bereavement

To put it bluntly, the city that never sleeps is a gold-selling cave. Rich people like to come here to drink when they have nothing to do. There are various magical dramas staged there every day. The goddess in the dream opened a beer bottle for the local tyrant with her tits.

When Xie Qin walked in, he was shocked. He felt that he was out of place here, not because of the gap in class and status. He couldn't say the specific reason. Anyway, it was as if the floor was scalding his feet. He couldn't stay for a second.

However, Jiang Yanyu has often come to this kind of place in the past. When he first met Jiang Yanyu, he was 23 years old, and he hadn't lost his mind. He didn't miss any of the things that the rich second generation loved to do.

During those six months, Xie Qin could smell the perfume on him almost every day.Before Jiang Yanyu met Xie Qin, he only had sex with women, but he had never been in a relationship, and he only went to bed to satisfy his physical needs, not his feelings.

After meeting Xie Qin, Jiang Yanyu fell down, fell to death, and gave up all messy bad habits.

From changing a trendy brand every day to wearing a black suit all year round, from the top sports car Pagani to a Bentley, Jiang Yan wants to quit drinking, smoking and swearing, come out with his parents, and even cut off ties.

It would be very hard when he first started his business. He lost his background aura, so he could only put down his figure and dignity, and work hard from the bottom to the top.

He had toasted to countless people at the dinner table and bowed several times. Jiang Yanyu's back was bent more and more. When he was exhausted and desperate, he once sat by the side of the road and cried.

It was really difficult during that time, but he never mentioned it to Xie Qin.

Xie Qin pushed open the door of the cubicle, and several gazes swished over.

Jiang Yan wants to hide the baby he has raised, no one is curious.

Xie Qin didn't even look at the whole room, he went to the tea table, picked up a glass of wine, and poured it directly on Jiang Yanyu's face.

"Are you awake? Let's go."

"..."

The faces of the people around were shocked, and the atmosphere dropped to freezing point in an instant.

When the wine was poured over, Jiang Yanyu didn't even blink his eyes, as if he was frozen.

He wiped his face, looked up at Xie Qin expressionlessly, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Xie Qin, what am I to you?"

As soon as these words came out, the others stood up silently and left the cubicle.

Xie Qin looked at Jiang Yanyu and said nothing.

"What do you take me for?"

Jiang Yanyu lowered his head, as if he was asking and answering himself: "Pedophile pervert, the last option, ATM, benefactor."

"You think every time I help you, it is profitable, and I want you to use your body to pay off the debt."

"Xie Qin."

Jiang Yanyu smiled wryly and sighed.

"I never made you love me. I just want you to be good from the beginning to the end. Don't always make me lose my temper and make the relationship more and more rigid."

"The reason why I dare not like it is because I am afraid that one day I will change my mind and you will be abandoned, or because I am afraid of being judged by others."

Jiang Yanyu's voice became more and more hoarse, even a little choked up. He stood up, turned his back to Xie Qin, and took off his shirt.

"Don't be afraid."

Xie Qin froze instantly.

On Jiang Yanyu's back is a suffocating huge tattoo.

He was carrying the smiling face of a teenager.

On the day Xie Qin was imprisoned, Jiang Yanyu had his photo tattooed on his back.

The whole piece, the back.

Jiang Yanyu put on his clothes and lit a cigarette. He looked at Xie Qin who was speechless, and said disappointedly: "If you are afraid of the eyes of the outside world, I can obviously take you abroad and leave here."

"I'll carry it for you, and carry it for us."

"All, I will carry."

"What else do you have to be afraid of?"

After Jiang Yanyu finished speaking, his emotions couldn't be suppressed all of a sudden, his neck was bruised, and he yelled at Xie Qin with red eyes: "What the hell are you mother afraid of?!"

Xie Qin closed his eyes, the blood from his fingernails flowed out and fell to the floor drop by drop.

Jiang Yanyu was obviously on the verge of collapse. It was the first time Xie Qin saw that his eyes were red and the fingers holding the cigarette were trembling. He kept smoking desperately, taking deep breaths again and again.

Xie Qin thought he had restrained his emotions.

Until Jiang Yanyu murmured:

"Xie Qin, I still have a few 11 years left."

The ending is trembling, tired and powerless as if the soul has been pulled out of the body.

Xie Qin's heart suddenly went cold.

Jiang Yanyu slowly closed his eyes, sighed as if he was relieved, and gave up suddenly and calmly.

"Go away."