After cohabiting with the old enemy contract

The four of them came to an old hot pot restaurant in Linzifang.

The layout of the store imitates the hot pot restaurants in Yan City a hundred years ago, and the traditional copper pots are used in the store.

There is a screen on the left and right sides of each table, separating it from the adjacent table.

Shen Mingshuo scalded a piece of mutton and ate it most vigorously: "The food in London is not authentic, this time I want to eat it to my heart's content."

Luo Qisheng brought Cheng Zhan a big bowl of mutton, beef, squid slippery, quail eggs...

Shen Mingshuo's eyes were greedy: "Qi Sheng, come on, let your senior brother also have a bowl."

Luo Qisheng took two pieces of fried tofu to perfuse him.

Shen Mingshuo: "..."

Lin Yan didn't have much appetite, and after sitting down, he was listless.

Lin Yan touched the bruise on his face, hesitantly said: "This was beaten by my dad."

Father Lin has always loved Lin Yan very much. This time the Lin family was in crisis, and Lin Yan was ordered in the face of danger.

Cheng Zhan frowned: "Why? What happened?"

Lin Yan lowered his head, staring at the only fish ball in the bowl: "I slept with someone, it was a man."

Cheng Zhan: "??"

Luo Qisheng raised his eyebrows.

Only Shen Mingshuo still ate happily, as if nothing happened, and didn't hear what Lin Yan was saying.

"Who is it?" Cheng Zhan asked.

"..." Lin Yan was silent for a while, "I don't know each other. We met in a bar in London. I drank too much at that time, so..."

When Lin Yan said this, he never raised his eyes, "My brother knew about it and told my dad."

Just as Cheng Zhan wanted to comfort Lin Yan, Luo Qisheng, who hadn't spoken much, suddenly said, "Is it because you want to defend the other party, or he won't let you speak."

Lin Yan pursed his lips tightly.

Cheng Zhan understood: "Mumu, do you know who it is, and you want to protect him?"

Lin Yan shook his head: "I will never have anything to do with him again."

Cheng Zhan was helpless, but looked at Shen Mingshuo with vague eyes: "Your family will not agree to such a thing. The Lin family's family style is stricter than those in the circle, and you have been the pride of the Lin family since you were young. If Mr. Lin If you know who slept with his son, maybe you will find someone to kill him."

Shen Mingshuo raised his eyes, squinted his eyes, and the corner of his mouth curled up with an inexplicable arc: "Is your father really going to kill me?"

Lin Yan bit his lips until his color faded: "Yes."

"Brother, Lin Yan is not the person you flirt with in the bar." This was the first time Luo Qisheng spoke to Shen Mingshuo in a particularly serious manner.

"Junior Brother, you know very well what I am like. If I want to sleep with someone, it must be because of your love." Shen Mingshuo turned to Lin Yan, "Mumu, did I ask you before going to bed?"

Lin Yan lowered his head: "Yes. It's your love and my wish."

Shen Mingshuo looked at him, his eyes darkened: "I told you, each other takes what they need, just for fun, there will be no next time."

Lin Yan: "Yes."

Lin Yan said again: "Mr. Shen, don't worry, there will be no next time for us."

Shen Mingshuo nodded: "Yes. This is the best."

Lin Yan took a few deep breaths, with a faint smile on his face, very embarrassed: "Eat hot pot, don't let me spoil your interest."

Cheng Zhan looked at Shen Mingshuo with a bad expression: "Mr. Shen, I hope there will be no next time."

Shen Mingshuo waved his hand: "Definitely not, I don't talk about feelings for those who have a one-night stand."

Lin Yan took a piece of beef and put it in his mouth. The beef had tendons and was a bit hard to chew.

Except for Shen Mingshuo, the other three probably couldn't bear to eat a hot pot meal.

Lin Yan repeatedly emphasized that he was fine, but the other people present were neither stupid nor blind, they just chose to remain silent, not wanting to embarrass this person.

When the meal was almost finished, the store brought a plate of fruit.

Shen Mingshuo inserted a piece of cantaloupe: "Qisheng, who do you plan to send in China for the training activity at the headquarters next week?"

Luo Qisheng said: "Not yet."

Shen Mingshuo complained, "I found out that the lecturer this time is probably the director of the investment department, Fan Lun, that old guy, who is known as the tough judge of the headquarters."

Shen Mingshuo poked him with an elbow, and teased: "I was thinking that if you don't like someone, you should just throw them over, and you'll be sure to get the bones back."

