ladybug

Title: Karma Red Lotus

Summary: Those silver osmanthus flowers fall down one after another, like fragments of reality falling apart

The man in black at the left back shouted: "Master, he can hug you!" The woman in black at the right said: "Five Yamas, what is the proper way to shout in front of the leader?"

And the man looked at me holding his hand, and asked with great interest: "You, who?" His face was plain, not like Wei Yan's sharp and handsome.The cheeks are smooth and flat, without any injuries.Only the thin lips are similar in shape to the eyes.His complexion was pale, as if he had lived in seclusion for a long time in a dark place.His body shape was as thin and slender as Wei Yan's, strong and powerful, but his stature was slightly taller than Wei Yan's.Although he was not easy to be noticed when he came, he was not as invisible as Wei Yan.He is like a distant mountain, majestic and majestic, once he disappears, the whole world will be shocked.This kind of momentum can only be obtained after staying at a high position for a long time.From what I have seen in my life, only Shen Yao can be equal.

"Li Ping," I let go, and slid down his legs to sit on the ground, "Plum's Li, normal Ping."

He asked, "Hug me, why?"

I don't want to mention it, so I made up an excuse: "I want you to buy me a drink."

He actually nodded and responded to me: "Okay, how much do you want to drink?"

I said nonsense: "The more the better. It's even better to have wine ponds and meat forests."

He frowned and tilted his head: "Roulin?"

I take back my foreword: "The wine pool is good, the wine pool is good."

The pretty woman in front of the left said: "Master, this person wants you to invite him because he wants you to be taken advantage of."

And the big head clapped his hands lightly: "Seven Hells, call someone." The man in black in the front right was thin and lean, and his right knee hit the ground a little bit: "Yes." Yes?I asked: "What is it?" The capable man disappeared.

After a while, two rows of men appeared on both sides of the street, and they lined up all the way to the corner in black clothes.

I wiped my eyes, suspecting that I was drunk after not drinking much today.

The leader said: "San Yanluo, clear pedestrians." The charming woman in front of the left jumped out and said, "Acupressure the pedestrians on the street and put them into the tiles on both sides!"Sanyan took the lead and jumped into the tile, and the inside immediately became quiet.

The leader said: "Jiu Yanluo, buy wine." The woman in black on the right said: "Yes, follow me to buy wine!" The man on the right left with her.

The leader looked up at the plaque, and then said: "Five Yama, Xiaoxiang Hall." Then he said to me, "Come in." Wu Yanluo on the left back bowed and went in, and as he entered, he threw all the acupuncture points in the Xiaoxiang Hall next door.As soon as I entered with the leader, Wu Yanluo rushed into the rooms on both sides, wrapped those who were doing the ritual of the god of sex in the quilt, and threw them out one by one.

Half an hour later, the world was clean.There is an oversized wooden door in the innermost entrance, and two small doors on the side.Wu Yanluo jumped in through the side door, and came out to report: "Master, there is a bathing pool inside." The leader said: "Pour wine." Wu Yanluo flew out.

After a stick of incense, Jiu Yanluo led the previous group of big men into the bathing pool through the small gate.I pushed my chin back and forth, and the leader said again: "Come in." I froze on the spot, he picked me up horizontally, and walked into the big room with ease.There was a lot of gauze in the room, he lifted it with one hand and put it down one by one.

The pebble bath pool is eight feet long, four feet wide, and six feet deep.By the pool facing the door, there is a large soft couch covered with black brocade, which is ambiguous.Twelve black-clothed men stood on the left and right, and they were constantly slapping open the mud seal of the wine vat and pouring wine into the pool.The seal of the wine tank has not been removed, but there are bamboo leaf green, daughter red, autumn dew white, gold plate dew, lychee green, flower carving...

A pool of amber liquor rippled out.

"All the good wines nearby are collected here." Jiu Yan Luo reported.The wine spilled over the mouths of the men in black and poured down.Every big man has two red flowers stabbed at the tiger's mouth.

The wine pool is complete.Jiu Yanluo led the men to knock on the ground with their right knees: "Eating mixed with wine is easy to get drunk, and it is easy to kill people. Be careful, leader." She left with the wine jar and closed the wooden door.

The leader hugged me and stood by the wine pool, looking down at me.

My expression must be very tangled, because he asked for my opinion: "You don't want to eat?

I can only say: "Eat! Why don't you eat!"

He let go, and I fell into the pool with a "plop".

The wine overflowed from the ears, nose, mouth and tongue.The various wounds are usually not found, but now they are hot.I was ups and downs in the wine pool, swallowing.The leader sits on a brocade soft couch to watch a play, sitting like a javelin.

The alcohol smoke made me cry, and I was so happy that I died.In a drowsy moment, my belly was overwhelmed.It's good to die in the wine pool, but it's bad to spit out.I try to get up.The walls of the pool are not slippery. I tried twice before I climbed to the ground and sat on my knees.I put my hands in front of my body and started to vomit, throwing up all the wine in my belly.Before I shuttled back into the pool, my stomach convulsed, and the wine in the pool smudged a bright red.

I apologized: "The old illness is a disappointment." The leader got up and carried me to the end of the couch, let go, and leaned back with great interest.

His black pupils are innocent and bottomless, enough to kill me before I sink into the wine pool.I suddenly developed strength and hugged Wei Yan's calf.He was caught off guard, and I threw him on the couch.

Under the influence of alcohol, I kissed his muscular calves to his strong and slender thighs, ripped open his clothes, lightly pecked his hip bones, licked his abdominal muscles, and touched the dark hard grains on his chest with the tip of my tongue.I bit his collarbone, leaving tooth marks.Hands join in, caressing and wandering.His body is slightly hot.

He said nothing, put his index finger on my waist, and slowly slid along my spine from bottom to top, stopping at the foramen of the neck bone.

So I comforted him: "Wei Yan, I'm sorry... I'm sorry I didn't protect you... I'm sorry I hurt you many times... I'm sorry I let you gamble your life alone... I'm sorry, Wei Yan, I'm really sorry..."

He tamed.He allowed me to part his thighs, to violate or get close.as always.

I entered in a disorganized manner, and I was hit by death.I ached all over my body, from lower body to wound to stomach to head.

In the confusion, branches and tendrils sprouted from his dantian, quickly extending along the meridians, and then turned red, and a huge nine-petaled red flower gradually formed on his chest and back.Flamboyant.

On his pale skin bloomed a flower that should have bloomed in Purgatory.One branch... karma, fire, red, lotus.

I felt like I had been slapped.

He is not Wei Yan.

Wei Yan is dead.

Whether or not I get enough punishment, whether or not I wash away my sins, whether or not I am willing to exchange my own life, whether or not I am willing to trade with the four gods in the sky and the ghosts on the earth...

No matter what I do, there is no way he will come back.

It was an autumn night, the gauze tent at the door blocked the cold wind, and the smell of wine, sweat and blood filled the room.The brocade soft couch was very comfortable, and the body beneath me was just as warm as it could be.Outside the wooden window, the silver osmanthus is in full bloom, and the rich fragrance floats in a little.

I lay on top of a strange man, and with the guilt of a survivor, I began to cry bitterly.

Five years after Wei Yan's death, I finally accepted his departure.

The strange man whispered, "Don't cry."

So those silver osmanthus flowers fell down one after another, like fragments of reality falling apart.After falling to the edge of the world, there is a glimmer of light on the ladybug's back.