Hey, your bun dropped!

Ling Xiaoxian tried his best to cheer himself up.

Think about what kind of thoughts and ideas you had when you went to find Luo Zhan a year ago?

Now, he has done it and is rich.

Going to have an operation, from now on he can be an upright person without being looked down upon.

He finally convinced himself and made up his mind to go to the hospital.

After packing up, when he went downstairs, he ran into Song Jingyu who came to look for him.

"Where are you going?"

"...Uh, go to the hospital." Ling Xiaoxian didn't want to hide it deliberately.

"What's wrong? Are you sick?"

"No, I just have something to ask."

"I'll go with you! Anyway, I'm fine."

Ling Xiaoxian wanted to refuse, but he really wanted someone to accompany him.

He has always been lonely, and after Luo Zhan left, this kind of loneliness is especially difficult.

He couldn't tell what kind of mentality he had towards Song Jingyu, a person who easily got Luo Zhan's sincerity, but dismissed him, made him both envious and jealous.

But he doesn't hate him, Song Jingyu is handsome, funny and good at talking, staying with him doesn't feel lonely or boring at all.

Moreover, sometimes, he could hear news about Luo Zhan from Song Jingyu.

Although, neither is good news.

In the end, he agreed to Song Jingyu's proposal to accompany him to the hospital.

"From the results of the examination, your male reproductive system is obviously more complete. If you want to have surgery, my suggestion is to choose the male side."

Ling Xiaoxian nodded towards the doctor, obviously this was in line with his original intention.

"However, you are still young, and your body still has room for development. You said you had menarche once before, so if you want to be a woman, it's not impossible."

Before Ling Xiaoxian could say anything, Song Jingyu who accompanied him widened his eyes, as if he had discovered a new world: "Is it true? Can he become a woman?"

"Yes, of course, it depends on the patient's own choice."

Ling Xiaoxian's lips moved, and he almost blurted out: "I want to be a man, doctor, please help me arrange surgery!"

But something seemed to be stuck in his throat, and finally he only said: "I'll think about it again, thank you doctor."

On the way back, Song Jingyu kept expressing his shock and emotion.

"To be honest, Xiao Xian, although I know you are a bisexual person, I never thought that you might become a woman..."

Ling Xiaoxian stared at him helplessly: "I don't want to be a woman, I want to be a man!"

Song Jingyu didn't understand: "Why? What's wrong with being a woman?"

Ling Xiaoxian: "If you are envious, you can do it. Now that medical science is advanced, it is not difficult to help you fulfill your wish."

Song Jingyu said: "I'm not envious of being a woman, I just think you are more suitable to be a woman."

Ling Xiaoxian was very annoyed by his "being a woman" one by one, and said: "Being a woman is very troublesome, and I have to suffer every month..."

Although Ling Xiaoxian only did it once, but because there was an extra bird in front of him, his impression of that time almost collapsed even in retrospect.

"Also, a woman has to give birth to a child with a big belly...I can't bear to think about the suffering..."

Song Jingyu listened to his words, but did not feel sympathy for the female compatriots.

He just looked at Ling Xiaoxian as if struck by lightning, from his face all the way down, past his chest, and landed on his lower abdomen.

"Having a baby...?"

Ling Xiaoxian had a bad premonition that "this person is going crazy", and hurriedly strode away.

……

Ling Xiaoxian has not made a decision for a long time, although he has already thought about the choice of male and female gender.

There was always a trace of unrealistic fantasy in his mind.

Luo Zhan likes his body...

Struggling and tangled, the days go on.

His composition teacher brought him good news.

"The few songs you wrote last time, I asked someone to show you. He expressed a little interest and said that he wanted to ask you to chat in person. You should prepare and seize the opportunity."

The composition teacher that Luo Zhan found for Ling Xiaoxian was quite famous, and among the students he taught, many of them developed well.

The friends he knew had some weight in his mind.

If you are frustrated in love, it is also good to have career compensation.

Ling Xiaoxian went to meet the person according to the address.

The other party seemed polite, but his expression was rather arrogant.

"Professor Wang admires you very much. He mentioned you to Mr. Qiu. After reading a few of your songs, Mr. Qiu thought it was interesting, so he sent me over to chat with you."

His look of charity made people feel quite uncomfortable.And Ling Xiaoxian didn't know what the other party wanted to talk to him about?

