"Underground Love" rollover scene

"I regret it." Dou Kun said.

Hao Yuchen put down his chopsticks, wondering for a moment, "What?"

Dou Kun took out a napkin, wiped and rinsed his mouth slowly, and then said to Hao Yuchen with a smile: "I regret it. It was agreed in the hotel to keep the physical|physical relationship, so I don't want it. I thought about it." Yes, I thought clearly, from the very beginning, I just wanted to be your boyfriend."

Hao Yuchen was slightly taken aback, not knowing what to say.

He is good at trying to figure out people's hearts, and he is even better at going around in circles, but he can't face the fierce attack of the straight ball boy.

It was not the first time that Dou Kun blurted out such words, but Hao Yuchen still couldn't adapt.I feel awkward in my heart, there are panic and a little excitement that I can't express.

"So?" Hao Yuchen asked.

Dou Kun grinned and shrugged, "I don't care, I want to chase you."

"Chasing me?" For some reason, Hao Yuchen's mind flashed some embarrassing scenes in old movies, where one party chased and blocked the other with roses in their hands.

Dou Kun's eyes were extremely firm, as if he had made a decision after some serious thinking, "Yes!"

"You want to fall in love so much?" Hao Yuchen didn't know whether to cry or laugh, "Are you sure about falling in love with an uncle my age?"

"determine."

"But I can't." Hao Yuchen's joking tone couldn't conceal the seriousness in his words, "I have no interest in dating anymore. The only thing that can make me happy is work."

Dou Kun leaned forward, "You don't have to do anything, just don't criticize me, avoid me, or accept any kindness from me just because I like you."

However, Hao Yuchen sighed and leaned back in his chair, his tone unavoidably begging for mercy, "Let me go, even if we can pass my level, we won't be able to go for long. I can't afford it."

"I don't want it for a long time or anything. I just want you to know that my liking for you is not just nonsense. As for you, there is a high probability that you can also like me."

"Too confident?" Hao Yuchen smiled and turned his head away, his eyes had already started to dodge.

Some pictures of drinking with Zeng Yi the night before gradually surfaced, and Dou Kun knew something about Hao Yuchen and Han Feicheng's past.

Therefore, he could fully understand Hao Yuchen's current closed state.

If a person once loved very sincerely and passionately, but the other party treats his "love" like dirt and dust and tramples under his feet.So even if this person has a strong heart, he will inevitably suffer a huge blow.

Especially for someone like Hao Yuchen, who originally planned to love only one person for the rest of his life, he has shrunk back into his tortoise shell since then, vowing to die that he will never poke his head out again to find the possibility of a new relationship.

After all, his sincerity had already been fed to the dogs.

Dou Kun really likes Hao Yuchen, so when listening to Zeng Yi tell about those things, he feels especially uncomfortable.

If he could have been born seven or eight years earlier, if the person Hao Yuchen met when he was young was himself, then Hao Yuchen might not stand in the cold corridor of the Korean restaurant and ask him coldly not to meddle in his own business.

Dou Kun is powerless to undo what happened so long ago, so the only thing he can do for Hao Yuchen at this moment is to prove it personally.

It proves that Han Feicheng's attitude towards Hao Yuchen, no matter then or now, is far less important than Hao Yuchen thought.

It is true that the wrongly paid years are irreversible, but there are still people who deserve to work together to understand what "love" is.

Love is something you want, and it is never scarce, unless it is a rejection from the bottom of your heart.

"Hao Yuchen," Dou Kun's eyes darkened again, "What are you afraid of?"

Hao Yuchen didn't know what to do with Dou Kun.In his view, he and Dou Kun are always people in two worlds.After thirty, I no longer expect anything extravagantly, especially love.

He didn't want to delay a boy's longing for beautiful love. He felt that some people were willing to spend time on him because they were naive and stupid.

Hao Yuchen has no energy for this kind of game. He only knows that if he is clear-headed enough, he should spend the same amount of energy on what should be spent, such as work, so that he can gain more sense of security.

Compared with the ethereal "you love me", "I love you", "you don't love me", "I don't love you", the money in your pocket and the word of mouth in the industry are more real.

He confessed to Dou Kun in the most direct way possible, but he didn't expect that the other party was much more stubborn than he imagined.

"I'm not afraid..." Hao Yuchen wanted to defend himself.

"Then don't refuse, at least don't regard me as your burden, don't try to dissuade me or scare me away." Dou Kun leaned forward again, and a strong sense of oppression came out immediately.

"Don't...hehe..." Hao Yuchen was still stubborn, "You shouldn't waste time on me at your age, we can't play together, you should fight with children your age, quarreling is also a kind of fun. And I Can't take it."

"We're just like this, together quietly, as long as I stay by your side, can't you?" What Dou Kun wanted was always simple.

Hao Yuchen's throat moved slightly, and the corners of the leftover side dishes on the dinner plate became darker and darker.He didn't want to get entangled with Dou Kun any more on this matter, and thought he had explained everything that should be said.

"Then you can do whatever you want." In the end, Hao Yuchen smiled helplessly, but felt sad in his heart as if he had lost something.

It felt like he had been swimming in the flood for a long time, and finally someone handed him a piece of driftwood. He could have lowered his face and crawled ashore on the wood to survive, but he pretended not to see it.

Going to miss it.Hao Yuchen exhaled lightly.

"Okay." Dou Kun got up, tilted his head and kissed Hao Yuchen's cheek, and immediately fled away as soon as his lips touched.

