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In the early morning, the curtains in the bedroom were tightly covering the entire bedroom, with no light coming through. There was only a slight movement of the central air conditioner in the dark bedroom.

The messy clothes scattered on the carpet in the bedroom last night were cleaned up, and there was no trace of mess, as if they were cleaned up bit by bit by a man with a cleanliness habit.

The air conditioner was messed up on the bed in the bedroom, and one hand was hanging loosely on the edge of the bed.

The knuckles are clearly defined, and the ring finger is wearing a silver ring. Along the slender knuckles with well-defined bones, you can see the fine, dense and lustful hickeys, winding up along with the blue blood vessels.

Suddenly, the closed bedroom door was squeezed open by a black head. The big black cat grabbed the door vigorously and meowed at the people inside.

"Be quiet."

The man in casual home clothes bent down and carried the cat scratching the door back to the cat's nest, flicked the black cat's head lazily, and said in a low voice, "Give him a good sleep."

The man has deep facial features, a pair of eyes that are slightly lighter than ordinary people's, and his aura is even more charming.

His home clothes were meticulously buttoned to the top of the collar, and the sleeves on his wrists were also neatly rolled up, giving him an air of maturity and abstinence.

But the man's neck suddenly extended a few red marks from being caught, as if the people under him couldn't bear it and grabbed his back and choked and trembled, ambiguous and restrained.

The person on the bed in the bedroom seemed to have heard the movement. He moved his hand hanging on the edge of the bed, turned over, and raised his hand sleepily to touch the phone.

After glancing at the time on the phone, the person on the bed buried his head in the quilt for a while before getting up with a huff.

His upper body is covered with traces of different shades, with a strong sense of possession, as if he is declaring some kind of sovereignty,

Wu Chu bent down and picked up the trousers prepared for him by the man at the end of the bed and put them on, then walked to the bathroom sleepily.

The bathroom was brightly lit, Wu Chu raised his eyes to look at the big mirror on the sink, the person in the mirror had short black hair, his facial features were tough and upright, his jaw line was clear, he looked less youthful and more mature tough.

When bending over to wash, he didn't know where he came across. Wu Chu gasped and looked up, only to find that he had been bitten on his collarbone with a deep tooth mark. A little bloodshot.

Wu Chu muttered, "They're both old couples..."

Before he finished speaking, the door of the bathroom was pushed open, and a man in house clothes who looked ascetic and indifferent stepped forward and embraced Wu Chu, who was naked from the upper body, tilted his head and kissed his earlobe and said, "Why don't you sleep more?" a while?"

Wu Chu seemed to have gotten used to it long ago, pulled the towel and wiped his face, then pinched Yin Jin's chin behind him and grinned, "Are you a fucking dog?"

Yin Jin raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

Wu Chu tilted his head, pointed at the mark on the collarbone, he ground his teeth and said, "I'm almost half a mother, and there is still a mark on my neck every day."

"The two boys in the team don't know how many times they laughed at me with this."

Yin Jin said calmly, "So the seven-year itch is here?"

"Have you disliked me, an old man who is running around?"

Yin Jin turned his head to the outside and shouted, "Big head."

The black cat with a big head quickly ran to the door of the bathroom, stuck its head out, and meowed a few times.

Yin Jin bent down to pick up the black cat, and said lightly to the black cat, "Pack up your things, your father doesn't want us and my mother anymore."

"I'm too old to dislike me."

"There is no room for us in this family anymore."

The black cat meowed ignorantly.

Wu Chu: "..."

An hour later, Wu Chu who had coaxed him stood at the door and kissed Yin Jin, who was wearing a suit, by his tie. Yin Jin said to him satisfied, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Wu Chu leaned against the door frame, tilted his head and said with a smile, "Corn rib soup."

Yin Jin nodded, and suddenly thought of something, he turned around and said: "I have collected the cigarettes at home, don't look through them, you can't find them."

Wu Chu nodded indifferently, anyway, he would never find Yan Yinjin hidden under the carpet.

Yin Jin continued calmly: "You have no place to hide your cigarettes."

Wu Chu: "..."

After sending Yin Jin out, Wu Chu, who didn't believe in evil, stepped on his slippers to look through the carpet and cabinets, and found that the place where he hid his cigarettes was really gone.

After tossing around, Wu Chu, who couldn't find a cigarette, leaned on the sofa, looked at the information of the two drivers in the team, and pondered an afternoon training plan.

It was getting dark outside, Wu Chu closed his notebook, yawned, leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes, waiting for Yin Jin to come back.

But his mind became more and more dizzy, and the noise was like a flood of sea water pouring into his mind, and the general knowledge of the five sense organs became blurred at this moment.

"boom--"

The roar of racing cars echoed on the abandoned Panshan Highway, and the cool summer night wind blew on people's skin, causing goose bumps.

The person standing under the street lamp subconsciously lowered his head and touched his skin, only to find that a layer of goose bumps really appeared on his arm.

The night wind on the winding mountain road suddenly blew the shadows of the surrounding trees violently, and the cheers and screams in front became louder along with the roar of the racing car, as if someone had broken through the finish line, and the screams of talking and laughing became louder.

