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Ye Zhaoran went out and drove to Huamanlou.

Before he entered the private room, his face was still a bit hostile. After two or three years, he didn't want to go to Lu Zhian, but he still remembered that this person said before going abroad, "It's easy to get together and get away, don't come I understand. I'm going, goodbye."

He said goodbye to Ye Zhaoran decently, but Ye Zhaoran didn't return him.His eyes were full of indifference.

He wanted to ask to stay, but he didn't allow himself to abuse himself.

He watched Lu Zhian leave, the same as when he first met him, the same personable, the same self-proclaimed sobriety.

Ye Zhaoran played with the lighter, stood at the door for a while, and then pushed the door open.

The private room was a lively scene, most of the acquaintances, from the east city and the west courtyard, were all there, welcoming Lu Zhian.

Ye Zhaoran had a proper smile on his face, just like Lieyan usually, with a pair of peach blossom eyes like a fox, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

Watching him come in, the friends who knew him well inside had already stood up, beckoning Ye Zhaoran to go over.

Lu Zhian turned around and smiled at him, still the same as before, gentle and gentle as a gentleman, but now Ye Zhaoran found it ironic.

Lu Zhijian pretended not to see the sarcasm hidden in his eyes, he was still silently looking at Ye Zhaoran.

To say that Ye Zhaoran has grown up, he has indeed grown up, unlike the 16-year-old him now, he used to play like crazy, speak straight and straight, with emotions all written on his face.

Now he has changed a bit, but he doesn't hide it well enough, but he is still a child after all, Lu Zhian is three years older than him, and his personality is also different, he can tell what Ye Zhaoran is thinking at a glance.

For example, he is facing himself now, with a little love and hatred.

Seeing this emotion, Lu Zhian finally heaved a sigh of relief. He was afraid that he would come back late, and time would smooth everything out.I'm afraid that when Ye Zhaoran faces him, there will be nothing left in his eyes.

But he felt a little regretful, Ye Zhaoran looked into his eyes, and could hardly see liking.

He hoped it was an illusion, and his return was to persuade him to stay, and it was also a restart of the plan.

Lu Zhian smiled impeccably, and asked in a friendly manner, "How have you been these few years? Obviously."

Ye Zhaoran followed his Tai Chi routine, and smiled lazily: "It's pretty good, there's no shortage of people, and you're having fun."

Ye Zhaoran didn't pick up his chopsticks when he went to the dinner table, his eyes were cold, occasionally falling on Lu Zhian.

Lu Zhian didn't care, he hoped that Ye Zhaoran would treat him emotionally.

No matter what kind of emotion in the world, even strong hatred will create a connection between two people, and if there is a connection, there will be entanglement.

He just wanted to pester him, and he was very happy.

Lu Zhian heard the implication from Ye Zhaoran's words. Ye Zhaoran was telling him that there was no shortage of people around him, and it was his business that he left.

But the more Ye Zhaoran talked like this, the happier Lu Zhian became.He was smiling, chatting and eating with the people around him, Ye Zhaoran looked at his kind-hearted appearance and thought of the past, he was also attracted by this kind of him.

Ye Zhaoran sneered, he was about to leave the dining table and go to the window to smoke a cigarette, but the son of the Zheng family came up to him for a drink without looking clearly.

Ye Zhaoran became emotional again, he pushed away the wine glass, crossed his arms, and looked at Mr. Zheng's family coldly, the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Lu Zhian saw what happened here from the corner of his eye, he raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, Ye Zhaoran was still like that, pretending for a while would reveal his secrets, he was just a child, he had to be coaxed when he was not happy, and he had to go along with it when he was happy.

He walked over here, with steady steps, and stood in front of Ye Zhaoran, barely blocking the wine glass of Mr. Zheng's family. He stretched out his slender hand to grab the wine glass that Ye Zhaoran pushed aside, and accompanied him politely. With a smile: "Mr. Zheng should ask me for a drink today. It is obvious that he is not feeling well today. I will drink with you."

Mr. Zheng walked down the steps. Everyone was a smart person, and they talked about it under the guise. No one knew if they were sincere or not.

Ye Zhaoran watched Lu Zhian calmly drink the wine in one gulp, without making a sound.Standing aside, smoking a cigarette.

It's like a stone is blocked in his heart now, and he can't move.

He still resented Lu Zhian back then. He didn't know what Lu Zhian was thinking when he came back, but he really liked this person back then.

There are more and more people around Lu Zhian, and today was supposed to clean up the dust for him.Everyone jokingly asks Lu Zhian to talk about his love affair abroad, and drinks if he doesn't talk about it.

