Dad's Romance

As for who Lin Yuxian's boyfriend is, Han Ke has squatted on campus forums. Some people analyzed that it is Qu Yao, a classmate of their Academy of Fine Arts. His hair is longer than Lin Yuxian's, and it is past his shoulders. Recently, someone outside the school Saw them blatantly entering and leaving the hotel.

Originally, it was not a big deal for two big men to go in and out of the hotel at the same time, but everyone has seen Lin Yuxian kissing photos with the same sex, and this incident itself is very interesting.

Han Ke repeatedly analyzed the sneak photo. The hair of the mysterious person is not that long, so it should not be Qu Yao.

Rounding off, Lin Xianxian had at least two boyfriends during college.

With a sense of punishment, Han Ke withdrew his promise to accompany Lin Yuxian to stay in Haishi for the New Year. His eyes were frozen like a dead fish, and he said indifferently: "I will practice in the 'eclipse' in advance during the winter vacation. If there is no accident, next year You will be living off-campus for the first half of the year, so I advise you to reconcile with your uncles and aunts early and get back on the 'right track'."

"On the right track" was accentuated a little bit by his deliberately frustrating tone, mixed with that unclear look in the eyes, the effect of eating is comparable to sulfuric acid that scorches the stomach.

Lin Yuxian replied sickly: "Forget about being on the right track, I have been off the track for so many years, and I have already built a villa in the crooked way. Don't mention it, the air is fresh and the scenery is pleasant, which is much better than the 'on the right track' .”

In this sentence, three points are anger at not seeing him for half a year, and seven points are nameless anger at him having something to do with the "lunar eclipse".The "eldest princess" of the "eclipse" had irritated him many times behind the scenes, and when they met, she would say "Yo, why don't you accompany your man".

Do you want to say "My man is Jiang Wei, are you so blind".

Most of the school knew that Zheng Beixi had something wrong with "Jiang Wei", how could the deity himself not know?He also intentionally shot at someone else, whether it was premeditated or unintentional.

Lin Yuxian put him in the scum camp, squinted at him and said, "Small-eyed donkey, Han Ke, change your name, don't say 'stick to your own opinions', 'stick to the rules', you are so bold, just change your name." Han Haofang. No, it doesn’t sound good, it doesn’t match your face.”

He thought and thought: "Let's call him Han Xiaofang."

Han Ke's heart sank, and sure enough he turned into a donkey with small eyes.

Lin Yuxian tidied up the broken body that might have been cracked by Han Ke, put on a coat indiscriminately, and limped to go out to breathe. Han Ke saw that he was so crooked that he was a little sick, grabbed his wrist, and said with concern: "What's the matter with you, have you caught a cold? I'll take you to have a look."

Lin Yuxian shook off his hand: "Look at you bastard."

Purely fueling the flames, throwing firecrackers in the sewer.

Lin Yuxian limped away without turning his head. At the corner of the corridor, he saw the annoying Zheng Beixi. She was wearing a bright red windbreaker, her lips looked like a child who had just eaten a meal, and her face was not as cold and arrogant as usual. A little flustered.She leaned her head against the wall and greeted him softly.

She watched Lin Yuxian leave clapping freely and freely, then suddenly smiled arrogantly, and said to herself: "Han Ke."

She overheard it at the door.

In Lin Yuxian's future memories, he finally poked God's back one day and suddenly realized: it must be on Christmas Eve that these two secretly plotted against Chen Cang.

The turning point indeed began here. On the third day of Han Ke’s internship in the “eclipse”, he couldn’t sleep because he accidentally drank a cup of coffee that was replaced on the desk. When he woke up, he was already lying in a strange hotel.

It was an executive suite, with fluttering window screens, musk and orchid mist floating in the air, and a strong smell of blood.

This smell is too familiar to him.

He pinched his throbbing temples, with a dazed expression on his face, he hurriedly looked down at the clothes on his body, they were intact.

I slept together last night, so the "grand event" on my 19th birthday night should not have happened.

"Han Ke." A soft voice came from the living room outside the bedroom.

He quickly got off the bed and followed the voice into the living room in a daze.

Who the hell knows his real name.

Zheng Beixi was wearing a layer of white gauze, and she was sitting on the sofa with a teacup on her pink cheeks. She glanced at a few dead fish lying in a pool of blood next to her, and said, "You scared me yesterday. You fished the fish out of the pool in the hotel lobby and killed them, but luckily it was late at night, so what should you do if someone sees you?"

"What did you just call me?"

"Han Ke."

"How did I get here?"

"Don't you remember, no wonder, what happened last night is not surprising." Zheng Beixi said with a smile.

Han Ke stared at the corpses of the fish in disbelief. Their death conditions were extremely violent, and their internal organs were wrapped in layers, and the scarlet blood permeated the memories of the night of June 6st.

