This little thief is named Su

It is more than enough for the car to catch up with the taxi. When the taxi stopped in the rental area in the back alley of South Street, Gu Heng and Chang Simin's car followed. Looking at this industrial rental area that seemed to have been abandoned for a long time, Gu Heng just frowned, silently looking at the building covered in white outside the window.

When the two got out of the car, they happened to see the driver pulling Guan Shuo and yelling something loudly. Due to the distance, they could only hear words like money. Shuo gritted his teeth and struggled desperately. He looked at the driver and said that he had no money.

Maybe he was caught by the other party, the driver let go of Guan Shuo's hands in pain, and was relieved. Guan Shuo immediately ran forward like a mouse that had been freed. Seeing that the driver was about to catch up again, Chang Simin had no choice but to quickly step forward and hand in money to settle the matter.

Stopping the pace of the driver and Chang Simin, Gu Heng followed up alone. While walking, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"How things are going"

"Ah, very good"

Guan Shuo coughed vigorously while running, clutching the wound on his chest that seemed to be torn, and went straight to the wasteland mixed with the rented room, stepping on the white snow, leaving a series of shallow footprints, the wind was cold and the snow was cold , Guan Shuo could hardly stand it anymore, but he still gritted his teeth and wanted to crawl over.

The wasteland was already covered with snow, Guan Shuo's eyes were filled with sorrow, he knelt down on a certain ground, and stretched out his hands to dig the snow on the ground.

Snowflakes fell densely and densely, and landed on Guan Shuo's body and his thin clothes, some of which gradually turned into water stains. His soft hair that had been dyed back to black was covered with white snow, as if it had been covered with snow all winter. There was a hard layer of frost on the eyelashes. Guan Shuo desperately planed to remove the layer of white snow on the ground, but found that he could not finish. on the ground.

Looking up at the dilapidated rented houses immersed in the snow, Guan Shuo suddenly felt pain in his heart. He lowered his head to look for the place where he buried the stray cat, but found that he couldn't find it.

Not only the wound on his chest was hurting, but his stomach was also tormenting him like a knife. Guan Shuo felt that his whole body was cold and painful. He was like a frozen animal in the snow. When he moved, he felt that the skin on his whole body was almost chapped. , almost oozing blood.

Looking at the vast white wasteland ahead, Guan Shuo suddenly felt terrified. He looked at the place that couldn't be dug out, looked at his stiff and cold fingers, and suddenly felt terrified.

I don't even want the cat anymore.

Dad left him and Mom.

Mom doesn't want herself either.

He only had the cat, only the cat, but the cat was dead, it was dead, and he buried it with his own hands, but he couldn't find the place where he buried it.

His cat must be cold, it must be cold when it snows.

However, he couldn't find it.

He can't find it anymore.

Snowflakes swirled and fell in front of his eyes, turning pale. Guan Shuo felt that he really hated winter, it was so cold, so pale, and so long.

The wound and the pain in his stomach made Guan Shuo almost out of breath on the spot. He didn't know whether to cover his chest or his stomach. His hands seemed to be numb from the cold.

Covered in snow all over his body, Guan Shuo almost became a snowman. He looked ahead with fear, but suddenly his eyes became hot. Falling, falling into the snow where no one could see it, the warm liquid made my cheeks sting a little.

Shrinking his body, Guan Shuo tried his best to hug himself with his hands that were almost torn apart by the cold, and then in a field of ice and snow, he suddenly burst into tears.

His cry was filled with infinite grief, like a little beast that lost everything and couldn't find its way home. The cry echoed in the wasteland, but no one could hear it.

Guan Shuo was crying for no reason.

Crying loudly in the howling cold wind, Guan Shuo didn't know that Gu Heng, who was standing not far away, seemed to have been stabbed so hard that even his heart was dug out.

He looked at Guan Shuo who was crying bitterly, his canthus cracked.

Everything seemed to collapse at this moment, turning into ashes and passing away with the wind.

Guan Shuo had never been so cowardly and incompetent as he is now. Guan Shuo couldn't restrain his emotions. He looked at the gray sky, tears still dripping down.

But when he was crying, a warm windbreaker suddenly appeared on his body at this moment. Someone was slowly approaching. Guan Shuo caught a glimpse of those slender legs, buried his face in the windbreaker, and turned to lean on those legs. , letting the tears rage on his face.

The man half-kneeled on the ground, and then hugged Guan Shuo into his arms. Guan Shuo's body was cold and stiff, which made the man feel surprised for a while, so he could only hug him vigorously, conveying warmth.

Guan Shuo didn't raise his head to look at the other person's face, but his heart-piercing crying gradually weakened, leaving only unstoppable tears. The man hugged him tightly, but Guan Shuo felt even more sad. She buried her face in the warm arms of the other party, and then hugged him tightly, as if pulling a life-saving straw.