Wu Chu looked a little dazed, and looked up, only to realize that he was now under the streetlights of an abandoned winding mountain road, with more than a dozen eye-catching and arrogant sports cars parked in the distance ahead, surrounded by many fashionable men and women They talked and laughed wantonly together.

The group of men and women looked very young, with a bit of domineering arrogance, and they looked very arrogant.

Wu Chu pinched his arm subconsciously, and found that the pain was severe, he murmured: "Fuck, why is the dream so real?"

As soon as the words fell, a roaring and roaring racing car passed by Wu Chu, bringing the unique rubber smell of tires heating up and rubbing against the ground crazily, no matter it was hearing or touch, it was terribly clear at this moment.

Wu Chu even had the illusion that if he had walked in the middle of the road just now, he would definitely be crushed by this fast-moving racing car and taste the feeling of being at the gate of hell again.

Wu Chu moved his throat. He touched his pocket and found the mobile phone. The moment he turned on the mobile phone, he stared at the date on the mobile phone in a daze.

The date on the phone is impressively 19 years ago, and the address is also an abandoned Panshan Highway in S City 19 years ago that will be renovated

Suddenly, several glaring high-beam lights came towards Wu Chu. Wu Chu subconsciously squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of the high-beam lights.

The group of rich second-generation men and women who looked arrogant and domineering laughed loudly, as if they had discovered something interesting, they all smiled and turned their heads to talk to the people behind them.

It seems that the person behind him is the backbone of this group of second generations.

Wu Chu squinted his eyes, and through the group of people, he could faintly see the boy behind them. He was leaning on a sleek sports car with his head half down. coldness.

A little familiar.

But it's hard to tell where it looks familiar.

Wu Chu frowned, intending to stay away from this group of arrogant and lifeless youngsters. Unexpectedly, in the next second, a few motorcycles roared towards him with high beams on.

A boy wearing black boots took off his helmet arrogantly, and said to him, "What the hell, stand on the side of the road and die?"

This abandoned winding mountain road has long been sealed up and used as the track of the S City Racing Club on weekdays. Ordinary people will not appear in it.

When Wu Chu saw the boy take off his helmet, he froze in place, and he hesitated for a while before asking: "History?"

The appearance of the boy in front of him is almost exactly the same as that of Yin Jin's old friend 19 years later, but he is much younger, with a flamboyant look in his eyebrows and eyes.

Li Wen was stunned, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him and said, "You know me?"

Wu Chu didn't speak, but felt a little ridiculous.

Li Wen looked the man in front of him up and down, touched his chin and said, "Could it be that I slept with you before? Then I don't remember?"

"That's not right... I don't seem to like your mouth..."

The man in front of him had short black hair, his facial features were tough, his eyebrows were sharp, and he had the mature handsomeness of an adult man. He looked particularly unfriendly.

It is completely different from the type of little white rabbit he usually likes.

Wu Chu looked at the usual suit and leather shoes. He looked steady and had dyed chestnut hair. He looked very arrogant. He stabilized his mind and asked calmly, "Do you know Yin Jin?"

Li Wen, who was still acting foolishly just now, froze for a moment, he got a little more serious, looked Wu Chu up and down, and asked suspiciously after a while: "Who are you?"

Why haven't I seen such a person in the circle?

But the person in front of him didn't seem to panic at all, just staring at him.

After a few minutes.

Sitting on the back seat of Liwen's locomotive, Wu Chu took off his helmet amidst a group of men and women laughing.

The rich second generations around winked at Li Wen and laughed loudly: "Okay, Brother Wen, I can pick someone back after checking the situation..."

The ambiguous tone seemed to confirm that the person in the back seat of Liwen's locomotive was Liwen's companion tonight.

Otherwise, how could it be possible to go aggressively, but put people in the car and load them over?

The rich second generations who were a little more familiar with Liwen were a little surprised. They looked at each other in surprise and said, "This boy doesn't look like the one who has a good history..."

Li Wen raised his eyebrows and said to Wu Chu: "I brought him here for you, what can you do with him?"

Wu Chu looked up at Yin Jin in front of him, and was stunned.

He looked at his lover more than ten years ago, holding a cigarette in his right hand and turning a lighter in his left hand, looking extremely rebellious, leaning against an extremely arrogant sports car, and the people around him yelled Brother Yin one after another.

Hearing the words of Li, the boy leaning against the car behind them slightly raised his eyelids, twirled the silver lighter on his fingertips, let out a puff of smoke with his head tilted, and looked indifferently at the person in front of him against the headlights.

The boy's facial features have not changed much from Yin Jin's facial features for more than ten years. His narrow eyes are alienated and indifferent, like a thin white mist under a long night, and even carry a bit of world-weary hostility.

Li Wen shouted at him: "Yin Jin, do you know this person?"

Yin Jin looked at the man with the headlights up against the headlights in front of him, he looked critically at the gray slippers on the man's feet, and the custom-printed black cat pattern with a big head on the T-shirt, and said in a cold tone: "I don't know. "

Wu Chu: "..."