The whole world knows he has a crush on me

After Bo Jiu finished saying this, his fierce eyes that hadn't been retracted darted back and forth on Qu Ning's body, as if he was confirming something hastily.

The young man flinched, and let out a flattering smile.

Bo Jiu didn't look at him again, took a few deep breaths, took out the coat he was supposed to wear, and was clutched in his hands all the way, he could vaguely feel the damp breath in his palm.

Lin Ling might have drunk too much, but after being frightened for a moment, his arrogance rose.

"I'm still your ancestor! Why don't you come to this glass of wine—ah!"

Before he finished speaking, he was kicked hard in the abdomen, and he flew upside down and hit the coffee table he had just stepped on.

Qu Ning couldn't hear anything, but the wind in his ears made him close his eyes suddenly, and then he felt someone pulling him behind.

Familiar strength, and smell.

The little assistants on the ground were dumbfounded. He was used to seeing Lin Ling domineering and instructing others, but he had never seen him being pressed and beaten like this.

Bo Jiu stepped forward, stepped on the side of the coffee table, firmly pinched Lin Ling's chin with his bony hands, knocked open a bottle of red from the side, and poured it down towards Lin Ling.

His tone was low and indifferent, with a strong sense of oppression: "Don't you like to drink? Drink enough today!"

The red wine spilled all over Lin Ling's neck, and it looked like a murder scene for a while.

The bar manager arrived late, followed by a sluggish young man who arrived before anyone else called.

"Young Master Bo calm down, who doesn't have eyes to offend your old man?"

Wei Liang walked in and took a look, and blurted out "Oh shit".

"Brother Jiu! A society ruled by law! Hold on!"

Only then did Bo Jiu let go of the man on the ground without saying a word, and turned around to find a tissue to wipe his hands clean.

Qu Ning still had this wink, and immediately stepped forward to contribute his own furry duck paper bag, and consciously pinched the duck's beak to facilitate him to take out the paper.

Bo Jiu took a look at him, and slapped...three viciously.

The one brought out did not forget to stuff the duck's mouth back for him.

"You deal with this person later." He said to Wei Liang.

Wei Liang could also see that it was red wine at this moment, he smiled and smoothed things over: "It's a small matter! It's been a long time since I saw you getting angry, and I thought something happened. Don't worry, brother, I will handle this matter."

Qu Ning consciously narrowed his sense of existence during the conversation between the two.

Acquaintances don't talk when they don't meet, and they are two when they meet.

This Wei Liang, known as Brother Liang in high school, is also a rich second generation, and has been in Bo Jiu's circle since kindergarten.

...Of course I also know him.

"Why, you don't know me, have you forgotten even Wei Liang?" Bo Jiu suddenly said, chilly.

To do such a thing that requires the boss to save the scene is already very social, and now he has to face the even more overwhelming Shura reunion scene.

Qu Ning made some serious mental preparations, looked at Wei Liang and said, "Hi, classmate Wei Liang."

"Hey!" Wei Liang didn't recognize Qu Ning yet, with a playful look on his face: "It's been so many years since I've been called that, and sure enough, it's different when a beauty speaks."

Bo Jiu's face darkened: "Wipe your eyes before talking."

Wei Liang: "??"

He took another two steps, took a closer look at Qu Ning, and finally dug out the key word "cowardly and autistic old classmate" from the literary youth with long hair, beautiful woman, tall, thin and stylish.

I don't know if I don't see it, I was shocked when I saw it.

"My dear father! You, you, you! You are Qu Ning back then?!" Wei Liang was shocked, and then quickly glanced at Bo Jiu.

Fuck!Die!

Others don't know what's going on with Bo Jiu, so how can they not know?

The only young master of the Bo family, fell in love with someone at first sight in high school and had a crush on him for a whole year. For a while, he stayed up late to read cp posts and ate sweets by himself. Seeing his sweetheart slowly approaching him and relying on him, The wedding candy for the brothers was almost ready, but when they graduated from high school, they suddenly lost sight of Bai Yueguang!

During that time, Bo Jiu was in a state of bewilderment, frantically looking for him, and almost didn't go to university!But Qu Ning seems to have evaporated from the world, this matter has become a taboo among them, and no one is willing to expose Bo Jiu's emotional wounds.

It's just that since then, Bo Jiu has never been tempted to fall in love again. After so many years of being pure-hearted and focused on making money, Bo's mother was so anxious that they even wondered whether Bo Jiu had been lowered.

Until today, the hero of "Youth Sadomasochism" miraculously appeared in front of him, the ugly duckling turned into a white swan and was suspected of being bullied and drunk, Wei Liang finally understood why Bo Jiu did it.

Damn it, Qu Ning is Bo Jiu's taboo, whoever touches it will die!

The box was full of smog, so Wei Liang directly opened the most luxurious box in Dongqi, and invited the two male protagonists in respectfully.

When passing by Qu Ning, he gave him a thumbs up,

Wei Liang: "Student Xiaoqu is awesome!"

Qu Ning didn't have time to wear a hearing aid, he would rely entirely on lip reading, and in a hurry, he read this sentence as "Your death is fixed".

"You haven't come in yet, what are you doing standing at the door?" Bo Jiu threw his coat on the sofa, and sat in the largest sofa cover.

Qu Ning felt pushed from behind, turned around in horror, only saw Wei Liang's malicious eyes.

The door is closed.

Qu Ning's Adam's apple slipped for a moment, and moved forward step by step, his buttocks only touched half of the soft sofa.

"...Mr. Bo."

Two words, rusty, polite.

Bo Jiu narrowed his eyes fiercely, and stared at Qu Ning almost every time he made a mistake.

