Chapter 27: Blue and purple

Ep23 blue and purple
A month later. New York JFK International Airport.
Leo and Li Biqing pulled their suitcases out of the departure hall and got into a taxi parked at the gate of the airport.
"Apartment 103, East 86th Street, Manhattan," the federal agent in a casual dress told the taxi driver, "Also, can you keep the music down?"
The black driver with dreadlocks was unheard of, and while driving the car, he wriggled his body with the loud music on the radio, and a lot of pendants rang around his neck, like a happy rapper. During a short interlude, he finally freed his mouth and answered the passenger: "Stop off? Do you think this is Bandari? I say, man, your music literacy needs to be improved, don't just focus on your energy Spending on choosing a brand, "he tilted his glance from the rearview mirror of the car, and shrugged his thick lips at the other person's clothes that were obviously not in the same grade as him." The bright and beautiful is not important, the important thing is the soul, You know, soul! Only Hip-Hop can release it and make it free, just like TylerTheCreator (note: famous rapper), listen to this paragraph— "
He twisted his and rapted loudly, pounding his fingers on the steering wheel. An SUV in an adjacent lane was overtaking from behind. As the driver passed by, the driver poked his face out of the window and cursed angrily: "You've taken half of my lane, idiot!"
"That ... what TheCreator, how do you translate it? The Creator?" The Chinese youths whispered sitting side by side in the back seat.
Federal agents thought about it, and replied, "Maybe it's a certain cult leader? Regardless of him, we don't control the faith, unless they also have some self-immolation incident."
Black drivers look at them with an expression "you guys who don't understand music are hopeless."
When he got out of the car, Leo paid the fare and then patted the driver ’s seat door. "Hi, musician, buy a bottle of air freshener and clean up the smell in the car. Next time, if you are in the car again Draw big or hemp, or see a passenger draw big or hemp without calling the police, I will give your name and license plate number to the police. "
The black driver was screaming into anger, and was instantly stuck when he saw the blue letter on white and the golden eagle badge on it. "It's my fault! Sir, I promise I will never commit it again. Really, I swear, God, oh no, swear to the child in my girlfriend's belly! Don't catch me, otherwise she will give me cute Little girl-maybe a naughty kid-find a new dad! I swear this is the last time! I will forget Da / Ma La K / Fen, and how to spell it completely! "The apology guarantees again and again Later, the taxi rushed out and fled into the busy traffic.
Li Biqing bent over with a smile, "... I always feel that these old blacks have a sense of nonsense comedy, and they can't talk to them at all. What is this, national character?"
"National characteristics? Maybe, just like the Chinese are good at budgeting." Leo smiled and flipped his peaked cap. "Don't say in front of them, beware of being beaten."
They joked and walked into a two-story plus loft apartment. Leo pulled out the key to open the door, and the air was filled with long, unpopular opacity and coldness. They immediately opened all the doors and windows, opened the curtains, and waited until the air flowed, feeling much better.
Through the large-scale glass floor-to-ceiling windows, the sun shines warmly in the summer, adding a layer of transparency and brightness to the entire apartment, which is dominated by white. Li Biqing looked at the interior of the apartment, which was exquisitely shaped by sofas, tables, chairs, cabinets, antique patterned cashmere rugs, exquisite furnishings everywhere, and exotic logs hanging on the walls. In the prosperous city of New York, known as the "Crossroads of the World", in the manhattan area of ​​the earth and gold, it has occupied a place with ease, and exudes a unique breath of home and art.
"Great!" Li Biqing admired. "Is this your home, Leo?"
"No, it's my parents' home." The other side answered seriously. "My parents are on vacation in Europe. Now there is no one here. We can borrow for a while."
Li Biqing asked inconceivably: "Isn't my parent's home my own? Why do you know so clearly? If I said to my parents,‘ I ’ll live in your house for a while ’, I ’ll definitely be scolded.

Leo hesitated, and finally shrugged: "The cultural differences can't be explained."
"Well, then don't explain," said the Chinese boy, graciously.
Leo laughed. "However, there are two bedrooms. They said that they were always left to me and Jasmine. They have always maintained our appearance in high school. Would you like to visit?"
"Of course!" Li Biqing raised his hand cheerfully. "Lead the way, let me see your youthful relics."
Leo froze slightly. The smooth, warm touch on the back of his hand was fascinatingly comfortable. He subconsciously held it with his backhand, and clasped the slightly thin hand in his palm. Like a trekking traveler, he caught a young deer who had been chasing for a long time. Fur with spiritual eyes. This contradictory and complicated psychology is so strange that it makes him hard to understand and even harder to accept.
Like holding a handful of sweet chestnuts taken out of the fire, he took out his hand painfully, walked a few steps, and opened a closed room door.
They walked a few steps and opened a closed door.
Li Biqing looked around curiously: This is a typical adolescent boy's bedroom. The curtains, bed sheets and furniture are all refreshing blue. There are various posters on the walls and ceiling. Sports and military, of course, boys Always fascinated by these. On the desk was a strangely shaped table lamp. At first glance, it looked like a miniature profiled skeleton, with sharp spines, a scorpion-like long tail, evil and full of dark beauty, and a scarlet shimmering light in the eye socket. "What's this?" He touched the sharp claws on the metal lamp base, and found that it seemed to be the bone of a certain creature.
