Invalid confession

"Good Jiang Heng, we will settle the bill later," Shao Hanye suddenly shouted, "Open the door!"

Ji Qulin immediately patched his feet on the door, soon there were scolding voices other than music.

Jiang Heng felt like his heart was about to jump out.

Shao Hanye wrapped his trembling hands holding the camera, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Jiang Heng looked up at him, "Okay."

As soon as the door was opened, what made Jiang Heng more unbearable than the blinding laser lights was the tangy smell of smoke and mixed stench, which could not be blocked even through a thick mask.

Shao Hanye turned on the exhaust fan and didn't close the door again. He had already booked all the other private rooms on this floor.

Ji Qulin picked up his cell phone and dialed the police.

"Jiang Heng?" Feng Zhifeng cursed on the sofa, "What the hell are you recording?"

The few boys sitting on the sofa next to Feng Zhifeng didn't react as much as he did. Shao Hanye and the others came in and didn't intend to stop, or maybe they were already unconscious.

"Just fucking record you!" Ji Qulin yelled after finishing the phone call, "Damn! You fucking suck this thing, does your father who knows how to make false accounts all day long know?"

"You fucking curse--" Feng Zhifeng was about to stand up, but they had been sucking here for a long time, his legs went limp, and he sank back into the sofa.

Shao Hanye chuckled, "Your father must regret having such a son as you."

Feng Zhifeng seemed to be unable to bear others scolding him. He touched the table a few times with confused eyes, picked up a wine bottle, and smashed it hard on the edge of the table. The broken liquid sprayed out from the middle of the bottle. It reflected Feng Zhifeng's face that was neither human nor ghost.

And just before the wine bottle pointed sharply at his own neck, Shao Hanye kicked the wine bottle away, and even his hand was kicked unconscious.

"Fuck," Shao Hanye rubbed the soles of his shoes on the ground, "What a fucking useless piece of trash."

"Who are you? Who the hell are you? Jiang Heng! You are fucking dead! Your father doesn't-"

Feng Zhifeng's mouth was bloodied by Shao Hanye's fist, "If you dare to say another word, try it."

Jiang Heng lowered the camera and looked worriedly at Shao Hanye who was flexing his wrist.

Shao Hanye gave him a comforting look.

Ji Qulin "hissed" with a toothache at the side, and quickly got Shao Hanye's eye knife.

"Let's record it," Shao Hanye said softly, "There's no rush, you can record it more carefully. After recording, let's go upstairs to play. I've reserved a private room."

Jiang Heng paused slightly with the hand holding the camera, for a moment, he said: "Okay."

The reserved private room is on the third floor. According to the waiter, this private room is the most expensive here. Jiang Heng doesn't understand this, but as soon as he enters, he can clearly feel the difference from the one just now.

The black gold business model is more advanced than the cool pink and purple downstairs, even without dazzling lights.

Jiang Heng originally thought that for Shao Hanye, who was such an unscrupulous person, the private room he booked would definitely be more unscrupulous than the one downstairs, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

Shao Hanye always seemed to be like this, with a meticulous heart hidden under his rough appearance.

Shao Hanye took the camera off Jiang Heng's neck and handed it to Ji Qulin, "Put it away."

Seeing that Jiang Heng was looking at him, he pinched Jiang Heng's chin, curled his mouth and asked, "Did you think I was so handsome just now?"

Jiang Heng was a little confused by his sudden action.

Ji Qulin coughed lightly, went to find the microphone, and went to order songs.

Jiang Heng's face slowly turned red, and he said without denying, "Yes."

Shao Hanye laughed suddenly, let go of his hand, and put it on Jiang Heng's shoulder casually, "I can be more handsome, but I can't let you see it with your own eyes. It's a pity."

Jiang Heng sat down with Shao Hanye, "Is it when you play e-sports?"

Shao Hanye poured a glass of wine, "Yes, I always thought that I was the most handsome at that time."

He took a sip and smiled, "Of course, I'm usually handsome, but I don't have the feeling of shining, because the only thing I love from the bottom of my heart is e-sports."

Jiang Heng looked at Shao Hanye's exquisite and smooth jaw line, and his mind was full of thoughts.

