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"Stop moving, itchy!"

Jiang Yin struggled in his arms.

Lin Dongyan immediately tightened his arms, gently pinched his stomach, and said in a low voice, "Don't move, let me hug you for a while,"

Lin Dongyan stopped his movements and greedily breathed in the breath that belonged only to Jiang Yin.

The scorching breath made Jiang Yin's ears feel hot. He lowered his head and responded sullenly, "Yes."

"How are you doing at school?" Lin Dongyan asked in his ear.

"Don't you know?"

He left Wen Xiao and Yang Mu at school, Jiang Yin didn't believe he didn't hear anything from them.

Lin Dongyan hummed: "I know, I want to hear it from you."

Jiang Yin suddenly wanted to tease him a little bit, and deliberately didn't tell him: "I don't want to say."

Lin Dongyan narrowed his eyes, and bit on his earlobe, but he was reluctant to use force, just biting gently, more like licking.

"Don't tell me?" There was a threat in his tone.

Jiang Yin was tortured by him, and she stretched her head forward with a smile: "You already know, what else can I say?"

Hearing this, Lin Dongyan pursed her thin lips and held her breath.

Jiang Yin thought he was angry, and was about to turn around to comfort him, only to find that Lin Dongyan clasped his waist, put his head against his ear, and softened his voice, as if coaxing:

"Mr. Jiang, please."

"Om-"

Jiang Yin was dumbfounded, and a burst of blood rushed directly to his mind, making him blush instantly, as if on fire.

Such Lin Dongyan seemed to be begging for love and affection.

Although I am not a few years older than him, and they are at best brothers in the same school, not teachers and students at all, but being called out by Lin Dongyan, and thinking of his current relationship with him, Jiang Yin Too ashamed to look up.

"I, I'm doing well." Jiang Yin's voice was soft and intermittent.

Lin Dongyan was silent for a moment, and said, "I'm not having a good time."

Some time ago was when the lawsuit was at its most critical. Lin Dongyan must have been dizzy with his work. Of course, his life was not good, and Jiang Yin couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

"Thanks a lot."

Lin Dongyan didn't speak, but let go of Jiang Yin, turned around and walked towards the desk.

Jiang Yin turned around and looked at him puzzled, wondering if he was fine just now?What did you say to make him unhappy?

Jiang Yin followed behind him and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Lin Dongyan stopped by the desk, stretched out a hand and pulled Jiang Yin to him.

Jiang Yin followed his movements and stood over. Lin Dongyan grabbed his waist with both hands, lifted him up and put him on the desk.

"Lin Dongyan?"

Lin Dongyan's thin lips moved slightly, and he leaned over to approach Jiang Yin. The scar on his brow bone made him look aggressive.

"I'm having a bad time because I want to see you," he said solemnly.

Jiang Yin didn't know why: "So?"

Lin Dongyan's face darkened, and he gritted his teeth a bit: "So, you don't want to see me at all?"

Jiang Yin was taken aback by what he said, and suddenly laughed when he realized it.

"No."

Lin Dongyan narrowed his eyes dangerously, lowered his head and bit the corner of Jiang Yin's mouth, and threatened, "What did you say?"

Realizing that Lin Dongyan misunderstood what he meant, Jiang Yin explained dumbfoundingly: "I mean, I don't want to see you at all."

Lin Dongyan stepped back and looked at Jiang Yin quietly, meaning to let him continue talking.

"I didn't invite myself today, did you say I want to see you?"

Lin Dongyan knew Jiang Yin well.

He is afraid of trouble, and maintains a neutral relationship with everyone, and never takes the initiative to maintain a relationship. It is almost impossible for Jiang Yin to take the initiative to meet someone.

However, today he came.

Emotions are like a wild beast rushing out of a cage. With a pair of big hands, they suddenly threw Jiang Yin down on the desk, and Lin Dongyan's body immediately attached to it.

Without giving Jiang Yin any chance to react, he blocked his exclamation with his lips.

