I'm poor

Liang Yushu pressed his half-smoked cigarette into the ashtray on the bedside table, put his elbows on his legs and fell into a state of deep thinking. Although he tried his best to maintain restraint on his face, his slightly frowned brows revealed his painstakingly forbearing irritability and Displeased.

"There's nothing to say." Yan Qinsheng replied shyly, and took a look at the cigarette case that Liang Yushu had left beside the bed.

He remembered that Fang Yi also smoked this brand of cigarettes, and a pack cost hundreds of them. Usually, he smoked repeatedly for social gatherings, and sometimes he would empty three or four packs a day.

Although he consumes a lot of cigarettes, Fang Yi is not addicted to cigarettes. If he is in a good mood, he can not smoke a cigarette for several days.Every time Yan Qinsheng went to Fang Yi's office, he always judged his mood today based on the cigarettes in his ashtray.

Yan Qinsheng opened the cigarette case and carefully pulled out a cigarette with his fingers, "Mr. Liang, can I smoke one?"

Liang Yushu raised his eyebrows slightly, "Can you?"

"No," Yan Qinsheng looked down at the cigarette in his hand and suddenly smiled foolishly, "I'm just curious about what it smells like."

In fact, he lied, he simply missed Fang Yi, in Yan Qinsheng's memory, Fang Yi's kiss was the smell of cigarettes, and sometimes alcohol, in short, it was quite offensive.

Liang Yushu lifted the lid of the lighter with his thumb and leaned over, raised his chin slightly to indicate that he could try it, Yan Qinsheng clumsily stuffed the cigarette into his mouth and lit it with the flame from the lighter.

The appearance of Yan Qinsheng with a cigarette in his mouth is very inconsistent with his clean appearance, probably because he is wearing a bathrobe, which has an indescribably strange beauty, pure and sexy.

Liang Yushu had a serious expression on his face. Seeing that Yan Qinsheng took a puff of cigarette lightly or heavily, he was so choked that he arched his waist and coughed uncontrollably. He quickly reached out and took the cigarette from Yan Qinsheng's mouth and slapped him on the back.

Yan Qinsheng coughed and his eyes became wet. He raised his arms and wiped his face carelessly, but tears fell down in strings as if they couldn't stop.

In a panic, he was embraced by Liang Yushu, who patted him on the back like coaxing a child.

"Qin Sheng, I know you're a good boy. Holding sad things in your heart will only make you suffer more and more. Just say it out."

Yan Qinsheng buried his face in Liang Yushu's chest. He hadn't heard anyone say he was a good boy for a long time. His classmates, friends, teachers, including Fang Yi, who had witnessed the absurd catching rape all believed in their own eyes. Thinking that he is just a male mistress who sees money and criticizes others, and all his words are just excuses and excuses full of lies.

Besides Zhou Pingkang, Liang Yushu was the second person who trusted him unconditionally.Yan Qinsheng thought in a daze, if Liang Yushu saw that scene, would he still believe in him like now?Perhaps, like others, I am more willing to believe what I see and hear with my own eyes.

He didn't raise his head, just whispered in a dry crying voice: "Dad died, coffee spilled on his pants... I went to change, and then he came in..."

"What are you talking about?" Liang Yushu frowned, trying his best to think about the incomprehensible words that came out of Yan Qinsheng's mouth: "Who came in?"

Yan Qinsheng shook his head and didn't speak any more, but buried his head deeper.

Liang Yushu put his chin on the top of Yan Qinsheng's head, and held him in a daze for a while. Liang Yushu still couldn't figure out what he meant just now, but he could clearly feel that Yan Qinsheng had something very frightening in his heart.He mentioned coffee, maybe his reaction to coffee was also because something stimulated him.

Once some unforgettable things are mentioned, they will occupy his mind like a tide. Yan Qinsheng was immersed in pain and clutched Liang Yushu's clothes tightly, and his shirt chest was wrinkled.

