Thousands of silence

With a begging look, he stared at those misty eyes and let go of his lips.

"Enough." Xi Nian grabbed his hand all the way down, turned his head away from his eyes, and said with indifference in his voice, "Don't vent your worries about Fan Ziqian on me, I feel sick."

Leng Qiaochen had nothing to say after being told straight away by him.

These days, whenever he thought of Fan Ziqian, he would feel uncomfortable until he found a chance to use Xi Nian to reduce the anger.

Xi Nian is very smart, every time he wakes him up with a pot of cold water at such a time, he will not let himself be the object of his venting, let alone confuse his love for him with his love for Fan Ziqian. In front of you, no one needs to pity anyone.

Sitting on the sofa in the company lobby, Fan Ziqian looked at his phone, and there were already more than a dozen missed calls on it. Ten minutes ago, the front desk told him that Mr. Han was not here today, and he insisted on sitting here.

Half an hour later, a series of harsh high-heeled shoes sounded in the hall. After the front desk pointed to the side of the sofa and said a few words to the person who came, the person walked straight to this side.

Fan Ziqian followed the voice and saw a woman wearing a short skirt and [-]cm high heels walking five meters away. She wore light makeup and looked sweet and fresh.

He stood up, smelling the familiar smell in the air.

With a smile on her face, she seemed so unreal, stopped a meter away from him, stretched out a hand towards him, and said in a crisp voice, "Hello, I am Han Yan's girlfriend."

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☆, the disappearing galaxy

He didn't know what the girl said, and he forgot why he came here, but Han Yan didn't show up.

It was already afternoon when Fan Ziqian walked out of the company. He didn't go home, nor did he walk in the direction of the school. Instead, he chose an unfamiliar direction and walked resolutely.

When Han Yan's car came from the opposite direction, Fan Ziqian just turned right and disappeared outside a convenience store.

The front desk of the company looked up after hearing urgent footsteps, and saw the boss rushing in quickly.

"Mr. Han." The receptionist nodded politely.

"Did someone look for me just now?" Han Yan reconfirmed the text message on his mobile phone, which read: "Are you at the company?"

But when he called, he had already turned off the phone.

"Yes." The front desk lady nodded and said, "There is one person."

"Who is it?" Han Hao asked eagerly.

The front desk lady didn't speak, her eyes suddenly shifted to behind him, and she quickly lowered her head.

Han Yu turned around and saw Chai Rui.

Her expression showed that she was very unhappy, and she walked over slowly: "I should ask this question." She walked in front of him, grabbed his right hand, and looked at the ring finger on his ring finger with a disdainful look. A wedding ring: "Who is he?"

She just saw the same one on that pretty boy finger.

"Who is it?" The girl looked up into his eyes and raised her voice.

Han Yan glanced at the staff at the front desk, and pulled the girl into the elevator.

"Is he your so-called wife?" the girl asked loudly.

Han Yu expressed the default.

"Your wife is actually a man." The girl crossed her arms and sneered, "Then what am I?"

"Little San." Han Yan answered affirmatively with a deadpan expression on his face, a sneer scarier than hers.

Chai Rui nodded, showing a trace of unwillingness on her face: "For him, you would rather tear yourself apart with me than you can pretend anymore, right?"

"I didn't pretend." Han Yan smiled self-deprecatingly: "It's been the same from the beginning to the end."

Chai Rui raised her proud face, looked at Han Yanyun's calm expression, shook her head and sighed in disbelief.She is a genuine Bai Fumei, her personality has always been used to indulgence, and her boyfriends who have been in college for four years can form a class.

But the hypocrisy of the man in front of her for so many days made her physically and mentally exhausted. She took it seriously and showed enough sincerity, and even decided not to marry him, and there was nothing she could do now.

"For money, can you be any cheaper?" She asked him.

"Yes." Han Yan raised his eyebrows deliberately to express a frivolous feeling, but was sincere and sincere.

