say you like me

Wen Jin saw Yu Yang again, half a month later, not in any serious place, but in the alley where the garbage was put outside the back door of "Golden Splendor".

"Brother Yang...wrong...wrong...ah!"

The man curled up on the ground had his five sense organs covered in blood. He didn't know whether his throat had been hurt or his teeth had been knocked out. As he begged for mercy insanely, his mouth kept spitting blood.

But the person holding him didn't let go, he picked him up from the ground and pressed him against the wall, rubbing his face against the rough wall, leaving almost a meter of blood marks on the wall.

The screams were endless.

Even Zhao Fan couldn't help turning his head away when he saw the bloody scene.This time, it is estimated that the nose is worn out.

Young masters seldom do it themselves, and today they really lost their temper.

The man fell to the ground again, convulsed with pain, twitching like a rag.

"Young Master Yang...you...you spare my life...my wife pays for the surgery..."

Yu Yang bowed his head and picked the knuckles one by one, without expression, and ignored the man's plea, and put the bloody knuckles into the white handkerchief Zhao Fan handed over.

"Old rules." He whispered.

Zhao Fan also didn't see his usual foolishness, nodded with a grim expression, turned around and said something to the people around him.

Yu Shishan and Hong Jiang have done everything these years, and dare not say how clean their things are.But there is only one thing, it is Yu Shishan's big taboo, no one can touch it, and don't mention this business with him.

This man is quick in handling things, in Shi Shan's eyes, he has been with them for almost a year.But some time ago, Zhao Fan suspected that this person had a relationship with Wang Yanming, so Yu Yang asked him to stay with him for a while, but today he happened to catch him for "delivery" and he was in the shop.

Yu Yang coldly glanced into the corner again, wiped his hands casually with a handkerchief, turned and walked back.As soon as he looked up, he saw Wen Jin who was also looking at him standing beside the trash can by the side door not far away.

He might have come out to get some air, but after standing there for an unknown amount of time, the cigarette in his hand was all extinguished.

The two had just looked at each other for about two seconds, when a shrill howl suddenly sounded from behind Yu Yang.

The man only yelled and then fell silent. Maybe he passed out, maybe he was dead... The main alley fell into a terrible silence.

Wen Jin hesitantly turned his head to look behind Yu Yang, but his eyes were suddenly covered by a hand.

Yu Yang walked up to him with strides, put one hand on his shoulder, and covered his eyes with the other, with a considerate tone like a lover:

"Don't look."

He half hugged and half pushed him back to the door before releasing him.This side door leads to the "golden and magnificent" kitchen, and they are standing at the door of the noisy kitchen at this moment.

With his right hand in his black trousers pocket, Yu Yang looked at Wen Jin gently as always, with a smile on his lips, "Why did you come out?"

Wen Jin didn't speak, the cigarette between his fingers fell to the ground at some point, Yu Yang glanced down, stretched out his left hand, and accurately took out the cigarette case from Wen Jin's trouser pocket, then with his left hand, his index finger went into the cigarette case , After pulling out half of a cigarette, he held up the cigarette case and handed the cigarette to Wen Jin's mouth.

Wen Jin didn't answer, looked up at him, and then abruptly pulled out his right hand that was in his trouser pocket.

Except for the place where he wore the knuckles before, the dried blood stained the whole hand, and even the cuffs of the white shirt were dirty.

The smile on Yu Yang's face was a little stiff, and he instinctively wanted to withdraw his hand, but Wen Jin grabbed it hard.The hand was exposed to the air, and he could almost smell the sickening iron smell.

"I thought your hand was for drawing." Wen Jin held his blood-stained right hand for a while and said calmly.

Yu Yang withdrew his hand, "Drawing too."

Wen Jin glanced at him again, took his cigarette case from his hand and put it back in his pocket, turned and left.

Yu Yang stood there without moving, watching him take two steps forward and then stop.

"Microwave, thank you." Wen Jin said.

"Remember to eat hot food." Yu Yang smiled with a pale face.

After Wen Jin left, Yu Yang went to the bathroom and washed his hands carefully, using almost half a can of hand sanitizer.Then I threw up on the sink for a long time.

He was still not used to seeing blood, and he always felt that he could smell the rust in the blood, making him unstoppably sick.

He washed his face with water, and suddenly someone beside him handed him a piece of paper.

"Thank you." Yu Yang took the tissue and wiped his face.

Zhao Fan stood beside him and patted his back, "I googled it the other day, you're dizzy..."

Yu Yang gently pushed his hand away, straightened up and took a deep breath, suppressing the throbbing of his throat.

"Where are you, Brother Wen?" He vomited too hard just now, and now his eyes are red.

"It's in the store." Zhao Fan said.

Yu Yang looked at him and said nothing, Zhao Fan thought for a while and said: "...Brother Wen is drinking with someone..."

Wen Jin and Liu Ziqi's small bar was full of people, because it was connected to the second largest nightclub in the capital.

