Looking back and smiling

Chapter 1 Eighteen: Can't Escape

City C, in the Grand Theater.

"Chang'e in the Moon Palace is away from Bixiao, she is more beautiful with pear blossoms and rain. Her lips are like cherries, and her pink nose is like Qiongyao. She is as beautiful as a spring plum blossoming in auspicious snow, and her spirit is like an autumn moon reflecting on Chengmao..."

In the huge theater, there was no one in the audience, only an actor in Xiaosheng's costume was humming softly on the stage.

"Zhang Gong's body is so sad and sick, how can she stop her from being ashamed of her beautiful appearance. I mourn my parents for giving birth to me, and I burn incense to worship and pray. I wish that young lady will be favored, and my wife and matchmaker will not disturb each other."

Shaoxing Opera, Romance of the West Chamber.

There is no audience on the stage, and there are no lights. Only the skylights on both sides of the theater bring a little sunshine, so that the stage will not be completely dark.

The man fluttered his sleeves, as if his whole body was integrated into the play.He is not him anymore, he is just a scholar who is in love with Miss Cui Xiangguo now.

Even though there are no audiences now, he has this stage and this Shaoxing opera that belongs to him.

He sang so ecstatically that he didn't even notice that someone walked into the theater and sat in the front row.

At the end of the song, the lingering sound lingers, as if the beautiful voice is still in my ears.

"Papa papa." The people sitting under the stage applauded lightly.

The sun in the sky slanted slightly to the west, and the sunlight that came in through the skylight shone on the man's face. A pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes sparkled with a smile, and the heartless smile was still on his face.

When the people on the stage saw that smile, their eyes moved slightly, as if they had returned to the past.The same is true of that person, he was rehearsing in the theater, he was drinking milk tea in the audience, while watching himself rehearsing, and then when he went back, he was killing himself severely.

At that time, the smile on his face was the same.

Heartless, some commit crimes, and eat food.

"You're back." I haven't seen you for eight years, and I don't know how to say it. After thinking for a while, this is the only sentence I can say.

Yangzhou nodded and said, "Yes, I'm back."

"How are you doing in America?" An Ziyu got off the stage and sat beside Yang Zhou. "How about studying?"

"Graduated." These three words have already answered those two questions very well.

An Ziyu smiled and said, "Congratulations." He didn't ask any more questions, but just chatted with Yang Zhou about some homework, he didn't know that he would be such a mother-in-law.

In the eight years since Yangzhou went to the United States, he did not have his phone number and sent him several emails, but Yangzhou never replied.Think of the last words he said when he left--goodbye, my friend.He knew he was desperate.

They talked for a long time.

The night fell slowly, and the whole theater had become pitch black.

An Ziyu asked, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Yangzhou smiled and said, "Whatever you want."

An Ziyu sighed, and said, "When I asked you what you want to eat before, you never said it was casual."

Yang Zhou said with an unchanged smile: "So, that was before."

Yes, it was before.An Ziyu secretly thought, but didn't say it out loud.

"By the way, I don't have a place to live at night." Yangzhou said. "Isn't it convenient for Master An to give me a bed?"

An Ziyu said: "I don't reward you, why would you sleep on the street?"

Yangzhou smiled and said, "I will follow you."

"Let's go, stay with me." An Ziyu got up, "Have hot pot or barbecue later?"

Yangzhou smiled slightly, and said with the same two words: "Whatever."

"Then barbecue." An Ziyu said to Yang Zhou. "Wait for me, I'll go change." He was still wearing Xiaosheng's costume.

Soon An Ziyu changed his clothes and went to a nearby self-service barbecue restaurant to eat barbecue with Yangzhou.Perhaps because of his favorite taste, Yangzhou took a bunch of his favorite bacon and Orleans grilled wings, and ate them to his heart's content.An Ziyu sat opposite, just drinking the juice in the glass.

"Don't you want to eat?" Yang Zhou tilted his head, looking playfully at the clean bowl of the person opposite.

An Ziyu took a sip of juice and said, "I usually don't eat at night."

"That's such a pity, the taste of this restaurant is good." Yangzhou smiled.

An Ziyu also smiled, still drinking the juice.

After eating the barbecue, Yangzhou followed An Ziyu back to his residence.An Ziyu did not live in An's mansion, but bought a three-bedroom commercial house near the theater.

An Ziyu found out a set of clean pajamas and asked Yang Zhou to take a bath first, and he simply tidied up the other bedroom for him to live in.

After taking a shower, both of them went back to their houses.

It was already late at night, and in the master bedroom, there was only a dimly lit antique lamp on the dressing table.The hour hand of the quartz clock on the wall pointed to the position of 2. An Ziyu was still awake, sitting on the chair in front of the French window in the bedroom, quietly looking at the already silent city outside.