"talk later."

After leaving the gate of the hot pot restaurant, the night wind blowing against the face dissipated the heat of the hot pot, making people sober.

Shen Mingshuo patted Lin Yan's shoulder, and said calmly, "Mumu, I'll take you back."

Lin Yan replied politely: "Okay."

The night lights in Linzifang came on.

On both sides of the long gravel road, street lamps scattered starlight all over the place.

Cheng Zhan put his hands in his coat pockets and walked very slowly: "Mumu is true to Shen Mingshuo."

Luo Qisheng walked beside him side by side: "If you have a chance, you should persuade him not to be interested in Shen Mingshuo. Brother is a good man, but definitely not a good lover."

Cheng Zhan tilted his head and glanced at him.

Luo Qisheng said lightly: "He was like this when he was in the United States. He was used to looking for fun in nightclubs. When he fell in love with him, he went crazy all night. After dawn, he went his own way."

Luo Qisheng shrugged, "At that time, he also introduced a few people to me. Sun Rongrong seems to have met in some venue, but I'm not very familiar with it."

"It can be seen. Mumu is very simple, and he is an old hand who can't stop him at all." Cheng Zhan said, "You also tell your senior brother not to provoke Mumu again."

"it is good."

The lights are newly on, and small stalls of various colors are set up on the square in the square to attract tourists.

Luo Qisheng and Cheng Zhan wandered among them.

The light of the street lamp stretched the shadows of the two people very long, and where the shoulders and legs met, the shadows merged together.

Cheng Zhan suddenly thought carefully, and leaned in Luo Qisheng's direction calmly, so the two shadows merged more closely together.

Luo Qisheng: "..."

The senior is naive again.

Luo Qisheng pulled Cheng Zhan closer to him: "What's the point of the shadow being so close?"

Cheng Zhan broke free from him awkwardly: "They're all human, so be serious."

Luo Qisheng was very serious: "I want to be closer to the senior."

Cheng Zhan glared at him deliberately: "Senior doesn't want to."

The two came to the middle of the square, where an ice cream truck was parked, and there were already many people in front of the truck.

Suddenly, cheers erupted from the crowd, followed by a couple of young couples who came out with an ice cream cone in their hands.

This mobile ice cream shop is running an event, as long as couples kiss in public, they can get a pair of cones for free.

The conditions of the game are too simple. Many lovers kiss passionately, and there are a few couples who refuse to let go of the kiss.

At this time, a pair of boys squeezed out from the crowd holding hands, and one of them raised his hand and said, "Let's come."

"Wow!"

"What a cute little brother!"

"The two are a good match!"

The cheers from the crowd grew louder.

The boy who raised his hands wrapped his hands around the waist of the other, and the two of them intertwined their lips///tongues under the watchful eyes of everyone, and made a deep mouth, which attracted bursts of wild cries from passers-by!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Little brother is blushing!"

"Wow! This pair of CPs knocked me off!"

Cheng Zhan looked at Luo Qisheng beside him, and Luo Qisheng happened to look over at the same time.

Cheng Zhan grinned: "Young people are crazy."

Luo Qisheng: "Yes."

However, within two steps of the two self-proclaimed elderly people, Luo Qisheng pulled Cheng Zhan to stop.

Cheng Zhan: "What's wrong?"

Luo Qisheng: "I want to eat a cone."

Cheng Zhan nodded: "I'll go buy it."

Luo Qisheng pointed at the ice cream truck: "The kind you give away."

Cheng Zhan thought for a while: "Wait."

Luo Qisheng stayed where he was, and saw Cheng Zhan running to the ice cream truck, not knowing what he had said to the clerk.

Afterwards, Cheng Zhan got into the car.

Cheng Zhan walked back holding a large ice cream cone wrapped several layers, and handed it to Luo Qisheng.

Cheng Zhan said with a smile, "It's been a long time since I made ice cream, so you'll have to."

Luo Qisheng took the cone, chocolate and vanilla, the two flavors are intertwined, there is no need to compromise.

Luo Qisheng took a bite helplessly.

Cheng Zhan looked at him, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and said softly, "Luo Qisheng, are you going to kiss me?"

In the stone alley of Linzifang, the light of the street lamps outside is scattered in.

But they can only see the blurred outlines of each other, unable to distinguish their expressions.

