Senior, follow me

Fortunately, it was the weekend, so Fang Qiao didn't have to worry about asking for leave for the time being, but Lin Hang was also unreliable, so he abducted him to Beijing, but he disappeared as soon as he got off the plane, and he didn't know where he went.

Fang Qiao boarded the plane impulsively, and arrived in Beijing impulsively, only to find that he had nothing to take, nothing prepared, only a few cards in his wallet, hundreds of dollars in cash, and a lonely cell phone, dammit Not even a charging cable!

He stood at the airport speechless for a long time, and finally took a taxi to a hotel he frequented.

Fortunately, he is from Beijing and grew up here, so he won't get lost and lose himself completely.

In fact, Fang Qiao could go home and stay for two days, but he really couldn't explain why he suddenly ran back to Beijing.To find a man who disappeared?His dad would definitely break his leg.So Fang Qiao not only dared not go home, but also had to try her best to hide the fact that she ran back to Beijing secretly.

However, as the saying goes, what you are afraid of will come. Fang Qiao just registered at the hotel and got the room card when his mother called.

"Hey, Mom! What's blowing you out today?" Fang Qiao was sweating on his forehead, trying to put on a normal tone, "How are you doing recently?"

"You child, what are you talking about? Can I call you? Are you doing something bad?" Fang Qiao's mother said it casually, but Fang Qiao's hands trembled in fright.

"Where is this going? I just go to school, what bad things can I do..." Fang Qiao smiled guilty.

"Okay, mom is fine, I just haven't contacted you for a few days, I'll call you to chat..." Fang Qiao's mother said a few words, but she could hear her son's absent-mindedness, "You If there's anything wrong, Mom will call you another day?"

Fang Qiao had waited for this sentence, and quickly responded, "Hey, I'm really busy here, um, Mom, let's call you back another day, let's talk slowly!"

……

"...Okay, okay, I'm fine, don't worry...yes, I'll call back another day, um...okay, hang up..."

Finally, Fang Qiao hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief, only to realize that he was already in a cold sweat.

No way, he was afraid of his mother since he was a child.Fang Qiao's mother is a standard fighting middle-aged woman. Although she doesn't have any outstanding talents, she has an exquisite heart, her eyes are like radar, her brain is like a detective, and her nose is like a paparazzi. She was born with an excellent sensitivity to gossip.From childhood to adulthood, Fang Qiao can't hide almost everything from his mother, except for two things - one is the sexual orientation he was born with, and the other is Yan Zicheng who has been in love with Yan Zicheng for many years.

These two things can be hidden from his mother, because his mother never thought about it at all, and she didn't know what homosexuality was at all.

Fang Qiao stared at the mobile phone whose screen was still on, feeling extremely entangled.He didn't have much time, so he had to find Yan Zicheng before his mother noticed that he had come to Beijing, otherwise, he would probably go home and deal with the law.

However, it is really impossible to find someone who cannot be contacted in the huge Beijing city.

Fang Qiao called Yang Ze, thinking that he could find out about Yan Zicheng's whereabouts. Unexpectedly, the other party hesitated for a long time, and finally only gave him some vague information, and gave him the address of a residential area in Chaoyang District. , Let him go and try.

Fang Qiao followed the address, but no one answered after knocking on the door for a long time. In the end, the neighbor next door was overwhelmed and came out to tell him that no one had lived in this house for a long time, and it even started to be put up for sale a few days ago.

Fang Qiao left the residential building in a daze, staring at the address slip in her hand with a frown, she couldn't help suspecting that Yang Ze was sincerely playing with herself.

In this way, he looked for a needle in a haystack in the streets and alleys of Chaoyang District, tossing around like a headless chicken for several days, but he didn't even see Yan Zicheng.

On Sunday night, Fang Qiao stared at her phone, hesitating whether to book a ticket to fly back to Chengdu.There will be a class tomorrow morning. Although the teacher will not roll the roll, if he skips class too much, he will be exposed sooner or later. It is impossible for him to stay in Beijing forever.

But...he couldn't find Yan Zicheng, and he still felt uncomfortable.

He was annoyed when Lin Hang suddenly called.Fang Qiao got angry when he saw his name. He wanted this young master to use his connections in Beijing to help him find someone. Unexpectedly, this guy also disappeared with him. Why did he contact him two days ago? No, it popped up again now.

"Hey! If you have something to say, let it go!" Fang Qiao answered impatiently, and yelled over.

"...Fuck Fang Qiao, are you just talking to me like this?" Lin Hang on the other end of the phone was taken aback by him.

"I'm so annoying, I don't want to talk to you at all! It's okay, I'll hang up first." Fang Qiao guessed that there was nothing serious about him, so he wanted to hang up the phone.

"Hey, you've got some skills, I warn you, if you hang up my call, you'll regret it forever!"

Fang Qiao's heart moved, and the movements of his hands paused, "...Say, what's the matter?"

Lin Hang snorted twice triumphantly, whetted Fang Qiao's appetite, and then he was willing to speak——

"I saw Yan Zicheng. He seems to be drunk. You should know Muse in Chaoyang District..."

Damn it, why is Yan Zicheng in Muse?Did this guy come to Beijing just to club and drink?

Fang Qiao squeezed the phone in his hand, "Look at him, I'll be right there."

When Fang Qiao arrived at the Muse, he bumped into Yan Zicheng and had a conflict with someone.

