[Quick Travel] Black Moonlight Whitening Plan

The embarrassment of discovering the most private secret made Lu Chuan's ears turn red.

Unexpectedly, Song Xinghe, who is as warm as the sun on the surface, actually has such a coquettish hobby behind his back.

It's really...you can't judge people by their appearances.

After confirming that the two of them didn't find him, Lu Chuan kept his breathing to a minimum, and then tiptoed away.

The guess in his heart has been confirmed, and the rest is the personal grievance between the two of them, and he doesn't have the heart to meddle in other people's business.

Since An Zihao had someone to take over, and he just happened to get rid of trouble, why not do it?

Thinking of this, Lu Chuan leisurely rode his little pink bicycle towards the teaching building with his little butt twisted.

Solved another hand holding mine, this wave of blood earned.

However, on the other side, Bai Jinghan, who came back from the teaching building, searched around the classroom but did not see Lu Chuan, his face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Lu Chuan, who was unaware of all this, was shaking his head and plunged into the minefield without hesitation.

Song Xinghe's eyes were red, and his original gentle smile was gone. He struggled hard, trying to escape the man's sight.But An Zihao tightly locked his hands. Compared with An Zihao, Song Xinghe's strength was undoubtedly like a fly shaking a tree.

An Zihao looked at Song Xinghe below him. This was the first time he saw anything other than a smile appear in Song Xinghe's eyes.

Confused, helpless, and what lies deeper is low self-esteem.

Glancing at the drawing papers all over the floor and the indescribable pictures of erotic palaces in the corner, An Zihao said hoarsely, "You drew all of this?"

Song Xinghe's struggling body suddenly froze, and then his limbs lost their strength as if they had been sucked out of life.

He closed his eyes and replied softly, "Yes."

The most unbearable secret in my heart is now exposed in front of the person I like the most, this feeling is almost like Ling Chi.

That humiliation made Song Xinghe have the urge to commit suicide for a moment.

"Tear it up." An Zihao let go of his hands and stood up, his gaze was heavy and he was avoiding it even if he didn't realize it.

Song Xinghe's eyes trembled, and then he responded with a trembling voice: "...OK."

"I'll figure out what's going on with your family. Don't let me see these things again." An Zihao walked away in such a panic that even he himself couldn't explain his mood at the moment.

It was as if scalding gravel had been sprinkled on the tip of his heart. The scorching temperature and sharp pain caused An Zihao's breathing to be unstoppable.

Song Xinghe lay on the floor, tears streaming down his temples.

His voice was so soft that it seemed that it would evaporate with the air at any time. After a long time, it was not until the aura belonging to An Zihao in the air completely dissipated that Song Xinghe pressed his lips and said lightly, "Okay."

He propped himself up, picked up the paintings on the ground one by one, and stroked them inch by inch with his pale fingertips.

Song Xinghe's eyes were in pain, his originally gentle smile turned into a muddy swamp, dragging him down bit by bit.

That was his beloved boy, who was portrayed by him stroke by stroke, pouring all his love and effort into it.

Now, that person said it himself, he didn't want to see his painstaking efforts again, and his own love seemed to make him sick.

Arms trembled again and again, Song Xinghe exerted a little force on both hands, and the originally flimsy paper was torn apart in an instant.

The shattering sound was extremely ear-piercing, Song Xinghe closed his eyes, he tore one by one numbly, looking at the paper scraps all over the floor, he picked up the plastic bags and packed them all up, and threw them outside into the trash can .

Back in the bedroom, Song Xinghe's eyes paused for a moment at the indescribable painting.

It was drawn when he was drunk at the coming-of-age ceremony. After sobering up, he also regretted his absurdity, but after thinking about it, he still couldn't bear to tear it off.

After hesitating again and again, Song Xinghe quietly hid the painting.

The flame of the lighter was faint and hot, and the paper burned instantly when it came into contact with the flame.

Not long after, the paper was burned to ashes, and Song Xinghe also pulled the corners of his mouth, showing a tired smile.

Well now... His home is gone, the boy he loved for nearly ten years is gone, and there is no reason to be close to him... The absurd flirting between them caused by him should also end.

The Song family went bankrupt, his father was missing, his mother was schizophrenic and sent to the hospital for intensive treatment, and Song Xinghe didn't shed a single tear.

His father's sword took a slant, and bankruptcy has long been expected.

I didn't go to school, but I just wanted to keep An Zihao from talking. After all, they have a good relationship. If he was in the classroom, An Zihao would inevitably be called

discuss.

But Song Xinghe didn't expect that An Zihao would take the initiative to come to him while he was going through the formalities of withdrawing from school.

The secrets in the bedroom are like fragments of memory, bit by bit they have been cut and split in the originally peaceful relationship between the two of them, until today.

Ever since An Zihao returned to the classroom, something was wrong with him.

He couldn't concentrate, and even saw An Yaoyao without much reaction.

"Brother what happened to you?"

