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It has been a long time since no one has made Yan Mingyang so supportive.

Yan Mingyang looked intoxicated, thoughtful.

"Why," Shen Zui tilted his head, his voice was not too low, "I can't carry it?"

"........."

The apartment is cleaned and taken care of regularly, so it is still livable.

Yan Mingyang carried two large suitcases, and followed the empty-handed Shen Zui into the house.

"Mr. Shen, are you packing your luggage tonight?" Seeing Yan Mingyang coming in, Xiao An felt embarrassed and wanted to leave on the spot.

"No charge today," Shen Zui washed his hands, "Go back when you're done."

When Shen Zui came out of the bathroom, the crowd had dispersed.There was a lot of luggage piled up in the living room, Yan Mingyang was sitting on the armrest of the sofa, his face was full of thoughts, and he didn't seem to be thinking about anything good.

"What are you doing?" Shen Zui was quite vigilant.

"Huh?" Yan Mingyang seemed to be thinking, "No reason."

"Didn't you call me up? Thinking about it, I'm quite honored."

"........."

Shen Zui snorted coldly, took a lemon from the refrigerator, cut it and squeezed it into a glass filled with water.

He sat down at the high table, resting his jaw on one hand, "Don't you want to guess what I'm going to tell you?"

There was a fleeting smile on Yan Mingyang's lips.He got up and walked across to Shen Zui, but didn't sit down.

The bright chandelier hung above their heads, Yan Mingyang leaned over with his hands on the table, his eyes were unclear, "I went to find Pei Yan once before."

"Pei Yan mocked me, saying that I know almost nothing about you."

Shen Zui looked up at Yan Mingyang and grinned suddenly.

"Aren't you so angry that you want to hit someone?" Shen Zui half-truthfully asked.

"Why should I have trouble with money." Yan Mingyang snorted nonchalantly, and sat sideways with his arms folded, "The white head is like new, and the cover is as old..."

"It's just that I always thought we were the latter, but I didn't expect it to be the former."

Shen Zui took a sip of the lemonade, and licked the corner of his mouth unsatisfied, "We were the latter at first, and we became the former later."

"Little Tu." Yan Mingyang raised his head sideways and looked sideways at Shen Zui, "Pei Yan told me that the story of unsatisfactory feelings needs to be rewritten with an ending; on the way back to Shanghai today, I suddenly realized: You have already It's already been written, hasn't it?"

Shen Zui was resting on the table with one hand, his waist was twisted, his eyes were uncertain.

"Over the years, the scene I've rehearsed the most is how to get rid of you."

"That's the ending I rewrote for this story. It was over when I put the knife on your neck."

"As for not being able to get out of "Left Flow", it is essentially because of my acting style. I always put too much real emotion into my characters, and it's not entirely your fault;"

"I admit that I miss the past occasionally, but it's like reading a file with no beginning and no end: no matter how deep you sink, you can't get out of the end."

Intoxicated fingers scribbled on the smooth surface.He suddenly raised his head, looked at Yan Mingyang and said softly, "Are you trying to lock me up again?"

"I won't do such a stupid thing again." Yan Mingyang smiled casually, "No matter what you want to say tonight, my thoughts are very clear."

The intoxicated face gradually turned cold, "What are you doing again?"

"Qishi's past has come to an end. Whether the story ends or rewritten," Yan Mingyang stretched out his hand dignifiedly and seriously across the table, "In any case, let's get to know each other again."

Shen Zui also stretched out his hand, and slapped him.

Yan Mingyang didn't care too much.He touched his reddened palm, "You specially asked me to come up just to hit me?"

After Shen Zui withdrew his hand, he raised his chin and rolled his eyes, "You have a good idea."

"I'm reading files today, and I need you a little bit."

"Oh?" Yan Mingyang was not surprised, his eyes flashed with interest.

"Then what good am I doing?"

"........."

Shen Zui's eyes widened, and the end of his eyes were unsheathed like a knife.

Do you dare to take advantage of me?

"You are too involved in the drama, and you need me to help you return to the 14-year-old reading file from time to time;" Yan Mingyang has a clear logic and a rational tone, as if negotiating, "And I just want to get to know you again, isn't that okay? "

"White prostitutes are not like you. If you are in a hurry, isn't it a business?"

"........."

Shen Zui still raised his chin, his cheeks flushed slightly.Perhaps angry, or perhaps ashamed.

He stood up abruptly, picked up the remaining two-thirds of the glass and pretended to pour water.

Yan Mingyang got up quickly, and blocked the way of intoxication in three or two steps.He bent his fingers and hooked his intoxicated chin, "Forget it, I'll let you."

"Let me go?" Shen Zui was angry and annoyed, inexplicable.

"Let you try it out today, it's free." Yan Mingyang leaned forward and kissed Shen Zui's hot cheeks, bargaining with each other, "If you're satisfied, we'll discuss the formal acquaintance."

"........."

"It's not a coincidence that you were able to achieve great success." Shen Zui gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words.He laughed frivolously, put down the water glass, and stretched out a finger to hook Yan Mingyang's belt.

