"Fan Xiao."
A pair of leather shoes stepped into the light first, followed by a pair of well-proportioned long legs. The man walked slowly, and the light gradually moved up, brushing against the protruding Adam's apple, and finally into a pair of indifferent eyes.
"Shu Lang." Fan Xiao's voice trembled slightly, and his heart tightened suddenly as if it had been hit hard by something, and the blood was squeezed out, causing a fine and dense pain. In the pain, there was also a trace of hope, like a spark in the ashes, always with the expectation of setting the prairie on fire.
He didn't want to retreat, but he didn't dare to move forward, so he could only stay where he was, his eyes fixed on You Shulang who was walking slowly towards him.
Only when I got closer did I see those lifeless eyes, cold and withered, without any life.
But some people didn't believe in evil and still held a glimmer of hope. Fan Xiao tried to pull You Shulang's wrist: "Shulang, I didn't expect you to come to see me."
Before his fingertips touched the sleeve, You Shulang turned his hand away and dodged.
The smoke in the cold night and the white mist between their breaths gathered together, as if forming a soft fog wall between the two of them. Through the smoke, You Shulang looked at Fan Xiao and said in a deep voice: "I just met Bai Pengyu."
"!!!"
Fan Xiao's pupils trembled! The blood in his body instantly solidified! The knuckles of his hand holding the car door turned white from being pressed.
He forced himself to calm down and pretended not to care. His Adam's apple rolled and he asked in a hoarse voice, "He just saw him? He often goes to bars like this."
Fan Xiao was used to pretending, but no matter how good his disguise was, he couldn't suppress his shock and guilt for a moment. And all these subtle changes fell into You Shulang's eyes without any error.
The dull eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of gray sand. You Shulang smiled bitterly, took out the cigarette and threw it on the ground, then crushed the scarlet blood with his leather shoes, just like crushing his last hope.
He took something out of his coat pocket. Fan Xiao looked closely and found that it was the pair of black military gloves!
"Shu Lang, you..."
You Shulang slowly put on the gloves, stretched his fingers and clenched his fists. Only after he felt comfortable wearing them did he raise his eyes.
"Do you remember what you once said? The day after I was stabbed, you said to me in the car, 'This revenge must be avenged!'"
As soon as he finished speaking, You Shulang clenched his fist, with his knuckles bulging, and suddenly punched Fan Xiao in the face!
"Hmm!" Fan Xiao groaned as he was hit hard by the heavy punch.
The tall and burly man took a small step back and suddenly felt his skin and flesh aching, and half of his teeth felt numb.
At this point, Fan Xiao realized that there was no need to hide anything anymore between him and You Shulang.
The dead ash with a remaining spark in my heart was extinguished by the sudden pour of cold water, and there was no possibility of it rekindling.
My heart was so sad and painful! At this moment, Fan Xiao finally faced himself, the confusion, panic, and uncontrollable grief in the past few days. It turned out that they were all real.
Do you regret it? I don't know. But every night when he was wrapped in darkness, Fan Xiao thought that he could actually lie in You Shulang's arms, smell the faint scent of wild roses, fall asleep peacefully, and have a good dream.
It was not until this moment that Fan Xiao realized that in this game, he was the one who brought sin upon himself, but not the winner. On the contrary, he was the one who lost the most completely! !
He closed his eyes and said slowly, "Shu Lang, how can you vent your anger?"
You Shulang smiled after hearing this and said, "Fan Xiao, there's nothing special about you. I wanted to beat Bai Pengyu for ten minutes back then, and I do the same to you now."
With his ten fingers in leather gloves crossed, You Shulang delivered another heavy punch!
The fist broke through the cold night wind and hit Fan Xiao's flesh with great force, from top to bottom, each punch was more fierce than the last! Those gloves had been stained with so many passionate encounters, and now they delivered so many cold blows!
The punch that landed on the abdomen was the heaviest and fastest. Fan Xiao covered his abdomen with one hand, groaned, and bent down.
Even so, Fan Xiao did not dodge or evade, and did not resist. He staggered a few steps with his body hunched, and a smile appeared on his painful face.
"It's still different." He said while enduring the pain, "Director You used to avoid the vital parts when he beat people, but now every punch of yours hits the target, which shows that I am still different to you."
There was an uncontrollable rage flashing in You Shulang's eyes. Fan Xiao's deception, disgust, contempt, and disdain had accumulated layer by layer. The emotions that had been suppressed these days suddenly broke through the solid embankment like a fierce wave.
Anger made his voice hoarse and low: "Since you need special treatment, I will grant it to you."
The man's hard body was wrapped in a strong wind, and it seemed to leave a shadow under the dim street lights. He kicked Fan Xiao's chest hard, and seeing that the tall man only staggered two steps, he hit him again and knocked him to the ground.
He raised his leg and put his leather shoes on Fan Xiao's chest. He bent down to close the distance between them and looked into his eyes.
