Fugue

Because of the fear of losing and clinging to what is in the palm, after the tension passes, the seats of others beside me are empty.

In the final analysis, what was already empty was once regarded as important by him. Even if it was a rare thing that he held tightly in his hands, he always had to concentrate on it physically and mentally, so that losing the important thing for the second time would inevitably make him feel blinded. A layer of darkness.is it wrong.There is no right or wrong here.Reason is clear, emotions are not let go; anger is never subject to the control of logic.

When was the last time you felt this way?He remembered that in the car, on the way to the police station, Ye Jing told him what happened the night before: that night, because of Gan Lan, who could not be contacted, he gave up following his little uncle, that night, his little uncle died up.

And tonight, he made a similar decision.Not long ago, he said: "My direction is not wrong.", "Bianyou...I will go there later." Not only was he secretly glad, he also admitted that choosing this "wrong" direction was not Helpless move.At that moment, he just gave up on Bianyou.Now, it's Byun-woo's turn to let him go, forever.

Before Gan Xiao and Bian You died, they both expressed that they would take Gan Lan away, but the results were equally ironic.Gan Lan is like a favorite protagonist in the script. Once the unrepentant supporting role Xiao wants to shake him, he will be backlashed, wiped out, and never turned back. Who is "protecting" him?

Gan Luan called Ye Jing: "I'm in Luan...Guangjing's old park right now. Something happened here, and I don't want to alert the police. You handle it." From the corner of his eye, he caught Gan Lan retreating, for some reason, Just Gan Lan's retreat made Gan Luan's heart burn, and he growled inwardly: Do you want to leave?Is he going to escape? !He actually wants to leave, at this moment, he even wants to run away from him!Gan Luan stretched out his hand to clamp Gan Lan's wrist: "Where are you going?" This guy is so thin, his wrist is not warm at all, and he can't pinch any flesh, as if there is only a layer of skin attached.However, the strength of human beings has nothing to do with fat or thin, just like the ugliness covered by a mask can also be disguised as goodness.

Gan Lan looked down at the grasped wrist, and then let his gaze slide up, but it seemed meaningless, because his expression was empty and careless.Seeing that he didn't respond, Gan Luan suddenly let go of him, then inserted five fingers between his hanging fingers, clasped them tightly, and squeezed with all his strength as if threatening: "Don't even think about going anywhere, you." Gan Lan stared at him. Their hands were intertwined, their expressions confused.Gan Luan hung up the phone, and followed Gan Lan's gaze. Their hands were connected in the most secure way, and they couldn't be wrong.Gan Lan couldn't escape.However, with a wrong eye, Gan Lan's fingers began to grow longer, greener, bent, entangled, and tender leaves grew, wrapping around his arms, his shoulders, circling round and round, Climb up his neck, cling to his skin, grab his throat.His life hangs by a thread.

The branches and leaves are flourishing, I don't know when, he has already flourished.

Let go?Looking into Gan Lan's eyes, she sank.Destroy the light from his eyes.The answer is no.

Ye Jing sent a message, and Gan Luan replied agreeing.After a while, some people spit out from the surrounding shadows, lowered their heads and approached, and began to deal with the scene in an orderly manner, without making a sound, without a single unprofessional gaze drifting to Gan Luan, but Gan Lan kept looking back. "What are you doing here?" Gan Luan snapped Gan Lan's head back, "Don't look over there."

"Your cell phone contacted me, and he said you would be like him," he said, pointing to the place where the crowd was busy: "Here to die."

Gan Luan took out his mobile phone, and there was a record of his call with Gan Lan—it was when he was having a nightmare.Why didn't Bian You say anything clearly, and why did he want to stun him with drugs!

——After being fainted by the drug for many years, the trusted old friend woke up from a nightmare and found that the cheap brother was missing. In order to find the cheap brother, he followed the clues to the old place where he often met with his old friends. While pulling away from the danger, he witnessed the dead body of his old friend falling from the sky—he probably fell into a farce that used to play with the protagonist, and fell so deep that he couldn't even climb out.

Gan Luan started chewing candy, and asked Gan Lan if he wanted it, but Gan Lan was intimidated by the gesture of giving him candy, and hurriedly said no.Gan Luan said, "Do you know who the person who contacted you is? You just rushed over like this. What if he lied to you?"

