No.30 Eight Lovers

It's really sad and ironic, like someone who knows the truth but you treat it as your own, and is still panicking about it.

"You guys really look like I really can't tell the truth from the fake." Looking at Bian Baekhyun who was concentrating on the photo, Luhan smiled wryly, "This is what he looked like seven years ago, I think he will miss you when he grows up Just as handsome."

"Really?" Looking up at the sad Luhan, Bian Baekhyun smiled gently, "I didn't look like this when I was young, but I just had an unpleasant face and a stupid face, it must be easy to lie to me, right?"

"It's not like this!" The few words were so cruel, Lu Han bit his lip, trembling with his hands clutching the armrest of the chair, trying to support himself, met Bian Baekhyun's mocking eyes, "He's fine! You can't Say that to him!"

"So?" Bian Baekhyun pointed at the photo with a smile, sarcastically and contemptuously, "What about others? How could such a good person disappear? Did he lose it? Gone? Or died!"

There were not many people in the coffee shop, Baekhyun's vainly raised volume seemed abrupt in the quiet coffee shop and the beautiful piano music.This is not polite behavior in Milan, and several customers frowned at the two handsome Asian men.

Lu Han looked at Bian Boxian in disbelief, and sat on the chair without his hands supporting him.Closing his eyes feebly, Lu Han was afraid that he would collapse if he took another look at the indifferent Baek Hyun, and would say that he was the Byun Baek Hyun he was looking for so hard. "It's not like this..." Lu Han's voice was weak and hoarse, "It's all my fault, I'm too useless, I shouldn't have let him be alone in the fire..."

Bian Boxian tilted his head, the thing he was most afraid of being mentioned by Lu Han really hurt more than anything else.He didn't want to see Lu Han sad, it was like this before, and it still is now.

"I didn't come to listen to you talking about you and that Byun Baekhyun!" Throwing the photo in front of Lu Han, Bian Baekhyun stabilized his mood, "I'm not Byun Baekhyun, I don't want to hear you say things that have nothing to do with me."

"I think he knew that I really didn't mean not to save him at the time, it was my father..."

"Enough!" Bian Baekhyun stood up, looked at Luhan who was tense, painful and weak, Bian Baekhyun took a deep breath, "Don't talk about your father, I'm not Byun Baekhyun. If I were, I would I will never forgive you, because you are really hypocritical."

Looking up at Baekhyun, Luhan laughed and cried, shaking his head in pain, "I know..."

"I want you to come out this time, just to tell you to stay away from Sehun." Bian Baekhyun smiled and played with the same couple ring as Sehun Oh, "I know you like him, but you should understand who he likes Me and you are just playing around. You should know this kind of thing very well. At least you have had 37 boyfriends. For Sehun, he is very warm, maybe you will misunderstand that he likes you, I understand. But I'll tell you the truth, while he and you were being a facade couple, I started a formal relationship with him, he was just for his reputation and company, he doesn't like you! After all, I came before you, I'm before you Get to know him, I'm cleaner than you..."

It was like being pushed into the river in the cold winter, Lu Han, who couldn't swim, felt cold and hurt, he was about to suffocate.The trembling body began to curl up, hugging himself to find a little sense of reality.It was like the first time he stood in front of Baekhyun's grave, feeling his pain intensified bit by bit, his body numb bit by bit, and finally died bit by bit, without even the strength to struggle.

Leaning over, Baekhyun stretched out his hand to caress Luhan's cold face, close to Luhan's ear, he smelled the enchanting rosemary, "Will it hurt?"

Lu Han raised his eyes to look at Bian Boxian, his eyes were red, and the mist covered his eyes, "Baibai, why are you crying?"

Looking at the tearful Luhan, Bian Baekhyun smiled, and the tears slid down his face and fell on the back of Luhan's hand, "Does it hurt to be deceived? Does it hurt to feel that life is worse than death? Do you feel cruel? Yes Don’t you feel like you’re going to die?” Byun Baekhyun exaggeratedly smiled, “I was like that at the time too, it hurts...really hurts... here” pointing to the heart” here hurts so much that I lost my intuition, as if I couldn’t jump anymore Do you know? My mother died, to save me, to save me who was abandoned by you, she died...you and your arbitrary father, I have nothing..."

"in vain……"

"Hush..." Bian Baekhyun lightly pressed Luhan's trembling lips, his smile was as warm as seven years ago, "Lulu has a really bad memory, oh no, Mr. Luhan has a really bad memory. I'm not Byun Baekhyun , My name is Bian Baekhyun, Byun Baekhyun... is dead..." Withdrawing his hand, Bian Baekhyun walked out of the coffee shop.

Like a nightmare, Lu Han seems to be waking up soon, he is so scared, really scared...

"Baibai!" Hearing the sound of the wind chime when the door was opened and closed, Lu Han rushed out of the coffee shop as if possessed by a demon.

