The real young master was forced to debut [entertainment circle]

Shang Yan didn't come home all night, so he left Dachang and hired a driver and went straight to Zuijin.

The huge screen in the luxury box played the popular love songs over and over again, some people ordered songs, and some specially sang them.

He leaned on the sofa and listened to those low-level singing voices, only to feel the noise and harshness: "Go away! What are they singing! It's not half as good as mine!"

The little girl was so frightened that she didn't dare to speak out, she put down the microphone and left in a daze. The waiters in black tuxedos came in with wine, standing in a row and pouring wine one after another.

He poured cup after cup into his stomach, drinking red, orange, yellow and green in a hurry, disorderly and mixed manner.

After drinking a row, I still feel that my mind is clear, and the dull pain in my heart is violent and clear.

"Young master, don't drink anymore. If you drink again, something will happen. Brother Jun will trouble us."

"I need you to take care of it!" He roared sharply, his eyes were dark and treacherous, and under the magnificent light, his face was cold.

Shang Yan thought they were pouring the wine too slowly, holding the bottle and pouring it directly into his mouth.When someone stopped him, he flew into a rage and threw the wine bottle to the ground: "Go away!"

The foreman called Wang Shaojun. Wang Shaojun was afraid that he would drink himself to death, so he didn't dare to delay for a moment.

Not long ago, I told him that the family education is strict, and those who cannot drink underage have already learned to get drunk when they turn around.

Wang Shaojun snatched his wine.

Shang Yan shot him a sideways look, then turned to get another bottle.

It was the first time he drank alcohol, the alcohol was spicy and pungent, but he couldn't get drunk. It was the first time he knew that he could drink so well.

Other than the taste making him sick, it's almost like he's drinking water, pouring it down his stomach.

Wang Shaojun was terrified by him, it was the first time he saw people who drank like cattle, even if they drank a lot, they didn't dare to do so.

"Brother Yan, if you continue like this, I'll ask Lord Jing to come pick you up." The kid is in a bad mood and likes to play around, as long as he doesn't go out of his way, as an elder, he can help hide it.

But what he is doing now is obviously out of his control.

"Whatever you want, if you want to go back to Shenghua, just call. I want to see if he is willing to beat me, or take your sacrificial knife first." His eyes were red and bloodshot.

He obviously drank so much wine, but the pain in his heart still lingered.

Obviously he and Shang Lianyin haven't known each other for a long time, obviously he didn't know good from bad and rejected him, why did he torture himself?

He, Shang Yan, is such a proud person. If he doesn't like him, he doesn't like him. Why does he want to live and die like this?

He opened his mouth and panted loudly like a dying fish, couldn't help but want to scream, couldn't help but want to vent something, but the breath was stagnant in his heart and it was hard to get rid of.

He went to get another glass of wine, and the two beads on the red string on his wrist jingled on the coffee table, and the beads made his hands hurt.

He took the bracelet off his hand and threw it into the ice bucket, out of sight.

He just wanted to get drunk and relieve his worries, so that when he woke up tomorrow, it would be another beautiful day.

He is still unrestrained and unrestrained, he still laughs when he should laugh, and swayes his youth wantonly.

But now his mind is full of Shang Lianyin's cold and heartless words.

"You're just passing by."

"If you weren't my younger brother, your skull would have been crushed by me."

"Don't make me feel sick."

Shang Lianyin said he was disgusting.

Those mocking smiling faces piled up in front of his eyes, shattering all his dignity.

He let go of his pride and confessed, which was the result.

His passionate kisses just made him sick.

Why did he come here for such a cheap thing?

He drank cup after cup, taking the opportunity to comfort himself that he was not getting drunk because of Shang Lianyin's refusal.

He was just sad that he didn't get a reasonable return for his efforts.

"Stop drinking! If you drink any more, I'll call an ambulance!" Wang Shaojun snatched his drink and threw it on the ground.

The glass exploded, the sound was not very obvious under the cover of the music, just like when he held a heart in front of Shang Lianyin and it was crushed and smashed, Shang Lianyin didn't feel much.

The mobile phone pushes one after another, and everyone is cheering for the golden sea at the performance.

[This sea of ​​gold is really amazing, it's really worth staying up all night to watch it. 】

[This level beats other talent shows by a block, those who didn't know thought it was a group night. 】

[Brother Yin's stage is so amazing, it can be included in the god-level stage inventory. 】

[The brotherhood of Sanhuo and Brother Yin is admirable. 】

[This is not brotherhood, it is clearly the love of gods. 】

[Brother Yin also got serious, and rushed in both directions. 】

He looked at the sea of ​​flowers in his phone, feeling inexplicably dazzling, and the hot searches made him feel like a joke.

