berlin rose

14

The knock on the door rang in my ears, as if the bell from hell heralded the bottomless abyss, Xichi sat up, the knuckles holding the mobile phone suppressed the whitening, and there was no blood.

He glanced at the chat interface as if holding out his last hope - still no reply.

Xi Chi laughed at himself and pulled the corners of his mouth, tried his best to straighten the falling arc, and threw the phone aside.

On the so-called endless road of redemption, he has always walked alone.

When his eyes glanced at a bottle of perfume on the bedside table, his self-satisfaction became more obvious.

After picking it up, Xi Chi paused for a moment, and finally put it back in its original place, brushing his thumb lightly on the label.

"nun"

The meaning of the perfume "Nun" is a poem, and Nishichi is so familiar with it that he can almost recite it backwards:

Every saint has a dark secret

Seduction in the name of abstinence

Every sinner has a spotless future

The noble and flawless purple grows in the mud

The role identity of the nun, mysterious and seductive

...This is not me.However, I am not a woman, nor am I abstinent.

It's just that the accusation of "doing the best thing" is completely confirmed.

15

Jiang Die was silent for a while after reading the message from Xichi.

He had only occasionally heard him talk about things when he was very young, but he didn't mention anything about things when he was a little older.

It is impossible for Xichi to understand that the wound will never be cured if the wound is covered with rot and pus, and it can only be cured by carefully peeling it off.

Is it because you don't trust yourself and don't want to show it, or because the wound is too big, it will be counterproductive to peel off the cover?

When the lines of words were read into his eyes, the deadly pain lurking in the words of peace was conveyed completely, like a needle sharpened by time, poking at the softest piece of flesh in his heart.

"I want to help you."

Jiang Die typed and sent it without hesitation, but he himself felt a little deceiving himself.If you want to leave that kind of place, I'm afraid it's not just a matter of money.But he still wanted to give him a hand.

For a long time, Xichi didn't reply.

Very late, when Jiang Die was looking at the information sent to his mailbox by his father's subordinates, a special reminder sounded on his mobile phone, which was sent by Xichi.

"no need."

"You can't help."

really.

16

Jiang Die is a very ceremonial person.When I was young, I always liked to spend festivals or anniversaries with my close ones.It's just that since his mother passed away in an accident a few years ago, few people have celebrated the festival with him.

His father is more than one child, he is not the best among them, and he has no ambitions, and he has to be raised by his father and brother, so naturally he has no time to take care of him.Only when needed, will he show a little father-son affection.

Ever since he got to know Xichi, the identity of a tool man has been well deserved on his head.In addition to the library, they unlocked more places in H City, such as an amusement park that cannot be entered without wearing a bear headband, a cafe filled with servants, and a small cinema that only shows horror movies.Occasionally, I would stay at home and watch some old old movies.

Jiang Die still used to go to the "Orphans of Berlin" to buy flowers every time they met on a date.Sometimes it is a slender branch, sometimes it is a large bunch of plump.

The young lady in the florist packed the flowers and handed them to him with a smile every time.On Valentine's Day, she also held a bunch of deep purple roses with dew and carefully delivered them to Jiang Die.

This bouquet of roses is called White Tea, a very beautiful and clean name, but it has dark purple, coquettish and melancholy flowers.

The little sister said in a half-envious tone, "Your girlfriend must be very happy."

……Are you happy?he does not know.But thinking about it, even Xichi's answer is probably an unknown or negative answer.He just wanted to do his best to see if he could give him a little happiness.

Jiang Die took the flower, and the round dewdrops on the petals trembled slightly. He shook his head and smiled, but only replied, "He's a boy."

17

Jiang Die's birthday is in March, and the two of them made plans early on.

Early in the morning, Jiang Die drove to the gate of the clubhouse to pick up Xichi.

At first Xichi was hesitant to tell Jiang Die the entrance of the clubhouse, but later because the address was remote, it was really troublesome to travel. After a few dates, Jiang Die couldn't stand it anymore, so he resorted to tricks and tricks to get the address out.But in order to deceive people, they usually wait for him only two intersections away.

The entrance of that clubhouse is located on the second ring road of H City, which is in an ordinary residential community.If it weren't for the luxury cars piled up around it, it would be hard for Song Yinchu to imagine that the entrance of a magnificent underground club that stretches for tens of miles would be built in such an inconspicuous place.

But this club itself is a bug-level existence.Although I have tried my best to keep a low profile, but there is no one to manage it carefully, so it is difficult to survive for such a long time.

