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Yan Yijun met those drunken eyes, and raised his eyebrows in surprise, knowing that this guy regards money as his life, he is willing to work for himself today, thinking of this episode, Yan Yijun You can't help but feel a bit of irony, like being scratched by some soft thing unpreparedly in your heart, and an indescribable impulse arises, wanting to touch those bright and warm eyes.

Yan Yijun didn't let himself show his emotions too much, he lowered his eyes, and thought about his words: "Sure enough, you can't hide anything from you, it's true, some time ago, someone gave me a mirror, saying it was a treasure, but I always I think the mirror is a bit weird, as if someone is looking at me in it."

"Oh?" Duan Huichuan blinked his eyes that were a little sober from thinking, "There is such a thing, take me to see it."

Yan Yijun nodded and took him to the bedroom on the second floor.

Duan Huichuan carefully looked at this spacious and bright room, the simple furnishings and meticulous layout were indeed Yan Yijun's favorite style.

A floor-to-ceiling mirror leans against the corner of the floor-to-ceiling window. It looks like an ordinary dressing mirror. The oval mirror body is surrounded by classical copper-colored patterns on both sides. It is a decoration, but it is also unique.

At first glance, there is nothing weird about it.

Duan Huichuan bent his fingers and tapped on the mirror lightly, a thin halo bloomed slowly like ripples, he leaned forward and saw his magnified face reflected in the mirror, every fine hair was exposed.

"It seems to be nothing..." Before the word "unusual" was out of the mouth, a severe dizziness suddenly hit!

That feeling is neither dizziness after drunkenness nor subconscious self-protection after the brain is severely damaged, but the brain is unable to process and receive under the violent rush of an almost explosive wave of information, resulting in a short-term shutdown.

For a moment, Duan Huichuan could hardly tell what night it was.

He felt that his consciousness seemed to be floating in the blue sky and the flowing clouds, and the fierce wind was whistling in his ears. Sometimes, the caress as gentle as a sympathizer can't leave a trace on him.

He saw the boundless mountains, rivers and great swamps, soaring freely among thousands of broken stars and floating islands, all the heavens and myriad worlds allowed him to come and go freely, the whole world was trampled under his feet, and the vast and boundless land shrank under his gaze. It becomes a piece of jigsaw puzzle, dotted in the boundless sea.

This is where?Who is he?

Duan Huichuan landed on one of the continents in a daze. He was attracted by the rich fruit aroma. Strings of bright red and moist fruits hung all over the mountains and plains, plump and tempting him to take a sip silently.

These unknown fruit trees grow lush and tall, but he easily picked off a bunch of them and swallowed them in his mouth. The sweet and slightly sour taste filled his taste buds. It was an addictive delicacy. Duan Huichuan lay on the bed Among the fruit trees all over the mountain, I sniffed the fruit fragrance contentedly, one bunch after another, I can't enjoy it all...

At this moment, the bedroom on the second floor of the winery villa.

The wooden fruit basket on the table contained a bunch of purple-red fresh fruits, with fresh dew on them.

Yan Yijun hugged the dizzy guy, sitting on the edge of the bed, Duan Huichuan didn't know what he saw, his frowning brows sometimes stretched and sometimes trembled slightly.

Yan Yijun glanced at the trembling bronze mirror, but within a few breaths, there were faint cracks on the mirror.

He sighed softly, and thought to himself, for Duan Huichuan, the little bit of inspiration stored inside might not be enough for Duan Huichuan to squeeze between his teeth. Relying on the power of the ring...

Duan Huichuan in his arms suddenly struggled, as if there were signs of waking up, Yan Yijun was slightly startled, raised his hand and stretched his five fingers towards the table, and the purple-red fresh fruit was pulled into his hand by some invisible force.

He peeled off one and fed it to Duan Huichuan's mouth. The latter was like a milk cat that smelled the fragrance of milk. Without opening his eyes, he opened his mouth and swallowed it in one gulp. Juicy fingers.

Yan Yijun couldn't help laughing when he saw his reaction, and fed several of them with great interest.