The whole world knows that he likes him, but Shang Lianyin doesn't know.

What he did touched only himself.

"I'll ask Brother Yin to pick you up."

Shang Yan's fingertips holding the wine glass trembled slightly, he murmured the name around his mouth, and pulled out a hint of sarcasm: "Just call it, he will come and count me as the loser."

If he dared to come, he must have torn his hand off, let him taste what shame is!

Lying on the bed, Shang Lian's mind was full of Shang Yan's figure, and those smug and sly smiles occupied his mind.

His pitiful appearance with tears in his eyes suddenly flashed before his eyes, and his heart throbbed inexplicably.

Did he speak too harshly?That child grew up in a single-parent family, even if the material is rich, it is inevitable that he will be sensitive and suspicious.

Moreover, he grew up with Shang Jingxing, so his personality inevitably follows him, doing his own way and willful behavior, as if he is the only one in the sky and the world.

When you are frustrated for the first time, do you not know how to deal with your emotions?

Their delicate family relationship is really not suitable for being a couple. Just like what Shang Yan said, if they break up in the future, there will always be one person who will bear all the grievances and be forced to leave.

Who can guarantee that it will last for decades?In his eyes, love is not as stable as family affection, and love will never be greater than family affection.

Shang Yan is too young now, and his mind is immature, when he treats the person he likes, he just welcomes him without any scruples based on the momentary hormones of his liking.

Shang Yan is ignorant, he has to be ignorant as a brother.

Shang Lianyin pursed her lips unconsciously, turned over, her mind was full of Shang Yan kissing him.

His body began to heat up uncontrollably at the thought of these, and he couldn't think about it anymore.

He turned over again and tried to get rid of the bad things in his mind. Ling Jinbai had already torn off his quilt: "Brother Yin, Shang Yan went crazy drinking at the bar, and Father Shang knew that he would definitely kill him when he drank." he!"

"Brother Jun asked you to go pick him up."

Ling Jinbai's face was full of worry, Shang Lianyin watched the video on Ling Jinbai's phone, and Shang Yan's posture of drinking heavily, his head started to hurt again, really crazy.

He casually picked up a black T-shirt, put it on, and rushed outside. He calmed down as soon as he put on his clothes: "Tell Xu Fei, and someone will pick him up."

"That's impossible. Who dares to provoke him, and what should the media write when they see his appearance?"

Shang Lianyin ran to lead the person helplessly, when the door was pushed open, the room was filled with the smell of alcohol, Shang Yan was already drowsy, lying on the sofa, her tall body curled up into a ball, like It's a frightened little beast.

Shang Yan could clearly feel that he still had a little bit of consciousness, but he couldn't control his body, and there seemed to be a phantom in front of his eyes, and he tried to fish for the wine glass several times but failed.

When Wang Shaojun saw Shang Lianyin, he seemed to have seen a savior: "You are finally here, there is a room upstairs, you take him there quickly, if he drinks again, I have to take him directly to the crematorium."

Wang Shaojun glanced at Shang Yan, slapped the room card on his hand, and left in a hurry.

Shang Lianyin looked at the room card in her hand and put it in her trouser pocket, and walked inside.

He has never seen a man who is so desperate for refusing to confess, and Shang Yan is also the number one he knows.

Children are trouble.

There is a psychological shadow in the harsh words, and the understatement of the rejection can't dampen the enthusiasm of the young man.

Shang Yan's body was half lying on the sofa, his cheeks rubbed against the sofa, and his brows were furrowed.

The alcohol-stained face was slightly drunk, I don't know if he had cried, and there was a trace of red at the end of the eyes, which was particularly pitiful.

That hand struggled to reach for the wine glass again and again on the coffee table, and finally found it. The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his half-smile was particularly provocative.

He sat up slightly and was about to drink when Shang Lianyin strode towards him and snatched his glass.

The wine spilled on his wrist, and he frowned disgustedly and turned his hand to throw the glass on the coffee table, full of repressed anger: "Are you naive? As for ruining your own body?"

Hearing his voice, Shang Yan cried inexplicably, his eyes were red from drinking too much alcohol and staying up late, his wet eyes directly crushed Shang Lianyin's heart.

"I don't want you to care about my own body, don't I have the right to make decisions? Can't I drink if I'm broken in love?" He clearly said angry words, but his tone was inexplicably soft and wronged.

Shang Lianyin leaned closer to listen, and Shang Yan became more and more sad: "Go away, I don't want to see you, you don't like me, and I won't like you either, I, Shang Yan, can control myself."

He pushed, but there was no strength in his hands, his whole body was like a ball of soft cotton.

