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Lin Zhaozhi was about to go to bed when he received his WeChat message.

He stared at those short words for a long time.

The phone rang again, it was still from Ji An.

[I'm bored, let's chat. 】

Lin Zhaozhi frowned slightly, then turned off the phone and stuffed it under the pillow.

He didn't intend to get along with Ji An, and Ji An wasn't his ideal type. Since he didn't have this idea from the beginning, he should try his best...don't give him the illusion of being misunderstood.

Ji An was lying on the bed, clutching his phone and waiting, almost falling asleep.

The next day he woke up from the cold, sat up from the bed shivering, and looked down at his phone.

It was nine o'clock in the morning, and Lin Zhaozhi still hadn't replied to his message.

Ji An was angry: "Tsk, you're so arrogant!"

"Ignore my love now, and I will tell you that I will not be able to climb up to you in the future!"

Ji An viciously clicked on Lin Zhaozhi's WeChat to surrender, and pressed "delete friend" without hesitation.

The finished deleter, Ji An, felt much better. He got out of bed and threw the dumplings Ji Rulang sent last night into the pot, went to wash up by himself, and played with his phone while eating the dumplings.

At the beginning of the new year, the circle of friends is very lively. This one posted a picture of the food for the New Year’s Eve dinner, and that one posted a reunion photo of setting off firecrackers with the family.

Ji An looked at the dumplings in the bowl, and sighed softly after a long time.

"Hey……"

He clicked on the contacts on his phone, picked one at random and dialed it.

"Hey?"

A young voice came from the phone, "Brother Ji An, Happy Chinese New Year."

Ji An: "Come out for a drink?"

"I can't, I still have to visit my relatives today, and I have to accompany my parents to visit the grave. I have to be busy until the fifteenth year of the year. When I'm free, I'll treat you to a drink..."

Ji An angrily hung up the phone.

I went to the group to ask if anyone was free.

The group of more than 200 people was quiet, and no one spoke to Ji An.

Ji An was depressed. The more lively the surrounding area was, the more uncomfortable he felt, as if his heart was pinched by someone, and he was about to be unable to breathe.

He lowered his head and finished eating the dumplings in a hurry, then changed his clothes and went out.

Perhaps every family is celebrating the New Year at home, and the usually lively streets look extremely calm.

The bars he frequented were also closed. Ji An looked at the iron chain on the door and angrily kicked the door with his foot.

"Hey, I'm sick. If it's Chinese New Year, it's just a business? Go bankrupt soon!"

Next door is a canteen selling New Year's goods. The boss heard the movement and came out from inside.

"Little brother, all the bars on this street are closed."

Ji Anxuan shook his head: "I know, I saw it."

Boss: "There is another one open."

Ji An's eyes lit up: "Where is it?"

Boss: "But it's a gay place."

Ji An frowned: "gay... right?"

Boss: "Yeah, what kind of activities do they hold every year during the Chinese New Year? You know, some gay families can't accept homosexuality, so those gays don't want to go home for the New Year, so they get together to have fun... Cough cough, you If you mind, just pretend I didn't say anything."

─A gust of cold wind blew by, the boss shrank his neck, turned and went back to the shop.

Ji An rubbed his hands, took out a cigarette from his pocket, stuffed it into his mouth, and decided to take a look.

He followed the direction pointed by the boss and quickly found the gay bar.

The name was a string of English. Ji An hadn't finished high school yet, and didn't know what it meant. He jumped up the steps of the wine glass, and immediately heard the drumbeat and restlessness of the music coming from inside.

Ji Anla opened the door and walked in.

Let's say it's gay, but it's actually not that different from a normal bar, and it doesn't have the rotten picture of men hugging and kissing like Ji An thought.

Although sometimes the employers are always men, there is still a difference between acting gay and being gay. If he really saw a man kissing a man, Ji An would probably be at a loss.

He sat down at the bar and ordered himself a vodka.

The bartender had dyed chestnut hair and stared at Ji An with a smile: "Is this your first time here, little brother?"

Ji An: "Huh?"

He handed a glass of wine to Ji An, and cast a charming wink over him: "I'll take this glass."

Ji An: "Fuck...for free?"

The bartender looked at Ji An with a smile: "Well, it's free. If you want, I'll cover all your drinks today."

After all, Ji An had been out for so many years, and he felt that the bartender was interested in him almost immediately.

It may be to soak yourself.

He took a bill from his wallet and slapped it on the bar.

"No, I've brought money."

The bartender's expression was a little lost for a moment.

Ji An himself didn't realize how dangerous his delicate skin and tender, pure, soft and cute appearance is in gay bars.

Just as long as he was sitting here drinking a glass of wine, five or six people have already come to him asking for his contact information.

Finally, a boy in his early 20s invited him to play Truth or Dare.

Ji An likes to be lively, so he readily agreed.

Seven or eight people gathered around a table.

That little boy lost in the first round.

"I'll ask, I'll ask!" Someone eager to try, spoke first: "How often do you fold?"

People around laughed "haha", and some people whistled.

