yellow sorghum

In the past three years, although his purpose of getting close to Liam was not pure, and even though the things Liam did made him grit his teeth, Liam did protect him, help him, and even regarded him as a friend during this period.

He took a deep breath, and his long eyebrows trembled twice: "Okay, I'm here to find you, this is the last time."

A sharp whistle came from the other end of the phone, and he just said "shit", and the phone was hung up.

Yu Minglang looked down at the phone in his hand, and fell silent for a moment. He lay on his back on the sofa, thinking, it should be his father who came.

The housekeeper knocked on the door: "Master, what time do you want the driver to come?"

Yu Minglang: "Wait a little longer."

The housekeeper understood and closed the door again.

He braced his chin and stared blankly for a while, the phone turned on with a "ding dong", and Liam sent him a location with a sentence: "God, I don't have much time."

That place is not very far from Yu Minglang's home. It's located on the edge of the urban area. It's a good place. It's next to the river, and it takes only [-] minutes to drive. He's been there before, and it's some mid-to-high-end residential areas and a commercial area. The terrain is also quite complicated, and it is a good place to hide from people. Liam positioned him as a coffee shop.

He went downstairs, and the housekeeper was explaining things to the housekeeping aunt. When he saw him coming down, he was slightly stunned for a while, wearing a sportswear that was rarely seen on weekdays.

Yu Minglang: "I'm going out now."

The butler smiled: "The driver is waiting outside."

He hummed, put the hood of his sweatshirt on his head, and closed the door behind his back.

The driver was waiting at the gate, he went in and said, "Go to Linshui Bay."

When the driver heard the name of the place, the hand holding the steering wheel paused, rubbed the texture on it with white gloves, looked at the young master with closed eyes and rested his mind from the rearview mirror, and asked cautiously: "Master, you are talking about Linshui Bay?"

He didn't even open his eyes, and snorted: "I'm in a hurry, please hurry up."

The driver nodded, accelerated with one accelerator and rushed out.

Sure enough, it was faster to understand that, and it took less than ten minutes. When he was holding the car door to get down, he even felt a little dizzy.

Driver: "Master, are you okay?"

He waved his hand: "No, no, you go back first."

When he closed the door, he held his forehead and gave the driver a pale smile.

The driver's seat was very close to the location Liam sent him. He went to the coffee shop. A handsome waiter stood at the counter and wiped the mugs. When Yu Minglang came in, he rang the bell on the door and made a sound Crisp sound.

The waiter tilted his head and smiled at him: "Welcome."

Yu Minglang walked in and glanced around slightly. It was approaching noon, and there were no people sitting in the coffee shop. There were a few people sitting sporadically, most of them were office workers, and there was no sign of Liam.

He walked up to the waiter and showed a smile: "Has a foreigner ever come in?"

He thought for a while, and compared with his hands: "It's about this tall, with blond hair, long...it's okay."

Hearing what he said, the waiter smiled slightly, with two dimples on his face, and shook his head, the curly hair on his head moved slightly with his movements, looking very cute: "No, I didn't see , but I began to notice that there was indeed a foreign man wandering outside twice, but did not come in."

Yu Minglang pursed his lips, thanked him, and when he was about to leave, the waiter suddenly stopped him.

He said, "Guest."

Yu Minglang turned back: "What's wrong?"

I saw the waiter put down the things in his hands, tore off a piece of note paper from the side, took the gel pen in the pen holder, and wrote a series of numbers in a smooth manner. When he looked up, there was still a smile on his face, harmless and simple.

"This is my phone."

He leaned forward, clamped the note on Yu Minglang's neckline, and brought a snack machine at the end, and rubbed his collar with his pink fingers. Yu Minglang just looked at him with raised eyebrows, and didn't think To dodge the meaning.

Seeing that there was no trace of disgust in people's eyes, he was bolder and said, "Momo."

Yu Minglang smiled: "It's like a girl's name."

He shook his head: "Wei Mo."

Yu Minglang took down the piece of paper that was still warm from the waiter's fingers, and put it on the table, with a little teasing in his eyes: "Do you always do this when every guest comes?"

Wei Mo shook his head, his light-colored lips slightly curled up: "Based on my eyes."

After he finished speaking, he picked up the towel and wiped the wall of the mug.

Yu Minglang was silent for a while, then suddenly asked: "Why did you give it to me?"

Wei Mo stopped and thought about it seriously: "No reason."

He put the piece of paper into his pocket, moved his footsteps and stopped, looked at this docile boy, his tone was flat, but his eyes were a little confused, his lips moved: "What is that circle like? "

Wei Mo put the cups away neatly, like a Virgo.

The dimples on his face appeared again, and there was a bit of cunning in his eyes: "Guess?"

Yu Minglang shook his head, and wanted to leave, but unexpectedly, the waiter suddenly stopped him: "Handsome guy, please leave a phone number, so I can tell you what this circle is like."

He hesitated for a while, then suddenly thought of something, walked up, took the pen, picked up Wei Mo's palm, and wrote his phone number on it.

Wei Mo kissed there lightly, and blinked at him: "See you later."

The door was opened again, the bell made a crisp sound, and the waiter began to wipe other cups again, with a faint smile on his face.

Yu Minglang stood under the street lamp and called Liam, but no one answered the second call. On the third call, a mechanical female voice came from his ear: "The user you dialed has turned off the phone, please try again later."

He let out a breath, knowing that, as he wished, he and Liam would not see each other in the end.

Where is Liam?Bound and held hostage, on the way to Melbourne.

The driver didn't go far, and drove the car around in circles. He got into the car, and the moment the window closed, he suddenly saw a familiar figure, wearing a light gray suit, with his right arm around a man who was slightly shorter than him. Boy, walked into a restaurant, the two walked in, and were blocked by a Chinese-style screen, so they couldn't see it.

He frowned, and just wanted to lower the window to take a look, but the driver turned a corner and got farther and farther away from the restaurant. His hands were still on the window, and his eyes were fixed on the shop.

The driver asked him, "Master, what's the matter?"

Yu Minglang glanced again, and finally lay down slowly on the car seat, how could it be, it couldn't be, it must be a mistake, it must be!But that suit... He swallowed, that suit was custom-made, cut by a famous craftsman, unique.He closed his eyes, feeling a sudden pain in his heart, he remembered that person said to him: "I'm a bit busy these days, maybe I can't always come back."

"It's okay," he said to the driver, and he repeated, as if to himself, "it's okay."

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