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"Bai Yan?" Xuan Zhao walked out of the room slowly, "What's wrong?"

In the dark corridor, Cen Baiyan was smoking a cigarette with his head bowed, a little firelight caught between his fingers, illuminating the boredom and depression on his face that hadn't faded away.

"Why are you walking around?" Hearing Xuan Zhao's voice, Cen Baiyan quickly choked out the cigarette, and waved his palm in front of his face to diffuse the smell, "I didn't even take the crutch, so don't drop it."

"It's not that exaggerated," Xuan Zhao said gently, "I can walk without a stick, but at a slower pace."

Cen Baiyan stuffed his phone into his pants pocket: "Pack it up."

Xuan Zhao took Cen Baiyan's hand and looked up at him: "Is there any trouble with your family?"

There was concern and worry in his calm eyes, which miraculously soothed Cen Baiyan's anxiety and boredom.

"My mother," Cen Baiyan brushed his hair, "she's always been acting weird these past few months."

Xuan Zhao knew it well. Three months ago, he asked the nursing home to release the news that Xuan Yu was about to die, and Cen Jingxiang naturally couldn't hold her breath.

"What's wrong with Auntie? Maybe something troublesome happened to her." Xuan Zhao took Cen Baiyan's hand and kneaded Cen Baiyan's finger bones lightly and hard, "Would you like to talk to her more?"

"No need to talk," Cen Baiyan noticed that Xuan Zhao's five fingers were cold, wrapped Xuan Zhao's hand into his own palm, and said with a soft sigh, "Recently, I have been calling back and forth over and over again, just those few words and those few things ,bother."

He knew that Cen Jingxiang had high hopes for him, and also knew how difficult it was for Cen Jingxiang to lead him.Cen Baiyan's memory of his childhood is very vague, he doesn't even have an impression of what his biological father looked like, but he still firmly remembers his drunken punches, kicks, humiliations and verbal abuse.

It is no exaggeration to say that without Cen Jingxiang's desperate protection, Cen Baiyan would have died under the rain of fists. The children who died in the village could not enter the ancestral grave, so they could only be buried in a random place in the wasteland.

Cen Jingxiang is his mother, Cen Baiyan naturally loves her and appreciates her respect for her, but Cen Jingxiang has been asking Cen Baiyan to live up to her all the time for more than ten years, emphasizing that Cen Baiyan is her life, and ordering Cen Baiyan to repay her in the future, repeatedly instilling in Cen Baiyan The concept of "Mom does everything for you, and she will never harm you no matter what" has become more and more serious recently.

What made Cen Baiyan really disgusted was not this, but as he grew older, he gradually realized that the reason why Cen Jingxiang wanted him to get ahead was to please Wan Qianshan.Because Wan Qianshan wanted an excellent son, Cen Jingxiang tried her best to let Cen Baiyan meet Wan Qianshan's standards, but the more she wanted them to look like a biological father and son, the displeasure and estrangement in Cen Baiyan's heart became more and more serious. deeper.

Now it has developed to the point of forcing him to change his surname, it's really fucking|fucking!

"Mothers are like this," Xuan Zhao didn't ask Cen Baiyan what those few words and things that made him upset, and patiently calmed Cen Baiyan's emotions, "Always nagging, always wanting to say something Several times, there may be some things that Auntie used in the wrong way, but I believe the starting point must be good."

Cen Baiyan looked down at Xuan Zhao, and in an instant more than half of the pressure on his shoulders was relieved. He let out a breath, and the tense shoulder and back muscles relaxed.

"Me," Cen Baiyan pursed his dry lips, and for the first time in his life, he took the initiative to talk about family affairs, "The situation is quite complicated, it is half a reorganized family. The half is because my stepfather and my mother have not received a certificate , I don’t think this is a home.”

"En." Xuanzhao listened quietly, inserted his five fingers into Cen Baiyan's, and clasped his fingers tightly.

At this point, he paused, and asked Xuanzhao with a wry smile: "Do you also think I'm very rigid? Chen Wei said that there is no need to care about a certificate, it's just a formality."

"No," Xuan Zhao smiled unchanged, looked into Cen Baiyan's eyes, and said seriously, "It is a very solemn matter to start a family. Becoming a couple under the witness of the law proves that the union of each other is recognized and blessed by public order and good customs. sacred."

His voice is not loud, but every word he utters is clear and firm.

Cen Baiyan looked deeply into Xuan Zhao's eyes, a pair of long and narrow eyes flickered under the thick straight eyebrows.

After a while, he raised his hand and pressed a kiss on Xuanzhao's palm: "In the future, we will go abroad to obtain the certificate, and the wedding will also be held outside. If the environment is better then, maybe we can also have a marriage certificate here."

Xuan Zhao lowered his head and laughed: "It's been a long time, and you still have three years to reach the legal age."

