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The box was as noisy as ever, and as the door opened, explosive music rang in his ears, mixed with screams and boos, causing Yan Liang a headache.

In the room where fish and dragons are mixed together, the confused lights swept over the faces of the "group of demons". tear mole, or stick a rhinestone on the same position.

This is undoubtedly absurd and horrifying - but Yan Liang seemed to be excited, he stroked his chin with relish, followed everyone's gaze, and saw the man sitting on the sofa in the middle.

Qin Yuan lowered his head, holding an empty wine glass in his hand. Beside him, all kinds of lovers competed with each other and played games.Accompanied by the sound of clinking glasses repeatedly, people's faces were more or less drunk, Yan Liang had just avoided two drunken people, and bumped into another head-on.The man was pushed and passed all the way like a billiard ball, and plunged his head into Yan Liang's arms. Yan Liang supported him for a long time, and was almost taken to kneel down in a daze.

He had no choice but to throw the man into the corner, and looked up again to see the silent gold master—Qin Yuan, still sitting there like a statue, surrounded by people, but It also seemed to isolate an invisible vacuum area, and all the noise and noise had nothing to do with him.Even in the position where the stars are holding the moon, he is quiet like a spectator, watching everything extravagant in front of him with cold eyes.

Yan Liang stopped walking forward.

He just stood there for a while, then suddenly found a seat on the spot, and sat down slowly...

Ning Xi seems to be a heartless optimist, but he is somewhat sensitive and withdrawn in his heart. This is also due to his background - compared to Yan Liang, who has a pair of crazy parents , Ning Xi simply omitted this step.

I heard from the dean that his mother was in labor on the side of the road and was sent to the hospital by kind passers-by. As a result, she was unlucky and died of bleeding, leaving behind such a child without a name.It wasn't until she was taken away by the orphanage that she was given the surname of Ning after the dean.

Ning Chenfeng, Dean Ning is a good person, but there are so many children in the orphanage, it is inevitable that there are times when they cannot take care of them.Ning Xi has a mischievous personality, and has caused troubles since he was a child. This is why he looks good and has no physical diseases, but he has never been adopted...

Because of this, many people around him came and went, only Ning Xi remained, and for a long time, his reputation in the courtyard was not good.

Now looking at Qin Yuan who is not far away, Yan Liang somewhat reminded of that child who secretly hid in a corner at a New Year's Eve party.

So what if it's an illusion?He stroked the knuckles of his fingers, thinking blankly: at least at this moment, they really look alike.

Time passed by minute by minute.

As the night deepened, the people in the box became drunk, and they lay crookedly on the sofa, carpet, and even on the table.The accompaniment on the stereo was still playing, but the person holding the microphone could no longer speak clearly, and leaned against the wall in a daze, snoring heavily.

When a drunk man who had lost consciousness slumped down and was about to lie on Qin Yuan's lap, the man who seemed to have fallen asleep finally moved. tear people apart.

After finishing, he shook his hands in disgust, and got up staggeringly. As soon as he raised his leg, he tripped over the "corpse" lying in front of him... The young master swears and swears, and uses his foot The man gently pushed aside, straightened his waist, and straightened his neckline.

Qin Yuan undid a few more buttons on his untidy shirt, and messed up his hairstyle even more - he had drunk a lot, but he was far from drunk, and now he was walking back and forth with precise steps Among the "corpses", they came to the door within a few steps.

Just as he was about to open the door and go out, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Young Master Qin."

Yan Liang watched from the corner for a long time, starting from the moment the opponent almost fell, watching how he "disguises" the appearance of indulgence... With the lessons learned from the past, this is not unexpected.

So he watched it leisurely for a while, until the other party was about to go out, then slowly got up, looked at Qin Yuan's ghostly expression with a smile on his face: "Long time no see."

The light in the private room was not good, Qin Yuan broke out in a sweat after such a sudden visit.

But when he saw the other person's face clearly, the sense of horror turned into doubt: "Why are you?"

But Yan Liang blinked unexpectedly: "Young Master Qin still remembers me, I'm so happy."

He procrastinated the last three words softly and long, as if they really came from the heart.

