Rebirth to the peak of life

It was already dark when the three of them fished out of the seabed, the neon lights of the imperial capital were flickering, and the December night was already so cold that people shivered. The wide streets unique to China made the three of them look like a small group of pitiful ants.

Mao Yuheng burped and said, "I'm so full, where should I go to digest my food?"

Chen Yin raised his head and looked at the sky, feeling a little sad for the spring and autumn. After being shivered by the cold, he pulled the zipper of the cotton coat to the top, and put on the hat with both hands, just like a homeless migrant worker. "Walk back to school, you might have another meal then."

"Brother Yin, why are you so uninterested? Don't you feel ashamed to say that you are a film school student and live like you are in Tsinghua University every day?" Mao Mao whispered while shrinking her neck.

"..." Chen Yin glanced at him speechlessly, trembling as he walked, he originally wanted to sigh that Beijing was really cold, but when he thought of Qin Yan who was watching and ready to rush up at any time, he swallowed the words again.

Qin Yan was the only one among the three who didn't shrink his neck. His shoulders were straight and straight, like a young white poplar not afraid of the cold wind. He turned his head and smiled at Mao Mao: "Did you come up with some bad idea again?"

"What does it mean to have a bad idea again? I always only offer constructive suggestions, okay?"

The temperature was too low, and the air exhaled from his mouth immediately condensed in the air. Qin Yan opened his mouth and laughed, with a cloud of white mist in front of his face: "Do you know what constructive advice is? Just say it? Don't you just want to Going to the bar? Go."

"..." Chen Yin turned his head and glanced at him, thinking that my opinion is so unimportant? "Tomorrow morning, the first class will be Lao Jiang's class."

Maomao immediately hugged his arm and began to shake it: "Oh, Brother Yin, don't disappoint. It's not like you want to play all night, sit for a while to digest your food, and then go back. It won't delay tomorrow's class."

Qin Yan looked at him with folded arms and smiled, as if he had no intention of helping, so he could only say, "Just sit for a while, and I'll be back before twelve o'clock, breaking my promise is a dog."

Mao Yuheng chuckled, anyway, it wasn't the first time he was a dog.

So the group took a taxi and rushed to the bar street. Mao Yuheng got out of the car and immediately led them into a bar called blue with familiarity. As soon as he entered the door, he slid into the dance floor like a fish finding water.

Chen Yin sat there wrapped in a cotton padded coat and Qin Yan ordered a glass of wine each, and said while looking around: "I really can't figure out why those people who love to come to the bar are so noisy."

"Chen Yin, you are not prematurely aging, are you?" Qin Yan breathed warmly into his cochlea, his natural voice of tobacco and alcohol was extremely magnetic at the moment, which made him shiver, and he dodged a little unconsciously Son.

Chen Yin didn't answer, his eyes were fixed on the dance floor. He had never seen others dance, but he felt that Mao Yuheng should belong to the category of dancing well. The waist of a teenager was as soft as a piece of silk, Dancing rhythmically to the music, everyone around looked at him with admiration or admiration.

Speaking of the people around, Chen Yin scanned the venue and found out in shock, why are they all public? !He opened his mouth and widened his eyes and searched again. Except for a few males who were suspected to be females, the rest were all fucking males!

Chen Yin frowned, Qin Yan's hand was still on his lap, and he didn't move much, but it was very uncomfortable at this moment. "Qin Yan, you can play with Maomao, I'm sleepy, so I'll go back first."

"What's wrong? Don't like it here?"

A far-fetched smile twitched at the corner of Chen Yin's mouth: "Well, this place doesn't suit me well, and I'm not gay."

Qin Yan looked at him with raised eyebrows: "Feel disgusting?" His expression seemed to change from a docile big golden retriever to a vicious Tibetan mastiff.

Chen Yin's heart skipped a beat, he thought that his performance had hurt the big golden retriever's self-esteem, but it was impossible not to talk about it, and he couldn't keep being so ambiguous with Qin Yan, that would be too insincere. "No, it's not disgusting, Qin Yan, I don't discriminate against homosexuals. But I'm not gay, do you understand?"

"It doesn't matter to me whether you are gay or not." Qin Yan smoked a cigarette from the table and put it in his mouth. He held the lighter in one hand and clamped the cigarette in the other. His movements were very skillful. Now he doesn't look like that at all. That big golden retriever that Chen Yin knew. "Do you understand?"

Chen Yin licked his lips, seriously doubting whether he had drunk too much. "What's the meaning?"

Qin Yan smiled and leaned against his ear, whispering, "It means... I want to fuck you."

Chen Yin jumped far away as if being burned by fire, and looked at him in surprise: "Are you fucking sick?"

Now it's Qin Yan's turn to be speechless: "...What do you think I'm doing these days? Asking about your health and asking for a job for you, do you have time?"

"...Aren't we brothers?"

Qin Yan smiled, as if hearing a joke: "Who are brothers with you? My brother is at home. But if you follow me, we can still be brothers. Isn't that kind of brotherhood popular in ancient times? "After he finished speaking, he was happy again, and he almost applauded himself: "Accidentally, I even quoted scriptures."

Chen Yin stood there with his mouth open and frowning in confusion. He didn't understand how things had come to this point after just eating a meal and drinking a glass of wine.When he was at a loss, Mao Yuheng ran over wearing a T-shirt: "Brother Xiaoyan! Brother Xiaoyan! Someone bullied me!"

