He is from a fighting nation

Wu Liang changed one hundred days to 100 years.

But for Zhou Xiangwan, there is no limit. The 100-year limit is limited to himself. This is his promise to Zhou Xiangwan, using the way he thinks is the most serious, the most romantic, and the most in line with the meaning of eachother .

To do something like guarantee, for Zhou Xiangwan, who thinks every second, he regrets it, he is extremely willful, and has a princess temper, while Wu Liang is an honest person, and he takes the spirit of the contract very seriously. Once a commitment is made, it is largely for a lifetime.Just like he once said to Du Feng that as long as you don't leave me first, I will not leave you, even if he was tortured like that, he still gritted his teeth and knelt.

A picture suddenly appeared in Zhou Xiangwan's mind when he was reading all kinds of bloody movies: He married young, unfortunately got cancer, and died young. A lifetime of feces, a lifetime of widowhood, gray hair, tragic death on the street.

Or he lost his memory in a car accident and became cruel and ruthless. He did what he should have done. Because Wu Liang signed a 100-year contract of prostitution, he endured it all the time. In the end, he died of cancer. He repented and hugged Wu Liang The ashes are alone for a lifetime.

It's too bad!Zhou Xiangwan shuddered and hurriedly clicked on the screen, trying to delete the contract.Wu Liang leaned forward and snatched it away, "Zhou Xiangwan! You're cheating again!"

The two hugged each other and rolled a few times, the silver chain was entwining the two of them, the electronic lock on Zhou Xiangwan's wrist was pulled violently again, a strong electric current was triggered, Wu Liang only felt a tingling numbness The numbness came from the arm interlocking Zhou Xiangwan's fingers, and the numbness was fleeting, making him tremble all over.

Wu Liang: "What is this?! Zhou Xiangwan, what are you doing!!!"

The electric current that Zhou Xiangwan endured was much more painful than that of Wu Liang. Although his eyes were blackened by the electric shock, his reaction was still super fast. He kicked Wu Liang's ultimate killer weapon, the earthy hair, with one jio, and then said slowly: " . . . it's a heart-pounding feeling."

When Wu Liang was kidnapped by Du Feng, he was stunned by a stun gun. The pain of being shocked was still fresh in his memory, and he immediately judged that the feeling just now was an electric shock. He stared and said, "Nonsense! You are simply shocking yourself!"

Zhou Xiangwan was dying: "No! The feeling of a heartbeat is similar to the feeling of an electric shock! Otherwise, why would there be such a thing as [-] volts!"

Wu Liang didn't bother arguing with Zhou Xiangwan on such a crazy topic, he grasped the crux of the problem at a glance, pointed at the chain on Zhou Xiangwan's wrist, his face was flushed with anger, he was about to go crazy, and shouted : "Pick it! Pick this damn thing off for me immediately!"

How could Zhou Xiangwan dare to provoke the current Wu Liang? He was so honest as never before. He turned his wrist and entered the password. The electronic handcuffs clicked and fell from Zhou Xiangwan's wrist and landed on the bed soundlessly.The silver chain was like a fine snake of gorgeous color, tightly entwining the two of them, with its tail twisting, swaying on the black sheet into an irregular big circle, encircling the two of them together, Wu Liang knelt between Zhou Xiangwan's legs For a while, he lowered his head and stared blankly at his wrist.

Zhou Xiangwan's wrist, which was originally white, was burned by the electric current, and a circle of bright red protrusions emerged, as wide as the thickness of a thumb. The white was the white of white jade, and the red was as red as blood. The contrast between red and white was shocking.

Wu Liang thought to himself: "Bastard!!! How can there be such a fool in this world!!!"

Wu Liang wanted to curse, but he couldn't forget the cautious look in Zhou Xiangwan's eyes when he said that he was afraid of hurting him.There was absolutely no need for Zhou Xiangwan to lock himself up. Electric shock therapy was completely useless to his condition. He tortured him so much because he was afraid that he would lose control and do something that would hurt others.

A wave of helpless despair surged into Wu Liang's heart. He clenched his fists tightly, as if his heart had been pierced with ten thousand needles, and felt that he had been electrocuted again.

Since Zhou Xiangwan was crushed into a puddle of rotten meat by a car, he has a very high tolerance for pain. Except that he can't bear being beaten up by low slippers, everything else is fine. I don't think there is anything wrong with this injury. See Wu Liang Instead of scolding him, he became more courageous, and pushed Wu Liang with a gesture, "Move to the side, the chain is entangled."

Wu Liang didn't make a sound, lowered his head, stretched out his bruised hand, and wrapped Zhou Xiangwan's little finger - the little rose ring that Zhou Xiangwan stubbornly snatched from Wu Liang, and then he trembled Taking a deep breath, he blew lightly on the scar on Zhou Xiangwan's wrist.