An Yaoyao shook her hand in front of An Zihao, and asked curiously.

An Zihao came back to his senses, and threw out the portrait that Song Xinghe had drawn for himself that was lingering in his mind.

"It's nothing."

His brows and eyes were cold, and he subconsciously clenched Chengcheng, obviously thinking about it.

An Yaoyao figured it out, opened her mouth, but still couldn't say a word.

No one would be able to accept that this kind of thing happened to him, and his brother should also be in a bad mood, so it would be futile to comfort him now.Let him digest it by himself.

Sitting on the seat, An Zihao closed his eyes, just like Song Xinghe's eyes were red.

He fulfilled his wish, and finally he no longer had a smiling face all day long, but he no longer had the original curiosity.

Clenching his hands into fists, recalling his attitude just now, An Zihao's eyes were a little annoyed.

The Song family is now bankrupt, no matter what, they have been friends since childhood, and he was so impulsive just now when this happened to his family... All kinds of complicated emotions were intertwined, An Zihao thumped the table hard, and the sound even alarmed him The teacher who is teaching.This is his first gaffe.

It was just in time for Lu Chuan to return to the teaching building. He turned around and went into the bathroom. Just as he was about to wash his hands, he was dragged into the cubicle.

Covering his mouth with a big hand, Lu Chuan shook his head before seeing the face of the person in front of him clearly.

"Chuan Bao'er might as well tell me, where have you been?"

The fragile Adam's apple was pressed against Bai Jinghan's thumb, and his voice was unreasonably cool, and Lu Chuan subconsciously swallowed.

"Did you go to see Song Xinghe? Are you concerned about him?"

The aggressive aura made Lu Chuan unable to resist at all. Lu Chuan held Bai Jinghan's arm with both hands and said softly, "It's just to test my guess. What's going on in your little head?"

The doting tone was also mixed with grievances, and Lu Chuan used the words "obsession with favor and arrogance" to the extreme.

Can't be afraid, can't hide.

What he has to do is to please him and conquer him, so that he can be cleansed.

Bai Jinghan stretched out a hand to pinch the soft hand holding his arm, his eyebrows raised slightly: "Guess?"

"Song Xinghe likes An Zihao, you can see it in many details. Now that something happened to his family, An Zihao didn't come to class, so he obviously went to look for him. It turns out that my guess was right." Lu Chuan blinked. , and then looked at Bai Jinghan: "Are you really going to sit idly by?"

After Cuihua changed the script, Song Xinghe became the hero of this world, and his luck was related to the survival of the whole world.

The Song family's bankruptcy script didn't mention it, which means that the plot has begun to shift. If Song Xinghe can't get rid of the bankruptcy this time, the world is likely to collapse because the lucky son loses his luck.

Bai Jinghan lowered his head, and pressed Lu Chuan's forehead tightly together.

"What do you think?"

His words were intriguing, but Lu Chuan was so smart that he immediately understood the meaning of Bai Jinghan's words.

The aura in his mind was instantly awakened, and Lu Chuan looked at Bai Jinghan in astonishment.

Why did he forget that Bai Jinghan went to the office building to talk to his father just now, so that must be what he was talking about!

There is one thing to say, although his father is a scumbag, he is not a scumbag.

"Good boy, stay away from Song Xinghe, no... stay away from everyone, don't make me jealous anymore."

Lu Chuan's hair was caressed with big hands, Bai Jinghan couldn't put it down like soft hair, his morbid desire to control and possess was dirty and despicable.

But so what?As long as it's Lu Chuan, he doesn't mind locking him up.

Lu Chuan held Bai Jinghan's hand and interlocked his fingers.

"Then you remember to hold on to me, the fog in the city is very heavy, people's hearts are very complicated, I will get lost."

Bai Jinghan chuckled softly: "Lost? No, if you are really lost, I will break your legs, lock your hands and feet, and lock you in that room."

These were obviously chilling words, but Bai Jinghan said every word in a calm and breezy manner, as if it was a perfectly normal thing.

Crazy, really crazy.

Lu Chuan's legs were a little soft, he knew that Bai Jinghan always said what he said, and what he said now was the truest thought in his mind.

"I will solve Song Xinghe's matter, Lu Chuan, you know what to do."

Standing on tiptoe and kissing Bai Jinghan's lips, Lu Chuan softened his voice: "I know, don't worry."

Originally thought that Song Xinghe's bankruptcy was resolved, and this hurdle could be passed smoothly.

But Lu Chuan never expected that something more serious happened.

A series of things happened one after another, which even caught Lu Chuan off guard.

Someone stitched together the self-portraits Song Xinghe drew and even the torn pages of his diary, and posted them on the campus forum.

[The gentle school girl Song Xinghe is actually gay! There are pictures and the truth! 】

Looking at the eye-catching title, Lu Chuan's heart 'thumped', and a bad premonition came from the bottom of his heart.

He hurried to An Zihao's classroom, only to find that both An Zihao and Song Xinghe were missing.

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