Intrigue game

No. 37 Gedong Road is a well-known noodle shop in Haicheng. The owner has opened the shop for more than ten years and has a good reputation for his craftsmanship, but he has been too lazy to name the noodle shop. There has been an endless stream, because there is no store name, customers who like to come to eat noodles here will call "No. 37" and "No. 37". After a long time, it has become the name of the noodle shop.

In the evening, the front of the alley was full of cars, but the entrance of the alley was reserved for people to enter and exit. Two men of similar height entered the noodle shop at this time.

After ordering two large bowls of pork shredded noodles, the two of them sat down at the old small table, waited for the hot noodles to be served, and ate them in big mouthfuls. After eating the noodles, they each poured a cup of hot tea. Only then did I have time to speak.

"Boss Chen's noodles are still so authentic. They taste the same as when I was studying, and even the price is the same as before." Qiu Yue looked up at the menu card, with a smile full of nostalgia.

"Although the taste of the noodles has not changed, the people who eat them have changed." Fu Linsheng took a sip of hot tea, adapting well to this simple environment, without any unnaturalness.

Qiu Yue smiled, "Isn't it? Things have changed for a long time."

"It's a good thing to change. If not, how could I meet you."

Qiu Yue snorted lightly, "You're so slick in your love talk, it seems you're really well-trained."

Fu Linsheng smiled, "If you admit that this is jealousy, I will be very happy."

"Hey, don't push yourself. Our relationship is defined by you." Qiu Yue laughed.

"Oh? What's the relationship? Bed partner? Friends with benefits? Or lover? I don't seem to have said anything, it's all your own thinking."

Qiu Yue narrowed her eyes, "You didn't say that at the beginning."

Fu Linsheng stroked his chin, and jokingly said: "It's embarrassing to be a teacher too well. When the students are young, they don't know whether to be happy or sad."

Qiu Yue looked at him with a half-smile, "Qianlang usually dies on the beach, you are doing well."

Qiu Yue always remembered the scene when Fu Linsheng stood in front of him and gave him a choice of going to bed as a course.

At that time, Fu Linsheng was not only a savior in Qiu Yue's eyes, but also a powerful existence who gave him a new life.He taught him things that he had never seriously thought about in the past 20 years.

After the second surgery on Qiu Yue's face, Fu Linsheng went to the ward and taught him a brand new lesson on his unrecovered face.

He said, "Since you are a man, no one should be under pressure. A relationship has something to give and take. Being under pressure is a kind of compromise, but this kind of compromise should come from feelings. A real man should be up-to-date and up-to-date. down."

Before that, Qiu Yue always believed that Fu Linsheng was strong and domineering, and resistance was not allowed to him at all, but that time, Fu Linsheng's words made him have new feelings, and at the same time refreshed his understanding of Fu Linsheng.

Fu Linsheng said, "Don't think that you are inherently weaker than others. The strong mentality is cultivated slowly. If you feel inferior to others, you will never be able to surpass. This principle also applies in bed, isn't it If you get crushed once, you deserve to be crushed for the rest of your life. For men, going to bed is a physical game. Every time you win, you will get tired of it one day."

Learning to control one's body and not being completely passive in love affairs is a lesson that Qiu Yue must learn.At that time, Fu Linsheng gave him a choice, whether to go to bed or language guidance.

The meaning and effect are completely different between the former and the latter.

Qiu Yue didn't hesitate for too long, he chose to experience it himself.

Three years later, Qiu Yue graduated from every class, but this class was retained.

The bed lessons between him and Fu Linsheng have also changed from simple learning to more complicated, gradually mixed with other things during the time and tempering, but Fu Linsheng never talked about it, and he himself didn't want to think about it.

Fu Linsheng has too many secrets and burdens, and he also has a past that he has to figure out. A simple bed relationship is undoubtedly the easiest for the two of them now. Once there are too many demands, no one can guarantee that they will end up to what extent.

There is only one thing that makes Qiu Yue resentful until now.

Although Fu Linsheng taught him to fight for the top position, but when it comes to bed, he will always have endless means, and it is absolutely impossible for him to be willing to be pushed up, and Qiu Yue's aggressive mentality also comes from this.

Fu Linsheng started to refill Qiu Yue's tea again, and Qiu Yue finally recovered.

Fu Linsheng seemed to find it funny, "You asked me to come here to eat noodles just for the convenience of being in a daze, right?"

"How is it possible!" Qiu Yue took a sip of tea, "How could I do such a boring thing."

"So there's a new game?" Fu Linsheng smiled deeper.

Qiu Yue raised her lips lightly, "The Jiahua Community is not far from Gedong Road, and the weather forecast says it will rain tonight."

Jiahua Community is where Wang Yiming and Wu Lin lived. Since it was raining, they naturally needed someone with an umbrella.

When Wang Yiming returned to his residence, Wu Lin was playing with the piano in a good mood. He nimbly moved his fingers and struck lively music on the piano, with a soft smile on his face, like an elegant Prince, every move attracts people's attention.

One hand pressed hard on the keys of the piano, the transposed note interrupted Wu Lin's performance, and the strangely shaped music hurt people's ears, Wu Lin was startled and turned around in surprise, "Yi Ming? what are you doing?"

Wang Yiming closed the piano cover suddenly, and looked down at Wu Lin with a deep and deep look, as if he wanted to look into the depths of his soul.

Wu Lin's heart was shaken, and he felt strong uneasiness. He tried to suppress the change in his heart, secretly observed Wang Yiming's expression, and tried to find some clues to deal with the inexplicable situation.

"Yiming, what's the matter with you? What happened?" Wu Lin's voice was soft as usual, he even softened his tone, his eyes were cautious.