The pain in his body burned quickly, and he seemed to see the souls of a family wearing white robes, passing by his side one by one, and missed it again.

Han Ke stared fiercely at Xiao Wu who was lying on the ground rubbing his head, and asked sharply, "Did you do it?!"

Xiao Wu shook his head: "I just woke up, so I don't remember."

Zheng Beixi thought that Han Ke was questioning her, picked up the tea bag in the cup, curled his legs and leaned on the sofa, forced a smile and said: "Is it your usual style to shirk things on others? Well, just like your family The case is the same, tell the police that you witnessed the murderer, but why are you still alive, is there really such a kind person who will let you go."

These words were like a machete with a barb, piercing Han Ke's shattered heart with precision.

He became the most insignificant dust.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Han Ke's heart and intestines were melted away by her bit by bit-this name must be kept a secret, at least Li Hui and Hu Zongyi who were in the enemy camp with her must not know, even if they had no direct relationship with her father's death.

The slightest difference in all the schemes is because of the one-ten-thousandth possibility, and he can't afford to bet.

Zheng Beixi: "How dare I do anything, Han Ke, what if you can't think about it and kill me too?"

She seemed to be single-mindedly determined that the murder was written by him, with proud eyes, "It's really scary that you go crazy, but you don't remember anything." She said with a sneer, "So you are a spiritual person." split?"

Lin Xianxian also asked him this question.

——Do you remember nothing?

There are also sleepwalking and fragments that appear several times, but he has never been drunk.

Today, here and now, recalling that extremely absurd "multiple choice question", did it really happen?Or is it a lie he made up to convince others and himself.

"Who else knows my name?" Han Ke asked coldly.

"It's just me, don't worry, I won't tell anyone else, as long as you promise me one thing."

"Say."

"Graduate and marry me, I like you."

In August 2023, Lin Yuxian's roommate, Qu Yao, who has turned into a photographer, introduced him to a strange job: drama set design.

Under the instigation of others, he did not mention the name of "Yu Ziqi", but only said that someone took a fancy to the paintings he put on the auction house a few years ago and felt that this job was suitable for him.

Qu Yao was combing his hair in the bathroom. In the mirror, he had narrow eyes and a handsome face, but he liked to gently uncover Lin Yuxian's scars.

"At the beginning, others lied to you to pay hundreds of thousands of agency fees before you were willing to hang the painting, but now it is worth the money." He walked to Lin Yuxian's door, and was speechless for a long time facing the room that seemed to have been blown by a hurricane , "I said, it's time to get back on track."

This word, Lin Yuxian heard a shadow, reminding him of the villa built in crooked ways.

From the day Han Ke disappeared, the world has long been turned upside down into an unbearable state for him.

He also wants to learn to live a good life, but even his "Han Xiaofang" leaves without looking back. The story that happened between them a few years ago is like a wound that cannot heal after being bitten by a poisonous snake.

Every day without his hug is like being shot.

Tong Yangfu, who lives in the attic, cooks every meal for himself, has been reborn several times, and has already flown light-years away in a rocket.And when he came back, he changed his status as a star and changed his name, but he didn't contact him.

He froze and zoomed in on the picture with "Yu Ziqi" in it, and hugged it in his arms before falling asleep, but he still didn't hear from him.

Qu Yao is still shaking his determination: "Draw a few pictures, and you can get 30 yuan. I regret changing careers. In a group, the photographer's labor is only less than [-] yuan. Such a big fat sheep, kill it quickly!" .”

"I don't deserve it." Lin Yuxian's back was bare, white and fragrant, and his fingers were like dry wood due to the sudden weight loss.

Qu Yao stared at that hand for a long time, and his compassion made it rare for him to cook a meal. He put the food on the bedside, and changed the method of intimidation: "Since you want to match him, You should work hard. Otherwise... just follow me."

Lin Yuxian looked at the burnt braised pork with distaste, and it smelled like stinky feet. He got up, stretched his arms, and sat on the side of the bed in a daze.

"Please explain to me again, how do other people see me?"

Qu Yao: "Do you still remember the painting that almost won the award, "Half Ocean, Half Blaze", in which the body of the person in the painting was cut into two parts and couldn't be fastened together. No, it was half head to half foot. Back then you Explain to me that the painting is of a divided soul."

"Well, I feel it."

"Exactly, the theme of the play is probably schizophrenia, and you hit it off right away." Qu Yao seemed not to want to waste his rare culinary skills, squatting at his feet, chasing after him: "Hurry up, eat, you will obey me. "

This meal can't be lifted even if it is dipped in millet pepper.

Lin Yuxian looked at Qu Yao with scorching eyes: "Who gave you the courage to rely on this meal to spoil your brother and me." He showed off Tong Yangfu who was a good cook a few years ago, "My taste buds have long since been People are picky about feeding."

He paused for a long time and said, "I'll go, is there a group?"

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