The door opened suddenly.

An Ziyu didn't look back, didn't even move, the bright moonlight slipped in through the window, outlining the face of the person sitting in front of the window, just like this moonlight, quiet and peaceful.

Yang Zhou walked in gently, sat on the edge of the bed, followed his gaze and looked out of the window.

Today's moonlight is beautiful. At night, the moon reflects her silver face in the mirror waves, and together with the neon lights in this vicissitudes of life, it plays the movement of the night.

Seeing that An Ziyu didn't intend to speak, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "I don't want to lie to you, and you also know the purpose of my coming back."

"Is this really okay?" An Ziyu asked. "Actually, Li Xiao really likes you."

"I understand. But everything is in the past, and it is impossible to go back to the past." Yangzhou leaned on the head of the bed. "I just want to get back everything that belongs to me."

"Have you decided?" An Ziyu turned his head slightly, looking at the man leaning on his bed.In fact, he has already discovered that in the past eight years, his facial features have opened up and become more beautiful.

Yang Zhou nodded, "When I know everything, I will make a decision."

"Sure enough, no matter how docile the rabbit looks, it is actually a wolf with blood from the Yang family." An Ziyu said calmly. "In the last few days of Sister Nisha, she quietly told me that you are a very scary person. Because no one knows what you are thinking."

Yangzhou just smiled slightly.

An Ziyu got up and took out a key from the drawer in front of the dressing table, went to the closet and opened a secret compartment inside. There was an envelope in the secret compartment. The top of the envelope was a little gray. This secret compartment should have not been opened for a long time. pass.

An Ziyu took out the envelope in the hidden compartment and handed it to Yangzhou, "Sister Nisha gave it to me the day you left."

Yang Zhou took the envelope curiously, opened it... Yang Zhou was stunned.Inside was a will, Yang Nisha left all of her 20.00% shares in Yuxing to Yangzhou.

"Hehe..." Yang Zhou suddenly laughed.

An Ziyu stood aside and silently looked at the laughing Yangzhou. After laughing for a while, Yangzhou's beautiful eyes were half closed, and he read the will carefully again, and then...

Yangzhou tore up that will.

Seeing Yangzhou's actions, An Ziyu was puzzled: "Why? This will should be very important to you. Although it only accounts for 20.00%50.00, it can almost influence the decision of Yuxing's board of directors." Although An Ziyu He doesn't understand these things in the market, but he also knows that the absolute controlling stake is more than 20.00%, and this [-]% already has a lot of voting power in the board of directors.

If Yangzhou wants to get back everything that originally belonged to him, this will is definitely an important bargaining chip for him and occupies a pivotal position.

Yang Zhou tossed the torn will up, and the shredded paper fell like snowflakes on the ground.

He tilted his head to look at An Ziyu, with a childlike smile on his face.

"Because..." He paused and said word by word. "Yangzhou is dead."

……

In front of the dressing table, Yang Zhou looked at his face in the mirror and smiled slightly.

Familiar yet unfamiliar, the lavender eyeshadow and cherry-colored lip gloss made the already beautiful face a bit feminine and charming. A rhinestone clip was pinned next to her burgundy curly hair, with a vow of loyalty to the queen.

An Ziyu was standing behind him holding the foundation brush, with a strange expression on his face. In the end, he threw the foundation brush on the dressing table, and sat down beside the bed without saying a word.

"Angry?" Yang Zhou touched his face. Although he and Yang Nisha had the same father and mother, they looked very similar, especially the pair of peach blossom eyes.It's just that Yang Zhou looked a little green and cute because his facial features hadn't developed yet, but now his facial features have grown and become more beautiful, and he is more similar to Yang Nisha. With simple makeup, this makes him look similar to Yang Nisha. Yang Nisha was no different during her lifetime.

An Ziyu sat on the bed and said in a muffled voice, "I'm not angry."

Yangzhou smiled lowly, got up and came to An Ziyu, bent down/body, half-squinting his peach blossom eyes and said: "Lies make your nose longer."

An Ziyu touched her nose subconsciously, but when she saw Yang Zhou lowering her head and grinning, she realized that she was being teased by him, and put down her nose-touching hand embarrassingly.

"Don't be angry." Yang Zhou gently scratched the bridge of An Ziyu's nose. "Getting angry will only make you age faster, so it's a pity for this beautiful face."

"It's the same after death anyway." An Ziyu said angrily.

"The key is that we are still alive." Yangzhou laughed.

An Ziyu raised his eyes slightly, looked at the friend who made him feel very strange with his phoenix eyes, and asked, "Are you still alive?"

Yang Zhou nodded slightly.

