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He only felt his heart tense, and quickly swipe down the interface, all kinds of taunts and jokes stood in line, from the beginning to the bottom of the page.

"There are people like this in our school. It's shameless. It's okay to be gay, but you don't have to be ashamed to do this kind of thing in public."

"This kind of person should be expelled. Staying in the school is simply ruining the school spirit!"

"Huh? This classmate Q seems to be from the class next door to ours. He is quite handsome. Does it really mean that everyone who is good-looking should go to the base?"

"I know this person, and I usually feel that he is a good person..."

Abusive people, theatergoers, and even a small group stood up to speak for Qi Sen, colorfully covering the entire screen, those words hurt Yu Minglang's eyes, he suddenly shivered, how much Qi Sen had watched ?

Was it Yu Zhengyan who did it?In the underground garage, there were only their father and son. Their photos were posted on the Internet, but their own was coded. The person who did this obviously did not want to disclose his information. The target of the attack was Qi Sen. That person Didn't want to get involved with him.

You don't need to think about the answer, but this method is very naive, and it looks a bit weird when it is applied to Yu Zhengyan, but it is also the simplest and most straightforward way to destroy a person. Homosexuality is nothing, but It's no longer a matter of sexuality when things get so big. Everyone knows that the mess is so ugly that it can't be closed in private. If the school comes forward, Qi Sen's end...

He turned off the page, calmly picked up the phone and dialed Qi Sen's number again, but the other party was still off, the phone fell to the ground, Yu Minglang rubbed his hair irritably, he called Zheng Sining again, but After the other party picked it up, he just sneered a few words, and finally said "Don't hurt him anymore, stay as far away from him as you can!", and hung up the phone.

Don't hurt him...

He stared at the phone for a while, then stood up suddenly, walked to the window, looked down from the second floor, there was a yellowish soft grass below, surrounded by complicated branches and shrubs, with the unique bleakness of winter, but Because of the careful care of the gardeners, it does not look ugly.Yu Minglang pressed his fingers tightly on the top of the window, the cold wind blowing towards his face, blowing his bangs on his forehead, his eyes stared into the distance, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Yu Minglang escaped from Yu's house, picked up a set of worker's clothes in the gardener's utility room, and put them on indiscriminately. He grew up here, and he is very clear about where the surveillance is weak. Bypassing those places, I turned out of the bushes in the backyard, followed a path, and fled to the foot of the mountain.

He threw Yu Zhengyan's threats to the back of his mind, regardless of the consequences of being discovered, and how furious Yu Zhengyan would be if he found out, there was only one person in his mind, Qi Sen.

When Ajie saw Yu Minglang like this in the coffee shop, he was so startled that he couldn't speak for a long time. He only said half of the welcome sentence, and the other half was swallowed abruptly. The boy in proper worker's attire, he can be described as embarrassed, with disheveled hair, nondescript clothes on his body, cheeks flushed by the cold wind, because he was too hasty and fell a few times on the road, with a The bloodstains made the unclean clothes dusty, only the eyes, covered by the dust, were still so bright, but with a cold light...

Ajie: "You dress like this, cosplay?"

The young man was not in the mood to joke with him, his solemn face made people a little nervous: "Do you know where Qi Sen is?"

Ajie was stunned for a moment: "Qisen?"

"Is he at work? I want to see him."

Ajie frowned suspiciously: "This kid has taken leave for a long time and hasn't come to work for a long time. What do you want him for?"

Yu Minglang took a step back, with a trace of confusion visible to the naked eye, he murmured: "I'm asking for leave..."

A Jie hummed: "I asked for leave, what can you do with him? You can call him."

Yu Minglang shook his head, feeling a little dazed. He suddenly thought of something and grabbed Ajie's sleeve: "Then...then do you know where his house is? The exact location, which building and which floor..."

Ajie looked at Yu Minglang, who was a bit out of control, with a strange expression: "Wait, I'll go and have a look, I remember there is an employee registration book."

"It was not allowed to be shown to others," Ajie said while turning over, "but you and Qi Sen..."

He chuckled: "It's a family member, you can watch it."

"You two had a fight?"

Yu Minglang didn't answer, his eyes closely followed Ajie's fingers.

"found it."

Ajie handed him the notebook: "Take a photo, or you will forget it later."

"Thank you."

According to the address given by Ajie, Yu Minglang came to the downstairs of Qi Sen's house. Qi Sen lived on the fourth floor. Looking from downstairs, he could see that the light in his living room was still on, and he could vaguely see someone moving. .

He almost jogged upstairs, obviously there was an elevator, but the stairs he took were only on the fourth floor. When he reached the door of Qisen's house, he was almost out of breath. He didn't make the decision to knock on the door until his breathing became easier. But the moment his hand was about to knock down, he stopped again. He suddenly felt frightened, and that fear was magnified countless times when he stood in front of this brown-red door.

Just when he was hesitating, the door opened from the inside, and Qi Sen put his hand on the door, as if preparing to go out, the movement stopped abruptly the moment he saw Yu Minglang.

"Zison..."

Yu Minglang looked at him and murmured.

Qi Sen was stunned for a moment, his expression quickly changed from surprise to gloomy, his eyes subconsciously glanced into the door, stood up, and quickly closed the door.

"Why are you here?"

His hand was still on the door, and Lao Gao frowned.

Yu Minglang took a step forward, but before he got close, he was blocked by Qi Sen's hand, his face turned to one side: "Don't come over."

Qi Sen's resisting action made Yu Minglang's face turn pale, his pale and dry lips moved, but he didn't utter a single syllable for a long time, because he didn't know what he wanted to say, apology?He didn't put that photo up, and Qi Sen did the forced kiss. He had no reason to apologize. Although he was the cause of the incident, he was also a victim just like Qi Sen.explain?Explain what, the relationship between him and Zhu Ya, or the 20 days of indifference, is too pale for him to speak.

Qi Sen's brows frowned into a word: "You shouldn't have come here."

"I..." I'm worried about you.

Qi Sen almost said to him in a urging tone, "Go quickly."

As if sighing, but resolutely, he called out his name, "Yu Minglang."

"You should be at Yu's house now, this is not the place for you."

"Your phone is turned off, I can't reach you..."

"I saw the post..."

His words made Qi Sen's face change: "Did you see it?"

A few seconds later, a cruel smile appeared on Qi Sen's face: "And then?"

Just like in the underground parking lot, Yu Minglang said to him: "And then?"

He lifted up the hat of his sweater and put it on his head. The shadow covered his face. He put his big hands on Yu Minglang's shoulders and gently pushed him aside: "I still have some things to do. I have to leave first. I can't accompany you." You're here talking about such useless stuff."

He turned his head and hooked his lips: "This matter has nothing to do with you. I did it myself. You don't have to come and talk to me in such a low voice."

"Mingming, let's go back."

With his back to Yu Minglang, Qi Sen hid his face in the hat, and said, "It's none of your business, it's all about me."

"You did nothing wrong."

"It's always been me who was wrong. I was too impulsive. I clearly know that it is impossible for us now to have any results."

He took a deep breath: "Now, let's do it."

The author has something to say:

emmmmmmm.The plot is here, it can be regarded as a breakthrough, a turning point, I feel that it will be over in another forty chapters hahahaha!I have already thought about the name of the next novel, but my intuition tells me that it won’t be so fast, let’s just code honestly~