ah?My grave was dug

"Clap-"

The anti-theft door at the entrance was closed tightly, and the room was dim, except for a tall and straight black shadow on the sofa. No need to guess, Lin Han already knew who was sitting there.

Lin Han changed his slippers, went straight to the wall, and turned on the light in the living room. Suddenly, the room was as bright as day.

Lu Li's back was facing Lin Han, unexpectedly he was still wearing a crisp striped suit, his hair was a bit messy, before Lin Han approached, a strong smell of alcohol poured into his nostrils, and he rushed towards Lin Han. his brain.Lin Han felt a little dizzy for a moment, squeezed the twitching eyebrows, and glanced at the pile of beer bottles that were stumbling around on the coffee table.

Have a drink?

He walked around the sofa and walked over, unbuttoning his shirt as he walked, a dull gloom lingered in his heart, which lingered for a long time, making Lin Han a little annoyed.

After rubbing his hair, Lin Han sat down on the sofa first, and asked in a neutral tone, "Why drink?"

Lu Li has never liked to drink alcohol, not only because of his habit since he practiced, but also because he loses his composure after drinking and can't bear to look directly at him, which catches people off guard.

Lin Han had seen it once, and every time he recalled it, there would be a piercing pain somewhere indescribable, as if it was carved into his bone marrow, which made the corners of his mouth twitch until now, and he subconsciously disliked Lu Li who was drinking.

Lu Li didn't answer for a long time, Lin Han frowned slightly, and was about to say something, when a large shadow fell in front of his eyes.

The familiar cold aroma was mixed with the strong aroma of wine that made him dizzy, as if drunk without alcohol, with a ray of warm spring breeze, it blew into his heart, and Lin Han's eyes gradually blurred.

At this time, a voice rang in my ear.

"You called him today." As he spoke, Lin Han felt his shoulders sink, and a hand with slender knuckles rested on his shoulders. The force was a bit heavy, but it was within his tolerance. It could be seen The opponent is deliberately suppressing the strength.

"Who?"

Lin Han asked suspiciously, he just contacted the client today and did nothing else.

"After talking for half an hour, you still laughed. If Mu has something good for you, if he can give it to you, I can give it to you," Lin Han's other shoulder sank again, and Lu Li's voice still lingered in his ears. , "You haven't had such a long phone call with me, you haven't looked at me like that, and you haven't..."

The voice suddenly became hoarse, as if restraining the flood that was about to pour out, desperately resisting, controlling, and suppressing——

"So intimately called me 'A Li'."

Lin Han's pupils tightened, and his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a strong and powerful hand, and his fingertips were trembling with pain.

He always wanted to recall the lost part of his memory, but Lu Li refused to agree to take out the golden pestle in his skull no matter what. When asked why, Lu Li was very tight-lipped and refused to reveal a word.

This matter has been hanging in his mind, but Lu Li is unwilling, and it's useless for him to force it, so it's just like this, until now...

Isn't the best time now!

Lin Han's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said persuasively, "Do you want to hear me call you?"

Lu Li, who was slightly drunk, leaned down and pulled the distance between the two of them closer. His face was serious, except for his slightly red cheeks, he was not drunk at all.

He fixed his eyes on Lin Han, breathed out the smell of wine, and said, "I want to."

The corner of Lin Han's mouth twitched, "Then you take off the golden pestle on the back of my head, and I'll do it until you're satisfied."

When Lu Li heard this, he paused for a moment, his eyes lit up, "Okay."

Lin Han rubbed his hands secretly, looking forward to it. After waiting for a long time, he didn't wait for the movement of the back of his head. Instead, he was carried into the bedroom by Lu Li in the form of a princess.

Why does this direction seem a bit wrong!

"Wait! You don't have to go back to the bedroom so much trouble, you can pick it up here."

Lu Li shook his head seriously, "No, you can only take the golden pestle if you satisfy me."

Lin Han: "!!!"

"Stop! I said until you are satisfied, not until you are satisfied, hey!"

The only response to Lin Han was to close the door with a bang.

The night of spring rain was silent, covering up the spring scenery in the bedroom.

Lin Han woke up from a long dream. The dream contained his lost memory. He had expected some kind of change, but when he really thought about it, he was still so...

Turning sideways, Lin Han embraced the sleeping Lu Li with his arms crossed.There was a golden pestle lying beside Lu Li, its body was engraved with curse marks, it had faded after thousands of years.

This thing carries his important memory.

His eyes fell from the golden pestle to the sleeping man's face. This was not the familiar face of Lu Li thousands of years ago, but it was more unforgettable than the previous one.

Lin Han stretched out his hand, tracing the handsome face of his subordinate over and over again with his fingertips, from the peak of his eyebrows, to the tip of his nose, to the pale frost-colored lips.

His cold gaze was gentle inch by inch, as if turning from frozen ice into spring water, soft and warm.

This person, for his deviant, turned into a monster who was neither human nor demon.

This person, for his protection of the mausoleum for thousands of years, has become infatuated with love.

This man, love him like life.

The author has something to say:

At first, I thought it was okay if Lin Han couldn't remember, but after thinking about it, I still wanted Lin Han to know everything Lu Li had done for him.

Lu Li's love is the love of a mortal

Love to the extreme, I want to share the prosperity with you even if I change my life against the sky

This time it's really over

see you next time