Don't play with avatars

As night falls, the street lights stretch the silhouettes of pedestrians thin and long.

Jiang Yin buttoned the hood of his hoodie, his facial features were delicate and protruding, but his eyelids were drooping, looking listless.

As soon as he was on vacation, his biological clock seemed to be disabled.

A few little girls walked past chatteringly, who seemed to be around high school, chasing each other on the side of the road, and accidentally bumped into a stumble.

"Sorry!" The girl quickly apologized after reacting.

Several companions also silenced their voices, looking timidly and curiously at his face.

Jiang Yin shook his head, yawned, with tears in his eyes: "I'm fine, there are many cars on the road, don't fight."

The girl glanced at him timidly, her cheeks flushed, and she muttered, "Oh."

Jiang Yin bypassed them and continued walking.

If I had known earlier, I would have slept more during the day.

Jiang Yin muttered in his heart.

At this time, the phone buzzed, and Jiang Yin yawned and answered the phone.

"Hello?" Jiang Yin's throat was a little dry, and it hurt a little when he spoke.

On the other side of the phone was a friend of his in high school.

The friend asked straight to the point: "A Yin, did you know that Shen Xueyan has returned to China?"

His sudden question stunned Jiang Yinwen.

With a movement of Jiang Yin's finger, the phone almost slid down.

His breathing was stagnant, and after his fingertips sank into his palm, he felt a slight pain.

He hadn't heard of this name for several years.

After leaving the original place, there was no one around who knew Shen Xueyan for a long time.

A few seconds later, he smiled as usual, seemingly casually: "I haven't contacted him for several years."

The friend sighed on the phone: "Really? I thought you... oh. He asked me for your latest contact information yesterday."

Jiang Yin was startled: "You gave it?"

The friend hesitated for a moment, did not answer, but asked anxiously: "I heard that you have a boyfriend, is it true?"

Jiang Yin raised his eyes to look at the street lamp, but he looked directly at the dazzling light without blinking his eyes.

The last thing he fears is glare.

"Yes." Jiang Yin said.

"What is your name?"

Jiang Yin said amusedly, "Why are you so curious all of a sudden?"

The friend said vaguely: "It's just suddenly..."

Jiang Yin interrupted him: "Don't think about who I am with, you know what I like."

"Isn't it just like Shen Xueyan." The friend muttered.

Jiang Yin generously admitted: "Yes."

"Then your boyfriend is also this type?"

Jiang Yin nodded and said, "Yes. He is colder than Shen Xueyan."

"Oh……"

"I'm hanging up for nothing else."

After hanging up the phone, he lowered his eyes and sighed.

Today is Lin Dongyan's birthday.

Walking outside the hotel where the celebration was held, Jiang Yin didn't want to go up now, anyway, he was just here to socialize.

He stood on the spot and looked around. There was a bar not far away. Now his mind was a little messed up and he planned to go in and sit down.

There are not many people in the bar during the day, so it is quiet enough.

He asked for a separate booth and ordered a glass of low alcohol wine.

The bartender brought the wine in, but Jiang Yin didn't touch a sip.

He was lazily leaning on the sofa, playing with his mobile phone, a little absent-minded.

The name Shen Xueyan seemed to have torn open a wound in his heart, emitting subtle pains that spread to all limbs.

What about coming back?

Jiang Yin lowered his eyes, the light in front of him was suddenly blocked, and he raised his head subconsciously.

"Hi, are you interested in having a drink or two?" A man walked into his booth and chanted the wine glass in his hand towards Jiang.

In places where the light is too dark, Jiang Yin is no different from a blind man.

He raised his jaw, squinted his eyes, and looked at the man lazily. His eyes were a little displeased after being disturbed, and he refused: "I don't drink."

The man smiled: "You come to the bar without drinking? And ordered a drink?"

Jiang Yin leaned on the sofa, with a little helplessness in his eyes: "Does it have anything to do with you?"

The man smiled instead of anger, took two steps closer, and asked, "What's your name?"

"Jiang Yin."

"Jiang Yin? Why does it sound familiar." The man obviously didn't realize the importance.

At this moment, the people passing by the deck stopped and turned to look at Jiang Yin.