Shen Zui's body has always missed Yan Mingyang's embrace, and he has really been empty for too long.

He doesn't want to give affection in reality, doesn't want Yan Mingyang to imprison himself, and doesn't want to bear and look forward to those promises that are difficult to realize;

But that doesn't mean you're intoxicated and don't want to...

Whoring for nothing is famous.

Shen Zui chose to become Shen Zui, but some parts of his body will always be little dolls: that is his inseparable past.

Yan Mingyang is not as experienced as Shen Zui.But he has an advantage in size, he can hug Shen Zui in a circle.

Shen Zui was forced to hang on Yan Mingyang's body, verbal, punching and kicking, feeling very dissatisfied.

So when Yan Mingyang put him on the sofa, Shen Zui felt overwhelmed and decided to be tough on himself.

"How many clothes do you want to take off?" Yan Mingyang unbuttoned the first button of his shirt.

"I regret it." Shen Zui bent his knees, raised his foot and kicked Yan Mingyang's abdomen gently, "Go back and find your cold shower."

Yan Mingyang was about to untie his cuff buttons, but he was startled when he heard this, and then laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Shen Zui spoke more fiercely.

"Yes." Yan Mingyang leaned over and touched the intoxicated forehead, "You are Party A today, let me go and I will go right away."

As he said that, he really stood up, straightened the front of his clothes and put them on, and after a while he returned to his well-dressed and doglike appearance.

"but,"

Shen Zui is particularly disheveled by comparison.He tugged at the few fabrics on his body, and half sat up with his hands on the sofa, "But what?"

"However, there is only one chance to try it for free." Yan Mingyang said solemnly, "You used it today, but you didn't use it completely—it's a bit of a loss."

"........."

Shen Zui's face blushed completely, and a gust of hot air rushed from top to bottom.He was angry from the bottom of his heart, and without even thinking about it, he threw the cushion at Yan Mingyang, "It's because of your size, get out!"

Yan Mingyang put on his watch calmly, and avoided the thrown cushions.He sneered, as if he thought intoxication was cute.

Shen Zui was completely annoyed.He jumped up, regardless of his own clothes, he was about to chase Yan Mingyang away with bare feet.

"and this!"

On the coffee table in front of the sofa was the collection of Li Bai's poems sent by Yan Mingyang, unfortunately, I caught a glimpse of it from the corner of my eyes when I was intoxicated.

Now that Shen Zui is angry just looking at it, he picks it up and throws it to Yan Mingyang, "Take it and get out!"

"Okay." Yan Mingyang caught the collection of poems with both hands, rolled it up and stuffed it into his trousers pocket, and said in a serious manner, "What about my little rabbit? Do you want to come along?"

"........."

"Forget it. Leave the rabbit to you, or you will be at a loss." Yan Mingyang pretended to be generous.Before Shen Zui burst into flames in shame, he fled the scene with his collection of poems.

Downstairs, Yan Mingyang's driver drove Sang Lili and Liang Ce home one by one, and then drove back to wait.

Yan Mingyang had a book stuffed in his pocket, and he was so leisurely that he was about to sing a little song.

"Mr. Yan..." The driver had never seen such a normal Yan Mingyang, and felt very uneasy.Taking advantage of the traffic light, he said cautiously, "Are you in a good mood today?"

"Tsk." Yan Mingyang rolled up the book and clicked it in the air, "Of course."

driver:"........."

Holding that collection of poems, Yan Mingyang seemed to be back in school.

It's like taking the first place in the city in the model test, and riding a bike to blow the river breeze home after school, simple and pure happiness.

"I haven't been in such a good mood like today for a long time." Yan Mingyang murmured.

"Oh..." The driver was dubious.

The car started up again, and the street lamps painted the phoenix trees at night on the ground, like the wind dancing.

Yan Mingyang has never been drunk.No matter how much he drank while socializing, he was always sober, restrained and decent.

He was clutching the collection of poems in his hand, and he didn't know which muscle was wrong, and suddenly he became very excited.

"Don't you see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky—"

The driver slammed on the brakes.

"Mr. Yan, are you okay?" The driver turned his head and asked seriously.

"........."

"I'm fine." Yan Mingyang nodded casually.

He seemed to realize at this moment that there was another person in the car.

But in the vast world, if the heart is uninhibited, there is no freedom anywhere.

"You drive yours, I'll carry mine." Facing the eyes of others, Yan Mingyang was not shy.He waved his hand, "I'll give you a bonus at the end of the month."

driver:"........."

Driver: "Alright Mr. Yan."

"Don't you see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and not returning."

"Don't you see Gaotang Mingjing's sad white hair, the morning is like blue silk and the evening is snow."

"To be happy in life is to have fun! Don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon!"

"I am born to be useful! I will come back after all the money is gone!"

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Under the terrified and worried eyes of the driver, Yan Mingyang recited the poems all the way.

When he got home, he took one of the most invigorating cold showers he had ever had in his life.

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Driver: I will file a resignation report next month.

PS Yesterday's remarks may have caused a little misunderstanding (?

My original intention is to say that this article is starting to move towards the end of HE, not that it will end immediately in three minutes (crying