It seems that even if it is changed into a human skin, it still cannot resist the temptation of amber vermilion fruit.

"Is it so delicious?" Yan Yijun lowered his head and took a sip, the overflowing wine-red juice slid down his fingers.

Amber red fruit is not easy to cultivate, and it is very beneficial to the body, but the taste is too sour for him. Apart from the strong fragrance, it seems that there is nothing special about it.

Perhaps the fragrance of Zhu Guo is too tempting. Duan Huichuan has not yet fully awakened from the spiritual world, and his body's instincts have already been groping for the familiar sweet and sour taste. He politely took away the half of the fruit he had eaten, and swallowed it whole, but this did not satisfy his appetite, but aroused even greater desire.

Duan Huichuan stared dazedly at Yan Yijun's body, just like climbing a fruit tree soaring into the clouds. He wanted to pick the fullest, most delicious and brightest fruit on the top of the tree, and then lie on the top of the cloud, slowly experiencing the supremacy. happy.

Yan Yijun, who was overwhelmed by surprise and fell to the ground for a good kiss, faintly felt the strange heat coming from this body, and only belatedly remembered that excessive consumption of amber vermilion fruit seems to stimulate the estrus...

Yan Yijun was forced to lift his chin, accommodating Duan Huichuan with his instinctive and chaotic kissing posture, his slender neck was raised into a sacrificial arc, the most fragile Adam's apple of the human body was completely exposed, and Duan Huichuan grabbed him .

The sharp teeth slashed inch by inch along the blue veins, as if tasting the most delicate delicacies in the world.

The qi and blood of the whole body surged wildly under the stimulation of the amber vermilion fruit, Duan Huichuan breathed heavily, his fine and tough muscles swelled slightly, and the smooth lines rose and fell with the breath.

Yan Yijun hugged him tightly, even through the shirt, he could easily feel the powerful explosive power hidden under his palm, embracing him was like embracing a sharp sword that was about to be unsheathed.

He lay on the ground and accepted the kiss obediently, unconsciously grabbing Duan Huichuan's clothes, he didn't know if he wanted to refuse, or wanted to hug him tighter.

The entangled breaths clung to each other inseparably, occupying every inch of space brutally and tenderly, Yan Yijun freed up a hand to comb through the man's hair, breath intertwined, his forehead pressed against his forehead, and the tip of his nose rubbed his temple hair.

Clearly knowing that this is not a good time, clearly knowing that the consequences of letting go may be unbearable, clearly can be easily pushed away...

Yan Yijun closed his eyes, and greeted this overly hot kiss with the gesture of a moth to a flame.

—but he didn't want to.

At this moment, he just wants to drown in this long-lost embrace to comfort the long and boundless longing and pursuit.

"Boom——" The dark clouds gathered at some point in the sky slammed into each other fiercely, and the thunderous thunder seemed to blow a hole in the sky!

The momentum was too great, and the already crumbling bronze mirror finally shattered!

Duan Huichuan's whole body seemed to be struck by lightning, the floating islands and continents were smashed to pieces, the colors of the mountains and rivers faded, and the giant vermilion fruit trees all over the mountains were turned into dust.

He suddenly fell from the clouds, was swallowed by the dark deep water, and finally fell to a warm and soft place, and his heart finally fell to the ground.

When he saw Yan Yijun who was under his own pressure, he felt as if he had been poured cold water on his head, and all the evil fires were extinguished.

Duan Huichuan sat upright stiffly, feeling extremely embarrassed for a moment, wishing he could slap himself on the face: "Cough... that... I didn't do anything to you, did I?"

Suddenly seeing a few fresh strawberry marks on the other party's neck, Duan Huichuan looked hopeless, and suddenly felt that his fame had been ruined.

"Can you let me get up first?" Yan Yijun looked away from him, calmly restraining the deep emotion in his eyes, "Just now you were confused by that mirror, so... just a little accident, that's all. do not take it personally."

He slowly closed the wrinkled neckline, smoothed the creases of the cuffs, and looked at the other party with his usual gentleness and tolerance.