He was dressed in flamboyant colors, looked Jiang Yin up and down with frivolous eyes, and walked into the box after a while: "Are you Jiang Yin?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yin raised his eyes and saw an unfamiliar face.

However, after being with Lin Dongyan, this kind of thing has happened frequently. He was not surprised, and asked, "Do we know each other?"

The man looked contemptuously and said, "Who wouldn't know Lin Dongyan's little boy?"

Hearing the name "Lin Dongyan", the man's expression changed drastically, and he looked at Jiang Yin with some trepidation, and hurriedly left the booth with his wine glass in hand.

Jiang Yin put his hands in his coat pockets, and the man who left in a hurry ignored him. He had seen too many people who avoided Lin Dongyan like snakes and scorpions.

Generally speaking, when he reported his name in these places, he would be "associated" with Lin Dongyan's name.

Jiang Yin raised his head to look at that person lightly, his eyes looked like a smile but not a smile, and a very light smile appeared from the tip of his nose, as if he was interested: "Two days ago, someone said that I spent money on Lin Dongyan, but today you said it was Lin Dongyan." Yan throws money at me, why don't you fight first?"

The man's eyes were sneering: "When you get to Lin Dongyan, do you really treat yourself like a green onion?"

Jiang Yin said without changing his face: "I always only regard myself as a human being, but you seem to regard yourself as a thing."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yin looked bullying, but his teeth were sharp and his mouth was sharp, that person suddenly blushed.

"What are you proud of? Who doesn't know that Lin Dongyan is just playing with you?"

Jiang Yin shrugged indifferently: "It's okay, I'm just playing around with him."

"you……"

Jiang Yin stared at him for a few seconds, but he understood, and said with a smile: "Are you interested in him?"

He squinted at the man, and finally shook his head regretfully: "Don't think about it, he doesn't like your type."

The man became angry from embarrassment: "Only you are worthy of him?"

Jiang Yin was amused by him. Just as he was about to say something, he heard a voice from beside him:

"Whether he deserves it or not is up to you."

The appearance of this voice caught Jiang Yin by surprise.

He looked over in surprise and found a man standing aside in a suit and leather shoes.

His eyes are always indifferent and serious.

Standing there, I don't know how long he stood and how much he heard.

Lin Dongyan's facial features are relatively deep, and he usually has no expression, just like a towering snow mountain born under the ghostly ax and sword of the heavens.

Although it is attractive, people are afraid to approach it because of the cold.

He was wearing a strict suit, which was out of place for a place like a bar. It seemed that he had just finished work and rushed over before he had time to change his clothes.

In fact, Jiang Yin has been dating him for a year, and has hardly seen him wearing anything other than a suit.

After all, Lin Dongyan is a well-known gold medal lawyer, busy with work all day long, running around all day long, and always in a tense state.

But, even his own birthday is no exception.

Maybe others couldn't tell at all that Jiang Yin was a few years older than him.

"Why are you here?" Jiang Yin sat up a little bit, restraining the looseness between his brows.

Lin Dongyan's cold eyes flicked across Jiang Yin's body, like a cold light on a steep snow cliff.

In him, Jiang Yin could always see the shadow of Shen Xueyan.

But it was precisely because of this that Jiang Yin maintained such a relationship with him.

However, he could clearly distinguish the difference between Lin Dongyan and Shen Xueyan.

Shen Xueyan is just a cold person, not a cold heart; but Lin Dongyan is different, he is indifferent, and his heart is always cold.

"Looking for you."

"Oh."

Jiang Yin nodded. Today is Lin Dongyan's birthday. As his boyfriend, he can't be too late.

Jiang Yin looked at the frozen person beside him, and asked Lin Dongyan, "Are you a friend?"

The man reacted, and immediately walked forward with a smile on his face, as if he wanted to shake hands with Lin Dongyan: "Mr. Lin, we met not long ago..."

Lin Dongyan's eyes were like ice skates, and he swept across his face. With such a simple glance, the man stopped immediately, not daring to approach any further.

Lin Dongyan looked back, turned and walked out, and said to Jiang Yin, "Let's go."

Jiang Yin was no longer surprised, and followed Lin Dongyan slowly, keeping his hands in his pockets.