Cheng Zhan leaned against the wall, his eyes were light, and he looked at Luo Qisheng casually.

Luo Qisheng pinched the cone, the ice cream circled on it gradually melted on his fingers.

In the darkness, Luo Qisheng's voice was also dark: "What about the senior? Are you still afraid?"

"Yes." Cheng Zhan answered crisply.

Luo Qisheng's breath froze: "What is the senior afraid of?"

Cheng Zhan tried his best to open his eyes, trying to catch Luo Qisheng's gaze in the dark.

But I heard Luo Qisheng say again: "I'm not like senior brother, I don't have one-night//love. I have, only the senior. I want to be the person ///love, and you are the only one."

Cheng Zhan listened silently.

Luo Qisheng lowered his head slightly, and got closer and closer to Cheng Zhan, so close that their lips would touch each other almost in a second.

"You don't need to like me, you just need to stay by my side."

Cheng Zhan felt that he was about to suffocate, all his breath was robbed by the person in front of him, and his heart was beating wildly.

As long as Luo Qisheng goes one step further, Cheng Zhan believes that he will no longer be able to maintain his rationality.

Luo Qisheng's lips moved closer and closer: "Ah Zhan, I just hope you don't be afraid of me anymore. No matter what the reason is, at any time, don't be afraid because of me, don't be afraid of my touch."

Cheng Zhan trembled and closed his eyes, his consciousness was collapsing, and he was anxiously expecting Luo Qisheng's little touch.

Cheng Zhan's hand grabbed Luo Qisheng's at some point, and the melted ice cream fell down his palm, and the cold feeling slid over the old scar on his palm.

The coolness stabbed Cheng Zhan violently.

He opened his eyes suddenly, filled with endless fear.

The harsh words of the woman came to mind one after another.

"A Zhan, are you trying to kill him?"

"Look at the person you like and leave yourself. Do you want to be like me?"

"If you don't like it, you won't get hurt. Ah Zhan, why don't you remember the pain."

Cheng Zhan wanted to push Luo Qisheng away, but he grabbed his wrist tightly.

Luo Qisheng ruthlessly pulled the man in front of him, and said forcefully: "Senior, I'm not Shen Mingshuo, and you're not Lin Yan. Why did we stop where we were? Why didn't we dare to take a step forward."

Cheng Zhan struggled as hard as he could, but Luo Qisheng grabbed him even tighter. The man seemed to keep asking him until he could not achieve his goal.

"..." Cheng Zhan gave up struggling, lowered his head, and pressed against Luo Qisheng's chest, more like falling into despair step by step, "Because, I'm afraid you will leave me again..."

leave without saying goodbye.

-

That night, Cheng Zhan insisted on going back to his home.

Cheng Zhan lay on the bed, obviously not drinking, but with a splitting headache.

Those old scars on the palm seemed to be torn open, rushing from the palm to the heart arrogantly, tearing out the pain like a whip.

Cheng Zhan held the palm of his hand and muttered in a daze: "Your feelings, your injuries, why should they be imposed on me. Why should my life be at the mercy of you."

"Because you are my son!"

"Ah Zhan! I'm doing it for your own good."

Seven-year-old Cheng Zhan knelt in the yard on the hard concrete floor, staring numbly at Tao Zhen who was standing on the steps.

Tao Zhen was wearing a white dress, which was a wedding dress she made herself.

Tao Zhen smiled horribly, holding a long wooden ruler in her hand: "Is mom so pretty? Will your dad come to marry me?"

However, in the next instant, the smile on the woman's face faded away, turning into a hysterical ferocity.

Grabbing Cheng Zhan's palm, the wooden ruler slapped him hard.

Cheng Zhan flinched in pain, but was grabbed by Tao Zhen forcefully.

Tao Zhen seemed to have completely forgotten that the person in front of her was her own son, she beat Cheng Zhan desperately like a machine without a soul.

"Remember! Cheng Beishan is not a good person, and none of the Cheng family is a good person! All those who cheat their feelings are not good people."

"A Zhan, I will stare at you, and keep staring at you."

"As long as you like, I will not allow it."

"Ah Zhan, I'm doing it for your own good."

……

Cheng Zhan was half asleep and half awake until the middle of the night, as if he had been severely whipped, and broke out in a cold sweat.

The screen of the mobile phone by the bed was flickering, Cheng Zhan grabbed it and glanced at it.

Chess piece: [I want to arrange for you to go to the headquarters next week for advanced training. 】