Meet Allure

"If you just explain it clearly, there won't be so much trouble," Lu Ran drank a drink with the proprietress, leaning on the bar with a half-smirk, "it's nothing shameful."

Wen Cheng threw the dice cup in his hand without saying a word, Lu Ran was taken aback by surprise, and hurriedly caught the dice cup, all the chic and elegant just now disappeared, Lu Ran scolded: "Damn, I don't agree with you!" Just do it."

"To put it bluntly, it's not all the beauties—it's not easy to serve," the proprietress took the dice cup in Lu Ran's hand, and shook the dice cup in a beautiful gesture, "Who knows if she will dislike things about gentle beauties?" If it’s too annoying, let’s break up.”

Wen Cheng took a sip of his soda and raised his eyes to look at the proprietress.

The proprietress shut up knowingly, and slapped the dice cup on the table with a smile, "Big or small?"

"Small." Lu Ran spoke up, then looked at Wen Cheng, "How long have you been out of contact?"

"Four days." Wen Cheng swiped up and down on his phone, Ying De carelessly.

Lu Ran clicked his tongue a few times, "This is about love."

Wen Cheng looked at Chu Mo.

Chu Mo touched the tip of his nose guiltily.

Since Mu Qingyang said that there is no need to meet each other during this period, they really haven't met. It's not that Wencheng didn't want to, but Chu Mo arranged for a book to obtain the copyright at the same time as the rival publishing house, in order to seize the opportunity to publish first. We must race against time, Wencheng hasn't slept much these days, let alone think about those miscellaneous things, and he is not a primary school student.

Chu Mo hurriedly opened his mouth to express his concern, "Then what are you going to do next?"

Wen Cheng's fingertips hung in the air for half a second on the "Baby" column, and finally moved away. When answering the question, he frowned slightly, "Tell him..." Wen Cheng felt a pang in his chest when he said this. Feeling disgusted, he couldn't help but tighten his hand holding the phone.

This detail fell into Lu Ran's eyes, and he sneered, "Are you in this state? Why don't I tell you for you?"

Wen Cheng laughed when he heard it, "You can try it."

According to his understanding of Mu Qingyang, if Mu Qingyang asked him to explain, it must be an explanation.

Lu Ran was not persistent, and said, "It's just as long as you are happy."

"When are you going to talk? Come to me," the proprietress looked eager to gossip, "Alcohol is free."

Lu Ran quickly said: "You want to hear me tell you, how about going back and forth three times, there is no need for free drinks, just [-]% off."

"Big." The proprietress opened the cup and winked at Lu Ran, "Give me the money."

Lu Ran: "Fuck."

"It's not urgent," Wen Cheng finally found the number he wanted on his phone, smiled coldly, clicked on the number and dialed it, he said, "Take care of other things first."

The other end quickly connected, "What made Uncle Wen, who rejected me before, call me?"

Wen Cheng didn't talk too much with the other party, and cut straight to the point: "Give me Xu Liuyao's contact information."

The man on the other end of the phone was stunned, "Isn't it, you didn't come to the reunion organized by the classmate before, and now I want his contact information?"

"Fatty, I'm not very patient." Fatty said nothing, and Wen Cheng's tone gradually became gloomy.

The fat man knew that Wen Cheng had a strange temper, so he was not poor, "I will send it to you later."

One minute after the phone hung up, Wencheng received a text message from Fatty. He glanced at it and closed it, drinking the soda in his glass calmly.

Distracted with the proprietress and Lu Ran, Chu Mo guessed the size, and teased Wen Cheng: "Are you planning to rekindle the old relationship?"

Wen Cheng didn't answer, he drank the soda in his cup and said with a gloomy smile, "Yes."

There is a judo club two streets away from Wencheng High School. It is small in scale, and the students who come to study are usually middle and high school students. Wencheng studied here, and so did Xu Liuyao.

After saying hello to the original coach, Wen Cheng watched these youthful boys and girls practice inside, thinking that he was like this before, and he wanted to laugh.

