minister under clothes

In this lifetime, Lu Qingyi will never forget how he left Beijing.

He left crying.

Dragging a small suitcase, weeping bitterly at the airport was extremely miserable.

All the unwillingness, all the reluctance, all the anger and hatred in my heart poured out with tears.

What's the use?

No use at all.

At that time, Lu Qingyi swore to himself that this was allowed, and it was the last useless thing.

Under the difficult situation at that time, Lu Qingyi had no choice but to accept Wang Zijin's suggestion, and went to Paris to study art appreciation with the money from selling the house.

Because apart from this, he has no other way to leave Beijing quickly to avoid Gabrielle's surveillance.

Of course, this help is not a condition for exchanging affection.

Fortunately, Wang Zijin also understood the truth, and applied for a degree in Cambridge when he returned home. It took him a long time to return to Paris.

The first days in France were very difficult.

Too high consumption often makes Lu Qingyi even reluctant to eat. On weekends when he doesn't have to go to language school for tutoring, he usually just takes a piece of bread and sits in Shakespeare's bookstore for a whole day.

Tired of reading, I think about the time when I sang for Yan Tou here, although loneliness is also a rare comfort.

I remember that it was a humid summer afternoon when I finally got my favorite admission letter.

Lu Qingyi was about to go to a nearby restaurant to work, when he accidentally found a letter in the mailbox, and finally showed his first smile in France.

——He never thought he was smart, and the French exam almost cost him half his life. Fortunately, he was appreciated by the school because of the many awards he received in previous performances as a blessing.

Because of the obsession in his heart, Lu Qingyi worked extraordinarily hard in his studies, and was quite loved by his teachers. In his sophomore year, he accidentally obtained the qualification as an intern in the art shop opened by his teacher, and got rid of the financial difficulties. overly burdensome.

Living in a foreign country, it is inevitable to recall the past.

Thank you that time is a good medicine, which smoothed out his sharp pain day after day, and turned everything he experienced in this life into a more calming precipitation.

Lu Qingyi gradually got used to it, gradually became more confident, and gradually felt that the life in front of him was not lacking in hope.

When he started to let go of all the things he shouldn't have picked up, how could he not believe that the life he really wanted would eventually arrive late after a twist in the future.

The pure white exhibition hall was silent, and the fragrance of flowers and coffee wafted everywhere.

Lu Qingyi rushed here after finishing the class as usual, changed into a decent suit and uniform, and replaced the new paintings requested by the teacher with his hands in white gloves.

Nearly 20 years old is the age when a boy's body grows crazily. He has grown a lot taller, and his figure is still beautiful and elegant. He didn't bother to take care of the long hair at the beginning, but just combed it from the back randomly, and the hair that fell out occasionally The delicate face is outlined, which complements the surrounding environment that is about to be refined into dust.

I have to admit that his appearance has added a lot to the competition for this internship job.

And because he finally let go of his reserve and learned the ways of the world, not only made the teacher happy to see him, but also gradually had a number of regular customers to bring income.

After Lu Qingyi put the painting away, he re-erected the silver fence connected with red strings, and then stood beside it quietly admiring it.

When he was distracted, someone tapped his shoulder suddenly.

Then Wang Zijin's laughter came: "You are indeed here."

Lu Qingyi raised his eyes and looked back: "When did you come back?"

Wang Zijin was carrying a big bag, dressed casually, and looked youthful: "Just now, tomorrow is Christmas, of course I have to go home."

He was studying in England, and the two hadn't seen each other for almost three months. Although Wang Zijin would call, he never got a warm response from Lu Qingyi.

However, considering that others have completed the procedures for going abroad for me, the attitude of gratitude that I should have should not be wiped out just because I am liked.

Lu Qingyi said softly: "Then I'll treat you to dinner when I get off work."

"It's good to go to your apartment to eat, I want to eat Chinese food." Wang Zijin's green eyes were curved, he knew that Lu Qingyi was not rich, and he would never accept his own help, so he expressed his position considerately.

Lu Qingyi nodded, turned around and brought him a cup of coffee: "Just take a look first."

Wang Zijin took it, but his eyes never left his figure. Lu Qingyi, who was explaining to the guests, couldn't help but feel like sitting on pins and needles because of this intriguing gaze.

On the table are still ordinary vegetarian dishes that you would eat on weekdays. In order to receive guests, a hearty crucian carp soup was added.

Lu Qingyi doesn't eat meat, this is of course for Wang Zijin to enjoy.

Wang Zijin was also very face-saving, he ate almost all of it, and praised sincerely: "The cooking skills are getting better and better."

"No way, I will do it only when you come." Lu Qingyi got up to clean up the dishes and brought him some fruit.

Wang Zijin hurried to help: "That is my honor."

It's a pity that he was spoiled and spoiled. After breaking the plate, he was kicked out of the kitchen.

Lu Qingyi worked very neatly, and quickly washed his hands and walked back to the living room, saying: "Your parents must be waiting for you, and you are still here, I really don't know how to care about them."

"I haven't told them yet, but I want to see you first." Wang Zijin said, "I miss you."