"It's a cat bone. When I was 17 years old, I picked up a cat's body that was killed by a car on the road one day, and suddenly got inspired. I removed the flesh and took out the whole skeleton. After bleaching, I reassembled it, and added bulbs and wires. And the metal base, it became such a thing. "Leo smiled at himself, as if he felt that the handmade product was a bit rough, far less cool than it was then.
"You are so talented, Leo. This looks like a monster in a horror movie. Will you not have nightmares while driving it at night?" Said the Chinese boy with admiration.
"No, my courage is probably bigger than ordinary people. I think maybe this is one of the reasons why I chose this profession. Seriously, I really do not want you to accept Dr. Cremont's recommendation. The sky touches the dark side of things, blood, corpses, murder, pervert desires ... It won't be long before negative emotions will erode your spirit, just like soldiers coming down from the battlefield, unable to get rid of the sound of guns and guns in the brain, turning the ordinary around The people are hurting as enemies-almost all of my colleagues in the Criminal Department have a psychological problem. "
"So what do you do?"
"Find a psychiatrist, public health care, which will regularly perform psychological tests and mental tests on us."
"What can't be checked and tested, what should I do?"
"It's a bit of a hassle. It may be suspended and you can adjust your status until you get a certificate from your psychologist."
Li Biqing said with emotion: "It seems that every line has its own difficulties, and the magnificent FBI is not so good."
Leo smiled and asked, "Want to see Jasmine's room?"
"Don't tell me that her eighteen-year-old room is full of low-cut skirts and pink bears, I will never believe it," said his future brother-in-law.
"It seems you know her better than I thought," Leo continued down the aisle, and opened another door. "You can confirm for yourself."
The room is a deep purple tone, close to black. All the furniture is designed to be simple and clean, with sharp edges and corners, no lace edges, no bows, no flashy fancy things, and every object is placed exactly where it should be, very efficient. The entire space is exquisitely refined, with a magnificent postmodern style. It is incredible to think that its owner is an adolescent girl.
Li Biqing exhaled, "Sure enough, that's what Jasmine's room is like." When he said this, he looked at the woman who was about to become his wife through the deep purple time in front of his eyes, and his eyes flowed. With a touch of clear and inclusive soft light.
With this soft light, Leo felt relieved for Jasmine, but also felt an unprecedented pain.
He clenched his fists and pressed his fingertips into his palm. What the are you thinking, Leo! He warned himself sternly that it was Jasmine's fiance! No, even if he is not, you can't have this ridiculous illusion of a same sex! Hell, is it a side effect of increasing the dose without permission, he feels that one corner of his brain is falling apart, like a sand castle that is gradually drying, the original strong city wall collapses and sheds in the wind, and finally it is blown into the sky. Scattered dust ...
"... Leo, Rio!"
Leo stunned.
"Rio, are you okay?" The other said with concern. "You can't move for a few minutes without even turning your eyes, which worried me what happened!"
Leo took a deep breath. "It's okay, but I suddenly thought of something, and suddenly lost my mind."
"What do you think?"
"……forget."
Li Biqing was stunned, and then laughed, "You are probably too tired. Don't worry about those nerve-raising things, we are now on vacation, vacation, you know, take a good rest, relax-you can choose to sleep, listen to music, Use a computer or accompany me to the supermarket to buy daily necessities and ingredients. "
Leo thought about it and said, "I choose the last one. You need a car to help you carry things. I think what you want to buy must be the weight you can't move."
"No, it's really like a lonely city. It's so beautiful but it doesn't have a trace of smoke and fire. I have never seen such an empty refrigerator. I feel uncomfortable without filling it. Fortunately, you have asked your neighbor's wife to help with hygiene before. Otherwise, I have to clean it thoroughly today ... "The Chinese-born boy mumbled and walked to the porch to wear shoes.
Leo followed him, listening to his grunts and plans for things other than shopping, and felt that this life was both strange and warm. It was a peaceful place completely isolated from the guns and rain, and the blade licking blood. Therefore, he lived for a long time alone and overloaded. The middle looks precious, like a soft and pleasant music that is hard to listen to.
He loves light music.
In the evening, they nestled on the sofa waiting for the NBA live broadcast, with a pile of snacks and beer on the coffee table. The ads were so boring that Leo yawned and rummaged half of the New York Times. Li Biqing was struggling to read one of them. The lengthy English still made him a little daunting. He quickly set his sights on the tofu-like advertising version.
"... a resort? A wooden house by the lake? Backed by a forest, surrounded by a large lake, enjoying boating, fishing, hunting, enjoying a quiet life and rich ... rich?" The Chinese boy asked, looking up.
Leo rolled his face and glanced, "anion, anion."
"Oh." The boy continued, "Whether you're passionate about health, family leisure, or camping adventures, it's your best choice ... northwestern New Jersey, close to the Kitatini Mountains and close to New York. Are you interested? "He blinked his eyes and asked another person, his face was plainly written: Go, go, I want to go!
