Yan Yu was a little helpless.

He had a hot towel in one hand and mineral water in the other, and the shoulders of his custom-made suit probably still had Lan Weiyan's tearful mixture hanging on his shoulders......

In this situation, it is really difficult to hold Lan Weiyan.

Yan Yu hesitated to speak, "Xiao Yan, ......"

"Don't drive me," Lan Weiyan rubbed Yan Yu's shoulder, "Brother Xiao Yan, don't drive me away." ”

The old man was a little overwhelmed, and the ridiculous words came to his mouth and swallowed back.

He knew how a person would feel when he said something like that.

In the anonymous letter, Lan Weiyan's experience was recorded almost without omission.

A child who has no home since childhood, a child who was driven back to an orphanage by his adoptive parents......

Yan Yu felt that he really wanted to take this slug into his arms at this moment.

He frowned slightly, belched slightly, and folded his hands on Lan Weiyan's waist.

Xiao Yan's waist is very thin, about half an inch thinner than himself; Yan Yu's first impression is still superficial.

After a moment of silence, Lan Weiyan snorted again, "Hold it tighter." ”

So Yan Yu tightened his hands.

The hot towel had turned into a cold towel, soaking Yan Yu's sleeve a little bit.

The mineral water bottle slammed on Yan Yu's elbow, and also on Lan Weiyan's thin back.

Yan Yu listened to the young man's breathing slowly become even, and thought in a trance that he had not really hugged someone for a long, long, long time.

This kind of lovers' hug, Yan Yu always deliberately avoids.

A friend-like hug makes people feel calming joy.

But a lover's hug – for Yan Yu's single dog – means emptiness, loneliness, and coldness.

After a long silence, Lan Weiyan's tone returned to normal, and he grinned, "Brother Xiao Yan, you eat my tofu." ”

Yan Yu's body stiffened slightly, and soon relaxed again.

His hands on Lan Weiyan's waist still didn't let go, "...... You stain my suit, I don't eat your tofu to die. ”

"Hee-hee. It's better to eat tofu than to eat me, Brother Xiao Yan. ”

Yan Yu let go of his hands, "How is it?" Did the wine sober up? ”

"Still dizzy." Lan Weiyan's forehead rested on Yan Yu's shoulder and shook it heavily.

Yan Yu mourned for his suit again for a second in his heart, and took a long breath, "Is the sobering medicine still there?" Drink some water and eat one first. ”

"Wait a minute. Brother Xiao Yan, hug me again. ”

Yan Yu wordlessly surrounded him again.

Lan Weiyan learned to fight wine when he was in the third grade of primary school.

At first, he couldn't drink the "big brothers" in the upper grades at all.

However, his physique is very special, and he will not get on his face no matter how much he drinks.

However, alcohol did not let go of his special constitution and eroded his mind.

Every time Lan Weiyan drinks too much, he will not choose what to say.

For this reason, he has been beaten and scolded by the "big brothers".

After the party, Lan Weiyan didn't dare to go home, because he was afraid of being discovered by his adoptive parents and Lan Weinuo.

He always wandered alone in the empty streets, squatted on the side of the road and vomited, and then lay alone on a bench in the garden near his adoptive parents' house until late, letting the smell of alcohol on his body be blown away by the wind.

When he returned to his adoptive parents' house, he would immediately rush into the bathroom to wash himself.

It's never a good feeling to hide the bad things you've done from everyone.

Lan Weiyan doesn't want to let the people he cherishes the most discover his unbearable side.

Hot water slid down his cheeks.

The mirror is covered with a thick wet mist.

He couldn't see anything, including his own weeping red eyes.