After becoming the personal model of the boss

Zhou Shang'an half-kneeled in front of He Xiancheng, leaned over, put his hands on He Xiancheng's neck, and kissed He Xiancheng's lips with trembling eyelashes.He murmured in a low voice: "Brother..."

"He Xiansheng..."

The kitten-like person in front of him narrowed his eyes and rubbed lightly on his face, He Xiancheng couldn't help but smile.

He said in a low voice, "I am here."

He Xiancheng hugged Zhou Shangan's waist tightly to prevent him from accidentally falling when he moved around.

Zhou Shang'an finally touched He Xiancheng's lips. He closed his eyes, fluttered his eyelashes slightly, and licked and licked with his lips and teeth.

He Xiancheng's slightly cool lips were mixed with the faint smell of bitter cigarettes.

After a while, Zhou Shang'an stopped panting. He lay on He Xiancheng's shoulder like a satiated cat, with his lips parted slightly, panting in a low voice.With a hoarse voice, he shouted, "Brother..."

He Xiancheng's breath was disturbed, and he patted Zhou Shangan's back lightly.

Zhou Shangan looked ahead, and the image of He Xiancheng lying alone in the dark room appeared in his mind again.

With pain in his heart, Zhou Shang'an moved forward again, sat on He Xiancheng's lap, and hugged He Xiancheng even tighter.

He lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "Brother...you can tell me about your past..."

Before Zhou Shang'an finished speaking, He Xiancheng's voice suddenly turned cold, "What's the matter with your hand?"

Zhou Shang'an was stunned for a moment, the hand that was scratched by Ao Dai yesterday was bandaged and hadn't been removed yet, now it was hanging brightly on He Xiancheng's shoulder.He Xiancheng frowned, hugged Zhou Shangan in front of him, and stared at the wound on his hand.

Zhou Shang'an hurriedly said no, it's okay, brother, I accidentally paddled. "

He Xiancheng looked up at him, "How did you do it?"

Zhou Shangan pressed his lips, hesitated for a while, and finally said: "I was caught by... Ao Dai."

He Xiancheng's eyes sank, he lightly held Zhou Shang'an's hand, frowned and said, "Does it hurt?"

Zhou Shangan shook his head.

"Have you been to the hospital?"

"It's okay," Zhou Shangan smiled, "It's not serious."

He Xiancheng carefully checked the back of Zhou Shangan's hand, and said in a deep voice, "Get up in the morning and go to the hospital."

Zhou Shang'an said: "It's really okay, brother."

He Xiancheng carried him back to the bed, pulled the quilt over and covered him again, "Go to sleep now."

Zhou Shang'an blinked and had to stop.

He Xiancheng got up, suddenly thought of something, turned around, "What did you want to say just now?"

Zhou Shangan was taken aback for a moment.

Looking at He Xiancheng's back, he hesitated inexplicably, "No...it's nothing, brother, you can go take a shower first."

He Xiancheng nodded and said "OK".

When he woke up the next morning, He Xiancheng took him to a hospital.

When Zhou Shangan went out, he saw the cake box on the table, paused, and grabbed He Xiancheng's clothes.

He Xiancheng looked back at him, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Shangan narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the delicate pink cake box.

He Xiancheng followed Zhou Shangan's gaze.

"Shang'an?"

Only then did Zhou Shang'an turn around, he raised his head and smiled at He Xiancheng, saying, "Brother, wait for me."

Zhou Shangan walked towards the dining table and took the cake box on the table.

He Xiancheng glanced at the thing in his hand, and asked casually, what is this? "

Zhou Shangan lowered his head to change his shoes, and said softly, "It's nothing, a gift from a friend."

He Xiancheng didn't ask any more questions, he rubbed Zhou Shangan's head, "We have to hurry up, or you will be late for school." Zhou Shangan nodded with a smile, raised two dimples, and responded obediently: "Okay. "

Downstairs, Zhou Shangan threw the cake into the garbage truck.

He Xiancheng accompanied him to the hospital, Zhou Shangan changed the medicine on the back of his hand, put on a bandage again, and prescribed several medicines.

At the school gate, Zhou Shangan watched He Xiancheng leave.

Until He Xiancheng's back completely disappeared from sight, Zhou Shangan took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

The person on the other end of the phone said "Hello" suspiciously.

Zhou Shangan walked towards the teaching building and said, "Brother Nanrui, I am Zhou Shangan."

Looking ahead, his tone was calm, and he said slowly, I want to ask you about Brother Xiancheng this afternoon, is that okay? "

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and after a brief silence, Nan Rui replied "Yes".

Zhou Shangan smiled and said, "Just the cat cafe next to the school."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Shang'an put the phone in his pocket, and squeezed the hand in the pocket tightly.

in the afternoon.

When Zhou Shangan arrived at the cat cafe, Nan Rui had already arrived.

Nan Rui ordered him a cup of milk tea.

Zhou Shangan sat opposite him and thanked him.

Nan Rui took a sip of coffee, looked at Zhou Shangan, and said, "What do you want to ask me?"

Zhou Shangan lowered his eyes, shook the spoon in the ceramic cup, let out a breath slowly, and said, "My brother..."

He raised his head to look at Nan Rui, and asked each word, did he ever have someone he liked very much? "

Under the table, Zhou Shang'an clenched his hands slightly, and he stared at Nan Rui, as if he wanted to capture every subtle change of expression on Nan Rui's face.

He's guessing, he's not sure.

A faint fear shrouded the bottom of my heart.

That strange man, what Grandma Yang said...everything pulled Zhou Shangan to the source of the fear step by step.

