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Lin Cha's scholarship was credited in mid-January, and the efficiency was so high that Lin Cha was taken aback. When he saw the amount in his bank account, he really jumped. What could be more exciting than this row of plump numbers? of.

After finishing the cell slides on Saturday, he asked Chen Hang to take him to the city center.

His intuition was not wrong, Chen Hang is indeed a social expert.In the past two weeks, he has established a stable social network among the exchange students. After finishing the experiment, he often goes to the underground bar in small groups and returns to the dormitory at three or four in the morning.

Normally, Lin Cha would not come into contact with this kind of person, but Chen Hang is very good at being a man. When facing Lin Cha, he has a gentle and friendly appearance. The four characters of being helpful are written on his face, and he often brings him breakfast. Help with small things.Lin Cha sometimes listened to him patiently instructing his classmates how to use the equipment, but he didn't realize that this man was living a life of wine and meat at night.

In addition, living together in a dormitory room, it is very difficult to think that you are not familiar with each other.Lin Cha even gradually changed the stereotype. He doesn't necessarily have to be a poor student when making wine. It's quite interesting that Chen Hang has two sides.

The most important thing is that Chen Hang's personal style is very similar to Yan Minglu's, with a world-weary face, fierce looks, abstinent style, and a cool way of dressing. His opinions should be very worthy of reference.

Just as Lin Cha expected, Chen Hang has a lot of research on luxury goods. He has been familiar with the shopping area of ​​the harbor early in the morning, and shuttles through famous brand stores with ease.

Lin Cha followed him, experiencing the colorful world alone for the first time, dazzled by the gold and silver lights in his eyes, he found everything beautiful, and wanted to give everything to Yan Minglu.

The final choice was a watch with a silver-plated dial, sword-shaped blue hands, and a hollow flywheel, forty-five thousand eight.

In fact, after Chen Hang knew that the recipient was an elder, he gave advice that there was no need to give too expensive things, but Lin Cha fell in love with this watch at a glance, and cheerfully poured out all his savings.

Because the watch is really suitable for Yan Mingli.The cold mechanical shell, every minute and every second of the pointer is the heartbeat, and the pulse is integrated into the wrist.

Tomorrow is Yan Minglu's birthday.

Lin Cha really wanted to celebrate Yan Minglu in person, but it was obviously impossible, so he could only sing a birthday song through a video, and then use a very thoughtful gift as compensation.

In fact, Yan Minglu would not care about this hypocritically, and joked that he did not celebrate Lin Cha's 19th birthday properly, which was retribution.Lin Cha told him very seriously that he had long since forgotten about his birthday.

It's good to go out.Although it was true that as Yan Ming predicted, he didn't learn much serious stuff and only mastered the technique of cell slicing, but he met many people from all over the world, and his horizons were somewhat broader than before.

The world is big, and there are all kinds of people, such as Chen Hang, who chats with the professor fluently in class, and picks up girls in bars after class.

Lin Cha didn't care, it wasn't because he forgave Tong Ze, it was because he had grown up and understood after his vision broadened.

Yan Minglv's pampering is addictive, it is already difficult for Tong Ze to give up, let alone looking at Yan Minglv to love another person.Everyone in the seat is not worried, everyone has difficulties, and everyone has malice.Maliciousness is like the venom of a poisonous snake, only when it is threatened will it spurt out with a grin.

So you still have to be independent!

Lin Cha thought, he didn't want to become a person like Tong Ze, who would become a jealous woman without Yan Minglv.

After all, the world is so big and there are so many interesting people.

Chen Hang lives in Utah, a desert area, and it takes a whole day to go to the supermarket. He likes the half-hour living circle of the seaport very much: "I really dare not think that it only takes 10 minutes to walk. Enter the busiest bar street in the whole city."

The elevator goes up and up.Lin Cha stood beside Chen Hang, looking out from the floor-to-ceiling glass.This city really belongs to the night, and it is still a bit lifeless during the day, but it turns out to be so awake at eight or nine o'clock.The neon lights are like stars falling from the sky, and the whole world is full of colorful fragments.

Chen Hang said excitedly: "I like this place so much!"

"Me too!" Lin Cha replied.