Compared with Duan Huichuan's sitting on pins and needles, that calm and calm posture, he is like a spectator who has nothing to do with himself, as if the untimely kiss that happened just now was just Duan Huichuan's imagination. Inexplicable spring dream.

Duan Huichuan looked at the calmness on the other party's face, and suddenly a little unreasonable annoyance appeared - the person who was treated lightly was not you, and he didn't take it seriously, why are you being hypocritical?What do you care about?

From the beginning to the end, you are the only one struggling with these little ambiguities!Passionate!

Duan Huichuan secretly spurned his wild thoughts, and didn't notice that when Yan Yijun picked up the broken lenses, he slightly pinched his fingertips into the palm of his hand.

"The mirror is shattered. No matter what evil spirits are hiding in it, there must be nowhere to rely on."

It was only then that Duan Huichuan remembered the culprit. He forced himself to forget those emotions he shouldn't have, and followed the other person's topic to resolve the embarrassment at the moment: "This thing is really weird, and I can't say it. It seemed to be in the mirror just now. I saw all the inexplicable scenes in the movie. But when I recall carefully, I can’t remember clearly.”

Seeing his pensive expression, Yan Yijun didn't bother, but carefully packed up the pieces. Duan Huichuan stretched out his hand, spread his five fingers, and felt carefully, confirming that there was no clue in it, it was just a pile of ordinary broken glass That's all.

"It's really strange..." Some hazy fragments vaguely flashed in Duan Huichuan's mind, and he felt familiar, as if he had been to that strange mirror world.

"This mirror is too tight, it's broken anyway, so it's better to throw it away."

Duan Huichuan scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed, and agreed to help him solve the trouble, but in the end he broke the mirror—it looked like a valuable thing, and he didn't know how much he should pay for it.

There was another burst of muffled thunder rolling outside the window, and then torrential rain fell, and the sky was obscured by the dark rain curtain.

Duan Huichuan looked at the gloomy sky, and faintly felt that his body became inexplicably hot again.

— can't stay any longer.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the unbearable irritability, and offered to leave.

Yan Yijun probably knew that it was inconvenient for him, so he didn't do much to persuade him: "I'll take you back."

"No need, don't forget to drink just now." Duan Huichuan was a little embarrassed, and was going to ask Bai Jian to pick him up, but he was afraid that the kid would get lost.

Speaking of it, I was in a daze just now, and seemed to smell the familiar smell of alcohol, so I can drink as much as I can, so I don't want to get drunk and mess up after just one drink.

Yan Yijun thoughtfully suggested: "Then I'll ask the housekeeper to take you off. This is the suburb of the city, so it's hard to find the location."

He sent Duan Huichuan to the door and told the housekeeper to pick up the car.

In the gloomy heavy rain, an uninvited guest came at an unknown time.

He drove a silver Porsche and stopped at the entrance of the winery for an unknown amount of time. He tried to visit three times and four times, but was turned away by the butler who strictly followed the owner's order and was not allowed to enter the winery.

I don't know why I came here, but I have been waiting at the door and never left.

Duan Huichuan took a glance and didn't care, waved goodbye to Yan Yijun and got in the car to leave.

The moment the two cars passed by, the rear window of the Porsche was rolled down, and a young man's head poked out.

The man turned his head suspiciously and watched the black Bentley gradually drive down the hill. He didn't lean back in the seat until the other party disappeared behind the heavy rain.

A man who looked like a bodyguard was sitting in the driver's seat. Seeing that he did not give orders, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious: "Second Young Master, isn't that Yan Yijun's car? Has he already left? Shouldn't we catch up?"

"It's not him inside." Duan Mingchen frowned impatiently, carefully recalling the face of the man in black who came out of the winery, his tone of confusion was filled with deep ignorance, "I saw the person who got into that car just now. , looks a bit... familiar."

"Ah? Who is it? It can't be from the third young master, right? Or someone from the chairman's side?" the bodyguard asked in surprise.

"Neither." Duan Mingchen shook his head, "It's just because I don't know him, it's strange, I always feel like I've seen it somewhere before, as if..."

