After becoming the personal model of the boss

He Xiancheng clamped both of his wrists with one hand, and lowered his head to rub against the side of Zhou An's neck.

A hot mixed with numbness spread from the place He Xiancheng touched, like an electric current sweeping through the limbs, and Zhou Shangan's head exploded with a bang.

He Xiancheng's lips moved along his neck to the side of his ear.

Zhou Shang'an heard He Xiancheng's heavy breathing getting closer and closer, and finally stopped by his ear.

On his body, He Xiancheng's hand touched his waist, Zhou Shang's clothes were lifted up, and his wide and fiery palms pinched his side waist.

Zhou Shangan's breathing was stagnant, and he reacted suddenly, exerting force on his wrist, trying to break free from He Xiancheng's restraint.

The drunken He Xiancheng had amazing strength, he grabbed Zhou Shang'an's wrist firmly without restraint.

He Xiancheng tilted his head, frowned slightly, narrowed his eyes dangerously, and warned in a low voice: "Don't move."

Zhou Shang'an was stunned for a moment, and his movements stopped for a moment.

And the hand on his waist didn't stop, and the rough fingertips slowly stroked the young man's delicate skin.

He Xiancheng stared at him, his brows gradually furrowed, and his eyes towards Zhou Shang'an also became hazy.

Zhou Shang'an's body was tense, and he didn't dare to breathe.

Not only did he have to pay attention to He Xiancheng all the time, but he also had to guard against Luo Xiao downstairs hearing their movements in the room.

He Xiancheng's movements suddenly stopped, his voice was low, he seemed a little confused, and murmured: "You are..."

He Xiancheng's tone and eyes seemed to identify who he was.

Zhou Shang'an was stunned for a moment, and asked in doubt, "Brother?"

With fixed eyes, He Xiancheng let go of Zhou Shang'an's hand as if suddenly waking up, and then stepped back.

He Xiancheng got up from Zhou Shangan's body, Zhou Shangan was startled by his sudden action, lay on the bed and forgot to respond, and stared at him blankly.He Xiancheng got up and sat on the head of the bed, with his back slightly arched, his back facing Zhou Shangan, his hands resting on his knees, palms against his forehead.

Zhou Shang'an could only see his blurred profile.

After a while, Zhou Shangan's throat felt dry when he spoke, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Brother... what's wrong with you?"

He Xiancheng said: "Is Shang'an?"

With He Xiancheng's tone of confirmation, Zhou Shangan was puzzled by his question, turned over and sat down next to He Xiancheng.

He tilted his head to look at He Xiancheng.

He Xiancheng rested his hand on his head, his brows were furrowed, and his expression was painful.

Zhou Shang'an hurriedly said, "Yes."

After a pause, he said softly: "Brother...you're drunk..."

He Xiancheng didn't answer, and kept the posture just now, motionless.

For a while, there were only two breathing sounds in the room, one quick and one slow.

Zhou Shang'an thought that He Xiancheng was probably drunk.

He moved the hand by his side, and finally reached out to He Xiancheng.

He knows what it's like to be drunk, and he wants to help He Xiancheng rub his temples, it will make him feel better.

Zhou Shang'an's fingertips were about to touch He Xiancheng's face, and He Xiancheng's hand suddenly lifted.

The back of Zhou Shang'an's hand suddenly hurt, and the force was not heavy. It was He Xiancheng who bumped into him with his elbow when he was avoiding him.

Zhou An Xin paused for a while, then he froze for a moment, raising his hands in the air.

He Xiancheng turned his head to look at him with a guarded expression that he had never seen before.

Zhou Shang'an's breathing was stagnant, and his heart suddenly seemed to be missing and empty.

He suddenly remembered that He Xiancheng didn't like him, he almost forgot.

A belated palpitation surged out, just because He Xiancheng touched him drunk, he almost lost his sense of proportion.

Zhou Shangan hurriedly got up.

He lowered his eyes, not daring to look at He Xiancheng's face anymore, pointed to the bathrobe on the bed, and then to the door, "This... this is a change of clothes, put them here,

It's okay, I'm going first..."

Before the words finished, Zhou Shang'an turned around hastily, as if fleeing to leave.

Behind him, He Xiancheng suddenly grabbed his wrist.

The temperature on the wrist was terribly hot, Zhou Shang'an staggered, and his heart stopped for a while.

He looked back at He Xiancheng, his body trembling with uncontrollable fear.

He Xiancheng stared at him, his face seemed to be less drunk, he opened his mouth with a complicated expression, and finally said: "I'm drunk, don't worry about what happened just now."

Zhou Shang'an's breathing became stagnant.

He didn't know what He Xiancheng was referring to just now.

Either press him on the bed, avoid his hands, or both.

The strength on the wrist loosened, and Zhou Shangan quickly withdrew his hand.

He lowered his head, breathing unsteadily, and hurriedly retreated towards the door while talking, "I...I know, I understand..."

He Xiancheng didn't go forward to hold him back, but just stood by the bed, eyes slightly closed, watching his back silently.

Back in the bedroom next door, Zhou Shang'an pushed open the door violently and closed it tightly again. He leaned his back against the door, panting heavily, his heart beating so fast that he was about to lose control.

Zhou Shang'an opened his eyes wide, staring blankly at the French windows in front of him, the backlash of pain almost bursting his chest.

Facing He Xiancheng, he didn't make enough preparations, and in the end it was the same chaos.

After a while, Zhou Shang'an suffered from insomnia again.

He tossed and turned, until late at night when tiredness struck violently before he lost consciousness.

When he woke up the next day, He Xiancheng had already left.

Zhou An sits at the dining table eating breakfast, looking depressed.

Luo Xiao brought out freshly fried eggs from the kitchen.