"I don't have any chances to consider." Gan Lan's eyes were eager but shy, and she wiped her cheek with the back of her hand: "When someone holds your mobile phone and threatens me with your life, and I can't find you , I have no other way to go." He was like a boy who had just tried his innocence and suddenly felt ashamed, his dodging eyes couldn't hide the light drawn in his eyes.

"But brother," he raised his eyes again, the deep darkness in his eyes had gathered, "That's not what you want to ask, right?" His deep darkness was about to cover him.Gan Luan took a step back and said, "Huh? Then what do I want to ask, you can guide me." Gan Lan narrowed her eyes, "For example, why am I just here?" He leaned into Gan Luan's ear: "His death Does it have something to do with me?" He pulled his finger away little by little, Gan Luan let him break free, as if he was powerless.Gan Lan looked down at Kong Luo's palm: "Or, am I guilty?"

"you……"

"I am." His cracked smile was like half of his face was broken, "Unfortunately, I am."

Gan Luan stretched out his hand forward, as if he wanted to catch something, he cupped it with both hands, but he was also confused about the motive, so he hung in the air, not moving forward or backward.His movements were out of place, and he didn't want time to go on.Stop, stop here, let him jump out.He just wants to be a spectator who has deep feelings but has nothing to do with himself. He has been hurting his mind and heart, and wakes up in the melancholy of the end, only to feel that it was a big dream, that's all.Can survive.

"I can't get rid of this person's death. I'm a sinner." He pointed to his chest and said every sentence: "I'll admit it first. It's not hard to ask me for you."

"That's not what I want to ask. Don't try to lead me away. Tell me, who is the devil?"

Gan Lan just said nothing; like a sinner who has surrendered completely, giving up any possible redemption.

His confession attitude made people feel arrogant: they died, as if it was all my fault, I confessed all my sins, and let the king deal with it-why!Could it be that these two lives, the unexplained deaths, are just for you to play some bitter drama?

Under the colorful lights, Gan Lan's face was stained in turns, but the gray was not concealed. It was a look of despair, without remorse or guilt, but begging for death.Even the dead are used.He didn't feel angry, just, just wanted to cough, his throat was itchy, and the bugs crawled in.

"I should really sacrifice you to them. But isn't that what you wish—" Gan Lan's gray expression immediately became confused.Sometimes he felt that Gan Lan was so simple, and sometimes he felt that this person, even if he was pushed to the limit—for example, if he swallowed him cleanly—he would not be able to understand him at all.He pinched Gan Lan, which was their usual posture for confrontation or communication: "Who are you provoking? According to you, they all died easily! This is the death of two real lives! Not two wipes of data in the game! But what kind of arrogance do you have? It seems that their death is only due to your words, who are you? What are you? You pissed me off!" But he was still rejoicing: as long as Gan Lan is alive, how could he Think so?How selfish.This thought never wavered, even in a fit of rage, he couldn't kill him.How cold-blooded.He is a cold-blooded animal with affectionate eyebrows.

He seemed to hear Gan Lan say: "Impersonating is a sin. I was guilty from the beginning. I entered the game with a sinful body. This story was full of my filth from the beginning, and it carried my sin to the end. What? End this wild story? It's obvious, let me atone with my life."

It's not like they don't know each other about the lines of tragic dramas.In the final analysis, they are all one... once they are passionate, they give everything they have.

"But why...you want to save me again?" Was Gan Lan talking?

save you?I don't want to.It’s just that it’s impossible not to drag you when you die, so you are not allowed to die first.They should die together.

into the night.

"That Gao Wei, have you found it?" The phone was connected, but the surroundings were a little noisy.Gan Luan turned on the tablet lying on the edge of the bed, unlocked a certain software, selected several options, and clicked OK.The wooden door behind him trembled, "Boom, boom, boom", knocking again and again, with a slow rhythm, like the dull roar of a trapped animal in the middle of the night. "Brother...Brother..." The voice was not very loud, maybe he didn't hear it.Then, I couldn’t even hear it anymore: the ceiling mechanism attached to the top of the wooden door activated, and a dark square opening appeared, and the iron pillars that were level with each other slowly slid down from the black hole, like a folded umbrella, one section at a time. Extending, the corresponding threshold hidden under the floor is pushed upwards to meet the iron bars, with a "click", the crisp sound of mechanism meshing overwhelms the others.Then another solid iron door slid out from the side and began to snap back into place, and they matched so well that it seemed the room was only now coming together.When the iron door was about to close, Gan Luan reached into the iron bar and unlocked the wooden door.The iron door closed quickly, and the expressions of the people inside could not be captured.It is quite now.The other end of the phone said: "...I can only say that I know who Gao Wei is."

