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In those days, Wu Lang didn't dare to take a break, and whenever he was free, he would think of the words Ning Hai whispered in his ear

——Wu Lang, if he doesn't want to admit to face up to this desire, he will only grow up in his lifetime.

Is there any desire hidden in his heart?

Wu Lang couldn't explain clearly, and he didn't dare to really think about it.

Wu Lang quickly adapted to work at HQ magazine. He was serious in his work and had a good appearance. He never shirked his work. The two editors of the character edition were very satisfied with him, so they let him write some manuscripts or help answer some letters from readers.

On Friday afternoon, the magazine held a party in a small area. Because there were few people, the owner refused to pay for it, so everyone chipped in their own money and chose a slightly remote bar.

Wu Lang seldom came to the bar in the past, and he didn't understand the fun of hanging out in the bar. A few older male colleagues were stuck on the sofa shaking dice, buying a house or changing a car. It was difficult for him to join, and he didn't want to play poker with the female editors. So I found time and slipped to the first floor to wander around.

At this moment, it happened that there was a performance on the small T stage of the bar on the weekend. After the DJ played the deafening warm music, a man walked up to the circular performance venue with a guitar in his arms.

The man had mid-length hair with a touch of the 70s, and his handsome face was retro and mature, with the taste of a chic gentleman in a British period drama.

The moment he raised his head, Wu Lang was inexplicably attracted.

Wu Lang asked Ba Zai for a martini, then walked to the place closest to the performance stage and sat down.

The man looked at Wu Lang on the stage and smiled.

This smile shocked Wu Lang's face

——The man laughed just like Ning Hai. If Ning Hai changed his serious suit and business-style hairstyle, he would be like this man, causing the women in the audience to scream.

The man undulates the strings and plays a slow jazz piece BlackBird.His deep voice, with a bit of seductive tremor, slipped over Wu Lang's ears like silk.

Wu Lang seemed to be hypnotized, absently sucking on the glass of peppermint martini in his hand, and looking up at the man obsessively.

And the man looked back at him tenderly, he smiled at him, and even leaned his body towards him, as if the song was sung for Wu Lang.

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound from the drum set behind the man, and the keyboard player swept the keys, and the rhythm of the music suddenly accelerated.

The lights in the bar began to flicker wildly, the same tone, the same lyrics, but the jazz rhythm instantly changed to rock.

The man stood up, threw away the guitar and screamed, opened his chest and began to burst out the lyrics below.

The crowd suddenly writhed wildly like earthworms being stirred up.

Wu Lang was also infected by the crazily changing rhythm, stood up and danced to the rhythm.

After the man sang, he handed over the scene to the DJ and jumped off the stage.

His face somewhat similar to Ning Hai suddenly appeared within thirty centimeters away from Wu Lang.

Wu Lang stepped back, wrapping an arm around his waist behind him, pulling him back unceremoniously.The surroundings were overcrowded, no one paid attention to what happened between them, even Wu Lang himself was paralyzed.

The man stopped him affectionately and asked with a smile

"what's your name."

Wu Lang looked at this face that confused him, and made up a name

"Me? Wu Hai."

"How old are you?"

"23"

The man grinned,

"Well! You're an adult. Then I'm yours tonight, what do you want to do?"

"What do you do?"

"Of course it's something fun to do. You've been looking at me just now, haven't you?"

"so what."

"What's the matter? Hahaha..."

The man suddenly raised his head and smiled, shook his head, and glanced back at the DJ standing on the stage. The naughty DJ showed an unscrupulous smile, and raised his little finger to make a gesture that Wu Lang could not understand. .

The man turned around and grabbed Wu Lang's hand and asked

: "Don't you know that you shouldn't stare at others like this if you are not interested in others?"

After speaking, he pointed to the seat closest to the bar where Wu Lang was sitting just now and said

: "You can't sit in that position casually, you have to obey the rules when you sit. Don't be shy, tell me, do you want to go to a quieter place to do it, or just here? I like you very much and will make you comfortable."

After finishing speaking, the man bit Wu Lang's neck fiercely like a vampire, his wet tongue slid across Wu Lang's artery, and Wu Lang was full of cleverness.

He suddenly felt that the man's elegance and beauty on stage a moment ago were gone, and his Ning Hai-like face instantly became evil.

Wu Lang violently pushed the man away, and then kicked the man in the abdomen. The man did not expect such a fierce resistance from him, and fell to the side of the stage with a muffled groan.

The people around suddenly stopped and looked at them.

The DJ stopped the music, rushed to help the man mentioned by Wu Lang, and yelled at him:

"Why are you kicking him?! Are you sensible or not? Why don't you come to this kind of place to play if you can't afford it? Damn, love is a chicken who hasn't realized it?!"

After speaking, DJ wanted to rush over to beat him up, but was stopped by the man behind him.

Some people around were laughing, some were echoing the sarcasm, Wu Lang felt that they were looking at him with disdain and contempt.

These eyes aroused the unhappiness that Wu Lang had accumulated in his chest for several days, and he yelled at the DJ with red eyes while he was drinking.

"Whether I can afford it or not is none of your business, don't fucking mess with me!"

After yelling, Wu Lang didn't turn his head back, pushed through the crowd and rushed out.