Before anything happened, he was like them, and the future had infinite possibilities for him.

The training time ended at 07:30, the coach sent the students away one by one, and came over with two bottles of mineral water.This coach is a mother with two children. She treats the students very gently. Wencheng treats her very much, and Wencheng's perfect appearance and temperament and his excellent learning talent have left a deep impression on the coach, even in the past. After so long, I still recognize him.

A bottle of water was thrown into Wen Cheng's arms, Wen Cheng caught it steadily, and the coach smiled, "School Grass Wen's reaction is still so fast."

Wen Cheng opened the water and took a sip, wiped off the excess water stains on his lips with the back of his hand, and said boringly: "Don't keep teasing me about this."

"You haven't been here for a long time. I haven't seen you since you suddenly said that you don't want to learn." The coach took a sip of water steadily, "Why do you want to see me now?"

"Come and see here." Wen Cheng said, "At least I have some feelings."

The coach recalled something, and said with a smile: "It's a bit emotional. There are not many students who have to stay and practice for an hour every time the library is closed. Ah, speaking of this...at that time...the one who was following you all the time Come on, long time no see."

"Xu Liuyao." Wen Cheng said the name softly.

The coach clapped his hands in a daze, "Yes, it's him."

The coach wanted to say something else, but her husband's car was already parked at the gate, and a pair of twins in the car were scrambling to call her "Mom".Wencheng didn't feel anything, "It's okay, you can go."

The coach saw Wencheng's intention to stay, and said nothing more, "Remember to lock the door for me."

same as before.

Wen Cheng waved to her impatiently.

The coach smiled helplessly, took his bag and went out.

Wen Cheng drank half of the water lukewarmly, took out his mobile phone, clicked on the number sent by the fat man, and dialed it.

Xu Liuyao arrived an hour later, panting. At that time, Wen Cheng was kicking the sandbag hanging in the corner.Looking at Wencheng from behind, he can clearly see every tense muscle and straight waist on Wencheng's body. His movements are ruthless, steady, and precise. The memory overlaps for a short time and a short time. When Wencheng turned around to look at him, he Still can't get back to God.

Compared with the young Wen Cheng, the facial features in front of him are more three-dimensional, and the thorns that used to fill the whole body are gone. There is no such pure publicity and domineering, and there are more complicated things mixed in, rather than stab wounds like before. Human brilliance, but dreadful darkness.

Xu Liuyao and Wen Cheng looked at each other for a long time, Wen Cheng looked at him with a pair of narrow eyes that seemed to be a smile but didn't speak, so Xu Liuyao had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "...Wen Cheng." His throat was so dry that he could taste blood.

Wen Cheng's gaze finally moved away from him, and fell to the corner of the gymnasium. He straightened his cuffs and asked, "Will you still do it?"

Xu Liuyao didn't react for a while, and it took a few seconds before he understood Wen Cheng's meaning. He stood up straight and replied, "...Yes."

"Okay," Wen Cheng slowly withdrew his gaze, put on a good posture, and looked directly into Xu Liuyao's eyes, "Come on."

...Which game is this playing?

Xu Liuyao was dumbfounded, and stood there without any reaction.

Wen Cheng ignored his stupefaction, and quickly rushed forward, strangled Xu Liuyao's throat with one hand, and swept Xu Liuyao's knee with one foot. in the body.Wen Cheng's hair brushed against Xu Liuyao's cheek inadvertently for a moment during the movement, but before he had time to imagine something wrong, Wen Cheng's arm that was pressing hard on his neck made him "hum" because of suffocation.

"Who asked you to touch my sister?" Wen Cheng's eyes were so dark that nothing could be reflected, he lowered his voice and asked, sexy and deadly.

Xu Liuyao punched Wen Cheng on the stomach, separated Wen Cheng's arm that was holding him down with the other hand, lifted Wen Cheng from his body, quickly stood up and stepped aside, with a bit of embarrassment on his face, he said out of breath: "You don't want to come to the class reunion. No one in the class except Fatty has your contact information, and he refuses to give it to me. I have no other way."