After getting out of the elevator, Han Yan strode towards the office, followed by Chai Rui: "What if I ask you to pay back the money right away?"

"Break up." Han Hao paused, turned his head and gave her a firm look, opened the door, and walked in.

Chai Rui was shut outside the door, gritted her teeth, and trembled with the hand holding the hem of the skirt.

"Han Fang, you wait!" She turned and left.

For the whole afternoon, Xi Nian didn't receive any reply to the text message he sent, and the phone was turned off when he called.Leng Qiaochen didn't roll his name in class, so he didn't know if he was deliberately partial.

After class, Xi Nian and Leng Qiaochen went home and ran into Liu Cenjin at the door.

Brother Coke's skin was darker, his teeth were very white, and he was still wearing a "man" T-shirt. He smiled at the two and said, "I've been waiting for a long time."

Xi Nian looked at Leng Qiaochen's expressionless face, and said flatly, "What's the matter?"

"The house is rented. I'll pick you up." He purposely said the word "received" emphatically, looked at Leng Qiaochen's surprised gaze, and continued, "Not far, just across from the school."

"Didn't you give me all your money? Where did you get the money?" Xi Nian asked.

Liu Cenjin scratched his head and said with a smirk: "You are given part of it, and you can get paid for working overtime. You should be allowed to pick one, but I heard someone recommend that house is good. I went to see it yesterday when I was free. It's really good. There is a balcony, the living room is large, and there are two bedrooms. I was afraid that someone would rob me, so I paid a year's rent first."

Xi Nian secretly took a look at Leng Qiaochen, and found that he was looking at him, he became nervous all of a sudden, hateful Liu Cenjin, why should he face him in front of Leng Qiaochen.

Leng Qiaochen said softly: "Go, the money is all paid."

"Let's move today. I'm sorry to trouble the teacher for so long." Liu Cenjin said.

Leng Qiaochen waved his hand: "It's nothing."

"I..." Xi Nian turned to look at Leng Qiaochen again, this time he avoided his gaze, opened the door and stepped in, turned around and said to him: "There is nothing of yours here, move yourself away That's it." With that, he closed the door.

Xi Nian was dumbfounded.

Liu Cenjin smirked: "Let's go, this time you are mine."

"Who's yours?" Xi Nian glared at him, his eyes lingering on that door, will it open, will it open?

"He doesn't want you anymore."

"who said it!"

Click, the door opened.

Xi Nian's little heart was pounding, looking forward to Leng Qiaochen's persuasion.

Leng Qiaochen stretched out his head, handed over a schoolbag and said, "All your new clothes are here."

Xi Nian's heart sank again, he didn't pick it up, turned around and left: "No more, you can keep it."

When Liu Cenjin was about to reach out to take it, the bag had already retracted, and the door was closed again.

This is a residential building with two bedrooms and one living room. It is located in a community with only six buildings. The environment is elegant and there are many flowers and trees. Walking into the community is like entering a virgin forest.

Along the way, Liu Cenjin pointed to the winding paths in the community and said, "We can walk our dogs here at night."

Xi Nian nodded: "The dog walks you."

"You walk me?"

"Go to hell!"

When passing the underground parking lot, Liu Cenjin said: "When we have a car in the future, I will take a parking space here."

"Car?" Xi Nian squinted at him, "Do you need a parking space for bicycles?"

"Who said, I want to drive a Mercedes-Benz BMW." Liu Cenjin said.

"Hehe." Xi Nian followed him into the unit building, "I know Mercedes-Benz and BMW."

"And a Ferrari."

……

When Leng Qiaochen received the call from Fan Ziqian, he was in the empty bedroom, taking out Xi Nian's clothes from his backpack one by one, and hanging them back in the closet in an orderly manner. Take it out, put it on the bed, and admire it thoughtfully.

He didn't realize until the phone rang twice, and when he picked it up, he heard a weak voice from over there: "I'm lost."

