Daoist always thinks I'm scumbag for him

When Qingyuan went out, there were more people, and the front of the bar was lit with purple lights. When he got back to his seat, he heard little girls around him yelling, "Little brother, little brother, look here."

Under the light, the young man half closed his eyes. Under the light and shadow, his expression was a little cold, with a touch of arrogance, like a proud cat, with no dust in his eyes.

A girl beside her whispered, "He's so cold."

Qingyuan heard another voice say, "That's right, he is the Bingshan male god in our department. He usually has no expression, and he is very cold."

Qingyuan noticed that he was wearing a pair of canvas shoes. From his position, he could see the raised and clear Achilles tendon. Boys at this age are generally thinner. Perhaps it was because he was tall. Qingyuan felt that his Taoist companion was thin It's distressing, and the cheekbones can be seen when the face is turned sideways.

The woman followed his gaze, "His name is Fu Yunchen, the promise of the promise, the trace of the trace, he is our singer, he sings four times a week, and he is in his sophomore year."

Hearing this, Qingyuan looked at her, tapped his fingers on the table, and leaned back, "I bought you a drink, do you want to play the game just now?"

The clear light shone on his face, and the originally handsome face looked more sinister, making people know it was a trap but couldn't help but pounce on it.

The woman stretched out her fingers and curled her long hair, her bright red lips looked hot, "I'm fine, I just don't know if you can drink it?"

Qingyuan chuckled, he often drank with Xuanji, and he hadn't been drunk for so many years.

Stretching out his hand to call the waiter, a dazzling array of wine was placed on the table in front of him, he randomly picked out a bottle and poured it into the glass in front of him, Qingyuan raised his eyebrows, "Come on, this time it's up to you to ask."

The woman rolled her eyes, "Do you have a girlfriend, sir?"

"No." Said lightly, "It's my turn, does Fu Yunhen have a girlfriend?"

"No." The woman played with her fingers, "Xiaofu's family is not very good. I have to go to college and take care of my grandma, so I don't have time to fall in love."

"Mister, don't you like men?"

There is not much difference between men and women in the realm of comprehension, Qingyuan thought about it, and still agreed.

Usually the social circle is not big, and there is a Taoist partner who is full of possessiveness, not to mention men and women, he doesn't even have a soul pet around him.

He thought for a while, thoughtfully, "Can same-sex people get married here?"

The woman was stunned for a moment, feeling that the person in front of her seemed to have just returned from abroad, and said lazily, "Marriage certificates are only issued to the opposite sex, but you can go to the legal office to have it notarized, and you can sign it after surgery."

Just as I was talking, the audio equipment was adjusted, and when the first line of lyrics came out, someone around me started screaming.

Looking at Qingyuan, his Taoist companion has already started singing. The person with half-closed eyes has clear and fair skin, and the hand holding Mai is slender. Even though the atmosphere is a little warm here, there is still a little indifference , Exuding an aura of refusal to be thousands of miles away.

After a few songs, Qingyuan saw his Taoist couple drink a few sips of water, and someone around him yelled, "Xiao Fu, sing quickly, sing quickly." '

No matter what I sang, my voice became hoarse!

Qingyuan suppressed the displeasure in his heart, and said to the person opposite him, "Don't let him sing, I'll pay three times the price for drinks tonight."

The woman hooked her lips, "Five times, business is not good, and it all depends on Xiao Fu for food."

Qingyuan nodded, and said a word from his thin lips, "Okay."

She raised her lips and smiled wantonly, beckoning, "Xiao Fu, don't sing tonight, come here."

Fu Yunhen was stunned for a moment, then walked over, swept over the wine on the table and the two people who were talking happily, pursed his lips, and called out, "Sister."

He has the pride unique to this age, even when he meets his boss, he is indifferent, his dark eyes are like jade.

As for Qingyuan next to him, he didn't even look at it.

Qingyuan coughed lowly, seeing He Louming who was so clingy, it was the first time he was completely ignored like this, he touched his nose, "Please sit down."

"Sit down, Xiaofu."

After the woman spoke, he sat down with his back straight and no expression on his face.

The woman smiled, "Xiao Fu, this gentleman asked you not to sing tonight, and paid five times the price for drinks. Sister is here to thank you. This month is settled."

Fu Yunhen still had no expression on his face, just glanced at Qingyuan, and said politely, "Thank you boss."

My Taoist companion is so indifferent, what should I do...

Qingyuan twirled his fingers subconsciously, he was not a warm person, He Louming had always been the one to take the initiative in matters of relationship, now that they suddenly switched positions, he found that he didn't know what to say.

The woman stood up, put her hand on Fu Yunhen's shoulder, and then patted, "Xiao Fu, please have a few words with Mr., sister has something else to do."

The atmosphere that was already not very harmonious became even more embarrassing because one person left...

Qingyuan glanced at his Taoist companion, but decided to speak up.