An Ziyu was completely angry, got up and grabbed the collar of Yangzhou's pajamas, and shouted: "You are just a pile of carrion now, you know? Why do you want to do this? Everything has returned to calm, why do you still want to kill him?" Turn it out. Li Xiao has been waiting for you for eight years, but you only want what he has in his hands when you come back! You have changed, you have really changed, and now you have to abandon your identity as a living, don't Forget, you are not Yang Nisha!"

"No, I'm Yang Nisha now." Yangzhou blinked innocently, looking at the angry An Ziyu. "Isn't this fun?"

"Fun ass!" An Ziyu rarely burst out.

"Hehehe..." Yangzhou smiled slightly, leaning forward slightly. "Then play fart."

Yang Zhou looked up at An Ziyu, his eyes were bright, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and there were two sweet spots.The bangs of the wig were a little long, and he gently stroked them behind the ears.

"Zhou..." As soon as An Ziyu opened his mouth, Yang Zhou gently tiptoed and kissed her.

An Ziyu's eyes suddenly widened, his mind went blank.Yangzhou skillfully used his tongue to pry open his teeth, sucked gently, stroked his lower back with one hand, and slowly inserted into his pants.

"Yangzhou!" An Ziyu, who came to his senses, pushed Yangzhou away and looked at him in disbelief. "Do you know what you're doing now?"

Yang Zhou was suddenly pushed away by An Ziyu, and his body was a little unsteady. After taking a few steps back, he took advantage of the situation and leaned against the closet beside him, looking at him with innocent eyes.

"Isn't it just doing some happy things, why are you so fierce." Yang Zhou said angrily.

An Ziyu said coldly, "Go out."

Yang Zhou lowered his eyebrows and smiled, instead of going out, he came to An Ziyu and said softly, "Are you really going to drive me out?"

An Ziyu said: "I'm sleepy, you should go back to sleep too."

Yang Zhou glanced at him, the smile on his face disappeared, and his half-down eyes made him look so pitiful, he sat gently on the side of the bed, said nothing, and looked down at the ground.

"Yangzhou..." An Ziyu said. "I'm really sleepy."

"I don't want to sleep alone." Yangzhou said. "When I'm alone, I really don't know if I'm still alive."

An Ziyu frowned slightly and said, "Don't do that."

Yangzhou pulled his pajamas, slightly raised his head and looked at him pitifully, begging: "Come with me?"

An Ziyu raised his hand, wanting to pull him out of the corner of his pajamas, but seeing the pitiful look in his eyes, he found that he couldn't refuse at all.

It seemed that at this very moment, he could no longer tell whether his feelings for Yangzhou were friendship or... something else.

Seeing that An Ziyu didn't refuse, Yang Zhou stood up and hooked his neck, kissed his earlobe lightly, and whispered, "Just once."

An Ziyu's body froze suddenly.

"You have been single all these years, why not indulge yourself once tonight." Yangzhou's pleasant voice became softer, with a trace of temptation, one hand had already penetrated into his pajama pants, gently stroking the already slightly The avatar/body looking up.

An Ziyu wanted to refuse, but the place where Yang Zhou touched him made him lose all strength, and a vague and indescribable feeling slowly invaded his whole body.

Yang Zhou is right, he has been single all along, and he is still a virgin, and he would not touch his part on weekdays.

"Zhouzhou..." His breathing was a little disordered, and his voice became hoarse. "Don't……"

"Hey, relax..." Yang Zhou lowered his voice, coaxing him softly, one hand had already taken off his pajama pants, and his fingertips were gently teasing through the panties.

"Hmm..." The numbness made him groan involuntarily.

Yangzhou raised his head slightly, looking at the person in front of him, Qingcheng's face was flushed with red tide, his half-closed phoenix eyes were covered with a layer of passion/desire, and there was also a trace of confusion.

Yangzhou lowered his eyes halfway, as if he didn't dare to look at him, and paused slightly for the hand that was caressing him.

"Zhouzhou..." An Ziyu called him softly, the remaining reason told him not to do this. "do not do that……"

"Hehe..." Yangzhou laughed suddenly, he looked up at him, quickly took off his clothes, without saying anything, he hooked his neck and kissed him.

The moonlight is cold, with a touch of coolness.

The shadows of the trees are mottled, and there is an indescribable loneliness.

Yang Zhou gently supported An Ziyu's waist, allowing him to slowly enter his body. Maybe he didn't like it, but passion/lust can indeed make people forget everything in time.

The moonlight shone in, and the shadows of the people reflected by the moonlight on the wall overlapped and lingered.

……

God, it gradually became clear.

Messy beds, pajamas and wigs were left on the floor.