Lu Zhian also didn't answer those eighteen forbidden questions asked by others, men chatting together, getting excited can't do without sex and love.

But he only cared about drinking and refused to come.

This group of young masters looked at Lu Zhian's cup after cup and did not refuse, they all surrounded him without moving their chopsticks, chatting about his affairs after going abroad.

Ye Zhaoran sat beside him all the time, without looking at him at all, he smoked silently.

He didn't even notice Shazel came next to him.

"What are you doing here?" Shazel jumped onto the sofa and drank a bottle of wine beside him, "Why don't you drink?"

Ye Zhaoran didn't want to pay attention to him, he smoked a lot of cigarettes, his throat was a little uncomfortable, but he lit another one and stuck it between his fingers.

On Lu Zhian's side, someone asked, "Did Young Master Lu find no one in the past few years?" The voice was teasing, which made people think.

Lu Zhian took the wine, he seemed to have drunk too much.His eyes seemed to glance towards Ye Zhaoran, and he smiled lightly, "No."

He drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, gripped the glass tightly with his fingers, and his voice was not too loud, Ye Zhaoran could just hear what he was saying, "I, I only liked one person."

The young masters at the dinner table were obviously overwhelmed when they heard this answer, and some people booed obviously in disbelief, and the people around them were still handing him wine, cheering: "Come, come, let's all pay respects to our kindness!" Saint, welcome him back home."

When Lu Zhian was about to take the cup again, he was held down by the other hand that stretched out.

He raised his head and met Ye Zhaoran's complicated eyes.

Lu Zhian turned his head and smiled, as if acting coquettishly towards his lover, he muttered: "You're here."

Ye Zhaoran used some strength to snatch the cup over, and said in a low voice, unable to detect emotion, "I'll help him drink."

Xia Zeer looked at Ye Zhaoran, who was attacked by the diverted target, and felt a little bit in his heart, it was over.

Ye Zhaoran didn't look at people, just picked up the cup handed to him and drank it.He was smiling, but his smile was ironic. He couldn't hear what the people around him were saying, and he didn't want to answer.

Lu Zhian lay down on the table when he was free, propping his head up to watch Ye Zhaoran drinking silently in front of him, I don't know how many rounds he drank, these people played and got down, there was no one left at the dinner table, he was obviously drunk Ye Zhaoran went to the sofa.

Xia Zeer didn't drink much tonight, he and Lu Zhian also knew each other.Helping him arrange the next match for the people who came to meet the wind, send them away, and prepare to come and take Ye Zhaoran away.

However, Lu Zhian squatted in front of the sofa, looked at Ye Zhaoran with his eyes closed, and there was some pleading in his voice, without looking at Xia Zeer behind him, he said, "Let me say a few words to him, okay?"

Xia Zeer was taken aback for a moment, and retracted the hand that was about to reach out to help Ye Zhaoran get up, and retreated silently.

Lu Zhian knew that Ye Zhaoran was not asleep, but he looked tired and unhappy.

He moved a little closer, looked greedily at Ye Zhaoran's face, and breathed in the familiar aura from the other person.

After more than two years, he finally came back to... Ye Zhaoran's side.

At that time, he was too rational and treated Ye Zhaoran like a child.Ye Zhaoran was relentless, and Lu Zhian had to obey him in every little matter.As time passed, Lu Zhian's rationality told him that he was tired, so he decided to break up.

The two were too serious when they talked about their relationship, but they were too emotional when they broke up.He underestimated his liking for Ye Zhaoran, he knew that although Ye Zhaoran played too much, but he also knew that Ye Zhaoran really liked him, so he went abroad with peace of mind, but after hearing the news about this person for the past two years, He was getting more and more uneasy.

He decided to come back when he was 20 years old, he firmly believed that Ye Zhaoran still liked him.

But he forgot that Ye Zhaoran is such a proud person, he won't bow his head for anyone, and won't keep him for anyone.

Lu Zhian couldn't help it, he leaned forward and kissed Ye Zhaoran's lips.Quietly stuffed a gift into Ye Zhaoran's pocket, it was a 20-year-old gift from him.

It was a platinum ring with Lu Zhian's initials printed on it.

And Ye Zhaoran's name was on his wrist.

Ye Zhaoran was a little unconscious, he opened his eyes after a while, only to see that the person in front of him was Lu Zhian.

He frowned and looked at Lu Zhian, not knowing where he was.Lu Zhian was about to muster up the courage to tell him about getting back together, but Ye Zhaoran suddenly asked, "Where is Xia Zeer?"