"I heard that your name is Fu Yunhen, how old are you this year?"

Purely idle chatter.

"21"

Cherish words like gold, spit out three words, and don't say a word more.

Qingyuan nodded and lowered his voice, "I heard from your boss that you come here to sing every week. Do you like singing?"

Fu Yunhen frowned when he heard the words, he looked at the man in front of him who had mistaken himself in the bathroom, his voice was a little impatient, "If you want to pursue our boss, go talk to her, don't start with me, I can't help you What."

In the past, some people wanted to find out the boss's preferences through him, and he just said it calmly, but today I don't know why, seeing the scene of the two having a happy conversation, it just feels dazzling, and my heart is very irritable.

Qingyuan couldn't laugh or cry, he grabbed the Taoist couple who was about to leave and explained, "You misunderstood, I didn't want to pursue your boss."

Not to mention that he originally had a Taoist companion, even if he didn't have a Taoist companion, it would be impossible to pursue someone he just met.

"I just met your boss, how could I pursue her?"

The gentle and deep voice was like a bay of clear spring water, silently extinguishing the stuffy fire in his chest.

Fu Yunhen curled up unconsciously between his fingers, and he himself didn't know why there was a trace of joy in his heart.

Qingyuan looked at the young face of his Taoist companion, and said in a deliberate tone, "I don't like women."

Fu Yunhen felt as if his heart had been rubbed heavily, his breathing was stagnant, his heart was beating violently, the surrounding sounds seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't hear clearly.

For a moment, only a pair of misty peach blossom eyes looked at him, as if there were stars scattered in the eyes, and the eyes were full of indulging affection. He heard the man say, "I want to pursue you, can I?"

Fu Yunhen clenched his hands unconsciously, and looked away as if to cover up, his voice was a little dry, "I'm sorry, I don't like men."

Qingyuan: ...

He looked at the young man in front of him in surprise, as if he had been hit by a thunderbolt, he froze in place.

He Louming in this small world doesn't like men? !

What will he do?

Can Chucheng brothers be appeased?

Seeing the confused and surprised expression of the mature man in front of him, the corners of Fu Yunhen's lips curled up almost imperceptibly, and he clenched his fists to cover the corners of his lips, "I'm leaving."

"Go? Where are you going?"

"Back to school."

The school access control is at [-] o'clock. Usually, he just finished singing at this time. He rented a house nearby. Today, he can still catch up with the access control and go back to the dormitory to sleep.

Qingyuan got up and went to pay the bill, "You wait for me, I will send you off later."

Fu Yunhen crossed his arms and pointed to the wine on the table with his chin, "What? Are you going to drink and drive?"

When he said this, Qingyuan had already gone to the front of the bar. Through the heavy light and shadow, he could only see his tall and straight back. For some reason, Fu Yunchen stood there and waited for him.

After paying the bill, he came out with his suit folded in his arms, and Qingyuan and his Taoist companion stepped out of this Qingba.

The neon lights outside still exude a blurred light. Under the warm-colored street lights, there is a constant flow of traffic. This city full of high-rise buildings is a dream place for countless people.

Qingyuan stopped in front of a Maybach. The driver, Xiao Wu, had been waiting for a long time. When he opened the car door, he saw the boss with a student-like boy.

He didn't dare to ask more questions, but just said, "President Qing."

Qingyuan nodded, and sat in the back row with his Taoist companion.

The windshield was raised, and the powerful sound insulation device shut out the noise outside. Qingyuan looked at his Taoist companion, "What school are you in?"

There was a bit of complexity in Fu Yunhen's eyes, but he concealed it, "Working University"

"Go to Gongda."

Turning the front of the car, the car drove smoothly on the wide road.

The shadow outside the window quickly passed between Qingyuan's eyebrows, making his expression a little indifferent, with an elegant and gentle temperament, showing that he has a good background and upbringing.

They are like people from two worlds, but one day they suddenly intersect.

Fu Yunhen traced his side face from the air, and a flower suddenly bloomed in his dull life. He was a little surprised, but more cautious and dared not touch it.

He turned his head away, only pursed his lips silently, leaving a slightly silent side face.

The university city and the bar originally needed an hour's drive, but Fu Yunchen felt that the time passed so quickly this time, as if it was almost there in the blink of an eye.

When getting out of the car, Qingyuan protected his Taoist companion's head with his hands, "Take this, and call me if something happens."

A business card is held between the slender fingers, and there are only two characters in iron and silver hooks in the bronzing lines: Qingyuan, besides that, there is only one line of number, which is simple and solemn.

Fu Yunhen took the thin card, turned around and entered the campus.

Qingyuan breathed a sigh of relief, although he didn't know why Taoist didn't like men anymore, but it's good to be willing to talk to him.

Afraid that his Taoist companion was homophobic, he threw away the number he left, and then he really didn't know how to go on.

He got into the car, "Go home."