"You can, Qu Ning, recognize me right after the meeting. I haven't seen you for seven years, and you want to run away after seeing me for the first time? Do you still want to resign? Am I going to make you so unbearable?"

Qu Ning shook his head hastily, his eyes fixed on the thin lips that opened and closed.

concentrated.

Concentrate, Quning.

You can read it.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Bo Jiu said again, "Did you recognize me?"

Qu Ning: "Yes."

Bo Jiu: "You still have a conscience."

Qu Ning: "I'm sorry."

Bo Jiu was silent for a moment, then took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth.

Looking at Qu Ning's pale face, he didn't point.

Countless words flooded into my throat, and after holding back for a long time, I suppressed my throat and said, "Where have you been all these years?"

Qu Ning breathed a sigh of relief, moved his eyes upwards, and saw that Bo Jiu's nose did not move again.

He said: "I was in England, where I studied for four years at an art college, and then found a studio for three years."

Bo Jiudan said: "Oh, so you went to the other side of the ocean. When I turned Ancheng upside down, I thought you were captured by aliens."

Qu Ning pinched Yaya's buttocks to ease the tension.

The adult dialogue suppressed many impulsive emotions and showed more decency to support the situation, but who knows how the other party's mind is turbulent?

Bo Jiu took down the cigarette and held it in his hand. His hand had beaten someone just now, and now his knuckles were still a little white.

"Still learning to draw?"

Qu Ning: "...um."

Painting has always been Qu Ning's favorite thing. He started to study systematically when he was in high school. He can stay alone for a long time without getting bored. This thing can give him the greatest stability and peace. Once he starts painting It feels like the years have calmed down.

One painting lasts for many years.

He also learned to edit videos to record his life, but this was an idea given to him by his psychiatrist a few years ago.

Bo Jiu raised his eyes and looked at Qu Ning sitting opposite him.

With long hair that he had never seen before, he became beautiful and capable, but inside the shell seemed to be the original clumsy soul.

When nervous, he picks his fingers and bites his lips.

He saw it right away.

"You have been abroad for so many years, why do you come back?"

This sentence is a little angry, and Bo Jiu's mood is in a mess now. He knows that Qu Ning is his hidden switch. decent thing.

Say something irrational.

The young man on the opposite side glanced at him, then slowly lowered his head.

Bo Jiu waited for a few minutes, then said in a straight tone, "I'm asking you something, little snail."

Qu Ning didn't hear or see, he missed this slightly gentle voice, and began to answer the previous blunt question.

"I...returned to China because there is my home here."

Actually no, he is still living in the hotel.

"Also because... there are a lot of my friends here."

Not really, after so many years, even Wei Liang didn't recognize himself anymore.

"The other thing is... I want to come back and have a look, while I'm still young and energetic."

Also take advantage of the opportunity to hear the last bit of real tone.

The real world in his ears is getting away from him day by day. This is a desperate process that can drive anyone crazy.

Bo Jiu's voice is so nice, maybe one day he won't be able to hear it at all.

What a pity.

He hesitated to say a few words, Bo Jiu knew that a few words could not fill the gap, so he directly asked a question that had troubled him for seven years.

"Okay, then let me ask you, why did you leave in the first place? As your... former tablemate, cooking for you, fighting for you, and helping you with your homework, I think I have a little bit of a right to know the reason for this."

This is the Bo Jiu he is familiar with. If there is anything to say, he will not hesitate like him, and will always be a straight ball player.

He frankly made himself ashamed.

Qu Ning knew that this conversation would have such a question sooner or later, but at this moment, he felt a sense of relief.

"Because I was sick at that time." Qu Ning raised his head with a slight smile, and said naturally, "I was sick, and I didn't feel well, so I went abroad and wanted to live alone slowly."

Bo Jiu was stunned for a moment.

"Are you sick?... What's wrong with you?"

Qu Ning pinched the duck's head again, skipped the incurable ear disease, and pointed to the heart.

"here."

"There's always a voice repeating here."

"It tells me that if I want not to be hurt by anything, it is best to avoid the beginning of all stories and let everyone and everything stay at the best moment," Qu Ning said slowly, "I was too much back then. Pessimistic, bewitched by it, chose to leave, that's it."

Qu Ning uttered this half-truth and half-false sentence, thinking that with Bo Jiu's temper, he might get up and leave on the spot.

But the other party didn't.

Bo Jiu just changed the shape of the cigarette.

Bo Jiu still sat beside him and didn't leave.

So, his intense feelings back then were forced to be cut in half because of this illusory reason?

"...Yes, Qu Ning, in fact, you are more ruthless than me."

This sentence is not as vigorous as Bo Jiubai's, Qu Ning can imagine the deep and hoarse tone of this sentence, which makes the tip of his nose a little sour.

Qu Ning pinched the shoulder bag strap, and his heart twitched for a moment.

But that's just one of his reasons... He still can't hear. Over the years, he tried his best to decorate the outer shell, but the inside is actually a stupid snail with many problems.

And Bo Jiu, born perfect and dazzling, is the proud son of heaven.

If there was nothing wrong with his ears at that time, maybe... maybe he would have stayed.

"So I'm trying to heal."

Bo Jiu's expression was complicated, and he asked after a while, "Is the treatment effective?"

Qu Ning put his eyes on the man's lips, raised his hand and touched his ear for a while: "Yes, don't you think I'm back now?"

"I'm back, it's a new beginning of a story."

The author has something to say:

[You don't want to plant a flower because you don't want to see it wither a little bit. In order to avoid the end, you avoid the beginning of everything]

This idea is a bit morbid. Keeping a pet is the same. Because I can’t stand the pet leaving, no matter how cute it is, I will only look at it from a distance and will not touch it. We still have to be optimistic and brave, and enjoy every possibility of life in a timely manner.

No more nonsense, anyway sweet text~