compulsory possession

Li Beiyan drove out from the villa area, got into a bar at random and ordered a lot of spirits from the bartender.He hasn't touched alcohol for a long time, but now he desperately hopes to use it to numb himself and stop thinking about He Cong.

As long as you are drunk, you can hide in the world of alcohol and don't have to think about anything.

He drank heavily, not knowing how much he drank, but his vision became more and more blurred, and his mind was not clear.

"Continued Cup……"

"No more."

Someone came over and held down his hand, Li Beiyan tried to open his eyes wide but still couldn't see his face clearly, he was pulled up from the bar chair by his hand and crashed into the man's arms.

"Who are you..." Li Beiyan was drunk, and it took him a long time to get the words out of his mouth.

The man seemed to have said something, Li Beiyan was dizzy, his ears were buzzing and he couldn't hear what he said.He was taken out and stuffed into the car, and when he fell down, he vaguely saw a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

After a long time, the car stopped, and someone opened the door and called Li Beiyan's name.He was so annoyed by the noise, he slapped the man's face, and he immediately quieted down.

Sudden nausea in the stomach, Li Beiyan pushed him away, rushed out of the car and vomited beside the road.Drinking capacity is a thing that really needs to be practiced from time to time. Like now, if you drink it after many years, you will easily vomit.

At the back, Li Beiyan was so weak that he bent over and squatted on the ground. The man came over and handed him a bottle of water.

Li Beiyan stretched out his hand and patted it away again, thinking that this person really has no eyesight, can't he tell that he is deliberately getting drunk?He Cong didn't care about him, so what did he do next.

He buried his head in his two overlapping arms, thinking about where He Cong is now, but he couldn't remember for a long time.

Later he thought it was fine, anyway, he was old and ugly now, and He Cong would not like it.

Another hand reached out to pull him, Li Beiyan wanted to avoid it, but his center of gravity was unstable and he almost fell. The man gave an unhappy "tsk", forcing Li Beiyan to rinse his mouth with water, and then picked him up by the waist and carried him on his shoulders.

"Let me go." Li Beiyan hiccupped and spoke intermittently. He kicked him with his feet, but he slapped him twice on the buttocks.

In the end, the pain was so painful that he had no strength to resist, so he obediently lay on the man's shoulders, was carried by him for a while, and then placed on a soft cushion.

"Teacher Li, raise your hand and change into clean clothes."

The eyelids seemed to be tightly pressed by something, it was very heavy, Li Beiyan opened it for a long time before opening it.

Barely seeing a blurry figure, he couldn't see the face clearly, he tapped his head with his hands, only to see the figures overlapped into one, which seemed to be He Cong.

The dazzling light shot over, he dodged subconsciously, and after a while behind his arm, he saw that the person standing in front was not someone else, it was really him.

"Uncle." Li Beiyan grinned, a little blankly.

"Change your clothes first." He Cong bent over to help him take off his coat, and the two of them were very close, face to face, and Li Beiyan's lips even lightly brushed against his earlobe.

It seems that I really can't drink too much wine, I have hallucinations.Li Beiyan took a deep breath, smelling the smell of alcohol all over his body, and the faint scent of perfume on He Cong.

It must be a dream. Does that mean he can do anything now.

He cupped He Cong's face and kissed it vigorously, tasted the taste of He Cong in his dream, both familiar and unfamiliar.

The light kiss gradually became out of control, and Li Beiyan kissed his lips more deeply.

The arm holding him trembled, and He Cong struggled out of the kiss, trying to calm his breathing, "Li Beiyan, what are you doing?"

Why was He Cong in the dream so verbose? Li Beiyan was dissatisfied with being interrupted by him, pouting, eyes moist, "Don't talk."

Anyway, this is his dream, he can do whatever he wants, regardless of whether He Cong is willing or not.

Those hands that trembled from being drunk stretched out towards the man's shoulders again, this time without success, He Cong stopped him halfway.

The drunkard's eyes were bright and filled with water vapor, and he showed him the softest expression without any defense.

He Cong's Adam's apple moved up and down, and the apex of his heart seemed to be scratched slightly by someone, it was very itchy, and he suppressed the unreasonable impulse with reason.

"Ms. Li, give me your mobile phone."

"what?"

"..."

Having nothing to say to the drunk, He Cong gave up talking to him, bent down to touch Li Beiyan's pocket, and took out his cell phone.

"Sit down, don't move around." He Cong straightened Li Beiyan, swiped his phone across his face, and the screen unlocked instantly.

Li Beiyan staggered and smirked at He Cong, "Are you not angry with me?"

While flipping through his recent call records, He Cong put his hands on his waist, worried that he would fall off the bar chair.

"Teacher Li is obedient, please sit down obediently."

The drunkard couldn't hear anything else, but he heard this sentence clearly. He immediately straightened his back, put his hands on his knees, and sat upright on the chair.

When it's over, he still takes credit, "I'll listen to you, can you stop being angry with me?"

After making this request twice in a row, He Cong, who was flipping through his phone, stopped out of curiosity, and asked, "What did you do wrong?"

"I asked you to forgive me, why do you still hold grudges like this?"

