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At the entrance of the stairs, the three stood in a row from low to high, accepting the stern gaze of Kazuki Yamamoto.

Tang Yi was in the middle, unable to lift his head with guilt.

Kazuki Yamamoto paced back and forth in front of them. When he saw Zhou Ming, his eyes sank, he stopped and used his cane to beat the floor in front of him: "What is this?"

"........."

Zhou Ming, who didn't know what it was, raised his head, unable to understand what he was saying.

"It's my friend, he doesn't understand Japanese." Looking at the bewildered man beside him from the corner of the eye, Tang Yi silently felt distressed, and added: "He was also Mrs. Rang's coach when she was in the e-sports club."

Kazuki Yamamoto didn't like this strange young man who appeared in his house inexplicably. Now that he was the one who taught Tang Zhi how to play e-sports, his first impression plummeted.

Put him aside first, he walked up to Tang Yi, and said seriously: "Yamamoto Sonosuke! If I don't come back early, are you going to protect your brother and leave?"

Tang Yi didn't dare to answer, his eyebrows were pleasing to the eye, and he was always gentle, which made Master Yamamoto unable to swear even if he wanted to, and his mood became even more depressed.

"Ryota Yamamoto, you still want to find that man! How did you promise me?" He tortured the next one in line, and when he mentioned the shady relationship of his little grandson, his white beard was trembling with anger, "It's not like that Shame, you have lost all the face of the Yamamoto family!"

Disappointedly lowering his gaze, Tang Zhi's eyes were once again covered with a layer of veil, foggy and dull.

"Grandpa." Frowning, Tang Yi couldn't hear it, "It's really wrong to come out to the public without considering the interests of the Yamamoto group, but I hope you understand that there is no shame in falling in love with men thing."

"We are born with the honor of our family and we are doomed not to do what we want. We will encounter many situations in our life that we want but cannot have. We can accept these things calmly, but if things that cannot be controlled by ourselves really happen, as family members and elders, Can you give Rangtai some support and comfort?"

When Tang Yi was speaking, Zhou Ming kept looking at him. Although he couldn't understand a word, he found the gentle and gentle man so attractive that he couldn't look away.

"Support for what!" Kazuki Yamamoto's eyes widened, and he almost raised his crutches to hit someone, "Absurd! Do you still want me to support him to meet that man!"

He then turned to Tang Zhi, disappointed and angry: "I still can't pull myself together...Forgive me, you are indecisive. The descendants of the Yamamoto family are not so weak-willed."

His face turned red and white, Tang Zhi couldn't face his grandfather's condemnation directly.

Tang Yi raised his voice: "Grandpa, please don't force him, give him some time to deal with this matter, and let him settle it in his own way."

Feeling that the young man is unreasonable, Yamamoto Kazuki secretly complied, turned his back and wanted to leave, and at the same time gave an order: "Mr. Kobayashi, see off the guests. Forgive me, when you wake up and when can you go out."

The corners of Tang Zhi's mouth trembled, he lowered his head and wiped his eyes with his arm, then turned and walked upstairs.

"Young master, this way please." Mr. Xiao Lin maintained a smile that has not changed for thousands of years, and made a "please" gesture with white gloves on his hands.

"クソ..." Tang Yi gritted his teeth secretly, his good upbringing since he was a child forced him to swallow the swear words that came to his lips. [1]

Zhou Ming looked back at Tang Zhi who was about to go back to his room, and then at the smiling tiger downstairs. He vaguely knew that he was trying to chase someone away. He couldn't make up his mind whether he should just let Tang Zhi go, so he waited for Tang Yi instructions.

Just suddenly, a hand grabbed the solid wooden railing beside the stairs, and the veins on the back of the white hand were exposed.

Startled, Zhou Ming looked at Tang Yi, only to see that he was bent over, his breathing became short of breath, he was pulling at the collar of his shirt as if out of breath, and his face was painful.

He was all too familiar with his symptoms, Zhou Ming felt his heart stopped beating for an instant, and the whole portrait was frozen in place, unable to move when he wanted to, and could only watch the man kneel down slowly in front of him.

"elder brother?"

It wasn't until Tang Zhi yelled uncertainly behind him that he suddenly woke up, knelt down to support Tang Yi, unbuttoned his collar with one hand in a panic, his hand trembling slightly: "Tang Yi, you... didn't you say that you have Are you okay..."

The incident happened suddenly, and Kazuki Yamamoto also did not expect this situation. He turned back to check the situation without taking two steps, and was a little suspicious: "What's going on? I haven't encountered such a situation for many years..."

After seeing Tang Yi's gradually flushed face, he finally believed that it was an asthma attack. With a stick on his crutch, he said anxiously, "Mr. Xiao Lin, go get the medicine!"

"Master, the family didn't prepare any medicine three years ago."

"Asshole! Then call the doctor!"

