The shocking boy went down after singing a song - only one song for the whole night. Except for Miss Lu Yiping in "Deep Love in the Rain", Jingran has never seen a nightclub singer who is more than him... After the boy left the stage, the thunderous childhood was destroyed and dj rushed up again. With the wonderful singing of "I picked up a cigarette on the side of the road", Jingran swallowed the wine on the table from left to right into his stomach.

When you swallow the third to last cup, the minimum amount of seats is spent.

When he swallowed the second to last cup, Jinran found that he felt a rush of urine. He wanted to stand up and go to the toilet, but at this time he found that no matter how hard he tried to "stand up" with will, his body was still limp on the sofa like a dead pig. It's over, I won't pee my pants, right? Jinran thought in a daze... This is the rhythm that is about to make headlines again.

As he thought about it, his eyes unconsciously stared at the last glass of pink wine left on the table. The young black-haired man thought for thirty seconds whether to drink it, drink it, or drink it - after all, his bladder was really about to explode. He was not sure if such a glass of wine would become the last straw that broke the camel's back, but if he didn't finish the row of wine, he would feel that his efforts tonight would be in vain...

Of course, there is no logic to drunk people.

Is it a waste of the "work hard work" tonight? Or is it a headline tomorrow?

After thinking carefully, he thought for a while, so when no one stopped him from taking the risk foolishly, he finally reached his claws towards the last glass at an extremely slow speed. He picked up the glass and realized that it was wrong to think that the glass of wine was pink at first. The wine was colorless and transparent. It looked pink mainly because there was a salted cherry blossom in the wine in a beautiful way. It was very small and fresh, and it looked like a wine for women or gay men.

At least I account for half.

He was accidentally humorous and Jinran narrowed his eyes slightly and laughed. The man and woman who were playing tricks in the booth accidentally heard a gloomy laughter from the black booth behind him. They paused and exchanged glances. One of them was about to stand up and see which idiot was next door... But at this moment, a tall figure suddenly walked past them, attracting their attention.

Sitting outside was a young woman, her eyes were almost subconsciously attracted by the person who had walked by. When her eyes gradually moved up and finally stopped on the person's head, she covered her lips and let out a small low cry: "Ah, this is not the one who sang "Opera 2" just now..."

With her scream, the tall boy had already arrived in front of the locker next to them. The shadows in the locker hid half of his face, so people could only see his side face - an extremely beautiful side face, a thin lips tightly pursed in a line when the face was expressionless. Even the long eyelashes that most women wearing makeup would lose, were absolutely tall and pure natural nose bridges. If the hair was longer, it might be difficult for males and females to tell... When the boy stood there, turning his head slightly, a platinum earring on his ear reflected a dazzling snow-white light under the photography lights of the nightclub.

The boy paused slightly, as if he felt someone looking at him. He turned his head and a faint glance in the dim light successfully made the people in the box next door feel an awkward atmosphere - the men and women were stunned in place. After a long time, when they realized it, the boy had already raised his foot and walked into the black-blank booth next door.

"What, it turns out that he knows the guy next door who makes a perverted laugh."

"Wow, he has a fierce look."

"Yes, I was so scared that I didn't dare to look at him..."

A group of young men and women were chattering, and finally they could only withdraw their gazes in disappointment and continue to play with their own eroticism.

And at this time.

The boy had already walked into the locker that was silent after a burst of idiot-like laughter. His pale eyes turned around in his eye sockets, and his eyes seemed to sweep over the empty row of wine glasses on the table. Finally, he moved away and fixed it on the young black-haired man leaning against the sofa with a squinted eyes. He didn't know if he was looking at his black-haired man... He paused and was about to take a step to walk towards him, but at this time, the young black-haired man who could still sit on the sofa slid down, and the last glass of wine in his hand spilled out some.

The young black-haired man fixed on the chair with a posture of keeping his face close to the sofa and sticking his butt up high. So the boy stepped forward and squatted down in front of the sofa. In this way, even in the dim light of the nightclub, his face was very close to the young black-haired man, so close that he could smell the sweet smell of alcohol in his breath that was sprayed out from the other party because of drunkenness...

