There are always bad guys trying to kill me

As a professional driver and a not-so-diligent attendant, Xiao San is always disgusted with regret: he is a good brother, but it is a pity that he always favors his brother.

The driving lane began to face congestion during the rush hour, and finally reached the vicinity of the square slowly.

"Third son, park your car properly." Finance dropped these words, took Huang Shang out of the car from the congested driveway, and asked him to find a parking space alone, while they headed straight to their destination.

When I went out with Huang Shang in the past, I always chose to ignore these gazes, but now I finally realize that Huang Shang is different.

It's like a light suddenly appearing in the faces of a vast crowd, not to mention a starlet who has been on entertainment shows, and the topic and image are not so popular.

The only good thing is that everyone is just looking at it. It is not as scary as Fu Jinghong haunting and hugging. The only thing that makes Finance feel a little concerned is the trio of girls who have followed them silently since the last street.

This kind of whispering, which is actually more exclaimed, can be heard by the people in front as a general fan group, making him consider whether he should turn the corner and find a building to hide in.

Before he could make a decision, one of the girls took the lead to stop them.

"Are you Huang Shang?" The female fan jumped out and asked boldly under the instigation of her little friend.

The silent reaction of the two was regarded as acquiescence by them, and they continued: "We are Nana's fans! You must treat her well!"

It seems that the effect of the scandal with Feng Lina is outstanding, at least not a group of strong men ran over and threatened: If you don't treat her well, I will show you.

To the enthusiastic passer-by fans, Huang Shang smiled and said: "?" (What did you say?)

The standard of pronunciation, Finance was stunned, but soon realized that this is a great opportunity for free play, and immediately took over the conversation: "He asked what you said?"

The standard pronunciation like a foreigner made the fans who were not sure look at each other. From the appearance, it is full of iconic features. Unfortunately, there are not many photo opportunities, and they cannot be 100% sure.Finance was about to say something to get rid of them, when Huang Shang suddenly said apologetically, "." (Sorry, I'm busy.)

Then take his arm, lead him to the direction of the building on the right, and leave quickly.

Finally turned around, Finance was stunned by his skillful way of dismissing.

"...Your foreign friend pretends to be very easy." It doesn't look like Huang Shang's style at all, probably because of special training.

Huang Shang replied: "Suddenly found that I have some strengths in linguistics. Duan Linshu prepared a few sentences to deal with fans. He suggested that Japanese and Korean should be used frequently, but I only know these two sentences for the time being. Originally, he told me to wear a hat when he went out. Yes, I don't think it's necessary."

Finance silently took out the glasses from the bag and handed them to Huang Shang: "Put them on."

Huang Shang has seen him occasionally wear glasses when using the computer, but he doesn't quite understand the purpose of handing them over: "I have very good eyesight."

"It's a shame fans have better eyesight."

Huang Shang, who wears flat anti-radiation glasses, always feels that his vision is affected, and he always wants to take them off when he tilts his head to look at people.

Arriving at the Chinese restaurant that Xiao San said was really delicious, you can tell from the queue at the door, fortunately, you reported Xiao San's name, and walked directly into the reserved box.

"How did Xiao San tell you!" Finance simply couldn't figure out why Huang Shang and Xiao San would encourage them to go clubbing together.

In a relatively secluded space, Huang Shang took off his glasses and felt much more comfortable: "Judging from Duan Linshu's arrangement, today may be the only chance I have time to meet you in the near future, so it's good to go and see your favorite places .”

Finance thinks this doesn't sound right: "What do I like?"

"The bar next door."

It was the first time that Finance, who had always advertised himself as a four-good young man, learned from others that he liked clubbing. He didn't know how to explain this misunderstanding several times, so he could only consider beating up Xiao San later.

Huang Shang didn't notice his entanglement, he said seriously: "And, if there is something, I want to tell you clearly."

Finance sat down in frustration, not at all interested in what he explained, clearly refusing again would be better than vaguely saying nothing and pretending that nothing happened.

"I want to go back." He said this seriously, making Finance stop nervously touching the phone.

In such a conversation without context, Finance can still feel his thoughts: "Go back to China?"

