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Ling Yao met a man named Zhang Fan. Strange to say, it was the first time he saw him, but he felt that they had known each other.

It seems that in the distant past, he seemed to have encountered such a person whose eyes were full of gloom, but bathed in sunshine.

There seemed to be some kind of magical power on the other party, which made him lose the ability to think and wanted to get close to this strange man.

Although they have only known each other in this world for a short time, they are like two small boats floating in the vast sea, pushed together by the waves from far away.

From then on, they couldn't bear to be separated again.

Zhang Fan asked him to go to a restaurant, and he readily agreed, but he was a little curious.

This street is what he passes by every day when he goes to work. It should be said that he is almost familiar with the shops on the street.

But it was the first time he knew that there was such a western restaurant on the corner of the street, there were very few people in it, everyone was serious, and their expressions were a little dull when eating.

Ling Yao may have noticed that the atmosphere was a bit abnormal, but the layout and lighting inside were all in line with his wishes.

He couldn't help admiring the design lamps in the restaurant, and under Zhang Fan's thoughtfulness, he ignored them for the time being.

Ling Yao was slightly dazed, because Zhang Fan really looked like a gentleman from an English castle. His every move seemed to be indescribably elegant, and his posture when eating was standard.

It wasn't until he met Zhang Fan's slightly smiling eyes that he hurriedly lowered his head and wondered angrily why he made such an impolite gesture of staring at someone for food.

The expressionless waiter brought the delicacies, paired with good red wine, which was quite emotional.

A pleasant bell rang, very abrupt in the silent restaurant.

Ling Yao paused with a smile on his face, immediately pressed the answer button, and said apologetically, "Sorry, it's my boyfriend's call." After speaking, he turned his head to answer the phone.

Zhang Fan made a gesture of nothing to do, picked up the wine glass at the side, raised his head slightly, and sipped the mellow wine, but kept his eyes fixed on the person in front of him.

Where Ling Yao couldn't see, his eyes became slightly fascinated, sharp and aggressive.

The person talking to Ling Yao seemed to have said something sweet on the other end of the phone, causing Ling Yao to suddenly curl his lips and reply in a soft and familiar tone.

Zhang Fan's eyes were dark, perhaps because the emotions in his heart were too strong to continue, Zhang Fan grinned and showed a smile, full of evil spirits, this smile distorted his entire face.

After the two said their goodbyes, Ling Yao put away his phone and turned his head. Zhang Fan lost his breath in an instant. With a smile in his eyes, he added some wine to Ling Yao's wine glass, and asked suspiciously, "You just said, is it your boyfriend?"

"That's right. To be honest, I... have come out of the closet." Ling Yao mustered up the courage to say this. He didn't know what was wrong with him, and he would confess to someone he knew not long ago.

After all, the matter of coming out of the closet is still rare in China, and it has received a lot of rumors and rumors, and it has always been a point he is most sensitive to.

Zhang Fan took another sip of the wine and shook the glass lightly. The aroma of the wine inside made Ling Yao a little drunk.

There were no negative emotions of contempt, doubt, or avoidance in his eyes, as if he knew his situation long ago, he just smiled, "Mr. Ling is very courageous."

"Don't you think it's strange that two men are together." Ling Yao also smiled, which was very embarrassing.

"What's so strange about people who love each other pursuing their own happiness?" Zhang Fan's eyes were full of softness, like the warm sunshine on an autumn morning, warm but not dazzling.

Even Ling Yao's friends did not support Ling Yao coming out of the closet, but such a person who had known him not long ago was so tolerant towards him.

Facing a person who made him feel very comfortable, Ling Yao let go of his guard and told him about his boyfriend Fang Xin.

"He's happy." To have you.Zhang Fan said with a smile, squinting to cover the serious and cold smile.

"Thank you." Ling Yao thanked him sincerely.