Beiyun is also a metropolis, but the night there is far less beautiful than here.

Lin Cha still remembered the scene he and Yan Minglu looked out from the Buddhist temple in the mountains. There were also lamps and lights, but they seemed to be sifted through, a little sparse, not bright enough, and floating faintly.

"Lin, I'm not joking. If you like this place," Chen Hang suddenly turned his head, "You should really go to Bar Street."

His expression was very sincere, the sincerity of a reliable friend who doesn't want you to miss out on the joys of life.

Lin Cha hesitated.

Hesitating, and fighting with himself in his heart, he finally succumbed to the playful nature of young people.Jiang Zhe and Townsend also went to clubs. He was busy with part-time jobs and rejected these pleasures. Now he is a little relaxed when he is away from home, thinking that he can't live without experiencing these things for the rest of his life.

Anyway, tomorrow is Sunday, there will be no activities, and Chen Hang and him have repeatedly guaranteed that they don't have to drink.

Just go see it and feel the atmosphere.

Won't stay late, almost leave.Besides, the wine shop in the harbor is world-renowned, he comes here every time, just... just to experience a little.

Places with dark lights are the most ambiguous, such as KTV, such as bars.Even the outlines of the tables and chairs are invisible, hidden in the light.

Glasses are hung upside down on the bar counter, reflecting the orange lights, with circles of light.Lin Cha looked over the row of glass and looked at the name of this tavern, Instinct.

Chen Hangren leaned on the sofa loosely as if he had returned home after entering the smell of wine.Lin Cha was very curious. He didn't expect it to be such a small bourgeoisie-like tavern.Chen Hang asked him what he wanted to drink, but he was still busy walking around with his eyes, and said whatever he wanted, as long as he didn't bring alcohol.

Looking around, Lin Cha quietly observed a girl near the table.When she laughed so hard that she turned her head back, revealing her Adam's apple, he belatedly saw the man's bones in her makeup.

His original life was so shallow, he only cared about studying and part-time jobs, and he only had two friends who could talk.

Lin Cha only felt that he seemed to have missed a lot of fun at this age.

"Say something." He turned his head and asked Chen Hang.

This sentence is inexplicably cute, Chen Hang teased him: "Ah, what are you talking about?"

"Tell me something interesting, don't you have a lot of life experience?"

"One piece for each person." Chen Hang didn't take advantage of others, "You talk first."

"I have nothing to say."

"Tell me about the person you're giving the gift to."

The drinks came, and there were two glasses of the same type, both of which were dreamy light purple in color, with dark blue underneath.Lin Cha picked up the curled straw: "He is an elder who takes good care of me, I've said it before."

"That's all?"

Lin Cha nodded, then quietly raised his chin toward the table: "She's a man."

Chen Hang was not surprised: "I have a friend who is an Alpha, but he underwent sex reassignment surgery to become an Omega, just to be with his adoptive father."

His tone was as calm as saying that the weather is really good today, which made Lin Cha even more stupid.

Chen Hang smiled at his staring eyes, and talked about his friend and his adoptive father.He said that a love story is a novelty story. After all, as I said in the Symposium, it is not shameful for people to do anything for love.Life and death, love and desire, life and death are the fate of all living beings, love and desire are the privilege of human beings...

Lin Cha drank his drink and listened to Chen Tiantian talking in different directions.There were often moments when his eyes were connected, and he felt that Chen Hang's heart should be very sad for no reason.

An unnoticed cat passed by on the ground, and cigarette butts flickered in the dark of the tavern.

The tobacco smell has a form, flowing with the melodious jazz music, forming a light cloud.

Everything is dizzy.

Until Chen Hang's voice came closer, the hot and humid smell of alcohol brushed over Lin Cha's neck and shoulders.

"Lin," he asked in a low voice, "Actually, you are an Omega, right?"

Lin Cha raised his eyes.

The subtropical city has a warm winter. In this dark corner of the tavern, the heat from people blends with the boiling temperature, making Lin Cha in a sweater uncomfortably hot.

Chen Hang touched his fingers on the nape of his neck, exacerbating the discomfort: "This is TandE's restraint buckle. The workmanship is so exquisite that most people can't see it, but I ordered one for my ex-boyfriend. He is an Omega, and only Omega will wear this."