Before leaving, he glanced at the man's pale face, and let out a sneer from his nostrils.

Walking out of the bar, Jiang Yin took a deep breath of the air outside.

At this time, the sky had already darkened, and Jiang Yin managed to follow Lin Dongyan with the help of the street lamp.

Lin Dongyan stopped in front and waited for him.

When Jiang Shi caught up, Lin Dongyan said, "Don't mind."

Jiang Yin shrugged and said, "It's okay, I'm used to it."

After socializing with Lin Dongyan for so long, the chance of encountering such a thing is too common.

Lin Dongyan lowered his eyes, hummed, and his expression was a little gloomy.

Entering the hotel's elevator, Jiang Yin said emotionally: "Lin Dongyan, isn't our relationship quite boring?"

He didn't know what Lin Dongyan thought, but Jiang Yin felt that he was quite naive.

He was with Lin Dongyan only because Lin Dongyan had something similar to Shen Xueyan.

This kind of thing is Jiang Yin's favorite.

Lin Dongyan's gaze paused, then gradually declined, and his tone was light: "It's not boring."

Lin Dongyan lowered his head and was as quiet as usual, but it seemed a little different.

After a while, Lin Dongyan raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Yin: "It's just for fun anyway, isn't it?"

Jiang Yin nodded approvingly: "Yes."

It seems that he doesn't have to feel guilty, anyway, Lin Dongyan also needs to put an end to some external troubles, doesn't he?

All the way, I was speechless until I entered the hall where the birthday party was held.

Lin Dongyan doesn't have many real friends, and the rest of them are almost all because of his interests, and because Lin Dongyan is a soft-hearted person, so he doesn't dare to offend easily. When he heard that his birthday is coming, Especially gracious to help him celebrate.

Lin Dongyan obviously did not have the self-consciousness of the host, and directly led Jiang Yin to sit at the prepared table as if no one was there. After a while, various people came to toast.

"Mr. Lin, today is your birthday, I would like to offer you a toast."

Even after drinking seven or eight glasses of wine, Lin Dongyan's face did not change at all, and he still looked indifferent. He just raised his glass when he saw someone coming, and then drank it without even thinking of talking.

But Lin Dongyan never liked to talk too much, and everyone present knew it.

"The person next to me must be Mr. Jiang? It's the first time we meet today, and I, Mr. Zhao, would like to toast you." The man filled the glass with wine, raised his arm, and signaled to Jiang Yin.

Jiang Yin glanced at him casually, thinking that since it was Lin Dongyan's birthday and he didn't buy any presents for him, he must give him some face.

He was about to pick up his wine glass when he was suddenly held down by a hand.

Lin Dongyan's bony fingers covered the back of his hand, and with a slight temperature on his fingertips, he said calmly, "He doesn't drink."

He opened his mouth, but he didn't expect it to be such a sentence.

But Jiang Yin's attention was all on his hands.

Lin Dongyan's hands are as pleasing to the eye as his face.It is also a pity that other emotions rarely appear on his face, and his hands only touch some cold documents.

--it's a pity.

The man's face was a little drunk, and he insisted on approaching: "How can a man know how to drink? Do me a favor and have a drink today."

Jiang Yin didn't want to cause trouble for Lin Dongyan, just when he was about to break free from his hand and pick up the wine glass, Lin Dongyan pressed down on the back of his hand, and said to the man in a more emphatic tone, "I'll drink for him."

Jiang Yin really doesn't like to drink alcohol, even if he has a party with friends, he only drinks some low-alcohol alcohol.

Lin Dongyan probably knew this.

Seeing that Lin Dongyan was a little angry, the man was more than half sober, he quickly shook his head and said no.

When the next person was toasting, Lin Dongyan pushed his wine glass and refused: "I've finished ordering, you continue."

Jiang Yin is not a person who likes to be lively, and after eating two mouthfuls, he propped his chin in a daze in a daze.

At this moment, the mobile phone on the table lit up, and it was a text message from an unfamiliar number.

"Senior, can we meet?"

That strange address made Jiang Yin's pupils shrink, as if seeing something dazzling, which made his eyes hurt.

Many people called him senior, but Jiang Yin had an inexplicable intuition.

This person is Shen Xueyan.