Leng Qiaochen was taken aback, and quickly asked his general direction, but Fan Ziqian couldn't tell. He had been wandering the streets since he came out of Han Yan's company this afternoon, until he realized that he had gradually reached the outskirts of the city.

Now the only thing that can shine around him is a small convenience store. Besides that, he can see the highway gate not far away. The rest of the space is pitch black, and the lights belonging to this city have been far away Leaving it behind, as if if you go on like this, you will never come back.

"Stay still and don't move. I probably know where you are. I'll come to you." Leng Qiaochen borrowed a car with navigation. He knew which street Han Yan's company building was on. If you walk on the street in the opposite direction from the school, you will come to the southern suburbs, where there is a highway passing through Cishan.

Fan Ziqian hugged his backpack tightly and sat on the steps outside the convenience store. The surrounding environment was full of tranquility and eerieness, which reminded him of the night trip with Han Fang that day.

Many days ago, he and Han Yan were lying on the soft grass, looking at those beautiful light spots.Now, when he looked up, he saw desolation everywhere.

The shape of the galaxy has not changed, but the density of the stars has changed, infinite alienation, endless darkness...

Han Fong, Han Fong...

He heard his heart screaming his name frantically, and his pale face was wet with hot tears.

The door of the convenience store opened, and a trembling old lady pushed her reading glasses, and finally saw that the person sitting at her door was a person, and it was a crying messy beauty.

She walked up to him and took a closer look. His face was already full of tears, and there was great sadness in his eyes.

She patted him on the shoulder, turned around and went back to get a coat. When she was walking towards the door, a car suddenly came outside.

The man who got out of the car ran up to the boy anxiously. The boy looked up with fragile and delicate eyes.He was supported by the man, wrapped in the coat he took off, and sat in the car. The car started quickly and left the convenience store.

The old lady took her coat and sighed, walked out the door, waited for the light from the headlights to disappear completely, looked up at the sky, and couldn't help sighing: "This day is cloudy, there are not even stars."

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☆, goodbye, starry sky

Xi Nian walked through the dark bushes, felt the cool night wind penetrate into his bones, and his legs were trembling with cold.He slipped out of the house while Liu Cenjin was asleep.

A few minutes ago, lying on the big bed in the new house, Xi Nian was posing in a large font. Although he could enjoy the entire bedroom and the entire bed here alone, he was still not used to it.Without the sound of Leng Qiaochen's breathing in his ears, he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

Liu Cenjin snored in another bedroom, and Xi Nian quietly left, this time no matter what, he had to deal with Leng Qiaochen.

A street away, Xi Nian climbed in from the school wall, and when he came to the teacher's building, he looked up at the window and saw that the light was on after two o'clock in the middle of the night, and he couldn't help but feel delighted.

Leng Qiaochen, you can't sleep either!

Xi Nian ran up to the fourth floor in one breath, knocked on the door twice, but there was no movement in the room, knocked twice more, and the door was finally opened.

"I am back!"

Leng Qiaochen looked at the young man in front of him in surprise. He was wearing a scent of green grass, and his eyes were full of anticipation when he smiled. He rushed towards him with enthusiasm, wrapped his arms around his neck, and kissed him deeply with his lips. on his lips.

All of Leng Qiaochen's defenses were crushed by this sudden surprise, one hand was put on Xi Nian's waist, and the other hand stretched to his back to hold him tightly in his arms.This energetic and restless little body has already appeared in his mind countless times, and it has been like this every minute and every second since he left.

The two entered the room while kissing, Leng Qiaochen was pushed to sit on the sofa by Xi Nian, panting, "Why are you back?"

Xi Nian straddled his lap, held his face and said, "I thought about it, I can't let you sleep alone, so I came back..."

"Alone, sleep?" Leng Qiaochen looked at him with a half-smile, and there was a little tenderness in his eyes under the lens.

"Yeah." Xi Nian nodded vigorously, domineeringly broke off Leng Qiaochen's head, leaned close to his face and said, "I've decided."

