ABO Plum Green

"Prostitution refers to sexual behavior with an unfixed object in exchange for a price or an agreement to accept a price in order to obtain material rewards (money, gifts, etc.). It is simply understood as sexual behavior for a fee."

Qu Shi'an and Song Yuyang have been in the same predicament for themselves and his lover for so many years.

His lovers are all short-term foster care, so it shouldn't be completely counted.

But is it only through the exchange of benefits that it is called prostitution?

It is also possible to exchange love through sex.

Love is the greatest benefit he can get from enduring these idiots.

And this love is not Song Yuyang's love for him, Qu Shi'an, but his love for Song Yuyang, which is the only fixed thing in his life besides going to work.

Many people think that he has no worldly desires, does not need to please, and is always business-like.

There is nothing wrong.

He just hates other people using methods learned from other people to please him.

Everything is left to play.

It seems that Qu Shi'an has never lost, but he has lost and missed too much.

The young man Song Yuyang has recently taken a fancy to has a good name, Meng Shuangxue, which suits his somewhat deserted appearance.

Qu Shi'an didn't say anything, and Wang Ci had already sorted out all the materials and sent them to him as usual.

Technology and human connections always achieve each other, so that more and more people are lucky, but secretly hope to restart their lives.

Capitalists will not give people unwarranted hope, but they will never reject hopeful human beings in order to squeeze better.

Meng Shuangxue, Beta, 26 years old, graduated from University A with a major in history and a master's degree.

Liked to hang out at the Mass bar in high school.

From the age of 17 to 21, he followed Kong Jie all the time, owned 3 properties under his name, and his money was unknown. At the age of 22, he was discovered by the Kong family, so he avoided the limelight.

During graduate school, I fell in love once on campus, and we were already talking about marriage, but unfortunately, the other party's parents disagreed.

Qu Shian sat on a chair steadily and fiddled with the flowers in the vase that had just been replaced in the morning, while Wang Ci stood beside him and reported.

When he usually works, he will deliberately stand not so straight.

Standing alone next to Qu Shi'an, he stood in a standard inspection posture, and did not look at Qu Shi'an until he finished speaking.

In fact, I was just very nervous, and I was almost endorsing the whole process.

........

Wang Cicai will bow his head after explaining all the things found in the legal scope and illegal scope.

Qu Shi'an supported his head and looked up at him.

"Sit here, I'll make you a cup of tea, and I have a few more questions."

Wang Ci actually wanted to say something, but thinking about what he just reported, he still didn't speak.

Qu Shi'an quickly returned with the soaked Meiziqing.

Although it is the season of warm spring and flowers blooming, there is only endless rain in Shanghai. The funniest thing is that after staying for a long time, no matter how heavy the rain, staying in the house is nothing more than adding a sense of security.

He asked the Alpha in front of him who was looking down at him, how did they know each other.

Wang Ci said without hesitation that it was at the flower shop.

"That should be quite romantic. He doesn't go to your bar often recently, is he taking Meng Shuangxue for a stroll outside?"

Wang Ci hesitated.

Still didn't deny it.

Qu Shi'an didn't look angry, just like every time he was alone with anyone in private, he smiled gently and held the teacup straight, which wasn't too hot.

His smile is not as full as the young man's smile, the essence of moving lies in the feeling of gentleness and determination.

In fact, he knew very well in his heart that Song Yuyang was always like this, whether he cared about something or not, it was always intermittent.

——It’s not some careless bad guy, it’s just that he really doesn’t care.

After all, his name is still here.

Firstly, there will not be too many people embarrassing him, and secondly, no matter how embarrassing someone is, he will have to pay for it.

It is said that the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, but Shanghai is still a bit gloomy and cold. A pot of tea, steaming hot, seems to be Qu Shi'an is in a smoky atmosphere.

In words, he was very grateful to Wang Ci for telling him these things that were not obvious to the public in such detail.

Wang Ci really wanted to have a few more words with him.

"Mr. Song has always been like this. There is no way. It really exercises my ability to collect information."

"That's right, he can do whatever he likes, it's only been a few years."

Qu Shi'an's smile was more obvious, and his words seemed very free and easy.

"I'll stay here for a few more years at most. Counting from left to right, he owes me a little more."

Wang Ci thought he was a little tired of Song Yuyang, so he smiled happily.

..........

At the age of 14, Song Yuyang's father brought back a child.

It is two years older than Song Yuyang, so it should be that he had it before he got married.

Song Yuyang would cry then, it was really dark.

I swore that I would not give my stupid father a good look that year.

Qu Shi'an investigated in private what was going on.