Tang Zhi ran downstairs, knelt down and held Tang Yi's hand, seeing him unable to breathe, he was so flustered that he didn't know what to do: "Brother, Canosuke..."

When he was about to cry, he felt his palm being pinched.

Tang Zhi was stunned, raised his eyes, Tang Yi leaned back against Zhou Ming's arms and gasped for breath, but blinked his left eye at him, it was a small gesture that only the two of them knew.

Instant understanding.

"What..." Knowing that he was fine, Tang Zhi stood up and leaned against the wall. Although he thanked him for helping him, he was more frightened, so he murmured uncomfortably, "You liar."

He pretended to look around unintentionally. Mr. Xiaolin had already gone to make a phone call. Grandpa walked towards the living room, repeating anxiously, "I'm sure there's still medicine somewhere."

Tang Zhi walked lightly towards the door, opened the door, looked back at Tang Yi, and mouthed: "Cangzhisuke, thank you."

Tang Yi nodded slightly at him.

Seeing the young man disappearing at the door, Tang Yi felt that the play was almost over. He was about to call it a day and dragged Zhou Ming to run away, but the man held his cheek, turned his face to one side, and then pressed his eyes red. down.

Feeling the softness on his lips, Tang Yi was stunned for a few seconds before he understood what he was doing, his eyes were soft like water, and he inserted his hand into his hair.

"Zhou Ming."

"Ok?"

"Next time if you don't find the medicine, don't worry, there are other ways."

"any solution?"

"Artificial respiration."

"……clear."

What he said as a joke ten years ago, he actually remembered it until now, and he still firmly believes it.Fool.

When Kazuki Yamamoto came back, he turned a corner and saw the two young men who were kissing passionately in front of the stairs.The old man couldn't bear the stimulation, the medicine box he held in his hand was scattered all over the ground, and the respirator fell to the ground.

On the other hand, Zhou Ming realized that the atmosphere had changed subtly. At first, he was doing artificial respiration very seriously, trying to help Tang Yi breathe smoothly, until the soft tip of his tongue slipped into his mouth without warning... Frowning, he realized that Tang Yi was out of breath. He wanted to see his condition, but he was held down by the back of his head, and his mind became more and more chaotic after that.

"What are you!"

Master Yamamoto yelled loudly with the cane falling, Zhou Ming felt a pain in his back, and quickly let go of Tang Yi.

Seeing that his secret relationship with Tang Yi was about to be exposed, Zhou Ming was a little flustered, but after thinking about it, he had a valid reason, so he didn't panic again.

"What did your grandfather say?" He wiped the corners of his lips and pulled Tang Yi to stand up.

Compared to his nervousness and embarrassment, Tang Yi not only looked relaxed, but also smiled: "It's not a good word, so don't listen to it."

"Asshole, what were you doing to us Sonosuke just now?" Yamamoto Kazuki stared at Zhou Ming with gloomy eyes, his tone was not kind.

Tang Yi: "He asked what you were doing just now?"

Zhou Ming faced Master Yamamoto with innocent eyes, and said sincerely: "It's artificial respiration, because Tang Yi's asthma attack, there is no medicine for the time being."

Tang Yi stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled, turned to Kazuki Yamamoto, and calmly explained in Japanese: "He likes me very much and wants to be with me."

Kazuki Yamamoto was dizzy and nearly fainted while holding on to his crutches.

Seeing that he was tottering, Zhou Ming wanted to step forward to help him with concern, but before he could get close, he was hit by a cane again.

"Go away! You disgusting thing!"

"What kind of temper is your grandfather!" Zhou Ming hugged his head and almost jumped in pain, but in other people's territory, he only dared to tease Tang Yi in a low voice. He glanced at Master Yamamoto, who had a very bad complexion, and said aggrievedly: "What did he just say?"

Rubbing his head, Tang Yi smiled: "Grandpa said, I want to use you to fill the sea."

Zhou Ming: "..."

At eleven o'clock at night, Tang Zhi got out of the taxi alone and arrived at the BFour base.

Across the glass exterior wall on the first floor, he saw several computers in the youth training room lit up, reflecting unfamiliar faces, and he realized that BFour had recruited a new batch of youth trainees.

Turning to look in the direction of the second floor, I thought maybe Bo Ye was in the training room... For some reason, just thinking about that scene gave me a burning sensation in my stomach, which was anticipation, nervousness, and timidity.

"It's okay, it's okay, just come and see if he's alright, it's okay..." He repeated himself like hypnosis over and over again, and after a while, he mustered up the courage to walk up the steps.

Go to the gate of the base, the door is closed.Because it was Saturday night, there was no training at night, so only one row of lights was turned on in the lobby, which looked a little dim.

Tang Zhi pushed the door, but didn't push it.

