, one part lives before the age of 17, regretting the old things.Some of them live after the age of 17, stubbornly thinking that some mistakes can be made up and life can start again.

Jing Sen hugged Jian Mingyue, if he was going to wake up at dawn, then he should sleep for a while before dawn.But Jing Sen knew in his heart that he just missed those days a little bit.

Concise and quieter, but the frown has not been relaxed for a long time.

Qu Jingshen wrote to Jing Ze: "Actually, he knows what he is doing. Alas, it's quite uncomfortable. Let's not blame him, okay?"

Jing Ze said, "I don't envy Jing Sen any more."

Not long after, the owner of the cafe came out.It was a man in his 30s, with an average appearance, but a calm and experienced temperament.He nodded to Jing Sen, Jing Sen stood up and whispered to him: "Take him away, don't let him stay here."

Song Wei nodded and smiled at Jingze: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry about this incident."

Jing Ze looked at the mess in the room, Jian Mingyue became like that again, he nodded to accept the apology.Song Wei said to Jing Sen: "I just want him to give up. Originally, the doctor said that he was almost healed. Who knew that he would be like this again when he remembered the past."

Song Wei helped Jian Mingyue up, and whispered in his ear: "Mingyue, let's go, it's time to sleep, are you hungry?"

Jian Mingyue let him stand up, and when he passed by Jing Sen, he whispered: "Goodbye..."

Song Wei half hugged him and left, Jing Sen raised his hand to cover his face.After this farewell, there will probably be no chance of seeing each other again.It turned out that after flying for more than ten hours and trekking through thousands of mountains and rivers, I came to hear him say goodbye.

Jing Ze patted him on the shoulder: "Thank you for helping me deal with this matter, it was all caused by me."

Jing Sen didn't say a word, put on his coat silently and said, "Let's go, I'm still going to find Tao Tao. You guys should go back to sleep too."

The wind was very cold in the early morning, so Jing Sen didn't call Le Yutao, nor did he hail a taxi.He walked aimlessly, letting the wind raise his windbreaker, as if blowing away the past many years ago.He wanted to light a cigarette, but the lighter couldn't catch fire no matter what.He thinks what he misses is not the simplicity, but the years of love and pain.But it can never go back.

Although the past has been sealed, the old fireworks are now shining in the neon lights of the night.