[Shen Wang] Banana deer

The thick cloth curtain cuts off the cold wind, and not even half of the sun can penetrate.

Opening the curtain and walking through the small door that is not wide, it is a scene of another bustling scene.

The sweat was steaming, and the voice was loud.

In the small, dark and stuffy room, the gamblers stood shoulder to shoulder, surrounded by large gaming tables, the tabletops were painted mottled, greasy and shiny.

Every pair of scarlet eyes was fixed on the dice cup on the table, and the bright dice were put in and rattled.Until it was opened, it still exuded the glow of hope. After it was opened, some people went to heaven and some went to hell.

This little dice has such a fascinating charm.It only tells people to give up their wealth and affection, and turn them into heartless and loveless walking dead.

An old man with gray beard and hair was huddling in the crowd, his eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes that almost fell to the ground, fine beads of sweat ooze from the corner of his forehead, and a larger one was condensing along his old face with thousands of holes slide down.

Those glowing eyes were so greedy that they never left the bright dice cup for a moment. When the dice cup was turned on, the light suddenly dimmed, and his face became almost dead, gray and black and stiff.Then he watched helplessly that a piece of broken silver on the table in front of him was taken away, his scorching eyes almost melted that piece of silver.

When the old man was thrown out of the casino, he was no different from a dead dog.

In a place like a casino, of course, people who have no money are not people, but dogs, with their tails between their legs, slumping away.

The old man's dead gray eyeballs turned like clay sculptures and wood carvings. He was lifeless. He lay on the ground for a while before struggling to get up. The curtain was thick and heavy, and there was resentment and unwillingness in the reluctance.

But in the end, the old man still had no choice but to leave resentfully. He hung his head and walked for a while, and saw a young man in blue clothes standing not far in front of him. It seemed that another spark had been thrown into his dead eyes. Vigorously alive.Three steps at a time, rushed to the young man, grabbed the hem of his clothes tightly, and said eagerly: "Po'er, hurry up, give me the money."

The blue-clothed boy's expression was as cold as ice. Seeing the old man rushing forward, he didn't even twitch his brows. He just took out a money bag from his pocket. , the old man looked straight.

The young man was not in a hurry, he just clattered the money bag in his palm, his eyes didn't seem to be on the old man at all, and his voice was cold, "This is the monthly salary I paid in advance for the second half of the year, don't come to me again." There was little change in his facial expression. After speaking, he turned his palms over and let the bag of silver fall straight to the ground.

The old man saw nothing but the bag of silver, and hurriedly bent over to grab it, like a very hungry dog ​​seeing a meat bun, regardless of whether the meat bun has rolled into the mud or not.

It wasn't until the silver bag was in his hand that he looked up with eyes full of light, but the young man had already walked away quickly, without even a trace of his back.

Standing in the wind, the old man muttered, "Po'er", the emotion in his eyes no longer distinguishes between joy and sorrow.

The boy in blue turned the corner and saw a person.

Someone he really didn't want to meet.

The man was standing ten steps away from him, the light in his eyes seemed to have penetrated him, making it impossible for him to avoid him, so he had to face him naked, this feeling is always disturbing.

The corner of the blue-clothed boy's cold mouth twitched slightly, his footsteps were slightly stagnant, he wanted to stop but he didn't, he just followed his inertia and took three more steps forward.

During these three steps, his thoughts changed sharply, he thought a lot, and made a decision.Soon, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he calmed down again, even his eyes were filled with arrogance.

The boy in blue smiled and said: "Xu Butou, we meet again."

Xu Changshui's eyes were serious, and he sighed: "Guard Song, people always have helplessness in this world. Although you encounter difficulties, you should not take the wrong path."

This time, Song Po couldn't show any more smiles, his fear and hesitation pierced the arrogance in his eyes instantly like a sharp needle.

Seeing that his face had changed, Xu Changshui said again: "Actually, you don't have to worry. I didn't expose it last night, so naturally I will never make things difficult for you, but I just want to give you some advice."

Song Po's expression changed, and finally turned into a cold slump, "I knew a long time ago that even if the prince doesn't pursue it, I can't hide it from you."

Xu Changshui said: "Although the lord has never heard your testimony, you have too many flaws. Only one of the ten guards was a witness that night, which is enough to explain the problem. Don't you think you can hide it from the lord?" "

Song Po sighed: "The prince is broad-minded, so I have no face to stay in the palace."

Xu Changshui was silent for a while, and said, "Brother Song, what are your plans for the future?"

Song Poxuan raised his eyebrows and said: "The world is so big, is there no room for me?"

Xu Changshui cupped his fists and said, "Brother Song cherishes himself."

Song Po also cupped his fists to say goodbye, with a faint smile on his face.