I don't know how many times I heard this kind of words, and I don't know how many times I rejected them. Seeing that he didn't know how to give up, Lu Qingyi didn't respond anymore, but just sat coldly in the corner of the sofa a little far away.

The soft light of the setting sun melted on his increasingly beautiful and flawless face, enough to become anyone's male god, how could he be put down suddenly.

In order to break the embarrassment, Wang Zijin quickly rummaged through the bag: "I almost forgot your Christmas present."

Opening the carefully packaged large box, it turned out to be a row of small dolls of Peking Opera characters.

Lu Qingyi liked it very much, held it in his hand and looked at it for a while, and finally smiled: "Thank you."

Seeing the gentle eyebrows that finally stretched out, Wang Zijin couldn't help but feel flustered, and said without hesitation: "Sing me a play."

Lu Qingyi immediately turned cold: "As I said, I won't sing anymore when Grandpa is not here."

This decision stemmed from guilt, he was a little afraid to recall the days when the old man taught him sternly, and he did not dare to recall his uselessness and cowardice.

Wang Zijin blinked regretfully.

Lu Qingyi was a little tired, turned his head and said: "Go home quickly, you already understand my decision, why torture yourself."

"I understand, but I can't give up." Wang Zijin tugged at the cuff of his baseball jersey a little nervously, then suddenly raised his head and said, "You always feel that my feelings for you are castles in the sky, and they are not worth mentioning at all, but for me In terms of all the feelings, it is real, Yan Tou is more perfect in your heart, because I have not given me the same opportunity to treat you well."

Just hearing this name, Lu Qingyi felt chills all over his body.

"Even now I still remember the first time I saw you, I remember you standing on the stage singing Farewell My Concubine, I remember the dazzling bright yellow costumes, I remembered standing in the corner like a fool for a long time, I didn't even know You are a man or a woman, so I fell in love with you inexplicably." Wang Zijin said a little excitedly, then changed his words after a while: "No, it is not inexplicable, meeting you is a happy thing for me."

Lu Qingyi looked at the air, his expression didn't change much: "That's all your own imagination."

"Why can't you give me a little response, you have only been with Yan Tou for a few months, but you have been away from him for two years!" Wang Zijin suddenly grabbed Lu Qingyi's wrist forcefully.

Lu Qingyi was frightened and couldn't help shrinking back.

Immediately afterwards, a very violent kiss was pressed against his lips. The force was not like that of the gentle Wang Zijin. Lu Qingyi felt his eyes go dark, accompanied by the smell of blood that instantly spread from his mouth. He was pressed down on the sofa in embarrassment.

He was out of breath, struggling and fighting as if losing his mind, bit the tip of Wang Zijin's tongue mercilessly, and then hit him hard on the face.

Wang Zijin was stunned, straightened up and looked at the disheveled and trembling Lu Qingyi, and finally regained his senses: "...I'm sorry."

"Yan Tou has never been perfect, and his shortcomings can't be exhausted... But I like him, I will always like him, and I will never like you." Lu Qingyi's eyes were full of hostility: "Wang Zijin, you just consumed the money. This is the last bit of my gratitude to you, from now on, I am willing to help you when you are in trouble, but it is impossible to be friends with you again."

Hearing this, Wang Zijin was also a little annoyed: "I have never been short of any friends!"

It's eerie cold in Paris near the end of the year.

The housekeeper drove a luxury car to the side of the somewhat crude building. Seeing Wang Zijin striding down, he hurried up to meet him and said with a smile, "Master Noah, Merry Christmas."

Wang Zijin's face was bruised and swollen from the beating, and his expression was very ugly. He threw the bag containing simple luggage to him and said, "I'm not happy at all."

The story of this rather precocious young master running around the world in pursuit of a Chinese boy is well known in their social circles. The housekeeper smiled kindly: "You will always impress him."

Wang Zijin didn't say a word, but she let go of the pretended kindness in her eyes, and cast an evil look at Lu Qingyi's window.

The curtains moved slightly.

He turned his head and hummed again: "I hope so."

Yan Tou, who was so difficult to deal with, was defeated by himself, how could the lonely Lu Qingyi escape from his grasp?

It's too easy to get the body, and getting the heart is the purpose worth occupying his energy.

Wang Zijin only increased his self-confidence, got into the car and left dissatisfied.

Lu Qingyi, who was hiding at home and peeping, sighed deeply.

In fact, he was afraid.

If Wang Zijin really wanted to force himself, how could he avoid humiliation other than death?

This once again reminded Lu Qingyi cruelly with the facts: if he can't become strong as soon as possible, he will still be able to own nothing, fight for nothing, and always be crushed to death like an ant. Even if grandpa died so tragically, he couldn't ask for justice.

Even thinking about someone in the bottom of my heart... can't protect each other properly.

But the world is so big, he has no one to depend on, what price does he have to pay for the so-called power?

Lu Qingyi held the curtain tightly, shaking violently as if sick.

After a long time, he suddenly returned to normal, raised his eyes completely calm and clear, and even drew a smile with the corner of his mouth.

If God knows, he will find that this smile is very similar to the expression Yan Tou made when facing his mother back then.