Burning fire

Speaking of Liu Jian, he was knocked unconscious by Zhou Qizun's slap and thrown on the mountain. He has not been contacted until now, and he still doesn't know what happened to him.

But with Liu Jian's ability, as long as he doesn't encounter anything that is not in the world, he should be fine.

Liu Jian also installed a tracker in his clothes to check Zhou Qizun... This hard bone is not easy to deal with, Zhou Qizun pondered for a while, and felt that it is better to take the initiative to explain a few words, so as not to cause trouble.

So, after Guo Qingxuan left Zhou Qizun and Zhang Jueming's room, Zhou Qizun quickly took out his cell phone and wanted to call Liu Jian.

The phone was dead and turned off, Zhou Qizun clicked his tongue, plugged in the charger, and turned it on.Then he dragged the charging cable, laid his legs flat on the bed, raised his head and dialed Liu Jian's phone number.

Zhang Jueming glanced at Zhou Qizun, then silently turned and walked out the door.

"Where are you going?" The call beeped, Zhou Qizun squinted at Zhang Jueming, and called him to stop.

"You call." Zhang Jueming pointed to the door, indicating that he should avoid it.

"No need." Zhou Qizun beckoned to Zhang Jueming, "You are not an outsider, I have no secrets."

Zhang Jueming's hand on the doorknob froze, and he retracted it to his side after a while.

He stood still and took a slow breath.

Probably because of his own secrets and guilty conscience.Zhou Qizun's frankness and trust are obviously treasures that he dare not ask for.But now that Zhou Qizun gave it to him generously, he is suffering like this.

Or is this just Zhou Qizun's temptation?He couldn't figure out Zhou Qizun's thoughts, and he was half dead just by covering his shady thoughts.

His secret love is always so painful.

Zhang Jueming stepped forward, walked to his bed and sat down.He turned sideways to Zhou Qizun, without turning his head to look at the person, he lowered his eyes to look at his pale fingers - unhealthy white, cold fingers, they were unconsciously kneading together.

Zhang Jueming tried his best to separate his fingers, and he sat up straight, afraid that Zhou Qizun would see his nervousness again.You must hide everything so that Zhou Qizun cannot detect it.

At this moment, Zhou Qizun got through the phone.

Zhou Qizun's voice was not as fast as Liu Jiankuai. As soon as he opened his mouth, Liu Jian stuffed him with a curse: "You still know how to call me? So you didn't want to beat me to death?"

"..." Zhou Qizun grinned, "I'm sorry, does your neck hurt?"

"Fart. Get the hell out!" Liu Jian said angrily, "It's so dark, it will be dawn when I open my eyes."

"I said I'm sorry, how about I wash your neck and give it to you, so you can find a blunt knife?" Zhou Qizun said with a smile.

Zhang Jueming's ears twitched, and his heart felt like a needle had been stabbed. ——Zhou Qizun's tone is a bit rascal, with a sloppy smile, but very serious, not even half careless, this kind of...

He couldn't describe how nice this familiar tone was.He is just envious.Zhou Qizun would never speak like this when facing himself who hides secrets.

pain.acid.bitter.Well hidden.Gotta hide it.He must be well hidden.

"I'm wrong, right? My phone is out of battery. Didn't I call you as soon as I turned it on?" Zhou Qizun lied without blushing.

Zhou Qizun narrowed his eyes and asked deliberately: "But don't you know that I'm going back to the hotel? Your tracker isn't malfunctioning, is it?"

Zhou Qizun laughed, and stopped joking with Liu Jian: "Officer Liu is upright and magnanimous. If you really wanted to settle accounts with me, you would have come to the hotel with a knife to chop me up."

Liu Jian on the opposite side was silent, and after a few seconds, he let out a long sigh: "Don't do this with me."

"Please explain to me what's going on." Liu Jian asked seriously, "I checked your location as soon as I regained consciousness. There was no signal, and I couldn't find you on the mountain. But after a while, the location showed that you were in the hotel .”

Liu Jian: "The mountain is in the suburbs, and there are no cars around. How can you go back to the hotel so quickly? Unless you fly back. What did you do?"

Zhou Qizun: "..."

He thought to himself: "I didn't just 'fly' back. But it wasn't me who flew..."

Zhou Qizun turned to look at Zhang Jueming who was at the side, Zhang Jueming was sitting upright, looking at the manners of that little lady, she was more honest than Miss Jiao who waited for her husband to pick up the hijab on the wedding night in ancient times.

"..." Zhou Qizun felt helpless.

Liu Jian asked again: "What the hell are you doing? What's the matter? You'd rather knock me out and throw me on the mountain than I follow you?"

"Zhou Qizun, we have a life-and-death friendship. I really don't understand what's going on in your head." Liu Jian was about to vomit blood from anger.

