I don't bear the blame of the previous life

Si Chen froze on the bed like this, his body tensed to the extreme, people who didn't know thought he was facing some danger.

The shining light from the ceiling illuminated half of the bedroom. Gu Lang cleaned himself up from top to bottom, turned on the shower and stood in the past. It seemed that the hot water was not turned on, and he almost slipped when he jumped from the ice.

With his messy hair trembling, he turned on the hot water and rubbed it over. The heat instantly evaporated, blurring the scene in the bathroom.

Si Chen didn't look back, and stared closely at Gu Lang, who was flowing down the water, watching his fair skin turn pink under the hot water, watching the hot water wet his curly hair from top to bottom. , across the upturned nose bridge, moist lips, slightly protruding Adam's apple...

The darkness of the room seemed to brighten the scene on the ceiling and conceal some embarrassing physical changes.

Si Chen's gaze fell into the water, and under the effect of gravity, he couldn't help but slid down...

"Snapped."

The light curtain on the ceiling was instantly extinguished, and Si Chen sat up suddenly from the bed, covering his cheeks with his palms and breathing heavily. In the darkness, his Adam's apple slid twice quickly, and it took a while to calm down his breathing.

Si Chen turned around, crossed his legs and began to meditate, but this posture made the pressure on a certain part of his body worse.

For the first time, he frowned and cursed, the moonlight outside the window was still cold, but it was the first time that Si Chen felt that it was so difficult to be pure and abstinent.

"Morning!"

The next day, Gu Lang unexpectedly got up early in the morning, yawned and greeted Si Chen who was serving breakfast on the table.

Lin Zhengzheng was going to be sent to kindergarten at seven o'clock today, so even though Gu Lang went to bed very late last night, he had to get up.

Si Chen glanced at him, said nothing, and went into the kitchen again.

Gu Lang regained his sleepiness a little, and looked at Si Chen strangely, why did he feel that this guy is always having convulsions these days, although he has always had a face of ice cubes, but his mood is obviously ups and downs, it's almost like...

What is it like?

After patting his forehead and thinking for a while, Gu Lang snapped his fingers and found a suitable analogy, as if he had premenstrual syndrome.

Not knowing what kind of messy hat Gu Lang put on him, Si Chen put on a sullen face, and reached out to bring out the two bowls of steaming custard from the pot. His slender hands seemed to be unable to feel the scalding heat at all.

There was a fire in his heart, and if the fire could not be controlled carefully, it would burn two people to death. It would be nothing if he burned himself to death, but if it burns to Gu Lang...

Si Chen's hands paused, and the scene of Gu Lang avoiding him emerged in his mind, and his fingers tightened.He sighed secretly, closed his eyes, and suppressed the anxiety in his heart.

It's really... self-inflicted.

Gu Lang had already pulled Lin Zhengzheng up, took him to wash and sat down at the dining table, he reached out to take the custard from Si Chen's hand, but Si Chen flinched away.

Si Chen paused for a second before placing the custard in front of Gu Lang and Lin Zhengzheng in turn. Gu Lang lowered his head and took a bite, only to find that the temperature was just right.

"Is Second Young Master at your place?" Gu Lang asked inarticulately while eating.

"Yeah." Si Chen nodded, and picked up a shrimp dumpling for Gu Lang, and Gu Lang took advantage of the opportunity to put some in his own bowl to Lin Zhengzheng.

Erha was exhausted by Lin Zhengzheng last night, he couldn't control himself, and finally slipped into Si Chen's room while Lin Zhengzheng was not paying attention, but intruding into other people's territory made him very uncomfortable after all, and he is now Si Chen lay on his stomach on the balcony.

Lin Zhengzheng's eyes lit up immediately when he heard the news about Erha.

Seeing this, Gu Lang slapped him on the head: "Be honest, I have to go to school later, if I am late, I will enter the classroom under the eyes of the whole class."

Only then did Lin Zhengzheng restrain his interest and bury his head in his meal.

After eating, Gu Lang drove Lin Zhengzheng to school.

There was a lot of noise outside the kindergarten. Parents greeted each other with their children, and the children gathered together, chirping and laughing.

Gu Lang took Lin Zhengzheng to look for his teacher. This was the first time he sent Lin Zhengzheng to school. Naturally, he didn't know his teacher yet, so he could only look for it according to the class number.

Lin Zhengzheng lowered his head, held Gu Lang's fingers tightly with his small hands, and silently shrank behind Gu Lang.

Gu Lang glanced at him, and couldn't help pondering for a while. He found something wrong. After walking around the school gate for a while, no child came to say hello to Lin Zhengzheng, and he didn't see who Lin Zhengzheng was going to play with on his own initiative.

He raised his eyebrows, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, coughed lightly, pinched Lin Zhengzheng's tense little hands as if nothing had happened, and asked, "Zhengzheng, where is your class? Brother seems to be missing, you Have you seen your classmates?"

Hearing this, Lin Zhengzheng stuck out his head from behind Gu Lang, stood on tiptoe for a quick look, pointed to a young woman standing in the direction of the school gate, and said, "The teacher is there."

After speaking, he shrank his head back.

"..."

Gu Lang paused, stopped, knelt down, squeezed Lin Zhengzheng's little face, and asked him, "Why don't you go say hello to your classmates?"

Lin Zhengzheng lowered his head, kneading the Winnie the Pooh card that Gu Lang gave him this morning with his small hands, but he just didn't speak.

Sighing secretly, Gu Lang didn't force him, stood up and touched the top of his head, then led him to the teacher, only thinking of taking time to ask the teacher.

Lin Zhengzheng was still dragging Gu Lang's fingers while walking, but suddenly he tightened his grip on Gu Lang's hand and stopped.

Gu Lang paused and turned to look at him.

