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For Lin Jinglei, it was a confusing and unforgettable night. First, he had a sudden sexual impulse towards Yan Zizheng in the alley, then he received an idiot text message from Zhao Yulai with unknown reasons, and then he received a phone call that changed his fate. Telephone.

His number is usually leaked to those nympho girls. He can understand that girls are full of skills when they gossip and inquire about each other, so when he heard the middle-aged uncle's voice on the phone, he was completely dumbfounded.

I wanted to ask if the other party had made a mistake, but the person accurately reported his name.

Maybe something happened. Not far away, there were police cars and ambulances ringing non-stop. Yan Zizheng climbed up the high wall with great effort, squatting on the wall and looking at the figure standing at the door listening to the phone.

It was too far away, he couldn't hear the voice clearly, and even couldn't see Lin Jinglei's expression clearly in the shadow of the house.After he jumped off the wall, the door of the next door closed and closed, and the man entered the room.

The caller's surname is Du, and Lin Jinglei doesn't worry about where he found out about him, he only cares about the authenticity of the conversation.The surname Du was concise and to the point. Before hanging up the phone, he left an address and hoped that he would go.

Lin Jinglei didn't fall asleep much throughout the night, and when he tossed and turned, he could see Yan Zizheng's keychain next to his pillow, and the luminous ornaments hanging on it were glowing softly.

Zou Jing always likes to be quiet, recently Zhaoyu came to him every now and then, and he didn't find it noisy as usual.The boy sometimes stays here overnight, and sometimes leaves in the middle of the night. He doesn't ask him every day whether he wants to stay or go, he just decides if there is anyone around him when he wakes up.

The morning sun became hazy under the curtain of the window, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a face that couldn't be closer. The boy was naked and shrunk his shoulders in the cold, leaning close to him, the heat source.

The drawn arm woke You Zhaoyu up, and he looked sleepily at the person who was sitting up and getting dressed: "What are you doing so early in the big holiday?"

As long as Yu Zhaoyu sleeps here and wakes up the next morning, he will definitely ask this sentence, copy and paste it over and over again, even the tone of voice will not change.Zou Jing was buttoning up his shirt, glanced at the man who had pulled the quilt and got on and closed his eyes again: "I have a friend coming today, you go home."

You Zhaoyu opened his eyes suddenly: "Who? Who wants to come?"

"I did, my friend."

"Why should I go home?" Zhaoyu arched his arms around Zou Jing's waist, "won't your friend introduce you to me?"

"No introduction necessary."

Why is it unnecessary, whether you don’t want me or that friend, You Zhaoyu instantly became energetic, sat up and put on his clothes very quickly, and started a hundred thousand why mode: "Is it a man or a woman? Come alone Where are you from? What are you here for? How long will you stay? When will you leave..."

Before Zou Jing walked out of the bedroom, he turned around and glanced at the person who was standing on one leg and wearing pants: "Where do you have so many problems?"

You Zhaoyu curled his lips and then fell silent, and punched the man's back twice.

Because he was too late last night, he didn't go home. The happy thing is that he started to go smoothly in bed, but the unhappy thing is that Zou Jing actually drove him away because a friend was coming.

When he got home, these two emotions disappeared and changed to fear.

All because of the dad who greeted him in the living room with golf clubs in hand.

"Where did you go last night?" You Gang asked standing there with a cigarette in his mouth.

You Zhaoyu didn't change his shoes, and stuck them on the wall of the doorway, thinking that if his father came over with a club, it would be easier for him to escape.

You just saw that your son didn't answer, so he emphasized his tone: "I asked where you went last night!"

"My...friend's birthday," You Zhaoyu lacked confidence, "asked me out for a meal, I stayed too late and stayed at his house."

It took a lot of thought to raise this son, Yougang. Although this child's brain is not very bright and he is not good at reading, but compared to other rich sons, he is definitely his duty.He didn't indulge in eating and drinking, and he didn't set up a small gang to cause trouble everywhere.It is said that boys are the most difficult to control when they are teenagers. Fortunately, his majesty is still there.

"Which friend."

You Zhaoyu is not used to thinking about the next step in advance, and he lied at first, but his father continued to question him, and it was rare for him to turn his panic into wit: "Lin Jinglei."

Obviously this answer satisfied You Gang, he shook the golf club in his hand: "It's good to get in touch with that kid more, his father is very nice."

"Yes, yes, yes," You Zhaoyu nodded and bowed, pointing upstairs, "Then I'm going back to my room, Dad."

You Gang nodded: "Go."

After going upstairs, Zhaoyu dialed Lin Jinglei's phone number. Lin Jinglei's phone number was saved online together before, and the third word of the note was typed as "雷" because of his handicap.

Changing into light clothing before the close combat class became the first thing after arriving in the classroom. Lin Jinglei changed quickly because he was too thirsty and eager to fetch water.

The mobile phone vibrating loudly in the cabinet where he didn't close the door was scary, and several people around him looked sideways. Yan Zizheng, who had straightened his trousers, stood up and looked around, and the numbers without notes were displayed on the screen one by one. I picked it up without thinking.

"Damn, why did you pick it up? Where's Lin Jinglei?"

Yan Zizheng glanced at the person standing by the drinking fountain not far away: "We're here for close combat class, he's not by the phone, what's the matter?"

You Zhaoyu smiled after a pause, and continued: "I have something to do with him, so call him."

Yan Zizheng frowned: "What's the matter?"

"I have a ghost relationship with you."

