Jing Lingyu was very anxious and raised her breath and chased her quickly. When she got close to her, she suddenly lit up.

But she saw that the sparse forest had already ended. The snow was clear and the cold moon was in the sky. In front of the earthen hill, there was a official road in the middle of the black ao. She looked around and saw a dark blue storm sweeping south along the road. The star lights shone in the distance. The water sank the city at night.

She couldn't help but be stunned and thought to herself, "Isn't that the capital?" She didn't have to think too much and chased after her with anger.

Liao Gushi increased his speed to 100%. He sneaked back into the capital and ran again. Looking back at Jing Lingyu's figure appeared far away in the darkness. He still couldn't take it off.

At this time, the street markets on both sides were closed, and the doors were closed. There were still casinos and brothels. As he ran, he suddenly felt a dazzling red light in the slanting thorn. He looked at it. A flower building was towering in front. The building was divided into three floors. There were lights on the first and second floors. There were few houses on the third floor. However, it was dark. Liao Gushi slapped his palm on the wall of a house passing by. The snow poured over the tiles like fog. He rushed by. Then he twisted his body and stepped forward. He took advantage of his inertia and climbed up the outer corridor of the second floor of the flower building with the red pillar.

This outer corridor is connected to more than a dozen rooms. The piano music and songs inside, the figures and figures swayed in the window, and the joy continued. He did not dare to lurk here. He leaned down with the railings as a cover. The silent cat rushed for several steps. It was probably in the middle. He jumped up with his hand and climbed onto the rain eaves. He shook his body and flipped up to the third floor. He pushed the door and rolled in.

Liao Gushi hid the door and looked outward along the crack of the door. Jing Lingyu had already chased him downstairs and found that his footprints were broken by snow. He was stopping to observe his body and looking around. He looked around. There was a lot of suspicion in his eyes. Obviously, he was not sure where he was going.

He turned around and leaned his back against the door and breathed out slightly.

The light in the room in front of me is very weak. It can be seen that it is divided into two rooms inside and outside. It is separated by old flower stands. It is not very spacious. But it is extremely exquisite. There is a thick carpet on the ground and the tread is soft. There is a solid wood bookshelves on the left side of the room. There is a 6-fold screen for ladies watching flowers on both sides. It is hidden and the iron crane candlesticks on both sides are separated. The lampshades are dark red and not lit. There is a round table in the inner room that is exposed half of it. There are wine pots and cups on it. Several charcoal stoves are placed in the corner of the wall. The carved space reflects a faint red light, emitting a warm feeling with a fragrant fragrance.

A creaking sound was heard. A woman on the bed in the inner room said, "Oh, why are you here again? I said, "I feel uncomfortable. You four can handle it. Don't bother me." Liao Gushi didn't expect that there was someone in the room. It sounded like a prostitute was still trying to get angry. He coughed and comforted, "Xiaosheng... I have been admiring the girl for a long time. I just sat for a while to comfort my longing. There was no need for a girl to serve me." When the woman heard that it was a man's voice, she felt something was wrong. She suddenly lifted up the quilt. She had not shouted out yet. Liao Gushi rushed over and covered her mouth with one hand and rolled up. She pressed her back on the couch and pressed her under her body. She lifted the quilt and said, "Don't shout. I'm not a bad person."

The two were very close. The woman saw his big eyes clear and handsome, looking at him, as if she had forgotten his fear. She nodded hard. Seeing that she did not resist, Liao Gushi slowly let go of her hand covering her mouth and nose. The woman smiled and leaned closer to him. She said in a charming voice: "Oh, it's not a bad person, but she pressed her under her body. You are really disagreeable."

When she smelled the strong smell of alcohol in her mouth, Liao Gushi felt a little disgusted. She wanted to avoid it a little, but was gently wrapped by the other party's jade arms. She felt two soft palms slip into the clothes room and rubbed them on her back, bringing a warm feeling of warmth.

The woman realized his unfamiliarity with the opposite sex, and laughed at her, and was drunk and stupid.

Liao Gushi realized that he shouldn't have been like this. He wanted to get up. He had a white leg on his lower body. He was overturned by the woman and pressed against him. Before he could react, a pair of soft reds had been pressed on him. He suddenly felt that the lips were tender and moist and sweet.

"Liao Gushi. Come out for me."

Jing Lingyu's shout came downstairs.

"You can cover the footprints on the ground. You can also cover the walls. Do you think I dare not go in and catch you after entering the brothel?"