Liang Yushu didn't care too much about the crumpling of his high-end shirt, he fell onto the bed and rolled into the quilt with his arms around the trembling body.

"Mr. Liang, don't!" Yan Qinsheng came to his senses suddenly, exclaimed and wanted to push Liang Yushu away. Although he had made up his mind before coming, he still panicked when he was really pressed under him, waving his hands and struggling desperately.

"Don't be afraid, I told you I won't touch you," Liang Yushu softly comforted the frightened person under him, and then told him in a slightly harsh tone: "I just want to teach you a lesson, I will go out and live in the future, I won't be with you Beside you, don't dress like this and appear at other people's door, it's impossible for everyone to let you go as soft-hearted as I do."

Yan Qinsheng stopped struggling and looked at him fixedly.

"Mr. Liang, what do you mean..."

"Don't you want to move out? I'll look for a house with you after get off work tomorrow."

"Thank you, Mr. Liang." Yan Qinsheng smiled happily, just looking at his smile, Liang Yushu felt that the surrounding light suddenly brightened. A person with such a simple smile must not be too dark inside, but there are dark clouds. His goodness covered it.

"If you want to thank me, you can come back to see me and Xiaomu more on your off days. I have made a lot of determination to let you go."

These words sounded like a well-intentioned old father begging his soon-to-be-independent child to go home often. Yan Qinsheng felt a warmth after a long absence, stared at the fine lines in the corners of Liang Yushu's eyes and nodded obediently.

"Okay, I'll come here often when I'm free, and I'll make delicious food for you."

"Then stay with me tonight, isn't that too much to ask?" Liang Yushu pampered Yan Qinsheng's hair, pulled the quilt over his body, and then reached out to turn off the bedside lamp.

The room was suddenly plunged into darkness, Yan Qinsheng's body was tense in Liang Yushu's embrace, not daring to move, and his forehead was gently kissed.

"Good night, Qin Sheng."

"Good night..." Yan Qinsheng gradually relaxed his body, and slowly closed his eyes listening to Liang Yushu's steady breathing.

In the early morning of the next day, Liang Yushu closed his eyes and moved his arms to find that there was no warm body in his arms, and he could only touch a piece of cold bed sheet.

Feeling disappointed, he opened his eyes and looked at the empty pillows beside him. Xiao Mu's laughter from the living room interrupted his thoughts. He lifted the quilt and sat up on the bed, turning his head to see clean clothes beside the bed.

Xiao Mu came to the kitchen with a small stool, stood on the stool and drew a big smiling face on the egg fried rice just out of the pan with ketchup.

"Xiao Mu, squeezing so much ketchup will taste very strong, can you eat it?" Yan Qinsheng reminded her while frying eggs in a pan.

"No, the ketchup is delicious, I can finish it."

Liang Yushu put on his clothes and walked in with a smile, and the kitchen suddenly became lively.

"Father, look at the hair that Brother Qin Sheng tied for me!" Xiao Mu jumped off the stool and ran to his father's side, blushing, pointing at her bud head excitedly to show off.

"No wonder Dad thinks Xiao Mu looks particularly good-looking today."

Seeing his lovely daughter, Liang Yushu smiled even brighter, and came behind Yan Qinsheng and wrapped his arms around his waist.

"I can't see that you still tie your hair."

Yan Qinsheng smiled slightly while holding the wooden shovel, "Sell what you learn now, I just learned it from the mobile phone video in the morning."

Liang Yushu watched his clean profile and blurted out his name.

"Qin Sheng."

"Huh?" Yan Qinsheng turned to look at him with a smile, and Liang Yushu quickly pecked the corner of his mouth immediately. His body froze, and the wooden spatula in his hand hit the center of the frying pan with a muffled "da" sound.

"Father is ashamed, so he will bully Brother Qin Sheng." Xiao Mu stood behind the two of them, tilting her head and giggling, and then left the kitchen cheerfully with her own fried rice when her father was about to speak to her.