"What to decide?" Leng Qiaochen's eyes suddenly drifted, looking at Xi Nian's shoulder from time to time.

Xi Nian's smiling face suddenly became calm, the halo under the incandescent lamp illuminated that clean and flawless face, and the cold icy eyes sparkled.He has been struggling to like him for so many days, and now he finally mustered up the courage to face his heart. He said seriously: "Whether you like me or not, I will be with you."

Leng Qiaochen looked at Xi Nian's expectant expression, and was a little dazed.

The only sound left in the room was the breathing of two people.

"Xi Nian." Leng Qiaochen suddenly called his name with a gentle voice.

"Ok?"

"Aren't we already together?"

"Ah..." There was a smile on Xi Nian's lips, and he suddenly realized that he was sitting on this man's lap, and the fragile heart that had just confessed his love could not bear the electric current brought by his eye contact. He quickly got up from him and sat aside, not knowing what to do.

Leng Qiaochen smiled lightly at his cuteness, but his eyes couldn't help turning to the bedroom door. A complex feeling invaded his heart, joy and surprise, worry and uneasiness, what's going on...

Fan Ziqian leaned against the door tremblingly, his breathing became more and more disordered, his nails almost sank into the flesh of his palm, even the sweet confession from the living room couldn't pull him out of the abyss, he didn't even have time to envy others, he already Tormented by the pain in his heart, he couldn't bear to live, his lips were bitten by himself, and his eyes were blurred.

"Give me back Han Yan." He murmured with his face pressed against the door, all senses became dull for an instant, and he smelled a little light in the darkness, and he tried to reach out to grab it. starry sky...

Leng Qiaochen came back to his senses: "Xi Nian, Fan Ziqian..."

"Did you find it?" Xi Nian interrupted him and asked.

"Well, it's just..."

"That's good……"

"exist……"

"By the way, I want to tell you something." Xi Nian looked into his eyes and said, "Actually, I knew Han Yan cheated a long time ago, and I never told him."

Leng Qiaochen was a little surprised, and stopped rushing to speak.

"When I was on duty in a nightclub, I saw Han Yan in the bathroom with a woman..." He sighed: "I didn't tell him, I was afraid..."

"Stop talking." Leng Qiaochen interrupted him, looking worriedly at the bedroom door.And Xi Nian also understood at this moment, shut his mouth in surprise, looked at the door, and regretted his recklessness just now.

The two became silent for a moment, and the atmosphere became weird.

At this moment, the sound of sliding the window came from the bedroom, and Xi Nian looked at Leng Qiaochen vigilantly.

"Not good." Leng Qiaochen yelled and ran to the bedroom. At the same time, there was a sound of electric car alarm downstairs.

In the empty bedroom, only the curtains blown by the wind remained, looking pale and terrifying in the night.

Leng Qiaochen heard the sound of his own heartbeat, it was deafening.

Immediately afterwards, there was a woman's scream, and she shouted at the top of her voice: "Someone jumped off the building!"

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"What, what made you cut off hope on the journey of life?"

"It's death, and you will eventually face endless wildness."

"And if you were given a chance, would the evil be hidden?"

"Give me one more indulgence, please, give me the madness of the whole world."

The lights suddenly dimmed, and the audience was in an uproar.

After a while, a ray of spotlights came on, and a general leader holding an ancient sword appeared in the center of the stage. He was wearing a red armor, with long hair tied back, elegant and handsome.

Liu Cenjin leaned close to Xi Nian's ear and whispered, "Which anime is this?"

Xi Nian shook his head: "A character I created myself."

"So handsome!"

"Ha ha."

The huge sound of horseshoes resounded throughout the hall, and after a thrilling background scene stopped, it was time for the general to speak.