Hao Yuchen raised his hand to touch his face, and frowned slightly, feeling that he was just a cowardly bastard who didn't deserve Dou Kun's liking at all.

That night, Dou Kun consciously did not stay at Hao Yuchen's house, and left after dinner.

In the empty room, Hao Yuchen stared at the computer in a daze. Thinking of Dou Kun's words about love or not, he thought it was funny and at the same time felt like he was hooked by something.

After shaking the mouse a few times, the computer turned on again.Hao Yuchen closed the document and opened a small game called "Midnight Bar" on the desktop.

Since Xia Quan sent him the game, he would click on it from time to time to play.In the game, he can actually be himself, and he fell in love with this game a little bit.

"I'm being pursued by a seven-year-old boy, what should I do?" Dou Kun asked a red-haired girl in the game.

The girl in the game shrugged her shoulders, and a line of words appeared in the bubble above her head. Hao Yuchen took a closer look, and it said: "Once you really need love, you will find that it is waiting for you. [quote]"

"So I need love?" Hao Yuchen smiled and typed another line.

The red-haired girl blinked her eyes, "It seems so."

Before going to bed, Hao Yuchen habitually looked at his mobile phone, and Dou Kun sent a message on the top of WeChat: Go to bed early, what do you want to eat tomorrow morning?

Has this already started?Hao Yuchen poked in Dou Kun's business card, twirled his fingers around the opened "Top Chat" a few times, and finally backed out as it was.

He suspected that this was set by Dou Kun himself with his fingers, and decided not to delete it. It would be nice to see the handsome head of the little handsome guy.At this moment, he hesitated inexplicably.

"Alas..." Hao Yuchen sighed and put down his phone, turned down the temperature of the air conditioner and pulled up the quilt.

Early the next morning, Dou Kun knocked on the door.Hao Yuchen suffered from insomnia again the night before, and now he regrets picking up Dou Kun and revealing his home address.

But he couldn't bear to let Dou Kun stand alone at the door as if he was punished.Hao Yuchen struggled a bit, but got up and went to open the door.

Outside the door, Dou Kun was carrying the special breakfast packed by Fumanlou, and a table was set up in the blink of an eye.

"It's a rare weekend, take a good rest at home and eat something good." Dou Kun was as busy as he was at his own home.

Hao Yuchen scratched his hair that was disheveled in sleep, and drooped his shoulders, "I'm resting..."

"Hi!" Dou Kun was full of energy, and seemed to be a little bit excited, "You sleep with you, I am absolutely quiet."

After finishing speaking, Dou Kun swiped his mouth, as if zipping it.

Hao Yuchen went back to the bedroom and pulled up the quilt, staring at the ceiling for a long time, no trace of drowsiness left.

He got up and opened the bedroom door again. Dou Kun was standing on the balcony holding the shower and looking at the flowers he had watered the day before.

"Sleep?" Dou Kun asked Hao Yuchen.

Hao Yuchen washed up briefly, ate some breakfast bought by Dou Kun, and then went back to the study.

He is the kind of person who really feels uncomfortable without a job for a moment.

In fact, Hao Yuchen just clicked on "Midnight Bar".The red-haired girl stayed up all night, and was a little happy to see Hao Yuchen early in the morning, "Shall we go shopping again?"

Hao Yuchen lazily greeted him, seeing that it was getting late, he decided to call Xia Quan.

Xia Quan is a technical nerd, a student majoring in software engineering in a first-class university, relying on the family's money, he does not go out to find a job, and stays at home all day doing various developments to satisfy his selfish desires.

"Midnight Bar" is one of his many projects. Although it is already online, it is not known to the public. It is just a small game shrunk in a small corner.

Hao Yuchen would play online whenever he had time recently, chatting with various characters in the bar, relaxing and decompressing, and at the same time feeling more and more that Xia Quan is a genius for designing games.Hao Yuchen especially likes the concept of "a paradise for social terror".

In the real world, being yourself is at most just a slogan. Too many people can't follow their hearts and release the real me hidden in their bodies.

Therefore, he wanted to ask Xia Quan if he had any ideas for game promotion.

In the eyes of advertising man Hao Yuchen, this game is obviously a piece of fat.If you can win the advertising agency as soon as possible, and then add appropriate marketing, you will definitely make a lot of money in the future.

After hearing Hao Yuchen's thoughts, Xia Quan also seemed a little excited.

After all, although tech nerds are nerds, they also understand the power of capital.As long as he can get the first pot of gold in his career, his position in the family will be stable, and in the future, the label of "the second generation of rich people in a dead house" can be smoothly transformed into a "new entrepreneurial youth".

Hao Yuchen and Xia Quan were talking about their thoughts on the phone, and some bits and pieces drifted into Dou Kun's ears unconsciously.

When Hao Yuchen hung up the phone, Dou Kun put down the shower and stretched his neck to poke inside, "What game? Let me play too?"

Hao Yuchen waved with a smile, logged out of the game, and let Dou Kun sit in his chair.

"Midnight Bar", the design is simple, the picture quality is simple, and the sound effect is more like random patchwork.If such a game hadn't appeared on Hao Yuchen's computer interface, Dou Kun wouldn't have taken a second look at it.

However, the amazing thing is that after registering an account and answering dozens of questions similar to psychological tests, Dou Kun was quite satisfied with the automatically generated little people.

Just like on the way to the "Eastern Palace", Dou Kun was walking on the way to the "Midnight Bar", full of expectations.