After finally coaxing him to sleep, Zhou Ming lay on the bed holding Ji Yunqing for a while, listening to the steady breathing.

On weekdays, he looked at the man with his teeth and claws, but now his eyelashes were drooping, and he was curled up sideways in his arms, looking small and obedient.

He slowly propped himself up, and got up carefully to go to the study.

Afraid of waking up the other party, he didn't even wear shoes. The thin cotton socks touched the wooden floor, and the slightest coolness rushed in. The kitten looked up at the owner who pointed at him, and quietly went back to sleep in the nest.

Ji Yunqing was in a bad mood, so he didn't want to think about anything, and put all his troubles to tomorrow. Zhou Ming knew his password, everything was name pinyin plus birthday, so he tried to log in on his mobile phone.The other party's account successfully located the approximate location.

So it's not that bad.

The mobile phone was not broken, and it can be seen that it is roughly in the mountainous area to the north.

You don't have to wait until tomorrow to get things done.

Zhou Ming changed his clothes, and went out facing the crescent line.

It was past two o'clock in the morning, and the street lights outside illuminated the street peacefully. Except for sporadic large trucks passing by, there were almost no passing vehicles in the direction of the suburbs. Zhou Ming looked at the location on the navigation and drove straight to the design.Some problems with the road.

The mountain was even quieter, the cuckoo twittered, causing a sound of fluttering wings, and some small beast jumped into the bushes, bumping into the slender branches rustling.

Zhou Ming parked his car on the side of the road, walked forward with his mobile phone, the flashlight shone straight white light, fine dust floated in the beam of light, there were no stars, only a faint moonlight, he strode forward, suddenlyI felt a little funny in my heart, I didn't even dare to watch horror movies, but now I'm not afraid at all.

The location can only be within a rough range. Zhou Ming walked forward and was concentrating on checking the cracks in the gravel on the roadside when he suddenly heard footsteps, followed by a hesitant voice.

"Is... is it the senior's boyfriend?"

Zhou Ming looked up, and saw a somewhat thin young man standing beside a huge rock like a ghost, with gray hair and an exaggerated denim jacket, and a conspicuous motorcycle beside him, but such a ostentatious foilHowever, the man's expression was unnatural, even a little shy, as if the clothes he was wearing were not to set off the man, but to cater to the man deliberately.

"Cheng Zan," Zhou Ming looked at him, "Is that you?"

The other party immediately let out a sigh of relief, slumped his shoulders, and trotted over in the night: "I'm waiting for the senior, he left his phone here."

The fingers were long and thin, with scabs from abrasions at the joints.

The wind moved, and Zhou Ming let out a breath. The person he originally planned to meet tomorrow happened to be standing in front of him at this moment, which saved a lot of effort.

He took the phone: "thank you, have you been waiting here?"

"Well," Cheng Zan nodded, "I don't dare to go back to the city, I want to stay here for a few more days."

"Then where do you live?" Zhou Ming was a little surprised.

At this time, a smile finally appeared on that pale face, and Cheng Zan pointed in one direction behind him, showing off the camouflage-colored family tent as if showing off: "I've been here for two days, and I can still light a fire."

Zhou Ming paused: "What are you doing?"

"Enjoy life," Cheng Zan replied slowly, as if he had to think about every sentence before answering, "I... am rebelling."

Zhou Ming: "..."

If the information he saw was true, this man's rebellious period was probably more than ten years later than others.

"I'm sorry about the senior." Cheng Zan bowed slightly, "I respect him very much, but I don't know what I can do, so I keep avoiding it."

Zhou Ming looked at him, but said something else: "Cheng Zan, why are you talking so slowly?"

"Because my mother said it," Cheng Zan opened his mouth without hesitation, speaking very fast this time, "the words can only come out after three times in the stomach."

The two of them were separated by a short distance, and their voices were not loud, but because the surroundings were too quiet, they were very clear.

"Do you want to dance "The West Chamber"?" Zhou Ming asked him softly.

Cheng Zan was silent for a while: "I don't know."

He has been a good boy since he was a child. He grew up strictly according to the requirements of his parents. When he was learning to dance, he had to stand in the first row and always dress nicely.Zan is used to this kind of controlled life, and even enjoys this kind of life hiding under the wings. He doesn't need to think about anything, he just needs to obey and do it.

Parents are always right.

Parents are always there for you.

After beating him, the father would say, look, why don't I beat others, because you are my child, and everything we do today is for the good of you and my sister.

The mother smiled elegantly and noblely at the dinner table, but her words pierced like a knife, saying that she was ashamed of him, and she couldn't even do such a simple action.

Cheng Zan's tears fell into the bowl, and he said, Mom, I'm full.

