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

Su Shaozhe didn't know how he ended up in trouble with this guy.

After hanging up the phone, he lit a cigarette and leaned on the balcony in deep thought. It was obvious that he owed himself and he was the one who cheated on him, but when Aunt Li looked at him with condemning eyes, he still felt a trace of guilt in his heart.

Even when I call him, my heart feels like it's not my own and I can't control the love that surges out of it.

After seeing him, cut off contact and start a new relationship. Maybe this way, he will be able to completely forget Xu Yan.

But he himself did not notice that his hand holding the cigarette was shaking when he thought about forgetting Xu Yan.

......

Sometimes all the evil things will be directed at one person, like Xu Yan.

In his hand was the admission letter from Haicheng University that he had just received from the courier point. This could be said to be the result of his hard work, but he had no money to pay the high tuition fees.

He just happened to be admitted and did not receive any scholarship. He was not even eligible to apply for a student loan because he had nothing and did not even pass the physical examination. Banks were also afraid to lend him money. If he died of illness before finishing college, wouldn't that be a huge loss?

He had always received subsidies for needy students, but those few hundred yuan were simply a drop in the bucket. He calculated that even if he worked desperately throughout the holidays, he would not be able to earn enough to pay the 8000 yuan tuition fee.

He originally had some savings, but they were taken away.

That’s right, school bullying, he encountered all kinds of dirty things.

Those people whose families were obviously wealthy took away all the money he had saved for college tuition just because they didn't have enough pocket money. Even his dilapidated rental house was smashed to the point where it was almost uninhabitable.

The admission letter in his hand was deformed by his crush. He stood helplessly on the street, like a puppet without a soul.

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A drop of water suddenly soaked the two gold-plated words "Xu Yan", and then it began to rain heavily. The express station behind him had already closed, and there were no eaves on either side of the street for him to shelter from the rain.

This place is too remote and there is no car for the time being.

He could only hunch over, carefully holding the admission letter in his arms, and curled up under a tree. The cold rain seeped through his clothes, wetting his unhealed wounds. He felt cold and painful, and the blood that gradually seeped out dyed his white T-shirt red.

He was so unwilling.

Why does he work so hard but still not given any chance to survive?

Why should he have to endure all this?

Why are some people born to be superior and stand at the end of everyone?

Why...he must be stuck in the mud, unable to get up no matter how hard he struggles.

Blurred, he seemed to hear the sound of brakes, and soon, a pair of feet in shiny leather shoes stopped in his sight.

Xu Yan raised his head, his vision was blurred by the rain.

This was a man with a noble temperament. Even though he couldn't see his appearance or clothes clearly, his outline alone showed that he was tall and confident.

Different from him.

"Are you okay?" The voice was clear and elegant.

Then Xu Yan had no memory.

......

Su Shaozhe was in a bad mood because Cen Wenyu went abroad without saying goodbye. He knew that it was because of the pressure from Cen's parents that he made this choice, but there was no doubt that he was abandoned.

Between his family and him, Cen Wenyu chose his family.

This is understandable, but it didn't stop him from getting angry, so much so that he drove fast on a suburban road in the heavy rain.

Finally, he was tired and ready to pull over to take a rest. Speed ​​racing is a way to vent emotions, not to risk his life.

So, Su Shaozhe, who was slowing down to look for a parking space, saw Xu Yan curled up under a tree on the roadside.

For some unknown reason, Su Shaozhe felt sympathy. He stopped the car, got out and walked up to the disheveled young man holding an umbrella.

The thin and pale young man was squatting under a tree, curled up as if protecting something. His short hair was wet and hung down, covering his eyebrows and eyes. The corners of his mouth were broken, and his exposed hands were covered in bruises. The wounds on his fingers were even bleeding, and the sleeves of his arms were also stained bloody by the rain.

"Are you okay?" Su Shaozhe frowned, it was obvious that he had been beaten.

However, the young man just raised his head with difficulty to look at him, then fell to the side and fainted.

It was this glance that made Su Shaozhe fall in.

The young man's appearance was not outstanding, but he gave people a feeling of coolness and tenacity. He was like a snow lotus on a cliff that was beaten by wind and snow but still stood firm. Although he was dirty, his soul was extremely pure.

......

Xu Yan opened his eyes and saw the familiar yellowed ceiling of the rental house. He propped himself up and rubbed his temples with his hands. "Why did I dream about this?"

937 was shocked by the question and immediately started typing away on the keyboard to find the reason, but to no avail, so he could only weakly answer, "I don't know, Mr. Executive..."

Xu Yan also heard the clacking sound of the keyboard, and it was a blue-switch keyboard. He immediately teased, "You are the first assistant officer I have met who likes to type on a physical keyboard."

