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Because he didn't expect many connections in the future, Yang Zhen didn't think too much at this time, such as fabricating the identity of a cousin, cousin or distant relative for Ah Wan.

He quickly fell into the pain of a long time ago, his eyes were a little shaky, but he had to pay attention to his words so that he would not accidentally pop out some words that he would not use now.

"I used to have a younger sister, whose nickname was A Wan. She had a carefree personality just like the little girl who likes to pretend to be a female man now. The husband she married later came from a relatively wealthy and powerful family in the local area. We are Gao Pan, she After getting married, her personality has restrained too much. When she asked her how she was doing, she said everything was fine. What happened? The child was still in the womb, and she was beaten to death by her man along with her. Lord Yan has complained about his grievances."

"Before that, I didn't notice that she was always timid in front of her husband, just like the feeling she gave me after Wang Li scolded the girl that day. She still hung up on the subway these days. What do you mean by a public service advertisement advocating freedom of speech? To put it bluntly, he still has the fallacy that men are superior to women. Maybe in fact Wang Li is not such a person, but I think he is."

In recent years, there have been more and more news about domestic violence. There was a very sensational case near the domestic vegetable market the year before last.

On the same street where Yang Zhen was pushed into the water, there was a photo studio. The hostess had been beaten for many years, and Quan Wei’s mother even went to persuade her to leave. She refused because of face and children, and finally couldn’t bear it anymore. That morning the couple During the quarrel, the man still beat her up. After eating and drinking at noon and taking a nap, the woman took a kitchen knife and chopped him in the neck for countless times.

Quan Shishi went to see the excitement, and said that the bed was covered with blood, and the dead man's head was still connected only by the thin layer of skin at the back, it was terribly miserable.

Although Luo Jiayi doesn't make money, but he has a good temper, let alone beating, he has never even yelled at the Queen Mother, of course he can't win with his thin voice, so Quan Shishi's key education falls on Quan Wei's head , babbled earnestly for a long time, warning him not to touch his daughter-in-law in the future.

If there is someone he is willing to marry, Quan Wei feels that he should probably take the other party as a treasure, but he does not always give a bad check, so he replied at that time, in the future, he will find someone who is as powerful as the Queen Mother, and he is like Lao Luo Study, be a strict wife who is addicted to calligraphy.

Quan Shishi thinks it is very good, but after thinking about it, she feels that although her face is beautiful, she is a bit fat after all, so Cuoju Quanwei limited the condition of being like her to her personality.

Having been subjected to domestic violence for a long time, what is more serious is that it leads to death. Needless to say, the perpetrator must take full responsibility, but the victim should also have the concept of protecting himself. These words can be persuaded more before they are alive, but they are all dead. Besides, it's sarcastic.

After hearing this, Quan Wei felt that his younger sister and Yang Zhen's family were pitiful, but he didn't know what to say. Comforting someone is a very difficult task. The most important premise is that the other party needs you and hopes to draw warmth from you.

Although he got a discount and lived together, Quan Wei didn't feel that he had such a high healing value. He was silent for a long time, and finally patted Yang Zhen's shoulder at the nearest red light intersection, and comforted him incomprehensibly: " My condolences... As far as I know about Wang Li's past, he is a bit machismo, but beating people should not be enough."

The slap on the shoulder was a bit heavy, but it didn't hurt. Ah Wan passed away for many years. Yang Zhen mentioned that she was still in a calm mood. Compared with this, he said in surprise: "I am questioning Wang Li's character. I'm on the same line, how can I still say good things for him?"

"I said that to comfort you," Quan Wei added, "Don't really believe it."

The second half of the sentence is full of the feeling that there is no money in this place and trying to hide it, and the advantage of the enemy is that he will not betray you. When Yang Zhen was disturbed by him, his negative emotions suddenly turned into a mess. He said dumbfoundedly: "Okay, I believe it."

Seeing him laughing again, Quan Wei stopped mentioning Wang Li when his goal was achieved, and changed the topic calmly: "Where are we going tomorrow?"

This was only mentioned in the skewer restaurant. Yang Zhen didn't have time to do the strategy yet. He thought for a while and said, "I'll go back and check it out. Before I go to bed... no, I'll tell you before 10 o'clock tomorrow."