"I've told you everything I can say." Zhou Qizun suddenly became serious, "You don't understand your background as a special soldier? You can't say anything between comrades in arms. Don't you believe me? Why are there so many nonsense? How many years have you retired? Year, your guts are rusting?"

"..." Liu Jian was choked until his teeth itch, "I believe your ass."

Zhou Qizun smiled again, closed his eyes, rubbed his temples: "Thank you."

Liu Jian: "..."

Liu Jian really took Zhou Qizun to no avail: "Don't push your nose on your face."

"You didn't come to the hotel to kill me now, isn't it because you believed in me." Zhou Qizun sighed, "Don't worry, old Liu."

"...You can take care of yourself." Liu Jian guessed that he wanted to drop the phone.

"I won't return your clothes, and the tracker, good stuff, I'll keep it." Zhou Qizun continued to be aggressive.

"I'm dead." Liu Jian was overwhelmed.

Before Liu Jian hung up the phone, Zhou Qizun quickly said: "Tomorrow I will take Dongyang away, remember to come and see me off."

Liu Jian paused for two seconds, then hung up the phone without saying a word.

Zhou Qizun froze for a moment, moved the phone away from his ear, looked at the hung up interface and pouted.

Liu Jian was very angry, but it was normal. Thinking about it differently, he was even more tempered than Liu Jian.But he really couldn't say anything.

"Are you leaving tomorrow?" Zhou Qizun threw away his phone, turned over and asked Zhang Jueming.

"En." Zhang Jueming responded.

Zhang Jueming licked his dry lower lip, and asked Zhou Qizun hesitantly, "Is your friend... all right?"

"It's okay." Zhou Qizun rested his elbows on the pillow and propped up his head with his palms, "Old Liu is reliable, he won't be troublesome."

"It's just that he has to worry about it." Zhou Qizun said this a little sadly.

Zhou Qizun got up and sat up cross-legged on the bed: "Don't worry, my friend is trustworthy, he won't talk nonsense, let alone ask around. He was worried about me about the tracker. There won't be a next time. "

"I... know." Zhang Jueming closed his eyes.

He didn't know what to say to Zhou Qizun.He is full of dark personal feelings, but he can only pretend to be a wanderer, and he has nowhere to speak.Most of the sounds are superfluous.

"If you..." Zhou Qizun's words were interrupted by the ringtone of the phone, and Zhou Qizun's phone rang again.

It's clean when it's turned off, but it's noisy when it's turned on.

"You answer the phone first." Zhang Jueming said in a muffled voice.He is "boring", bored to death.

Zhou Qizun frowned, grabbed the phone with one big paw, and stared at the screen impatiently, seeing the name of the caller, the displeasure on his face disappeared for a little bit.

Bai Yuxing called.

"Sorry." Zhou Qizun said to Zhang Jueming.

"Old Bai." Zhou Qizun answered the phone and called for someone.

"Hey, I've found someone. What's the matter with you? I didn't reply to your text messages, and my phone was turned off when I called you. I'm so anxious these two days!" In his hometown dialect, Zhou Qizun felt at ease.

These days he got involved in those messy things, and he almost didn't want to be a human being.Now only Bai Yuxing's phone call can make him regain his sense of reality and his simple anger.

Zhou Qizun: "I didn't pay attention. Why, are you in a hurry to find me?"

"I am..." Bai Yuxing hesitated.

"Xiao Yi still hasn't been found." Zhou Qizun knew what he wanted to ask, so he said it directly.

There was no movement from Bai Yuxing for a long time.He finally said: "Don't worry, you can always find it."

"I know." Zhou Qizun smiled.

Bai Yuxing's words were never nutritious, for the next 5 minutes, Bai Yuxing comforted her, and then started arguing with Zhou Qizun again.In fact, he didn't know what to say, so he just said something about his parents, "coaxed" Zhou Qizun, and just wanted Zhou Qizun to be more relaxed.

"When will you come back? Your sister-in-law misses you so much." Bai Yuxing said, "Your sister-in-law said that she will roast leg of lamb for you when you come back."

Bai Yuxing: "I'll go to your place today to feed the girl, the hot pot base."

"...You feed a cat hot pot base? You're not afraid of poisoning it to death." Zhou Qizun rolled his eyes.

Bai Yuxing: "Don't be afraid. My homemade hot pot base is healthy and delicious. All animals love it. Are you hungry too?"

Zhou Qizun snorted and said, "Fuck you, you scold me around the corner."

Bai Yuxing was still talking poorly, Zhou Qizun responded.Thinking about it, it was lucky to have such a bald treasure as Bai Yuxing, otherwise Zhou Qizun would not have been able to live like a human in the past eight or nine years.

Zhou Qizun listened to his broken words and relaxed his mind, but there was movement from the next bed.He purred his eyes and saw Zhang Jueming standing up, turning his back on him, and quickly walked to the door.

