After Dawn (Bing Kuai'er)

When he came back from beating someone in the back alley of the bar, Li Luo rubbed the soles of his shoes on the carpet that entered the door, the dark red carpet was soaked in small pieces, and there was no trace of color left.

Then I went to the bathroom and tidied up the messy hairstyle that had just been messed up due to excessive movements. It hung behind the ears obediently. The length just reached the neck, half-length and not short. Very annoying, I really want to cut it.

But a few months ago, he made a silly bet with his bad friend Jiang Liushen. If he could grow his hair to shoulder length, enough for a small braid, Jiang Liushen would make it public on Weibo with tens of millions of fans. Shout "Luoge Niubi!"

Jiang Liushen was sure that he didn't have the patience and perseverance, and indeed he had no patience, but he was stubborn enough not to admit defeat, even though his hair grew as slowly as a snail, he insisted on keeping it until now.

I didn't expect it to come in handy right now.

The undyed hair of the person in the mirror is shiny and soft. At first glance, he really looks like a well-behaved student who never causes trouble.

After Li Luo made sure that the hostility in his eyes was gone, he returned to the bar outside, sat on the high chair in an orderly manner, ordered a glass of pure juice, stirred it a few times and took a sip, and followed the scene with his eyes. The busy waiter.

At the beginning, I could still put on a show, but after a while, I gradually became impatient.When the other party came to serve wine for the fifth time, he finally couldn't help asking: "How long are you off work?"

The waiter gave him a squinting look, and his eyes became colder for some reason: "After twelve o'clock."

Li Luo glanced at his watch, and waited for more than an hour.

"Then you..." He raised his head, only to find that the person standing in front of him had disappeared, and when he turned his head, that person joined the crowd to deliver wine again.

"..."

Damn, are you so incomprehensible?

It was the first time for Young Master Li to wait for someone for so long, and he was repeatedly received coldly, so he wanted to leave immediately.

But thinking about that glass of martini just now... Forget it, wait a little longer.

As a result, we waited until one o'clock in the morning.

Li Luo was so sleepy that he could barely hold his head, when he suddenly heard a voice from beside him: "I'm off work."

He drooped his head, slammed it on the table, bared his teeth and hissed, at least he was awake, covered his forehead and looked over in annoyance, and was immediately taken aback.

The waiter who changed his uniform and put on casual clothes completely changed his look, a little more student-like, but the pilled cotton T-shirt and white-washed trousers made his gloomy nobility disappear. Only a bit of arrogance remained on his stern face.

This man is short of money.Li Luo instantly had a bottom line in his mind.

"Where is your home?" He tilted his head, "I drove here, and I will take you home."

"No, I can walk to where I live." The other party seemed to have no intention of having a long conversation, and said directly, "If you want to pay back the money, you can pay me now. It doesn't matter if you don't, I will hurry back."

"Yes, of course." Li Luo immediately took out his mobile phone, scanned his account, and inevitably saw some real names.

"Duan...Yang?" He looked up from the phone screen and asked, "What's that word in the middle?"

The other party didn't answer and took back the phone.

Li Luo realized that he had asked abruptly, so he immediately reported his family name first: "My surname is Li, Li from Liming, and my name is Luo, Luo from Luoyang, how about you?"

"Duan Mingyang."

"Which Ming?"

Duan Mingyang looked at him, his dark eyes reflected a dim warm light projected from the bar, like the rising sun emerging from the sea, dispelling the coldness between his brows.

"Dawn of dawn."

The voice is low and muffled, like a cello playing.

Li Luo's heart skipped a beat for no reason.

"...Ah, so." He was suddenly at a loss, got off the high chair, saw the backpack behind the other party, and asked without words: "Are you a college student?"

"En." Duan Mingyang replied briefly, "If there's nothing else, I'll go back first."

After speaking, he really walked towards the door, as if he didn't want to talk for a second.

Li Luo didn't know if he fell asleep or something, but for the first time, he chased after him with his hot face on his face.

Out of the bar, the night outside was dark, there were not many pedestrians on the road, and most of the shops were closed, only groups of drunk people gathered around the bar, talking and laughing loudly while smoking cigarettes. The whole area is filled with smoke and the smell is very choking.

