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The wind dragged Teng Cuo's long hair and rubbed against Xiao Guo's arm, itching a bit.Xiao Guo stretched out his hand and tidied it up for him.

Teng Cuo stood in front of him, adjusted his back against the car door, and hissed when he moved.

Xiao Guo heard it, he was a little silly, and asked: "It hurts, it hurts? Did I hurt you?"

Teng Cuo was indeed in pain from the bump, as was his forearm. The force Xiao Guo grabbed just now seemed to crush his bones.And he was a bit cold without his coat.But he was not angry, but raised his hand to gently touch Xiao Guo's cold and hard side face.

"Brother Xiao, you are ruthless." Then he stood on tiptoe and rubbed lips against Xiao Guo while speaking, "So this is your true face."

Xiao Guo realized his gaffe, Teng Cuo only needs to stand here, and he can attract people from both the upper and lower roads. There are many white and tender boys in the bar who come one after another, but Xiao Guo has never felt like today. Threatened.That man obviously knew Teng Cuo. He was tall and obedient, and Teng Cuo could still smile at him.He and Teng Cuo stood together, whether they were a good match or not, they were reminding Xiao Guo of the ten years lost between him and Teng Cuo.

Xiao Guo was particularly impatient today, perhaps because he stayed in the hospital all morning.After his parents had an accident, he stayed in the hospital for half a month, accompanied his mother for treatment, and basically didn't go out except for his father's funeral.So he doesn't like the hospital very much, and he doesn't like the smell of disinfectant and the white patches either.

Jealousy is really beyond recognition, but it doesn't mean he will regret it.Xiao Guo didn't even say "I'm sorry" to Teng Cuo, and even pressed down suddenly, as if he wanted to kiss Teng Cuo.

However, he finally stopped at the place where the lips of the two were rubbing together, and said dully: "Xiao Zhuo, don't do this."

Obviously he was in a strong position, but his sharp eyebrows lowered, as if he was being wronged.Teng Cuo unconsciously stared at Xiao Guo's dry lips, and asked softly, "I should say this, right?"

Xiao Guo's shoulders kept rising and falling with his breathing, he stared at Teng Cuo and shook his head.He still maintains this extremely dangerous posture, like attacking, but also like praying.

However, he finally failed to suppress the strong thoughts in his heart, and asked slowly: "Who is that person?"

Teng Cuo asked: "Want to know?"

Xiao Guo's Adam's apple moved violently, he said, "Yes."

Teng Cuo raised his hand and touched Xiao Guo's arm, his cold fingertips slowly slid across the shirt, leaving a tactile sensation of interlacing reality and reality.He felt Xiao Guo's trembling, and smiled with satisfaction.

Then he said cruelly: "I won't tell you." His hand slid onto Xiao Guo's big arm, "What's between me and you is our business. But the circles behind us don't need to intersect, you see I won't ask anyone what to do."

"I'll tell you everything," Xiao Guo moved closer to him, and said, "You tell me too."

"No need," Teng Cuo touched Xiao Guo's Adam's apple, "It's not necessary."

His face was extremely beautiful in the night, which made any expression on his face evil.He stood leaning against the car door, described as very lazy, and showed cruelty to Xiao Guo with contempt.

Then he strangled Xiao Guo's neck, he was still smiling, but the coldness in his eyes made him look unhappy at all.

"Who are you to me?" He asked Xiao Guo with a half-raised tone, "You want to control me?"

This question was enlightening, Xiao Guo's answer was on his lips, but he couldn't say anything.That person's thoughts on Teng Cuo just now are definitely not simple, even Xiao Guo can't do that kind of bowing his head and ears, but he has no position to prevent Teng Cuo from accepting or responding, even asking questions is far-fetched.

Thinking about it this way is torture, bloodshot eyes appeared in Xiao Guo's eyes, blue veins were faintly bursting between his neck, his hands propped on Teng Cuo's side moved inward, narrowing the space surrounding Teng Cuo.In this state, he bent down to trap Teng Cuo, and there was a kind of beast in him.

Teng Cuo has met all kinds of men over the years. When he came out in a high-profile foreign bar, he became famous in the local Chinese circle, and countless people rushed forward.But at that time, he didn't like anyone, because he really couldn't forget the young Xiao Guo in his heart, and now he has to admit that Xiao Guo, who has grown into a man, is still very attractive even though he is completely different from before. Kuang and domineering, he finds it very sexy.

But he always said what he meant, and said: "Don't think about anything, brother Xiao, you can't be my someone."

Xiao Guo looked at him for a long time, then gave a low "hmm" and said, "I see."

This sentence is very sad, it sounds like decadence.Xiao Guo straightened up and took two steps back, distanced himself from Teng Cuo, and said before walking towards the bar: "I'm off work now, wait for me, let's go back together."

In fact, Teng Cuo wanted to drink tonight, but he looked at Xiao Guo's back and agreed inexplicably.The night wind was blowing, giving people a light sense of fatigue, and the man in front was also, as if bearing a heavy weight on his broad shoulders, crossing the road alone, looking very lonely in the dark night.

