dust with light

Li Jian didn't know what happened to him, but he lost his mind, and directly called the people from the unlocking company, and forcibly pried open the door of Zhuo Yuchen's small broken house.

He licked his lips amidst the screaming and cursing of the old woman next door, suddenly feeling a little nervous.

Walking into that cramped hut, even though it was old and simple, the clean and tidy furniture made Li Jian's heart tighten. He didn't know what he was thinking, but just blindly searched in Zhuo Yuchen's house.

In the end, he finally found a small photo frame.

He really loves himself.

Li Jian couldn't help thinking, when he thought of Zhuo Yuchen hugging his photo when he was dying of illness, carefully curled up on the narrow sofa, weeping, and calling his name shyly, he felt a pang in his heart. Take a pump.

It was as if someone was hitting his heart with a hammer. It didn't hurt very much, but it made the whole heart tremble.

Maybe the feeling of being alone made him finally think of Zhuo Yuchen who was rejected by him, Li Jian thought to himself, after finding Zhuo Yuchen and admitting his mistake, that person will definitely come to him eagerly again.

At that time, with Zhuo Yuchen's help, his small security company will definitely be able to make a comeback.

For Zhao Xiaodao who never changed after repeated admonitions, Li Jian was completely disappointed.

The love is over, since those old comrades don't miss the old love, it seems meaningless for him to read it again.

He thought that Zheng Yan's retaliation should all be aimed at Zhao Xiaodao, and now that Zhao Xiaodao has been forced to leave, Zheng Yan should also calm down.

It would be great if Zhuo Yuchen was a woman.

Li Jian remembered the emotion of the old woman again, and he also felt that it would be fine if the other party was a woman.Zhuo Yuchen was born to be good-looking, if he were to be a daughter, he must be a beautiful woman, he is a straight man, he only likes women, if Zhuo Yuchen is a woman, he thinks, he can completely treat Zhuo Yuchen who is like a good wife Marry with Chen and go home, respect each other as guests, sweet and sweet.

But why is he a man?

"Do you want him to go to Thailand?"

Li Jian suddenly thought of it.

If Zhuo Yuchen were a woman...

An almost relieved smile suddenly appeared on his face. He is a gentleman and has always been polite to women.Such a fragile, such a poor girl, he will definitely cherish it carefully, instead of speaking harshly to Zhuo and Chen like now, if the other party is not for his company's benefit, he would have looked at him with that kind of admiration. Zhuo Yuchen was beaten until his head was bleeding.

Li Jian turned over the photo frame he was carrying.

In the photo is a young and handsome boy, the pixels are not clear, it seems to be a sneak shot with an old low-end mobile phone.

The boy looked a lot like him.

But not him.

The smile on Li Jian's face disappeared immediately, and his blood was gone.

***

Clear skies.

Holding a textbook in his arms, Zhuo Yuchen yawned lazily. The sunlight poured down on his body, making him feel a little warm.

This is the playground of the high school, but it is the afternoon, which is a rare leisure time for the students.People came and went on the playground, but no one paid much attention to him sitting by the flower bed, as if he was forgotten by the world.

However, Zhuo Yuchen quite liked this feeling.

"Hey, you nerd actually ran outside to bask in the sun, the sun really came out from the west."

Suddenly, someone came over and stood in front of him.

The man was tall and tall, covering the sky and covering the sun, and unexpectedly covered the abundant sunlight completely.Zhuo Yuchen looked up nervously, and met a pair of smiling eyes.

The other party was only wearing a black vest, showing his powerful arms, and his body was still stained with a little sweat.The boy in the developmental period was slender but not weak. The pectoral muscles in front of his chest were not thick, but thin, but extremely powerful. He looked youthful and fit.

He leaned down and moved closer to Zhuo Yuchen, staring at him with some complacency.

There was still a slight smell of sweat on the other party's body, mixed with the exuberant hormones secreted by adolescents, which more or less made Zhuo Yuchen feel a little uncomfortable.

He had discovered a long time ago that he was different from ordinary people. When sitting in the classroom, he would always poke his head out involuntarily, chasing those teenagers who were sweating wantonly on the playground.He was even scolded by the teacher several times because of this.

He is obsessed with the breath of sunshine, but he is always burned by the sun.

"Get out of the way, you are blocking me." Zhuo Yuchen narrowed his eyes.

The young man smiled embarrassedly, stepped aside quickly, and weighed the basketball in his hand as he walked: "Tomorrow, the people from the school team next door will invite our school team to play. Zhuo Yuchen, do you want to go and see?"

"No." Zhuo Yuchen was a little cold.

The young man was still smiling, and he leaned in front of Zhuo Yuchen again, made a sudden move, wiped his thin chest, and even pinched his nipples provocatively.

Zhuo Yuchen was startled immediately, and wanted to punch the young man with a backhand, but he caught his hand halfway.

"Don't be shameless, you disgusting faggot," the young man still had a smile on his face, but the smile turned into a sneer and disdain, "Don't you just love watching men? I'll take you to see them." That's enough! Don't fucking hide here and look at me with that disgusting look, and next time, I will break your dog legs, do you believe it!?"

Zhuo Yuchen became frightened.

The boy got closer and closer, his hands caressed wantonly on his thin body, brushing against the sensitive parts, making him moan uncontrollably.

Hearing the mocking sound of the other party, he only felt that the surge of joy was mercilessly immersed in the ice water, which made his bones ache from the cold.

The young man was not handsome, but with sword eyebrows and star eyes, he was very masculine.

He looks a lot like Sword.

***

Bang!

Zhuo Yuchen woke up suddenly from the bed, panting heavily, and wiped his forehead, only to realize that he was already profusely sweating.

Randomly ran into the bathroom to wash off his body, Zhuo Yuchen changed into the bar waiter uniform, and squatted on the ground somewhat dejectedly.He hugged himself tightly, not knowing why he had dreams about the past.

The domineering boy in the dream was his former classmate and also Zhuo Yuchen's first love.

He thought numbly, maybe he was born with a low bone, otherwise, how could he fall in love with scum again and again?

At this time, someone knocked on the door suddenly.

"Xiao Zhuo, Xiao Zhuo! Are you okay? Why is there such a big commotion?"

Is the owner of the bar.

Zhuo Yuchen hurriedly patted off the wrinkles on the waiter's clothes, and then heaved a sigh of relief, and ran out in a panic: "It's okay! I'll go to work right away!"

Forget it, why do you want to think about things that have nothing to do with Fengyue?He has not forgotten that he is still a little ant who offended the eldest son of the Zheng family, and he must be cautious, otherwise, if he is caught, he will die.Although he felt that he was humble and inferior, he still wanted to linger on.

...waiting for the next burn.

Pushing open the door, before Zhuo Yuchen could say hello to the boss, he suddenly felt a strong impact on him, knocking him to the ground.He frowned painfully, but raised his eyes to meet a pair of eyes full of anger.

The owner of these eyes has an extremely handsome appearance, the kind of beauty that is enough to anger the creator for his injustice.

The boss's exclamation came from behind the door.

Zhuo Yuchen felt that his neck was being strangled by that man.

The other party smiled grimly: "Hehe...Zhuo Yuchen, you are amazing! You have been hiding for so long, and I have had a hard time finding it..."

He took a difficult breath of air, feeling his lips dry.

"...Zheng Yan."

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Continue to confess to the little angel Yuyan.