The original partner of the college talk, the mistress after becoming a middle-level leader, and the brothers who are a few years apart, confessed to themselves in tears.

Combining them together, in addition to being a prime-time dog-blood drama, it can also be the norm for ordinary rich people in the surrounding areas of Lujiazui.

But not too many people know.

There is a very clear truth that I won't say here-don't engage in the love of the house and the black, the emotion and the interest are very separated.

In the end, Qu Shi'an explained clearly to Song Yuyang.

Now that his father has brought the child back, he will naturally get his share of the money no matter what.

In that family in the future, there may not be anyone bullying anyone, but there must be mutual disgust.

"After all, both your mother and his mother have successfully turned their original partner into a mistress."

That year Song Yuyang asked Qu Shi'an if he wanted to go out together to celebrate the New Year and set off fireworks.

His first reaction was, we will be arrested for violating the public security management regulations. Prison food is not good.

But Qu Shi'an still asked politely, "Aren't you hanging out with those boys? I have to go to the hospital frequently for reexamination recently."

Song Yuyang hesitated and changed several modal particles before saying honestly, "I don't get along with them very much."

Understood, it was pushed back.

Finally, I went to Jing'an Sculpture Park. Although the sculptures are not very beautiful, there are many old houses and places to eat nearby, and there are several museums, which are very suitable for killing time.

There is an old church near the park.

Generally speaking, it is not allowed to enter, but you can enter the old house next to it.

At two o'clock in the afternoon in winter, the sunlight is directly on the glass window, which will produce a kind of misty blue, which is the illusion of the background color of the kingdom of heaven.

The cumbersome and repetitive patterns are covered with a layer of gold yarn because of the sunlight, but the plaster statue has a shadow.

Chinese ancient buildings always pay attention to the symmetrical pattern, presenting a sense of order visible to the naked eye.

This sense of order also has the beauty of balance and stability.

The eternal peace breaks through time and space.

Western buildings, on the other hand, do not pursue a symmetrical pattern, but maintain an order that is sometimes inevitably overturned by the changes of the times, just like the falling and growing of leaves, but they only entrust their thoughts to the physical form.

The two rows of old buildings opposite the church are being renovated, and there are no people on holidays. You can still see a little bit of fragments from the past when you go in.

There is a cabinet made of wood and glass on the wall at the corner of the stairs. Inside the cabinet are portraits of great people, which are a little faded by the sun, but they stop and stare silently for a while when they see it, saying Happy New Year in their hearts.

The floor is wooden, the walls on both sides of the aisle are cement walls, and the windows are also wood with glass.

The corridor is undoubtedly very long, so the light cast by the stairs on both sides is not enough to cover the whole distance.It doesn't make any creaking noises when you walk up, but just a step away will stir up a cloud of dust.

There is no one in the building, but some traces of life can be vaguely seen in the room, and there is even a floor that looks like a classroom, because there are blackboards at the front and back.

Song Yuyang stopped in a certain classroom.

He asked why he didn't move forward.

But he asked back, would he be willing to study in this kind of classroom.

"If you want to read, don't you want to?"

Qu Shi'an squatted on the ground looking at the old posters that seemed to be torn from the wall.

"I can't eat the food my mother cooks. Do you want to eat the food I cook? I can make you biscuits."

——Song Yuyang went back with Qu Shian, because it was the same wherever he went.

Although Qu Shi'an really wanted to try riding on the back seat of a bicycle, he had to say that Shanghai was too cold and he couldn't bear the hardship, so he drove back.

On the way, Qu Shi'an asked him what New Year's gift he wanted, but he said that he wanted to spend the New Year quietly.

Qu Shi'an suddenly felt that he really found the right person.

As a result, Song Yuyang's next sentence was to ask, "Is it special in your heart to be able to play with you?"

He didn't look like he was joking, but he seemed to be waiting for the opportunity to say this.

After speaking, he glanced at himself quickly, then turned his head and looked out the window.

"Hahahaha, it can also mean that. What kind of biscuits do you want to eat?"

Qu Shi'an recalled that evening.

The butler waited for them behind the tall iron gate.Song Yuyang strode in, but stopped to wait for him.

In the backlight, his shoulder line was once more vivid than his own future.

When I was young, I secretly delighted in accessories of the same color.But the hypocrisy of clever words can actually be understood after seeing a lot.

Now he can tie a tie very well, and sometimes he will help others straighten their necklines when he is in a good mood. In fact, Wang Ci's personality is quite similar to him, and his appearance is also somewhat similar.

Qu Shi'an looked at him again.

There is a row of green shade outside the window, you can easily see the branches and leaves, and the sun shines in from the balcony.

For now he remains in the sun in Morandi tones.