Dip in fire

Chapter 83 "Can I fucking beg you?"

Zhong Ning froze in place, his chest and head disappeared for a moment.

Zhang Weilan: "I was wrong, I was really wrong, and I regret it."

Zhang Weilan has confronted life countless times until now, exhausted every time, and defeated like water every time, but it was the first time for him to say such a wronged sentence.

Feeling wronged, a sour smell rushed into Zhong Ning's nasal cavity forcefully, forcing Zhong Ning to take a deep breath.

It has been eight years, and the power of time is strong and inviolable. Zhong Ning doesn't have a good memory, and he can't count the delicate bits and pieces. He only knows that there is always a place in his heart that is empty. He only knows that he has never given up. Suffering for Zhang Weilan, I never gave up the pain of first love that I could not get in exchange for myself.

And at this moment, when Zhang Weilan lowered his head and said "I was wrong, I regret it" to him, Zhong Ning suddenly felt that these eight years had been wasted.The so-called inviolability of time is also useless.

He seemed to have been easily dragged back to his youth, back to those years when he was fearless, unrestrained and passionate, and back to the day when he was so afraid of Zhang Weilan.

Those incomplete and broken memories are unreasonable, they are difficult to distinguish between true and false, there is no order, no law, they are put together mechanically, tempered by a wildfire into the most ruthless sharp knife, and stabbed brutally.

It hurts.

"Speak up." The smell of alcohol and tobacco on Zhang Weilan's body was about to overwhelm Zhong Ning, and he begged Zhong Ning fearfully, "Stop being so polite to me, okay? I'm scared, I don't know what to do. "

Zhong Ning's eyes were watery, but he didn't blink, and even tried to open them wider: "Then what should I do to you?"

Zhang Weilan asked him out of nowhere, who was he going to ask?

Zhang Weilan was silent, her pale and dry lips moved slightly: "You can beat me up, or tell me to die, just don't do this, as if we have already..."

He swallowed back the words bloody. — as if we were done for good.

They were already completely over.They have long been stranded in a dry dead place, and it is completely over.

There was a "ding" sound from the elevator, and someone was about to come down.

The sound hit Zhong Ning's nerves, knocking him back to reality.Zhong Ning came to his senses and quickly rubbed his face.

Before he had time to react, he subconsciously grabbed Zhang Weilan's sleeve and was dragged out of the door.

Zhang Weilan was unprepared, and like a dead body, he was dragged out by Zhong Ning and staggered, but he still didn't make a sound, and followed Zhong Ning obediently, lowering his head and staring at Zhong Ning's hand that was holding onto his sleeve.

That hand has saved him countless times.That hand didn't seem to be the same as in memory, but it was clearly that hand.What's different there?

It was already dark, the street lights were turned on, it was closed today, the bar was not lit with neon lights, and the "Azure" raised high was not lit, and it was lonely hiding in the black ash, lost its light, and stained with cold dust.

There was a taxi parked at the door, Zhong Ning dragged Zhang Weilan and strode over, the strong wind howled and hit Zhong Ning's head buzzing.

"You..." Zhong Ning let go of Zhang Weilan's sleeve, glanced at the taxi, then at Zhang Weilan, "You must have drunk too much. Go back first."

— Hurry up and let him take a good breath.

Seeing Zhong Ning's hand withdraw from her sleeve, Zhang Weilan was frightened out of her wits for a moment.

Zhong Ning even opened his mouth to drive him away.Zhang Weilan couldn't react at all, just like a person who fell off a cliff, before he had time to think about it, he would reach out to grab a slender straw in an instant.

Zhang Weilan grabbed Zhong Ning's wrist and squeezed it tightly.

Previously, he looked like he was about to die, and he didn't dare to touch Zhong Ning, but this time he was kicked over the gate of his life, and suddenly he returned to the light.

Zhang Weilan snatched the strength from Hades' hands, it was terrifyingly strong, dragged Zhong Ning and turned to the side path.

"Let go..." Zhong Ning's entire arm went numb, and his wrist was clenched until he lost consciousness.

Zhong Ning was dumbfounded. He had known Zhang Weilan for so many years, and the two of them were together in the womb. He never thought that Zhang Weilan would be so scary.