His head is twitching now, and the pain is severe.Standing by the window tonight, smoking too much and drinking so much, he wanted to go back and lean on Xie Yufei.

Lu Zhian's soft eyes just now became complicated.

Ye Zhaoran ignored him, and picked up the phone to call Xia Zeer.Chazelle stood outside the door, walked in with a phone in hand. "What are you calling?"

Ye Zhaoran watched Xia Zeer walk over, he felt a little uncomfortable.His voice was also a little hoarse, he didn't know whether it was from the cigarettes or the alcohol, he said calmly, "Take me back."

Xia Zeer came over with a murmur, helped Ye Zhaoran up, and walked out.Ye Zhaoran didn't say goodbye to Lu Zhian, and just passed by.

Lu Zhian's sanity collapsed, he turned his head, looked at Ye Zhaoran's back, and shouted: "Zhaoran!"

Ye Zhaoran stopped, but he didn't look back.

Just like when Lu Zhian left two years ago, he didn't look back and didn't try to keep him.

But if he turns around now, he can see Lu Zhian's tense and painful expression. He has always said that he is too cold and rational.But he had never seen such Lu Zhian, Lu Zhian who was afraid of losing.

Lu Zhian looked at his back with unbearable pain and deep attachment in his eyes, his lips trembled, and his voice trembled as he asked, "Are you still waiting for me?"

Ye Zhaoran's head hurts violently, he wanted to say no, you think too much.But his throat was so uncomfortable, he finally waved his hand and walked away without saying a word.

It took Xia Zeer a lot of effort to get Ye Zhaoran into the taxi, and it was almost midnight by this time.

Xia Zeer looked at Ye Zhaoran who was sleeping soundly in the car, tsk, he was tired of watching the scene where the lovers met each other and they were jealous for most of the night.

But he was still worried about Ye Zhaoran, he smoked so much tonight and was given so much alcohol, he was a little worried that Ye Zhaoran would not be able to hold on.

But the man reported Xie Yufei's cell phone number before getting into the car and fell asleep.He couldn't do anything, he called Xie Yufei to wait downstairs when he was about to reach the apartment, but he didn't have the strength to carry Ye Zhaoran upstairs anymore.

Until the taxi stopped in front of Ye Zhaoran's apartment, Xia Zeer saw Yu Fei waiting at the intersection from a distance, so he yelled at him.Xie Yufei ran over in a hurry, took Ye Zhaoran's arm, and the two helped Ye Zhaoran up.Seeing Xia Zeer's exhausted appearance, Xie Yufei poured him a glass of water, and Xie Yufei went in to take care of Ye Zhaoran.Standing on the round table in the dining room, Xia Zeer looked at Ye Zhaoran's apartment, and sighed while drinking water, the two of them really look like they have a home.

Xie Yufei helped Ye Zhaoran to bed, Xia Zeer stood in the living room after drinking the water and took a look at Xie Yufei's heart on Ye Zhaoran, thinking that she didn't need her anymore, so she said goodbye and left.

Xie Yufei took off his clothes and wiped his body.Ye Zhaoran looked really uncomfortable, usually he should have woken up, but at this time he closed his eyes, as if he was having a nightmare, and was still muttering.

In the dream, he returned to the year when he was 16 years old and was with Lu Zhian.

When Xie Yufei came to wipe his face with a hot towel, Ye Zhaoran woke up vaguely, with his eyes half-opened, unable to see any emotion.

Ye Zhaoran didn't know who the person in front of him was, his mind went back to the time when Lu Zhian said to break up, as if he was still in that scene.

At that time, he was still young, he was the extremely proud young master of the Ye family, and his joy, anger, sorrow and joy were followed by others.

With a little effort, he raised his fingers and held Jie Yufei's hand that was gently wiping his cheek.

Ye Zhaoran turned his head away and leaned against Xie Yufei's hand, he was really drunk tonight, all he could think about was 16 years old.

Xie Yufei listened to him whispering something, and he leaned over to listen, but before he could pull out his hand, the two maintained a cuddling appearance, looking very close.

However, what Ye Zhaoran said in the next second made Xie Yufei feel as if he was in an ice cellar, his whole body was terribly cold.

Xie Yufei didn't know who he was calling, but Ye Zhaoran's tone was too pitiful, full of grievances.

He listened to it several times with uncertainty, Xie Yufei's face was ashen.

It wasn't him that Ye Zhaoran kept yelling, but the word An'an.