Yan Qinsheng lowered his head, blushing from his face to his neck like a boiled shrimp.After getting along for so long, he was not used to Liang Yushu kissing him, especially in front of children, it made him even more embarrassed.

"After breakfast, I'll take you to work." Liang Yushu asked every day as usual, but except for the first day at work, Yan Qinsheng never nodded to let him see you off.

"No need, Mr. Liang, I'll be there soon by subway."

Even though he slept in his arms all night, Yan Qinsheng still answered the same.Liang Yushu hugged him awkwardly, and looked at the fried eggs in the pan. The raw eggs could be cooked after a while, but Yan Qinsheng couldn't heat them up no matter how gentle he was.

Two days later, Yan Qinsheng finally got his wish, found a house and moved out from Liang Yushu's house.

The house is not big, with one bedroom, one living room and a small balcony, but the house is very warm and tidy, much better than the original rough house.

The rent was more than 1000 yuan more expensive than the previous unfinished house. Yan Qinsheng couldn't help but feel pain. He thought that he would have to invite Liang Yushu to sit and have a meal once in a while. down.

On the first night of living in the new house, Yan Qinsheng's tense nerves finally relaxed, and he lay in the shape of a "big" on the bed hugging the quilt.

No matter how much Liang Yushu took care of him, he would still be in someone else's house. Yan Qinsheng couldn't let go of everything, so it was more comfortable to spend his own money to live in a house.

Living alone will inevitably lead to loneliness. Yan Qinsheng usually has no hobbies, and has no time to raise small animals. He found a second-hand flower stand on the Internet and put it on the small balcony. On rest days, he would review books at home and arrange some flowers and plants to pass the time.

Liang Yushu would often come over to eat when he was at home, sometimes alone, sometimes with Xiao Mu, as soon as they came, the small room would immediately become lively, and that was Yan Qinsheng's rare happy time.

The days are so plain and watery, in contrast, Fang Yi's spirit is getting more and more depressed day by day, since Yan Qinsheng left, he often dreams.

In the dream, he and Yan Qinsheng were crowded on the bus going to school, and the sun was just right in the car.Yan Qinsheng stood against the window next to the back door, his thin body carrying a heavy schoolbag.

He was looking down at the message on his school uniform shirt, and then raised his clean face and asked Fang Yi innocently: "Why did you write this to me? You're about to graduate soon. Don't you have anything else to say to me?"

"Yes," Fang Yi's eyes were as gentle as water at the moment, "I have a lot to say to you."

Yan Qinsheng was very happy, pointing to Fang Yi's colorfully painted shirt and yelling at him to paint himself like that.

"Don't make trouble, I'll write for you, I can write whatever you want me to write, but I can only write about your clothes, you know." Fang Yi let go of the armrest, lowered his head and took out some fluorescent markers from his messenger bag.

At this time, the sunlight around me suddenly disappeared, and the bustling bus turned into an empty room with the lights turned off, and the whole body was empty and dark.

When Fang Yi looked up, he saw Yan Qinsheng was covered in mud and half of his legs were sunken in the darkness under his feet. He stretched out his hands towards him with sad and empty eyes, and his arms were also mottled with muddy water.

"Brother Yi, hug me..."

The colored pens in Fang Yi's hand fell to his feet, and he froze on the spot without moving.

Yan Qinsheng burst into tears, and his tone was full of pleading: "Hug me, please, I only have you, Brother Yi."

Fang Yi's throat tightened, and his heart also tightened. He stretched out his arms to hug Yan Qinsheng. The moment Yan Qinsheng touched his body, Yan Qinsheng shattered into countless pieces in his arms, and finally disappeared into the darkness.

