After Hell

The perdition of the flesh comes from compulsion,

The corruption of the heart defiles the soul.

Tears in your eyes, blood in my heart.

The pain is extremely painful, and it brings out a deep feeling.

Looking back at Mu Ran, it was just a joke made by time.

After hell, what kind of place is it?

Behind the gloom, will there be an inch of light?

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A bar located at the corner of the city center, usually few pedestrians pass by.But as long as someone passes by its door, all of them will stop and stay.Parked outside the bar are world-class famous cars, Lamborghini, Ferrari and other luxury cars are not uncommon.And the BMW and Mercedes-Benz seem to be parked in the corners as if they are not stylish enough.

The low-key facade seems to be a black hole, making it impossible to see the scene behind the glass door, and there is not even a doorman at the door.If it weren't for the old brass-style signboard displayed arrogantly above the black door, no one would think this is a working bar:

——AfterHell: The place where angels and demons with broken wings stay and rest.

Push open the door that is darker than the night, and the heavy metal music that fills the eardrums surrounds the entire auditory world.

The crowd swaying with the crazy melody enjoys the self-defeating indulgence and happiness.

Young and handsome boys, wearing well-tailored Western-style slim-fitting uniforms, carrying all kinds of cocktails that can make people desire, shuttle back and forth between the colorful lights and shadows.

A glass of "Pretty in Pink" was accidentally placed on the table, causing dissatisfaction among a young and evil face present.He frowned and looked at the waiter who delivered the wrong drink. The waiter immediately understood, bowed his head sincerely and apologized, and quickly removed the drink.

"Edmond! It seems that the waiters in your store are well-trained." The boy with a handsome face smiled handsomely, but he couldn't hide the unruly and wild expression from the corners of his mouth.

"Hehe! Fortunately, your father is generous enough to spend a lot of money to buy shares. Otherwise, even if I have three heads and six arms in this city, I would not be able to open such a high-end bar." Sophisticated.This is the smoothness of a veteran in the business field, which is completely different from the pure frivolity of the young man sitting opposite him.

"Edmond, don't be so polite. Anyway, it's my dad's money, and it has nothing to do with me. It's up to you to decide what you want to do." After listening to Edmond's words, the boy lazily picked up the transparent square on the table. He opened the bottom glass and drank the black liquor in one gulp.He casually let his body lean back on the black leather sofa behind him, and spread his hands naturally on the back of the sofa chair.

Qin Yijie never cared about money.It was the most indispensable thing in his life.Hehe...just stuff.

He usually looks very careless, at least in front of outsiders, he has always been a cynical rich second generation.

Being rich, Qin Yijie has never lacked clinging and flattery in his life and in his circle of friends.It is easy to get what he likes, which has formed his domineering and taken-for-granted personality.

He had always found it dull and boring to have things within his reach.Only when he thinks it is precious, he will let go of his inner arrogance and cherish it with all his strength.

But Edmond, who has been in the mall all the year round, visited countless people and has known Qin Yijie for many years, knows his true nature.Leaving aside other things, few young people can compare with him in terms of paranoia and stubbornness.

Edmond didn't hate Qin Yijie like this at all, and he was used to trying to please him as much as possible.In his opinion, this 19-year-old boy, who is not too big or too small, is just too lonely and self-indulgent, so simple that people can't let go.

"Hehe...what do you want to drink?" Edmond asked with a smile.

Qin Yijie said lazily: "Mustang 1900, add ice." The reason why he came to the bar today is because he is not in a good mood.During the day, on the campus, he saw that person walking very close to the school belle of the student union. The two were sitting under the shade of a tree talking and laughing, discussing something with a pen and paper. He didn't even dare to appear in front of him.He has endured this sense of distance alone for many years, standing not far from that person from the perspective of a bystander.

But now, besides being a bystander, Qin Yijie had to watch him laughing and chatting with the girls around him.This made him feel restless recently. He originally thought that he could continue to watch and guard him from a distance after following in the footsteps of that man, but everything was different from before, and this kind of He is powerless to change the situation, and he is not qualified to intervene in that person's life and disrupt that person's normal life.

I hope that alcohol can temporarily numb my chaotic thoughts and calm down my restless heart.