He looked at the fingerprint lock with a faint blue light on the wall beside him, holding a trace of luck, stretched out his fingertips and pressed on it, and after a while, the fingerprint lock turned red, indicating that it could not be recognized.

Pursing the corners of his lips, he clearly realized at this moment that he had nothing to do with this place.

He took out his mobile phone and wanted to ask the BFour team members to help open the door, but he searched through the address book, but there was no familiar name. Then he remembered that the card number had been changed, and the original social accounts had been cancelled.

Biting his lower lip, Tang Zhi squatted down aggrievedly, resting his chin on his knees, staring at the phone screen, pressing it off and on, pressing it on and off, repeatedly, and his vision gradually blurred during the process.

He wanted to see Bo Ye, but he couldn't even get in the door.

Just when I didn't know what to do, a pair of Adidas clover appeared in my peripheral vision through the glass door.

Tang Zhi was startled, and put down the phone.

The other party was wearing a team uniform, and the hem of the sweatpants was a little frayed. He looked up the long legs and saw the hand hanging on the side. The palm and index finger were wrapped with bandages, as if they had been patched.

His eyes flickered, and so did the tears in his eyes. He continued to look up, and when he saw the man's expressionless face, he blinked and burst into tears.

Bo Ye looked at the crying boy squatting outside the door, still in a daze, seeing each other after such a long time felt unreal.

He also remembered the scene where Tang Zhi helped him open the door a long time ago. At three o'clock in the morning, Tang Zhi was inside the door and he was outside. What was he thinking at that time?He seems to be thinking, the more he looks at this young man named Tang Zhi, the more he likes him, he is completely in line with his orientation, and he is very glad to come out to his family for him.

Now the scene is reversed, with a faint sense of irony.

Tang Zhi saw that the man was motionless, as if he was not going to open the door for him, and he wanted to shrink back, but when he saw Bo Ye's injured hand, he forced himself to be stronger.

He lowered his head and wiped away his tears, then got up, and said in a nasal voice, "Can you open the door for me, please?"

Bo Ye came back to his senses, stretched out his hand and tapped the switch next to it, and the door lock flicked open.

Tang Zhi pushed the door and entered, raised his eyes to look at Bo Ye, and explained actively: "I'm coming back to get my things, and I'll be leaving right away."

After staring at him for a while, Bo Yeyun calmly looked away and sneered: "Whatever."

His right hand was clenched tightly, and his index finger was bent unnaturally. He felt the wound on his palm split open, but it didn't matter what happened now.

Unable to bear his cold reaction, Tang Zhi turned hastily and walked towards the stairs, wiped his eyes: "I'll go now, soon..."

Clenching his teeth forbearance, Bo Ye followed him, but there was always a distance between them.

When Tang Zhi went upstairs, he could feel the real sight behind him, like a light on his back.

On the way, I met a few youth trainees who were going downstairs. They first looked at him strangely, and then greeted the people behind him: "Hello, God Bo."

Without daring to look back, he quickened his pace to the third floor.

Panting slightly, he walked to the door of the room, and he heard a man walking steadily behind him.

Shaking his head, to let himself not be so concerned about Bo Ye's existence, Tang Zhi lifted the lid and entered the password on the lock, but he failed to open the door after entering three times in a row.

Bo Ye leaned his back against the wall between the two doors, looking at the red-faced and helpless young man standing at the door, a feeling of revenge flashed through his heart.

"I forgot to remind you, the password will be changed when the contract is terminated." He said lightly, "I don't know if your stuff inside has been cleaned up."

Tang Zhi pressed the doorknob, turned to look at him: "Do you know what the password is?"

With one corner of his mouth raised, Bo Ye said, "I know and I won't tell you."

Tang Zhi's eyes turned red instantly, and he only knew to look at him as if he was begging for help when he was bullied.

"Is there anything important inside?" Bo Ye crossed his long legs, tilted his head, and looked at the opposite wall, "If it's clothes, would your house be short of you? Young master."

It's not that he couldn't hear his sarcasm, and there was indeed nothing important in the room, but they all said that they would come back to pack their things, and the lies could not be exposed, so Tang Zhi had no choice but to stubbornly say: "Lack, especially lack."

"........."

Bo Ye wanted to say something, but the door of his own room was suddenly opened.

Frowning slightly, he looked to the side, and a white head with a towel on his head poked out, brushing his teeth with a toothbrush in one hand.

He glanced at Bo Ye, then looked at the strange boy next door, finally his eyes fell on Bo Ye, and he smiled flatteringly: "You're back."

Tang Zhi saw the boy who had just taken a shower and was wearing nothing on his upper body, he hurriedly looked away, stared at the house number on the door in front of him, and digested himself a little confusedly.

Attracted by the delicate side face of the boy opposite, Bai Mao took off the towel from his head to wipe off the foam from the corner of his mouth, and asked Bo Ye: "Then who is it?"