An Ziyu sat naked/naked on the edge of the bed, and there were traces left by him on the bed.Yangzhou was sleeping beside him, and his lower body still had some dull pain, but he didn't pay much attention to it, and looked at An Ziyu's profile with a pair of bright eyes.

"I'm sorry." An Ziyu said slowly.

Yangzhou smiled lowly, "It's obvious that I seduced you, why do you have to apologize."

An Ziyu turned his head slightly to look at Yang Zhou who was sleeping on the bed, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Yang Zhou stretched out a hand and gently stroked his back.Yang Zhou's hands were very cold, and when his fingertips just touched his skin, his body trembled slightly, Yang Zhou slowly moved down along the spine on his back, and stopped at the waist.

After a long time, Yang Zhou said, "I'm used to it, so I don't feel any pain anymore."

An Ziyu's eyes flickered, took a deep breath, and asked in a calm tone as much as possible: "Is this the real reason why you left Li Xiao?" The hand at the waist was trembling slightly, and he grasped the trembling hand and sighed. "Why bother."

"From forced to voluntary, I don't remember how many people I have had sex with." Yang Zhou said lightly, as if he was talking about a very common thing, but his trembling hands betrayed his heart.

"Zhouzhou..." An Ziyu didn't know how to comfort him. He lived abroad alone for eight years without any support. When he was hurt, he could only lick his wounds.

"But they are very gentle, even if they are forced." Yang Zhou smiled, but it was a bitter smile. "Fortunately, this body can still do some business." Seeing that An Ziyu's face darkened, Yang Zhou joked with a smile. "Don't worry, I wore condoms when I was with them. I didn't catch any bad diseases."

"Stop laughing!" An Ziyu shouted suddenly.

Yang Zhou was taken aback for a moment, he had to go back to sleep when he got up and pulled his lower/body injury.Although he was used to it, it was the first time for An Ziyu, and his back was more or less injured.

"What's wrong?" Yang Zhou asked.

An Ziyu said: "Stop forcing a smile, cry if you want to."

Yangzhou smiled and said, "I didn't want to cry."

"Don't lie." An Ziyu said coldly.

Yangzhou was still smiling, but tears flowed out of his eyes inexplicably.

"Huh? Why is it raining in my eyes? I really don't want to cry... I don't want to cry..." Yang Zhou only felt his heart ache, his face was covered with tears, but he still had a smile on his face. "I... so strange, my eyes are really raining..."

An Ziyu looked at him indifferently.

Yang Zhou seemed to think of something, his heart constricted for a while, and his hands tightly clutched the bed sheet under him...

"When I first went to the United States, I rented a cheap house in a small town before school started. The landlord was an uncle in his 40s. That night, he came to my house...I still remember... ...He tore my clothes crazily, I cried and begged him, and he pressed me down hard..." The hand holding the bed sheet became tighter. "It hurt so bad... so painful... I really don't know what to do..."

"Zhouzhou..." An Ziyu's heart trembled, and he bent down/body gently hugged Yangzhou. "I'm sorry to remind you of something unpleasant."

"Unhappy? There's no way you're unhappy." Yang Zhou let go of the bed sheet, with the same smile on his face. "Afterwards, the landlord didn't charge my rent, and even treated me to a steak."

"Zhouzhou... I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." An Ziyu felt distressed for a while, and he gently wiped away the tears on his face with the back of his hand.

"Sometimes the person you have sex with is one person, sometimes two people, sometimes three or four people." Yangzhou said lightly. "My body is not clean anymore. This dilapidated body is so dirty that even I despise it. I just hope that in my father's mind, I am still that unworldly foodie. I don't want my father to see this dilapidated body... I do not want……"

An Ziyu felt uncomfortable, he did not expect Yangzhou to experience these things in the United States.It was a strange country, and his knowledge of that country was limited to TV and history books.

Tears were still flowing silently, and Yang Zhou's eyes gradually dimmed. He looked at An Ziyu who was holding him, and suddenly pushed him away like an electric shock, and retreated to the corner.

"What did I do...what did I do...Ziyu, I...I don't know why I did this..." Yangzhou's pupils were dilated, he shook his head desperately, his body twitched like a sieve, and pulled a Scared little beast.He kept rubbing his body with his hands, the place where he was rubbed was already red, and he was still rubbing vigorously. "It's so dirty...it's really dirty...this body is so dirty..."

"Yangzhou!"

"Slap!" An Ziyu suddenly waved his hand and slapped him on the cheek.

Yang Zhou was stunned for a moment, his eyes gradually became focused, and he gradually calmed down.

An Ziyu gently embraced him, kissed his eyes, and whispered, "Don't think so much, I will be with you."

Yang Zhou raised his eyes, and tears flowed out again.

An Ziyu smiled at him.

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