Mr Prejudice

When Guan Lan opened her eyes in the morning, she felt that her life was over.

In the first 30 years of his life, he has always been highly self-disciplined, and it can be said that he has [-]% control over his life.So when he woke up this morning and saw the white and youthful forearm lying across his chest, he regarded this moment as the beginning of his life being completely out of control.

He didn't even drink alcohol last night.

How did that start?

It seems that it started when Zhuang Lin came to visit late at night with the music score.Thinking about it now, he shouldn't have been allowed in at that time.

But at that moment, Guan Lan couldn't do such a thing as shutting people out.Not only is it impolite, but it also appears hypocritical and petty, with a full heart of a villain.

Facts have proved that if you want to save face and suffer, you must be on guard against others.

In the first two hours, they were really concentrating on talking about creation, and the topic didn't deviate at all. Guan Lan didn't have any expectations for what would happen in 2 minutes.

He just finally remembered to do his master's courtesy and got up to get Zhuang Lin something to drink.

Zhuang Lin: "Are you really [-]? You won't make a false report. Let me see if there are any height-enhancing insoles in your shoes."

Guan Lan didn't realize his sinister intentions at that time, and felt a slight tingle in his self-esteem: "I'm not an artist, why should I make a false report?"

Zhuang Lin: "When a man says [-], it's probably [-]. Come here and let's take off our shoes and compare, and I'll know if it's true or not."

Zhuang Lin stood still in front of him, holding his waist with both hands, and their chests were no more than a fist apart.

Zhuang Lin's lips brushed against the bridge of his nose.

Thinking about it afterwards, Zhuang Lin may have just wanted to take advantage of it, and there may not be a deeper plot; but Guan Lan's brain has already blown the fuse, and he doesn't quite remember why they started kissing the next second.

When his consciousness returned, Zhuang Lin's hand had already reached into his shirt.

Like a storm, like a mountain roaring and a tsunami, Guan Lan's will to resist was pitifully weak in front of such a sudden turbulent passion, and he was instantly defeated.

If it weren't for the little bit of shame left in his mind, they might have finished the first scene directly on the piano.

Recalling this, Guan Lan felt like burying his head in the pillow.

This is really... The old house is on fire, and it is menacing, as if it suddenly released a wild animal that has been imprisoned for 30 years, it is terrible.

...The most important thing is, sleeping once is considered an accident, sleeping twice, you have to give someone an explanation, right?

While struggling, Zhuang Lin also opened his eyes.

Guan Lan was a little afraid to look at him, only 80.00% of it was because of shyness.

But Zhuang Lin didn't say anything, didn't ask any questions that made it difficult for him to answer, he just kissed him lightly on the face.

After grinding together for a while, Zhuang Lin sighed unwillingly.

Zhuang Lin: "I still have about four or ten minutes. Is it possible for us to have another game?"

Guan Lan covered his face with one hand and pushed him away.

Zhuang Lin: "Okay, I'll get you breakfast."

Guan Lan looked at the back of him getting up and getting dressed, heaved a sigh of relief, but also faintly disappointed.

Zhuang Lin left the bedroom and ran towards the kitchen. He froze as soon as he reached the door of the restaurant.

There was a person sitting at the dining table.

Chen Jin turned around and smiled at him: "I've made breakfast, you can bring it in for him."

Zhuang Lin was expressionless, because he really didn't know how to react.

This scene is too much like catching a rape, and he is not sure which of the two of them is the rape.

Chen Jin is very considerate: "Don't worry, his house has specially re-made the soundproof wall. After all, they are engaged in music, so they are afraid of disturbing the people. I didn't hear anything in the next door last night, and I slept very soundly."

Thank you, but that's not the point at all, okay?

Zhuang Lin: "How long have you lived with him?"

Chen Jin: "My house is being renovated, and Guan Lan took me in to live with him. By the way, you are an artist. Use your eyes from a prestigious art school to help me see which of these wallpapers is better?"

Zhuang Lin saw that he really took out a huge building materials atlas from under the dining table.

Zhuang Lin felt that this conversation was really fucking weird, but out of politeness, he leaned over and gave a reference: "Let's go to the one on the left."

Chen Jin: "Really? Then, which sofa should this wallpaper go with?"

Zhuang Lin: "...that white one."

Chen Jin: "Hey, look, I think the same way, my boyfriend is really a bumpkin with no taste at all." After finishing speaking, he took out his mobile phone and sent a voice message to someone: "Nouveau riche, no vision, I asked I've had several artists, and no one has the same vision as you, so give up, you should listen to me on this matter."

...Isn't the term artist a bit exaggerated?

