The paranoid milk dog is actually me

one year later.

A music bar in Kiel, Germany.

"Brother Xingzhi, I have bought everything." Cen Xiangyang sounded very excited, "Today is too unlucky, the train is late again."

Xie Xingzhi leaned on the soft sofa seat, his eyes fell on the young man playing the guitar on the stage, he was a little dazed.

"Brother Xingzhi? Are you listening?"

"Yes." Xie Xingzhi came back to his senses, "I'm at the bar, you can come directly."

Within a few months after he went abroad, Cen Xiangyang followed him, saying that he was worried that he was here alone and wanted to take care of him.

Xie Xingzhi needed to recuperate for treatment, especially not to bother his mind. The two lived a life of isolation from the world. Not long ago, he just had an operation and had to rest for a few days before he was finally able to see the light of day again.

Cen Xiangyang: "I can already see the signboard of the bar. It will take about a few minutes. Why do you think I am so unlucky that I am late every time?"

Xie Xingzhi teased him: "It's better than getting strikes every time, if that's the case, you'll have to stay in Hamburg for one more night."

Cen Xiangyang: "...then I don't want to live anymore."

"Just kidding." Xie Xingzhi held back his smile, "Even if there is a strike, I will come to pick you up."

"Hey, Brother Xingzhi, I love you!"

"Be careful on the road, if something happens at any time..." Halfway through his words, his brows suddenly frowned.

Cen Xiangyang: "Huh? Brother Xing, what's wrong?"

Xie Xingzhi put down his glass and stood up: "It's nothing, I have something to do here, I'll talk to you later."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone, said excuse me to the person in front, and quickly walked towards the bar not far away.

"You're beautiful, why don't you want to try it with me?" A tall, red-haired foreign man propped himself on the bar, trapping the black-haired young man who had just finished his performance between the walls.

He gently rubbed the back of his hand against the latter's cheek: "I will make you very comfortable, I promise."

The young man's face turned pale, he kept trying to curl himself up, and spoke English tremblingly: "Sir, please, I don't like this..."

The foreign man smiled slightly and pushed a glass of wine in front of him: "It's a pity, but I still like you very much. I think this wine is very suitable for you. Would you like a glass?"

Just as the young man was about to shake his head, the glass was already on his lips. The red-haired man lowered his eyelashes and said in a tone that could not be refused, "It's just a glass of wine. I've sponsored you a lot anyway. Do you really hate me so much?" ?”

After drinking a glass of strong wine in such a situation, it is self-evident what will happen next.

There was a look of despair in the youth's eyes.

Seeing that he was about to open his lips in submission, suddenly, a slender hand pressed against the mouth of the cup.

The red-haired man and the young man looked up at the same time.

Xie Xingzhi looked at the red-haired man without avoiding it, and spoke a foreign language, the pronunciation was a bit strange, unlike English, the young man didn't understand, but when he saw the red-haired man's complexion suddenly changed.

Not to mention molesting someone, he wished he could bounce away quickly like a plague god, and walked away with a face full of horror.

"..." The young man behind him moved.

Xie Xingzhi turned around and helped him up: "Are you okay? That's a kid from France, he doesn't dare to do anything to you, don't be afraid."

The young man shrugged his shoulders, his head was still buried very low, and he didn't dare to look at him or speak. The relaxed appearance when he was playing the guitar on the stage just now completely matched the two of them.

This is not the first time he has met this young man, nor is it the first time he has helped him out, but obviously, the latter is still afraid of him.

Xie Xingzhi thought for a while, then lowered his voice: "I don't have any malice towards you, it's just...you remind me of a person who used to be so thin and small."

He smiled and said, "But he's probably much taller than me now."

The eyelashes of the young man in front of him trembled, and he still looked timid.

Xie Xingzhi could only give up, took out a few banknotes from his pocket, took his hand and put it into the palm of the young man: "Go home early and rest, the music you play is very nice, keep up the good work."

The moment the warm skin touched him, the young man trembled and just wanted to move——

"Brother Xingzhi!" Cen Xiangyang's loud voice came, "I'm exhausted, but let me find it. The location of this bar is too far away, and the signboard hangs so outside, I thought it was... "

Before he finished speaking, the young man suddenly lowered his head, squeezed the two of them away with his guitar in his arms, and rushed out of the bar without looking back.