Outside the bar was just a somewhat secluded path, the street lights were not very bright, Wu Lang couldn't figure out where it was, so he just ran all the way.

When he couldn't run anymore and had to stop, Wu Lang suddenly realized that he couldn't find his way back at all.

His bag was on the sofa on the second floor of the bar, his mobile phone was on the small table next to the performance venue, and he just ran out so impulsively without caring about anything.

He fought back furiously like a lion cub that had been poked in the sore spot.

He hated that singer who looked a bit like Ning Hai. At first, that man seduced him with an elegant temperament somewhat similar to Ning Hai, but soon revealed his true nature.

Why not give him the illusion he wanted for one night?He just wants to quietly listen to him sing a song all night.

Wu Lang felt that his brain became abnormal after drinking too much wine. He wandered blankly on the streets he didn't know, not knowing how to walk back or where to go down.

He took out the last few dollars left in his pocket, bought a bottle of the cheapest beer and a pack of the cheapest cigarettes in a small shop by the roadside, and squatted on the telegraph pole to smoke.

He began to feel cowardly, because he couldn't help thinking of Ning Hai again.

Wu Lang just squatted in front of the commissary in such a decadent manner, finished drinking the beer in his hand, and smoked half a pack of cigarettes.

Suddenly I heard the sound of a car horn.

"Wu Lang!"

Wu Lang raised his head sharply.

A white car stopped in front of him, and the person who got out of the car was Li Ai.

Li Ai rushed here from nowhere, and she was still wearing a hooded sweater that she never wore in college.

"How did you do this?" Li Ai saw Wu Lang squatting by the side of the road, grabbed his arm and pulled him up.

Wu Lang stared blankly at him and asked

"Teacher? You...Why are you here?"

Li Ai helped him throw away the beer bottle in his hand, took out a mobile phone from his jeans pocket and stuffed it into Wu Lang's hand.

That was Wu Lang's own cell phone.

"Just now a man in the bar called and said that you were drunk and rushed out and ran away without seeing anyone. He dropped his mobile phone in the bar again. He couldn't find you after searching for a long time. He was afraid that something might happen to you, so he called me."

Li Ai glanced at Wu Lang, and wanted to say something more, to see his appearance clearly, but there was nothing.

"Okay, let's go back first." Li Ai patted him and led him into the car.

Yan will turn around from the driver's seat and say

"Look, I said it's going to be fine, you just like to worry about it."

Li Ai didn't say anything, just put Wu Lang in the second row, and then sat next to Wu Lang himself.

Yan Jiang glanced at the two of them in the rearview mirror, and turned around to start the car unhappy.

"What happened, why did you fight with others in the bar? Are you injured?" Li Ai asked Wu Lang

"No injury, I kicked him, the man's hands and feet are not clean."

Li Ai looked at him carefully and found no wounds, but he was still not sure what the meaning of 'dirty hands and feet' meant.

Yan Jiang who was sitting in the front row suddenly spoke

"I asked that man, and he said that he just kissed you and did nothing else, and he approached you because you showed his affection first, but you kicked him and ran away."

Wu Lang hadn't had enough alcohol yet, so he said to Yan Jiang, "It's not a good thing for him to kick himself. I don't like men. He touches me randomly. I'm polite enough."

Li Ai lowered his head and thought about what to say to persuade Wu Lang, but suddenly the Yan general in the front row spoke first.

"Come on, you don't like men who sit in the first row and stare at others? That man was kicked by you and went all over the world looking for you, holding your mobile phone and afraid that no one will care about you , specially picked a name that ends with 'teacher', and it's done! A kid like you likes to draw boundaries in black and white."

Wu Lang looked down at his mobile phone, restless.

"I just want to see him sing."

Li Ai frowned as he listened from the side. He had known Wu Lang's character for a long time - perfectionism, too subjective judgments, and little understanding of accommodation.

Encountering such a thing is really a slap in the face.

Li Ai glanced at him and said slowly

"That man may call you, don't answer it. He is not bad, but he has been in society for a long time and is much more complicated than you."

Yan Jiang suddenly hummed in the front row and said to Li Ai

"You can't protect him like this. This society is like this. There are very few extremely bad and extremely good people. Most people have bad water in their stomachs but are not completely bad. It's normal to think about going to bed at first glance. He You always squat in the ivory tower and can't get out, and you will be covered in nails when you meet someone if something goes wrong, how can you mess around?"

Li Ai reached out and patted Yan Jiang's shoulder, and Yan Jiang immediately raised his right hand in a gesture of "I won't say anymore".

Li Ai didn't say anything else, he took a bottle of mineral water from the back row and put it in Wu Lang's hand, then patted Wu Lang on the back.

Wu Lang seemed to be petrified, and he never spoke again along the way.

Ning Hai's words came to his mind again.

——If you don’t want to admit to facing up to this desire, you will only grow up in a lifetime.

He has desires, he wants to see Ning Hai and listen to him talk.

Now that Li Ai was sitting beside him, he didn't relieve his urge to see Ning Hai at all.

That day was the same as today, Ning Hai gently hugged him, and he shrank like a sensitive sea anemone overreacting.

He was unwilling to face up to Ning Hai's desire,

In Yan Jiang's words, he just squatted in the ivory tower and didn't want to come out.

Ning Hai must be completely disappointed in him who is immature.