The alarm in Zhuang Lin's heart was temporarily lifted, and he saw that there were ready-made toast, fried eggs and orange juice on the table: "Thank you for your breakfast."

Chen Jin: "You're welcome, just go with it."

When Zhuang Lin picked up the plate and turned to leave, he suddenly heard Chen Jin ask him: "If you take the opportunity to confess your love now, it is impossible for him to refuse you, you know?"

Zhuang Lin: "I know—but it's not interesting."

Zhuang Lin: "I hope he wants to be with me because he loves me. If it's because of guilt or embarrassment or some strange sense of moral responsibility, what's the point?"

Zhuang Lin: "I hope that when he finally makes a decision, he will not feel unwilling or wronged."

Chen Jin was silent for two seconds, and then Zhuang Lin heard his voice with a smile: "Then, I wish you success."

Zhuang Lin felt that this person could be removed from the threat list.Although many netizens think that he is Guan Lan's main palace, Zhuang Lin is still a little unhappy emotionally, but rationally speaking, even if Chen Jin and Guan Lan have been together before, they should be completely broken now. There is no friendship feelings.

On the contrary, if you consider it from a strategic point of view, you should also seek him as an ally.

If he hadn't heard what Chen Jin said next.

Chen Jin: "You are really good at making soup, isn't it passed down in your family?"

...to his allies!Sure enough, people have to trust their first instincts!This person is really an eyesore!

After Zhuang Lin entered the room, Chen Jin received a message from Yang Peiqing, which was a series of question marks.

Chen Jin replied: Ignore the last one.

Chen Jin: However, I have an appointment with an interior designer this afternoon, do you want to meet together?

Chen Jin: After all, I don't want to live alone in this house.

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When Zhuang Lin went back, he was still immersed in the residual warmth of happiness, he was floating when he walked, and his whole body seemed to be twenty catties lighter.

As soon as I opened the door at home, I fell down from the clouds with a boast.

Zhuang Lin: "...sister."

Qi Fei squinted at him: "Just came back from Guan Lan's house?"

When Zhuang Lin heard this sentence, he knew that all the struggle was meaningless, and it was better to be frank and lenient than to quibble: "Yes."

Qi Fei: "Together?"

Zhuang Lin: "Not yet."

Qi Fei: "Then you were played by him?"

Zhuang Lin: "No, I am pursuing him."

Qi Fei: "I guess so."

Zhuang Lin felt that Qi Fei's reaction was much calmer than he had imagined—hope it wasn't the dawn before the storm.

Qi Fei: "Let me tell you a few things to pay attention to. First, you can't have any intimate gestures such as shaking hands and hugging in public. I don't care what you call them in private. As long as there is a third person present, you must call Teacher Guan; second. Second, maintain normal interaction on social media, normal interaction understand? Thank you very much Mr. Guan for your support and help, such a good teacher and helpful friend, just like this, don’t say anything extra; third, pull the curtains! Pull the curtains! Be sure Pull the curtains!"

Zhuang Lin: "...that's all?"

Qi Fei: "These are the basic principles, and the details will be added at any time in the future."

Zhuang Lin: "You don't want to express some other opinions? I haven't come out to you, are you surprised?"

Qi Fei stared at him: "I'm begging you, how many years have I been in this circle, and my gay-identifying skills have already reached full level, okay?"

Qi Fei: "The person you're looking at, I really didn't expect it at first; but now that I think about it, it's actually quite reasonable that there was an omen."

Qi Fei: "I just want to ask you, does your face hurt?"

Zhuang Lin: "...can we stop talking about this?"

Qi Fei said sternly: "As your manager, I have already explained everything I should tell you; what I say next is in your capacity as a relative."

Qi Fei: "You are already an adult. I have no right to interfere with your relationship. I am just your cousin. You don't have to explain to me who you are with. But if your relationship is serious, I suggest you Now start thinking about how to tell your mother."

Zhuang Lin didn't think so far before, and now he feels a little uneasy: "My mother is quite open... right? I think the American actor she likes, that Jack or something, is also a gay who has been out for many years .”

Qi Fei: "don't kid yourself, is that Jack what is her son?"

Zhuang Lin: "At least it shows that she is not homophobic."

Qi Fei: "You know your own mother best. But coming out is not easy at any time, and I hope you can handle it well."

Zhuang Lin: "I think things should be done step by step. My first priority now is to catch people."

Qi Fei: "First priority? What about your music? What about your career? What about your dreams?"

Zhuang Lin: "Don't worry about these things, and the music won't run away."

Qi Fei: "Then Guan Lan can run?"

Zhuang Lin: "I don't think he can run away anymore."

Zhuang Lin: "But——I can't wait."