"Soon." Cen Baiyan embraced Xuan Zhao, "You don't even know how much I want a home of my own."

Xuan Zhao pressed his chin against Cen Baiyan's shoulder, and felt that Cen Baiyan's words were like a sharp needle prying open his eardrum and piercing into his body.

His temples throbbed, thinking I don't know?I do not know how?

My home is ruined, and I don't even dare to have the extravagant hope of "home". I just want my grandpa and mother back.

When Xuanzhao suffered from leg disease, he was in so much pain that he couldn't sleep. When he was tortured to the point that the sheets were soaked in cold sweat, he even had no intention of living. He even thought that if time could go back to before he was seven years old, he would go I beg Cen Jingxiang, he doesn't want his father or any property, just beg Cen Jingxiang not to call Xuanyu that day.

He doesn't want the decency and self-esteem of the young master of the Xuan family, even if Cen Jingxiang wants him to kneel and kowtow and let him be a cow or a horse.However, it is impossible to go back in time. Xuanzhao gritted his teeth and endured night after night of being tortured by pain. He imagined that it was Wan Qianshan who died in the sea of ​​fire, that it was Cen Jingxiang who became mentally ill, and that it was their children who were disabled for life. ——Xuan Zhao survived entirely by distorted hatred.

"Why have I never heard you mention your father?" Cen Baiyan tilted his head and kissed Xuan Zhao's round earlobe.

"...he's gone."

"Gone?"

Xuan Zhao's voice was surprisingly calm: "He disappeared after the car accident, and I will treat him as dead."

Cen Baiyan felt sore in his heart, without his father by his side, and his mother was mentally disturbed, how did he grow up to such a big age alone, and how much suffering did he have to suffer to become the indomitable person he is today?

"When will you take me to see your mother?" Cen Baiyan leaned against Xuanzhao's ear and whispered, "You have me now, and you are not alone. We will take care of her together in the future."

——You are not worthy, you are not worthy to see her, you are not worthy to mention her, and you are not worthy to take care of her.

—Anyone can visit her, you are not worthy!

A voice with strong hatred sounded in his mind.

"In the future we will buy a big house, and when my aunt gets better, we will pick her up and live with her."

——Why is he so naive?

——Did Cen Jingxiang protect him so well?Does he really know nothing?

Cen Boyan's deep and gentle voice gave Xuanzhao an illusion, as if everything he said could come true, and the misty future became a real scene that could be seen in his description, marriage certificate, grand wedding, big house.

The feeling of being torn apart came again, Xuanzhao felt the slight vibration in Cen Baiyan's chest when he spoke, half of his soul was involuntarily immersed in his warmth, and the other half sneered and warned Xuanzhao to stay awake.

Xuan Zhao's eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, and a struggling emotion appeared in his eyes.

Cen Baiyan didn't know his lover's complicated mood at this time, he just thought how could he like this person in his arms so much, he liked it so much that he wished he could record every day of the next 80 years with pen and paper.

"I've seen a documentary saying that keeping pets can soothe your emotions." Cen Baiyan put his arm around Xuan Zhao's waist and said with a smile, "We can also raise a dog for your mother, maybe it will help her condition."

thump——

As if a silent and tense string in the air finally broke, Xuan Zhao's pupils shrank, and he completely withdrew from what could be called a "sinking" emotion.

Xuanyu is allergic to hair, so it is impossible for her to keep a dog.

The doors of the two rooms on the opposite side of the corridor were open, and the dim skylight reflected Xuan Zhao's posture at this time, his side face sober and cold.He slowly raised the back of his hand and hugged Cen Baiyan's back, his pale lips moved, and he made a gentle voice: "Bo Yan, we will have our own home, you and mine."

Cen Baiyan's heart surged with overwhelming waves, and the soft waves enveloped him layer by layer. The sudden eagerness made him hug Xuan Zhao tightly, and the muscles on his forearms were clearly defined.

Xuan Zhao tilted his head and kissed Cen Baiyan's side neck: "Boyan, can you like me more every day?"

The ending sound is a rising tone, like a small hook, faintly bewitching.

Cen Boyan was accurately hooked. He clasped the back of Xuanzhao's head, eagerly lowered his head to hold Xuanzhao's lips, and mumbled in the faint sound of water stains: "Where's the tongue? Where is it hidden?"

Xuan Zhao did what he wanted, and they kissed each other in the dark and damp corridor.

One of the rooms on both sides is clean and warm, and the other is filthy. Xuanzhao feels that these two rooms are his own.

Warmth is fake, dirty is real.

He was forced to raise his head under Cen Baiyan's aggressive intrusion, and his neck raised a soft arc.

Cen Baiyan, you'd better like me more, like me, fall in love with me, and you can't leave me at all.