When the appointed time came, Xichi hadn't been seen yet, and no one responded to the message.Obviously, Xi Chi had confirmed with the foreman several days early that he was not on duty today, and no one had made an appointment to order him.

After waiting for about an hour, Jiang Die became a little anxious.He got out of the car and locked the door, and the young man's warning "Don't reveal your identity" rang in his ears. He hesitated for a while, as if he was standing on the edge of quicksand, but he still threw himself into it without hesitation.

He walked straight to the entrance of the clubhouse.

There are security guards at the entrance to check the IDs of the visitors one by one.The customers of the clubhouse are all wealthy or prominent figures, so the secrecy work is done tightly, and it is difficult to get in without identity verification.

Jiang Die remembered that his father once gave him a stack of authentication coupons for various clubs in H City, and this one was naturally included.It's just a forgery, and there is a risk of being found out.So he saw the opportunity and got mixed up with a group of middle-aged men with big bellies.

Sure enough, he was not mistaken. When they passed the gate control, those burly men who were originally unsmiling suddenly became smiling, and they all called "Ju Wang" and "Chu Sun" very affectionately, and when they checked the documents His eyes were bent like crescent moons and stuck to those men, and the instrument in his hand let them pass after a beep. Naturally, young and strange faces like Jiang Die had no time to take care of them.

The hall at the entrance of the clubhouse is covered with a thick carpet, the lights are dim, and colorful lampposts are scattered dazzlingly. in the ears.

There are a few luxurious couches within sight. Teenagers in various clothes exposing large areas of skin either cross their legs, or lie on the sofa half-reclined and half-drunk, as if their bones have been removed, but they are not Not the protagonist of this club.

The real protagonists are sitting next to them, the so-called "successful people" by outsiders, there are obese and bald people, and there are also lean and capable people, but their backs without exception make Jiang Die feel a little queasy with chest tightness.

What's more, Xichi has stayed here for so many years.

He scanned the hall, his eyes suddenly froze.

Sitting on the sofa with his back to the door was a person he could recognize just by looking at the back of his head.Although Xi Chi tried his best to whitewash, Jiang Die also understood the nature of this club.

On the surface it is a commercial service organization, but in essence it is just a large duck shop.

But he didn't expect that his emotions would instantly fall out of control after he really touched this reality with his eyes.Xichi was fairly neatly dressed, so he must have been stopped when he was about to go out to meet him.

Jiang Die walked over with a sullen face, and Xichi was holding a wine glass, his narrow eyes were smiling and persuading people around him to drink, his facial features were beautiful, and the light from those colorful lampposts fell on the center of his pupils, drowning a layer of blur The halo came, very seductive, "Curator Liu, after drinking this cup, I will not accompany you."

Curator Liu, with a shirt on his belly and slightly thinning hair, stared hard at his small eyes, touched his fat hand from Xichi's hand, and took the wine glass, "That's not good, you'll be with me every time. I don't like other people, besides..."

Curator Liu freed up his other hand, grasped Xichi's slender fingertips, and rubbed his palm with affection and teasing, "I changed someone else, aren't you jealous?"

Xi Chi struggled, but failed to break free, his brown eyes drooped, suppressing a wave of nausea.But he had no choice but to laugh along with him, pretending to look at him angrily, "Then the curator forgot about me when he got a new love?"

"Of course not, your top card is still waiting for me to reveal it."

Curator Liu was coaxed to be happy, and stretched out a greasy hand towards Xichi's face, about to pinch it.

Xi Chi felt a chill in his heart, but it was not easy to attack.I can only endure this with my eyes down. Maybe Director Liu will stop pestering him when he is happy, but I don't know...Jiang Die...should have waited a long time.

Unexpectedly, the curator's hand stretched halfway, and it was knocked off halfway with a loud "pop".

The curator covered his numb hands, the muscles around his mouth were twitching with anger, he squinted at the man who was standing by the sofa, a whole head taller than him, his eyes flashed a layer of obscurity.

"You... who are you?"

Jiang Die's face was ashen, his fists were clenched, the muscles in his arms were tense and he had accumulated enough strength, his head could no longer think about anything, he just wanted to use all his strength on this odious face in front of him, when he appeared At the moment of punching, Xi Chi stopped him, "Calm down, Brother Jiang!"

Xichi raised his head, hugged his arm, and looked at him beggingly, his eyes were red, with the embarrassment of being suddenly exposed.

He didn't expect Jiang Die to barge in, and happened to run into the scene he didn't want him to see the last time.

It's the truth he's been hiding for so long.

"Hurry up, there are too many security guards here, they will arrest you."