There was noisy voice in the flower building. Many people opened the window and looked out. They were talking. Liao Gushi breathed tightly and was immediately caught by the woman. She raised her head slightly and smiled contemptuously: "I'm looking for you. It turned out that she was hiding from your little lover. She said that she had admired me for a long time. When she told lies, her face was not red and her heart was not beating. Why? Did the two quarrel?"

When she looked up, her body was still very relaxed. The red underwear was like a cloud covering her. It was pressed down softly and not heavy. Liao Gushi only felt a snow-white and dizzy look in front of her eyes. She was covered with flesh on her chest. Although it was not fierce, it was so hot that her heart was itchy. He turned his head and moaned almost, "We are not..." He was too lazy to explain again. So he shut up.

"Haha." The woman shook her head slightly, her hair was raised and fell, and she stroked it on Liao Gushi's face. A scent of Suhe was charming. She smiled faintly and said, "Yes, it's not a lover. She is a cousin, aunt, good sister, and a daughter. Haha. I haven't seen anything before. I love to do bad things but don't want to take responsibility. You guys are all the same."

While she was talking, she wandered under Liao Gushi's neck while fingering. She wrote the word "bad" and chuckled.

The outside cries and scolding gradually stopped. It was quiet for a while. Jing Lingyu said mourningly: "Cousin, can you come out? I will never make you angry again. I don't want anything. I will never see Dad again. I will never see Xiaoqing and the others again. I will listen to you in everything. Let's find a place to live quietly. You practice swordsmanship. I will make you a dish for the rest of your life. OK?" The voice was sobbing and sobbing. It made people feel very pleasing.

"So he's a little fanatic."

"There is no hair on the edge of the hat. It seems that he is still a bald nun."

"All nuns are like this. This world is really unsuccessful."

A burst of laughter came from the window of the building.

Liao Gushi's body was stiff and he bit his lower lip and motionless. The woman felt sad in her heart. He buried her head on his chest and sighed quietly: "Do you still ignore her? Everyone has a shameless face. When she said this, it can be seen that she has used sincerity. Alas. We women, we don't know what evil we have done. We have to suffer from the pain of the world's love." Suddenly, a man scolded him outside. Then the sound of fighting came. She looked up quickly and said, "Oh, no, it must be that the manager of the investigation and the fight has started. You won't go and see."

Liao Gushi closed her eyes: "She has martial arts skills. No one can hurt her." The woman looked at him angrily and said, "You are just a woman who can fight. You are so relieved." Seeing that he was silent, his eyes gradually softened. He said, "You are so cruel..." She pressed her face down, and her fingers drew circles on Liao Gushi's chest. She smiled sneeredly and murmured, "But I know. You do this. You are definitely hating her. In fact, you love her very much."

Liao Gushi said: "Nonsense. What do you know."

"Of course I know."

The woman rolled her eyes disdainfully and added: "Because I'm a **."

She said this sentence lightly, but it made Liao Gushi feel sad. He looked at her calm and her drunken eyes seemed to pass through the wall and look into the vast distance. Her heart couldn't help but feel ache. She twisted her face and stretched out her hand to pull the quilt up and cover her shoulders.

The woman didn't say anything. She just rubbed her face against his chest like a cat, and hugged her tighter again.

Seeing her like this, Liao Gushi was confused again. He really didn't know if he should have covered the quilt just now. The sound of fighting outside became fierce and shouting. He couldn't help but turn slightly and listen quietly. Jing Lingyu felt angry. He took action naturally and was ruthless. Most of the sounds of men crying for help and wailing. Buyin was heavy and busy. It seemed that someone was carrying the injured.

The woman looked at him secretly. Seeing that his eyes were clearly filled with concern, anxiety and hesitation, his heart felt warm for a moment. A faint envy and smile appeared on his face. Suddenly he raised his head and shouted loudly: "Your cousin is here."

This sound suddenly came. Liao Gushi was shocked to his eyes and couldn't stop him.

The woman shook her jaw and smiled, "I'm happy and happy. How about it?" Before she finished speaking, the door opened. Liao Gushi turned his body and stretched out his fingers to press the mute hole between her neck and pressed her under her body.

The sound of the clothes and hunting wind at the door stopped quickly. A bang of fire broke out, illuminating the room. Jing Lingyu's eyes swept. The scene in her eyes suddenly made her lungs explode.

Under the brocade quilt embroidered with auspicious clouds and flying cranes was a pair of red lips that were hard to distinguish. My cousin closed his eyes as if he was siping a ripe fruit. He seemed to be silent about his arrival.

She trembled her fingers and said, "What are you doing?" When she spoke, she felt the roaring sound in her ear drums. Her voice turned out to be a reverb mixed with countless noises.