Ji An's eyes widened: "Damn..."

Is it that big?

This group of gays are so shameless!

Ji An felt a little regretful.

What if he loses...

Worry about what comes, the second sentence, Ji An loses.

It was the same boy with a smile: "This brother is a new friend, everyone should be gentle with him and don't bully him."

Ji An pinched the cup and laughed nervously and awkwardly.

"Let me ask." A man wearing glasses gently put his hand on Ji An's neck: "How old are you at Chuye?"

"Ah?" Ji An was dumbfounded.

The man let out a "pu chi one one" laugh, his face full of disbelief: "No way, little brother, judging by your expression, are you still a baby?

Ji An's eyes were messy, and he stuttered: "Uh...I..."

"I'm going, I'm really a baby." He suddenly bent down, facing Ji An's ear, and said in a low voice, "Why don't you open the door to a new world."

Ji An shook off his hand, "It's Chu'er, your whole family is Chu'er! I'm not Chu'er anymore!"

"Yo Yo Yo, still."

Ji An was irritable: "I'm bored, I'm not playing anymore, I'm going back."

"Come on, let's play another game."

Ji An was dragged back.

He could only bite the bullet and continue playing, who would have expected that Ji An would lose again in the next game.

Ji An was afraid that the group of people and dogs would not be able to spit out any ivory, so he bent his neck: "I choose the big adventure."

"Okay, little brother is quite courageous."

"Then you drink all the wine, even if you shut down."

Ji An glanced at the table, seven or eight bottles of vodka, if he drank it, he would die.

"What's the matter, little brother, are you scared?"

"I'm afraid your grandma will have a leg."

Ji An grabbed the bottle and blew it to his mouth.

There was a burst of booing and applause immediately.

Lin Zhaozhi has not returned to China for a long time, and today he came here to meet a friend.

Before leaving, he was attracted by the noise in the bar, turned his head and frowned instantly.

Ji An?

The boy was standing on the coffee table, holding a bottle of wine in his hand, drunk, his eyes were red; "I tell you, today, who

Don't leave either!Give me all to drink! "

Standing on such a high place, he was staggering, and Lin Zhaozhi looked a little terrified.

Don't be afraid to fall...

As soon as this thought flashed through his head, Ji An jumped headfirst.

─There were screams everywhere.

Try it with your brother tonight?Bag

About three seconds later, Ji An's heart-piercing cry came.

Lin Zhaozhi wanted to walk away, but for some reason, he suddenly wanted to go and have a look.

Surrounded by people, Ji An bumped his forehead against the corner of the coffee table, causing a big red spot and his head was bleeding.

Just like that, the wine bottle in his hand hasn't been spilled yet.

"What should I do? Should I be sent to the hospital?"

"It's all bleeding."

"Things, who is that, go outside and call a car."

A yellow-haired man volunteered to help Ji An, who was drunk, from the ground, "I'll take him to the hospital."

His hand inadvertently touched Ji An's buttocks.

Lin Zhaoyi grabbed the yellow-haired hand, his eyes were cold: "Take care of your hand."

He was wearing a mask, and the yellow hair didn't recognize him, "Who are you?"

Lin Zhaozhi: "His brother."

Huangmao's expression changed instantly, and he hurriedly let go of Ji An and ran away.

Seeing that Lin Zhaozhi's arrival was not kind, and Ji An's head was badly bleeding, the others also ran away because they were afraid of being responsible.

Ji An sat on the ground and smirked at Lin Zhaozhi: "Brother, why are you here?"

"You idiot." Lin Zhaozhi frowned, and put Ji An up, "If I don't come, you won't even know that your body was picked up."

Ji An groaned and threw himself into Lin Zhaozhi's arms: "Brother, I have a headache...it hurts..."

Lin Zhaozhi grabbed his hands and frowned, "Don't move around, let me see."

He carefully inspected Ji An's injury, and heaved a sigh of relief: "It should be just a little bit of skin damage, just go back and apply some medicine and it will be fine."

Ji An sniffed: "Why am I so unlucky."

"You deserve it, aren't you a straight man? Why are you crazy here?"

"Why can't straight men come to be gay?" Ji An muttered: "I... I am a straight man, haven't I slept with men too?

Lin Zhaozhi froze for a moment, and frowned; "Don't bring up this kind of thing."

Ji An: "You carry me on your back, brother."

"walk on my own?."

"You carry me! Carry me!"

Ji An refused to leave.

Lin Zhaozhi really regretted not leaving at that time.

There was nothing he could do about Ji An, who was completely overwhelmed by Sapo.

"You can memorize it, but if you drool on my clothes, I'll kill you.

After Lin Zhaozhi warned him, he squatted down with his back to Ji An.

"nnonno"

Ji An put his arms around Lin Zhaozhi's neck.

"Brother, it's better for you to treat me..."

His hot breath blew on the back of Lin Zhaozhi's neck, itching.

Lin Zhaozhi gritted his teeth: "Don't move around."

Ji An was vague: "Mom...don't hit me."

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Wrong person, cutie.