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Yue Zimo's reaction was too calm, but An Ge didn't know how to respond. He paused and said, "Are you still sober? I said that I like the same sex and men."

Yue Zimo still giggled mischievously: "Sober, sober, although a little dizzy...I know everything you said."

An Ge was shocked: "You know?? Who told you?"

Yue Zimo: "You yourself."

For a moment, An Ge wondered if he also had a dual personality, so the other personality would do things that he absolutely couldn't do, and he didn't have the slightest impression.

He asked blankly, "When will I..."

Yue Zimo loosened his hand and counted on his fingers: "Six years...seven years...or eight years ago?"

An Ge grabbed the boy's collar with his backhand and stared at him: "Wake up, don't get drunk."

Yue Zimo held his hand, "Brother An, don't you remember? I ran away from home in anger with my family that night. I had nowhere else to go, so I went to Bise Park near my home. I happened to see you just now After quarreling with some friends, those people left, and you sat alone on the bench by the lotus pond, with a face that looked like you were ready to jump off at any time."

An Ge was stunned: "I, I really don't remember...they are not my friends."

My memory is all blank, and I can't remember anything.

Yue Zimo continued: "I'm tired from walking, and I'm sitting on the bench, and you... seem to be talking to me, or just muttering to yourself."

An Ge asked, "What did I say?"

Yue Zimo thought for a while, "You said, what's wrong with liking someone secretly without disturbing him? Why should you be laughed at if you're the same sex?"

An Ge covered his face.

But Yue Zimo didn't intend to let him go: "You still said, why do they do harm to others so easily? If it were you, you would definitely not, you don't like to hurt others."

This is comparable to digging out a diary from ten years ago and reading it aloud. An Ge, who was publicly executed, continued to cover his face and moan: "Enough..."

Yue Zimo giggled: "Brother An is really gentle. He was clearly out of his wits, as if he had just been beaten by a gang, but he still cared about me, and told me: It's so late, have you finished your homework? Not too soon go home."

An Ge: "...that's what I said."

Yue Zimo said: "Ordinary people will persuade: family members will be worried, go home quickly. If so, I might run farther. But you start to say: If you don't do your homework well now, you will fail in the exam , so I won’t be able to get into college... I won’t be able to find a good job in the future, and I will always drift with the crowd, unable to control my own life, and can only rely on my parents..."

An Ge broke away from Yue Zimo's hand and covered the boy's mouth: "Okay, I beg you not to mention it."

Yue Zimo let him cover his mouth, continued to smile and said: "Then I went home honestly. Later, I entered T University. I didn't expect to go to the class with my friends, and the lecturer in the class turned out to be you... I am happy Terrible, this is simply an encounter of fate! I recognized you at a glance."

An Ge tried hard to remember, but also vaguely remembered a little bit.

It seems, it seems, who did he talk to at that time?

Because he didn't want anyone around him to watch him in a miserable situation, he tried hard to speak. On the surface, he was persuading, but in fact he just wanted to drive the other party away, and finally succeeded.

... Don't let Yue Zimo know about this.

Yue Zimo gently raised his hand and stroked An Ge's cheek, "But I am very sad. Because, I am sick, I dare not approach you, so I can only watch from a distance. But even so, I am very happy. Very sad again, because, because this is too cruel..." He was probably very drunk, and gradually began to speak incoherently, "But later, I also met you in the game, brother An, although I'm sorry, but at that time I...I'm super happy, and even a little grateful for this system. Even God tied our fate together...Ah, I don't know what I'm talking about...hehe."

The boy's hand was very hot, making An Ge shudder as if he was about to be burned, but he didn't avoid it, but just let him caress him, tilting his head unconsciously like a cat, enjoying the caress of his fingers.

"Brother An, don't treat me like this again..." the boy said, "I don't have the courage to do it a second time."

"What? Sit by my door drunk?"

Yue Zimo nodded, with a sad expression on his face, "I hate being abandoned. I was kidnapped when I was a child, and because the ransom was too high, my family already planned to give up. If it wasn't for my dad's sperm vitality is too weak, the doctor said to have a baby The odds of winning the lottery are not as good as the odds of winning the lottery. They will definitely not want me. If you also..."

An Ge turned sideways and held Yue Zimo in his arms, "I want you, Yue Zimo, I actually... have always wanted you."

An Ge blurted out impulsively, and when he finished speaking, his whole body became hot with embarrassment. Yue Zimo pushed him, and he hugged the boy tightly and refused to let go. He buried his head on his shoulder and dared not look at anyone.

Yue Zimo whispered in his ear, gently stroking his back, "I knew it, I was discussing it with him, or I will force it to change him... I will be responsible for pretending to be innocent. I haven't discussed it yet." Well, you come out."

An Ge was convinced that he heard a trace of regret in Yue Zimo's tone, and tapped his shoulder lightly, "You are not a good person either."

Yue Zimo laughed, and suddenly called out to him in embarrassment: "Brother An, I..."

An Ge noticed without him saying that the sitting position had changed, and his whole body became stiff with embarrassment.

"Positive, normal reaction...haha." Yue Zimo laughed dryly, "Since...how about..."

He hoped that Ai Ai hadn't finished speaking, and suddenly he didn't know whose stomach was growling~ he started to growl.

An songs:……

Yue Zimo: ...

Yue Zimo: "Brother An, how long has it been since you had a good meal?"

An Ge: "I don't remember...I don't have much appetite recently."