The other party was two young men in their 20s, one of them was wearing a well-tailored tailored suit, frowning as if trying to persuade something, the other was wearing a T-shirt and jeans, with a gloomy face and a grumpy look, He also had a wine bottle in his hand.Opposite them, Yan Zicheng was still wearing a simple and crisp white shirt, leaning obliquely on the large dark sofa, crossing his two long legs, squinting his eyes slightly, and showing no timidity on his face.

Fang Qiao admired in her heart, the person she likes is indeed extraordinary, and she shows off her aura when she sits casually.But when he walked over and took a closer look, he realized that he was thinking too much.Yan Zicheng didn't have the aura of domineering, but simply drank too much, his eyes were empty, and he didn't see anything.

Lin Hang also held a foreign wine bottle in his hand, and was standing between Yan Zicheng and the two men, ready to fight.Turning around to see Fang Qiao coming, he quickly pulled him over.

"Damn it, you're here! You're a powerful man, with a good mouth, and a few words can make you angry, stronger than me!" Lin Hang, with lingering fear on his face, moved closer to Fang Joe whispered in his ear, "What now? He's offended a high-ranking boy."

"Senior won't offend others for no reason." Fang Qiao glanced at the two young men, "How did they offend him?"

"I don't know either. I've been watching from a distance. I didn't hear how they were arguing..." Lin Hang scratched his head and turned to look at Yan Zicheng's handsome face that was flushed from drinking. , said uncertainly, "Probably... sexual harassment?"

Yan Zicheng, who was drunk, was very attractive. His face was light pink, and his lips were redder than usual. Perhaps because he felt hot, he undid a few buttons of his shirt, and his delicate and beautiful collarbone could be seen faintly... …

It's really beautiful... Fang Qiao squinted her eyes, looked around at him, and walked over to fasten his buttons.

Lin Hang was speechless, and roared madly in his heart: Fang Qiao, you got the point wrong!Let's deal with these two people first, okay?

Seeing Fang Qiao approaching, Yan Zicheng turned around with misty eyes and stared at him for a while, as if he recognized him, so he didn't resist, and let the other party help him tidy his clothes meekly.

Fang Qiao gently adjusted Yan Zicheng's attire, then straightened up, and greeted the two people neither humble nor overbearing, "Hello, I'm Fang Qiao, may I ask who you are?"

The milder of the two was stunned for a moment, looked at Fang Qiao with interest, and smiled at the corner of his mouth, "I'm Zhang Ronghe, hello."

He tugged at his companion again, motioning for him to introduce himself, the obviously younger boy gave him an impatient look, and finally opened his mouth reluctantly, "Zhang Rongling."

The man who claimed to be Zhang Ronghe apologized to Qiao Fang, who smiled, "Rong Ling is my younger brother. He is still young, has a bad temper, and doesn't pay attention to what he says. I hope you don't mind."

Fang Qiao was noncommittal, he could tell that Zhang Ronghe didn't really think about the dispute, his brother who was not easy to dismiss.In normal times, a fight with that Zhang Rongling would not be a big deal, but now Yan Zicheng is drunk, and he is also a "black household" in Beijing who can't cause trouble at this time, one more thing is worse than one less thing, so he didn't say anything , It all depends on how the other party ends.

"Rong Ling, you are at fault for this matter, stop making trouble, and apologize to others." Zhang Ronghe smiled softly, but his tone was stern, and he could not refuse.

The boy standing beside him with a sullen face snorted impatiently, stalemate for a while, and finally compromised, muttering an apology reluctantly.

Before Fang Qiao could react, Yan Zicheng who was sitting on the side suddenly stood up and leaned lazily beside Fang Qiao, with a disdainful sneer on the corner of his mouth, and he opened his mouth to sarcastically, "Mr. A good-natured face sings red face, younger brother sings bad face with a wine bottle, and when he sees a good-looking guy alone, he goes up and hooks up, and if something happens, he just says "I'm sorry" lightly and just wants to fool him... Are you too rich or too powerful? How can you be so shameless? "

"Senior...?" Fang Qiao didn't expect him to speak so sharply, and instinctively felt that something was wrong.Logically speaking, even if those two people acted unkindly, they probably only took advantage of their words, and Yan Zicheng is a person who doesn't care about things, so he wouldn't be so aggressive.

Zhang Rongling's complexion changed, and Zhang Ronghe was also a little unhappy, and frowned, "This... sir, brother brother offended you before, but our apology is also sincere, it shouldn't be as bad as you said, right?" ?”

Yan Zicheng sneered back, "You're not a victim, so of course you don't think... a dog barking at people thinks it doesn't matter if people don't get hurt, and thinks they won't be punished...it's ridiculous!"

"Who the hell are you calling a dog!" This was too much, Zhang Rongling, who was standing opposite him and confronting him, couldn't take it anymore, and rushed up with the wine bottle in his hand.

"Rong Ling! Stop!" Zhang Ronghe was caught off guard and blurted out sharply.

Fang Qiao was taken aback, and a strange idea suddenly flashed in her mind, Yan Zicheng... seemed to be doing it on purpose!He was deliberately provoking Zhang Rongling!But... why?

There was no time for him to think carefully, because Zhang Rongling had already pounced on him, and he only had time to block it with his hand, causing the wine bottle to miss his aim, but the boy's sharp fist still hit Yan Zicheng's left eye.

"Senior!"

Severe pain and darkness ensued, Yan Zicheng relaxed and let himself fall into a coma.

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"Fang Qiao, I don't have a fucking friend like you!"

"That's right, I, Fang Qiao, never wanted to be your friend!"

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