But Qin Yuan knew that the person in front of him was probably mentally ill, otherwise he wouldn't have stayed awake in the middle of the night to provoke him... just like now.

"I couldn't fix you along the phone line last time." The young master raised his chin with a sneer, and put his hands in his pockets: "What are you doing here? I haven't seen you for a few months. What did you do to a man?"

This little bastard still doesn't speak human words... Yan Liang thought about it without changing his face, hehe smiled: "Maybe this is fate." He told the truth about being forced to come over on the way home from get off work, Hearing Qin Yuan's eyelids twitch, he couldn't express his feelings for a while.

But as soon as it calmed down, something seemed to be piercing Qin Yuan's back in the darkness, his face darkened, and he hooked his fingers at Yan Liang: "Come here."

The latter did as he was told, and was dragged by Qin Yuan all the way to the next door...the room where they had sex for the first time.

The man who drank had great strength, Yan Liang was almost thrown into the room by force, but before he could react, he was pushed against the door again.

Immediately afterwards, a pair of big hands tightly grabbed his throat. Qin Yuan's eyes were gloomy, and there was undisguised ferocity between his brows. He was like a ferocious wolf with its fangs bared, firmly holding down its prey.

"What did you see just now?"

Yan Liang felt the suffocation coming from his neck, and raised his head with some difficulty, but his expression did not show panic: "I...cough cough, I saw you standing up...unbuttoning your clothes..."

"You poured wine on yourself...you messed up your hair...uh..." When he said this, the corners of his eyes curled up: "Like a rambunctious dude."

Instead of saying "yes," he chose "like."

Qin Yuan's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously increased the strength in his hand. Yan Liang was pinched so hard that he couldn't breathe, and subconsciously grabbed the man's veined wrist, but he only struggled for a while, and then hung down as if giving up. .

Qin Yuan seemed to be scratched by a cat, his heart was burning and uncomfortable, but he couldn't explain why, so he looked like a crater that was blocked and covered, and his stomach was filled with crackling magma.

"You, saw, saw, what, what?"

He asked again word by word.

Yan Liang couldn't speak, the urgency of suffocation made his eyes darken, his chapped lips trembled a few times, but he met the man's fierce eyes again.

It may be an illusion brought about by dying, he suddenly saw Qin Yuan's bottomless eyes, and there seemed to be an imperceptible panic... It was as if something that was deliberately hidden was discovered.

His heart moved, and he suddenly changed his words: "No..."

"I didn't... see anything."

When the last word was squeezed out between his teeth, Qin Yuan finally let go, and Yan Liang, who had lost his support, slid down slowly against the door panel, and he coughed loudly while covering his still painful neck.

"Cough, cough, cough..." The violent cough sounded like he was about to vomit out his lungs, and Yan Liang breathed in the hard-won fresh air, and his back was wet with cold sweat.

When his intense panting finally calmed down, he felt the light in front of him dim. Qin Yuan squatted down in front of him, and stretched out his hands to lift Yan Liang's chin.

"...Even if something without eyes pulls you over, you can still refuse." It may be the effect of alcohol, Qin Yuan only felt a throbbing pain in his temples, and his brows frowned even tighter: "Why are you here?"

There were still physical tears in Yan Liang's eyes, illuminated by the warm light, the light gray irises were as bright as a mirror, and together with the sweaty brows and eyes, there was a rare fragility.

"...I miss you." The young man who was almost strangled slowly lowered his eyelashes and said in a hoarse voice.Thick eyelashes cast a shadow on his pale face, and even the small light-colored mole at the corner of his eye was stained with water, making him more attractive.

Qin Yuan suddenly thought of the phone that was thrown out - and the words that the man confides intermittently after he was drunk, all became ambiguous and difficult to distinguish the authenticity from the false.

This kind of thought flashed like an electric shock, but it left a deep mark in his mind. Even Qin Yuan himself thought it was absurd... because for a moment, he really seemed to believe it.

But of course he couldn't believe it.

So Yan Liang hadn't had time to read the following lines when someone grabbed her calf, pulled it hard, and knocked the back of her head against the door panel, making a loud noise.

Just when he was dizzy, he was pressed on the waist and turned over again, and pressed against the door panel...

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