"Lin... um!"

The office fell silent for a moment, and Jiang Yin's breathing could be heard from time to time.

"Boom-"

In the scorching space, there was a hasty knock on the door.

"Lin Dongyan!" Jiang Yin finally got room to breathe, and he pushed Lin Dongyan's chest with one hand.

Lin Dongyan pursed his lower lip eagerly, pressed his hot palm against Jiang Yin's skin, then lowered his head, and kissed delicately on the corner of Jiang Yin's mouth.

There was no answer to the knock on the door, and he became even bolder.

"Mr. Lin, a client wants to see you."

Lin Dongyan frowned and opened his lips to refuse, but Jiang Yin turned his head sideways and said hoarsely, "Go quickly."

Lin Dongyan pursed her lips tightly, looking very reluctant.

Jiang Yin leaned forward reassuringly, rubbed Lin Dongyan's cheek with her soft lips, and persuaded, "I'll wait for you to come back."

Hearing this, Lin Dongyan lowered his eyes, and although he was a little reluctant, he slowly let go of Jiang Yin.

Leaving Jiang Yin's body, he bent down and stroked the corners of Jiang Yin's lips with his fingers, his eyes were full of color: "Wait for me to come back."

"Okay." Jiang Yin nodded with a smile.

Lin Dongyan looked reluctantly, and slowly withdrew to leave.

"Wait—" Jiang Yin suddenly stopped him.

Lin Dongyan looked back at him suspiciously, Jiang Yin sat up from the table, he beckoned to Lin Dongyan, and the latter took two steps back without any doubt, and walked in front of him.

He raised his head slightly, as if signaling Jiang Yin with his eyes: "What's wrong?"

Lin Dongyan probably didn't know that after the action just now, the tie of the suit was already loosely around his neck, as if it might fall off at any time.Such a slovenly appearance is really quite different from the usual Lin Dongyan, and it looks even a bit nondescript and flirtatious.

"It's messed up." Jiang Yin reminded, reaching out to tidy up for Lin Dongyan.

His movements were gentle and careful. Because he was too unfamiliar, Jiang Yin looked very serious and didn't notice Lin Dongyan's eyes that were gradually darkening.

That look seemed to be a ferocious beast seeing delicious food.

But Jiang Yin knew nothing about it.

"That's better, let's go out."

Jiang Yin looked at the bow tie that barely looked like that, and patted Lin Dongyan's shoulder with satisfaction.

Lin Dongyan looked down at him with deep eyes. A moment later, a frivolous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He stretched out his slender fingers, attached his bow tie, and then slowly pulled Jiang Yin's tie away. , with a contemptuous tone, with some teasing: "But I think it looks better this way."

Lin Dongyan's movements were graceful, but they carried an indescribably seductive wildness. Jiang Yin's heartbeat suddenly missed half a beat. He turned away his hot cheeks, thinking of Lin Dongyan, who had always been well-dressed, appearing in this posture In front of everyone, and because of himself, Jiang Yin felt a strange sense of satisfaction in his heart.

He said in a low voice, "That's it."

Lin Dongyan looked at him and gave him a muffled laugh, before leaving, he replied, "Okay."

Opening the door of the office, Wang Ci suddenly froze when he saw Lin Dongyan appearing in front of him.

The usually indifferent person had a lingering smile on his lips.

But what makes Wang Ci feel chills is that the corners of Lin Dongyan's mouth are a little swollen, and the neckline seems to have been entangled violently, and a big opening is cut, revealing a section of white collarbone

It was as if the holy gods had their own desires.

Yes, even in the past eight years, Lin Dongyan has not changed.

All his desires for the world will only be fully reflected in Jiang Yin.

Wang Ci will never forget in his life. On a certain evening in high school, a young man named Lin Dongyan stood by the balcony on the second floor, watching Jiang Yin standing quietly under the street lamp.

At that moment, the light in Lin Dongyan's eyes was more dazzling than the stars.

--Yes.

