Is Mr. Ling doing well today?

Reborn on the second floor.

In the dimly lit private room, wine bottles and cups were overturned everywhere, and the strong smell of alcohol permeated the air.

Boss Ling in a suit and leather shoes leaned back on the wide sofa, pouring the strong vodka on hand into his mouth one cup after another.

Although the man's cheeks were still slightly drunk, and his skin was cold and white under the lamp, but he could hear his retching occasionally, and he must have drunk a lot.

Gu Jiayou sat next to Ling Xuan, with a sad face, and frequently reached out to stop him.

"Can we stop drinking? I told you not to pick kaoling ice flowers. What's so good about him? Why don't we just stop him? What are you doing?"

The glass that Ling Xuan moved to his lips stopped abruptly, raised his drunken eyes, and said in a hoarse but firm tone: "You mustn't talk about him."

"I go……"

Gu Jiayou scolded himself, shook his head for a long time before complaining: "My brother, you have been scolding here for hours, and I just said a word."

"I'm scolding, I'm scolding, you're not allowed to talk about him, vomit—" Ling Xuan became a little agitated, and when he twisted his head, he was involved in the discomfort in his stomach, and he bent down and fell on his knees.

"Okay, okay." Brother Jiajia could only coaxingly agree when he saw this, he lowered his head and patted his friend's back, his eyes were also worried.

He had never seen Ling Xuan who didn't touch his body like this, and he couldn't swallow his anger, so he asked loudly. "What the hell did Liang do to you?"

Ling Xuan collapsed on the sofa in the same posture just now, staring at the dazzling spots reflected by the laser light on the marble floor tiles.

"It's nothing... What can I do? He uses me as a substitute, and I can also find eight of his substitutes."

After the young man finished speaking, he struggled to get up and looked around at the wine companions in the private room.All of them are tall and slender, but at first glance, they all look like one person.

"Aren't you making trouble?" Gu Jiayou sighed deeply, "If it's really not possible, let's call someone to ask for clarification. If he doesn't come, I'll tie him up for you..."

pat-

Before the words were finished, the door of the private room was pushed open from the outside, and a handsome and handsome figure stood by the door facing the light.

"Fuck."

Looking at that face that was as cold as frost, Gu Jiayou's words stuck in his throat and he never spoke again.

Liang Zhao stepped into the messy private room, and the first thing he saw was empty wine bottles everywhere, and wine racks that were almost emptied.

It seems that when we first met, what Wu Ze said "some people spend millions of dollars a year here" was really too conservative, and it was the same every time.

At the second glance, Liang Zhao saw Ling Xuan who was so drunk that he couldn't sit still on the sofa, suppressed his anger, and stepped forward: "Why do you drink so much?"

Ling Xuan's eyes were blurred, he stood up staggeringly and threw himself into Liang Zhao's arms, sniffing his scent carefully from his ears to his neck, and suddenly snorted, "This one really looks a bit like it."

Liang Zhao didn't know what nonsense this guy was talking about, but felt his arms were tightly bound and pushed against the wall.

The really drunk young president put his upper lip close to him, wanting to kiss it.When they got close, the strong smell of alcohol made even Liang Zhao feel overwhelmed.

The friends in the private room were about to see no evil, when suddenly they heard a bang, and the two people who were hugging each other just now were separated abruptly.

Everyone was startled and cast their gazes away.Liang Zhao was stunned by his shoving, maintaining the posture of bumping into the corner of the wall for a while without moving.

However, Ling Xuan's eyes were full of disgust, and he uttered a word with quivering lips: "Get lost!"

Liang Zhao raised his hand in a daze, and felt a dull pain when he lightly touched his shoulder, and then heard Ling Xuan sarcastically laughing in his ear.

"How could someone be like him..."

That pale and piercing smile made Liang Zhao startled, and then only a distressed feeling remained.What was it that made him feel so wronged?

