After time travel

The Grevy Bar is a diary filled with all Wangshu's rebellions.

He became one of the shareholders of this bar when he was 15 years old. Although he only owned [-]% of the shares, and the annual dividends are very small, Wang Shu regards this place as a base for him to make trouble. Those who want to come here to play, in Greiwei, Wang Shu drank, smoked, fought, molested girls, and used to be a chivalrous man who drew his sword to help.

Now, standing at the door of this bar, listening to the deafening music inside, Wang Shu's heart is extremely peaceful.

Somewhat like a dream.

When he woke up from the dream, he was still lying on the warm kang.

Wang Shu took a deep breath and strode in.

In the booth where they often sit, there are not only Li Qingying who asked her to come, but also Qin Lang, and a few wine and meat friends who always hang out together, "Qin Lang, aren't you out of town?"

Qin Lang is about the same age as Wang Shu, but looks a few years older than Wang Shu. He frowned and looked at Wang Shu with displeasure, "What's the matter with you, you don't answer your calls or send WeChat messages?"

Wang Shu smiled, his eyes were clear and innocent, "I have no other choice."

He didn't explain the reason, and let Qin Lang figure it out by himself. Sure enough, Qin Lang thought that it was Lin Hong who prevented Wang Shu from interacting with the Qin family. After drinking a sip of wine, he stopped mentioning it.

"Hey~Wang Shu, your health is better, you are also amazing, you can still be knocked into a coma for three months while playing with your mobile phone."

It was such a big deal that almost became a vegetative person paralyzed in bed for a lifetime, but it was just a joke in the mouths of Wang Shu and his friends, and Wang Shu didn't care. When he interacted with these people, he already knew what kind of friendship they were. "Don't mention it, I've been terrified of looking at my phone recently."

Li Qingying stretched his hands behind him familiarly, and leaned on him, "Wang Shu, why are you so thin, your waist is thinner than mine, eat more."

Qin Lang also leaned over to touch Wang Shu's waist, "It's really thin."

Li Qingying's arms were not long, and his hands were resting on his back. Qin Lang was different. He hugged Wang Shu directly, and pressed his fingers on his ribs. Wang Shu couldn't touch it. He laughed and pushed Qin Lang, "Get lost." Open! Itchy."

Wang Shu's smile is particularly beautiful, with crooked eyes, teeth without gums, sweet to the heart, Li Qingying, a little literary artist, once wrote about him in his diary when he fell in love with him.

Wang Shu smiled, the wind is softer than before, the sky is bluer than before, the sun is warmer than before, I like him more than before.

"Okay, stop making trouble." Wang Shu really couldn't bear it, the more he thought about the itching, the more uncomfortable he felt, he kicked Qin Lang's knee with the sole of his shoe, and kicked him away gently.

This level is enough for Qin Lang to refrain from his jokes. He sat up straight, smiled and said to others, "Wang Shu is really itchy all over, and he can't touch it anywhere."

In this atmosphere, several friends laughed. Qin Lang tilted his head and looked at Wang Shu, who was leaning on the sofa with pink eyes and panting for water waves. His mouth was dry and hot. He drank a glass of wine and asked Wang Shu Shu, "Why did you say you won't go to school?"

Wang Shu adjusted his breathing, and gradually returned to his lazy appearance, "I don't want to go, why not, I'm not like you, I'm in charge at home."

"Wang Shu, you still have to go to school. Otherwise, what will you do in the future?" Li Qingying was very surprised that Wang Shu would say such a thing as dropping out of school. In her eyes, Wang Shu was different from those dudes. Also know what to do.

"I have a sense of proportion." Wang Shu said, looking at Qin Lang, "Uncle, how are you doing recently?"

"same as usual."

The uncle Wang Shu mentioned was the current ruler of the Qin family, Qin Lang's father, Qin Junyue.

Qin Junyue and his younger brother Qin Junzhong have completely different personalities. Qin Junyue has not been close to women since the death of Qin Lang's mother. He is decent and old-fashioned, but he is quite kind to Wang Shu. Qin Junyue was his uncle, and life was so easy. Unfortunately, unless Qin Junyue was the only one who died in the Qin family, there would be a 50.00% chance that the fantasy would come true, and that 50.00% would be even more impossible.

Several young men in their [-]s and [-]s drank some wine, became restless, and went off to dance one after another. Only Wang Shu and Li Qingying were left in the booth.

Li Qingying glanced at Qin Lang and his group, and said to Wang Shu, "Stay away from Qin Lang in the future."

Wang Shu didn't understand for a moment, "Why?"

Did something happen to the Qin family that he didn't know about?

"Tsk, aren't you smart? You don't know anything about Qin Lang?"

Wang Shu slapped her on the forehead, "Don't hang on to me, it's boring."

Li Qingying grinned, moved closer to Wang Shu, and whispered a few words into his ear.

Wang Shu's eyes opened wider and wider, and when Li Qingying finished speaking, he immediately retorted, "This is impossible!"