Wang Ci knew from a long time ago that Jiang Yin was absolutely different to Lin Dongyan.

Lin Dongyan passed him by, looking like an indifferent god.

Wang Ci seemed to hear his own heartbeat, and it stopped bit by bit as Lin Dongyan walked away.

The sourness in his eyes made Wang Ci close his eyes. After a while, he seemed to have made some decision, pushed open the door of the office, and walked in.

"Jiang Yin, come with me."

Wang Ci stood not far away, looking coldly at the man at the table.

Jiang Yin didn't understand, so he asked, "What's the matter?"

He promised Lin Dongyan that he would wait here for his return.

The glasses blocked the emotion in Wang Ci's eyes. His hands hanging by his sides were clenched into fists, as if he had made a lot of determination. He continued, "Don't you want to know about Lin Dongyan's past?"

These words successfully made Jiang Yin look at each other seriously.

"What do you know?" Jiang Yin asked suspiciously.

Wang Ci turned and left, leaving a sentence: "Come with me and you will know."

Having said so much, Jiang Yin had no choice but to walk out with him.

Along the way, Wang Ci led Jiang Yin into an empty utility room without saying a word.

The moonlight spilled into the room along the window, dancing on the floor as the figures changed.

"What do you want to do?" Jiang Yin asked.

Wang Ci stood in front of the window with his back to him, with an expression of indescribable sadness.

"I used to have a goal. Everything I did was to surpass him. I tried to understand his preferences and understand him as a person, but I found that he was like a machine, and he was not interested in anything until A man named Jiang Yin appeared."

Jiang Yin was stunned, not understanding what he was talking about.

Wang Ci didn't intend to explain anything, but just said to himself: "It's hard for you to imagine that he hides in a corner and sneaks up on a person, even for several months, this person has never known his existence."

Speaking of this, Wang Ci laughed at himself: "Of course you can't imagine that you will never know how to take the initiative to approach a person. In your eyes, there will be no one worth approaching by yourself. For you, it’s nothing but dispensable.”

Jiang Yin's expression became serious, he watched Wang Ci quietly, and did not interrupt his gnashing of teeth.

"People like you don't deserve anything!"

Jiang Yin couldn't refute his words.

Indeed, he deserved nothing.

Before he knew Lin Dongyan, the existence of everyone was not necessary for him.

He doesn't want to maintain a relationship, he just hopes to keep a distance, and he can end it smoothly when he wants to end it.

This kind of thinking is cruel to the extreme, but it is the real Jiang Yin.

If, like Shen Xueyan, he didn't have the courage to approach, Jiang Yin probably wouldn't get anything in his life.

However, Lin Dongyan was different, he devoted all his enthusiasm to Jiang Yin, the temperature that seemed to melt Jiang Yin made Jiang Yin reluctant to let go.

For the first time, he felt that love is such a beautiful thing.

Suddenly, Wang Ci turned around and left an envelope at Jiang Yin's feet.

"Pick it up." Wang Ci raised his head and looked down at him.

Without hesitation, Jiang Yin bent down and picked up the envelope.

Just then, a photo fell out of the envelope.

The photo landed on the ground and was directly reflected in Jiang Yin's eyes.

In an empty classroom, a boy quietly crawled on the desk and fell asleep.

On the opposite side of the desk, a familiar but immature face appeared in front of my eyes.

He sat up straight, blocking the scorching sun behind him, and gently waved the book on the boy's forehead, as if he wanted to sweep away some of the scorching heat of summer for him, so that the boy could sleep more peacefully.

Jiang Yin froze.

In his memory, this scene has never happened before.

He felt the weight of the envelope with trembling fingers.

He found that the envelope was full of dozens of pasts that he never knew.

Every picture, every picture is a story that Lin Dongyan knows, but he doesn't know.

In other words, Jiang Yin knew it.

However, in the story Jiang Yin knew, the role of Lin Dongyan became Shen Xueyan.

At this moment, Jiang Yin's whole body was dripping with cold sweat.

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