"Fuck, who is this?" Cen Xiangyang was hit by him and almost fell into the chair, still in shock, "Is this your friend?"

Xie Xingzhi watched the young man's back disappear into the corner of the street, slowly looked away, and shook his head: "No, a child who came out to work."

"I just said, why are you so rude." Cen Xiangyang patted the non-existent ashes on his shoulder, "Huh? This wine smells so good, did you order it? Brother Xingzhi, I just happened to be thirsty..."

Xie Xingzhi quickly intercepted the wine left by the Frenchman, and said jokingly: "I didn't order it, where did I get this bad habit, drink water as soon as I see it in a bar?"

"...Ah, that's fine." Cen Xiangyang grinned awkwardly, and changed his voice, "Hey, what, I've bought everything, where shall we go for dinner tonight?"

Tomorrow morning, he had to catch a flight back home, Xie Xingzhi didn't ask the housekeeper to prepare any sumptuous dinner for fear of wasting ingredients.

He glanced at his watch: "There is a shop next door. Didn't you say you like the French fries and pizza here? It's the last day, just enough for you to eat."

Cen Xiangyang is a junk food fanatic, but he usually pays attention not to eat too much. Now that he heard that it was his last meal, his eyes could not wait to see green light.

"Then let's go! I'm treating you today!"

"Wait a minute." Xie Xingzhi couldn't help laughing at his anxious look, "Come with me to the supermarket first, I'll buy an eye mask."

He barely fell asleep on the plane last time, and he didn't want to go through such a bad thing again.

It happened that there were a lot of shops near this street, and one of them contained a lot of novel gadgets. Xie Xingzhi took a blindfold and planned to continue shopping.

He took a quick look and found the kind of fruit candy that Xie Anheng often bought for him.

After picking and choosing for a while, Xie Xing subconsciously turned his head and said, "An Heng, help me get a basket..."

Facing Cen Xiangyang's eyes, there was a few seconds of silence in the air.

"Sorry." He closed his eyes, raised his hand and rubbed his temples, "I just suddenly..."

Cen Xiangyang was aggrieved and pursed his mouth and said deliberately artificially: "Don't say it, I understand everything, I understand it, I still can't compare with that brat."

Knowing that he was teasing like this, Xie Xingzhi still smiled helplessly: "I just saw this box of candies and suddenly thought of him. I actually wanted to call you."

"But you forgot to take your clothes last time you took a shower, and you called his name too."

"That's because I'm too tired after the treatment."

"The last time I opened the door for you, you also called me Xie Anheng."

"..."

Xie Xingzhi has nothing to say.

Seeing him like this, Cen Xiangyang also felt uncomfortable, and comforted him: "Oh, isn't it just a year apart, you are doing it for his own good, you want him to grow up, he will understand you. Don't be unhappy, we will be together tomorrow I'm going back soon, and when he sees you, he will probably be so happy that he can fly."

"At that time, if Xie Anheng hangs on his dear brother and refuses to get off, the picture is so beautiful that I dare not look at it."

Thinking of this scene, Xie Xingzhi couldn't help lowering his head and curling his mouth: "He should be growing tall again, I can't hold him in such a hug now."

Cen Xiangyang wanted to say a few more words to ease the atmosphere, but suddenly a person stood in front of him.

"Fuck!" He was startled, "Are you walking silently? Like a ghost..."

Xie Xingzhi turned his head and saw that it was the young man from just now.

The latter ignored Cen Xiangyang, he raised his head rarely, stared at Xie Xingzhi closely, pursed his lips, seemed a little nervous: "You are Xie Xingzhi?"

"?" Cen Xiangyang came over, "Who are you? Do you know you very well? When you come up, you call others by their names..."

Xie Xingzhi stopped Cen Xiangyang: "I am, do you know me?"

However, the young man in front of him didn't answer. He stared at Xie Xingzhi for a long time, and suddenly stuffed a package into his arms.

The latter heard him say thank you quickly, and when he looked up again, he was gone.

Cen Xiangyang frowned and muttered, "Weird."

Xie Xingzhi paused, then lowered his head and opened the bag.

"Fuck me?!" This was the third time Cen Xiangyang exclaimed at the young man's behavior, "Is this kid a seller?"