Huang Shang nodded and said: "Since I can come here, there is naturally a way to go back. Whether it is alien witchcraft or the enemy's frame, I can't give up until I try all means."

"I... understand." Finance felt that this was another clear rejection, "Then let's stay friends."

"Of course." Finance was somewhat concealed, and drank tea, "I will always be your friend."

Xiao San felt that the meal was silent, and he was the only one happily leading the topic, and even the finance that was usually keen to hit him was silently listening to his speech.

"Brother, you have changed. In the past, you used to chat with the chatterbox, but now you hurt me a lot."

Finance put the water glass in front of him and picked up the teapot: "Have you heard the story of the Zen master pouring water?"

"Who hasn't heard of such a bad street story?"

Huang Shang, who had never heard of it, remained silent without saying a word.

"Then let me tell you something new." He said while pouring water, "The young man asked the Zen master: Master, I feel that I am very painful, and I can't let go of some people and things. The Zen master didn't answer, but gave him a A cup. The young man took the cup and did not ask the Zen master to pour water, but said: Master, what should I do even if I am in pain? The Zen master heard this, took out another cup and put it in front of him, and began to pour water. When the water was full, The Zen master gulped it down and asked, "Do you understand?"

"It means no matter how deep the pain is, why not just let it be?" Xiao San replied sincerely.

"No." Finance put down the teapot and drank the water in the cup, "Zen Master said: I'm thirsty after talking nonsense with you."

Huang Shang didn't expect that the place Xiao San was talking about would be so noisy, catching up with the stage where the background music exploded, the human voice and the music were mixed together, and it was difficult to chat at a distance.

"Why are you ordering so much wine!" Finance looked at the bottles on the table and felt that it was a wrong decision to come here tonight.

"Isn't it too dry to drink in a bar?" Xiao San replied naturally.

Huang Shang just frowned and commented: "It's so noisy."

Finance can only say beside him: "So I said don't come, you must listen."

The other party's eyes were full of innocent expressions of "you want to come because you like me", which made him explain helplessly: "I don't like it, or let's go."

"Don't go!" Xiao San shouted, "Don't think I forgot how you got me out of the warm bed in the middle of the night just to let me take you to the bar!"

Xiao San brought up the fear of being alone in a deserted and lonely house during the second illness period. Could it be that after so long, Xiao San still has the impression that he is still the rebellious person four years ago who could bring up the brick wheel at any time? image!

"Okay, okay, don't go, I'm going to the bathroom!"

When Finance came back, he suddenly regretted that he didn't come out quickly enough. The wine bottles on the table in front of him were basically unsealed, and the remaining capacity of the cup Huang Shang held in his hand showed how much he drank just now.

Huang Shang frowned and complained softly, "So you like this taste."

Spicy and sweet, the complex taste is completely different from the sake he has drunk before. After it goes down his throat, he always feels the excitement from just now remaining in the whole throat.

"How much did you drink him!"

Xiao San looked innocent: "Not even a cup!"

Under the dim light, Huang Shang's face was blurry. Seeing that he was preparing to drink again, Finance immediately snatched the cup and exchanged it for the orange juice next to him.

Xiao San saw Huang Shang obediently drank the glass of orange-yellow drink that looked like an iced orange drink on the street, and then added: "Brother, this glass is also wine."

"..."

Finance watched as Huang Shang frowned and put down his wine glass, complaining, "It's too sweet." Then he covered his mouth lightly and hiccupped.

He stood up slowly and asked, "Where is the bathroom?"

The bathroom in the bar is very quiet, closing the outside door almost isolates the outside music, but Huang Shang closes the door and looks at the handle: "Can't you lock the door?"

"Of course not." How could there be a locked outer door in this kind of public place!

Financial Finance pushed Huang Shang, who was completely in a trance, into the cubicle, and was about to turn around and go out to wait, when a hot hand behind him pulled him back to the cubicle, Huang Shang skillfully and quickly locked the door, leaned on the partition, and held on. Standing close above him, said, "Let's talk."

In such an inappropriate place for talking in the bathroom, he was really speechless: "Change to another place, people come and go here, don't lie to your ears."

