Li Junlin had a very bad experience when he was a child, he was mistakenly locked in the basement, it was pitch black, the surrounding environment was so quiet that it was weird, and a small group shrunk in the corner for two days.

At that time, the Li family was going crazy looking for someone, after all, a good child suddenly disappeared.

They have a lot of guesses, accidentally getting lost, human traffickers, kidnappings, etc.

However, no information similar to the threat has been received.

The last one was found in the basement.

The child's face turned very pale, and he fell directly into a coma.

Since then, Li Junlin has suffered from autism, claustrophobia, and social difficulties, and some similar symptoms such as the inability to accept the outside world have appeared in him.

This also led to his loneliness, and he was depressed all day long, as if covered by lingering shadows, and looked a little weak and weak.

He was always silently doing his own thing, his brain was empty but focused, the sound in his ears was vague and even far away, and he closed himself off in a world where he was alone.

He is an outlier in the eyes of others, and because he seems to be cowardly and easy to bully, he is bullied.

hit the small ones, the big ones will naturally come, no, Li Yan carried a baseball bat and taught them how to behave!

Li Junlin still came out, and He Zun thought the same, because a certain little liar has the charm of being so aggressive and invading into other people's worlds and leaving indelible traces.

The darker the world, the more irresistible she is to shine and shine.

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"What do you want to drink?" He Zun's long legs were folded, and he took out the little yellow duck mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and his slender hand with a thin callouse slid on the screen, and he lowered his eyes slightly, a little serious.

Noticing his actions, Li Junlin squinted slightly, his good-looking eyelashes were purged, and his eyes fell on the mobile phone, seeing that it was a strange appearance that flashed under the eyes of the little yellow duck.

He narrowed his eyes, and for a moment there was deep thought.

"Whiskey." Li Junlin's lip flap is not thin, his cold white skin sets off his lip color extremely stunning, the arc is beautiful, the saturation is moderate, it is crime-inducing, and it is suitable for kissing.

He spoke unhurriedly, unhurriedly, and spoke clearly, as if he was a little melancholy and gentle.

The magnetic voice is mute and mysterious, revealing a bit of psychedelia.

Men like Li Junlin can be called a girl killer, noble and elegant, melancholy and mysterious, intriguing, wanting to understand this person's past and what kind of story he has.

Hearing this, He Zun glanced at the reception staff, who quickly went to prepare.

At this time, Lu Zechuan put the two documents in front of Li Junlin and He Zun respectively, and then put on a black fountain pen of excellent material.

This is a commercial contract worth tens of billions, and all matters have been handed over in advance, and the contract is a printed attachment, as long as the name is signed.

The two looked at each other for a moment, then looked away, pulled out the cap of the pen, and pretended to look through the documents casually to sign their names.

It really seems to be a serious appearance just for business.

The receptionist came back soon with a tray of wine and two glasses of whiskey on it.

After putting the things down, she stepped back very respectfully.

The two men sitting facing each other on the sofa seemed to be calm and harmonious, but in fact the dark waves were turbulent, the atmosphere was quiet and a little strange, and the air was a little frozen.