see you late summer

Xia Chenyan was locked up by Yan Zhiyang for four days.

Except for scolding people on the first day, I never spoke a word to this bastard.Resist captivity with silent passivity.

To be honest, Yan Zhiyang didn't abuse himself, he served delicious food and drinks, and courteously flattered him, except that he liked to forcefully hold his hand to reminisce about the past and the beautiful scenes when the two of them were together.

No matter whether Xia Chenyan was listening or not, the man has been babbling at him all the time: talking about his desperate efforts to curry favor, asking his friends to get drama tickets that are hard to buy, and racking his brains to get close to this high mountain flower Hua, the more frustrated and courageous each time, skipping class and watching after school;

It is to automatically ignore, this is a love that comes only to complete the bet, not to fight for steamed buns.

He also mentioned that he never bowed his head to coax others for his own peace of mind, and Yan Gongzi stayed with him for many days in a small mountain village where chickens do not lay eggs in order to chase people;

But I forgot, they quarreled because Xia Chenyan discovered the ambiguous text message in Yan Zhiyang's cell phone, which was a love debt he hadn't finished handling;

And they climbed Nanlu Mountain and stayed at the top of the mountain for one night. In the morning, the dew was slightly stained, and they got up early to watch the sunrise together. The golden halo came out at dawn. Yan Zhiyang looked at the side faces of the people around him stained with light and shadow, maybe After thinking about the possibility for a second, it is possible to spend the rest of his life with him; and in order to stand up for Xia Chenyan when fighting with others, Mr. Yan called someone to fight hand-to-hand with the opponent. Grinning, she looked at Xia Chenyan, who was in a hurry, and smirked.

I don't want to hear it anymore.

It's not that looking back on the past will make you feel beautiful or soft-hearted. The more vast and grand the fireworks are, the more sad and empty they will be, and the colder will be biting.Why did these good things not become his conscience to wake up his lost way, but instead became a bargaining chip in his hand to admit his mistakes?Why don't you think about the lies you tell, the deception of working overtime, the ambiguous messages, the changed screensavers and passwords, the drunken homecoming, the ambiguities that come and go, the disappointment that gathers together again and again, and the pungent perfume on your body, Scarlet hickey.

He lowered his eyes and struggled to free his hands, expressing indifference and impatience without speaking.

You didn't come when I was struggling and suffering, and now the love is as deep as the sea, so you don't come here anymore.

The only thing that is fortunate is that at least Yan Zhiyang didn't act like a beast, forcing him to have sex with him, probably he also knows that he can't push people too hard.

"Xiao Yan," the man automatically held his breath when he approached him, not wanting to smell the bitter tea smell mixed with desire: "It's been four days, you really don't plan to have a word with me?"

"I know you're still angry, but I can't help it. If you don't see me, that's the only way to keep you by my side;"

"Talk to me, you can say anything, and I will let you go for a walk."

After a long time, Xia Chenyan spoke, but the name in his mouth was not what he wanted to hear: "Where's Chi Lin?"

The roots of the teeth are sour: "He was brought back to England by his father."

"I don't believe it." She folded her hands and looked at him: "If you don't want to tell the truth, you don't have to answer. You don't have to use lies to prevaricate me."

"It's really annoying."

"Let me tell you the truth," those beautiful peach eyes were burning with jealousy: "Chi Mosheng didn't take him back, but the old man of the Chi family came to China, and he was determined to get him back. It's hard to guarantee that I can't find you;"

"Xiao Yan, this is the property of Wan Chun, Lord Sheng of Lan Province. No one dares to act wild here, let alone forcefully come in to snatch people;"

"Don't expect him to appear from the sky, he is not worthy to step here;"

"Be good, wait until Chi Lin is brought back to Chi's house," Yan Zhiyang grabbed his hand and held it tightly, wishful thinking: "I'll take you out."

Xia Chenyan suddenly asked: "Whose place do you think this is?"

"Master Lan Sheng, Yu Chengru." Yan Zhiyang was glad that he spoke again, and patiently explained to him: "The biggest underworld leader in the southwest region, he has all-hands and eyes, and he mixes black and white."

Yu Chengru and Xia Chenyan frowned, they should have heard this name before in their memory.It seems like I heard it in school.

The phone rang, it was the assistant calling, the phone was trembling, there was an important shareholder meeting that must be attended today, there was no way to ask the assistant to send documents to work.

"I'm going to the company, Xiao Yan," Yan Zhiyang leaned over and tried to kiss his forehead: "Wait for me to come back."

Xia Chenyan pressed against his chest, suppressing his nausea: "Can I go for a walk?"

"You said, if I talk to you, you let me go for a walk."

"Yes," Yan Zhiyang held his wrist: "Let me kiss you."

The kiss on the forehead felt sticky and wet. Although Yan Zhiyang agreed, he told the bodyguards that he was only allowed to move around on the fifth floor before going out, and he had to follow people closely.

After walking out of the room for the first time in four days, Xia Chenyan moved his body slowly, thinking of Yu Chengru's name all the time in his mind, he must have heard it somewhere.But I still can't remember who it is because of. After all, he and this kind of person should not have any intersection.

Gu Chun is worthy of being a top-level luxury shopping cave. There are several famous paintings hanging on both sides of the corridor, and the huge crystal chandeliers are projected on the ground, shining brightly, making people unable to tell the fascination of day and night.

Chen Yan was fascinated by an oil painting. This is an authentic work by a foreign master. You can get it without money, and secretly startled Yu Shengru's financial resources and artifice.

"Chairman Xia? Brother Chen Yan?" A somewhat familiar voice came from behind, calling his name in uncertainty and bewilderment.

Turning around, I saw a somewhat familiar face.The owner of the voice has a pair of cold eyebrows and eyes, slim and dignified, with a dignified and reserved demeanor around him, looking at him with disbelief and surprise: "It's really you, brother Chenyan?"

"You don't know me? Chairman Xia?" Qu Huai looked at him in a daze, but he still didn't recognize himself: "When you were the chairman of the Youth Student Union, I was the secretary of your sports department. It was me, Qu Huai."

Qu Huai!

Finally, he remembered where he had heard Yu Chengru's name.Qu Huai was kidnapped when he was a sophomore, and he lay in the hospital for a month. Xu Chichuan replaced him as a minister for a month. He heard that he was kidnapped by a drug dealer for no reason. The man who went to rescue him was Yu Shengru.

"Remember, you were injured in your sophomore year, and Xu Chichuan was the minister who replaced you. How is it? Are you healed now?"

"It's over," Qu Huai wanted to reminisce about the past with his chairman, but was stopped by two bodyguards rudely, and couldn't help frowning: "What do you want to do?"

"Boss Yan ordered that no one should approach him."

"Boss Yan?" Qu Huai's words were cold: "This is Guanchun, Yu Shengru's territory."

"I'm fine, Xiao Huai." Xia Chenyan was afraid that the bodyguard would hurt him: "You all back away, I won't approach him, don't hurt anyone."

"Brother Chen Yan, what's going on?" Just as he returned to school, it was still the little officer: "You were kidnapped?"

Seeing that the bodyguard was about to get rough, Xia Chenyan turned his back on Qu Huai and blocked him: "Don't ask so many questions, kid, hurry up, it's not safe here."

"I'm fine," Qu Huai pushed back, and faced the group of people face to face: "Yan Zong? Which of Yan Zong's rules, dare to carry a murder weapon when entering the spring?"

The immature child has grown up, and the little steel knife in his pocket has seen the light of day again. He is indifferent and fierce to the four burly men with unkind faces: "I will take him away. If you have the courage, come and rob him!" .”