Liao Gushi slowly looked up and stared at the eyes of the woman below. He stretched out his fingers to gently wipe the red lips on the corner of his mouth. He said lightly: "Of course you are visiting a prostitute in a brothel. Otherwise, what else should you do?"

"Scientific support."

A muffled sound was made by the door frame. Jing Lingyu's breathing stopped suddenly. A heart was frozen into pieces and smashed into his chest countless times.

"Ba..."

The door was stumbled heavily. The darkness filled the room deeply. The "Dingdeng" sounded suddenly and suddenly sounded several times. It disappeared.

Liao Gushi lifted the quilt and sat up with his eyes in a daze. He vaguely felt something in his heart was collapsing and falling. He suddenly remembered something. He reached out to hold the woman's neck and pressed it lightly.

The woman took a deep breath, got up, rubbed her neck and said, "I can't see it. You are very good at acting."

Liao Gushi said: "Put on the clothes."

The woman smiled and said, "Are you considerate? Are you afraid that I will be frozen?"

Liao Gushi was distracted and refused to answer. The woman smiled again: "I know. You think I am so indecent. It's a pity that my sister is in my room. I can't help you. You can't control it. Confucius also said, "I'm not sleeping, not staying in a house." He was basking in the sun with his bare butt in his yard. Do you have to care too?"

Thinking of the scene of an old white-bearded man basking in the sun naked, Liao Gushi felt funny and said, "What he meant is that he didn't have to be as solemn as he was at home, but he couldn't be solemn... as you said."

The woman said, "That's about the same thing. Hehe. I didn't expect you to be a Taoist." He glanced at him and surrounded the quilt. He stretched his fingers on the corner of his lips and slapped it gently. He seemed to have infinite aftertaste. He smiled and said, "Have you ever kissed her like this before?"

Someone carried a lantern upstairs in the outer corridor. The sound of the foot was in a hurry. A figure appeared on the window paper: "Miss Water. The crazy nun didn't hurt you just now." The woman said lazily: "She ran away. I'm fine." The figure said: "Miss. I heard you just shout. We..."

A shoe was "splashed" on the window frame, which scared the figure. The woman said, "Are you upset? Stop quarrel? I'm asleep."

The man apologized repeatedly and went away. After a while, the sound gradually faded and everything returned to calm.

Liao Gushi said: "Your surname is Shui."

The woman smiled and said, "Yes. I am **.*Shui. So my surname is Shui."

Liao Gushi's eyes were discolored: "You don't need to be so despised yourself. You just wanted to do bad things. You were always kind-hearted." The woman looked at him, and she felt a sense of cherishing each other. She stretched the quilt's horns and spread her arms like wings. She hugged him in her arms. She put her neck around her neck and said softly: "Is this a good thing or a bad thing."

The brocade quilt was pressed down, and the jade man was warm. The concern of the ears and hairs was rubbed. Liao Gushi suddenly remembered the cold nights behind countless deserts that had been gathering fires. The corners of his eyes were slightly crystal clear.

Come on, mom hug...

...This warm and intimate feeling has been a long time since I saw you.

Why are people close to each other more likely to be alienated? But caring people always meet by chance?

The woman stretched out her finger and shaved her face. She smiled and said, "So you are a crybaby."

Liao Gushi was a little confused: "Yes. But no one who knows me knows it. Because when I cry, I always hide in a place where no one can see it." The woman smiled: "But this time I saw it."

Liao Gushi was silent.

The woman was not used to his indifference and said angrily: "Why are you cold? You smile like a flower, and you look like a millstone. It's so ugly. Do you have a lot of unhappy things?"

Liao Gushi felt a sudden itch on his face. He reached out and wiped it. He touched the strange wetness between his fingers.

His three fingers gently rubbed and his eyes fell between his fingers and gradually spread farther away: "Actually, everyone has a lot of unhappy things in their hearts."

The woman pursed her lips and expressed her feelings slightly: "Well, that's right. Happy things always go too fast, so it's called happiness. Because I can't get over it, I remember it for a long time. However, if you think about those sad things every day, you will be too tired. Hey, a person. The most important thing is to be worthy of yourself. If you have wine today and get drunk today, you won't weigh you tomorrow. So, as a person, you have to be a happy person, be a **, and be a happy **. Do you think so?" Her jaw was on Liao Gushi's shoulder, and her face was full of smiles. Innocence.

Liao Gushi looked at her sideways, his eyes facing each other, as if he saw a flash of Xiaoxi Tan's flash towards the rising sun. In an instant, his pupils were slightly ached. His heart was bright for thousands of miles.

"I'm not as relaxed as you."

The dissipated haze rolled back in a blink of an eye, covering up the blink of an eye.