Lin Cha's lips fluttered, strangely, unable to utter syllables.

The blood vessels all over his body expanded, and the warm blood circulated rapidly in his body, even his fingertips were hot.

His lips and teeth were blunt, and his voice was also blunt: "This is wine..."

He pointed to the cup of purple-blue drink on the table. After 3 minutes, the waiter took it back to the plate apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, we served it by mistake."

She asked the two of them what else they wanted, and it was free this time.Chen Hang turned his head and glanced at Lin Cha's slack expression, he couldn't speak English, thank you.

Chen Hang supported Lin Cha and got into the taxi, it was almost 11:30 in the middle of the night.He held a brown paper bag from the store in his hand, and after placing Lin Cha on his shoulder, he told the driver to drive slowly.Lin Cha frowned with gentle eyebrows, as if about to vomit at any time.

The city is still lively, and the wheels pass by a few ethereal noises.

Chen Hang looked down at Lin Cha's curled eyelashes for a long time, then took out his phone from his jacket pocket, and clicked on a list of contacts.His avatar has become the default gray figure of the software, and it seems that his contact information has been deleted.

Chen Hang hesitated for a moment, then put the phone back in his pocket.

Lin Cha fell asleep on Chen Hang's shoulder. He didn't wake up when Chen Hang was talking to the driver about whether he could drive the car to the downstairs of the dormitory.

He didn't have any dreams, but he didn't know it was a dream.Dreams are grotesque, with the most magnificent illusions in the world, but every corner of Lin Cha's dream is very ordinary.After class, he sat in the passenger seat of Yan Minglu and chatted with him about tonight's dinner.

When he was awakened by Chen Hang's photo, he was still wrapped in the residual warmth of the dream, and he was dragged into reality with a cry.Chen Hang didn't hear those characters clearly at first, but later he thought it should be a name.

The driver finally parked the car on the campus road closest to the dormitory. Chen Hang wrapped his arms around Lin Cha's waist and helped him walk back step by step.He has been smoking and drinking since high school, and he has never seen Lin Cha like this.This Omega is just a puddle of mud standing upright, it will collapse if it is not supported, and it is still slurring some drunken words, most of the subjects are that name.

Chen Hang's Chinese is not particularly fluent, and Lin Cha's pronunciation is vague, making it impossible for him to recognize the name, which is actually the publisher of a paper he once cited.

The dormitory lobby is lit all year round, shining brightly through the glass doors.Lin Cha woke up a little, and moved his half-closed eyes. The image absorbed by his pupils was like an inaccurate depth of field. He tried to see his surroundings clearly in doubt.

Chen Hang is a head taller than Lin Cha, just like most Alphas with normal body shape, just like Yan Minglu.

His deep profile, which is different from that of Asians, with a high nose and deep eyes, is also the same as Yan Mingli.

Strict law.

Lin Cha thought to himself, why is he here?

Chen Hang's student card was embedded in the phone case, and when he reached the card reader and was about to open the door, the person in his arm suddenly said, "Don't move."

His hand stopped in the cold winter night, not because of this sentence, but because Lin Cha suddenly turned in front of him in the next second and hugged him.

Lin Cha and Alvin are about the same height, and their eyes are more similar in shape, they are both big and agile, but Alvin's pupil color is blue with a touch of green.

Chen Hang remembered that every time he sent Alvin home downstairs, he would hug him like this, and then he would raise his head, pestering for a kiss.

Lin Cha didn't raise his head, he just hugged Chen Hang quietly, passing his arms under his armpit, forming a pair of parallel lines on his broad back.

Chen Hang thought that he must have misunderstood the person, just like he thought he was Alvin at first sight.

Chen Hang was immersed in the memories, almost standing there in a daze.He felt that he should push Lin Cha away, but he wanted some consolation from it.

Until an adult male's deep voice sounded behind him: "Is that enough?"

Lin Cha, who was about to fall asleep standing up, trembled all over her heart, and looked in the direction of the voice together with Chen Hang.

Yan Minglu stood coldly, looking at the pair of young people who were friendly.He held a bouquet of roses in his hand, head down, blooming decadently in the cold night.