Although Qin Yan's face is calm and calm, you have to obey me even if you don't obey me, but I still feel very uncomfortable in my heart. It may be a bit difficult to be happy with a bed partner, but at least you need to be sympathetic. I will?

And through this period of time getting along, he found that Chen Yin was a pretty good person, although he was poor and rustic and had terrible taste in clothes.But if it develops well, it's not impossible to fall in love, anyway, he has no companion now.

So when Mao Yuheng ran over and told him that there was a chance to vent his anger now, he was on fire.I am worried that there is no place to vent my fire!

The person who provoked Mao Yuheng probably drank two more glasses, staggered around on the dance floor, whether it was intentional or not, and took advantage of others. The most important thing was that he was not good-looking, otherwise Mao Yuheng would not be angry.

Chen Yin looked at the scene in front of him and thought it was very funny, you said a group of men, you have what he has, what is there to touch?Go home and touch yourself?Is it worth it to fight over this matter now?

But Qin Yan didn't hear Chen Yin's heart, he went up and grabbed the man by the collar and punched him hard, the man was stupefied and looked at them with cloudy eyes.The originally sullen atmosphere on the dance floor was also dispelled by this sudden change, and the men automatically cleared a space for the fight.

Qin Yan snorted and laughed, then rode on the unlucky bastard and started beating, hard fists hitting the flesh and blood with muffled sounds.Chen Yin looked at the man whose face was covered with blood. He couldn't describe the misery in words. He was also afraid of accidents, so he hurried to pull Qin Yan. "Okay, okay, just let it out, stop!"

Mao Yuheng looked at Qin Yan's ruthless face and cried in fright: "Stop beating, stop beating, Brother Xiaoyan, stop beating..."

Qin Yan hadn't let go of his anger yet. Who knew who called 110, and the police had already arrived.

The owner of the bar scolded his mother. During this period of time, the investigation was serious, and now he has to rectify behind closed doors for a few days.

Chen Yin has never been in a police station in his two lifetimes. Sheng Doufumin has a natural sense of awe for this place. He sits on a chair and twists and turns like a spike on his buttocks. The little policeman opposite him looks at him and smiles. : "You are awkward, I am not good at this."

Fuck!Chen Yin hurriedly defended: "I'm not..."

Before he finished speaking, the policeman went on to say, "Oh, don't be shy, I don't discriminate against gays."

This time he jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash himself away. He leaned on the back of his chair in despair, but he just ate hot pot, so why did this happen?I really should look at the almanac when I go out today, it's not going well from morning till night.

The three of them didn't suffer any abuse, but it was quite embarrassing. They sat around the desk with handcuffs on their hands, and their image looked unremarkable.Chen Yin wanted to cry the whole time, but for no reason, he was targeted by someone, spoke harshly for no reason, got involved in trouble for no reason, and finally was regarded as a gay for no reason!Is there any reason? !

Qin Yan called his brother, and after waiting for half an hour, someone came.Qin Yan's brother and Qin Yan seemed to be completely different types of people, serious, serious, and serious, and there was no other adjective except serious, but those two pairs of slightly raised almond eyes were carved out of the same mold.Those eyes look lively on Qin Yan's face, and majestic on Qin Jun's face.

At this moment, Qin Jun's majestic eyes scanned the office of this small police station, and Chen Yin felt that his back was sweating.He quietly glanced at Qin Yan, who was lowering his head with an expression of indifference, and Mao Yuheng was so suppressed by Qin Yan's strong aura that he dared not speak, so the three of them lowered their heads in a row, like three animals waiting to be slaughtered. lamb.

Qin Jun didn't talk nonsense, made a phone call, handed it over to the little policeman after he got through, and let him go after a few words.

A group of people came out of the police station in disgrace. Qin Jun slapped Qin Yan with his hands, his face still serious, and he didn't even move his eyelids: "How did you promise me when you entered the Film Academy?"

Chen Yin and Mao Yuheng next to him were so frightened that they didn't even dare to breathe. Qin Yan still drooped his eyelids and hung his neck like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water. "I didn't take the initiative to cause trouble, so can that person blame me for messing around with Maomao?"

So Qin Yan's attention shifted from Qin Yan to the two of them: "Which one is Mao Mao?"

Mao Yuheng was so frightened that he almost cried, and raised his hand timidly: "...it's me."

Qin Jun scanned him up and down, and said to Qin Yan, "That's all you have." Then he glanced at Chen Yin again. "The one next to it is not bad."

"..." In Chen Yin's heart, it was like ten thousand muddy horses galloping past, and everywhere he went was a mess. He had completely lost confidence in this world.

Qin Yan actually grinned at this time: "Maomao is the grandson of Chief Cheng Yongan, and he is related to Cheng Xuan. The one next to him is what I like."

Qin Jun was stunned for a moment when he heard this, but he recovered that serious face almost within one-tenth of a second, and forgot the evaluation of Mao Mao just now, and nodded almost invisible to Mao Yuheng: "It's time to eat at home."

Hearing these words, Maomao almost knelt down and kowtowed to thank Long En, and kept bending her slender waist: "Thank you, thank you, I will definitely go, I will definitely go."