"Fan Xiao, come and translate a sentence for me, translate it into Sanskrit." The sexy lips opened and closed, "If the Bodhisattva falls into sin, if he doesn't fall, then pull him down."
Fan Xiao no longer concealed his feelings, nor was he shocked. He looked up at You Shulang from the bottom up, just like a person prostrating at the feet of a Buddha looking up at a god.
"คุณคือพระโพธิสัตว์ของฉัน (You are my Bodhisattva and my god.)."
You Shulang's eyes were filled with sadness, and he stepped harder on the man's chest: "Fan Xiao, I really can't imagine what those Thai words you whispered affectionately in my ear are saying."
"I..." Since experiencing the tsunami, Fan Xiao was rarely speechless. He was used to playing people around and was also used to being able to justify himself.
The Buddha said not to tell lies or speak falsely.
Fan Xiao always looks down on people. There has to be someone going to hell, otherwise where would there be heaven?
But today, for the first time, he felt reverence for gods and Buddhas, and for the first time, he was afraid of purgatory, because he would definitely not meet You Shulang there.
Suddenly, a loud shout came from afar, disturbing the silent gaze between the two.
"What are you doing!" Shi Lihua roared, "Who are you? You dare to touch anyone!"
He was holding a baseball bat in his hand, which he should have kept in the car for self-defense. Now one end of the bat was resting on the ground, making a harsh sound as it rubbed against the ground.
He was not far away and rushed forward in a few steps. He raised the baseball bat with both hands and smashed it towards You Shulang's back with a whirring sound.
Fan Xiao, who was half lying on the ground, had his eyes wide open. He suddenly raised his hand and pulled You Shulang down, allowing him to avoid the blow!
Then he shouted behind You Shulang: "Get lost!"
Shi Lihua was stunned for a moment, his face still showing anger, and he also showed some grievance and embarrassment. After seeing that the person who attacked Fan Xiao was You Shulang, he suddenly realized what had happened, threw the baseball bat and raged: "I am really meddling in other people's business! Fan Xiao, if I interfere in your business any more, I will take your last name!"
After saying that, Shi Lihua walked away angrily, and only two shadows were left in this corner of the parking lot.
Fan Xiao had just acted as a hero to save the beauty, and now he had a somewhat flattering attitude. He carefully touched the ankle that was still on his chest.
But the next moment, the foot that was applying pressure was withdrawn, returning Fan Xiao's freedom.
You Shulang slowly walked to the baseball bat, bent down and picked it up. He weighed the stick in his hand and felt it was very comfortable.
He returned to Fan Xiao again, looked down at him, and said calmly: "Thank you just now, I will charge you one minute less."
After saying that, You Shulang raised the wooden stick high, mobilized the strength of all the muscles in his body, and swung it down heavily!
There were sounds of breaking wind and clubs hitting each other, but no cries of pain, not even a muffled groan. Fan Xiao gritted his teeth and endured everything You Shulang gave him...
Not a minute more or less, the baseball bat hit the ground at just the right time.
You Shulang panted heavily and squatted in front of Fan Xiao, with a fierce look in his eyes. He asked in a deep voice: "Fan Xiao, let me ask you again, why do you treat me like this?"
Fan Xiao was half dead at this time. He lay on the ground helplessly, looking at You Shulang. After a long while, he murmured something.
"It's all my fault."
You Shulang smiled disappointedly, took out a card from his inner pocket and threw it at Fan Xiao.
"This is the money my brother owes you. The password is six zeros."
Before standing up, You Shulang asked, "Fan Xiao, do you believe that there are gods in this world?"
He pulled off the four-faced Buddha statue that was exposed on Fan Xiao's collar.
"I've always thought this Buddha statue has a ferocious face." You Shulang studied it under the lamp. "Now I realize that it actually looks like you."
He threw the chain lightly and accurately into the trash can beside him.
"In fact, you should also suffer the same fate as him, and end up like garbage."
Without even glancing at the man on the ground, You Shulang stood up and walked into the dark night.
After a while, he disappeared...
The phone rang for a long time. Fan Xiao, whose limbs were frozen stiff, finally heard the continuous noise. He endured the severe pain in his body and answered the phone, but he was not as hypocritical and polite as usual. He directly called the name of the eldest brother of the Fan family.
"What's the matter? Fan Bo."
The voice on the phone was blunt: "Father asked you to come back."
"I can't go back. The company still has business to deal with."
"Father said that the company in China will be temporarily handed over to the second son to manage. You must come back to get engaged."
Fan Xiao sneered: "I have had the engagement dress altered to your size, and I have already sent an invitation to my sister-in-law. I believe you will be able to meet soon."
"Fan Xiao!!!"
With a click, Fan Xiao hung up the phone and said to the empty night sky: "Am I the only one suffering? Forget it!"