The scene of the ten-year-old half-brother being kicked out of the house suddenly flashed through his mind more than ten years ago!

Duan Mingchen's face changed slightly: "Duan Huichuan..."

"You said young master... ah bah, that freak who was expelled by the chairman?" The bodyguard heard him muttering to himself, and in shock, almost said the wrong thing, covered his mouth and said embarrassingly, "No, You must have read it wrong. That person may be moving bricks now, whether he is dead or alive. Besides, after so many years, who knows what he will look like, even if he stands in front of you, You might not even recognize it.”

"... also. Maybe it's raining too much, I misread it."

Duan Mingchen also felt that he was thinking too much. An abandoned son who had been expelled from his family for many years and disappeared for ten years, how could he have anything to do with someone like Yan Yijun, not to mention that there are thousands of people who look similar, probably just a coincidence.

"Then shall we wait?" The bodyguard glanced back in embarrassment, "I don't think people will see us."

Duan Mingchen gritted his teeth and said: "Wait! If the old man can ask him to treat the third child himself, isn't that good enough? I don't believe it. The third child is already terminally ill. Whether he can cure it or not is still a matter of discussion. Please let him go for a while. Water, don’t try so hard, what’s the problem!”

"But this is not the master who will be short of money."

Duan Mingchen sneered and said, "Then whatever he lacks, give him something! I don't believe he doesn't have what he wants!"

But you may not be able to afford it.The bodyguard couldn't help muttering in his heart.

Yan Yijun stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor, watching the black car carrying Duan Huichuan drift away, and finally disappeared from sight, and then looked back reluctantly.

Fortunately...he involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that he had cultivated a hard and ruthless heart over the long years, so that he was able to maintain his superficial immobility like a mountain in such a chaotic situation. , These hands leak more emotions that shouldn't be there.

——"A Leifeng Pagoda in Yongzhen, an ancient Buddha's green lamp for the rest of his life, should have had a great time and youth, but it was ruined like this, and he paid the price of a lifetime, but in the end he only got a consoling ending of renewing his relationship for three days , it is clearly a complete tragedy, if I knew it earlier, why bother to meet each other at the beginning, and we are all well, wouldn't we be happy?"

Duan Huichuan's words still ring in his ears, like some kind of warning and hint from fate.

That's fine.he thinks.

Let's just deal with it like this, even if you are deceiving yourself and others, at least you can have a happy ending for each of you.

He didn't dare to imagine what kind of situation he would fall into once he pierced through this layer of paper window, even if he secretly fancied in the most hidden corner of his heart, maybe that person would like him a little bit.

But so what?When the seal was released, he remembered everything, and they returned to their respective positions, how should they deal with each other?It only adds to the trouble.

Yan Yijun leaned against the cold wall, thinking this way, finally slowly raised his hand with some uncontrollable strength, and stroked his lips gently, as if there was still a little warmth left there.

But, how long can I suppress the overwhelming unwillingness and affection in my heart?

When Duan Huichuan returned to the office, the sudden rainstorm seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.

He hastily prepared a large tub of medicated bath, and then threw himself into the bathtub, dense pain welling up familiarly, crowding around his body like an ebb and flow.

Under such real stimulation, he suddenly felt that the embarrassing agitation had finally settled down slowly, and the claw that scratched his heart and liver shrank back again.

"what is the problem?"

Duan Huichuan pressed his forehead wearily. Such a strange situation had never happened before. The bits and pieces since he met Yan Yijun were like soda water with the bottle cap opened. It took a big mouthful, but it was full of dust, and it didn't quench my thirst at all.

Could it be that he has been single for so long that he looks handsome even when he sees a man?

How to explain the scene seen in the mirror, is it really just an insignificant illusion?Is Yan Yijun's invitation a coincidence, or... some other purpose?

Those inappropriate images came to mind again on their own initiative, the red hickey marks, moist lips, and those bright eyes, there seemed to be endless treasures inside, waiting to be excavated by myself.