"Okay, wait a minute." Edmond knew that Qin Yijie seldom went to nightclubs, so he could come here today because he must have something to worry about.Therefore, his attitude towards Qin Yijie was unconsciously caring and pampering.He turned his head and casually called a waiter not far away: "Chris, have a Mustang 1900 with ice."

The waiters in AfterHell all use English names, firstly because there are many foreign customers, and secondly, this bar targets the golden-collar workers and high-end white-collar workers in the modern city. All the wines and decoration styles are imported from abroad. It also adopts the popular bar style in Europe and America, which is luxurious and luxurious, revealing a strong urban and post-modern style.

"Okay, I'll be here right away." The answer sounded kind and docile, but it was inexplicably cold.This kind of self-involuntary contrast is one of the reasons why Chris (Zhang Xiaoheng) is welcomed by regular customers in the bar.The contradictory temperament of obedience and indifference makes him look very different from other waiters.Many alcoholics will take advantage of the drunkenness and take the opportunity to tease him, only targeting him.Of course, Chris himself does not mind this situation, as long as it is not too much and the tip is enough, he will acquiesce.

Yes, Chris cares about money, he needs money.However, his desire for money also has a bottom line.He can smile and acquiesce to the slight harassment of his body, or he can smash the bottle and show his pride and inviolability at the throat of the guests.This kind of sharp and refreshing energy is very attractive, making the guests who spy on him want to blaspheme him but with a scruple, they consciously keep a certain distance and proportion from him.

It was the voice of such a waiter full of contradictions that instantly made the young man like a lazy black panther stand up all his hair.Qin Yijie's body, which was leaning on the sofa, immediately became alert. He sat up suddenly, and looked in the direction of the sound, but he didn't see the figure that appeared in his mind.

"Yijie, what's the matter?" Edmond followed his sudden large movement and gaze, but didn't find any special person.

"...It's okay, I probably heard it wrong." Qin Yijie looked a little nervous and bewildered at the moment, he seemed to be comforting himself, he believed that the owner of the familiar voice would not be the one he kept in his heart all the time.

Why did Qin Yijie hope so much?The reason is simple, because although this is a high-end bar, it is also a well-known gathering place in the gay circle. When AfterHell recruits waiters, they will tell them this, and the standard for selecting waiters is that they must be men under the age of 28, with a good figure and good looks.

From time to time, there will be some unspoken illegal behavior between gays and waiters. It is very common for waiters to be asked to leave on the spot or after get off work.

Working as a waiter here means that he is probably gay, or at least accepting homosexuality.If, if that person really works here, then to Qin Yijie, it is very likely that his silent watch over the past seven years will become a joke.It was precisely because he didn't know if that person was gay that Qin Yijie had been patiently patient, telling himself not to approach him or seduce him.After all, homosexuality is much more difficult than heterosexuality.The social environment is such that he has nothing to do, so he can only restrain himself as much as possible not to approach that person, appear in that person's sight, and interfere with his normal life.

Qin Yijie recovered from the repressed memories, his slightly stiff and tense body returned to the laziness just now, he leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest.

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Zhang Xiaoheng held the tray steadily with one hand, and naturally bent the other hand behind his back.The black and red wine in the tray gave off a strange reflection under the colorful and flickering neon lights.

Zhang Xiaoheng walked step by step towards the SVIP room at the innermost side of the bar.It is said to be a private room, but it is separated by strings of crystal bead curtains hanging from the ceiling.

Through the bead curtain, Zhang Xiaoheng vaguely saw a pair of overlapping legs, slender and straight, which were naturally placed on the black leather pedals.He approached slowly, but he could only see through the gap of the bead curtain that the man seemed to be wearing a black T-shirt, but he looked young.The man was leaning back on the sofa at the moment, with the T-shirt naturally nestled against his chest.Black, slightly slim tailoring all make beautiful and smooth lines looming.

Zhang Xiaoheng felt that he could clearly see the right muscles on his chest, even the eight-pack abs.

Turning the curtain and getting closer, Zhang Xiaoheng finally saw the man's side face clearly: beautiful.No, pretty might be a bit rude, but handsome.