As the breath of cool air blew on the wound, a few tears fell down like crystals, Wu Liang raised his hand to wipe his eyes, and continued to blow, without saying a word.

Wu Liang rarely cried, this time he was really forced to collapse by Zhou Xiangwan.He cried silently, not even sobbing, just streaming down his tears.Most of them are those who cry loudly, always cry unscrupulously and confidently, because there are always people who love and coax him, just like Zhou Xiangwan.

And Wu Liang's family education since he was a child is that crying is useless, and solving problems is the first priority. No one has ever comforted him, so crying out is meaningless.

Zhou Xiangwan was frightened by Wu Liang. He was most afraid of Wu Liang crying, so he patted him on the back at a loss, and said dryly: "It's okay, it's okay, don't cry. It's just a minor injury. I was wrong, You beat me up."

Wu Liang shook his head. He himself didn't know where the tears came from, why he was so emotional all of a sudden. With tears streaming down his eyes, he methodically untied the silver chain wrapped around the two of them. Once the silver chain was untied, the two of them were gone. Zhou Xiangwan felt unaccustomed to the shackles, and they separated slightly, as if the connection had been broken. Zhou Xiangwan put his arms around Wu Liang's waist, forced him to spread his legs, pinched the back of his neck, and pressed him down. in my arms.

"I was wrong, I was really wrong... I will never mess with your contract again, I won't talk about breaking up, I won't point a gun at you, and I won't tell you to fuck off..."

Wu Liang was still shaking his head, his forehead resting on Zhou Xiangwan's shoulder, not letting him see.Zhou Xiangwan couldn't bear him like this, hugged him tightly, rocked him like he was putting a child to sleep, and said softly: "I'll put together a contract right away, I'm not a badass, after I'm done, I'll go to the museum and hire some A person who restores ancient books will definitely make it symmetrical and beautiful for you...Wu Liang...don't be angry...have a drink of Wangzai to calm the fire."

When mentioning Wangzai milk, Wu Liang suddenly said sullenly: "...no more. You have a bottle, and I have a bottle."

Zhou Xiangwan: "I'll go buy it right away!"

This is the first time Wu Liang has been coaxed by someone, not to mention that the person who coaxed him was Zhou Xiangwan. Zhou Xiangwan curled up in his arms, and Zhou Xiangwan touched Wu Liang's head. His hair had just grown a little, and it was velvety, like a kiwi.

Zhou Xiangwan hugged Wu Liang and leaned down, pressing Wu Liang on the black sheet. This was a very ambiguous gesture, but Zhou Xiangwan didn't have much desire in his heart, he just kissed the corner of Wu Liang's crying eyes, and followed Tears licked down, biting his lips with the bitter taste of whiskey, biting very tenderly.

Wu Liang pierced Zhou Xiangwan's ribs with one hand, and hugged his neck with the other. He finally stopped crying, just buried his head in the socket of his neck, and gently sucked his nose.

"Are you tired?"

Wu Liang shook his head.

"Then are you still angry?"

Wu Liang still shook his head.

"Why do not you speak?"

Wu Liang: "..."

It took Zhou Xiangwan a long time to react before he realized that Wu Liang might be acting like a baby with him.

Wu Liang feels that he is older than Zhou Xiangwan, so in the relationship between the two, he has always been the one who accommodates Zhou Xiangwan, letting him in, pampering him, and prioritizing him in everything. He is willing, but occasionally panics Uneasy, he was afraid that he was not mature enough, not strong enough, not worthy of Zhou Xiangwan, and even relied on him quietly and cautiously.

Zhou Xiangwan raised his hand and touched Wu Liang's handsome face. The heart of a scumbag who was so hard was completely soaked by Wu Liang's tears, and said, "What do you want to know? You ask, and I'll tell you. "

Wu Liang still had the same old question: "Are you hallucinating? What kind of hallucination?"

Zhou Xiangwan hugged Wu Liang, looked around nervously, and said in a low voice, "I think...maybe it's not a hallucination...I might have seen a ghost."

Wu Liang: "..." This question is beyond the outline, and I should ask Qian Meng, the [-]th generation successor of the Maoshan School.

Wu Liang was so scared of Zhou Xiangwan that he didn't dare to refute him at all, he just followed his lead and asked, "What the hell is that?"

Zhou Xiangwan whispered: "I can't say... What if they pester you?"

Wu Liang said, "They? More than one?"

Zhou Xiangwan kept his mouth shut.Fortunately, Wu Liang, who reads ghost movies, is a staunch materialist in his heart, but he has a wealth of theoretical knowledge. He lifted the quilt and covered the two of them, and his tone was full of magic, "The quilt can isolate the gap between yin and yang." If we talk inside, they can't hear us, and they can't come in."