"What's his origin?"

Ye Jing continued: "Gao Wei is a member of the orphanage, we can't touch him. The entire Yaocheng has an agreement with the orphanage. People outside the yard share the resources in the yard fairly, but they can't move their people. I told You, Ye Li, are also in the orphanage. Our Ye family needed a 'son', so Ye Li was 'born'. And Gao Wei, probably a fake Taoist priest from the Gao family wanted to match a Taoist boy. We are in the same boat, as long as The orphanage is still there, they can't touch Ye Li, we can't touch Gao Wei. If Gao Wei refuses to show up, no one can do anything. For this matter, it is not worth breaking the cup of the orphanage. No one will So capricious."

"That's why Gao Wei refuses to show his face." The hateful thing is that Gan Luan doesn't even remember Gao Wei's face.

"He's just doing odd jobs, let's just believe that." Ye Jing said.

At this moment, Gan Luan realized that he had never doubted Ye Jing.However, if he doubted even Ye Jing—he meant, without Ye Jing, he would have been useless long ago. Doubting Ye Jing is like doubting the rest of his life.

"So that's how Ye Li came from." He remembered that Ye Li's identity was rather vague, but he didn't expect that Ye Li and Gan Lan were so similar. less than real.

He suddenly thought: "Is it okay that you let Ye Li know so much about me?"

"The relationship between Ye Li and the Ye family is as indestructible as the cup in the orphanage. What's more, what he knows is irrelevant." Every time he talked about Ye Li's life experience, Ye Jing always hesitated to speak, "You Will the smart refrigerator at home secretly take pictures of you, betray you, or shoot you suddenly? They are things without will. So it’s not that Gao Wei himself refuses to show up, but the murderer bought the fake Taoist.”

"Is there no room for fake Taoist priests to communicate?"

"The fake Taoist priests in Yaocheng... To use an inappropriate analogy, they are the most affectionate and affectionate lovers in the world. They will accept everyone's work, but they will never reveal their secrets...Of course, that's what I said, although It will be a little more difficult, but if Gao Wei is just a member of the Gao family, I can still think of a way... But for such a trivial matter, the Gao family actually used people from the orphanage, which is difficult."

"You mean it's the orphanage that's really difficult to communicate with?"

"Not necessarily. Because if it's the Gao family's own business, they may not be willing to use Gao Wei. Using people from the orphanage may be the client's intention."

"The client is like an insider."

"Yes, he is very familiar with Yaocheng, or in other words, he will catch our shortcomings. However, that client should have paid a high price for this. From what I see, he knows the unspoken rules of the orphanage and is able to pay for it. There are not many insiders who can afford the price—so, this is the only clue we can come up with through Gao Wei."

"But I don't even remember Gao Wei's face."

"Isn't that normal for you?"

"When I woke up, the Gao Wei I saw was Gan Lan's face."

"...a dream that put you under a lot of pressure?" Ye Jing guessed.

"I dreamed that Gan Lan was smashed to death." The iron door was like ice, and even the temperature in the room was cold. He slid down the door and pressed his face against it, drawing the shape of the pinna coldly, and the emptiness penetrated him. Can't hear anything.He suddenly became nervous, turned on the tablet, and called up the monitoring screen. The situation inside the iron gate was clear at a glance. A body was curled up in the corner, still heaving.He is relieved. "And when I found Gan Lan, Gan Lan was almost crushed to death."

Ye Jing: "..."

"In this way, it seems that I had a precognitive dream, and then saved Gan Lan according to the content of the dream." He shook his head: "It's too unreal, the whole thing, from that dream, is too unreal He's gone." He walked to the closet, opened a drawer, and searched inside: "I'm still wondering, did I really save him?" I found it.He pressed the switch of that thing, and a cool smooth streak came out, pointed like a star.He looked at it and stuck it to his left arm: "Could it be that the reality that I saved him was a dream I made out of regret?" What objection?"

"Think clearly, Gan Lan will not die." Ye Jing said, "It doesn't matter if you save him or not."

Gan Luan changed his mobile phone, walked out the door, and threw the knife into the sink.He stretched out his left hand, the rushing water hit his arm first, and then splashed to the blade, the faint crimson color bloomed, like broken petals scattered all over the pool.He numbly said: "Maybe." He didn't even think about Ye Jing's words.

