The beer on the table was untouched for a long time, and countless snow-white foams were stained on the transparent glass wall, like dense wheat needle tips, poking at the heart of the original seed.

Hei Xun said that in the past ten years, Anjialu has not had a good time.

Shen Ao once reminded him that the band that followed Hei Xun must not touch drugs, but unfortunately he didn't do it. As he rose to prominence in the foreign fashion photography scene, his dependence on drugs grew.

One morning, when Hei Xun came back from the performance, he saw three men and two women lying on the bed in the hotel room, and Anjialu was leaning on the head of the bed with a blank and innocent face. When he saw Hei Xun, he laughed softly, put his arms around his neck and was about to kiss him.

Hei Xun was so angry that he pushed him away, picked up a basin of cold water from the bathroom and splashed it on his face.

Their movement was so loud that it woke up the others. Hei Xun pointed at them and scolded, "Put on my clothes and get out!" ”

They left in amusement, and Hei Xun turned his head to find a way to settle down, and saw him kneeling next to the toilet and vomiting so much that he almost vomited his heart.

"How many times have I told you, don't touch that again!"

An Jialu coughed incessantly, his face was bloodless, and his lips didn't know whether it was cold or uncomfortable, as if it was the color of frost eggplant. Hei Xun found out that he was so thin that he was not good, the baby fat was long gone, and there was even a cyan beard on his chin.

An Jialu sat on the ground and hugged his knees, like a stray cat that couldn't find a home, and he said, "I miss her." ”

Hei Xun had never regretted it like he did now, and maybe he shouldn't have brought Anjia out at all. For An Jialu, the world without the original seed temperature is no matter how lively and dazzling it is, and it will make him at a loss after all.

Only when shooting, An Jialu was a little more normal, he was immersed in the world of light and shadow, and he was completely selfless. But once he put the camera down, he became a different person.

Anjialu is completely obsessed with those underground parties full of big hemp and cocaine, and plays all night with a group of young Americans who are mixed with dragons and snakes. They really liked him, liked his beautiful and delicate face, liked his talented fashion talent, and even more liked his white and flawless body.

Kurohiro locked him in his room, and he leaned motionless against the window, watching the sunset from sunrise. Those amber eyes were shrouded in a faint mist, and they were no longer as clear and clear as they used to be.

When he received the call from Yuan Ziwen, An Jialu almost couldn't believe his ears. That all-too-familiar voice, across the Pacific Ocean, seemed to have a lost world rushing in.

"Raw seed temperature?"

Yuan Ziwen's voice was hoarse, and she said, "Anjialu, can I go to you?" ”

They hadn't seen each other for three years, and An Jialu didn't know how she found his phone number, and he didn't have time to ask her what happened. He just nodded heavily, "I'll wait for you in Manhattan." ”

But when the original seed rushed over in the dust, Anjia Road did not appear.

He was taken to the hospital for an overdose of poison and his life hung by a thread. After a little recovery, he was forced to be sent to the drug rehabilitation center by Hei Xun, and during that time Anjialu was always in a groggy state, he would suddenly open his eyes to look for the phone, but the phone didn't know where it fell. He couldn't remember who he had dated, but it was definitely a very important person.

"Anjialu has called you countless times later, but you have already cancelled your number. He knows that he has hurt you again, and maybe you will never forgive him in this life. ”

The bittersweet throat gradually became fishy, and she barely swallowed a mouthful of spit, only to feel that her chest was clogged and she was almost out of breath.

Her mother was in a traffic accident in Manhattan, her grandmother died of a heart attack, and she lost her only two relatives overnight. In the past ten years, she has complained countless times in her heart about Anjialu, hated his gaffes, and hated his backsliding. But when the truth was in front of her, she felt so uncomfortable.

The two of them really have no fate.

After Anjialu quit drugs, he parted ways with Hei Xun. He traveled alone and traveled to many countries, gradually becoming known as a popular fashion photographer, and a single photo was enough to sell for sky-high prices.