Then eat some more, mother pushed the dishes in front of him, and specially made all the dishes you like, it's strange how you eat so little.

Later, he got used to it, and even became obsessed with this feeling.

He adores his parents.

But when the problem started, Cheng Zan himself didn't know. He only knew that he started to lose his hair, suffered from insomnia, and often fell into nightmares and woke up screaming.

That's when the crash started.

"This dance troupe is a springboard. We can only bring you out if you have enough qualifications. Why can't you compare to Ji Yunqing?" Yu Qiulan stood in front of him, "You have to reflect on yourself. Where are you not doing well enough?"

"I have no idea……"

"Don't say you don't know! Think carefully before answering!"

At that time, Cheng Zan doubted many things. First, he wondered if he was not talented enough, and then he worried that he was not working hard enough. In the end, he was horrified to find that he could not dance anymore.

He can't even do the most basic vertical fork.

Stiffness, palpitations, tinnitus.

Good news came one after another from my sister. She was the chief and was about to start a tour. My father looked at his phone with a smile and said that when she came back, he could meet these boys. They were all from a family with a deep background.

At that time, Cheng Zan thought of a very simple idea.

If you break your leg, can you stop dancing?

Will the parents be sad if he dies, they have a wonderful daughter——

At that time, Cheng Zan was not afraid of death, even a little curious, like gazing at a calm sea or a high cliff. That unfathomable giant seemed to be full of temptations, which made him always want to jump off.desire.

Come on, give it a try.

Be the master yourself.

He jumped.

But he was hugged by Ji Yunqing who always had a cold face, and he fell down the high platform with him.

The feeling of weightlessness made Cheng Zan ecstatic. The feeling of being unable to control himself was something he had never had before. He began to secretly try some things he had never touched before. He pierced his ears and tried racing., he finally learned how to dance again, happily stabbed his colleague with a knife, laughed and drove to the bridge.

He shuddered with excitement.

"Is your sister okay?"

Cheng Zan suddenly opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth to look at the man in front of him.

Knowing Ji Yunqing's sexual orientation, he was a little surprised and curious, wondering what kind of man this man would like, but at this moment, this man was standing in front of him, with sharp eyes but soft eyes.

In fact, the temperament is a bit cold, but not intimidating.

"Then it seems that I guessed right." Zhou Ming paused, "Having already lost one child, do they still want to lose the second one?"

Cheng Zan blurted out, "How do you know?"

really.

"Guess." Zhou Ming frowned slightly, "She has been hiding abroad for so long, but she still hasn't been able to get away completely?"

He sighed: "Your sister should be as good as you."

A soreness gushed out from the heart, rushing to the limbs in an instant. Cheng Zan was so painful that he was almost paralyzed, and tremblingly replied: "I don't know, they didn't tell me too clearly, I, I also guessed..."

Zhou Ming knew that the mountains here were inaccessible, and another reason was that there was a cemetery not far away.

Cheng Zan found the resting place of his sister.

There is no name, only the baby name and age, and a bunch of small yellow wild flowers are placed in front of the very new tombstone, maintaining the last bit of decency.

After their daughter committed suicide, the Cheng family's parents' first reaction was anger.

The bamboo basket fetched water in vain, and more than 20 years of painstaking efforts were wasted. They had never done such a loss-making business.

They must not let the society know about their failure, and they must not let others discover their failure. When the lights on the stage are turned on, they must be bright and bright, as if they have worked hard and spent a lot of money to prevent the news of their son's imprisonment from appearing on the Internet.

Also just figured it out.

They only have a son.

We can't let him stay in the mud. If he gets out, if he survives this hurdle, he will be an artist who can go down in history.

But Cheng Zan let them down again. They thought that the two years of prison life could create a fragile atmosphere for their son.

Venus with a broken arm, it’s easy to work with the vicissitudes of life. Throughout the ages, everyone has gone through hardships before they burst out with dazzling light.

Even if it is only for a moment, it is enough for a lifetime.

But they didn't expect that Cheng Zan was inside, but he had a regular schedule, a normal diet, and his mental state was much better than before, even his face was rosy!

What the hell.

"You are really careful and sensitive." Cheng Zan smiled desolately, his throat rolling.

"Cheng Zan," Zhou Ming approached him, "Do you still want to die now?"

The young man shook his head slowly, his eyes were dazed, he was obviously dressed in cool clothes deliberately, but his expression was like a ignorant student who just entered the society: "I... I don't seem to want to die."

"Change to another hospital, shall we check again?" Zhou Ming stared at him and said softly, "I'll go with you."

Cheng Zan raised his head instantly and changed his tone: "What do you mean, what are you talking about?"

He opened his mouth, trying hard to digest the meaning of that sentence, and the bitter taste overflowed in his mouth: "Maybe I'm not sick?"