Wen Cheng showed a sneer, "What do you want me for?"

Xu Liuyao was a little ashamed by Wencheng's yin and yang, so he avoided Wencheng's sight and said, "I'm settling in Italy now, this time the company sent me back to negotiate a contract, it won't be long."

Wen Cheng was not emotional: "Oh."

The two had been separated for a long time, and Wen Cheng's attitude was very different from before. Xu Liuyao really had a hard time adapting to it. He paused for a while before opening his mouth with difficulty: "Before..."

Before Xu Liuyao finished speaking, Wen Cheng's figure flashed in front of him as soon as he moved, and beat him to the ground with real strength, and bumped his elbow hard on his chest. Wen Cheng's expression was serious, "Get to the point."

Xu Liuyao almost spat out a mouthful of blood. He frowned uncomfortably and had difficulty breathing, "...I'm sorry. I want to see if you are doing well...I...want to make it up to you as much as possible."

Wen Cheng let go of Xu Liuyao, raised his eyebrows, "Yes."

Xu Liuyao had been tortured by Wencheng, and he didn't dare to relax his vigilance. As soon as his body was free, he supported the floor with his hands and backed away. He sat in the corner and looked at Wencheng with a pale face. ……Do?"

"I want to buy a house near Qinggao." Wen Cheng said simply, with a smile on his face, as if laughing at Xu Liuyao's overreach.

Sure enough, Xu Liuyao's face was very embarrassed, "This..."

The property prices in the Qinggao area are very high. Even if Xu Liuyao has a good job, he still needs to save for four or five years to pay the down payment.

"I can't do it," Wen Cheng stood up slowly, and walked in the direction of Xu Liuyao, Xu Liuyao stood up in fright, for fear that Wen Cheng would attack again, but Wen Cheng just reached out and patted his face, sneering Said, "Then don't act like a saint trying to save sinners. Get away from me and my life."

Xu Liuyao's eyes turned red, and he suddenly lowered his head, not wanting Wencheng to see him in a panic.

Wen Cheng didn't care, and turned around to pack his things, "You have met Teacher Mu."

declarative sentence.

Xu Liuyao gave a heavy nasal "hmm".

"How are you?" Wen Cheng seemed to ask casually.

Xu Liuyao didn't know about the relationship between Wen Cheng and Mu Qingyang, and only thought that Wen Cheng cared about her sister, so she asked her teacher, and answered a little dazedly, "...it's okay."

The corner of Wen Cheng's lips twitched, "Are you handsome?"

"Handsome..." After Xu Liuyao answered subconsciously, he suddenly realized something and looked at Wen Cheng in disbelief.

Wen Cheng's smile became wider and wider, almost overlapping with the young man in his memory.

He said, "Well, my man."

His strength was drained instantly.

Xu Liuyao couldn't remember when Wencheng left.

The lush memories of the past played back in my mind like a revolving lantern.

He has obtained his current status and honor, and he will even go to a higher level, while Wencheng has nothing, and he may remain unknown in this city for the rest of his life.Even if he was about to be crushed to death by the guilt in his heart, he just wanted to do something to make up for Wen Cheng and appease the sin in his heart, but he never regretted it.But after Wen Cheng showed such a ostentatious smile, Xu Liuyao's mind went blank for an instant.

Xu Liuyao has always believed that Wencheng, who lives in a sea of ​​suffering, actually has everything he wants, and what Xu Liuyao has is just the status and glory envied by ordinary people. For this reason, he needs to bear the inner self-blame and cover up his own aptitude. But what he got in exchange for these sacrifices...was it what he really wanted?

After a long time, the man sitting in the dark smiled wryly.

People are not trees and stones have feelings, it is better not to meet the beauty of the city.

The longer he lives, the more his memory stays in the past, but the people from the past have already strode away, leaving only a blank space.