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The thin smoke in the small cubicle covered the faces of the two of them, Yu Minglang felt his throat was slightly astringent, he wanted to say something, but it was stuck in his throat and he couldn't spit it out.

Qi Sen's hands trembled, and the soot fell on the floor, merging with wet water droplets.

"you······"

His pupils trembled, and his expression changed from dull to slightly startled. He obviously recognized Yu Minglang. The boy in front of him had deep eyebrows, porcelain white skin, and clear cheek lines. How could he forget such an outstanding appearance.

Yu Minglang quickly and tremblingly grabbed his wrist holding the cigarette, Qi Sen was taken aback, and subconsciously struggled.

"what are you doing?"

But Yu Minglang's eyes were staring at him without blinking. He looked at Qi Sen's face, his heart trembled slightly, his body trembled, excitement mixed with a little nervousness swept over his whole body, his current appearance seemed to be true. It's very weird.

When he spoke again, Yu Minglang's tone was a little choked up: "I see."

Qi Sen raised his eyebrows, what do you know?

The postures of the two were strange, the taller one was pressed against the wall by the shorter one, his scalp stuck to the tiles.

They stared at each other like this, for a while, Yu Minglang slowly pulled down his hand holding the cigarette, took a puff on the wet cigarette holder, and opened his mouth to spit it on his face.

"Borrow a cigarette."

He has smoked cigarettes several times without addiction, which is funny to say, just out of curiosity, so he bought a pack at a convenience store. He choked half to death when he smoked it for the first time, and he tasted a little taste later, but this time the cigarette , but he inexplicably felt a little sweet, so sweet that it went to the bottom of his heart.

He wiped off the soot on Qi Sen's chest with his fingers, moving slowly, Qi Sen frowned, and grabbed his wrist with his hand, as if thinking about it, his tone was a little uncertain: "Yu, Yu Minglang?"

Yu Minglang was a little disappointed, but his eyes were still closed together with a smile: "Well, my name is Yu Minglang."

Qi Sen was well-bred, even if he was offended in this way, he still patiently pushed the person away slowly, keeping a certain distance between them, Yu Minglang leaned against the wall with a smile on his lips, he saw Qi Sen's There is a fine line between the eyebrows, which is a sign of a person who is a little annoyed.

He lowered his head, took out a pack of cigarettes from his coat pocket, and handed them all to Yu Minglang, including a metallic lighter. He said, "Take it, go to the next door."

Yu Minglang looked at his knuckle fingers, and while admiring the beauty of those fingers, he said to him in a rascally way: "No."

Qi Sen pinched his brows wearily, threw the cigarette butt into the trash can, and was about to push him out.

Yu Minglang played with the lighter, and suddenly asked: "Why are you here?"

Qi Sen looked at him sideways: "What?"

Yu Minglang's eyes were thoughtful, and his brows were slightly raised: "Why did you come here?"

Qi Sen: "Brought by a friend."

He clicked the lighter and said casually, "Only people in the circle will come to this party."

"Are you?"

Qi Sen: "What is it?"

Yu Minglang smiled so that he showed a row of neat teeth, and he looked very innocent: "Don't pretend, you know it all."

Qi Sen's hand holding the doorknob gradually weakened, and slowly fell to his side. His eyes were fixed on the floor, and it took him a long time before he said, "No."

Yu Minglang sneered: "You lied to me."

People who are not from this circle, how could they come to this party.

Qi Sen looked a little annoyed, he lowered his voice: "No, I'm really not, I'm just..."

He suddenly got stuck in the middle of speaking, there was no sound from the huge toilet, only Yu Minglang's eyes seemed to be smiling, Qi Sen opened his mouth and stopped talking, even he felt that such an explanation was too pale, after all he came After coming here, he was even dragged onto the stage to dance, although he was coerced.

He was speechless, his eyes widened, and he asked with a sneer, "What are you doing here?"

Yu Minglang calmly took out a cigarette from the cigarette box, lit it for himself, and the sparks were bright: "Why do you think I am here?"

He took a sip from his mouth and half-closed his eyes: "The purpose is the same as yours, I'm gay."

He shook his cigarette: "Oh, no, it may be a double. After all, I can't restrain my sexuality. I only know that I like men now."

Qi Sen was slightly surprised, he didn't expect that Yu Minglang was so calm, the white smoke spit out from his pale pink lips, it was so taboo and beautiful, even Qi Sen himself was stunned.

Yu Minglang took two deep breaths and lowered his hand, he looked Qi Sen straight in the eyes, and smiled: "I don't care about this, we are different, I am not a deep cabinet."

How could he not care? Before this, he was afraid to face it because of fear. He still cares now. After all, he has a father like that who can turn clouds and rain, make him a marionette, and control him all the time. Speaking of this, I'm just betting on whether Qi Sen is the same as him.

Sure enough, these words were a little threatening, and they worked. I saw Qi Sen took two steps back stiffly, leaning against the wall, covering his eyes with his hands, as if he was struggling. Yu Minglang felt that he was really a little boy. Man, but he doesn't care.

"Don't tell anyone," he said, with a pause, "don't tell the people at school."

He looked at Yu Minglang through the gap, the corners of his mouth were tense, and his tone was weak: "What exactly do you want?"

I saw that the corners of the eyes and mouth of the person who was very indifferent just now were all slumped, and he looked aggrieved: "Don't get me wrong, I don't know what to do, I just want to stay with you for a while, just for a while."

Yu Minglang closed his eyes, as if the threat just now hadn't happened, he said weakly: "Just for a while, okay, go out when the smoke is gone."

Qi Sen was stunned again, Yu Minglang had changed too much before and after, he looked completely two people, maybe it wasn't because he was dazzled just now, where did the casual, indifferent and a little arrogant boy go?And the meaning of his words, Qi Sen chewed repeatedly but couldn't figure out why, what does this mean?Why spend more time with yourself?

"What do you mean?"

The cigarette butt was caught in Yu Minglang's fingertips, burning slowly, he turned his head away and did not speak, but the base of his ears turned red, but in the shadow that Qi Sen could not see, there was an indescribable look in his eyes, determined to win, but also With a little smile.

His lips trembled, and he maximized the effect of this skin. What Yu Minglang can do best is to grasp the degree. He is hateful but kind, cunning but kind, he can push people, but he won't push people too much. Tight, and one more thing is very similar to his father, no matter what he likes, he has to get it, by any means, he let out a long breath, even he feels that he is too bad.

But his tone was cautious and tentative, and his eyes rolled up: "I just want to stay with you for a while."

Qi Sen's throat moved, and he asked the same question as before: "What do you mean?"

Yu Minglang blinked, his ears became redder, and his voice trembled: "Qisen, I like you."

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Hahaha, it’s finally possible to update daily. I got home very late last night, so I didn’t update it. Today’s share is slipping away~