Just as Xu Changshui turned the corner of the street, Song Po's smile suddenly turned cold, and a sharp needle made of ice seemed to shoot out of his eyes, piercing the warm afternoon light.

Shen Lang has been waiting for Wang Lianhua in the Laifu Inn for two days, and he hasn't even stepped out of the room door.

In fact, he was not completely waiting for Wang Lianhua.

If one pins one's hopes on someone like Wang Lianhua, one is afraid that many times one will be like a fish swimming in a pot and end up at the end of the road.

During these two days, a person was also waiting for him outside the inn.

Shen Lang wanted to see this person, but also didn't want to see him.

He didn't want to see this person, just because Wang Lianhua asked him the question the day before yesterday, he thought about it countless times, but still couldn't give a perfect answer.

Shen Lang was originally a person who was so confident that he was somewhat arrogant. He stood taller than others, saw deeper than others, and could clearly see the truth that others couldn't see clearly, so he was sure of winning.Even that lazy, casual smile was nothing more than an expression of his absolute confidence.

He couldn't see it clearly.

At this moment, it was the hour of You, and the dusk was falling. The man was lurking in the dark alley not far from the entrance of the Laifu Inn. His cat-like eyes shone brighter and brighter in the night.

Shen Lang finally walked to the lobby of the inn. With his usual peaceful smile, he found a table and settled down. He called the waiter and asked for the top ten altars of Zhuyeqing.

The shop clerk stared round, and looked at him in disbelief, "Guest officer, have you drank so much by yourself?"

Shen Lang said with a smile: "My friend is a good drinker."

The waiter looked around, wondering, "Where is your friend?"

"He'll be here soon."

As soon as Shen Lang finished speaking, hearty laughter rang out from outside the door, a figure flashed in, with a vigorous figure, like a fish swimming, and sat down opposite Shen Lang in an instant.

The man was dressed casually, only wearing a short sheepskin jacket, with the skirt open, not afraid of the late autumn cold, but with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a radiant look, and a hearty smile, quite heroic.

Shen Lang watched him sit down, slapped the mud seal off the wine jar, and brought the wine jar to the man.

The man was not polite, took it over, poured most of the altar down in one breath, and praised: "Good wine!"

Shen Lang smiled slightly, "Brother Cat, please stay safe."

Panda laughed and said: "We finally met again. Shen Lang, if you don't come down again, I will definitely go up and kick your door down with my own feet."

Shen Lang laughed and said, "I don't know why Brother Mao is looking for me so urgently."

Panda frowned, as if he heard a very strange sentence, "You actually asked me why you ran away without a word and disappeared for two years. Qi Qi has been looking for you, don't you know?"

Shen Lang sighed: "Why should she do this?"

Panda Er said: "Shen Lang, I don't understand you anymore. I thought that after Da Mo came back, I could drink the wedding wine of the two of you. Who knew that I didn't drink the wedding wine, but I wanted to drink the wind."

Shen Lang smiled and said: "Although I didn't invite you to drink wedding wine, I didn't invite you to drink wind either."

The panda sighed: "Okay, I did drink the wind voluntarily. But, can you tell me why you left quietly for two years, and what were you thinking?"

Shen Lang asked back: "I don't know what Brother Cat is referring to?"

Panda'er couldn't help staring, and said: "Of course it's your marriage with Qiqi, when do you plan to go back to Zhujiazhuang to marry Qiqi?"

Shen Lang sighed, "What about Brother Cat?"

There was no beginning or end to these words, and Panda was stunned, "What are you talking about?"

"Brother Mao's devotion to Qi Qi, isn't it also touching."

The panda was furious, and he slapped the table, "Shen Lang, it's useless for me to call you brother and brother, and you slander me like this."

Shen Lang quickly grabbed him and said: "Brother Cat misunderstood, it's not what you think."

The panda was puzzled and said, "Then what do you mean?"

Shen Lang pulled him back to his seat and asked, "If I ask Brother Cat a question, can Brother Cat answer it frankly?"

"How can I, Panda, hide it from you, Shen Lang?"

"If it's possible, would you like to marry Qiqi?" Panda Er was surprised at first, and after a long silence, he murmured: "I would like to."

Shen Lang asked again: "It seems that Brother Cat really likes Qiqi."

Panda differentiated again: "But my kind of liking is not that kind of liking, that is, this kind of liking is different, oops."

The more he talked, the more chaotic he became, and he couldn't even figure out what he was talking about, so he had to shut up in the end.

Shen Lang sighed and said: "Why do you have to explain? Others don't understand you, but I must understand. You like Qiqi, not because you want to possess her, but because in your heart, everything is for her happiness and happiness." Happy. As long as she is happy, you will be happy, as long as she is happy, you will be satisfied. This kind of feeling is the most passionate. I just saw you, and I feel more and more ashamed."