Seeing that Ling Xuan was so drunk that he couldn't talk at all, Liang Zhao could only go forward to carry him back, but was stopped by Gu Jiayou who was standing aside.

"I said how did you feel sorry for him? Let him become like this, and why did you break up?"

"Ask him, who kicked whom?"

Liang Zhao frowned impatiently, took off his coat and put it on for Ling Xuan, brushed away Gu Jiayou who was blocking him, and took this "ex-boyfriend" home.

It was only a short journey back from the past, but Liang Zhao was tortured to the point of collapse by this person who had no self-awareness around him.

After finally getting him into the room, before he could put him down, he heard a scalp-numbing vomit.

Ling Xuan vomited directly on Liang Zhao.

The usually cold researcher was stunned for three seconds and didn't come back to his senses.After finally recognizing the current situation, the drunken man became noisy again.

Ling Xuan vomited and writhed, tossing and tossing until dawn before he could barely lie down.Liang Zhao was extremely exhausted, so he took a bath towel and went into the bathroom to wash off.

Looking at the water vapor gradually rising from the glass door, he could only feel suffocated alone.

Are you talking angry words, or do I think I am extraordinary?If you are really tired, shouldn't you be happy to regain your freedom?So what are you humiliating yourself for now?

Liang Zhao failed to think about the result, took a quick hot shower, put on a towel and went out to breathe.

While wiping his hair, he went back to the bedroom to get his clothes, and when he reached the head of the bed, the person lying there seemed to smell the familiar smell of shower gel, and subconsciously hugged the figure in front of him and refused to let go.

Although there was only a short interval before and after, Liang Zhao felt that this kind of hug had not been seen for a long time, and stood there without any resistance, looking at his worried look, he felt helpless and couldn't get angry for a while.

After a while, he sat down on the edge of the bed with all his strength, restrained his patience, and spoke to him softly: "What's the matter, can you tell me?"

"He doesn't like me, he only regards me as a substitute for others." The person lying on the bed loosened his fingers slightly, muttering to himself.

Liang Zhao was at a loss: "Who do you take as a substitute?"

"His first love...or childhood sweetheart?" Ling Xuan's body curled up on the bed, his voice became smaller and smaller, more and more like raving.

The absurd words were heard in his ears, but Liang Zhao remained expressionless, only looking down at the person lying beside him, with a very calm tone: "Do you believe it after you finish?"

"Do not believe."

Ling Xuan's answer was so decisive that people wondered if he was drunk. After a while, he added a few words leisurely: "But I feel uncomfortable."

"So you can't suffer alone, can you? Turn around and stab him back." Although he was complaining about his encounter today, Liang Zhao's tone was gentle and low.

Ling Xuan didn't respond, but held his chest and slowly inhaled, as if his stomach was churning again.

Liang Zhao immediately stopped in a cold voice: "If you dare to vomit again, I will really throw you out."

Not sure if the deterrence worked, Ling Xuan really held back the nausea, pretended to be about to vomit, and fell back into the bed.

Liang Zhao waited for him to calm down a little, and then continued to ask the topic just now: "What about now, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

The young man with a handsome face nodded after being silent for a long time, and the answer seemed to be irrelevant, but it was vaguely related.

"I want to believe him,... but I'm not reconciled. Those words are like thorns stuck in my throat, the more I want to swallow... the more painful it is. It's here, help me pull it out!! "

Ling Xuan's voice suddenly rose, and he acted like a demon playing with wine.The young man was only holding a little of Liang Zhao's clothing, but he was pulling at random, almost tearing his collar.

This guy can't live a very smooth life, so he just wants to make up his mind to feel happy, doesn't he?

Liang Zhao didn't break free, but bent down with the force of his pull, "Stop making trouble, what else do you want to do?"

"He has to explain it to me personally... I'm a scumbag, but he can't do it the other way around."

Ling Xuan's intermittent voice reached Liang Zhao's ears, causing the latter to snort coldly. "I found that after you drink too much, you are more sober than normal."