In the end, the two rooms were not tidied up either.

Cen Boyan gnawed on Xuanzhao like a wolfdog who had tasted the fishy smell. Xuanzhao suffered from chest tightness and shortness of breath due to poor breathing, and then coughed violently.Cen Baiyan was in a hurry, and he frowned and said to Xuan Zhaoshun, "You still said that you are not so delicate, but I think you are the most delicate one, and even a kiss can cause accidents."

Xuan Zhao glanced at him: "Is this my problem?"

His usually pale lips were rosy with water, and the corners of his upturned eyes were faintly flushed, which made Cen Baiyan's heart itch again.

"Where is this? It's just a kiss." Cen Baiyan was very distressed, "What should I do when I do other things in the future?"

Xuan Zhao raised his eyebrows: "What will happen next?"

Cen Baiyan smiled evilly, and his handsome face moved closer to Xuan Zhao's: "There are many things we can do in the future."

"For example?" Xuan Zhao pushed Cen Baiyan's face away with one finger.

Cen Baiyan took Xuanzhao's fingertips in his mouth, bit his teeth lightly, and said with a grin, "I really want to say? For example, on the bed, on the desk, on the carpet, on the cooking table, in front of the mirror, in front of the window, in the toilet If you buy a car in the future, you can still keep it in the car.”

Xuan Zhao's cheeks flushed red, and he slapped Cen Baiyan on the face: "Foul words."

"Mr. Xiaoxuan, why are you using foul language?" Cen Baiyan said with a playful smile, "I mean we will be neighbors in the future, and there are too many things to do in life together, such as chatting on the bed, sitting on the desk Talking, learning on the carpet, where do you think you are?"

"." Xuanzhao snorted, "I won't argue with you, I'm going to sweep the floor."

"What are you sweeping with a vase, you, don't sweep yourself up for a while."

He was stuck by a nail while walking against the wall, and almost coughed up his lungs with a kiss. Cen Baiyan didn't dare to ask Xuanzhao to do anything.

Cen Boyan put one arm around Xuanzhao's waist, and easily lifted him into the air. He put Teacher Xuan, who was expensive and fragile, and could not be carried by his shoulders or hands, on the bed firmly, and gave him the little sun. Turn it on for heating, and said very masculinely: "I'll clean it up. From now on, I'll be in charge of the house and I'll be in charge of the house. You'll be responsible for raising your bones."

Ten minutes later, Cen Baiyan squeezed his nose, and rushed back with strides: "Fuck|Master, there are fucking dead cockroaches under the bed! I have goosebumps all over my body, why haven't these things become extinct from the earth!"

According to Cen Boyan himself, among the more than 100 million known species of insects in the world, he is only afraid of cockroaches.Xuan Zhao said helplessly that he was not afraid and could help clean up the dead cockroaches.

Cen Boyan felt that Xuanzhao's proposal made him very embarrassing, so he sternly rejected Xuanzhao's help, and called a housekeeping company at a high price to clean it.

So at this moment, the two of them were sitting on the edge of the bed shoulder to shoulder, warming themselves in the warm little sun, and Cen Baiyan let out a sigh of relief.

"I'll go to the bar later." Xuan Zhao said.

Cen Baiyan frowned: "Are you still going? Can't we change places?"

"Uncle Gong takes good care of me," Xuan Zhao said with a smile, "and now I only spend two days a week."

Cen Baiyan frowned, and almost blurted out that Xuanzhao should not go out to work to earn money. What would the money be enough for? After thinking about it, he swallowed the words and said, "Then I will go with you."

"No need," Xuan Zhao looked at Cen Baiyan and said seriously, "Boyan, I'm a man too."

Cen Baiyan said in his heart that my dreams for the past two nights were all about stripping you naked, eating you, and wiping you off. Can I fucking not know that you are a man?

"Then I'll go to the library for self-study," Cen Baiyan said, "I'll pick you up at eleven o'clock."

Xuan Zhao still wanted to say "no", but Cen Baiyan glared at him, and Xuan Zhao touched the tip of his nose embarrassingly: "There is a side door behind the bar, which is the staff passage, you can wait for me there."

Xuan Zhao made an agreement with Xiao Yinuo before, let Xiao Yinuo book out a free night at Jinglei Bar to celebrate his little boyfriend's birthday.

Xiao Yinuo called friends and went to Jinglei's shop at noon, and wanted to replace the original blue and black checked carpet on the second floor with roses. The manager was really undecided, so he called Uncle Gong to ask.Uncle Gong knew that this was a classmate from Xuan Zhao's school, so he couldn't refuse directly, so he had to let Xuan Zhao come to make up his mind.

Xuan Zhao heard the meaning of Uncle Gong's phone call, and Xiao Yinuo seemed to want to change the posture of the bar, so he personally went to Jinglei to sit in charge.