The bag is full of luxury items, watches, jewelry, small and delicate, and they are all wrapped in fleece. They should be second-hand, and they look like they are going to be resold somewhere.

Xie Xingzhi picked up a watch and looked at it, and frowned: "No, these are all true."

He threw the shopping basket to Cen Xiangyang, and chased him out of the supermarket, but there were very few people on the street, and the young man just now had long since disappeared.

Xia Jiayu didn't go far, he didn't live in this city for a long time, but the people who avoided Xia Jinghui in the past few years made him very familiar with the surrounding alleys.

He was leaning against a dark corner, and there was a raised sculpture of a human head just above his head, and his cold eyes were looking straight at him.

Xia Jiayu took a look, quickly looked away and lowered his head.

He took out his cell phone.

[Xia Jiayu: I saw Xie Xingzhi. 】

The other party will soon show that they are typing.

[Xie Xingzhi? 】

【Is that the violent alcoholic who abandoned Xie Anheng a year ago?How are you?He didn't hit you, did he? 】

[Xia Jiayu: ...No. 】

【That's good. 】

【Xia Jiayu: I heard from him that he is going back to China soon. 】

【? ? ? 】

[He still dares to come back?Isn't he afraid that Xie Anheng will kill him? 】

[I ran into Xie Anheng at the banquet the day before yesterday, but I didn't dare to talk to him, he was like a cold-faced Hades, I don't think there were many people on the field who had the courage to talk to him. 】

[Xia Jiayu: And then? 】

[Nothing else, I just feel that Xia Jinghui shot himself in the foot with a stone. He thought that if he got his son back, he would beat your grandma and secure his seat. He didn't expect that his son was also interested in his seat. , is still not familiar with her, and she doesn't even want to change her surname with him. 】

【When Xie Anheng was first picked up, I thought Xia Jinghui could really use his chess piece to bring him back to life, but now...he must have regretted it. 】

[Wait for a few more years, and it is estimated that Xie Anheng will be able to completely empty him out. As for the bad things that Xia Jinghui has done, it is hard to say whether Xie Anheng is willing to save his life by then, but he deserves it. 】

[So I said, it’s not a bad thing for you to run away from this family that eats people and doesn’t spit out bones. Now you don’t have to worry about food and drink, and you don’t have to face those intrigues anymore. It’s not bad to live your happy life in Europe. 】

Xia Jiayu drooped his eyelids, silently read the text for a while, typed six dots back to the other party, and put the phone away.

He curled up his palm and covered the back of his other hand.

It was the place where Xie Xingzhi patted lightly in the bar, as if there was still the warm touch of the skin, gentle and peaceful, just like the feeling his whole body gave him.

Xie Xingzhi helped him many times, he knew it.

But this person looked too clean and gentle, which made him feel ashamed and wanted to run away from him unconsciously.

Xia Jiayu thought of Xie Xingzhi's actions in the supermarket, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

His mother stayed at Xia's house, so she more or less knew some rumors about this.

It is said that Xia Jinghui brought back his own son who was raised by a young man and recognized him as his younger brother, but this incompetent brother drank all day long, punished and beat him, and later directly dumped all the mess in the company Xie Anheng patted his butt and left.

Xia's family found Xie Anheng and helped him in times of crisis, so Xie Anheng was grateful to Xia Jinghui and decided to return to Xia's family.

This is the version Xia Jinghui released earlier, and it is also the version he heard.

Although Xie Anheng didn't admit it, he also heard that someone mentioned Xie Xingzhi in front of him, and that person was dragged out by Xie Anheng's men on the spot, and he never appeared in Manbei City again.

Thinking about it this way, the rumors shouldn't be wrong, Xie Anheng hated him so much that he didn't want to hear his name.

But he has seen countless falsehoods and falsehoods, and he can tell at a glance that Xie Xingzhi's miss and love for Xie Anheng is not just pretending, plus what the young man next to him said.

This level... can only be achieved through years of close relationship.

Xie Xingzhi, is it really the same as the rumors?

strangeness.

A drop of water suddenly fell on his forehead.

It's raining.

Xia Jiayu erased it casually, but gave up thinking about it, put his hands in his pockets, pulled up his hat behind his back and walked away.