The wicked have their own evil

After that time, Zitong occasionally sent him messages, or made desserts for him to send over.

Zhang Chi was lying on the bed, propping the back of his head with his hands, looking at his phone with complicated emotions in his eyes.Zitong said he still liked him, he believed it, but the lump in his heart still remained.He did not deny that when Shen Hua narrated the events of those years, and narrated what happened to Zitong in those years, his heart was cut by a knife, and he was in pain and dazed, as if he had suddenly fallen into a deep valley, and two ropes were tied to his body , tied in the air, unable to go up or down.

There was even a white mist, and he couldn't even see the direction he wanted to go.

Zhang Chi got off work at six in the afternoon. After leaving the garage, he went to Yueming Bar to drink again. He sat in front of the counter and ordered a glass of spirits.

The bartender was familiar with him, so he chatted with him while there were not many people around, and Zhang Chi also talked to him without saying a word.

Suddenly, a bewitching-looking man sat next to Zhang Chi, with the back of his hand on his chin, and asked, "Handsome guy, alone?"

Zhang Chi only glanced at him, and continued to chat with the bartender.

The man was dissatisfied with being ignored, and reached out to touch Zhang Chi, but was cut off by another cool and gentle voice.

"Thank you, he has someone."

The man turned his face to him in displeasure, but was amazed by his handsome appearance. He looked at it for a few seconds before recovering, and asked regretfully, "Are you two a couple?"

Sure enough, high-quality men have their targets.

Zitong glanced at Zhang Chi secretly, seeing that he didn't respond, Zitong's brows drooped, without the haughty look of the previous few days, and he said slowly: "It's a friend."

The man listened, looking back and forth between the two of them suspiciously, only to feel that the spark between them was not as simple as friends.He squinted his eyes slightly, fearing not to place it on Zhang Chi's shoulders, "Since I'm single, I have the right to fight for it. What do you think of me, handsome guy?"

Zhang Chi shook off his hand, and said flatly, "You're not my type."

The man didn't care, and said with a smile: "Then what style do you like?"

Zi Tong was on the side, silent, but his eyes were fixed on his hand as if sucked into iron.Hearing the man's question, his pupils shrank slightly, showing a hint of expectation.

Zhang Chi said indifferently: "Handsome, gentle, treat each other honestly when you have something to do, and you will not be ungrateful when you have nothing to do," he continued with a half-smile: "Of course I won't be one thing on the surface, and another thing behind my back." .”

Zi Tong didn't hear anything at first, but the more he heard it, the more his face changed, and his expression became slightly distorted.

When the man heard this, he pointed to himself: "Then I can do it too."

Only then did Zhang Chi look back at him, and said softly, "You're almost there, but you can consider it."

The man raised his eyebrows, "Really, my name is A Ye," he slowly moved his face closer, and said with his lips drawn, "People here call me the wild flower that I like to play."

When Zhang Chi heard it, he thought it was very funny, and couldn't help but smile, "Then what kind of nickname do you think I should have?"

Ah Ye looked him up and down, "It's really hard to think of a handsome guy of your level," he smiled, and deliberately lowered his voice to create a sense of seduction, "But you can go back with me, and I will follow your instructions." Work hard on the bed, get one for you."

Zitong's face instantly sank.

"go out."

Aye turned his face away, just in time to see Zitong's eyes engulfing people into the darkness, even showing a trace of cruelty on his clear and beautiful face, which made him feel terrified.

He swallowed and asked, "Who is your name?"

Zitong held his shoulders, and simply put him on the ground, warning: "Don't touch him."

Ah Ye's back rubbed against the floor, numb and aching, he couldn't tell because he couldn't touch him just now.

There was a lot of commotion here, and the people in the bar looked over and discussed with their heads bowed.Zhang Chi was also stunned for a moment, he rarely saw Zitong so restless.

He quickly pulled Zitong up, frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

Zi Tong pursed his lips, his face was a little embarrassed, he was stimulated by their words just now, and his head seemed to be full of blood in an instant.

Zitong's peach blossom eyes are particularly beautiful. When she is nervous, the end of her eyes will be slightly upturned, making her appear provocative.

He raised his eyes to look at him, his voice was very low, and seemed a little wronged, "Don't flirt with others."

The nearby crowd glanced over from time to time, and Zhang Chi put his hands on his waist irritably, stared at Zi Tong, turned and went to the bathroom.

Zi Tong was behind him, ready to follow him, but in the next second, Ah Ye yelled, "Hey, do you want to leave after beating someone?"