The old driver who was only responsible for driving was not qualified to have any opinions, and drove the car home in compliance with the traffic rules.

When Yang Zhen got home, he went back to the house to fiddle with his mobile phone. He found several local wine workshops on the map. The locations were indeed as Quan Wei said. They were not in the old urban areas that were too old to develop, but in urban villages with inconvenient transportation.

Because it was too late, he wrote down the address and contact information, and only called when he got up the next day.

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The adoptive father's inflammation could not go away, and surgery was impossible, so Fang Siyuan lived in a youth hostel in Dongcheng with short-term rent.

The owner of the Youth Hostel is a client he had previously boosted, and he has known him for more than 3 years. He also takes good care of him in life, letting him eat with his family.

In fact, Fang Siyuan, who is active on the Internet and relatively well-known, can easily find companions and even landlords wherever he goes. He does not stop all the way, and meets fans, relatives and friends who know everything about him. Life is actually quite carefree, but he feels rootless.

In addition, Fang Siyuan has a somewhat dependent personality, and the free wandering life is a bit lonely for him. At this time, someone took advantage of the situation and caused him a lot of trouble.He wanted to find someone to talk to, and then found that besides Sun Shaoning, the son of the game circle, and the relatives he recognized through his adoptive father, there was only one person he knew in the city.

After soaking his feet like an old man, Yang Zhen was about to look at the time and lie down immediately, but the plan couldn't keep up with the change, and he saw the news of Fang Siyuan.

Xiao Fang: Brother Yang, are you asleep? Can you chat with me?Star Eyes.jpg

Fang Siyuan is a kind and caring young man. After Yang Zhen left, he has received greetings from him many times. He is a bit like Huang Jin, but he is more clingy than Huang Jin.After contacting Huang Jindan, Yang Zhen has always felt a little regretful. Any relationship needs to be managed well, and he can't accept other people's care, but he only cares about others when he thinks about it.

He unlocked it and leaned against the head of the bed, clicked on the message and replied: I didn't sleep, it's ok, you said.

Xiao Fang: You know I have a power leveling group, there is an old man in that group, I can’t talk, he said I must be a girl if I don’t turn on the mic, he called me a girl for 2 years, always come to pick My business, I finally beat me to the post.There was a comic exhibition here last month. The group owner suggested a meeting. I came back for this. Who knew that when I met the second idiot, he saw that I was a man and told people everywhere that I cheated him. He also changed the group business card to a scumbag who fucked the No. 6 power leveling man, ah his uncle, I am so annoyed to be asked! ! !

Yang Zhen doesn't know much about the world of gamers. When he and Fang Siyuan rented together, the kid was always bluffing, typing loudly on the keyboard, and the scrolling subtitles in the group were compared... Words such as "husband and wife love" are all over the screen. Yang Zhen has gained experience early in the morning, and now he only has the calmness of a person who has experienced it.

He typed: I feel like he is joking with you. If you don’t respond to him, you will get tired of playing tricks in a few days and won’t provoke you. Why don’t you block him for a while?

Xiao Fang: ...it has been blocked 3 times.

Then this person is really a bit boring, Yang Zhen said simply and rudely: He is blacklisted.

Xiao Fang: I can't pull it over, this bastard has too many trumpets!

Yang Zhen: Have you asked him?Why is this endless?

In the next 5 or 6 minutes, Fang Siyuan was always in the state of "the other party is inputting".

Fang Siyuan was a little embarrassed.

His circle of friends is basically like-minded young people. Jiyou and Jiyou talk about it every day. Yang Zhen is easy to talk, but Fang Siyuan is not sure whether he can accept homosexuality. This is a group that is gradually expanding and surfacing. , but its proportion in the total population is still very small.

Some people are good buddies and good brothers, and they will respond to small things, but it is difficult to change the concept. Many straight men say homosexuality is disgusting. Fang Siyuan is afraid that Yang Zhen is also such a person.

He struggled and worried for a long time, but finally he decided to send two paragraphs.His sexual orientation is already a fait accompli, if Yang Zhen can't accept it, they will have to return to Stranger Things sooner or later, so there is no need to hide it.