Duan Huichuan was full of confusion and couldn't get rid of it. He continued to cut and reason, and the heat went back and forth in an unspeakable place. He simply plunged into the water like an ostrich, gurgling out a series of bubbles.

After he dried himself, changed his clothes and went downstairs, the industrious little bee Bai Jian had already finished the tidying work for the day and was busy in the kitchen.

Duan Huichuan looked at his youthful figure, and suddenly smirked and touched his chin: "Xiaobai, come here."

"What's the matter, Boss?" Hearing the boss' call, Bai Jian, who took promotion and salary increase as her ultimate goal in life, immediately put down her work and ran over in a hurry.

Unexpectedly, the world was spinning in front of his eyes. When he came back to his senses, his boss had already pressed him against the wall. Feeling the breath that was close at hand, Bai Jian was bewildered: "What's wrong, boss?"

"..." Duan Huichuan froze on the spot for three seconds while maintaining the wall-dong posture, jumped back suddenly, and pointed at his nose in frustration, "Don't tell me to eat leeks tonight!!"

Bai Jian looked back at him innocently: "Xu Xiaodi said he wants to eat dumplings."

"..." Duan Huichuan didn't know whether he should be thankful that he didn't have feelings for men, that he didn't bend over completely, or that he should collapse. The dumplings at night were stuffed with leeks.

He waved his hand dejectedly, let go of the simple little assistant, and went to seek fortune.

I don't know which god who is broken in love is in charge of the recent weather. It seems that the rain, rain, wind and thunder are all based on the mood, which is unpredictable.

When the morning wind blows the window screens with a trace of coolness, Duan Huichuan realizes that it seems that autumn is coming soon, and the neighbor next door who told him to be unpredictable has already spent time with him. A very hot summer.

Today is the day I made an appointment with Fang Jun to visit Fang's house.

Duan Huichuan originally wanted to call Zhang Pan, and went there again as an assistant, so as not to attract unnecessary attention.

The latter told him that Tianshi Zhang Qin, a direct disciple of Longhu Mountain, came down the mountain recently, saying that he was invited to investigate a Fengshui dragon cave, Zhang Pan took the opportunity to hug his thigh, and asked Duan Huichuan if he wanted to share a piece of the pie.

Reluctantly, he had already agreed to Fang Jun, but there was a conflict of time, so Duan Huichuan had no choice but to decline the other party's kindness.

Duan Huichuan took Bai Jian to the Fangzhai by car. This huge luxury private manor severely shocked Bai Jian's heart of going to the city.

Whether it is the carefully carved green plants and gardens, the magnificent circular statue fountain, or the two rows of security guards and servants lined up at the gate, the scenes are overwhelming, constantly refreshing Bai Jian's imagination of wealthy families.

"Boss, you said that living in such a big house, wouldn't it be very hard to find a toilet?" Bai Jian looked very worried about this.

Duan Huichuan suddenly felt that bringing him here was a mistake.

When the two of them reached the entrance of the main hall, two rows of servants in black and white uniforms bowed their heads respectfully and said in unison, "Welcome Master."

Not to mention Bai Jian, even Duan Huichuan, who considers himself to be thick-skinned, was a little embarrassed by this exaggerated scene.

Bai Jian carefully tugged at his sleeve: "God boss, Mr. Fang is so kind to you, so grand."

Duan Huichuan stretched out his two hands and gave a virtual press, showing a shy and reserved smile: "Everyone, you are very polite, you are too polite."

"Wait—who are you?" A discordant voice interrupted the exaggerated flattery abruptly, followed by a tall, middle-aged butler.

The visitor wore an ironed and meticulous black uniform, with a serious face, his undisguised gaze sized up the two of them back and forth, his brows were raised, and his stern eyes swept fiercely at the unknown servants: "You guys Are you blind? He is not a Haiyuan layman at all!"

The butler reprimanded the servant who misread the person, turned his face to Duan Huichuan and the two, and asked politely but coldly: "Sorry, the servants are ignorant, and they recognized the wrong person, which scared the two of you. I don't know where you are. What are you doing at Fang's house? Do you have an appointment?"

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