"Gan Luan. When you wake up, you're just afraid. Even if you didn't save Gan Lan, there are still many people waiting to save him. We won't let him die."

The water flow stopped, the lights were not turned on here, Gan Luan in the mirror suddenly looked up, the gray shadow seemed to be on fire, his eyes were burning hot: "Does Gan Lan know about this?"

"what?"

"I'm asking, does Gan Lan know about 'he won't die'?"

"What do you want to say..."

"Beep beep—" the phone hung up, and Gan Luan turned off the phone directly.

Back in the room, Gan Luan grabbed the tablet and quickly operated it. The screen was all red, and a bunch of black characters were flying randomly on the screen.He smiled contemptuously at the trembling screen: small tricks. After the string of "IUGUM" was caught by him, it remained in the center of the screen, and the other characters faded away. A "OK" icon appeared at the bottom of the screen, and a line of gray words faintly appeared under the icon: [Can this be selected?Are you a pervert? 】

He clicked "OK", and the gray words changed: [You bastard, are you sure you want to do this? 】

Confirm: [Really? 】

The location is confirmed with a blank face: [I will ask one last time...]

Sure!Poke hard!

[I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I don't believe it!How can you be so ruthless and unreasonable! 】

Gan Luan threw the tablet away: "Damn!" He went to pick it up again, poked at "OK" with his eyes closed... and then opened his eyes, only to see a line of words flashing on the screen: "Notifying Ye Jing...sent successfully .”

"IUGUM mode remains on."

The screen is completely dark.After a while, another string of red letters appeared:

"WITH OUTU."

Gan Luan turned the disgusting tablet upside down on the bed, ran to the kitchen and turned on the range hood to calm down for 10 minutes.When I went back to my room, I found that the tablet was singing, no, playing the violin, the tune was so beautiful, and the autumn leaves were falling with a single sound, and dozens of intestines were broken and couldn’t be connected, which made people feel in a mess—Gan Luan laughed angrily.Just at this time, when the style of the song changed, it was suddenly unbelievably cheerful, and the notes seemed to be attached to a spring, piercing directly into Gan Luan's heart, so the smile remained.Gan Luan turned off the music and called up the monitor again. Gan Lan was still huddled in the corner, but he found that Gan Lan was asleep—asleep?When did he know Gan Lan so well?As if you knew it the first time you saw it.Thinking of this, his smile deepened, the color of his lips seemed to be soaked in red wine, and the corners of his mouth were scarlet, like a demon who had tasted blood for the first time, greedy and ready to move.

He opened the iron gate and iron bars, flashed into the room, quickly locked the iron bars, and approached Gan Lan silently like a lurking beast with light hands and high vigilance.Gan Lan was still sleeping, and Gan Luan squatted beside him, staring at the young man silently, his eyes were like the deepest lake, curious, focused, aggressive, devouring, this obsession was undisguised.He squatted beside him, resisting to smooth his brows, just looking at and identifying his facial features, the corners of his red eyes, the tip of his straight nose, the corner of his injured mouth—was he injured? !How could he be hurt, who would dare—to pull him out of the depths of memory and admit him; they had been reunited for a long time.

Gan Lan was lying in the right position, Gan Luan got up, found a small secret door behind the head of the bed, opened it, imprinted her fingerprints, and there were several large round holes in the corner of the room—that is, the wall behind Gan Lan. , which are filled with a little sponge, with a metallic glow under the sponge.He moved over silently, and took out a string of rose-gold chains from the bottom hole. It was so thick and heavy that it might break a person's skull when he swung it.A half-finger-high metal ring is tied to the front end of the iron chain, and its circumference is about the thickness of an ankle.The inner circle of the metal ring was covered with a layer of dark blue flannelette, and it was also cushioned with sponge. Gan Luan pinched it, and his fingertips sank; the outer circle was inlaid with a circle of broken diamonds. There is a golden sun—the moon and the sun are both cut from a whole gemstone, and the workmanship is superb, and it is blindingly bright under the dim yellow light.Gan Luan groped for a while, and after getting used to the mechanism of the shackles, he squatted back beside Gan Lan.Gan Lan's ankles were exposed, and the wrist bones stretched up with a line, sinking into the bottom of her trousers.His fingers stopped at the dimple on Gan Lan's ankle, and he seemed to feel a slight tremor in that ankle. He quickly grabbed Gan Lan's ankle with one hand, and put the shackles on Gan Lan with the other hand.