The expression that could easily soften Wang Yiming's heart in the past was useless at this time, Wang Yiming's face became even colder, and the almost lingering gaze seemed to be able to cut people into pieces, just accepting this kind of gaze is enough. It's chilling.

"Follow me to the study." Wang Yiming didn't say anything, but ordered in a cold voice.

He turned around and walked upstairs, Wu Lin followed behind him anxiously.

What exactly happened that changed Wang Yiming's expression? He was obviously busy with the cooperation between the Fu family and Le Feng this month. What made Wang Yiming rush back at this time? Could it be that the affairs of the Wu family were exposed?No, it's impossible, Wu Sen wouldn't be so stupid as to take action now.

what is the problem……

Wang Yiming entered the study room, turned on the computer, looked up at Wu Lin, and said slowly, "About the past, is there anything you want to tell me now?"

"What past?" Wu Lin was puzzled.

Wang Yiming looked at him quietly, "It's what you told me, and your life abroad."

Wu Lin's heart suddenly turned cold, and the blood in his body seemed to be frozen by countless ice slags, but he still kept a normal smile on his face, "Didn't I tell you all that, it's nothing special, practice piano and go to school after school , it's actually quite boring."

"Really? It's boring?" Wang Yiming deliberately emphasized his tone, and he suddenly smiled, "If this kind of life is also called boring, there are too few things in this world that can be called exciting." He turned the screen to face Wu Forest.

"Can you explain to me the origin of these things?"

The moment Wu Lin's gaze landed on the screen, his entire body froze, his face changed instantly, and his whole body was crumbling like a piece of white paper that would rot if it was torn. In the photo, the whole body trembled.

"Don't you want to explain?" Wang Yiming asked coldly.

"Where did you... these... things come from?" Wu Lin spoke intermittently, his teeth almost biting his lips.

"Someone sent to my mailbox, specifically telling me about your 'boring' life abroad."

Wu Lin's eyes became hateful and ruthless. He picked up the ashtray in his hand and rushed up to slap the computer screen. The whole screen went black in an instant, and cracks like spider webs exploded.

Wu Lin took a breath, his face turned pale, and his eyes turned red instantly.

He squatted down, as if he couldn't bear the blow, and shouted: "This is not me, this is not me..."

Wang Yiming sat on the chair expressionlessly, only holding his hands tightly, "Tell me, why are there photos?"

"I don't know...I don't know..." Wu Lin's tears fell, he looked at Wang Yiming's cold look, as if he had recovered, he ran over and grabbed Wang Yiming's arm, "Yiming, don't do this , don't look at me with this expression, I beg you...I beg you..."

Wang Yiming's eyes moved, and he said softly: "Then what do you want from me? You have lied to me for so long, what else do you want from me? Wu Lin, how much of what you told me was lies?"

"No! I didn't lie to you...except for these...I really didn't lie to you...you believe me, okay?" Wu Lin's tears rolled down his fair cheeks and into his neck, There were bright red marks on his lips bitten by him, but he clung to Wang Yiming tightly and choked up his words, "I didn't know at the time... I drank the juice they gave me... I don't know what happened after that. remembered……"

"Really?" Wang Yiming finally smiled, but it was a sneer. He raised Wu Lin's chin, eye to eye, "Although the screen was smashed, the photo is still there. If you don't remember it, let me tell you, it's facing the camera. You smile so beautifully." He gently stroked Wu Lin's face, as if he was warm with his lover, but his tone was colder than ever before, "The little son of the Wu family is just a bitch who can do his best. people."

Wu Lin was stunned. He stared at Wang Yiming in a daze, as if he didn't believe that he would say such a thing. Silent tears fell down his eyes. He trembled all over, and slowly let go of Wang Yiming's hand.

"Yiming, you really don't believe me...why?"

"No reason, isn't that you in the photo?"

Wu Lin's body trembled, as if he couldn't breathe. He bit his lip and said word by word: "The first thing a true lover thinks of when seeing this kind of thing is not to blame and doubt, but to worry that the lover has suffered. What, have you been wronged and insulted? Why don't you believe me, why do you treat me like this...I hate you, Wang Yiming, I hate you..." The emotions that could not be suppressed erupted in an instant, and Wu Lin ran out suddenly Went out of the study, went downstairs, and rushed out of the house.

Wang Yiming threw the smashed screen to the ground, and there was a loud bang, and Wang Yiming leaned back in the seat, his face full of gloom.

It was pouring rain outside at night, and the slippers Wu Lin was wearing had long since disappeared. He was drenched in the heavy rain, and he walked forward in a daze.Part of the grievance and helplessness in front of Wang Yiming was pretending, but he was really hurt when he saw those old things. At that time, his fallen self left such ugly things because of indulgence. The disappeared photos actually appeared in front of him again, and were sent to Wang Yiming's mailbox.

For the first time, Wu Lin felt scared, even terrified.

Why did the past that he had thrown away a long time ago reappear!He hates...he hates so much...

The heavy rain fell into his eyes, and he shivered from the cold. He took out his mobile phone tremblingly, flipped it over and over, and finally stayed on a number.

He hesitated for a while, and finally dialed it out with trembling hands, with a trembling voice, "Hello..."

Ten minutes later, a black car stopped in front of him, and a man in a long windbreaker got out of the driver's seat. Holding a black umbrella, he walked slowly to his side, protecting him from the wind and rain above his head.

Wu Lin who was shrinking on the ground slowly raised his head, the rain blurred his vision, but he saw the tenderness in the man's eyes, tears fell down all at once.

Qiu Yue moved the umbrella towards him, ignoring her wet shoulders, stretched out her hand towards Wu Lin, and said softly, "Let's go, I'll take you home."