Teng Cuo has never realized so clearly that Xiao Guo is really no longer the boy he was ten years ago.He lost the sunshine and fighting spirit he once seemed to be born with, as well as the desire and ability to express. Teng Cuo has successfully forced himself to move forward, forget and change without looking back in the past ten years, but Xiao Guo stayed where he was, Remembering someone he thought would never return.

Teng Cuo suddenly felt that his eyes and nasal cavity were stuffy and sore, he unconsciously followed Xiao Guo and took a step, but finally stopped.He stood alone in the middle of the road and murmured, "Brother Xiao, wait for me."

***

The day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, the unit allowed to leave work early, but Teng Cuo stayed until the normal time, and did not leave when he arrived.He was in a bad mood these two days, he took all the medicine Xiao Guo prepared for him, and then went to the toilet to vomit, lying on the bed with his eyes open at night and looking at Xiao Guo opposite.

"Hey, it's Xiao Teng!" Cui Yunchang came out of the opposite laboratory and was about to go to the locker room when he saw that Teng Cuo was still there.He showed a very concerned look and asked, "Aren't you going home yet?"

Teng Cuo was taking notes with his head down, his gorgeous eyelashes pulled down, and he trembled a few times when he heard Cui Yunchang's question.He raised his hand to take off the goggles, raised his head, the laboratory was well lit, and his pupils were as bright as the dawn light.

He looked at Cui Yunchang expressionlessly and shook his head.

"Tomorrow is the holiday," Cui Yunchang walked over instead, and asked very attentively, "Are you a local? Are you planning to go home?"

Teng Cuo turned the pen around his fingertips and said, "No."

"Young man, you really don't love your family," Cui Yunchang smiled awkwardly, and sat next to Teng Cuo, "Should parents worry about it?"

His approach was natural, like caring, but Teng Cuo knew what was going on in his heart.He put down the pen, turned to look at Cui Yunchang, half of the corner of his mouth curled up, and his eyes squinted as if they were filled with water.

He was still wearing a white coat at this time, all buttons were buttoned up, pressing the black shirt underneath, his slender and pale neck extended from the neckline, the skin was so thin that one could clearly see the thin and twisted tendons and blood vessels underneath.The evildoer was subdued and restrained, obviously in a very well-behaved outfit, Cui Yunchang just felt a feeling of being hooked.

"Well, Xiao Teng," Cui Yunchang coughed twice, his glasses were pushed up a little when he laughed, "I'm also in the city during the holidays, and I'm fine, or we..."

"I'm not going home, my dad is dead, and I don't know where my mom is now." Teng Cuo interrupted him, then smiled slowly, and said slowly: "No one misses me, and neither do you. "

Cui Yunchang didn't move at all, leaning against the table, his ugly posture seemed to be fixed.He opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to make a sound, and then he said with difficulty: "Ah...is that so..."

Teng Cuo raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Yes."

"Then, then you," Cui Yunchang will still come to trouble, he quickly smoothed his tongue, sighed, and said very considerately, "My condolences will change."

"No need." Teng Cuo smiled more happily, packed the things on the table, and said: "My father is a criminal, a human trafficker, he was shot, and he deserves to die. My mother was abducted. I was kidnapped when I was born. My dad sold it to someone else again, I have never seen her, and I don't know if she is still alive, even if I did, I wouldn't know her. I don't have any mourning, don't you think?"

Cui Yunchang was really speechless at this time, and Teng Cuo walked towards the door of the laboratory with the materials in his arms in the dead silence. When he left, he half turned around and said very politely: "Happy holidays, Mr. Cui."

That night Teng Cuo didn't close his eyes for a second, couldn't fall asleep, and didn't take medicine, so he just lay down until dawn.Xiao Guo fell asleep on another bed in the bedroom. Teng Cuo sat up under the quilt, opened the curtains a little, and looked at Xiao Guo who was sleeping soundly by the moonlight.

Look at this person's tight eyes, protruding yet low browbones, thick black eyebrows, relaxed lips, and short hair.

Xiao Guo slept soundly, lying on his back, Teng Cuo felt a bit like standing in a military posture.He didn't know how he managed to go to bed on time every day and wake up early in the morning without an alarm clock.Xiao Guo was fierce when he was asleep but not when he was awake, he was not aggressive at all, he was very quiet, and his temperament was still so calm.

Later Teng Cuo simply squatted in the gap between the two beds and looked at Xiao Guo's face, he was completely attracted, for no reason, he just wanted to look at this person, everything around him could disappear, he didn't care.

When dawn broke, Teng Cuo closed the curtains for Xiao Guo, changed his clothes and left the apartment.He closed the door lightly without making any sound, but Xiao Guo opened his eyes neatly in the darkness, turned over and sat up.