Xiao Fang: I asked, he said he was trying to get my attention, he

Xiao Fang: like me orz

The way modern people express their love is always so straightforward that Yang Zhen is surprised. In Kuyu City, they are still racking their brains for lyricism at this stage of the budding love, Tibetan acrostic poems, embroidered handkerchiefs, and words brought by cousins. There are endless.

When Yang Zhen saw what he said, his first reaction was a good thing, but after two seconds he suddenly realized that Fang Siyuan had hit "him", and Yang Zhen hesitantly said in the box: This No. Is it a man?

Fang Siyuan swallowed nervously, and replied in seconds: Yes.

This simple and affirmative answer made Yang Zhen suddenly think of the scene of two men kissing at the door of the bar that Brother Hong asked him to pay off the debt that day. He was terrified at the time, but now Fang Siyuan's words hooked him to replay it again. , although still reluctant to dwell on the details of other people's intimacy, the sense of incredible absurdity has disappeared.

His coming to this era is the most absurd thing in life.

Yang Zhen was stunned for a while, thinking that this society that can accommodate both women and broken sleeves is really amazing.

Fang Siyuan didn't wait for a reply like years, and asked with aggrieved and disappointed: Brother Yang, can't you accept that your friend is gay?

Yang Zhen's message was automatically received without prompting, and when he recovered, the emoticon package Fang Siyuan threw had changed from crying in the wind to a little informant lying in tears.

Accepting this word is too shallow for him. As an ancient person who came here inexplicably, Yang Zhen has always been like a stuffed duck, compared to the world is round, they float in space, outside the sky above their heads There is news of aliens with heads like triangular stones, etc., and men and men are simply insignificant.

Yang Zhen explained it earnestly for a long time.

No disdain.

I didn't see the news right away.

……

Really, I didn’t lie to you. I have nothing to look down on you. You see, I’m still in debt, and you all live a more comfortable life than me. If I could choose between being in debt and being gay, I’d rather choose the latter.

Others are willing to join their team, sincerity can be said to be full, Fang Siyuan can't help but say: Brother Yang, why do you owe usury money?

Yang Zhen couldn't tell the truth to Huang Jin at the time, largely because he wanted to ask Huang Jin for help to familiarize himself with the environment. He didn't have this concern about Fang Siyuan, so he told the truth without concealing it: I used to gamble, I don't know too well , After the head injury, I can't remember the previous things.

Xiao Fang sent a long series of ellipsis in shock and then asked: ... Motou, do you still bet now?

Yang Zhen: Don't gamble anymore, I seem to have forgotten all about my gambling addiction.

Xiao Fang: Kneel to the sky and kneel to the ground.jpg, that's great, congratulations to Brother Yang for being born again!Cheek-supporting.jpg, having said that, what do you think I should do with this No. 6! ! !

Yang Zhen has never been a relationship counselor in his life, so he asked a clichéd question after holding back for a long time: He likes you, so do you like him?

Fang Siyuan replied after a while: I don't like it.

Yang Zhen: Then have you talked to him about this issue?Let him not waste his efforts.

Xiao Fang: Cry violently.jpg, I haven’t said it a hundred times, but I’ve definitely said it ten times.

Yang Zhen: Then number 6 is a bit shameless.

Xiao Fang: French Shock.jpg, this is shameless?Brother, have you never been in love?

Yang Zhen didn't think there was anything to be ashamed about: yes.

Xiao Fang: Then do you have someone you like?

Yang Zhen just wanted to hit it, but a face suddenly flashed in his mind, he flicked his fingers, and hit "Oh Ye" in a mess.

Fang Siyuan got excited about gossip, and his typing speed was slow: →_→It’s so embarrassing, it’s a bit deep, brother, tell me, where is the lady from?How beautiful is it?What are you doing?What do you usually like to do?

Yang Zhen no longer cared about his jokes, his heart was beating like a drum beating in his chest, he glanced at the wall guiltily, and there was a "clank" in his mind, as if a string had been broken.

Fang Siyuan didn't wait for a reply for a long time, thinking that Yang Zhen was playing with his mobile phone and passed away. Although his problem was not solved, it would be a good thing to find someone of his own. Fang Siyuan cut into the game group contentedly, and said good night to the group friends I went offline and fell asleep.