It’s almost midnight, the DJ on the magnificent dance floor is heating up the atmosphere, the electronic music is getting louder and louder, men and women on the dance floor are spraying beer and champagne on each other, strippers in sequins are slowly descending from the elevator on the top of the dance floor, the crowd The boil was at its peak again.

Outside the dance floor, in booths, and in front of the bar, there are people everywhere.

The sound of the music was deafening, Yu Yang strenuously passed through the crowd, and finally walked in front of Wen Jin.

And Wen Jin didn't see him, because he was hugging the slender, long-legged big curly curly in his arms and kissing wantonly.

The noisy scene around him was like a lively movie that was suddenly muted.

Yu Yang stood on the spot, looking at the two people who were entangled with each other with a blank or calm expression.Looking at Wen Jin's hands walking on the legs of "Big Wave", looking at Wen Jin's graceful jawline, watching "Big Wave"'s wig fall off under the action, revealing the boy's cut head.

But Wen Jin didn't care, when the two lips parted, he looked at the other's face and said something with a smile, then reached out and roughly pressed the other's "cut" in front of him, and continued to seal his lips.

The expression was an evil charm that Yu Yang had never seen before.

It was only then that Yu Yang suddenly realized that he couldn't help laughing—it turned out that he had been wary of the wrong person all along.

How did you forget it?He liked men from the very beginning.

It wasn't until the people on the dance floor changed, Liu Ziqi brought a few friends back to rest, and Wen Jin and "Big Wave" had long since separated, that Yu Yang came back to his senses.

Maybe because of Yu Yang's unkind expression, several people looked at him suspiciously and cautiously, but no one dared to speak.

It was Wen Jin who let go of the person in his arms and stood up, "Let me introduce to you, this is Brother Yang, the young owner of 'Golden and Brilliant', and Lao Liu and I are also invested by Brother Yang..."

Wen Jin walked up to him as he spoke, and was about to reach out to hug his shoulder, but he turned sideways and dodged it.

Everyone's smiles that hadn't fully unfolded froze on their faces, Wen Jin was also stunned, and the atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point.

"...Don't fucking touch me." Yu Yang said hoarsely.

Wen Jin looked at him, suddenly thought of something, and immediately understood Yu Yang's reaction, his eyes gradually lost warmth.

He withdrew his hand that was frozen in mid-air, and smiled at the others, "Oh, forget about the homophobia of foreign brothers, homosexuals like us are the most disgusting."

The boy who just kissed Wen Jin in women's clothes seemed to be quite understanding. He covered his mouth and smiled delicately, observing the expressions of the other people while smiling, "This... so, it's actually understandable... After all, we people are a minority..."

Before he finished speaking, Yu Yang had already turned around and left, and when he left, he brought down a row of empty wine bottles in a rage, and smashed them to the ground.

Pauline covered her mouth in fright.

Seeing that Wen Jin was still standing there and didn't respond, Liu Ziqi had no choice but to smooth things over, "Brother Yang probably drank too much today, and he couldn't walk steadily..."

Bao Lin'er was tearing up, looking at Wen Jin with a blank look, still holding a ridiculous big wavy wig in his hand.And Wen Jin kept looking at the direction the man was leaving.

Yu Yang came home drunk at dawn, and met Yu Shishan who was also drunk.

The father and son were very happy and decided to have another drink!After opening a bottle of red wine, no one spoke.

Yu Yang didn't know if Yu Shishan was drunk or not, but he knew that he was not.He didn't want to drink anymore, he just sat here and wanted someone to be with him for a while.

Yu Shishan probably wasn't drunk either, he was considered a good drinker among northern men.At this moment, he was staring at the glass with long eyes, and there was still an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was recalling something good

It wasn't until a white light appeared in the sky and the alarm clock at home rang once that Yu Yang spoke slowly:

"...Dad, do you have that kind of good friend?"

"Nonsense, of course."

"It's not like Uncle Hong," Yu Yang paused, "It's the kind..."

Which is it?He thought for a long time but couldn't come up with an answer, so he had to change the question again.

"What should the friendship between men be like?"

This time Yu Shishan laughed, he took out his pocket, took out a cigarette, lit it with that old rusty lighter, took a deep breath, squinted his eyes and said in a low voice:

"Friendship between men... it's the kind that you drink a cup of hot wine when you're down, and you have to pay back with your life..."

Yu Yang was stunned, he didn't expect Yu Shishan's elementary school diploma to be able to speak such beautiful words.

In fact, this is just the words in a passionate adventure novel that Yu Shishan read recently.

This book was recommended to him by Hong Jiang. At first, he thought it was written by a person with a bit of literary talent and full of nonsense to coax children. After all, he didn't have so much blood and dreams when he was old.But when he saw a supporting character in the book say this, he still couldn't help but secretly scolded the unscrupulous author—a bastard who actually made the old man cry.

Yu Yang stared at him blankly, as if chewing what he just said.

But Yu Shishan shook his head again, "But it's not worth it..."

"Why?" Yu Yang asked reflexively.

Yu Shishan laughed loudly, "Because God has no eyes! He has hired the wrong person..."

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