He actually wanted to tell Shao Hanye that he felt the same way when he saw him on the field for the first time, but he didn't know what to say next after he said this, "You are really suitable E-sports? Or, do you belong to the arena?"

But they all know that none of this will happen again, and life will eventually return to the right track. Everyone has different missions, and the love of family members should not be let down. Dreams that have been realized are precious.

Focusing on the future is what they should really do at this moment, and continuing to empathize with Shao Hanye will only make him continue to fall into the pain of memories and regrets.

"You said that I am the best in your eyes." Jiang Heng also poured himself a glass, "Did you lie?"

Shao Hanye's eyes fell on the wine glass in Jiang Heng's hand, and then he couldn't help but look at his whole body.

Even in regular clothes, Jiang Heng can wear them with the same sense of spotless regularity as school uniforms. It is a sense of distance that will attract your eyes when you see them from a distance, but if you take a step forward, you will not have the sense of distance.

But now, such a cold person is using his slender and distinct knuckles to hold the wine glass that reveals his humanity.

Confused, hazy, gentle, indifferent.

Such a sense of contrast really made Shao Hanye unable to move his eyes away.

"Of course," Shao Hanye heard himself say, "I never lie to you."

Jiang Heng smiled and took a sip of his wine, "Then if I say, you are the same in my eyes? What about you, you are all shining, from the first time I saw you to the time we met For so long now, no matter what you do, you are always shining."

Ji Qulin's cries have been vividly displayed in a song that is inseparable from each other.

Shao Hanye took the cup in Jiang Heng's hand and drank it in one gulp, "You are not suitable for drinking, you can try it."

Jiang Heng said seriously: "Did you hear what I just said?"

Shao Hanye put down his wine glass and handed him a microphone, "I heard it, and it was very clear."

Jiang Heng felt a little embarrassed, looked up at Shao Hanye, and asked what he said just now, "Why, I'm not suitable for drinking?"

Shao Hanye rubbed his chin and laughed, "You're familiar, baby."

"If you die, you will--" Ji Qulin burst out.

Jiang Heng moved his ears closer, "What did you just say?"

Shao Hanye looked down at his red ears, couldn't hold back, and wanted to tease him.

He raised his hand and rubbed Jiang Heng's earlobe, "It's nothing."

Jiang Heng froze there, obviously he didn't hear what Shao Hanye said, but he didn't want to ask any more questions.

After Jiang Heng got up, he held the microphone tightly in his hand and walked towards Ji Qulin.

Shao Hanye looked at Jiang Heng who had the same hands and feet from behind, and smiled for a long time, it was so cute.

"If you don't get to the bottom of it, don't--what the hell!" Ji Qulin looked at Jiang Heng's flushed face in shock, "Brother Jiang, did you find time to go to the equator?"

Shao Hanye laughed loudly from behind.

Jiang Heng rubbed his hot earlobe, "I'm not going to be faster than a rocket."

Ji Qulin smiled, "Brother Jiang, you are so humorous."

"You're also humorous," Jiang Heng said, "Brother Ji."

"It doesn't have to be called that." Ji Qulin looked helpless.

The microphones of the two were back and forth, and they were standing still close. Jiang Heng felt that his eardrums were about to explode, but the more obvious feeling was the soles of his feet that were gradually fluttering than the eardrums.

"You sing, I'll go to the toilet." Jiang Heng said.

"Okay," Ji Qulin also said into the microphone, "You go, I'll wait for you."

Jiang Heng continued to use the microphone to say: "What are you waiting for me?"

"I'll wait for you to sing—" Ji Qulin's microphone was snatched away by Shao Hanye, followed by Jiang Heng's.

"Let's go," Shao Hanye put his arm around Jiang Heng's shoulders, and threw the microphone to Ji Qulin, "I happen to be going too."

Jiang Heng nodded obediently.

Shao Hanye came out after going to the toilet. He had washed his hands for a long time, but Jiang Heng didn't come out.

Shao Hanye called inside, "Squad leader."

No one should.

Shao Hanye sighed, luckily he had just memorized the compartment Jiang Heng entered.

Knocked a few times on the door with his knuckles, "Jiang Heng, open the door."

"Hmm~" Jiang Heng replied softly, and after a while, he opened the door of the compartment.

The author has something to say:

Jiang Heng: "Alcohol is so strong, a little can make you dizzy like this."

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