"Qin Sheng!" Fang Yi exclaimed, his body twitched and he suddenly raised his head from the desk, his chest heaved violently, and his heart beat violently.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that he was dreaming again, propping his elbows on the desk and thinking about it for a while.I don't know if it's because of sleeping on the desk for too long, and now his forehead is aching. He raised his hand and squeezed the space between his eyebrows, and then lit himself a cigarette to refresh himself.

Fang Yi leaned back on the office chair with a cigarette in his mouth and was full of thoughts. He thought about Yan Qinsheng day and night, overwhelming his thoughts.I feel uncomfortable when I open my eyes, and dream when I close my eyes. In the dream, Yan Qinsheng looks so sad and helpless, but he can't hug him.

Even Fang Yi himself was very surprised. He did have feelings for Yan Qinsheng, but he never thought that he would be so deeply involved.

It wasn't until Yan Qinsheng left without looking back that he realized that his harsh and extremely possessive desire was because he loved Yan Qinsheng too much.

Because I love him so much, I can't see Yan Qinsheng being unclean, getting close to other people, washing that dilapidated body with his own scent like a sadist, and letting everyone isolate him and stay away from him.

It is this kind of "protection" like revenge that Fang Yi personally forced away the person he loves the most, but his method of "love" people is really clumsy.

The door of the office "knocked" twice, interrupting Fang Yi's chaotic thoughts, the financial supervisor walked in with the financial report for this quarter.

"Manager Fang, the statistics are all out, please have a look."

The newly recruited accountant is a dull middle-aged woman who wears glasses. Regardless of the company's performance, she will only put the financial statements on Fang Yi's desk and say respectfully to the boss, please sign. There is no sense of accomplishment at all.

Fang Yi extinguished the cigarette and picked up the report on the table to check it out, and let out a wisp of white smoke, "Okay, you go out."

The figures on the report are very gratifying. The company's performance in the past few months has been particularly outstanding and it has made a lot of money, mainly because he has devoted all his time to work, but these are not enough to make him happy.

Fang Yi thought about it carefully, and he was quite proud of signing huge orders before, and that kind of joy mainly came from Yan Qinsheng.

When reporting the financial situation, Yan Qinsheng would always rush to his desk excitedly, point to the financial report and say how much the company has made this month, then look up at him with admiration, and sigh without hesitation. You are amazing.

At that time Fang Yi always felt that Yan Qinsheng was stupid, why are you happy when I make money, now think about it, maybe Yan Qinsheng really didn't regard himself as an outsider.

Fang Yi picked up the mobile phone on the table, and suddenly his heart trembled when he saw the date. It turns out that Qin Sheng has been away for so long, and it happens to be Yan Qinsheng's birthday in two days. I don't know if anyone will accompany him.

Thinking of this, Fang Yi subconsciously dialed the number that he had read countless times but never dialed. His thumb paused for a moment on the screen before exiting.

Ever since he was rejected last time, Fang Yi didn't have the courage to appear in front of Yan Qinsheng.First of all, Qin Sheng didn't even want to see him, let alone talk to him calmly.Secondly, he was ashamed to see Qin Sheng, and he was even more afraid that Qin Sheng would turn him away with violent words.

Fang Yi really couldn't stand that kind of stimulation anymore, his Qin Sheng was so gentle and obedient, and he became what he is now, and everything was caused by him.

Fang Yi struggled with his little thoughts for two days, and he didn't even sleep well.

In the end, he still sent a message on time at midnight with dark circles under his eyes.

happy Birthday.

When the alarm clock rang, Yan Qinsheng sat up in a daze from the bed and reached out to the bedside to grab the phone and turn off the alarm clock. The information on the screen woke him up instantly, but he couldn't tell whether he was dreaming or not.

He took a deep breath with a cold expression, but the peace in his heart was easily broken by the stone thrown by Fang Yi.

After clicking on the text message, Yan Qinsheng read the name on the screen over and over again, scolded himself for being worthless, gritted his teeth and deleted the message, and also deleted Fang Yi's mobile phone number in the phone book.