He knew the strength of the security guards, Jiang Die would definitely not be pleased if it fell into their hands.

As soon as the words fell, it was already too late. The strong wind brought by the fist that was just close at hand made the middle-aged man, who was already greedy for life and fear of death, keenly smell a breath that could threaten his life. He fled The sofa, calling desperately, a group of people in uniform rushed towards them.

Fortunately, Jiang Die still retained a sliver of rationality. Being caught now means that all previous efforts have been wasted. He secretly gritted his teeth, grabbed Xichi's wrist, and rushed towards the door.

Fortunately, the door was not far away, and the security outside didn't know the situation for the time being, but Xichi was a familiar face to them, so they let them go after a greeting.By the time the internal security arrived, they had long since disappeared.

In the monitoring room of the clubhouse, two wine glasses clinked together.

"This guy looks familiar."

"yes."

"Tsk... yes."

S flicked the cigar in his hand.

18

On the car back to Jiang Die's house, the two of them were silent all the way. Jiang Die was originally a mixed race with profound facial features.

Xichi was sitting in the co-pilot, leaning on the backrest and looking out the window, most of the strength in his body was taken away.Although it happened just now, he didn't dare to recall the situation just now, he didn't dare to imagine what Jiang Die saw himself in just now, dirty?Dirty?Flattery?Extremely flattering?

He slowly closed his eyes.

so tired.

When can I break free.

The car seems to be driving much faster than before.

Jiang Die parked the car downstairs, pulled out the key and walked to the house.

Xichi silently followed behind him.

Opening the door of the living room, Xichi saw the cake on the coffee table at a glance, and there were a few birthday candles that hadn't been opened in time.The cake is covered with soft yellow cream, and the top layer depicts two boys, who are close to each other, holding a bright rose in the shape of a single "thief rose" dried flower.

And the whole room does have a smell that is very similar to "Thief Rose" perfume.The smell is extremely simulated, but it doesn't feel like it, because the patchouli has been removed, and only woody fragrance and apple plum rose are left.

It's more like the Margarita that Nichichi made for Jiang Die.

"Happy birthday"

Xichi read out the words written on his heart.

"Sorry, Brother Jiang."

He stood a few meters away from the coffee table in a daze, looking at the back of Jiang Die who was busy putting candles on the cake, opened and closed his lips, and realized that he could only say these few words.

Jiang Die's hands stopped, he got up slowly, and walked towards Xichi.

Xichi was in a daze before his eyes, and reflexively wanted to pull out the knife hidden in the secret place, but he relaxed in the next moment, his wrist was grabbed by a strong force, he was pushed against the wall, and his back was crushed. It hurts.He tried to get up a little bit, but his strength was very different, and after resisting, he stuck closer to the wall.

Jiang Die's face was bent down, and the corners of his eyes were scarlet, as if a red mark had sunk into his eyes, and the smudged blood was clearly visible.He was in a dark mood, and Xi Chi heard his heavy breathing, and raised his hand to caress his flushed face distressedly, "Brother Jiang..."

He called his name softly, then closed his eyes.

There was no storm as imagined, the corner of the man's mouth moved, and then, he buried his head deeply into the socket of his neck.

After a long time, Xichi felt warm liquid slipping into his clothes from his neck.Down the collarbone, it became wet and cool all the way.

Many years later, Xichi still clearly remembers the cool touch and the hot breath on his neck. "Get out of there."

A muffled voice came from Xichi's shoulders and neck, with a hint of hoarseness.

There was no order in the tone, more of a begging.

"Okay." Xi Chi's eyes flashed, as if he had thought of something, he raised his hand to stroke his hair.

With Xi Chi's promise, Jiang Die breathed a sigh of relief, put his hands into Xi Chi's waist, and hugged him tightly.He buried his head a little deeper, the tip of his nose touched the mole on Xichi, and his lips touched the wet and cool skin.

Xichi panted lightly and pressed against the wall, the cold touch slightly soothed the heat rising in his heart, and a tingling feeling rose from his tailbone, making his legs so weak that he could only hug Jiang Die on his back. The ten fingers that were tough and beautifully shaped seemed to half push and half refuse, allowing the opponent to ignite fire everywhere on him.

Jiang Die's lips were not soft at all, they came up from the neck and sealed his lips impartially.Then, he was picked up horizontally by a force, and walked to the sofa beside him.

The lights flickered all night.

At noon, Jiang Die woke up. When he opened his eyes, Xichi was already dressed and focused on writing. Seeing that he was awake, he said slowly,

"Brother Jiang, lend me 1000 million."

"it is good."