From beginning to end, the young man's beautiful face was expressionless. He stared at the young man with a short while, then suddenly stretched out a finger and poked the unconscious face with a heavy force. He said lightly in a low voice: "I found you."

The boy stared at the cheeks that had sunk under the force of his fingertips and lost his bloody whiteness. He did not unexpectedly respond to what he said - he took away the wine glass that had been spilled halfway through the black-haired young man's hand and placed it on the coffee table behind them - a "cough" sound seemed to alarm the black-haired young man lying on the sofa, and his butt was raised high and collapsed. He opened his eyes a little, and despite his slow brain reaction, he still found a person coming into the deck-

And he is a very good-looking strange male creature.

This face looks familiar, but now looking in the mirror, I'm afraid that even I don't even know who I am. Of course, I don't remember where he had seen this face. So at this moment, he wiped his face, and with his last willpower he got up and sat down, lowered his head, and pretended to be calm, "Why, the minimum reduction is not enough? Didn't I tell the waiter that there is no need for special services?"

"..." The boy stood up, bent down slightly, and supported one hand on the man's head, allowing the shadow he cast completely to cover him, "Do you think I am m.b?"

He raised his head carefully, and his black pupils looked at the other party's amber pupils calmly: "Isn't it?"

He looks so beautiful, and he comes to chat with him. He can still be a young master who is not a nightclub.

"Oh, I get it," the young man with a dark hair showed a sudden realization expression. Then, surprisingly, he stretched out his hand and pressed down the shoulder of the boy who was a little taller than him when he was standing, and then said in a very mysterious voice, "Did you recognize who I am? I was in a secret operation tonight, but I didn't expect to be discovered - this way, I can sign you, but I can't take a photo."

juvenile:"……"

Jinran: "Don't want to? Then, I'll give you ten autographs. In short, you can't take a photo. If someone finds out that I came to this place tonight and bought a drunk alone, I'll make headlines again tomorrow - you are my fan, so you shouldn't want to see me bloody again, right? Ten autographs, handwritten signatures, you're asking the waiter to bring a pen, where do you want me to sign?"

Boy: "You're drunk."

Jingran: "I want to pee."

juvenile:"……"

Jingran: "Why did they treat me like this?"

juvenile:"……"

Jinran: "I didn't do anything bad. I figured out that the person who almost died was me. As a result, I, the victim, became the target of criticism and scolding by everyone... Hiccup, please watch it. As soon as tomorrow dawn, all major newspapers will be published, the whole world knows me... um."

Jinran's eyes widened slightly, and his eyes turned around inexplicably and then lowered his eyes slightly to stare at the hand covering his mouth... What came from the boy was the smell of the shower gel in the hotel bathroom, without the fragrance of cologne. This clean smell made his heart beat twice. At this time, he felt that the boy's body lowered a little and approached him a little, so his beautiful, glass-like amber eyes magnified infinitely in his eyes-

"Do you want the whole world to know that you are coming to such a place?"

The boy fell and saw the young man with satisfaction shaking his head.

After throwing a sentence "Shut up," he let go of his hand and sat side by side beside him. The young black-haired man who had regained his freedom immediately opened his mouth wide and took two breaths of fresh air like a dog. Seeing this, the red-haired boy looked a little mockingly and curled his lips slightly: "I didn't cover your nose again."

He said "Oh" carefully, closed his mouth, continued to inhale with his nostrils, and exhale. After thinking about it, he turned his head and said to the people around him, "Has anyone ever told you that you speak so badly in Chinese?"

"No."

"Is that true, but I'm very troublesome to hear it."

"That's you stupid."

"Are you my fan? The signature is gone." The young black-haired man said with a serious look on his face, "Kneel down and rest."

But the serious expression didn't hold back for three seconds. He laughed again, reached out and patted the shoulder of the red-haired boy who looked very silent by his side and said, "Just kidding, I'm not such an inhumane person. In a while, I'll ask the waiter to bring a pen to you and sign it on your face so that you can have a reason not to wash your face for three months... But at most I allow you to post on Weibo to show off. If it's too much, it won't be possible, although I can understand the mood you want to show off-"

Boy: "You're drunk."