Panda'er just sat still without saying a word, Shen Lang's words shocked his heart very much, because since he liked Zhu Qiqi, he knew very well that Zhu Qiqi only had Shen Lang in his heart, even if he No matter how hard he tried, it was futile, so he buried this love deeply in his heart, but as a "brother", he guarded his sister.

Qiqi wanted to marry Shen Lang, so he tried his best to get Shen Lang back for her.

As Shen Lang said, Qi Qi's happiness and joy are his happiness and joy.

As soon as he saw Qiqi, he forgot himself.

Panda was silent for a while, then sighed: "But what's the point of you talking about it now?"

Shen Lang said: "Actually, I just don't know what to say, just because when I knew that I was going to marry Qiqi, I hesitated."

"why hesitate"

"Me." Shen Lang didn't know how to continue, and after a moment of silence, he said: "Perhaps, she still doesn't understand me well enough."

Panda sighed: "Shen Lang, Shen Lang, you have such a delicate heart, not to mention Zhu Qiqi, is there any woman in the world who can really understand you?"

Shen Lang didn't speak any more, just filled the wine glass by himself and sipped slowly.

Panda stared at him, but from that calm face like water, who could tell what he was thinking?I could only sigh: "No matter what, you should tell Qi Qi yourself. She must be here soon."

Shen Lang's eyes flickered, and he sighed, "What if I don't want to see her?"

Panda shook his head and said resolutely, "You must see it."

Shen Lang smiled, and lowered his eyes to focus on the cup of light green bamboo leaves in his hand.

The two stopped talking, and the atmosphere was slightly awkward.

Panda'er hadn't seen Shen Lang for two years, but when they reunited this time, he felt that this Shen Lang was different from the Shen Lang in his memory.Still the same calm, still the same smart and wise, but like a secluded pool, more and more unfathomable and elusive.

This silent and awkward atmosphere was going to drive Panda crazy, but what Shen Lang said before that he liked Zhu Qiqi also made him confused, so he had to drink one after another. In a short while, ten jars of wine It's already halfway there.

Shen Lang didn't even finish the small cup.

In the sound of drinking, Shen Lang suddenly called out in the direction of the inn door, "Qiqi".

Panda hugged the wine jar and looked back, but there was not even half a person. When he turned around, Shen Lang had already floated to the door like a gust of wind.

Panda exclaimed, "Shen Lang, you", with all his strength in his hand, the wine jar was thrown out, flying straight towards Shen Lang's back heart.

Shen Lang didn't turn his head back, but only listened to the sound of tigers and tigers, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, his steps were a little slow, and he hooked his left hand backwards, and the one-foot-high wine jar floated into the sky like a fallen leaf being blown by the wind. It fell on the ground leisurely again, and most of the altar of wine did not spill a drop.

When the wine jar fell to the ground, Shen Langren had gone away, and only the sentence "Brother Cat, there will be a time later." seemed to be still echoing in the air.

Panda didn't know whether to chase or not to chase for a moment, he just froze in place like a log.

When Zhu Qiqi entered the inn, Panda had just finished drinking the last jar of Zhuyeqing.

She was dressed in a pink gauze dress, flying in like a beautiful butterfly, and her first sentence was, "Where's Shen Lang?"

Of course Shen Lang had already left.

Panda'er didn't know how to explain it, he was not clumsy with his tongue, but in front of Zhu Qiqi, his tongue always tied up, "Shen Lang, Shen Lang, was still here just now."

Panda's face was blushing, and it took him a long time to answer.

"What about now? Where did he go?" Zhu Qiqi asked, her blue eyes filled with anticipation.

"He, he's already gone." Panda Er replied humbly.

Zhu Qiqi exclaimed: "Why, why did he leave?"

Panda Er sighed: "Perhaps, he is not ready to meet you yet."

Zhu Qiqi was stunned for a moment, and ripples appeared in his watery eyes, almost breaking his eyelids, "Could it be that he doesn't want to see me?"

Seeing that she was about to cry, Panda Er hastily comforted her, "Maybe he suddenly has something to do."

Between Zhu Qiqi's drooping eyes, tears fell to the ground, "Why do you continue to comfort me like this, if he wanted to see me, he would have come to me in the past two years."

"He... You know that he has always been busy with a lot of business, busy with martial arts justice, busy with justice, I will definitely help you find him back."

"Thank you, big brother." Zhu Qiqi smiled sadly, like a jasmine fluttering in the wind and rain, so fragile that it was unbearable, only to see the panda's mind fluttered, and hurriedly said: "You don't need to worry, I have arranged it before Fifty brothers are hiding all over the city, and wherever he goes, we will know where he is."