The actor is a licking dog

The laser lights are colorful, illuminating the whole box into a shaky and dazzling world.

While pushing the cups and changing the cups, someone reached into the hem of Jian Yi's clothes.

The strong feeling of nausea that afternoon four years ago was provoked again, he gritted his teeth and tried to resist, the hand moving on his chest seemed to come from hell, sticky and rotten.

He was trembling all over, and the guest was a little upset, so he pinched his chest hard, "You're not a fucking chick, why are you pretending to be innocent?"

Jian Yi hurriedly apologized, his flustered expression made him look weak and deceitful.

The guest thought of being abusive, grinning grinningly and slipping his hand to his pants, Jane was swept away by overwhelming shame and disgust, and her mind was roaring endlessly.

The phone rang suddenly, and Jian Yi almost jumped up from the sofa, avoiding the haunting hand.

He took out his mobile phone to gesture to the guest, said hurriedly "I'm sorry to answer the call", and fled from the box.

Jian Yi ran all the way to the bathroom at the end of the corridor, opened the door and entered, and saw a boy with dyed yellow hair kneeling on the ground, giving oral sex to a man with colorful arms.

"Sorry." He clutched his stomach, staggered two steps and threw himself at the sink, retching.

"Damn it—do you have to come here to vomit at this time?! I'm so fucking weak!" the flower-armed man yelled and pushed his yellow hair away, zipped it up, walked over and beat Jane unhappily Yi punch.

Jian Yi managed to grab hold of the sink so as not to fall down. His face was pale, his eyes were red, and his broken hair was scattered on his forehead. He looked pitiful.

The flower-armed man whistled, leaned over and smiled meanly: "It's new here? How much is it, you pay."

Jian Yi clenched her fists, stood up straight and said expressionlessly, "I have AIDS."

"Fuck!" The flower-armed man saw his thin cheeks and dull eyes, and believed him without even thinking about it.

With a look of disgust on his face, he washed his hands again and again, and before leaving the bathroom, he spat at Jianyi again, "Unlucky."

"Brother Hua—" Xiao Huangmao shouted, and hurriedly followed, looking at Jian Yi as if avoiding snakes and scorpions.

Jian Yi lay down at the sink to collect water to wash her face, and the phone rang again.

A string of unfamiliar trombones.

When he picked up, He Boyan's voice eagerly rang in his ears: "Why didn't you answer the phone just now? I thought you blocked me."

Jian Yi leaned against the door with her eyes closed, and said lightly, "No."

"Well," He Boyan felt relieved, and asked briskly and gently, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"Ah."

"What to eat?"

"……noodle."

"No spicy food. I watched a video of you eating turkey noodles today. You can't eat spicy food at all."

"……it is good."

"Then go to bed early, and I'll call you tomorrow."

Jian Yi could tell that He Boyan was laughing, his voice was low and gentle, the kind of smile that could easily attract people's favor.

Said to say goodbye, but the phone refused to hang up.

Silence began to spread along the mobile phone signal, and Jian Yi found a trace of inexplicable peace of mind from this quietness for no reason.

After a long time, Jianyi said "good night", and He Boyan replied "good night, brother Xiaoyi".

After calming down in the bathroom, Jian Yi opened the door and went out, and met the foreman who was looking for him everywhere, and the other party came over and sweared at him.

"What are you doing? If you don't want to do this job, get out of here as soon as possible. Now that you're here, why are you pretending to be aloof?!"

"sorry."

"Tell me there's a fart, you tell the guests!"

Jian Yi was shoved into the box again, and just about to bow and apologize, the guest impatiently shook her hands, "Go ahead, get someone else, it's a disappointment."

The foreman hurriedly apologized, went over to toast two glasses of wine, and winked at Jian Yi while saying good things, Jian Yi pretended not to understand, and obediently rolled out of the box.

The person in charge called him to the office and tried to persuade him to go back tonight and think about it before coming back.

Jian Yi returned home in a state of embarrassment, stained with the smell of tobacco and alcohol, standing under the nozzle for a long time and could not wash it off.