His head slowly lowered, and his face fell into deeper darkness. He said with a sigh: "In the past, in front of people, I rarely let myself go. There is only one tree that can make me cry at peace."

"A tree."

"Yeah, a tree..."

Liao Gushi said slowly: "The tree is very big and old. Its skin is withered. There is a deep rotten hole on the side. It makes people think... it is dead. But in spring, the bottom root side will occasionally grow some new green leaf buds. At that time, I was still young. When I was wronged and encountered any sad things, I would run to squat in the tree hole. While crying, I said my thoughts. It seems that even if the world becomes empty, there are still people who are still listening to me. When it rains, it is my happiest time. Because I can hold my knees in the tree hole, quietly watch the raindrops wet the ground, and look at the grass tremblingly. At that time, my eyes were in the rain. Every raindrop became my eyes. My heart was empty. There was no need to say anything. Time passed."

He smiled and spoke very slowly. There was a kind of happy peace in his voice.

The woman listened intently and her breathing became quiet.

"It's a pity. Later, I grew taller and bigger. The tree hole seemed to have become smaller. I couldn't hold on to me and my worries. Later, I rarely went there." He took a deep breath, as if he was swallowing his sigh. There was pain in his eyes.

"But once, I went to look for it again. That day, I cried hard and cried hatefully. It seemed that the throat was someone else's. I could ignore it. I cried until I was angry. I didn't know what happened. I woke up from the darkness. I couldn't see anything. My throat was so dry that I couldn't say a word. I sat in a daze. I thought I was blind. My heart was confused. I didn't know when. The world turned bright. The red sun slowly rose behind me. There was a pain that kept pricking my heart. The pain was real. I looked down and found that my fingers were covered with blood. Even a nail had been split and raised. There was a large piece of bare white on the tree in front of me. The bark had been scratched by me. Only the dark tree hole was left. It seemed that I was laughing at me silently."

Tears slid down his cheeks, bit by bit, hitting the brocade quilt, soaking a cloud in the dark.

The woman hugged him a little tightly.

Liao Gushi had a long gaze: "I grew up beside my mother. I was very close to her. But I rarely saw her laugh. My father has achieved both literary and military skills. He can be called a person in the world. Although he is often not at home, he is very good to his mother. Every time he goes out, he will bring her some gifts back. But when my mother smiles and turns her back, her eyes will be filled with sorrow. I don't know why she is not happy."

"When I was a child... I saw the most common thing that she sat under the eaves and looked at the red maple in the yard. I was tired of playing. I squatted beside her and looked at it together. I asked her that the tree didn't bear fruit. I saw what it did. My mother said...there was the color of the past on the tree. At first I didn't understand. Later I realized that when she was in the boudoir, she went to see her uncle who was traveling far away. The two of them parted under the maple tree..."

The woman suddenly looked up and said, "Your mother and your uncle have an affair. Is it?"

Liao Gushi was stunned.

The woman lowered her head back to his shoulder and muttered, "Don't be surprised. Don't forget. I'm a **."

She seemed to be afraid that Liao Gushi would be sad for her again. She smiled and said, "I have seen many such things. I guessed it. What about cousin and cousin, brother-in-law and aunt, father-in-law and daughter-in-law, and even son-in-law and mother-in-law. Oh, there is nothing in this world. People nowadays only care about their own happiness. Who cares about what others think?" Liao Gushi's face thumped a few times: "Yes. This bitch only cares about himself. He is shameless and selfish. So after she admitted that day, I drew out the sword and showed no mercy. I stabbed her hard in her heart."

The woman covered her lips and said, "You stabbed her to death."

Liao Gushi shook his head: "No... The adulterer's uncle happened to come over at that time. When he came into the house, he wanted to kill me... I was not his opponent, but he had no sword. I had the upper hand. I could decide the winner in a few moves. Unexpectedly, the bitch was not dead yet. He rushed from the ground and hugged me one leg tightly. He shouted that he would not hurt me quickly... The adulterer was so sad that he cried so hard that he was so anxious that he was furious. As a result, he still obediently stamped his feet and ran away. I held my sword and chased me. Although the bitch was dying, she kept crying and hugging my thighs... I staggered and dragged my legs and took her to the yard. Blood kept gushing out from behind her chest. A fishy piece was dragged out from the ground and spread to the center of the yard. It looked like a narrow red carpet. She... could no longer hold on. She kept crying and begging her. There was a fire in the room, making it red. It seemed that the whole world was stained with blood..."

His throat was choked and his throat was dry. It seemed that the scene was right in front of him. His body was trembling slightly. It was unsustainable.
Chapter completed!