Yuan Ziwen asked in a low voice, "Where is he now?" ”

Hei Xun shook his head and admitted that he hadn't been in contact with An Jialu for a long time, and he had disappeared from the fashion industry in the past two years, and no one knew what he was doing.

"I'm telling you this because I don't want you to keep misunderstanding Anjialu. I think after all these years, his favorite person has always been you. ”

Yuan Zhiwen wrung his hands together, but he still couldn't stop trembling. Every word of Hei Xun was an extremely sharp arrow, piercing her heart with ten thousand arrows.

An Jialu, a person as pure as a blank sheet of paper, tortured himself to the point of embarrassment and covered in mud. If he hadn't met Yuan Zi Wen at the age of fifteen, wouldn't everything have been completely different?

Hei Xun saw that she looked in a trance, so he said, "Do you want me to send you home?" ”

Yuan Ziwen waved his hand, "My friend is waiting for me over there." ”

She hadn't drunk much, she was a little dizzy when she stood up, and her whole body was shaky. She could still raise the corners of her mouth and say to Hei Xun, "Thank you." ”

Yuan Ziwen returned to the wine table, Luo Qianjun and they were chatting, she sat there sleepwalking, her ears ringing, and everything around her became shadowy.

"Cousin, what's wrong with you?" Fang Xuan noticed that something was wrong with her.

"I'm a little drunk and want to go back first."

Su Lishang looked at her phone, "It's not too early, let's all disperse." ”

The four of them rarely got together, and Yuan Ziwen didn't want to spoil the fun, but she really couldn't force a smile. None of them drove a car, so they each took a taxi back.

Yuan Ziwen casually flagged down a taxi and sat in it as if he were sleepwalking. The driver asked her several times where to go before she reacted. Everything around her was so familiar, she had lived in the city for more than twenty years, and every road was like a palm print in her heart.

This is also the city where Anjia Road has stayed.

Nowadays the technology is so advanced that almost any corner can be found by GPS. But some people, if they are gone, they are gone, and if they are lost, they are lost.

Yuan Ziwen didn't want to go home, she said an address.

The dilapidated old apartment has long since been demolished to make way for a towering commercial building. Yuan Ziwen searched for a long time, but he couldn't recognize the home on Anjia Road back then. Feeling exhausted, she slowly crouched down, her gown dragging long on the ground.

When the phone rang, she realized that there were already three missed calls, all of which were unfamiliar. The flashing lights on the screen flickered on and off in the dark, and she hesitated to press the shutdown button.

Returning to the business district, it is still full of people and cars, and the lights are like a brocade. She walked into a bar called "X-Men" and thought the name was familiar, like a classic comic.

On the dance floor, the red men and green women rubbed shoulders and the music was deafening, as if a group of demons were dancing wildly, much higher than the bar they had been to before.

Raw Seed warmed a bottle of whiskey and poured himself a drink, almost a glass of wine in one sitting.

The lights flickered more and more, and someone seemed to be sitting down next to him, it was a man, "Miss, why is it alone?" ”

Yuan Ziwen felt upset, stood up and walked to the private room, but who knew that the man would catch up with him. Just as the door of a private room opened, she didn't see clearly that she was colliding with the people inside.

Yuan Zi Wen raised his eyes, and the wine suddenly woke up, it was Mo Lang.

Moran recognized her at a glance, "You are the original Miss of "Evangel"? ”

Yuan Ziwen smiled at him and turned to leave. Unexpectedly, the man who followed her pushed her into the private room and closed the door with his backhand.

Mo Lang politely asked her to sit down, "I know that you are a friend of Li Shang, and you were a little unhappy at the party just now, and please help me apologize to her." ”

Yuan Ziwen knew that this Boss Mo was not a good man and a woman, so he smiled and said perfunctorily, "I'm a little uncomfortable and want to go back." ”

Moran said, "I'll send someone to send you back later, and I'll have a glass of wine first." ”

The original seed temperature did not move.