Lin Jinglei saw Yan Zizheng talking on his mobile phone before he came to him, and hurried over: "Damn it, why are you answering my call?"

Yan Zizheng leaned over to listen after Lin Jinglei snatched the phone, but the man turned around and cut off Yu Zhaoyu's voice on the phone.

After finishing the phone call, Nick just called Ji, Lin Jinglei hurriedly ran over, followed by Yan Zizheng.

"What is he looking for with you?"

"Nothing."

You Zhaoyu actually skipped him and told Lin Jinglei directly, and let it be that he didn't know about it, he still couldn't guess it.Yan Zizheng sighed, the more simple-minded people are, the less they can figure it out, how to figure it out and how wrong it is, trying to figure out their unexpected thoughts is harder than reaching the sky.

Lin Jinglei sensed Yan Zizheng's curiosity. The incident of putting up a tent in his crotch made him lose face that night. He hadn't gotten close to Yan Zizheng for three or four days. He always felt that this kid would laugh at him, even silently. Not angry.

As if the opportunity came suddenly, he purposely did not tell what Yu Zhaoyu said, gloating over his misfortune, he glanced sideways at the wood standing beside him.

He suddenly realized a serious problem. In the upcoming free practice, he will have close contact with Yan Zizheng. He was not afraid before, but now he is starting to be afraid.It would be embarrassing if he showed the same embarrassment as that night in public.Thinking of this, he raised his hand and grabbed the boy in front of him: "Can we change partners later?"

The boy responded happily, stepped back and changed places with Lin Jinglei.

Yan Zizheng grabbed Lin Jinglei and whispered, "Are you afraid that the scene will reappear?"

Lin Jinglei broke away from that hand and stood in front, Yan Zizheng looked at it with a smile on his lips, this person was usually quite skinny, but in fact he was very thin-skinned, his ears were rosy and his face was still full of stubbornness.

If it is justifiable to change partners, then it is intolerable to want to change Yan Zizheng back.During practice, Lin Jinglei felt uncomfortable watching Yan Zizheng rolling around with other boys grabbing arms and shaking hands.

After sneaking away and getting an elbow on his chin, he cursed in a low voice, stood up resolutely and took the boy aside just now.

Yan Zizheng raised his head with a smile: "Are you back?"

Lin Jinglei kicked the person sitting on the floor: "Get up, start practicing again."

Yan Zizheng stretched out his hand, and seeing that Lin Jinglei didn't pull him, he just kept stretching out, surrounded by dynamic offensive and defensive exercises, the two of them looked very strange statically, Lin Jinglei had no choice but to quickly pull him up.

He gritted his teeth and said softly: "Are you disabled or dying, do you want me to pull you up?"

The corners of Yan Zizheng's mouth twitched: "What else can you say after Ladu pulls it?"

Without saying a word, Lin Jinglei resorted to a fierce attack from the lower body. After two moves, the recruiter came to his ear and said something, which made him completely lose his fighting power.

The ghostly voice amplified infinitely in his ears: "You can let go, if the situation of that night happens again, we will go to the bathroom to solve it."

Lin Jinglei hit Yan Zizheng's shoulder blades with a punch: "Shut up, can you practice hard?"

Yan Zizheng: "The last sentence is very important, do you want to listen to it?"

"Let the fart go."

"I was in the same situation as you that night."

Lin Jinglei was stunned, he should feel the joy of regaining the victory, but he didn't want to make his troubles become more serious, why did he mess up like that at that time, while Yan Zizheng was terribly calm.

"Shall we have dinner together after class?"

Lin Jinglei replied while gesticulating: "No, I have something to do."

He really had something to do. After class, he changed his clothes and left with his backpack. When he went out, he stopped a taxi and disappeared very quickly.

Yan Zizheng stood by the side of the road and dialed Yu Zhaoyu's phone, and the first thing he said was: "Get the fuck out of here."

"I'm just outside, report the coordinates, I'll go there."

You Zhaoyu was able to swagger through the city in a car, it must be because his father was not at home, and more than ten minutes later, he received Yan Zizheng at the side of the road, and as soon as the car door was closed, Yan Zizheng asked, "Why did you call Lin Jinglei?"

You Zhaoyu smiled: "Why do you care so much?"

"Speak quickly."

Yu Zhaoyu purposefully said, "Can't we have a little secret?"

Yan Zizheng tilted his head: "Say it or not."

"I asked him because he didn't go home last night and used his birthday as an excuse to prevaricate my dad. I was afraid that he would reveal his truth in the future, so I let him know beforehand."

It was rare for Yan Zizheng to miss the point, he asked: "Lin Jinglei celebrated his birthday yesterday?"

"I lied casually."

"So you know when his birthday is?"

You Zhaoyu was completely helpless: "Why, the topic cannot be separated from that kid? Are you in love with him or what?"

Yan Zizheng looked ahead and changed the subject, "What are you doing driving out?"

"Do big things."

"Find a place to stop, I'll get off."

"Don't, stay and be my helper. Zou Jing is going to pick up a friend at the station. He won't let me stay at his house or follow him. I think it's tricky."

Yan Zizheng snorted with revenge, "Maybe the surname is Han."

"Damn!" You Zhaoyu slammed the steering wheel, "Damn it, then I'll definitely go up and beat him up."

"If it's true, shouldn't both be beaten?"

The person driving the car thought for a while, then shook his head: "No, I can't do that."

Yan Zizheng raised his eyebrows and said, "It's okay, I'll do it, I can do it."

"You go, I don't want to take you with me anymore."