Quick Wear: The Beautiful, Strong and Tragic Path of a Swordsman

Xu Yan, who was in a light sleep, was awakened by the painful sobbing of the person in his arms. Feeling Su Shaozhe's body trembling slightly, he immediately called out anxiously, "Shaozhe, Shaozhe?"

Su Shaozhe opened his eyes in a daze, and for a moment he could not tell whether he was in a dream or reality. The moment he recognized that the person holding him was Xu Yan, he buried himself in his arms, like a little animal afraid of being abandoned, and struggled to get into Xu Yan's arms.

Xu Yan let him rub against his chest randomly, and comforted him softly, "Did you have a nightmare? Or are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

"I dreamed that you told me that you were tired and wanted to break up." Su Shaozhe's voice was muffled and a little aggrieved.

"Shaozhe." Xu Yan's voice was calm and serious, "I am not qualified to break up with you."

Su Shaozhe's body stiffened and he felt cold all over.

He understood the implication of Xu Yan's words, and tightened his grip around Xu Yan's slender waist, "You have it."

Xu Yan remained silent again. Every time he made such silent rejection, Su Shaozhe wanted to retreat. But when he thought about giving up the person in front of him and never seeing him again, the panic and anxiety in his heart almost overwhelmed and crushed him.

He could only hold the person tighter, and if that didn't work, he would lock him up.

This thought was like a grassland ignited by a spark, and it began to spread wildly in my heart uncontrollably.

"Shaozhe."

Xu Yan's voice sounded in his ears again, "Look up at me."

Su Shaozhe obeyed subconsciously, and when he raised his head, he fell into a pair of clear and cold eyes, which reflected his appearance and the possessive desire that was surging wildly in his eyes.

He suddenly woke up. What was he thinking? He actually wanted to lock Xu Yan up and imprison him...

His eyes unconsciously fell on the arm of Xu Yan that was supporting the back of his head. The tragic scene there instantly hurt his eyes and heart.

What’s the difference between what he wanted to do before and those who hurt Xu Yan?

Perhaps he could convince himself that he would not abuse Xu Yan and would give him the best of everything except freedom.

But from Xu Yan's perspective? He would only feel disappointed and in pain, and would only recall the nightmares of the past because he had lost his freedom again.

"I'm sorry." However, it was Xu Yan who apologized first.

Su Shaozhe suddenly felt a little flustered, and he quickly shook his head, "No, it's my fault, I should be the one to apologize."

Xu Yan just shook his head, his eyes full of sadness and self-blame, "It's my fault."

He shouldn't have provoked this person in the first place.

What Su Shaozhe didn't know was that Xu Yan had known him a long time ago.

They were alumni of the same middle school. When Xu Yan was in junior high school, Su Shaozhe was in senior high school. The two would occasionally meet on campus, but the gap between them was too huge. Su Shaozhe, who was always the center of attention, would never notice the inconspicuous strangers passing by him, and they had no chance to interact with each other at all.

However, that only brief contact, which Su Shaozhe had long forgotten, made Xu Yan remember him firmly in his heart.

Although Xu Yan was only 16 years old and very tall, he looked like a thin bamboo pole that would break if bent due to his weak physique and malnutrition. So he was treated as a soft persimmon that could be easily bullied on his first day of work. He was made to do all the dirty and tiring work, but in the end he got the lowest salary because those people took all the credit for his work.

However, they did not go to the extent of making him unable to survive, nor did they beat or humiliate him, so he endured it silently.

Until one day, he was asked by a colleague who was afraid of heat to help him deliver a takeaway that was very far away. The electric bicycle was probably not fully charged last night, and it ran out of power halfway through the journey, so he had to pedal it himself.

The sun in the dog days of summer is scorching, the air is stuffy and unbearably hot, and the wind blowing in your face is like the hot steam from boiling water, burning your respiratory tract.

Xu Yan's sweat had already wet his forehead, and beads of sweat were dripping down his chin. He was so hot that his consciousness was almost blurred and his vision was a little shaky.

Suddenly a drop of sweat slid into his left eye, causing a sudden stinging pain. Fortunately, there was a red light in front of him, so he could stop and wipe it to relax.

However, there was a sudden impact from behind, which almost knocked him to the ground. Fortunately, he always reacted quickly and managed to stabilize the car, and also saved the takeaway in the box, which he could not afford to pay for.

The price he paid was that his shin bone was hit hard by the rotating pedal, causing him to groan in pain and his whole leg to tremble slightly.

"What's wrong with you, the delivery man? The light was clearly green just now. Why did you stop so early? Do you want to die?"

The person who hit him from behind opened the door and got out of the car, cursing while checking the front of his car. He found a small dent in the front of the car and cursed even more fiercely.

"I stopped because the light was yellow."

Xu Yan tried to defend himself, but the man cursed him even more fiercely, and even put all the blame on Xu Yan, even to the extent of insulting his personality.

"Look at your poor appearance. You can't even afford to eat. I don't think you can afford to pay me much. So, you should bow and apologize to me immediately! Otherwise, I will call the traffic police to handle it! Then you must pay me money!"

Everyone around was watching in silence, and no one stepped forward to speak for Xu Yan, because the fat middle-aged man who was scolding Xu Yan looked like a scoundrel who would never give in, the kind of person who couldn't be shaken off once he got attached.

The red light lasted for a long time, more than a hundred seconds, but Xu Yan felt it was as long as over a hundred years. Facing the humiliation from the middle-aged man, he pursed his lips, his nails digging into his flesh. The three words "I'm sorry" were like a knife stuck in his throat, and in a trance he seemed to taste a hint of sweetness.

"Then call the traffic police." A deep and magnetic male voice suddenly sounded, and a well-dressed young man got out of a luxury car parked next to Xu Yan.

Xu Yan first saw a pair of brand new limited edition sneakers that were wildly sought after by his classmates but were simply unavailable. Then he looked up and saw a handsome face as perfect as that of a god.

He was wearing the cool air from the car's air conditioner, and had a pleasant fragrance on his body. Standing in the sun, he seemed to be glowing.

And I was covered in sweat, with a pair of shoes that were faded and degummed from washing...it seemed as if I didn't even have the right to breathe the same air with him.

"I saw everything. The delivery guy stopped the car when the light turned yellow. It was you who failed to brake in time and hit him. So it's best to let the traffic police come. You may even have to pay the delivery guy for medical expenses or damages for delayed delivery!" The young man spoke in a cold and clear tone.

Seeing that the middle-aged man was still unwilling to accept the rebuttal, the young man raised his slender white finger and pointed at the surveillance camera next to him, "You are so stubborn, but can you be more stubborn than the facts?"

The red light finally passed.

The middle-aged man drove away cursing, and the young man also planned to get back in the car and leave.

Xu Yan's Adam's apple moved. Due to lack of water, there was not a trace of moisture in his mouth. He could only swallow dryly and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." The young man replied calmly and closed the car door.

The luxury car's engine sounded steady and powerful, and it started off steadily and quickly and drove straight away.

Xu Yan got on his old electric bicycle, looked at the rear of the car going away for a few seconds, then turned left and continued trying to survive.