When Li Luo chased after him, he happened to see Duan Mingyang frowning, as if he didn't like the smell of smoke.He was just about to strike up a conversation, but was grabbed by an arm that grew out from beside him. A drunk struck up a conversation in fluent English:

"Little beauty, I—"

Li Luo swung his legs across, and the drunk fell to the ground with an unsteady center of gravity. His eyes were staring from the fall, and he couldn't even get up. He fell to the ground and groaned in pain.

Duan Mingyang, who was walking in front, heard the noise and turned around. Li Luo immediately rushed over, grabbed his arm tightly, and said anxiously: "Brother, just now that man grabbed me and wanted to kiss me, luckily he was drunk I fell... I'll follow you first, it's scary here."

Duan Mingyang responded indifferently: "Didn't you come here by yourself?"

"I, I just want to open my eyes, this is my first time to be gay..." Li Luo bit his lips and turned white, "You are a good person and you will do it to the end."

Duan Mingyang stared at him for a few seconds, but finally didn't say anything, let him hold his arm, and led him to the parking lot.

"Is it okay to get here? You can drive away."

Li Luo seemed to have just remembered, and slapped his forehead: "Oh, I forgot, I drank alcohol, so I can't drive..."

"..." Duan Mingyang took out his mobile phone, "Then I'll call you a taxi."

"I live in school, the dormitory should be closed by now..."

This statement is half true, although he paid [-] for a year's accommodation fee, but he thought the school's room for two was not spacious enough, and rented a luxury single-person apartment near the school, one kilometer away from the bar.

Duan Mingyang put down his phone and looked at him expressionlessly, as if asking, "What exactly do you want?"

Li Luo covered his head and frowned: "Brother, I'm so dizzy, maybe I'm drunk... Can I stay at your place for one night, and I can pay the rent..."

"I have only one bed there."

"Then I'll sleep on the sofa—"

"There is no sofa." Duan Mingyang interrupted him, "If you are willing to sleep on the floor without cushions or quilts, then come."

Li Luo secretly ground his teeth.

Fuck, I don't believe you are so poor.

"It's okay, just have a place to stay..." He smiled softly at Duan Mingyang.

Two 10 minutes later.

Li Luo looked around the rental house of more than ten square meters, and understood a truth of life.

Rich people lack imagination.

Let alone settling down, he wants to kick Duan Mingyang, a bastard, right now. This person definitely did it on purpose.

"Are you sober?" Duan Mingyang threw his backpack on the ground and walked to the bathroom, "Except for the bed, you can sleep wherever you want."

Where the hell is there to sleep?Standing two big men feel crowded.

There was the sound of rushing water in the bathroom, which sounded like a shower, not even a bathtub.

Li Luo sat down on the bed dejectedly, and sighed deeply.

Curiosity kills.

He is a little interested in Duan Mingyang, but this interest is not enough to support him to sleep in this shabby place for a night.

Forget it, let's find a sensible little milk dog. No matter how you look at it, this person doesn't seem like the type who will be obedient and cooperate.

Li Luo scratched his hair, and decided to leave without saying goodbye. Anyway, seeing Duan Mingyang's attitude, he probably wished that he would leave as soon as possible.

He stood up and took two steps, and he was almost at the door, when he suddenly saw a piece of paper spread out on the small table in the room, glanced at it casually, and found that it was a scholarship certificate, and the name of the school on it...

It turned out to be the same school as him.

Li Luo turned around and walked to the table, picked up the certificate in disbelief, and looked at it carefully. The amount written on it was about RMB 1.

And their university tuition fee is 20 a year.

Gay, do part-time jobs make so much money?

But right now Li Luo is more concerned about another matter.

He quickly turned back, went to the bathroom, knocked on the door, and shouted inside: "Duan Mingyang! I found out that you and I are in the same university! And I'm a year older than you!"

A voice mixed with the sound of water came from inside: "Oh."

Oh shit, Li Luo had no choice but to remind him the important point: "Then you should call me brother!"

The sound of water in the bathroom suddenly stopped.

Half a minute later, the door opened.Duan Mingyang only wore a pair of loose home trousers, and water droplets still hung on his naked upper body, flowing down along the firm texture, sliding from the chest muscles to the gully between the abdominal muscles, and converging with the water droplets falling from the waistline, Then slide down...

Duan Mingyang wiped his thin waist with a towel, Li Luo felt as if he was wiping a Greek sculpture.

"I call you brother?"