The man didn't have any expression on his face, only the corners of his mouth slightly pulled out an indifferent look, and a faint voice escaped from between his lips and teeth: "The years are like fire, the evening is like a song, the madness I asked for ten years ago, I have already used it up, Now, all I want is you." He stretched out his hand to the bottom of the stage, his eyes full of hope and tenderness.

"Who does he want?" Liu Cenjin said.

Xi Nian gave him a sidelong glance, and didn't bother to answer.

After the stage play ended, Xi Nian found Leng Qiaochen who was taking off his makeup in the background. He was forced by several students to play a cameo role, but he didn't expect to counterattack and become the protagonist.

Leng Qiaochen's eye makeup has been wiped off, and the wig has also been removed. The face with foundation looks pale, and the facial features are more three-dimensional, just like a vampire.

Xi Nian walked up behind him, poked him lightly, and he grabbed his hand and said, "What, want to murder?"

"I won't kill you, I'll leave you to warm my bed." Xi Nian took out his glasses case from his pocket and said softly, "Aren't you used to wearing contact lenses?"

"You don't need to change it, it's okay." Leng Qiaochen felt that he looked more handsome without his glasses.

"Mr. Leng, thank you, let's have dinner together some other day!" The director of the drama club came to greet him enthusiastically. He was Xue Zi, who shared the dorm with Xi Nian, and the leader of the organization who forced Leng Qiaochen to act in a stage play.

Leng Qiaochen smiled and said, "You guys made me like this, how can one meal be enough?"

"Haha, we have to take turns to treat you to dinner, and you have to be able to resist it then."

"No problem!" Leng Qiaochen said.

Xue Zi thought for a while: "Oh, by the way, I'll bring 'Ms. Mistress' with me." While speaking, he still glanced at Xi Nian from time to time.

"Definitely." Leng Qiaochen readily agreed.

Xi Nian turned green helplessly, coughed twice, walked up to him and put his arms around his neck, whispering, "Boy, what am I yours?"

Xue Zi rolled his eyes and thought about it: "You Lemei?"

"..."

"Okay, dormitory head, sports committee member, and big brother."

"So Lao Leng is yours?"

"Sister-in-law!" Xue word blurted out.

"What should I call him in the future, do you understand?" Xi Nian's strength is innate, and no one can resist it.

"understand."

Xi Nian patted his chest and whispered something in his ear. Xue Zi immediately opened his mouth wide in surprise, looked at Leng Qiaochen in disbelief, and said quickly, "Brother, I'm leaving..."

"Sister-in-law!" He shouted at Leng Qiaochen, "Goodbye!" Then he hurried away.

"Sister-in-law?" This time Leng Qiaochen turned green, and he pulled Xi Nian towards him: "What did you tell him?"

Xi Nian smiled alluringly: "I said you are a shou."

"you!"

Leng Qiaochen approached Xi Nian, grabbed his arm and was about to kiss him: "I'll show you who is the victim!"

Xi Nian dodged quickly, but Leng Qiaochen couldn't get close to that face, so he hugged his waist anxiously, but when he was about to force him, Xi Nian pushed him away. He looked at his face and said, "Don't make trouble, Speak the truth."

"what's up?"

"How long has it been since you went to the hospital?"

"..." Leng Qiaochen was silent, and when he mentioned the hospital, a sense of guilt came to his heart again. What happened that day has become a shackle that he can't escape in his life, binding him tightly for half a year. The haze is still lingering and indelible.

"Go see him."

Xi Nian looked gloomy. He understood Leng Qiaochen's pain, so he cared more about his pain than him. He forced himself to smile and said, "It's okay, I'll accompany you."

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☆, the truth

Snow-white sheets, snow-white walls, and snow-white curtains, everything here is quiet and pure white.

The person lying on the bed was wearing a light blue hospital gown with vertical stripes, the quilt was on his chest, and he was staring at the ceiling blankly. This room was too strange to him, and it was always almost a hopeless white.

Han Yan threw a bunch of dried lilies into the trash can, went back to the hospital bed, and stroked the man's hair.

"You want to go home?"