Leo couldn't help but reached out and rubbed his chestnut hair, smiling and saying, "Okay, then go."
"Excellent!" The boy cheered off the sofa, not even watching the NBA. "You call to make an appointment, I'll pack things!"
"It's night, and I have to wait for tomorrow when I call." Leo pulled him back and pushed him into the sofa. "Watch the TV obediently, go back to bed early, and call tomorrow to pack things again. We have time."
"Also, there is another month. It's a long time." Li Biqing was a little embarrassed. "And your injury hasn't healed yet. Pay attention to recuperation. Forget it, don't go."
Leo Ban raised his face and said, "What‘ recuperation ’, do you want to tie me to the bed? Come on, my own body is clear, the bones have already grown up and there are no problems at all.

"Nonsense, how can it be so fast, as the saying goes, it hurts for 100 days."
"That's the average person, I'm extraordinary. Besides, isn't it more beneficial to have more negative ions for breathing?"
"... Okay, your negative ion won. But be careful, don't move too much, especially where there are wounds and fractures."
"I'll be careful. Oh, the game is starting," Leo lifted his chin towards the TV. "Guess who will win, 'Rocket', or 'Thunder'?"
"Do you want to bet? I bet 'Rocket'. What is the bet?"
"I bet 'Thunder' and the bet is to wash the opponent for a week."
"Including and socks?"
"include."
"OK, bet!"
An hour and a half later, Leo screamed, "'Thunder'! You're so angry!"
"Ha, 107 to 100, you lost! Wash me clothes for a week, including underwear and socks, don't worry about getting a job." Li Biqing proudly announced.
"I'm an injured person. If I ask for special care, I'll wash it for a day ... or three days, three days?"
"Request to be dismissed. Now I think I'm wounded. Didn't I just say 'no problem at all'? A week is a week."
Leo buried her face in the sofa cushion and whined, "God, I hate laundry ..."
"It's okay to switch to washing the dishes for a week."
"Let's do the laundry, at least the washing machine."
"Panties and socks must be washed by hand!"
"Why! Aren't they all clothes? This is racism!"
"No reason. If you are upset, you can continue to bet with me tomorrow and bet your clothes for the next week."
"Forget it, I'll change my bet tomorrow."
"Haha."
After watching the game, they eliminated a table of beer and snacks, and the two rubbed their full stomachs back to the room to sleep.
Standing at the door of his room, watching Li Biqing walk towards Jasmine's room, Leo tried to suppress the sourness in his heart and said with a smile, "Good night."
"Good night." The other turned and answered softly. The dim light of the aisle covered him. In the shadow of bangs, long, straight eyelashes covered his eyes, like a misty lake, with an unknown emotion flowing deep. For a moment, Leo thought he would take two steps, hug himself, or something more-in the misty gap, he seemed to see something familiar. It struck him like lightning, and a deliberately sealed piece of memory jumped up from the back of his head.
His face under the black hair was bright white in the flashlight, the blood on his lips was shockingly red, a pair of dark eyes looked up from below, his eyes filled with tenderness and desire.
—His face was approaching slowly. I don't know who touched it first, the salty smell spread, hot as if to burn the tip of the tongue, sweet and sighing.
-He kissed him.
They were all blood and sweat, and their hair was full of smoke. They kissed in front of the wall full of bullet holes, shocked and fit, excited and serene.
At this moment, the boy in front of him reminded him of a serial murderer, a serial murderer who had been hunting for a whole year, determined to be brought to justice, but released water after being caught.
Kill the youth.
The other party turned around at this moment, his eyes disappeared, the magic was broken, and the illusion was fleeting.
Leo stood at the door of the room, embarrassed by his cranky thoughts: he was so hungry! Had it not been for Li Biqing to turn in time just now, his reason would probably have been completely burned, pressing the other side to kiss the wall regardless of the consequences. When I think of the trouble that comes with it--the other man's expression is unbelievable, his own unconvincing explanation, how the two will get along with each other, Jasmine's shock and anger ... When thinking of this, Leo has a headache To blow up.
Fortunately, it's too late to happen.
Fortunately, if he doesn't solve his inexplicable situation, all of this will happen one day.
He suddenly thought of Rob. Not long ago, when Rob first got drunk at a club, he tried to drag him into the car. The drunk his arms and asked drunkly, "Rio, uh, are you ... straight or curved? ? "
"Bend your sister!" At that time, he punched Rob's stomach with an unceremonious punch, making the other party spit in a slump.
Now this sentence echoed in his ear again, "Rio, are you straight or curved?" He found that he couldn't answer it with confidence anymore.
Is there anything more tragic than that? As a wife and brother, he has unilaterally felt beyond normal relationship with his future brother-in-law ... No, maybe there is even more tragic. As a police officer, he and a serial killer have already produced Contact beyond normal relations ...
Leo doesn't know which of these two, which one is darker and more desperate.
He only knew that he had to find a psychiatrist, of course, it must not be the one provided by the public for free.
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