He should not be very old. At this moment, he raised his head and closed his eyes. His thick eyelashes cast shadows on his cheeks, making his eyes narrow and long and his eyebrows flying into his temples.Under the straight bridge of the nose, the slightly pursed lips made the firm jaw more sharp.

When Zhang Xiaoheng walked steadily to the SVIP room with the tray in his hand, he even forgot to speak for a moment because he was overwhelmed by the man's lazy and oppressive aura hidden in the light and shadow.

Zhang Xiaoheng was standing at the door with a tray in a daze. He suddenly felt that he was an uninvited guest who broke into the territory of a black panther, and the dangerous owner was taking a nap.The ease of taking a nap and the innate momentum are strangely mixed, brewing an indescribable but irresistible temptation.

These few seconds of stupefaction were enough for Black Panther, oh no, that person noticed the "intruder".When Zhang Xiaoheng's footsteps approached a certain position, he suddenly raised his head and opened his eyes to stare at the opponent's face, like a hunter's eyes locked on the prey.

"Come on, Chris, I met Xiaokai, the major shareholder here, Mr. Qin." Seeing that the wine was delivered quickly, Edmond introduced Qin Yijie to the waiter in a good mood.

The young man's eyes were focused on his face, and Zhang Xiaoheng was forced by his sharp eyes to look at him irresistibly.His desperation, like a drowning man catching driftwood, made Zhang Xiaoheng look at that unruly and angry face warily.Zhang Xiaoheng was stunned by his eyes staring at prey. In addition to being surprised, there was also an inexplicable sense of fear in his heart, and he instinctively wanted to escape.

He put down the wine glass quickly and steadily, and tried to put on a polite and distant tone: "Mr. Qin, this is the Mustang 1900 you ordered, with ice."

When he withdrew his arm and was about to turn around and leave, a hand suddenly clasped his wrist, as if it were handcuffs.

"Ah...Mr. Qin?!" A vague voice shouted from the bottom of my heart: Do I know him?Why does he look at me like he's going to eat me, full of hostility and betrayed anger?

"Why are you here?" Qin Yijie stood up abruptly and looked at him indifferently. Qin Yijie, who was 184 cm tall and had long legs, stood in front of Zhang Xiaoheng, who was a little thinner at 176 cm, feeling full of oppression.Qin Yijie's condescending and masterly attitude made Zhang Xiaoheng feel disgusted in his heart.He put up his defenses like an enraged black cat, subconsciously pursed his lips and refused to answer.

Seeing the situation, Edmond felt a little tense, and immediately came out to smooth things over: "Yijie, what are you?"

Qin Yijie let go of Zhang Xiaoheng suddenly, and sat down with a displeased face.There were too many people here, and besides, he hadn't appeared in front of Zhang Xiaoheng for a long time, so it was normal for him not to remember him.It is not suitable for him to press the other party in this situation. Edmond's words reminded himself to be calm.

"Uh... Chris, you go and do your work first! It's okay here."

Zhang Xiaoheng had already turned around the moment Qin Yijie let go and took two steps back in embarrassment.He didn't know why, when he saw him, his heart beat a little, and he felt like he had fallen into a trap, but that inexplicable sense of familiarity vaguely floated in his heart.

He always thought he had seen this young man somewhere.

It's really Zhang Xiaoheng...he really works here.Thinking of this, Qin Yijie felt restless in his heart.

But when he saw Zhang Xiaoheng's fleeing back, Qin Yijie was restless and angry, and a deep sense of helplessness surged into his heart.Zhang Xiaoheng didn't remember him anymore, and from the way Zhang Xiaoheng looked at him, he knew that his "first impression" in Zhang Xiaoheng's heart at this time was not popular.

Seven years ago, when he saw him at the campus flower bed for the first time, he smiled softly at himself.

But now?He only saw strangeness and guard in Zhang Xiaoheng's eyes.

Such a reunion...how could there be a future?

The author has something to say:

The outline was written in 2012, and I was moved by the barrage of the radio drama of the same name, so I decided to work hard to fill in the holes.

Note: SVIP room: super VIP room

Two days ago, I added the dynamic perspective character description of Chapter 2 "Zhang Xiaoheng to Qin Yijie". Thanks to Mr. Lyrelion for correcting language errors and modifying sentences in this part of the text.