Several men around her suddenly leaned over and grabbed her arm, and Yuan Ziwen immediately struggled, "What are you doing?" ”

The light is blurred, and the face of the original seed is swaying and swaying, which is not charming and moving. At the party just now, Moran noticed her, dancing intimately with Yan Mu, this kid is always accompanied by beautiful women. It used to be Fuxiang, but now it's this girl.

Mo Lang didn't say a word, and threw a check directly on the table, "If it's not enough, I'll make it up to you afterwards." ”

Yuan Ziwen's face immediately turned pale, "I think you misunderstood." ”

"What's there to be misunderstood? The price is clearly marked, the people and goods are clear, you sell to Yan Stranger is selling, what can you not sell to me? ”

Yuan Ziwen only felt a surge of anger in his heart, and increased his efforts to get rid of the restraints. But the men's arms were like vines, binding her firmly. A man picked up a wine glass and forced it into her mouth. Yuan Zhiwen was choked and had difficulty breathing, pursed his lips, and swallowed the wine more or less.

Her stomach suddenly turned nauseous, and she felt hot and dry, and her bare skin in the air became sticky and greasy, and she couldn't wait to peel off a layer of skin. With a splitting headache, she saw Moran walking towards her in a daze.

At this moment, the door of the private room was suddenly slammed open.

The original seed turned his head, which was unfamiliar.

She had never seen such a gaffe as Yan Shu, her breath was disordered, and her eyes were full of panic and anxiety.

Yan Wei walked up to Mo Lang and said something to him, but the other party was dismissive. Yan Wei ignored him anymore, walked in front of Yuan Ziwen in a few steps, and pulled her up.

The nearest man reached out to grab Yuan Ziwen, and before he could touch her clothes, Yan Wei grabbed his wrist with his backhand. Yan Shu's strength was surprisingly great, and when he heard a "bang", the man flew out and knocked over the coffee table.

The rest of the people swarmed up, besieging them before and after. Yan Wei always kept the original seed Wen in his arms, and the original seed Wen's eyes were dim, and the sound of screams and broken glass kept ringing in his ears.

The commotion in the VIP room quickly attracted the attention of the others, who opened the door to see what was going on. Yan Shu was busy punching and kicking with a group of people, when he heard a lazy and idle voice not far away.

"Isn't that unfamiliar? It's all hit my turf. ”

Yuan Ziwen opened his eyes slightly, and saw a man with clear eyebrows and glasses leaning against the door of the private room opposite. Yan didn't raise his head, and punched a man in the jaw, and the sound of teeth hitting flesh was clearly audible.

He said: "Mr. Shan hasn't seen you for a long time, let me come to condole." ”

Ju Yushen didn't buy it, but seriously counted the damaged objects, "Hurry up, I'll find Shan Ziwei to ask for money when I'm done." ”

Yan Wei protected the original seed Wen with one hand, and he was hit in the cheek coldly. He licked the blood from the corner of his mouth and said impatiently, "Don't make a mess, help me take care of this girl!" ”

He threw the original seed Wen out, and Yu Yushen hurriedly stepped forward to help. At such a close distance, Yuan Ziwen could see that there was a shallow scar on his face, which extended to his neck, which seemed to be old.

It wasn't until a room of bodyguards collapsed to the ground that Yan Wei raised his eyes to look at Moran. Moran sneered and lit his cigar, "President Yan, what are you doing here?" ”

Yan Wei didn't want to talk nonsense with him, "I warn you Mo Lang, if you dare to touch the original seed Wen again, I will let you die a good death." ”

Ten years ago, he didn't have the ability to compete with this man, and he watched Fuxiang become the prey of the other party, and now he absolutely does not allow himself to repeat the mistakes of the past.

Yan Wei picked up the original seed Wen Heng and put it in the back seat of the car. Yuan Ziwen's consciousness was not very clear, and he asked ignorantly: "How do you know that I am here?" ”

"Why are you shutting down?"