Zhang Weilan is withdrawn by nature, most of her emotions are tense, and she is self-destructive in her heart. The ability of self-torture is many times stronger than that of normal people.It's not like him at all to go crazy like this.

"You can't drive me away." Zhang Weilan muttered in a low voice and said quickly.

Zhong Ning couldn't hear what he was talking about, so he could only shout in disbelief: "You... let me go first! What kind of words do people see..."

Zhang Weilan dragged Zhong Ning around the corner, turned her head suddenly, said with bloodshot eyes, "I will never let you go again."

Zhong Ning was immediately speechless.

He couldn't tell whether Zhang Weilan was drunk or sober.Or drunk and sober it doesn't matter.Zhong Ning could tell that the person opposite him was completely out of control.

How lonely Zhang Weilan must have been these years?A person exiles himself, his frozen chest is pierced by iron chains, and he is torn alone in this empty world, living in a false pretense.

And when the only little bit of fantasy was about to disappear, the silent sorrow finally broke through the consciousness, and the hysterical fear raged and swelled, swallowing all the resistance to nothing.

The night is not yet dark, and the faint darkness surrounds the people who have no way back, and a dim street lamp cannot guide the direction.

Zhang Weilan pushed Zhong Ning to the wall, and Zhong Ning's back hurt so badly that his shoulder blades were about to be broken.

"Hiss...it hurts..." Zhong Ning stared at Zhang Weilan's face, "What the hell are you..."

Zhang Weilan stepped up, broke Zhong Ning's chin, and kissed him.

The moment Zhang Weilan's lips pressed up, Zhong Ning seemed to hear that the nerves in his whole body were being broken one by one, and he was about to go crazy.

Crazier than him is Zhang Weilan.

The two lips were pressed tightly together, and the first moment of touch was so familiar, so familiar that it brought tears to the eyes, and I wished I could yell hoarsely.

But it changed in the next second.The taste of that little detail has changed.It has become different from "familiarity", the temperature, the skin... everything is different.

Still not the same.Still can't tell the difference.

Zhong Ning couldn't breathe, he was about to be suffocated to death, he stretched out his hand to push Zhang Weilan as he was dying.

Zhang Weilan's whole body ached from being pushed by him, feeling that a wound had opened on her body, and continued to bleed, expanding to the surroundings.

Zhang Weilan broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, and couldn't help biting the corner of Zhong Ning's mouth.

The smell of blood overflowed.

"Ah..." Zhong Ning was in pain, his lips parted uncontrollably, air poured into his airway, and at the same time, he felt the cold and bitter tip of Zhang Weilan's tongue.

It is the taste of nicotine and alcohol, which can make people dizzy in an instant.Zhong Ning couldn't push Zhang Weilan anymore.

Zhang Weilan became a frantic lunatic, this kiss was completely controlled by him, and it became more and more rough and intense.

Zhang Weilan thought distressedly: "Why is it different? Zhong Ning is clearly still Zhong Ning."

——Zhong Ning is clearly still Zhong Ning, why is it not his Zhong Ning?

Zhang Weilan pinched Zhong Ning's shoulder with his fingers, pinching Zhong Ning's bones so hard that his bones trembled.Immediately afterwards, Zhang Weilan's palm rubbed against Zhong Ning's shoulder firmly, then grabbed the back of Zhong Ning's neck, and then went up, brushed Zhong Ning's warm skin, and finally touched the face that made him lose his soul.

Zhong Ning was so blinded by this violent kiss that he couldn't even make a sound.His Adam's apple couldn't bear to swallow, and he choked suddenly.

Only then did Zhang Weilan let him go.

The kiss was over, and Zhang Weilan suddenly lost all strength.The returning light goes out.Zhang Weilan swayed and fell into Zhong Ning's neck.

Zhong Ning stared up at the sky, the corners of his eyes were burning hot, he gasped for breath, wishing to dig out his useless lungs and drop them.

Zhang Weilan slowly raised one hand to press his upper abdomen, he turned his head slightly, and rubbed the tip of his cold nose against Zhong Ning's earlobe: "You don't know, you don't know these years... How much I miss you...you don't know..."

Zhang Weilan: "I understand that the longer the time, the easier it is for you to forget me. But I am just the opposite."