Zitong didn't intend to pay attention to him, but he walked up quickly and pressed his shoulder against the side of the cabinet, making a slight noise.

"What do you want?" Zitong looked to the left and found that Zhang Chi had disappeared.

"You let me fight for nothing?" Aye asked.

Zitong tried to explain, "I didn't hit you, I just pushed you to the ground."

Aye was taken aback, squinted and said: "Then I still have to thank you?"

Zi Tong actually didn't want to talk to him so much, besides, he had flirted with Zhang Chi just now.If he insists on fighting with him, he is not afraid, but he is not used to fighting with others, "You, you shouldn't flirt with him."

Ah Ye rolled his eyes, "You don't even look at where this is, the man who can come here to play, whether he is single or looking for novelty, what's the matter with striking up a conversation?"

Zitong pursed her lips and said nothing.

"However," Ah Ye said with a smile: "You two are not friends either, it depends on his attitude towards you."

Zitong looked up at him, "Can you see it?"

Ah Ye gave him another roll of the eyes, "Anyone with a discerning eye can see that, you want to curry favor with him?"

Zitong let out a "huh".

"So, what's the matter with you two, did you quarrel or your sex life is not harmonious?" Ah Ye asked curiously, he was not a bad-hearted man, he just had a fun-loving personality.

Zitong stammered, "I, we haven't had sex for more than three years."

Ah Ye gave him a suspicious look, and then asked: "It's because he's not good at that, he was hit?"

Zitong: "..."

It was already 15 minutes after Zhang Chi came out of the bathroom.He walked out while wiping the water stains on his hands with a tissue, and the scene suddenly changed into another atmosphere.

A few men surrounded Zitong, chattering without knowing what to say.

Zhang Chi leaned over and heard it before he heard it.

"This is a little vest worn by children. It's so cute." A Ye picked up a blue vest with a pocket and asked curiously, "Where did you buy it?"

Zitong: "I wove it myself."

A Ye was stunned for a few seconds, looked at him curiously, and asked with a grin: "What do you use to make this hand?" He asked excitedly, "Can you knit one for my little niece?"

Zhang Chi: "..." He walked past them and returned to his place to drink.

Since Zitong came out, Zhang Chi's eyes never left him.He lowered his head slightly, said a few words, and then walked to Zhang Chi's side.

Zitong handed the paper bag in front of Zhang Chi and said, "It's quite cold now, I knitted a dress for Wanzi, it's quite warm." He looked at him without turning his eyes, and said softly, "You, Give it to him for me."

Zitong saw that Zhang Chi was only interested in drinking and did not respond to him.

He lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Isn't it Wanzi's birthday next week? He should like it. Don't refuse."

After about a minute, Zitong waited for his reply.

"Thank you."

Zitong froze for a moment, then smiled slightly.

He himself was good-looking, but he seldom smiled. This smile was dazzling and gorgeous.

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Zhang Chi stayed in the bar like this for two hours. After sitting down, he didn't see him doing anything. He drank quietly and didn't talk much.

Zitong didn't leave here either, he sat less than two seats away from him like a little daughter-in-law.

Zhang Chi hiccupped, went to the bathroom again before leaving, bent over to wash his face, let out a sigh of relief, and was about to turn off the tap when Zi Tong came in and pressed him against the wall to kiss.

Zitong kissed him anxiously, and greedily rubbed his lips up and down, almost without skin.

Zhang Chi thought to himself, after so many years, his kissing skills have not improved at all.

He frowned uncomfortably, and pushed him away with one hand.

Zitong's face was stained with water, and the hair on the forehead was a little messy, and it felt a little wet. His facial features were instantly aggrieved, as if he had just been wronged.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Chi asked.

Zitong's body tensed suddenly, his expression became a little cramped, "I think, think..."

Zhang Chi: "What?"

Just now he learned from Ah Ye, Ah Ye smiled and said that he had to speak out the strongest desire in his heart, and said it straightforwardly and frankly.

But with his temperament, even if he blushed, he couldn't say that I want to fuck you.

Zitong hid his words, but his little finger was clenched behind his back, shrinking nervously.

Zhang Chi suddenly punched the wall, making him raise his head a little uneasy.

Zhang Chi didn't know if he was dazed by the smell of alcohol, he grabbed Zitong's collar, pressed him against the wall, lifted his chin and kissed him.

Zitong was a little surprised, but more of the joy he brought.

But only a minute later, Zhang Chi let go of him, took a few steps back, turned and left with an inexplicable expression on his face.