little beast

Shen Chengan's desire to vomit only lasted for a while, and when he really ran to the toilet, his twitching stomach calmed down instead, and the dizziness caused by alcohol was immediately dispelled by the nausea.

Shen Chengan looked at the mirror covered with mist, his eyes gradually focused, and his shadow in the mirror became clearer and clearer.

The cheeks of the man in the mirror were slightly red from the alcohol. He had just washed his face, his green eyes were misty, and his brown hair was sticky to his face.

This face, which was once regarded as a green-eyed monster, is so popular with people today.

I don't know if it was Shen Chengan's hallucination, the corner of the blurry mirror surface, another figure appeared faintly.

The man was shorter and thinner than he was, with a slender women's cigarette held between his fingers.

It's like the 17-year-old Shaoqing living in the mirror.

Shen Chengan couldn't believe his eyes, as if he had never spoken in his life, his throat was choked.

Shen Chengan was afraid that all the phantoms would burst like bubbles when he turned his head, so he paused for a while, the slender hand holding the cigarette in the mirror clung to his shoulder, with a moist coolness.

This young boy who resembled Shao Qing hugged Shen Chengan's shoulders and said, "Sir, your eyes are so beautiful."

The boy wrapped around Shen Chengan's arm weakly and bonelessly, and said, "Sir, you are a little drunk, do you need my service?"

He bit the word "service" very hard, Shen Chengan's suit was very expensive, so the boy stared at Shen Chengan for a long time, and they could smell that they were of the same kind.

He saw Shen Chengan's eyes staring at the mirror.

After that kind of treatment, Shen Chengan lived a life of almost abstinence for a long time, he never came into contact with such people, and even felt dirty and disgusting.

Sheng Shuangxu is "clean" in his eyes, but he only wants to make Sheng Shuangxu dirty.

The face in front of him was so similar to Shao Qing, Shen Chengan didn't even push him away immediately.

Seeing that he didn't refuse, the boy thought that his invitation was successful.

"I'm very cheap, and I'm very obedient." The boy touched Shen Chengan's belt, and Shen Chengan woke up as if awakened from a dream. He smelled the smell of cheap perfume on the boy's body.

His dizzy eyes became clear in an instant, and he clearly saw the makeup on the boy's face. He applied a thick layer of powder, and his cheeks were white and transparent.

The boy looked at Shen Chengan pretending to be affectionate. He had said these lines to different people countless times, and his tone was numb without any emotion: "I will not cause you any trouble."

No.

Shen Chengan pinched the boy by the back collar, and pushed him away from his side.

No matter how similar the faces are, this is not the Shaoqing he knew.

Shaoqing is proud and self-respecting, he will not degrade his body for any reason.

Shen Chengan looked at this face indifferently, but there were mixed feelings in his heart, as long as the boy didn't speak, it seemed that Shaoqing was really kneeling in front of him, looking at him pitifully.

But this is not Shaoqing.

Shen Chengan pressed his forehead painfully.

Once he figured out that the person in front of him was not Shaoqing, the pain was like countless ants climbing up his spine - like an electric current - he recalled the "treatment" he had done for no reason, and the nauseating desire struck again Come.

Dirty, the back of Shen Chengan's hand was pressed against the side of the boy's face, under his psychological influence, it was as if he was touching mud.

Shen Chengan said: "I don't need your 'service', take your hands off me."

Only then did the boy withdraw his hand resentfully, his business failed, he stood up, and took the initiative to give Shen Chengan a gentle hug.

The smell of cheap face powder filled Shen Chengan's nostrils, he shrunk his nose, forcing himself to get used to the smell, he knew that the person in his arms was not Shaoqing, and he didn't know why, he didn't resist the embrace of this substitute.

Just because Shen Chengan was too sober, he didn't have any feelings for this hug.

Except for an almost uncontrollable nausea.

"My name is Xiaolu." This is most likely just the boy's pseudonym, and he doesn't want to lose his potential customers. "Sir, you will need it someday."

This time there was no need for Shen Cheng'an to say more, Xiaolu withdrew his hand cleanly, turned around and left without saying a word.

Shen Chengan couldn't bear it anymore, he hugged the sink and retched again and again, his stomach kept contracting and rolling, but he couldn't vomit anything.

He managed to get rid of the continuous pain, and when he touched his pocket, he found that there was an extra piece of paper with contact information written on it.

It was Xiao Lu who left it for him, Shen Chengan wasn't sure when it was stuffed into his pocket, maybe it was the hug that Xiao Lu took the opportunity to do.

Shen Chengan hesitated for a moment, then stuffed the piece of paper back into his pocket.

Ji Chunfeng leaned against the door of the bathroom with his arms folded, his neck was covered with a thin layer of red marks, he did not shy away from showing Shen Chengan his promiscuous private life.

Ji Chunfeng didn't know how long he leaned there to watch, his eyes kept wandering, and he said, "Brother, sometimes I really think that you are——I don't mean anything else, just...is your aspect...? "

Shen Chengan: ...

Shen Chengan was not a fool, he could understand what Ji Chunfeng meant.

Ji Chunfeng knew very little about Shen Chengan, and Shen Chengan would never take the initiative to talk to him, such as Shen Chengan's past, the contract with Sheng Shuangxu, and even whether there were any problems with his own functions.

Shen Chengan didn't want to explain too much, he said, "It's too dirty."

His arm touched by the deer was still burning hot, and a slight movement of the arm could pull his nerves, making him think of being touched by moneyboy, and he couldn't stop feeling sick.

"Shen Cheng'an, I've never seen you with a partner, you understand," Ji Chunfeng knew that his words were a little too much, and tried to make up for it with other words, "Should you find a woman, or Men, get along with each other?"

"I know a lot of people here, as long as you want to—"

"I don't need it," Shen Chengan interrupted Ji Chunfeng, he washed his face again, trying to calm himself down, "I'm different from you, I won't fall in love with anyone."

Shen Chengan made it clear that he didn't like women, but he felt disgusted when he was in close contact with men.

Shen Chengan's heart stopped beating when he was 17 years old, along with Shao Qing's death.

He will not force himself to love just to make ends meet.

—Except for interests.

Shen Chengan didn't want to go out and saw Xiaolu's face similar to Shao Qing's, or saw that familiar face sitting on another man's lap, the former made him want to vomit, and the latter made him even more disgusted.

"That's the end of this topic." Shen Chengan didn't want to stay in this place for a moment, he directly connected the driver's phone, "I'm going home, Ji Chunfeng."

The author says:

Xiaolu is one of the deputy cps, and there will be appearances later