But the person he confided to was so troubled that he couldn't sleep. Yang Zhen tossed and turned until 3 o'clock in the morning, and then fell asleep exhausted. Before falling asleep, he was still having a headache, wondering if he was saying that he didn't like anyone, how could he remember Where is Quan Wei coming?

Does he... like Quan Wei?But how is this possible?

Except for his professional real estate speculators and his fondness for pinching chickens, he doesn't know this person at all.

Yang Zhen stayed up late to play Xiao Jiujiu, and he fell asleep in the morning. It was the familiar ecstasy chicken that woke him up, and his thoughts before going to bed were still fresh as hell. Normally, he should go out when he woke up, but this day he was sitting on the edge of the bed. , suddenly felt at a loss about how to get along with Quan Wei in the future.

Quan Wei is definitely going to get married in the future. It's best that he misunderstood his shady thoughts, otherwise, the sooner he can get rid of it, the better.

Yang Zhen washed his face preoccupied, and went downstairs with a small book that remembered the phone number of the wine workshop. After making two calls, the line was cut off by Quan Wei. The man asked him what to eat in the background of the morning market, and Yang Zhen Zhen warned himself not to think too much, and reported two lotus vegetable buns as usual.

After breakfast, Yang Zhen called for a while, made appointments with three wine workshops, and the two of them were on the road after 3 o'clock.

Quan Wei had already gotten to know him well, and he played songs in the car in a relaxed state, and would ask Yang Zhen for his opinion, asking him if he would listen to this kind of song.

Yang Zhen is not demanding, and nods when asked.

The location of the wine workshop was remote, and the two of them walked through most of the city like an outing, and came to the west city full of abandoned railway tracks and old factories.

Yang Zhen had never seen this kind of old things gathered in such a large area, pasted on the window of the passenger car to look out.

Quan Wei felt that he had never been here, but when he looked at the money, he always felt that it was too little, so he respected the facts and asked, "Have you been here before?"

There is a sense of the times here, and it is a gathering place for literature and art and marginal youth. There used to be an exhibition of luxury motorcycles. Quan Wei accompanied Sun Shaoning once. If you are a poet and calligrapher, maybe you will resonate with this place.

Yang Zhen looked back at him, with a shallow and pleasant smile on his face: "No."

"Would you like to have a look?" Quan Wei squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then said, "Just passing by that bus stop, there was a painting exhibition or something posted on the stop sign, it seems that it is still on display today."

Yang Zhen didn't want to see the art exhibition, he just wanted something new, so he nodded.

The old factory area is full of roadblocks, Quan Wei parked the car on the side of the road, the two walked in through the car door, there were trendy men and women and foreigners everywhere.

There is no sense of desertedness outside, and the degree of commercialization is relatively high. The winding alleys are full of pocket shops, ranging from calligraphy and painting to fans to small handicrafts.

Yang Zhen looked at it for a while, and lost interest in the same pattern. Fortunately, the exhibition hall was not far away. The two walked along the road signs to the door. On the right stood a two-meter-high scroll of silk flowers, writing this issue in cursive. The theme of the exhibition: it is too late.

The word is a master's work, many people took a group photo at the door, a girl ran up to Yang Zhen and said, "Brother, can you take a photo for us?"

Yang Zhen said yes, the girl ran back to the scroll and made a good pose, and said "OK" to him, Yang Zhen moved the camera and put all the three girls in, just about to shoot, asked him to take a picture, the girl was talking about herself Just smiled: "Little brother, why don't you squat down to take a picture, it will make our legs look longer."

Yang Zhen squatted down with a good temper, and Quan slightly bent over to take a look. He felt that even if Yang Zhen was lying on his stomach, he might not know what the pattern of the photo was. He bent his knees and touched Yang Zhen's back lightly, saying : "Get up, give it to me, after you finish taking pictures in a while, others have to tell you, brother, your legs are too long, so you didn't squat down."

Yang Zhen handed the mobile phone to Quan Wei, squatted and took a step to the side, and smiled while stealing: "You just say that I look ugly, and I will admit it."

Quan Wei quibbled with inconsistency: "You, don't have so much malice towards the world. I was praising your long legs, but I didn't say how well you look."