Wu Shixun finished the certification of the right to use his documents, and after leaving the police station, he arrived at the coffee shop where Lu Han and Bian Baekhyun were.Recently, there have been many gossips about him, and there are many paparazzi following him wherever he goes.The car stopped at the entrance of the coffee shop, and Wu Shixun looked at the situation inside through the glass. He didn't know if the two could resolve the misunderstanding, or they had already started fighting.

When Baekhyun left the coffee shop, Wu Shixun hurriedly got out of the car and pulled him back. With red eyes, he poured out all his unwillingness and pain at the moment he saw Wu Shixun, hugging Wu Shixun and crying.

"in vain!"

Seeing the two embracing in front of him, Lu Han stopped and stared blankly.

"Luhan..." Wu Shixun looked at the weak Luhan. Not only had he lost weight in a few days, he was also haggard. Thinking of Park Chanyeol saying that he would not eat or drink when he was sick, Wu Shixun felt distressed.

The paparazzi swarmed and surrounded the three of them, the flashing lights hurt Lu Han's eyes and hurt Lu Han's heart.Familiar picture, not long ago, in front of the same coffee shop, almost at the same time, Wu Shixun kissed himself under all the cameras and eyes.But in a few days, everything changed, like a bad cake, how sweet it was before, now it is disgusting.

"Sehun, I'm so tired...I'm really tired..."

Bian Baekhyun's hoarse voice was like his exhausted heart, Wu Shixun knew how painful it would be for Bian Baekhyun to see Luhan.Looking at Luhan who was on the verge of falling, his thin body trembled, looking into his eyes made Wu Shixun's heart ache, gouging out Wu Shixun's heart one by one.

——"He really likes you, do you know that?!"

——"Otherwise you think he is stupid, so you believe your nonsense? Or do you think he would rather keep you by his side even if Wu Yifan is unhappy, or be angry with Wu Yifan who has promised him to make it public? He believes everything you say, right? Because he is stupid, but because of your position in his heart."

Luhan, please turn around quickly, please!Wu Shixun really wanted to hold him in his arms, and didn't want to see him in such pain.

"Sehun...I want to go back, to China..."

"Okay." Wu Shixun nodded, his eyes were always on Luhan, "Let's go back..."

"Wu Shixun!" The moment Wu Shixun turned around to follow Baekhyun into the car, Luhan rushed up, "Don't go! I beg you..." Holding Wu Shixun's hand, Luhan looked at him with tears in his eyes Li is the one who has always been proud and prayed that he didn't have, "Don't go... Oh Sehun, you won't lie to me, right? You never lied to me, right? You said you like me, right? Say it!"

"Luhan" wiped the tears on Luhan's face with his free hand, his calloused fingertips were warm "I said, if one day Wu Shixun lied to you, you should stop believing what he said. "

"Wu Shixun, is it true that you said you like me?!" Lu Han cried and looked at Wu Shixun, the outline of Wu Shixun was blurred in tears.

"I lied to you!" Wu Shixun really wanted to hug Luhan, he really wanted to, his heart had never been so painful, except for the death of his brother "Don't trust me anymore!"

"Luhan" wiped the tears on Luhan's face with his free hand, his calloused fingertips were warm "I said, if one day Wu Shixun lied to you, you should stop believing what he said. "

"Wu Shixun, is it true that you said you like me?!" Lu Han cried and looked at Wu Shixun, the outline of Wu Shixun was blurred in tears.

"I lied to you!" Wu Shixun really wanted to hug Luhan, he really wanted to, his heart had never been so painful, except for the death of his brother "Don't trust me anymore!"

"Is it real?!"

"Yes! It's true! I said that I like you, I love you, and my distress is all true!" Wu Shixun looked at Luhan and shouted, "Do you believe it?!"

Lu Han looked at Wu Shixun, slowly withdrew his hand, smiled and kissed Wu Shixun, "This is enough."

As if escaping, Wu Shixun drove away, Luhan did not know when it started to become his pain point, and it hurts to mention it.

Helpless Luhan, afraid of the crowd, crying under the flashing lights, unable to find a way to escape.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! What are you shooting?!"

Being held in a warm embrace, Lu Han smelled the fragrance of green grass, with the smell of sunshine.

"Why is it like this..." Holding Park Chanyeol's waist, Lu Han cried and murmured, "Why?"

"Don't be afraid, Lulu, let's go home."

The poured goblet rolled down, glass shards splashed everywhere, and the broken sound was sharp and piercing, like abrupt high-pitched keys, breaking all harmony.

Squat down and pick up the pieces one by one and put them in the trash.

"Hanhan..."

The stern man is lying on the sofa decadently, the white shirt is full of rose red, the wet clothes stick to his muscular chest, the messy black hair covers his eyes, and the short stubble... Lu Han Leaving him like a bum.

Kneeling beside the sofa, Zhang Yixing stripped the black hair from the man's forehead, and wiped his handsome face with a hot towel bit by bit.male