Zhang Weilan's voice became weaker and weaker: "The longer the time, the longer I live alone, the more I realize that I can't live without you..."

Zhong Ning's brain finally regained consciousness. He leaned the back of his head against the wall, lowered his eyes, and watched Zhang Weilan fall in front of him.

Zhang Weilan knelt on the ground with a "plop", he squeezed his stomach with one hand, and supported the ground with the palm of the other hand, a hot fishy sweetness suddenly rolled in his throat, Zhang Weilan opened his mouth, and even vomited a mouthful of blood.

Bright red blood vomited up, and Zhong Ning's shoes were also stained with blood.

Zhong Ning suffocated for two seconds, his calves went limp.He squatted down quickly, held Zhang Weilan's face in his hands, rubbed the blood beads under Zhang Weilan's lips with his fingertips, and was completely stunned.

Zhang Weilan's face was lightly and warmly outlined by the dim light, almost disappearing in the dark night.

The surrounding cold was as sharp as a knife blade, Zhong Ning didn't dare to blink, just looked at Zhang Weilan: "What's wrong with you? What's going on? Ah?"

Even if there are eight more births, Zhong Ning will not be able to meet someone like Zhang Weilan who will torture him.Before that damned kiss could be counted, Zhang Weilan vomited a mouthful of blood, which made him lose his soul.

"Can you stop scaring me?" Zhong Ning's hands trembled, and he yelled in a broken voice, "Can I fucking beg you?"

"It's disgusting, it still hurts..." Zhang Weilan let out a sigh, then lowered her head and leaned into Zhong Ning's arms.

Zhong Ning didn't care about other things, so he hugged Zhang Weilan unconsciously, and quickly asked, "Where does it hurt?"

Zhang Weilan was silent for a moment, then whispered: "Viscera, six internal organs, seven meridians and eight meridians."

Zhong Ning didn't hear clearly, and asked again: "Where?"

Zhang Weilan didn't speak this time.He said in his heart: "You won't remember. You won't remember the nonsense you said."

Zhong Ning saw Zhang Weilan curled up in his arms, still covering his finished stomach with his hand.

Zhong Ning closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and managed to hold back Zhang Weilan's neck: "How much wine did you drink?"

"Don't you know you have stomach ulcers?" Zhong Ning cursed, "How old are you, and you have stomach bleeding from drinking?"

Zhang Weilan didn't move, she nestled in Zhong Ning's arms without moving, allowing Zhong Ning to scold her head and face.Zhong Ning looked around hurriedly, but he didn't even see a figure.

"Get up and go to the hospital." Zhong Ning grabbed Zhang Weilan and pulled him up.

Zhang Weilan was supported by Zhong Ning, and their shoulders were tightly pressed together.Zhang Weilan was very honest and followed Zhong Ning to the side of the road.

Zhang Weilan turned his eyes sideways and saw Zhong Ning's furrowed brows and the tight corners of his mouth.There was still a wound on the corner of the mouth, which was bitten by him just now.

Look and look, look and look.

Zhang Weilan's whole body was looking for death and life, except for the ignorant heart, which suddenly became light and light, as if it had been redeemed by the gods, and had just been fished out of the deep abyss.

Zhong Ning waved his hands twice, and there were people sitting in the taxi coming over.There was a red light at the intersection ahead, and I couldn't get a taxi for a while.

Zhong Ning reached into his pocket for his cell phone, wanting to call Xu Huai and ask Xu Huai to come out to help, he must still be in Azure.Or simply call an ambulance.

Before Zhong Ning could take out the phone, Zhang Weilan gently squeezed Zhong Ning's arm: "Don't worry."

Zhong Ning turned his face and stared at Zhang Weilan.

Zhang Weilan could actually smile at Zhong Ning: "My car is parked over there."

Enduring nausea and dizziness, Zhang Weilan stretched out his finger and pointed in the direction: "SUV." He took out the car key again with difficulty and put it in Zhong Ning's palm.

Zhong Ning was so angry that he couldn't catch fire, his temper had already been used for filing ashes.

——This bastard drank until his stomach bleeds, and he also drove drunk.

"I understand." Zhong Ning just wanted to crush the car keys in his hand, "You are sick, and you just want to die for me."