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After seeing off Liang Yushu, Yan Qinsheng turned to Fang Yi and said, "Manager Fang, let me call you a taxi."

"I want to take the bus." Fang Yi was so drunk that he raised his hand to look at his watch. He still had time to catch the last bus. Without a word, he straddled his long legs and wobbled to the roadside platform.

Yan Qinsheng helplessly followed Fang Yi on the bus stop, he knew that drunk people would not listen to what others said, so he could only let Fang Yi get drunk.

Fang Yi asked him: "How many buses to your house?"

"Let me see." Yan Qinsheng looked up at the route map on the stop sign: "You can get there on the 124th route."

Just as he was talking, a No. 124 bus drove up behind him. Fang Yi lifted his legs and walked in. Under the driver's eyes of "caring for the mentally retarded", he took out 100 yuan from his wallet and stuffed it into the coin box.

Yan Qinsheng quickly caught up with the car and helped Fang Yi, took out the half-stuffed banknotes, took out four coins from his pocket and threw them in, and explained to the driver with a smile: "I'm sorry, master, he drank too much."

Yan Qinsheng helped Fang Yi to the seat before he suddenly realized that he was going to take Fang Yi home, so why did he get on the bus going to his home.

"No, Manager Fang, we got on the wrong bus."

Fang Yi drooped his head, and said in a daze, "That's right, I'm going to where you live."

He leaned his shoulder against the car window and looked at Yan Qinsheng with his head tilted. In his memory, there was a bus that went to school. Yan Qinsheng in the bus was wearing a white school uniform shirt, which was clearer and more beautiful than the morning dew.

And the young man wrapped in a padded jacket in front of him was thinner and vicissitudes, exuding a sense of powerlessness from the inside out, like a piece of collapsed cake, anyone could grab a bite of it.

"Manager Fang, let's get off at the next stop. Where do you live, I'll call a car to take you home." Yan Qinsheng felt a little uncomfortable when he saw him, and turned his face slightly.

"Just go to your place."

Yan Qinsheng frowned slightly, and complained in a low voice: "Don't be self-willed, what are you doing at my place?"

Fang Yi suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, elongated his tone: "Fuck you."

Yan Qinsheng was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head and ignored him. Although Fang Yi was a little annoyed by his verbal insults, there was no need to get angry with the drunk.

After getting off the bus, Yan Qinsheng struggled to lift the 1.8-meter Fang Yi to the fifth floor with his shoulders on his shoulders. He opened the door and pushed him on the chair. He was so tired that he sat on the stool next to him and gasped for breath.

After resting for a while, Yan Qinsheng got up and went to the bedroom, took off his cotton jacket and threw it on the bed, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and prepared to call Assistant Lin to pick him up.

Fang Yi came behind him at some point, reached out and hugged his waist, and took out the mobile phone in his hand and threw it aside.

Yan Qinsheng's body froze suddenly, and he turned to look at the man behind him: "Manager Fang..."

Fang Yi responded vaguely, lowered his head and kissed Yan Qinsheng from the end of his eyes to the corner of his lips, then raised his chin and pinched it, his lips and teeth entangled in full of aggression.

Yan Qinsheng huddled in Fang Yi's arms, turned around and pushed him tremblingly: "If you drink too much, sit still, I'll ask Assistant Lin to pick you up."

Fang Yi pushed Yan Qinsheng on his back onto the bed, and then he came up with heavy alcohol pressure, clamped Yan Qinsheng's jaw with his hands and mocked him in a low voice: "Why do you want to hook up with rich people? You can sleep with Liang Yushu , What kind of clean goods are you packing here, huh?"

Yan Qinsheng was a little annoyed, and said a few times: "Don't talk nonsense, I have nothing to do with Mr. Liang."

"It doesn't matter that he took the risk to sign so many orders for you. It doesn't matter that your scarf is left at his house. It doesn't matter that his child is clamoring to see you every day?" Fang Yi became more and more annoyed as he spoke. Unlocking Yan Qinsheng's clothes, "Okay, Yan Qinsheng, I have seen your tricks. You can do things like using children to hook up with men."

"Fang Yi, what kind of drunken madness are you playing!" Yan Qinsheng tried his best to resist, and entangled with him in fighting and breaking off.

No matter in terms of physique or strength, he was no match for Fang Yi at all. He was quickly stripped naked and suppressed tightly, glaring at Fang Yi with helpless and resentful eyes like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

There is no air conditioner in the cheap rental house, and Yan Qinsheng's naked/exposed skin shivered uncontrollably in the freezing air.