Huang Shang stretched out his finger and pointed to the sign pasted on the compartment: Soundproof here.

finance:……

With some alcohol, Huang Shang grabbed it.The palm holding his wrist still refused to let go, he said: "I have a hunch that if I can become a movie star, I can go back, just like I thought."

"Because of that TV series?" Finance understood where his idea came from, "It's just an ordinary stage, and there won't be any plots in the TV series..."

He felt that such words were straightforward and cruel, and he couldn't bear to say it: "Even if you become the actor, you will not go back to the past like the ones on TV."

"I understand." Huang Shang was a little impatient, his tone and expression were quite different from usual, he said: "I know that all the special effects on TV are fake, but if I don't stand on that stage, I will never feel at ease. Stay here."

His tone was not very good, and his dumb expression could explain the extent of his loss of control. Huang Shang sighed, feeling a little dizzy and uncontrollable in his speech, almost saying whatever came to his mind: "Congratulations to me At that time, I didn’t know what to answer except thank you, but what I want to explain is that these are all hyped scandals, and the photos are purely unrealistic, but I feel that I should tell you in person.”

"I know, if you don't explain me—"

"No." Huang Shang suddenly interrupted harshly, "It's different, I didn't like anyone else, I didn't kiss her, I..."

He suddenly lowered his voice and became calm.

"I don't want to part with you, but I don't want to stay, am I..." He put his hand lightly on the shoulder of the person in front of him, "It's scum."

Finance once again noticed that this person was younger than he thought, even though everything was pretending to be calm and steady, he was like a flustered child who was at a loss when faced with choices.

He was very calm in his heart. From the moment he was rejected, he didn't blame the other party even if he was disappointed, but after a few days he had already understood his thoughts: "Huang Shang, whether you go back or stay, I respect your choice." I know what is the most important thing in your heart now, you can go after it with confidence, I will not, and I am not willing to be your stumbling block." Finance couldn't help adding, "Even if I am rejected, I still, I love you as always, and we are still friends."

Huang Shang's face turned red, he didn't know whether it was because of the alcohol just now or because he heard his words, he said hesitantly: "I said this not to ask you if we are friends, but to ask you—"

He paused, and resumed his usual stern look: "If one day we will be separated by the world and never see each other again, you will regret holding hands with me to enjoy the short-lived epiphyllum."

He stared at Finance seriously, slightly drunk, but with clear eyes.

This kind of cautious inquiry is completely different from the confession that I said casually at the beginning, and it seems more solemn and cautious. Finance sees himself smiling a little silly from his eyes, and can't restrain the smile on the corner of his mouth, he replied: "Love Yes, no regrets."

As soon as the words were finished, there was a slight impact on the partition, which instantly focused the two people's attention on the thick partition.

It was only then that Finance realized that it was not unusual for a soundproof sign to be posted in the bathroom. The whole space seemed too spacious. After being polluted by all kinds of unsightly information for a long time, he immediately thought of the second use here.

As soon as he thought of this, he became embarrassed and embarrassed. This apparently high-standard bar still has this kind of situation in the bathroom. Fortunately, the sound insulation effect is very good, and the weak impact sound of thinking is from time to time. The hair spread out, and finally realized that this is not a good place to talk.

"Let's go out and talk." Finance said, leading him to open the door.

Huang Shang let go of his hand and said, "You go out first..."

Financial Finance looked at Huang Shang suspiciously, and suddenly found that his gaze moved away unnaturally, and he glanced reflexively, but before he could see the situation clearly, Huang Shang hugged him forcefully.

"Don't look." His voice was commanding, his arms exuded a scorching temperature, and the warm breath swept over the financial senses with a light smell of wine, "It will be fine later."

Realizing what happened, Finance suddenly didn't want to stay in the bar at all, he just wanted to go home.

The author has something to say:

With more than 20 characters, it was finally the turn of dirty.

Go to sleep with a dirty heart.

By the way, the string of "??????" you see are all in Korean, maybe I copied and pasted it wrong, Jin Shou can't show it ＿(:3」∠)＿