"But my mother said, I came out early because of this..."

He stopped abruptly.

"You mean, I'm not sick?" Cheng Zan repeated, his lips trembling, "My mother is lying to me?"

Yu Qiulan's voice seemed to ring in her ears.

Burn your life, and leave the most beautiful Yoshimitsu Kataha on the stage. She seems to be smiling forever. The lawsuit will last for about half a year. Don’t be self-willed, boy. During this time, you will resume training, and when the discussion is the highest, everyone will watch you go dancing.

He thought about it at the time and said, Mom, can I live to that time.

Yu Qiulan crossed her velvet-gloved hands and placed them gracefully on her lap without saying a word.

But Ji Yunqing saved my life, and Cheng Zan spoke more slowly, I, I can't treat him like this.

Yu Qiulan raised her eyes lightly.

What's the matter, she said, let him save you again.

Cheng Zan stared firmly into Zhou Ming's eyes: "How do you know, don't tell me you guessed it!"

"I like to draw," said Zhou Ming under the moonlight, as if he was covered in snow and ice. "I have drawn many models and human bodies. Observation has almost become a habit. Before I met Ji Yunqing, my life was very boring, and I would often draw someStrangers of fate, destroy the painting after passing the time."

"To put it bluntly, I can remember that person's face, expression, and even his eyes with just one glance." Zhou Ming also stared at him, "I have been to the blood center on the seventh floor, and you are different from the patients there."

In the long afternoon, he sat in the study and sketched. When he cast shadows, the side of his palm would be stained with a little lead dust, and when his slightly sore wrist was put down, it was already a brilliant sunset.

"It's not the superficial symptoms of bleeding from the skin, nasal passages and gums, but the feeling that you are different from them."

Cheng Zan stared blankly at the opposite side, Zhou Ming had already extended his hand to him.

"Don't you like excitement now?" His voice is obviously soft, but it has an undeniable toughness, and even inexplicable temptation, "My family is not lucky, let me come, do you want to fight with me?"It's a bet, bet on whether you can survive."

When Zhou Ming opened the door, he hesitated a little.

He glanced at the time, it was six ten in the morning, at this time, Ji Yunqing was usually sleeping.

...Shouldn't have woken up.

He quietly opened the door. The living room was still dark and extremely quiet, and the flowers didn't even call. Zhou Ming felt relieved a little, closed the door softly, changed his shoes, and took off his coat as he walked forward.

Then, he stopped.

Ji Yunqing sat on the sofa with a small blanket on his body, looking at him expressionlessly.

No wonder Huahua didn't cry, she was sleeping soundly in someone's arms.

"I found your phone," Zhou Ming took two steps forward with guilt, "Why did you wake up so early?"

Ji Yunqing opened his mouth lightly: "So, leave me alone at home?"

"No," Zhou Ming shook his head, "I wanted to go and have a look while you were sleeping, but I didn't expect you to be so early..."

"I woke up in the middle of the night, and you're not here," Ji Yunqing continued, "I don't have a mobile phone, I don't have any contact tools, and I don't even know where you are going."

Zhou Ming rushed up: "The computer and tablet are here..."

"I don't have a password," Ji Yunqing raised his face, "I can't open it."

Zhou Ming opened his mouth weakly: "I told you..."

"Who can remember that bunch of letters plus numbers?" Ji Yunqing looked at him indifferently, "Why don't you just add the phonetic alphabet and birthday like me?"

Zhou Ming: "..."

Zhou Ming: "Mr. Ji, I actually wanted to tell you this question a long time ago. This kind of password is really not safe..."

"Don't call me that," Ji Yunqing stood up aggressively, "You left me alone at home!"

Zhou Ming bowed his head decisively: "I was wrong."

In the somewhat dim living room, Zhou Ming swallowed, and was about to continue to slide and kneel to admit his mistake, but someone grabbed him by the collar and pressed him down.

The kiss was fierce, even a little rude.

It's almost like a wild animal trying to sniff the prey it brought back from its own mouth.

It's good to check whether you have been killed by yourself.

"Zhou Ming," Ji Yunqing slowly brushed his hand across the other's cool cheek, and then went down, holding the finger that was still wrapped in a Band-Aid, "When the troubles of these two days are over, go see me for a while.Meet my aunt."

"Ah?" Zhou Ming wrapped his arms around the other's waist, panting slightly.

"She has been fearless since she was a child," Ji Yunqing said flatly, "When she was in school, she dared to open a beer bottle for others, and she was able to do what a father kept a son more than 20 years ago, so next time you dare to take itIf I leave the house alone and run away."

His tone was a bit fierce, and his expression was serious, like a primary school student who quarreled with others and exchanged harsh words.

"...I'll ask her to beat you up."