But his consciousness couldn't control his body, and leaned crookedly on Shang Lianyin's body.

Feeling the warmth of the other person's body and the familiar breath, Shang Yan couldn't help but babble: "Brother, I'm so sad, my heart hurts so much."

Shang Yan took his hand and attached it to his chest, and clasped his fingers on the back of Shang Lianyin's hand, and there were several bloodstains in his hand: "You actually said I was disgusting, you said I was disgusting..."

Shang Yan wantonly vented his emotions, tears wiped Shang Lianyin's neck, and slid into his body along his collarbone, the cold temperature made his heart tremble slightly.

"Didn't say you were disgusting, you heard it wrong." He clearly said not to make him feel sick, why did the taste change in his mouth?

"Then prove it to me." Shang Yan rubbed his head against his neck, and his fluffy hair tickled his heart.

"You said."

Shang Yan raised his tearful face: "Kiss me."

Shang Lianyin: "..."

It seems that he is not drunk, this poor kid is pretending again.

Why don't you become an actor if your acting skills are so good?

His sharp eyes swept over Shang Yan's cheeks, Shang Yan saw that he hadn't responded, and cried louder: "Look, you just hate me, and you still say I'm just passing by, and I'm just passing by."

"I'm just a tool for people to laugh with, just a rag doll that people still play with. I have followed your life trajectory since I was a child. If you want to learn piano, I will learn it, and if you want to learn violin, I will also learn it. You are smart and I will be smart as well."

"I've always been forced to be good."

"Now that you're back, you don't want me, you all think I'm a burden."

"You say I'm your younger brother, but you treat Song Sinan and Qi Dongdong better than me, you touch his hair, teach him to sing, you accept Song Sinan's red string, and you promise to be her boyfriend, but I You are not allowed to touch you."

Shang Lianyin was held tightly by him, listening to his trivial grievances, she looked up at the ceiling helplessly.

How can he treat him well?If it had changed before, if a man dared to hold him and kiss him, he would have already started thinking about how to chop his hands.

The elder and young master's sorrows are different from ordinary people's, and his self-esteem will be frustrated if he is rejected for a confession.

How many people are stepping on their dignity and still working hard to live.

Shang Yan grew up rich and well-clothed, well-fed and well-clothed. If he wanted money and money, he would have leisure and leisure, and if he wanted status and status, he would be taken care of for his basic necessities.

How can he be nice to him?

Buy him clothes, food and gifts?

Does he need it?He does not need it!

He has everything, as long as he opens his mouth, many people will try to curry favor with him.

Shang Lianyin was still crying in his arms, and he didn't interrupt his babbling. It's good to let the child vent a bit, and he will naturally figure it out when he wakes up tomorrow.

After Shang Yan's crying gradually became quieter, he said, "Have you cried enough? I'll send you to take a shower and sleep if you've cried enough."

He smelled of alcohol all over, and he began to feel dizzy when he got close.

"Get up." Shang Lianyin stood up and reached out to pull him.

Shang Yan got up, but his footsteps were weak, and he fell directly into his arms: "My legs are weak, I don't feel my legs, why can't I walk?"

He suddenly pushed Shang Lianyin away, supported himself on the edge of the sofa to walk, and fell down without taking two steps.

Seeing that the man was about to fall to the ground, Shang Lianyin quickly reached out and grabbed him by the collar of his back jacket, picking him up like a chicken.

The long arms went around his back and passed under his armpit, clamping him like a doll.

"I don't have any legs anymore. I won't be able to dance after I'm done. Brother, what should I do in the future?"

Listening to his nonsense, Shang Lianyin knew that the kid was drunk, and he had to thank the kid for not throwing up.

"Brother, I have no legs, I can't feel my legs anymore." Shang Yan was crying and fussing in his arms, tears and snot rubbing against him all the time.

Feeling helpless in Shang Lianyin's heart, she bent down and picked her up.

Why does he look like this when he's drunk?

Shang Yan lost control of his body, felt that he was about to fall, subconsciously wrapped his arms around Shang Lianyin's neck, his head was like a thousand pieces of gold, and fell on his neck to lean on.

"Brother, my head is so heavy..."

"Deserved!"

"Wine...not good..."

"It doesn't taste good and you drink so much."

"Brother, I like you so much." He rubbed against his neck, as if being coquettish.

"..." Shang Lianyin was inexplicably dumb, her shallow breath sprayed on his neck, and the moist smell of wine in his mouth made him feel hot all over.

And he seemed to feel that his body became stiff because of his words.

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感谢在2021-08-1513:59:10~2021-08-1615:00:36期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottles of Cang;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!