Zhou Xiangwan was full of disbelief: "Really? It's yin and yang again. Why are you and Qian Meng more and more like each other?"

Wu Liang said: "In the ghost well we watched before, did the protagonist escape by getting under the quilt in the end?"

Because Zhou Xiangwan was afraid of ghosts, he rarely watched ghost movies. He was very ignorant, so he didn't ask any more questions, and honestly hid under the blanket with Wu Liang.

The two of them were warmly covered under the quilt, their breaths intertwined, and their bodies overlapped, which made Zhou Xiangwan feel very at ease.

Wu Liang asked, "So you..." After a pause, he considered, "What the hell did you see?"

Zhou Xiangwan hesitated for a moment, then said, "...the person who was killed by me."

Wu Liang immediately thought of Zhou Xiangqing, but then noticed that Zhou Xiangwan had mentioned "they" before, and asked in confusion, "How can you conclude that they are ghosts, not hallucinations?"

The secret is actually the same principle as constipation. When a constipated person poops, after the first poop comes out, the rest of the poop will be very smooth.Zhou Xiangwan spoke for the same reason. He held back for too long. He couldn't stop talking at the beginning of a hell. He whispered in Wu Liang's ear about Zhou Xiangqing's wechat message to him yesterday.

Wu Liang was originally a hard-core man who was hypnotized by watching ghost movies. He stayed up all day and night, lying under the quilt with Zhou Xiangwan, and Zhou Xiangwan whispered ghost stories in his ears. fall asleep condition.

Wu Liang yawned heavily, and Zhou Xiangwan bit his ear in dissatisfaction, and said aggrievedly, "It's you who said you want to listen to me telling the truth, and you're the one who feels bored now."

Wu Liang blinked, and felt that his eyelids were going to stick together. He felt a little strange in his heart, because as a top social animal, he could perfectly adjust his state. Now his spirit is very tense, even if he is drunk and Sleepy, it shouldn't be so sluggish.

Wu Liang wanted to rub his eyes, but he couldn't lift his hands because of Zhou Xiangwan's pressure, so he tilted his head and rubbed Zhou Xiangwan's clothes.

At this time, Wu Liang smelled a faint fragrance, revealing a hint of bitterness and elegance, like a bitter stalk soaked in water.This is not Zhou Xiangwan's usual scent of perfume, his scent is always warm and fresh, like forest, like desert, like pet shampoo.

Wu Liang said, "Have you changed your perfume?"

"Nope," Zhou Xiangwan leaned against Wu Liang's neck and took a sharp breath, "Isn't this the smell of your straight man's soap? It smells like toilet cleaner..."

Wu Liang was a little itchy from being sucked by Zhou Xiangwan. He smiled, and was about to pull back the blanket to inhale some fresh air to wake up, when he suddenly felt something was wrong.

The blanket was moderately thick, and a faint light came in. Zhou Xiangwan was lying on top of him, but he always felt that there was a third person in the blanket.

Wu Liang's heart beat abnormally faster, his head became more and more dizzy, and he was extremely sleepy. In a trance, he vaguely saw a blurred, pale face on Zhou Xiangwan's shoulder.

"hiss--"

Wu Liang flicked violently, terrified, took a breath, and raised his hand to slap him. This slap used all his strength, and he ran towards the goal of paper tigers, all ghosts and snakes. On the face, the little fairy man's head was almost crooked.

Zhou Xiangwan groaned, covered his face, unable to speak, and roared angrily, "Wu Liang!!! You're addicted to beating me, aren't you?!"

Wu Liang blinked slowly as if he hadn't heard of it, and stared at Zhou Xiangwan's shoulder for a long while. It was clean and there was nothing there.

But around Zhou Xiangwan, there were many phantoms, very faint and blurry, like an illusory mirage.

But it wasn't what Zhou Xiangwan told him, that the people killed by him turned into ghosts, but lumps of brown-red scales, with red eyes—

Monster!

Wu Liang rubbed his eyes in horror, staring at the void, speechless, Zhou Xiangwan looked at his expression, his anger disappeared without a trace, jumped forward, hugged Wu Liang tightly, as if he wanted to use Protecting him with his body, he said with great regret: "I just said... I can't tell you... Look, they are stalking you!"

"no……"

Wu Liang and Zhou Xiangwan had very different experiences, and their way of thinking was naturally completely different. Wu Liang dragged Zhou Xiangwan forward with difficulty, picked up the whiskey on the cabinet, squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully, and murmured: "Call the police...we will Maybe I drank fake wine..."

The author has something to say: Because Wu Liang doesn't do anything wrong, all he sees are quite strange things...