Not only did no gossip gossip, but he was also complained by drunks.

He Cong couldn't hold it back, and rubbed Li Beiyan's hair maliciously with his hands, pinching his neck like a chicken again, feeling his skin as smooth as silk.

When he touched Li Beiyan, He Cong felt a strange sense of familiarity.

The emotion was so inexplicable that I couldn't find the source at all.

But just...

very familiar.

It was as if he had done the same action countless times before.

Like a magnetic field, every finger of his was deeply attracted, and he was unwilling to stop rubbing it for a long time.

It was still Li Beiyan who tilted his head, pursed his lips that were reddened by alcohol, "It's so itchy."

He Cong subconsciously wanted to scold him not to pout, but when he reached the end of his words, he stopped abruptly.

Why does he care about Li Beiyan?

Every time we get along with him, there are always too many difficult problems to solve, He Cong frowned, flipping through the call records in his phone.

Most of them are unfamiliar numbers, and there is no note contact person, probably the parents of the students.It seems that the word "Cheng Xia" caught in the long string of numbers is very eye-catching.

"Ms. Li, I'll call Cheng Xia and ask him to pick you up."

This way of handling is more reasonable than sending him to the hotel alone, and it is less intimate, maintaining an ordinary teacher-student-parent relationship.

The bell rang for only a few seconds before it was quickly picked up with a young and slightly tired voice.

"Pear, miss me?"

The very intimate tone fell into He Cong's ears, and the five words were all tinged with ambiguity.

"Ms. Li is drunk, I will send you the address, come and pick it up as soon as possible."

He Cong hung up the phone after a brief explanation. According to common sense, his reaction should not be so indifferent, but he did that.

I don't even want to say a single extra word to the other party.

Pinching the center of his eyebrows with his fingers, he couldn't think of the reason for his inexplicable irritability, so He Cong asked the bartender for a glass of wine.

The drunk was being honest now, lying on the bar counter with his eyes closed as if he had fallen asleep.

It looks very honest, when you get drunk and crazy, you will knock off the roof.He Cong's lips pressed against the glass, the cold and moist touch reminded him of the kiss before.

Like a little beast, it is rampant but has no rules.The teacher who is usually stiff and doesn't even dare to look at him looks like a different person.

He Cong was very curious, brushing the tip of Li Beiyan's nose with his fingertips, and asked, "Who is the person you really want to kiss through me?"

No one could answer him, Li Beiyan was tickled by him, shook his head, then turned to the other side, avoiding He Cong's teasing hand completely.

It didn't take long for Cheng Xia to arrive, with a suit jacket on her arm, and her footsteps came quickly and in a hurry.

The eyes of the two met in the air, Cheng Xia obviously paused, and the expression on his face became strange.He Cong stood up from his seat and saw that Cheng Xia had sorted out the emotions on his face.

He stretched out his hand to He Cong, "Hi, I'm Li Beiyan's friend, Cheng Xia."

He Cong shook hands with him, "Hi, I'm He Cong."

After greeting each other, neither of them paid any attention to the other, Cheng Xia took Li Beiyan's arm to his shoulders, helped him by the waist, and led him up from the bar chair.

He Cong leaned over to help, but Cheng Xia turned around and avoided his hand.

The evasive movement was too deliberate, and the air stood still for a moment.

The outstretched hand froze in mid-air, He Cong's eyebrows twitched, and he raised his eyes to look over, his eyes suddenly became cold.

Cheng Xia didn't want to explain, but said, "Don't bother Mr. He, I'll take Beiyan back now."

As he said that, he lowered his head to pull Li Beiyan's hand, only to find that the top three buttons of the drunk man's shirt were all undone. From Cheng Xia's perspective, the tattoo on Li Beiyan's chest was clearly visible.

Hold!Cheng Xia's scalp went numb instantly.

He directly hugged him into his arms, didn't even say goodbye to He Cong, and rushed out with Li Beiyan as if fleeing.

At noon the next day, Li Beiyan woke up from the hangover, came out of the bedroom wearing slippers, and asked Cheng Xia in the living room for something to eat.

What happened last night has been hanging in Cheng Xia's heart. You can pretend not to care about your feelings, but the tattoo is engraved on your skin, like a big thunder has been buried.

I'm afraid that one day someone will step on it and blow it to pieces with a "bang".

Cheng Xia sat down beside him, handed him a glass of water, "Lizi, why were you with He Cong last night?"

The person who was drinking water choked in fright at this sentence, and coughed violently for a long time before stopping, with red eyes.

"Me? Didn't I drink alone last night?"

Cheng Xia shook her head at him, "He Cong was there when I went."

"Fuck!" Drink the fragments!

He only remembered the scene of He Cong kissing Zhexi.

"Forget it, who cares what he does when he comes out."

The more you don't want to see a person, the higher the chance of running into him.Li Beiyan was at the gate of the school, looking at the sports car parked by the side of the road. He Cong pressed the window of the car and looked at him.

"Mr. He, are you looking for me?"

He Cong got out of the car, put his fingers on Li Beiyan's chest, and tapped on the apex of his tattooed heart, "What is your place?"

With a bang, something exploded in Li Beiyan's heart.