"okay."

The other party randomly flipped through Ling Xiaoxian's score in his hand, and asked him the source of inspiration for these songs, the emotions he wanted to express, and so on.

Ling Xiaoxian is not very good at expressing, he prefers to put his emotions directly in the tune.

Some artistic conceptions can be imagined, but can't be said.

The person asked a few words and saw that Ling Xiaoxian couldn't understand what he said, so he frowned, as if holding back his impatience.

As a result, they came and went again and again, and the two of them felt that their words were not speculative.

In the end, of course, the topic quickly disappeared. The other party looked at his watch a few times, and the expression on his face was obviously anxious to leave.

Ling Xiaoxian is not stupid, busy offered to let the other party do the work.

Going to an appointment with gusto, only to come back screwed up.

Ling Xiaoxian took the bus back to the apartment in a depressed mood, and when he opened the door, he found a pair of leather shoes that had been taken off casually on the shoe-changing area of ​​the porch.

Ling Xiaoxian's heart throbbed for a while, and he walked into the living room suppressing the sudden acceleration of his heartbeat.

Sure enough, that person was sitting on the sofa.

Luo Zhan is here!

It's just that his face was gloomy like the eve of a storm.

"You're really good, Ling Xiaoxian. I said, why did you kick such a rich and handsome benefactor like me? It turns out that I planned to be a good wife and mother!"

Ling Xiaoxian was full of surprises at his sudden arrival, but he pretended to be calm on the surface, but he didn't want him to start with such a sentence that made him puzzled.

"What do you mean?"

"What do you mean? You're really good at pretending? I was too careless, and I did everything I could to prevent you, a couple of men and women, from secretly passing through the song. What a fucking dog! A pair of wolf-hearted things..."

Luo Zhan's tall body approached Ling Xiaoxian, cursing and talking to himself.

Ling Xiaoxian was enveloped by the familiar aura of him, his heart began to beat uncontrollably, and the pore cells all over his body were clamoring for the person in front of him.

He tried his best to control himself not to rush forward immediately, swallowed hard, and asked, "What are you talking about? What have I done?"

Luo Zhan suddenly reached out, grabbed Ling Xiaoxian by the collar and pulled him towards him.

"Are you still pretending? What did you say you did? I don't know what you did behind my back? But it can be imagined that Song Jingyu's two hundred and five must have superb skills to make Song Jingyu say that!"

The three words Song Jingyu came out of Luo Zhan's mouth, which immediately calmed down Ling Xiaoxian.

He tried his best to break free from Luo Zhan's hand, and then leave the area surrounded by Luo Zhan's breath, but Luo Zhan's strength was too great, he couldn't succeed, so he could only ask in a cold tone: "What did Song Jingyu say?"

Luo Zhan leaned closer and sniffed each other.

"He said he would give me his shabby company and let me set him free. Because...he wants to pursue you."

Ling Xiaoxian's eyes widened, quite surprised.

Song Jingyu has indeed been very attentive to him in recent days, but is he thinking that way?impossible?

Then, he calmed down.Because he knew why Luo Zhan came.

The white moonlight cinnabar mole that he couldn't eat had openly betrayed him, so he would become angry and come over to bring trouble to Chi Yu.

"Let me go," he said. "What Song Jingyu thinks is his business, and how he treats you is your business. It has nothing to do with me! It doesn't make any sense for you to come to me!"

With the force of his grasp, Luo Zhan pushed Ling Xiaoxian down on the sofa, stretched his thighs, and bent his knees to press Ling Xiaoxian's chest.

"It has nothing to do with you? If you hadn't seduced him, would he have been tempted by your unmasculine body?" As he spoke, he grabbed Ling Xiaoxian's shirt with his big hands, and tore it vigorously, exposing his shoulders.

"You said, when did you sleep with him? How many times? Where?"

Ling Xiaoxian's eyes were red, but he bit his lip stubbornly to keep himself from crying.

"You fucking bastard!" Thousands of words, heartache like a knife, and finally just an innocuous curse.

Luo Zhan put his palm on his throat, exerted a little force, and the man came closer, and asked viciously, "Is there anything I can't compare to him? Are you blind and chose him?"

Ling Xiaoxian was taken aback by his questioning, as if what Luo Zhan cared about was not who Song Jingyu liked, but whom Ling Xiaoxian chose?