Fang Yi pursed his thin lips, lifted Yan Qinsheng's legs and squeezed in arrogantly. Yan Qinsheng sobbed with red eyes, and tears filled his eyes instantly.

The whole body was mercilessly split by the jerky bluntness, Yan Qinsheng gasped in pain, grabbed the bed sheet under him with his backhand, and begged tremblingly: "Manager Fang...Fang, Fang Yi, I feel so hurt... ..."

"Lack of money and I'll do as long as you want. Spread your legs to make me feel good. You have as much money as you want, but you're going to be an old man's mistress." Fang Yi ignored his pleadings, whipping the thin and weak as if venting his anger body: "The coffee I gave you smelled disgusting, so you turned your face and ran to Liang Yushu's coffee shop, you don't think it tastes bad."

"No, it's not..." Yan Qinsheng's voice trembled, his vision was gradually blurred by the pain, and the blood color faded from his cheeks, turning pale like a piece of white paper.

He opened his eyes wide in fear, but he couldn't see who the person who was violent on him was. The dim light in the bedroom pierced into his pupils. With the heavy impact of the man, he was dizzy.

The fear in his memory struck again, and Yan Qinsheng stretched out his hand in a panic to touch Shang Yi's face to confirm again, until his thumb touched the extremely familiar pair of eyebrows and eyes, he cried hoarsely and softly: "Brother Yi, brother Yi, lighten up!" ..."

Fang Yi stopped his movements suddenly, the sound of "Brother Yi" seemed to bring back a sliver of clarity in him, he stared at the thin man trapped in a mess under the quilt, lowered his eyes and kissed Yan Qinsheng's trembling lips.

Yan Qinsheng responded by clasping Fang Yi's neck with two slender arms, his whole figure was like a broken cattail, and Fang Yi was his only fulcrum.

He buried his face into Fang Yi's side neck and moaned intermittently with a crying voice.

Brother Yi, you are the only person I cherish, how can I blame you for hurting me, you didn't force me, I voluntarily...

The next morning Fang Yi woke up very early. To be precise, he was woken up by the hard bed. He was used to sleeping on soft mattresses and eiderdown quilts. This simple wooden bed covered with sponge cushions made him feel uncomfortable.

Fang Yi turned his head sleepily, Yan Qinsheng's handsome face was beside the pillow, with a small nose and delicate chin, just like before.

He seemed to be having a very painful dream, his brows were slightly furrowed, his eyelashes trembled from time to time, and then he tightened his pale lips and shrank his body.

Fang Yi stretched out his hand from under the quilt to caress Yan Qinsheng's slightly cool cheeks. His face was not big in the first place, but his thin face was really slapped.

He sighed and gently pulled him into his arms. Last night he was not so drunk that he lost his mind, and he could clearly remember what he had done, but the alcohol stimulated the anger and unwillingness he had suppressed for a long time. up.

In the end, I did it, and directly fucked the person without any preparations. Yan Qinsheng's groan/groan sounded more like a helpless cry, and he kept crying in pain. Looking back now, Fang Yi couldn't help but feel pain in his heart. A sense of guilt welled up.

At this moment, Yan Qinsheng's phone on the bedside lighted up, and Fang Yi reached out to take it. On the screen was an unfamiliar number that had not been saved.

He wanted to check the content, but the phone was locked, so he entered Yan Qinsheng's birthday, and the phone showed that the password was wrong.

After pondering for a moment, he entered his birthday again.

Unlocked.

Fang Yi froze for a moment, subconsciously tightened the arm holding Yan Qinsheng, lowered his head and kissed him on the forehead, and then clicked on the text message.

"Are you up? I'll pick you up at 08:30."

Fang Yi frowned unhappily. Although the number was not saved, he could tell at a glance that it was from Liang Yushu.

He gently lifted the quilt and got out of bed, walked to the living room with his mobile phone, and closed the bedroom door smoothly.

Fang Yi took Yan Qinsheng's mobile phone and dialed Liang Yushu's number, Liang Yushu answered it quickly, his tone sounded very happy: "Qin Sheng, are you awake?"

Fang Yi raised his chin slightly and said with a smug tone: "I'm sorry, Boss Liang, Qin Sheng was exhausted from tossing around last night, and now he can't get out of bed. I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany your child to the aquarium."