'Typing on the keyboard is very relaxing. I don't like the feel of the virtual keyboard. Oh no, the virtual keyboard has no feel.' 937 replied seriously.

'Aren't you afraid that I'll find it noisy?'

937 was silent for a few seconds and then asked in a tearful voice, "Can I replace the blue switch? I really like typing..."

Xu Yan laughed and stopped teasing him, "Keep using this, I like it."

"Great!" 937 cheered with emotion.

Xu Yan ignored him, got out of bed and walked to the window, his eyes fell on a building across the street.

He shouldn't have dreamed of his original body's memories. His original body was already dead. Even if he wasn't dead, his weak spirit couldn't have remained after he arrived.

Besides, the perspective is wrong. This is the perspective of an observer, looking at both the original body and Su Shaozhe.

At the same time, in another luxurious and low-key room, a tall man was lying on a soft big bed, with his eyes closed, his brows tightly furrowed, and then he suddenly opened his eyes.

He stood up suddenly, with one hand on his forehead and the other hand tightly grasping the bed sheet, the veins on his muscular arms were exposed.

Why did he dream about Xu Yan?

And the dream was of scenes that he had never known or seen before—

The door of the narrow but clean rental house was kicked open with a bang, and then a tall and thin young man was pushed into the house. Behind him came five young men who were dressed well and had good family backgrounds.

"We've been protecting you throughout high school. Now that you've graduated, shouldn't you give us a graduation gift?" The leading young man smiled with a crooked mouth, a cigarette dangling from his lips.

"Yes, yes, if we hadn't protected you, you would have been kicked out of school long ago, you pretty boy." The gentle-looking young man wearing black-framed glasses smiled, but his voice was very harsh and harsh.

"Hurry up and take out the filial piety. If you don't take it, we will take it ourselves. Don't blame us if you damage the things here."

"Why waste your time talking to him? Just smash it. What's the value of the things here?"

"that is!"

The three people at the back clearly had no patience and had already begun rummaging and destroying things in the house while they were talking.

"I really have no money..." Xu Yan stood in the middle of the room with his head down, his voice trembling and helpless.

"You're lying!" The young man with glasses immediately retorted in a hoarse voice, "I heard that you've been tutoring middle school students and you can make two to three thousand a month! And you're trying to trick us into thinking you have no money!"

Just as the young man with glasses finished speaking, one of the people searching for the broken things shouted excitedly, "Found it!"

Hearing this, Xu Yan suddenly raised his head and looked over, only to see that the man was holding his bank card.

The leading young man took it and said with a smile, "I think it will be enough for us to have a good time tonight."

"No!" Xu Yan rushed over and tried to snatch the things back, but was kicked to the ground by a sturdy young man.

"It's not up to you whether it works or not. If you want to suffer less, just tell me the password quickly." The sturdy young man kicked Xu Yan in the stomach, making him groan and curl up.

Then there was a brutal beating.

"It's no use being stubborn. After all these years, I thought you would have known it by now."

The leading young man gently kicked Xu Yan's chin with his toes, fearing that it would be stained with blood. "Besides, those embarrassing videos of yours are still in our hands. If they are exposed, will any university still accept you?"

Hearing this, Xu Yan, who was beaten immobile, began to tremble. He closed his eyes and recited the password in a weak voice in despair.

"That's right, money can be earned again, but once you're socially dead, it can't be undone." The leading young man turned around and left with satisfaction.

The other four people pushed Xu Yan's powerless fingers as they passed by him, causing him to let out weak cries of pain.

In the messy rental house, the only person left was Xu Yan, who was curled up on the ground, covered in blood. After a long while, his suppressed sobs gradually became louder, but they were still suppressed in his throat, revealing his deep despair.

He didn't know that Xu Yan had experienced all this, and Xu Yan had never told him about it.

Come to think of it, that's how he got all those wounds when they first met?

At that time, Xu Yan just said that he was beaten up by some gangsters. It turned out that he was afraid of exposing the bullies and was afraid of retaliation from the bullies.

Su Shaozhe only felt his heart ache and was filled with boundless anger. The so-called videos from the mouths of these bullies frightened Xu Yan more than this kind of ruthless beating. What on earth had he gone through?

When he thought of this, Su Shaozhe's eyes turned red.

It turned out that he did not love Xu Yan as deeply as he thought, because he seemed to have never thought about knowing Xu Yan's past. He was just enjoying Xu Yan's kindness to him, and his return was just enough money and material enjoyment.

If he didn't know that he loved Xu Yan, then what was the difference between this behavior and keeping someone?

Maybe in Xu Yan's eyes he was just being kept... Could it be... was this the real reason why Xu Yan left him?