The old man wasn't really very drunk.

He's just not in a good mood and kind of wants to take revenge on society.

He caught a glimpse of this handsome boy from a distance, walking aimlessly with his hands in his pockets, and seemed to be a little melancholy.

Such a handsome boy must be of the same kind.

Yan Yu narrowed his drunken and hazy eyes - the moon was dark and the wind was high, when he was killing people and setting fires.

Ahh

The melancholy and depressed little prince should be comforted by a mature and stable warm man like him.

The name Yan Yu is not blind, his strongest skill is to create sexual encounters...... of creativity.

Yan Yu, an outstanding young man with advanced stage lazy cancer, not only will he have adrenaline rush, but the thalamus will also secrete dopamine continuously when he constructs an encounter scene full of surprises in his mind.

That's right, Yan Yu is such a wonderful old man who can produce a sense of sweetness and happiness like love by relying on YY.

Why not experience the strange ways of encountering sex for yourself?

Because he is lazy firstly, and secondly, he pays extra attention to personal safety.

What if the other person has AIDS?

What if the other person has violent tendencies?

What if the other party is not the right size?

What if the other person likes to play SM?

……

There are too many risks and too many troubles, Yan Yu is satisfied with his daily YY.

How troublesome is it to fall in love? Occasionally YY is more convenient.

With the company of relatives and children, as well as the romantic encounter in YY, Yan Yu feels that his life is very happy.

He deserves to be single at such an age.

However, he drank a little too much this night, and the boy in front of him looked very pleasing to the eye, Yan Yu thought that he was sorry for his excellence if he didn't flirt.

Yan Yu kept up with Lan Weiyan's pace, "Hey, little handsome guy, I just bumped into you, I'm sorry." ”

Lan Weiyan slowed down.

The sound is what he likes—clean, clear, gentle, and even a little magnetic...... In stark contrast to his drunken lewd appearance.

"It's okay." Lan Weiyan replied politely, plucking up the courage to look at the face that was smiling like a vicious dog.

Yan Yu's expression was much more normal at this time, smiling seriously, just like every elite in the city who is full of optimism about life.

Strictly speaking, Lan Weiyan is a brother control, and only controls Lan Weinuo alone.

Therefore, whether it is Yan Yu's appearance and voice, or his gentlemanly style and the dress of a successful person, they cannot impress Lan Weiyan.

Even, Lan Weiyan is a little disgusted with Yan Yu, a social person who talks in the middle of the night.

"Hey, don't look at me like that. I'm not trying to rob you, I'm following because ......" Yan Yu smiled and picked up a skinny wallet between his two fingers, "You dropped something." ”

This is what he had just deliberately bumped into Lan Weiyan.

Yan Yu, who has been in the advertising industry for many years, can see at a glance that this expensive Burberry Vintage graffiti-printed check double-fold wallet must have been given to this big boy by someone else.

After all, Lan Weiyan does not look like a rich second generation, nor does he look like a successful person with a good income.

When Yan Yu followed behind Lan Weiyan, he also opened his wallet and glanced at it.

There is only an ID card, a transportation card, an ordinary bank card, and two Grandpa Mao.

There are no photographs and no business cards.

This confirms Yan Yu's conjecture - the melancholy little prince has no family and no job.

Most likely, it was a runaway teenager who was abandoned by the gold owner.

The reason for the abandonment may be that the teenager has feelings for the owner.

An old man who has been single for too long has such a bloody brain circuit.

Lan Weiyan is a little inexplicable.

The wallet that I was carrying in my back pocket just dropped it?

Yan Yu smiled warmly, and Lan Weiyan couldn't bear to doubt his motives.

"Thank you." Lan Weiyan took the wallet and opened it to check if there was anything missing.

The old man rubbed his aching temples and turned to leave.

Lan Weiyan looked at the contents of the wallet, and his jaw couldn't close.

(No return: ahem...) The name Yan Yu is really blind)