(Please subscribe!) The idea of good masculinity is not a new thing these days. Rich and wealthy families will also raise some beautiful young men for the entertainment of their owners. In some secret circles, this seems to be a fashion.
But this kind of thing is secret after all, and even if it is known, no one talks about it. But now the relationship between the two famous Zhou poetry lovers is actually this kind of relationship, which almost makes Lin Jue's jaw drop and laugh out loud.
No wonder the two of them always stick together inseparably wherever they go. I once felt that there was something wrong with the way Dongfang Weiming looked at Sima Qingshan. Now that I think about it, it was definitely not admiration, but a kind of 'admiration'.
Sima Qingshan was obviously very impatient, he opened the door suddenly and rushed out, followed by his low growl: "Please stop pestering me, okay? I told you, I just like women. The same as you."
It was just a temporary mistake. Don’t you think our relationship is ugly, despicable and inappropriate? Our mistakes cannot continue."
Dongfang Weiming's grief-stricken voice came: "Brother Sima, how can you be so heartless? That's not what you said at the beginning. You said that you and I would wander around the world for the rest of our lives and become a pair of immortal figures that everyone envied. Now.
And you say this is ugly and contemptible? What is so ugly about you and me loving each other? I don’t know."
"Yes, I did say that, but I was lying to you. To tell you the truth, you and I have taken a fancy to your family background and status, as well as your literary talent. What can I get from you?
To put it bluntly, I am using you, do you understand?" Sima Qingshan roared angrily.
"I know... I have always known that you were taking advantage of me. But I don't care. Did I say anything when you were dating Meng Meimei, the red brand of Fan Lou, in the capital? I said something when you cheated on Rong Niang, the young lady of Wang Shilang.
Have you done it? Did I tell you about your seduction of Li Yushi’s sixth wife, Qiaoyun? Not only that, I will give you convenience so that you can succeed. Rong Niang committed suicide for you, and the matter between you and her was almost exposed, if it hadn’t been for me
If you cover it up, you can't get away with it. But why am I doing this? Isn't it just for... to make you happy? I wrote all your poems for you. Does anyone in the world know this secret? I will never
I'm tight-lipped and won't say a word. I did this because...because I love you so much. I'm willing to do anything for you, do you understand?" Dongfang Weiming shouted hoarsely.
Lin Jue had goosebumps all over his body, and his heart was churning with nausea. Listening to these two men saying these words here was even more uncomfortable than killing himself.
"Dongfang, I am very grateful to you, and I will always be grateful to you in my life. However, we can't go on like this. I have wanted to tell you this for a long time. If you understand, don't do this again. Let me leave you with this.
Isn't it a good memory?" Sima Qingshan whispered.
"No! No! No!" Dongfang Weiming roared in a sharp voice: "Don't you just want to climb up? Don't think I don't know what you want to do. You stay in Hangzhou because you want to become a dragon in the palace.
My son-in-law, I want to use the prince's power to climb up. However, the little princess doesn't like you at all. He likes Lin Jue, so you can't stand it anymore. You feel that your hope is shattered, and then you take risks and plan a kidnapping.
Little princess, do you know what you are doing? The little princess is the princess of Prince Liang's mansion. She is not the red card of Fan Lou, nor is she Mrs. Ru, the daughter of Wang Shilang and Zhang Yushi. You have offended Prince Liang. What else do you want?
Do you want to survive? Don’t think that everything is done flawlessly. You think that God is not aware of it and puts the blame on others. But if you don’t want others to know, unless you don’t do anything, don’t think that no one will know. Otherwise, how would I know?”
Sima Qingshan's voice turned cold and he said in a deep voice: "By the way, how did you know? Did you tell others?"
Dongfang Weiming sighed: "How could I tell others? How could I not know? You and I live together day and night, and everything you say and do is in my eyes. Is there anyone in the world who understands you better than me? You
I know what you want to do, I just didn’t tell you. Brother Sima, please rein in your horse, let’s leave Hangzhou and wander around the world. I don’t care if you like women, even if you marry more beautiful wives and concubines, I just hope that you can be with me.
You get along day and night, and I hope I can be with you forever...ah!"
Dongfang Weiming's affectionate confession was interrupted by a shrill scream, and with a pop, someone fell into the snow.
"Brother Sima... you... you actually want to kill me?" Dongfang Weiming's trembling voice came.
"Dongfang, don't blame me, you are so entangled that I can't breathe. Yes, you are kind to me. We also had good times, but those are in the past. I, Sima Qingshan, can't live under someone else's roof for the rest of my life.
, absolutely impossible. You know what happened today, and I have to kill you. Don’t blame me. I will work hard to repay you in the next life I owe you, but in this life, I don’t want to give in." Sima Qingshan said coldly.
came the voice.
"You...you...are so cruel." Dongfang Weiming's voice was weak, and he was obviously on his deathbed.
There was a sound at the door of the house, and Sima Qingshan pushed open the door and walked in, holding a bloody steel knife in his hand. The moment he pushed the door open, he suddenly frowned because he smelled an unusual smell in his nose.
It was not the smoke of burning firewood, but the smell of burnt flesh. It only took a moment for Sima Qingshan to realize what had happened.
"No! That guy wants to escape."
Sima Qingshan rushed into the house with a steel knife in hand. The burning smell in his nose made him realize that it was the smell of burning ropes. Lin Jue was tied up with cowhide ropes, and the burning smell was unpleasant.
, how could Sima Qingshan not know.