The words that could not stop suddenly came to an abrupt end. When the boy thought he had said something wrong, he immediately realized that he had said something wrong. The young man with a sunny face just now fell down. He sat on the sofa, his eyes numb and stared at the wine spilled out of the coffee table in front of him. After a while, he turned his head and said to him in a particularly desolate tone: "Am I useless?"

The boy moved his lips but did not answer, because at this time, the person sitting next to him started chattering mode on his own—

"Being bullied by others and slandered by others, I was obviously the reason but I could only remain silent. I forced myself to tell the whole world that I was 'I'm fucking good' and turned to come to such a noisy place to get drunk... By the way, what makes people even more sad is that you don't know how noisy and bad the DJ in this nightclub is. The wine I drank was almost spit out by thunder. I finally hoped to have a great god who could sing "Opera 2" to earth. He went down before he could see what he looked like. Damn, he thought he was Lu Yiping so arrogant!"——"

The boy turned his head slightly and listened quietly to the young black haired man. His beautiful amber eyes were staring at the young black haired man's mouth, which opened and closed because he spoke. No one knew what he was thinking. At the end of his hearing, his patience seemed to be finally burned out. He stretched out his hand and stuck the young black haired man's jaw and forced him to shut up. At the same time, he leaned closer, his eyes seemed a little brighter than before, but he was still pampering with words like gold, asking concisely: "I like to listen to me singing?"

He slapped his hand, which was stuck in his jaw and his face hurts: "Who are you?!!"

The boy stared at him for a while, then said lightly: "Sid."

Three seconds of silence.

Just as the boy was waiting for the reaction people should make when they heard his name on weekdays, he saw the young black-haired man with an unhappy face saying, "Who! I don't know him!"

Sid: "…"

Suddenly, he found himself seriously trying to have a normal conversation with a drunkard. Sid stood up and thought about taking out a pile of RMB from his pocket. He didn't know how much it was. In short, thinking about the thickness enough to pay for the cautious consumption, he threw the stack of money on the table, and then pulled the young black-haired man who was lying on the sofa with his slender arms and shouting to "pee" up, letting him lean on himself. When the heavy weight of the dead pig was pressed up without any politeness, he took the young black-haired man out a few steps, thinking for a while and asking, "What is 'peeing'."

"Oh," Mr. Yuan Jinran, who is of level 8 in Chinese, turned his head and saw the dazzling red hair head of the guy who was holding him swaying in front of him. He felt provocatively provocatively, without thinking about it, he tumbling up his cheeks and blowing the red hair. He obviously felt a slap under the other person's feet. He giggled, "It's just to swear."

Then.

Because Jinran was trying to die by himself, he lost the last chance to go to the toilet.

Holding the urge to pee, he lay on the shoulder of this boy who was strange to him and slept for a while. When he woke up, he was surprised to find that he had moved from the nightclub to the underground parking lot in an instant - in the middle of the night, the parking lot was chilly and empty, and the security guard slept soundly in the duty room. For a moment, countless "serial cases of corpses", "The big star became the latest victim", "The head and head of the body are different, and I am uncertain whether there are traces of being violated", "Millions of fans collapsed and sighed that life is not easy"-

Sid: "Where is the car?"

Jingran: "Ah? Don't kill me!"

Sid: "…"

Resist the urge to throw the guy pressed on his shoulders directly to the ground. The boy pursed his lips and suppressed his anger. Finally, he repeated his question expressionlessly. This time, the other party finally heard it clearly, and then changed into a calm and sober tone and pointed him in a way. He took out his car keys and handed them over to him. The final result was-

Sid stood in front of a yellow Ferrari, staring at the Volkswagen's car key in his hand and was silent for thirty seconds.

The young black-haired man pressed on his shoulder twisted with a smile: "Just, back ten cars back, the ragged Volkswagen just now is Heehehehe."