The next day, when he received a text message from He Boyan, he was drinking with a lovelorn woman.

It is said to accompany wine, but in fact the punching bag is more appropriate.

The woman's eyes were slightly stupefied, and she kept poking his chest with her fingers, and while asking in a daze, "Why did you split legs", she raised her head and asked him for a kiss.

Jian Yi subconsciously tilted her head, avoiding those two seemingly soft lips.

He was ignorant, and the woman vented all the resentment in her chest on him.

Taking out a stack of red tickets from the brand-name bag, he threw them roughly on Jian Yi's face, and the color of his nails faintly looked like blood in the dim light.

"Don't you just want money? I have plenty of money, and I'll give you all these. Can you do it?"

Behind the aggressive gaze was a pair of misty eyes.

Jian Yi felt embarrassed, but he still picked up the money one by one and put them into his pocket.

Then, he stretched out his hand and hugged her into his arms, and patted her on the back tenderly as if comforting the sister next door.

"sorry."

He whispered next to her ear, as if he was apologizing for the incomprehensible style just now, or expressing deep regret for what happened to the woman.

There was a faint cry in her arms, the woman hugged him hard, cried for a long time, and then asked hoarsely, "I want to hire you for a month, how much is it?"

Jian Yi couldn't answer for a while.

He has nowhere to go, and ignorantly breaks into this unspeakable business, and he feels at a loss for everything that may happen now and in the future.

The phone screen lit up again, Jian Yi glanced at it, and He Boyan's words could be seen in the notification bar.

[He Boyan]: What are you doing?

[He Boyan]: Brother Xiaoyi isn't here?Can you see my message back?

Jane wanted to reply to him, but the phone was held down by the woman.

"When you're with me, don't be distracted." The wine glass was brought to his lips, "Drink."

The woman leaned on his shoulder, drinking cup after cup of wine, and when she became dazed, she began to babble about her love-hate relationship with her ex-boyfriend. Jian Yi listened carefully at first, but then the alcohol started to flood her head, as if her head had been filled with lead , and finally fell asleep on the sofa.

The two slept in the private room until early the next morning, when the woman woke up and yelled to continue drinking.

Jian Yi tried to persuade her, and took her to a restaurant outside to have some dinner.

The woman held her drowsy head from the hangover and stared at him intently: "I didn't look carefully last night, but you look handsome now, do you want to consider trying with me?"

Jian Yi didn't answer, but his silence was already the answer.

"Fine, forget it if you don't want to," the woman took a sip of her tea and said with a smile, "But you still have to accompany me today. I still remember dumping you 2 yuan last night."

"……it is good."

Jian Yi accompanied her to shop and shop, and listened to her continue nagging her ex-boyfriend's sequel story, like a walking shelf, but also like a close friend who has known each other for many years.

In the evening they continued to go back to the clubhouse to drink and sing, but before parting, the woman imprinted a red lip on his cheek.

"Thank you for staying with me, see you later."

Jian Yi breathed a sigh of relief, but not all the guests were as gentle and harmless as this woman.

He went home and slept for a long time, and when he went to the club again, he was pressed on the coffee table as soon as he entered the box, unable to move, and instinctively began to struggle desperately.

The roar of laughter almost knocked over the roof, Jian Yi's face was pressed against the cold glass table, three figures were caught out of the corner of his eyes, there should be other people where he couldn't see.

The sound in the private room was turned up to the maximum, and people had to shout when they were close to each other.

In the throbbing sound waves, Jian Yi couldn't hear any conversation at all, her body felt cold, and her pants were pulled down.

Having foreseen what was about to happen, Jane wanted to calm down and bear it. He needed money.

But when a hand held his waist, the cold and sticky disgusting feeling returned.

He kicked like crazy, accidentally kicked someone's life in the chaos, and there was a wail from the box.

Taking advantage of the chaos, he rushed out of the encirclement, put on his pants and ran out desperately, attracting the attention of many people.