"Senior brother? You're here too?" Xiao Yinuo was wearing a sweater covered in skull graffiti, and was hanging balloons on the bar, when he saw Xuan Zhao, he ran up and asked, "What's the matter? Didn't you get along with that little boy? Changed your mind and came to me? Come on, I'll call and break up now! I promise not to let you be the third party!"

Xuan Zhao raised his eyebrows: "Break up, and then take your people out."

"Isn't that good?" Xiao Yinuo whistled, "Even if I divide this place right away, I can still use it, just treat it as my confession party for you."

The industrial-style bar was covered with pink, purple, pink and blue balloons. Xuan Zhao said with a headache, "Your boyfriend has very unique taste."

"Yeah, I still like Hello Kitty," Xiao Yinuo said, "It's very pure."

Xuan Zhao glanced at him coldly after hearing the words: "Are you an adult?"

Xiao Yinuo patted his chest and promised: "It's nineteen on the ID card, I just love to play, can I do things that are inferior to beasts? My father must put me in the laboratory to be castrated on the spot!"

At this time Zhuo Feifan also came, Xuan Zhao gave him a light nod.

Zhuo Feifei had long been accustomed to Xuanzhao's indifference, so he stepped up and said, "Qiaoqiao said that you haven't answered the phone calls for the past two days, and asked what you were up to."

"What are you busy with? Let's fall in love!" Xiao Yinuo continued on the sidelines.

"I replied to Qiaoqiao's message." Xuan Zhao said.

"Uncle Gong is very strict, and he will use his mobile phone for two hours on weekends." Zhuo Feifan put his hands in his trouser pockets, "She may not have seen it."

"Oh, that's enough, that's enough, you two don't come and go by chance." Xiao Yinuo yelled, "Brother Fanfan, I know that Qiaoqiao is your childhood sweetheart. Didn't you take the little girl for a stroll during last summer vacation? Did you go to our school? You two haven't been able to go to school yet, have you?"

Zhuo Feifei neither admitted nor denied, and smiled softly.

Xuan Zhao glanced at Zhuo Feifei, and there was an implicit warning in his voice: "Qiaoqiao will take the college entrance examination in the second half of the year."

He treats Gong Qiao as his own younger sister, and it's impossible for him not to know what the little girl is thinking.Zhuo Feifan and Gong Qiao are only a window away, and they are waiting for Gong Qiao to enter the university.Exclusive

"I know it well." Zhuo Feifan patted Xuan Zhao's shoulder steadily.

Xiao Yinuo snorted: "Prudish! I also made a few large-scale posters of male models, I'll post them up!"

Xuan Zhao saw that Xiao Yinuo and his group were just bluffing, so he ordered them to go down and let them do what they wanted, and Gu Zi found a private room with the best sound insulation on the second floor to rest.

He didn't sleep much last night, and as soon as he closed his eyes on the sofa, he felt sleepy.

Xuanzhao was a very light sleeper, and in a daze he heard music and noise coming from downstairs. Uncle Gong seemed to come in once, and put a blanket on him lightly.

Xuan Zhao's consciousness is still very clear, but his body is very tired, his ten fingers are as heavy as lead, and he can't open his eyelids no matter what.

After struggling for a few seconds, he gave up altogether, and all kinds of bizarre scenes flashed in his mind. In a flash, he returned to the thunderstorm night when he was seven years old.

boom--

The cleaning aunt threw out the last bag of garbage, and Cen Baiyan settled the bill with the housekeeping company, and then privately sent 300 yuan to the two aunts for hard work.

Put your things in order, make your bed and put your clothes away, it's getting late.

Cen Boyan ordered a takeaway and finished eating, and didn't bother to go to the library anymore. He lay down on his new bed for a while, and felt that something was wrong, so he ran to Xuanzhao's bed in his slippers, and smelled the scent of herbs on Xuanzhao's bedding , Only then did I feel comfortable all over.

He occupied Xuan Zhao's bed and slept beautifully. After waking up, he turned over and found a stack of papers under the pillow.

The little cripple must be studying in bed before going to bed.

Cen Baiyan took out the stack of papers and took a look. It was all in English. He glanced at the cover——Investigation of Wan's personal property?

It doesn't seem to have anything to do with Xuanzhao's major. How does it look like an economic material?

What is this Wan? Is it a company or a personal name?

Cen Baiyan was not interested in this, but he was interested in what Xuanzhao was interested in, so he raised his eyebrows and turned to the first page.

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Why are so many people looking forward to breaking up with each other!Wouldn't it be nice to make them sweeter for a while?

Zhuo Feifan and Qiaoqiao are important supporting roles to promote the plot. You can guess what role they play between Bai Yan and Zhaozhao

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