"Brother...?" Gan Lan woke up.

"En." Gan Luan responded, and walked past him, as if looking for something on the wall, but Gan Lan couldn't catch her eyes.Gan Lan heard the rustling sound of the iron chain and became vigilant: "What are you doing? Brother." Gan Luan didn't answer him, but instead said: "Until you tell the truth, I won't let you go."

"This is... what?" As he spoke, the tone of the ending changed.Gan Lan hugged her ankle, but couldn't open the ring no matter what, the iron chain rattled, Gan Lan raised her head in disbelief: "Brother?"

"Stand up." Gan Lan did as he did. It might as well be another ring on the wrist, which is lighter than the one on the ankle, but it is absolutely impossible to break free with one person's strength.Seeing that Gan Luan was still holding one in his hand, Gan Lan wanted to escape, but the former stepped on the iron chain dragging on the ground, causing Gan Lan to stumble, but he was caught immediately: a force grabbed the chain that was chained to him. The chain on his right hand, Gan Luan also stretched out a hand to stop his waist.

"What is 'before telling the truth'? I never lied to you...Gan Luan..." His voice gradually weakened: "I just...forgot..." The shackles are like shadows, with Gan Lan's curse, it made him resist instinctively but lost his strength, the black mist rose from the shackles, slowly and quickly sucked away Gan Lan's strength and courage.He was trembling, he couldn't make an expression, his eyes were out of focus, his panic was out of order, his resistance was messy and aimless, he was just struggling, struggling, and finally even struggling gradually weakened; he was like a withered plant The plants are fragile, easy to break, and will soon be buried in the soil.The end of his eyes seemed to be scorched, and the red marks were about to drip.Gan Luan took advantage of his height to imprison him: "Forgot?" He didn't really believe it: "Then tell me when you remember. I will wait for you."

The body can't escape, but it's only one hand that can't be easily controlled by others. Gan Lan's still free hand does odd jobs that are unbelievable, and Gan Luan couldn't catch it for a while.You chased me and hid back and forth, both of them were panting with exhaustion. Finally, Gan Lan bent down and hugged Gan Luan's hand holding the chain. Yes, but not weak - this kind of thinness seems to be an accusation, because with Gan Lan's skill, he shouldn't fall to this point; but now he is like a rabbit in a cage that is cornered, red eyes, silent Holding on to him, making the last struggle, it's impossible for Gan Luan to let him go.When there was a stalemate, Gan Luan suddenly lowered his head and bit the back of Gan Lan's neck.

Gan Lan let out a soft cry in shock, and slowly let go of her embrace, Gan Luan seized the opportunity to withdraw her hand, and her pride flitted across her heart like a feather, disappearing without a trace.Gan Luan lowered his eyelids, curled up the corners of his mouth, moved down one step along the unevenness of his tongue, drew a circle, and took a light bite.It wasn't heavy, but Gan Lan lost her voice and hummed twice.The long metal chains are intertwined and flashing, making a crisp sound. In the dim light, their eyes are reflected, and there is a kind of intoxication in a dream.At this undefended moment, Gan Lan was put on the final shackles.The two wrists and the left leg creaked with a slight movement, and the monster under the moon had nowhere to hide.It turns out that sound can also be used as a kind of shackle, making it difficult for people to move.Gan Luan did not let go until Gan Lan was completely calm.He set him a pattern: "You can move freely in this room." Demonstrated to him, "Look," he tugged on the chain that bound his hand, demonstrating the spring back at the end of the chain: "Close to the entrance of the cave, the chain will be retracted, and it will be lengthened when it is farther away." The sound of the iron chain being dragged, Gan Lan folded his arms awkwardly, retracted into the corner of the wall, and no longer responded.Gan Luan squatted beside him, inserted his fingers into his golden hair, and combed it casually: "I will wait for you."

There was a sound behind him, and the originally locked iron door was opened, followed by the iron bars, which were pushed away from the outside.Gan Luan was startled, but not panicked—Gan Lan had already locked it.Then, Ye Jing with a dignified expression rushed into the door and shouted, "Gan Lan?!"

He was surprised, because it seemed that Ye Jing saw him for the second time.

"Gan Luan?" In a questioning tone.

"Ye Jing." Gan Luan got up, without looking back, but ordered: "Get out."

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