The fragility of the young man was completely exposed in front of him, Gu Heng couldn't help but hugged him into his arms, couldn't help reaching out to stroke his black hair, and couldn't help kissing his forehead.

Snowflakes fell between his lips, and it was icy cold. Gu Heng patted his back lightly, wiping away the warm tears for him. Guan Shuo never spoke, but kept crying.

He is really tired.

Such a life has already been scarred.

He couldn't say the word tired before, but now he really feels physically and mentally exhausted.

Snowflakes surrounded the two of them, Guan Shuo looked at the vast expanse of whiteness in front of him, and curled his body into Gu Heng's arms even more, he suddenly smiled, the smile with tears was chilling.

"Gu Heng."

"I'm here."

Stretching out his hand to hold his cold hand that was about to crack, Gu Heng could wrap his slender hands with one hand. He just felt that these hands seemed to be unconscious, which made him feel uncomfortable in his heart.

Guan Shuo laughed again, he closed his eyes, tears rolled down, his head became dizzy for a while, as if he was going to leave at this moment.

Go far, far away.

Go where he can't reach.

There was a whistling cold wind in his ears, mixed with the icy cold air, Guan Shuo felt very tired all over his body, the pain from the wound and the pain in his stomach made him lose the strength to support himself, he put all his body The weight was on Gu Heng.

In the dead silence, he seemed to hear it.

Someone is talking, Gu Heng is talking.

He said.

Guan Shuo, I'm sorry.

Gu Heng brought him back into the car, and the heater was turned on to warm his icy body. Guan Shuo opened his eyes amidst the warmth. In the quiet carriage, he almost curled up in Gu Heng's arms, but the other party took the cotton from his feet and wrapped his feet in his arms at will, so he suddenly felt an unbelievable warmth.

Looking up at the other party, he found that Gu Heng was looking straight at him, and he had lost the seductiveness of the past. Guan Shuo couldn't get rid of the charming smile, he was just a little surprised, his black eyes were calm, like a mirror, Incomparably beautiful and crystal clear.

Wrapping himself tightly in the windbreaker and blanket, Gu Heng just touched his hand, then frowned, "It's still cold."

"It's not hot." Guan Shuo's eyes were slightly red and swollen after crying, but now he smiled with a deep meaning, which made people fall into it, "I'm used to it, it's like this in winter."

their dialogue.

Just like between lovers.

Well, the truth is, he doesn't know.

I don't know whether to leave his arms or stay here, but Gu Heng seems to have seen through his thoughts, and hugged him even tighter with both hands. He still stretched out his hands to wrap around his cold hands. After a long time, the deep voice came from the top. Come.

"Guan Shuo, I want you to meet someone."

Startled, before asking who it was, Gu Heng knocked on the car door, and the door of the car was opened, and the cold wind gushed in, so Gu Heng blocked his whole body, covering his body. those chills.

Looking out of the car with exposed eyes, Guan Shuo saw two big men in black pressing a thinly dressed man standing by the car door not far from the car. The man's face was blue from the cold, his legs were forced Kneeling in the snow, the biting cold made him shiver, he could only breathe out the heat desperately to warm his stiff hands.

Seeing the man, Guan Shuo was suddenly stunned, and two seconds later, his emotions suddenly intensified, his eyes were mixed with entanglement and hatred, more panic and pain, his calm heart was once again turbulent, he bit Grinding his teeth, his face was as pale as paper, and even his breathing was so short that he couldn't breathe. He clenched his hands tightly, and even broke away from Gu Heng's tight grip.

Looking at him with eyes filled with deep panic, Guan Shuo wanted to say something but couldn't say anything, but Gu Heng believed that the other party's hoarse throat must have locked up a lot of grievances and pains. He rolled his throat and found that Guan Shuo began to struggle excitedly, wanting to get off his body, he hurriedly held the other party down and comforted him softly.

"It's okay, it's okay, Guan Shuo, I'm here, trust me"

Guan Shuo's restless mood still couldn't be calmed down easily. After experiencing so many things in the past, the seductive and passionate young man was brought into the painful past by himself with the scars all over his body. Cut like a knife, as if blaming myself for not letting him see the man.

He seemed to be saying that he would rather hate him, beat him, scold him and abandon him than torture him in this way.

Gu Heng stretched out his hand to pat him on the back to express his comfort, but Guan Shuo's suppressed tears suddenly burst again at this moment, he bit his lower lip, preferring to bleed rather than let out a sob.

He was obviously in so much pain that he could suffocate to death when touching the past.

Why do you still treat him like this.

Why not make him feel better.

He is really tired.