"Hey, decide..."

Zhang Jueming opened the door, left, and closed the door.The movements were coherent and quiet, as if he had never existed before, like a gust of wind blowing out through the crack of the door.

Zhou Qizun: "..."

"Zun'er, what's wrong?" Bai Yuxing asked.

Zhou Qizun was stunned for a moment: "It's okay, you can continue talking."

Bai Yuxing got stuck: "..."

——Flipped again, Zhou Yi couldn't be found, Zhou Qizun's mood was extremely bad.It's not right for him to talk about such trivialities.Zhou Qizun always held on, Bai Yuxing knew it.

"You... Seriously, are you okay?" Bai Yuxing was old-fashioned, and he sighed cautiously, "You come back. When are you coming back? Come back soon."

"I still have to go to Gongzhuling." Zhou Qizun stared at the crack of the door.

"Why don't you go home and go to Gongzhuling?" Bai Yuxing asked.

"I have something to do. It's too much trouble to explain to you. That's enough, I won't talk nonsense with you." Zhou Qizun was used to doing his own thing, and hung up the phone after he finished speaking, "I'm done, let's talk."

"Hey! Hey, wait..."

Zhou Qizun cut off the phone, leaving Bai Yuxing behind to spit at him in the air.

Zhou Qizun was still staring at the crack of the door, he raised his voice and shouted: "Jaeming, I'm done calling, come in."

After waiting for a few seconds, there was no movement on the door.

Is Zhang Jueming gone?Where did you go without saying a word?

Zhou Qizun got off the bed, walked to the door, and wanted to open it.

...can't be pulled.

Zhou Qizun stared at the door lock carefully - is the door unlocked?It can't be opened from the inside, right?

Zhou Qizun stood at the door for two seconds, then turned around to pick up the phone on the bed, and called Zhang Jueming.

The sound insulation effect of the door panel is mediocre, which is really amazing. As soon as he made a call, the phone rang outside the door.Zhou Qizun's ears perked up, and hurriedly went to the door again, leaning against the door panel and asked, "Casia? Are you outside?"

"Beep beep..."

The phone that Zhou Qizun was holding was hung up, and the ringing outside the door also stopped.

Zhou Qizun stared blankly, and turned the doorknob again, but it still wouldn't open.

"Cassy? Open the door. Is something wrong outside?" Zhou Qizun knocked on the door.There was still no movement outside the door.

Puzzling, puzzling and worrying at the same time.What happened?Is there any reason to let Zhang Jueming lock him in the room?

Zhou Qizun stood motionless at the door, his brows furrowed into a tight knot.

.

Zhang Jueming was defeated by the two ordinary phone calls.He is too worthless, too worthless.

There is a knife on the word "forbearance", and the dirty feelings are broken by the knife, full of holes and blood.

Outside the house, Zhang Jueming released his right hand from the doorknob, and there was a layer of light on the handle.

Holding the mobile phone in his left hand, he just cut off Zhou Qizun's call.

"Jade Ming." Zhou Yi in his pocket called him softly, "Jade Ming, don't do this."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Zhang Jueming shook his body and leaned his back against the wall, "I'm...I can't stand it anymore."

"It's not your fault." Zhou Yi said after a long time, "All these years, for my brother, for me, you..."

"Zhou Yi, don't think too much about me." Zhang Jueming was almost speechless, "I'm not...I'm not a good person."

No torture can compare to Zhang Jueming's pain at this time.He watched and listened, Zhou Qizun's strength, Zhou Qizun's anger, Zhou Qizun's forbearance, even Zhou Qizun's smile - it was all his torture.

He was afraid that Zhou Qizun would collapse, so he collapsed himself first.

What should Zhang Jueming do, so as not to drag Zhou Qizun to hell...or...his dirty selfishness is too hypocritical.

——He was actually jealous, jealous of everyone around Zhou Qizun.He contradicts, he tears, in fact...he wants Zhou Qizun.Actually, Zhou Qizun is isolated and helpless, he can only rely on him, approach him, and trust him every moment, it drives him crazy and makes his blood boil.

Don't admit it?Admit it.

When he saw the light in hell, his heart ached, he was reluctant, and wanted to protect the light back to the sky and back to the earth, but he wanted to hold on to the light and hold on to the light to survive.

The so-called "willingly" may not be a commendatory term. It was originally a kind of selfish desire—especially the "beautified" selfish desire, which is the most despicable.

Zhang Jueming actually bit the back of his hand.The skin was broken, and blood flowed from the corner of the mouth: "I'm sorry Zhou Yi, I..."

Zhang Jueming closed his eyes, his eyes were like fire: "I still lie to him."

"I am a ghost from the eighteenth floor of hell." Zhang Jueming said.

Hot blood dripped from the fingertips, dripping a mean and sweet flower at the door.