And he felt inexplicably that Nan Rui knew about it.

Perhaps this was what Nan Rui mentioned to him at the beginning.

Nan Rui was stunned for a moment, then laughed for a moment. He put his hand on his chin, tilted his head slightly, and said with a smile, "Yes."

Zhou Shang'an's breathing was stagnant.

Despite the premonition in his heart, Zhou Shang'an's heart sank suddenly.

He looked at Nan Rui, slightly startled.

Nan Rui tapped the handle of the cup lightly with his fingertips, and said in a surprised tone, "You're quite smart, you've figured it out after so long."

Zhou Shang'an didn't speak, his eyes narrowed slightly.

If you don't find out soon, you will be pried into a corner, right?

Zhou Shangan thought of the strange man he met the day before yesterday.

He said slowly: "Then...that person...where is he now?"

Holding the porcelain cup in both hands, Nan Rui tilted his head and thought for a while, then calmly said, "Overseas."

Nan Rui took a sip of coffee, "He never came back after he left the country seven years ago."

Zhou Shang'an was startled, looked at Nan Rui suddenly, and said, "Are you sure?"

Nan Rui nodded. After a while, he paused as if thinking of something. He raised his eyes to look at Zhou Shang'an, with a bit of surprise in his tone, "Or, maybe, he's already back."

After Nan Rui finished speaking, he seemed to be a little surprised by his own thought.

Zhou Shang'an frowned, and asked in doubt: "Will he not tell you when he comes back? Are you on a good relationship?"

Nan Rui shook his head with a smile, "He's out of his mind and doesn't play cards according to routine."

Nan Rui smiled again as he spoke, "How much do you know about He Xiancheng? If you can ask me that, you don't know everything. After I tell you, you will know why I said that about that person."

Except for meeting the strange man who puzzled him, Zhou Shangan told Nan Rui everything he had heard.

After a moment of silence, Nan Rui glanced at the coffee in the porcelain cup, then raised his eyes to Zhou Shang'an, and said slowly, "That man's name is Gao Jing."

"He did a very excessive thing to He Xiancheng."

Zhou Zhou listened quietly, his heart began to tremble when he walked into this store, and now it trembled even more.

Nan Rui said in a calm voice: "At that time, He Xiancheng was 24 years old. It took Gao Jing two years to make He Xiancheng accept him, and another year to make He Xiancheng unable to leave him. In the end, Gao Jing only took one day to make He Xiancheng accept him. He Xiancheng will never forget him."

Peace of mind last week.

Nan Rui said, "Do you know what Gao Jing did?"

Zhou Shang'an's fingertips dug into his palm, and he shook his head.

"Gao Jing left when He Xiancheng loved him the most. On their anniversary, Gao Jing left without leaving a word."

Zhou Shang'an's breathing was stagnant, his heart seemed to be crushed hard, and the pain of suffocation spread.

Zhou Shangan's fingertips trembled uncontrollably.

He thought this way before, if He Xiancheng had someone he liked, he could accept it, he could understand it.

He Xiancheng is almost thirty, and He Xiancheng is ten years older than him.

He allowed someone to be by He Xiancheng's side, during those days when he was not by He Xiancheng's side, he allowed someone to accompany He Xiancheng for him, to like He Xiancheng for him.

However, this love seems to be beyond the scope of his tolerance.

Zhou Shang'an suddenly remembered He Xiancheng's actions some time ago, and what He Xiancheng had said to him.

He Xiancheng refused him, He Xiancheng hesitated to agree to him, He Xiancheng didn't want to touch him...

Zhou Shangan looked out the window, his eyes suddenly a little dazed.

It was hard for him not to associate these things with the fear in his heart, and he was really afraid.

Zhou Shang'an took a deep breath, and confirmed the authenticity of the matter with Nan Rui again and again.

Narui just smiled and told him, "What good can I do by lying to you? I just don't want to see any more idiots get hurt because of the two of them, not to mention..."

Nan Rui paused, "You and them are not from the same world."

He froze for a moment, not understanding what Nari's last sentence meant.

Zhou Shang'an returned home in a daze.

He promised He Xiancheng that he would go to He Xiancheng's house tonight and have dinner with He Xiancheng.

But now he can't eat anymore, and his stomach is so painful.

Zhou An went back to her home.

He didn't dare to see He Xiancheng.

—When he got home, he locked himself into the bedroom, stuffed under the quilt, his body shrank into a ball, and he was afraid.

He was afraid, He Xiancheng did not forget Gao Jing.

In his 20s, He Xiancheng met Gao Jing, and he met He Xiancheng.

He knew all too well what it was like.

Zhou Shangan cried all night, and finally fell asleep in a daze and lost consciousness.

When Zhou An woke up again, there was a person sitting by the bed.

It's He Xianjing.

Zhou Shangan was stunned.

"Shang'an." He Xiancheng's voice was low and hoarse.

Zhou Shang'an's eye sockets were swollen and astringent, and when he saw He Xiancheng again, he still couldn't help stretching out his hand to pull He Xiancheng.

Whether it's a dream, Zhou Shang'an thought as he gently held He Xiancheng's hand by his side.

When He Xiancheng spoke again, his voice trembled a little, "Shang'an, why didn't you answer my call, why didn't you reply to my message?" He Xiancheng suddenly leaned over.

The man's heavy body weighed on top of him.

He Xiancheng hugged him tightly.

Zhou Shangan was taken aback by the real pain of his chest being tightened, this was not a dream.

At the same time, Zhou Shangan also felt an inexplicable emotion.

He Xiancheng, he, seems to be... afraid.