He said softly: "The doctor said, when your leg is healed, we can go home right away. After we go home, we will be the same as before... Let's start again, shall we?"

Those eyes were still staring at the ceiling without any emotion.

Half a year ago, when he jumped from the window on the fourth floor, there was starlight in front of his eyes, his heart was full of love for him and longing for the future, just like the child seven years ago, he trusted him and indulged himself , but was once again confused by the light in front of him.

That light was like a ball of fire, tempting him, igniting him, pampering him, and when he decided to rush towards it, he found that it was an abyss.

Han Fang is the light in his heart, but now, there is only a piece of white in front of him, pure white without impurities.

Han Yan stretched his hand under the quilt, held his hand tightly, cleared his throat, and said with a choked throat: "Do you still remember you seven years ago? You are enthusiastic, pure, and transparent like a glass person, with How many times have I wished to hold you in my hands for the rest of my life... At that time, I was like a child who was treasured, I took you everywhere to play, and loved every second with you." Han Yan smiled lightly, Laughing so sadly, he said, "But I broke you."

He grabbed his hand sadly, put it to his lips, and gently kissed the pale fingertips: "I thought it would be easy to rebuild a love, but I never thought it would be so difficult to rebuild a heart... I I thought I could bring you back that sense of security, I was wrong, but..." With a tear streaming out of his eyes, he shook his head and smiled wryly, "It's because you think so, it's because you're wrong, because Han Yan is a bastard, and he doesn't care at all. It is worth you becoming what you are now for him. You must get better and get back everything he owes you. "

Tears and sadness collapsed at the same time, and the huge self-blame tore his nerves, and it has been like this every day for the past six months.

He shook his hand and begged him: "If you're listening to me, just look at me."

However, those eyes have been staring at the ceiling since they were opened a month ago, and they have never turned except when they are closed when sleeping.

Han Fang would talk to Fan Ziqian like this for several hours every day. Even though he has not responded yet, according to the doctor, he can hear him.If no one kept awakening his consciousness, even if he woke up, it would be impossible to recover.

Han Yan failed to communicate again. He had no choice but to pack up his gloomy mood, adjust his state, and said to him: "Xi Nian will come to see you tomorrow, do you miss him?"

"And Teacher Leng."

"But it doesn't matter if he doesn't come."

Han Yan chattered to himself, and opened the curtains to let some light into the room.The sunlight hit the delicate face of the young boy on the bed, the fair skin was illuminated transparently, and the delicate facial features were completely beautiful.

"He didn't care about you when you jumped off the building." Han Yan complained jokingly, sat on the chair next to the bed again, took Fan Ziqian's hand, and patted himself on the head: "You should slap me, Then he said: 'You still blame other people, you don't love me well, idiot!' Do I imitate it? Hehe..." He smiled foolishly, not paying attention to the door being opened behind him.

A giggling voice sounded from behind Han Jian, saying, "When he recovers, you will go crazy."

Han Yu turned around and saw that it was Xi Nian.

"Didn't you say you will come tomorrow?" Han Yan stood up and gave up his seat.

Xi Nian sat down, touched Fan Ziqian's forehead and said, "It happened to be fine today, so I came here. Is he... still unconscious?"

Han Hao said: "I have a feeling, but I don't respond. Are you here alone?"

Xi Nian gave him an impossible look and said, "Go out and call him, he won't come in."

Han Yan sighed and walked out the door.

Leng Qiaochen was sitting on a chair outside the ward, leaning forward, with his elbows on his knees, his hands clasped tightly, looking very nervous.

"Teacher Leng." Han Yan stretched out his right hand to him.

"Ah..." He trembled in fright and stood up quickly.

The two hands shook casually, and Han Yan's fingertips felt an unprecedented coldness, just like Leng Qiaochen's heart at this time.

"Go in." Han Yu said.

"I..." Leng Qiaochen didn't look directly at Han Yan, but lowered his eyes.