Yue Zimo sighed, "How can I do that? Let me cook for you. How about braised beef noodles?"

An Ge stood up: "Don't bother, I remember instant noodles..."

Yue Zimo slowly stretched out his legs: "No, no, wait for me to eat for you, wait, my legs are a little numb..."

I always feel that I was taken advantage of by him...

An Ge stretched out his hand to pull him, "Sorry, does it hurt?"

The boy lowered his head, suddenly clasped his wrist, slowly raised his head, and smiled coldly: "Yes, it hurts, how are you going to compensate me?"

An Ge didn't react for a while, but the boy suddenly stood up, grabbed his hand and pushed him back, pressing him against the bedroom door, condescendingly trapping him between himself and the door, rolling his body to stop him Struggling, he lowered his head and whispered at a place close to him: "If you don't know...then make it up to me."

An Ge's last resistance was: "Wait... you agreed to give it to me first?"

The boy teased: "Don't worry, this is for you."

An Ge: Rogue! !

The rest of the night was long and short.

When An Ge opened his eyes again, the sky was bright, and when he turned his head to look, the sleeping person next to him was no longer there.

The air is filled with warm aromas, including the strong aroma of braised pork, the fragrance of mint and the mellow aroma of noodle soup.

He shifted slightly, embarrassingly aware of the lingering soreness.Then he got out of bed and went to the restaurant.

Yue Zimo was wearing black clothes and black trousers, which set off his tall waist, wide shoulders and long legs. His figure was as good as a male model, and he was wearing a plaid apron. He was a charming chef who was photogenic.

Standing in front of the steaming soup pot, he turned his head and smiled at An Ge, "Brother An, are you awake? The beef noodles will be ready soon, you should go wash your face first."

... It is not easy to eat this bowl of beef noodles.

The memory of the night was clear and distinct in his mind, An Ge was at a loss, embarrassed and shy, went to wash up together, and sat at the dining table looking at the steaming braised beef noodles.

The braised beef cut into large pieces is soft and delicious, with a bright color, and even the tendon is soft and delicious.The top is dotted with green mint leaves, which is fragrant and refreshing, and it is a perfect match with beef.Because An Ge doesn't like onions, Yue Zimo considerately didn't put onions.

Under the reddish-brown oily soup are fresh wide noodles, made by Yue Zimo early in the morning, using high-quality wheat flour, beaten with eggs, and kneaded for a long time with strong arm strength.The freshly cut noodles are smooth and firm, wrapped in a rich and fragrant soup, hot in the mouth, chewy and springy, with a sweet and soft aftertaste, it is a rare delicacy.

Yue Zimo also sat across from him, smiling and watching An Ge eat the noodles, with a satisfied expression on his face, "Is it delicious? There are many more."

An Ge naturally praised him vigorously, which made the boy happy like a Samoyed returning to his nest with two big bones in his mouth.

Then Yue Zimo asked, "What does Brother An want to do this weekend?"

When, of course, it's a date...

He couldn't say anything, and avoided Yue Zimo's scorching gaze by drinking the noodle soup, and then thought for a while, "I'm going to the Special Opportunity Committee, I have something to ask."

Yue Zimo said: "Okay, let's go together. It just so happens that I also have something to ask."

He paused, and suddenly said with a serious expression: "Brother An, last night, I, I was drunk. I'm sorry, I did something ridiculous... It wasn't my intention, so don't be angry."

An Ge's heart sank suddenly.

After a night of absurdity, the scumbag turned his back on him and used the excuse of being drunk, which is always the case in TV dramas.

I didn't expect Yue Zimo to be like this... If you say it's absurd, it's really absurd enough.

But An Ge considered himself a mature man, so he forced himself to smile: "Well, it's okay."

The rest of the beef noodles had become tasteless.

In the office of the Special Opportunity Committee, while drinking red dates and wolfberry tea, Zhang Hong looked at the two people from side to side, "I always feel that there is something wrong with you."

An Ge showed no expression, but Yue Zimo smiled slightly and put his arms around An Ge's shoulders: "We had a little friction before... now we have made up."

Zhang Hong nodded, showing the original expression, "By the way, I really found what you asked me to inquire about last time."

Yue Zimo's eyes lit up: "Really! That's great, take it out!"

Zhang Hong drank his tea slowly, stretched out his right thumb, index finger and middle finger and rubbed them together, looking like a profiteer.

Yue Zimo also had an expression of talking about business, "Don't worry, money is not a problem."

An Ge looked at the two suspiciously, "What is this?"

Zhang Hong smiled, "You two have such a good relationship, it's really enviable."

After what happened in the morning, An Ge felt even harsher when he heard Zhang Hong say this, but he just frowned and didn't speak.

But Yue Zimo grabbed his hand and said, "Brother An, I didn't mean to hide it from you, because Zhang Hong said there was nothing to hope for, so I didn't tell you because I was afraid you would be disappointed."

Zhang Hong had already got up, went to the cabinet and took out an unattractive blue thin-neck wine bottle. At first glance, it looked the same as a beer bottle, but there was no label on the bottle, only a glass relief on the neck, which was in the shape of entangled grape vines .

There are also two small white porcelain wine glasses, the porcelain color is crystal clear, as thin as paper and as white as jade.

Zhang Hong put them together in front of their tea table.

An Ge was even more confused: "What is this?"

There was no smile on Zhang Hong's face, and he said word by word: "Poison."