But Sima Qingshan thought it was not a big problem. He had a steel knife in his hand, so Lin Jue was a helpless person. How could he escape from his grasp? He originally planned to keep him to watch the show, but now he wants to do nothing.
Kill him mercilessly.
The firewood in the back room was still burning, and Lin Jue had indeed broken free from the rope on his hands, but before he could untie the rope on his feet, he was sitting on the ground untying the cowhide rope with his blackened hands.
Sima Qingshan sneered and said, "You want to run? Can you take off your clothes?"
Lin Jue looked up at Sima Qingshan with a surprised expression. Sima Qingshan, with red eyes and a ferocious smile, stepped closer with a knife in hand. He was waiting for Lin Jue to beg for mercy. Maybe he should agree to him first, and then give him a knife.
, making him feel the anger of being teased before he died.
However, Lin Jue didn't say a word. He only raised his burned hands and held something towards him. Sima Qingshan frowned and looked at the thing in Lin Jue's hand. It was an iron pipe with a black iron pipe.
Sima Qingshan had never seen such a strange thing before. "What is that?" Sima Qingshan couldn't help but ask.
"This thing is called... a bastard box. It's specially designed to deal with bastards." Lin Jue grinned. Because his hand was in severe pain, in order to burn the rope, he had to turn his back and reach into the bonfire.
Burning, part of the burning smell filling the air was the smell of burning cowhide cords, and the other part was the smell of the burnt skin on his hands. Now his palms were burned and covered with blisters, and it was painful.
"Do you want to die? How dare you be rude to me at this time?" Sima Qingshan shouted angrily.
"I don't want to die. You will be the one who dies. If you don't put down the knife, you will be captured." Lin Jue said coldly.
"Are you crazy?" Sima Qingshan smiled, stepped forward in front of Lin Jue, raised the steel knife in his hand, and struck it down on the top of Lin Jue's head.
Lin Jue sighed slightly, and pulled the trigger with his finger. Sparks were fired from the stone and diamond, and then there was a loud bang and black smoke filled the air. A burst of fire erupted from the muzzle of the tortoise box, and more than a dozen steel balls hit it.
Sima Qingshan's ferocious face instantly turned into a hornet's nest.
Sima Qingshan didn't even have time to scream. His whole body leaned back and fell heavily to the ground. Streams of black blood rushed out from his head and face. His body twitched and twisted. After a moment, he fell to the ground.
like a statue.
Lin Jue was choked by the smoke and coughed a few times. He untied the cowhide rope on his feet with trembling hands and stood up. He limped to Sima Qingshan's body, stretched out his feet and kicked it, and sighed: "Sima Qingshan
, you should not have searched my body, maybe you thought this thing was useless, maybe you were anxious to go down the mountain and kill the driver. In short, you made the biggest mistake in your life, so you are the one who is dead now.
"
Sima Qingshan's handsome face had long been changed beyond recognition. It was hit by iron bullets at close range and made large and small holes, like a piece of rotten tomato. Lin Jue looked at it twice and couldn't bear to look at it anymore, so he bent down to prepare.
He started to drag Sima Qingshan's body aside. Suddenly, the wooden door outside suddenly opened, and Dongfang Weiming stumbled in with a cold wind. His body was covered with blood, and a huge wound on his chest was gushing out blood.
His whole body was covered in blood and his appearance was horrific.
"Brother Sima, Brother Sima, you are so cruel, you actually want to kill me. I am devoted to you, but you treat me like this..."
Dongfang Weiming shouted, and when he saw Lin Jue who was bending down to drag Sima Qingshan's body, a surprised expression appeared on his face.
"What are you doing? Where is Brother Sima? Where is he?"
Lin Jue straightened up and said softly: "Master Dongfang, he is dead. This is him."
Dongfang Weiming opened his eyes wide and said, "What? Brother Sima is dead? Did you kill him?"
Lin Jue said coldly: "Yes, I killed him, and he deserved his death."
"Ah! You actually killed Brother Sima? I will fight with you." Dongfang Weiming suddenly pounced forward, his hands turned into claws, like a fierce ghost.
Lin Jue subconsciously lifted the tortoise box, but before he could shoot, Dongfang Weiming's body fell to the ground. He was fatally injured and couldn't hold on any longer, so he fell on Sima Qingshan's body.
"Brother Sima... wake up... how can you abandon me? You promised me that you would be with me for the rest of your life, traveling around the world together, drinking, writing lyrics, traveling around the mountains and rivers... But you broke your promise
.Brother Sima...I don't blame you. Although you cut me off cruelly, I don't blame you at all. I understand you best in the world...I know the pain in your heart best...You were born in a humble background and were...
People are accused of being pedophiles and abused by others. After you are free, you want to climb up. The higher you climb, the better, so that no one can bully you. Everything you do... I can understand it, and so do I.
I can tolerate it. I am the only one in the world who understands you, and I am the only one who loves you the most, so I condone you... I give up my family fortune to come out with you, write lyrics and write your name to make you famous, and I am willing to stand by you silently.
By my side, I will do everything for you. But, this time... I can't help you. Your heart is too big, too extreme, and too cruel. But I still don't blame you... If you die... I will too
Accompanying you to death is the last thing I can do for you. I wish... to meet you again in the next life. I wish... to be a daughter, so that... you won't have so many worries. Brother Sima
...We will see you in the next life..."
Dongfang Weiming spoke with difficulty, hugging Sima Qingshan's body tightly, and finally his voice dropped and there was no more sound.