Illusion?It must be an illusion!

Ling Xiaoxian didn't have time to think about it, Luo Zhan's big hand had already run along the collarbone and penetrated into the skirt of his clothes.

Ling Xiaoxian's body trembled, all sense of touch betrayed him, yearning for more.

Only the last bit of clarity in my mind reminds myself not to sink easily...

Struggling with all his strength, he cursed at people: "You bastard named Luo, get the hell out of here..."

Luo Zhan quickly swept the debris on the coffee table to the floor to prevent Ling Xiaoxian from scratching his head with something.

"Why should I get out? This is a house bought with my money! Even you are bought with my money!"

Ling Xiaoxian stopped his hand to light the fire, while refuting his scoundrel:

"Not anymore! It's not yours now..."

Luo Zhan grabbed his hand that was thumping back and forth, pushed it to the top of his head, bowed his head and kissed him.

As soon as Ling Xiaoxian touched his teeth, he opened his mouth and bit it.

The smell of blood gushes out, and there is a mouthful of fishy sweetness.

Luo Zhan snorted softly, but stubbornly refused to let go.

After all, Ling Xiaoxian didn't want to be serious, so he had to loosen his teeth and let the tip of his tongue wander.

After wearing out the taste on his lips, Luo Zhan rolled down and kissed the collarbone of his neck.

"I miss you so much..." In the low kiss, Ling Xiaoxian seemed to hear a shallow sigh.

Then, he's done...

There is no salvation!

Ling Xiaoxian commented on himself like this.

All the patience and restraint were shattered by Luo Zhan's touch and kiss, as well as the unintelligible four words.

Don't think about who he has held in his arms.

He didn't even want to care about the questioning and insulting he just asked.

I just want to pester him, I just want to dedicate myself and let him enter wantonly.

Love will make people humble, Ling Xiaoxian has a deep understanding at this time.

……

"Is his technique better than mine?" Luo Zhan asked while holding someone in his arms, his tone was like that of a wronged child.

Ling Xiaoxian wanted to kick him very much, but it was a pity that his waist and knees were so weak that he couldn't lift his strength after repeated tossing.

"Do you think everyone is like you?"

"What do you mean?"

"You can sleep with anyone."

"..."

Luo Zhan's brain circuit reacted very slowly and thought about it for a long time, and finally he seemed unsure and asked: "You and Jing Yu...haven't gotten together yet?"

Furious, Ling Xiaoxian hit Luo Zhan's chest with his elbow, got up while he was in pain, and staggered to the bathroom.

As soon as the water was heated, the man came in cheekily.

"You really didn't sleep with him?"

Ling Xiaoxian flicked his hands and threw the bottle of body wash on the rack towards him viciously.

Luo Zhan was so agile that he caught it with his backhand, approached with a smile, and hugged Ling Xiaoxian in his arms.

"Really? Let me just say, how could you let such a handsome benefactor like me go and go find him that trash?"

Ling Xiaoxian pointed the shower head at Luo Zhan, telling him to shut up.

Luo Zhan snatched him over, pulled him into his arms, looked him in the eyes and asked:

"Do you miss me very much? You see you were so excited just now, and you held me so comfortably..."

Ling Xiaoxian didn't want to listen to his nonsense, and wanted to break free, but was hugged even harder. Luo Zhan forced him to look directly, and asked:

"I'll ask you again now, and follow me, okay?"

Ling Xiaoxian still refused straightforwardly: "Not good!"

"Why?" Luo Zhan didn't seem to understand.

"Because our agreement has expired."

"The agreement can be re-signed and the price can be re-negotiated."

"I don't need money now."

"Then what do you need? A career? As I said, I will help you. As long as you follow me, I can set up a music studio for you, build a recording studio for you, write your own songs, record an album, You can also find someone to do the promotion, and I can also spend money to push you on some popular variety shows to promote your popularity..."

Ling Xiaoxian was stunned when he heard these words, and stared at Luo Zhan blankly.

Luo Zhan realized that he had talked too much, and said a little embarrassingly: "To tell you the truth, I have always cared about your matter, and I will think about it when I have nothing to do. As long as you nod, I can arrange everything for you. It depends on your answer." No promise."

Ling Xiaoxian turned his head away, not wanting to look at Luo Zhan's fiery eyes, and said:

"I don't agree, and I don't need your help."