How could Qin Lang like men!He is a straight man without the slightest curvature!Wang Shu is very clear!

"How is it impossible? Last month I saw him singing with Chen Yu and the others with his arms around a flirty man. Don't you believe me?"

Wang Shuxin said to her, "You...then, that's because I've been in a coma for the past three months?"

"Wang Shu, are you stupid? Sure enough, it is very wise for me to break up with you. He had this sign more than a year ago. We all saw it. You are really a straight man of steel."

Wang Shu is not a straight man, he has known that he is bisexual since he entered puberty, but Qin Lang...

Didn't Qin Lang feel disgusted when he mentioned homosexuality?

Yes, that's right.

Looking at Shu with a confused look on his face, Li Qingying sighed, "Speaking of which, it seems that it started when you were...uh...."

Wang Shu blinked, "Huh?"

Li Qingying's eyes changed when he saw him, "What's the situation with you? It was the summer before last, when we went home in the middle of the night, and what happened at the gate of Gleiwei, let me tell you, Qin Lang has been a little abnormal since then, I thought you knew , hey, you really..."

Wang Shu didn't hear her words clearly, and desperately searched for the memories of the summer before last in his mind.

Can't remember... I really don't have the slightest impression.

Not right.

Wang Shu wanted to ask about the specific situation, but Li Qingying looked carefree and thoughtful. He was afraid of showing his feet, so he didn't dare to ask her, so he laughed, "I can't remember, whatever, anyway, my aunt also asked me to leave." Qin Lang stay away, well, I'm going to the bathroom."

"Well, you go."

Wang Shu got up, walked down the stairs slowly, found Chen Yu on the edge of the dance floor, and bumped into him with erratic footsteps.

"I hate your mother, you're blind... Uh, Wang Shu, what's wrong with you?"

Wang Shu waved his hand and covered his mouth.

"Fuck, you don't want to vomit, you go, hurry up."

Chen Yu dragged Wang Shu into the bathroom, and shoved him into the toilet cubicle with a look of disgust, "You didn't drink much, why are you so virtuous."

Wang Shu retched for a while, then leaned against the wall weakly, "No, I haven't drank for three months, I can't bear it."

"That's right, how about I ask the driver to take you back later?"

A trace of doubt flashed in Wang Shu's eyes, and he walked to the sink, lowered his head to wash his hands, "No, I'll just go back by myself, the incident of the year before last is enough once."

Chen Yu took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit one, and took a big puff, "Fuck, I get angry when you mention it, I don't know how much courage Liang Jingru gave to that dead gay guy, so many of us dare to go up Chong, I still hug and kiss you."

Recalling that scene, Chen Yu, the real straight man of steel, couldn't help but shudder.

Wang Shu clenched his fists, saw his expression in the mirror, hesitated before saying, "I don't care what you are excited about, anyway, he is not eating good fruit."

"That's true, but the dead gay is really fucking resistant to beating, you slapped him on the head with such a thick wine bottle, the five of us beat him in a circle, he was covered in blood, and he just stood up and ran away... ...Fuck it, my mom will call me." Chen Yu took the phone and went into the toilet.

Wang Shu stared at his pale self in the mirror, couldn't help feeling cold all over, and got goosebumps all over his body.

He, is he awake?Or is it dead?Or to a parallel time and space?

Trembling, Wang Shu took out the phone from his pocket and clicked on the search engine.

Aunt Liu's house.

There are some problems with the network, and it takes a while for the search results to appear.

Auntie Liu’s is a new brand of Chinese catering chain enterprises. It was founded in Beijing in 2012 by Liu Juan, the founder of Auntie Liu’s. In just five years, Auntie Liu’s restaurant chain has grown to two major regions in North and Northeast China, covering 50 countries across the country. There are more than 400 chain stores in many cities and more than 5000 employees...

Wang Shu stared blankly at his mobile phone, feeling a little overwhelmed.

So, he really ate the braised pork from Aunt Liu's house with Lin Hong, is his current body not the same as before?This world is not the world he knows?

"I see! Why are you so inked? Hang up!"

Chen Yu kicked open the door of the bathroom. It was obvious that the communication with his mother was not very pleasant. He looked at Wang Shu and said, "I really envy you, no one cares."

Wang Shu grinned and smiled.

He knew that Chen Yu was just saying it casually, but sometimes it was equated with pampering, "I have a headache and nausea, so I'll go back first, you and Qin Lang and the others have a word."

Wang Shu was going to go through the back door of Greiwei, but met the little waiter who took out the garbage at the door, "Mr. Shu, go home."

"En." Wang Shu took two steps, turned around and said to him, "Don't call me Mr. Shu."

"Ah?" The little waiter stood there in a daze.

When Wang Shu was fifteen or sixteen, he felt that it would be better for others to call him Mr. Shu, but now it sounds weird.

But this familiar Mr. Shu's voice made Wang Shu feel more at ease.

Parallel time and space are parallel time and space, how much deviation can there be between the inside of the mirror and the outside of the mirror.