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, and Fang Yi could even hear Liang Yushu's heavy and rapid breathing.

"Boss Liang, if it's okay, I'll hang up first. I hope you and your child have a good time."

"What about Qin Sheng, I want to have a word with him." Liang Yushu spoke suddenly, his tone obviously much lower than before.

Fang Yi looked back at the bedroom: "You're still asleep, why don't I ask Qin Sheng to call you back when he wakes up?"

"No need," Liang Yushu paused, as if swallowing his anger, and said quietly for a moment: "Young people should be more restrained in how they play, and think about him more. For such a thin person, he will suffer if he gets hurt. .”

This time it was Fang Yi's turn to be speechless. He wanted to show off his power and swear an oath of sovereignty, but instead he was ridiculed for not knowing how to cherish others.

After hanging up the phone, Fang Yi opened the door with his mobile phone and walked into the bedroom. Yan Qinsheng had already woken up just now, and when he heard the sound of the door being pushed, he closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

He also didn't want to pursue Fang Yi. If he really pursued who owed whom more, he didn't have the confidence to confront Fang Yi.Instead of the two of them face to face in embarrassment, it is better to give Fang Yi a chance to go back by himself, and he will treat each other as if nothing happened.

Fang Yi went to the bed and put down the phone, quietly lifted the quilt and got in again, stretched out his arms and hugged Yan Qinsheng into his arms.

"Don't pretend when you wake up. I told Liang Yushu that you don't need to go out today."

"I heard it," Yan Qinsheng was a little sullen, but his voice was still soft. After all, he didn't dare to get angry with Fang Yi.

"Manager Fang, you shouldn't have said that, it will cause people to misunderstand."

Fang Yi turned slightly and pressed the man under him again, looking down at him: "I'm just telling the truth."

Yan Qinsheng looked at Fang Yi's throat, but he didn't have the courage to look into his eyes.

Fang Yi was still wearing yesterday's clothes, his shirt was wrinkled, and he smelled heavily of alcohol and tobacco. He himself felt very uncomfortable: "Can you take a bath in this shabby house?"

Yan Qinsheng replied in a low voice: "Yes, but there is no heating and bathtub. You can close the windows and doors and put some hot water to warm it up."

Just after he finished speaking, he felt that the conditions here were too simple, and Fang Yi would be washed and frozen in such a cold day, so he stretched out his hand and gently pushed him: "You should take a taxi and go home to wash it, I don't have you here to change it." clothes."

Fang Yi got up and got out of bed, straightened his shirt and put on his sweater and coat: "You pack up too, I'll take you out to wash."

"No need." Yan Qinsheng wrapped the quilt tightly, his whole body was covered in red and purple marks, and he couldn't get out of the quilt at all: "I've always washed it at home, I'm used to it."

"Your broken bathroom doesn't even have any tiles on the wall, and there's nothing to keep it warm. You'll get sick after washing it." Fang Yi bent down and pulled the corner of the quilt: "Let's go to a nearby hotel to open a room for washing."

"They said you went by yourself. If I don't go, I'll wash at home." Yan Qinsheng simply buried his head in the quilt and ignored him.

Fang Yi couldn't bear to wear the clothes from the night before, and he didn't bother to continue to spend time with Yan Qinsheng: "Then you lie down, I'll go home and clean up, and I'll pick you up right away."

After finally sending Fang Yi away, Yan Qinsheng got out of the quilt. The pain in his back didn't hurt much, but the foreign body sensation was very strong.He forced himself to go to the bathroom to take a shower, it was really cold without heating and a Yuba heater, his teeth chattered from the cold, but he got used to it, just bear it.

The hot water soaked the torn wound and it hurt like a needle prick. Yan Qinsheng supported the wall and tried to remove the traces left by Fang Yi bit by bit.

After taking a shower and changing into clean clothes, Yan Qinsheng pocketed five yuan and went to the breakfast shop at the door to drink a bowl of hot sweet soy milk.

In Huaiyuan, a big and complicated city, there is only such a simple and cheap breakfast shop at the entrance of Huiqianfang Community.Yan Qinsheng likes to eat here very much. The store opened the steamer at the door, and the white steam gushed out to block the sight of diners at the moment of uncovering. The faint fragrance of rice could be smelled in the air. The scene and smell reminded Yan Qinsheng of his hometown. Breakfast shop.

It's a pity that his hometown has no home.