Zhou Shang'an looked at Luo Xiao, stopped the movements of his hands, opened his mouth, and finally didn't ask anything.

He thought, He Xiancheng could not have expressed it more clearly.

There is no holiday immediately after the final exam, the school arranges make-up classes, and the winter vacation will not be held until the eve of the Spring Festival.

Zhou Shang'an is still the same as usual, going to school to study for exams and after school.

It's just that when I occasionally see a familiar figure on the road, I will be slightly taken aback.

Then he realized that it was just that the back was similar to that person, so he smiled again and looked away.

Probably because He Xiancheng was the first person he liked in his youth.

That's why it was so impressive and unforgettable.

This is his first love, falling like a meteor, fleeting but bright enough.

Until the end of the make-up class, he received a call from an unknown number.

Zhou Shangan connected.

The voice on the other end of the phone was somewhat familiar.

Zhou Shangan was stunned.

It's Chi Mei.

"I'm leaving, will you see me off?"

In addition to the creaking sound mixed with the sound of electric current coming from the other end, it was followed by some memories that he tried hard to seal.Zhou Shangan had a sore nose.

Chi Wen's voice was cold, but with some inexplicable heaviness, "Come see me off."

Zhou Shang'an didn't answer.

Chi Wen said: "I won't come back in the future."

Zhou Shangan was stunned.

"Why didn't you come back?"

Chi Wen smiled, and when she spoke again, her tone seemed to have returned to her usual cheerfulness, "You come to see me off the night after tomorrow, and I'll tell you. Zhou Shang'an hesitated for a while, but finally nodded in agreement.

Two days later, when Zhou Shangan was standing in front of that bar, it was a lie that he felt uneasy.

When he planned to agree to Chi Mei, he was already prepared to meet He Xiancheng again.

In other words, he is why Xiansheng came here.

Not intending to entangle in a daze anymore, Zhou Shang'an held the handle of the sliding door with a little force, thinking with lowered eyes, he just wanted to take another look.Near the window sill, Zhou Shangan found Chi Wen.

Chi Wen was talking to a girl with long hair.

At the end, he saw Chi Wen approaching the girl's ear and whispered something, the girl bowed her head and smiled sheepishly.

Chi Min turned around and saw Zhou Shang'an, and waved at him, "This!"

Zhou Shang'an approached and heard Chi Wen say to the girl, "My brother is here, I'll come to see you later."

The girl nodded and left.

Chi Wen handed him a glass of wine.

Zhou Shangan took it, looked at the pink liquid in the cup, then looked at her again, "Sister Mei."

Chi Wenxi took a sip of the wine and said, "I almost thought you wouldn't come."

Zhou Shangan smiled, "I promise you."

Zhou Shangan pretended to glance to the left unintentionally, and then asked Chi Min, "Where are you going?"

Chi Wen shook her head, she touched the wine glass in Zhou Shangan's hand and took a sip.

Only then did Zhou Shang'an realize that Chi Wen's face was flushed abnormally.

Chi Wen looked at him steadily, and suddenly said: "I like He Xiancheng, and I have liked him for many years."

Chi Wen suddenly raised her finger and pointed at him, "It's much longer than you."

Zhou Shangan was stunned.

If it wasn't for the vague hostility in Chi Mei's words, he almost forgot that there was a rival in love between them.

After a brief silence, Zhou Shangan nodded with a smile, "Yes."

"I like him," he admitted.

Chi Wen laughed sarcastically, "What about now? Do you still like him?"

Zhou Shang'an didn't know what Chi Wen wanted to express.

"He's just a pervert." Chi Wen suddenly looked out the window.

Zhou Shangan was taken aback when he heard the words.

Chi Wen's eyes were erratic, "He has no intention..."

"If you like him, just wait to cry all the tears of these decades on him."

Zhou Shang'an didn't know what Chi Wen meant when he said these words to him, but at that moment he suddenly felt a little irritable.

The trouble is not why he likes He Xiancheng.

But...

Zhou Shang'an said in a deep voice, "Whether I like him or not is my business."

Crying or not is also his tears.

Find Shuisi.

No matter what He Xiansheng's attitude towards him is, he has never regretted liking He Xiancheng.

Chi Wen stared at him blankly, and after a while, suddenly laughed loudly, the laughter became louder and louder, and even attracted the inquiring eyes of customers at the front and back tables.Zhou Shang'an was inexplicably surprised by her smile.

Chi Wen was probably drunk, she finally laughed so hard that she lay on the table.

Zhou Shang'an quietly sipping wine at the side.

When Chi Wen raised her head, her eyes were red.

She said hoarsely, you do me a favor, in exchange, I will tell you something about He Xiansheng. "

Zhou Shang'an was stunned for a moment, he didn't ask what kind of help Chi Wen wanted him to do, and he didn't know whether it was difficult to do what Chi Wen asked him to help, but it was about He Xiancheng.

Zhou Shang'an nodded, "Okay."

Chi Wen snorted, got up and approached him, "Has He Xiancheng ever reacted to you?"

Zhou Shang'an didn't understand for a while, and looked at Chi Wen in surprise.

"He'll respond to you."

Seeing that Zhou Shang'an was still puzzled, Chi Wen smiled and said, "That's what you think."

Zhou Shang'an thought of something, and his heart skipped a beat.

The meaning of the smile on Chi Wen's face was unclear.

She turned her head to look at the lobby of the bar, Zhou Shangan followed her gaze, and He Xiancheng was wearing a gray coat facing the wine table near the bar, his facial features were blurred by the smoke lingering in the hall.

Zhou Shang'an didn't know if he was looking at this side, but he heard Chi Wen's voice whispering in his ear: "If you don't believe me, you can try it now."

Zhou Shang'an suddenly became short of breath.