Ling Xuan didn't speak again, and fell asleep on the soft and clean bed for a long time without making a sound, and gradually fell asleep.

Liangzhao sat in the original position, and his peripheral vision fell on him for a long time. He slowly stood up and covered him with a quilt, and said to himself with a sneer, "Oh, first love... aren't you that first love yourself?"

Drunk and sleepy.

The sun climbed to the highest and then gradually lowered, Ling Xuan curled up under the quilt several times.

He sat up sleepily, looked around his surroundings, and found that when he was in Liang Gong's house, he almost frowned his handsome brows.

The top of his head was still hurting, because he was broken after being drunk, and he couldn't remember what happened last night at all.During the small movements, I felt a strange touch between the skin and the cloth, and my limbs and waist were also aching sharply.

Ling Xuan squinted his eyes and lowered his head to check, and found that he was naked under the quilt, and immediately couldn't help but swear.

"Fuck."

"woke up?"

Liang Zhao had been standing by the door of the bedroom for a while, not only had a panoramic view of all the wonderful expressions on the face of the "ex-boyfriend", but also poured a glass of water in a hurry.

Ling Xuan suddenly realized that there was something wrong with him, and asked aloud: "Liang Zhao, you're a scumbag, I'm not enough, even if we broke up, you still fucking dare to sleep with me?"

"I didn't sleep with you."

The slender figure standing at the side responded lightly. He brought a new shirt from the living room, threw it on the bed, and explained coldly: "I threw up all over in the middle of the night. I washed the clothes for you."

Ling Xuan moved his lips and forced the words out of his mouth, "Who told you to take off my clothes?"

"Mr. Ling." Liang Zhao finally showed a little impatience. He leaned on the corner of the table with one elbow, and responded casually, "I haven't seen it."

Dumbfounded by the usual taciturn guy, Ling Xuan put on his new shirt in a muffled voice, then lifted the quilt angrily and got up.

Liang Zhao originally folded his arms, but when Ling Xuan passed by him, he raised his hand and grabbed him.After enduring it for a day, I was finally able to ask all the words I was holding back in my heart.

"Now, can you tell me clearly who scumbags you and how? At least let me understand."

Ling Xuan looked to the left indifferently, stepped into the study to find the memorial paper, and sure enough it was still in place.

"Since you want to hear it, then I'll explain it clearly, lest we all be aggrieved." Ling Xuan continued to talk while clutching a few pieces of letterhead.

"Liang Zhao, if you can't let go of someone in your heart, don't accept the so-called later person. Even if you really take me as someone's substitute, I might not believe it, and I won't care. But that person can't be him, no It could be Qiu Heng!"

"You clearly know that he is kind to my family, how can you..."

Not knowing whether it was because of drunkenness or excessive sadness, Ling Xuan's eyes were red, his voice was too hoarse to speak, and in the end he just slapped the memorial text on Liang Gong's face forcefully.

Finally figured out the source of the problem, Liang Zhao even wanted to laugh at this moment, raised his hand to grab Ling Xuan's arm, and asked angrily, "Do you think this was written for Qiu Heng?"

"Isn't it? I've read it very clearly." Ling Xuan resisted lightly, but was still caught by Liang Zhao and forced him to the side of the table.

"I'm very confused. With your reading ability, how did you sign the contract on behalf of Dr before?"

Liang Zhao's tone was really sarcastic, he pinched his ex-boyfriend's chin with his hand, trying to guide this guy to look down a few more words.However, the other party refused, so he could only compromise on his own.

"Then I'll read it to you."

"Mother Yi is in charge of Huitong, Wusu Shenmang Jiyetai, do you understand what it means? President Ling, show me your brain!"

In order to vent his anger, the person who was tortured by the drunk all night couldn't help but slapped the young man in front of him with his palm.There was a crisp snap, which stunned people directly.