Yan Strange seemed to be angry, and his voice was unusually stern.

Yuan Ziwen suddenly felt that his nervous appearance was quite interesting, and he actually laughed. She felt breathless again, and reached for the neckline of the evening dress, and a large snow-white patch on her chest was about to come out.

Yan Wei saw her like this in the rearview mirror and knew that something was wrong. He kicked the accelerator and picked up speed while opening the window. The summer evening breeze was steaming hot on his face, and Yuan Ziwen was giggling all the way and kicking his high heels out of the car.

Yuan Ziwen didn't know how she got home, and when she opened her eyes again, she had already been thrown in the bathroom by Yan Wei. Yan Wei turned on the shower and rushed at her forehead. The cold jet of water hit his face straight up, causing Yuan Ziwen to shiver all over.

But she still felt hot, so she simply took off the long skirt of the dress that was in the way.

Yan Wei hurriedly took a towel to cover her, and Yuan Zi gently hugged his arm and hung on him like a koala.

Yan Shushu only felt that the whole person was about to burn, he gritted his teeth and scolded, "I didn't answer your call, and I actually turned off the phone!" Did you know that everyone is worried about you? Don't you know what kind of person Moran is, he's crazy and can do anything......"

Before he could finish speaking, Yuan Ziwen stretched his neck and pressed his soft lips to the lips of the stranger.

There was a faint aroma of wine on his lips, and a cool taste of mint, which she remembered kissing a teenager herself many years ago.

Yan Shu pushed her away vigorously, "Don't be like this, Yuan Ziwen, you are sober!" ”

"You're Fuxiang's brother, aren't you? It turns out that we have known each other for a long time. Yuan Ziwen reached out and stroked his cheek, this man was really good to her, and she had forgotten him a long time ago.

Yan Qian thought that it should be Luo Qianjun who told her, so he nodded.

Yuan Ziwen leaned her lips over again, and her breath exhaled with a mesmerizing *. She said, "Do you like me?" Unfamiliar. ”

It was the first time she had called him stranger, strange, strange and strange, and it was very smooth but strange.

"I like you, but ......"

"I like you too."

A strange pleasure slowly rises in the body, bursting like fireworks. Yan Shu tried her best to restrain her impulse and pushed away Yuan Zi Wen again, but she clutched his sleeve tightly, and the two of them fell into the spacious tub together. Yuan Ziwen hooked his neck, sucking and sucking a little awkwardly, and her muttering voice was like a Gu seed into his heart.

"Stranger, I like you...... I want to ...... with you."

Yan Mu bit his lip fiercely, and finally began to kiss back. His kiss was so eager, so greedy, as if he wanted to fill the gap of the previous ten years. His arms were strong and warm, like torches, igniting clusters of sparks on her.

Yuan Ziwen was so obsessed with his kiss that he went to take off his shirt, and Yan Wei immediately grabbed her hand. He stared at her intently, "Is that okay?" ”

Yuan Ziwen laughed, her face flushed like a delicate hibiscus flower, and her long hair was dripping with water. She kissed him even more indulgently, and her hands were groping around, and suddenly she came across something as hard as iron. She visibly felt the strange body tremble as his kiss began to slide down his neck, collarbone, chest......

Yuan Ziwen felt that his chest was itchy, but it was very comfortable. She had never had this level of contact with Bai Chen before, and it turned out that being kissed there by a man she liked was so wonderful, and her body seemed to pass through an electric current, crispy and numb.

She couldn't help but scream softly, and the man was set on fire in an instant.

The glittering ceiling swayed in front of you, and the entire bathroom looked like a sailboat floating in the sea.

Yuan Ziwen doesn't remember much about what happened next, at first she felt pain, heart-rending pain. He kissed her earlobe and muttered, "It'll be fine in a while, it won't hurt in a while......"

She gripped his arm like the drowning man's only raft, her voice whimpering and contented, gradually wanting more. 166 Reading Network