When he ran into the night, the cool wind blew past his face, and his cheeks were wet and cold.

Only then did he realize that he was crying.

"You asked for it, why are you crying!" Jian Yi wiped her face fiercely, scolded herself in a low voice, turned around and glanced at the brightly lit clubhouse, but did not go back after all.

He only had 20 yuan in his pocket, and he was reluctant to use it, so he walked back on foot.

In the dark night, he is like a paper man who has lost his soul, wandering lightly on the deserted streets.

After walking a long way, Jian Yi realized that he had lost a shoe in the chaos just now.

Right now, the ball of my right foot is a little sore.

He continued walking, and it didn't take long for him to become limping.

When he turned a corner and entered the alley, the dim streetlights became weaker and weaker, until he was completely submerged in darkness, a burst of suppressed crying faintly sounded in the narrow alley.

Jian Yi covered her face and leaned against the trash can, and a stray cat arched its back and stared at him vigilantly, its pupils were erected into slits, and its ears were pricked up to hear him whimpering like the same kind.

After crying for an unknown amount of time, he got up and continued to walk deep into the alley.

The sound of heavy footsteps was very clear in the darkness.

"Jane?" At the end of the darkness, someone suddenly asked.

Jian Yi paused, followed the prestige, and saw a tall silhouette.

"Is it Brother Xiaoyi?" The man asked again, and at the same time walked towards this side.

For some reason, the tears that had dried up just now flowed back into his eyes again.

Jian Yi heard a trembling "hmm" from herself.

The man ran towards him.

Hugging him into her arms with great strength, Jian Yi slammed into his solid chest.

The warm breath rushed towards the face, easily driving away the turbulent coolness of the night, Jian Yi raised her hand and hugged the man back.

"Where have you been? I haven't been able to contact you since yesterday, I'm so anxious." He Boyan hugged him and refused to let go, Jian Yi smelled a faint smell of tobacco.

Jian Yi closed her eyes, and replied as calmly as possible: "I forgot my phone."

"Why are you going out so late?" He Boyan pulled away a little, still holding his arms around the other's waist, "Your nasal voice is a bit heavy, do you have a cold?"

"...No." Jian Yi was surprised at his carefulness, and also noticed the close distance between the two of them. He felt that he had lost his sense of proportion, and took a step back and said guiltily, "I'm just a little tired, thank you."

"Go upstairs and say, it's dark and cold here." He Boyan couldn't help but take his hand and take him home.

After walking two steps, he realized that something was wrong with Jane.

He Boyan's face darkened when he illuminated it with the flashlight of his mobile phone.

He pursed his lips and remained silent, with a stern expression, leaned over slightly and hugged Jian Yi horizontally.

"Hey, don't! You put me down." The sudden sense of weightlessness made Jian Yi subconsciously hook He Boyan's neck.

"Hush——" He Boyan looked down at him, and didn't say anything else, but the deep gaze in the dark had an indescribable strength, Jian Yi no longer resisted, and obediently let him carry him upstairs.

After entering the room, He Boyan helped him take off his dirty shoes and socks without saying a word, and then sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him.

Jian Yi stroked the hot water cup in her hand, remained silent for a long time, and finally told what he had been doing these two days.

The immoral feeling of betraying himself surged up again, and he lowered his head even lower.

Even if he didn't look at it, he could still feel the low pressure emanating from He Boyan's body, he was angry.

He Boyan loosened and clenched his fists, and after a long while, he said deeply: "Why? Why would you rather be an MB than accept my help?"

Jian Yi's lips could not stop trembling, he wanted to say something, but nothing he said would help.

"Compared to those men and women who spend money to get drunk, can't I get into your eyes?" He Boyan noticed that Jian Yi's hand was shaking, he stretched out his hand to cover it, and his tone softened, "Brother Xiaoyi, you Can you tell me what you're thinking?"

Silence, nothing but silence or silence.

Just when He Boyan was about to give up, he heard Jian Yi faintly ask: "Then you...are you still willing to support me now?"

He Boyan: ...What?Nurturing?