Sid: "…"

Before coming to this country, Sid had imagined countless scenes on the plane when he met someone, either beating him or really pushing him in front of a yellow Ferrari according to his previous "last words" and fucking him. However, all the scenarios include him sitting in a broken Volkswagen that has been dating for more than ten years and is not more than one hundred thousand yuan. There is a drunken man next to him struggling to remind him: tie his seat belt.

Only God knows that now he only wants to strangle this drunken man with a seat belt but knows how to follow the rules of traffic and cherish his life.

"This kind of broken car cannot drive at a speed worthy of tying a seat belt."

"No matter what, tie the seat belt."

The young man who had always been arbitrary in his country held back his temper and tied his seat belt like a three-good student around him, like a repeater, and started the classic car that he thought might fly out at any time. He turned his head and looked at the young black-haired man who was slumped in the passenger seat: "Address."

Jinran moved his lips. Before he could speak, he heard the person next to him add: "If you play tricks on me again, I will take off you and throw it into the bathroom."

Jinran muttered, "Then the virgin is still a virgin." He sat up a little, and directly ignored the strange gaze of the boy in the driver's seat beside him. He thought for a while and reported an address. After saying that, he emphasized: "It's the real address. The first time the situation is broken, the lower limit must be a five-star hotel with a swimming pool. He doesn't want to be in the gay toilet."

The boy started the car, skillfully poured the car out of the parking space, and curled the corners of his lips and asked, "Want to do it in the swimming pool?"

Yu Luo, the people around him did not answer. Sid seemed to turn his head and glanced strangely, but found that the person in the passenger seat was already asleep - and he had a seat belt for himself in a regular manner...

Sid: "…"

About twenty minutes later, relying on navigation and road signs, the boy gradually drove the car to the address reported by the young man who was black-haired, but as he got closer and closer to that address, even Sid himself felt something was wrong. In the end, the car turned around and drove into a high-end apartment building community that was also familiar to him. I heard that most of the employees or artists of I-Company Company basically lived here when they came to G City... Sid parked the car at the entrance of the community, then woke up the people around him and asked, "Which building?"

He opened his eyes in a daze and then reported the building number.

When Sid pulled the car according to the building number, he opened the window and poked his head out to look, turned around and looked at the young black-haired man sitting in the passenger seat with a headache and rubbing his eyebrows. He calmly turned off the car: "Don't tell me you live on the twenty-seventh floor."

The person who was originally lowering his head and rubbing his eyebrows suddenly stopped the movements in his hand, turned his head and looked at him in surprise: "How do you know?"

The boy did not answer, but was silent for three seconds before turning off the engine and unbuttoning the seat belt and pulling out the car keys, then opening the car door, and saying, "I'll take you up."

Jinran said "Oh" twice, and suddenly thought about whether it was not good to expose the place where he lived. Then he thought that it was not a big deal that he lived here. After all, the guards in the community usually did not allow ordinary people to enter. They felt a little relieved, and then staggered into the elevator with the help of this beautiful young man. There was no further conversation in the elevator. Jinran looked at the boy who was standing by the elevator door and looking calmly at the elevator screen beating with a look of calm. He only sighed: There are not many young people who are kind-hearted and beautiful these days.

Then the elevator arrived at the place with a "ding" sound.

Jinran yawned, took out his door key and pinned it to his palm. As soon as he walked out of the elevator, he saw the light coming from the crack in his door - he stood in the corridor and paused for three seconds, then without any warning, he turned around and pressed the boy behind him on the wall of the corridor - the boy who was caught off guard obviously did not react to what happened. The face that had been smelly since entering the elevator also showed a moment of surprise. Both of them rolled on the wall of the corridor. He raised his chin slightly, allowing the young black-haired man pressing on him to spray all the scorching breath on his sharp chin...

The two of them breathed the breath they exhaled between them.

At this moment, because the boy who had not developed twice had a second time, and raised his face a little shorter than Jingran, approached the young man with his black hair, and deliberately or unintentionally touched the other person's chin with his cold lips, but asked in a very cold tone: "What?"

Such an ambiguous atmosphere.
To be continued...