Duan Mingyang put the towel on his broad shoulders, bent slightly and lowered his head, his dark eyes stared at the person in front of him through the wet hair hanging in front of his eyes, as if mocking.

"Why?"

Li Luo's Adam's apple rolled, and his face felt a little hot from the steam from his body just after taking a shower.

"I'm one level older than you, even if you don't call me senior, you should call me brother, right?"

"I hate the title 'Brother'." Duan Mingyang bypassed him and went to bed, "I'm asleep, you can do what you want."

Li Luo was unconvinced: "But I just called you 'Brother' twice, I'm at a loss, you have to make it up to me?"

"I didn't ask you to yell, you did it yourself."

"Who made you look so mature..." Li Luo muttered, and suddenly came up with an idea, jokingly said: "Then you can call me daddy."

Unexpectedly, Duan Mingyang became angry.

Anger invaded his already serious face almost instantly, his tone sank suddenly, and he said, "If you make such a joke again, get the hell out of here."

Li Luo was stunned for a moment, but when he came back to his senses, he immediately became angry.

What the hell?He has grown up so big and no one has ever dared to say the word "scroll" to him. It's just a joke. Does it need to be so ugly?

But when he was about to take off his disguise and scold back, Duan Mingyang suddenly apologized again:

"Sorry, I'm not targeting you." He pursed his thin lips, "It's just that I am disgusted with this word for personal reasons, please don't make a joke of it."

Li Luo's anger was instantly extinguished by these words.

"You...do you hate your dad too?" He suddenly felt a sympathy, "What a coincidence, I do too. I'm not trying to get close to you, I'm serious, I went to the bar today because of my dad."

Duan Mingyang asked: "Why?"

"Because..." Li Luo turned his head and omitted what he couldn't say, "Because he left my mother angry, and I ran out to drink because I was angry with him. What about you? Are you so disgusted?"

Duan Mingyang was silent for a while, and said in a deep voice: "He lied to my mother's feelings and abandoned us for many years, but now he wants to take me back. My mother agrees, but I don't."

It was rare for Li Luo to show sympathy: "You are worse than me, don't go back with him, if you have any difficulties, come to me, I will help you."

"You?" Duan Mingyang's eyes showed obvious suspicion, "We met for the first time today, why do you help me?"

"Meeting is fate." Li Luo smiled innocently and sat on the edge of the bed, "Besides, we have encountered such similar situations, so we should help each other."

"I don't need sympathy." Duan Mingyang remained unmoved, covered the quilt and lay down, "I still have class tomorrow morning, so I'll go to bed first, if you think the floor is hard, go to the bathroom and get a towel to cover it."

Li Luo: "..."

Fuck, it's rare to show your true feelings and feed the dogs.

But after this episode, he didn't bother to leave.Duan Mingyang is worse than him in terms of family history and financial situation. Such a poor person can sleep peacefully in this dilapidated room, but he, Young Master Li, is as strong as he is, and he must not give up easily.

Li Luo pulled himself together and searched around the room, wanting to see if there was anything else that could be used as a cushion or quilt.

Unfortunately, as far as the eye can see, there is nothing.

He couldn't rummage through other people's cabinets, and he didn't want to lie on the cold and hard floor, so he had to move a hard plastic chair to the wall, planning to lean against the wall on the small table to make do for the night.

Before turning off the lights, he specifically asked, "Can I turn off the lights?"

Duan Mingyang didn't reply to him, he seemed to have fallen asleep.

Li Luo had no choice but to turn off the light with a snap. He groped for the edge of the chair while holding onto the table and sat down.

He couldn't sleep soundly in this position. He slept for a while and woke up for a while, and adjusted his posture over and over again, but it was uncomfortable to put his long legs in the cramped corner, and he didn't know how long he had been asleep in a daze.

When I was in a light sleep, I suddenly felt light in my body, as if being hugged by someone. Immediately afterwards, my back leaned against the not-so-soft hard bed, and the rough quilt covered my neck, with a reassuring body temperature.

Li Luo was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, he didn't have the brainpower to think about what was going on, he subconsciously arched towards the heat source, until he touched a seemingly warm and solid wall, and then fell asleep contentedly.

Many years later, whenever he thinks back to this night, he always feels that Duan Mingyang's actions at that time should have a trace of sincerity.

It's a pity that their encounter was not a fate, as he said, but a disaster.