"What are you afraid of? Look at him."

"not me……"

Seeing him hesitating, Han Yan's face darkened instantly: "Do you still love him?"

The corner of Leng Qiaochen's mouth twitched, he shook his head and said, "You're thinking too much." He raised his head, looked into Han Yan's eyes, and his eyes returned to their usual rigidity and coldness: "He had an accident at my house. responsibility."

"I don't blame you." Han Yu said.

Leng Qiaochen said, "Blame me."

"No, it's my fault. I didn't protect him well." Han Yan argued.

"Blame me." Leng Qiaochen said, "I didn't keep an eye on him."

"Blame me." Han Yan turned around and sat down on the chair.

"Blame me."

"Okay, it's your fault." Han Yan raised his head, showing a smile mixed with jokes and complaints: "Why didn't you keep an eye on him?"

Leng Qiaochen was startled, and his face immediately became relaxed and disdainful. He said coldly, "Then why did you hurt him?"

"That's a matter between the two of us." Han Yan said.

"But why was he the only one injured?" Leng Qiaochen's words became aggressive, and Han Yan's face became paler.

"You think I'm willing?" Han Yan stood up, approached Leng Qiaochen's face, gritted his teeth and said, "I will try my best to keep my company and prove my strength to everyone. At least I saved it at all costs. Convince yourself. I am a man, I have to earn money and give him happiness."

Leng Qiaochen sneered: "You lunatic, money can give him happiness? You have traveled through the wrong era."

The corners of Han Fang's mouth curled up slightly, and he followed him with a sneer: "You are the lunatic, a villain who pretends to be in danger."

Leng Qiaochen frowned: "What do you mean?"

Han Fan's gaze suddenly changed, as if he was ready to tear himself apart with Leng Qiaochen at any time, and now that their conversation has come to this point, he can say without any concealment: "You can continue to pretend that nothing happened, I will I will not tell Xi Nian, but I must let you know that the day after Fan Ziqian was sent to the hospital half a year ago, the doctor confirmed to me that he had sex with someone before jumping off the building, and that he was forced."

Leng Qiaochen's previous sneer froze on his face, he looked at Han Yan's eyes full of madness and anger, his throat seemed to be filled with cement, and he couldn't say a word anymore.

"You are his teacher." Han Yan lowered his voice and roared angrily, "How could you..."

There was a roar in Leng Qiaochen's mind. He has been blaming himself for this matter for the past six months, not because he didn't pay attention to Fan Ziqian, but just as Han Fang said.Now, he was trembling all over, he remembered that night, Fan Ziqian regarded him as Han Fang, he passionately kissed his lips, twisted and begged under him passionately, he wanted him to be like Han Fang, to give him the warmest Sincere love.

That person is so beautiful, that moment is like a dream, and that dream is too tempting.And he only hated himself for not being able to escape.

He wanted to tell Han Yan that he didn't force him, but when he spoke, he felt that this was not a man's responsibility: "I..." He trembled so hard that he could hardly speak, "I'm sorry..."

Han Yan took a step closer, and Leng Qiaochen felt a chill all over his body. He heard Han Yan's low and menacing voice say: "Stay away from him, don't let me see you again."

"I..." Leng Qiaochen heard his rough breathing, and his brain was already in chaos.

"I'll say it again, roll as far as you can."

"What are you two doing?" Xi Nian ran out and blushed when he saw two big men putting their faces together like a couple whispering.

After Han Hao gave Leng Qiaochen a hard look, he sneered and said to Xi Nian, "Take care of yourself." Then he turned and walked into the ward, closing the door heavily.

"Inexplicable..." Xi Nian turned to Leng Qiaochen: "What did you say? Why don't you go in?"

Leng Qiaochen's face was stiff, he turned around like a walking corpse, and walked towards the elevator with empty eyes.

Xi Nian scratched his loose hair, and a beautiful smile appeared on his cold face: "This guy, he lost his temper again..."

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