The sudden pain and numbness made Ling Xuan's mind go blank, and it took a while for him to come back to his senses.It is Han Yu's poem, used to praise his mother.

Liang Zhao didn't give him too much time to react, and then dismantled this oolong to the end.

"My mother passed away very early, and my father continued. My stepmother is almost a perfect person, but I always call her aunt. Although my family has hinted about this matter countless times, in my heart, there is still only one person who can afford "mother" This title. Because of this, are you going to lose your temper like this?"

In this indifferent and warm voice, Ling Xuan slightly forgot the shame and indignation of being pressed on the table and turned his head to look over in a daze, "But how do you explain the sacrifice of life for righteousness and the cycle of cause and effect above? "

"literal meaning."

Liang Zhao sighed lightly, and leisurely talked about old things that he had never mentioned before. "My mother also died bravely. She was hit by a gangster and killed by a car in order to save a child passing by.

"That child is Qiu Heng. We grew up together, and he called my mother godmother. Later, he aspired to join the army and the police, and he also learned the no hesitation he had back then."

"So Ling Xuan, I can swear by any name, I have never surpassed the slightest bit of brotherhood towards Qiu Hengchao. Before you, I have never been tempted by anyone. Why don't you come and ask me yourself?"

Ling Xuan closed his eyes in relief, and responded in a low tone: "How do you ask me in this situation? Ask me how I am not as good as my dead benefactor?"

The young man tried his best to calm down, lowered his head calmly, looked at the letter again, and said to himself: "At that time, I really didn't see the words [To the dead mother]. "

"I don't blame you, I added it later." Liang Zhao let out a long breath, let go of his strength, and let go of the people under his hand.

The two were finally able to sit down and chat calmly.He carefully folded the obituary and put it back in the drawer, turned his head to look into Ling Xuan's clear eyes, his voice was cold.

"In fact, my mother has a great influence on us brothers. For example, I stopped playing Go and changed my career to study medicine. It's a pity that I'm not a very long-term person."

"When I was young, I saw my mother die with my own eyes. Later, I let Xiaoheng leave on my own operating table. For a while, I always vented my emotions in a very direct way. One of them, I accidentally hurt my hand."

When Liang Zhao said these words, there was obvious self-mockery in his tone, but his emotions were so uncontrollable that it was almost impossible to see through his true thoughts.

"Is it because of self-blame?" Ling Xuan's heart ached again.

If it is said that studying medicine was affected by the death of his mother, then how desperate he would be when he was helpless about the death of his brother again.

But Liang Zhao shook his head, "It's not because of being stimulated, it should be said that it's just the opposite."

"It's not the same as military doctors in ordinary troops. Because of the special nature of their work, if they stay in a cruel and harsh environment for too long, their personality will become more and more indifferent, and sometimes they will not be moved by life and death. That is the real relationship with machines. There is no difference."

"Besides, my hands were injured and strained at that time, and I couldn't do my job well. When I was young, everyone was full of passion, but I am not young, and my father is also old, and they are all urging me. Stay in the line of fire in the barracks."

In Ling Xuan's impression, Liang Gong had never said so many things at once.Maybe this time, he was really scared and tired.

"Although I don't like to explain things to others, I don't want to see you suffer. I don't blame you, because this is the result of my withdrawn personality and never mentioning these things." Liang Zhao stretched out his hand and gently Lifting Ling Xuan's cheeks, he narrowed his eyes and smiled rarely.

"But you're right, I do have someone in my heart. This kind of thing needs your love and my willingness. Last time I asked you if you want to try it, now I will ask you again. The person in my heart, are you willing to do it? ?"

Ling Xuan was supported by his chin, and he really felt what it means to be indifferent and gentle.He was in a daze for a while before responding with his lips on his lips: "Of course."

"Will what?"

Liang Zhao chuckled softly, removed one hand, along the hem of the new shirt, and put it on his lap.Enjoying the warm and soft touch of the palm, the voice is provocative.

"I'm asking you, do you want to do it?"