Lin Zhengzheng shrunk behind him, pointed to a little girl who had just gotten off the car, and whispered, "Her name is Wang Xue, and the aunt next to her is very gentle. The one holding her hand is her papa, who seems to be very busy, but every time she comes back, she will bring gifts to Wang Xue."

Hearing Lin Zhengzheng's mosquito-like voice amidst the noise, Gu Lang couldn't help but frowned, and simply knelt down to watch with him.

Lin Zhengzheng pointed to another little boy dressed in a special "elite style": "His surname is Su, and his name... I can't pronounce his name. He is so powerful and knows everything. He is very strict with him." , said that he took him to learn a lot of things every day, and he looks like his daddy."

Although he was talking about how strict the mother of the little boy surnamed Su was, Lin Zhengzheng's tone was full of envy.

Gu Lang didn't want any image, so he just squatted there with his chin in his hands and listened to Lin Zhengzheng pointing at the children around him one by one to introduce him. His eyes became clear from the confusion at the beginning, but he couldn't help laughing. Learn to speak in a roundabout way.

He glanced over, and except for a few children sent by nannies and the like, most of them were picked up by their parents, but Lin Zhengzheng had never enjoyed such treatment.

Because he has no parents.

Therefore, I can only look at the happiness in other people's families day by day with envy, and then become inferior.

Not knowing how to comfort him at all, Gu Lang reached out and hugged the child with red eyes, and pressed his forehead against him.

Lin Zhengzheng's voice gradually weakened. He was quiet for a while, then squeezed the card in his hand, and said firmly: "I have grandma's, and grandma will come to give me it every day."

"Well, yes, grandma loves Zhengzheng the most."

Gu Lang rubbed Lin Zhengzheng's little face, hugged him and walked over like a teacher beside him, then put him down and sent him to the team.

"You are Mr. Gu Langgu, right?"

The young teacher walked towards Gu Lang with a smile on his face: "Lin Zhengzheng's grandmother told me yesterday that you will be here to pick him up from today until the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Yes, I'm Gu Lang." Gu Lang smiled at the teacher and nodded in agreement.

"My surname is Zhao. This is my business card. If the child has special circumstances, he can contact me."

Teacher Zhao handed over a business card, Gu Lang took it, added her phone number to the address book without saying a word, and exchanged phone numbers with her.

He glanced at the students who were almost all here, and said, "I just want to talk to Mr. Zhao about the clang, why don't we make an appointment?"

Teacher Zhao readily agreed upon hearing this.

Seeing that the school gate was about to close, Gu Lang waved to Lin Zhengzheng and watched him follow the teacher into the classroom.

"Gu Lang? Gu Lang!"

Just as Gu Lang was about to open the car door and go back, he heard someone calling his name again on the road, and he turned around suspiciously.

A Bentley parked slowly on the side of the road. Someone poked his head out of the window and waved to him enthusiastically.

"..."

Gu Lang frowned and thought for a while, before he slowly remembered who this person was. He was one of the group of friends who played around with him before. His name seemed to be Bai Wentao, and he hadn't seen him for a long time.

Bai Wentao handed over the cigarette, and approached enthusiastically and asked, "How can I see you here?"

After looking at the gate of the kindergarten, he smiled inexplicably: "Is it an illegitimate child? I remember that you don't like women. Why are you so forced at home?"

Gu Lang raised his eyebrows and looked over. His sexuality had never been a secret. Gu Lang himself didn't like to hide it, but it was the first time that he was said to be a cheating marriage like this.

He reached out to take the cigarette, didn't light it, and just held it between his fingers: "You can do this kind of thing secretly, don't say that everyone in the world is like you."

After being teased by Gu Lang, Bai Wentao didn't show any displeasure at all, but just smiled knowingly, he is also considered to be a group of people who are more familiar with Gu Lang, although he is not as good as Fang Runqi, but Gu Lang's personality is different. It can be regarded as understanding, being spoiled by the Gu family is almost lawless, and now it is considered gentle.

He changed the topic: "Didn't you let me pay attention to Lin Xiang's affairs a few days ago? I saw him go to a club yesterday. How about it? Do you want to go and have fun?"

Gu Lang subconsciously wanted to refuse. When he approached Lin Xiang, he knew it was because of Gu Xu's affairs. Now that Gu Xu has returned to the company alive and well, this group of people started to jump out to claim credit again.

But he thought about it. After all, he was the one asking for help at the time, and it's not good to refuse rashly after the matter has passed.

Bai Wentao saw that there was a door, and immediately made persistent efforts: "You see, if you haven't come out for a few years, the brothers from before have all scattered. How about having a gathering when everyone is back during the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Gu Lang thought for a while and nodded in agreement. He's been a bit of a nerd these years, so it's good to meet old friends.

"Okay, you decide the incident, if I have nothing to do, I will go there."

"Okay, I'll call you then."

Although Gu Lang didn't agree exactly, but he didn't refuse outright. Bai Wentao smiled happily, and the two exchanged a few words before parting.

Bentley drove slowly away from Gu Lang, and Gu Lang suddenly caught a glimpse of bright red, and turned his head to look through the Bentley's unclosed window.

A pair of bright red high heels were neatly placed behind the car, as if worn by an elegant lady.

Gu Lang frowned, feeling a little weird, but then he thought about the chaos in this group of people's private life, so he didn't care too much.

Bai Wentao drove the car, seemingly unable to see the dazzling red high-heeled shoes behind him at all. He remembered the conversation with Gu Lang just now and couldn't help but smile. He fiddled with the phone with one hand and made a call.

"Hey, man, I have an appointment for you, take advantage of the opportunity!"

The author has something to say:

ORZ did not expect that the saved manuscript will be drawn as the first time, sorry to add it now