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When Cheng Qingqian called Fang Shikun, the choking in his voice hadn't subsided. Fang Shikun panicked when he heard it. In his eyes, except for certain moments, he was always calm at other times, but now It looks like being bullied like this, and I can't help but feel anxious. When Cheng Qingqian told Fang Shikun about the cause and effect, Fang Shikun on the other end of the phone gently comforted the little guy: "Xiao Gan, don't worry, auntie's body is the most serious. It's important, I'll arrange for Xiao Wen to book tickets for my uncle and aunt, as for Yin Meili—"

Fang Shikun paused before saying, "Xiaogan, leave this matter to me, don't worry."

Cheng Qingqian was in a daze for a while, then suddenly said: "Akun, thank you, but we still—let's break up."

"Don't even think about it!" The usually calm and steady voice on the other end of the phone suddenly raised its voice, "Where are you, don't move, wait for me to pick you up."

Cheng Qingqian stared blankly at his surroundings, and subconsciously told his location. The other end had already hung up the phone. Cheng Qingqian heard a long "beep" from the other end of the phone before he knew that the other party had hung up. Telephone.

He walked forward numbly, remembering what Wen Sijia said to him before, he didn't care about it at that time, but now the anxiety in his heart is spreading more and more, what makes him more painful is that he I always thought that although he and Fang Shikun were together, he had been analyzing the relationship between the two calmly and rationally, and was prepared to withdraw when necessary, but when he really finished talking about the breakup When I said these words, I felt a sudden pain in my heart, like a small knife stabbing into my heart, but after the pain was unbearable, there was a huge emptiness.

In fact, he has always been skeptical about the relationship between himself and Fang Shikun, and he has always thought that he is a person who can afford to let go, but until now, he did not know how cowardly and courageous he is. Little, how incompetent, I realized that I thought it was just a love, but it turned out that I really met-love.

Looking up in a daze, he saw a bar. Cheng Qingqian remembered that this was the first time he met Fang Shikun's bar in H City. At that time, he had a charming female companion by his side. Now——

Cheng Qingqian felt sour. He didn't want to make things difficult for Fang Shikun. The return of Yin Meili and Fang Ye was too dangerous for Fang Shikun. If he didn't want them to come back, he had to accept Yin Meili's photo bomb. You can still fight, but now——

This is a dead end, Cheng Qingqian covered his face and closed his eyes tightly, the eyes were full of sourness.

A breakup seemed necessary, doomed, and there was no other way.

Cheng Qingqian stepped into the bar, it was still afternoon, the bar was empty and there were few people, the guy at the bar was wiping the wine utensils, Cheng Qingqian was sitting by the bar.

"I want a glass of wine, the strongest kind you have here."

The boy at the bar looked at Cheng Qingqian's distraught look, didn't ask any more questions, and quickly made a cup of depth charge and handed it over.

There was already a man sitting at the bar, drinking a glass of mojito slowly, reading a book in his hand, he didn't seem to care about his short-sightedness at all, when he heard the person next to him ask When he had a glass of spirits, he turned his head with interest, and when he saw the face of the person calling for spirits, he was taken aback, and then the smile on his face gradually widened: "Little guy, why are you here, aren't you?" Did Fang Shikun bully you?"

Cheng Qingqian didn't speak, but the younger brother took a big sip of the wine handed over, and then looked at the person who spoke, and recognized that he was the owner of the shop that made suits for him, so he smiled embarrassedly: "Hello , I feel a little bad."

Lu Quan raised his eyebrows, looked at Cheng Qingqian a little dizzy, and directly dialed Fang Shikun's phone number. Quan's phone call was picked up impatiently: "Tell me if you have something to do, and let the fart go!"

"Hey, Mr. Fang, why are you talking so rudely? It's not like you!" Lu Quan smiled maliciously: "I saw your little guy, and he was getting drunk in a bar. Don't you want him anymore? You If not, I'll do it."

"I've already recorded your words, and I'll pass them on to Wang Yixiao immediately."

Fang Shikun's voice was so cold that it could freeze the surroundings.

"Don't, I'm just kidding." Lu Quan begged for mercy, and gave the name of the bar, asking Fang Shikun to take his little guy back quickly.

Cheng Qingqian looked at Lu Quan on the phone, and his head, which was eroded by alcohol, was clear for a moment: "Do you know Akun?"

Some truth seemed to come out, but Cheng Qingqian soon became dazed again, and could only see Lu Quan nodding his head.

The bartender at the bar mixed up quite a strong depth bomb. Although Cheng Qingqian could drink a little, he had never drunk this concentration. His face slowly turned red, the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were stained pink, and his eyes were watery. Lu Quan couldn't help sighing in his heart: What a stunner!

Fortunately, it was daytime, and fortunately he met him. If it was night, then, tsk tsk, Lu Quan forcibly erased the remaining images in his mind.

As if to prove Lu Quan's words, a man who was sitting in the corner and looked like a nobleman walked to the bar, sat down next to Cheng Qingqian, looked at Cheng Qingqian's flushed cheeks, and was very happy in his heart. He returned to China not long ago and hasn't officially started work yet. Today he came to the bar to hang out and see if he could find a good-looking bed partner, but he didn't expect to meet such a big boy. It was so exciting.

Gently took the depth charge away from Cheng Qingqian's hand, and nodded to the bartender brother: "Give him a Tequila Sunrise instead."

Cheng Qingqian looked at him dissatisfied: "Why do you want to change my wine?"

The man smiled slightly, looking at the boy's angry little eyes, his voice unconsciously carried a touch of pampering: "The alcohol you're drinking is too high, it's not suitable for you."

Lu Quan on the side saw it and turned cold: "It's not up to you, a stranger, to decide whether it's suitable or not. You don't need to meddle in your own business."

"Oh? Then who are you? Just watching him drink such a strong drink like this?" The man raised his eyebrows and asked.

"I'm his boyfriend, is this answer satisfactory?"

A gust of cold air came from behind. Fang Shikun had already arrived. He was in a bad mood. As soon as he came in, he saw a man pestering his little guy. The key point was that this man seemed to be quite good. Thinking about it this way, his mood became even stronger. rotten.

When Cheng Qingqian saw Fang Shikun, he felt aggrieved immediately, and buried himself in Fang Shikun's arms spontaneously, and called out aggrievedly: "Akun."

Frankly speaking, Fang Shikun has never seen a picture of Cheng Qingqian being so delicate and frail and easy to overthrow. The previous unhappiness disappeared in this affectionate call, and Fang Shikun lifted Cheng Qingqian into his arms , At the same time, he did not forget to stare at the two of them.

Lu Quan: ...

The man who approached him shrugged: "Sorry, I didn't know he had a boyfriend, I just saw that he was in a bad mood."

Then he retreated to his original seat.