He didn't sleep at all, in fact, insomnia is his normal state.Part of the reason why he became a policeman was to keep himself busy, so busy that he had no time to think about other things, and fell asleep when he returned to his residence.However, the job at the Maoyan Bar was too easy, and he returned to the state when Teng Cuo just disappeared ten years ago, staring at the ceiling and unable to close his eyes.

He stared at the bed opposite, the bed was a mess, all the wrinkles rolled out by Teng Mi.Xiao Guo stood up to pave the way, and smiled helplessly.

***

The pure sky is witnessing the alternation of the sun and the moon. The high-rise buildings in Yufang City stand all over the place, and the light reflected is silver-copper in color, echoing the rising sun that has just broken through the stratus clouds, crossing the streets and alleys, shining on the entire city.

Wearing the most simple and solemn black suit, Teng Cuo stepped on the shallow lawn in the police cemetery. He combed his hair neatly and held a white flower in his arms.He shuttled among the countless unnamed tombstones, and accurately found the person he wanted to meet beside the banyan tree.

The black stone reflects the already bright sky, and the date engraved on it is today 15 years ago.Teng Cuo put the flowers in front of the tombstone, and the subtle fragrance wafted out, comforting the anti-narcotics police who have been sleeping here forever.The wind is blowing gently, as if waving the waves of life.

Teng Cuo closed his eyes, then slowly slid down to his knees.

His pale lips moved weakly, and he said, "Uncle Teng... Uncle Teng."

Calling out this claim has already exhausted all his strength, and the deep-seated longing and motivation for these years are all in it.Every beating of the heart caused severe pain in the chest. Teng Cuo tried his best to suppress the painful choking in his throat, but he couldn't do it after all. He bowed down in embarrassment and covered his face with his thin hands.His forehead slammed against the edge of the tombstone, and hot tears quickly slid down from between his fingers, dripping wet stains on the tombstone.

He whispered in a low voice: "Ten years...Ten years...I'm here...I'm sorry, Uncle Teng..."

The autumn wind rustled the branches of the banyan tree, and the sound was very gentle, like the earnest teaching he had received.Teng Cuo crouched under the tree, and seemed to be able to feel the strength of Teng Yongan's hand on his shoulder.

When he raised his head, there were only tears left on his face, his eyes were tearless and lifeless, his eyes were like burnt ashes.His figure is very thin, fragile and sad.

"Uncle Teng," he said slowly and hoarsely, "I changed my name to yours, don't be upset."

Painful confusion appeared in his eyes, as if he was really afraid of hearing a reprimand and rejection.However, the wind picked up a few fallen leaves that didn't know the direction, fluttering in the air like a nod.

Teng Cuo's eyes were still blood red, but he slowly relaxed a little.He smiled very shallowly, and said softly: "I have had a bad life these years, I have been sick, and my heart is sick, but I am very satisfied because I followed you. Don't worry, I will succeed... ...I'm not afraid of death, it's part of my duty, I'm ready for it. I'll be buried next to you, but I'm not a policeman, so I don't know if they'll let me in.. ...It's okay if I die, the only regret is that I couldn't call you 'Dad' back then."

The sun illuminated his face but couldn't reach his eyes.Teng Cuo raised his head, tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, soaking into his black temples.He stayed with his eyes open for a while, then slowly lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Actually, there is one more regret."

"I met someone in high school, and now in this world, he is the only one who still calls me 'Xiao Zhuo'." Teng Cuo pursed his lips and smiled, and said, "His name is Xiao Guo, and I like him until today."

The branches of the banyan tree cast their shadows on the ground and landed beside Teng Cuo, trembling with the wind.

Teng Cuo looked at the tombstone with eyes swollen from crying, and said, "I know, I can't get along with him, so I'm not with him. But..."

His voice gradually slipped, and the second half of the sentence did not come out.He saw Teng Yongan, wearing a sharp uniform, taking him from his criminal father.The wind wrapped it with a comfortable temperature, just like the original embrace.Teng Cuo gradually sat down, leaning against the tombstone, closed his eyes, and did not speak for a long time.

When he went out, the sun had tilted towards the west, and his footsteps when he walked down the steps were vain, and he was so exhausted that he could hardly lift his head.However, when he walked out of the gate of the cemetery, he saw Xiao Guo leaning against a motorcycle and smoking a cigarette.

Teng Cuo stopped and looked at the man from a short distance away.

Xiao Guo was wearing a black jacket and trousers, smoking a cigarette very skillfully, and his appearance and behavior were quite casual.However, it was such a person who knew that Teng Cuo would definitely come here today, so he followed him, and he didn't know how long he waited.This is the person Teng Cuo wants to be close to. If he is close to each other infinitely, he will not be able to remember anything, and he will not be afraid of anything.

When Xiao Guo looked up and saw him, he straightened up, raised his hand and picked up the cigarette.Teng Cuo was standing there, looking very haggard, and showing an unparalleled beauty in that weakness.

He pinched his cigarette, and the two looked at each other for a while.Then Xiao Guo opened his arms to Teng Cuo, and whispered: "Xiao Zhuo, come."

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